#tony (also crying): obviously?? I did all this to bring you back

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #139

NWH AU where Tony's been in a coma this whole time. He still is. But the world thinks he's dead.

One day, Rhodey is in some science place (maybe SI, maybe a community college where he was giving a speech?) and he sees this kid tinkering who looks exactly like Tony Stark. The teen Tony Stark from when he first met him at MIT. Even down to the mannerisms. He goes up and has a brief conversation with this stranger, just curious. Then he leaves.

Unbeknownst to the kid, Peter, Rhodey managed to grab something for a DNA test. The kid just looked too much like his best friend. Like seeing a ghost

When they analyze the DNA, they learn that this kid is in fact Tony's biological son

Rhodey goes back to find the kid, this time bringing Happy. Peter gets to have the super fun conversation where two people who should know him but don't tell him that the person he saw as a father was his actual father, only it's too late

They convince Peter to come with them eventually. And Peter gets the shock of his entire life

Over the next little while, at Tony's bedside, Peter gets to know Morgan (who he would've seen as a sister anyway but this is insane). He also gets reacquainted with Rhodey, Happy, and Pepper, who all admittedly find him a bit sus with how much he seems to know.

But...this is Tony's kid. His son. So they let him be there, let him talk to Tony and hold his hand. 

Finally, finally, Tony wakes up.

And it turns out, being in a coma and thought dead by the entire world, including wizards, makes one exempt from certain magic

Bonus:

As he sits by Tony's bedside, Peter has to grapple with a lot of emotions. One of them is the realization that he was never actually related to Uncle Ben, which makes him feel like his uncle and aunt died for nothing

Pepper helps him through it. Even not knowing him the way she once did, she knows plenty about guilt complexes and chosen family. She assures Peter that he's still a Parker, no matter what, and that his aunt and uncle wouldn't have given him up for the world

Another thing Peter deals with is the fear of Tony waking up and not knowing him. It breaks his heart just thinking about it.

Cue THE most relieving hurt/comfort reunion ever imagined

#peter (crying): you remember me? #tony (also crying): obviously?? I did all this to bring you back #ironfam: the hell tony?? why didn't you ever tell us you had a son?!?! #tony: what? you guys know peter.. #irondad fic ideas #irondad and spiderson #miscommunication and confusion continue until they finally get through to tony that peter is not just his emotional son #he is also his biological son #tony: ...HOW has this not come up before??? kid we did all those tests on your freaky spider dna- #entire room: YOUR SON IS SPIDER-MAN?!?! #iron dad and spider son #tony stark #peter parker #nwh fix-it #endgame who? #ironfam #tony once he somehow restores FRIDAY'S files and discovers she literally did run a paternity test: why didn't you tell me this hon? #FRIDAY: all data indicated that you already knew and were acting as peter's father #queueueueue #weekly reminder that i love you all but am too busy to be human :) #fic ideas still postponed but you can send asks if you want i just won't see them for a while #see announcements

[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

We are venom

Summary: A walk, that’s all you did was go for a walk so why did you walk back into the compound covered in blood full of strange adrenaline inevitability collapsing to the ground? Sounds like a parasite if you ask me, Wanda is here to hear you out though

Warnings: 18+ as usual, blood and venom being themselves

Words: 1K+

A/n: So I watched venom and so obviously I need to write venom reader or at least the beginning of it

"Er guys?" You walked into the compound front room interrupting the group having a discussion probably about something incredibly boring "something happened"

Nat was the first one to look at you and she dropped her glass and jumping up to you "Y/n what the fuck happened?! Are you bleeding?"

You looked down at your chest where the blood on jumper was "er I was then I healed, I also had a broken leg and it healed I think but it was definitely broken" your body started to sway and your vision began to get blurry, the adrenaline of what happened wearing off.

"I think I have a parasite" you succumbed to the wooziness and collapsed to the floor only hearing Wanda's voice shouting for you in the background

Inside your mind you were met with a voice that wasn't your own

I have found my perfect host on this rock of a planet and I plan to keep you, we will bring this world to it's knees and you will be treated like a god before we take make this world crumble, alone you're a loser but together we are a force to be reckoned with and I cannot wait to get started…”

The voice faded as you blinked your eyes open to Wanda looking down at you "Y/n are you okay? What happened, the guys said you went on a walk an-

"Hey wands I'm okay I just, I think something weird happened..."

She sat down taking your hand "tell me?"

You tried thinking back to your quiet walk, you passed through an alleyway, you weren't nervous in the dark, you could easily dispatch anyone that tried to hurt you yet something felt different when you walked through a woman was walking towards you with her hood up and her hands in her pockets, just as you went to pass her you felt her hand suddenly grip your arm

"Hey what the-

The words died in your throat when she looked at you, her eyes were pure white and her face covered in what looked like black veins, before anything could be done you felt it, something crawling under your skin, crawling up your arm and across your whole body and no matter how much you tried to pulling away her grip tightened until you couldn't feel anything under you skin and the grip finally loosened sending the woman collapsing to the floor

Holy fuck what was that?! Quickly looking down at yourself you saw nothing strange but you did feel a pain like a headache start to form.

"This is why I don't go out much at night" maybe it wasnt the best time for jokes but that's how you cope.

You gave a last look to the woman on the floor kneeling down and trying to shake her away but unfortunately she was dead, great another thing you'll get blamed for by Tony.

"Time to eat"

You stood up whipping your head around trying to locate the strange voice but no one was there

"You are perfect"

Your body moved of it's own accord moving through the alley and onto the lit street where you were met with some angry looking armed men when one shouted "she has it!" They both drew their guns and pointed them at you

"Hey woah wait!" You tried but they fired one into your chest and another in your leg "fuck!" You dropped to floor crying out in pain as you watched the blood blend into the rain that poured onto the street.

The men were stood above you now and just to add insult to injury one of the men snapped your leg breaking it making you scream even louder

“Give us the symbiont!” Their shouts fell on deaf ears

The pain was so blinding you don't know if you passed out quickly or slowly but you remembered not being in pain for very long and that same voice appeared in your mind

"Don't worry Y/n I will take care of you now"

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When you finished relaying all of that to Wanda you had tears in your eyes and she dried them away for you "oh moya bednaya devochka I'm so sorry, do you know how you healed or anything like that? Maybe we could ask bruce-

"No no Wands its okay, I feel okay, I- I don't think whatever is in me now wants to kill me, could you have a peek?"

You've never let Wanda see into your mind and she never asked, it was a boundary that you both agreed on and never wanted to cross but whatever was in your body and mind you needed to know

"Are you sure?" Wanda made sure you were sure and when you nodded she pressed her fingers to your forehead and closed her eyes

"A witch? Well that is something new can you hear me? How fun I'm Venom and this is my new host, I think we'll get along just fine, do you want to see what I did to your girlfriend's shooter's let me show you"

Flashes of you being overcome by a creature with large white eyes, a row of large sharp teeth and long tongue wound it’s way out of the mouth, your wounds and broken leg were instantly fixed, another flash of blood and gargled screams, tearing of flesh and eventual silence par the heavy breathing coming from you...or the creature covering your body

"Now wasnt that fun to watch? Be grateful I kept your girlfriend alive...she'll be very useful to me"

Wanda pulled away gasping slightly "Venom? It called itself Venom, it killed them, it killed the men and healed you, Y/n I think its controlling you now"

You groaned putting your head in your hands “great and I thought having voices in my head before was strange”

Wanda suppressed a laugh “is one of those voices me?"

Shaking your head you lent up and kissed her "I like your voice in my head, it's always seductive"

"Will I have to deal with this horribly sweet display of affection for much longer?"

You pulled away eyes wide "it talked to me again"

"What did it say?"

"It seems a little bitchy" you both laughed choosing not to dwell on the seemingly annoyed parasite you were now infested with

After a few minutes silence and a few kisses you sighed "okay, well whatever is going to happen I think we should just leave it till the morning"

"I don't think that's a good idea Y/n-

You held your hand up to stop her "babe please I've had a long day and since it's not currently killing me I think me and this parasite are due for some sleep" you didn't let her say anything else instead laying down against the pillows and closing your eyes

“God you’re so stubborn” Wanda whispered and you gave her a small smile “you love me…”

Wanda laughed “yeah, yeah I do”

#marvel #mcu #wanda maximoff #wanda maximov #wanda maximoff x reader #marvel incorrect quotes #marvel au #marvel imagine #venom reader #marvel fic #marvel fanfiction

[miss0atae]

Random thoughts about Pit Babe the series ep 10:

I was really waiting for this episode and I knew it would be filled with sadness and sorrow.

▪️Babe had a fight with Charlie before the race because his boyfriend was concerned about him. Babe thought Charlie didn't trust him and said some hard words to him. He was angry at him and it was their last conversation before the accident. Obviously, Babe was heartbroken. No one would want an argument to be the last conversation you have with anyone, even more when it is your lover. Babe really suffered in this episode. I said it before but I think Pavel really knows how to cry. He is a pretty crier. You do believe in his sadness and terrible loss just by looking at him. Of course, the sorrow was followed by anger and a will to get revenge. I feel sad for Babe because he lost his best friend, his father abandoned him, Tony took advantage of him and he had to lose the only person he ever loved and felt safe with. It was hard to watch him be utterly distraught.

▪️In the middle of all this drama, Jeff made a move on Alan because he has to wait until he decides to do it, he would have to wait an eternity. That kiss on the cheek was cute but I was expecting more! Alan is supposed to be in his thirties but he flirts like he is a pre-schooler. Jeff must really like him because I would have given up. He has been flirting a lot and Alan always seems to have this surprised Pikachu face when he finally understands what is going on. I wish they made their romance start earlier because we still have to wait until next week to get a proper kiss. At least, they are living in the same place. Proximity is the key to making the romance bloom.

▪️Kim finally was out of Tony's clutches. I hope it is because Kenta helped him get to Jeff but we never got confirmation. To be honest, I was surprised when Jeff brought him to Alan's house to protect him. It felt like they made some cuts in the episode and the rescue of Kim wasn't brought smoothly enough into the story. I don't know...

▪️Tony was again very abusing towards Kenta. It is getting harder and harder to see. This kind of constant abuse must be really hard to deal mentally. I wish we got more backstory or explanation about Kenta. I feel bad for him.

▪️Way was trying to drink his sorrow at the bar and was used as an emotional punching ball by Babe, when he tried to act on his revenge plan to get to Tony through the only person he knew worked with him. Way denied any involvement in Charlie's accident. I didn't think we would see him that soon after what he did to Babe. I don't know how they will bring him again into the plot. Will he try to redeem himself by helping the X-Hunter fam when they go after Tony?

▪️Finally, we had confirmation that Dean was working against X-Hunter. He was sus since last episode. He may not be entirely responsible for Charlie's death but what he did was really shitty. He has an ego, he is pretty jealous and can't accept that he may not be as good as he thinks he is. Also, he did try to hurt Babe and was giving some stupid excuses for his behaviors. If you wanted to be outside you could just get out and find another team. Why are you trying to sabotage your previous team just because they never gave you what you wanted?! He was whining and it was annoying to hear because we never saw him try to do anything except complaining.

▪️Of course, we all know that Charlie is not really dead. The trailer gave us the clue, so it's not exactly something ground breaking. It was part of his plan, he talked about with Jeff in the last episode. Now, Babe has his power back and will collaborate with Pete to bring down Tony. Charlie will probably just save Babe's life again because he only thinks about protecting his lover.

Anyway, I still like this series and will be ready for episode 11, next Friday. Let's hope it won't have the curse of episode 11 because Babe has already suffered enough.

#my thoughts #thai series #thai bl #bl drama #bl series #pit babe spoilers #random thoughts #Poor Babe is always suffering #We got some Alan x Jeff action but not enough for my taste #Kim is alive and well! Yeah! #Dean can go away because I never liked him too #Way stop drinking and find a good therapist #Can someone save Kenta now? #Charlie maybe you could have said something to Babe to avoid him suffering alone #I love you Jeff but I feel you also could have said something #I'm sure they didn't even think about what it would do to Babe's mental health #Pit Babe the series spoilers #pit babe the series #charlie x babe

[sednonamoris]

fran's 2023 read it and weep 🫵

a comprehensive list of everything i read this year and why you should (or shouldn't) read it as well...

how to read literature like a professor by thomas c. foster

i picked this back up again when i took on a teaching job as a refresh - it was my fourth or fifth reread and as always my main man thomas c. did not disappoint!! not joking when i say i quote this thing on the reg: it's a symbol if you think it is became a permanent fixture in my vernacular ages ago. this book aligns perfectly with my yes the curtains are blue on purpose agenda and serves as an excellent foray into deep/active reading, which i am constantly preaching about to my kids. fun and fresh literary analysis, just the way it should be!

tiny beautiful things by cheryl strayed

gritty, witty, and full of heart. this advice column-turned-book is shocking but so very human, and it got me out of a months-long reading slump.

bridge of clay by markus zusak

yes, a boy named clay builds a bridge, but it’s sooooo much more than that. this book weaves the past and present together in a beautiful way and really brings meaning to the concept of haunting the narrative. the descriptions are vivid and lived-in which makes the setting - 1980’s australia - entirely accessible, even to a foreign homebody like me. the family dynamics at play are outrageous and charming and the whole thing is gorgeously written and it made me cry. read it right now.

the hunchback of notre dame by victor hugo

i LOVED this book but unless you are just as obsessed with the story as me, this is not a rec. victor hugo anything is more of a warning or an i-read-it-so-you-didn't-have-to. did i learn more than i ever wanted to about french gothic architecture and the paris catacombs? yes. was i still utterly enthralled by the layers upon layers of tragedy woven together? also yes. it was so neat to see the (obviously many and major) differences from the children's movie and musical that i grew up loving. so many good quotes for my commonplace book in this one.

song of solomon by toni morrison

i had read just about every toni morrison book except this one, and since this is like theee book i figured it was high time i rectified that. to no one's surprise, i loved it. a brilliantly written coming of age novel with family history and family mythology in dialogue with cultural history and cultural mythology. who are we but the stories we tell ourselves? is common history alone enough to have in common? morrison is an author who poses difficult questions and lets her readers grapple with difficult answers and i always come away from her work feeling exhilarated. if you let me influence you in anything let it be this - whatever book of hers you choose, Everyone should read toni morrison and experience her brilliance firsthand.

the first law trilogy by joe abercrombie (the blade itself, before they are hanged, and last argument of kings, respectively)

gritty political fantasy with the most lovable evil bastards of characters you ever met - it's safe to say i'm obsessed. each and every character has themes and lines of repetition that carry through the series, but they're Anything but one-note. this trilogy is all about cycles, and what i love is that everything - literally everything - comes full circle while still feeling fresh and true to both the story and its characters. also logen ninefingers is my wife now.

the pale blue eye by louis bayard

i watched this movie first on netflix and had a great time, but to no one's surprise i'm going to tell you that the book is better. the character voices are strong and enjoyable - the kinds of personalities that keep you turning pages - and the mystery itself is full of wonderful twists and turns. it's in dialogue with sir arthur conan doyle, as all post-holmes detective fiction is, but does not feel shadowed by or beholden to it. the historical fiction aspect is fun as well!

#fran reads #this was fun let me know if you read any of these #also send recs!!!!!!

[larcenywrites]

I think except for Stane and Justin, they wouldn't try anything while Tony's kidnapped. You're Tony's partner and everything always happens with Tony's consent and participation, so they don't think it's right to try and make a move... they limit their actions to helping you around the house by bringing you food whenever they come by, letting you cry on their shoulders, Happy drives you wherever you need, just everything you three already did before since you've been friends for quite a while now. On the other hand... Stane's sure Tony's never coming back and honestly he doesn't care. Justin knows he probably shouldn't exactly be doing this, but he just really really wants to help you and comfort you, however he can, with whatever you need (be it cuddles or someone to eat you out, a shoulder to cry on or someone to slap around).

Tbh Justin is doing it in the most innocent way possible like 😭 he’s not taking advantage of the situation or anything like that in that way (well maybe a tiny bit), he’s just… a very submissive simp 😅 he already wanted to be called up whenever tbf! And be used however!! And of course he feels bad :( and wants to cheer you up! He just, ya know, doesn’t really know how to do that…. in a normal way? Hell, Justin probably doesn’t even know how to order his own food, much less how to cook!

But yeah Rhodey and Happy? Obviously they aren’t gonna do anything! First off, yeah, Tony’s not even there to consent, and secondly Tony is literally MISSING! This ISN’T the time to get a BONER!!!! Besides, they’re his best friends, and Happy is EMPLOYED by him 😭 also… that would be very manipulative??? Here you are, assuming the worst of your partner and here they are trying to fuck???? There’s definitely a bunch of layers here!

But Stane??? Gives no fucks 😔 this is just a happy accident, so to speak, for him. Jokes on him when you still love Tony tho through it all 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

#anon #anonymous #answered #larstalks

[its-a-ittle-bit-cold]

being natasha and yelena’s little sister would include….

You and Natasha had a rocky start

she broke you out of the red room, but then abandoned you, twelve years old and alone in a small town the America

she routinely would check up on you, see how you’re doing

eventually, you got involved with SHIELD as a teenager- fourteen or fifteen

you never thought you’d see her again until she called you out of the blue after that whole berlin-captain america-iron man fiasco

you’re sixteen ish now. Never knew your own age

but you respond to her call, slightly angry, but glad she’s okay

imagine your surprise when another, blonde woman is in nat’s company

yelena

she doesn’t really recognize you

you remind her your name and she brushes it off

“you’re not (y/n), you’re too big.”

“it’s been twenty five ish years.”

you explain your cryogenic experimentation, how, after you turned twelve, you were frozen for a decade, give or take

the mind control is the outcome of your life

you guys free alexei

you in particular, make a point of ignoring him

he is such an idiot, and you just know that he recognizes you

at melina’s you guys have a merry family reunion

not really. it ends in you storming out and getting kidnapped by the red room agents.

post battle, you and nat rendezvous, waiting for Ross

“where you headed?” she asks. “i can wrangle you a spot on the team.”

to which you smile.

“the rogue Avengers? nah,” you’d say, making only a face someone who knows nat could make. “i have a cover waiting for me.”

“where?” natasha puts her hands on her hips. “so i can come visit.”

”obviously.” you look out over the approaching army vehicles. “Queens. some high school.”

”maybe i will visit.”

“i’ll have my couch open.”

natasha hesitates, and then wraps an arm over your shoulders, giving a squeeze.

you find your way back to each other - dinner on 49th, talk about life, act like sisters

when you get a dorky boyfriend, natasha’s the first person you actually tell

and when Tony Stark invites you to be part of his family, you have one condition: bring yours home

the whole thanks thing happens, your father kills half the universe and natasha stands by you

those five years, she’s still there

you spend hours remembering yelena

making plans

working at the rebuilt SHIELD again

you become big at Stark industries and natasha still teases you like normal

she and steve and anyone else come to your sanctioned avengers christmas parties

where you basically all get wasted after Morgan goes to bed

when she dies, you don’t know what to think

you hate clint barton

but you know he would never kill her

he loves her almost as much as you do

everyone comes back but natasha doesn’t

peter comes back but even that’s not good enough (you kick yourself for thinking that)

Tony, your dad snaps and you try

you try so hard to save him and land him in a coma

when yelena crouches at natasha grave, you’re there to return her whistle.

you hold her while she sobs and gasps like you did

when she comes to fight kate and clint, you hold her off

but then that’s almost the last you see of her for a while

until she knocks on your door in the middle of the night

“roommates?”

it’s a proposal, but it’s also a cry for help because black widows do everything alone

so you agree

and yelena lives with you, and you two find family, the pair of you

Kate and Peter, Bucky and Sam

you form a family

a family of broken pieces but a family all the same

#adoption #tony stark #peter parker #bamf reader #black widow #yelena #family #red room #imagine #sisters #widow reader #super hero reader #alexei shoskatoff #melina #avengers #marvel #mcu imagine #platonic #roommates #kate bishop #hawkeye #clint barton #found family #morgan stark #team as a family #the new avengers #bucky and sam #mentioned

[emlovesstates]

States in the MCU AU

By the way I made this over a year ago and some of it is from a few months ago.

So I have this MCU state headcanon for the states particularly for New York because honestly let's face it he's the one that is literally the most involved in the MCU more than any other state I know there are other states in MCU and obviously, America exist and all the states exist but they're not really a relevant  anyway

New York is very pissed off at DC and GOV

Because of the whole bombing of New York City thing in 2012 during the battle of New York also has PTSD because of the battle of New York he says it was worse than 911

But he's actually pretty sure that the bad at the final battle with Thanos is the worst of it all that's because there's a giant crater in the middle of New York

During World War II all the states have actually met Steve Rogers and when he went into the ice New York couldn't accept the fact that Steve was considered gone until 2012 when he finally decided that he would just give up and accept it but then shield found Steve Rogers in the ice and filed him out

OK this second has nothing to do with the statehouse is it has more to do with  the MCU

So in endgame pepper and Tony are in somewhere in upstate New York or in somewhere in New York and not in the city and I would like to believe that they live at one of the finger Lakes or up in the Adirondack Mountains near one of the lakes up there

I would like to believe that is actually Lake George

OK so back to the state MCU Headcanon

New York is very grateful for the Avengers actually all the states are

All the states are actually huge fans of Captain America

George's favorite avenger is falcon/Captain America

They are fucking hate John Walker

New York Massachusetts Connecticut California Florida Texas are very pissed off at GOV.  For trying to fucking replace Captain America. New York yelled at GOV

I "this is for New York said and I quote" Oh my fucking God how dare you this kid is an asshole did you see the way he killed that guy.

he doesn't deserve to be Captain America. how dare you replace captain America who cares of the fucking country needs to help Sam motherfucking Wilson decided to put the shield in the museum and what are you do you take it out can you give it to this John Walker kid!!!!!! Why New York is yelling at DC/GOV California and Texas are trying to hold New York down

All 50 states and the five territories went to Tony's funeral

Cali was crying the whole damn time but not as much as New York.

Tonys funeral is the one time New York didn't hold back tears.

DC/Gov had a monument made for Tony.

It's a statue of Tony with a plaque that says "Earths mightiest hero." The statue is in Washington DC and in New YorkAnd there are a whole bunch of statues of Tony all over New York state mainly in the cities so Albany, New York city ,Rochester and Buffalo,Syracuse but the grand one is in New York City,

New York knows about Steve going back to Peggy and he approved of it.

New York regularly visits the captain America exhibit at the Smithsonian never mind him of Steve. When he's missing Steve he goes . ( he's learning to deal with his emotions in a more healthy way.)

Cali also has statues of Tony all over the state

Georgia loves falcon love Sam Wilson and he is glad Steve chose him as the new captain America and fuck John Walker

(Unlike Georgia I still say should've been Bucky it was in the comics he got the shield first) sorry about my little tangent there

Cali's favorite avenger is Black widow.

sorry that it was mostly New York I'm kind of biased because I live in New York state I know this fandom knows that New York is more than just a city and Tony died in New York so yeah and steps from New York so yeah

All the states hate John Walker and Gov likes John walker

New Mexico's favorite avenger is Thor we all know why

Jersey felt weird when Wanda made her little world thing to bring back vision escapism at it's best

And was more against himself than usual Hi let's do this

Steve and New York had a moment before Steve went back in time

New York:Steve you sure about this.

Steve: yes just keep an eye Buck for me and the kid.

New York: you know I will.Go to your soulmate.

And then they hugged. Steve went back in time returned all the stones went to live with Peggy

Tony left three final Messages one for the avengers and the rest of the world and one for the states and one specifically for New York and California and Tennessee.

Tonys Death Really Took a toll on New York's mental health but Cali was there for him.

For New York it just makes it worse that he's a state that Tony died in

Florida he is very sad about Tony death mainly because it's just sad that Tony had a little girl he won't be able to watch her grow up

They all know Peter's identity but they're not going to tell the world because they're in mortal and they're basically God's.

Texas has mad respect for The original six

Utah favorite avenger is Hawkeye because Hawkeye is a family man and Utah is a family Man.

Jersey was sick when Wanda was making her own hex thingy and he actually saw everything that was going on and the fact that he had national guard every organization in America and the FBI CIA all that the army.

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Outside MCU

New York about Florida and California: what the hell is wrong with you guys.

Cali: what do you mean.

New York: this marvel shows and all the mental health issues I mean first WandaVision and how Americans use sitcom's to escape reality.

Mass: yeah falcon winter soldier with the veterans and the fact that Bucky literally went to therapy.

Connecticut: Loki with the infirmary complex and probably your child abandonment issues and his daddy issues.

I was crying when I was making this.

Here’s some incorrect quotes

 Florida: it's got to be part of The big three

Georgia: what big three

Florida: The big three

Georgia there's no big three

Florida :every time the avengers fight they fight one of the big three aliens androids and wizards.

Georgia: Wizards aren't real

Florida :Doctor Strange

Georgia: is a sorcerer

Florida: A saucer is a wizard without a hat

Georgia:

Florida: :D

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Georgia: like I know you miss Steve I am missing two do you have to MoveOn. I also know you miss Tony I think we all do no one's going to replace Tony the worlds greatest hero universe for that matter

New York : it's not as easy as you think.

Georgia: I know buddy Tony wouldn't want you to be sad he would want you to celebrate him he won't want you to be glad that he saved the world and discovered time travel to save the world.(sees New York About to cry)come on bring it in.

New York hugs him: I miss him Geo.

Georgia hugs back :I know Yorke.

Mass looting at Georgia in New York hugging : Man I never seen my little brother cry before.

Florida about to cry: I know it's so sad come on New York you're gonna make me cry[ joins the hug with New York and Georgia]

—-——-

Head canon

For the MCU

OK so during the final battle of Thanos or whatever it's called New York was in pain the whole time but at the same time he felt hole again because the blip made everything feel a little bit less whole

He was in pain it hurts really bad but also he knew it was avengers fighting because the same thing happened five years ago when the aliens invaded earth for the second time but also he was hurt and I have the same thing happened in 2012

he still has scars from it and also he still has scars from 911

It really hurt him so badly

—___________

New Jersey acting weird:do do do do do do WandaVision WandaVision Waba blah blah WandaVision WandaVision looking good and we knew it because Sampson and surprises come and ask you some sizes

California pointing at jersey: is he Ok

New York: probably not

Connecticut: oh no he's definitely not OK he's singing

Mass: since when do either of you care the fuck about jersey

New York: oh we don't care the fuck about the jersey

Connecticut: yeah we're just answering California's fucking question

Mass: yeah but you got a wonder what is going on with him

California: you know what I don't even fucking care anymore I don't even wanna know what's going on with New Jersey no it's not weird enough that you know you know what is normal you know this is normal weird stuff happens all the time I mean first Steve happens when Captain Marvel happens and then Tony because Tony Stark becomes a superhero when we thank God exist and then they find Steve again in ice for 70 years and then aliens attack New York city it couldn't get any weirder I'm over it.

Florida:I think it can't get weird or are we going to question the fact that nobody's fault in The abomination since it happened like what happened to abomination are we just going to nor the fact that Hulk didn't kill the abomination

Gov: yes we are going to ignore that factSpoiler warning for black widow in any of the MCU

Now we all know New York is a broken boy but I feel like in the MCU he's even more broken than he already. And the reasoning for it literally all the bad stuff that happens in New York City do you know the aliens the robots the wizards the big three

And also New York has to deal with the fact I've said this before and I'll say it again he hast to deal with the fact that he is the place where the universes mightiest hero died

In any AU I just feel like Georgia is the one that can get through to New York because Of their friendshipAnd Georgia's ability to communicate very well that's like his superpower also parenting is Georgia is super power

California would also be able to get New York but not as well as Georgia would be able too.

Ohio favorite Avenger is black widow because Natasha lived in Ohio

Florida is not as chaotic as New York is in the MCU I'm sorry but y'all know it's true

All right we're about to get into a serious topic you're not serious topic is hydra a.k.a Nazis

If you've seen Captain America first avenger you know that the first Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division or as we all know it as shield headquarters it's in Jersey which means New Jersey knew that hydrant was invading shield and just didn't tell anyone and so basically when shield was officially taken over by the enemy it's for you noob's is Hydro is the enemy literally the whole country is shunned New Jersey so nobody talk to him for like a year

OK we're going back to New York OK

New York's brother Massachusetts and Connecticut try to comfort him but they're not good and emotions either so they can't really help

Why do I feel like Massachusetts knew about Agatha

All right welcome to whatever this is

Massachusetts is very very very very very very concerned about what is happened to New York

Connecticut is just very worried about his little brother and his mental health but also like he lost half of his own population in the blip.

New Hampshire he's just chilling he's worried a little bit about New York

Vermont is very very very extremely worried about the person who is basically his dad which is New York

New York is worthy of Thors hammer but he doesn't think he's worthy he's kind a like Steve a lot like Steve and also because I said so

Main honestly I don't know what to say about the crap the lobster man he's afraid of the Hulk aren't we all though I mean let's be real here

Delaware very concerned about what happened in Westview New Jersey

Spoilers for Spider-Man no way home

New York still remembers Peter because they're mortal and they don't really get affected by that stuff by magic unless the magic is done by Louisiana or Massachusetts or whatever state knows how to do magic or country for that matter

Bye

Sorry for the bad grammar this is literally with no spellcheck



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[girl-of-many-fandoms]

It's Okay To Not Be Okay

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Stark!Reader

Summary: Months after the events of endgame, Stephen and the reader crosses paths.

Warnings: You may cry while reading this & I am so sorry

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

This is my first Dr. Strange fic so please show some love ❤

MASTERLIST

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New York

This city holds so many stories, so much history for everyone that resides or visits here, especially for me.

With my gloved hands tucked away in my coat pockets, I stared up at the tower that originally had mine and my brother's last name branded on it & sighed as it was reduced to a regular skyscraper just like the rest of the neighbouring buildings.

So much has happened in and around that building; it's where Steve nervously asked me out in the gym, Loki's attack with the chitauri, Tony diverting a nuke from the city and taking it into space, the many parties thrown by Tony.

A lot has happened.

It's been a little over six months since I've lost three of the most important people in my life. My best friend sacrificed herself on Vormir, my fiancé left me to have his true happy ending and my brother who snapped his fingers ending the battle by sacrificing himself.

Wish you guys were here

"Y/N" a familiar voice called out to me, pulling me from my daze

Doctor Stephen Strange joined me on the sidewalk, eyes also glued on the tower in the distance.

"Doctor"

"After everything we've both been through you can skip the formalities" a blanket of silence covered us, the only things that could be heard are the sounds of shoes hitting the concrete sidewalk, the blaring of horns and the occasional curse words exchanged among the people.

"I know you didn't just show up here to stand and look at a building so, what's going on?"

"Come with me" he opened a portal and stepped through, waiting for me to do the same. With a final glimpse at the tower I followed him into the sanctum.

Plopping down on the leather couch I waited for him to get to the point. I really just wanted to spend time alone but maybe that is exactly what I shouldn't do.

"Seems like you have a lot on your mind"

"We're not doing this" I stood up just as quickly as I had sat down ready to leave this place. No way I'm talking about this with the man I barely know anything about.

"Y/N, at some point you're going to have to talk about it. You lost a lot in such a small span of time"

"Yeah, obviously you would know" scoffing I spun around to face him as he leaned against his desk.

"Tell me Stephen when you viewed all those outcomes, did you also see Steve doing what he did or were you just focused on how my brother has to be the one that dies to end it all?" I hated this, I hated that he was the one that he knew what he did and didn't bring it up. I shouldn't blame him but, FUCK I hate him.

"I did know Captain Rogers was going to return the stones before going back to Peggy"

"Great, that's fucking fantastic and you could have at least given me a heads-up on that yet you didn't"

"If I did something else would've happened and it would've been much worse" crossing his arms, his steel blue eyes were trained one me as I fought to hold back my tears.

"Thanks for the talk doc I really enjoyed it, I should go. Do you mind opening one of your fancy portals to the lake house?" I needed to get away before I completely lost it in front of him but he had other plans.

"You're struggling to keep it together, pretending that everything's okay"

Fuck you Stephen, my vision blurred and I turned my back towards him, refusing to let him see you like this.

"You lost your older brother, you lost Natasha and your fiancé left you to have his happy ending"

"Thanks for the depressing recap doc, I appreciate it" his body heat radiated off of him and seeped through the white t-shirt I had on as he stood behind me. Ignoring my snarky remark he continued.

"It's okay to not be okay Y/N"

"I'm sure it is but if don't stay strong for Pepper and Morgan then who's going too Stephen?"

"Stop trying to fight your grief, it'll consume you entirely. Allow yourself to feel it all, the pain, anger. Cry, scream, smash a few things if you have to but don't keep it in." he gently held on to my biceps and I completely broke down, leaning all my weight on him.

Stephen held me tightly against him, comforting me as I felt it all. All the pain and heartache that I've been pushing down and ignoring, crashed down on me all at once and I screamed into his chest.

"Let it out"

My body shook with the intensity of my cries, I hated this. I hated the fact that Tony wasn't here, I missed Nat so much but I hated Steve the most. He left me when I needed him the most to go back to her. After everything we've been through I still wasn't good enough for him. I hated him with every fiber of my being but I also knew that he wasn't going to get over her yet I still stayed with him, so I also hated myself for thinking that what we had was even going to last.

I held onto Stephen like my life depended on it as my sobs died down to hiccups. I tucked my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his mild aftershave. His hand cupped the back of my head as he gently rocked us from side to side.

"Thank you Stephen" neither of us made any attempt to let go of each other and as much as I said I hated him earlier on, in this moment all I wanted was for him to keep holding me.

"You don't have to thank me" pulling back a bit I looked into his eyes.

"You give the best hugs" chuckling he nodded

"So I've been told, how are you feeling now?" he wiped away the streaks of tears from my cheeks and I swooned a bit

Are we that touch deprived Y/N?

"Much better"

"Good" breaking us apart, he opened the portal for me like I asked earlier. Morgan and Pepper were seated on the dock in the distance and I smiled. Stepping through I turned to face him.

"Don't be surprised if I show up for more of those hugs Strange"

"You know where to find me" shooting me a playful wink he closed the portal.

Me, catching feelings for Stephen? That cannot be.

Oh but darling, it is.

"Aunty Y/N!" Morgan's high pitched voice disrupted the arguments between my brain and heart. She ran as fast as her little legs would allow to reach me and I immediately scooped her up into my arms, greatful to see the little girl.

"I missed you so much!"

"I missed you too sweet girl"

Of all the ways today could've gone I never considered I'd end up crying in the arms of the sorcerer, Doctor Stephen Strange and liking the feeling of being in his arms.

Pushing that thought to the side, I listened to the child on my hip as she told me about what her and her mother did for the day. For once in the past couple months I'm able to look her in the face without the urge of breaking down, she looked so much like Tony.

"Are you okay aunty, you're quiet"

"I'm okay now, I just needed one of your special hugs."

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[syiano]

How would avengers be with a son

{Requested}

Avengers x Platonic!Male!reader

Avengers x Son!reader

Marvel Preferences: How They Would Be As A Father

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Steve is sweet and loving, and (over)protective of you, and wants to spend every moment of you since he always wanted to have a family. However, he can be strict when he needs to be, showing you discipline and won't hestitate to scold you if you do anything you're not supossed to be doing or if you're rebellious. God help the person who becomes your next  boyfriend

At first, Bucky was scared because he thought he would end up hurting you. However, over time, the more he saw you, the more you reminded him of something he wants to protect - your childhood, your innocence, your life. He doesn't want any of that taken away from you like how it was taken away from him, and wants to give you everything. He is still a little scared, but he puts that aside for your sake, and does warm up to you, and how you're the one who taught him so many things and a reason to keep going.

Tony is pretty chill and spoils you, but you'll probably have to drag him out of his lab since he works alot, sometimes leaving you alone. He does apologise that he's not giving you the attention you need, and that he will do better for the both of you.

He's protective of you and shows them some of his inventions and makes an suit for you and will definitely teach you how hack...Which Rhodey claimed was a bad idea.

Rhodey may kick his ass if he makes you upset.

Sam is pretty chill and jokes around alot. He does take breaks from his hero job to spend time with you and shows you Redwing and teases you about teaching you how to use it in the future. When you were little, he did pick you up and pretend that you were flying, and he calls you his little bird.

He's not afraid to be stern with you if you're put in danger or warning you about your safety.

You're Cassie's older brother and WOO they  love you so much. You know your dad is away so you normally babysit Cassie, and she just looks up to you and looks to you for comfort as you tell her funny stories about you and Scott.

Of course Scott is exicted to see you both and take you to your favorite places or places you've always wanted to visit to make it up to you. He does admit how proud he is of you for taking care of your little sister and how his world lights up back again whenever he sees you both.

Peter is sweet and loving with you and just wants to give you the best life that he can and always wanting to be there for you. There would be times where he would tell you that he won't be going anywhere soon, possibly referencing back to how he lost his parents. He tends to keep his whole superhero job a secret because he's scared of getting you involved and hurt.

It hurts him when he has to tell you 'no', knowing he knows that you need to know boundaries, but then ending up giving you what you want later nearly everytime.

Bruce is a little nervous and doesn't know what to do at first, constantly worrying about you. But overtime, he spends more time with you and he can find himself just fully relaxing with you. As soon as he sees your face, all his anger fades away.

He's constantly checking up on you and it can get annoying sometimes.

BONUS: Yes, you are able to tame Hulk and he calls you 'little Hulk' or 'mini Hulk'.

Thor is really loving and sweet, and does anything for you, putting your safety and needs before his own. He also completely spoils you. Thor shows them some of the skills he's learned (but he literally gave you a real sword when you were ten years old). Loki and Steve always tell him that there's certain things you can't learn when you're so young which is something Thor doesn't understand.

He loves going exploring with you, and being a little reckless, and then Loki cringes when you might get some of his recklessness from him.

Loki was both exicted and scared to have a child. Though he was exicted because he finally has someone who he can take care of and love, he is afraid that one day you might see him as a monster and leave him or someone might take you away from him. But you bring out the soft and gentle side of him, though, and you get to see his vulnerable side.

Loki is really protective of you, and anyone who dares to mess with you will...most likely not show up the next day. On the more fun side, the both of you like to prank everyone.

BONUS: When you accidentally see his Jotunn form (frost giant) for the first time, he tries to hide himself from you and wants you to stay away from him because he was scared he might hurt you. However, when you still come closer and tell him that you will love him no matter what form he's in, he ends up crying and just endlessly thanking you, even at the back of the mind he's almost in disbelief.

Pietro is like that one and cool dad. He's all about having fun and just goes around entertaining you. But he still does act immature sometimes ('cause he's Pietro).

BONUS: He does introduce you to Wanda, and she immediately loves you. She will spend time with you, doing activities that her, Pietro, and her parents had done together, such as cooking her favorite dishes, and singing her favorite songs. She always wants to babysit you when Pietro is away, and she's really protective of you.

Jealous Pietro in the background: "Hey, Y/N...who's cooler? Pfft, I am obviously."

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[mviswidow]

falling

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: cursing, alcohol

Prompt: i was wondering if i could request an imagine?? it’s kind of based off of harry styles’ song ‘falling’ whereas the reader accidentally admits she’s in love with wanda and wanda, having gone through so much heartbreak, pushes the reader away as she’s too scared to get involved with someone again, as all she’s known is loss. so, the two separate a bit until thor talks to her about it because he, too, has shared a lot of heartbreaking moments and shit and it’s not until she’s drunk (lyric: “I’m in my bed, and you’re not here 
And there’s no one to blame
 But the drink in my wandering hands.”) she realizes the mistake she’s made and goes to find the reader to tell them she’s in love with her too :(  IT’S SOME REAL ANGSTY SHIT BUT I FEEL LIKE IT COULD BE SO GOOD. LMAOO. <3 - @cierrascorpse​

Summary: R confesses her love for Wanda. Despite loving her back, Wanda pushes her away, but is convinced to go to R after the two of them have avoided each other for far too long.

A/N: this is my first songfic!! it’s ‘Falling’ by Harry Styles, in case you want to listen to it.

“You’re back!” You ran over to Wanda and hugged her, heart fluttering when she hugged you back tightly.

When you pulled away, she had a bright smile on her face even though she still looked sleepy. 

“Good morning, Y/n,” She chuckled, opening the fridge to get milk for her cereal.

You smiled and grabbed some fruit before sitting on the kitchen barstool and spinning around once or twice, “How did your mission go?”

“Eh,” Wanda shrugged with one shoulder and stuck her spoon in the bowl, nudging her cereal around.

“What happened?” You frowned.

“Nothing, I just made a mistake. Steve’s kind of mad at me,” Wanda sighed, looking up and seeing you with your eyebrow raised. She rolled her eyes, “I wasn’t paying attention and I almost got shot, I got lucky that Steve was watching.”

“Oh my god, Wanda, you have to be more careful.”

“I know, it was just an accident-”

“We don’t have room for accidents. You know better than to make careless mistakes,” You interrupted, shaking your head.

Her brow furrowed, it was weird that you were getting so worked up like this, “Yeah, I do know, and I obviously didn’t almost get shot on purpose, so if you’re going to be like this then I’d prefer you just back off.”

You scoffed as your eyebrows shot up, “Why are you being so defensive about this?”

Her voice raised, “I just don’t get why you care so much-”

“Because I love you!” 

Wanda’s jaw snapped closed and she noticeably swallowed before nodding, “I’m going to have breakfast in my room.”

“Wanda-”

“I don’t think us being friends is a great idea, Y/n,” She spoke softly, trying to keep eye contact for as long as she could.

Tears welled in your eyes and you pushed off the bar stool before making your way out of the kitchen, “Fuck you, too, then.”

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From then on, the two of you didn’t talk unless absolutely necessary, which basically just meant missions and the occasional odd day where you had to talk to each other for something regarding the team.

It hurt. Really bad. Even looking in her general direction made you want to cry. The team wasn’t oblivious to the fact that there was something going on, they figured it out pretty quickly and it didn’t take long for them all to have found out what had happened.

You ended up spending a lot of time with Natasha. You were already close with her before Wanda rejected you, but you became best friends after the fact. 

Having to sit through meetings while sitting across from Wanda was excruciating. You willed yourself to get over her but she was constantly occupying your mind and you saw her every day, so that was pretty hard. 

Wanda also felt horribly about the situation. She’d never dated anyone before, and she loved you a whole lot, but she knew the last thing you needed was someone like her to come into your life in such a big way and leave mess in her wake.

Her heart raced when you took more than a few seconds to respond to comms and she always found herself looking around for you while out on the field, just to make sure you were okay.

Two months after Wanda had rejected you, the team was pretty fed up with the two of you. They obviously cared about your feelings but you were both way too distracted on mission and careless mistakes were happening more frequently.

That was when Steve gave Thor his own mini-mission of talking to Wanda.

He knocked twice on her door, which had her looking up from her book and opening the door with a swift movement of her fingers, “Thor,” Wanda smiled softly. “What’s up?”

“I wanted to talk to you, about Y/n,” He said as he closed the door, his usually loud voice now quiet and calm.

Wanda’s heart clenched and she bit the inside of her cheek, “Is she okay?”

“Oh,” Thor was now realizing that he might have made it seem like you were hurt. “Yes, she is- well, physically- I mean, it’s complicated.”

Wanda quirked an eyebrow up. The usual eloquent God of Thunder now stumbling over his words like anyone else, “This is about what happened between the two of us, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” He nodded and looked towards the edge of her bed. “May I sit?”

“Be my guest,” She nodded.

“Steve and I were talking about you guys, honestly, the whole team talks about you. It’s been hard to watch you guys like this, but we see the way you still care for each other. I know that you’ve been through a lot, Wanda. Losing family is harder than words could ever begin to describe, I understand that, but that doesn’t mean you don’t deserve happiness and that you can’t love the people you want to love. I see the way you look at her, we all do,” And eloquent Thor was back, apparently. “I just don’t believe you should let this pass you by. She’s a really special girl and she loves you a lot. I think you love her a lot, too, and I think you need each other. That’s all I wanted to say, I guess. I just hope you think about this more- maybe even talk to her when you’re ready, if you are.”

Wanda blinked away the tears in her eyes and nodded, “Thank you, I appreciate it.”

Thor left without saying anything else, and when the door closed behind him, Wanda pulled her pillow to cover her face and groaned. She laid there for a minute before getting up and walking to the kitchen in search of some kind of alcohol. 

An hour and a half later, she was laying on her bed in pajama shorts and a red hoodie that you’d given her for her birthday sulking.

She had half a mind to cry, but she didn’t really like drunk crying, and she was far enough into the bottle of vodka for her judgement to be impaired, but not enough to not acknowledge that drunk crying was the worst kind of crying. 

After months of being without you, she longed to be near you, to have fun sleepovers again, to sneak away from Tony’s parties to go up to the roof or to watch a movie, she wanted you to braid her hair and cuddle her at night and kiss her-

Before Wanda knew what she was doing, she set the vodka bottle on her nightstand and made her way to your room. She stood outside for a few seconds before knocking quickly so she couldn’t talk herself out of whatever she was about to do.

She could hear you laugh from inside your room, “Nat, did you leave something? You were here like- oh.”

Your smile fell when you opened the door and saw Wanda standing at the other side of it, “Do you need something?”

“I’m so sorry,” Wanda said, her voice breathy, her face flushed, that stupid hoodie that made her look adorable, and her hair tied back into a lose ponytail that was so messed up that it could probably barely even be called a ponytail anymore. But you could tell she was drunk.

You had to stop yourself from scoffing, “Well, you’re two months too late, Wanda.”

“I love you.”

“Don’t do this now,” You shook your head, tears now brimming your eyes. You didn’t want to put up with this when tomorrow things would be back to how they had been.

“Y/n/n, I’m serious. I love you so much,” And tears of her own threatened to spill. “I feel so guilty, as I should, but I just- I was really scared, and I thought that I was going to fuck things up for you, and that’s the last thing I wanted to do. I love you. I’ll say it a million times if that’s what it takes to convince you. I want us to happen.”

You sniffled and wiped away a tear that was starting to run down your face. All of a sudden Wanda was starting to sound really sober. “You promise?” Your voice broke, and you bit your lip, willing yourself to not make any noise.

“I swear to you that I love you,” Wanda smiled softly, bringing her hand up to cup your cheek, wiping away another tear that fell.

You leaned into her touch and closed your eyes for a moment before opening them and being graced by a soft smile on Wanda’s features.

“I would love to kiss you now but I want it to be good and not when I’m kinda drunk, so can I just sleep in your room tonight instead?” She asked hopefully, longing to hold you.

“Please,” You nodded and stepped forward, hugging her for the first time in two months. “I missed you so much.”

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[lilacmeadows]

Made For You pt.1

Okay so this is gonna be a series. My FIRST series. So go easy on me pretty please. I’ve never written smut, and I know nobody wants badly written smut. So we’ll see about that. But this one is definitely gonna be more of a slow burn. Maybe 4 chapters? Yeah. I like that. 4 chapters. I’ve just been thinking about this idea for a while and I wanna get into writing. I hope someone likes this.

BUCKY X READER

Summary: Hydra had just finished training you to be the Winter Soldier’s perfect mate when the Avengers saved him. But what’s going to happen to you now that Hydra has deleted your old life and left you with nothing but a soldier that needs to learn to love himself before he can love someone else.

Part 1    Part 2    Part 3 (coming soon)

WARNINGS: explicit sexual content, explicit language, eventual dom/sub dynamics, mentions of captivity and kidnapping. violence- guns, mutual pining, eventual smut, fluff, angst if you squint (must be 18+)

WORD COUNT: 2k 

PART ONE

She’s so used to quiet in her quaint bedroom. The faint whirring of the air conditioner, sounds of footsteps and machinery being rolled outside her door, the music they would play for her when she was extra good that week.

So when she was awoken to gunshots and yelling, y/n was anxious and didn’t know what to do. She backed into the corner of the room furthest from the door and shut her eyes. Hopefully, if she stayed quiet and unseen, things would resolve itself, and she wouldn’t see any violence come her way.

Luckily for her, after what felt like hours later, the sounds quieted down. The gunshots were less frequent and finally came to a stop. She waited for a few moments before sitting on her bed with intentions of continuing her knitting. She wasn’t allowed many activities, but this was one luxury the Men didn’t mind since she hadn’t had any violent outbursts in a long time. She hated being shocked, and she liked knitting.

But the quiet didn’t last long. Minutes later, she could hear footsteps approaching her room. Too late to go back into her corner without being heard through the ‘doggie door’ the Men used to pass her food twice a day, she sat still and slowed her breathing.

‘Anything on that floor?’ She heard one male voice say from further away.

‘Not yet. Mostly supply closets on this floor, but I’ll check them all.’ Said a voice from much closer. He couldn’t have been more than 10 feet away from her door. She could tell they were American like her because they didn’t have the funny accents the Men all had. Gripping her plastic knitting needles tightly in one hand she braced herself for the intrusion.

Her door cracked open a little, then quickly opened all the way.

“Cap, you need to see this.” The man called over his shoulder. “Are you alright ma’am?”

“Yes. I’m fine, sir.” Her small voice replied, a little rough from lack of use, but still remarkably sweet.

“Who are you? Do you know where you are?” He approached her slowly, taking in her meager appearance, but also watching out for the pointy sticks she has a death grip on.

“My name is y/n. I’m in my room.” She replied. Starting to feel very uneasy by this stranger, but also not thinking that he would hurt him. She had been here for so long, it was strange seeing a tall, black man enter her bedroom. Only trainers and watchers were allowed to enter her bedroom.

“What is it?” Another, taller man asked, but his question was soon answered when his eyes landed on the girl sitting on her bed with her tucked gently under her. He immediately noticed her lack of decent clothing, and it caused a blush to creep up his neck.

“We have a girl here, possibly a hostage, maybe an experiment. She doesn’t look like she particularly wants to be rescued.” The first man said to the other, who’s slowly entering the room while trying not to stare at her thin, flimsy, cotton dress.

“Hi, I’m Steve, this is Sam. Do you know where you’re from?” The blonde man said to her while crouching down to be at her eye level. She nodded her head yes. “Well we’re the good guys. We’re here to save you. Do you want to come with us so we can take you home?”

She had to contemplate for a minute. It had been so long since she got here that she couldn’t imagine what it would be like to leave. These men looked sincere, but she knew if she left and was caught, she’d be punished terribly. But if the gunshots meant anything, there would be nobody to punish her. Which means she can’t stay regardless because there would be nobody to take care of her either.

“Did you kill my watchers?” She looked at the blond man after a few quiet seconds. Steve and Sam made eye contact and had a whole argument in silence before Sam spoke up.

‘Yes, we did. But they were bad men. They were keeping you here. But you’re free now. You just gotta follow us, and we’ll get you out of here.’ Sam said, gently. Not wanting her to think they’re cold blooded murderers, but also trying to rush this meeting along so they can board the quinjet, where the rest of the team was waiting.

Steve held one of his hands out to her, which she hesitantly took- knitting needles and purple ball of yarn in her other hand. She thought about grabbing her sweaters, but they weren’t kept in her room. Quite frankly, she had no idea where they were. The Men didn’t allow her to keep the things she learned to knit in her room. But they would give her back a sweater during the cold months. So she just followed the two men awkwardly. Them taking large, hard steps towards parts of the building she had never seen, and her dainty footsteps lagging behind. The trainers taught her to walk with a ladylike gait, on the balls of her feet with barely any pressure to her heels.

After many hallways and stairwells, they found themselves outside the building. The quinjet was parked close by, and y/n’s eyes almost jumped out of her head. Of course she had never seen anything like that before. The men led her onto the loading area which closed behind them.

“Take a break for sightseeing?” Said one man from the front of the jet. They couldn’t see her because of her small stature behind the two men.

“Actually, we found someone. Her name is y/n. She was in one of the rooms, top floor.” Steve said to the man, while fishing you out from behind his back.

She was met with eyes. Many pairs of eyes. All looking directly at her. Not used to all the attention, she looked down at her feet, which were bare as usual and slightly irritated from walking on various terrains. Her toes painted baby pink. Another luxury the Men allowed her. Some watchers were nicer than others. The shorter, fat one that came every other night would bring her a light, barely noticeable, polish that she was only allowed to put on her toes.

Being there wasn’t so terrible. She was 10 when they took her in 2006. She had a mom and older brother, and they lived in a town in Georgia. She often wonders what happened to them that morning when the Men put a rag over her face, and she woke up on a bed in the room that would become her new bedroom.

She didn’t leave the room often. There was a small bathroom across the hall from her room. The watcher would be standing guard outside her door, and she would let him know she would like to use the bathroom or bathe. He would have to stand in the room with her while she bathed, but after a while, they were kind enough to face the wall. She fought for a long time. Refusing to eat the food (which wasn’t terrible), screaming and crying, she even plotted the occasional failed attack. But then they started the shock therapy, and she learned. Being in that chair was brutal. Rewiring her brain into submission. Submission to the Men so they could train her. She had to be ready for the Soldat when he needed her. Why her? She didn’t ask and they didn’t tell her. She learned very quickly that she was only allowed to speak when spoken to.

Make the Soldat happy. That was her mission. She had been told that phrase so many times that she heard it in her sleep. She had never seen or met him, but she was being trained to be his. A possession he could have control over during the brief times he was unfrozen. She was to listen to him, obey, sleep with him, and just make him happy because the mind controlling words were having less and less of an effect, and the Men were afraid he would lash out and massacre them all.

But it doesn’t seem like she’ll be fulfilling her life goal after all because now she’s in the air with a group of people looking at her like she has two heads. A woman with pretty red hair, a man with a large bow, and a man with nice glasses towards the front of the jet, were on one side. On the other was a blond man with very long hair, standing up to talk to a man in a purple shirt, and a man sitting by himself with long brown hair. All of their stares were pointed at her, but his seemed to go through her. Like he had x-ray vision and could read her mind.

“Y/n, you can have a seat right there.” Sam said, pointing to an empty seat next to the redhead who only squinted at her. “That’s Natasha. She’s nicer than she looks.”

“No, I’m not.” She said, making eye contact with y/n. “But we’re glad to have you aboard.” Natasha finished, the slightest smile forming at the girl.

“Um... Cap, where are her clothes?” The man from before asked Steve.

“I don’t know. This is what she was wearing, and I didn’t see a wardrobe anywhere, Tony.” Steve sighed, obviously exasperated by even the thought of a conversation with Tony.

Tony looked at the girl expectantly. Was he waiting for her to chime in? Because he’d be waiting a long time. She was trained very well. Talking out of turn was one of the first rules she learned.

“Sweetheart, are you alright? Do you want something to cover up? We have blankets. What about water? You thirsty? Does she even understand a word I’m saying?” Tony’s last question was aimed at the men she entered with.

“I understand. I’m sorry. I’m alright, sir.” And if the team was trying to keep their staring inconspicuous at first, they completely abandoned that when she spoke. Her voice was so small and smooth. Just a little weak from not talking much.

“How about we get you a blanket anyway so I can be a little more comfortable” He nodded towards Sam who left the room and returned with a large blanket. She hadn’t realized how cold she was or that her nipples were pointing through her thin dress. Or that the cotton dress was really just a white slip that was damn near see through.

Maybe the grumpy looking man on the other side of the jet does have x-ray vision.

“Thank you, sir.” Everyone had to be called Sir. She hadn’t been around any women, but she was pretty sure if they looked as serious as the one next to her, she’d call them Ma’am.

“Tony is fine.” He smiled at her.

“Hey. I’m Clint, by the way.” The man on Natasha’s other side said, turning his body to address her. “So, umm... What were you doing up there? Are you working for Hydra?” Other members of the team groaned and scolded him for being so blunt, even though they were secretly happy he asked because they also wanted to know.

“I was knitting.” She said simply. She was going to leave it at that, but she could see the way Clint’s eyebrows almost touched his hairline at her short reply. So she continued with the mantra she was raised with. “My purpose is to make the Soldat happy. He is my mission.”

She had never seen a room of people’s heads turn so fast. Eyes darting from her to the brooding man on the other side of the jet. He squinted his eyes, looking equally as confused.

She hadn’t realized that her mission was right in front of her.

part 2

#bucky #bucky x reader #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes #james buchanan bucky barnes #the avengers #steve rodgers smut #thor smut #bucky imagine #bucky fanfic #bucky x y/n #bucky fluff #chubby!bucky #winter solider x reader #winter soldier smut

[ssa-steverogers]

TFATWS EPISODE 4 SPOILERS BELOW

guys can we just please fucking appreciate episode 4 of the falcon and the winter soldier? jesus fucking christ this episode was so fucking good and we got so much out of it and oh god ohhhh godddd i hate john walker but the episode was so good that i’m about to cry

the opening scene? you can literally see bucky “freeing” himself as he is finally able to resist the words and then the scene cuts to ayo and bucky from the previous episode and she says “how could you free him?” about zemo. which TO ME feels like that means a lot to bucky knowing that he has a lot of self doubt about his character. it’s almost as if the question is asking how could bucky have freed the winter soldier. ya feel? also there’s a lot of talk about bucky ‘not knowing’ that the wakandans could just disengage his arm like that. when bucky says ‘no’ to sam asking if he knew they could do that, my interpretation of that is bucky was being honest. sure, the arm wasn’t embedded into his skin or fused into his shoulder so bucky probably knew there was a way to take it out. but did he know that they could easily disengage it while in combat? probably not.

i also think that no ones intention was to kill anyone. karli is obviously young and i don’t think she had ever intended to start killing people like this but because she is young, things tend to get messy faster rather than not. it starts with the bombing at the GRC with the defense of “this is the only language these people understand” then it was lemar. prior to lemar, there were hardly accidental kills or any kills at all. but when people are threatened, it is instincts to attack back with more power. karli threatens sam’s sister, even though she had just lost mama donya (which is making her more emotional/compulsive) so she knows full well how important family is but chose to be the ‘bad person’ here. so then john walker killed karli’s second in command after she killed lemar and so instinctively, karli will get more aggressive in order to reach her goal. i cant wait to see how she tries to control/justify what she will do next???? like sam agrees with karli’s ideals but at what point will he realize that she must be stopped at all means possible and that zemo was kinda right?????

anyways! john walker! he! doesn’t! deserve! the! shield! never! did! never! will! “the serum amplifies everything that is inside. so, good becomes great. bad becomes worse. [...] because a strong man, who has known power all his life, will lose respect for that power.” -dr. abraham erskine in captain america: the first avenger, about the super soldier serum. we’ve only just met john walker but most of us hate him lol and he is sus. but from the beginning he’s already an over achiever, already experienced in being honored for doing something good. now, the only difference is that there is a label on him. but we can also see that he’s kinda full of shit rage. he’s visibly angry when nobody would talk in episode 3 when they raid the safe house that karli was in. so once he took the super soldier serum, he’s stronger, sure. but now the rage is also enhanced. he wrongfully killed karli’s second in command in an act of rage. sure, his partner was just killed but if you’re a representation of ‘hope’, you can’t blatantly kill someone the way he did.

anyways the scene that walker kills the guy???? PARALLEL1!!1!1!1!1!!1 steve rogers in captain america: civil war raises his shield on tony stark and brings it down onto the arc reactor of his iron man suit when that could have easily been a fatal blow to the head. even when enraged enough to fight against a close teammate to protect a brother figure, steve had enough strength to pull himself back and say, ‘hey this isn’t what i stand for.’ unlike walker, who kills the guy without hesitation in a moment of pure rage. there’s nothing in him that is doubting that killing the wrong man is bad. walker’s putting the shield into the guys face and chest, repeatedly as he’s begging for his life. and when he’s done, the shield is covered in blood. it’s the blood, the eccentricity, the consequences of taking the serum, everything is on his hands (and on the thing he is supposed to represent).

can i also just say how much i love the directing style of this episode? camera movement is actually so important to filmography and i am not a professional or anything but i love appreciating the skills 🥺 like when lemar is killed, the camera pans onto sam and bucky. it’s like the world stops for a bit as you hear the snap of his neck. the pause in everything as you hear walker trying to wake lemar up. then, everyone runs. now, even though walker is fighting karli’s guy, the camera movement is no longer aggressively moving like a fight scene usually is. instead, it’s mostly steady, showing the goal that walker is determined to reach.

OH GOD AND ZEMO. idk how to feel about him. i love him but i also hate him???? fksjsjwkjdkx his dancing makes me want to forgive him but he’s also an idiot with an agenda???? but his DANCING. omg and episode 4 is named the world is watching and omggggg that means that the video of walker must have gone fucking viral for SURE i mean obviously it did but OH MY FUCKING GOD. god i have so many things to say about this episode and i can’t fucking wait for episode 5 omg but i’m just rambling at this point lol

#tfatws #bucky barnes #bucky #sam wilson #the falcon #the winter soldier #winter soldier #the falcon and the winter solider spoilers #john walker #lemar hoskins #helmut zemo #well damn #i loved this episode so much #but omg #so good #bucky x you #sam wilson x reader #karli morgenthau #marvel #mcu #mcu memes #mcu x reader #captain #zemo #baron zemo #captain america #not my captain america #but woof

[falcqns]

idk if you would do something like this: but maybe going immediately cold turkey with bucky’s winter soldier mask was too abrupt for him. he wore it for so long so what if he had to taper off wearing it & wears it sometimes for comfort. he obviously has insecurity built around it & feels poorly abt doing it sometimes but he feels scared sometimes without it at first. maybe a little writing abt how his s/o handles that & is sweet & kind to him about it?

mask

pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes (platonic)

warnings: angst, fluff, Fury yelling.

a/n: hope you enjoy!

you were a little shocked the first time he put it on.

you knew he was having an off day, and you were treading carefully around him, not wanting to upset him.

he was touching his face constantly, and would cover his mouth, and only then would he calm down. you asked him what was wrong and he shook his head, his hand still clamped over his mouth. you shook away the thought, and went about your day.

a few hours later, you couldn’t find Bucky. you looked around the entire compound, before asking F.R.I.D.A.Y where he was. she informed you he was in your shared room, and when you went there, your heart melted.

he was curled up in the blankets, asleep with his Winter Soldier mask on his face. you sat next to him and played with his hair until he woke up. when he made eye contact with you, he got a terrified look on his face and ripped the mask off as fast as he could, breaking it accidentally.

he looked at it with a frown, and you decided to ask.

“do you like wearing the mask?” you asked, and he nodded.

“it makes me feel safe. i know i was never safe with HYDRA, but when i had this and the goggles on, i was able to be myself. i was able to cry in secret because if i cried around the agents they’d beat me and make fun of me.” he said, and you wrapped your arms around him in a hug.

“why don’t i take it to Tony, i’m sure he could fix it for you?” you asked, and he nodded.

an hour later, the fixed mask was back on his face, and he was sound asleep again.

after that, it was his safety net, and grounding tool. you learned quickly to bring it everywhere in your purse, because after everything he went through, he was prone to PTSD flashbacks. when he had them, he would shake and hyperventilate, sobbing until the mask was on his face. once the mask was on his face, he would be calm, and you would be able to get him out of whatever was causing him trauma.

everyone else was afraid of him when he wore the mask, fearing that it would trigger Winter, although it never did.

there was a terrible incident where Bucky and the other Avengers were in a meeting with Fury about an upcoming mission, and while looking through some of the photos of the secret HYDRA base they were going to be raiding, when Bucky seized up, and started shaking like a leaf, fear present on his face.

he looked around for you, Steve, or Tony, but you three weren't present at that meeting, as you and Steve had been on a mission the day before and were on your mandatory rest period, and Tony had a meeting with contractors for a new addition to the compound. he knew you always had the mask with you for incidents like this, and if you weren't there, Steve would have it, and if neither of you were there, Tony had a replacement made out of nanoparticles so all he would have to do it press a small circle to the back of his neck and it would form.

his breathing became erratic, and Maria was the first to notice.

"Bucky, you okay?" she asked, and everyone grew concerned when he didn't respond, his eyes locked on the pictures on the screen. Thankfully, Fury noticed and swore before shutting the screen off. The second the screen went dark, Bucky broke down into tears. he buried his head in his hands, and wasn't responding to anyone.

"what does he normally do to calm down?" Maria asked, her hands resting on Bucky's shoulders as she evaluated him. Fury became agitated when everyone just looked at each other, shrugging.

"NONE OF YOU KNOW HOW TO HELP HIM?" he shouted as Bucky's shaking became worse, his sobs growing.

Bucky fell forward off the chair, and curled into a ball on the floor, Maria's hands running through his hair in a feeble attempt to clam him.

thankfully, Steve burst through the door with the mask in hand. you were out grocery shopping, but F.R.I.D.A.Y. alerted him to Bucky's distress.

"come on bud, sit up," Steve asked, and Bucky refused to budge. eventually he manoeuvred Bucky so his head was on his bent legs. he pulled his hands away from his face, and instructed Maria to hold them so he could put the mask on. the second Steve got the mask on his face, Bucky immediately calmed, and melted into Steve's touch.

after a few moments, Steve stood Bucky up, and the pair of super soldier walked out of the conference room Bucky's breathing still slightly erratic.

meanwhile, in the conference room, Fury was still yelling.

"THAT MAN IS YOUR TEAMMATE WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT! HE HAS ALSO BEEN THROUGH MORE HELL THAN ANY OF YOU WOULD EVER BELIEVE, AND IT SHOULDN'T BE UP TO STEVE OR Y/N TO KNOW HOW TO CALM HIM DOWN!" he screamed before turning to Maria.

"please make a note in Barnes's file that he has the mask for PTSD reasons." and Maria nodded, jotting the information down on a sticky note.

Steve had gotten Bucky into the living area, and was sitting on the couch, Bucky in his arms. before the war, him and Bucky shared the occasional hug, but usually they only cuddled during the winter because Steve could never retain body heat.

after Steve rescued Bucky however, him holding him became a regular thing. Bucky said it reminded him of before the war, and it comforted him at the same time. Bucky told him that Steve still smelled the same, and it made him feel at home.

"you okay, punk?" Steve asked, and Bucky nodded.

"m'okay. thanks for helpin' me." he said, and Steve chuckled.

"i'm with you til the end of the line, you know that."

at that moment, you walked through the door, groceries in hand, and an angry look on your face. you dropped the groceries and walked over to the two boys.

"is he okay now?" you asked, and Steve nodded, unraveling himself from Bucky and standing up.

"yeah, he's good. Fury told you what happened?" he asked as he walked over to the groceries.

"yep. and I'm pissed. I get that the team is a little nervous around him, but they should still know how to help him. I mean, he wears the mask a lot, this shouldn't be an issue." you said, your arms wrapping around the still masked Bucky who was drifting off to sleep.

"I agree."

as you watched him fall asleep, you wished internally that the team would just take the time to get to know him a little better.

#bucky barns x y/n #bucky barnes #bucky fluff #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes drabble #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes smut

[blushing-starker]

For @starkerfestivals kinktober prompts, vampire au and blood kink

(We need more power bottom Peter in the fandom, if you ask me.)

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He doesn't ask the vampire to neck him in a nightclub full of monsters. That'd be stupid, incredibly stupid because there's two hundred creatures with enhanced senses around and they're all attracted to blood. Peter isn't dumb enough to go up to the owner of the bar, also, by the way, the most powerful man in the underground of New York, and say, "Will you pretty please bite me and gnaw on me like a fucking chew toy so I feel like I'm your favorite kept prince?" That's silly.

Peter demands that Tony Stark gnaw on his neck like it's a rubber dog toy and claim him in front of his followers.

He's dragged onto Tony's lap, knees tucked in between his lover's thighs and the throne's armrests. And God, it's a really amazing throne, a seven feet tall masterpiece Ned and MJ cooked up with their fire breathing abilities. Peter had laughed when Tony made the order, thought it was some sort of joke. Until Tony fucked him on it, Peter gasping and crying while bent in half over the same armrest currently limiting his range of movement.

His lover grins, drags sharp claws over the back of his jeans. "What's got you so needy? Not that I won't take you up on your offer, obviously." Peter hums, slides his hands under a black t shirt he's half sure Tony stole from Steve just to be a dick. Drops his entire weight on the immortal monster under him; anything to lower the chances of being thrown off.

"Flash is here." Tony snarls, eyes going red and it's both the sweetest and hottest thing he's ever seen. Peter nips at a chiseled jaw, pins the vampire to his throne. "Calm down before someone sees."

"You think I give a shit about my reputation as the ice cold Iron Man? Fuck that, where is the little shit? I'm going to tear his heart out and crush it for what he did to you." Flash had cheated on him when they were dating, long before he ever met Tony. Still, Tony had sworn to destroy anyone who had ever harmed his precious Peter.

Peter grinds down, rolls his hips the way Miss Natasha taught him and sinks his blunt nails on a scarred chest. Tony hisses in pleasure, eyes flashing blue instead of scarlet. Powerful ancient being or not, desire can undo anyone. "Or you can keep your other promise to give me what I want and claim me on your throne. Show everyone the king has a prince to keep him warm."

Tony grumbles, pulls him so close Peter's thighs burn from the stretch. His breath hitches and his lover does it again, yanks at his hips until they're chest to chest. "Who knew my little masochist would also be an exhibitionist?" It's a low growl, by Tony's standards, but the werewolf near the throne tenses, stares at the ceiling pleadingly. Peter grins at his lover, sees when those dark eyes recognize his tell tale smirk.

"Hey, Bucky."

A pause. "Hey, spiderling."

"How are you tonight, Bucky?" Tony looks at him like he's the cruelest being in the planet; as a general rule, anyone who dared speak with his treasure of treasures ended up with a broken neck or a torn throat. The ones given free reign were the waitresses and Peter's own friends. The White Wolf isn't quite a friend, but he's too good a bodyguard for Tony to kill him.

"I'm fine, little prince. Wondering what it'll take for Sam to shoot me."

"Sam would never shoot you, Bucky. Well, maybe your knee." The White Wolf, an appropriate nickname considering Bucky literally transforms into a pale wolf, grins at him, sharp fangs glinting in the neon lights of the club. His heart beats a little faster at the sight and Tony grasps his chin, hauls him close and devours his mouth, his own sharp fangs sliding out for Peter to play with. He makes a thumbs up at Bucky and hears him chuckling, makes a mental note to bring him May's chocolate truffles next time.

Peter sighs dreamily, runs his hands through slicked back hair and shoves his tongue onto a long incisor just to feel Tony jolt like a teenager aching to come for the first time. His lover sucks on his tongue and Peter's more than happy to feel the sting when the tiny cut is lavished and poked at. He can handle a bit of pain if it means getting Tony drunk on his taste. Gently, because one cut is enough, he doesn't want Tony to accidentally chew off his entire tongue, thanks, he pulls back. A string of saliva connects their lips and he knows most people don't like it, but Peter enjoys the depravity, the physical evidence of what they do.

Tony's eyes are hazy and the color of the sky after a rainstorm. He could ask the vampire for the moon and Tony would get it for him in an instant, wrapped up in a bow and everything. "Ok, I got the memo. No teasing. What else did you want, baby boy?"

Bucky coughs, indirectly lets his boss know they are still, unfortunately, in the middle of a nightclub. Tony snaps out of it and clears his throat, mutters his thanks. "I'm not fucking you in front of a crowd, Peter, fair warning. You may like it, but I'll end up ordering Barnes to slaughter them all for so much as breathing in your scent." Peter pouts and sees a crack begin to appear.

"Not even when I tell you I dressed up for you, Tony?" He guides a clawed hand under his jeans, has victory just out of his grasp when Tony's fingers curl over his bare ass and the vampire chokes on air. "Technically, I dressed down. But you like it anyway, don't you, your little prince being so bad for you?" Bucky growls for a replacement to come up to the throne and stalks off towards his own lover, dragging Steve into one of the rooms at the back.

Tony looks deranged, eyes flashing between red and blue so quickly they appear a dark purple. "If I get killed because of your stunt, you're coming with me, Peter. I know what you're doing."

He blinks innocently, cocks his head to the side and kneads the fabric of his red sweater just to stretch it out over his collarbone. "I'm spending time with my amazing vampire boyfriend. What else would I be doing when I have everything my king promises to get me?"

An eyebrow twitches and he keeps up the act, nuzzles a cold throat. Wants to be close to Tony's ear so the vampire can hear when he bites down on his own tongue, grimacing at the metallic taste. Peter rises slightly, lets Tony take his full weight in order to sprawl over a long torso. The back of his sweater lifts and Tony possessively covers any bared skin with trembling arms, breath coming out heavy.

Peter cradles his head tenderly and he's an inch or two higher than Tony so he feels like a god looking down at a monstrous worshiper, a devout sinner. "Will I have everything I ask for? Even if it's not what you want?" Blood covers his lips and Tony is hypnotized, hands lovingly gripping his hips hard enough there will be bruises blooming on them later. It's fine; he'll have Tony beg for forgiveness later.

The vampire nods shakily, says, "Anything my crown prince wants is his."

"So you'll bite me and show me you understand there are different ways to destroy people?" His lover blinks at him in confusion and you'd think he'd know this by now, being ancient and all.

"I don't want you to bite me so he gets jealous, Tony. I want you to bite me because you're mine to ask and I'm yours to drink from. And I want him to know that he's a fucking cockroach next to you. That he may have hurt me, but I'm doing better than ever. Do you understand, Tones?" He kisses his lover's forehead, is pleased to see his blood marking the vampire as his.

"This is as much for you as it is for me, isn't it? A power trip, having a creature of the night between your legs and having all your limbs intact afterward, knowing I won't even glance at anyone else because you have a hold over me? A lesson for everybody to learn. I know you're trying to control me, Peter."

"One, yes, it's a power trip. Two, I'd hate it, but I won't keep you from sleeping with someone else," Tony growls, buries his head in Peter's neck, shakes his head over and over, "Three, I like people knowing you're mine. And four, I can't make you do something you don't want to. I just, you know, subtly suggest alternatives I think would benefit both of us. In this case, I think you could make all my dreams come true if you-"

"Yeah, yeah, chew on you like a dog toy, got it," Tony tilts his head to the side and bites him, sinks his teeth so deeply Peter sees stars. His mouth opens on its own volition and the noise he makes is strangled, a groan and a scream and a whine rolled into one. The pain washes over him like a wave and honestly, it's not his fault Tony's neck is right there. He dives down, shoves his lover against the throne and closes his jaw around the most powerful being here. The splash of blood is a surprise and it takes him all of five seconds to realize he's drinking his own goddamn blood after it travels through Tony's body.

Tony moans once, sucks hard on the puncture marks twice and then lifts his head, searches for Peter's mouth and melts when he finds it. Peter lets himself be kissed lazily, inhales the panting breaths of a frantic looking vampire. "Get what you want, little prince?"

Peter smiles at his lover, bares his blunt teeth at Tony and at anyone who dares look; licks the blood off his lips the same way a vampire would.

"Don't I always get what I want?"

#starker #starker nff #peter x tony #peter parker #tony stark #stucky mentioned #bucky barnes #vampire!tony #powerbottom!peter #vampire au #starkerfestivalsevents #blood k!nk #ironspider #my writing

[twordytings]

Can I request something? I’m having a major surgery on my Achilles heel in a few weeks. Reader is a friend of the avengers, or maybe an intern in Tony’s lab and she’s been hiding her pain until she falls cause of the pain and Tony being all caring and worried cause she’s just a kid really. She tells him about her condition and he sets her up with the best surgeon and physical therapist that the team uses and pays for it all cause she’s been like a daughter to him. I could use some positivity my way 🥺

Mr. Stark

(Tony x Reader)

Summary: You’re the intern of the infamous Tony Stark, and hiding an injury is on the agenda of things to do.

Word Count: 1,306

A/N: Omg I’m praying your surgery goes well! And I hope this makes you feel a bit better! Also, this fic doesn’t really have too much twording, but I hope you guys still like it!<3

Today was a sort of “work day” for Tony, and since you were his intern, you probably weren’t going to leave the lab till the next day... or two. Every day that Tony needed you, you were there; it was made clear throughout you and Tony’s relationship that you were reliable, but that would soon prove to be difficult considering you had injured your heel while working out yesterday. You knew that Tony was going to need you the day after, so to keep your status of reliability, you decided it would be best to wrap it with a bandage in hopes that it wouldn’t bother you today; boy, were you wrong.

You already had a rough night of sleep, what with all the pain, but as soon as you woke up in the morning, it was only worse than before. Once you made your way to Tony’s, you tried your absolute best to conceal the agonizing pain you were currently experiencing.

“Y/n can you pass me those tweezers? I gotta fix this wire.” Tony asked.

“Yeah, sure thing.” You grabbed the tweezers that were luckily right next to you, but quickly realized you were going to have to actually walk over to Tony.

You started walking, clearly limping in the process, an uncontrollable look of pain smothering your face. You made your way to Tony, handing him the tweezers as he took them from you.

“Are you okay?” he asked, looking you up and down.

“Huh? Yeah why?”

“Did you not notice that you’re limping?”

“Oh uhm... I just stubbed my toe this morning. I’m fine though, seriously!” You were never a good liar, so the story that you came up with on a whim was a surprise to yourself.

“Didn’t think you were the clumsy type...” Tony said with an eyebrow raised in suspicion, “but okay, whatever you say.” You smiled through your pain in response, thankful that you were off the hook, but as you were walking back over to your station, you completely collapsed as your heel gave out.

“Ah!” you cried. Tony immediately threw down everything he was working on to run over and attend to you.

“Woah woah woah! What happened? Are you okay?”

“Yes! I told you, I’m fine!” you said in frustration. Tony wasn’t buying it anymore, and picked your head up by your chin to look at him.

“If you’re hurt, I need you to tell me.”

“M-my foot.” you admitted in defeat as you pointed to the injury, tears slowly streaming down your face and your throat getting choked up as you looked up at the man. “I’m s-sorry Mr. Stark I know you needed m-my help.” You were crying for both the reasons of obviously being in pain, but also pure frustration at the fact that you were now an interruption. Tony, on the other hand, felt like punching himself in the face, now knowing that he had you helping him in the lab while you were in pain the entire time.

“Well I’m flattered that you want to work for me so badly, but I can’t have you doing anything if your injured, okay? C’mon I gotcha.” he said as he picked you up off the floor, calling Happy to bring the car around. As he brought you outside, Happy opened the door so Tony could set you inside, sitting in the back with you in case anything happened.

“Happy, you know where to go.” The man replied with a nod.

“And where’s that?” you asked Tony.

“Only the best doctor for my favorite injured intern!” he said with a few pokes to your side to cheer you up a bit. You had to laugh a little through the pain, knowing Tony almost had a heart attack earlier.

As you made it to the place, Tony carried you from the car to the office, causing a scene in order for the nurses to give you their utmost attention. To no surprise, it worked, and after a seemingly quick diagnosis from the doctor, you and Tony were told that you would need a surgery to fix up your heel. For now though, the doctor had prescribed you some painkillers until your surgery date. It doesn’t seem like too big of a deal, the surgery, but in reality, you were terrified of going under anesthesia, considering you’d never even had a surgery before for the need to. Tony noticed the distressed look that was creeping onto your face as the doctor left.

“Stubbed toe huh? You know you really had me worried, kid.”

“Really? Didn’t know you cared that much...”

“What?!” He cleared his throat, dipping his head in order to regain his composure. “Of course I care about you y/n. You’re my favorite lil’ ankle biter besides Peter-”

“I’m 17...?” you interrupted.

“Exactly! You’re my lil’ pipsqueak! But seriously... I think of you as like, my kid. I know I act kinda tough with you sometimes but if anything ever happened to you on my watch, I would never forgive myself...”

“Woah. I thought Pepper was lying when she said you had a heart...”

“Yeah yeah.” he responded with a chuckle. “About the surgery... I’ll be with you every step of way, except for maybe a meeting or two I’m a pretty bus- OW HEHEY!” he yelled as you punched his arm. He took your hands, holding them both in his. “I will be there before you go under, and I’ll be there right when you wake up. I know you’ve never really had any folks to look up to... but I’ve got you.”

You honest to god wanted to cry your eyes out. You felt so warm, it was as if everything had fallen into place; you finally belonged somewhere. It was odd, but the good kind of odd.

“I- thank you, Mr. Stark I don’t even know what to say-”

“Don’t. You don’t need to say anything. And it’s Tony. Call me Tony. Call me Mr. Stark again and you’re fired.” he said jokingly, pointing a finger at you as his eyebrows were raised expectantly. You smiled widely, giving him a thumbs up while pursing your lips dramatically. “Oh, and never. Ever. Lie. To. Me. Again. Got it?” He said with a poke to your stomach with each word.

“Yehehes! I gohohot it!”

“Good! Now let’s get outta here, this place is depressing...” he said as he picked you up yet again, carrying you to the car and setting you down gently inside.

After a few minutes of being on the road, you were swallowed in your thoughts, blankly looking out of the car window when you felt Tony set his hand on top of yours. You looked over at him.

“By the way... and it’s totally fine if you don’t want to, but if you want, you can just stay at my place. I know you don’t live in the safest area and I don’t necessarily love the idea of my intern getting, y’know, burgled or whatever.” It was funny how much his eyes were filled with anticipation, begging for you to say yes without him having to say a single word.

“Sounds good, or whatever.” He shook his head at that, chuckling at your quip.

It was interesting, being so cared about by someone that many people claim doesn’t even have a heart. It was something you had nether even fathomed, honestly, him not having one. Tony Stark was one of the most lovable, caring people you had ever had the privilege to meet, and it was safe to say that you were pretty content with the relationship the two of you had built. You had a feeling that your relationship would only blossom; but for now, you had a surgery and a crapload of unfinished lab work to attend to.

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[marvels-writings]

Piece of Your Heart

Natasha Romanoff Masterlist

Requested by Anon: Hi would you mind terribly writing a established R/Nat fic where R was fighting Thanos with Tony and Nat thinks she got dusted because obviously Nat has heard nothing from her but really she’s been on that ship with Tony the whole time? I love your writing and I’d love reading something like that it’d make me so emotional 💖

Word Count: 2.2k (longish and an amazing mix of angst and fluff)

A/N: Damn I loved writing this, and I wrote it to a particular song so it ended up revolving around dancing more than I thought it would. It’s really good though and I hope you like it as much as I do!!

Dull white light shone down; music blanketed the room, feet shuffled across the marble floor. Reflections played in the mirrors, all showing the same image. The image of a woman with bright red hair, dancing alone, trying to fill the piece of her heart she lost.

Natasha moved elegantly across the floor, twirling and twisting where she saw necessary. She made a perfect pirouette across the floor. Shifting her weight across the pointe shoes, the redhead moved to the other side of the room with ease. Another perfect pirouette as she waited for something she knew wouldn't happen.

Strange, pirouettes are always perfect. There's never the chance for it to be flawed, for there to be a mistake. Stumbling wasn't an option for her, falling a pleasure denied. Yet, her feet faltered, losing her balance as she caught herself on the metal bar.

Staring at herself in the mirror, she saw the redness of her eyes matching her hair, the dark circles underneath her eyes. Her face, devoid of any emotion except for loss. Ignoring everything she could, she moved back to the center of the room, dancing once again.

It wasn't right without you. The room was a little too big, the music a little too quiet, Natasha's heart too empty. You'd always joked that you held a piece of her heart and she a part of yours. Never did she think the joke might be more real.

She faltered again, losing her balance without you to catch her. Sighing, she picked herself back up, trying to be the perfect pirouette they trained her to be. Her feet always fell to the side, refusing to keep balance. Reaching down, she slipped off the pointe shoes before trying again.

The cold floor served as a mild shock as she continued. She let go of being perfect; she was letting herself be flawed again, letting herself feel her loss. Her hips swayed in a broken rhythm, shuffling imperfectly across the floor. It wasn't how they trained her.

It wasn't perfect, not near it. It was how Natasha danced with you, throwing herself away to feel you.

Her skin remembered the way your hands rested on her waist, your fingers tapping a steady beat on her ribs. Her feet recalled the way you danced without rhythm, letting the music take control instead. She remembered how you hummed the tune of the song, the notes vibrating through you. She remembered the sweet nothings you whispered to her, words she'd die to hear again.

Wanting desperately to feel your presence, even the ghost of your touch, she reached out her arms, pretending they were around her as she swayed from side to side. Her eyes fluttered shut, seeing you rather than the darkness of her eyelids.

The way your eyes crinkled when you smiled, the lines on your face as you lit up in a bright grin. The way the light always hit your face in just the right way, making you look like an angel. Maybe you were an angel, one that she couldn't be sure was truly gone.

Natasha had almost begged you not to go after Tony. She should've known she could never convince you out of saving someone. If only you were here to save her now. She didn't know if you were dusted, gone like the rest of her family, or just lost in space, waiting to be whole again.

For now, part of her was whole again. She could almost feel your breath across her neck as you rested your head on her shoulder. You felt so near to her, even if it was just for a blissful few seconds. Natasha let her eyes remain shut, dancing by herself, clinging onto to ghost of you.

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Soft music played from your earbuds, enveloping you in a dream of their own rather than your nightmarish reality. The beat reminded you of dancing slowly with someone you loved. You leaned back in one of the seats, letting your eyes flutter shut as you absorbed yourself into another daydream.

Everything about her came back to you when you closed your eyes. It was almost a nightmare to keep them open, to keep yourself occupied in an awful place without her. The ship was so devoid of color, filled with dull blue and purple hues rather than the bright red you craved oh so desperately.

Curling into yourself, you pulled the jacket around your shoulders tighter, trying to keep any warmth you could. It was colder when you were daydreaming rather than working. Maybe remembering what you might have lost can take away from what you have.

Now, you didn't have much. A crashing ship with a billionaire from Earth and one of the daughters of Thanos. At least everything would be over tomorrow. No more crushing daydreams of the past, no more hopeful dreams of Natasha being with you.

You heard Tony record another message for Pepper in a different part of the ship. Pulling out your earbuds with a sigh, you decided to do the same. Looking around to make sure the words you only intended for her, you took out a piece of your suit.

Never had you meant for it to function in this way. Never did you think it would record a dying message. With a sigh and a heavy heart, you propped it in front of you and set it to scan you. It was going to take a hologram, to record not only your words but also your movements.

Taking another minute, you pulled your hair back into a ponytail, trying to look better for her. Leaning back in the chair, you let out another sigh as it beeped. Now that you were about to record your words, you didn't know what to say.

Should you tell her you're sorry? It would be a lie to say that; you wanted to help your family, you don't regret that. You regret leaving her alone, but not leaving. Biting your lip, you started speaking in a vain hope that the right words would come to you.

"Hey Tasha," You began, breathing in and looking away from the hologram. "If and hopefully when you find this recording, please don't show it to anyone else."

Chuckling, you turned towards the recorder again. Now, you didn't know what to say to Natasha. You tried to imagine that she was here, sitting in front of you, waiting. Instead of her apprehension, all you could see was her beauty. It all made you only miss her more.

"I miss you. So damn much Tasha." You continued, running a hand through your ponytail. "I always dreamt of going to space, but now that I'm here."

"It's so lonely without you here."

The void of space stared back at you when you turned away. It taunted you, keeping you away from whom you wanted most. Letting you stare into the emptiness of it instead of the fullness of your dreams. Tearing your eyes away; you turned back to the recorder.

"I thought that if I left, we could have that happy ending when I come back." You continued, trying desperately to put into words what you felt. "But now, I don't know if we're ever going to have that ending."

Your eyes fluttered shut, letting you into a surreal daydream; the house you'd imagined buying lined the inside of your eyelids. Natasha joined you on the large patio set, her arms around your waist as you looked outside. Maybe you had children. They would be running around the front yard, calling out to you while your wife whispered sweet nothings.

It all faded into silence as you took another step into reality. The silence surrounded you, taking away any hope, any dreams you might have ever had. Taking the last step into this dreaded nightmare, you fell back into this reality.

"Tony and Nebula are here with me," you croaked, trying to change the topic. Bringing yourself back, you took another deep breath as your dreams faded back into the void you'd been staring. You began talking about them instead; everything they were trying to do, letting it distract you for a treasured few moments.

It helped, just for a bit. A minute passed while you talked about them, stopping with a loud sigh. You bit your lip, clawing through your memories for something, anything else to talk about. All you saw was her.

"I wish I could dance with you," You whispered, biting your lip tightly. The familiar sting of tears came to your eyes at the memory. You shook your head, clearing yourself of it, adamant not to cry. Leaning forward, you tapped on the recorder.

"If and when this is all over," You whispered, offering a timid smile. The memory came back to you again, this time you didn't stop it. You paused, letting all of your emotions wash over you.

The timid, lovesick smile as your hands slid around her waist, pulling her closer to you. Her warm breath fanning across your face as you leaned your foreheads together. The tingle of her eyelashes fluttering against yours. Her whispers of love and adoration as you swayed slowly, dancing.

"I'll always be dreaming of dancing with you."

The recording stopped, your fingers pressing the small red button. Pulling away from it, you leaned back in the chair again, tugging your jacket tighter around you. The cold seeped back into you, leaking into your bones, making you shiver.

Sighing, you curled further into yourself, forcing yourself to sleep. Maybe if you weren't awake, it would be over faster. It wasn't, you kept clearing your mind of your dreams just to fall asleep. Eventually, you were, oblivious to the world around you.

That was until a rumbling brought you back.

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The same rumbling sounded where Natasha was dancing. Her motions stopped at the sound, looking outside the window hopefully. Nothing was there, just the same pitch-black she had grown accustomed to. A glow emanated from above it, casting everything in a light golden tint.

Her feet pounded the floor as she rushed out the door, towards the glow. The sound was accompanied by feet following her, rushing as much as she was. Steve and Pepper rushed behind her. All for the small sliver of hope that someone else survived the snap and made it home.

It's strange how hope is always associated with light. It's as if Natasha had wandered in the dark, stumbling her way through till hope showed her the way out. You can never truly find anything in the darkness without the slightest shred of hope, of light.

The light was what she ran towards, staring up at the glowing ship as it touched down on the grass outside the compound. Her heart thudded in her chest, watching as the ship's doors opened. Three sets of feet appeared, walking and stumbling down the steps.

Tony leaned against a blue woman, staggering slowly down the steps. His bones are shown through his tank top, cuts on his face bleeding. His eyes were dull, glancing around the compound, lighting up only when they stumbled across Pepper.

Steve ran up to him, helping him off and talking to him. But all she could see was you, stumbling out of the ship by yourself.

Your hand clung desperately to the railing, not wanting help but needing it anyway. The t-shirt you wore was a few sizes too big, your skin had lost some of its tone, your hair messy and in a ponytail. It was still you, you who had promised her a happy ending.

Natasha ran up to you, breathing erratic, heartbeat pounding in her ears as she wrapped her arms around you. Her breath hit your neck, followed by hot tears on your shirt. Your arms wrapped around her tightly, your face tucked into the crook of her neck, breathing her in.

The redhead shook in fear, scared she was going to let go of you again, scared you were going to disappear. She was terrified you were going to leave her dancing alone in the dark again, without even the dream of you to keep her warm.

But there you were, your skin warm to the touch as her fingers sneaked up your shirt. Your skin against her palms, warm as you moved with every breath. You were there, the light she needed to see.

You clung onto her as tightly, using all your strength to keep her close. Everything about her was so warm, so full that you were sure you could never feel empty again. Your hands stroked the length of her back, providing whatever reassurance you could muster.

Natasha held you close, pulling her head away to look at you. Your face was gaunt, your eyes hollow, but full of so much love and longing, for her. Your hand slipped from her shoulders, resting above her collarbone as you wiped the tears off of her face.

Smiling to yourself, you swayed from side to side, dancing with her. Natasha pulled away slowly, looking at you in curiosity as you rested her forehead against hers. Her hands around your waist kept you up, moving slowly on the grass. The exhaustion would take over you soon, but she wanted to keep this moment a little longer.

Heaven couldn't hold a candle to this, to how whole you felt around each other. It was truly as if a piece of your heart resided with each other. It would tear you apart to be away from each other. But for now, maybe even forever, you could dance.

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