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Meeting of the Minds - Chapter 20, Lord Buchanan

Summary: As the guests arrive at Lord Buchanan’s castle, Bruce encounters the Sorceress who is able to restore him to his human form, with the warning that she can’t guarantee if it will last. After an evening spent discussing what can be done to save their world the group go out to the suspected missile silo, where Bruce finds the proof of what happened to turn this world back in time.

Length: 4.4 K

Characters: Lord and Lady Buchanan, King Steven and Queen Peg, King Thorn, Dr. Foster, Bruce Banner, the Sorceress, Lord and Lady Stark.

Warnings: Suspend your disbelief as it’s a work of fiction. References to the multiverse, Tony Stark’s death against Thanos, Banner’s fear of losing control.

Author’s notes: The Sorceress makes reference to the multiverse affecting this universe and changing its timeline. She is a version of Wanda that is very invested in this universe and although her presence isn’t always there, her influence is. It will become obvious that she is doing much to try and save this world from being destroyed.

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Bruce the Giant soon arrived, leading his two cows and bull by ropes. They followed him meekly enough and Buchanan wondered as they arrived in the North courtyard if it was just a matter of getting an animal used to the presence of the Giant for them to get over their fear of him. Ileana and Rhodes stood with him as Bruce arrived, surprising her with his size. She showed no fear of him and touched his hand with hers when they were introduced.

"Bruce, I hope that you are a frequent visitor to our estate," she said. "My Lord has told me much about you and the discovery you are from a modern world was a welcome surprise. You are the only man that we know of from a modern world."

"Lady Buchanan," he nodded his head in greeting. "More than one modern world from the sounds of it. I don't exist in your world yet you don't seem afraid of my appearance."

"That's because my husband prepared me," she smiled. "So far as I know, none of the other women here are from the same world yet you and Dr. Foster are. There has to be a reason behind it."

"Hello to you Commander Rhodes," said Bruce, acknowledging that man. "I knew your equivalent in my world as well. He was a Colonel and was able to fly across the sky in a metal flying suit. Like you he was an honourable man."

"Thank you, Giant," said Rhodes then he smiled. "I would love to fly like a bird. Perhaps you recall how such a suit was built?"

"No, that was Tony Stark's invention," smiled Bruce.

Both Rhodes and Buchanan started at the mention of Stark and Bruce noticed their reaction. "Is there a Tony Stark in this world?"

"Aye, there is," said Buchanan. "I should have invited him. It's not too late. Excuse me while I seek out the falconer."

Rhodes and Buchanan left while Ileana escorted Bruce to his quarters. She noted that her husband had ordered the making of fine clothes for him should he wish to wear them. As they walked through the castle he invited some looks but most of the staff had become used to him when he helped them fend off the attacks of Lord Pierce and his men. They passed the room of the older Barnes and Ileana told him of the setback suffered the previous day.

"I am sorry to hear that," he said, then to her he lowered his voice. "You know it is a form of dementia. He won't get better."

"I know," she said. "My grandmother suffered from it. James loves him so much and it hurts him to see his father this way. He is thinking of asking the Sorceress to look into his father's mind to ease some of the symptoms."

"Perhaps she can look into my mind and give me the ability to turn back into a regular man," he replied. "I once was a normal man until my experiments turned me into a raging version of what you see now. I was able to combine the two but when I was dropped here the raging version came out and I am more like him than I am comfortable with."

"You can ask her," said Ileana. "She is coming with the King. They will be here soon. Here is your room, Bruce. Tell me, how long have you been here? What year was it in your timeline that you split and ended up here?"

"I've been here ten years," said Bruce. "It was 2024 when I was last in my world. What do you mean by split? Am I still in my world?"

"You may be," she replied. "Apparently I am although I am in a coma. Dr. Foster's counterpart disappeared in the Snap. Whatever that was. The Sorceress can tell you."

Bruce the Giant watched her leave before he entered his room, thinking it strange to hear of the Snap in this world and that Jane Foster disappeared before he did, yet he ended up here sooner. Someday, he would turn his attention to figuring out the physics of the wormholes or portals that brought the modern people here. He smiled at the large, reinforced bed and furniture. Then he saw the door to his dressing room, finding a large bathtub already full of hot water. Hanging nearby was new clothing and he picked it up, admiring the quality. Buchanan had gone out of his way to make sure he felt like an honoured guest. He took his breeches and tunic off, then slid into the water revelling in its warmth. How long since he had a proper bath? Too long, he answered to himself. If this Sorceress could return him to normal he would be much more useful in the scientific work to come. Perhaps he could even live amongst men again. Certainly, he could live here with Buchanan, who had never been afraid of him in his altered state. It was something to consider and Bruce Banner thought of the possibilities as he enjoyed his bath.

After leaving the Giant, Ileana sought out Mary to prepare another room for Lord and Lady Stark. She was sure the inquisitive mind of Stark's would want to be here and if his presence excited Bruce then much could be discussed. Her next stop was the kitchen to tell Cook about the addition of more people. The first thing she noticed were the young women were now wearing leather breeches as they stirred the sauces over the wood fire. She smiled at how quickly James had given his permission. Cook came out of the larder and beamed at her.

"It was barely an hour later when the tanner dropped off the softened leathers," she said. "The seamstress had the pattern from your breeches and even made them undergarments to protect their lady parts from chafing. The girls tell me they are most comfortable and freeing. We may have started something, M'Lady."

"Many changes are coming, Cook," said Ileana. "There may be two more for meals. I hope that you can accommodate them."

"I always make more," she said. "The leftovers usually go to the poor seeking alms but even then I have more than enough left to feed the castle dogs with the scraps. We will have plenty for everyone."

"How many poor need our food to live?" asked Ileana. "Are there many?"

"About a dozen," replied the cook. "Some have lost a limb to accident or disease. Some are troubled in mind and spirit. They don't go hungry but I don't think they have a place to sleep in."

"I will speak to My Lord about it," said Ileana. "Surely, we have the means to help them."

Cook nodded her head to Ileana and watched as she left. Lord Buchanan had chosen well when he married her as she was very much of the same mind as him. There had been dozens of poor begging at their door when he was made Lord and he had helped many. These remaining dozen had persisted in their misfortune not for any lack of trying. Perhaps a new approach could help. The tell tale sound of a pot overflowing beckoned to her and she rushed to it stirring it down.

As Ileana went up the stairs to the main floor of the castle a servant came down, advising that the King and Queen's arrival was imminent. Quickly she made her way out to the courtyard where her husband already waited.

"Everything ready?" he asked quickly. "I await Lord Stark's reply but he shouldn't take long. A messenger hawk only takes a half hour to get to his castle."

"Yes, My Lord, everything is ready for them," she said. "Mary has assigned their dressers and they await in their dressing rooms to assist them out of their travelling clothes. I left Bruce in his room. Both Mary and Cook have been told to expect two more."

The King's entourage arrived, consisting of him and the Queen, King Thorn, Dr. Foster, the Sorceress, four Queen's Guard and four King's Guard. Rhodes, who stood behind them, stepped up and whispered that he could accommodate all the guards easily in the garrison. Buchanan acknowledged it. When the group reached him, he bowed and Ileana curtsied. The King dismounted and helped the Queen down, as King Thorn did for himself and Dr. Foster. Buchanan offered his arm to the Sorceress which she accepted.

"What, no Giant to greet us?" joked the King.

"His presence upsets the horses," said Buchanan, "otherwise he would have surely been here. He will meet us in the reception area inside. I have taken the liberty of sending an invitation to Lord and Lady Stark. Bruce has indicated he knew a Tony Stark in his world and that his scientific mind was of great service."

"He knew the counterparts of both Kings as well," said Dr. Foster, "and the Sorceress if I'm not mistaken. I'm looking forward to seeing him."

"As am I," said the Sorceress. "I can already feel his mind and it is full of questions for me." She put her head close to Buchanan's ears. "There is little I can do for your father, I'm afraid. I can ease his fears but his condition is not one that will get better."

"I expected as much but anything you can do will be appreciated, thank you," said Buchanan.

The King offered his arm to Lady Ileana as Lord Buchanan did to the Queen and they entered the castle. Buchanan's servants were already aligned in the entry way and bowed or curtsied before both Kings. They made their way to the reception hall where Bruce the Giant stood waiting in his new clothes. He seemed unsure of himself but he did bow nervously then looked sharply at both the Kings and at the Sorceress.

"You recognize us, Giant," said King Steven. "Am I friend or foe?"

"Friend, a good friend," said Bruce. "It's a little disconcerting to see you as a king, and King Thorn. We were warriors together on another planet for a time. Sorceress, you are as beautiful as you were in my world, and just as gifted from what I hear. Dr. Foster, at last we meet."

"Dr. Banner," she said, coming forward, extending her hand. "I'm so glad you're here. It doesn't seem as impossible now that I know I can count on collaborating with you."

Servants appeared to escort the newcomers to their rooms to freshen up and they left. At the same time the falconer arrived to say Lord Stark had sent a messenger hawk to say he and his Lady were on their way. Ileana and Buchanan looked at Bruce.

"Looks like everyone wants to meet with you," said Ileana. "All this time you hid in your hut and they didn't know of your knowledge and intellect. But, perhaps this is your time to shine."

"I think tomorrow we should go see that missile silo," said Bruce. "If that's what it is. Regardless, there should be some modern technology in there we can use or adapt."

Bruce stayed in the reception room and walked around, looking out the windows and examining the tapestries. He became aware he was being watched and turned to see the Sorceress observing him. He bowed to her and she smiled then came forward.

"You need not fear me," she said. "I see your human self in you and even though your green beast is fearsome in look and manner his heart is pure and I do not fear him. Would you want the ability to shift back to your human self while we search for answers to the possible destruction of our world?"

"Is it possible for you to give me that ability?" he asked. "I had it, once upon a time, but didn't have good control of it. That's why I combined the two but I found since I came here my control is uncertain. I think my scientific mind is of more importance in this than the Hulk's strength."

"I believe it is possible," she said with caution. "However, it may be likely that your Hulk will be with you forever. I can try it now."

"Perhaps in a less public space," said Bruce. "My clothing is Hulk sized at the moment."

The Sorceress laughed her musical laugh. "I can adjust that," she said.

He nodded and nervously waited. She motioned for him to lower his head, placing her soft cool hands on his forehead and temples.

"Educ hominem. Bestiam cela," she said.

"Bring out the man. Hide the beast," repeated Bruce. "As simple as that?"

"You know the language of incantations?" she said, impressed. "Do you feel different?"

Slowly his being transformed from a large green beast to a shorter man with grey hair. As he watched his hands transform along with his clothes a smile crossed his face. The sorceress conjured a mirror out of the air and held it in front of him. He looked and shook his head.

"I can't believe that worked," he said. "How long will it last?"

"I don't know," she replied. "Your counterpart in your modern world is also back to being a man but I believe he found a way to control the change. It is unsure because that world is undergoing an assault from other worlds, other universes. It is starting to affect things here also. We may not have as much time as I had thought."

The news that he still existed in the other world barely registered before King Thorn and Jane Foster arrived. Her eyes grew wide when she saw the human Bruce Banner.

"It worked!" she exclaimed. "The Sorceress said she would try to change you back and it worked. I'm so pleased. How do you feel?"

"Strange as it's been about 10 years as the Hulk," he said. "But probably better able to work with you and anyone else.

The King and Queen, Buchanan and Ileana arrived next and were surprised to see Bruce already transformed into his human shape. Buchanan stuck his hand out to shake Bruce's hand.

"You're much shorter as a human," he said, smiling. "But you have a pleasant countenance. I guess we won't need that reinforced chair for you at dinner."

"I guess not but I appreciate the effort," said Bruce. "I'll need some normal sized clothes, if you don't mind. The Sorceress shrunk these."

A servant announced the arrival of Lord and Lady Stark. He was disappointed not to meet Bruce the Giant but surprisingly Lady Stark recognized Bruce as Dr. Bruce Banner in her world.

"You know me, Madam?" asked Bruce. "In my world you are Pepper Stark, widow of Tony Stark, inventor, and the man who saved our world from Thanos, a madman."

"I'm not alive in your world?" asked Lord Stark, not happy at the news. "But I was a hero?"

"You were," said Bruce. "A genius and a hero who gave his life to save the world, willingly."

"Well, this Stark is a genius," said Lady Stark. "In my world you are also a genius and if I'm not correct, I believe you, Dr. Foster, are also up there at a genius level. Surely, the three of you can come up with something."

"Well, we need an observatory with a Newtonian telescope," said Bruce. "It doesn't have to be large, just large enough. Maybe 20 inch main mirror. There are opticians here although it may be stretching their capabilities to grind out a large primary and secondary mirror. Certainly the eyepieces will be within their abilities."

"Not to mention a vacuum chamber to apply the silvering," said Jane. "Or a drive to track the asteroid."

Lord Stark looked at both of them with eagerness. "Can you draw pictures or give me a detailed description of these things you mentioned?" he asked. "I'm very interested in trying."

"After dinner," said King Steven and King Thorn at the same time.

They both laughed and put their hands out to their ladies. Buchanan and Stark did the same. Bruce looked at the Sorceress and offered her his arm, feeling a little overwhelmed at the novelty of being a regular man again. She took it and the group moved to the dining hall where Buchanan had the oversized chair removed and a normal one put in its place. The meal proved to be a lively affair with much conversation between the modern world people on the things they had left behind and the conveniences they missed.

When coffee was served at the end of the meal they all agreed it was a drink that would forever be in their world. In many ways coffee had helped them with their relations with the outlanders as it grew in their southern lands, or was acquired through trade with other lands even further south. Trade agreements were being arranged to bring coffee and other food goods into their northern lands in exchange for precious metals.

"King Thorn, what came of your expedition to the coast to check the breakwater?" asked Buchanan.

"It was destroyed," said Thorn. "Completely in pieces. The Sorceress used her abilities and determined it was a tidal wave that destroyed it."

"A tsunami?" said Bruce. "That's not good. What would cause a tsunami in these parts?"

She looked at King Steven and King Thorn for permission to speak. They both nodded. "It was a precursor to the rock that comes towards us," she explained. "The world that Bruce Banner and Jane Foster come from is undergoing an assault from other universes. Like ripples in the water the assaults are affecting our universe and it sent a much smaller version of the asteroid to our world. It hit the ocean a far distance from here but it sent out a destructive wave that destroyed the breakwater. At least the structure protected us from any further damage. Several of the outlander kingdoms were also affected by it. It is why they are so eager now to set up trade agreements with us, to rebuild their coastal cities."

"The asteroid that threatens us," said Buchanan, "it's been affected as well, hasn't it?"

The Sorceress nodded. "We had several years before. Now we have less time," she said. "My future seeing is unsure as to when. That is why we must meet sooner than the time originally given. We must go see the structure found on your lands, Lord Buchanan. If it is one of those missile silos then we need to learn how to control the weapon inside. It may be our only chance to destroy the rock that threatens us all."

They retired from the dining hall to the large Library where Bruce, Jane and Lord Stark used pencil and paper to draw a Newtonian telescope and the principles behind it. As they did so the delight and excitement on Stark's face was evident. When they described a vacuum chamber which would be needed to distribute silver in an even blanket over the mirror surface Stark again reacted with glee.

"What wonderful ideas," he said. "I can begin work on these immediately upon my return to my estate. Giant, sorry Dr. Banner, would you come back with me so that we could exchange ideas and work together on this? I feel I have found a kindred spirit in you. Buchanan, you must come also. It is time I showed off my laboratory to you. Dr. Foster, surely King Thorn can do without you for a short time. I know your marriage is imminent but we need your mind on this."

She looked back at Thorn and he nodded indulgently. The marriage could happen anytime. The work to save their world needed to happen now. As the three of them continued talking and planning the others visited for a time then excused themselves to bed. Buchanan and Ileana walked to their rooms and gratefully accepted the help of Beth and Tom in disrobing, apologizing for the lateness of their efforts. They lay in bed not feeling the urge to couple and spoke quietly about all that had happened that day.

"When we ride out to the structure I'm sure we will get some answers," said Buchanan. "I, for one, look forward to climbing down into it."

Ileana had a thought. "James, I won't be coming with you," she said. "If there is a missile in there you must be careful. Open the lid, let it air out before you climb into it. Let Bruce and Jane guide you. Those missiles have fuel in them which could be toxic to you. They are definitely toxic to the baby."

"Surely there would be evidence of harm," he replied. "We would see the substance that came out of there."

"There are somethings which are invisible," said Ileana. "Like radiation. Noxious fumes aren't always visible. Listen to Bruce on this, as he will know. Just promise me you'll be careful."

"I promise," he said, holding her closer.

In the morning, after breakfast, which Stark wanted to have in the kitchen so he could visit with Cook again, the entourage met in the courtyard. Like Ileana, Queen Peg chose to stay behind, unsure if the structure would be safe enough for her liking. She and Ileana both had plans to change into their breeches and engage in some training with the Queen's Guard soldiers who had accompanied her and King Steven to the Buchanan's estate.

The rest of the group, with the King's Guard accompanying them rode out to Farmer Patrick's lands where he and his sons had succeeded in uncovering the top of the structure. The farmer was ecstatic at the arrival of two Kings, and two Lords at his farm. Even the fine ladies wearing breeches were different from his normal day. He and his sons wore their best clothes and were thrilled to be acknowledged by King Steven. Both Bruce and Jane had considered the possibility of the site being contaminated with either fuel fumes or radiation. Since the Hulk was impervious to most things that would harm ordinary humans and would likely reappear if anything was there Bruce decided to take the risk on his own. He stripped out of his clothes down to a plain tunic and breeches. Farmer Patrick's sons lifted back the metal lid and everyone stepped back. After a few minutes of Bruce climbing down the ladder he looked through an access door and saw the tell tale nose cone of a missile.

"There's a missile in there," he yelled. "About twenty feet down. It will take me some time to get to the bottom or to a control room. Of course, if you're still waiting in an hour you can assume I'm dead."

He stepped back onto the ladder and kept climbing down. He looked up at one point and saw their heads looking down at him. As his eyes grew accustomed to the dimmer light he sniffed the air but didn't smell any fumes. He finally reached a level that had rooms on it and entered. There was a switch that said lights and he pulled it. Nothing happened then he heard the sound of a generator starting somewhere and suddenly all the lights came on. There were a couple of bodies on the floor, mummified from the long entombment. By his estimate they had been there for maybe several hundred years. There was a newspaper beside one of them; the New York Times, dated January 11, 2031. He kept exploring, entering an office where a desiccated body in a military uniform was sitting on a chair. There was a hole in its skull and a gun on the floor.

"Took the easy way out," he said to himself, then saw a paper on the desk with writing on it.

Gently he pulled it off the desk and read it.

To Whom It May Concern,

In the end it wasn't our enemies who killed us, it was nature. An asteroid made of non-reflective materials, approached Earth unseen and slammed into us one morning. January 12, 2031. Of course, at first, the powers that be said it was the Russians, or the Chinese, or some unknown terrorist group. But it wasn't. There are survivors but I won't be one of them. Because I failed to protect my country from attack I've made the decision to pay with my own life. I pray my wife, children, and grandchildren didn't survive the cataclysm. Survival will be difficult, if not impossible. God help them.

General Robert Thomas Lowell

United States Air Force

January 15, 2031

Bruce sighed. An asteroid hit. That is what turned this world into what it was now. He left the office, exploring the hallways until he found the control room. Seeing a mike connected to an intercom he clicked the button to turn the system on. A hum that he hadn't heard in a long time began and he clicked the switch to make the mike live.

"This is Bruce Banner," he said. "I'm assuming you can hear me from speakers in the silo. It's safe to come down. There are some answers here. I'm on the first level."

He was joined a few minutes later by the others, sharing the letter. Lady Stark and Jane Foster both looked at the control room, never expecting to see its like again. The others, from this world, looked in wonder at the furnishings and controls. Bruce had to warn them not to touch anything.

"I don't know how long ago this happened," he said. "But what threatens this world is what destroyed theirs. These are your ancestors and they didn't expect anyone to survive. But some did because you're here today. I say we explore the rest of the complex, find out what we can then meet back at Buchanan's castle."

He formed three groups with a modern person with each group and they spread out, went down stairwells to other levels, in a search for information. Their survival depended on it.

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animealways · 1 year

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Were not family, were a team

Avengers x stark!reader/natasha x stark!reader, tony x gn!kid!reader well to tony were still a kid (the avengers came together again but adjusting to the situation was more difficult for some especially for the person with trust, paraniod, family, anxiety and abandonment issues)

It has been a few months since thanos died. It was quite brutal considering you decapitated him with your nano tech shield. It was the most brutal way you ever had to kill someone.

You weren't stupid, you're a avenger. You knew you had killed people before, hell the sokovia accord made that clear as daylight but it was never with intend. Thanos left you with no choose however as he was about to do the same thing to your father but having nebula, thanos daughter witness the whole thing only made you feel more guilty.

Its why after everything cooled down, you apologized to her. Natrualy she was confused as to why, after all it was very necesscary and completely understandable as to why you did it. All you said was "he's still your father." Nebula just nodded and walked away. You knew thanos death hurt her. You yourself know all to well whats like to have family that hurts you but still care about them at the end of the day. It was like that with your own father from time to time.

So to say you weren't feeling well would be accurate especially since all this could have been avoided if the avengers stayed together by discussing instead of fighting.

Wich you were reminded of everytime the team was together. After thanos was defeated you, your dad and steve made a pact that the avengers had to stay together no matter what.

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It was a relax friday. Everyone was sitting and talking to each. You're sitting on the couch with your arm wrapped around natasha shoulder and your head leaning on her shoulder all the while she was talking to wanda.

Peter kept asking for stories about mission, training and whatever came to his mind, curious about the avengers he didn't get know when he became spiderman. You couldn't help but smile. It reminded you of when tony told you stories of his mission when you were a teen. Looking back it was a really bad idea since that lead to you making your own version of the iron man suit but hey what happend happens.

''you guys almost sound like family.'' wich you couldn't help but scoff at.

''is there something little stark?'' you looked at cap with face that screamed 'really?'.

''i just don't think most of us are family, well not anymore atleast.'' natasha frowned at you. ''what makes say that?''

''i'm just saying that family doesn't try to tear each other down after 1 fight.'' peter sat there looking at you, rubbing his neck ackwardly since you do make a point. tony looked at you not saying anything along with the rest of the avengers. steve decided to speak up since no one els did.

''look y/n i know its was a mess but we did our bes-''

''no you didn't!'' you stood up now pissed.

''half of you guys just picked a side, not thinking what it ment to the rest of the team. instead you fought anyone that didn't ultimately agree with you, we're acting like a bunch of dumbass childeren. despite the fact it was a goverment contract. yeah i hate ross as much as the next person for that shit but it was still a contract he gave us. we could have negotaited to change the terms so that wanda and pietro wouldn't be treated like animals in a cage while also still have our own agency over our work.''

no one said a word, just staring at you. ''did all of you seriously forget that? oh and lets not forget how many of us actually tried to keep the team together, you know the avengers, earth first line of defence. half of the planet including the rest of the universe could have been death because of us.''

you walked out of the room done with this conversation. natasha went after you while everyone els let your words sink in. you took a sip of your beer looking at the night sky. natasha stood next to you on the balcony. she grabbed your hand, rubbing it with her tumb.

''i know you're angry and i also know there is more to it then that.''

you sighed, having black widow as your girlfriend ment she could read you like a book. ''i wish i had done more. for wanda, pietro, dad, you, everyone. all of this could have avoided if i-''

natasha grabbed your neck with both her hands to smash your lips together passionately. ''don't blame yourself, like you said all of us we're acting like 'dumbass childeren' for not seeing the bigger picture and letting our emotion get the better of us. all of should have done better maybe then we would be better prepared for thanos. you did your best.'' you stared in her lushes green eyes before sighing again.

''yeah i did my best, but somehow it never feels like its enough.''

''thats because you can't face the earth probleems on your own and if the rest of the team isn't doing their best it goes wrong. we are all to blame for what happen but it doesn't mean we don't care about each other.''

''i know i still care for them. it... it just doesn't feel right to call this a family anymore. all my life my dad was the only family i had and sure he fucked up a bunch of times majorly but at the end of the day he would try to make sure to see things from my side. he tried to make sure my needs we're met but with the sokovia accord everyone got stuck in their own bubble of emotions. if my dad ever did that i... i probably already be dead considering all the enemies we have.''

''thats alright, you're entitled to your feelings. as long as you don't stop caring.'' she hugged you foreheads touching. ''you know i always care. im just really pissed now too.''

''can i have a word with junior?'' both of you look to see your dad, standing there looking with a face that abit looked simealer to the time he got so drunk on his birthday he blew up the house.

natasha nodded, leaving you and your dad alone on the balcony. he walked over to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. ''you're right, we should have done better, i should have done better.''

''all of us could have.'' you muttered. ''no, i saw how often you talked to ross. you gave your best while i... i shouldn't have let a break up bother me so much.''

''its understandable but it doesn't excuse you dumbass behaviour.''

''i know. i'm sorry kid. i promise no matter what happens i will do everything to keep the avengers together, if not for the team or earth i will for you and pepper.''

''and hopefully morgan soon.'' your dad smiled. ''yeah i hope i can finally give you a bigger family.''

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marvel-lous-guy · 2 years

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Pepper: When was the last time you slept?

Tony: I got a solid 7 hours last night

Pepper: you're lying

Tony: no I'm not

Pepper: yes you are. You have huge bags under you eyes

Tony: hey! These are not regular bags! These are gucci bags! So I'm better than everyone!

Peter: my bags are just walmart

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 1 year

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Be Mine ~Pepper Stark Nee Potts xFem Babysitter!reader

Babysitter!reader for Morgan Stark after Tony’s death; a sex starved Pepper and Reader end up fucking while Morgan’s asleep.

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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, age gap (all legal), smut, eating out, face sitting, smutty smut smut, etc…

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You were the babysitter for the one and only Morgan Stark.

A few months after Tony’s death when things had started to come back to a rhythm, Pepper had realized that she needed someone to watch Morgan on days where she worked late. (because as kind hearted Happy was, she just needed a second reassurance).

Pepper had found you on a babysitting website. You were in school, in your twenties, looking for a side hustle in babysitting.

Sh had set up a time for you and Morgan to meet, and you two had immediately clicked. And it just went off from there.

You would pick Morgan up from school and spend the weeknights with her until Pepper came home from her job.

It was really a lovely gig. You didn’t do it for the money anymore; you did it because you cared about Morgan and Pepper.

Tonight, Pepper had gone to a gala. It ended up going longer than anyone could have anticipated. You had put Morgan to bed and were desperately trying to stay awake on the couch.

Around 1am, you heard the click of the door. Your head shot up from its half asleep position.

“Ms. Potts! How was your evening?” You asked with a slight yawn.

But you couldn’t even register her words… All you saw was her body. What she was wearing. The way the dress clung to her curves deliciously…

“Love? How did Morgan go down?” Pepper interrupted your intrusive thoughts and staring.

You blushed and sheepishly replied, “Really well. Right at 8, Ms. Potts.”

Pepper scoffed at your formality, “Please Dear, call me Pepper.” She exclaimed as she joined you on the couch with a sigh.

You both sat in silence.

“Long night?” You spoke out.

Pepper sighed again, “Yea. Sorry for making you stay here so late…”

“Hmm, don’t worry about it. I like being here.” You hummed in response.

You looked up at Pepper who was meeting your gaze.

“Ok well, I guess I better go.” You declared, getting up and walking past Pepper.

But before you could get far, Pepper grabbed your wrist.

“What If… you didn’t leave?” She whispered.

Your eyes widened and your mouth went dry.

Pepper tugged you closer to her, but you tripped and ended up falling on top of her.

“Shit! Im so sorry…” you immediately apologized.

But all you were met with was a pair of dark, lustful eyes and a smirk on Peppers face.

“I don’t know… I’m ok with this, if you are…” she whispered, grazing her lips against yours.

“Yes…” you immediately murmured, and Pepper immediately closed the gap smashing her lips against yours.

You both moaned into the heated kiss, your hips bucking into Pepper’s lap needily.

Pepper met your bucking with hip thrusts of her own, eliciting more whispers and moans from the both of you.

“Shit, Morgan.” Pepper exclaimed in a hushed tone, “We need to be quiet.”

You nodded eagerly, already getting down to the ground and on your knees.

Pepper muffled a moan at the sight of you and your actions.

You made away with her dress swiftly and spread her legs out for your access.

It was your turn to stifle a moan at how soaked Pepper’s underwear was…

You ripped it off, getting impatient, and immediately attached your tongue to her clit.

Pepper had to bite her lip to keep herself from screaming in pleasure.

It had been ages since she’d felt so good…

You greedily lapped through her folds, not holding back.

Pepper met your tongue fucking with her hips bucking up to meet your tongue.

In a matter of minutes, you could feel her walls fluttering in desperation.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum…!” Pepper cried through her hand muffling her voice, as her head was thrown back in pleasure.

At this, you added your thumb to her clit and continued to ravage her pussy.

Pepper did her best to muffle her screams as her orgasmic high crashed through her entire body.

You felt her walls clenched around your tongue desperately, and you lapped up all her juices happily.

By the time you had helped Pepper down from her high, her breathing was erratic and her legs were shaky.

You climbed back into her lap and connected your lips to hers once again.

She moaned at the taste of herself on your lips.

Pepper than shifted so that she was leaning flat on couch and you were on top of her still connected to her lips.

“Sit on my face?” She breathlessly asked.

Your breath fled you at her words. You bit your lip and nodded eagerly.

“yes please…” you moaned in a hush tone.

You quickly stood up and undressed yourself, taking your short and underwear off. Pepper was drooling at the sight.

You then carefully swung one leg on the other side of Peppers face, so that you were straddling her.

Before you could do anything else, Pepper was already pulling your body down toward her tongue, which started to graze your soaked folds.

You spasmed from the first lap through your cunt, crying out in pleasure.

“Shhh, love. Try and be quiet for me?” Pepper cooed in between tonguing the entrance to your aching pussy.

You nodded bashfully and needily, bucking your hips into her face instinctually craving more.

“More…” you whimpered.

Pepper smirked and then dove into your throbbing cunt with her tongue.

You rode Peppers face desperately, whimpering and mewling her name and a string of obscenities.

Your hips jerked to meet the pace Pepper was tongue fucking your Tight hole.

“Shit! Im… Im—” You whimpered, losing your coherence.

“Cum for me, love…” Pegger panted in between lapping through your folds.

You followed her words like they were command, and came, riding through your high on her face.

Riding out your high, you collapsed on Pepper completely out of breath with a grin on your face.

Pepper chuckled and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time…” she panted.

You blushed at her confession, “Me too…”

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