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May 5 - No Pants Day

Warning: Cross-Dressing, Acceptance, Temptation, Bucky x Tony

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Tony waited for this day all year. May 5th, the day he could walk around without pants. Now for most, people would assume he walked around in his boxer briefs or something. Well...not quite. May 5th could fall on any day of the week really but most years he wasn’t so lucky to get this special day on the weekend. So a few years ago, he’d taken to wearing dresses and skirts. Technically they weren’t pants, nothing hugging between his legs. So if he was called to the office or into a meeting, he’d wear a business skirt or dress.

It certainly shocked the hell out of the board the first time he’d done it but at this point they were somewhat used to it.

Anyway, this year, May 5th was a Saturday, and yes, he was home all day...but this year he also had roommates. So a cute skirt it is!

Throwing open the doors to his closet he strode to the back where his special outfits were located. Tony has always enjoyed dressing up, so after awhile he’d taken to collecting all types of clothes and coming up with reasons to wear them. Today is a nice day, weather warming up which meant he didn’t need heavy clothing. He went with a black flared skater skirt that rested right at his belly button. The skirt stopped just shy of mid-thigh and looked good on him. He looked over his collection of tops and spotted one of his favorite band logos. A matching black tank crop-top had AC/DC printed across the chest. He threw it on and some black boots as a final touch before going to stand in front of the mirror.

Looking at his reflection he couldn’t help but pout, “What do you think FRIDAY? I feel like i’m missing something...” He spun back and forth, loving the way the skirt twisted to catch up with him.

“Maybe an accessory or two Boss, I’d say a black choker would really throw the look together.”

“Such fashion taste, have you’ve been talking to Jan again?”

“Only a little.” Tony laughed, he was so proud of his girl. Doing as suggested he grabbed a leather choker and attached it. Once it was on he went back to his accessories when he spotted them. Circular sunglasses, dark grey lens with gold outlining. Around the lens the metal frame stuck out a little with a small leaf pattern engraved along the side. He put them on.

“Okay FRIDAY, you think I’m ready now?”

He stood there in his little punk outfit, posing and modeling for the mirror and FRIDAY’s cameras.

“Magnificent Boss.”

“Well baby girl, don’t wait up.”

Leaving his room he made for the common area, it was coffee time.

When he walked in, jaws dropped. Surprisingly Thor was the first to recover, “What are you wearing Anthony?”

Of course Natasha was the only one that didn’t react like the boys did, instead she hid her snickers behind her tea cup. “Yeah Stark, where are your pants?” Tony glared at her through his shades, she knew damn well why. She was with him this same time last year!

“You know why Natashalie.” He pouted and then went to make a cup of his life juice.

That got Clint going though, he hated being left out. “Know what? Care to fill the rest of us in?”

“Well if you must know bird brain, it’s National No Pants Day.”

“So you wear women’s clothing instead?” Poor Steve, cursed to forever be confused by the 21st century.

“Well I can’t walk around in my underwear in public so I assumed the same with my new roommates. This is the next best thing.” The coffee pot dinged so he turned to make himself busy. He faintly heard Thor ask Natasha something before as they left the common floor.

In fact, he was so immersed in making his coffee he completely missed Bucky entering the room. The ex-assassin was sort of, maybe, his boyfriend. He wasn’t completely sure since they’ve only been on two dates but that was semantics. James entered the room, spotting Tony at the same moment Clint and Steve spotted him, it seemed like everyone froze (except Tony who was oblivious to the whole encounter). Bucky’s eyes greedily took in his outfit, hungry eyes trialing over his body and the skin exposed. When his smile turned shark like and predatory, the two blondes took off running. Fleeing the scene as fast as they could before they witness something they weren’t prepared to see.

The sound of scrapping chairs and running feet had Tony cluing back into his surroundings. He turned to see Clint and Steve retreating backs and then nearly bumped into Bucky who was standing right behind him.

“James!” He jumped, almost dropping his coffee mug. It was only Bucky’s fast reflexes that saved his favorite mug from a terrible demise. “Hi, um, g-good morning.”

James leaned in, morning voice deep and sexy, “Mornin’ doll. Wha’s got you all dressed up an’ pretty?” He’s cheeks warmed under Bucky’s heated stare.

“Oh, it’s a – well today’s…no pants day.” He kept looking down, unable to look his crush, man – person in the face. Embarrassment making him nervous and fidgety.

James stepped even closer, – how was that even possible, he was already so close! –  right into his space and his metal arm curled around his exposed waist. The cool metal chilled his skin causing goosebumps to rise and make him shiver. “You look gorgeous like that baby doll. Is this the only time you wear skirts or will this become a regular thing?” Tony was freaking out, did James really like it or did he want Tony to stop? He was going to tell him, stuttering like the mess he is and tell him not often but James beat him to the punch. Leaning in close, mouth to his ear, “I really hope this becomes a regular thing.”

“I have more!” He froze, shocked that he just said that. Bucky froze too but for the only reason Tony wasn’t thinking of. While every negative response filtered through Tony's mind, James was trying his best not to pop a boner at all the sexy little outfits he imagined Tony could be hiding from him.

“Will you show me?” Tony jerked back to look up at James, eyes locking with Bucky’s grey-blue ones over the rims of his sunglasses. It was crazy, he’d only know the Winter Soldier for a few months and dated him a week or two but something about this man stole all his words. He swallowed the ball of nerves in his throat and nodded, making Bucky smile. The taller man leaned down, flesh hand tilting his head up and kissed him sweetly. “Lead the way doll.”

God he loved those lips, he pushed up for another kiss. Just a press of lips that made him smile. Then he grabbed the flesh hand off his face and used it to drag the other man to the elevator.

When they got upstairs Tony led him to his bedroom and to his walk in closet where he’d been not even an hour ago. “It’s all right here.” James didn’t let go of his hand but he did look over his wardrobe. Eyes scanning different dresses and skirts, matching tops to go along and…shoes.

“You have heels too?” Tony flushed again at the incredulity in Bucky’s voice. James quickly noticed and turned to him, squeezing his hand, “Hey, I was just surprised, I didn’t mean to sound rude or anything. Okay?” He even crouched down a little to get Tony to look at him.

He smiled and James smiled back, “Okay.”

“Will you model some for me?”

“Sure.”

Tony went about changing, he had a lounge chair in there so he made sure James was settled before he started. Modelling shows for his friends was pretty common occurrence for Tony so he actually had one of those wooden folded panels to change behind while James waited. He’s extremely grateful he got it now, otherwise he doesn’t think he’d be able to handle James watching him.

For his first outfit he put on thin strap gladiator sandal heels and a white long sleeve pencil dress. He flattened out the dress taking in a deep breath before moving around the barrier. His hands gripped the edges of his sleeves nervously as he walked closer to Bucky.

“What do you think?” Carefully, he spun around, letting James see every side of him.

“Whoa, damn Tony I think I have a new kink…” He stared, drinking in the sight Tony presented. The white hugging him beautifully and curved around his ass. It took all of Bucky’s self-control to stay in that chair and not jump Tony’s bones. The white looked good on him, making his tan skin stand out against the clean white fabric. Fuck his legs looked so fucking juicy– “Did you shave your legs?”

“Oh, well I did it once a long time ago. Haven’t stopped doing it since.” Tony leaned back a little, looking down his body at his hairless legs, “Is it too weird?”

“Honey I was born during the depression, died in a world war, spent years as a mindless puppet of a Nazi terrorist group and currently work part time as a super hero with the coolest metal arm in history. Nothing is weird anymore. If you like it than I like it.”

Tony had stood there listening to James, arms crossed as he nervously bit his lip. But by the end, he was smiling brightly down at the other man. Unable to help himself, he walked over, standing next to the lounge chair he leaned down to kiss this perfect man. Bucky’s hand came out, rubbing and caressing the back of his thigh. He leaned back, enough to look James in the eye when he whispered, “Thank you.”

After a few more shared kisses Tony went back to changing outfits. His next dress was a grey slash neck knitted dress and grey low top converse sneakers. With a little more confidence he came around the divide strutting. Making a show of swinging his hips and circling the room.

James squirmed in his seat, “Damn I’m going to have to start calling you kitten.”

Tony grinned, walking over to James he dropped down to his knees before the man and ran one hand up his leg. As best as he could, he looked up under his lashes and squeezed the calve in his hand, “Meow.”

Bucky’s entire body twitched and Tony jumped back laughing, “That wasn’t very nice kitten.” James was definitely pouting at him.

“I’m sorry but you literally set yourself up for that one.”

“Yeah, yeah, next please.”

For his next outfit he grabbed a floral fit and flare dress. The front covered his chest and sat higher, leaving little spaghetti straps to cover his shoulders and leave a lot of his back exposed. Like all the other dresses it stopped mid-thigh but this one held a cute white flowers over a dark purple background. He put heels on again, white ankle strap and open toed heels that went perfectly.

When he finished dressing he moved to the mirror instead of Bucky, twisting and turning like he did in his skirt this morning. James joined him at the mirror. “You really do look beautiful doll.” Tony blushed, loving how James complimented him. It made something warm flutter in his chest every time he spoke. Tony turned around, facing James head on. Blush be damned, “I love you.” Bucky looked at him, eyes wide in surprise and Tony found himself fumbling to explain, “I know we’ve barely dated and that things can’t be easy for you after everything but I really mean it. I love you James.”

A big solid body pushed him back into the cold surface of the mirror and kissed him. Lips angel soft and tongue sinful as hell as it devoured him, “God you are so beautiful and I love you too Tony. I love you so much.”

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Apr 10 - Siblings Day

Warning: High School AU, Stark Twins, DC-Marvel Crossover, Teenage Drama, Pre- Bruce Wayne x Tony

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“Hi Tony, you got a second?” Bruce Wayne jogged up to his crush, trying to catch up to him in the hallway. This was perfect, the cutest boy to ever exist was finally alone and Bruce was going to seize the moment.

“Hey Wayne, what’s up?” Tony stopped and waited for him, hugging his calculus book to his chest as a kid walking by almost knocked it out of his hands. Tony Stark was probably the most sought after teen in their high school but sadly for the girls, he had come out as gay his freshman year. Ever since Bruce had switched schools and started attending Upper Middleton Boarding School he’d been desperate to find a boyfriend or girlfriend (he was bisexual, sue him he liked more options). School came easy to him and he was young, he wanted fun and romance and he wanted it with Tony.

It took him a week of hearing rumors about the other teen before he finally saw him. It was amazing how he could make the school uniform look like a sin on the best days and something soft and comfortable on the lesser days. His brown spiked hair looked good and his eyes were the warmest shade of brown that shined when he smiled.

And to top it off, he had freckles. Super hard to spot on his sun kissed skin but once you got close enough he could see the slight dusting of sports across his nose. It was love at first sight for Bruce.

“Can I walk you to class?” Bruce looked down at Tony since he was only a few inches taller than the other kid.

“Well technically I’m free this period, but I can walk you to your class?”

“I’d love that!” Bruce smiled. Tony was just so sweet! “So how are your classes?”

“Oh not so bad, most of my classes are easy. Although creative writing isn’t my favorite subject but I’m getting by…” Bruce listened with attentive ears but he couldn’t help his mind wandering. This was the perfect chance, all he had to do was open his mouth and ask Tony on a date, “…honestly if I was able too, I’d trade gym for another math class.”

“I’d take another history class if it got me out of P.E.” Tony laughed at his joke and Bruce felt like the sun was shining down on this moment. “So Tony, I’ve been meaning to ask you…” He hesitated, waiting to make sure he had the other boys full attention before gathering his courage, “Would you maybe want to–”

“Tony! I’ve been looking everywhere for you, what are you doing?” A thunderstorm just crashed down on his sunny day. Gregory Stark, Tony’s older twin brother. Also a complete pain in Bruce’s ass. If Tony was an angel sent from above Greg was his devil counterpart. They were almost complete opposites in every sense of the word. Where Tony was brown eyed and brunette, Greg was blonde and blue eyed. Height wise Greg had maybe an inch on his younger twin and a bit more muscle mass. Aside from looks, their personalities were poplar opposite as well.

Tony was happy, bubbly, and sociable. Greg was indifferent, stand-offish, and a complete loner. From what he could tell Greg only spoke to his twin, Tony’s best friend Jan, and Diana Prince, who just so happened to be Bruce’s cousin.

But looks and personality aside, Greg was fiercely protective of Tony.

“I was just walking Bruce to class.” Tony gestured to him for emphases. When Greg turned his cold piercing glare on him he gave a very awkward wave.

“I see, well we need to go. We have our annual counselor meeting in the west wing that we are about to be late for.” While he was talking, Greg very causally gave him a dress down before turning a very unimpressed look on his brother.

“I forgot! Sorry Brucie, I’ve already been late to three other meetings this week so I really have to go. I’ll see you around?”

Bruce had to shake off the disappointment and shock before answering, “Of course, I’ll see you later.”

He hadn’t even finished talking and Greg was dragging his crush away, “Cool, bye Bruce!” Tony stumbled but waved goodbye and Bruce returned the gesture until Tony was tugged out of sight.

This happened every time, he’d get Tony alone for a moment and as soon as he tried to ask the other boy out his brother appeared and dragged him away.

Disheartened, he pulled out his phone and brought up the text thread between Diana and him.

  To: Dee

  Any chance you know a demon repellent spell??

Looking at the message he sighed and then stuffed his phone back in his pocket. Walking to class seemed like such a drag now that he didn’t have Tony’s company to brighten his mood. He got a response when he made it right outside the door to his next period class.

  From: Dee

  Greg-blocking?

  - - - - - - -

  To: Dee

  Yea. I swear he has some kind of tracker or alarm set up to stop me from            asking Tony out!

  - - - - - - -

  From: Dee

  Or maybe you’re just being pussy about it

  - - - - - - - 

  To: Dee

  Fuck. You.

The teacher was entering the classroom when Diana texted him back. But when he glanced down and saw a bunch of laughing faces he groaned.

Fucking High School…

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May 11 - Eat What You Want Day

Warning: Food, Inappropriate Talk, Hints of Bucky x Tony

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It was slow going but finally, everyone was together and present at the dining table. It was huge to accommodate all the Avengers but they made it work. At the head of the table sat Steve, taking charge like the leader he is. To his left was Natasha followed by Clint and Scott. They were followed by the Maximoff twins and Vision with Tony squeezing between Vision and Loki. On the other end of the table was Thor and he had a box of Pop-Tarts that he kept trying to share with Loki. Between Steve and Thor on the Captain’s right side was Sam, Rhodes, Peter, Hope, Valkyrie, Bucky, Phil, and Bruce.

“Great, thank you for being here team, today is a team bonding day. In honor of National Eat What You Want Day, we will be discussing options and working on making favorite dishes together. Depending on the dish we might even have to make a trip to the grocery store. So on that note, any suggestions for food?”

Hawkeye was the first to break the ice, “Well my vote is for pizza.” A chorus of groans went around the table.

Stark leaned back in his seat, getting comfortable, it was going to be a long meeting. “Nice one bird brain, how about something we don’t eat once a week?”

“Tony be nice, any other ideas?” Steve…always trying to be the diplomat.

Peter started raising his hand, waving it around until Steve pointed at him, “Pie!”

Steve waited for Peter to continue but the kid just sat there smiling. Sighing, he asked, “What kind of pie?”

Peter thought about it, “Um, pumpkin maybe?” Steve smiled at him encouragingly.

“Pumpkin’s good.”

Tony smirked from his end of the table, “I would have thought you’d vote for apple.”

Before Steve could pitch a fit Loki broke in with, “I’d prefer apple. It’s sweeter.”

Sam leaned in at this point, “What you got against pumpkin pie?”

Loki didn’t even hesitate to say, “It’s flavor is detestable.”

Sam looked ready to wage war when Vision cut in, “I quite enjoy baking, we could always make more than one. There are plenty of mouths to feed.”

“The more the merrier!” Thor stuffed another pop-tart in his mouth after his piece was said.

“Okay, good what else?”

This went on for a while, foods being pitched and shot down left and right. Mini arguments over taste rising and falling like the tide. Finally things were winding down. They had a huge menu planned for the rest of the day but Steve needed to make sure everyone said their piece and had something they included to the menu. It finally gets to Bucky, who had been sitting like a dark angel in his seat. Somehow blending into the background even though he was sitting with everyone else at the table.

“Anything else you’d like to eat today?” It was a general question, spoken to the table at large but Bucky was the only one to answer.

With his dark shadows and creepy killer vibes, he spoke. Causal as hell, as if he were reading from a newspaper like Bruce was doing, he said, “Tony’s ass.” Tony flushed a dark red, completely thrown by the comment and Bucky, the bastard, had the nerve to smirk at him. Barnes ignored all the other stunned faces around him, soul focus on Tony and enjoyed the view Tony was making.

With all the patience of a saint and a man that had dealt with dumb shit like this for far too long, Rhodes moved to cover Peter’s ears. “Come on kid, time to go.” And quickly dragged the equally fluster (probably from trauma) kid away from the table.

Peter’s clumsy exit with Rhodey was what must of snapped Steve out of it because he stood up and slammed his hands on the table. “James Buchanan Barnes! NOT AT THE TABLE.” Most of the tables occupants were still reeling, Sam and Clint have failed to pick their jaws up off the floor. Natasha had taken to poking at Clint. Peitro was glaring at Barnes while trying to cover Wanda’s ears much like Rhodes did to Peter. Although Wanda wasn’t having it. Vision, Hope, and Phil didn’t really react, just accepted the fate they were stuck with these people for the rest of the day. Valkyrie toasted Bucky with her bottle and drank to his bravery. Loki cooed at the flustered Tony, making his flush even more and keeping it that way. While Thor sat in his seat, box of pop-tarts held close as he watched the show everyone made.

Bruce casually lowers his newspaper and says, “You should let him Tony, you could cross that off your bucket list and I'm sure Mr. Barnes will make it quite pleasurable for you.”

Loki cackled with glee, he didn’t know a Midgardian mortal could turn that shade of red.

It was going to be a long day indeed and hopefully for Bucky, he got a taste of plump ass by the end of the night.

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May 4 - Star Wars Day

Warnings: Light Sabers, Scary Pepper, Boys in Trouble, Gen/No Pairing

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Bucky and Steve found them in the forest after the third tree went down. Rhodes and Stark had been missing all day after breakfast, conspiring together and then taking off once their plates were empty. Normally it wouldn’t have been much of a concern but when a tree fell in the surrounding forest and Pepper Potts called Steve knew it was going to be a worrisome day.

“Where are they Steve?” Pepper Potts was terrifying and Steve buckled in a second.

“No idea ma’am, they disappeared after breakfast.” Bucky snickered in the background and Steve glared at him. Even though it didn’t help him at all.

“Steve, find them and when you do call me. I’ll be in touch.”

“Yes ma’am.” Once the phone was disconnected Steve felt like he could breathe again and start whining, “Why is it my problem?”

Bucky came over and clapped him on the back, “You are team captain, go find your team.” In the distance, they heard another tree fall and Buck just smirked at him.

So when they came across the two best friends standing at the bottom of a hill, glowing sticks in their hands, Steve called Pepper.

“Did you find them?”

“Yes, they’re in the woods surround the compound and battling with glowing sticks.”

“Glowing sticks?”

“Yes, red and blue glowing sticks that they’re using as swords.”

“I’ll be right there, don’t lose sight of them.” She didn’t wait for anything else from Steve, just hung up. So Steve and Bucky stood there a safe distance between them and those glowing sticks.

“Pepper’s going to kill them.”

Bucky smirked, “I’m going to record it.” While they were waiting for Pepper to arrive Clint called.

“Where the hell is everyone?” Bucky pulled the phone away from his ear when Clint shrieked at him.

“In the forest.” Of course Bucky was going to keep it as vague as possible while Steve sweated over the arrival of Miss Potts.

“What? Why? What’s happening out there? An attack, give me details man!”

“Come find out.” And then he hung up on him. “Clint should be here soon.”

“Great.” Right after that, Rhodes took a swing at Tony and missed. But his glow stick sliced through the tree behind him like butter. “What the hell!”

Not looking away from the battle between Rhodes and Stark, Bucky commented, “Looks like I might lose another hand today.” The look of horror on Steve’s face was priceless.

When Clint arrived, he could believe it. “No way.”

Bucky smirked, “Yep.”

“But it’s impossible, he couldn’t–”

“He did.”

“But–”

“Look.”

“Can we?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Potts.”

“Oh they’re fucked.”

Steve spoke on auto pilot, “Language Clint.”

“Sorry Cap.”

A quinjet touched down and out came Pepper Potts and Nick Fury.

“ANTHONY EDWARD STARK AND JAMES RUPERT RHODES PUT THE LIGHT SABERS DOWN OR SO HELP ME GOD I WILL STRANGLE YOU!”

Both men jumped back from each other, light sabers shining bright between them. “But Pepper–” they whined looking up the hill at her.

“RIGHT NOW DON’T MAKE ME SAY IT AGAIN.”

They were back in the compound, light sabers powered down and held secure by Miss Potts as she finished scolding the two men. Pepper had finally calmed down enough to stop and pinched the bridge of her nose.

Tony turned to James, “Fierce Rhodey, our battle was.” Rhodes snickered.

-SMACK- -SMACK-

Tony rubbed his burning cheek, “I deserved that.”

Rhodey rubbed his own matching one, “I didn’t.”

“Say another word and I won’t hesitate to do it again.” Pepper glared the two into submission.

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Mar 23 - Puppy Day

Warning: Pitbull Positivity, Puppies, Movie Characters, No Set Pairing/Gen.

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Tony knew it was a dumb idea but he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t sleep, his ideas weren’t coming out right and he was feeling antsy. So he’s taking a walk a three something in the morning. It wasn’t often that the genius did this, go on walks and such. But it was the only thing that came to mind.

Also his teammates and friends are normally always pushing him to ‘go outside’ and ‘get some exercise.’ So here he was walking late at night, which is why that little voice in his head was screaming at him. It’s dangerous! Someone is going to see you, you idiot! You’re going to get kidnapped and it’s all your fault.

Fuck it, he’s Tony Fucking Stark and he’s going to do what he wants, when he wants.

A scraping sound on the side walk nearly had him screaming and shitting his pants. But like he said, he’s Tony Fucking Stark . . . so he only jumped about three feet in the air.

“Holy fucking shitter.” He clutched at his shirt, like that was going to help his racing heart. This felt like the start to a very bad punch line. He probably jinxed himself thinking all those stupid thoughts and tempting fate. That would be his luck. At this point he probably fucking deserved it like the fucking shit head he was.

Something brushing against his leg brought him back to the present. His head shot down, which he was probably going to be regretting later. It sucked getting old. But there was a dog. A pitbull from the looks of it was rubbing against his leg, whining softly to gain his attention. He must have been more tired than he thought, because how the fuck did he miss the dog whining at him. Jesus Stark, get it together man.

He knelt down, petting her smooth head. “Hello sweet thing, what are you doing out here scaring old men like me to death?” At this point there was no half way, just death. She just sat and wagged her thin tail back and forth.

Tony smiled indulgently, she was a sweet pup. Which was rare for a street dog but Tony wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Especially when her presence calmed down nerves he didn’t even realize he was holding on to. Aside from the late night stroll that was ill advised on many levels, he’d been stressed recently. Which is probably while it was all coming to head tonight.

“What has you up so late?” It truly was a shame. This sweet dog was probably left behind by someone, a common thing to happen to a dog, even more common to mistreat a pitbull. He’d seen all the stuff online, the constant debates back and forth about the pit breed. It wasn’t their fault that people made them aggressive creatures for a few bucks and a sick pleasure. Pitbull’s truly saw some of the worst humanity had to offer and it broke the genius’s heart every time he thought about it. He was in his head, losing himself in the motion of rubbing the happy dog. Knees duly ached from the rough pavement but Tony chose to ignore it.

But he did notice how the dog stopped, happy pants hushed and going still as her ear lifted higher. Listening. Tony found himself doing the same, listening to the sounds coming from around them. She barked causing his whole body to jump. Not expecting the suddenness of it but her attention was pulled towards something else. She rose, trotting away but stopped when she didn’t sense Tony following. She gave him and expectant look and whined when he didn’t immediately move. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry let’s go.” Grunting, there was that age crap again, he climbed to his feet and followed after her.

“So where are we going?” His voice made her tail wag just a notch faster. It wasn’t far from where they were, just around the corner and tucked away from the street. They were by a bridge and the dog moved to climb down the dirt, heading to the bottom where no one bothered to go.

But that’s when he heard it, yips and whines that certainly weren’t coming from the female dog that lead him here, “No way. . .”

With a weary sigh, he ventured down behind her. Careful of each step and slipping twice, he made it down the stoop to where she was. Luckily the moon was bright tonight, lighting the sky enough for him to keep the dog in sight even though they were getting further from the road. The noses got louder and more insistent the closer they got. Tony couldn’t stop himself when he saw them.

“Awwwwwwwww.” Puppies! Now Tony was no expert but if he had to guess, these pups were only weeks old. The dog he’d been petting sat beside the little things, drawing their attention and licking the closest one’s head. But then she looked back at Tony, pride at her litter clear across her face.

“Oh mama, look at them.” Tony was a goner.

Tony took them home. Baby, who was the mama pup, has four babies.

The smallest of the liter, which he names James Bond, or JB for short is mostly grey. From his forehead to the top of his nose was a patch of white. It started as a thin line that branched into a long triangle going down his nose. A nose that is slightly dry and a dark grey, unlike the rest of his body which was light grey. The very tips of his paws, right above his claws, are white. Just like the tip of his tail. But the strip on his head reminded Tony of the suits Bond would wear so that’s where his name came from. That and because his eyes were like the Daniel Craig Bond. Soft baby blue that would reel in all the ladies.

Since Baby and JB’s names came from characters he loved he decided to follow the trend. Another boy pup, that was already started to look lanky was named Bueller. Now this little terror was similar to his brother but had more white and was brindle instead of grey. His back paws were like JB’s, only the tops of the paw are white. Almost like they had little white shoes on. When Tony made the connection he awed out loud again. The white of his front paws came higher than JB’s and the line on his nose was thin all the way through.

Name wise he got it because not only was he the first pup to introduce himself to Tony. But also he was a little shit like his movie character. When Tony got them back to the tower, he’d caught Bueller nibbling and tugging on the laces of his sneakers that he left by the side of the couch. So Tony called him out, “Yo short stuff, what do you think you’re doing?” In answer, he’d froze in the act, big eyes looked at him from the corner of his eye. When Tony didn’t let up on the look the pup retracted the lace, making a funny seen of trying to spit it out when it stuck to his tongue. After the lace was freed from puppy mouth, the pup plopped its little head on the shoe. Big browns eyes pleading for innocence Tony knew he wasn’t but willing to take in the face of ‘the eyes.’

The last boy of the litter was Elwood and hopefully for most his name would be self-explanatory. Elwood was on the thinner side but not enough for concern. And like Bueller, he was going to be lanky. Elwood had white tipped paws like JB, looking like the black pup dipped his claws in a pool of white paint. With the feet, he also had a nice splash of white on his chest. Aside from that, he was completely black. Big floppy ears reminded Tony of the hats the Blue Brother’s wear and he had those big brown eyes. Tony wouldn’t find out until later, but Elwood was determined to take after his namesake. He’s a singer, howling to the tunes on the TV Tony had on in the background.

Finally, there was the only girl, Sandy. Her coloring matched the Grease character perfectly. Light tan with a pale patch on her chest and the matching sparkling blue eyes to match. Tony knew the name was perfect because she was sweet. Slathering him in kisses and cuddling down when she got tired. He knew with time, she’d be whipping her brothers into shape.

Baby was going to have her hands full with these four. Baby started as a simple nickname but Tony quickly compared her too the iconic Baby from Dirty Dancing. When Tony first brought them into the tower Baby was nervous. But just like her character, she got her footing and took control of the show.

What was Tony going to do with these guys?

  He keeps them and makes them Instagram Famous.

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Mar 1 - Plan a Solo Vacation Day

Warning: This ended up being a dumb holiday, Post CACW, Tony gets a Break, No Set Pairing/Gen.

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“Pepper! You ready to go? We’re going to miss him.” Rhodes glanced at his clock, it was nearly 12:30 and Tony was not a patient man. He agreed to grab lunch with them before hitting the road again.

“Yes, yes, I’m ready. Let’s go.” Pepper came tumbling toward him, fixing her coat while he purse hug off her arm. He grabbed the purse from her, making it easier to straighten herself out. “Is Happy in the car?”

“Yes he is, now here,” he held out her clutch and then held the door for her, “let’s get there before he tries to take off again.”  

And they did make it to the diner just a minute after Tony had arrived. They grabbed a booth for the four and got settled, Tony and Rhodey on one side and Pepper and Happy across from them.

“So Tony, how’s the vacation going?” Pepper reached for his hands, fiddling with them as she asked him about his trip. The sudden road trip that took them all by surprise. With the return of the Rogues and everything that lead up to their return, Tony had been stressed. His friends were all worried about him, trying in little ways to help him but in true Tony Stark fashion, their help did nothing.

It was a talk show host, discussing Tony Stark and his increasing popularity. Making comments about how the man seemed to be everywhere at once, UN meetings in Berlin, SI work in Japan, Iron Man helping the LA law enforcement. “God if I were Mr. Stark, I’d put in a request for a long vacation, I don’t think that man’s had a day off since 2008.” The crowd laughed, and his talk show companion agreed.

What they didn’t know was that Tony had that particular show playing on his TV in the lab. It took a second, him looking at the show as it moved to another subject before turning to Dum-E. The bot was watching him, claw tilting and somehow Tony took that as encouragement.

“I think you might be on to something Dumbo. Alright, FRIDAY, darling, call the UN, Pepper and whoever else. Let them know I’m planning a vacation and I’ll be putting in the days soon.”

“Right away Boss, anything else I can do?”

“No I think that’ll be all for today.” Pushing his current project to the side, he pulled up tab in front of him. Google was as good as any a place to start planning a trip, right?

So, three weeks later, a dozen papers filed to the proper channels, and one gift basket sent to the talk show host, Tony hit the road. He contemplated with himself what to do, fly somewhere extravagant, sail around a private island. But in the end, he went simple, a road trip. What better way to have a long, stress free vacation than to jump in the car and get on the open road.

So he did, starting in New York, he traveled south. Acting like a typical tourist and stopping in popular towns. He checked out all the mom and pop shops he came across, eating at the little hole in the walls. If he liked something enough he stayed, if he got bored, he moved on. St. Augustine was beautiful, some of the food places he found made him consider moving. Not to mention he nearly spent a full day at the Alligator Farm, enjoying the lazy way they acted and standing above them, throwing food pebbles that were provided.

A few days later, social media nearly exploded when he was spotted partying with locals and tourists in New Orleans. Instragram, Twitter and Facebook exploded with #IronLit as he bar hopped with some random people he meet. Although he had been drinking, he was able to control himself, never getting into anything to scandalous. But the hashtag did pop up on Pepper’s radar. So as a precaution, they were meeting up in Dallas, Texas to grab lunch.

They chatted and laughed, Tony sharing stories and pictures of his current travels. For a while Tony tried to convince Happy to take him to Disney World but the body guard was giving some resistance.

Later, after Pepper was sure she could rest easy, the friends all said their goodbyes to their young traveler. The day after they got home, Tony sent them a picture from Zion Park. He looked happy, stress a thing of the past and a smile that was real.

Rhodey was doing the same thing back at the compound, smiling down at the pictures Tony had sent. So caught up he didn’t notice someone approaching.

“Hey Rhodey.” Said man sighed as he put his phone away.

“Yes Rogers?”

“Where’s Tony, I haven’t been able to find him…”

Honestly, Rhodey couldn’t help but grin, “Really Rogers? Haven’t you checked the news? He’s on vacation.”

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Mar 20 - Proposal Day

Warning: Beach Times, Namor Knows What He Wants, Tony in Speedos, Namor x Tony

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On a normal day, Namor would have never given the Avengers a second glance. But today was different.

In recent times his mother, Fen, had started showing her age. Slowing down, spending more time in her room. Even though her body was aging and changing her routine, her heart stayed strong with her son. For her son, she wanted nothing more than for him to find a mate. Her biggest regret in life was not having more time with his father. Which meant she wanted him to find a mate and soon.

Taking matters into her own hand, she tried to set him up with atlanteans from around the castle. If Namor didn’t find a solution soon he would go mad.

But for now he’d take a simple break from the underwater kingdom. So he made his way to land. Although he didn’t much care for the humans, he could find some form of distraction among them.

Today his distraction came in the form of the Avengers. The team of Earth’s protectors were having a ‘beach day.’

As he neared the beach he took in everyone. The captain and thunderer were battling against James and James. The falcon and hawk man watching and cheering on the sidelines. Further from the game he saw the two magic wielders. Possibly arguing while magic glowed around them. The rest were spread out in the sand. The shifting beast was reading under an umbrella. The red haired assassin was lounging on a chair.

His eyes skimmed over a few more members, just taking a basic observation of the beach scene they created. Just a cursory glance until his eyes landed on Stark.

Being human, the submariner never gave the man much thought aside from the basic knowledge. A prince among his people, he had wealth, beauty and brains.

Namor recognized all of this long ago, but today it was different.

Stark was lounging in the sun, body on display. And my, what a display it was.

Baring nothing but a speedo the man’s skin flourished under the skin, soaking up the sun’s rays and giving his lightly tanned body a fresh glow. A body that was toned and beautiful. Namor had never seen this much of Stark’s body before and he was slightly disheartened this was his first time. His stomach was flat with hints of abs, enough to show his work to stay in shape. His arms that cradled his head were packed with muscle, a clear indicator of his hard labor. But what really drew Namor in were those thighs. Thick and soft, something he’d love to sink his teeth into.

They looked even juicer up close.

“Stark.” The genius startled out of a doze and sat up.

“Namor! What the hell–” His voice cut out when the Atlantean dropped down on one knee. Namor reach forward and grabbed his hand, holding it between them, “Are you o–”

“Anthony Stark.”

The atlantean’s stare was intense as he kneeled before him, hands held firmly between them. “Yes?”

“Will you marry me?”

A million thoughts wanted to race through his head but Namor’s vibrant green eyes kept them at bay. Those eyes begged him to focus and say something.

“Okay. . .” and it just rolled off the tongue making Namor smile, something Tony had never seen before. “I mean, um, yes?”

He vaguely heard the shouts from his teammates but their voices were drowned out by Namor. The aqua man leaned forward right into Tony’s space and kissed him. Like the rest of this encounter, it was unexpected but surprisingly pleasant. Namor was sweet, he didn’t push for more than the press of their lips. A faint smile curling against his stunned lips. Then he did something Tony never would have expected from the stoic man, he playfully nipped his bottom lip. Gasping he watched Namor pull away from him, shit eating grin so small but clear as the man watched him, “You’ll make a lovely bride.”

“Whoa! Can we back up for a second.” Steve was standing next to them looking very angry.

“Issue Captain Rogers?” Namor stood to his full height, standing toe to toe with the patriotic Avenger. Facing someone other than his bride-to-be Namor reverted back to his stony physic.

“Yes! What is the meaning of this? The last time you saw us you were saying humans were beneath you. Tony is very human Namor, is this supposed to be some form of slavery?” Tony blinked, he really didn’t think this thing through. But it wasn’t every day that a buff man crawled out of the ocean and asked for your hand in marriage. Maybe he should have asked more questions first?

“Anthony has displayed a new beauty I was unaware of and I want him.” It was so like Namor to be straight to the point.

“So you’re after his body?” Steve was nearly shrieking at this point. Hands clenching by his sides, teeth grinding as a crowd of their friends gathered around them. Tony got comfortable on his towel, preparing for one hell of a show.

“He did look quite delicious laid out in the beach. But tell me Captain, why are you so upset by this? It’s not as if Anthony is yours, surely he wouldn’t have said yes if he was. Or he sees that I am the better man.” Steve took an angry step closer but was quickly pulled back by Bucky and Sam.

Rhodey took the chance to step forward, “I have a few questions for you Namor.”

“I suppose you would, come. Let us step aside for a moment.” Namor gestured away from everyone, allowing the Colonel to lead them away. Namor kneeled next to Tony’s sitting figure again, “I shall be only a moment my dear.” He gazed at him, index finger and thumb holding his head up. The rough pad of his thumb idly played with his bottom lip and trimmed beard. Mesmerized, he merely nodded. Again Namor gave him one of those rare smiles, pressing said smile against his cheek.

Then he was gone, following Rhodey across the sand away from the group. He could faintly hear angry whispers between Steve and Sam, but he didn’t take in any of the content. Gaze locked onto Namor’s back.

He only pulled his eyes away when a body plopped down in front of him. Barton.

“Really Stark?”

He shrugged his shoulders, gaze turning back to Namor as if the man’s body gave a siren call that only Tony could hear. “I’m not getting any younger.”

Clint jumped when a bolt of green energy beamed aggressively behind Tony. Looking past the distracted genius, Clint watched as Loki literally green with envy. It made a chill run down the back of the archers spine. Especially when it seemed Loki wasn’t going to calm down.

It was a miracle that Strange stepped up next to his fellow sorcerer, “Did you know it was that easy to get Stark?”

Loki sheathed for another few seconds before the green flames started simmering around him, “No, I did not.” Strange just patted his shoulder, disappointment displayed in every ounce of his body.

“Shame.”

“Indeed.”  

I apologize for any mistakes or if this is crappy, i haven’t looked over it so it’s un-beta’d. Hope you enjoyed it.

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Jan 26 - Spouse’s Day

Pairing: Rhodey x Tony

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“Good morning sweetheart.” It was soft spoken in the morning light, the two bodies warming the bed together lazed about in each other’s company.  Whispered between pecks on his face, Tony grinned through the assault of morning kisses. A rare giggle escaped when morning stumble tickled his temples. “Good morning husband of mine....” One of Tony’s eyes cracked open, the other eye and half of his face still buried in their pillows. “What has you so giddy this morning platypus?” Tony gazed at the man he loved with all his heart. And to think they’ve been together for all these years. During MIT when they were attached at the hip, thick as thieves getting into so many wild messes Tony wouldn’t have thought his best friend would be the man he would marry later in life. Tony hates to think what might have happened if he hadn’t said anything to his best friend that day so long ago. -Graduation Day June 1989- Tony was high on the feeling of success, it was finally over, he finished. All that hard work, the long nights he worked and he got his doctorates. Jarvis and Anna were there cheering for him and letting him know how proud they were. Overjoyed he went in search of his best friend. Luckily he wasn’t hard to find, standing with his family in a huddle. “RHODEY!”

Said man looked over and spotted the other waving at him. Quickly excusing himself he jogged over to the other teen. “Hey Tones-“ As soon as the other man was within reach the younger genius grabbed his graduation robs and pulled him in for a quick kiss, “Tony, what was...” “I love you. I’m sorry I just couldn’t help myself. I love you, you’re awesome. You’re my best friend and I love you. Did I mention I love you? Cause I feel like I didn’t say-“ “Yes Tony, you did. And I love you too.” “You do?” “Yes, you couldn’t have said it better Tones. You’re my best friend and I love you.” Years later, on September 20, 2011 James placed an order for a ring. When he came home in the Spring, he got down on one knee and proposed to his best friend. If you ask Tony, he’ll tell you that he dragged James to the closest court house. If you ask Rhodey, he’ll pull out pictures of Tony crying and their rushed wedding in Vegas with Elvis. But back to the question at hand... “Well sweet cheeks....” Tony rolled so his whole face was on display for Rhodey, especially his big cheeky grin, “today just so happens to be Spouse’s Day and in honor of such a day I think I’m going to spend it with my genius husband.” Tony’s hand lifted and ran along Rhodey’s smooth skin, his eyes trialing the movement and admiring the color contrast. Tony loved Rhodey’s color, how his skin somehow always seemed to be smooth to the touch. How no matter how much time he spent in the sun he seemed to always glow with the sun shining on him. Whereas with Tony the longer he spent in the sun the darker he got. To the point he didn’t look natural anymore. Sometimes he wished he had some Irish blood in him so he’d burn instead of looking like burnt toast.

“Well what did you have in mind Honey Bear?”

Rhodey smiled at him, “I figured we start with Breakfast.”

“FUCK SHIT. Rhooodddeeeyyy” Tony skimped over to his husband, practically whining into the other man’s bare neck. “Can we switch?”

“Ha, no thank you.” James continued to scramble the eggs while his childish husband glared at the sizzling bacon. Rhodey hadn’t lied, together both men left their bedroom and made their way to the kitchen to make breakfast together. Problem, they only bothered to put a pair of boxers on and nothing more. The sight was beautiful of course but Tony was losing a battle to bacon grease due too much skin available for the taking. When the bacon grease popped and little drops flew from the pan Tony flinched ever so slightly behind him. Laughing at his husband he asked, “Is Iron Man really going to be defeated by some breakfast meat?” Tony glared at his shoulder and quickly bit the exposed skin. “Shut up, I could have been in bed getting or giving a spectacular blow job but no. Instead I’m standing here being the best eye candy I can be to my cruel husband while getting burnt cooking his food.” Rhodey looked at his pouting hubby, smiling even though it made Tony’s bottom lip stick out further. “Well Mr. Eye Candy, my bacon is getting burnt, back to work with you.” A quick slap to that perfect ass and then Rhodey turned all his attention back to cooking the eggs and throwing some bread in the toaster. It took a second but Tony finally picked the tongs back up but it didn’t stop his mouth from whining about how unfair he was being treated by his so called husband. Through the rest of breakfast they snarked back and forth while stealing from each other plates. Yes they were eating the same exact foods but it was the principle (at least that’s what Tony will tell you).

After breakfast they enjoyed a shower together, which is where Tony was finally able to deliver on his spectacular blow job. Having the day to lazy around, they climbed back into bed for more cuddles and a quick nap.

An hour later Tony’s restless mind and twitchy energy kicked in so he dragged a grumbly James from the bed, threw on jeans and tees and headed down to the shop. Foregoing the million projects he had started down there, they went further into the shop where it started looking more garage like and got neck deep in an old Chevy Tony bought for this reason exactly.

The bots circled around them, Rhodey would occasionally throw a wrench for Dum-E to fetch. Tony had U do little tasks, clean this section or rearrange this shelf, she liked to be kept busy. Butterfingers went back and forth between his siblings, following Dum-E or lending U a hand. When he wasn’t doing that Tony got his easel set up, a few years back Tony learned that Butterfingers liked the concept of art. Tony bought his a kid’s easel set and put easy to grab makers paper out for the bot to draw whatever his coding came up with.

The day went much like this for the old couple, having been together for 29 years and married for 7, simply being able to spend the day together was all they wanted. Having two high profile jobs kept them separated for lengths of time and a lot of the time when they were together they weren’t necessarily able to just sit back and relax. A dinner squeezed in here, a lunch date another day, four, maybe five hours wrapped together in bed. It was tough but neither would ever give it up, they worked and they were happy.

When dinner time rolled around Tony got his hands dirty in another part of the house. Quick and easy, Tony made Ricotta Gnocchi, a simple ricotta cheese gnocchi topped with fresh mozzarella tomato sauce. Forgoing the dinner table they got comfortable on the couch, popping a movie in and getting cozy together.

Later when the second movie was starting up, Tony looked over to his husband. His strong military man was lounging back against the pillows, one college ROTC sweatshirt covered arm bent back behind his head. He was older, they both were, but everyday Tony just fell a little more in love with the man.

He must have been staring longer than he thought because Rhodey spoke up, “Care to join me?” Without hesitation he crawled on top of his man and settle against his chest. Snuggling closer he sighed in content, this is where he wanted to be, he’s never needed anyone else. Never been swayed but all the beautiful models or rich and powerful elites, just his honey bear.

“I love you James Rhodes.”

“I love you too Tony Stark, Happy Spouse’s Day.”

I want to apologize that this is late, the last two weeks have been difficult for me personally but I’ll try to get the rest out on time. Hope you enjoy!

Side note, the boys didn’t take each other’s last names because of work reasons.

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Jan 2 - Buffet Day

Pairing: Thor x Tony x Steve

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If you asked Steve and Thor whose fault it was, they’d both groan out Tony’s name. If you asked their billionaire boyfriend who was at fault he’d tell you flat out, “I warned those two blonde idiots but did they listen to me? No, no one ever listens to the certified genius.”

Earlier that Day

“Well Blonde One, Blonde Two, I really think you’re going to like tonight’s date spot.” Shrugging on his leather jacket, Steve sighed at his smaller boyfriend’s antics.

“Honestly Tony, I think your nicknames are getting a little ridiculous.” Tony was ready to fire back a smart comment, probably loaded with other ridiculous nicknames when Thor cut him off.

“I am quite enamored with all the “pet names” that Anthony gives us.”

“HAH.” Grinning, Tony marched up to his demigod boyfriend and met Thor halfway for a kiss, “and that’s why Steve is riding in the back seat.”

“I thought we agreed that there was a rotation for this kind of thing.” Steve huffed and crossed his beefy arms.

“Well if you want to stand here and fight all night about seating arrangement then our date spot will be closed by the time we get there.” Tony grinned at Steve until the other man grumbled and moved closer towards him and Thor. “Good let’s go.”

Fifteen minutes later they found parking and entered a restaurant called FOGO DE CHÃO, “So boys I hope you’re ready because tonight we’re eating at the best all-you-can-eat Brazilian Steakhouse.” Steve and Thor looked around the restaurant taking in the waiters carrying around giant chunks of cooked meat and people gathered around tables filled with tons of sides.

“All-you-can-eat?” Thor almost whispered, but his voice carried so loudly that it seemed a touch softer than someone’s normal conversation level voice.

“That’s right big fella, we pay one price and we stay and eat as much as we want.” The boys stared in wonder a little longer when a hostess approached them.

“Stark, party of 3?” A young lady asked kindly, a small tablet held to her chest. Tony took his boyfriends hands and dragged them in the direction that the woman was leading them too, which was towards the back of the restaurant and near the entrance to the kitchen. “So gentleman, have you ever been here before?”

“No ma’am.” Of course Steve had to be all Boy Scout when he was in public. The day the public found out how much of a little shit Steve really was would be the day he broke the media.

“Okay then, this little card is like a stop light. Green is for Go. The passing serves will stop by your table and offer you meats and sides, when your plate is full or you need a break flip the card to red. The serves will leave your table alone. My name is Hannah if you have any questions and tonight Emily will be helping you out, she’ll be with your shortly for your drink orders.”

Tony leaned an elbow on the table, resting his chin in his hand and grinned at his boys. Every time a waiter passed with some type of food their heads would turn and eyelids slide shut when they inhaled the rich aromas of the foods. Shortly they were being greeted by a cute little brunette with short brown hair pulled back into a small ponytail.

“Hello, my name is Emily and I’ll be your waitress tonight, can I get you started with something to drink?”

Then the night really began. They each started with a glass of wine and water. The first selection of meats to reach their table was the Cordeiro Lamb and Lombo Pork Loins. Quickly followed by smoked salmon and some side dishes of carrot ginger soup and garlic mashed potatoes. Tony got started on his plate but watched as Thor and Steve devoured their plate. It took less than fifteen minutes for them to flip the chip back to green and get started on another round of food.

For the next hour it went much like this, Tony taking his time on his meal while Thor and Steve wolfed down their meals like they’d never see another meal after today.

By the two hour mark Tony was starting to become a little more horrified by his boyfriends. He had given up after the first hour, now calmly sipping a glass of water but his boyfriends haven’t even slowed down. He knew they could put away a lot of food but two hours and if his math is correct (which it always is) nine plates in, they had to be breaking some laws on science.

By plate thirteen he was starting to sweat and sweetly asked them if they were getting fool. Thor growled at him and dug back into his Filet Mignon, a roll held protectively in the other hand like he was either afraid someone would take it from him or he would use it as a weapon at any second. Steve just grumbled around his Costela Beef Ribs. But luckily they were starting to show signs of slowing down.

Another plate of caramelized bananas and marinated mushrooms and he thought they were done. That was until Emily came back.

“Would you be interest in dessert tonight?”

It was like she awakened a beast in them. They both tried a cheesecake, Steve started with the New York Style Cheesecake and Thor had a slice of the Turtle Cheesecake. At some point they both sneaked a bite of the other’s dessert because when Emily returned she had another slice of each but for the other person. After that Thor had two helpings of Chocolate Mousse Cake and Steve had a Molten Chocolate Cake and a slice of Key Lime Pie.

It was approaching closing time and Tony was thinking the heavens, honestly he would have nightmares if he saw them take another bite of anything.

Of course the universe hated him because one more plate came out. A Crème Brûlée came out with two forks and together, leaning on one another those two idiots ate their final dessert. It was sad really, panting around every bite, struggling just to chew each spoonful. When they finally put there utensils down and leaned back from the table did a round of applause start up. It seemed all of the wait staff was gathered around their table cheering on Thor and Steve. Even a few of the other customers in the restaurant were clapping or just nodding there head as if they achieved something great tonight.

Quickly paying the bill, Tony shuffled his overly stuffed boyfriends out of the restaurant and to their car. By some miracle Tony was able to achieve on his own, Steve and Thor towered over him and weighed quite a lot so five minute walk turned into ten minutes. Seeing as both overly stuffed superheroes had to lean on one another or a wall to support their overly stuffed bellies.

When they got to the car Tony helped both get in before climbing into the driver’s seat. He was quite for the first few moments and then he must have lost an ongoing debate with himself because he finally shrieked out, “HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?” Both winced at the sound of his voice.

“Shh, Tony. You’ll scare the baby.” It was only then that he noticed that Steve was rubbing at a very impressive food baby bump.

“I didn’t even think that was possible.”

Back at the tower in the penthouse found Tony trapped on the couch. As he stated earlier his idiot boyfriends over indulged themselves are were starting to feel the effects of their poor life choices. Steve was groaning and trying to disappear into the couch and right side of Tony’s stomach while Thor was on his left barely moving but letting out the softest whimpering sounds every time he inhaled too deeply.

“I told you to stop when you started reaching double digits.” Twin groans were his only response. He sighed but continued to rub his hands over there soar round bellies.

He had been confined to the couch for about an hour when Rhodey walked in with a shit eating grin, "You know I could really go for a greasy bacon cheeseburger. You know the ones, they have so much grease it drips out the back and it’s so full of sludge that it really ain't food anymore?” Rhodey paused and smiled, making his way closer to his best friends and his dumbass boyfriends. “Oh! And an extra-large side of French fries with a pitcher of beer to follow it down."

From the couch Tony watched worriedly as Thor turned a very concerning shade of green and Steve nearly broke down in tears. The Captain will deny til his dying day but he did in fact shed a single tear.

The next day they were called into a meeting with SHIELD and Pepper when they’re date night nearly broke Instagram.

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Feb 1 - Work Naked Day

Warnings: Nakedness, Craziness, Smut, and Established Wade x Tony

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Tony was going to kill him. Kill him dead.

Why? What? Who? Should we add ‘When?’ and ‘Where?’ because Tony was going to kill Wade Wilson dead.

Seeing as he just answered the ‘Who’ let’s move onto the ‘When’ and ‘Why’ since they’re a tied pretty close together.

Anyway, Tony didn’t know WHO was responsible for buying his idiot immortal boyfriend a daily holiday calendar but whoever it may be, will also be dead because Tony’s going to kill them too. Tony just wants to know who thought it was a good idea to give his psychotic boyfriend a daily calendar of random holidays or national days that is no doubt going to get the mutant and billionaire in trouble.

Like for instance, today February 1st, which just so happens to be National Work Naked Day. Which is why Tony Stark is standing in his Iron Man armor, naked as the day he was born surrounded by the debris of their resent battle.

Now for the What? What the hell Tony? What were you thinking? Put some fucking clothes on! See he was fully prepared to ignore this holiday when Wade announced the day this morning. But he didn’t account for his crazy boyfriend to STEAL ALL OF HIS CLOTHES THE NIGHT BEFORE! After the naked mutant left their room and Tony stumbled out the shower he walked into the closet to find it bare, empty. Not a single shirt, pant, underwear, sock, nothing! Even his ties, shoes, robes, sunglasses were taken. And then the Avengers alarm sounded.

The battle was long, uncomfortable and nerve racking as hell. But once it was finally over and Tony did a final look around for any surprises or left overs. Seeing nothing suspicious Tony thanked his lucky stars and high tailed it out of there and back to the tower as fast as he could.

Boy was he mad, Steve couldn’t believe it. Tony had taken off after the battle without a word to anyone. Several attempts were made to reach the genius but he must have cut communications the second things looked calm enough for him. Steve was going to have a word with him.

Marching out of the elevator and towards the dark glass panels of the lab he entered his standard code for the workshop. The pad flashed red, “Sorry Captain, Sir has locked down the lab for the moment.”

“Override Code, Captain Morgan has nothing on me, A-1.” Jarvis seemed to hesitate a second but then the pad flashed green for him.

“Override Code accepted, you may enter Captain Rogers.”

“Thank you.”  Steve pushed his way into the lab, voice pitched loud enough for the genius to hear him, “Damn it Stark – WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!” Steve lost all train of thought. Completely ready to reprimand Iron Man for his behavior earlier, nothing had prepared him for this. Tony was standing on the other side of a long work bench (thank god for the height of the bench, or maybe the height of Tony because it sat right above the man’s junk blocking his manly parts from Steve’s view) stark naked (pun unintended by the captain but completely intended by the author). Tony’s hair was a mess, goatee perfect, and standing naked with his arms crossed over his scarred chest. Steve tried not to stare but he ended up looking Tony’s body. His arms covered his nipples but his stomach was on display, soft but lightly toned. A cute belly button that was half in half out sat upon an enticing happy trial. The rest was covered by the angel of the desk except for the bottom of his legs and feet.

Tony sighed, entire body sagging with it, “Wade.” Strangely enough, that answered enough for Steve that he didn’t carry on with any interrogations. Plus he wouldn’t have been able to because they were being interrupted.

As if his name was a summoning, Wade appeared in the workshop, equally as naked as Tony. Steve quickly adverted his eyes, looking up towards the ceiling, fearing he might see more than he was willing to ever see if he looked anywhere else.

“What are you doing here Caperino?”

“WADE WINSTON WILSON! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN AND WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY CLOTHES?” Tony yelled at his boyfriend, hands slamming down on the work bench.

Complete ignoring his angered boyfriend’s questions Wade started waving around money he definitely didn’t have in his hands moments ago, “Wanna grab lunch?”

“I’M NOT GETTING ARRESTED FOR YOU!” Tony yelled, leaning on his bench with his arms cupping the edge. Steve wasn’t sure if it was because of his super soldier hearing or not but he definitely heard Tony whisper, “. . . . . . Pepper would kill me.” By the devilish smile taking over Wade���s face Steve knew he didn’t want to be there a second longer, he beat a hasty retreat back to the common floor.

Sam was on the couch when he excited the elevator, “How’d it go with Stark?”

“Wade.”

“Ah.”

“Yeah.”

Back down in the workshop, Wade took full advantage of their naked state. With Tony bent over the work bench, Wade stood behind him working slick fingers into him. Tony lowered his head onto the cool surface, letting the metal chill his heated skin.

As soon as Cap left, Wade jumped him like the horny teenager he isn’t. Lube that Tony still doesn’t know where Wade was keeping before this, now lay beside his bent form. Still peeved with his boyfriend he snarked through his panting breathes, “You know, I swore-” he was cut off by a moan, Wade’s finger’s stabbing hard at his prostate, “swore you said it was National WORK Naked Day.”

“Shh honey, Daddy is working.” Wade, the little shit, twisted his fingers again and then pulled his fingers free. Grabbing more lube to slick himself up, Wade lined up with his whole, pressing the head of his dick against his hole, “I might even have to work overtime.” And then he slid home.

Wade ended up putting in two hours of overtime, Tony enjoyed every second of it.

Tell me what you think about Wade and Tony..

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[tony-luvv]

2018 Holiday Saga

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

(and) Hello My Lovely Followers!

As we all know 2017 wasn’t the greatest year (especially for my blog). My posting’s have been random and I haven’t been as active. Well I’m going to try my hardest to deliver some content!

So to some things up on the days listed I will be posting a short fic in honor of that ‘Holiday’ and the List is going to be posted separately but I will link to this post. (Now linked here)

Basically it will be a Master List of all the Fics to come. A link will arrive on the day of the specified date. Each month I will reblog this message and the Master List: 2018 Holiday Collection.

The Master List will contain links to the Tumblr post and the individual post will have links to Ao3 and Fanfiction.net (please be warned the the tumblr post is automated so the Ao3 and FF links might not be attached until later that day.) 

If any links are giving you issues please notify me. I hope you enjoy all the little one-shots to come.

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[tony-luvv]

So the picture above is basically a bunch of things I want to see more of, whether it be rambles, shorts, one shots, chapter fics, headcons, WHATEVER. But i really want some input. pleeaasseee ~ 

I’m going to have some free time after the 10th and i will be devoting much of that time to my bed and this laptop. So let me know if there’s something your really interested in the list above.

If its not listed, LET ME KNOW. -chat me directly through Tumblr, leave an anon ask, submit, comment, carrier pigeons. (you get my point.)

Do you think i should do more Good Dad Howard? Like maybe Howard is super protective of his precious baby boy? -Steve was defrosted early, Tony’s young and Steve calls up Howard like, “Can I have Tony for the weekend?”

And Howard is all, “Absolutely Not. I know you do have a safely awarded car to transport my son, let alone something with four wheels. I don’t get me started on your Do Now, Think Later attitude, I will not have your bad habits rub off on my child.”

“Peggy will be with me-”

“HELL TO THE FUCKING NO. That woman attracts trouble like moths to a light. MARIA! Can you believe this, Steve thinks I’d let him and Carter watch our baby boy, HA!” -CLICK- Not even Captain America is trusted to watch Howard Stark’s precious boy.

OR

Did you see Work Naked Day? Do you like IronPool? Want more? Have a funny story or idea that would apply perfectly for them? Tell me.

Should I stop fucking around and get serious about the Brock x Tony Doggie Match Maker AU? Cause I love it so much. A jot ideas here and there. (This Headcanon is found: One, Two, Three and Four)

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[tony-luvv]

Quick Notice

To my followers,

anyone that likes or is following 2018 Holiday Saga, i apologize. I was out of my home country traveling and when i got back i got sick. i’m better now but can not find the words to write out these holiday shorts. please bare with me as i try to get my creative juices back.

i hope to post them as soon as i finish them but for now, if i get them done slightly out of order ill just post as i go. Currently i owe everyone the holidays from Feb 26 to March 20. im slaving away but i can’t figure more than a plot line for most. the words just aren’t hitting the page. 

mostly i just want everyone to know, I AM NOT GIVING UP.

thanks,

Luvv

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[tony-luvv]

Apr 13 - Scrabble Day

Quick Thing: This was such a cute idea in my head until I went to write it and realized I have never played the game and suck at spelling...

Warnings: Competition is bad, Wanda is confused, Peanut Galleries, No Pairing/Gen.

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Steve was looking over his most recent sketch that he did. A simple landscape doodle of the compound’s surrounding forest when he heard a knock at his door.

He turned at his desk chair to look at his closed bedroom door, “Come in.” It was Wanda, “Hey Wanda, what’s going on?”

“Have you seen Vision? I’ve been looking all over for him.”

Steve leaned back in his chair as he thought back on this morning, “…He was with us at breakfast this morning. Said something about a cooking class?”

Wanda nodded, “Yeah, he’s been taking them for a while, but normally I meet up with him afterwards. He normally gets home at this time but I haven’t seen him and his class ended over an hour ago.”

“Oh, well did you check with Tony?”

“No, you think Stark knows where he is?”

“Yeah they’ve been spending a lot of time together recently.”

“Okay, thanks Steve.” Wanda smiled at him and he smiled back.

“You’re welcome.”

Wanda enters the room FRIDAY told her Stark and Viz were in but she wasn’t prepared for the sight they made. Vision and Stark were sat across from each other at a table in one of the common areas, staring intensely at each other. Stark wore a confident smirk as Viz studied the table between them. Clint was there as well. Sprawled out on his stomach laying on a bean bag chair, snacks around him as he watched the two men.

Wanda cautiously came closer, “What’s going on?”

No one moved but Clint answered her in hushed tones, “They started playing scrabble.” Wanda could only stare at the back of Clint’s head because his ‘explanation’ really didn’t explain anything.

It takes a moment but then finally Clint reacts to the weight of her stare, glancing up at her and quietly gestures for her to sit down.

Curious, she does. These people are so odd… Sitting down with Clint she pulls together every ounce of patience she has and settles in to watch her two teammates. For a while it’s quiet and on a few occasions she had to keep herself from asking more questions. She knew if she spoke she’d either be shushed or ignored so she ultimately decided it wasn’t worth it.

Finally it was Vision that made a move, placing (from what she could tell) little tiles on a board between he and Stark. When he was finished Stark snorted.

“Does that say ‘snickersnee’ Viz? Now I know you’re just trying to get extra points.”

Vision gave a barely there smirk, “FRIDAY, if you would be so inclined…”

“Snickersnee: a large knife.” Next to the table on the other side of Wanda and Clint so they could see as well a hologram formed. Displaying what looked to be a various images of large knives.

“Argh, fine.” Then it was quiet again.

Eventually Sam wandered in and joined the ‘peanut gallery’ as Clint had dubbed them.

“Mr. Stark, I thought we were above using silly slang.”

Tony gave the android a devilish smirk, “Bromance was added to the Merriam-Webster dictionary in 2011. Read it and weep baby.” Tony waved his hand, FRIDAY all too happy to project the article for all of them to see. Vision frowned, glancing through the article while the peanut gallery took to providing background noise.

“Ooooooooooo!”

Vision and Tony continued to ignore them. Disappointed Viz dismissed the article and turned back to the board.

An hour later Steve came across Clint, Wanda, Sam, Bucky and Lang all gathered together a safe distance away from Vision and Tony. Sam was taking down bets while Clint and Scott attempted to eat their weight in popcorn.

Steve paused to take a closer look at the two players, Tony’s iron man glove was activated as he tapped his armored fingers on the table top. While Vision stared at the board, straight face…and stone glowing.

Steve pivoted and walked right back out of the room, “BRUCE! IT’S HAPPENING AGAIN!”

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May 19 - Pizza Party Day

Warning: Pizza, Some Pupper Stuff, Hints of Clint x Tony

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-DING DONG-

Tony rushed to the door at the sound of the bell. Lots of people had already arrived to the party. The mansion was full of people, superheroes, friends and family all gathered around mountains of pizza boxes. The kitchen itself was nothing but pizza boxes. On every flat surface available and from every lovable pizza joint around.

He got pizza’s from all the chain places, Dominos, Pizza Hut, Papa Johns and then he’d gotten from some of New York’s famous mom and pop places. Joe’s Pizza from Carmine Street were going fast. Two Boot’s and Little Italy Pizza were popular among the guest as well. To drink, he’d gotten a few of those soda fountains that you saw at pizza joints brought in and installed.

-DING DONG-

“Hold on, I’m coming!” Finally he got to the door and swung it open. Before he could even greet his guest he was being engulfed in a crushing hug.

“I FUCKING LOVE YOU TONY! A PIZZA PARTY. A BILLIONAIRE’S PIZZA PARTY! I COULD SMELL THE PIZZA COMING UP THE DRIVEWAY!”

“Clint, holy crap calm down and stop screaming in my ear.”

“Sorry, sorry,” finally his bestie pulled back and let him breathe again, “This is so amazing I can’t even tell you, how many pizza’s did you order?”

“Over a hundred and from multiple locations,” Clint started vibrating in his spot next to the door that Tony shut behind him and his dog, “and hello Lucky.” He knelt down, letting Pizza Dog lick his face  and laughed. “I can’t tell who’s more excited, Pizza Dog or Pizza Boy.”

“Me, it would be me.” Clint pulled his jacket off, throwing it at the coat hanger. Tony looked at him and laughed, he was wearing a black tee and in big bold letter’s his shirt said, “You had me at pizza…” That was definitely Clint.

“Well, everyone is pretty much here. Pizza is spread out in the kitchen and right outside the kitchen are cups and soda fountains. Pace yourself and have fun.”

“SODA FOUNTAIN! COME ON LUCKY!”

Later on that night, while most of the partiers had either gone home or found a room to sleep in Tony was attempting to clean up. He was grabbing red cups and empty plates throwing them in the big black trash bag when he spotted Pizza Dog attempting to steal some pizza gold from his owner. Clint was passed out in one of the lounge chairs passed out with a plate on his chest. The plate had one half eaten piece of pizza left and Lucky was attempting to get it without waking Clint.

Putting the trash bag aside he called for the dog, “Lucky, hey, come here.” Lucky looked at him, contemplating the benefits of leaving a prime slice behind for this human. “I have a surprise for you…” He spoke in a sweet song like voice and it got the dog’s tail wagging. “Come on, let me show you what I got.” A little more pleading and gesturing and Lucky was trotting over to him. “Good boy, stay. I’m going to get your gift.” Cautiously he stood up, backing away and when Lucky didn’t move he scampered off into the other room. It only took a moment but when he came back Lucky was in the same spot like a good boy.

“Good boy Lucky, okay here you go! Happy Birthday Pizza Dog.” Pulling the bag from around his back he pulled out the plush pizza toy for Lucky. It was a pepperoni slice with a smiley face about the size of his head with a little pit of cushion. Lucky’s tail bagged on the floor in his excitement but he took the toy carefully. Teeth slow and careful as he gripped it from Tony’s hand and then ran off with it. Probably to destroy it.

“Well, I hope he likes it.”

“He loves it.”

“Wha’?” Tony was dead tired. He glanced at the clock, 6:15 glared at him and he groaned into his pillow.

Noise sparked over the phone again, “Lucky, he fucking loves that thing. Literally takes that pizza toy with him everywhere.”

“Oh, that’s nice.” Honestly Tony doesn’t know why he was humoring Clint so early in the morning. Especially when his pillow was so soft and his blankets were so warm.

“It’s not nice! It’s getting weird, I came home yesterday to find him in my bed laying down with that damn toy under him. I opened the door and he was licking it until he spotted me, then he stared me down like I was intruding on something!”

“Yeah?”

“Yes Anthony! I think my dog is having an affair with his plush pizza.”

“Okay.” Maybe if he fell back asleep now he’d still get six hours of sleep.

“Okay? Are you listening to me?”

“No, bye Clint.”

“Don’t ‘bye’ me, my dog is in a relationship with a slice of pizza!”

“Seems like something you’d be proud of…”

“Not when they’re making love on my bed!”

“…”

“…”

-CLICK-

“Tony? Tony!” He glanced inside his bedroom to see Lucky standing above his plush pizza toy. It looked like– “DAMN IT LUCKY NO!”

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Mar 19 - Let’s Laugh Day

Warning: Clint’s a shit, Tony wants to sleep, Established Clint x Tony

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9:48 am

Clint looked down at Tony, fast asleep in their bed. He looked peaceful for a Monday morning. No morning meetings dragging him out of the warm sheets. No, for once, he was able to sleep in.

See the genius had off today and the archer was prepared to take full advantage of the opportunity.

Tony was going to be pissed.

Clint looked him over again as he circled the big bed. His boyfriend truly is beautiful. His tan skin glowed under the sunlight that creeped through the curtains. Laying on his stomach, back on full display, Clint crawled onto the bed above him. He started with a kiss to the small of his naked back, just where the sheet failed to cover him.

He smiled through the kisses, playfully licking the soft skin. He blew cool air on the wet area and snickered when Tony twitched in his sleep. But, aside from the small movement, Tony didn’t wake. So Clint continued his task.

He kissed, licked and nibbled on different parts of flesh. Testing the limits as he messed with his sleepy boyfriend and laughing under his breath. Carefully he sat down beside the sleeping man and ran fingers gently along any part of Tony he could reach.

Like a little kid, he sat there. Drawing patterns, circles and little pictures on the exposed back to get him to react. Finally he got something, slapping a hand over his mouth so he didn’t laugh of loud. Tony’s side was ticklish and Clint was going to be a little shit and fuck with him. Running a nail along his side, Tony jumped in his sleep, frowned and curled away from him.

It took a second for Clint to calm down, although the smile never left his face. Zeroing in on his sides, Clint began his assault. Finger tips dragged up and down, not stopping even when Tony started grunting at him.

Smiling, he squeezed down right above Tony’s hip bone, making said man jump. One of Tony’s hands swiped at him when he wouldn’t let go or stop squeezing but the sandy blonde quickly dodged. Clint finally laughed out loud when Tony grabbed the sheet and pulled it over his head, angry grumbles coming from the covered mass of annoyed billionaire.

But now he was determined. He pounced, ripping the blanket away and going straight for those ticklish sides. Tony screamed, “Clint, nohohohohooo. St-ahhhahahahp it!” But it was too late. His boyfriend was on a mission and Tony was trapped. Wiggling he laughed loud and uncontrollably.

10:13 am, Operation Laughing Boyfriend is a success. Time to commence Phase Two…

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