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avengersnewb · 10 months

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Not Part of the Plan (9k, M)

Omega Tony was not planning to go against the plan: to mate with Tiberius Stone, take care of his alpha's needs, to remember at all times that he was just an omega. Tony was not planning to fall in love and yet, somehow, Steve Rogers happened to him. Omega Tony, Alpha Steve, Pre-serum Steve, Falling In Love, Fluff, Light Angst, Protective Steve Rogers, Getting Married, Dogs Obadiah is a terrible, terrible person, Alternate Universe - Medieval

The villagers were fishing down the river.

That was odd, Tony thought. He couldn’t remember the last time he had seen anyone fish in Starkdale, as the carp were too hard to catch and too small for the trouble. Father had plans to purchase salmon and trout fingerlings to cultivate in the river before the god-forsaken voyage, which of course Obadiah had no intention to execute.

Tony stopped his horse a few feet behind the alphas, distracted for a breath by a hunter hound running around them.

“The Irish peasants,” Obadiah said, in that contemptuous manner Tony had learnt to loath over the years. “Why am I not surprised? You lot are, of course, too dim to understand that you need permission before exploiting my property.”

Tony shook his head, letting out a breath. He knew the Irish villagers. Most had moved to the village after the Great Famine, except for Mister Barnes, who showed up out of nowhere, stole Peggy’s heart and stayed. They were of course not dim, and the fish—the manor never cared about the fish as far as Tony could remember.

“My lord,” Peggy said from inside the water, her form half in Tony’s view. “The crop was too thin this year. The sheds are left empty after the aid.”

Obadiah considered Peggy for a breath, the surroundings terribly quiet, save for the running water. Even the hound had stopped barking at the riders. “Who’s to blame for the crop? Who is responsible for the crop? I’m dealing with enough trouble with how little your aids are, scramming to beef it up to save you slugs from the Royal wrath.”

“We did all we could, my Lord, everything we knew to stop the pest, we tried.” Mister Barnes said, voice even. “The villagers are hungry, my Lord, the younglings falling ill from weakness.”

“It’s the fish season, my Lord,” Peggy said, taking a step closer to Mister Barnes, the water splashing around her ankles. “Please allow us to take what we have caught—”

“Fall silent, you impeccable whore,” Obadiah bellowed. The dog ran away, out of sight into the woods. “You do as the manor tells you to do. Leave whatever you have caught, and get lost before my eyes.”

Peggy took another step, flushed against Mister Barnes’ side, her face flushed, lips thin. Tony led the horse a little closer on instinct, heart pounding, biting the inside of his cheek to keep silent.

“This is not just, Lord Stane,” came a voice, a silhouette entering Tony’s view. “The manor cannot tell us to die, sir, we—” the alpha said, swallowing, breathing in. “—we need to eat, our young ones, our elderly, we—we deserve a fair ration.”

Tony’s heart quickened. He had never met this alpha, he was certain. He was smaller than alphas usually were, but with that deep, commanding voice, those piercing blue eyes, and how he was standing his ground with Obadiah—Who was this guy?

“Justice?” Obadiah said with a snort. “You think you’re a free man here, talking back, babbling about what I can do? What was your name?”

Mister Barnes looked back to the alpha. “My Lord, please forgive us, Mister Rogers is still getting used to how we do things around here.”

“We’ll leave, now,” Peggy said, reaching to grasp at Mister Rogers’ mostly wet tunic. “Steve? Come along, please, we shall—”

Mister Rogers considered Obadiah with gritted teeth, fire burning deep in his eyes, swaying slowly as Peggy tugged at him, before he finally resigned and followed Mister Barnes to help him gather their gear.

“It’s your lucky day, you little rodent,” Obadiah called after them, as they exited the water and loaded their wagon. “I wouldn’t be so generous with you if—come closer Anthony—if we were not in the company of a noble omega.” Tony clicked his tongue and squeezed his feet on the horse’s calves. “Here, Anthony, my dear,” Obadiah continued, tone too warm for the occasion. “I want you to accompany Mister Stone down here on his next visit. He is planning to reroute the water to the east, to build a new water mill.”

He continued on, explaining Mister Stone’s glorious plans. Tony listened, nodding with a tight smile, glancing at the villagers at the end of the road, heads bowed, buckets of fish left by the edge of the water. Tears welled up behind his eyelids when Obadiah ordered the guard to throw the fish back into the water. The cart was nowhere to be seen down the road; at least they wouldn’t see all the dead fish floating on the surface.

Tony did.

It was all that was on his mind, riding back to the mansion; all he could think about with a turning stomach as he played with his food at the dinner table. He tossed and turned in his bed, thinking of the hungry villagers, and had troubled dreams when he finally fell asleep, drowning in a dark river filled with dead fish.

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My collaboration with amazing @mairithetree for @cap-ironman RBB 2023 was posted a bit ago but I was so exhausted (and had two other deadlines after that back to back :)) ) that I totally forgot to post about it on tumblr! Hope you guys give it a go and let us know what you think!

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winterspiderpurrs · 6 months

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" Do we have sunblock?"

The sound of some ruffled fabric could be heard.

"No, don't see any in the bag. Add to the list!"

" That it? I can head out while you finish packing, but call me before I get back. I ain't going back to the store once I'm back home. "

" I know I know, if its not on the list it doesn't get picked up" a laugh is heard and then the sound of a zipper

" I'll start sorting the suitcase out, oh! Add condoms only got a couple left. "

" We don't need them,"

" Babe, I know you. We need them. "

" We can go without this time. It's fine. "

" You know that the birth control doesn't work for you, and with no condom? Do you want to get pregnant ?" There was laugh.

" Yes. Sure.... if you want"

There was a crash from the bedroom and then the sound of running feet.

Bucky and Peter face each other staring each other down.

Bucky clears his throat and then looks down at the list. " I can add them on to th-"

" NO! I mean... no.. if ..if your sure? "

Peter touches Bucky arm.

" Yeah... been thinkin' about it.... wanna pup.. your pup.."

Peter moves his arms to pull Bucky into a hug. He nuzzles at his collar bone before getting up on his tiptoes to kiss along the mating bite he left there 3 years earlier.

" Yeah? You know I'll give you anything you want... your MY Omega, and if you want a pup... "

He squeezes Bucky again and kisses his jaw.

" I'll never force you to have my pup. But it would be an honor for you to be willin to carry our pup... I love you Bucky"

Bucky leans down and kisses Peter, wrapping his arms around him now. " I love you too Alpha... Peter..."

Peter smiles brightly up at Bucky.

" I can't wait to see the look on Tony's face when we tell him"

Bucky laughs and shakes his head.

" Steve is gonna cry and I bet you anything that Tony will be knocked up not long after we announce it"

#writing prompt #winterspider #peter parker x bucky barnes #omegaverse au #alpha beta omega #abo #alpha peter parker #omega bucky barnes #alpha steve #omega tony #winterspiderpurrs #stony

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no-gorms · 2 years

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Speaking of omegaverse from your last ask... maybeeeee one day you'd write a tony mpreg fic. Doesn't even have to be omegaverse. I'll take implied or post mpreg too 🥺 I'll be hoping and waiting 💛 meanwhile I'm going to sit myself down and read your newest fic! Have a nice day!

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Hmmm🤔 I'm not interested in a long fic, no, but how about a tiny one? You can take this mpreg ficlet as a standalone established relationship or futurefic for any of the a/b/o Steve/Tony fics I've posted.

Tony’s been busy in the workshop all afternoon, but as soon as FRIDAY gives him the head’s up, he drops everything and is out of there. This is, for the most part, not that different from his usual routine when an away team returns after a mission, but the eagerness of his steps has taken a new flavor as of late.

Steve is just coming down the Quinjet ramp when Tony makes it up to the hangar. Tony quickly notes that all teammates are upright and mobile, and expends the minimal amount of effort to be polite in acknowledging them. That done, he immediately turns to Steve and says, “How we doing? What’s our status?”

Steve tucks his helmet under his arm and smiles wryly. “Hello to you, too, Tony.”

“Going to take that to mean that there’s no serious injuries, but no telling on the less serious.” Tony immediately starts touching Steve, pushing at his combat suit here and there to show where it’s damaged, because the armor at least won’t lie.

“Minimal, I promise,” Steve says.

“Good, good, good. How’s your adrenaline?” Tony says. “Riding high?”

“Okay, out of here,” Sam says as he quickly walks past.

“Don’t mind him,” Steve says, just as Tony is about to snark at Sam. “Did you have a good day?”

“Yep, very productive, but not as productive as it’s about to be.” Tony loops his arm into Steve’s and pulls. “Hut hut, time’s a-wasting! We got a full afternoon ahead of us, and there’s baby-making on the agenda.”

“Wow, all right,” Steve says, though he lets himself be dragged along. “That’s very romantic. You’re not going to make an effort for me?”

“Please,” Tony scoffs. “You want me no matter what I look like. Or say.”

“Ah, guilty.” Steve follows Tony into the elevator – just the two of them, the rest coincidentally deciding to hang back – and watches with an amused eye as Tony jabs at the button furiously as if he didn’t program practically everything in the building. When the elevator starts moving, Tony exhales with relief, and then with fond annoyance when Steve presses his nose against Tony’s neck, scenting him. Steve continues, “But it sounds like you’re stressing yourself out, and that can’t be good.”

“Pfft, this is the opposite of stress. This is energy, this is readiness! Anyway, I made a chart, so now we roughly know when it’s mostly likely to take and…” Tony trails off when Steve pushes at him suddenly, crowding him against the wall of the elevator just when the door opens to their personal quarters. Tony huffs a laugh, while warmth thickens down below in response to Steve’s proximity, but he puts his foot down. “Okay, yes, but not here.”

Steve pulls back. He silently wraps a hand around Tony’s wrist and steps out of the elevator, drawing Tony with him. Tony blinks up at him in confusion, because Steve’s lightly indulgent demeanor has gone, replaced with a strange alertness.

“Well,” Steve says slowly. “I don’t think you need to worry anymore.”

Tony sighs. “I love you, Steve, but I am not getting any younger and…” He trails off as he takes in Steve’s expression, which Tony now recognizes is of surety and surprise. “You’re fucking kidding me.”

“I’m not a hundred percent—”

“Serum or not, you can’t smell that on me, not this early!”

“I just really know your scent,” Steve says. “It’s… very specific, when it changes.”

Tony looks down at himself. He doesn’t feel any different, which kind of offends him. Surely he would know before Steve does, right? He pats himself, just in case, and Steve’s hands come to rest on top of his.

“I just thought I should tell you,” Steve says, almost nervously. “I won’t bed you under false pretenses.”

“I’m married to a man who still uses ‘bed’ as a verb,” Tony says wistfully. “This is the guy I’ve chosen to have a kid with.”

“Thank goodness,” Steve says. “So, uh. Do you want to check, or do you want to…”

Tony considers his options. He does want to know for sure, but on the other hand he has been worked up about this all day. Plus Steve, no matter that he sounds calm about it, does have a slightly shell-shocked wideness to his eyes that makes Tony think that having his dick sat on for a bit will help him process that they’re going to be parents. Plus going at it one more time would probably be good for morale in general.

“Right.” Tony hooks his hand into the harness by Steve’s shoulder and drags him along to the bedroom. “Test can wait.”

#scaramouche writes superhusbands fic #mpreg for ts #omegaverse #scaramouche answers asks #anonymous #alpha steve #omega tony

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roundglassesfics · 2 years

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Back to fic ideas that are living in my head rent free

I still didn’t decide if this is after Ultron or Civil War but sometime where Tony is not being treated well by the Avengers, while in a mission to a Hydra base Tony is hit with a beam and the Avengers Think he died and move on with their lives (could show what happened in a chapter or one-shot), but really Tony is actually transported to a different universe to a HYDRA/SHIELD base where they think they have a chance with having this new Tony Stark in their hands, and start the process of regressing him and turning him into an Omega with the side plan to kill the current Tony Stark and put this one in his place after brainwashing of course, and “Exposing” Tony as an Omega and taking control of his Money and the Avengers this way all being SHIELD’s back and with SHIELD’s support (WSC think that this way they can control Tony Stark).

While regressing (for easer brain washing) Tony and starting on turning him into an Omega the Villain Iron Man attacks SHIELD and sees the younger him (Thinking around 5/6 years old in body) there in one of the laps so he stages a blow up and takes his younger self back with him with all the files to see what the deal is now, making everyone who knew about this project think that the subject was dead.

Tony starts reading the files and the more he reads from the files the more he gets angry and hating SHIELD even more (Stark here doesn’t know that HYDRA is there yet, he just hates SHIELD and doesn’t trust them At. All.).

At his secret hideout (a secret lab at the Tower) he wakes Tony up and from there things get weird for both of them, a bonding process starts that usually happens between parent and child, apparently Stark being an Alpha and Tony being an Omega kick started a bonding between them being so biologically similar but different enough for the bonding to take.

Stuck together and not being able to leave until Tony stops shaking and needing physical contact and Stark stops needing Tony to always be near they start to get to know about each other and the geeking out about the alternate universe theory, and from there Tony learns that what happened to him was because of SHIELD/HYDRA, because hay SHIELD knew what they were doing to him, and were okay with it.

After planning and scheming they decided to introduce Tony as Stark’s Son from a previous relationship (one before the one he has now with Bruce Banner (the only one in the Avengers who knows Tony Stark is the villain Iron Man)), where the mother had him and didn’t tell Stark about it till she died, she was an Italian Model who quit modeling and went to live in a rural village in Italy and just died leaving Anton to be in his father’s care.

From there Stark tells Bruce to come and bond with his new ‘son’, and hide it enough for Natasha to find out and outs him to the Avengers, an interdiction is made for ‘Anton’ the Italian little omega child of Tony Stark, giving Tony the excuse of not understanding this new universe and its costumes, at first Anton wanted to immediately start helping Stark but a rule was made that he won’t help Iron Man in missions until he learns about this universe and how to act like he was from it before doing any helping.

At first the I’d like the fic to be more about getting used to the idea of being an omega and living like one (from dressing to how to act around other people and how to tell what they are from smell alone), getting used to being a child again with a surprisingly an over protective Stark as father and kind and loving Bruce as mother.

Then after getting used to living there and being an omega he starts helping in Iron Man missions dismantling SHIELD/HYDRA, and father Alpha Tony gets help from little omega Tony ‘Anton’ as his alibi, even going to so far as to make Iron Man appear in times where Tony Stark is out in public so that there is no one doubting that Tony Stark and Iron Man and two different people.

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Kinda love the idea that Omega’s here have more feminine clothing, and also seeing that the story is Anton came from a small village from Italy he would have a different style of clothing at the beginning that moves to be more American style, could even have a little rule for omegas to always wear hats when out in public, just some ideas where Tony having to get used to many different changes happening and him adapting and getting used to them, and thriving in them.

+ Love the idea that alpha Tony wakes FRYDAY to be with Anton and helping him around, even maybe helping him style and choose his clothing, and the excuse they use for giving a child an AI is that at the beginning Anton doesn’t speak English and only speaks Italian, and from there Anton gets to have JARVIS and FRYDAY which is like a dream to him because he lost JARVIS in his universe.

+Also Omega love Soft things here and Anton gets to have the softest clothes, bedding, towels, etc.

+ Anton is living the time of his life having the childhood he didn’t get to have with great parents in Tony and Bruce, even if Anton and Tony bond over fucking SHIELD/HYDRA over.

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khalixascorner · 2 years

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Be My Baby Mama Pt 5

Summary: Peter and SIM Tony accidentally end up pregnant when they spend a heat together. They decide to keep the pup but how are a superhero and a supervillain supposed to do this whole parenting thing? And what's everyone else going to say when they find out?

“Umm, Mr. Stark, can I ask you something kind of personal?” Peter asked, not sure if he was going insane or if it was actually possible. Stark raised an eyebrow but gestured for him to go on. “Are you on birth control?” Stark just looked at him like he had grown a second head, then paled for a moment before his expression totally locked down behind a blank mask.

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Tags: Peter Parker/Tony Stark, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Peter Parker, Omega Tony Stark, Mafia AU, Mob Boss Tony Stark, Villain Tony Stark, Mafia Typical Violence, no smut guys, It's all fluff, A little angst, Mpreg, Mating, SIM Tony Stark, sorta, Superior Iron Man Vol 1. (2015), Age Difference, Aged-Up Peter Parker, baby Stark, Crack Treated Seriously, Just a crack taken seriously fic where Peter and Tony get pregnant, have a pup, and fall in love, Tony is very bossy and Peter says Yes Omega all the time

If you had asked Peter, back before this started, what love was, he probably would have tried to describe the warmth in his chest, the need to protect, or something intangible. After spending a few months at the tower with Tony and his small family, he decided love was actually in the little things.

Love was Happy memorizing his coffee order and always bringing him something when the man brought drinks for everyone else. Or Pepper sending Tony home early when Peter was having a bad day, so he could cuddle with his mate. It was Rhodey offering tricks for getting Tony to eat and sleep when the Omega would get caught up in a project. Or Tony just making sure Peter had anything he needed, never making it a big deal but noting what Peter said, even in passing, and making it happen. It was even JARVIS checking in on him when everyone else was busy and the AI just knew that Peter needed company.

It was also Peter making sure Tony signed the paperwork on time for Pep or didn’t try to go somewhere without Happy at his back. He also encouraged Tony to finally get ahead on his projects that Rhodey needed too.

For Tony, he did anything he could to ease the strain on his mate as the pregnancy progressed, teaming up with JARVIS to master pregnancy safe massage, though he hadn’t convinced his mate to try it yet, and learning how to cook all of Tony’s favorites and current cravings.

Peter hadn’t felt so accepted or at home since before May had died, and he was determined to earn his place, regardless of what Tony said about it not being necessary.

Including intercepting his old team from bothering his mate.

“What exactly are you doing here?” Peter asked as he eyed Fury, Natasha, and Clint.

“We have an appointment with Stark,” Fury replied, his tone cool. Peter’s spider sense was going off but it was low grade, like a potential threat rather than an actual one.

Peter pulled his phone out, a prototype Starkphone Tony had made especially for him, and queried JARVIS to confirm that they actually had an appointment.

“Fine, follow me,” Peter said after getting confirmation. “And don’t try to wander off.”

Tony was up in his office for once, so Peter led them up, not speaking again until he had walked over to Tony’s desk.

“Hey babe, got your next appointment here,” Peter said, offering his neck to his mate. Tony smirked as he scented him, clearly enjoying the power play in front of Fury and his spies.

Peter took a spot up against the ceiling to wall windows, leaning casually against it as Tony sat back at his desk, gesturing to the seats in front of him. Fury sat while Clint and Natasha took up positions mirroring Peter’s. The alpha smirked as Clint kept glancing at him uneasily.

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Tony bit back a chuckle as he watched his little alpha toy with their unwanted guests. For a superhero with a reputation like Spider-man’s, Peter was surprisingly vindictive when it came to protecting the people he cared about. Then again, given what he had said about losing his aunt and uncle, it was understandable. Tony had no doubt his mate had meant his threats to the Avengers and would do the same to any of Tony’s enemies. At the same time, Tony had no intention of putting his mate in that position willingly. Iron Man could take care of any dirty work if it became necessary.

“So, to what do I owe this dubious pleasure?” Tony asked, leaning back in his chair. “I wasn’t aware that SI had anything of interest to the Avengers.”

“It doesn’t, however, Iron Man does,” Fury said flatly.

“What could the Avengers possibly need of Iron Man?” Tony asked with a laugh. “Last I heard, Iron Man was a little out of your jurisdiction.”

“And last I heard, Iron Man was going to be out of commission for a while,” Fury said. “Will be extra vulnerable even.”

Behind them Peter started to growl, but Tony ignored it.

“If that were true, and I’m not saying it is, what would that have to do with you and I?” Tony asked. He kept his tone pleasant, though his gaze had gotten sharper.

“The way I see it, you don’t hold the cards anymore, Stark,” Fury said. “And it’d be a shame if something preventable were to happen when Iron Man was indisposed.”

Tony heard Peter start to move behind him, but he quickly signaled the boy to stand down. Tony was no more impressed with Fury’s choices than his mate, but he wanted to hear exactly what they were offering. And threatening.

“And you have a plan for that?” Tony asked.

“Sign on as a CI of sorts for SHIELD, and we’ll make sure you- sorry- Iron Man isn’t bothered while he’s indisposed,” Fury said. “We’ll even offer extra protection from his enemies.”

“And after?” Tony couldn’t help but ask, his blood boiling at their audacity.

“After, we can make sure his little family is safe while he continues to work for the greater good,” Fury said. “Just think how much better their lives will be on the right side of the law. Or is it better for them to just be a disgraced hero and a target?”

Peter was moving almost faster than Tony could follow, and the part of him that wasn’t focused on the situation was reminded of one of the many things he liked about his young mate.

“Peter.”

All it took was one word in the tone the omega had used previously and the alpha froze. He really was such a good boy for Tony, and he had to bite back a reassuring purr when he saw the kicked puppy look the alpha was giving him. Still, Tony kept his face firm and pointed to a spot on the floor next to his chair.

“Now, Alpha.”

Peter slunk over and quickly settled at his feet, leaning his head up against Tony’s thigh. Tony dug a hand into Peter’s hair, pulling tightly for a moment before releasing it and starting to pet the boy’s head instead. The alpha had just been responding to a threat after all, so Tony wouldn’t truly punish him for it. However, he wanted to make it very clear who was in control here, not only to Peter, but to Fury and his ilk as well.

“My apologies, you see my alpha doesn’t take well to threats, and frankly, neither do I,” Tony said, turning his attention back to their guests. “So here is my proposition. You can go fuck yourselves. Iron Man doesn’t need your protection, and if you try anything during his leave of absence, he’ll be happy to let you get torn apart by his new security measures. See yourselves out and don’t let me catch you on any of my properties again.”

Fury’s face tightened at the insults but the man said nothing else, sweeping out of the room with Natasha and Clint close behind. Once they were gone, Tony turned back to the alpha at his feet.

“Look at me, Alpha, and listen well,” Tony said, his voice still deadly serious as his hand tightened in Peter’s hair once again. Peter tipped his head up and waited for Tony to continue. “If you are going to be around when people like Fury or Hammer come for meetings, you will await my orders before acting, do you understand?”

“Yes, Omega,” Peter forced out breathlessly.

“If I can’t trust you to obey, you will not be allowed in,” Tony said, still not releasing his hold. “I know you’re just trying to protect me, and I’m not saying that is wrong, but you have to trust me to know what I need, and I have to be able to trust you to trust my judgment. Do you understand?”

“I understand,” Peter said, a small whine escaping as he did. “I promise I’ll wait for your orders, Omega. I trust you, I swear.”

Tony nodded and released the alpha, causing Peter to slump against him once more.

“I’m sorry, Omega,” Peter said softly, hunching in on himself more. Tony sighed and tugged the young alpha up into his lap.

“Hey, I mean it. Wanting to protect me is ok,” Tony said, dropping small kisses on Peter’s face. “Just let me dictate how you do that unless it’s literally a life or death emergency where you don’t have time to ask.”

Peter nodded and relaxed for a moment longer in his omega’s warm hold. Then he slid off again suddenly.

“Oh crap, I was supposed to go help Pepper with paperwork,” Peter said frantically. “J, tell Pepper I’ll be there soon, and that I’m so sorry.”

Tony chuckled as his soft mate rushed out the door, coming back in not even a second later to give him a kiss goodbye before darting out again.

“How long until he realizes you told Pep he got held up?” Tony asked JARVIS as he leaned back in his chair again.

“Given that the young sir has yet to request my attention again, I do not believe he will until he reaches Ms. Potts and she tells him herself,” JARVIS said, his synthetic voice sounding amused.

Tony chuckled and turned to get back to work. He agreed with the AI’s assessment. For someone so smart, his mate could get distracted and miss the easy answer right in front of him.

#khalixa writes #but what if we– khalixa tag😳#starker #omegaverse #tony stark/peter parker #tony stark #peter parker #alpha peter #omega tony #sim tony #sim tony stark #mafia au #mafia boss tony

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sayahs-corner · 2 years

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Chapter 10 is up!

Chapter Ten Excerpt: Sorry

He was deciding what to wear when a soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

“Colonel, there’s a call for-”

Tony froze, like a deer caught in the headlights. He glanced over his shoulder to see the broad form of Steve filling the doorway silhouetted by the light from the hallway. Steve’s blue eyes were wide as a blush spread up his neck and over his cheeks. Tony met Steve’s wide eyed stare with one of his own, watching in fascination as the alpha’s lips parted and a gust of air escaped him. It took a moment to figure out what Steve was staring at.

Him. Steve was staring at him. Stark naked. No pun intended.

Normally, Tony would have made a joke to diffuse the sudden tension that filled the air. He might have even spun in a circle and made a sweeping bow if it had been anyone else that had walked into the room. The thought came to him, and just as quickly fled. All he could do, it seemed, was stare back shocked at the hot look that had entered Steve’s eyes as they traced a molten path from his shoulders to his back to his ass - where that hot look seemed to linger almost longingly for a bit, before snapping back up to Tony’s own startled face.

Steve’s face became redder than a tomato then, and the Alpha visibly shook himself before stumbling back out of the doorway and slamming it closed behind him.

“Sorry! God- Sorry!” He heard the pained whisper through the door before the soft pad of Steve’s feet hurrying back down the stairs reached his ears. It was the first time he had seen Steve retreat from anything.

Fingers fumbling on the plain white t-shirt in his grip, Tony let the smile he had been holding back bloom across his face. He threw his head back and guffawed, uncaring of who might hear or how the sound would carry down the stairs after Steve’s retreating form.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22865362/chapters/96821094

#marvel fanfic #ship: stony #stony #steve x tony #wip #angst #bullying #emotional manipulation #omegaverse #alpha steve rogers #omega tony #abo

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