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Tony’s Birthday (Tony Stark x Reader)

God, the writers block on this one was real, my dudes. I couldn’t come up with anything, and then I finally had a breakthrough and no time to write. And then I wrote like 2k words in a night. So, my brain works in fantastic ways. Now that it’s finally written, please enjoy this shameless sex with plot with Tony Stark.

Warnings: There is smut in this, and I think I’m like legally obligated to warn minors about that. Remember that you choose the content you consume. There’s swearing, I’m sure. I don’t normally get through a paragraph without one. Mentions of lingerie, dresses, alcohol, and hangovers. Tony Stark, always comes with his own warning.

Word Count: 6149

Summary: After weeks of not knowing what to get Tony for his birthday, you finally come up with an idea. Spoiler alert, he loves it.

Tomorrow is your husband, Tony Stark’s, birthday. And you have no idea what to get him. He’s throwing himself a big party, or rather you and Pepper are, and you’re just having Tony foot the bill while you two plan. But what do you get a billionaire for his birthday? He has everything he could ever wish for, as he’s told you multiple times. But seriously, he doesn’t even have something on his Amazon wish list, especially since he bought Amazon a couple years back.

So that, again, begs the question. What do you get Tony; genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist that he is; for his birthday?

Well, what about you? You’ve been married a while, you’ve obviously had sex. But what if you went out and got yourself a new set of lingerie? Give Tony a surprise for his birthday, and maybe put a bow on top. Tony would love that. You thought, grabbing your purse and leaving.

At the store, you looked through many different sets, even finding ones modeled after all of the Avengers. Sets after Sam and Thor here, you and Natasha there, Bucky and Steve, Clint, even Loki! Or was that Bruce? Nope, Loki, his name was written across the ass of the panties. Oh, but there was the set modeled after Bruce, more coverage, that made sense. Oh, and there was one for each of the twins too, wow. Tony would get so jealous he’d just rip it right off of me and- nope, let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves in the middle of the store. Before moving, you saw a set for Peter too and decided not to grab it since Tony might literally kill you. That’s my son, you thought, moving it to the side. Not only has Peter become a son to Tony, he called me Mom by accident last week. You did pick up one of each of the rest though, just thinking about what Tony would do to you seeing you in them lighting a fire within you.

And then you saw the set you were looking for. Red adorned with gold, sheer lace cups with gold accents and crotchless red panties with IRON MAN written on the back in gold. He won’t even have to take it off to fuck me. He might buy this entire store just so he can- your train of thought was cut off by your phone ringing. Tony, of course.

“Hey Tone.” You said, picking up and adding the set to your basket.

“Hello, my beautiful wife.” He replied. “I was looking for you, where are you?”

“I’m just picking up some last minute things for the party tomorrow. Why, do you need me?” You asked, walking over to an open register and placing your basket down.

You could hear the smirk before he even started talking. “You’re late for our weekly lab meeting.” Of course. He means your weekly fucking in the lab while Bruce takes a convienently long lunch break after walking in on the two of you going at it 4 weeks in a row.

“I’m almost done here, and I’m not that far, I’ll be home soon.” You said, hanging up quickly.

The cashier looked at you star-struck and you were confused for a moment before you remembered that you too were an Avenger and you were married to Iron Man. “Can I have your autograph?” She asked softly, holding out a notebook filled with the signatures of the other Avengers.

“Of course, hun.” You said, taking the pen from her and signing in the last available spot. Which ironically, was next to Tony’s. That wasn’t hard, though. The man you chose to marry had a gigantic signature. “You need anybody else’s?” You asked softly.

“No thank you. You’re the last one. Do you need a bag?”

You nodded, internally facepalming at not having brought one. “Yes please. Do you need anything else or just for me to pay?”

“I can’t think of anything ma’am. Did you need anything?”

“Why don’t you and everyone that works here come to Tony’s birthday party tomorrow? Since I’m the last one to sign your little book, I assume everybody else comes in here pretty regularly.”

“Yes ma’am, they do.” She said, handing you the bag. “Mr. Stark is here about every other month.” Well that lines up with when I get surprises. You thought, smiling. “Captain Rogers and Sergeant Barnes always come in together, and they got quite the laugh out of the Avenger’s line of sets last time they were here. Mr. Wilson has come with them a few times, but he normally likes to come by himself. Thor and Loki have come in together more than once, but Thor really prefers to look.” You laughed at that. “Mr. Barton usually comes in alone, as do Ms. Romanoff and Dr. Banner. And the Maximoff twins have come in together before, but they usually prefer separately. It was funny the day one of them was in here and the other came in and saw them.” She told you.

“Has Peter Parker ever been in here?” You asked, seemingly innocent.

She looked sheepish, “Just once, ma’am, and I guess he must’ve used Mr. Stark’s card since after buying his one item, he got a very angry phone call which sounded like it had something to do with safe sex and why Mr. Parker was spending Mr. Stark’s money at a lingerie shop.”

“Oh, Tony.” You sighed, turning towards the door with your bag. Before you left, you turned back. “Thank you. But I never caught your name, hun.”

“Oh, I’m Rachel Green.” She said, “Pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Stark. Your husband is one of our best customers.”

You nodded, sighing again. “Yeah, I’d believe it. Thank you, Rachel. And don’t forget to come to the party tomorrow.”

“I won’t. Have a great day!”

“You too!” You told her, finally pushing the door open and walking quickly back to Stark Tower so you could hide your shopping from Tony before having your lab “meeting”.

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The next day, after a day of Avenging Paperwork (aka, filling in mission reports from the last month and filing them since you were the only one Tony let into the records room, digital or otherwise), you went up to the penthouse that you shared with Tony to find a bright red dress laying on the bed, with gold jewelry laying on your vanity.

“Mr. Stark has requested that you wear this tonight for him, Mrs. Stark.” JARVIS said. You’d been through so much with Tony and JARVIS that him speaking out of quite literally nowhere didn’t even scare you anymore.

“Why am I not even surprised, J? How long has he been picking outfits out for me now, 5 years?”

The AI spoke again, “Ever since your first party as his date, Mrs. Stark, 8 years ago now.”

“God, has it really been that long?” You asked yourself, stripping down and pulling out the Iron Man lingerie. “We’re getting old.”

“At least he let you pick your wedding dress.” JARVIS said, with a hint of humor in his robotic voice.

You laughed out loud while slipping on the dress, noting that it hugged you perfectly, had a much deeper neckline than you anticipated, and a very long slit up your right side up to your hip. “Very true J. And even though he told me that there was no limit, I still didn’t want to go too overboard.”

“He found it funny that he gave you unlimited money and you picked what was essentially the cheapest dress in the store.”

“That sounds like my husband’s sense of humour.” You said, sighing softly as you clasped the necklace behind your neck. When it came to the bracelet, however, you couldn’t get it on. When it was clasped, you couldn’t slip it on around your hand, but unclasped, you couldn’t shut it around your wrist. “Ah, fuck, Tony should know better by now to get me bracelets. I can’t ever get them on by myself.” You slipped on the extra rings Tony had left for you, knowing that you liked to wear lots of them, and put in the dangly earrings that were mini Iron Man suits.

As you were finishing up your makeup, Jarvis spoke again. “Mrs. Stark, would you like me to call someone for you to help you zip up your dress and clasp the bracelet?”

“Would you call Natasha for me, J?” You asked, starting on your hair, since the rest of your outfit was finished and ready for the party.

A moment later, there was a knock on your bedroom door. “Y/N? Are you okay? JARVIS said you needed my help.”

You opened the door. “J, you gotta stop worrying people. I’m fine, Nat. Zipper and bracelet.” You pulled her in and shut the door behind the both of you.

“My dearest apologies, Mrs. Stark. You know I never mean to worry anyone when their assistance is needed.” JARVIS told you both softly, trying to match the volume you both were speaking at, something Tony had thankfully programmed in him a long time ago.

“Okay, turn around, Y/N.” Nat told you, slowly taking in the new dress Tony had bought for you. You did, and she zipped you up. “This dress is lovely. One of Tony’s best choices in a while.”

“I’m sure he thinks it’s his birthday present, getting to spend money on me again.” You said, chuckling as you fidgeted nervously with your rings.

Natasha noticed your change in demeanour immediately. “Why are you nervous? You’re never nervous for one of Tony’s parties.” She said, clasping the bracelet around your non-dominant wrist.

“I just bought Tony’s present yesterday on a whim, and now I’m not as sure if he’ll like it.”

“What did you buy him? Can I see?”

“Um, well.. kind of.. not really.”

“Can you tell me what it is or where you got it from?”

“You know that cute little shop on 43rd that has the clerk with the notepad of Avengers’ signatures?” You asked, not making eye contact with her.

Natasha gasped softly. “You got yourself a new pair of lingerie for Tony’s birthday! Which set? Which set?” She went from shocked to excited in the blink of an eye.

“I mean, there’s that new Avengers line, y’know?” You continued nervously.

“You got the Iron Man ones?” She asked bluntly.

“I got all of them except the Spiderman ones. But I’m currently wearing the Iron Man ones.” Natasha raised an eyebrow. “Bruce isn’t the only one with a raging green monster.” You said, looking at her to gauge her reaction.

She smirked, nodding her head in agreement with your plan. “So not tonight, but at some point, you’re gonna have crazy jealous sex with Tony when he discovers you bought every set from the Avengers line except Spiderman?”

“He’s like a kid to both of us!” You started to defend yourself. “But yeah. Yup. That’s the plan.”

“He’s gonna fuck the shit out of you.” She said, laughing.

You laughed along with her, knowing from your girls nights how much the both of you enjoy having your brains fucked out of you. “And that’s exactly what we want. You ready to go?”

“I am ready if you’re ready, Mrs. Stark.” Natasha said, offering you her arm to walk down the stairs in the stilettos Tony had picked out for you, despite knowing you couldn’t walk in them. You assumed that he did it on purpose at this point, so you’d have to stay near the Avengers the whole night as a form of using him (or one of the other Avengers) for balance.

“My husband is an asshole for doing this to me with every new pair of shoes he picks out for me.” You said, stumbling down the hall even while Nat was holding you up. “And every year for his birthday, he gets me a new sparkly red dress with gold accents. The entire world knows that I belong to him, does he really need to have me in his colours?”

“You’re currently wearing his colours under the dress, on purpose, with his name across the ass of the crotchless panties.” You went to make a smart remark about how would she know when she answered the question you hadn’t yet asked. “You weren’t the only one that’s checked out the new line, hun.”

“Fair enough.” You said, just as the elevator doors opened for the both of you into the party.

Nat wrapped her arm around your waist and led you over to Tony. “Stark, I know you love Y/N, but why do you give her shoes she can’t even walk in every time that you pick them out?” She said, picking you up and placing you on the barstool in between Steve and Bucky but next to Tony.

“I like her staying over here instead of talking to the rich assholes in the room.” He said, passing you your drink of choice.

“I’m married to the richest asshole of them all.” You said, sipping at it. “And if they’re such big assholes, why do you invite them to every party you throw?”

“Because us rich assholes have to stick together, sweetheart. Now, if you’ll excuse me…”

You grabbed his wrist. “I will not, birthday boy. I wasn’t done with you yet.”

“Ooh, are we starting the gifts early?” He asked, rubbing his hands together childishly.

“You’re not getting your present from me if you get yourself drunk tonight, Tone. I love you, but you’re gonna wanna remember this present.”

Tony gave you a kiss on the forehead. “I won’t touch another drop of alcohol, sweetness. If you say that I’m going to remember this, I’m going to memorize every single detail of whatever your surprise may be.” He told you, before squeezing your hand and walking away quickly.

“Loki?” You asked, leaning to see him better.

“Hold on, brother, it’s not quite late enough to be as drunk as you are. Just wait a little, and then you can have it back.” He said, pulling Thor’s flask out of his hand. “Yes, Y/N?” He asked, turning to you.

You pulled the flask from Loki’s hand and passed it to Steve. “Don’t drink that too fast, super soldiers.” You told them before turning back to Loki. “You know a sobering spell, right?”

“I do. I should hope that I won’t need to use it tonight, but I have a sobering spell should you need it for your husband.”

“Thank you, Loki.” You said, striking up more conversations with the Avengers, even though you had seen them not even two hours ago.

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Five hours later, since Tony’s parties always ran late into the night, all of the guests had left, and it was just the Avengers back upstairs in the living room of the penthouse.

“Okay, present time?” Tony said, hopefully.

“Hasn’t gracing you with our presence all night been enough?” Loki asked sarcastically. “Besides, what do you get the man who can buy himself whatever he wants?”

“Yeah Tony, you don’t even have an Amazon wishlist.” Clint said, spinning a drumstick.

Rhodey passed him a box. “You just have to get him something from the heart.”

“You’re just saying that because you’ve known him since his drunk MIT days.” Bucky said, also sliding a box in Tony’s direction.

“Oh, honey bear!” Tony exclaimed. “An AC/DC mixtape!” (“What is this, the 90’s?” was said by Peter in the background) “And their newest album!” (“They’re still releasing music?” Peter continued, more than a little drunk.”)

You stood up, “Okay, Pete. Time for bed, buddy. I’ll call May and let her know you’ll be home in the morning after breakfast.” You told him, taking him down to the room you and Tony had specifically set up for Peter for when you couldn’t pry the two of them from the lab with a Hulk. Trust me, you tried.

Since you had taken off your stilettos hours ago, preferring to just wander around barefoot since you couldn’t sneak another pair of shoes in, it was only Peter who was stumbling down the hall, clinging onto you. When you got to his room, you realized that the only clothes in the drawers were from when this was your room, before you and Tony got together.

“Peter?” You asked softly.

He rolled his head towards you, slurring his words slightly. “Yeah, Mom?”

You smiled, looking fondly at the drunk boy you had come to see as your son. “We’ve gotta get you out of your fancy clothes, but the only clothes in here are mine. Is it okay if I go get you one of Tony’s shirts and a pair of sweatpants?”

“Of course!” He said excitedly. “I might never bring clothes to keep at the Tower if I get to wear Dad’s!”

You chuckled softly, knowing that was exactly why he didn’t have any here yet. You’d make sure you picked some up from May when you dropped him off tomorrow. “Can you stay awake until I get back?” You asked, knowing he’d be asleep by the time you got back anyways.

“Sure I can!”

“And can you take off everything but your boxers for me, bud?”

“Mhmm!” Peter said, nodding excitedly in agreement. “I’ll start right now for you, Mom!” He started fumbling through it, but got one shoe off before you left the room, walking back upstairs to get some of Tony’s clothes for the boy to wear.

“How is he?” Natasha asked, noting your return.

You laughed. “Very drunk. And without clothes in the room we set up for him, Tone. I’m gonna steal one of your shirts and a pair of sweats for him, ‘kay?”

“Anything for that kid. Did you get him down that easily?”

“He wasn’t out when I left. But he had started taking his shoes off so I could help him into some sleep clothes.” You called from the bedroom, rummaging around in the drawers. “And I’m gonna make him drink some water, and I’ll leave pain pills on the nightstand for him. Also, how the hell did you get him drunk? He has a faster metabolism than most people, he’s fucking Spiderman!”

“That was me.” Clint said, holding a shot glass. “Spider metabolism takes about 4 shots of tequila to overcome.”

Thor added, “And he was only slightly tipsy after that! He quite enjoyed the Asgardian mead that the Captain, Sergeant, and I were drinking!”

“You gave Peter alien alcohol?!” You and Tony exclaimed at the same time.

“It didn’t affect him all that much until the 3rd shot, and by that point he had had shots of rum and whiskey in his system too.” Loki told you, gauging your reactions.

“You mixed alcohol in my kid?!?” Tony exclaimed.

You closed your eyes, feeling a headache coming on just from the sheer stupidity of the Avengers when they’re tipsy. “I’m gonna send May a text that Peter’s sleeping over. And J?” You asked.

“Yes, Mrs. Stark?”

“Will you remind whoever drops Peter off to pick up clothes for him to keep here when he sleeps over?” You asked, quickly making your way back to Peter, knowing now why he was so drunk.

“Of course, Mrs. Stark.” JARVIS said, his voice following you as you moved through the hallways.

“Mom! You’re back!” Peter said, still slurring his words but in his boxers sitting right where you left him.

You walked over to him and passed him the clothes. “I’m back, bud. And I’m so proud of you for doing what I asked. I know that must’ve been tricky in this state.”

“I couldn’t figure out the buttons on my shirt.” He admitted, throwing Tony’s Led Zeppelin shirt over his head.

“Hey, that’s okay. It happens when you’re drunk.” You passed him a glass of water once he had the sweatpants on too. “Can you drink this for me?”

He took the glass from you and sipped at it slowly. “Sure I can.” He smiled. “This tastes better than what Mr. Barton and Mr. Thor were giving me.”

“This is better for you.” You told him, rubbing his back.

“Mom, I don’t feel so good.”

“What’s wrong?” You asked, still softly rubbing.

Peter bolted towards the bathroom. “I think I’m gonna puke!” He said, leaning over the toilet.

“J, call Tony please.” You said, kneeling beside him and rubbing his back.

Tony burst into the room, “What’s wrong?!”

“Pete feels very nauseous right now.” You explained calmly and softly, in an attempt to calm your husband.

It worked. “Oh, okay.” You stood as Tony knelt with Peter, rubbing his back and sitting quietly with him. “I know you don’t do so well with puke, sweetheart.”

“Thank you, Tone.” You told him, kissing his forehead and refilling Peter’s glass. “Get him to drink some more water, maybe it’ll flush it out of his system a little.”

“Can you tilt your head this way for me, bud?”

Peter lifted his head and turned it towards Tony. “Sure can, Dad.”

“Drink a little of this for me? It should help you feel better.” Tony said, heart warming at being called Dad.

“Yeah. Okay. Can you help?” Peter tilted his head back a little and Tony slowly poured some water into Peter’s mouth.

“Swallow.” He said.

While the two of them were doing that, you were grabbing a bottle of Tylenol to leave on Peter’s bedside as well as a pair of sunglasses, knowing how bright the tower feels when you’re hungover.

After Tony got Peter to brush his teeth, and drink some more water, you refilled his glass and you both tucked him into bed, kissing his forehead. “Goodnight, kiddo.” Tony said, turning off the lights.

“Goodnight, Mom. Goodnight Dad.” Peter said, snuggling deeper into the covers.

“Goodnight, bud.” You told him, shutting the door softly behind both of you.

As you and Tony walked back upstairs, he had a question for you. “So, what’s my present from you, sweetcheeks?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“I very much would.” He said, pinning you lightly to the wall.

“Back to the penthouse bedroom, Tone.” You panted out softly, his cologne overwhelming your senses after not being able to be near him much today. “Please, c’mon, private gift, Tone.”

After you said that, Tony dragged you upstairs, barely allowing you to take off your jewelry before he was sucking hickies on your neck. “Please tell me the gift is you, sweetheart.” He growled against your pulse point.

“Yeah, Tone, it’s me! The gift is me, but you don’t you dare rip this fucking dress.” You cried, tangling your fingers in his hair. Tony unzipped the back of your dress, telling JARVIS to turn on the “Do Not Disturb” protocols until at least 8AM. You hadn’t had nearly as much to drink as everyone else, so you were going to make everybody hangover breakfast and coffee.

Pulling the dress off of you, Tony threw you on the bed, and you bounced slightly towards the headboard. You turned and crawled up towards it, giving him a full view of your ass, and what was written on the lingerie. “Oh, so this is my present.” Tony said, smirking as he captured your lips in a kiss. “I get to have my name across your ass while I’m fucking you. Is that what you want, sweetheart?”

“Yes!” You yelled as he left hickies down your throat and tits. He slipped two fingers in you while marking up your torso, knowing that if you couldn’t take them yet, he’d have lots of fun opening you up to take his cock. “Oh God, Tony, please don’t stop.”

“I would never, sweetheart.” He said, sucking a mark right below your belly button. As Tony kept fingering you, he swirled his tongue quickly around your clit, working you up to the edge even quicker. Tony loved when you came before he was even inside of you.

“Oh, Tony, please- I- fuck, close, Tone!” Your brain was turning to goo, and from previous experiences, you knew Tony was going to fingerfuck you straight through your first orgasm of the night.

You were right. “Cum for me, my sweet Y/N.” He whispered softly in your ear, rubbing your clit quickly with his thumb while he was still fingering you. “Princess, just let go.”

And that was what did it. All the tension that had been building up released all at once, leading you to one of the best orgasms of your life. And Tony fingerfucked you through it, stimulating you even more and working you up to your next orgasm. When he retracted his fingers, though, you let out a small whimper, which caused Tony to chuckle and you to blink your eyes open, not knowing when you had shut them. You watched as Tony stuck his fingers covered in your cum in his mouth and licked them off.

“You taste so good for me, sweetheart. I could eat you out all goddamn day. But I won’t. You know why?” You shook your head. “I wanna fuck this pretty pussy of yours that you have all dressed up for me for my birthday. How lucky am I to have such a loving wife that knows I have everything I want?” He tapped your hips in a way that you knew meant ‘roll over’ and did so.

“What are you gonna do to me, Tone?” You asked softly. You weren’t nervous or anything, you just really liked hearing all the shit that was gonna come out of his mouth. You liked hearing how he was gonna fuck you, and he knew it. As always, he turned the dial to 11.

Pulling you up onto your knees, Tony twisted your head so you weren’t face down in the pillows. “I’m gonna hold you up like this, even though I know your legs are jelly from that orgasm, and I’m gonna fuck your pretty little pussy while staring at my name on your ass. Because you’re fucking mine, right, sweetheart?” He asked, slowly thrusting into you and burying himself to the hilt.

“Oh, God, yes! I’m all yours Tony! Just don’t stop!”

“That’s right. Nobody else’s name is on that ass of yours. Nobody else sees their name on that ass of yours. Mine.” Tony said, lightly biting the back of your shoulder.

You rested your forehead on your hands. “Don’t wan’ nobody else! Just you! Fuckin’ love you, Tony! Never loved anybody like I love you!” You said, having found enough strength to thrust your hips backwards in time with his thrusts.

“Oh, God, Y/N, sweetheart. Fuck, yes. I’m gonna cum. Can I cum inside of you, sweetheart? Don’t wanna wreck this new set of yours already.”

“Don’t wreck it! Just cum in me, Tone!” You screamed in pleasure as you felt him thrust as deep into you as he could, stopping and pulsating. The feeling of him cumming inside of you triggered your second orgasm.

What you guessed was a few minutes later, but was actually probably just seconds, you heard Tony say, “Make a sound or move something if you can hear me, sweetheart.” You knew you had screamed your voice out, so you did your best to tap the index finger on your dominant hand. “Okay, I’m gonna pull out now, is that okay?” He asked. You tried to nod in response, but had no idea if you had actually succeeded until you felt Tony pull out. “Oh fuck,” he groaned. “God, it’s just spilling out of you. That’s so fucking hot, sweetheart. I wish you could see this.”

“Take a picture.” You croaked.

“Okay, sweetcheeks.” Tony said softly. “But after, we’re getting you into a bath and out of this lovely fucking set of lingerie. Next time I’m cumming all over your tits.” He told you, taking a picture and picking you up. JARVIS had starting running a bath at the perfect temperature, as he always did after you two had sex, and Tony carefully placed you on the toilet so you could pee, he was not letting you get a UTI.

“Happy birthday, Tone.” You whispered, snuggling back against his chest once the two of you were situated in the bath with some epsom salts.

He kissed the top of your head softly, “Thank you for making it the best birthday, sweetheart. I love you.”

“I love you too,” you responded, drifting off in the tub, not for the first time.

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The next morning, you woke up wrapped in Tony’s arms. This was very unusual since Tony was always up in the lab hours before you woke up. You actually weren’t sure if you had woken up next to Tony since your honeymoon. You rolled over and nuzzled further into his chest, wanting to enjoy this for as long as you could.

“Honey? Are you awake?” Tony’s morning voice resonated against the ear you had pressed against his chest.

“If I say yes, does that mean you’re gonna get up?” You mumbled, really just wanting to snuggle with your husband in bed.

He wrapped his arms tighter around you, “Not if you don’t want to. I like cuddling.”

Of course, since the two of you could never have a moment’s peace, JARVIS started speaking. “Mrs. Stark, you said you were going to make “hangover breakfast” for the Avengers. And they’re all in their rooms, with the blackout curtains shut, whimpering about the amount of light.”

“One morning in bed with my husband, is that too much to ask?” You asked, rolling away from Tony and sitting up.

“Apparently.” Tony said, rolling out of bed to grab clothes for you both.

“J, will you start the coffee machine?” You got up and brushed your teeth before getting dressed in the clothes Tony picked out for you and doing the rest of your morning routine. “Tony?”

He poked his head into the bathroom. “Yeah, hon?”

“Can we have tomorrow morning in bed to cuddle?” You asked, pouting slightly.

“Anything you want, sweetheart.” He kissed your cheek and wrapped his arm around your waist as you walked into the penthouse kitchen together.

You grabbed out everybody’s individualized mugs that Tony had gotten for Christmas last year and set them all out at the table while Tony grabbed the cream and sugar so you could personalize everybody’s coffee for them. Steve took his black, it’s the way he had always drank it, and he wasn’t changing that. Bucky took his with so much cream that you were pretty sure it was actually coffee flavoured cream in the mug. Natasha’s mug had a lid so that nobody could actually see the colour of her coffee, especially since everybody assumed she took it black, but she had the homemade equivalent of a latte in that mug. Clint’s also had a lid because everybody assumed he took his like a latte, but he really drinks it black. He grew up in the circus and has 3 kids. That shit doesn’t need sugar or cream, he’s drinking it to stay alive. Tony and Bruce both drank so much coffee that theirs was essentially black by the end of the day due to refills, but they both start with a decent amount of cream and sugar so that they feel like it lasts them the whole day. Thor has a sweet tooth, that should explain everything about his coffee, sugar but no cream. Loki also has a lid, for while everyone would assume he likes black coffee, there’s a decent amount of cream in there. Wanda and Pietro both take their coffee with a bit of cream and a bit of sugar, no overboard in either direction. Sam didn’t really care, as to him, coffee is coffee, it doesn’t matter what you do to it as long as it still tastes like coffee. And Peter.. you had never seen Peter use his mug for anything but hot chocolate.

“Tone?” You asked, still fixing up Sam’s mug of coffee. “How does Peter take his coffee?”

“Oh, with- J, how does Peter take his coffee?”

“Two cream, one sugar, sir.”

You chuckled, fixing up Peter’s mug in the way JARVIS said he liked. “How did we not know that?”

“I’ve never seen him drink coffee before.” Tony said, wrapping his arms around you while you started frying up some bacon and sausage.

“Me neither. I’ve never seen him use the mug for anything other than those gourmet hot chocolates that he makes here because we can afford your fancy ass caramel.”

Tony hummed in agreement and started swaying while you were still cooking, kissing the back of your head. “Can I have a real kiss, N/N? I haven’t had one all day!” He exclaimed.

“Oh, honey. Did I forget about you this morning?” You asked, teasingly. “Are you gonna die if you don’t get a sufficient number of kisses before breakfast?”

“Yes!” He whined, teasingly. “I’m just wasting away here, can’t you see?”

You chuckled, knowing what would happen if you gave in and gave Tony a real kiss. “You know why I can’t, Tone.”

“No, N/N, you have to either kiss or tell.” He said, kissing just under your ear.

“If I give you a kiss now, you’ll turn it into a full blown make-out session and I’ll burn breakfast.” You deadpanned while flipping bacon.

“No I won’t! You have no proof!” He said, dramatically.

You reached over and grabbed some eggs out of the fridge, some more greasy protein wouldn’t hurt a hangover. “Tony, that’s what happened last week.”

“I’m a changed man!” Tony exclaimed, pouting and sitting on the counter next to you.

“I hope you haven’t changed too much from the man who fucked my brain out last night, because I would very much like that to happen again.”

“No fucking in the kitchen, Stevie doesn’t like that language.” Bucky said, sitting in front of where you had placed his mug.

“One time!” Steve exclaimed. “And you weren’t even around when I said it, Buck!”

Bucky laughed, sipping at his coffee before raising it towards you in a silent cheers. “News travels fast, Stevie. Now sit down, drink your coffee, and shut up.”

“Alright, gentlemen, calm down. How do you like your eggs? And what do you like in them?”

As everyone trickled in, sat in front of their coffees, and gave you their breakfast orders, they slowly nursed their headaches while you and Tony shared more banter. Peter was the last one to stumble in, wearing the sunglasses you left for him, though his eyes were shut.

“Here, bud.” You said, sliding the coffee across the counter towards him. “How ya feelin’?”

“Like that time Vulture dropped part of a building on me.” He said softly, sipping the coffee you had made him before adding more cream to it. “Thanks for the coffee, Mom.”

You smiled, turning back to the stove. “No problem, kiddo. How do you like your eggs, and what do you like in them?” Receiving the last breakfast order, you started plating up some bacon and sausage, as well as the first few eggs you cooked. “J, add eggs, bacon, sausage, coffee, cream, and sugar to the grocery list, please.” You said, sliding plates to Bucky and Steve.

“Of course, Mrs. Stark.” JARVIS said, showing the items on a list on the fridge.

“Can I have my kiss now, sweetheart?” Tony asked, pouting on the counter where you left him.

“Oh, Tone. One kiss?” You asked.

“One kiss, I promise.”

“And I’m not going to burn breakfast?”

“One kiss, I promise.” He repeated.

You shook your head, chuckling again and sliding more plates down the island. “No kisses until there’s nothing left to burn, Tony.” You handed him a plate. “Sit and eat.”

Tony sighed as you kept passing out breakfast to everybody, not sitting yourself until Peter had his plate. “Thank you for the best birthday ever, sweetheart.” He said, giving you his puppy dog eyes.

“You’re welcome, Tone.” You told him, kissing his cheek.

“All that and I don’t even get a real kiss?” Tony complained, stabbing a sausage with a fork.

You grabbed his cheeks and tilted them in your direction, so he was facing you, and pulled him in for a kiss. “Every birthday will be better than the last. But if you’re real good today, that wasn’t the only present I got you.”

Tony’s eyes widened with the implication. “There’s more?!”

You smirked, kissing him again. “Only if you’re good, Tone. There’s only more if you’re good.”

“Who else did you get?”

“Fuck around and find out.” You said, finally eating your own food and causing Natasha and Wanda to laugh with the implication.

I am so sorry that it took so long for me to write this, y’all! But it’s finally done, I hope y’all enjoyed that little FRIENDS reference in there, and yeah, I really just hope you liked it.

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Two Cocky Hero's (Spoiler Alert! They're Gay!). (Tony Stark X Stephen Strange)

Two Cocky Hero's (Spoiler Alert! They're Gay!)

Tony Stark x Stephen Strange

Description: Stephen Strange found himself in an award situation. He had become the magical consultant for the Avengers, but a pair of beautiful brown eyes kept stealing his attention and making his soul flutter.

Warnings: None

Doctor Strange was no stranger to rich cocky people. He was one at one time (although some would argue that he still is). However, he was never cocky to the point of calling himself a ‘Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist’ like Tony Stark.

On the other hand he was quite a stranger to falling in love with someone so arrogant, such as Tony Stark. If you were to ask the sorcerer he would tell you that he had no interest in that rich life or anyone a part of it. Although truthfully the deep brown eyes enchanted him.

The two would meet at least once a month as he would often be called into avengers meeting as a magic consultant. Tony Stark often ran late, and would delay meetings. Once he got there he would try to rush through the meeting and miss most of the important information.

Stark was infuriating to deal with. He tried to ignore it though. Just a rich asshole, simple enough to ignore. If only those eyes didn't make his soul flutter like a thousand butterflies in a meadow.

One day, when Stephen thought for just a few minutes that he could ignore the racing in his soul, Tony Stark walked up to him and began chatting.

“You know, for a magic guy you don’t seem half bad! Even though we all know that magic is only science’s little cousin.” Stark was smirking, and even though he wore those blue sunglasses you could still see the gleam of excitement in his eyes at his own little joke.

Stephen scoffed “Younger cousin? Please, I have my medical license and I’ve studied the mystic arts. They are like polar opposite twins.” Tony had him riled up and he knew it.

Stark shrugged “Perhaps so, perhaps not. Let's agree to disagree. Besides, we don't want to split up the Super Awesome Facial Hair Bros!” That caught Stephen off guard

“I-I’’m sorry, what?” Tony was grinning, almost like a Cheshire cat. The entire look made the butterflies in Stephen's soul flutter.

“The Super Awesome Facial Hair Bros! We’re the only two with any fashion sense! Capsicle dresses like a grandpa, Birdbrain dresses like a dad, Thor is just weird and Hulk can't keep on a shirt. I suppose Banner is ok clothing wise, but he doesn’t have a beard like us.”

Son of a bitch, even the dumbest joke made his soul flutter. So Strange made up some excuse to go back to Kamar-Taj. And instead of doing some important wizard stuff, he laid in his bed and thought.

Every single day following that encounter he thought. He thought while he was reading, while he was cooking, and even while he was trying to teach new sorcerers the basics. After a while the Wong had noticed the thoughtfulness and bugged him about it. When Strange denied anything being amiss, Wong told him to tell whoever it was he was pining after that he liked them. Because a few days of disappointment of an unrequited love is much better than a lifetime of longing.

So for every single day leading up to the next meeting he would be called to he thought of how to tell Tony. The one man who could have any woman in the word, or man, in his bed. And every single time he thought he had a way to tell him, he thought of those beautiful brown eyes, and the stupid grin. It was never quite right.

Thus when the time came and he was in the meeting room, he avoided Tony’s eyes. Those beautiful brown eyes. And so he didn’t see the puzzlement in them. He refused to look at his lips, so he missed the lack of a little grin. Stephen Strange gave his advice and stood to leave when the meeting was done.

He opened a portal back to Kamar-Taj and failed to notice Tony Stark running up behind him. Stark slipped through the portal and barely missed being chopped in half by it closing.

“Maybe next time pay a little more attention to the magic glow stick you’re closing!” Tony shouted as Strange was walking away.

“What the hell!” Stephen yelled “You weren’t supposed to follow me! Why did you follow me?” he shouted as he stomped over to Tony

Tony was scowling “Why were you avoiding me? You didn’t look at me at all! And when your eyes even wandered over at me you immediately looked away!”

“Oh, so that's the problem? The problem is that I wasn't staring at you? You want me to just be staring right in your eyes and pretend I don't want to kiss you?!” Stephen paused. “Aw shit.”

The two locked eyes for a minute, both of their faces flushed pink. When Stephen looked away, he looked down and opened a portal underneath himself, looking back up as he began to fall through.

And he almost got away with it too, if it weren’t for that meddling cloak, which pulled him up before he was through the portal. It lifted him from the portal like a soaking wet kitten. When it set him back down onto the ground, it pushed him forward so that he was only inches away from Tony’s face.

When Stephen, who was unable to move, slightly opened his mouth to speak? Well, Tony was two steps ahead of him. Grabbing him by the little bit of blue collar peeking out from the cloak and kissing him. Stephen's soul fluttered and he felt a shiver go through his spine.

Tony broke off the kiss “I guess that was maybe a little bit too forward, typically people are jumping at me not the other way around!” He lifted his arm up and scratched the back of his neck aqwardly.

Stephen hadn’t stopped staring at Tony, mouth open only enough to barely see teeth.

“Stephen, are you alright? I’m sorry if i overstepped i just-” This time Tony was the one being kissed, very, very gently. Stephen’s hand slowly and carefully made its way onto Tony’s cheek, and Tony’s reached around his waist. When they broke appart, they were both blushing again.

Stephen cleaned his throat before speaking “Would you like dinner? I put a cassarole in before I left. Um, I’d really like to take you out, but I don’t exactly have a paying job.”

Tony chuckled a bit “A cassarole sounds great, besides I can pay for dates.”

The two began walking to the kitchen as a timer was faintly beeping. As they reached the kitchen Tony would blurt “I havn’t had a casserole in ages!” Making Stephen laugh as he opened the oven

#Tony Stark #Stephen Strange #ironstrange #tony stark x stephen strange #the avengers #mcu #fanfiction #Doctor Strange #doctor strange 2 #iron man #Iron man #Tony Stank #Confession #love confession #canon divergent #ship fic #marvel

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Billionaire - Playboy- Philanthropist...Dad?

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/YcJnMFy

by TallyRae93

Ben Solo aka Kylo Ren CEO of Starkiller INC - Forbes 40 under 40- most eligible bachelor - Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist turned Dad. Ben gains custody of his twin nieces after his sister passes away. The twins are starting to get to old for their sweet grandmother to keep up with them. So Leia and Ben have an idea to hire a nanny. Leia hires a nanny-Ben falls in love with the nanny- and you can put the rest together.

Words: 2730, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - Character, Rey & Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - Character, Kylo Ren/Rey Character: Rey (Star Wars), Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Leia Organa, Jyn Erso, Rose Tico, Maz Kanata, Chewbacca (Star Wars), Poe Dameron, Finn (Star Wars)

Relationships: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Rey/Ben Solo, Kylo Ren/Rey

Additional Tags: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren Get a Happy Ending, status difference, Size Kink, CEO Ben Solo, Dadam, Daddy Ben Solo, Instant parent, death of a character, Slow Burn, Virgin Rey (Star Wars), Virgin Ben Solo, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Fluff and Smut, Rey and Rose are Kylo Ren Hungry, but who isnt really?, Ben has tattoos, Suspenders Kink, Yes thank you KyloTrash, Author regrets nothing, Ben is a dilf, Office masturbation, Secret Masturbation, tags updated, there will be smut, semi public blowjobs, First Time Blow Jobs, theres just a shit ton of smut okay???, Disneyland, promise rings, shower smut, Ben Solo in a tea cup, More tags as I go, I am just to lazy to think of them all

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/YcJnMFy

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Star Wars #Reylo #Kylo Ren #Rey

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SEEKING VARIETY OF WANTED FOR AU MARVEL SITE DEALING WITH THE RISE OF THE SUPERHUMAN REGISTRATION ACT

[TONY STARK for PEPPER POTTS + AVENGERS] Looking for everyone's favorite genius billionaire playboy philanthropist! Pepper's currently having quite a bit less than 12% of a moment these days without him, and the Avengers desperately need their co-leader (because leaving Steve in charge alone, well -) especially as the debate around the Superhuman Registration Act heats up.

[AVENGERS for STEVE ROGERS + others] The OG heroes, the one and only; complete with dysfunctional family dynamics and a whole lot of love. Looking for both original and expanded Avengers teams, and their various associates!

[AURORA for NORTHSTAR] They're long lost twins, and Jean-Paul doesn't even know he's missing her. Lots of potential for angst and close siblings bonds; which may or may not be mutually exclusive - only time will tell.

[BROTHERHOOD for MAGNETO] With the debate around Registration heating up, Magneto and his band aren't about to take that laying down. They will stop at nothing to protect mutantkind, without care for what it might cost them, or anyone else. Safety, and survival, at all costs.

#jcink site #premium jcink #character request #public site #profile app #based on rpg

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tales-of-the-stark-twins-ocs · 1 year

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StarkVerse Stories

Introduction to the Stark Stories Universes…

Earth 717/Earth 299999 - StarkVerse MCU: A universe similar to Earth 616/Earth 199999/MCU. Same battles. Same outcome. Familiar Faces. The difference? New Characters. Another Story Line (or Two) Romance…maybe…definitely. And Tony Stark has twins? With powers?

Earth 5 - StarkVerse (Teen Years) : A universe where the Stark Twins are known to the world since day 1, being named the “World’s Most Spoiled Rich Kids”. Unbeknownst to the general public, the twins have a little secret. And Tony is up for the time of his life. There’s still familiar faces. Just a whole different story.

Earth 98 - StarkVerse (Mission Report : Stark Twins Origins) : A universe where the twins are trying to fit into a world that only see them as the motherless spawns of Tony Stark; The Genius, Billionaire, Playboy, Philanthropist. That is, when they aren’t out playing vigilante in their little super suits. As they continue to find their place, they’re also figuring out who they are and where their abilities originated from. Are their abilities extraterrestrial? Are they magic? Godlike? It’s hard to tell when there’s trouble along the way.

Give Some Feedback. Ask Questions. I’m all for it.

All Rights to Marvel Characters/MCU belong to Marvel Comics, Marvel Studios, and Kevin Feige. Lol.

The Stark Twins belong to me. They’re my OCs that I’ve worked on for years since IronMan 2 and Avengers. I will be working on the StarkVerse MCU Pilot chapter and hopefully have it up next year.

Introduction to The Stark Twins will be posted next.

Lmk if I should write an autobiography or something about The Creation of The Stark Twins so I can show y’all, if you want, how I came up with it. I’m down for it. Just don’t want to put something up that isn’t interesting.

Thanks! -M.Ruvalcaba

Links coming soon.

#marvel oc #marvel #marvel mcu #mcu #spiderman #iron man #tony stark #the avengers #marvel studios #comic #comic hero #oc

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ao3feed-fitzsimmons · 2 years

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Amelia Stark, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ohwMsaJ

by AFanofALotofThings227

Amelia Stark, known for being the mostly absent twin sister of the billionaire, genius, playboy, philanthropist Tony Stark, actually is a well-trained agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., a job she takes very seriously.

Words: 1458, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), Iron Man (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Original Female Character(s), Tony Stark, Phil Coulson, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Melinda May, Skye | Daisy Johnson, Leo Fitz, Jemma Simmons, Pepper Potts, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Thor (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, James "Bucky" Barnes, Lance Hunter, Bobbi Morse, Alphonso "Mack" Mackenzie, Grant Ward, John Garrett (Marvel)

Relationships: Phil Coulson/Original Female Character(s), Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Leo Fitz/Jemma Simmons

Additional Tags: Tony Stark Has a Twin

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ohwMsaJ

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Fitzsimmons #aos

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marvel-ous-me · 2 years

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Another Marvel Song

(Disclaimer: My rhymes, but I don’t own anything related to Marvel or MCU. Not my pictures, credit where credit is due.)

Warning: Possible flashing images/ lights. And spoilers for latest films.

“Avengers Assemble!”, comes the beckoning call,

And every hero comes, prepared for the long haul.

From the original Avengers to the newest of the crew,

They were all a team and they were about to fight for what’s good and true.

The Characters

Iron Man

At the start, we have Tony Stark, our man of metal.

After his bumpy journey, his ignorance starts to settle.

First “a genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist”, he’s now the ‘Dad’,

With his shooting rays, and snarky comments, he makes enemies mad.

Captain America

Then the next leader of sorts is Captain America, the star-spangled man with a plan,

He was always brave and virtuous before his super solider adventure began.

From a scrawny kid in World War Two Brooklyn to the man that he is today,

Steve Grant Rogers is an ever-lasting hero as he “could do this all day!”.

Thor

The last man of the main core trio is our Asgardian god called Thor,

His powers of thunder and lightning are striking as he booms into war.

Though he is now a lesbian loving himbo, he was first known as “Shakespeare in the park”,

No matter what version he is, like the Nordic sign, he has definitely left his mark.

Black Widow

Natasha Romanoff is the only woman in the original six,

But wow, does she pack a punch with her amazing gadgets and kicks.

Her skills of martial arts, espionage, manipulation and hacking are used in a duel,

She is our favourite spy, so it’s devastating when she meets an ending too cruel.

Hulk

Bruce Banner, he is Marvel’s own scientist guy,

Scuttling around his lab, he is timid and shy,

But if you anger him, then you’re in trouble,

The Hulk comes out and smashes things into rubble.

Hawkeye

Though he has no super powers like the others, to hand,

Clint Barton with his bow and arrow, is not just any man.

With a slick shot and a keen eye, he never misses the bulls-eye,

With trick arrows (exploding, gas, plunger), he is own magic guy.

Scarlet Witch (and Quicksilver and Vision)

Born and raised in Sokovia, where the war and bombings increased,

they were exposed to the sceptre, where their powers were unleashed,

Pietro had super speed, and Wanda had psionic powers; powerful twins they were becoming,

They finally joined the Avengers in the fight, but Pietro died with “What? You didn’t see that coming?”

The losses pressing down on Wanda, she is saved by AI Vision,

She wants to give up violence, and make a family her mission.

But because he is a robot who died too, she uses magic to make it so,

Grief makes Wanda suffer; innocents are caught and the Scarlet Witch begins to show.

Spider-Man

Psst, psst! There goes the web, sticking to the walls,

Red and blue swing by as trouble calls.

Landing crouched on the top of a building, is the Spider-Man,

He is also known as Peter Parker, a geek with a cam.

Black Panther

Prince T’Challa, taking over the in the footsteps of his father,

But then he died tragically, now he’s the King of Wakanda.

With the help of his genius sister, he has amazing gear,

He uses to fight his enemies. His heroism is clear.

Falcon

When we first meet him, we think he has nothing up his sleeve.

Yes, Sam is a normal guy but he can fly with the wings of the Falcon,

With his loyalty and his rightfulness, it’s no shock he’s the new Captain.

Winter Soldier

Bucky, Captain America’s best friend since before World War Two,

But on a war mission, the train broke and down the mountain he flew.

We thought him dead but he was captured where Hydra tortured his mind,

But Steve helped him as they’re with each other, “till the end of the line.”

Loki

He was taken from Jotunheim as a baby, to be a Prince and a god of Asgard.

Finding out he is a Frost Giant and being lied to, he is emotionally scarred.

Being the God of Mischief and Lies, that’s what Loki does,

But he can’t help it, he’s “burdened with glorious purpose.”

Star Lord

Star Lord is his alias (though no one ever calls him it),

He’s not as respectable either; he’s kind of an idiot.

With the 70s, 80s and 90s music blasting from his tape,

This is a hero who often likes to jape.

Gamora and Nebula

The daughters of Thanos, the big purple Titan,

They are trained warriors when they are fighting,

One is green whilst the other is blue and kind of robotic,

Gamora and Nebula’s sistership is chaotic.

Groot and Rocket

Groot and Rocket, a talking tree and an enhanced raccoon,

They have a father-son relationship, they’re so in tune.

One grows his limbs into shields and weapons, the other shoots,

One is quite sarcastic, the other only says “I am Groot.”

Drax and Mantis

Finishing of the Guardians of the Galaxy team,

Is Drax who is strong and Mantis who can make you dream.

Drax is known as the Destroyer, not for his invisibility,

Mantis, though, is sweet and has emotional manipulation ability.

Doctor Strange

Like most Marvel Characters, Strange wasn’t born with a magical power,

Other than his neurosurgeon skills but his personality is sour.

After a car crash, he went to Kamar-Taj to go back to his prime,

Where he learnt magic and became the Keeper of the stone of time.

Ant-Man

Scott is a reformed thief. But to pay for child support, ends up stealing a suit.

It has many powers like shrinking, so a person can move around via mute,

Being the size of an ant and a wasp, Scott and Hope's relationship is amusing,

They do missions like fighting bad guys and going into Quantum Realm, which is confusing.

Shang-Chi

After his mother died, his father had him trained in the martial arts,

But he (with his friend) is also a lover of Karaoke in their hearts.

His name is Shang-Chi, but Shaun is another name,

At the end of the journey, the Ten Rings are in his claim.

The Eternals

The Eternals, quite not like any other, from out of space,

They are like the Avengers but a different kind of race.

With all their alien powers, they make quite the team,

But not all of the members are what they seem.

Nick Fury

And behind the scenes or picking up special humans for missions,

Is Nick Fury, a tough nut to crack under any harsh conditions.

With his quick thinking and aim, Nick is a world-renowned spy,

He wears his famous leather trench coat and patch over his eye.

*********************************************************************

MCU Films

Iron Man

Starting off 'Phase One' in the MCU is no other than the Iron Man,

His journey starts after he was captured and nearly killed in Afghanistan.

He gives up making nuclear weapons and stops his old boss, Stane,

The next day, he tells press who he is and this adds to his fame.

The Incredible Hulk

Next is The Incredible Hulk, where there is an attempt at Super Soldier replication,

Unfortunately, this goes wrong and Bruce Banner is caught in the excess radiation.

He tries to find a cure whilst escaping his father in law’s attempts to arrest him.

The Hulk fights the Abomination and flees New York, finding his situation grim.

Iron Man 2

The first sequel in the series, is Iron Man 2, Tony finds out a bad report,

The arc reactor that powers his suit is soon going to cut his life short.

He discovers S.H.I.E.L.D’s origins, a lifesaving element and his best friend gets his armour too,

After beating a guy with clones, there is a ceremony where medals are given to the two.

Thor

After his crowning is halted by his brother’s schemes, Thor goes to confront the Frost King,

but he then gets stripped of his power and sent to Earth, with Mjölnir nowhere to be seen.

He falls for a scientist and is content where he is but his friends in Asgard aren’t happy with his brother's selfish reign,

Thor sacrifices himself and his powers return but when he confronts his brother, Loki falls to his death in his pain.

Captain America: The First Avenger

A guy who is always turned down when he tries to join the war efforts due to his illnesses and little strength,

Hearing his troubles, a doctor signs him up for an experience where Steve grows in muscles and length.

He tours, and gets studied, but then his best friend is captured so he goes to save him, just to lose him off the train.

He defeats Red Skull, and stops missiles, only to be awakened from ice decades later again.

The Avengers

Loki, not dead as it seemed, brainwashes agents to do his bidding to gain the Tesseract for the Other,

Fury calls for the Avengers to stop Loki’s plan, and he is soon arrested with the help of his brother.

However, Loki has a plan and causes havoc on the hellicarrier, escapes and starts his invasion on New York,

Fighting all the alien forces, they blow up the mothership and Loki is sent to Asgard court.

Iron Man 3

After the New York battle, Tony has PTSD and trouble sleeping, thus he makes more Iron Man suits.

Happy injured, he threatens Mandarin and his house is broken and off to Tennessee he shoots.

Pepper is trapped and inserted with Extremis. When he goes to save her and the President with Rhodey,

He uses the extra suits to help. Pepper saves him and he takes the arc reactor from his body.

Thor: The Dark World

As the Convergence approaches, portals appear all over, one in which Jane goes in,

She absorbs a power not for her, releasing powerful forces where her decline begins.

The power beckons enemies who kill Frigga in the process whilst trying to get it out of Jane,

The God brothers get it out and the others win the battle and send away the stone that was a pain.

Captain America: The Winter Soldier

Flying down to save hostages, while Nat downloads data and Fury gets suspicious, and on his drive,

He’s ambushed by the Winter Soldier. He warns Steve about being compromised, dies but Hydra is alive.

They get help from Sam, find out Hydra’s plan and the soldier's Bucky (he’s not mentally fine),

They stop Hydra. Steve doesn’t fight his friend because “He’s with him until the end of the line.”

The Guardians of the Galaxy

Quill steals an orb; people chase him for it; a fight ensues and they end up in prison.

The four of them meet Drax, who wasn’t friendly at first, but selling the orb is their mission.

The enemy arrives to steal it, so everyone tries to stop the galaxy from being destroyed.

They distract Ronan with a dance, and then they grab the stone and vaporize him into the void.

Avengers: Age of Ultron

The Avengers raid a base and find magical twins then Stark builds an AI to defend the world,

But Ultron attacks and upgrades himself, helped by the twins; everyone is tricked by the girl.

Whilst Avengers are in hiding, Ultron begins to make a new body but the twins don’t like his plan,

Stark and Banner upload Jarvis, then they fight in Sokovia to stop Ultron trying to kill every human.

Ant-Man

Not being able to see his daughter due to a lack of money, he unknowingly steals a suit that shrinks,

But the owner wants him to wear it, to stop his enemy so they train Scott and ants to be in sync.

After sabotaging Yellowjacket, they get caught and try to stop the enemy from selling the suits to Hydra’s hands,

Scott saves his daughter by fighting Yellowjacket and he returns from an accidental trip to the Quantum Realm.

Captain America: Civil War

The Avengers fight an old enemy who blows up a building to kill them but only kills passers-by,

This causes the ‘Sokovia Accords’ aiming to control them. The team is split and tensions are high.

On the way to stop an enemy, Cap’s team is stopped by Iron Man’s and casualties occur,

Realising some harsh truths, the leaders fight elsewhere and things aren’t as nice as they were.

Doctor Strange

Arrogant Doctor Strange injures his hands in a crash and is determined to return himself to what he was,

He ends up studying mystic arts where he excels so he is warned that he can’t go breaking nature’s laws.

Other sorcerers come to attack the Sanctum but Strange protects it with the help of the Cloak of Levitation,

To stop the Dark Dimension, he uses a time loop to make it leave earth alone. Now the Sanctum is his station.

The Guardians of the Galaxy: Volume 2

The Guardians fight drones, but are saved by Quill’s father who has a planet. His name is Ego.

When sent to turn in Peter, Yondu doesn’t want to so he’s in prison but escapes with his arrow.

Ego explains that he fell in love with Peter’s mother and looked for Quill to teach him the Celestial power,

Learning that Ego has killed his siblings, they fight but Groot plants a bomb that explodes the planet into a dust shower.

Spider-Man: Homecoming

When Peter is told he’s not an Avenger, he concentrates on his crime fighting,

He tries to stop Toomes from stealing weapons, Spider-Man is justice righting,

Accidentally cutting ferries in half, his suit is taking away,

He fights his date’s dad but Pete wins and leaves him for the police that day.

Thor: Ragnorak

Whilst captured, Thor is told Ragnarök is coming. He returns home to weird occurrences,

After his father’s death, powerful Hela escapes and plans for her plan’s re-emergence.

On another planet, Thor, salved, reunites with Hulk who Thor tries to convince to help his home from his sister,

The group manages to escape and help the citizens but Thor realises only Ragnarök can stop her.

Black Panther

After the passing of the King, T’Challa is ready to take the Black Panther mantle and the throne,

We learn his uncle tried to sell Wakanda's secret tech to others of African heritage known.

His cousin, Killmonger, challenges him for the crown where he throws him over a cliff, defeated,

But T’Challa heals and fights his cousin who dies then to honour him, the truth of Wakanda is heeded.

Avengers: Infinity War

Thanos is looking for the Infinity Stones and killing any in his way, Bruce said,

Even though unlikely alliances were made, Thanos was always one step ahead.

Strange wants to keep the time stone and Vision wants to be killed to destroy the Mind one, so everyone is ready to withstand,

But the battles were in vain as Thanos completed the gauntlet and half of life was snapped away by a click of his hand.

Ant-Man and the Wasp

Whilst on house arrest, Scott receives Quantum messages from Janet and they decide to save the mum

Needing a piece for the journey to do so, but they are attacked because they also want some.

The attacker is ill and needs the piece to recover, but Pym worries it could affect his wife,

So, things are messy, they fight but Scott manages to leave house arrest and enjoy his life.

Captain Marvel

Suffering from amnesia and uncontrollable emotions, Vers is captured but escapes to Earth,

With Nick Fury, she learns about her past but their allies are impersonated by Skrulls, they unearth.

Meeting old friends, Vers realises all is not what it seems: Kree are bad and Skrulls are misunderstood,

Releasing her full power, she saves the Skrulls. She goes to find a home for them, for good.

Avengers: Endgame

After five years, they realise time travel is possible, Avengers plan to retrieve the stones to reverse the past,

The survivors work together and the plan works well except some hiccups which outcomes shall forever last.

Thanos from another time is looking foe the stones whilst the Avengers build another Gauntlet which the Hulk snaps,

When the trio seem defeated, the lost come back to battle and they win but not without the loss of Nat, Tony and Cap.

Spider-Man: Far From Home

Going on a school trip, he ends up fighting a water monster, with the help of Beck,

Peter trusts Mysterio but he doesn’t hear Beck's conniving plan once he’s given Stark’s specs.

Peter and MJ find drones that Beck is using to seem like a hero so Peter fights him and the illusions,

Just when Peter seems happy, a broadcast reveals his secret identity at the film’s conclusion.

Black Widow

When they were kids, Natasha and Yelena were raised in a fake family setting then sent to the Red Room to train,

Natasha is a fugitive, before the events of Endgame, and she is reunited with her sister to stop Red Room’s pain.

With the fake family, they manage to free black widows from mind control and plan to free more,

Years later, at Nat’s grave, Yelena plans on killing Clint, who she thinks killed her sister, to even the score.

TV Series

In the series, Wanda is grieving, creates a family and mind controls a town,

And Bucky and Sam, the new Captain, track the radical Flag Smashers to take them down.

Then we are reunited with 2012 Loki where we both discover everything is destined to be by the TVA,

And the last series of the year, Clint and new apprentice Kate try to take down a mob before Christmas Day.

Shang-Chi and the Ten Rings

Shaun’s mother is murdered so his father teaches him to kill in revenge but he runs away after,

Now in the modern life, but the past shows up and he has to go tell his sister of the matter.

Their father thinks the mum is beckoning him but it’s really the Darkness pretending so they try to stop him opening the gate,

The dad manages to open it and a fight ensues where Shaun with the Ten Rings and the dragon defeat the Darkness before it’s too late.

The Eternals

Milenia ago, Eternals arrived to fight the Deviants but not get involved in human’s lives, they end up disagreeing and parting ways,

But the Deviants return so they must reunite but Sersi, the new leader, learns about the Emergence happening in a few days.

They reassemble to save humanity but find out one of their own killed the last leader so humanity’s doom could come.

They freeze the Emergence to the chagrin of the boss Celestial and now humanity’s time on Earth could be done.

Spider-Man: No Way Home

After the reveal that he is Spider-Man, he asks Strange to make people forget the truth,

However, the spell was disrupted and villains from other universes come through.

Learning they die when they go back, Peter tries to cure them but they all escape and he loses Aunt May,

Three Spider-Men work together but Peter has to be forgotten for the universes to stay away.

Future Films

Now, in 2022, we wait for more films and series and they will be here soon,

First, we have the second Doctor Strange and the fourth Thor (just after June).

The new series include Ms Marvel and She-Hulk, new characters to explore,

Whatever the company bring, MCU fans will be ready for more.

Let me know what you think, constructive criticism is welcome as this was university/ college.

#marvel #mcu #mcuedit #spider-man #bucky barnes #loki #captain america #natasha romanoff #yelena black widow #kate bishop #wanda maximoff

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rippanasworld · 2 years

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Fandom: Marvel

Tw’s: Nothing

Genre: Fantasy, Syfy

A/N: I haven't written something like this in a while. I really hope you guys like it. Please if you want to give me any feed back dm me. All of my fanfics are POC reader insert.

My Wattpad:heyviolet123

instagram:@aweinglenook_

Word count: 571

Summary: Y/N is the goddess of seduction, war, and fertility and the daughter of lamia. She lived in Olympus for 1000 and decided to start a new life on earth.

Y/N is the daughter of Lamia, the goddess of seduction, children, and birth. Lamia was once a beautiful goddess until she became one of Zeus' victims. Zeus raped lamia like he raped Medusa in his temple. Hera was furious with lamia being one of Zeus' new interests so Hera turned lamia into a child and man-eater. When she got pregnant with Zeus's child she decided to hide and keep the child for herself. Lamia named her child Y/N and she was born with the abilities of seduction, childbirth, weather control, ability to control lightning, and fertility. During this time Lamia helped her daughter develop her abilities. Lamia became close friends with Medusa due to their traumatic history involving Zeus. Hades knew of what happened to both Medusa and Lamia and felt terrible guilt. Hades brought lamia Y/N and Medusa to live in the underworld with them. Y/N spend her childhood in the underworld learning how to control her ability. Y/N also had the help Hekate and persphonie. Medusa became the Y/N godmother. 1,000 years have passed and the reader decides to start a new life on earth. Of course, Lamia objected to her living amongst immortals but warmed up to it eventually. The time she arrived on earth was when Loki’s plagued his alien army on earth. She saw a familiar face fighting against a weird-looking alien-like creature. “Thor!” she yelled. Y/N and Thor have met before Thor came to earth. Since Y/N hazel can fight Lamia sent Y/N to Asgard to gain understanding and acquire skills in fighting. Thor being the god of thunder, war and strength was the perfect god to go to to learn from. They practically became best friends. Thor was busy dismantling an alien when he heard a familiar voice yell out his name.

He turns around and sees you on top of a building waving him down. He flies to the building you were standing right on top of. He gives you the biggest bear hug and you return the hug just the same. “What the hell is going on?!” you said looking around confused, shocked and worried. “Loki has brought his army to earth in hopes of taking over the world” Thor explained. “I am not surprised that he would do this,” you admitted. “Can you help us fight, your ability will be of great use to us” he said and you asked, “Who's us?” “The Avengers, the world's most famous superheroes. Hi, my name is Tony stark billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. I'm pretty much the brains of this operation, make the team look good, and I’m stupid-rich.'' Tony answered through Thor's earpiece. You seemed quite surprised when hearing a voice coming out of a small mic in Thors ear. “And you are?” tony asks "I’m Y/N goddess of war, thunder, and fertility." You answered, "Wow another one of you Thor. Do you also have an evil twin?" Tony asked. You gave Thor a questionable look. "I'm sure we can catch up with you later but we have an army of aliens to worry about,” Steve chimed in. “Y/N is here to help. she has great abilities and fighting skills that would be useful for us,” Thor said.

“Our trust in gods or goddesses right now is kind of limited due to what is happening now. How do we know we can trust you?” Natasha said through the mic. You and Thor took a glance at each other. He gave you a nod of approval “let me show you”. You helped the avenger fight the war with your abilities and wow the entire team. Natasha and Tony think your way stronger than thor but they keep that secret since they don’t want to hurt his ego. You joined the team of course and became an avenger.

#marvel headcanons #x reader #avengers au #age of ultron #marvel fanfic #marvel universe #mcu #avengers #marvel movies #marvel mcu

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stylesluxx · 4 years

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cold? chilling? freezing? (I) – s.rogers

[warnings: brief talk of violence]

summary: in which y/n is an assassin turned lover | part two

word count: 1,193

masterlist

"Agent Y/L/N, welcome to S.H.I.E.L.D."

The man that spoke to you wore a black eyepatch and was dressed in all black. He was a spy that didn't bother hiding he was a spy.

"Thank you for having me, Director," You nodded and shook the hand he held out.

You looked around the Helicarrier as he gave you a tour. You were impressed. You've never been a part of an organization that was so advanced.

"The other Avengers are in the lab. They might already be bumping heads, but try to ignore it. They should be happy they have another teammate," He attempted to warn you.

You just nodded and kept a straight face as you both walked into an area where the other recruits were mid-conversation.

"Meet Agent Y/N Y/L/N. She's a trained assassin and will prove to be a great asset to the team," Fury introduced you to the four people standing in front of you.

Robert Bruce Banner, also known as Bruce Banner or Hulk. He's a good-mannered (despite the big green guy) rational, analytical, shy genius. A guy you would've fallen in love with had you not been taught to be a cold and standoffish assassin.

Thor Odinson, initially a stubborn, irrational, and arrogant brute that was turned mature and level-headed.

Natasha Romanoff, also known as Natalia Alianovna Romanoff or Black Widow. She's charismatic and can easily adapt to any role she has to play. Typical assassin.

Finally, Steven Grant Rogers, described in the files as compassionate, patriotic, courageous, and sticks with his morals until the very end. It was respectable, not necessarily how you were "raised" though.

"Nice to meet you all. I've read the mission files and have already been caught up by Fury, so no need for introductions. What's Loki's play?" You spoke sharply and looked at Loki's brother, Thor, for an answer.

Fury gave the other four an amused look before walking off, letting the group work on their own.

Thor then started explaining what Loki wanted and who he was working with.

"He's got two people brainwashed, correct? And one of them is Agent Barton?" You clarified.

"Loki has them under some kind of spell," Natasha nodded.

"I want to know why Loki let us take him. He's not leading an army from here," Steve spoke up.

"He didn't let you take him easy because there's someone on this ship that he's going to use as a pawn. Not too hard to figure out," You said and sat in the chair furthest from the table but closest to Agent Maria Hill.

You ignored them as they went back to talking about Loki. Of course, they were going to brush that off, they didn't want to admit that someone here was easy to use as a piece in Loki's game.

Tony Stark walked in the room, captivating it with his genius, as he does.

Anthony Edward Stark, Iron Man, a self-proclaimed egotistical playboy, philanthropist, billionaire, and genius. You would agree but you knew that was a façade. You had one too. Everyone with the potential to be an emotional wreck but has something to prove has a façade.

"Am I the only one who did the reading? And speaking of which, there wasn't much of you in them. Who are you?" He asked you, catching your attention.

"Y/N Y/L/N. Former assassin," You responded shortly.

"Yeah, I got that but anything else?" He asked and continued to push. "You guys usually have names. For example, Natasha here is Black Widow. Clint is Hawkeye. What do they call you?"

"Seven."

"No special name? Just a number and they couldn't even call you 'One?' How helpful could you possibly be?" He questioned.

You quickly reached over and grabbed Hill's gun from her holster and shot six bullets, purposely missing each of their heads by a centimeter. You put it back and sat back in your seat, crossing your legs.

"And I know five different ways to gouge your eye out with a shoelace. Any more questions, comments, and/or concerns?"

They all looked at you in shock except Tony. He knew he succeeded at pushing your buttons just a little.

"Then shall we continue?" You asked when no one spoke up.

Once Tony and Bruce decided to go to the lab, you followed behind but went to where you'd be staying at instead.

It was a small and temporary room, nothing special or specialized for you. But that was okay, you didn't like staying anywhere for too long. Being comfortable allows vulnerability and the potential to be shocked or disappointed. And those two feelings might provoke you to act out irrational and you desired to be level-headed at all times.

You sat alone in the room for a while doing nothing (because you obviously weren't unpacking) until you heard a knock. You sat up from the twin-sized bed and went to unlock and open the door.

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Third Person POV

Steve watched as Y/N quickly exited the meeting behind Banner and Stark. His other teammates were in the files so he felt like he had a pretty good understanding of them but Y/N had almost nothing in hers.

All he knew was her name, age (27), the seven different languages she could speak (English, Latin, Spanish, French, Arabic, Portuguese, and Afrikaans) and where she was from (but he only knew that because of the unmistakable French accent).

When Steve realized he couldn't pry out as much information as he would've liked about the mysterious woman, he left Fury behind and walked to the lab.

When he saw Tony sticking Bruce, he of course had to comment about protecting the lives of those on the ship. When he realized it'd be harder than he thought getting through to Tony, he changed the subject.

"Mister Stark, is there any way you know any more information about Agent Y/L/N that you might know?" Steve asked, hoping maybe Tony did some extra research on the girl.

"Why? Got a crush?" Tony teased, causing Steve to cross his arms and roll his eyes. "Well, I did try but she's pretty good at cleaning up after herself and staying low key. Which I kind of figured, she's very... what's the word?" He hummed and snapped his fingers.

"Cold? Chilling? Freezing? Arctic, if you will," Bruce huffed out, raising an eyebrow.

"I think she just needs one on one time," Steve suggested even though he agreed with the men about her standoffish demeanor.

"Well you do it then, Doctor Rogers," Tony playfully taunted and set his hands on the table next to Loki's scepter.

"We're scared of her... like... petrified," Bruce admitted before going back to his computer.

"I wouldn't say I'm scared of her, she just seems a little unpredictable," Tony corrected him.

"Seems like you two might get along then," Steve directed toward Tony before walking out the lab.

Steve knew what it felt like to be a fish out of water, he still was on the shore flopping around and choking on air if you thought about it.

Steve was a big empathizer and that's how he found himself knocking on your bedroom door.

[AN: so this is my first series and there’s eight parts total. I’m kinda nervous ngl but excited]

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j-tina07 · 3 years

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Stony

He didn't see the point anymore. He just, didn't.

Tony just sat there - almost empty bottle of scotch in hand, dark, heavy bags under his eyes, shaking as sobs echoed throughout the cold, one mess of a lab.

Yes, Tony Stark - the genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist - didn't see the point in living. All his life, he was told what to do, told what was expected of him. His father gave him Stark Industries, raising him to run the business on his own. Hell, he was accepted into MIT at fourteen for crying out loud.

He was building weapons that were supposed to help people - which later on he shut down thanks to his little visit to Afghanistan. He was building, no - inventing - new technology. He built the damn arch reactor that's in his chest keeping him alive. (First one built in a cave with little to no resources - by hand - may I add.)

Thanks to his time spent with the Ten Rings, he didn't want - couldn't - keep up with his old man's legacy. He couldn't sit there in his lab, building enhanced weapons just so they could fall into the wrong hands. Not after what he saw in Afghanistan. And certainly not after the information that he received about one of his bombs forcing the Maximoff twins to start living under ruble, fighting day by day just to survive; not moving in fear of an undetonated bomb that could go off and blow their heads off at any second. Not after one of his own creations almost killed Pietro trying to rule over the world. The very creation he made to protect it.

So no, he couldn't keep up with the weapon making. Instead, he turned to making technology that was used - and boy did he make sure it did - to help people. Be it as complicated as the Iron Man suits he spends day and night on, or as simple as the Stark Phone. Theoretically, turning over a new leaf. Trying to make a name for himself and not the one that Howard forcefully passed down to him.

And where did that lead him? Right here in his lab, trying desperately to keep his sobs to himself; as to not want to disturb the other's with his self pitying. With J.A.R.V.I.S in the background trying his best to comfort his creator.

This moment was lead from Fury, and Cap, yelling at him over risking his life again. Normally, he would just brush it off, reply with some sort of snarky comment, tell them to fuck off, and keep going on with his life. But this time, he couldn't. And he didn't understand it. He didn't understand why he was suddenly running out of the conference room, silent tears streaming down his face. And he certainly didn't understand why he was suddenly bursting in his lab struggling to breath. He barely made out the voice of J.A.R.V.I.S telling him that he was experiencing a serious panic attack. Not the one where you panic about the possibilities of what could happen that could go bad, no. The one where you can't seem to get out of your own head. The one where it feels like your chest is about to collapse on you. The one where it feels like someone kicked the last breath available out of your lungs, where you can't stop overthinking and the walls are closing in an-

Knocking? No that can't be right. He told J.A.R.V.I.S to deny excess to the lab from anyone who requested. So why was someone knocking like it's the end of the world on his glass door?

"Tony?"

"Go 'way!" He pathetically replied, thinking it was Bruce or Pepper (Who reluctantly returned to SI in New York, from hearing news that the company was facing some issues, having that their former boss was going through one of his emotional downward spirals) or even Natasha.

"Tony, it's me, Steve. Please, open the door."

And then it hit him. That husky, soft, caring, beautiful voice belonged to no other than Steve Rogers. The main person who put him into his current predicament.

Being able to catch some of his breathing back, and able to figure what his surroundings are, he put on one of his famous 'Fuck off. I'm busy right now. Go away.' faces on, heading towards the door.

He swiftly opened the door, stopping it just enough so Steve could only see his full body, and not a lab that looked like someone came in and tore it to pieces. And he couldn't look in from the glass itself, thanks to J.A.R.V.I.S dimming the windows as much as he could before his master started tumbling in, grasping and clutching onto the nearest items trying to catch his breath.

Tony just looked at him with red, teary, bloodshot eyes. The super-soldier's face grew even more concerned, but his eyes showed sympathy for the younger. Those mesmerizing light blue eyes that reminded Tony of a calm day, with clear skies, were staring down at him with a mix of sympathy and sadness.

Seeing what he had caused, Steve tried to reach his hand - to offer some sort of comfort towards the latter - but grew even more guilty when he found that Tony flinched away from his touch.

"Tony-" He gasped out, feeling horrible for his previous actions.

Tony shook his head forcefully.

"No, Steve." He puffed, already feeling irritated that the Captain even thought that it was a good idea to seek him out after what he did.

"Tony, I- please just let me explain. I-"

Oh, now Tony was fuming.

"'Explain' what exactly? That you didn't intend on making me feel worse than I have for the past week and a half? And that you came down here to apologize for being such a jerk? That you're 'oh so very sorry about what you did' and that you'll 'try not to do it again next time'. Steve, we argue all the time, if you haven't noticed. And about what? Me risking my life so that you and millions of other people on this earth are safe? When you and I know damn well that one life is better than risking thousands. Civilian lives at that."

They just stared at each other in silence. Steve focused in on that cold stone look on Tony's face: his eyes. And Tony focused in on that sorry expression on Steve's face. And when Tony's strong gaze fell onto Steve's gorgeous light-blue eyes, he saw the tiniest shift in the eye color; the one of realization. And he knew - boy did he knew - that Steve finally realized that he messed up.

"Now please, just leave me be for the rest of the day. Matter of fact, don't bother me until I say you can bother me. For the sake of both of us."

Steve was too lost in his thoughts - lost in what he did, how he did it, how angry he was at himself that he did do it - to say anything; so he just stifled a small, pathetic nod.

When Steve was lost in the elevator, Tony headed back in his lab, ready for another episode of wallowing in self pity. Though this time not from the events that accrued earlier that day, no. But from pushing away the one person that he knew he needed most.

"J.A.R.V.I.S, send down another bottle of scotch, will you? Oh, and clear my schedule for the next week."

Knowing that now wasn't the best time to argue with him over his health and how angry Pepper will be, and that his Sir needed this, he replied in a soft, calming voice,

"Of course, Sir."

As always, this is also available on Wattpad: jtina03.

I haven’t been posting a lot, and the reason is because I’m trying to come up with ideas for my own book. So I won’t be posting a lot, and if I do, it’ll be mainly posts from my Wattpad.

#Stony #fanfiction #wattpad #mcu fanfiction #tony stark #steve rogers #anxiety #nick fury #marvel #jarvis #sad ending #kind of #Steve rogers/tonystark

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nicos-oc-hell · 3 years

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Basic information

Full name: Onyx Alastair Rogers (Not related to Steve)

Meaning of name:

The name Onyx means Black Gemstone and is of English origin. Onyx is name that's been used by parents who are considering unisex or non-gendered baby names--baby names that can be used for any gender. Form of Agate. Original Greek meaning: nail, claw.

Alastair is of Greek origin, and the meaning of Alastair is "man's defender".

Nicknames: Al, Pokémon and Alastair

Meaning of nicknames:

Al is just a shortened version of their middle name

Pokémon is because of Onyx, the rock Pokémon (Only Tony calls them that)

Alastair is what their parents use when they are mad at them

Gender identity: Non binary

Age: 19

Birth date: June 12th, 1998

Species: Human

Sexuality: Straight

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Ethnicity: African American and Greek

Nationality: Greek

Physical appearance

Eye color: Amber

Hair color: Black (Varies from when they dye it)

Hair style: Short and messy

Height: 5’7

Weight: 139 lbs

Body build: They are rather fit, they work out a lot so they would be rather buff

Skin tone: Almond

Distinguishing marks: Their Eyes, their hair color if it’s dyed and ears (Their ears are pointed to the point where people question if they are part elf)

Fashion:

Faceclaim: Tyler Hoechlin

Personality

Impatient: Onyx wants people to think/work quicker. They think a delay is fairly intolerable. They likes to make quick decisions and tends to expect that from other people as well.

Short-tempered: Onyx’s temper is fairly short. They don’t really hold grudges. When they are having a bad day or isn’t feeling well, they will cuss you out with every cuss word they can think of.

Manipulative (and sometimes emotionally): Onyx is very manipulative, that’s how they always get out of trouble with the cops back when they were an Assassin but left that life when they got accepted into MIT (Then got roped back in by Fury)

Genius: Onyx is a genius, they can give Tony a run for their money and their parents are rich also so they can technically be a Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist also.

Relationships

Family:

Father: Talon Rogers

Mother: Raven Floyd

Twin brother: Dorian Rogers

Older Brother: Kieran Floyd

Younger Brother: Oberon Floyd

Uncle: Felix Emory Sr

Cousin: Felix Emory Jr

Cousin: Jasper Emory

Cousin: Atticus Emory

Friends:

Lazarus and Amadeus (Yes the ferrets)

Wanda

Bucky

Steve

Natasha

S/O (significant other):

THOR! (He’s getting some recognition from me)

Pets:

Two ferret named Lazarus and Amadeus (first picture is Amadeus and second picture is Lazarus)

Powers

They can control 3 of the seven elements, Light, Spirit and Earth. They can also manipulate animals to their will

#onyx rogers #marvel oc #marvel #oc profiles

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ao3feed--reylo · 1 year

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7/? Billionaire - Playboy- Philanthropist...Dad? by TallyRae93

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/xS5eqjF

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Star Wars #Star Wars Sequel Trilogy #Reylo #Rey #Ben Solo #Kylo Ren

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hollandspiderling · 4 years

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Homecoming Redemption || Part Two - The Asking

Summary: After everything that has happened to Peter, all he wanted was to have some sort of normalcy for his senior year. With the new school year finally underway, so far everything seems to be going to plan. He and his friends are trying to not let the effects of recent events get the best of them and everyone is moving forward. Now with the homecoming dance quickly approaching, what will Peter do once he realizes that he needs to find a date?

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Warnings: A rom-com series with a hint of angst. Swearing and underage drinking to come. Everyone is 18yrs old in this and all of the Avengers survived the blip. His identity is still a secret after defeating Mysterio because Peter deserves a break and time to breathe after everything he’s been through LOL

Word Count: ~4.6k

Author’s Note: Welp, I tried to write and schedule parts to be more on top of myself, but that was an epic fail. I wanted to focus on spending time with family and friends more during the holidays and preparations for finals sneaked up on me. The future parts will come when I am able to, but I hope this extra-long update makes up for it! I hope you all enjoy this update lovelies, xoxo Astrid. ❤

Teaser | Prologue | Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Every morning it was a routine for you and Peter to ride the subway to school together. This has always been the case ever since you transferred, and he became your tour guide for the ins and outs of the city as well as Midtown Tech. You’ve grown so accustomed to his presence every morning as he met you at his stop with two bagels and coffees in hand. The only times that you guys did have separate mornings were when you would meet with your council at the beginning of each week. So, it was an odd thing for you to wake up to a text from Peter saying that he wasn’t able to accompany you that Friday morning to class. You’d be lying to yourself if you weren’t disappointed by not having your daily dose of Peter’s morning rambling. It was always his upbeat personality that usually helps set your mood for the rest of the day. Because of how close your friendship was, he was the only person that managed to see the rare times where you’d let down your walls and become vulnerable with yourself. Whenever you stressed about upcoming projects, he’d always be the one to reassure that you had it in the bag and were worrying over nothing.

You sighed to yourself as you aimless watched the undergrounds of New York whizz past you as the subway train left Peter’s stop. It’s been a busy week for both of you for some reason. You knew Peter’s schedule by part so when he texted you that he was staying late the day before and not being able to come that morning piqued your interest. Peter would tell you everything so the vague answers he was giving you whenever you talked to him was picking at your mind. As much as you wanted to bug him about it, you knew you had to give him the space he needed because you trusted him. Whenever he was ready, he’d come tell you whether it was school or Avengers related, you’d wait until he was ready to talk to you.

Now with the last day of the school week ahead of you, you shook your head to clear your mind for the day. There was a lot to do and you needed to start making the spreadsheet and presentation for the homecoming court. As you stepped out of the subway, your eyes squinted from the bright, warm sunrays that were beaming down on you. Smiling to yourself, you took a moment to bask in the small moment you had with yourself. Nodding to yourself, you made your way towards Midtown and began to mentally go over your checklist.

Peter anxiously bit his lip as he paced back and forth in front of his locker. Everything that he planned for was finally happening and he was so nervous. He’s never done anything like this before and the fact that he asking you made it even more nerve-wracking. Some people might find it odd because his alter ego is Spiderman, but because of how much he wanted this to be perfect for you, he didn’t want anything to go wrong that day. It was hard to sleep the night before because of all the scenarios that popped into his head and he groaned, letting his head rest against the cold metal.

“I’ve never seen the school this empty before. Parker, you owe us coffee for having to wake up this early.”

His head snapped up and heard two people chuckle at his wide-eyed expression. Seeing who finally arrived, he smiled in relief.

“Y-Yeah of course. No worries, once all of this is done, I’ll get the coffee you want.” He said as Keila and MJ approached him with the big banner being held in MJ’s arms.

“Chill, Pete. There’s no reason to be worried, you gotta believe in yourself.” Keila smirked at him.

He nodded to their words as he rubbed his palms together and pursed his lips together.

“No yeah, you guys are right. I shouldn’t be worrying about it too much.”

“There you go Parker, that’s the confidence that we need. Also, nice change of vibes dude.” MJ complimented with a nod of acknowledgment.

Peter looked down to see what the boys helped him pick out to wear for the day. Kai had lent him a pair of black joggers and Ned helped him pick out a white shirt with a black graphic on it that wasn’t his typical science pun. Alex finished the outfit off with a denim jacket that he found in Peter’s closet when all of the boys came over after school.

“That’s all thanks to us, ladies.”

He looked behind him to see Alex and Kai coming up to them with beaming smiles. Kai had his hands behind his head as he leisurely walked up next to his twin sister and they high-fived each other. Alex slung his arm over Peter’s shoulders and encouragingly gave it a squeeze.

“Don’t worry Pete, Kai and I got everything covered for ya. We managed to get the boys of the team to distract Brad during lunch period. If that doesn’t work out, then Kai and I will handle everything ourselves, alright? All you need to do is concentrate on getting Stark as your date.” Alex smirked.

“Thanks guys, I know that you didn’t have to do all of this, but I appreciate it that all of you guys did.” Peter smiled.

“Oh, but you can’t forget about the best part.” Ned interjected as he came up to the group with Betty beside him as she held the basket containing all of your favorite snacks and small things that reminded him of you.

Everyone exchanged their hellos and with each other and Betty handed the basket over to Peter. She smiled at him and he gave her one back.

“Don’t worry Peter, we’ll be right behind you to support you. I’ll go hide the poster with the girls in the council room since it’s closest to the cafeteria. Alex and Kai will double check with the basketball team after second period and you’ll be scotch free to do your asking.” She reassured.

“Thanks Betty, it’s been a really nerve-wracking twelve hours.” He laughed.

“You’ll be fine Peter.” Ned confirmed as more students began to fill the empty halls.

“Is there anything else that you need from us, Peter?” Kai asked.

Peter shook his head and smiled at them as his grip on the basket tightened. “No, not necessarily. Having your support with me right now before everything else has been the most reassuring.”

“We’re glad to be of help for the greater cause.” Alex joked as he playfully wriggled his eyebrows.

Everyone rolled his eyes and Keila clapped her hands together. They all looked at her and she pointed at the clock. “As much as I would love to continue our conversation of hyping Peter up, it’s almost time for her to get here so let's all disperse so she doesn’t grow suspicious.”

Peter waved at them as he turned towards his locker and began to enter his combination. He hoped with his entire being that everything goes well that day. Grabbing the empty duffel bag, he had from his gym class, he put the basket in it and hung his backpack onto his locker. A soft smile crept onto his face as his eyes landed on the bouquet, he bought from the flower shop next to Delmar’s. Gently putting it into the duffel bag as well, he took in a deep breath and mentally began to reassure himself that nothing was going to ruin what he was going to do for you.

You raised an eyebrow to yourself as you noticed a huge crowd forming around the entrance of Midtown and tilted your head. Nothing was happening for the student body, so with curiosity, you began to head over towards the crowd. Some people in the back noticed that you were there and began to shuffle away. Murmurs of your presence spread through the crowd as excited whispers began to surround you and you had a feeling of what was happening. With a sigh, you began to rub your temples because it was too early to be dealing with this. Cautiously, you ascended up the stairs and your eyes landed on the group of boys holding out a poster.

The expression on your face flattened as you read what it said, and you mentally wanted to kill yourself. Rumors of Brad asking you to Homecoming was floating around for the past week and you decided to filter any idea of that actually happening out of your head. You could agree that he certainly did improve looks-wise after the blip, but that added another level of cockiness towards him which didn’t really appeal to you. The poster was decked out in red and gold letters saying, “I may not be a genius billionaire playboy philanthropist, but I could be your date to homecoming?”

Girls in the crowd were gushing at how cute the gesture was as you plastered a fake smile on your face. You met eyes with Brad, and you could just feel the sense of pride and cockiness radiating off of him. If anyone knew you, they should know that anything that is affiliated with your uncle was off-limits and seeing how that was the first miss for him, you weren’t sure what else he had planned for you. You were pretty sure that all his smarts went out the door when he realized how hot he was and only put his energy towards getting girls.

“Brad…what is all this?” you asked as you tentatively eyed him once you stopped in front of him.

Crossing your arms over your shoulder and shifting your weight onto one of your legs, you waited for him to respond. He grinned down at you and one of his teammates passed a bouquet of flowers towards him to pass to you. You raised an eyebrow and looked at the bouquet. You accepted it from him and internally groaned. No one knew this except for Peter, but you were allergic to daisies. There were baby ones accompanying pink lilies within the bouquet.

“Thanks Brad, but I’m allergic to daisies.” You muttered.

He grimaced and said, “I was planning on giving you roses, but the market by my apartment ran out of them when I bought them last night. I can take those back from you if you’d like.”

You shook your head and he nodded in understanding. He readjusted his position and smiled down at you. “Well despite the flower mix up, I do hope that you know what I’m about to ask you.”

Nodding along to his words, you scanned the area to see that the council had joined in the back and confusion spread throughout your being when you noticed their expressions. That was something you had to address later, and you filtered it into the back of your mind. Turning your attention back to Brad, you continued listening to him.

“Y/N, will you be my date to homecoming? You’re the smartest and most gorgeous girl I know, and it would be an honor of mine to take you to this year’s dance.”

With all these people watching, you mentally grimaced as you didn’t want to publicly humiliate him in front of half of the student body. Despite having a huge dislike for all that was happening, you swallowed your pride for the time being and gave him a tight-lipped smile. You gave him a small nod and he beamed widely as everyone began to cheer for you guys. Before he could completely celebrate, you dropped your façade as people slowly dispersed to leave you guys alone. You stuffed the bouquet into your backpack to throw away later and closed your eyes as you felt a headache coming.

“What’s wrong, L/N?” Brad asked.

“Brad, we need to talk.” You sighed.

Peter sighed to himself as he heard the first bell ring and half of the class filed into his first period. He lifted his head off of his arms from the power nap he decided to make and cussed to himself when he noticed that Flash was making his way towards him.

“Penis Parker!” Flash obnoxiously greeted as he sat on the empty desk next to him.

“Flash.” Peter greeted.

“What’s got you panties twisted, Parker? Is it because of what happened just now?” He cheekily asked.

Peter gave him a confused look and Flash’s eyes widened. “Wait, you didn’t see what happened at the front of the school?”

Rolling his eyes, Peter shook his head in response and turned his attention towards getting his materials out for class. He heard Flash laugh out loud and settled down into his assigned seat that was in the row in front of him and across to his left. Peter watched as Flash turned around to face him and smirked.

“Brad asked Y/N to the dance and she said yes.”

Peter’s eyes widened and he could feel his heart drop to his stomach. There was no way that happened because his group made sure about it. Taking his phone out while their teacher began to take attendance and Flash flipped him off, Peter hurriedly checked his notifications to see that everyone was trying to get a hold of him. He mentally kicked himself for being stupid enough on leaving his phone on do not disturb out of all times and buried his head into his arms. This was not part of his plan and now he lost his chance. Sighing to himself, the rush of thoughts began to move faster than he could comprehend.

Rather than being happy and nervous, the negative emotions he was feeling was getting the best of him. Thoughts of how you were alone and probably grew somewhat closer to Brad when he was gone began to fill his head. Maybe Brad was the guy that you were referring to yesterday and he was always and will only be your best friend. There was still that weight of leaving you alone without meaning to when Thanos happened and both of you spent the majority of your time in Europe trying to get back into the gist of things. You were so patient with him and helped him figure out his problems during Mysterio but he realized that he wasn’t really been paying attention towards you more than he should have. If he did, then maybe he would have had a better chance with you.

The familiar heavy feeling filled his chest as Peter felt his muscles tensing and the shortness of his breath began to overwhelm him. Shaking his leg, Peter leaned against his seat and tightly gripped his desk as he tried his best to concentrate on what his teacher was teaching them for the day. Instead, most of his hidden insecurities got the best of him and his mind spiraled more into the negativity that was spreading throughout his body. It was slowly becoming too much for him and before, he would have cared about his attendance in class. That went out the window when he chose to become Spiderman and that was the only option Peter saw at that moment that was going to help him calm down.

With an anxiously raised hand, he waited for his teacher to call on him.

“Yes, Mr. Parker?” His English teacher asked.

“Can I go to the infirmary; I don’t feel so well.”

She nodded and let him go once she noticed his pale complexion and Peter hurriedly grabbed his things. As much as he would have loved to look forward to his original plans, right now he needed to ground himself. Peter made his way towards his locker and hurriedly grabbed the things he prepared for you. A sad feeling came over him and he made his way towards the nearest trashcan. Opening the bag and grabbing the bouquet he bought you, Peter thought he was ready to throw it away. But as his hand hovered over the trash bin, he sighed. Putting the bouquet back in its place, he sullenly slung the bag over his shoulders and made his way out of school. He didn’t want to see you and Brad together so Peter decided to go to the one place he knew that would help keep him at a better place.

You bit your bottom lip as you eyed your phone as the minutes of the clock ticked down towards the end of your last class of the day. There was something off that day despite having an allergic reaction for most of the time. Peter had been missing all day and it wasn’t sitting right with you since he wasn’t answering his phone either. That was something out of the ordinary and once the bell rang, you were going to get to the bottom of this situation. Once the bell rang, you gathered your things and bit your bottom lip as you hurriedly made your way to your locker. Your friends had told you that they weren’t sure where Peter disappeared off to since they saw him that morning, but you couldn’t pinpoint what could have triggered him to leave.

As you grabbed your stuff that you needed for the weekend, you thought of all the places he could be. You already contacted F.R.I.D.A.Y and was notified that he hadn’t gone to the compound. Aunt May said that he hadn’t stopped by the apartment when you texted her during your lunch break and everyone else wasn’t sure where he could be. Sighing to yourself, you hoped that wherever Peter was, that he was okay.

“You okay?”

You jumped out of your thoughts when you looked behind you to find the girls standing around you. Giving them a small smile, you nodded and closed your locker after throwing the last book you needed into your bag.

“Yeah, I’m just worried about Peter…he hasn’t responded to me all day.”

The girls looked at each other as you looked at your phone once more. You felt yourself frown as you saw that there were no new notifications on your phone and ruffled your hair.

“I think I might know why…” Betty said sheepishly.

You raised an eyebrow at her and noticed that all of the girls had the same look on their face. Betty shifted around and said, “I think it’s because I heard Flash confronted him and said something that set him off.”

Hearing Flash’s name made you roll your eyes and facepalmed yourself. Flash was an idiot and knowing how his dynamic worked with Peter, that guy knew exactly how to push his buttons. What didn’t settle with you, was the fact that Peter actually let his words get the best of him. Usually Flash was just an annoying asshole that everyone would just brush off, despite the rare good interactions he had with anyone.

“Well, looks like I have someone’s ass to beat then.” You huffed as you determinedly cracked your knuckles and began your mission to find him.

“Ah, ah, ah not so fast homegirl. I think finding Peter would be more important than that.” MJ coaxed as you felt her and Keila hold you back from hurting Flash.

The other girls laughed as they saw you pout at MJ’s words. “But it’s Flash!” you whined.

“Even if it’s Flash, you’ve been worried about Peter the entire day so I think you can save kicking his ass another day.” Keila chuckled.

“Ugh, I guess you’re right…I just don’t know where he could be.”

“If Peter was triggered by something, maybe he went home?” Betty suggested.

You shook your head and said, “I’ve already checked the compound and his apartment. He hasn’t been answering any of my texts either.”

“Maybe he needed to be in a happy place. Do you know any places that he’d hide at?” MJ asked.

You racked your brain for any ideas and one place popped up in mind. A groan escaped your lips as you slapped your forehead.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid. Why didn’t I think of that before?” you said to yourself as you hurriedly hugged the girls and ran towards the exit.

“Thanks for helping me guys! I’ll let you know what happens.”

You hoped that Peter was still at the only place the two of you promised to be at if the other one didn’t want to be found by anyone else.

The bell of the café rang as you entered the small establishment. Soft jazz music filled the air as you scrunched your nose and scanned the place. ‘Oh thank god…’ You smiled to yourself as you spotted the familiar curls nestled on top of his arms. Shaking your head, you quickly ordered your usual drink at the place and quietly slid into the booth Peter was taking a nap at. You set your chin on top of your palm and your facial expression softened. Without thinking, your hand reached out and began to play with his curls.

You felt him move underneath your touch and he sleepily blinked his eyes open. A chuckle escaped your lips as you waited for him to figure out that you were in front of him. He slowly moved into a sitting position and ran a hand through his hair, looking around the café. It was a habit of his to be slightly sluggish when he just wakes up and you cleared your throat to let him know you were there. His eyes widened and he straightened up in his seat.

“Y/N? W-What are you doing here?” he asked.

You gazed at him as he searched your gaze and replied, “You didn’t answer me all day, I was getting worried.”

His eyebrows furrowed as he grabbed his phone out of his backpack and he sheepishly smiled. “Sorry, Y/N I accidentally forgot to take it off do not disturb.”

You laughed and thanked the waiter that brought your coffee. Taking a sip of the warm drink, you gave him a look of concern and he shifted his eyes towards the rest of the café. He played with one of the edges of his notebook that was in between you two and you knew he was hiding something from you.

“Pete…what’s wrong? I need you to talk to me.”

He shook his head and looked down as he held his hands together in front of him. “It’s nothing, really. I just overreacted over something little and it led to getting overwhelmed with everything.”

You sighed as you set your cup down and reached over to grab his hand. He looked up at you in surprise but felt himself relaxing underneath your comforting touch. You silently asked him again with a look and he tapped your hands. Taking that as a sign, you leaned back into your seat to give him his space.

“I’ll tell you when I’m ready, but for now as a distraction, tell me about your day. I heard from Ned that you got asked to homecoming and you said yes.”

You choked on your drink and laughed. Peter looked at you with wide eyes as you paused to look at him once more and laughed. “Oh Pete, I only said yes because I didn’t want to humiliate the poor guy in front of the whole school. The way he asked was horrible.”

He gave you a questioning look and you tucked some of your hair behind your ear. “It was disastrous, Peter. Brad bought me a bouquet with daisies, of all flowers. Are you kidding me? I had to suffer from my allergies for the first half of the day and he had the audacity to quote my uncle as a way to ask me to homecoming. It was atrocious.”

You laughed so hard that you accidentally let out a snort. Peter laughed at the bewildered look in your eyes and he smiled back for the first time since you arrived.

“Wow, I-I didn’t expect that it was going to be that bad.” He replied and smiled to himself.

“It was, I wish you were there to see it, Pete. You would’ve seen through the bullshit façade I was putting in front of him. Ugh Pete, I wish you were there today in general. It would’ve been great to just have you by my side today.” You sighed.

He gave you a smile and laughed to himself. Without you knowing, you were giving him the reassurance that he needed. The tension that held within his body was finally being let go as he listened to your day and admired the expressions you showed while sharing what you’ve gone through. His eyes traveled to the duffel bag that was beside him and he contemplated whether or not he should just do it right then and there.

“Peter, what’s in the bag you have right there?” you asked as you noticed his gaze shift towards it.

He stiffened up and Peter suddenly began to grow nervous. You watched as he fidgeted with his fingers and you reached out to give him a reassuring squeeze. Watching as he took in a deep breath, you waited for him to say what’s been on his mind.

“Wouldyouliketogotohomecomingwithme?” he asked really quickly.

You smiled to yourself as you processed what he had just asked you and Peter kept his eyes shut, afraid of rejection. Without trying to give it away, you bit your lip and tried to be as silent as you could.

“C’mon, Y/N…you can’t leave a guy hanging like this.” Peter said as he peeped through one eye.

A giggle escaped your lips as you shrugged, and Peter sighed. He grabbed the bouquet out of the bag and passed it over to you.

“Hopefully this helps settle your answer.” Peter continued and kept looking at you in anticipation.

You felt your cheeks heat up and emotions take over you because of the certain flowers that he got you. Roses were always your favorite because they were your mother’s favorite and sunflowers were another one you loved because your mom had always called you her sunflower.

“Aw Pete…you didn’t have to…” you murmured as you hugged the bouquet to yourself.

He smiled at your expression and sighed in relief. “This wasn’t how I originally planned it, but I’m glad it all worked out in the end.”

Hearing his words, your head snapped up and you asked, “You were planning on asking me?!”

Peter nodded as he rubbed the back of his neck and grabbed the basket before sliding it towards you.

“I was supposed to do this big asking at lunch period, but Flash told me what happened this morning and I didn’t know what to do with myself. I told you that I was overreacting…”

“Oh Pete, it’s Flash. He can go suck it for all I care, and you know better than that.”

“I know, I know…I just-I don’t know what came over me.”

“It’s okay Pete, but to answer your first question, I would love to go to the dance with you.”

You smiled at him before getting up from your seat and leaned over to kiss his cheek. His eyes widened when he felt your lips on his skin and looked up at you as you leaned back into your set. A wide smile came onto his face as he watched you hugged your basket excitedly.

“So, Peter Benjamin Parker, shall we head back to your apartment and devour all of these snacks together?”

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Home isn’t a place, It’s a feeling (Tom Holland Fanfiction)

Chapter One

The cameras flashed everywhere around me, I tried to pretend I wasn’t anxious at the thought of being seen at this thing. Premier Nights weren’t my favourite part of being friends with actor. They filled me with a sense of anxiety that before Tom got famous I’d never felt before. I felt a hand at my elbow. “You look worse than Tom and he’s the one everyone came to see” Harry laughed. Harry Holland. Little shit. Twin #2.

“I hate these things” I muttered, his hand tapped at my elbow in reassurance. I tried to find it reassuring. I failed. “You can hide behind me if you want” he offered, I think he noticed my unease. The uneven pattern of my breathing and most obvious, I was biting my nails like crazy, my mother was going to have a fit when she saw them. I smiled at Harry, I tried to smile like I wasn’t panicking but I think Harry saw straight through me. A side effect of spending so much time around the Holland Boys. “Thanks for the offer, but Sam is still my favourite twin” I replied, a joke seemed the right way to go. Harry sent me a dirty look. “He got you the guitar for Christmas three years ago, let it go,” He said shaking his head in disapproval. I snorted.

He was right. Three years ago on Christmas day Sam Holland, other little shit and Twin #1 had gifted me a Fender FSR CC-60s Mahogany Concert Acoustic Guitar and it was still the light in my life. You would think that my best friend would have been the one that had bought me the greatest present I’d ever received but Tom didn’t understand guitars and we had a deal that meant that Tom wouldn’t buy me anything to do with music and I wouldn’t buy him anything to do with golf because I couldn’t understand golf to save my life.

I’d been spending part of my Christmas holiday with the Hollands since I was 10 years old. My mother and Nikki had been neighbours (-and best friends!) as long as either of them could remember. My mother worked as a care assistant and more often than not she had to work 12-hour shifts around the Christmas period so I learned from a very young age that the Hollands were like a second family to me. Every time my mum had to work overtime to make ends meet or couldn’t come and get me from school because she just couldn’t get her half an hour break yet, I would go to the Hollands and looking back now that time I spent at their house became some of the best memories of my childhood.

The cameras flashed again and the sound of the crowd outside the cinema got infinitely louder bringing me kicking and screaming back to the present. “Guess Tom’s here” I muttered. I heard the sound of tyres squealing outside and the sound of chanting got louder. Damn those fangirls and their seemingly infinite lung capacity. “Tom! Tom!” They shouted I leaned on the door frame and watched the scene unfold. At some point during Tom’s grand entrance, Harry went to find Sam and I was left alone. I wasn’t fond of being left alone but Sam was doing photographs for the premier and he needed help. The cinema seemed bigger than it had been all the times I’d been there before. Somehow leaning against the door waiting for my best friend to come waltzing through it, when he was done sighing autographs, the place seemed to be the size of the Blackpool Tower Ballroom. The dress that I’d squeezed myself in to for the occasion felt tighter than ever, my chest painfully constricted.

I had been thinking about leaving when the door in front of me opened and a familiar face was hurried through by security men that were three times his size, that was saying a lot recently. Tom had been working his arse off in the gym and was around twice the size he used to be.

I took my time to take in his appearance before he noticed me, his face was flushed. His navy suit was dishevelled, the grey shirt underneath was flecked with sweat and his hair was sticking to his forehead with the same sweat from running around signing autographs and taking pictures with the aforementioned fangirls.

“Tommy” I called, he jumped a mile and looked over to where I was standing by the door. I saw the relief cross over his face that I wasn’t someone he didn’t know watching him at what could be considered a vulnerable moment. I was the only person who could call him that.

“Jules, thank god.” He smiled walking over, I watched his eyes take me in as he came closer. He reached out his hand for mine and I happily let him pull me towards where the crowd of people were heading towards the cinema room for the first showing of Toms new movie ‘ONWARD’. I’d heard most of the movie in the clips that Tom had messaged me whilst he was on set, I hadn’t actually seen the animation though and I was excited to see what he’d been making the months he’d been away.

We sat in the seats towards the back, two seats on Tom’s left side were reserved for Sam and Harry when they finally got around to joining us. Tom’s arm immediately went around my shoulder, allowing me to lean back into his embrace. I’d missed this. Yeah, I’d seen him since he came back from New York but I hadn’t seen him for a while it was nice to have him close to me again.

“I’m so glad you came” he was whispering, leaning closer to my ear, I felt his breath tickling the shell and I sighed happily. His breath smelt minty fresh like he’d brushed his teeth minutes ago but I hadn’t missed the gentle pop of his gum. Smart boy, no tuna breath on premiere night. “Wouldn’t be anywhere else” I replied. Tom’s gentle smile was the last thing I remember seeing before the lights went off and the opening credits to the film started.

Before anyone can say it, I know what you’re thinking. You lucky bitch. You’re best friends with Tom Holland. I understand that because Tom is one of the greatest guys that you’ll ever meet. But not for the reasons that most of the fangirls think. Yeah, the man was fucking gorgeous, I’m his best friend but I have eyes. Buffer than a Norse god and more swag that a billionaire playboy philanthropist but that wasn’t the reason that I was so lucky. I saw a side to him that most people didn’t, I saw sleepy Tom falling asleep in front of the TV watching reruns of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. I saw Tom shitting himself watching the remake of IT. I saw him crying over a puppy video on his Facebook and I saw him proudly smiling at his phone when he finally did something right on Instagram. He was and always had been a great guy.

But enough about Tom, let’s get back to where we were.

The premiere went better than expected and I loved the new film, Tom had the gall to laugh at me when I was sobbing towards the end of the movie. That earned him a punch to the stomach that Nikki would have been proud of. Stupid boy, I can’t get through a damn one of his movies without tearing up. Damn almost had a crying fit when I watched The Impossible. Now, remember I was around 13 when the premiere of that film happened and the thought of anything happening to Tom back then was more than my pimpley hormone fuelled heart could take. Tom had to come out of the premiere and hold me for twenty minutes whilst I sobbed, repeatedly reminding me it was a film and he wasn’t going to leave me anytime soon. Yeah, It wasn’t my proudest moment. It was one of my favourite Tom memories though.

“So, What did you think?” Tom asked as the lights came back on. I looked up at him through my panda eyes where my mascara had run and gave him the dirtiest look I could manage. “You said it wasn’t sad” I accused, rubbing at my eyes profusely “You lied to me”

“You cry at every one of my premieres, when are you going to learn to wear waterproof mascara?” Toma asked, pulling his sleeve down over his hand and taking a swipe at the mascara running down my cheeks. “What’s life without a little risk?” I smirked, he shook his head at me, his hand gripping my chin tighter as he gently wiped my face, in the back of a movie theatre with the sleeve of his suit. Oh the class

“You have got to stop rewatching Harry Potter” He sighed

“Says the person who bought me the boxset” I returned. “Not to watch everyday” He laughed, seeming happy enough with his handiwork. He let go of my face. Part of me instantly missed his touch. “And I suppose a great muggle like yourself is going to stop me?” I laughed. Tom looked at me with great disapproval. Tom had never understood my obsession with Harry Potter. A diehard Marvel fan instead, there was no room in his head for anything except Spiderman. The more I think about it, the more I realise that him not being Spiderman for the MCU was utterly preposterous. The man had spiderman bedding, granted Paddy currently slept on those but still, the man lived and breathed Marvel.

“You’re lucky I put up with your arse. Now, what did you actually think?” He asked standing up and holding his hand out to help me up and out of the mostly empty theatre.

“I love it” I smiled. “You really pulled at my heartstrings. Are you going to introduce me to Chris Pratt now?” I asked, fluttering my wet eyelashes at Tom in faux flirtation

“And have to bail you out of prison after you flash at him? No chance” He laughed, gripping my hand tighter and scoffing at my flirtation persuasion attempt. “Indecent exposure is a misdemeanour, I’ll skip prison” I replied. “I’m still not introducing you, in fact. I’m skipping the afterparty all together” He smiled. We’d reached the door to the cinema. Everyone was pretty much gone. There were a few stragglers that were walking around talking on the phone or waiting for taxis home I imagined. There was a teenaged girl that looked up when she saw Tom and let out the most adorable squeak. I pulled on his hand and made him stop to take a picture with her, not that Tom needed forcing to be nice to his fans but Tom could be oblivious and she struck me as the type of girl that wouldn’t have the balls to come over and ask for a picture.

“So, want me to drop you off?” he asked, sliding into the driver’s seat. I heard the leather screech and he settled himself comfortably and reached for his seatbelt.

“To the house exactly three doors down from yours?” I laughed, sliding into the passenger’s seat and instantly reaching for the radio, turning on signal one on low.

“Well actually,” He said pausing and waiting for me to fasten my seatbelt before starting the car “I was wondering if I could stay at your house tonight?” He asked. “My house? With my mother?” I asked, knowing that my mother wasn’t at the house but playing hard to get all the same.

“Isn’t she working at the care home tonight?” He pointed out. The beams from the traffic lights bounced across his face as he drove and I found myself watching the patterns with interest. “I’m not sure if I should find it creepy that you know her rota or not, why are you planning on getting me alone?” I asked, regarding him with a fake expression of fear and distrust.

“I want to spend time with my best friend, and also not be surrounded by my parents right now” He replied, his shoulders tensed at the mention of his parents and I instantly understood. “I see where this is going, Nikki still hasn’t come around to the idea of you moving out, has she?” I asked laughing, “She would come around to it a lot easier if you’d come live with me,” He said turning on to our street. The sight of the familiar street made my heart happy in a weird way. “And add fuel to our families attempts at marrying us off?” I asked. I watched the smirk stretch across his face, Tom found our parents inability to accept our friendship as what it was utterly hilarious, I, however, found every single attempt that they made to push us closer together completely humiliating. “Why ruin the habit of a lifetime?” He said as he parked perfectly in front of my house. I got out of the car in lieu of answering the question. I turned to head up the path my front garden, slowing my pace only slightly in order for Tom to catch up to me, and also because my feet were killing me in these heels.

As I suspected, Tom appeared at my side within seconds and I sent him a bemused smile. I opened the door and headed inside. I kicked my heels off and turned around to hang my coat up, to find Tom still outside the door. I cocked my head at him in question.

“What are you a vampire? Need an invite?” I asked. He didn’t laugh

“You never actually said I could stay over,” He said in explanation, digging his feet in the dirt as if he actually expected me to deny him access to what I suspected has become like a second home to him too. He really was a perfect gentleman.

“Come in, you fucking idiot”. I laughed. “You better not hog the blanket this time”

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