#this is my new version of all the avengers living in the tower

[waywardcrow]

Timeless.

Chapter V.

Summary: 1943. 1975. 2024. Three different decades, three different lives, three different times your life and Bucky's interwined; he lost you twice, will he do it again?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader.

TW: It can change each chapter but themes of Bucky as soldier in WWII and as the Winter Soldier in general, lots of feels, a little bit of angst, fluff, two cuties pinning after each other, 40’s!reader is mentioned to be named Beth but that changes for 2024 version of her so I nicknamed her little bird for Bucky, Ace for everybody else, this will be a +18 story so minors dni.

Disclaimer: Please remember english is not my first language so if I make a mistake or forget something let me know.

Pictures from pinterest and graphic and dividers by the amazing @ firefly-graphics so all credits to the creators.

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Harper sent you the most astonishing suit you had ever seen.

The color complimented your skin tone, the cut was clean and highlighted every part of your body you liked; she left a note on top too.

“This is your new beginning, Ace, go get them.”

It made you smile, still you didn’t wear it, the suit was too expensive. Your choice was one black plain pencil skirt, white blouse and simple heels. Your makeup and hairstyle wasn’t too special also, you wanted Pepper Potts to see what you were capable of beyond your fashion choices.

After making your way to the tower and making all the procedure, you met your new boss.

“Maria is going to give some training and we can get some things done as we start working together” the ginger woman said behind her desk, you gave a nod and she smiled “relax; you’re going to do great.”

You didn’t know how to relax; it wasn’t in you to be able to do it.

Maria Hill, an intimidating but efficient woman, made you sign a confidentially contract which was fine with you, you were given an enormous pile of information that made you believe you were not qualified enough for this.

“Thank you miss Potts- Pepper” you rectified, giving her a list of her things to do “miss Van Dyme is coming after lunch to discuss your partnership with Pym industries and Dr. Stephen Strange asked for an appointment tomorrow too, you have your daughter’s teacher reunion at ten so maybe after it could be a good time”

“It’s perfect, Ace” the happy tone in her words made you smile. After being so long stuck with someone who only made you feel stupid, it was nice to have some reassurance.

You both went about your day and the familiar environment of the office setting helped you to focus instead of losing it, you were working with the Avengers! Your folks barely believe it when you called them, in all honesty you almost couldn’t believe it too.

The day was easy, probably because Pepper wanted you to don’t give up and when you least expect it, it was time to go home.

“Are you sure miss- Pepper?” you asked for the millionth time, obviously going home before midnight wasn’t usual for you.

“I’m completely sure, Ace. Please go home and rest, tomorrow we have a great day” not very convinced, you did what she say and after saying goodnight you took your things and walk to the elevator.

When the doors opened your heart raced in your chest.

Sergeant Barnes smiled at you when you entered the elevator, giving you enough space between your bodies.

“Are you ok, miss?” his smile faltered and you tried to look less like an idiot.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine, just tired” you lied “I didn’t see you all day”

In the moment your words left your mouth, heat rushed to your cheeks, what the fuck were you doing?

“I was working on something with Sam, he can be a pain in the ass sometimes” he explained without making evident how dumb you were being. The doors opened again and he walked with you to the entrance “are you going home or-?”

“Home” it was a whisper under the city noise but he could hear you perfectly.

“Maybe I could drive you there, if you want” it sounded crazy but he almost looked shy, like you were about to reject him. For a moment, the memory of your dreams about that boy smiling at you in the moonlight came back.

“Yeah, I’d like that”

It was the right answer, his face light up and it took you a second to remember how to breathe.

Bucky directed you to his car in silence which was a good thing because your head was a complete mess, what were you doing? There was no way you could deny you felt attraction towards him but it wasn’t like you were the only one, the man was breathtaking so you were just reacting to that, it was a complete different story to think something could happen between you two.

He opened the door for you with the same politeness he let you walk first out of the elevator and your hands shook a little. It was nothing, he was a gentleman, he came from the time gentlemen were a thing, for all you knew he probably had a beautiful girlfriend waiting at home, ready to welcomed him with mind blowing sex and plans of a future together.

Being the silly hopeless romantic you were, the thought made your heart ache.

“Did you forget something at the tower?” he asked again when he started driving, Bucky looked a little concerned about you so you tried to smile.

“I’m fine, sorry, just leave me near the next subway station”

“Why would I do that? You are not going to the subway and not at this hour, little bird, it’s too dangerous” Bucky was too affronted to realize his mistake but you weren’t.

“Little bird?”

For a moment you could see how his jaw clenched, like he was scolding himself but then it was gone and he gave you a boyish smile.

“It’s ok if I call you that? Just felt appropriate, you’re sweet and small and I don’t know” he shrugged before the light turned green and then you didn’t think about anything else but how perfect it sounded that nickname in his voice.

“I’m obviously small next to you Bucky, you grew up like ivy around a stone house, don’t ya think?”

The most melodic laugh came out of him and you weren’t in his car anymore, instead it was a tent surrounding you and the chill of the autumn air around you.

You started bickering like you knew each other all your lives, he asked you about your day and then you asked about his and what had him so busy with Sam which led to something very interesting.

“Alright, in my defense I don’t go around looking for old ladies to charm” he defended himself after telling you a story about a bingo night in Louisiana with Sam and a very nice old lady who gave him her number.

“You’re a heartbreaker, Bucky Barnes” you told him holding back your laugh, he was so cute when he was all flustered, you could swear you saw him like this before.

“I used to be”

He stopped in front of your building and the sad tone in his voice made you want to reach for his hand to comfort him, despite that your hand stayed still.

“I’m pretty sure you still are, maybe you don’t find the right lady yet”

His sky blue eyes found yours, making the air inside the vehicle heavy with unspoken words. His gaze never left your face; he looked like he was fighting with himself.

“I did find her, actually” Bucky finally said and your hopes crashed against each other.

“Oh” was everything you could say.

“In the 40’s, she was… she was gone shortly after I disappeared” his voice was barely a whisper but you could hear him perfectly being that close, this time your hand closed around his.

“I’m so sorry Buck” your jealousy was long forgotten, a silly crush was nothing compared to losing someone like that, when the details of his pardon were made public they said that he was believed to be dead when in reality he was captured a second time by Hydra, you couldn’t imagine how it was for his lover to lose him twice when he was alive and suffering and for him to lose the woman he loved with everything else that monsters took from him.

A heart crushing pain that was always there hit you, your soul aching for both of them, for the young soldier Bucky was, for the woman who surely waited until her last breath to see him again.

“Please don’t cry little bird, I didn’t mean to make you cry” he wiped your tears with his hands and your skin felt hot at the contact, why were you crying? God, he surely would think you were an idiot or a fake jerk.

“I’m fine, I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m crying” stopping was impossible but Bucky didn’t look at you like you lose your mind, instead he hugged you, rubbing circles in your back. His scent of leather and mint made you close your eyes and start to relax.

“Everything is ok little bird, you’re fine, I’m fine” he mumbled against your hair.

Taking a deep breath, you calmed down and put some space between you two.

There was concern in his beautiful face and that was normal after your behavior but there was also something more, something that made you both move towards each other before a honk startled you, making you fall from his arms.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Barnes, I don’t know what happened to me” you apologized, taking your purse before he could say anything and getting out of the car to your department.

You didn’t stopped running until the door closed behind you.

Tag list: @cjand10 @bunnyforhim @cookingdancingchick @moon-light1928

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Hiya! I know it's a small chapter but I was not at my best these past days but here we are, tell me what you think! And if my tags work! Please.

Love, Lily.

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[vbecker10]

Moving Day

Pairing: Loki x female reader (established relationship)

Warnings: kind of smutty (haha as close as I've gotten at least so don't get mad at me), fluff, brothers being brothers, forced brotherly bonding, annoying friends, nothing bad really... should be a fun one I hope (except for the ending possibly lol... there had to be angst somewhere)

Summary: You and Loki have been together for over a year and you are excited to be moving from your small, SHIELD agent quarters in the Tower to his much larger apartment on the Avenger's floor. Loki is looking forward to spending the day alone with you but you've decided to use the downtime between missions as an opportunity to force him and Thor to spend some 'quality time' together. After a few unexpected helpers drop by, you are finally able to get started moving your things into your new place while the two Asgardians bond (hopefully).

A/N: I was reading through some of my longer fic, Shadows of the Past, and I thought this chapter would be a fun little oneshot. I reworked it so you don't need to know anything else about the story to read it (and there is an additional character who isn't in the other version). If you do like it though... it is chapter 42 and the link to the rest of the fic is here Shadows of the Past (work in progress)

Dividers by: @harlequin-hangout

(Y/N POV)

Loki walks into your bedroom and places a few empty boxes on the ground by the door but you don't notice him. You're facing the bed when he quietly comes up behind you, putting his arms around your waist as he gently rests his chest against your back. His touch breaks into your wandering thoughts and you place your hands over his.

"So... what are you thinking about, darling?" he asks, kissing the side of your neck softly and you relax into him.

You think for a moment before you answer, knowing Loki might worry if you tell him the truth but you've never been able to lie to him. You can't help but let a soft moan escape you when you realize he isn't waiting for an answer, he came into your room with a very different agenda in mind. His lips continue to travel up and down your neck slowly, making sure he doesn't miss a single inch of skin while one of his hands begins to slide up from your waist. You forget he had even asked you a question as you lean back against his chest and close your eyes.

His lips move to the base of your neck and you abruptly turn to face him just as his hand stats to massage your breast over your t-shirt. Wrapping your arms around his neck loosely, his hands settle on your lower back, keeping you close to him.

"You can't ask me a question and then do things like that," you giggle as you look up at him.

"Why not?" he asks with an innocent expression and when you roll your eyes he presses his lips to yours. You give into his kiss as his tongue moves against yours. You feel him smile when you run your fingers up and down his back. He bites your bottom lip lightly before releasing your lips and you look up at him.

"See... now I have no idea what you asked me," you tell him honestly with a smile.

"What were you thinking about?" he asks again.

"Oh," you say and he loosens his hold of you slightly. "Nothing, it's stupid," you tell him with a shrug but you can tell by the look he gives you that he isn't going to accept that answer.

"I just..." you try to find the right words. "I mean, this is the first place I've ever had that was just mine. I know I don't own it and it's just the standard SHIELD housing all the other agents get too but... it's still my first place." You look around the room briefly then back up at Loki, his smile missing from his lips.

"Are you rethinking moving in with me?" he asks quietly.

"No! No, of course not," you tell him, touching his check softly and he nods. Even after two years you could tell he worried you would betray him or leave him like he thought everyone else in his life has done. "You know I couldn't be more excited to live with you right?" you ask and he nods again but this time his smile returns. "Is just that this is a big change for me. I moved in here right after I graduated from college so I guess I'm going to miss it a bit... I have so many great memories here, with my friends and with you," you tell him, reaching up to kiss his cheek.

"Speaking on fond memories here," he starts, "Do you know what my favorite memory in this apartment is?" he asks you and shake your head, unsure of whether his answer will be about one of the numerous times the two of you made love in the various rooms or if it will be genuinely sweet. "When you were trying to teach me how to make pasta and you 'accidentally' admitted you had a crush on me."

You laugh and playfully hit him in the chest, "You tricked me into telling you that."

He pretends to be offended and says, "I didn't trick you. I simply asked a serious of very well thought out questions. How was I to know it would actually work?"

"Mmhmm," you hum in response, crossing your arms but still letting him hold you loosely. "You know... you could have at least told me you liked me too. Did you really need to wait almost a week to ask me out afterwards? I nearly died of embarrassment."

He smiles but doesn't answer, you sigh mildly annoyed at the fact that he will probably never explain to you what took him so long. Instead, he closes the small space that had slowly grown between the two of you and you uncross your arms as he leans down to kiss you. You kiss him back, running your fingers through his long curls. His fingers grip your hips tightly and he picks you up suddenly causing you to gasp in surprise but he keeps his lips sealed to yours, kissing you deeply. You wrap your legs around him, one arm still around his neck while you pull his hair with your other hand and he bites your lip in response. Loki moves to the foot of the bed and drops you carefully onto your back. He looks down at you with a smile you know means you're not leaving this bed any time soon. Your legs dangle off the edge and you begin to move towards the pillows. 

“Where do you think you're going?” he chuckles. He grabs you by your ankles and easily pulls you back to him, you giggle with nervous excitement. Loki kneels on the edge of the bed then he positions himself on top of you. His lips quickly find yours again as you feel his body press you into the soft mattress. Your fingers coil through his hair as his kisses trail down your jaw, neck and collar bones. Your back arches to meet his lips as he kisses every inch of skin on your check that is exposed by the deep v neck of your t- shirt. One of his hands is next to your head, gripping the sheet and supporting him, while the other finds the hem of your t-shirt. He slowly slides his hand up your stomach, his fingers causing goosebumps to form as they move under your shirt.

You hear three sharp knocks at the front door to your apartment and your grip on the back of Loki's shirt tightens. "Loki?" you try to get his attention but he presses his hips down against yours and continues to kiss your neck as if he hasn't heard the person waiting at your door. You bite your lip to quiet a moan as Loki slides your shirt higher, his fingers moving steadily upwards.

"Ignore it, love," he whispers and you can't help but nod, his lips barely touching your ear. You forget about your visitor when Loki's lips meet yours again, one of your hands moves down his back to his ass and he chuckles against your mouth when you squeeze his cheek.

Two more loud knocks break your focus from Loki. His lips leave your skin as he sits up, his attention shifting to the one responsible for interrupting his time with you. "Who in the nine realms could that possibly be?" he asks, not expecting you to answer. You look away, avoiding any eye contact with the annoyed God above you. He looks down at you, surprised to see you aren't as upset about being disturbed as he is. "Y/N?" he asks, slowly tilting your face so you are looking directly up at him and you smile nervously.

"I... um... I invited your brother over," you mumble from underneath his large frame.

He looks at you in shock and at the sound of two more knocks, he groans loudly. He drops his head down on the bed next to yours and you stifle a laugh at how cute he looks when he is annoyed.

"Come on," you rub his back lightly and he lifts his head just enough to look at you. "It could be fun," you say hopefully.

He sighs in response, clearly not believing you and if you were being honest, you weren't sure if you believed that either. This had the potential to be a great experience for both of them or a complete and utter disaster.

Loki moves so he is sitting on the edge of the bed, squeezing the bridge of his nose with his eyes closed tight. You climb off the bed, fixing your hair and adjusting your t-shirt as you stand in front of Loki. He opens his eyes and you lean down to kiss him lightly, a smile begin to creep across his lips and you quickly take a step back. He reaches out, catching you easily around the waist and pulls you back to him.

"Tell him to leave," Loki urges with a smirk as he looks up, one hand remains around your waist while the other strokes your cheek.

He runs his fingers under your chin and brings your lips to his and you feel yourself giving into him once again. With his arm still holding your waist, he lifts you onto his lap and then he tries to pull you with him back onto the bed. You break the kiss and put your hands on his shoulders to separate yourself from him. You smile while shaking your head at his attempt to continue where he left off.

You wanted nothing more in this moment then to tell Thor to go away and let Loki take you on your bed one more time before you move but you had a plan and you needed to stick to it. He would just have to be patient and wait until the move was finished and his brother leaves to continue. A part of you was very excited about the idea that Loki would more be desperate for you all day. That hadn't originally been a part of your plan but it wasn't something you were going to complain about. You knew from past experiences, the more frustrated you made Loki during the day, the longer your night was going to be when he was finally able to have you. You smile to yourself as you think it was a good thing you had taken off from work tomorrow. It was still early but based on the way the day was progressing, you were going to need your rest after tonight.

He groans in defeat, letting go of you as he lays on the bed with his hands over his face. "Don't be so dramatic Mischief," you laugh, taking one of his hands and pulling him to a seated position. "It wouldn't kill you to be nice to your brother for a few hours."

"No, but I might very well kill him," he suggests and you sigh as you leave your bedroom, checking over your shoulder to make sure he is following you. You walk quickly through the living room as Thor knocks again. You had to give it to him, the God of Thunder was persistent.

“Hey Thor, sorry about that. We didn't hear you knocking. Come on in,” you say with a welcoming smile.  

"Ah, I will have to remember to knock louder next time,” he replies.

"Wonderful," Loki says sarcastically as he leans on the wall next to the couch, his arms crossed tightly.

You ignore Loki's mood and so does his older brother. "Thanks for coming," you tell him.

"Of course. Always glad to help," he replies happily as he gives you a hug, lifting you a few inches off the ground.

“Careful not to crush her, brother” Loki says protectively from behind you and Thor sets you down. Before you can say anything to either of them, there is another series of loud knocks and you quickly make eye contact with Loki. He looks more annoyed than he did when Thor entered, if possible and you shrug to let him know you don't know who it is either.

"Uh, hi Steve," you say when you open the door again.

Steve gives you a quick hug and you take a step back so he can come into your apartment. “Thor told me you were moving today and we figured you could use the extra hands,” he says cheerfully, Thor pats him on the back before taking a seat on your couch.

"Um, yea this is great. Thanks," you force a smile as you start to close the door. You hear footsteps down the hall and poke your head out to see Sam and Bucky slowly coming towards your apartment. You open the door wide and take a step out to meet them, "What are you guys doing here?"

"There are more of them?" Loki asks in no one in particular as he throws his hands up.

Sam walks past you into your room with a small almost apologetic wave while Bucky explains, “Steve made us come."

Steve rolls his eyes at Bucky and you laugh a little at his honesty. "Is anyone else coming?" you ask Steve nervously as you close the door.

"There better not be," Loki says sternly.

"Nope, just us," Steve answers, either unaware of how much he is annoying Loki with his presence or not caring.

You look around your living room at Thor who has made himself at home on your couch with his feet on your coffee table, Loki leaning against the wall near his brother, grinding his teeth so harshly you can almost hear it and your three friends standing by your door. “Wow... so I have two Gods," you point at the brothers making Thor smile and Loki roll his eyes again, "Two super soldiers," you count Bucky and Steve who gives you a thumbs up, "And-"

"And Sam," Bucky finishes for you with a smile, obviously pleased with himself.

"Right... and Sam," you laugh as Sam hits Bucky in the left arm, regretting it instantly. "My point is, I'm just moving from one floor to another and I've got a ton of help," you tell them.

“Surely one God is more than enough,” Loki insists with a wide smile as he walks over to you, his arms stretched out dramatically.

You walk into his waiting arms and kiss his cheek, whispering to him, “It's going to be fun, I promise."

“What would be fun is finishing what we started before my idiot brother and the others showed up,” he replies, his hand quickly moves to cup your backside and he squeezes it causing you to gasp then playfully hit his hand away.

“We can do that tonight, in our place,” you tell him and he sighs knowing once you have set your mind to something, there is little he can do to change it.

The room is quiet for a moment then Steve asks “So... what do you need us to do?” awkwardly as he claps his hands together. 

“Leave,” Loki answers immediately, waving vaguely towards the door and you put your hand over his mouth.

"Sounds good to us," Bucky agrees with a shrug and Sam opens the door to the hallway but Thor doesn't move from his seat on the couch.

“He’s just kidding,” you tell them as Loki licks your hand causing you to pull it away quickly, he winks in response and you roll your eyes but can't help letting out a slight laugh. It wasn't the first time he licked you but he didn't usually do it around the team and it was typically in a less joking manner.

"Get back here," Steve closes the door, keeping Sam and Bucky from leaving. "You guys said you were happy to help Y/N out today," he reminds them.

"That's not even close to what we said," Sam replies as he shakes his head.

"We said we were happy to not have to go on a ten mile run with you this morning," Bucky corrects Steve.

“There isn’t a lot to move honestly, I think this should be pretty quick,” you promise everyone with a forced smile and no one replies.

Thor breaks the silence by getting up and hugging you again, he says, "Well I'll help you with whatever you need. I'm just so happy for the two of you. Moving in together is a big step in any relationship.” He sets you down and turns his attention towards Loki who takes a step backwards from his brother. For a second, you think Thor might actually catch him in a hug but the God of Mischief is just quick enough, narrowly avoiding his outstretched arms at the last second. 

You laugh as you watch them together. They might not be related by blood but there is no doubt in your mind that they are brothers. 

"I don't see why you need to make such a fuss," Loki tells Thor. "Y/N has spent almost every night at my place since we started dating. Most of her clothes and a fair amount of her belongings are already there."

"That's the whole point," you explain and Loki looks at you. "It was your place, but now it'll be our place."

"I understand that, darling, but I'm still not giving anyone a hug over it," Loki mumbles as he keeps his distance from Thor.

"I always knew he was the sentimental type," Sam says sarcastically to Bucky but when Loki glares at him he steps slightly behind Steve.

"Oh, don't look at him like that," you tell Loki and he looks down, putting his hands in his pockets. Sam steps out from behind Steve. "You and I both know you're excited about me moving in with you," you say with your hands on your hips.

"Of course I am excited," he agrees, "But I would be more excited if this whole experience hadn't turned into a team building exercise."

You put your arms around his neck and look up at him, "Look at it this way, the more help we have the faster I can move and the sooner we will be alone." You wink at the word 'alone' and he smiles.

"Very well," he tells you and you pull back, smiling up at him. You kiss his cheek quickly and take his hand as you decide what everyone should help with.

"Ok..." you think. "I guess Steve and Bucky, you guys can pack up the kitchen. Sam, you can help me out here in the living room," they all nod but Loki raises an eyebrow as he waits for you to tell him what you need him to do. "Loki, you and Thor can finish up in the bedroom. Most of my clothes are upstairs already but there are still some things in the back of the closet that need to be boxed up." Thor slaps Loki on the back cheerfully and everyone splits up to their assigned spaces.

You glance uncomfortably at the closed door to your bedroom while you place the picture frames Sam hands you into a box. At first the door had been left open but about fifteen minutes into packing, Thor closed it. He didn't slam it, he didn't shut it hard, he just calmly closed it without a word to anyone. For the first few minutes after it was closed, you found yourself waiting anxiously for Loki to open the door and storm out of the room or for the screaming to start but nothing happened. You weren't sure if the quiet made you more or less worried but you hoped that meant they were finally talking, you didn't even care what they were talking about just as long as it didn't lead to a fight.

You make sure to flash a bright smile when Bucky and Steve walk into the living room with four boxes from the kitchen. You were thankful for the extra help of course but your plan was to use today as a means of literally forcing the two brothers together, even if it killed one of them. You hated that the only time they spent together outside of missions was to train a few hours a week. They only spoke during training sessions to criticize each other or to gloat. As soon as the session was over, they went their separate ways because if they were together any longer, they would begin fighting.

Despite what Loki may think, you know Thor still cares for his younger brother the same way he always had, before they found out Laufey was his real father, before he fell from the Bifrost, before Thanos manipulated him into attacking New York. Thor had told you how he felt about Loki one horribly long night several months ago.

Loki had been badly injured during a failed mission and remained unconscious even after he had been brought back to the Tower. Thor waited with you by Loki’s bedside in the infirmary until he finally woke up the next morning. You held Loki's hand waiting for him to open his eyes while Thor told you stories about how close they had been as children. He smiled broadly as he recounted the numerous pranks he had been the victim of and the dozens of spells that had been practiced on him.

The next day, you thanked Thor for sitting with you but you told him it made you sad to think that they had grown so far apart in such a few years. A part of you worried that Loki would keep pushing Thor further and further away until his older brother finally gave up and left.

Thor smiled at you and told you never needed to worry about that happening. He put his hand on your shoulder and said, "I will always be here for Loki, whether he wants me to be or not. He will always be my brother."

"Do you think this is a good idea?" Sam asks as he takes down the last picture that was hanging over your couch. You stare blankly at him, having been too lost in your thoughts to hear his question the first time.

He asks again and this time you answer. "I'm honestly not sure but I hope so," you reply nervously.

Steve and Bucky place the boxes full of pots, pans and cooking utensils by your front door. Loki had a much larger kitchen then you did but the only time he used it was to make himself tea.

"I think it's a great idea, Y/N," Steve says optimistically. "What could possibly go wrong?"

Bucky sighs loudly, "They could end up trying to kill each other and destroy half the Tower in the process."

"My money is definitely on Loki," Sam says without looking away from the box he is sealing up but he turns when he feels everyone looking at him. "What? Oh come on, Loki is scary as hell."

Bucky shrugs, neither agreeing or disagreeing with him. Steve nods and says, "You make an interesting point and he does seem to be in a bit of a mood today."

"Yeah, because he's usually so excited to see all of us," Bucky says as he sits on the couch. Steve takes a seat next to him and Sam places the box he is done with on top of the pile they had started.

"Hmm..." Steve thinks. "I think I would have to go with Thor, in a fight between them I mean. Especially if he had Mjolnir." He mimics swinging the hammer and Sam laughs as you sit on the floor by the box you are filling with books. You try to ignore them as you feel a headache beginning to form.

"Yea, hopefully we'll have enough time to duck if Thor calls for it otherwise it'll take us out when it comes flying through here," Bucky adds.

"The good news is, it doesn't sound like they are fighting... Unless Loki just used his magic to turn Thor into a house plant or something," Sam jokes.

"Do you think he could actually do that?" Steve wonders and Bucky puts his hand over his face.

"Ok, you guys know what?" you interrupt them and they all look over at you. "This isn't actually helping," you tell them, rubbing your eyes as your headache thumps.

"Sorry about that Y/N," Steve says sheepishly and the others nod.

"We'll bring these upstairs for you," Sam says.

The three of them pick up all the boxes stacked by the door and leave, closing the door quietly behind them. You get up from where you are sitting next to your bookshelf and walk slowly over to your bedroom door. Leaning against it carefully, you try to hear what is going on inside. The door swings open just as your ear touches the wood and you stand up straight, trying to act like you weren't trying to eavesdrop. You giggle nervously as Thor looks down at you with a smile.

"He's all yours," he says, walking past you with two large boxes and a duffel bag.

You close the door slightly at you go inside and see Loki closing the drawers on your now empty dresser. "Hi Mischief," you say, testing his mood as you walk over to him.

He turns and smiles at you, "Hello love."

"So... it looks like you didn't turn your brother into a houseplant," you say, pointing over your shoulder towards where your had gone.

"I would never do that," he responds seriously then with a smirk he adds, "I did turn him into a frog a few times when we were children though."

"You did what!?" you ask in disbelief and he laughs, taking a seat on your bed which has been stripped down to just the mattress.

"Don't worry, the effects never lasted very long," he explains and you sit next to him.

He puts his arm around your waist and pulls you close to him, you rest your head on his shoulder. You sit quietly for a moment, he lets go of your waist and slowly runs his fingers up and down your back, you can feel your headache slipping away as you relax. "So does this mean you aren't mad at me for leaving you alone with Thor?" you ask.

He shakes his head then says, "I'm not." You don't say anything in the hopes that he will tell you what happened and after a minute or two he takes a deep breath. "Thor told me that you are worried the distance growing between us."

You nod and sit up so you can look at him, taking his hand. He admits, "I was worried too. We used to talk about anything but ever since Laufey and Thanos, it's been hard if not impossible at times."

"I thought..." he pauses for a second, "I assumed he blamed me for having to leave Asgard. I had been under the impression that he was being forced to stay here in order to watch over me but he said he chose to stay so I wouldn't be alone."

He shakes his head and looks down at the floor, you squeeze his hand and he looks back at you. "I'm so glad you two talked and were honest with each other," to tell him with a smile.

"We still have more to talk about but I feel optimistic for the first time in a years," he says, "I don't know how to thank you for this. I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too," you tell him then you lean forward and kiss him. He kisses you back, his hand resting lightly on your cheek and his other hand moves to your waist. You giggle against his lips as he pulls you effortlessly onto his lap. You run your fingers through his hair and continue to kiss him as he lays back on the bed, pulling you with him.

You sit up quickly at the sound of two sharp knocks on your partial closed bedroom door. You look over your shoulder and see Thor standing in the doorway looking anywhere but at you. "Um..." he says, "We finished bringing everything upstairs."

"Thanks Thor," you answer. "We'll be right up."

He closes the door and you laugh as you try to get up but Loki keeps his arms around you. You kiss his nose and he groans, "To be continued?" You smile and nod as you get up.

"Thanks for all your help guys!" you say to everyone as you place the last empty box in the pile by the door. You still can't believe how quickly packing and unpacking went, especially when Loki decided to use his magic to try and hurry the process along. He barely had to flick his wrist and all of the kitchenware was neatly organized in the cabinets.

You ask them, "Is anyone hungry? I can order some food if you want."

Loki shakes his head and says, "Haven't they been here long enough, love?"

You roll your eyes but smile again as Bucky answers, "I could always go for pizza."

"Same," Sam agrees, raising his hand unnecessarily.

"I would never turn down food," Thor says.

"Oh, pizza sounds good," Steve smiles, throwing himself into Loki's reading chair in the corner. Thor and Bucky make themselves comfortable on the couch and Sam drags over a chair from the dining room to the coffee table.

Loki comes behind you and puts his arms around you, holding you tight to his chest. "You know if you feed them, they will never leave," he whispers as he kisses just below your ear. You laugh and you look up, giving him your most charming smile. "Very well," he gives in, "Pizza it is."

"Coming right up," you say, kissing Loki's cheek as you free yourself from his long arms.

You pick up your phone from the coffee table and look up the number for your favorite place. You ask your friends what toppings they want and while they are discussing it Steve’s phone goes off. At the same time Sam and Bucky's phones goes off as well as Thor and Loki's. All five of them take out their phones and read the message, the smiles gone from their faces.

“This can’t be good,” you put your phone down and walk over to Loki.

Thor shakes his head, then he stands up from his seat on the couch, “It's not. I'm sorry Y/N, we have to go.”

"Please be safe," you tell them, giving each of your friends a hug as they leave. "I love you," you whisper to Loki as he hugs you tightly.

He kisses you then runs his fingers down your cheek lightly. "I love you too. I will be back soon," he promises you and you force a smile as he closes the door, leaving you standing alone in your shared apartment.

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10 Recommendations!

Tomorrow (2/15) is International Fanwords Day, so as part of the feedback fest, here's ten recs from my favorited list!

The Untamed. This is a Golden Core Reveal, not so much fix-it as fix the world around it so that everything doesn't go off the rails. It features Cunning Deception, Not So Cunning Deception, Wei Wuxian being gremlin, surprisingly cool LQR, and more Wangxian than Jiang Cheng is comfortable with. Also JGY has a migrane.

Like a House on Fire by KouriArashi. (oooh, I figured out how to do a thing) The Untamed. A modern-world AU non-cultivators rough 9-1-1 fusion fic. Everyone's a firefighter or a paramedic or a cop, Jiang Cheng gets a dog (and she is a Very Good Girl), Jin Zixuan discovers a new and shiny spine, Nie Mingjue just wants his people to be okay, and JGY gets an axe. It's mildly unhinged, it's excellent writing, I love it.

Imprints by Lisa_Telramor. The Untamed. A post-canon fic in which Wei Wuxian rescues a small innocent baby... whoops that's a dog. Except even if it is a dog, it is still small. And innocent. And helpless. And definitely will die if not helped. Featuring Wei Wuxian and his dog (!!!), poor mental health repair techniques, Yunmeng Bros reconciliation, and Jin Ling despairing over his uncles. This fic is so cute, I cannot even.

By Any Other Name by ShanaStoryteller. The Untamed. Wei Wuxian returns, but it's Not Right, and in a panic he retreats to Lotus Pier. Also known as that 'Wei Wuxian fucks with gender and then everything else' fic. Featuring Lan Zhan having deeply confused thoughts about his sexuality and loyalty to a dead man, Jin Ling gleefully calling Wei Wuxian 'aunt' at every opportunity, Wei Wuxian bitching about careless baby necromancers, a revision of Yi City, and Lan Xichen being So Confused All The Time.

Climbing Up That Coastal Shelf by Sour_Idealist. The Untamed. A post-canon fic in which Jin Ling realizes _no one_ is keeping an eye on Wei Wuxian. Then he learns what a self-sacrificing idiot his genius uncle is, and decides if no one else is going to claim this guy, he absolutely will because he needs all the help he can get. The Jin sect will never be the same. Featuring the return of Mianmian, So Many Family Feelings, Wei Wuxian scaring the Jin elders, poor communication skills amongst cultivators, and Jin Ling being possessive.

The Sword and the Shield by 29Pieces. Good Omens. A post S1 fic (written when there was only S1), in which Aziraphael is an absolute badass. Featuring the sort of angel where 'fear not' is the sort of reassurance one needs, and Aziraphael isn't saying that.

A Friend of Mine by CowGayKermit. Umbrella Academy. In which Klaus' buddies from Vietnam put 2 and 2 together and get 'that kid on the news is _our Klaus_ holy shit'. Featuring a ton of OCs that have been through shit and don't take kindly to anyone being mean to their brother. It's wild, I love it, I will take a million versions of this please.

Arc Tremors by MountainRose. The Avengers. An old-school post-movie fic where people move into Avengers Tower, this time because Tony failed to hide just how poorly he was doing after the Chitauri rolled through town. Featuring Giant Mutated Seafood, medical drama, everyone gets to be a little over-protective and tetchy (as a treat), and the bots being adorable. I love this era of Avengers fics, I will live here forever.

Shades of Grey Spill From My Veins (bleeding ink all over the page) by Reverie. The Untamed. One of my all-time favs, a What If WWX Grew Up In The Nie Sect fic. Seriously, this is one of my comfort fics, I love it so much, just read it.

Work Day by Saintlygames. The Watchmaker of Filigree Street. So much lovely fluff about two of my favorite boys and their daughter. Honestly, this is just the sweetest. Featuring Thaniel being too competent for his own good, Mori using his powers to spoil his husband, Six tolerating hugs as best she can, and did I mention the fluff? SO FLUFFY I COULD DIE.

There are so many more (for srs, there's at least four more Untamed I could put on here right now, without searching), but this is a good place to start!

#ifd2024 #feedback fest

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dancing in the rain / steve rogers

word count: 645.

warnings: none.

— imagine dancing in the rain with Steve...

It has been raining nonstop in Upstate New York for the past two days. That means you and the rest of the Avengers' crew have spent the past two days inside the building. It seems on rainy days, the city rests, including the criminals.

Everyone has been trying to occupy themselves by playing video games, reading, training, and listening to music. Today, Tony is blaring AC/DC music on the bust, "Have you ever thought about turning that down?" Bucky yells at him over the music.

Tony smirked, "Nope, the thought never crossed my mind." He shouts back.

"Hey Tony, is the speaker waterproof?" Steve walks over to the speaker and turns the music down.

"Yes Cap, it's a $3,000 speaker. I sure hope it's at least waterproof. Now, what do you think you're doing?"

"mind if I borrow it for a bit?" Steve picks up the speaker.

"Well, it's already in your hands so I can't really say no."

Steve winks, "good answer Stark." —

You are lying on top of your bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about what mission lies ahead. A single knock on your bedroom door cuts off your thought.

"Hey y/n, it's me," you hear Steve say.

"Come on in," you call out.

The door opens, revealing a smiley Steve and a large black speaker in his left hand.

"Are you here to confess your love to me by singing with a speaker over your head?" you laugh,

"Ah I've already done that. I'm here to take you outside," Steve replied, walking towards you,

"I know you have, but I wouldn't mind hearing it again from time to time."

"Love, you know I tell you how much I adore you about 100 times a day."

"That's really true, I sometimes get sick of hearing it."

Steve giggles, "I'm going to pretend I didn't just hear that and I'm gonna steal you now." He takes his empty hand, gently takes your left hand, and puts it in his. He helps you up from your bed and leads you down the large stairs at the end of the hall.

"So where are you taking me, Steve?" you question

"I thought we could go outside."

"In the rain?"

"Yes, In the rain."

You give him a confused look, and he gives you his brown leather jacket to wear, "aren't you gonna wear a coat? You're gonna freeze or get sick?" you ask.

"Honey, I think you forget who you're dating sometimes. I've already spent enough time frozen."

You both step into the elevator, and Steve presses the 1st-floor button. As you go down the elevator, Steve takes out his phone and searches for something on the screen. He returns his phone in his pocket and holds your hand again when the elevator opens.

—

Once you both are outside the tower, he takes his phone out again, and the song from Howl Moving Castle starts playing from the speaker. It was the Merry Go Round of Life. Howls Moving Castle is one of Steve's favourite movies. Sometimes, he wishes you and him could live in a quiet, magical place where no one knows your name. To have the chance is to run away from all the madness that being an avenger comes with.

You both started slowly dancing to the music in the rain. You look up at Steve with a peaceful expression displayed on your face. He moves your wet hair out of your face, "I would love every version of you y/n. Just like Howl and Sophie love each other no matter what. I just love you endlessly."

"I love you to the moon and back, Steve. You are mine forever and always." You lay your head on his chest.

You continue to dance and hold each other for an hour. You are deeply enjoying the comfort of you both being so close.

#marvel #imagine #the avengers #steverogers #new york #one shots #dancing #romance #steve rogers x reader #captain america #captain america x reader #chris evans #marvel imagine

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(This is inspired by @bedlamsbard​‘s post on how the Avengers tower makes no goddamn sense and then I commented on the post offering to rant about the Barton house and bedlamsbard expressed interest and I am basically a vampire that you have invited in. I’m sorry.)

*CRACKS KNUCKLES*

Have you ever found yourself wondering “Gee, where does Clint Barton live in the MCU?” and then you decided to go with comics based Iowa and call it a day? You are not me. The location of the Barton farm in the MCU literally keeps me up at night. One day I’m going to do something insane like pay for a Joss Whedon (blegh) meet and greet just so I can ask him WHERE THE GODDAMN HOUSE IS.

The short version is it’s in Missouri.

The long version is:

Ok so first of all there’s two different houses. You didn’t notice because you are a normal person BUT I NOTICED because my brain decided in 2015 to fixate on Laura Barton and never looked back.

So let’s start with the Endgame/Hawkeye TV house because it distresses me less.

This is the house that first appeared in Endgame:

(Remember that truck, it’s going to be important)

This is the house that also appeared in Hawkeye for all of the exterior shots (they built new interiors).

This house is outside of Atlanta, it is a real persons house, you can find the address on the internet (please do not go looking for it)

So, the Barton’s live outside of Atlanta then, maybe? Right. WRONG

In the Hawkeye behind the scenes feature, Trinh Tran (the executive producer of the series), says this:

But the problem with this is that, as of Endgame, the house is canonically in Missouri!

Remember that truck?

The Missouri license plate is hard to see in this screenshot, but it’s much easier to see in the film, because the camera focuses on the truck as Clint walks past.

So, until they confirm verbally that Clint and fam live in Iowa, I say that it’s more likely they live in Missouri, just based on this license plate. Either this plate was mistakenly left on or, imo more likely knowing Marvel, it was put on the car on purpose.

But now this leads us to….the first Barton farm.

THIS is the OG Barton farm from AOU. As you can see, it is a completely! different! farm!

And it’s so pretty!!! It was apparently built in a park in England? And presumably just??? dropped to the ground???? when they were done filming???

This house drives me crazy because of this and also because IT’S BEEN SEVEN YEARS AND WE DON’T KNOW WHERE IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE

Look, another truck! Can we see the license plate? NO!

LOOK AT ALL THESE LICENSE PLATES BEHIND TONY. CAN WE READ THEM? NO!

So where is this house supposed to be??? Iowa??? Missouri??? England??? The Moon??? Where is it? Where is it Marvel? @ joss whedon I just want to talk!!!! and also punch you in the face maybe a little bit but mostly talk!!!

In conclusion. help. 

#The Barton Farm #Clint Barton #Marvel #this is just what is happening in my brain at all times

[vixxi]

Queen of Asgard - Thor x Reader

You were in your room, packing your stuf because you will move out and live in your new home in Asgard, you informed Tony and Nick Fury that you are leaving Avengers, they understood your choice and wish you good luck in your new life in Asgard.

You still remember how it started like it was yesterday...

You were with the Avengers in the living room playing truth or dare, Tony looked at you and asked "(Y/N) Truth or Dare?" you smiled and said Dare, Tony smirked and looked at the table where is your boyfriend Thor's Mjolnir "I dare you to lift up Point Break's hammer" you were shocked when he said that, you know that only Thor could lift it.

You looked at Thor who is smiling at you softly "Miss (Y/N), you don't need to if you don't want to do it" he said, he always cheer you up "I need to do it, that are the rules of Truth or Dare" you said and get up and stand next in front of Mjolnir, you were scared, you looked at Thor again and he kept smiling at you softly then at Tony who was smirking.

You sighed and wrapped your fingers around the handle of the hammer as you closed your eyes, counting to three quietly then you tried to lift it up, the Avengers were shocked when you lift the hammer in the air, you were curious and opened your eyes to see that you actually lifted the hammer.

Thor was surprised and get up to hug you "You are worthy Lady (Y/N)!!" he smiled as you placed Mjolnir back to the table to hug him back, you looked at Tony to see his shocked face.

Thor nuzzled his head to your shoulder and whispered "I knew that you are my true love Lady (Y/N), will you... live with me in Asgard as my queen?" he looked at you with his puppy eyes that always melt your heart, you smiled and agreed.

Days later Thor proposed to you and you two had a beautiful wedding in the roof of the Avenger's Tower.

You smiled as you got your things packed up and made your way to the roof of Avenger's Tower, where you had your wedding to wait for Thor who was in Asgard to inform there that he found their future queen and the love of his life, you saw the Avengers waiting in the roof looking at you.

"It's so sad to see you leave (Y/N)" said Bruce as he hugged you, you hugged him back "Don't worrd guys, I can always visit you ya know?" you giggled as they nodded "Just in case that you never forget us, we have some gifts for you" said Natasha.

You smiled as Bruce was first when he hugged you, you got a framed picture of you with the Avengers gathered in the living room, you smiled and thanked Bruce.

Next was Natasha and she gave you one of her knifes "Just in case if someone will try to hurt you devochka" you smiled as she hugged you and thanked her.

From Steve you got a small version of his shield, you thanked him and hug him.

The last one was Tony, he smiled and gave you a tabled with a text Personal F.R.I.D.A.Y. "I made you your own F.R.I.D.A.Y., you can talk to her or call us trough her" you smiled and hugged him "Thank you Tony, thank you all for the gifts" you said as Bruce and Steve helped you to get the gifts to your bags.

"Here comes Point Break" said Tony as he looked at the sky, you folowed his gaze to see Thor flying and land in the roof, Thor smiled as he walked to you and gave you a kiss, you kissed him back (as in the gif).

"Are you ready my love?" Thor asked you softly as he stroked your hair, you nodded and waved goodbye to the Avengers, he wrapped his free arm around your waist "Hang tight my queen, it will be a bumpy ride trough Bifrost" you nodded and hold onto Thor with your one hand and the other holding tightly your bags.

Thor swing his Mjolnir and fly with you to the Bifrost to get to your new home, you closed your eyes shut trought that.

"We are here my queen" Thor whispered to your ear, you opened your eyes to see a beautiful sight of Asgard, Thor chuckled when he noticed your face lit up "Asgard is so beautiful..." you smiled "you look even more beautiful" Thor smirked as you blushed.

Thor hold your hand and kiss the palm softly "Shall we go inside my future queen of Asgard" you blushed more "Sure my future king of Asgard".

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[timetravellingshinigami]

The Recoms and Spider, and Y/N (if you want to add that), being a happy family living together (possibly in an abandoned Bridgehead) is my new version of 'All the Avengers and Loki living happily in the Avengers towers. And all the other wacky shit doesn't happen.'

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[lokisknife]

Hey! ~ I wanted to request a soul mate au with Peter , tony stark and loki , could it also be a male reader if you don't mind! Thank you~

¶The moment I knew / Tony Stark.

Summary: Y/N always kept their real name and their soulmate tattoo a secret, but when the paparazzi catch a glimpse of Tony's wrist, the insecure special agent suddenly has a lot of explaining to do.

Word count: 2.8+k (it's a chunky boy).

Warnings: fluff, angst, soulmate au, bad grammar maybe?, no proof reading bcs we die like men.

Autor's note: Hiii this turned out longer than I expected SO I will be uploading Peter's and Loki's parts separately, also I wrote using genderneutral!reader to make it moreee accessible to everyone, hope u don't mind. English isn't my first language so if you notice some mistakes please please please tell me. hope u like it~

Y/F/N: Your fake name.

Y/L/N: Your last name.

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There’s an Anthony tattoo on Y/N’s left wrist, six Anthonys in their contact list, and 1.218.094 Anthonys in the United States: Y/N knows these facts off the top of their head and already calculated the probability of meeting their special person, coming to a quick realization that the best would be let the fate do its thing. Everyone and their mothers heard stories about people who have gone crazy in a maniac quest looking for their meant-to-be and Y/N decided they weren't going to be another number for the statistics.

As hard as it was, the special agent concentrated on their profession and made their life purpose to be the best, the smartest, and to make the world a decent place. Natasha always said that Y/N would be a great addition to the avenger's team but they always dismissed the underlying proposal in the redhead’s comments — being in the spotlight, having your face (or the masked version of it) in t-shirts? Sure, it was a very noble occupation but Y/N couldn’t see how being known by the masses could boost their career. Or being known at all, to be fair. The secrecy of being an agent was comfortable to Y/N: living with a fake name, covering up their soulmate tattoo, and only sharing basic personal information with a selective list of close friends represented an ideal type of life. A secure, private, stable —as ironic as it may seem — type of life.

Y/N could hack an entire country's system in a couple of hours, make someone pass out with a simple hit, and fire two guns at the same time, but nothing was harder than ignoring the stupid little imprint in their arm. It was everywhere: films, books, music; hell, every conversation seemed to be centered around “finding your person”. Especially today at the Avenger’s tower, for what It seems from all the whispering and giggling In the halls.

“Hey, wait for me, Speed Racer!”. Daisy, the nurse, jogged behind Y/N in the relatively crowded corridor. “Have you heard? About the news?”.

“What news? That’s why you are all looking like middle schoolers with all the gossiping?” Y/N teased.

“We know who Tony Stark’s soulmate is! Well, not exactly who they are, but their name”. Her eyes were wide with excitement as if she discovered the most well-kept secret on the entire planet, waiting for a reaction from the agent. Frowning a little bit as her expectations were only met with furrowed eyebrows by the other part, Daisy promptly clarified.

Tony Stark was a hero, a billionaire, and one of the most brilliant men alive, but none of these things, sadly, made him immune to paparazzi. Being in contact with - and somewhat close to - important people like the Avengers made Y/N rapidly learn that the media leeches didn't care about privacy, security, or respect. Opposing what others may think, their moral and critical sense wasn't reserved for the (literal) protectors of the Earth.

No, what was gratitude for saving their asses a billion times compared to a mediocre paycheck for spotting Tony in his private time with his wrist uncovered? The nurse kept on talking, but her voice sounded barely above a whisper compared to the agent's racing thoughts, the injustice their friend suffered drowning every word. Y/N sensed that the blonde was in the middle of a sentence when they hurriedly excused themselves to the lab. Proper manners could wait but maybe Stark couldn't.

"Hey Banner, is Tony here?" Y/N questioned with a smile that didn't fulfill the purpose of hiding their worries after knocking on the glass door in an attempt to not scare the doctor.

Bruce greeted Y/N with an expression that they couldn't quite read, almost surprised with their presence in the room as if it wasn't a morning ritual between the trio. He greeted them stammering his words and fidgeting his fingers, looking behind his shoulders uncertain about how to proceed. "Y-Yes, he is here but I... I don't think he wants to see anyone-".

"Y/F/N, I'm in the back. Let them in, Jolly Green". Y/N followed the sound and found its source leaning over projects for a new suit. For the untrained eye, Stark looked the same: cracking jokes, cocky attitude intact. But the agent spent way too much time analyzing every line off his face than is appropriate for a friend to do. His eyes were puffy, wide, and underlined with dark circles; his hair was slightly disheveled, hands shaking most discretely by the excess of caffeine as pointed by the empty coffee bottle on the table.

Tony puffed some air out of frustration as Y/N only shot a pitiful look as he tried to make fun of Bruce's eerie behavior. "So, you know huh?".

"I heard about what happened and went straight to you. I'm so sorry that happened".

Both of them sat there in silence. Y/N knew that Stark wasn't the type to ramble about his feelings freely and he knew that Y/N understood every thought in his mind just by being in the same room. Instead of interrogating the billionaire, they just offered some comfort by placing their hand on his tense shoulders, that relaxed immediately.

"How are you feeling? Do you want to talk about it?". They asked, testing the waters, knowing that Tony tended to explode after bottling all the emotions he felt to maintain his confident persona.

"No, I'm okay, I just-". He sighed loudly in an attempt to ease his stress, running a hand through his hair and unconsciously scooting closer to Y/N who was now sitting on his desk. "You know me, I love being the center of attention. I'm used to being in the headlines but since the day I forgot to use my stupid watch and the paparazzi got a glimpse of my tattoo, I've been going through hell. To be fair, never bothered me that much catching people hitting on me for the wrong reasons".

He made a pause, reached for his phone, and showed his friend all the notifications that covered the screen. "See? This morning I woke up with 500 emails from people claiming they are my soulmate. By this point, I feel like every single person in the world is called Y/N".

Y/N was so focused on listening to Stark that the last piece of information that left his lips felt like a bucket of cold water igniting their whole nervous system alive. Actually, it felt like Tony accidentally threw the iceberg that sank the titanic on their head, by the fact that he kept on talking without realizing the staggering breath of his interlocutor. Y/N felt their tattoo itching below the wristband but resisted the urge.

For the first time, they truly understood what Jane Austen meant by "feeling half agony, half hope". Y/N felt like their soul split in two, imagining a million scenarios at the same time and panicking about 500 thousand of them. Since after the battle of New York, when the new agent ran into the Iron Man at the SHIELD facilities, they hoped and prayed for whoever was listening that the "Anthony" marked on their body belonged to the genius that made their stomach ache after so much laughter.

The meaningful glances, the giggles, the late-night talking, and their fingers brushing when sharing a cup of coffee at breakfast gave Y/N hope for a future in which their tattoo could be shown with pride. But God, it felt stupid to think about prince charming when the prince is worldwide famous and could have everything and everyone he wanted with a snap of his fingers. It felt stupid to think about prince charming when there's no fairytale about them falling in love with their friend or work colleague. So to this moment, Y/N treated all these feelings like this: a stupid crush, material for daydreaming when Tony couldn't see them staring.

But now, seeing all the pain, stress, and anxiety Tony endured because of their real name written on his right wrist, rather than stupid, Y/N felt guilty. Sure, it was part of the job, but making their real name known to their closest friends couldn't be a mistake, right? Or it could if maybe Tony interprets it as Y/n using this turmoil of events to take advantage of him, like all the terrible people on his private messages?

"You know what? I know it's taboo but I'm saying it: I wish soulmates weren't a thing. Like, imagine if you could actually choose who are you spending your life with. Because-". Tony took a breath and shifted closer to Y/N, trying to guess if they could understand his point of view. As they didn't make a comment claiming it was "crazy talk", he continued. "I don't even know a Y/N, okay? Have you heard those stories about people feeling nothing special before they meet their partners? To me, it's utter bullshit!"

Just as Y/N suspected, once Tony started talking he couldn't stop: trading his tiredness and anxiety for a boost of energy fuelled by irritation, he spoke passionately about beliefs that would be quickly shushed in one of his press conferences.

"Those paparazzi took out any freedom that I have to, I don't know, figure out all of this soulmate stuff by myself! I DO think it's kind of dumb, but I actually lost any hope I have because of all those people claiming to be Y/N. Jesus, stopping to think about it, I didn't get any freedom since the start. We can't choose who we REALLY want to be with, it's not free will". He left out a humorless laugh.

Hope pulled Y/N's heartstrings as they stared into dark brown eyes that were so painfully close to their own, trying to listen to Stark logically and not distort his words into a beautiful fantasy. But he was so close, his cologne was so deep and earthy and his hair so beautifully messy that their mouth functioned way faster than their brain:

"What type of person would you choose?". Y/N questioned.

"You".

He grinned and searched for a response, the slightest reaction that showed that his feelings – as outrageous as they may seem, as purposely choosing to ignore his soulmate to be with someone else – were reciprocated. But nothing, nothing Y/N fantasized about before going to bed took a similar direction and their brain's gears couldn't turn on their own out of a sudden. They were a trained agent and rapidness was their trademark, but time now seemed like a construct made up by kids playing as crazy scientists. Nothing and everything felt real at the same time. So they just stood there, mouth agape in the most excruciating silence.

Tony's expression falls as their lack of response sinks in. He takes a step back, running a trembling hand on the back of his neck. "Sorry. I got ahead of myself, I- shit, I read this all wrong. I'm just tired, forget I said anything, it's the stress talking. Don't get all weird on me, please. Not right now".

"Tony, it's not that. It's just...I..I don't know how to explain-". They took a deep breath to put their thoughts in order. "Wait a second".

Y/N turns to the table below them, closing iron man's suit projects on his technological devices to search for the old SHIELD database. They didn't know in which order to explain all of the reasons they didn't confess before or all the things they were feeling inside their chest right now, but the agent was counting on his intelligence and quick logical thinking to put all the pieces together.

"Look Y/F/N, I usually think it's cute when you cut the conversation to show me dumb videos on YouTube but this is not the time. You are usually better at reading the room- Wait, what?". He watched the hologram in the middle of the room, dated a few years before 2012. The document showcased an old photo above every crucial information about them, but one singular line of text jumped in front of Tony's eyes. "Full name: Y/N Y/L/N".

For what felt like the first time in a lifetime, Tony was speechless. No sarcasm, no joking, no cocky attitude. Just his eyes shifting to the light blue hologram and Y/N, who was apprehensively taking off their wristband.

"When Fury took me under his wing, he said that it was more clever to go by a fake name. I couldn't trust anyone, he was the only person I knew, so I took it as gospel". Y/N took a step closer to Tony and showed their wrist while looking deep into their eyes, trying not to tremble so much. "Is it too late now?".

He instinctively grabbed their arm and examined the tattoo, comparing it to his own. Seeing their names on each other bodies side by side made him feel like a teenager opening a valentine's day card left on his locker, butterflies in his stomach and all; but opposing to Y/N moments before, his brain worked fast, very fast. Tony tensed up, and let go of their arm.

"We talk to each other every day. You have my phone number, my email, and my address. You could even drop a letter, for God's sake, so DON'T tell me you didn't have a chance of telling me earlier. Why did you never tell me? Didn't you trust me to know your real name?" He talked loudly, holding back to not shout all the emotions off his chest.

"Of course I trust you, you're my best friend, you know almost everything about me! My real name and the name on my wrist were the only secrets I ever kept from you". Y/N pleaded. "Hey, you can't be angry at me, you never showed your tattoo to me either!".

"You never showed yours! You never even gave me a sign you liked me!"

"I couldn't get my hopes up, why would you want to be with someone like me!?" Y/N cried out, not even realizing what left her lips.

"What? What do you mean?" Tony asked after a pause with a softened voice, while the agent stared back with widened eyes.

"Uh, nothing. Forget I said anything please. I... I will be leaving now". They turned their back in the direction of the door, but Stark's sudden grip prevented them from completing the task.

"Please, explain what you meant".

"C'mon Tony, we are good friends and all, but you have to understand my point of view... Look, everyone loves you, you are ridiculously important, and you are a big superhero. The People magazine listed you as the most wanted bachelor in the country, Jesus". Y/N left out a bitter laugh. "And I'm just me. I'm just someone who literally stumbled into your life, who thinks you are an incredible person and feels way too special just because you consider me your friend. The whole world reminds me every day that you are way too much for me, and I'm way too little for you-".

It's common knowledge that Tony could have terrible manners and loved to interrupt people when they talk, but Y/N was expecting sassy remarks and not Tony's lips on theirs. His hands were placed firmly on the back of their neck and waist as if he was afraid they would run away and Y/N's hands turned into fists holding his Black Sabbath t-shirt, sharing the same fear. Time stopped and the world stopped spinning as the taste of coffee on his lips and the smell of his cologne engulfed all of their senses, letting all worries behind.

"Don't you ever talk smack like this about my soulmate again" Tony joked, brushing their nose playfully with his own when the couple stopped in mutual need of air. Y/N giggled and he smiled back proudly, as he always did when he managed to make them laugh. "I'm flattered that you think all these great things about me, but I'm the lucky one, okay? You have no idea how much you've changed me".

"Tony..."

"I mean it. I was an arrogant, egocentric, anxious mess, and now... I am arrogant and egocentric in a charming way" Stark smiled. "I am less nervous about everything since I started talking to you. To be honest, I'm really relieved that you're my soulmate because I was scared that I couldn't have this type of connection with anyone else, you know that I suck at this emotional shit".

"I'm relieved too. Thank you Tony". He gave a quick peck at Y/N's lips as his response.

"So, I know we're destined to spend our whole lives together and we gotta start somewhere so... Do you want to go on a date with me?".

"Okay, I will pay" Y/N giggled.

#God i hope this dont sucks!!! #oneshot #tony stark imagine #tony stark x reader #tony stark fanfiction #tony stark x y/n #tony stark x you #imagine #fanfiction #self insert #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fanfiction #marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fanfiction #marvel fanfic

[queen-of-the-avengers]

The Avengers: Part Nine

Pairing: Loki x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.3k

Warnings: canon violence and angst

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

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Steve, Natasha, and Clint use the Quinjet to get to New York while you and Tony fly over there yourself. Tony's suit is malfunctioning because of what he went through in the blades of the engine, so it takes a lot longer than normal to get there. When you get to Stark Tower, you see Erik Selvig on the roof next to some contraption with the Tesseract spinning wildly inside.

"Sir, I took off the arc reactor. The device is already self-sustained," Jarvis says.

"Shut it down, Dr. Selvig!" Tony warns.

"It's too late! She can't stop now. She wants to show us something! A new universe."

"Tony, there is no point in trying to convince him. As long as he is under Loki's spell, he won't listen to reason."

"Okay."

Tony aims his hands repulsors toward the device and fires at it without knowing what it will do. The energy from his repulsors shatters with a deafening crack. Erik flies back from the impact and hits his head on the concrete.

"The barrier is pure energy. It's unbreachable."

"Yeah, I got that. We're going with Plan B."

"Sir, the Mark VII is not ready to be deployed," Jarvis informs.

"Skip the spinning rims. We're on the clock."

Loki is down below on the half-circle balcony watching you and Tony with careful eyes. Tony lands on the highest part of his balcony where Jarvis assists with removing Tony's damaged suit. Machines shoot up from the ground and stick to his suit so that when he walks, the suit comes off in pieces and disappears below the ground. As Tony is walking toward his penthouse, Loki is following all the while keeping his eyes on him. Once the entire suit is off, Tony walks to the bar in the back of the room for a drink while you stay in front of it. Your eyes haven't left Loki since.

"I see you brought a bodyguard," Loki smirks and looks at you. "Please tell me you're going to appeal to my humanity."

"Actually, we're planning on threatening you."

"Don't worry, I can take him," you glare.

All Loki can do is chuckle at your words.

"You should have left your armor on for that," he says to Tony but doesn't remove his eyes from you.

"Yeah, it's seen a bit of mileage, and you've got the blue stick of destiny. Would you like a drink?"

"Stalling me won't change anything."

"Not stalling. Threatening. No drink? Are you sure? I'm having one. You want one, Y/N?"

"I'm good, thanks."

"The Chitauri are coming, nothing will change that. What have I to fear?"

"The Avengers," Tony shrugs. "It's what we call ourselves, sort of like a team. 'Earth's Mightiest Heroes' type thing."

"Yes, I've met them," Loki looks you up and down.

"Yeah, takes us a while to get any traction, I'll give you that one, but let's do a head count here. Your brother, the demi-God; a super soldier; a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend; a man with breath-taking anger management issues; an avatar; a couple of master assassins, and you, big fella, managed to piss off every single one of them."

"That was the plan," Loki grins.

"Not a great plan," you shake your head.

"When they come, and they will, they'll come for you."

Loki turns his back on both of you, and Tony grabs two bracelets sitting on the counter that is no doubt hooked up to another suit of his. He'd be stupid to go against Loki and not wear any armor.

"I have an army."

"We have a Hulk."

"I thought the beast had wandered off."

"You're missing the point. There's no throne, no version of this, where you come out on top. Maybe your army comes and maybe it's too much for us, but it's all on you. If we can't protect the Earth, you can be damned well sure we'll avenge it."

Loki glares at Tony and walks over to him, raising the scepter.

"How will your friends have time for me, when they're so busy fighting you?" Loki places the tip of the scepter on Tony's chest to control his mind but it doesn't work. Loki tries again but achieves the same result. You smirk when you realize the thing in Tony's chest is what's protecting him right now. "This usually works."

"Well, performance issues, you know? Not uncommon."

In anger, Loki grabs Tony by the throat and flings him across the room.

"Tony!"

You run at Loki to protect your friend but Loki grabs you by the throat tightly. You claw at his hand but he doesn't budge. He tosses you to the ground next to Tony, and you hit your head on the floor hard.

"Jarvis. Anytime now," Tony coughs as he stands up.

Loki grabs Tony's throat again and lifts him off the ground. You scramble to your feet to help but Loki shoves the sharp end of his scepter into your stomach. You gasp and grip the scepter to stabilize it so it doesn't do more damage.

"You will all fall before me."

"Deploy!" Tony gasps.

Loki tosses him out the window which worries you, but as soon as one of his suits goes flying after him, you know he is going to be okay. Now that it's just you and Loki, he pulls you closer to him and twists the scepter in you.

"I know you're better than this."

Loki yanks the scepter out of your stomach and grabs your throat again, this time a lot gentler. He pulls you so close to him that you can smell his breath. How is it so minty?

"The Loki you knew is gone. We happened a thousand years ago! Give it a rest!"

"If that's true, then why am I still alive? I'm one of the only ones who can defeat you, so kill me. Take that scepter and stab it through my heart!" Loki glances at your lips briefly before his grip on your throat gets slightly tighter. "You can't do it, can you? Take a second and look at what you're doing. This isn't you." Loki looks around and for a split second, you see confusion and panic. "Who is hurting you?"

Loki shoves you away from him and you fall to the ground as your body works overtime to heal you of your stab wound. Tony flies up to the window in which he fell through and glares at Loki. Well, he has his helmet on but you can tell he is glaring.

"There's one other person you pissed off! His name was Phil."

Loki raises his scepter to attack Tony but your friend does it first. Loki is blown back from the blast, sending him on his ass. The Tesseract's energy beams into the sky which turns into a vortex which turns into a portal, much like how it did when Loki first passed through it. A hole in space rips open, and from it, the Chitauri army spills out in flying chariots, carrying energy rifles with a bayonet on the end of it.

"Right. Army."

You force yourself to your feet and jump out of the penthouse to join Tony's side. With you, he flies toward the opening so that he can destroy the aliens as soon as they come through. If he can do that, then the damage to Earth and her people will be less significant. Where Tony fires upon the aliens with his repulsors, you blast them with fireballs. The fire is hot enough to make them explode on contact. The ones you don't hit escape to terrorize the city.

"Tony, there's too many of them!"

If you keep at it, then there will be no one protecting the people of the city. You and Tony fly away from the opening of the portal and toward the city. The Chitauri unleashes hell upon the citizens of New York City by blowing up cars, tearing down stores, and straight-up blasting people who run by them.

An explosion rips out the windows of the top corners of buildings. Fire and stone rain down from the destruction of the Chitauri. No one was aware this was happening so police and soldiers from all departments are just now storming down the street in order to protect those they can. The Quinjet flies in between the buildings as you and Tony lead a group of aliens towards Stark Tower.

"Stark, we're heading northeast," Natasha says.

"What, did you stop for drive-thru? Swing up Park, I'm gonna lay them out for you."

Tony flies around his tower toward Park Avenue. Thor and Loki are fighting it out on the balcony and instead of interrupting them, you let them have their moment. Their fight causes the letters of Stark Tower to fall to the ground, and luckily there aren't any people down below to suffer for it. The Chitauri following you is getting close, so you swoop down toward an empty street only to make a hard turn upward. The Chitauri isn't anticipating your movements so it goes crashing down onto the asphalt. Tony leads a group of them over to the Wuinjet where Natasha uses the machine gun she tried using on Loki in Germany. As soon as Tony is out of

"Sir, we have more incoming," Jarvis informs.

"Fine. Let's keep them occupied."

Tony veers to the right to head back to the portal while you stay with Natasha. She flies the Quinjet over to Stark Tower where Thor and Loki are having it out. Loki tosses his brother to the side and focuses on Natasha who is firing at him ruthlessly. He uses his scepter to blast one of the wings of the Quinjet, causing it to spiral out of control. You quickly fly over to the flaming aircraft and use your air powers to guide it safely to the ground. They take a hard tumble but everyone inside is fine.

Steve, Nat, and Clint leave the jet once it's safe and join your side on the ground. The entire ground rumbles as something big is coming through that portal. You hear a deep, primal rage bellow out, and the four of you look up toward the portal. Suddenly, a Chitauri Leviathan passes through the barrier and into your world.

"Shit," you sigh.

As it passes over you, Chitauri soldiers shoot out from the side of the creature and latch onto the buildings. Some crash through the windows and start firing upon the citizens inside while others cling to the sides of the buildings.

"Stark, are you seeing this?" Steve asks.

"I'm seeing, still working on believing. Where's Banner? Has he shown up yet?"

"No."

"Keep me posted." Tony flies closer to the Leviathan. "Jarvis, find me a soft spot."

"I can turn into one of those things and fight it. If they got something that big, may as well have something that big on our team, right?"

"That's not a good idea. We'll be shooting at you, too."

A group of Chitauri come flying in on their drones with Loki on the back of one of them. They fly down the street and shoot at innocent people. Their blasts hit cars and other items causing them to go up in flames.

"Those people need assistance down there."

Chitauri soldiers land on the falling cars near you four and begin shooting at you, but all four of you are hidden behind other cars so you're not directly in their way. Natasha takes out two pistols and starts firing at the Chituari while Clint uses his bow and arrow to take them out.

"We got this. You two go!"

"Do you think you can hold them off?" Steve asks Clint.

"Captain, it would be my genuine pleasure."

He fires an arrow into one of the Chitauri that explodes into tinier ammo which hits three other aliens. That gives you and Steve enough time to jump off the bridge you're on and to the ground below. You grab his hand and lift him into the air to fly him over to the fight since it's easier than running. The Chitauri above start shooting at you but you're too quick for their blasts.

The aliens you pass by are in your line of fire, so you send sharp icicles into their chests or flaming balls of fire into their heads. You can't use your Earth powers unless you want to add an earthquake to New York's list of problems. You can't use your air powers down here because then you'd be kicking up debris and causing more injury to humans.

There is a line of officers down the street trying to do their best by shooting at the aliens as they come but they are seriously outnumbered.

"It's gonna be an hour before they can scramble the National Guard!"

"National Guard? Does the army know what's happening here?"

"Do we?"

You and Steve land on a police car in front of them, gaining everyone's attention.

"I need men in these buildings." Steve points to the buildings he's talking about. "There are people inside that are going to be running right into the line of fire. You take them through the basement or the subway. Just keep them off the streets. I need a perimeter as far back as 39th."

"Why the hell should I take orders from you?" the police sergeant asks.

Suddenly, an explosion comes from above you and Steve. Two Chitauri land on the same car you're on but they're not going to get past you. Steve uses his shield as protection and a weapon while you use your fire powers. You grab the side of the alien's head and set it on fire before kicking him off the car. Another one jumps in front of you and raises his weapon to fire at you but you grab his arm and form a sharp icicle that you use to stab into its stomach. The alien cries out in pain as you kick him away.

The police sergeant sees how well you two fought them so he turns to his men to order them around.

"I need men in those buildings. Lead the people down and away from the streets. I need a perimeter as far back as 39th."

Tony flies after the Leviathan and tries shooting it down but it's going to take a lot more than that to take it down. However, it does get its attention and it turns around to chase after Tony.

"We got his attention. What the hell is step two?!"

"I'm on my way!" you say and shoot straight into the sky.

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[silently-waiting-for-you]

Marvel

Trope: irondad hurt/comfort pt. 2

after all this time --

It took Peter longer to die than the others. Tony knows that. It only makes sense that he would take longer to reappear.

But he didn't take this long to disappear.

And Tony is getting impatient, dang it.

. . . . .

anything for you

Rhodey nods. “He raised her,” he pauses, a wash of emotion flashing over his face before he swallows. “Happy, and I helped. They lived in the Tower. You, ah, you left the company- well, Pepper left the company to Tony, and Tony left the company to Peter. So, he, well, he ran it.” “Kid’s a nut job,” Happy scoffed before sticking his fingers to his eyes, rubbing tears away or just hiding them, Tony doesn’t know. He’s not bothering to hide his own. “He finished high school that first year, when I had custody, and went to college in New York and- god, Tony, I know he’s not your blood, but- but. I’d- I’d come up to check on him, and he’s running ten holo screens at once at two in the morning with textbooks and parts littered all over the place, and Morgan’s just a toddler, fast asleep on his chest— one arm rubbing her back and the other directing Friday. It was- he’s a miracle of a person.”

Or

Tony and Pepper are both blipped, leaving their newborn daughter behind. When they return, they learn what happened in their absence.

. . . . .

better together

Pepper whispers into Tony’s ear how she’s never letting him out of her sight again. She threatened it before but she’s serious now. Especially if they’re going to make that baby.

Tony give a breathless little laugh before he passes out.

Or: Pepper faces the end of world with the love of her life, who is mourning the kid who had practically been his son, and is determined to never by left behind by him ever again.

. . . . .

follow the pipes

Tony wakes up at the bottom of a bomb shelter with a concussed Peter next to him, their only means of escape being a hatch 40 feet directly above them.

. . . . .

ghostly

From a short distance, Tony Stark sees a red and blue figure sprawled out on a dock, with something deep red trailing from it. It's none other than a bloodied Spider-Man.

. . . . .

hearts are empty (almost all the time)

“Boss… I can't find a heartbeat or respiratory rate.”

“What!” Mr. Stark nearly shrieks. His pushes Peter’s shoulder over so that he’s laying on his back and presses two fingers to his neck.

Peter notices that his hands are shaking.

“No, no, no, no.” Mr. Stark presses down harder, then pulls away like he’s been burned. Peter’s heart thumps weakly just a second after.

Keep checking my pulse, Peter screams in his head. It’s there!

OR Peter is injected with Tetrodotoxin B.

. . . . .

it can’t be you

Peter and Tony escape the Snap, but May, Pepper, and many other friends do not. After five months of creating a new life in a cabin on the river as unofficial father and son, they decide to help the other surviving Avengers with the whole time-traveling scheme. They have their missions. All Peter and Tony have to do is go back to space and track down the soul stone on Vormir.

Basically I switched Clint and Natasha for Tony and Peter because I don't know how to handle my emotions.

. . . . .

it traced us back (to where we began)

"It's from your mom," Tony blurts out. "I'm - fuck, she's saying you're my kid. My - my kid."

Peter goes silent, suddenly freezing. When Tony looks up, he's staring at him.

"What?" Peter whispers.

- - -

While going through old Iron Man fanmail, Tony finds a letter from Mary Fitzpatrick dated sixteen years ago. What's inside is something neither Tony nor Peter is expecting, and it threatens to change their relationship irreversibly.

. . . . .

mentor? that's my dad!

Tony switches places with another version of himself, a version of himself whose legitimate son was Peter Parker. Stepping into that role would be something new entirely, something he very much wished he had for himself.

. . . . .

peter parker and peppermint don’t mix

“The reaction seems to be in response to peppermint, boss.” Friday supplied. “Peppermint is known to repel spiders, and can be lethal in large quantities.”

Or

Peter gives Tony and the gang a rather festive health scare on Christmas Eve

. . . . .

riding to new york

If given enough time, the human body grows old. It wears, it slows, it comes to an end. It's just a truth of life. Everybody dies. And one day, so will Tony Stark.

. . . . .

shabbiness doesn't matter

Peter looked genuinely confused by that. His palms stretched upward on the table, “How will I learn?”

“Another way,” Tony answered, “Not by me beating the out of you.”

“It was an accident.”

“A screwup. Again, there’s a difference.”

. . . . .

sigh no more

“So if he wasn’t your son, what was he?”

Tony finally turns to meet the man’s gaze.

“Everything.”

---

In the first few years after the snap, Tony gets to know his neighbor.

(Written for Irondad Bingo. Trope: Post-IW.)

. . . . .

some i had to leave behind

Everybody else is moving on; why is Tony reluctant to do the same?

(aka the one where Tony is a ghost.)

. . . . .

the aftermath

In the aftermath of the decimation, Tony reflects on life without Peter Parker.

. . . . .

the breath before the dawn

Tony knows that he can't solve all of their problems with chocolate cookies by the lake at three in the morning, but it's a good place to start.  or: three times Peter makes them cookies, and one time Tony does instead

. . . . .

the lengths i'd go

Peter dies.

Tony traverses half the galaxy and wields the raw power of the entire universe to bring him back.

. . . . .

the world is not kind

The first time Ben Parker meets Tony Stark, he punches him square in the face.

Tony bites back a curse and ignores the way his eyes water as he looks back up at the man. Ben’s not angry, which is part of the reason the punch took him by surprise. They’re lucky the door is closed, or Happy would have tackled him to the ground.

“Did that make you feel better?” Tony asks, the sarcasm in his tone biting, but Ben takes it as a serious question.

“No.” If Tony didn’t know any better, he’d say the man almost cracks a smile. It’s hard to tell, and Tony’s never met a man he can’t read, but Ben doesn’t look angry (seriously, why doesn’t he look angry?), even though that punch felt angry. “...Maybe a little.”

***

Or, May dies instead of Ben. We’ve seen Ben’s legacy – but what about May’s?

Losing a mother is something different from losing a father, but either way, it hurts.

(Endgame spoilers, but it sure as hell ain’t compliant.)

. . . . .

this was not in the job description

“What,” Tony says flatly.

Pepper looks up at the screen and laughs. Peter is standing at the bottom of a staircase leading to a stage, with a bunch of other people dressed as Spider-Man clustered around him.

“Ned, I don’t think I should be doing this,” Peter’s hissing to his friend.

“Of course you should be doing this! It’s a Spider-Man look alike contest! There’s no way you’re not going to win,” Ned says matter-of-factly.

or

Sometimes Tony likes to check on Peter through the Baby Monitor Protocol. The results are usually amusing. (5 times Tony watches Peter through the Baby Monitor Protocol, and 1 time he intervenes.)

. . . . .

tree houses and high-tech loveys

Tony runs towards the sounds of her screams. They lead him to where he had last left her and Pete: the tree house. The same tree house that was in one piece an hour ago is now hunks of broken wood, shattered and scattered along the ground. And Morgan-

His daughter’s stuck in the middle of a web that’s suspended between the tree that the clubhouse was in and its next-door neighbor.

. . . . .

waiting

*** INFINITY WAR SPOILERS! ***

Everyone comes back.

Everyone that is, except Peter.

. . . . .

what we deserve

May visits Tony in the hospital after Morgan's birth

#spiderman #ironman #spiderson #irondad #tony stark #peter parker

[milli-moi]

Domestic Avengers Comic Books

M’kay so, a thought I’ve had a bunch and I feel the need to share with tumblr cause you guys will get it (maybe even generate some fan art/fan comics… *fingers crossed*)

We know that Marvel has a bunch of different comic types right? Some of them have the more fantastical genre, some have more fight scenes and less words, others are more comedy or some (my favourites) are more internal and character driven.

There is one specific genre though that I feel marvel has missed the boat on. If you go on the Avengers section of the fandom interwebs you will find A LOT of domestic avengers.

It was the whole thing for a while right? The fanfic, art and memes based on the Avengers team living together in Avengers tower and doing normal stuff together.

Like, I can give you loads of ideas Marvel, loads of single issue style comics which are light and funny and would interest a bunch of people. They don’t all have to follow that remit of course but a bunch would.

Option one:

Avengers Team building games night.

(You could have a bunch of different games as different episodes but this was my first thought)

Monopoly.

Tony: instantly winning, has all the money and is bragging about how he is obviously the best equipped.

Steve: is barely hanging on but claims it’s better to spend money on what the people need than be rich, fundamentally not what the game is about but it’s Steve.

Clint: keeps ending up in jail, claims he knows what’s happening but keeps checking the rules on his phone

Natasha: waits till the end of the game to pull thousands in Monopoly money from her back pocket to the total confusion of all involved. Points out that if anyone knows corruption it’s the Russian one.

Chewie/Goose: eats pieces while Carol observes watching the players frown at the pieces they were sure they put on the board.

Or what about this: individual character pieces.

1. We have some of the team try to teach Vision how to dress for an event, each having their own ideas of how to style clothes, ending in vision looking awful but wearing something each person suggested.

2. Actual intern Peter Parker, on a simple journey through the streets of New York to both collect a complicated coffee order for the team and make it back with all elements involved. Featuring: trying to read Tony’s hand writing, editing the poorly spelled names on cups, avoiding pigeons who REALLY want the croissant he got for himself. Etc.

Movie nights!

practise missions!

skill-sharing!

paintball!

Contests!

Baby sitting!

House rules!

So! Many! Possibilities!

Would love people to tag their own detailed versions and even more would love you to tag your fan made versions of some of these ideas.

Domestic avengers comics- we need you!

#black widow #natasha romanoff #steve rogers #captain america #tony stark #peter parker #spiderman #iron man #Thor #thor odinson #bruce banner #the hulk #clint black #hawkeye #domestic avengers #avengers holidays #avengers team #team building #avengers tower #fan art #fan creations #fan comic #mcufam #MCU #marvel #marvel comics #comic idea #marvel fanart #fan idea

[ladyvillainous]

Steve Rogers – Modern Woman

AU fic where all the avengers live and work together including a rehabilited Bucky Barnes and my character Mel.

Description

Steve can’t help but be drawn to Mel but she’s a thoroughly modern woman of the age complete with tattoo’s wild hair and piercings but what would she want with an old school gentleman like himself

Warnings

Mostly just funny and fluffy with NSFW Smut towards the end

This is out of character even for my version of Steve but I liked the idea so I just rolled with it, don’t take it too seriously.

Word Count: 4978

“Wow! Your hair looks amazing Mel” Wanda enthused, walking around her in a circle to view it from all angles.

“Thanks Wanda, you don’t think it’s too bright?” Mel asked, self-consciously smoothing her hand over her Bubble gum Pink hair.

“Well you could go brighter, but they can probably already see you from space, so where’s the need” Tony Smirked, his eyes not leaving the screen of his phone, propped up against the jug of orange juice on the breakfast table.

Natasha smacked him upside the head as she left the table to fetch more coffee “Ouch” he muttered cringing away from the former assassin, gaze still trained on his phone. 

She smirked down at him as he flinched “Baby”

Turning her attention back to Mel she ducked left and right, viewing her new haircut and colour from all angles “I like it, especially the shaved bit on the side, very edgy”

Bucky walked into the kitchen making a beeline for the coffee machine as usual, only pulling up short when he caught sight of the ladies clustered around it “Woah Mel that’s… er… different”

Mel laughed, rolling her eyes as he walked towards her “Yeah because normally I’m so conservative”

Bucky threw his metal arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his muscular chest, grinning from ear to ear “Can’t wait to see Steve’s reaction”

Natasha laughed “Poor Stevie, even a lip piercing is too much for him let alone…” she looked at Mel sideways “Well…” she gestured to Mel shrugging.

Mel laughed, Steve struggled to hide his horror whenever she arrived back at the tower fresh from the tattoo parlour. Her largest tattoo being a full Avengers themed sleeve on her left arm. She had that done years before she interviewed for Tony as the team techy, he’d just laughed when he saw it and hired her on the spot, so it had come in handy.

Working with the Avengers was a dream come true, she spent most days working with Tony and Bruce in the labs coming up with new gadgets to keep the team safe.  More importantly, she kept them under control ensuring they didn’t attempt to build anymore superbots. Vision had turned out great in the end but Ultron went badly wrong. It had taken a long time for the team to truly feel comfortable with Bruce and Tony being back in a lab together.

Very occasionally Mel would be required for surveillance missions, usually where high levels of tech were involved, but they were minor league dangerous. Mel liked to joke that she was like the teams conscience, the little voice in their ears. Natasha on the other hand referred to her as the devil on her shoulder, as she was prone to making sarcastic comments over the comms. Which on more than one occasion had reduced Sam or Bucky to fits of giggles nearly blowing their covers.

Steve had chewed her out several times for it but she could tell he really wanted to laugh, his beautiful mouth twitching up at the sides as he shouted. She loved to watch him talk, didn’t matter what he was saying it was an excuse to watch the way his mouth moved, as she imagined him putting that mouth to better use.

At least twice Bucky had caught her staring at him during briefings, having to kick her under the table to snap her out of her stupor. It was painfully obvious to everyone she had a massive crush on the Captain. To hide it would be a near impossible task, so instead she played on it, flirting with and teasing Steve until he blushed beet red was a daily challenge for her.

Mel knew nothing was ever going to happen there, Steve didn’t think of her that way. She was way to “Modern a Dame” as he’d called her once. Whereas he was an old school gentleman, something that she found a major turn on unfortunately.

“Oh god! You didn’t get a lip piercing this time did you?..” Steve started, overhearing their conversation as he entered the kitchen. Catching sight of them grouped by the counter he came to a complete dead stop, eyes wide staring at Mel.

Bucky smirked at his best friend, releasing Mel to move to the table for breakfast.

Mel winked at Natasha, before turning to fully face the super soldier, she’d been looking forward to teasing him all morning.

“So big boy, what do you think?” Mel smiled provocatively, tipping the Captain a wink.

Steve stood rooted to the spot, mouth gaping, the only giveaway he’d even heard her was the pink tint spreading along his cheekbones.

Mel slinked towards the frozen super soldier, swaying her hips slowly, noting the way his gaze dropped fractionally as she sauntered closer. Throwing a glance over her shoulder she grinned at the sight of her best friends, shaking silently, desperately trying and failing to keep a straight face.

She turned her full attention back to the Captain, like a predator stalking its prey, doing a little twirl for him fluffing up her long, soft pink hair “So? What do you think?”

Steve gulped as she gazed seductively up at him, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth, fluttering her eyelashes.

“Looks… Looks lovely Mel” he stammered, completely red in the face. He quickly side stepped the tech, moving to join Bucky at the table.

Looking round Mel caught Tony staring at her, finally looking up from his phone an amused look playing across his face as he tried not to laugh “You shouldn’t wind the old man up you’ll give him a heart attack one day”

Mel shrugged “One day, he might surprise us all and give as good as he gets” grinning to the room at large she skipping gleefully from the room “If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the lab” she called over her shoulder.

Tony turned back to look at Steve fixing him with an infuriatingly superior look “Cap are you ever going to do anything about the raging boner you have for that woman?”

The reaction around the table at his words was immediate. Sam and Bucky looked at each other then back to Steve bursting out laughing at his shocked expression. Wanda and Natasha leaned on the kitchen counter watching the super soldier curiously, while Bruce gaped at the billionaire shocked at how baldly he’d put it.

Steve sighed, leaning back in his chair “I’m not her type Tony, you know that”

“That’s an excuse and you know it Cap” Tony declared getting to his feet, crossing the room to drop his plate and cup in the dishwasher.

“How do you know what her type is anyway Steve?” Natasha enquired, an eyebrow raised in challenge.

“Well come on, she’s… she’s so modern and I’m so… so… old fashioned” Steve cried, throwing his hands up in the air.

“That’s just appearance Steve, deep down every woman wants a bit of good old fashioned loving” Wanda smirked.

Steve looked up at the women leaning on the counter, suddenly very aware they knew Mel better than anyone on the team.

“Are you guessing or do you know that for a fact in this case?”  He asked carefully.

Natasha snorted “We know Steve, Jesus you’re so oblivious, Mel is held over heels for you everyone knows it, now would you please do something about it” she said, with a roll of her eyes.

“Seriously?” he asked incredulous.

Bucky’s hand landed heavily on his friends shoulder “Seriously punk, we can all see the way you look at each other”

Steve looked to Sam for confirmation, who nodded “Seriously!”

He looked to the table for a moment thinking hard, then back to Natasha and Wanda “Ok so if I’m gonna do this I’ll need your help”

Wanda whooped punching her fist in the air as Natasha grinned deviously at the super solider “Bring it on Stevie”

***

“You want to do what?” Wanda shrieked between her fingers, her hand over her mouth, eyes wide with horror

Natasha leaned back against the door to Steve’s room regarding the soldier with interest.

“You know she likes you just the way, you are you don’t need to go to all this trouble...” she queried an amused smile tugging at her lips.

Steve grinned “Maybe it’s time to prove that I can give as good as I get”

Wanda squeaked, dropping her hands from her face finally “Well that will do it alright… but it’s awful extreme”

Running a hand through his blonde hair, ruffling it up in that sexy way that made all the girls swoon, not that he noticed, Steve sighed.

“Sometimes you have to go to extremes for love”

The two women exchanged raised eyebrows before bursting into hysterics.

“Dramatic much” Natasha smirked from the doorway.

Wanda laughed “Well I still think you’re crazy… but I’ll grab my purse, we have some shopping to do”

Wanda and Natasha left Steve’s room “See you downstairs in 5” still chuckling to themselves.

3 hours later they were back in Steve’s room his purchases spread across the bed.

Wanda, who was now finally on board once the shopping began, was gleefully bouncing around looking at their purchases and trying to decide where to begin.

“Bathroom now” Natasha ordered crooking her finger at the super solider indicating he should follow. Steve’s last thought before they got to work was “What had he gotten himself into!”

Mel wandered into the kitchen, following the gorgeous smell wafting down the hall that had enticed her, Bruce and even Tony to leave the lab.

“Oh my god! Wanda’s cooking” Mel squealed excitedly, Wanda’s cooking was second to none.

Wanda looked up from the pot smiling “It’s almost done, why don’t you set the table”

Bruce and Mel grabbed handfuls of cutlery and plates, while Tony sorted the drinks out. One by one the rest of the team appeared at the doorway having allowed the smell of Wanda’s cooking to distract them from whatever task they’d been doing at the time.

Bucky and Sam had clearly been in the gym as they arrived dressed in their sweats with wet hair, Vision drifted though the wall from the library right behind Bruce making him scream and drop a plate. They all laughed at him teasing him about turning green which just earned them a death glare from the scientist.

Mel busied herself helping Wanda dish up, handing out the plates of food to those already sat at the table. Completely preoccupied with trying not to drop 3 plates at once, she didn’t witness the new arrivals enter the kitchen behind her.

Tony who was already tucking into his food not waiting for anyone as usual froze, eyes wide his fork suspended halfway between his open mouth and the plate.

Bucky abruptly began to choke on the glass of water he was drinking, eyes watering trying to prevent it from rushing out his nose. Sam absentmindedly pounded him on the back, not one for missing an opportunity to hit the super soldier, while shooting amused glances to the doorway. Bruce like Mel had his back to the door, they looked up at the sounds of Bucky choking then at each other confused. Bruce swivelled to look over his shoulder, following Tony’s shocked gaze “What did you do?” he breathed horrified.

Mel turned to see Natasha in the doorway grinning widely at her and then turned her gaze to the man next to her, her uncomprehending eyes not recognising him for a second “Steve?” she gasped her mouth falling open in shock.

She barely recognised him and not in a good way. Gone was his beautiful blonde hair replaced with a bright vivid red, styled slightly spikey, pulled down and swept across his forehead. Admittedly she liked the style but the colour did nothing for him.

Eyes sliding down over his grinning face she realised he was uncharacteristically dressed all in black and much more casually that she was used to. His hoodie was emblazoned with the Avengers logo and his baggy combat trousers were slung low on his hips, a metal chain hanging between his back pocket and belt. As she stared, he pushed his right sleeve up his arm, a collective gasp of horror rippled around the room as he revealed a full tribal tattoo sleeve.

Mel squeaked appalled hiding her face in her hands not wanting to see, but then immediately parting her fingers to peak through unable to look away, what had he done to his beautiful body.

“Well…” began Sam “Well Steve, I never thought anyone would be able to top Mel’s flamingo pink hair, but here I am proved wrong”

“What on earth were you thinking?” Tony demanded torn between the desire to snap a picture or slap some sense into the man.

“Mel said she wanted to see me give as good as a got one day, so here I am giving it everything I got” Steve responded waving his tattooed arm towards Mel.

Mesmerised Mel watched his arm wave through the air before she registered his words “Oh no! Don’t you blame this on me, I wanted you to fight back a little as in tease me not… not… well this” She cried gesturing to all of him.

“I think he looks sexy like this don’t you agree Wanda?” Natasha called across to the witch who quickly ducked behind the counter on the pretence of having dropped something to hide her laughing face.

“Absolutely” she called from the floor.

Mel glared at the red head “You helped him do this, didn’t you? Jesus Nat, why didn’t you talk him out of it?”

“I don’t understand Doll, don’t you like my new look?” Steve affected a hurt look but couldn’t stop his lips from twitching up into a smile.

“No, I…” Mel started, realisation hitting her like a tonne of bricks “You’re winding me up aren’t you?”

Steve, Wanda and Natasha burst into hysterics “You should see your faces right now! Natasha gasped, through the tears running down her face.

The entire table huffed out a deep breath, collectively releasing the breath they hadn’t realised they were holding.

“I dunno, I kinda like it” smirked Bucky “You’ve finally joined this century Stevie”

Mel spun to shout at the super soldier “He should be dressing like a grown up not like some gothic emo teenager!”

Bruce looked at Mel thoughtfully “It’s not all that different to how you dress Mel” he said quietly.

Mel snapped her gaze down to the man next to her “You what? I don’t… I mean… oh god you’re right” She stared down at her own all black outfit, thoughtfully touching her pink hair.

“Wanda” Mel shouted suddenly making everyone jump “Tomorrow we’re going shopping, Nat I’ll need you too”

“Yay more shopping” Wanda clapped her hands together gleefully.

“Finally!” Natasha breathed out triumphantly, a smirk plastered across her face.

Turning back to Steve Mel marched across the room into she was right in front of him “Right Mr you’re coming with me, I refuse to look at you like this for a second longer, we’ve got to sort this”

Steve laughed staring down at her “But what about dinner?”

“Shoulda thought about that before pulling this little stunt” she grimaced at his red hair again.

Rushing out the door, she grabbed him by the sleeve of his hoodie, dragging him with her

“Save us some food would ya” he shouted to Wanda as he was unceremoniously hauled from the room.

“Where are we going Doll?” Steve asked chuckling as she shoved him into the Elevator and hit the button for Steve’s floor with her fist.

“Your room, to get all of… well that off you” Mel shook her head “For the love of god tell me that none of it’s permanent”

Steve Chuckled “The hair dye is wash in wash out, though Nat has warned me my hair may be a little orange for a while, the tattoo… Well look…”

Mel looked down to the arm he was holding out, with his other hand he reached up under the sleeve of his hoodie and pulled the fake tattoo sleeve down, over his wrist revealing his unblemished and perfect skin.

She sighed in relief as it came off “Oh thank goodness”

“What’s the matter Doll? Didn’t you think it suited me?”

Mel rolled her eyes “Don’t get me wrong Steve, seeing you with a tattoo was actually kinda hot but I wouldn’t have wanted you to mark your gorgeous body permanently to prove a point” she threw at him before thinking it through belatedly and realising what she’d said.

Silence followed her admission the tension in the room suddenly skyrocketing “Gorgeous huh?” Steve asked softly, raising a hand to Mel’s chin and lifting, forcing her chocolate brown eyes up to his sky blue’s.

Seeking to diffuse the sudden tension Mel laughed nervously, shrugging she stepped backwards to the elevator wall “Oh come on Steve you know you are”

He continued to stare down at her thoughtfully, a slight smile on his lips, leaning over towards the panel of buttons he brought his palm down square on the emergency stop button causing the elevator to slam to a sudden stop.

Mel squeaked in surprise, flattening herself back against the wall as Steve bore down on her, placing a hand on the wall either side of her shoulders.  

Once the lift had shuddered to a complete stop, Steve wrapped his arms around her, gathering her close, he swooped down to capture her lips with his own.  

Tangled a hair into her hair, he kissed her with a passion that Mel didn’t know he possessed. Raising her own hands, she fisted them into his hoodie pulling him closer, deepening the kiss as she opened her mouth allowing him to slide his tongue into her mouth to tangle with her own. Mel groaned as his other hand found its way to her backside, gripping her tight and pulling her flush against him, pushing a muscular thigh between hers, pinning her to the wall.

“Captain Rogers you have activated the emergency stop on the elevator do you require assistance?” FRIDAY called into the elevator.

Pulling back Steve shouted at the ceiling “No thanks FRIDAY, we’re fine” Mel grinned at him, pulling him back down to her, she tangled her hand in his vivid hair, crashing her lips back on his.

“Err Cap?” The sound of Tony’s voice filled the small space “You know there are cameras in there right?”

“Best turn them off then Tony, otherwise you’re going to get quite the show” Mel called out, tearing her lips from Steve’s momentarily, Steve grinned impishly in response to her words.

“Oh no, get out at the next floor or I will come up there and make you” Tony shouted as the elevator started moving again.

Mel sighed mumbling under her breath “Party pooper”

Steve placed a kiss on the tip of her nose and released her, stepping back till he reached the other side of the confined space, his arousal evident even through his baggy trousers.

The door pinged and slid open “Well we really should get that stuff out of your hair and you out of those clothes anyway” Mel said as they left the elevator.  

“I rather thought we’d started on the latter already” Steve said laughing as he followed her down the hall.

Stopping outside his door Mel looked at him thoughtfully “Was that the point of all this?” Pulling on the chain on his trousers.

“Well yes and no” Steve confirmed unlocking his room and ushering her inside.

“No, the point wasn’t to make you want to rip my clothes off exactly… but it was supposed to… I dunno make you see me like the type of guy you would usually go for”

“You’re an idiot” Mel huffed heading for the bathroom briefly pausing at the confused look on his face.

“What makes you think I like guys dressed like this? When have you ever seen me with one? When have you ever seen me with a guy for that matter? For all you knew I was a lesbian”

“Nat never gave me any indication that I was the wrong gender” he chuckled.

Mel laughed “Oh Nat said did she, using my friends against me I see… how did that work out for you?”

Steve shrugged “You’re here aren’t you… though I confess it didn’t go as I’d expected”

Mel walked back over to him, hands settling on his hips just under the hem on his hoodie “Know why?”

Steve inhaled sharply as he felt her hands drift higher, edging under his clothes, fingertips gently skimming over his sides “No please do enlighten me”

“It’s because I don’t have a type” she said sliding her hands higher, bringing his hoodie with her hands, forcing it up over his head and flinging it into a corner.

Bringing her hands back to Steve’s chest she began to trace lazy circles on his bare skin “Well actually that’s not strictly true, I do have a type but it’s very specific”

Steve brought his hand up to cup her cheek using his other hands to gently lift her chin, so she was looking into his eyes “What is it?”

Mel smiled “You” she stated simply.

A lazy grin spread across the super soldier's face at her words, stooping to kiss her once more he was brought up short when she ducked out of his hold and stepped into his bathroom.

Straightening up the smile sliding from his face to be replaced with a confused frown, he watched Mel spin in the doorway to face him. With an exaggerated and flirtatious wink she crossed her arms in front of her, gripped the hem of her black T-shirt and pulled it over her head, depositing it on the floor next to her and placed her hands on her hips in challenge.

Steve inhaled sharply taking in the sheer Navy lace bralet that had been hidden under her plain clothes. Stepping towards her he reached out and pulled her to him, one large hand placed on her lower back the other resting on the smooth skin over the ribcage.

"I don't remember you showing me this tattoo before" Steve murmured his mouth curved into a smirk as his gaze fell to the picture of his shield peeking out from underneath the Navy lace, adorning the tender skin above her left breast.

A slow smile spread across Mel's face "Maybe I was hoping you'd find it someday"

Steve chuckled "I'm wondering what else you haven't shown me now"

Stepping back out of his arms once more Mel grinned impishly at him "Oh baby you haven't seen anything yet"

Hooking her fingers into the waistband of her skirt she pushed the garment over her hips towards the floor straightening up as the material hit the floor.

Steve surveyed the goddess in front of him, taking in the Captain America themed lacy French knickers she wore with only a slight pink tinge to his cheeks.

"I didn't know they made Captain America underwear" was his response along with a disbelieving smile.

Mel shrugged "They don't" turning she reached into the shower to switch on the water leaving it to warm up "I had these made special, just for you"

"Lucky you were wearing them today then" Steve responded.

Mel nodded "Definitely my lucky day"

Reaching for his belt buckle she undid the clasp and pushed the baggy pants from his hips with a look of disgust "Never let me catch you wearing these again"

Chuckled Steve shook his head "No Mam"

"Now did you want me to help get that dye out of your hair or can you manage by yourself" Mel asked with a lilt to her voice, as she pulled one bra strap down her arm, pausing to wait for his reaction.

Eyes wide as he realised she intended to join him in the shower, Steve felt his mouth go dry "I definitely need help"

Mel dropped her gaze the evident bulge in his tight black boxers "So I see" she murmured provocatively.

Stepping back into his embrace she placed her palm to front of his boxers, squeezing him gently through the material "And what will you give me in return?" she whispered eyes boring into his.

Steve groaned at the touch of her hand, hauling her into his arms and crashing his lips to hers.

Invading her mouth with his tongue, he marvelled at the sweet taste of her, hands roaming her soft skin, pressing her ever tighter against him.

Mel responded in kind, running her hands over his muscles, cupping his face and sliding into the hair at the nape of his neck.

Flipping open the clasp holding her bralet closed Steve pulled back briefly to allow her to remove it. Gripping her pert backside, he lifted her onto the sink the shower now forgotten, slipping between her parted thighs to drop his mouth to the exposed flesh. Mel arched into his touch her fingers clutching at his shoulders as he engulfed her nipple, fingers expertly pinching at the other.

Mewling in pleasure she hooked her legs over his hips pulling him closer to grind her overheated core against his arousal. Steve could feel how damp she was through 2 layers of material, the knowledge drove him wild.

"Careful Doll or I might just have to take you right here, right now" he hissed against her flesh.

Mel chuckled grinding against him once more with a low moan "You shouldn't make promises you can't keep Captain"

Peering up at her Steve considered briefly if she was seriously challenging him or joking. Grinning at his confusion Mel raised an eyebrow "I thought you were giving as good as you got today?"

Grinning in response Steve stepped back from her, pulled her from her perch atop the sink and spun her, trapping her between the sink and his muscular body. Eyes boring into hers through the mirror he placed a gentle kiss to her shoulder hands trailing down her sides, leaving fire in their wake "You may regret saying that Doll"

Mel pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, noting how his cock twitched against her ass with the movement "Make me" She defied with a smirk.

Hooking his thumbs into her panties Steve pulled them down her long legs, allowing her to kick them away as he dealt with his boxers the last remaining barrier between them.

Using his foot he pushed her legs further apart and backwards causing her to automatically bend over the sink, eyes wide and wild at the thought of what was about to happen.

"Don't keep me waiting Captain" she hissed out in anticipation and desperation, she'd waited for this so long.

Cock in hand Steve stroked her folds with his tip groaning loudly on finding her wet and ready for him "Hold on then Doll"

Guiding himself into her entrance he slid into her fully, both crying out in exaggerated sexual agony at the feeling.

Mel arched her back revelling in the feeling of being filled by him, it almost being enough to push her over the edge before they'd even started. Holding himself steady Steve attempted to gather his wits, but one look at the wild, wanton expression on Mel's face reflected in the mirror and he fell apart.

Pulling himself from her body he pushed himself back inside forcefully, extracting a long feral moan from somewhere deep inside Mel.

Spurred on by the noises she was making and the way she was looking at him in the mirror Steve buried himself in her over and over, harder and faster with every thrust. Surprised not only that Mel wanted it that way, but that she was encouraging him to use her so completely, actively basking in the bruising brutal pace he was inflicting on her body.

Mel could feel her body building to fever pitch quicker than she wanted, but the sexual tension had been ready to snap for some time, neither of them was going to be able to hang on much longer.

"Right there baby, that's it harder" she cooed, as he found just the right spot that made her toes curl.

Gritting his teeth Steve slammed into her so hard they both heard the sink crunch in protest, but niether could even contemplate stopping at this point.

With 3 more ferocious thrusts Mel came apart at the seams, screaming out her release her walls spasming around his cock so hard it trigged his own orgasm. Hips stuttering, fingers gripping her hips hard enough to bruise Steve emptied himself into her, shouting out her name in pure ecstasy.

Mel sagged boneless over the sink, her forehead pressed against the cool glass of the mirror, breath fogging the surface as she panted, attempting to normalise her breathing.

Possessed of super soldier stamina Steve recovered quicker, pulling himself from her exhausted body she whimpered quietly at the loss her legs wobbling and threatening to give.

Reaching first into the long abandoned shower to turn off the now cold water Steve returned to scoop her up into his arms bridal style. Carrying her back to his bedroom and laying her carefully on his bed, sliding in next to her to pull her back into his arms unable to keep himself from touching her.

With a sigh Mel drapped her arm over his chest, snuggling into shoulder as his arm snaked around her back.

"Well" she huffed out finally with a tired chuckle "I'm not entirely sure you're that much of an old-fashioned gentleman after all"

Steve grinned down at her upturned smiling face "I think I could get used to being a bit more modern"

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[no-gorms]

This a real question, not a complaint: how do you still ship Steve and Tony after Civil War? I used to love it, but now I cant forget that CW made it clear Steve doesn’t care about Tony or even the Avengers very much. I always wonder if The Letter TM was supposed to be a real apology and the screenwriter was just a sociopath, or if they were making him a dick on purpose. Anyway, I’d love to know how you reconcile all of that because your characterizations of them are so beautiful. I want to enjoy the ship again, so I’d love to hear your take on it.

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The funny thing is, Civil War is what made me ship Steve and Tony again, and I feel like how people engage with CW's take on them depends on where their feelings already were when that movie came out. I'm speaking broad strokes but not to universal experiences, plus shipping is subjective. Thoughts behind the cut.

I got into Steve/Tony as a ship around the time the first Iron Man movie came out (thanks, zen-ish!) and most of the fic back then was comics-based and focused on a deep, years-spanning friendship with bumps between them. Understandably, a lot of these feelings got projected forward into the fresh potential of the MCU's new versions of the characters, and in my memory, a lot of fic post-The Avengers predicated a future friendship dynamic not too far from from what the comics had established.

Now, a lot of people thrived then and still thrive now in that post-2012 The Avengers time of rich possibility. I know I had joined that high with tremendous excitement. But my investment in them as a ship took a sharp blow when Age of Ultron came out, because (not knocking those who get stuff out of it) the team dynamic was not working for me. Workmates instead of teammates, Steve wasn't even living in the tower (WHY?) and though there were some nice moments, Steve and Tony's main interactions were plot-driven instead of character-driven, and coolly semi-antagonistic. And by 'cool' I mean impersonal, which comes back to the workmates vibe.

The Avengers didn't need to show them as a tight team, but it teased the possibility. AOU, in my opinion, didn't follow up on possibility, and as a result I lost interest. I know a lot of people filled in the blanks and used the 2012-team-as-family momentum to keep going, but I couldn't get into that.

Now Civil War. Oh boy. I understand why people like yourself have strong negative feelings about it, but when Steve and Tony fight in this movie, it's personal. It's also plot-driven, but in my opinion the character beats are stronger in how the conflict is depicted. It fills in the negative space in AOU of two people who should know each other well by now -- Tony knows how Steve's going to react to the Accords, and Steve knows that Tony's already made a decision. Tony gentles himself, and uses a personal touch to try to convince Steve to change his stance. Steve outright yells at one point, which he rarely does. When Tony learns about Zemo, he goes to help Steve without hesitating -- that's a ride-or-die that's too late, and gets turned on its head at the last moment. When Tony learns about his parents, Steve stops trying to justify his actions, because he knows Tony's pain is too great and in this, without question, Steve was wrong and he can't defend himself in any way, it's done, it's over, all he can do is stand his ground and not let Tony hurt anyone.

It hurts because they care. As opposed to AOU, where when they fought the dialogue could've come from anyone and the movie refused to address the fallout afterward, or in The Avengers they barely knew each other and (you guessed it!) the movie refused to address the fallout afterward.

Would it have been nice for them to show Steve and Tony as good friends? Definitely, I'm upset about AOU to this very day. Is Steve's letter at the end of CW weird? Yes, and I won't bother justifying it.

But to me, CW built up a storm of emotion between them where previously there was (again, in my personal opinion) barely anything at all, and as long as there's something, that's something I can work with. (And I thought it was delicious.) A lot of how I write Steve and Tony is influenced by CW and its fallout, especially in how I'd build their friendship backwards in their timeline (through the post-2012 Avengers and AOU era) knowing what we know about them and how they strongly affected each other in CW and after.

#scaramouche answers asks #anonymous #superhusbands for ts #if none of this resonates with you that's all fine! #the mcu's steve & tony is a certain kind of beast #for good or ill

[edenjohansson]

Chapter 4

fifty shades of Red

Arctic Monkeys songs : Do I wanna Know? I wanna be yours 505 R U mine?

Nat's pov :

If Steve thinks he has a chance to get her he knows me badly. Finally it wasn't hard, she was really hot in her black dress. With her white hair and white skin she looks like an angel.

Maybe kissing her was going to be quite intense. Maybe I can have more with her.

We both walked towards her as she walked to the bar. Steve talked to her first asking her if she was our new investor. Useless question because we already knew that it was her. She turned and smiled at him.

Dear God, her smile was amazing

She confirmed and Steve presented himself. I said my name as well and we decided to take her upstairs with everyone else. Steve walked first and I placed myself next to her to talk.

"So, where do you from?" I ask her.

"Vancouver actually, in Canada, you?"

"Russia"

She smiled again as she looked at me. God I feel like a teen falling in love.

"I love Russia, my family lived there for many years"

"Oh that's great! We can go back there together maybe" I say as I smile.

She got closer to me and put her arm around mine. She smelled so great and her skin was so soft. She whispered in my ear.

"I follow you wherever you want darling"

OH. DEAR. GOD.

We met only 15 minutes ago but I already know that I definitely want more with her.

Bella's pov :

I knew that when I pronounce this sentence she's going to understand what I want with her. Her cheeks turned red as we looked into each other's eyes.

She looks hot with her red cheeks

I smiled at her and faced the other members of the team. I let her go as I hugged Tony.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you Belladonna, here's the Avengers and my wife Pepper"

I hugged Pepper and said hi to everyone else.

They really looked like a family, smiling and laughing togethers. They all live inside the tower and go on missions as one team.

A family. Something I can't have. I can sleep with people but it has been a long time since I decided that someone was worthy of immortality.

Because when a vampire is in love and they think that their partners are the "one" they can offer immortality by letting them become their husband or wife and let them live on their side. This type of offer can be dangerous for the human because when they receive the mark of the vampire on their neck they can't leave. It's like a trap for some of them.

"Do you want something to drink?" Tony asks me.

"If you have vodka it'll be with pleasure"

"Oh finally someone who likes vodka" Nat says to me laughing.

Natasha starts filling my glass and stops at 5cl of it. I looked at her and said.

"You can double it even triple"

"Really?"

"Alcohol has no effects on me" I responded smiling.

She smiled back at me and filled up my glass again. She gives me my glass and I start drinking.

"Come sit with us Belladonna" Steve called me.

I walked towards them and sat on an armchair. I crossed my legs and revealed the skin of my thigh. My oldest scar was there too. From my ankle to my knee. I got this one 1500 years ago.

"What's the story of this scar on your leg?" It's Thor who asks me that.

Young and hungry vampire. I cut his head off for that.

I looked at my leg and thought about which version to give to them.

"Car accident actually. I wasn't the driver, my sister was. I had my leg on the car dashboard. Another car drove over us. The car literally exploded"

Pretty good lie.

"Oh. And your sister?"

"She died. I almost died too but I escape from the car before she burned"

No one speak. I feel the atmosphere gets anxious. I continue speaking.

"But it's okay. It was years ago. I passed through it, don't worry. Now I invested in the Avengers and I accomplish the dream of my sister to become an superhero"

Tony smiled at me like everyone else.

"What was her name?" Bruce asks.

"Juniper"

"Well we found the new name of our ship" Thor says.

Wait. What?

For one second I felt bad lying but one part was true, June, as I called her, wasn't my sister but my daughter and she died 500 years before, killed by another Queen who wanted to use her for her power. And she really wants to become a superhero.

"You don't have to" I say to them.

"Yes I know but I want to" Tony says to me holding out my hand.

I shook his hand and smiled at him. They all started to talk again about other things as I felt a hand on my left arm. I turned and looked at Bucky.

"I'm sure she's proud to become a ship"

I laugh softly at his joke and nod my head.

"I'm sure too. It's the dream of everyone to become a ship and not an animal after we die"

"And if she was an animal, what would she be?"

"Mh. Maybe a butterfly or a squirrel. She loved nature and she was so sweet"

I looked down as I remembered her. She was smiling at everyone, everyone loved her. She was so powerful though, she used to talk and control animals. But never badly, always to make the world better. She was spending her time playing outside.

"I'm sure she was lovely"

I turned and smiled at Wanda at my right. With her dark redhair and her black suit she looks gorgeous.

"Do you have brothers or sisters?"

"I consider Steve as my brother. We known each other for many years" Bucky said. 

I looked at Steve and looked back at Bucky. They were so different but so additional.

"And I don't but I have Vision in my life" Wanda adds.

The discussion continued until I heard some music. It was me and my sister's favorite.

Arctic Monkeys "Do I Wanna Know?". I looked at everyone and let them discuss as I stood up and walked to go downstairs to dance.

"Where do you go?" Natasha asks me.

"What's a party without dance? And it's my favorite music"

I smiled and started singing slowly. Natasha walked towards me and started singing with me. With the music, the other people, only us can hear we're singing.

It started playing "I wanna be yours". Perfect timing for me.

"Maybe I just wanna be yours" I sing.

Nat's pov :

"Maybe I wanna be yours" she says.

I wanna be yours too love

She looked directly into my eyes saying this. I sing the same with her and we get closer.

The song ends and we start laughing together.

"If I get '505' it's gonna be perfect" Bella says to me.

And as she said that, the music started playing "505" and she smiled at me again.

"I love this one" she added.

She continued singing and looked at me as she said the lyrics.

"Stop and wait a sec' Oh when you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect?"

I felt my cheeks turn red and I decided to continue singing.

"I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck"

As I sang this, she placed her hands around my neck. I placed mine around her waist and we continued singing together getting closer.

We stopped singing and she smiled at me with a seductive look in her eyes.

I didn't even hear another song start but she just sang one more lyric to me.

"All I wanna ever say is, 'Are you mine'?"

She waited for me to answer and I placed my hand on her cheek and kissed her.

#fanfic #marvel #natasha romanoff #belladonna #vampire #smut

[sticknstringavenger]

hi I’m mads & I’m stuck in 2012 when the avengers all lived in the tower and no one was dead or evil 🥺

Clint Barton is my ideal husband (matt fraction’s Hawkeye comic verse version), Tony Stark has at least one secret illegitimate child somewhere, and Steve Rogers is a sneaky little shit

I am NOT caught up yet so please no spoilers! I’m working on making my way through the Disney + shows at the moment and then I need to watch the new Spider-Man and Doctor Strange (rl is a biotch friends)

MASTERLIST (coming soon)

Current favorites ->

Movie: The Avengers

Show: The Falcon & The Winter Soldier

Character: Steve Rogers

Ship: Darcy Lewis/Brock Rumlow

Scene: Steve’s line about that really is America’s ass

Fanfic: everything by @yespumpkindoodlesthings and Flight Ready (Darcy x Clint) by @steeleholtingon

Upcoming: ……tbd

Main: @floweringashore

Header & Icon: Pinterest

#mads speaks #welcome to the hub of chaos #hehe #sticknstringavenger #welcome post

[themculibrary]

Fics With Titles That Start With B Masterlist 2

part one

Bad in the Blood (ao3) - thelittlestpurplecat steve/bucky E, 90k

Summary: Bucky Barnes leads a charmed life. As the son of the most powerful, and arguably most dangerous man in Brooklyn, all he had to do was want something, and it was his. People fell over themselves to garner a little favor from him, and his family; that is, until Steve Rogers.

Bucky finds himself drawn to the prickly little nothing of a kid who dared to turn him down, but the set up is far from perfect. Steve's family has gotten in the mob's bad graces, and Bucky find himself torn between family loyalties, and the boy who make him, for the first time, feel something for someone other than himself.

Bad Romance (ao3) - elcapitan_rogers, sleeplessinbudapest steve/natasha E, 54k

Summary: The new teacher hates Natasha. Or does he? (Romanogers AU- Teacher/Student)

Behind Bars (ao3) - sara_holmes bucky/clint M, 32k

Summary: Reasons that Bucky has vowed never to get involved in Steve’s fights ever again: 1. He’s landed himself in jail, 2. The jail is in the ass-end of Latveria, 3. The only other American within a hundred clicks is an asshole, 4. Said asshole happens to be his cellmate and Bucky’s stuck with him.

Bend Around the Wind (ao3) - Scyllaya loki/tony E, 403k

Summary: A few months after the battle of New York the God Loki appears back on Stark Tower under chaotic circumstances. This time however he is on the run. Tony Stark gets caught up in the crossfire and is taken along with the Aesir. Can the two of them ever make truce in order to get away? And even if they do, how does one escape from such a dark corner of the universe, when they are so very far away from the Nine Realms, that not even Loki knows the way back home. But first, they need to survive.

Better When I’m With You (ao3) - thelilacfield wanda/vision T, 69k

Summary: He’s had a number of firsts. Virginia Reed, his first crush. Wanda Maximoff, his first kiss. Eve Simon, his first heartbreak. Mandy Fournier, the first girl who said yes when he asked her to dance. And he’s becoming increasingly certain that Sam Wilson is his first love.

Vision writes a letter each time he has a crush so consuming he can’t forget it. They are tiny pieces of his heart, written out for his eyes only, a way to say goodbye.

Until the day they’re sent out.

between wanting and needing (ao3) - snarkymuch bucky/steve/tony E, 123k

Summary: An abused sub, a traumatized switch, and gentle dom come together to heal. This is their story.

BIG & small (ao3) - hobbitdragon bruce/natasha M, 10k

Summary: I saw Age of Ultron, loved Natasha/Bruce, but hated how Joss did it. Here's my version of how this pairing should go.

blondie (ao3) - luckybxrnes bucky/clint, steve/tony, wanda/natasha, pietro/peter T, 188k

Summary: when james buchanan barnes and clint barton meet for the first time, it ends with clint in a dumpster and a broken hearing aid.

maybe it wasn't his best idea to yell at another assassian and try to fight him on a rooftop.

eight years later, clint is a little smarter and james is trying his best to be okay.

Blue As True As Blue Can Be (ao3) - aaralyn bruce/tony M, 77k

Summary: Tony Stark has worked hard to make sure everyone sees exactly what he wants them to. After all, they'd all rather see the asshole with the too-bright smile than the terrified person underneath who is desperately trying to conceal that which has caused him so much pain. Trust him, he knows.

(Tony Stark is a mutant, and his father had made sure to note /exactly/ how he felt about that. Now, with the Avengers living with him full-time, it's getting more and more difficult to hide the part of him that almost no one still alive knows about.)

Blue Lips, Blue Veins (ao3) - romanoff steve/tony E, 300k

Summary: Tony Stark is Iron Man.

Before that, he was an man with bigger heart than brain. Before that, he was an asshole with a bigger mouth than sense. And before that, he was was a scared little boy. Not that it matters. Stark's always have had iron in their backbone.

Born from the Earth (ao3) - venusm steve/tony, clint/phil, tony/oc E, 277k

Summary: Tony Stark's born an omega in a world where that means he's supposed to follow certain social rules. He becomes Iron Man anyway: Fuck biology.

If only his biology (and the world) would quit fucking him back.

Brookland House (ao3) - Ark steve/bucky E, 8k

Summary: “You seem distressed, my angel. Are you not pleased with the match? The word from court is that Lord James Barnes is an upstanding gentleman, not given to the wild circles around the Prince Regent. And Steve, it was he who asked for you. The young man has kept you in mind all these years -- despite our circumstances.”

Bruises on My Skin (ao3) - pherryt bucky/clint T, 8k

Summary: When you get unexplained bruises appearing on your skin, you're one of the rare few to have found your soulmate. What happens to them, is echoed on you to a lesser degree - but usually it doesn't happen till you're much older.

Clint's first bruise appeared when he was five. He didn't feel so lucky.

Bucky Barnes Hates Christmas (ao3) - QuestinWitchFace sam/bucky T, 19k

Summary: Bucky tries to survive the Avengers Christmas party and the Wilson family Christmas despite not feeling very Christmas-y. Also, yeah, he's in love with Sam Wilson.

bucky's first christmas (ao3) - haveufoundwhaturlookingfor sam/bucky T, 2k

Summary: It's Bucky's first Christmas back since escaping the Winter Soldier, and Sam promised Steve that he would try his best to make it the most magical Christmas for Bucky. Bucky's not quite as excited as Sam is about this idea.

built from scraps (ao3) - peterstank T, 138k

Summary: or: the one where tony was dusted instead of peter, so he and pepper try to figure out the whole ‘family’ thing together.

(oh, and it turns out that the man who died in peter’s arms on an alien planet is his biological father. who knew, right?)

Bulletproof (ao3) - foxxcub steve/tony E, 20k

Summary: At age fifteen, Steve Rogers had been in love with Tony Stark.

By age twenty, he’d (mostly) gotten over it. And then he promptly became Tony Stark's fuck buddy.

burn the ice and call me dirty (ao3) - squadrickchestopher bucky/clint E, 4k

Summary: “I’ve got talented hands,” James says, dropping his voice lower. “If you’re up for it, I could give you a more...personal demonstration.”

It’s a cheesy line, all things considered, but it goes right through Clint like a lightning strike, lighting up his nervous system in all the best ways. “Uh...”

“If you want,” James adds. “It’s up to you.”

“I want,” Clint says, probably too fast to be as smooth as he was hoping for. “Definitely.”

But I Still Feel You (ao3) - pensversusswords steve/tony T, 16k

Summary: Tony knows a lot of things about Steve. He knows that Steve is a stubborn pain in the ass, he knows that he's got a heart of gold, and he knows Steve would rather punch his way out of a tricky situation than talk himself out of it.

But the one thing Tony knows the most: he's hopelessly, tragically in love with Steve.

In which Tony is impulsive, Steve is confused, and they work it out in the end. Eventually.

But My Smile Still Stays On (ao3) - Meddalarksen, victoriousscarf loki/tony T, 42k

Summary: It's pretty well assumed by people that you shouldn't chase after the people that try to shove you off a table when you kiss them. Except, Tony Stark has never been most people, and he's hardly used to being rejected, even by someone as quiet or gorgeous as fashion design student Loki Laufeyson.

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