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marvelrarepairbingo · 9 months

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Another hot summer month is coming to a close. How's everyone doing out there? Keeping cool? Keeping hot? Looking for some lovely new fanfics to keep you company and give you a reason to fan yourself while reading them? Well, you're in luck. Here's our July Round-Up full of brilliant fics to boost your imagination and give you a reason to stay out of the horrific heat. All of our creators in our Round 2 have been busy over the last month, and here's what we have to show for it! Check out the list and see what whets your whistle. Also, if you're interested in joining in, check out our Bingo https://marvelrarepairbingo.tumblr.com/ where you can always still sign up, and while you're at it, jump into our Discord Server https://discord.gg/TVTTrYzvrU For more of this month's offerings, check out the links under the cut!

Title: You Can Have My Words Author: Writerpete Card #: MRP-016 Square Filled: G2: Peter/Gwen Pairing: Peter/Gwen Rating: Explicit Warnings: Smut, vaginal fingering, trans character Summary: Peter has an amazing girlfriend, the best person he could ever ask for as a partner. If only he could get over his awkwardness and distressing emotions about sex. Word Count: 3641 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48456676

Title: When You Touch Me Like That Author: endlesstwanted Card #: MRP-031 Square Filled: I3: Psychic Pairing: Loki/Sif Rating: Mature Warnings: Post-Coital Cuddling, Magic, Come Inflation, Female Loki, Shapeshifter Loki Summary: Sif and Loki have a quiet talk after trying out something new in bed. Word Count: 742 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48923695

Title: The Silver Line Author: endlesstwanted Card #: MRP-031 Square Filled: N1: Courtship rituals Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark Rating: Teen Warnings: Fandom Fusions, Co-workers, Post-Break Up, Reunions, War Veteran Bucky Summary: Training with Camille, Bucky and her notice that the new guy coming to work for the agency is the one who witnessed Sharon breaking up with him during their double date. Word Count: 2606 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48923926

Title: Peg to Differ Author: Blizzard_Fire Card: MRP-032 Square Filled: N5: Embracing Imperfection Pairing: Bruce Banner/Valkyrie Rating: Explicit Warnings: Pegging, Post-Thor: Ragnarok, Valkyrie & Hulk friendship, Revengers family feels Summary: After weeks aboard the Statesman, Valkyrie learns a few things about Bruce: he drinks coffee in the mornings, he enjoys walking through the corridors at night... and he seems to enjoy being pushed against walls. Perhaps they can find some common ground here. Word Count: 4027 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48478012 Title: Fading Friendship Lines Author: BurdenedWithPointlessPurpose Card #: MRP-034 Square Filled: N5 - Detective AU Rated: E Pairing: Wanda Maximoff/Natasha Romanov Warnings/Tags: Porn with plot, mentioned previous relationships, mystery Summary: Months and months after their significant others have gone missing, Natasha and Wanda have spent more time together than ever. Something that has pushed them even closer to one another in a way they hadn’t planned for, but it isn’t all that surprising. The absence of the only other people in their lives they cared about so deeply, finally pushing them over their long established boundaries of friendship into the comfort of each other. Word Count: 2,907 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48775843

Title: Modir Knows Best Author: BurdenedWithPointlessPurpose Card #: MRP-034 Square Filled: Kissing & Being Watched (chapter 2 & 3) Card (choice) #: SFW 3 & NSFW 1 Pairing: Bruce Banner/Thor/Brunnhilde | Valkyrie Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Status: COMPLETE Summary: Getting into a relationship with Thor and Brunnhilde, Bruce expected a lot of things. Roughness. Tenderness. An unhealthy amount of ale where he would be tucking them both into bed at least once a week where they make him feel good with sweet words and touches inbetween. What he didn't expect though was for his partners to be a little freakier in the bedroom than he is used to. Namely because he ends up calling his girlfriend Modir and his boyfriend his brodir. Word Count: I forgot to post chapter 2 in here so idk chapter 3 is like 2400 though Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46880272?view_full_work=true

Title: Bitch Bottom Up Author: BurdenedWithPointlessPurpose Card Number: MRP - 034 Square Filled: NSFW 2 - Biting/Sucking Ship/Main Pairing: Tony Stark/Clint Barton Rating: E Major Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply Summary: SHIELD agent Clint Barton allows his mission as an undercover bodyguard to go to an unexpected level. One that involves a genuine relationship with Tony Stark that turns out to be a little kinky. Kinky enough that he gets his little boy to trust him completely despite his professional status he’s working behind the scenes on the side to ditch. Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48580108

Title: Abstract Princess Author: BurdenedWithPointlessPurpose Card Number: MRP - 034 Square Filled: SFW 3 - Snuggling Ship/Main Pairing: Loki/Clint Barton Rating: E Major Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply Summary: Unbeknown to the Avengers, Clint has taken up an interesting relationship with the God of Mischief. One that somehow went from heated hate sex, to his little Princess calling his Daddy every night in his apartment. How they are going to handle things next is beyond him, but it’s perfect when all he has to do is make sure his baby is getting what he needs. Something that turns out to be an absurd amount of love he wants to pretend he hasn’t developed. Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48609055

Title: Temptation of Sweetness Author: BurdenedWithPointlessPurpose Card Number: MRP - 034 Square Filled: NSFW 1 - Make Up Sex Ship/Main Pairing: Thor/Bruce Banner Rating: E Major Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply Summary: Bruce considers himself a good Daddy, but he sets certain rules into place for a reason. Sure people aren’t good at following them, however in his life his little boy should and he knows he can. Thor just doesn’t always think first. Meanwhile he overthinks everything, wondering just how far gone he is on the blond when he submits to him so easily by doing what he’s told to make it up to him. Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48613567

Title: Sad Family Author: 42donotpanic Card #: MRP-038 Square Filled: I1: Meteor/Shooting Star Pairing: Morgan H. Stark/Nathaniel Pietro Barton Rating: Gen Warnings: Canon Compliant Post Avengers Endgame, Mentioned Canon MCD Summary: 5 years later [after chapter 1] there is a special night of the shooting stars again Word Count: 993 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42356538/chapters/122188060 Title: Comfort Author: 42donotpanic Card #: MRP-038 Square Filled: O1: Soothing/Healing touch Pairing: Clint Barton & James "Bucky" Barnes Rating: Gen Warnings: N/A Summary: Clint is feeling down and no one is home, so Bucky comforts him. Word Count: 1551 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48508384

Title: Sunrise Author: 42donotpanic Card #: MRP-038 Square Filled: G5: Image Prompt: a Patch of Grass in a roof garden overlooking a big city and the sea Pairing: Clint Barton & Matt Murdock Rating: Gen Warnings: Internalised Ableism Summary: Hawkeye and Daredevil watch the sunset and talk about vigilantism and disabilities. Word Count: 1465 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48608551

Title: Firsts Author: 42donotpanic Card #: MRP-038 Square Filled: I5: I need you Pairing: Clint Barton / Matt Murdock Rating: Explicit Warnings: Porn with Plot, Trans Clint Barton, Dom/Sub Undertones, Vaginal fingering Summary: A Few months into their relationship, Clint and Matt meet in the bar again. This time, they get tipsy and explore the sexual part of their relationship for the first time. Word Count: 3852 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48748036

Title: I recognize myself in you Author: 42donotpanic Card #: MRP-038 Square Filled: N2: Found Family Pairing: Clint Barton & Bucky Barnes Rating: Mature Warnings: Eating Disorder, Brainwashing, Trans Clint, Angst Summary: Clint Barton is not in a good place after Loki controlled him. And when Bucky moves into the tower that doesn't make it any easier. Until it does. Or: Clint and Bucky went through two entirely different kinds of Brainwashing, but they have more in common than they first think. Word Count: 5018 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48955282

Title: To Be A Dancing Monkey Author: Jimothy Card #: MRP-041 Square Filled: O4: Massage Pairing: Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers Rating: Gen Warnings: N/A Summary: Steve learns that taking on the role of Captain America comes with some changes Word Count: 3721 Link: https://www.tumblr.com/captainjimothycarter/722333771356061696/to-be-a-dancing-monkey

Title: Star Spangled Nightmare Author: Jimothy Card #: MRP-041 Square Filled: I4: Love Letters Pairing: Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers Rating: Teen Warnings: N/A Summary: The One Where Peggy Has Beef With Superheros But Then Meets Steve Rogers and Wants To Hate Him But Can’t. Word Count: 3895 Link: https://www.tumblr.com/captainjimothycarter/723866918395740160/the-star-spangled-nightmare-chapter-one-a-man-of?source=share

Title: Teddy's Party Trick Author: Jimothy Card #: MRP-041 Square Filled: O2: Anniversary Vacation Pairing: Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers Rating: Gen Warnings: N/A Summary: Teddy Carter-Rogers is very much like his parents. He’s cunning, smart, and cute as a button. He’s taken after them in more ways than one, including superpowers. With both parents having the serum, they had no idea what chaos that they had released on the world. Word Count: 1221 Link: https://www.tumblr.com/captainjimothycarter/724027046513229824/teddys-party-trick

Title: basic human interaction Author/Artist: nolanfa Card #: MRP-045r Square Filled: N4: Service Animal Pairing: Eddie Brock & Anne Weying Rating: Teen Warnings: passing mention of violence Summary: Eddie apologizes to Anne because Venom told him to. Word Count: 2 comics pages Link: https://www.tumblr.com/nolanfa/723187057094279168/a-scene-in-the-venom-movie-i-found-hilarious-anne title: The Olde Victorian Hotel, Brooklyn, New York, Chapter 7: Darcy Lewis and Aunt Elvira’s Big Secret link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31231268/chapters/123332026 square filled: • 2023 Marvel Rare Pair Bingo square filled: G1 stumbling on forbidden knowledge in a creepy library author: ChrissiHR fandom: MCU pairing: Darcy/Bucky/Steve, Jane/Clint/Natasha rating: M tags/warnings: haunted hotel, thirst trap, A/B/O-Omegaverse chapter summary: Upstairs, Natasha wound her way through a maze of unexpected hallways and small, interior offices until she found the door Jacinda described: solid oak, painted black unlike the whitewashed walls and doors to every other office on this floor, with a stained glass window panel in the upper half of the door featuring a web design with a spider in the lower right corner. The office was dark, cluttered at first glance with mementos from Elvira’s Vegas career and early showgirl days in Atlantic City and the Catskills, but there were also VHS tapes labeled with the name of an old public access show. She noticed them later in perusing the shelves of Elvira’s dusty old office and cluttered personal library. Natasha vaguely recalled a note in the briefing packet she’d requested once on Darcy’s aunt that the woman had been one of the eighties’ most popular scream queens, starring in a welter of fun, off-beat, and kitschy horror flicks, and hosting a public access horror program called Elvira, Mistress of the Dark.

title: No Secrets In The Cul-de-sac: A Cheerfully Slutty Neighborhood AU, Chapter 2 squares filled: Rare Pair Bingo 2023 square filled: N4 gothic mansion author: ChrissiHR fandom: MCU/Marvel on Disney+ pairing: Darcy/Bucky/Clint + side pairings rating: E tags/warnings: smut, PWP, thirsty!Darcy, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism summary: Jane starts calling Darcy’s neighborhood the gayborhood (which she’s not wrong about—there is a disproportionately high population of queer and bi folk hereabouts, Darcy included). Everyone is always up in everyone else’s business; weekend block party brunch is practically sacred; they’ve got the most fun team in the county kickball league; and everyone is hot like fire and into each other. It’s never boring, having this many cheerfully slutty people in close proximity, and, occasionally, it gets very dramatic, too. link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40890282/chapters/123202627

squares filled: Rare Pair Bingo 2023 square filled: N4 gothic mansion author: ChrissiHR fandom: MCU/Marvel on Disney+ pairing: Darcy/Bucky/Clint + side pairings rating: E tags/warnings: smut, PWP, thirsty!Darcy, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism summary: Jane starts calling Darcy’s neighborhood the gayborhood (which she’s not wrong about—there is a disproportionately high population of queer and bi folk hereabouts, Darcy included). Everyone is always up in everyone else’s business; weekend block party brunch is practically sacred; they’ve got the most fun team in the county kickball league; and everyone is hot like fire and into each other. It’s never boring, having this many cheerfully slutty people in close proximity, and, occasionally, it gets very dramatic, too. link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40890282/chapters/123202627

Title: Stucky Kitten Interview, #1 Trending Author: Every-Marveler-Ever Card #: MRP-056 Square Filled: N5: Strange or Dark Matter Pairing: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes Rating: Teen Warnings: Sexual innuendos, A lot of flirting, Writer’s attempt at a healthy relationship Summary: Stucky is the internet's favourite couple with many compilations surrounding them, in battle, on the red carpet, doing press conferences, and even famous BuzzFeed interviews. Word Count: 1028 Link: https://every-marveler-ever.tumblr.com/post/716570260067713024/stucky-kitten-interview-1-trending Title: Fairness of Lego Distribution Author: Every-Marveler-Ever Card #: MRP-056 Square Filled: B3: Crime/Mob AU Pairing: Tony Stark/Steve Rogers Rating: Teen Warnings: Mob Boss AU, Tony Stark can be mean, Sam Wilson doesn't care, Peter Parker is adorable, "LANGUAGE!" Summary: Nobody knows why there is a shipment coming from Washington DC or what it includes. They just know Tony didn’t make it, and Tony doesn’t love when people do things without telling him. Word Count: 989 Link:https://every-marveler-ever.tumblr.com/post/721981363903971328/fairness-of-lego-distribution

Title: Thai, Koalas and Aurora Borealis Author: Every-Marveler-Ever Card #: MRP-056 Square Filled: B2: Iceland, Northern Lights Pairing: Sam Wilson/Tony Stark Rating: Gen Warnings: Lots of laughter, Endless questioning Summary: Peter has many questions for such a little guy so Sam humours him with a late-night snack, though some people might not refer to reheated Thai food as a snack. Word Count: 1178 Link: https://every-marveler-ever.tumblr.com/post/718795338993008640/thai-koalas-and-aurora-borealis

Title: Dangling Our Legs Author: Every-Marveler-Ever Card #: MRP-056 Square Filled: O1: Making Someone Smile Pairing: Harley Keener/Peter Parker Rating: Teen Warnings: Innuendo's, Harley Keener is Harley Stark, Tony Stark is Harley Keener's Dad, Hanging on the side of a roof Summary: They are both smiling, happy to just be and sit. “You would soak up the sun like a cat, and you could watch me surf down at the beach while you try to focus on the book you’re reading,” Harley tells Peter, coming up with all the reasons Peter would love Malibu. If they weren’t sitting on the edge of a building Peter would have hit Harley for the surfing comment, but they are and so he doesn’t. Word Count: 768 Link: https://every-marveler-ever.tumblr.com/post/722437767310802944/dangling-our-legs

Title: Soaking Wet (Chapter 1) Collaborator(s): Muffin aka MuffinEngineer86 Darcy Lewis Bingo Headquarters Weekly Challenge Week of July 16, 2023 Prompt: Water Week 2 Darcy Lewis Bingo 2023 Card No. / Name on Card: Muffin Square: D1 - Roommates# Loki Bingo 2023 Card No. / Name on Card: Muffin Square: D1 - Roommates Marvel Rare Pair Bingo Round 2 Card No. / Name on Card: MRP-058 / Muffin Square: G2 - Pick-up lines Rating: Explicit Pairing / Ship(s): Darcy Lewis/Loki Word Count: 948 Genre: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, erotica, PWP Summary: Loki’s eyebrows pinched together. He had trouble processing what he just heard. How could a woman be too wet during sex? He knew he should not eavesdrop, but it concerned Doctor Lewis. She made him feel like he was five hundred again, an awkward adolescent discovering amorous desires. He wished to bury his face in her beauteous bosom. Warnings/Triggers/ Major Tags: porn, unprotected sex, squirting, wet sex Additional Tags: Loki is a good guy, arousal, bad pick-up lines, bad (ex) boyfriend Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48809404/chapters/123127993

Title: Margarita Monday on a Thursday Part 2 (Her Red Lips - Chapter 4) Collaborator(s): Muffin aka MuffinEngineer86 Darcy Lewis Bingo Headquarters Weekly Challenge Week of July 16, 2023 Prompt: Athletic Week Darcy Lewis Bingo 2023 Card No. / Name on Card: Muffin Square: C4 - Home Cooking Marvel Rare Pair Bingo Round 2 Card No. / Name on Card: MRP-058 / Muffin Square: N4 - Survival Sex Rating: Mature Pairing / Ship(s): Darcy Lewis & Yelena Belova, Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow Word Count: 1830 Genre: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, erotica, PWP Summary: Darcy spilled the beans to Yelena. The Russian now tried to summarize everything and make sense of it. Darcy wasn’t forthcoming with the missing details, but that wasn’t what had Yelena upset. No, it was the pitiful content of Darcy’s pantry. Warnings/Triggers/ Major Tags: drinking, talking about big breasts, talking about stealing, mention of men’s opinion about big breasts, curse words Additional Tags: Yelena likes to cook, Darcy not so much, sports bras Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47653312/chapters/123582538

Title: A Spinster for a Duke; A Merchant for a Soldier Author: SomeSortofItalianRoast Card #: MRP- 067 Square Filled: G4: love languages: saying I love you in unsual ways Pairing: Jane Foster/Darcy Lewis; Tony Stark/Bucky Barnes Rating: Teen Warnings: Marriage of Convenience, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Fake relationship not between main pairings; AU - No Powers, AU - Regency Summary: To mutually protect themselves from the laws of the time, spinsters Jane Foster and Darcy Lewis agree to marry Tony Stark and James Barnes, respectively. The newly married Duke and Duchess of Hastings head to Hastings with their newly-eloped "best friends", away from the prying eyes of town and society. Word Count: 3352 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48634849

Title: Happy Birthday Steve Author: Mizz Card #: MRP-068 Square Filled: N3 - Free Space Pairing: SamSteve Rating: G Warnings: Ghost Sex, Making/Grinding out While Drunk (Later Chapters) Summary: Sam and Steve celebrating Steve's Birthday Word Count: N/A Link: https://www.tumblr.com/badartmada/721972257947369472/title-happy-birthday-steve-square-ac1057?source=share

Title: Inspiration: The Muse Author: scottxlogan Card #: MRP-131 Square Filled: B1: Building/Creating Something, Spring Fling NSFW #2, Sex in the Shower/Tub Pairing: Scott Summers/Steve Rogers Rating: Explicit Warnings/Tags: Light Bondage, Blindfolds, tied-up Scott Summers, Sexual Content, Rope Bondage, Sub Scott Summers, Artist Steve Rogers, Light Dom/sub, Praise Kink, Past Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Past Jean Grey/Scott Summers, Age Difference, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Secret Crush, Awkward Crush Summary: Scott Summers was tired of being the guy on the outside always a step behind in earning the respect of the team, but after his latest attempt at winning Jean's heart is once again thwarted by Warren, Scott decides to make his own way in the world. Looking to earn some extra cash on the side Scott decides to pose for an art class as a nude model at a community college where his night only gets bombarded by the arrival of his long time secret crush Steve Rogers, who is enrolled in the class as well. Fearing he'll be exposed in more ways than one after the class is over, Scott finds himself in a surprising moment where Steve offers him a proposal far too delicious refuse. Word Count: 12349 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48674320

Title: Tangled Up In You Author: scottxlogan Card #: MRP-131 Square Filled: Spring Fling NSFW #2, Sexual/Sexuality Awakening Pairing: Scott Summers/Logan Rating: Explicit Warnings/Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Tragedy, Angst with a Happy Ending, Sexual Content, Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Minor Jean Grey/Scott Summers, Praise Kink, Hurt Scott Summers, Scott Summers Needs A Hug, Bisexual Scott Summers, Drowning, 5+1 Things, 5 Times, Post-X-Men: Days of Future Past (2014), Protective Logan (X-Men), Self-Esteem Issues, Self-Hatred Summary: Scott's erotic dreams lead him on a journey in his own sexual awakening as his hidden feelings for Logan grow each time he dreams of him. Through the joys and the sorrows Scott experiences, he relives the memory of the five times dreaming of Logan changed his world. While Logan finds himself thinking about the dream of Scott that changed his. Word Count: 9375 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48411607

Title: Dark Obsession Author: scottxlogan Card #: MRP-131 Square Filled: Spring Fling: Rough Sex Pairing: Tony Stark/Bucky Barnes Rating: Explicit Warnings/Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, Clubbing, Explicit Sexual Content, Dirty Talk, Light Choking, Rope Bondage, Light Dom/sub, BDSM, Wax Play, Sex Toys, Restraints, Swearing, Switching, Biting, Ice Play, Strangers to Lovers, Smut, Past Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Past Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers & Tony Stark Friendship Summary: On the anniversary of his parents' deaths Tony finds himself looking for a distraction after Steve stands Tony up on their night clubbing. Undeterred in his quest to find a new distraction Tony works his way into a steamy new club in town where he finds himself drawn in by a sexy stranger who turns Tony's world around in unimaginable ways. Word Count: 17988 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48772465

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thetempleofthemasaigoddess · 1 year

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MARVEL HEADCANON

Nathaniel Barton and Morgan Stark went to high school together.

They never dated, but they became lifelong friends.

#Marvel #Marvel Cinematic Universe #Morgan Stark #Morgan H Stark #Lexi Rabe #Nathaniel Barton #Nate Barton #Cade Woodward #Iron Man #Hawkeye #Bellona's stuff #Bellona's headcanons #Bellona's Marvel headcanons

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painofhumanity · 4 months

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@redstarsandnightmares gets a (semi)plotted starter

"You know, it really is impressive how advanced your original arm was. I mean, the one you got in Wakanda, sure, their tech is more advanced than anything the rest of the world has--even Stark Industries is still about a decade behind them. But. The first one. . ." Morgan swiped through images and schematics on her tablet, eyes lit up with excitement and curiosity. "How they were even to build something like that, at that time, with the limited resources and limited understanding of engineering--"

Morgan caught herself and looked up with an embarrassed little laugh. "I'm rambling. Sorry. I just get really excited about this stuff. Rhodey's let me mess around with his braces since I was like. . 12, and I've just kinda been obsessed with this kinda thing ever since. Though. I guess I shouldn't be quite so. . complimentary, when talking about anything HYDRA did," she added, more to herself, as she grew even more embarrassed over her rant.

#{🪛} morgan h. stark ; threads #{🪛} morgan h. stark ; v. grown into the name #redstarsandnightmares #closed starter

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avengers-legacy · 2 years

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Astra porque não gosta da Morgan?

Astra: Não é que não gosto dela, mas nós temos muitas opiniões contrárias e ela acha que eu ser uma heroína não significa quase nada porque eu tenho poderes. Além dela nem conhecer as pessoas e já achar que é melhor que todo mundo, extremamente irritante. Constantemente acha que é mais inteligente que todo mundo. Eu poderia fazer uma lista em ordem alfabética.

#astra danvers #stardust #morgan h. stark #morguna stark #morgan stark #legacies #vingadores

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imtryingbuck · 7 months

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I'm sorry

~ gif not mine credit to owner ~

I’m sorry.

Summary: Readers the daughter of Tony Stark.

Word count: 1091

Warning: Angst, I’m sorry. Tony’s not a good dad – again im sorry. Death.

Masterlist

Being the product of a one night stand was something I was always embarrassed about. It was one night, one night he spent with a woman he barely knew or remembered the name of and nine months later I was born. When I was 6 my mum married a man who after a year gave her the ultimatum, me or him. She chose him so I had to go and live with a man I met a couple of times. I loved it at first but slowly became numb to living with him. Being the daughter of Tony Starks greatest mistake was bittersweet.

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“For God sake Y/N stop asking! You know I won’t be able to. I’m busy”

“I-Im sor-“

“Get out!”

“Tony don’t shout please I’ve got a headache”

“Sorry Pep”

I ran back to my room with tears rolling down my cheeks. All I wanted was him to come to my school to watch the play I was in.

~~~

“Dad can-“

“Not now pumpkin I’m busy with Pepper”

“Bu-“

“No Y/N this is important. Go and bother Nat or Wanda”

Dejected I went back to my room to blow out the candles neatly placed on my own birthday cake I had made.

~~~

“H-hi dad I was wondering if you could come to my class to tal-?”

“I can’t pumpkin I’m going to be busy”

“O-oh okay”

~~~

“Dad can you come to my lacrosse game next week? I’ll be starting”

“Of course pumpkin, wouldn’t miss it”

“R-r-really?”

“Umhuh”

The night of the game I was ecstatic, at the start of the game he hadn’t arrived but put it down to him finding somewhere to park. I’d won the final goal, I wasn’t even bothered by my teams’ reactions, I just wanted to see my dad’s. Turns out he was busy having dinner with the team.

I gave up trying to get my dads attention after that.

~~~

Pacing the hallway of his office I gathered all the courage I could muster to raise my hand and knock on the door.

“Come in”

“Hi dad I was just wondering if me and you could go to this new restaurant in town, and well you see I need to talk to you about something important” I rushed out before he could interrupt which is something he loves to do with me.

“Slow down pumpkin, when?” He chuckles.

“Tonight, if possible?”

“Of course darling”

“O-oh okay meet you outside common room at 6?”

“I’ll be there”

For the rest of the day I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. I cleaned my room, showed and got dressed. I made my way to the common room where I came to a halt.

“Going out with the family to have a lovely dinner at the new restaurant in town” Tony’s face was bright as he looked at Pepper, Peter and Morgan.

I was standing there watching them go into the elevator, frozen. I could feel eyes on me and that’s when I looked to see the Avengers looking at me with pity in their eyes. Before anyone could say anything, I turned on my heels and walked back to my room. I’m ashamed to admit I cried.

Months had gone by with little to no interaction with my father, the times we did talk it was awkward and uncomfortable for the both of us.

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“-I’m really sorry Miss Stark-“ the doctors lips continued to move but it felt like I was under water and his words were muffled, I simply nodded along. Scrambling out of the chair I made a beeline towards the entrance of the hospital desperately needing fresh air. I tried ringing my dad but to no surprise he didn’t answer.

Numbly walking back to the tower, the realisation of how alone I truly was hit hard. And with the truth swarming around my head, I just couldn’t hold the tears at bay anymore. Maybe an hour had past when I finally wiped my tears and continued the walk back home.

There were screams of joy and excitement when I arrived, ‘happy birthday’ banners and balloons surrounded every corner of the place. Since I hasn’t even been invited to Morgan’s birthday party I headed straight to my room as soon as I hit the bed I was out like a light.

The following week past in a blur but for everyone around me they didn’t see anything different about me. Surprisingly it was Tony that realised something wasn’t quite right.

“What’s going on with you Y/N? You’ve been walking around this place like a zombie”

“Why do you care?”

“What do you mean? I’m your dad”

I couldn’t help the roll my eyes did. “Sure”

“Don’t talk to me like tha-“

“I’m dying dad, got a few weeks left in me so just please continue to leave me alone.” The whole room had fallen silence at my confession. I couldn’t stand looking at my dad opening and closing his mouth like a goddam fish, so I turned around and walked straight out.

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“Tony, Tony we found her! Hurry up” Steve was panting whilst trying to get Tony off the floor.

The jet hovered just inches off the moss-covered ground when Tony opened the door and leapt out. He ran straight to the cabin that once belonged to his father. Knocking the door down he searched the small home for his daughter, when he came to the closed bedroom door his heart hammering in his chest, his hands trembled with every breath. The team stood behind slightly to the right of him all wearing the same expression. Nervous with a slight look of hope.

The creak of the hinges revealed his oldest daughter laying in the bed. Tony was never a religious man but in that moment, he was begging to God that his baby girl was just asleep as he took tiny steps towards the bed.

The team waited with bated breath for Tony and you to emerge from the room. That was until they heard the heartbreaking cries and pleading from a broken man. They bowed their heads and wept.

It had been hours since Tony had found you, he held you close to his chest crying and begging you to wake up. “I’m so sorry I f-failed you my pump-pkin, please come back! I’m sorry. Please. I love you. I’m sorry I let you down time and time again my pumpkin”

Tony’s life was never the same after the loss of his greatest accomplishment.

~ banners credit goes to @sweetpeapod ~

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b00inazkaban · 1 year

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MASTERLIST #2

Navigation!

Let me know if there are any characters you’d like added and I’ll look into it! :)

Smut = **

What I will NOT write for under any circumstance: R@pe, incest, anything to do with pee or poo, hardcore bdsm or anything like that type of smut, kidnapping reader for love, anything stalker, abuse unless it’s for angst but I won’t go into detail about the abuse (though I will do like slapping/spanking for smut it cannot have malicious meaning behind it, and there is always consent for that)

Also let me put this by itself, pregnancy is also way off the table. It’s 6 feet underground. I understand it’s part of life and it’s beautiful , and that’s for people to decide but personally I find just the concept of that horrifying and gross. I do breeding kink yes, but no description of pregnancy. (No hate to pregnant people I just can’t stand the concept of pregnancy in any form.)

MARVEL:

☆ Tony Stark

☆ Steve Rogers

☆ Bruce Banner

☆ Natasha Romanoff

☆ Clint Barton

☆ Bucky Barnes

☆ Sam Wilson

☆ Peter Parker

☆ Thor Odison

☆ Loki Laufeyson

☆ Dr. Stephen Strange

☆ Peter Quill

☆ Gamora

☆ Drax the destroyer

☆ Rocket the Racoon

☆ Mantis

☆ Groot

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STRANGER THINGS:

☆ Steve Harrington: Steve Harrington x FtM reader**

☆ Robin Buckley :

☆ Nancy Wheeler:

☆ Eddie Munson:

☆ Johnathan Byers:

☆ Argyle:

☆ Billy Hargrove:

☆ Mike Wheeler: Little!Mike x GN!CG!Reader

☆ Dustin Henderson

☆ Will Byers

☆ Lucas Sinclair

☆ Eleven Hopper

☆ Max Mayfield

☆ Jim Hopper:

☆ Joyce Byers:

☆ Dmitri Antonov:

Poly Requests:

HARRY POTTER/MARAUDER:

☆ Harry Potter:

☆ Ron Weasley: CG!Ron Weasley x Little!GN!reader

☆ Hermione Granger:

☆ Fred Weasley: CG!Fred Weasley x Little!Fem!Reader

☆ George Weasley: George Weasley x reader ; CG!George Weasley x LittleMale!Reader

☆ Neville Longbottom: Sub!Neville x Dom!Reader**

☆ Draco Malfoy:

☆ Blaise Zambini:

☆ Enzo Berkshire:

☆ Mattheo Riddle:

☆ Theo Nott:

☆ Pansy Parkinson:

Marauders Era or Lighting Era:

☆ Lucius Malfoy:

☆ Narcissa Malfoy:

☆ Severus Snape:

☆ Bellatrix Lestrange:

☆ Barty Crouch Jr. :

☆ Evan Rosier:

☆ Pandora Rosier:

☆ Zahara Zambini:

☆ Regulus Black:

☆ Sirius Black:

☆ Remus Lupin:

☆ Lily Evans:

☆ Marlene McKinnon:

☆ Mary McDonald:

☆ Dorcas Meadows:

FANTASTIC BEASTS:

☆ Newt Scamander:

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☆Aaron Hotchner

☆ Jason Gideon

☆ Spencer Reid

☆ Derek Morgan

☆ JJ/ Jennifer Jareau

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☆ Penelope Garcia

☆ Emily Prentiss

☆ David Rossi

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☆ Anthony Bridgerton

☆ Benedict Bridgerton

☆ Colin Briderton

☆ Daphne Bridgerton

☆ Eloise Bridgerton

☆ Simon Basset

☆ Penelope Fetherington

☆ Queen Charlotte (Young)

☆ King George (Young)

Poly Requests:

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TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES:

☆ Leonardo: NSFW alphabet

☆ Raphael:

☆ Donnatelo:

☆ Michelangelo: Mikey x Reader

☆ April O'Neil:

☆ Casey Jones:

Poly Requests:

Poly!TMNT x Fem!Reader; April 4-in-1; turtles are manspreading and you want payback 😚

Poly!TMNT x Fem!Reader; Casey tries to flirt with reader but she puts down the idea and the turtles are proud

TOP GUN:

☆ Pete Mitchell "Maverick"

☆ Bradley Bradshaw "Rooster"

☆ Jake Seresin "Hangman"

☆ Natasha Trace "Phoenix"

☆ Robert Floyd "Bob"

Poly Requests:

THE HOBBIT/LOTR:

☆ Thorin

☆ Bilbo

☆ Fili

☆ Kili

☆ Dwalin

☆ Bofur

☆ Bard

☆ Legolas

☆ Tauriel

☆ Thuranduil

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☆ Carlisle Cullen

☆ Esme Cullen

☆ Emmet Cullen

☆ Rosalie Cullen

☆ Alice Cullen

☆ Jasper Cullen: CG!Jasper Hale x nb!little!reader

☆ Edward Cullen

☆ Bella Cullen/Swan

☆ Jacob Black

☆ Garrett

The Volturi:

☆ Aro

☆ Caius

☆ Marcus

Poly Requests:

THE HUNGER GAMES:

☆ Katniss Everdeen

☆ Petta Mellark

☆ Finnick Odair

☆ Johanna Mason

☆ Haymitch Abernathy

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LUCIFER:

☆ Lucifer Morningstar

☆ Mazikeen

☆ Amenadeil

☆ Chole Decker

☆ Linda Martin

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How To Train Your Dragon:

☆ Hiccup Haddock

☆ Astrid Hofferson

☆ Snotlout

☆ Ruffnut

☆ Tuffnut

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Across The SpiderVerse:

☆ Miles Morales

☆ Miguel O'Hara

Spider thoughts!

☆ Peter B. Parker

Spider thoughts!

☆ Hobie Brown

☆ Gwen Stacy

☆ Spider-Noir

Spider thoughts!

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Descendants:

☆ Mal

☆ Evie

☆ Carlos

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☆ Gil

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☆ @thoughtfulcreatornight x Raphael matchup

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I’ve redone my masterlist because I was vey unhappy with my first one, and I wanted to add pictures to go with it! I’ll also be adding all my new work onto here and my old work will be on the first masterlist! Love y’all! 💗

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south-of-heaven · 9 months

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Masterlist

Last updated: 29/3-24

Requests are open

My rules (Check before requesting please)

NSFW Headcanons Masterlist (ON HOLD)

Rhea Ripley

Damian Priest

Priestly

Dominik Mysterio

Finn Balor

The Judgement Day

Seth Rollins

Becky Lynch

Brollins

Charlynch

Charlotte Flair

Andrade

Flair-Idolo (Charlotte & Andrade)

The Four Horsewomen (WWE)

Cody Rhodes

Brody (Brandi & Cody)

Brandi Rhodes

Bayley

Baylor

Baysha

Sasha Banks

Dakota Kai

Iyo Sky

Damage Ctrl

Kairi Sane

Lyra Valkyria

The Four Horsewomen (UFC/MMA)

Marina Shafir

Ronda Rousey

Browsey

Travis Browne

Rouszler

Shayna Baszler

ShayKota/Kaiszler

Mia Yim

Jessamyn Duke

The BRE

AJ Styles

Jey Uso

Nikki Bella

Brie Bella

Trinity Fatu

Glowish

Jimmy Uso

Roman Reigns

Drew McIntyre

Sheamus

Natalya Neidhart

Ronattie

Queen of Harts

Alexa Bliss

Bianca Belair

Jadanca (Jade & Bianca)

Jade Cargill

Zelina Vega

A to Z (Aleister & Zelina)

Zekota

Carmella

Trish Stratus

Karrion Kross

Scarrion (Scarlett & Karrion)

Scarlett

Team Bestie (Trish & Lita)

Lita

The Rated R Couple (Lita & Edge)

Edge

Eddie Guerrero

Chyna

Cheddie

Shawn Michaels (On hiatus)

Triple H

Stephanie McMahon

Beth Phoenix

Phoenix-Edge (Edge & Beth)

Sonya Deville

Alicia Fox

RnR (Rhea & Raquel)

Raquel Rodriguez

Moriguez

Liv 4 Brutality

Liv Morgan

Zoey Stark

Starkszler (Shayna & Zoey)

Troey (Trish & Zoey)

Candice LeRae

Indi Hartwell

InDex

Dexter Lumis

Rhuddy (Rhea & Buddy)

Buddy Matthews

Brody King

Malakai Black

Julia Hart

House of Black

Jon Moxley

Moxuette

Renee Paquette

Claudio Castagnoli/Cesaro

Toni Storm

Saraya

Jeff Hardy

Ruby Soho/Riott

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Redemption

Bucky x reader, Morgan & Tony Stark, Alpine!

A/N: Been sitting with this idea for a while and I finally decided to write it. This doesn’t follow the events in the movies. Always wanted to see something where Bucky feels like he redeems himself with Tony, and Tony accepts Bucky. The ending felt a little rushed, might go back and edit this later but I hope you enjoy it! Please like, comment, reblog <3

Warnings: Angst (some violence), fluff

Word count: 3.4k

Bucky padded down the hall, wondering how come the left side of his bed was cold and empty this morning, though he had a sneaking suspicion of why.

“Alpine? Where’d you g-”

Bucky smiled, shaking his head as he entered the living room, watching Morgan set up her tea party, her stuffed animals and Avengers actions figures all lined in a row. In the middle, was a large fluffy cushion with the special guest of honour.

“Did you want Friskies or Temptations today Alpine?” Morgan held up two treat bags she had snuck out of Bucky’s room, nodding when Alpine pawed at the chicken treats.

“Chicken for you, shawarma for daddy’s friends, cheese burgers for daddy, Mr. Snuggle, you’ll have to share with me, I only have 1 chocolate chip cookie”

Morgan put 3 teats in a dish for Alpine, setting it in front of her. Alpine sniffed the bowl, waiting for Morgan to give her permission to eat.

“Let’s see, scotch for daddy, Thor I have Asgardian mead for you, and for Alpine- oh! I forgot your water bowl, let me go get it!”

Morgan got up, making a bee line to Bucky’s room, turning back to make sure the little white ball of fur stayed in her seat.

“Just give me a second Alpi- Oof!” She collided with a large wall of muscle, two strong hands safely catching her before she stumbled back.

“Hi Morgan” Bucky smiled softly, setting her back down “Whatcha doing?”

“Hi Mr. Barnes” grinned sheepishly, knowing he was looking for his fur baby “I’m having a tea party! But not a boring one, we can have alcohol! Did you want to join us, Alpine is the special guest”

Bucky snorted, nodding his head; he’d noticed Alpine getting slightly fuller from the many tea parties she’d attended but he didn’t mind. Alpine certainly didn’t seem to mind, enjoying the pampering and head scratches she got for hours on end.

“Is it okay if I get Alpine her water bowl?” Bucky nodded, sitting on the couch, smirking at the way Alpine stretched out, basking in the morning sun slowly blinking at him making sure he knew she loved the extra treats and extra attention.

“Here, whisky for you,” Morgan poured apple juice into a tiny tea cup, handing it over to Bucky as she continued to fill the other cups.

“Thanks Morgan” Bucky sipped from the cup, watching Alpine get up, sauntering over the Morgan’s lap while looking at looking at him, purring to her heart’s content as Morgan rubbed her furry tummy. Bucky narrowed his eyes at the dramatic feline; Alpine had taken after his personality. Quiet, reserved and picky with letting people touch her. Unless she liked them. “Spoiled princess”

The sound of footsteps echoing through the hall caused Alpine to scamper away back to the safety of Bucky’s room as you, Tony and Steve returned from another week long mission, however this one had left you shaken.

“Daddy!” Morgan shot up, running into Tony’s arms, allowing him to scoop her up, peppering her face with kisses.

“Hey princess, what have you been up to?” Tony smiled at the little set up he saw in the living room, his smile faltering as he saw Bucky on the couch.

“Havin’ a tea party. Alpine was just here, where she go Mr. Barnes?”

“Uh- probably went to use the little box, I’ll go check for you, okay?”

Bucky got up from the couch, quietly making his way back to his room shutting the door behind him. Tony swallowed thickly, as he continued to fight the conflict that plagued his mind. No it wasn’t Bucky’s fault over what happened to his parents. Hydra wasn’t his fault; the Winter Soldier wasn’t his fault. Nothing was his fault and yet when he saw him he only saw the life leaving his mothers eyes, his father’s last breaths. He fought with himself to see it differently but it was easier to keep his distance. Tony walked over to the now empty couch, setting Morgan down with him, who was now handing him his tea cup.

“Daddy?”

“Hm?”

“How come you don’t like Mr. Barnes?”

“I- who said-” Tony shook his head, his daughter was insightful and it wasn’t the first time she had asked this question, unhappy she was never given a straight forward answer.

“He always leaves when you come and you don’t stop him” She mumbled, disappointed Alpine hadn’t finished her treats and disliking the tension that filled the air. “He always stays for the tea party until you come”. Tony sighed, deciding to change the subject, placing his helmet on her as you made your way over to your shared bedroom with Bucky.

You knocked on the door softly, not wanting to bother him if he needed time to be alone, only getting silence in return. Your hand rested on the doorknob, noticing it had been left unlocked; something Bucky had started doing when he had nightmares and needed you by his side. He left the doors unlocked to silently let you know he wanted you with him. You opened the door, your heart breaking at the sight.

Bucky’s eyes were red and puffy as he sat against the bed, tears streamed down his face, his eyes refusing to meet yours. His metal arm clenched as he stared off at nothing, his mind racing over the people he’d killed, the screams, the families he’d destroyed, the people that wished he were better off dead, the loved ones he’d never be able to bring back.

“Baby…” You walked over to him, sitting on the edge of the bed, wiping away the tears that spilled down his cheeks. You kissed his forehead as he closed his eyes, his forehead resting against yours, his breaths ragged. Your thumbs caressed his face silently letting him melt against your touch, wishing you could take away the pain that haunted him.

“I’ll always be him” His eyes squeezed shut as he saw flashes of his cell, the wires and needles that injected him, the chains and locks that caged him in place.

“Bubba, you’re not him, this is different. Not everyone sees you that way anymore; you know he’s forgiven you its just…” Your voice trailed off as Bucky nodded. He didn’t expect Tony to ever fully forgive him for what he’d done. He was grateful he’d been allowed to stay at the compound but he always felt out of place knowing the pain he caused whenever Tony looked at him. Bucky pulled you into his lap, resting his head against your chest and you rocked him, kissing his hair.

“I miss you when you leave” His voice, barely above a whisper, wrapped his arms tighter around you, the only place he felt safe, wanted, loved. “How was the mission?”

Your breath hitched, curling into Bucky’s lap as he held you, shaking, recalling the mission that left you reeling. The hydra base was empty but it was what they’d left behind that haunted you; thousands of files with footage from the compound; Pepper and Tony’s wedding, images from the training rooms, you cuddling with Bucky on the couch, the day Tony brought Morgan from the hospital. Steve had to remove Tony from the facility as the footage showed Morgan in her bed, a red laser pointed at her sleeping form before cutting off. They wanted you to see the footage. They wanted you to know they were watching. You closed your eyes, clinging onto Bucky, your heart racing over what was going to come. “It’s not over, they’ll be back”

***

The next few weeks were uneventful though Tony had reset all the security systems, updated the compound system to respond quicker to emergencies and increased surveillance.

“Daddy you said we could play with the jet pack today” Morgan clung onto Tony as he reluctantly suited up, responding to an urgent call from Fury.

“I know, I promise I’ll take you as soon as I’m back okay?” Tony placed a kiss on her forehead, setting her down beside you. “I love you 3000”

“I love you 3000”

You giggled looking at Morgan’s pouty face as she tugged you back to the living room, plopping down onto the couch, sighing. You sat down beside her, contemplating on just how much mischief you’d both be able to get up to without getting into too much trouble.

“We have the whole compound to ourselves Morgan, what do you want to do?” Steve and Nat had left with Tony, Bucky had been in the training room with Sam and Pepper was busy in the lab. You grinned as you saw the gears in her head turning, her previous pout replaced with a toothy grin.

“Can we make cookies?! And watch movies?”

“We can do anything you want Stark jr.”

Morgan hopped from the couch running to the large kitchen, pulling out ever possible ingredient she could think of along with all the bowls and measuring cups. You’d managed to bake 3 batches of cookies without causing too much of a disaster, saving a small bowl of cookie dough to eat for the movie night.

You settled beside Morgan in the living room, deciding on a Disney movie, as you both built an elaborate pillow fort to sit in while watching. You laid out all the snacks and cookies along with the cookie dough, and some milk.

Bucky walked through the living room, smiling at the heap of pillows and sheets that were piled in front of the large screen, soft giggles emerging from you were curled under. He passed by to see you and Morgan curled under a large fluffy blanket.

“Hi Mr. Barnes! Did you want to join us? We’re watching Beauty and the Beast” Morgan smiled at him hopefully; he was always a gentleman at her tea parties even if he didn’t stay the entire time.

Bucky shook his head, knowing it wasn’t his place to stay, his heart breaking as he saw her smile fall. “Next time sweet heart; have fun with y/n, okay?”

Morgan nodded, snuggling into your side, her eyes widening as she remembered something.

“Wait! Here!” She grabbed a cookie, shoving it into his metal hand, “We made them today!”

Bucky smiled, ruffling Morgan’s hair and giving you a quick peck on the cheek before going to his floor.

You were heavily engrossed in the movie when the screen went blank for a moment; seconds later the entire compound going dark. You sat up feeling around the floor for your phone, confused about why the backup generators hadn’t immediately started up. Something wasn’t right. Morgan clung onto you as you turned on a flash light, your heart racing as you heard movement from outside.

“Morgan, I’m going to take you to your room and then see why the power went out, okay? Don’t open the door for anyone, I’ll come and get you”

Morgan nodded, silently clinging onto you as you carried her to her room, closing the door softly, instructing her how to manually secure it from the inside. Sam met you in the hall with Bucky, suited with his Falcon wings as red wing detected a number of Hydra agents surrounding the compound.

“There’s at least 30 of them and they’ve hacked all the systems, there’s nothing to keep them out”

You ran down the hallway to get your gear, hardly making it to your room before running in the first agent, swiftly breaking his neck with a kick before grabbing your knives and loading your guns. You quickly suited up, sprinting down the hall where Bucky had left a trail of 5 bodies.

A harsh red light flooded the compound entrance as more agents emerged from a jet, each one steadily moving towards the building. Sam flew through the air, successfully wiping out two jets, before more of Hydra could attack. You pulled your knives out, precisely slicing through agents, leaving them to bleed out, hoping the danger would remain outside.

The sudden explosion from inside the compound sent you flying, cement and glass cutting your skin, your ears ringing, blood clouding your vision. The bomb had caused shrapnel to fly through the air, lodging into Sam’s wings as he fell to the ground, his suit damaged from the impact. You lay on the ground, your breaths laboured as Bucky ran over to you, kneeling by your side, his hands frantically wiping the blood away from your face.

“Y/N, Baby, baby look at me, talk to me sweet heart, say something ” His voice pleaded with you as you struggled to speak, dust clouding your lungs and you coughed, your mind immediately racing to Morgan who was still inside.

“M-Mor…” You coughed, blood dripping from your lips and you weakly pointed to the raging fire that engulfed half the building. “S-she’s inside”

Bucky eyes widened in horror, giving into the blood lust he kept inside, no hydra agent that stood in his way left alive as his metal hand grasped them, quickly snapping the life out of them. He ran towards the compound, the heat and smoke burning his skin as he made his way upstairs. Bucky sprinted through the halls, fire nipping at his skin, the smoke filling his lungs as he reached Morgan’s room. He didn’t waste time breaking through the door as Morgan hid under her sheets, eyes wide as she held Alpine, who had snuck into her room earlier.

“Morgan, it’s me” Bucky said softly, lifting her into his arms, his heart racing as he tried to figure out the safest way to get her out. Morgan clung on him, Alpine tucked in her arm as she sniffled.

“I’m going to take you outside, okay sweetheart? I need you to hold your breath for me until we get outside, don’t look up, close your eyes”

***

Sam groaned, seeing a faint red and gold figure land nearby, running to his side. His eyes focused as he saw Tony’s wide eyes, looking down at him, panic on his face.

“Tony…” Sam struggled to speak, groaning as he lay on the ground, while Steve and Nat fought off the few agents that had escaped Bucky’s wrath.

“This was their fucking plan, the mission was a distraction” Tony’s heart raced as he saw the destruction around him, hydra agents littered all over. His ability to breathe stopped as he saw Peppers blue and gold suit trapped under rubble, running to her side. He managed to blast the larder bricks of cement, pulling her out, his ability to think clearly faltering “FRIDAY, I need medics sent to the compound, NOW”

***

Morgan nodded, taking a deep breath, her arms clinging around Bucky’s neck as she buried her face in his shoulder. Bucky wrapped his leather jacket around her before speeding down the hallway, his large arms shielding her from the flames, smoke burning his lungs as he panted. He felt deep gashes on his skin as the ceiling began the crumble. His metal arm cradled her head, protecting her from the burning pieces that continued to fall.

“You’re…you’re doing good Morgan,” Bucky’s breaths were labored as he struggled to breathe from the fire, the exit a few steps away, “Just…just a little…just a little more, o-okay?”

***

“Morgan? WHERE’S MORGAN” Tony cradled Pepper, as the medics ran to her aid, whisking her away along with you and Sam. He stood up, ready to enter the compound as he saw Bucky run with Morgan in his arms. Bucky managed to get to Tony, his footsteps heavy, vision blurry, barely able to set Morgan down before collapsing to the ground. Steve ran to Bucky’s side as Tony cradled Morgan, looking over her for injures.

“Honey look at me, are you okay, did you get hurt?”

Morgan shook her head, as she kept herself wrapped in Bucky’s large jacket, hugging Alpine as she mewed, trying to escape and check on her favorite super soldier.

“I’m okay daddy, Mr. Barnes came to get me”

Her face fell as she saw Bucky on the ground, medics struggling to revive him, swiftly taking him away to the med bay that hadn’t been destroyed.

***

“You’re a hero Bucky, you saved Morgan, and Morgan saved your little fur baby”

“Bucky, wake up, Pepper’s here to see you”

“Alpine misses you, she won’t leave your Henley alone, and she’s taken up your side of the bed”

“I love you bubs, please say something”

Bucky hadn’t woken up in three days; the serum worked quickly to heal the gashes on his skin but hadn’t been as successful with the smoke inhalation. As soon as you were treated, you stayed by his side, insisting that your stitches would heal just fine without needing bed rest for your injuries. You cradled his face, your fingers brushing over his scruffy cheek the way he loved, hoping he’d be able to hear everything you said to him over the last few days even if he was unconscious.

***

“Daddy?” Morgan poked her head in Tony’s lab as he tinkered with his helmet, a habit he’d picked up on when his mind worked faster than he was able to comprehend. “Hey Morgan” Tony set down his helmet, noticing the way his daughter shifted on her feet, her little hands struggling to hold the giant card she had behind her back.

“Where’s Mr. Barnes?”

“He’s…did you want to go and see him?” Morgan nodded, smiling as Tony carried her, making his way over to the infirmary.

“WAIT!” Morgan shimmied out of his hold, running towards the stairs.

“Where you going Maguna?”

“I have to get something from Mr. Barnes’s room!”

“Wait, I don’t think he-

“I’m always allowed, he said its okay!”

Tony shook his head in amusement, recalling number one rule of no one being allowed in Bucky’s room with the recent exception of y/n (and Alpine).

***

“Please wake up baby” Your pleading voice caused Bucky to stir. He felt the side of the bed dip softy, a small hand holding his arm and 4 tiny paws clambering onto his chest. His eyes struggled to adjust to the light; three fuzzy figures were near him, a particularly fluffy one significantly close, nuzzling his face.

“Hey Alp” Bucky’s voice was rough, his lungs and throat stinging, still recovering. He turned towards you, immediately showered in soft kisses all over his face.

“We missed you baby” Tears streamed down your face as Alpine made herself comfortable in the crook of Bucky’s neck. “You have another visitor”

Morgan smiled softly, her hand holding Bucky’s metal one. A giant card was placed in his lap along with a small basket of plums with some balloons tied to the handle.

“I made a card for you! Daddy helped me pick some of the plums from the tree; we used his suit to get the ones that were all the way at the top!”

Bucky squeezed her hand gently, nodding as she smiled proudly.

“Thank you for coming to get me”

“Anytime, sweet heart”

Morgan took Alpine in her lap, petting her as Bucky closed his eyes, leaning into your touch as you gently stroked his forehead.

Tony leaned by the door, watching what he almost lost because he wasn’t there, his heart racing again because he knew what would have happened if Bucky didn’t rescue Morgan. He felt something new; clarity. He took a deep breath before walking in, he wasn’t one to feel nervous but the thought of almost losing his daughter had him on edge.

“I- Thank you Bucky”

Bucky’s eyes shot open as he heard Tony’s voice, he wasn’t sure if he was unconscious again. He still felt your touch, Morgan and Alpine sitting on the bed and the weight of the basket, he was very much awake. Bucky looked over at Tony’s soft face, his throat tightening, eyes stinging because he had chased redemption for so long. For the first time he heard warmth in Tony’s voice. Acceptance.

“I’m sorr-”

“No. That wasn’t you. It was never you” Tony stopped Bucky before he could finish, he felt guilt; it shouldn’t have taken this incident for him to completely forgive Bucky for what happened to his parents. “I don’t blame you. For anything” Bucky nodded, his heart feeling lighter, a weight lifted off him; he was more than the Winter Soldier.

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graciegoeskrazy · 4 months

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marvel masterlist

last updated: 2/27/23

newest ones in bold!

b u c k y b a r n e s

not my first rodeo (Bucky + Teen!reader)

untitled something (Bucky + Teen!reader)

Irreplaceable (Bucky + Teen!Daughter!reader)

Changes (Bucky + Teen!Daughter!reader)

Therapy (Bucky + Teen!Daughter!reader)

Finding the New (Bucky + Teen!Daughter!reader)

amending not avenging (Bucky + Morgan Stark)

s t e v e r o g e r s

don’t you let me fall (Steve + Teen!Daughter!reader)

m a t t m u r d o c k

love it if we made it (Matt + Queer!Teen!Daughter!reader)

guilty as sin (Matt + Teen!Daughter!reader + Elecktra)

a m e r i c a c h a v e z

come back to me and i’ll come back to you (Strange + America)

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wellntruly · 1 year

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Some M*A*S*H laugh track thoughts (laugh talk), just because I'm having them.

The News, as it were, is that I’ve managed to push past my initial bounce right off no-laugh-track M*A*S*H, and have been catching some episodes without it as I was confirming my B-sides.

It is still true that I’ll get distracted in spots noticing that a scene is paced to something no longer there. This could, however, be an occupational hazard. It was once my actual job to pay attention to the rhythm of an edit of a TV episode, noting that we needed a bit longer of a beat here, or needed to tighten that cut there. But noticing this sort of thing is now mostly my curse—the rest of you don’t have to live like this.

It is also still true that particularly in those earlier days, where the laughter is almost always just ebbing and flowing around any non-operating scenes, to me it really functions much more like a score than anything. It was just part of the audio texture of the show, something I was just resting on, or kind of wrapped up in like a thick cozy blanket. That first episode I tried to watch without it, I felt like that blanket had been pulled off, leaving me feeling a little stark and cold.

However! It is also true, that some scenes? Do play quite different without a laugh track, play better. And in many different moods! I’ve seen characters reveal themselves in certain moments to have been funnier, needier, cuter, sadder. There was a scene of Radar selling Hawkeye shoes that had hardly registered with me with the laugh track underscoring it, that without it was suddenly so sweet and pathetic and lovable. Also, sometimes, scenes play worse! There it’s almost always that the characters feel more callous (that coldness, again). You also, of course, entirely lose the impact of the moments where the laughter goes away. Coldness in a different way (cold big good).

Toggling between the two sometimes reveals things about the actors’ performances as well, which I find really interesting. I only saw a couple from his era laugh-free, but I’m pretty sure Harry Morgan is funnier when the timing is all up to him. Loretta Swit is a fucking professional and built in so much space in the early days of her just making expressions and humph!-ing that she knew would play great with the track, suddenly making her deliveries feel oddly slow without it. Alan Alda, burlesque baby, is playing Hawkeye Pierce as someone who himself is also always waiting for the laugh, so his character feels entirely consistent across any form, which is fascinating and also makes me helplessly shove my hands into my hair. Silence around William Christopher’s Father Mulcahy feels awkward but it works, just a little differently; laughter version of the show is much fonder toward their chaplain.

Like how I feel about M*A*S*H in other ways, it drives me to distraction a little that I can’t have everything I like at once (later seasons Margaret, formally experimental episodes, Charles; early seasons rampant bisexuality, sharper anti-military sentiment, Henry). Sure I’m talking pie-in-the-sky, ‘give me this scene with the laugh track and then the next one without’ kind of dreams, but honestly mostly I mean on a technical level. The difference in picture quality between the restored & remastered edition on Hulu and the original broadcast version on the DVDs (as far as I can tell, the only source for the laugh-free cuts), can itself be almost laughable. Eye clarity in particular is really sapped by that low resolution, occasionally giving the Hulu version somewhat of an "unlocking the secret shrimp emotions" effect.

An interesting thing where at times the show can feel more real WITH the laughter in the background, because you can actually see into the faces of the people stuck in this tragicomic purgatory.

Then on the OTHER HAND, there’s really getting to hear the whoooole quality of Alan Alda’s voice in something like, say, this scene. (And oh my God.)

The nearest thing to like, a unified theory I’m probably gonna end up with, is that I wonder if M*A*S*H with laugh track and M*A*S*H without might be like film adaptations of books. This sets laugh-free M*A*S*H as "books," surely deeply pleasing the laugh-free M*A*S*H people who are going, correct, because the book is always better. Meanwhile the movie-first people are also nodding vigorously, with their belief that if you watch the movie first then read the novel after, you can love the movie itself, and then just get MORE and different material with the book later, picking and choosing from each to create your own personal whole of the art piece. And based on just, the very consistent anecdotes I've seen on this issue, I'm getting the feeling that similarly, starting with the laugh track version might be the surest way to love ALL the versions of M*A*S*H, every concurrently running story that this show was telling. Which, with a series this....surprisingly meta-textual, I sure want that.

#just spent this week hiding out in my bedroom with all my plants and furniture while contractors bang around downstairs #Considering #M*A*S*H #M*A*S*H hours

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falling-heights · 10 months

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☆ Arthur Morgan ☆ - I gave you all

Pt. 2

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

“E v e r y t h i n g, i n t i m e--

a l w a y s d y i n g, n e v e r d e a d”

“Leave us," Arthur removed the sweat-stained rag, allowing it to hang from his neck. The vision of a once angelic face, now burdened with sun-aged skin was revealed. As Sean passed him by, he grabbed his arm. He whispered a slew of words, too faint to understand.

"What do you plan on doing?" Arthur only released his grip, and began to unfasten the buttons of his gloves. "Come on, Arthur. I at least deserve to know what you're gonna do with her."

"Just resolving unfinished business," From his coat pocket, he retrieved a cigarette and a lone match. He struck the head against his belt, and you watched the fire illuminate his face.

His eyes had finally gone cold. The little body of fire reflected in his hollowed eyes, surrounding the orange glow with a halo of lurid blue. Hands idly lighting the cigarette and shielding the flame from wind, he stared into you with that sickening gaze.

Sean obeyed without contest. He waited, staring off into the tree line as his men retreated. You watched the Irishman's shadows slowly disappear. And then, just two remained in the forest. The woods, you realized, would be your only witness to what would happen now.

He dragged a long breath from his chest. Embers burned along the end of the cigarette, illuminating his face dimly in the stark night air. He thought for a moment, taking his eyes off of you, until, after taking another drag of his cigarette, he snickered at some strange thought. You always hated when he smoked.

"Not how you expected your night to go, is it, Junebug?" Eventually, once ridden down to a nub, he finished his smoke and crushed it underneath his boots. Once the embers had died and gone dim, his attention shot to you again.

You couldn't say it didn't hurt. Seeing him now, the lack of warmth in his eyes, a sight you still missed despite having such a soiled history.

"Shit, I almost feel bad for you," His ungloved hand reached out, first to run through loose strands of hair that hung over your face. There was something strange about his touch. It was something you'd heard once, that the body can only remember another person's touch for about a year before it forgets the feeling. But this man, it was like the way he felt would remain seared in your mind for lifetimes beyond your own. He was strangely gentle as he cleared away your face. Uncertain and profoundly confused, you did nothing in the moment to stop him, though you couldn't understand his motives.

One hand drifted to your chin, lifting your head just enough to be constraining. You found yourself struggling to calm your breath. Years of distress began to resurface, bubbling in your chest and causing a meek display of terror-induced tears that ran down your face in quick and silent, hot streams. There was some quiet sort of rage, the rekindling of some deep buried emotions that were beginning to resurface in his eyes. The softness of his touch was spoiled by the violence that was written in his gaze.

Nothing could nave truly been worse than this. not only to be at your knees in front of this man, but being so helpless to the sense of grief that consumed you now. How weak you must have looked now, how strange for such a creature as you. A murderer, and thief, and now, in this man's eyes, a traitor. But it was helplessness that left you sniveling at the feet of your enemy.

"But seeing you like this, well..." He dropped your head, his actions vacant of all the gentility that was used just moments before. Another laugh left him, this time pointed directly at you. "It'd be sad if it weren't so fitting."

Nothing was more unnerving than what ideas might be concocting in his head. What would he do, then?

Arthur decidedly pulled out a white, pearl-lined revolver. You knew it well. It had been a gift, after all. And it seemed fitting. That something given should be the same to take. He stared at it for a while. The weapon must have been something of a sentimental token once. Perhaps, it still was. After all, he’s kept it all these years.

"Sometimes, I get to thinking, nights when I can't sleep and nobody's around to hear my thoughts..." He counted bullets within the gun's wheel, then rolled it back into place. His thumb rested on the gun's hammer, but he waited, allowing the sight to settle in your mind. "About seeing you again, some day. A few months after, when your absence was still fresh in everyone's mind, I almost thought about going out to find you myself. For… a long while, nothing seemed better to me than the idea of putting a bullet right here."

Lightly, the barrel of the gun pressed itself in the middle of your head. It seemed, that such a violent fantasy still lingered along his fingertips. They twitched with excitement. He held it there, something toying with his mind. He stared placidly. Though his face bore a numb manner, you knew the sadistic visions that played feverishly in his head. His mind was like a rabid dog in a cage. It was like watching the approach of a hurricane through a large glass window, waiting for the illusion of safety to break.

"But, since you’re here now, you know that didn't happen." He raised the revolver away, however it remained held with a stressed hold. "But things just work like that, I guess. Makes all those years of hiding and running pointless, doesn't it?"

"And now, you're here, just wasting my time," He waved the gun in your direction, and he stepped away for a moment. His voice was shaken, tense, filled with a rage he must have been suppressing for years, waiting for the day that it could finally be let out. He spoke his next words lowly, in a gruff, sort of apathetic tone. "What do you think will happen now?"

"I suppose you'll kill me." The fear for your life was instinctual. Really, you should have died long ago. You, for longer than you'd known, resembled something more of a walking corpse. Something that thought, by lying to itself about what it was, could convince itself it was something else.

"What I do doesn't really make a difference anymore, does it?" He was right. The growing concern of blood loss was leaving you vulnerable. It was apparent now that if you were left untreated for more than a few hours, the possibilities would narrow to one singular decision. "Now, I could just wait. Let time will finish the job for me."

"Why didn't you?" He sat against a nearby trunk and removed his hat. His hair was deeply disheveled, matted to his head from a day's worth of sweat. It was just as easily rejuvenated when he ran a hand through it a few times, revealing thick layers of hair. The gun was set to the ground beside his thigh.

"How do you mean?"

"You could have found me easily. So, why not?" A small, patient smile graced his lips.

"I don't know, Junebug." Hearing that name, though it hurt the first time, hurt worse the second. Knowing how sentimental it had been once, and then hearing it now. Such a stark contrast. "I just kept thinking karma might deal with you on my behalf. Or, maybe a little speck of something thought that maybe I'd see you again. Not like this, but-- well, doesn't matter now, anyways."

"So, what are you waiting on now?"

Sitting there, his eyes never left you. His expression never changed; his grimace remained steady. It was almost as though he hadn’t heard you, but you knew he was thinking.

"A reason, maybe.”

“For why I left?” You. The answer was obvious, but he seemed inept to it.

He opted to remain silent, staring expectantly at you. Of course.

With eyes idly looking downward to the side, your mind lulled to memories you had not wished to relive. A grimace of a dull ire echoed behind your gaze, and haunted your visage.

It was clear he was opting to buy himself more time, a longer chance to consider what he would do now. Perhaps, in his mind, he imagined that he was being merciful. To him, this was your chance to convince him not to kill you.

And if you had any of the slightest intentions to survive this night, you would have to play along.

#arthur morgan #yandere #yandere arthur morgan #rdr2 #rdr2 fanfic #yandere rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan x reader #yandere x reader #yandere red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan fanfiction

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1-800-teax · 7 months

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Morgan’s Tea Party

Soft Loki and Bucky

Loki x reader

New Avengers Compound - New York

3:00pm

Y/n’s POV:

I am strolling through the new Avengers Compound trying to find either Loki or Bucky put I can't seem to find either of them.

I make my way to the kitchen to see Morgan dressed in her pink purple tutu, a princess tiara, and a pink boa around her neck trying to reach a pack of Oreo cookies.

"Morgan H. Stark, what are you doing?" I ask with a grin and a raised eyebrow while leaning on the wall.

"Cookies." she says innocently with a shy smile.

"Cookies? Who said you can get cookies?" I ask moving towards her with a playfully stern look on my face.

"I'm having a tea party!" she says happily.

"A tea party? And I wasn't invited." I say with a pout.

"You can come." she tells me with a sweet smile.

"Thanks." I wink at her.

"Well then, we don’t want to be late to the tea party.” I tell her with a bright smile.

Morgan giggles as I kneel in front of her. She immediately climbs onto my back.

I get up and hold Morgan with both of my arms and her arms are wrapped around my neck comfortably.

I grab ahold of the pack of Oreos with my magic and it follows me and Morgan as I make my way out of the kitchen and towards Morgan's playroom.

Morgan starts singing a song and I sing along with her dancing and spinning around as I did causing her to break out into a fit of laughter.

We reach her playroom and I open to door with my magic spinning into the room laughing with Morgan.

I come to a stop and our laugher slowly stops. I look up at the sight of Bucky and Loki dressed in tutu's, tiara's, and boa's sitting in the small chairs for Morgan's table and chair set.

My face turns into one of complete shock and surprise before I let out a huge laugh.

My knees bend as I'm laughing which gives Morgan the chance to climb off my back and grab the Oreos from my magic causing it to wisk away now that it's not in use.

I fall onto my hands and knees from laughing so hard.

I clutch my stomach and wheeze out, "Ohhhh- my stomach!" before starting to laugh again.

I finally calm down and stop laughing, only releasing a few giggles after a few moments.

I let off a breathy giggle and get up off the floor, smiling widely at the sight of Bucky and Loki who now have irritated looks on their faces.

"This is gold!" I say snapping a quick picture.

"DELETE THAT!" Loki and Bucky scream jumping up and leaping for me.

"STOP!" Morgan screams at them.

Loki and Bucky pause their actions immediately.

We turn our heads to Morgan who has a sassy look on her face and four small plastic plates with two oreo cookies each on them.

"This is supposed to be a tea party." she says sassily.

Loki and Bucky throw me a quick glare before sitting back in their seats grumpily.

I try to hide my smile and take a seat besides Loki and across from Bucky while Morgan sits next to me and across from Loki.

Morgan gets up and rushes over to her dress-up chest and grabs a blue tutu, a dark green boa, and a princess tiara for me.

I stand up and squeeze into the tutu doing a little spin which causes Morgan to giggle.

I dramatically put the boa around my neck and flip one end over my shoulder.

I bend on one knee and tilt my head for Morgan to put the tiara on my head.

"Thank you Morgs." I smile and kiss her cheek.

We go and sit back down in our sits and Bucky is smiling at Morgan as she starts to put stickers on his metal arm and Loki is looking at me lovingly.

I smile at him and blush shyly.

I take a pink glitter heart sticker and reach towards Loki sticking it on his right cheek.

He smiles and grasps my wrists before I could pull my hand away and caresses my palm placing a gentle kiss onto it.

I smile at him before pulling my hand away softly.

"How is the tea?" Morgan asks smiling brightly.

I take an imaginary sip from my tiny plastic tea set.

"You know, this is probably the best tea I've ever had in my life." I smile.

"No, Bucky! You have to hold it like this!" Morgan says to Bucky before showing him how to hold it.

She holds the teacup in one hand with her pinky out and the tiny teacup plate in her other hand positioned under the cup and takes an imaginary sip.

"Loki taught me how to do it the right way." she says.

I look over at Loki who has a proud look on his face.

I playfully roll my eyes.

We continue to play tea party with Morgan until she wanted to go outside and play football with Bucky and Sam.

I start to clean up Morgan's toys when I turn around and see Loki sitting in the small chair trying to take off all of the stickers Morgan put on him.

I giggle at the sight and shuffle towards him which catches his attention.

He lets out an exasperated sigh.

I stand in front of him and he looks up at me with an innocent look on his face.

Loki wraps his arms around my waist pulling me in closer.

I step closer towards him so I'm standing between his legs and his chin is resting on my stomach as he looks up at me so I can take the rest of the stickers off of his face.

His face is filled with love and so is mine.

"There," I say after taking all the stickers off of his face.

I turn to leave but Loki loops his fingers through the belt holes of my jeans and gently tugs me back into him.

“You know, I think you look quite beautiful in a tutu, boa and princess crown.” He says with a chuckle.

“Oh really? I think you pulled it off better than me.” I said with a giggle and he joins in.

#marvelimagines #loki x reader #loki x black!reader #loki x avenger!reader #lokilaufeyson #buckybarnes #y/n

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painofhumanity · 1 year

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@legends-and-savages gets a little Morgan

While Morgan knew better than to just talk to strangers, her mom had always told her to find a grownup if they got separated. He wasn't necessarily a grownup, but he was definitely older than her, and that would have to do. "Um. . ." she started quietly. "Excuse me? I can't find my mommy. Can you help me?"

#{🪛} morgan h. stark ; threads #legendsandsavages #closed starter #look at this baby #look at her

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sycamorelibrary754 · 4 months

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A Christmas Carol

Summary: You are visited by the spirits of three of your loved ones on Christmas Eve.

Genre: Family dynamic, Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending.

Pairings: Reader x Tony Stark, Reader x Natasha Romanoff, Reader x Vision, Reader x The Avengers (all platonic)

Word Count: 4.6k

Warnings: Mentions of past trauma, grief, and death.

A/N: This fic is based on the plot of A Christmas Carol and takes place yesterday and today in the MCU canon! Flashbacks are in italics. I really enjoyed writing this and I hope you enjoy it as well. Merry Christmas!

Every night was a futile tussle of conflicting thoughts. If you sleep, you can forget. If you forget, you feel the pain of losing them all over again in the morning. It was a tragic loop of grief that you wouldn’t wish on your worst enemy.

The Battle for Earth had sent you into a spiral of despair and darkness. How could it not? You lost your father, the woman who had become a second mother to you, and one of your best friends. It had only been two months, but those closest to you were doing their best to try and keep you afloat.

As autumn turned into winter, you receded even more into yourself. The holiday season only served as a reminder of all that you had lost. Before you knew it, Christmas Eve was upon you and a knock on your door broke you out of your grief-stricken thoughts.

“Y/N?”

You grunted in response, as Pepper slowly opened the door. A stream of morning light breaks through your dark room.

“I’m taking Morgan ice skating, I know she would love it if you came with us.”

“No, thanks.”

Pepper sighed as she took a seat next to you on the edge of your bed.

“Oh sweetheart,” her voice cracking. “Your dad wouldn’t want to see you like this.”

“That’s just it,” staring at the same spot on the wall across from your bed that you had been looking at for the better part of two months. “He’s not here to see it. Dad is gone, and he’s never coming back.”

“No, he’s not, and nothing I can say is going to bring him back. I know nothing will ever fill that hole in our hearts, but life doesn’t end for us,” emotion creeping up on her. “All we can do is keep his memory alive. Live life with the same curiosity and love that he did.

You remembered the day you walked into Stark Tower for the first time. You were six, and your mother had passed away unexpectedly. She rarely ever spoke of your father, only to say that he was very smart. You were frightened, to say the least when your mother’s attorney picked you up from Child Protective Services. It had always just been you and your mom.

What felt like an endless car ride ended with you standing in front of the most intimidating building you had ever seen in your little life. You walked into a large office with full-length windows at the opposite end that overlooked New York City. A blonde woman in a skirt and matching suit sat behind the desk, while a dark-haired man with a goatee in a t-shirt and jeans stood beside her looking very nervous.

The CPO officer greeted the two, and then there was some brief legal jargon your six-year-old mind didn’t understand.

The officer leaned down to your level, “Y/N, this is Tony. Your dad.”

Tony just stared at you wide-eyed until Pepper smacked him on the arm.

“Hi kid,” snapping out of his trance and smiling at you.

“Hi,” you said shyly.

Your dad never stopped calling you kid, even when you grew up and started fighting alongside him as an Avenger. Tony was so proud of you after your first mission. He celebrated for 24 hours straight, recounting every move you made to anyone who would listen.

But now there were no more celebrations. No more, “hey kid”, and no more late-night talks with your dad in his lab eating pizza. It all ended the moment your father snapped his fingers. Saving your life, but sacrificing his own. He was your hero, and you would miss him forever.

You threw yourself into Pepper’s arms.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come ice skating? Get out for a little bit,” rubbing her hand up and down on your back.

“No, you two go have fun,” you sighed.

“Okay, we’ll be back in a bit, please try and eat something,” rising from the bed and walking towards the door. She looked back at you one last time.

You pulled the covers back over your head and prayed for unconsciousness.

*^~^*

Your phone rang an hour later. You reached your hand out from under your blanket feeling around for the rectangle. You pulled it back into your cocoon and your eyes adjusted to the light emanating from your phone. It was Yelena. You slid your finger across the screen.

“Hello?”

“Why are you not ice skating with Pepper and the little Stark?”

“Because Christmas activities are for happy people, and I don’t even know what happy is anymore,” you admitted candidly.

“I see.”

You heard shuffling on the other end of the line before a knock on your door broke through your blanket barrier. You ignored it.

“What are you doing?”

“Well, I’m trying to get a friend to have a drink with me, but she won’t answer the damn door.”

“FRIDAY, open the door,” you grumbled as you lifted the blanket off of your head.

Yelena stood in the doorway holding a bottle of Vodka.

“I’m not in the mood, Lena.”

“I don’t care, my sister is gone and we’re having a drink,” throwing the blankets off of you.

You shivered as the air hit your body. Yelena sat down on the floor with her back up against your bed. You slid out of bed and onto the floor. The blonde took in the dark circles under your eyes and the thinness of your face. She knew you barely slept or ate these days. Her room was across from yours. Truthfully, she hadn’t been sleeping or eating well either, but she was better at hiding it. Yelena poured you both a shot of vodka. You took the shot in one fluid motion. It burned all the way down.

You could almost hear Natasha’s raspy voice.

“What happened dorogoy?” Running toward you as you stumbled off the Quinjet.

You had just come home from a solo mission. A week alone in the field, limited contact. Natasha spotted the blood on your suit but relaxed when she realized it wasn’t yours.

“I couldn’t save them all, Nat,” tears welling up in your eyes. “I wasn’t fast enough.”

You started to sway as you grew weak with exhaustion. Natasha embraced you and didn’t let go. Public displays of affection were not her thing, but when it came to you normal rules never applied. She led you inside and straight to her room. She cleaned you up and poured you a shot of vodka. You weren’t much for hard liquor, but you needed it today.

“One fluid motion,” handing it to you.

You drank the shot and slammed the glass down on the floor. It burned all the way down.

From the moment you came to live with Tony, the Black Widow had a soft spot for you. You reminded her of herself a bit. A young girl who was thrown into a new and frightening reality after the only life you had ever known was tragically torn from you.

Truthfully, there wasn’t anything Natasha wouldn’t do for you. Of course, no one could replace your mom, but Nat had become like a second mother to you. helping you with your homework, staying up late when you came home from your first date, teaching you to defend yourself when you told her you wanted to join the team.

When it was decided that the Time Heist was your only chance of beating Thanos, your father forbade you from going.

“No, Y/N! No way. I’m already going out of my mind at the thought of losing Pepper and your sister. I won’t lose you too,” Tony argued.

“I should be there, Dad! I’m a part of this team too. You need me,” you yelled.

“No,” he said firmly. “I need you to survive,” looking you in the eyes before turning and leaving your room.

You turned away in anger before picking up a pillow and throwing it toward the doorway. Natasha caught it without a flinch.

“I know how you feel, Y/N.”

“No, you don’t, you’re going to Vormir!”

“You feel like you’re being sidelined because your dad thinks he can do this without you, but that’s just it, honey,” walking toward you, “He can’t do THIS without you,” holding her arms open wide. “This life. He would never forgive himself if something happened to you… and neither would I,” tears in the redhead’s eyes.

You embraced Natasha as your tears started to fall. “I love you, Nat.” You didn’t want to let her go, but you knew it was time.

“I love you, dorogoy. See you in a minute.”

Yelena’s shot glass hitting the floor snapped you out of your flashback.

“How long are you going to stay in this room?”

“It doesn’t matter,” your eyes trained downward.

“She wouldn’t want that for you,” tilting her head to try and meet your gaze, receiving only silence in return.

“How are you doing it? How are you living?” barely above a whisper. “You had so little time with her,” finally looking up at Yelena.

She sighed deeply. “One day at a time.”

“I feel like I’ve lost another mom,” you cried.

“I know,” Yelena hugged you as her tears began to fall too.

“You want to go for a walk with me? We can throw snowballs at the LARPers,” trying to regain her composure.

“No thanks, Yelena.”

“I understand,” the blonde nodded, as she grabbed the bottle of vodka and walked toward your door. “My sister loved you, Y/N. Don’t let the way she died change the way you live.”

*^~^*

After Yelena left, you climbed back in bed. Content to spend the rest of Christmas Eve in the darkness of your grief. You dozed off again and when you awoke this time it was to the faint sound of Christmas music playing down the hall. You couldn’t understand how anyone could celebrate Christmas this year. Not without all of them.

A soft knock on the door preceded a voice you knew and loved.

“Y/N, it’s Wanda. Can I come in?”

You made something of a squeaking noise which Wanda took as a yes. The door opened slowly and the redhead poked her head inside. Her eyes wandered the room before spotting the lump in the middle of your bed. Clothes scattered across the floor and your uneaten food on the side table. She couldn’t stand to see you in this squalor. A simple wave of her hand vanished the clutter from your room.

“Your thoughts are so loud, sweetheart.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. Truthfully everyone’s thoughts are pretty loud tonight.”

“Everyone?”

“We’re having a little Christmas Eve gathering in the common area. No one’s in the mood, but Pepper and I agreed it was important for the kids to have some semblance of a normal Christmas. As best as we could give them, anyway… Please come watch the kids open a Christmas Eve gift. Billy and Tommy have been asking for you,” Wanda implored.

“I can’t go out there, Wanda. I can’t look at the kids without crying,” your words muffled by the pillow.

“Welcome to my world,” Wanda muttered.

You lowered the blankets and were met with Wanda’s green eyes. Emeralds that cut through you with ease. The same bags that graced your under eyes had found a home under hers as well.

“What is grief, if not love persevering?" Wanda said softly.

“Get that from a Hallmark card did you?” Rolling your eyes.

“No,” her eyes dropped to her lap. “Vis said that to me.”

“Oh, Wanda. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-“

“It’s okay,” caressing your cheek. “I know you’re hurting too.”

“He was my best friend.”

You sat quietly in the compound library as the sun warmed your face. You came up here now and again for some much-needed alone time. Your eyes chasing the words across the pages of Little Women, your favorite book.

The door opened, interrupting Jo’s conversation with Laurie.

“Oh, excuse me, Ms. Stark. I didn’t realize anyone was in here.”

“No, Vis. That’s okay, come on in.”

“Why, thank you. You’re too kind,” shutting the door behind him.

“What brings you to the only quiet corner of the compound?”

“I’ve come to read my daily book,” Vis stated matter-of-factly.

“You read a book every day?” Surprised by the admission.

“Yes, it only takes me a few moments, but I’ve made it a goal to read every book in this library.”

“The Mind Stone is in your forehead, aren’t you already omnipotent?” you giggled.

Yes, but I’ve found humans equal parts fascinating and odd. They think order and chaos are somehow opposites and try to control what won't be. But there is grace in their failings and elegance in their knowledge. Better still, they have taken to writing it all down,” holding up a book in excitement. “What better way to understand them than to read the words they have left behind.”

“You have a beautiful soul, Vision.”

He smirked. “I’m a synthezoid, Ms. Stark. I was not blessed with a soul.”

“Not to my eyes.”

“I remember that day,” Wanda smiled, wiping a tear from her eye as she left your thoughts. “Vis floated through my wall rambling on about how you were going to introduce him to your favorite writers, and trade books.”

You nodded silently, afraid if you said anything else that you would break down.

“I can’t imagine how you feel Wanda. You’ve lost so much already,” unable to look at the witch.

“I should know enough about loss to realize that you never really stop missing someone – you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence,” staring at the same spot in the wall that you were.

“I’ll tell the boys you aren’t feeling well,” snapping out of it.

The guilt wracking your mind as Wanda walked away.

“I love you, Y/N. Vision did too,” gently closing her door behind you.

*^~^*

It wasn’t long before the distant melody of Christmas music faded away and silence greeted you once more. You prayed for a restful sleep. One that would carry you through the next twenty-four hours so that you could forget Christmas and all that you were grieving.

Darkness fell upon your mind slowly but surely. As your clock struck 1 am, a breeze broke through the crack in your window. Small and cold, yet strong enough to bring your curtains to life. Golden light followed, illuminating your bed in a strong glow. Your eyes opened just as the light hit your cheeks. You stirred slightly as a voice emanated from the light.

“Kid… Come on, Y/N. Time to wake up.”

You sat up in a blaze of confusion and fear. The glow softened, revealing the familiar figure standing before you.

“Dad?” Your eyes were wide.

No, Santa Claus,” he scoffed. “Who else would it be?” Smiling at you like he had never left.

“This—this can’t be happening. I’m still asleep. You’re not here,” frantically trying to wake yourself up from this nightmare.

Come on, kid. After everything you’ve seen in your life, you’re going to tell me that ghosts are where your suspension of disbelief rests. I don’t buy it for a second.”

“Why are you here?” Gripping your blanket tightly.

“I’ve been watching you, Y/N. I have to admit I’m worried,” arms crossed over his chest. “My daughter doesn’t just give up when the world gets cold, that’s not how I raised you.”

“I’m not who I used to be… not without you,” bringing your knees up to your chin.

He held out his hand in front of you. “Come with me, Y/N.”

“No, Dad. I can’t,” choking up at the sight of your father reaching out for you.

“Rise, and walk with me.”

You hesitantly stood and took his hand. A surge of adrenaline coursed through your body at the feeling of his hand in yours again.

“Close your eyes, kid.”

You felt his hand resting over your heart as a warmth surrounded you.

When you opened your eyes, your bedroom was gone. You were standing on a snowbank. The fragile snowflakes were swirling around you and crunching under your feet.

“I know this place, you used to bring me here to go snowboarding when I was little,” taking in the winter scenery.

Hmm, until your broken wrist convinced Pepper that snowboarding wasn’t an appropriate activity for my little girl.”

“Hey, you were a great teacher. I felt like I could do anything,” looking around at the snow that blanketed every inch of your surroundings. “That’s how it always felt with you.”

A moment later, a child giggling broke through the muffleness of the snow.

“Come on, daddy! Faster!” You turned to see a much younger Tony Stark sliding down the small hillside on his snowboard with you in his arms.

He slowly came to a stop at the bottom of the slope and placed you down in front of him.

“Oh my God,” you whispered under your breath.

“This was our first Christmas vacation together. Right after you came to live with me, you remember? It was when you got your first—“

“My very own snowboard!!” Your younger self squealed as Tony pulled it out of a bag at the bottom of the hill. It was purple with pink polka dots. “Thank you, Daddy!”

You giggled at your innocent excitement. You watched as your dad helped you with your helmet and strapped your little feet onto the binding. “Now the key to snowboarding is bending your knees and keeping your shoulders square.”

“Woah!” Slipping slightly as you tried to gain your balance.

Tony then walked across the snow, leaving about a twenty-foot gap between father and daughter. “Okay, kid. Now bend your knees and turn your shoulders towards me.”

You looked up at your father. It may have only been twenty feet but to your six-year-old eyes, it looked like two hundred feet.

“I can’t do it,” you shouted. “It’s too far!”

“Yes, you can. Your dad is here to catch you.” Opening his arms out wide. “Every chance you take in life isn't going to be easy. But it will be worth it, I promise. You’re a Stark, Y/N, and we never give up when things get tough,” smiling at you with love in his eyes.

You hesitate slightly before bending your knees and turning your little shoulders towards Tony. Before you knew it, you were sliding down the little slope and into your dad’s loving arms.

“I did it, daddy! I did it!” You giggled with joy.

You sure did, Y/N,” lifting you over his head. “Her very first time on a snowboard ladies and gentlemen, we have a true natural here!” Your father exclaimed. Earning strange looks from the people around you.

You were overwhelmed by the cherished memory unfold before your eyes. Your father put a hand on your shoulder.

“You’re a Stark, Y/N. You don’t give up when things get tough. Pepper and Morgan need you, kid. They need you to remember who you are.”

You threw your hands around your father and sobbed. Even if this was only a dream, you thanked God for the opportunity to hug your dad again.

“I’ll always be with you, kid.”

You woke up with a shiver in your bed. Your eyes searched the room for Tony, but the room was empty. Of course, your dad wasn’t here. You rolled back over onto your side regaining your bearings.

*^~^*

As you finally began to doze off once more, you could just barely make out the blurry outline of your clock. 2 am. The light illuminating the crack below your door knocked the sleep from your eyes and the cobwebs from your brain. The door creaked opened slowly as yet another glow greeted you. This one was not as harsh, but softer and warmer. As the light gently dimmed, you recognized the silhouette immediately. Natasha.

“Nat?” Your voice cracked as your throat started to close.

“It’s okay, Y/N. I’m here,” the redhead reassured you.

“No, no you’re still on Vormir,” squeezing your eyes shut tight hoping that when you opened them again she would be gone.

“My body, yes. My soul, no,” sitting down beside you on the bed.

“I miss you so much, Nat, I don’t know how to do life without you,” words broken apart by tears as you hid your face in your hands.

“I miss you too, malyshka. Please look at me.”

You wiped your eyes and looked up at the ghost staring back at you.

“You’re more capable than you know, Y/N. From the moment that little girl walked into the tower, I knew you had something inside you that wasn’t so easily distinguished. Even if it feels dimmed now by all that you have lost, it will never truly go out. I hope it brings you some comfort to know that you’re not the only one who feels this way,” reaching for your hand.

As you felt her calloused hand wrap around yours, darkness overtook your senses, and the bed disappeared beneath you. When the darkness faded, you were no longer in your room, but in the hallway. Afternoon light still casts shadows on the walls.

“What are we doing out here?”

Natasha gestured toward your bedroom door just as it opened. Yelena emerged holding a bottle of Vodka, just as she had done a few hours prior. You watched as she closed your door behind her and walked back across the hall to her room. You followed Nat into her sister’s room. Yelena tossed the almost-empty bottle of Vodka on her bed before sitting down on the floor. Her lip trembled as tears began to slide down her cheeks. She reached inside her pocket and pulled out a strip of old photos from a Photo Booth. You recognized it immediately, both Yelena and Natasha had told you of their brief time together in Ohio. The mission that made them sisters.

“She seemed to be handling it so well,” you said to yourself.

“Oh, detka. You must know by now that Yelena buries everything until she self-destructs.”

I’ve been watching her. She has become more and more reckless on missions lately, Natasha explained. “It’s almost as if she doesn’t care whether she lives or dies…”

“That’s not true, that can’t be true is it?” You pleaded with Natasha.

“I fear if someone doesn’t notice the pain she is in soon, it may be too late.”

You called out for Yelena, but she couldn’t hear you.

“She needs you, Y/N. Don’t let what happened to me take your heart.”

“My heart left when Clint came back without you,” your eyes welling up again. “I should have been there, I should have stopped you!”

“I made a choice, detka. It wasn’t your responsibility,” wiping the tears that rolled down your face with the pad of her thumb.

“I love you, Natasha,” wrapping your arms around her.

“I love you too, Y/N. I’m always watching,” squeezing you tight.

All at once, the scene around you faded away. Your eyes shot open as you sat up in bed. She was gone.

*^~^*

You sat there in shock, unable to cope with what you had just seen. You had already lost so many, you couldn’t lose Yelena too. It was unbareable to ponder. All at once a soft whooshing sound suddenly hit your ear. You slowly backed up onto your bed until you bumped into the headboard. A hooded figure slowly floated through the wall and stopped in front of your bed.

“Who are you? What do you want?” Your voice trembling.

The hooded figure reached up and carefully removed its hood.

“Vision?” The name softly escapes your lips.

“Hello, Ms. Stark.”

“What is going on? Why is this happening to me?” Shouting in frustration.

We’re worried about you Y/N. You can’t continue down this path, you have so much more to do. So much more love to give.”

“I can’t do it, Vis. I’m so tired.” A mix of exhaustion and desperation poured out of you.

“Yes, you can, Y/N. Do you think we would have made the trip if we didn’t think you could?”

“I feel so lost,” your voice barely above a whisper.

“The ones you love are lost without you, Y/N. Every day that you spend in this room, the ties that bind this family together wither away. And once they are gone, they are gone forever.”

“What do you mean?”

“Come with me,” the synthezoid ordered.

You stood as Vision grabbed your hand. Your room melted away once more and you found yourself floating down onto an empty street.

“Where are we Vis?”

He pointed toward an entrance gate that you recognized instantly. You were on the street in front of the entrance to the compound. Snow falling softly all around you. As you walked towards the gate, a sign plastered across the metal came into view.

Avengers Compound closed indefinitely. Property sold by order of Pepper Stark, Stark Industries CEO.

“What is this Vision? Where is everyone?”

They’re gone, Ms. Stark. The Avengers are no more.“

“But, but…,” you stuttered. “I don’t understand?” Starting to panic.

A wave of his hand produced a newspaper that he somberly handed to you. The color drained from your face as you read the headline.

Avengers Are No More: The loss of the late Tony Stark’s eldest daughter proves to be the final straw for Earth’s Mightiest Heroes.

“What is this Vis?” You could barely get the words out.

Fury begged you to go back out into the field. Despite Mrs. Stark’s protests, you are your father’s daughter; stubborn to a fault. You insisted on going alone, but you weren’t ready. Your focus was tattered and your reflexes were dulled. They couldn’t cope with losing you, Y/N. They blamed one another for what happened. It tore them apart.”

You reached for the gate in front of you, your knees going weak.

“Why are you showing me this, Vision,” tears streaming down your face as you sunk into the snow.

“Because there is still time, Y/N. Time for you to save your family and to save yourself, but you need to let your loved ones in. Find comfort in their embrace, and let them find comfort in yours.

“I will, Vis.” You sobbed “I won’t let it wither away. Please, just let me go back!”

Vision took your hands in his. You’re going to be okay, Y/N. You’re never alone. We’re always with you.”

Everything slowly faded away into nothing. You woke with a cry. You struggled to catch your breath as you touched your face and pinched your arms.

“I’m alive!” Sitting up in bed. “There’s still time.” You reassured yourself. “FRIDAY, what day is it?”

“It’s Christmas Day 2023, Ms. Stark.”

“Thank God!”

You jumped out of bed and ran out of your room.

“It’s Christmas! Wake up, you guys!” You shouted happily as you banged on Yelena and Wanda’s doors.

Pepper appeared at the end of the hall. Still in her pajamas with Morgan in her arms.

“Y/N? Are you okay? What’s going on?”

“I'm more than okay. It's Christmas and we're together! Hey, little sis! Come here,” grabbing Morgan from Pepper’s arms and kissing her cheek. “Should we go see what Santa brought you?”

“Yeah!”

You ran towards the living room with Morgan in your arms.

“What is going on?” Yelena mumbled emerging from her room with an impressive bed head.

“I was just about to ask the same question,” Wanda added. She wiped her eyes as Billy and Tommy ran past her towards the Christmas tree.

“A Christmas miracle,” Pepper whispered.

#mcu #the avengers #comfort #angst with a happy ending #tony stark #pepper potts #morgan stark #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #vision #a christmas carol

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It's that time of year again! Here's my 2022 Irondad and Spiderson Holiday Fic Rec List. There are some new fics, some tried and true fics, and some shameless self-promotion! (In order newest to oldest)

🎄 Of Fruit Mince Tarts and Marshmallows by TheJBomb

No Archive Warnings Apply || Not Rated || Posted Dec. 7 2022

One second Peter’s wallowing on his couch and the next Tony is driving him back to the tower for hot chocolate and Christmas movies.

🎄 Candy Cane; Pain or Joy by inkinmyheartandonthepage @inkinmyheartandonthepage

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Posted Aug. 19 2022

Tony wants this to be the best Christmas party for Peter and bans peppermint from the tower forgetting that Peter isn't allergic.

[this fis is part of the We Forgot Peter series]

🎄 A Christmas Story by Captain_Panda

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated T || Posted Dec. 25 2021

As the lead conductor on the Polar Express, Tony Stark does not need a run-in with a caribou herd on Christmas Eve.

But he does get a Steve out of it.

🎄 The Hottest Toy of the Season by niniblack @niniblack

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated T || Posted Dec. 25 2021

“You got that Iron Man toy, right?” May asks, the night before Christmas Eve.

“Oh,” Ben says. “The action figure. Right. I, um…”

“You did not forget to buy that,” she says, voice firm. “That is the only thing Peter has talked about all month. He is obsessed with that damn flying tin can.”

“I got it,” Ben says. “Of course I got it.” He smiles at her, nodding. “C’mon May, would I forget that?”He totally forgot that.

- - -

A Jingle All the Way AU with the Parkers, circa 2009. Merry Christmas!

🎄 50 Christmas Ornaments My True Love Gave To Me by joyful_soul_collector @joyful-soul-collector

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Posted Dec 24 2020

It was Christmastime in the Stark-Rhodes-Potts’ household, with Tony, Rhodey, Pepper, Peter, and Morgan all sitting at the table. Jingle Bells was playing quietly in the background, and each one of them was working on decorating a clear plastic christmas bauble, a growing pile of colorful ornaments in the center of the table.

The Iron Family gets carried away making Christmas ornaments, and Peter talks to his dad about asexuality

[This fic is part of the Irondad Oneshots Series]

🎄 Peter Parker's Pickle Predicament by dontmockmyawkwardness @dontmockmyawkwardness

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Posted Dec. 19 2020

Peter Parker takes it upon himself to bring Christmas cheer to New York City this year. It's all fun and games until he finds himself in a sticky situation in the middle of Rockefeller Plaza. Can an old man in a red suit fly in and help save Christmas?

🎄 new york's santa by hailfire_73 @hailfire-73

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Posted Dec. 15 2019

“Are you Santa?”

Tony rolled his eyes. “You really think I have the time to be a glorified cosplayer?”

“I didn’t even think you knew what a cosplayer was…” said Peter, trailing off. He shook his head, refusing to let his mind wander from the topic. “Where do you keep the reindeer? Can I meet them?”

New York City has it's own Santa, and Peter discovers it's Tony Stark, because of course it is.

irondad bingo: holiday

[This fic is part of the irondad bingo series]

🎄 A Tony Stark Carol by Insanus Navicularis (DiDive)

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Posted Dec. 19 2018

Tony Stark has always hated Christmas and always will, nothing is going to make him change his opinion- not Rhodey, not Pepper, not Peter... or that’s what he thought before the night the spirit of his long dead friend, Yinsen, visted him.

Inspired by a Christmas Carol but it’s actually really different, Tony isn’t an asshole like Scrooge in the first stave of the book.

Warning for swearing. Irondad fluff.

“"God, kid... Peter... I'm so sorry, I love you, I really do, I just don't know how to express it sometimes" he told the kid softly, his face scrunched as he refused to start crying once again during that night.“

🎄 Honorary Parker by parkrstark

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Posted Dec. 29 2017

Tony lets it slip to Peter that he'll be spending Christmas alone. Peter refuses to let that happen.

...And Last but not least! My Shameless Self-Promotion

🎄 Peter Parker’s December Shenanigans

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Posted Dec 2019

A collection of related short stories that center around Winter/ChristmasEverything from Advent to New Year’s Eve.

🎄 Secret Sugarplum Spiderling

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Posted Dec 2020

Peter has been taking ballet for nearly as long as he can remember and all of his hard work has finally paid off. He’s been cast as the Cavelier to the Sugarplum Fairy in his Performing Arts School’s production of The Nutcracker. It’s a big deal and it’s going to take up a good bit of time but… he’s just not sure he’s ready for his mentor to know about that particular hobby just yet.

He’s sure it’ll be fine …

All he has to do is show up at the studio on time, keep his grades up, make sure to see Tony on a regular enough basis that he doesn’t worry and try to squeeze in some patrolling in between. It’s that simple. Right?

❄️ Holiday Traditions

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Posted Dec 2020

When a brief misunderstanding leaves Morgan thinking that Peter doesn’t like Christmas, Peter decides that it would be fun to teach her more about Hanukkah. In order to do so, he and May invite the Starks’ to share in some of their holiday traditions.

🎄 Well, Merry Sickmas, I Guess

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Posted Dec 2021

Peter is sick, Christmas is right around the corner and May had no idea how to help him. Naturally they end up in Tony’s medbay. It doesn’t take long for Peter to be diagnosed with nothing more than some mild dehydration and a nasty stomach bug. However, knowing she can’t take Peter to just any hospital should things go downhill, leaves May feeling a little nervous.…And that’s how Peter and May end up spending the holiday with Tony Stark in his Penthouse apartment.

And remember! If you read any of the above-mentioned fics, please be sure to let the author know how much you enjoyed their work! Kudos and comments are always appreciated!

Be on the lookout for my 2022 Christmas fic, Merry Stitchmas! I'm sure I'll be posting it soon!!

[Peronsally, I love knowing my older fics are still being found, read, and loved!]

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