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mostly-marvel-musings · 2 months

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Annoying Neighbour - Part 5

A/N: A bit of damage control? I think so. Leave a comment, like and reblog if you enjoyed reading!

Pairing: Single Dad! Tony Stark x Reader

Warning: 18+ hurt/comfort, bit of angst.

Word count: 3.1k

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It had been four days since you last saw your favorite father-daughter duo. These past few months had made you realize just how much you had gotten used to them, their banter, the laughs you shared with Morgan and Tony.

Tony Stark.

The man who made you feel things you had only read about in books. The man you slept with once, but it was enough to make you realize how much you belonged together.

But he was also the man who had kissed his ex-wife in his living room two days ago. Every time you began to miss him, the image of them kissing would promptly pop up in your brain, causing the anger and heartbreak to return.

There were several occasions where longing stares had been exchanged, once while Tony dropped Morgan off at school, another evening when you caught him staring at you while you watered your plants hanging on the porch, his eyes missing the spark that you adored so much. You were the one who decided on ending things and yet you found your self-restraint crumbling every time you saw the man.

Your Saturday began with you realizing you were running low on most of your groceries, so you made a list and decided to head out. Some gray clouds loomed in the sky outside, threatening rain and thunder. Perfect heartbreak weather, you thought with a wry smile.

The car right next to yours looked familiar as you got out of yours in the parking lot.

Tony was in the store too. Was it too late to back out? Maybe you could find another store that wasn’t so conveniently close to where you lived. Putting earphones on, you decided it was best if you kept your head down, got your stuff and head back home.

You just hoped and prayed to God it wasn’t going to be another awkward encounter with Pepper. Seeing that woman again with Tony would do you no good.

You were dumping things in your cart when right in front of you, you saw a commotion through your peripheral vision.

Sure enough, it was Tony and Morgan. He had her sitting on his shoulders while she picked out her favorite cereal box, throwing it in their cart and giggling. The sight automatically made you smile.

Someone cleared their throat behind you, making you turn to the source.

“They’re adorable, aren’t they?”

It was her.

Your heart dropped to your stomach, instantly making you regret your trip to the store. Of course she was still here. With her family. Shopping like normal families do, you thought bitterly.

“Y/N!”

You heard a little girl cry out, already knowing who it was before you heard her tiny feet run across the aisle to meet you.

“Hi Morgan! It’s good to see you.” you smiled down at the kid who hugged your legs as she usually did, Pepper watching the two of you interact with a frown on her face.

“Daddy it’s Y/N!” she called out, making your stomach flip as you turned to watch Tony striding towards you. He still looked too bloody handsome, though there were noticeable bags under his eyes, he looked tired, like he hadn’t been getting enough sleep. Pretty much how your state was as well.

“I’m getting late, I–I should get on with this.” you murmured, pushing your trolley ahead after waving them goodbye, wanting to be away from them.

Morgan stared between you and her father, for her, both of you seemed upset while Pepper - or what her Daddy mentioned to her earlier, her Mommy, remained quite happy.

“Why is Y/N sad, Daddy?” she asked, her voice full of worry as she grabbed Tony’s sleeve to get his attention.

“How about we pick out some ice-cream for you, honey? You like strawberry, don’t you?” Pepper piped cheerfully, dragging her away from Tony.

Driving home had been a task, yet again you had to keep your tears at bay as you unloaded the bags from your car. A million questions ran through your mind as you began organizing your pantry, you thought it’d be best to keep your overthinking brain busy.

It worked for some time. Until you heard their car pull up next door. The bottle of Merlot you’d purchased earlier suddenly seemed inviting.

Morgan spent her afternoon playing in the living room while her Daddy and Mommy spoke in the other room, she’d brought out her plane that whizzed by, flying outside Y/N’s window where it collided against the glass.

She saw Y/N crying in the kitchen, her face was sad which worried her a lot. It made her decide to bring it up with her Daddy later when Mommy was not around. He did not speak much around her, she had noticed.

Later that evening, Tony had finished reading a bedtime story to Morgan, who was far from sleepy.

“Why was Y/N sad today, Daddy?” she asked, the concern in her voice making Tony’s heart wrench.

“She looked okay to me. I don’t think she was sad, hon.” he shrugged, pulling the blankets up to her shoulders, hoping she would drop the subject.

“You are sad too.”

He sighed. His own child was too smart for her age, and too observant.

“Did you and Y/N fight? Was it because of me?” her voice went low, her big brown eyes that matched his so perfectly were now distressed.

“We did fight, sweetheart. Y/N is mad at me and she won’t talk. But not because of you. Never.” Tony hated how much this affected his kid, he never wanted it to get this far. With Pepper showing up, Morgan was more vulnerable than ever. She had questions that he did not have answers to.

“But she said she liked you.”

“Did she?” Tony chuckled as Morgan nodded fervently.

“I like her too, Maguna. I like her a lot. But she is very upset, I don’t know if she would talk to me.” he sighed, leaning his head against Morgan’s little shoulder.

“Did you say sorry, Daddy? You made my best friend cry. I saw her in her kitchen today.”

“Hey! I thought I was your best friend.”

Morgan narrowed her eyes at him in a way that confirmed any further argument would lead to a possible tantrum. Tony’s heart broke upon hearing you had cried, all because of him. All of this mess was upsetting too many people. And it all felt like it was his fault. Minus Pepper showing up unannounced, everything was his fault. He handled the situation terribly. And he was determined to do whatever it took to make things right.

“I will go to Y/N’s house and say sorry. I promise you. You’ll have your best friend back.”

“And stop growing up so soon. Off to sleep now, you little monster. I love you tons.” he kissed her forehead softly, turning her night lamp on after making sure she was tucked in.

“I love you three thousand.” His heart soared at her words, it felt like there was at least something he was doing right.

“Three thousand? Wow. Now go to sleep.”

“I want my best friend back!”

Her words made Tony chuckle, she knew him too well. Pepper had left for the night, much to his relief, she had been staying at a hotel nearby. Tony had called Rhodey over to stay, he needed all the help he could get with the whole situation.

Breaking the news of her mother suddenly showing up in their lives had been a task enough for Tony. A part of him was surprised with the way Morgan had handled the new information, then again, Morgan had always been way more mature than her age. He wanted to make sure she was okay, he also wanted to make sure you were too.

Seeing your kitchen light still on, Tony decided to take his chance. It was raining cats and dogs outside, but he’d make a run for it.

He had been late for making amends already, he was only hoping he had not been too late.

By the time he reached your front door, he was drenched.

The ringing of your doorbell pulled your attention from the mindless television that played that your eyes were glued to. Checking your phone it was close to midnight, and your third glass of wine was almost empty. You felt its warm buzz in your belly as you stood up to answer the door.

Thunder clapped outside as the door revealed a soaking wet Tony Stark, your heart leaping at the sight but your mind apprehensive.

“Tony.”

He still looked frickin gorgeous. You hated that. And you hated how your heart fluttered at the sight of him.

“Y/N. Can we talk? Please?” he wiped his face down with his hand, exhaling in relief when you left the door open for him as you turned your back to head back inside without answering.

He saw you were drinking wine in a coffee mug, a small smile appeared on his face recalling the day you walked in on him drinking the same on his porch.

“Wine in a coffee cup?”

Leaning against your kitchen counter, you let out a small sigh, holding your left hand up to reveal a medical tape covered wound.

“I broke the glasses during one of my cleaning sprees.” you explained, keeping your voice low and eyes trained on the floor.

“Y/N…”

“You kissed her, didn’t you?” you interrupted before he could begin, looking directly at him now, waiting for his answer. You saw guilt in his eyes, mixed with regret as he gave you a nod. Breaking your heart all over again.

“Actually she kissed me.”

“I didn’t see you pull away, Tony.”

He wiped his face with his hand, taking slow steps towards you, keeping a safe distance still.

“You also didn’t see me push her away, Y/N. Pepper kissed me on purpose, she loves creating a scene. Always has. Did I wish I had the power to take it all away? Yes. But I know I don’t.”

He saw a tear escape down your cheek, he had to stop himself from wiping it away. Crossing your arms over your chest, you took in a deep breath, steadying yourself.

“Why is she back, Tony? Are you getting back together?” your voice quaked but you still continued.

“No! Y/N, believe me when I say I want nothing to do with that woman. She says she wants to be a part of Morgan’s life again. That she regrets giving her up. It’s all lies. She was hopeful she’d have her position back in the company if she showed up under this guise.”

Tony leaned against the counter opposite you, his shoulders sagging.

“She can be very manipulative, used to getting her way. She has her lawyers all ready for battle.”

As you listened, the ice thawed little by little, watching Tony’s fingers fiddle with his sleeves, his foot tapping against the floor.

“What are you going to do?” you whispered, hands now by your sides as you gripped the counter behind you.

“I’m gonna fight. I won’t let her get her way this time, Morgan doesn’t deserve this. She never did. Neither do you. I’m so sorry, Y/N. I really am.” you believed he meant it. You could see it in his eyes.

“Ending things is easy, Y/N. Working things out and talking about it is difficult. I didn’t think you would choose the easy way out.”

“You think I chose the easy way out, Tony? I chose to protect myself from a heartbreak! That’s what I did.” you cried, your voice breaking in the end as you pointed your finger against his chest, breathing erratically.

“Do you really think this was a mistake? Us?”

You remained quiet, staring at your feet as tears pooled in your eyes once again before Tony held your hand in both his, tipping your chin to make you look at him.

“Answer me.” he whispered, his own eyes moist as you both stared at each other, hands clasped tight.

“I don’t regret kissing you or sleeping with you, Tony. No. I really thought we had something. I didn’t realize things could get this complicated. That was foolish on my part.”

“I was the fool for not handling things well, Y/N. And I am truly sorry. But I won’t let you slip away because of a bump in the road. We’re too good for that. I want to make us work. But I want to know that you want that too, sweetheart. Do you?”

His face was now inches apart, his eyes flicking down to your lips as he waited, and prayed to God you’d be willing to give this another chance. His heart grew hopeful as you moved closer, finally closing the distance between you two.

Thunder rumbled outside as you kissed Tony, lips molding against one another in a moment that took your breath away.

His arms came around you to pull you flush against his chest, tongue peaking between your lips to push past into your mouth. You let out a soft sigh at the taste of him, berries and coffee mixed with your wine.

A trail of discarded clothes along your stairs was laid out as Tony carried you to your bedroom, lips never leaving yours even for a second. Fingers gripping his wet hair, you let out a mewl as Tony’s kisses trailed down your body, finding himself between your legs.

Your head was spinning and body was alive under his touch, mouth falling open as he brushed his nose against your glistening core.

“Tony!” you moaned, feeling his tongue flat against your strip as he tasted you with urgency, his hands keeping your thighs parted for him.

You wanted him, all of him, around you, inside you, now and forever. You were out of breath by the time he was done, crawling up your body and resuming his kisses along your collarbone, paying attention to your breasts.

His erection poked at your inner thigh, waiting and longing to be inside you. He let out a shaky breath as you wrapped your hand around his length, guiding it towards your entrance.

A synchronized groan left your lips as he stretched you in one easy thrust, forehead resting against yours as he breathed you in. The impetuosity of the moment had you reach your climaxes in no time, his steady rhythm pushed you closer and closer to the edge. Your walls clenched around his cock desperately as you came, clinging onto him and effectively speeding up his orgasm.

“Oh Y/N..” Tony let out a grunt before you felt ropes of cum paint your walls, his breath hot against your flushed skin. The desire to keep him close made you wrap your legs around him tighter as you floated away in bliss.

“I hate to bring in this angle but it’s not just me who misses you terribly. My kid does too.”

A smile made its way on your face, allowing it to turn into a chuckle, you placed your hand under your chin as you gazed up at Tony.

“Did Morgan send you here?”

“She actually threw me out of my own house to apologize. Wouldn’t talk to me unless I bring her best friend back. I bribed her with juice pops. Didn’t work. And that’s usually a fail-safe way.” he stated, shaking his head fondly while you giggled, his hand traced your back soothingly, the other caressing your cheek.

“I have to go to Malibu for a few days, Y/N.” he added after a few moments of silence.

“Oh..when will you be back?” you frowned, idly tracing your fingers around the light dusting of hair on his chest as it rose and fell steadily.

“Couple of weeks, could be more. I just need to settle this drama with Pepper for good. She’s got her eye on Stark Industries and the head office is in Malibu. The board of directors and I need to have a sit down and discuss a few things.” he sighed, all this worrying had his frown lines deepen over. You couldn’t imagine the stress he was under, he didn’t talk about it to anyone but you understood.

Squeezing his hand in reassurance, you placed a kiss against his cheek, laying your head on his chest once again.

“I will try not to miss Morgan too much.” you teased.

“What about me?” he feigned hurt, giving your sides a little tickle.

“You? I guess you’re alright. For an annoying neighbor.” you murmured, giggling when he smacked your bum playfully.

A couple of weeks had turned to four. Tony kept you updated as best as he could, calling you over Facetime whenever he had time, the call evidently would be hijacked by Morgan who spoke to you whenever she had the chance.

Carrying your bowl of strawberries, you made yourself comfortable on the couch, holding your phone up as Morgan went on about her day.

“Everything okay, honey?” Tony’s voice came through from behind her.

“Yeah, why?”

“You look a little pale. Did you eat?”

You held up the bowl for him to see, making him frown slightly. You had never been one to keen on fruits. Watching you close your eyes and rest against the back of the couch only made his concern grow.

“Relax Tony. I’m only tired. I had a long day.”

As soon as you were done with the call, you felt a bit queasy. You had to rush to the toilet as bile rose up to your throat, making you throw up.

Could be the result of a bad choice of dinner you’d made last night, you thought. The desire to finish an entire pizza overtook you yesterday and you were surprised at your own appetite.

An alert from your phone made you check the notification, it was one of your apps that helped track your period. As you opened it, your mouth went dry.

You were very, very late.

#tony stark x reader #tony stark angst #tony stark fluff #tony stark smut #tony stark fanfiction #tony stark x y/n #tony stark series #tony stark imagine #the stark squad #single dad! tony stark #marvel fanfiction #tony stark #morgan stark #mostly marvel musings

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idk-bruh-20 · 11 months

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Irondad fic ideas #132

Peter loses so many backpacks, Tony starts numbering them like his suits: "backpack mark 5," "backpack mark 13," "here you go kid, backpack mark 49."

#irondad fic ideas #irondad and spiderson #trackers have been a thing as early as mark 3 #some backpacks they do manage to retrieve #others.. let's just say not all dumpster-stink fabrics are salvageable #if panic buttons have been included in every single version since mark 1 what of it #peter parker #tony stark #iron dad and spider son #irondad fic idea #also imagine all the problem-solving tony would try to do lmao #backpack mark 20 can fly itself home #(tragically KO'ed by a bird 😔 RIP)#mark 38 borrows scott's shrinking stuff so peter can just take it on patrol with him #(fell somewhere while swinging- never to be seen again)#tony: what if I made a secret bunker for you? you could just put your backpack in the same secure place each time?#peter: dumpsters are a spider-man tradition mr. stark 😇#tony (tearing his hair out): WHAT ABOUT A BUNKER DISGUISED AS A DUMPSTER? would you use it?? demon child????#queueueueue

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meidui · 1 month

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professor!tony fic recs ♡

enchanted by @areiton

You watch his smile shift, something softer, sweet and private, and he mouths, hi.

You blush, utterly enchanted.

maybe they are by @areiton

“Maybe they fucked and Stark broke his heart,” Teddy says, watching Stark standing next to a table full of grad students, talking animatedly, waving his coffee as Rogers dodged by, giving him a dirty look.

Hot Professors and Underwear Models by @meshkol

Darcy Lewis is a simple gal, and by simple gal, she means unapologetically thirsty.

Nothing wrong with some eye-candy mixed in with classes, anyway.

non functional requirements by @lazywriter7

Gwen Stacy isn't having the greatest day, and that's before her System Designs Engineering professor starts explaining the material through the lens of his strained-sounding relationship. With his boyfriend in the audience.

Citation Needed by @elwenyere @festiveferret

Historian Tony Stark has one year to get his book about WWII weapons technology under contract before he goes up for Full Professor at Stanley College. There's only one chapter left to finish, which is supposed to explain Peggy Carter's involvement with something called "Project Rebirth," but there are two problems: his trail of evidence goes cold every time he encounters references to an enigmatic soldier named Steven Rogers, and his stress levels shoot through the roof every time he runs into the endlessly frustrating new hire in Fine Arts, Dr. Grant.

The Ring of Fire by @serinah80

Steve is 19 and has only had one girlfriend. He doesn’t like men, never has, so why the hell does Professor Stark make him feel this way?

A story with a ridiculous amount of anger, internalized homophobia, sexual exploration, self-discovery and pining. In short: it's about how student Steve tries, fails and then tries again to understand what is going on with him while dealing with his crush on a professor.

#*sobs with gratitude for everyone who writes professor stark fics*#the single dad tony/babysitter steve fic will be added to this list when i finally stop dilly dallying and write it ;_;#so far all i've done is pester arei about it once a week #stony #stevetony #fic rec #*

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incorrecttonyxeveryonequotes · 1 year

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[phone ringing]

Natsha: Yes?

Harley: It's us. Is Tony there with that guy Rhodey set him up with?

Natasha: They're here. And it's not good. Stephen is super-hot.

Peter: Oh my God, I hate Stephen so much.

Harley: Natasha, you and Bucky need to ruin this date. Just spill their drinks on them. Oh, tell lies about Tony. Just do whatever you need to get rid of this guy.

Natasha: On it. [hangs up, to Bucky] Get me a burger!

[Avengers Tower]

Harley: We need to find Steve and make him do something about his feelings.

Peter: He went to that TaskRabbit gig. We have no idea where he is.

Harley: He was walking. He can't be that far.

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scottxlogan · 4 months

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Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Tony Stark Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Pepper Potts, Happy Hogan Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - No Powers, Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Bodyguard Bucky Barnes, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Fake Dating, Tony Stark Has PTSD, Single Parent Tony Stark, Panic Attacks, Stalker, Sexual Content, Sexual Tension, Tony Stark has a stalker, Past Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Past Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes & Steve Rogers Friendship, Emma Frost/Steve Rogers - Freeform, Swearing, Adult Content, Explicit Language, Dirty Talk, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Light Angst, Parent Tony Stark, Tony Stark Has Issues, Flirting, War Veteran Bucky Barnes, Mild Blood, Touch-Starved Tony Stark, Dancing, past trauma, Protective Happy Hogan

Chapter Summary: Tony's life goes into an uproar when Morgan goes missing. Determined to figure out what happened to her, Tony returns home ready to seek out the truth behind his daughter's disappearance. What he, Bucky and Happy discover next will have lasting consequences moving forward.

#winteriron #tony stark #bucky barnes #morgan stark #happy hogan #steve rogers #pepper potts #starkbucks #winteriron fic #bodyguard fic #bodyguard au #single dad tony stark

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michaeldamico · 1 year

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Look at that-

Just like a Dad fid up with his son excuses-

Don't mind Tight Lips in the back he ain't saying nothin

#fat tony #springfield mafia #springflied mob #johnny tightlips #dad vibes #Single Dad vibes-#Aww #They just get me every time-#louie walters #louie #Don't mind Tight Lips in the back-#he's just watching

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wizardsaremomstoo · 3 months

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What If!Stephen Being a Morally Dubious Mother for Quite Some Time

Peter: Mom, the weirdest thing happened today. Flash kept running away from me every time I looked at him.

Stephen: *Thinking About How He Threatened to Eviscerate a Literal Child* Yeah? Wonder what that's about.

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Stephen: I haven't eaten anything in 500 years. My punishment for murdering every human and earthbound creature is that I shall never drop the blood of another living being for any reason.

Peter: *Stomach Grumbles*

Stephen, snapping a duck's neck: Well, that's 500 years down the drain.

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Peter: Mom, can you look under the bed for monsters? I heard something creepy last night.

Stephen: That was just me watching you from the shadows.

Peter: ...What?

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Peter: I love you, mom!

Stephen: k.

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Stephen: Peter once asked me if I would ever have sex with a clone of myself. Naturally, I immediately said yes, but only under the conditions that he was somewhere far away, and that the clone was fireproof on the inside. I may be evil and kinky, but I'm also a mother with morals.

#Doctor Dad #Spiderson #Stephen Strange #Peter Parker #What If Stephen Strange #I Just Decided to Make This Iteration of Stephen Constantly Down to Fuck Both Himself and Tony at all Times #He Has No Morals #But Also Every Moral a Single Mother Would Have #It's Complicated

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polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup · 11 months

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Fantastic chapter like always and absolutely adorable.

I love how you expand so much on the characters even the dead ones in this fic in a way that makes them so present in the narrative. The way this makes Frank just completely absorbed by his family constantly while still building them as real people independent to him is great. Just the little details about Maria this chapter and how they relate to Matt is absolutely fantastic

The situation between Peter and Frank needed to blow up spectacularly before getting resolved I should have known that something would actually blow up.

The way you showed the Spidey sense in action through Franks pov was really good it's my favorite Spidey power and really fun to see in action.

Poor Peter though. I hope that once the situation gets resolved he can have a good cry about everything ever.

Also I really want Tony to get punched in the face. Just a small punch! Just once! But Jesus Christ the way he handled this situation has been so bad for Peter I am so angry at him. I know he's dealing with something behind the scenes bit still he needs to think about the impact this all has on Peter it's so bleak and isolating

i simply love explosions and add them in to everything i can. they're the spice of life. do not have the police investigate me i am so so normal about fire

Maria Castle is alive in my head and I love her. the version that lives in my head simply loves Matt. He's the dumbass little brother she's always wanted. He enchants her with his poor decision making and emotional unavailability. When he comes over she insists on throwing herself in his arms and he twirls her around because it annoys frank and they're inherently both assholes. The Maria in my head will never be showcased unless i end up pushing my Castle Family Agenda in earnest, but I will reference her as she exists in my head in works where she's still dead. I love her your honor.

The reaction to tony in kintsugi continues to be hilarious to me because kintsugi partially exists because I didn't see this reaction post-CW. Like the reaction I saw was mostly hardcore Iron Dad and i just didn't really see or hear a lot of commentary about how he handled the time between CW and Homecoming. And in kintsugi I changed literally nothing about how Tony treated Peter in that time and people are soooo mad at him. It's kind of funny

#there definitely were people who also didn't like how tony handled the time between CW and homecoming i just never really saw them #like to be clear i don't think this response originated with kintsugi and op you may have felt this way pre kintsugi #it's just part of the thing that kicked off this fic was that i didn't like tony going radio silent after CW #and then getting a world best dad mug from the fandom after it #i'm so glad y'all agree #the tony stark thing was the one thing i took no creative liberties on it's just straight up canon #like it's far from intentional but that's the thing you've got a kid and you've got to think past that intention to how it may hurt them #like tony throughout homecoming just. didn't make a single decision with respect to peter i agreed with. not in the entire movie.#i walked out like 'wow i would sort of try to have this man arrested if peter was my child' which was NOT the fandom takeaway that i saw #i just saw like 900000 irondad fics applauding it #it was pretty bad child care all around #the first step of kintsugi #pottery shards verse #thank you for reading and coming to talk to me you are a delight as always and i am soooo grateful #your kinds words are always a joy #pottery shards is not abandoned i'm just enslaved to hyperfixation right now which is over in the tma side

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drgrlfriend · 1 year

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My Heart Will Be Your Home

Chapter 3 is up!

My Heart Will Be Your Home by dr_girlfriend

Excerpt:

“Looks like I wasn’t the only one burning the midnight oil. What have you been — oh, wait, you dirty dog! Were you up all night phone-sexing with your boo?”

Bucky chokes a little as the hot coffee goes up his nose. “Jesus Christ, Tony!”

“You called him?” Steve asks eagerly, looking up from the toaster. “I mean, I was tryin’ not to pry, but since we’re talkin’ about it …”

“We’re not talking about it,” Bucky snaps.

“Did he show you that thing where he does the splits and bends pretty much in half at the same time? That’s really something, huh?” Tony carries on blithely.

Silence falls over the kitchen for a tense moment.

“What the hell —” Steve asks.

“Noooope,” Sam says, moving the frying pan off the burner and walking away.

“How in the hell do you know —” Bucky starts.

“Is he — some kind of adult entertainer?” Bruce inquires, furrowing his eyebrows and examining Bucky over the top of his reading glasses.

“He’s not —” Bucky sputters, and then stops, flummoxed, as he realizes that he only really looked at the one social media account. He frantically looks to Tony. “He’s not, is he?”

“Yikes, no, not what I was implying. I mean, not that there’s anything wrong with that, I myself have starred in a sex tape or two —”

Steve growls ominously and Tony’s eyes widen, his words speeding up to a hurried babble. “Never mind, not talking about that, I’m just saying, of course I looked him up, he’s our Bucky-bear’s soulmate, and I had to make sure he wasn’t jerking him around, what with the potential wife and 2.5 children, and in the course of looking him up I happened to run across a video of this thing he does, very acrobatic really, very limber, and —”

“He’s married and he didn’t tell Bucky?” Bruce interjects, the veins in his neck starting to tint a little green. As much as Bucky hates this whole conversation, he can’t help but feel a little touched by Bruce’s concern on his behalf.

“Divorced!” Tony yelps. “Divorced, and only the one kid, Lucky is just his —”

“— dog,” Bucky finishes for him “And Kate is his business partner. Goddammit, Tony. I looked him up too. I’m not a nitwit.” The social media account for Clint’s business was very professional on the whole, but Lucky seems to be somewhat of an unofficial mascot for the circus school. And Kate, who Clint affectionately calls ‘Katie-Kate’ in at least a few of the videos, seems to specialize in lightheartedly demonstrating partnered exercises with her girlfriend America.

“Oh.” Tony wheels around to point at Steve. “This is your fault. You know I’m not supposed to talk until I get two cups of coffee in me.”

“I’m not the one who stayed up all night watching videos of my friend’s soulmate being limber,” Steve grumbles, snatching up the platter of toast and stomping to the table.

“Aw, don’t be like that snookums, we can work up to it I’m sure, with a planned regimen of careful stretching —”

“Are y’all done with your nonsense?” Sam asks, sticking his head back into the kitchen. “Can I get back to my eggs now?”

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unproduciblesmackdown · 1 year

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a great time juxtaposing "helen" by joe iconis with "centerfold" by the j. geils band

#if you've listened to dad rock '70s-median'd stations you've probably heard it. charting single. the: ((my) angel is the) centerfold one #it's juxtaposable in good ways and interesting ways lol there's plenty enough to Compare & to Contrast re: either song #actually i'm already like holding myself off from starting to go on about specifics lol #a situation i have a lot of thoughts; i Was writing them out the other night but it turned into the lengthily typed & posted thoughts about #metastory in pentiment & iphigenia crash land falls instead lol....#so feel free to just partake of the exercise yourself #had a great time revisiting both songs even knowing them both already / hearing them multiple times #enhanced appreciation or delighted like ''oh right [this element] yay''#centerfold? more charming than i remembered actually lol like oh nice yeah that one line does a lot #and i'm always hyped abt the [i don't even know the instrument or term for the musical part] like synth whatever line in the verse to #chorus transition. there's a lot of ''nice im liking that'' elements such that this Isn't just ''helen is like if centerfold didn't suck''#meanwhile it's an enriching time to be thinking more abt all the elements & effects in helen too #you Know i'm revisiting my slipped into pocket will roland performance lol. no antoinette perries season now i gave it to him obv #only category that exists is [youtube recordings of live cabaret i have saved on my laptop of will roland performing helen]#and guess what tonys? it's nongendered.#joe iconis

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Annoying Neighbour - Part 4

A/N: It seems like it’s been a minute since the last update on this one huh? Two years, damn. Anywho here it is. Leave a comment, like and reblog if you enjoyed reading!

Pairing: Single Dad! Tony Stark x Reader

Warning: Angst? Yeah.

Word count: 1.8k

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“Hi, I’m Pepper, Tony’s ex-wife. You must be (Y/N).”

It had been an awfully long ten seconds before a reply finally fell from your lips. A weak ‘yeah’ that was barely over a whisper before Tony’s ex-wife clasped your hands together in a firm handshake. The kind of handshake that had you wonder if she was gauging your character and intentions with her husband…well, ex-husband.

A part of you wished to disappear from the site while another part wanted to stay put. The woman was quite stunning. A part of you pictured Tony and Pepper together as the ultimate power couple.

“Were you here to check up on Tony? He’s dandy.” Her tone made you so self-conscious, it was ridiculous. The way she spoke was condescending, even if she probably didn’t mean it.

“Um. Yeah, I actually brought him some food.” You pointed to the take out boxes that sat on the kitchen counter, shifting uncomfortably as Pepper let out a small chuckle, shaking her head.

“Well, aren’t you sweet? We actually were quite hungry.”

We.

What did she even mean? And where was Tony? Why wasn’t he here? You knew it’d make you feel better if he was. At least you had hoped for that.

Shifting uncomfortably on your feet, you decided it was probably best if you left. Pepper clearly wasn’t planning on leaving anytime soon and Tony wasn’t here for an explanation.

“I’m gonna go. It was nice meeting you, Pepper.” You mumbled, giving her a small smile and a nod before heading out the door.

“I’ll tell him you stopped by!” She called after you, her tone almost mocking at this point, you thought.

Your brain was on overdrive by the time you reached your house. Why was Tony’s ex suddenly in his house? How in the world did she know about you? And most importantly, where was Tony? There were too many questions that needed answers.

As stressed as you were, a way of coping with that stress made you grab a pair of rubber gloves and scrub your kitchen clean. You didn’t know why but it always made you feel better. Even as a child, every time you were upset, you’d either take a walk outside, clean out your toys or do something productive, a habit you had picked up from your mum.

About an hour later, your doorbell rang, revealing Morgan clutching the hand of a man you didn’t recognise.

“Hi Y/N!” she greeted you cheerfully, making you grin wide as she hugged your legs.

“This is Uncle Rhodey. Daddy’s best friend. Uncle Rhodey, this is Y/N, she’s my friend.” She introduced the man who offered you a kind smile and his hand. Morgan in the meantime was distracted by a painting you had on your living room wall and made a run towards it.

Rhodey explained he was dropping Morgan off at her home but there had been a sudden turn of events, which led him here. He was hoping you’d look after her for some time while Pepper and Tony had a chat. Whatever that meant.

“I’m really sorry to spring this on you, Y/N, and I understand if you’re busy or not comfortable, it’s just that, she insisted on spending time with you.” he nodded towards Tony’s daughter, who was now busy looking at magazines you had lying around your table.

“It’s okay. I wasn’t busy and I like her, she’s a good kid.” you smiled politely at the man, before taking her small backpack from him.

“Tony mentioned he’d pick her up from here later.”

Oh. So he was talking then. Just not to you. And Pepper and Tony were going to ‘chat’ while you played babysitter to their daughter. Shaking your thoughts away, you thanked him as Morgan waved her uncle goodbye before closing the door and letting out a sigh. Certainly wasn’t how you imagined your day to go.

“What were you doing?” Morgan piped up, looking around your house curiously.

“Well, I was thinking about baking chocolate chip cookies, and I wouldn’t mind some help. What do you say?” you grinned watching her face light up at the mention of cookies.

You had always been good with children, it came quite naturally to you and Morgan was definitely a well brought up child. All thanks to her wonderful father, you thought. You were probably too quick to judge but Pepper didn’t seem like someone with a maternal instinct although she was a mom. With what Tony had told you and the fact that Morgan never brought her Mom up in any conversation you had had.

“Are chocolate chip cookies your favorite, Y/N?” she asked whilst mixing sugar and butter with a whisk as best as she could.

“They are. What about you? What do you like the most?”

“Cheeseburgers. Daddy and I love cheeseburgers the most.” she watched you beat the eggs and sift flour, bring the mixture together after adding chocolate chips which she mischievously snuck into her palm.

“Do you like my Daddy?”

You paused for a moment as you opened the door of the fridge to keep the cookie dough to chill, contemplating the answer. It was easy though. You liked him. A lot. It was bordering on more than like for you. Until today. Now , you were not so sure.

“I do, honey. I like him.” you gave her an honest answer, smiling a little as her face lit up again.

“He likes you too. He talks about you a lot.” Morgan offered you some chocolate chips she had stolen, making your heart jump hopelessly at her candidness.

You had some time to kill before the cookies would be ready to bake so you asked her to pick out a movie to watch while you cleaned up. The window of your kitchen overlooked Tony’s living room, which is how you’d often converse with the man. There was a flurry of activity that caught your attention as you scrubbed mixing bowls.

It was Tony and Pepper. Walking around the living room, deep in conversation that you secretly wished you could overhear. You saw Tony rub a hand down his face before Pepper approached him, placing her arms around him and cupping his face. Your heart sunk to your stomach as you watched them kiss.

“Y/N! I think we should watch Frozen! Come quick!”

The bowl clattered in the sink as you pulled your gaze away from the scene that had stunned you. Taking a deep breath you tried to ground yourself, pulling the curtains close and continuing with your task at hand.

“Be right there Morgan!” you tried sounding as cheery as you could, blinking tears away and offering her a big smile.

They kissed. Right in the living room, right before you. Albeit unaware that you had witnessed it. Your brain worked into overdrive as the movie played, Morgan hummed almost every song enthusiastically as she sat next to you, blissfully unaware of the goings on.

This was such a mistake. How could you have been so stupid? Getting involved with a man who had a family? They were divorced, sure. But there was no denying that they were still a family. It was always complicated with families, you knew that. But let yourself get swept off your feet by Tony. The last few weeks now seemed like a dream that had suddenly just come crashing down.

By the time you finished both movies, Morgan was half asleep in your lap and your eyes hurt from keeping unshed tears at bay. You made sure she was comfortable and covered her with a blanket before heading into your kitchen to bake the cookies.

There was a knock on your door as you paced about the kitchen while the cookies cooled down on a rack. In your heart you knew who it was, and your mind was screaming on the inside, cursing you for getting involved in this situation.

Tony stood leaning against your doorway waiting as you opened the door, the sight of him almost making you tear up again. But you couldn’t let him know what you saw. Though a part of you wanted an explanation.

“Hi hon. I wanted to say how sorry I was for not coming by earlier. You know there was a lot that happened with Pep–”

“Morgan’s asleep on the couch.” you cut his speech short, opening the door further to let him in before heading back to the kitchen. He figured you would be upset but he was prepared to apologize. What he wasn’t prepared for was how you were avoiding meeting his eyes.

“Thank you Y/N for looking after her, you really didn’t have to. And look, about what happened–”

“We made these together. But she fell asleep. So here.” you handed him a small container in which you packed the cookies, still avoiding his gaze as he picked his kid up in his arms.

“I understand you’re upset. But you have to let me explain, Y/N. Please.”

You gave in and lifted your gaze up to meet his eyes. Yet another mistake. It felt like your heart shattered all over again looking into those brown orbs that held earnesty. You quietly walked away and held the door, silently hoping he’d leave you alone. You could not deal with this, not right now.

“Could I come by later today? I really need to talk to you. Please Y/N.”

“This was a bad idea, Tony. I don’t think we should see each other anymore.” your voice shook as you uttered the words, blinking away tears that welled in your eyes.

You couldn’t wait any longer. So you did what you had to and shut the door on Tony’s heartbroken face before he could stop you. Sinking to the floor, you sobbed into your hands, aware of the fact that he was probably still outside your porch, listening to your crying.

It had to be done. Getting involved with Tony Stark was a big mistake.

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