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daryldamnson · 2 years

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MASTERLIST

EDDIE MUNSON:

Fics:

Surprise, Surprise (complete)

Summary: Eddie has to reckon with the fact that the rich cheerleader he thought he could brush off as another basic conformist has a few surprises up her sleeve. (6.6k words)

part i

part ii

part iii

part iv

part v

Sweet Boy

Summary: Requested! Eddie’s father shows up unexpectedly. At first Eddie freezes up, but when his dad starts harassing you, years of pent up anger gets released. soft ending! (1.1k words)

Primadonna

Summary: Requested! After Corroded Coffin gets famous famous, Eddie buys you stuff. Lots of stuff. You reassure him that all you really want is him. (0.7k words)

Put Your Head On My Shoulder

Summary: On the drive home from a day out with the regular troupe, you and Eddie get shoved in the back two seats. It doesn’t take long for you to drift off when Eddie offers himself up as a human pillow. pre-relationship fluff. (1k words)

Elm Street and Other Things Worth Waiting For

Summary: Eddie’s convinced he heard you listening to Black Sabbath. Steve’s not having it. You just came in to rent a horror movie; you leave with a maybe date with the metalhead who’s kind of already obsessed with you. (2.1k words)

Homespun Remedies

Summary: Requested! You get the hiccups. Eddie is a dork. cute and dumb fluff. (0.4k words)

Caught Up In You

Summary: Jason manages to corner you at a party. You’re saved by a knight in shining leather jacket who does very well at playing boyfriend. Maybe too well. (2k words)

made a wish on elevens - historical royal au

Summary: Eddie’s a servant. He knows what that means. He knows he can’t have you. He loves you anyway. hardcore pining. (1k words)

Sweet Nothing

Summary: Requested! A quiet day in where Eddie doesn’t feel the need to put on any airs because he’s with you, his favourite person. (0.5k words)

Steady (in progress)

Summary: soft post-s4 steddie/reader. no real summary yet. the name makes me laugh ok. 1.4k words and counting

Close Calls (in progress)

Summary: Eddie likes to pretend he hasn��t been crushing on you for the better part of a year. It becomes a much more difficult task after you begin tutoring him. 6.5k words and counting

Headcanons:

Eddie’s kinks

STEVE HARRINGTON:

Fics:

Crime and Punishment (complete)

Summary: One day when you’re in the library Steve Harrington attempts to engage you in a conversation about a book he’s clearly never read, because he’s crushing on you and all other attempts of striking up conversation have flown right over your oblivious head. Fluffy and short. Awkward!Steve. (3.8k words)

part i

part ii

part iii

part iv

part v

And Suddenly, I See It At A Glance (on hold)

Summary: Anastasia prompt - “ah, an unspoken attraction.” “attraction? to that skinny little brat? have you lost your mind?” Steve realises that yes, he does have feelings for Y/N.

part i

part ii

part iii

Headcanons:

Meeting you

Camp counsellor Steve

Steve confessing his love

Cuddling

Semi-public sin

Protective Steve (angsty version)

Lazy day in bed

He’ll be such a good dad

Comfort after a nightmare

Christmas Shopping

Steve’s kinks

DAIR:

Fics:

Lemons, Limes, and Tomatoes (complete)

Summary: She finds it hard to describe. Realising she likes Dan Humphrey. (0.4k words)

SPENCER REID:

Headcanons:

Reader is a youtuber

BUCKY BARNES:

Fics:

Five Times He Wanted To Kiss You + One Time He Did (on hold)

Summary: You’re a good friend of Tony Stark’s who decides to drop in for a while. Bucky can’t seem to help becoming captivated by you (and your lips).

part i

part ii

part iii

part iv

part v

part vi

Headcanons:

pining for you (pt. 1)

confessing his feelings (pt. 2)

BILLY HARGROVE (will be ooc bc i hate him really):

Headcanons:

Christmas Shopping

Meeting him (+Billy loves your ass)

Fics:

Safety Hazards and Lethal Smiles (on hold)

Summary: Billy Hargrove is an asshole of epic proportions. You know that. Everyone knows that. So why does your heart stutter every time grins at you? Man, are you in trouble.

part i

part ii

part iii

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taylorkellyreporting · 1 year

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i hope no one minds if i liveblog this bitch: black panther: wakanda forever

good lord i’m already sobbing this whole funeral scene is touching my heart

where’s nakia?

the dora are so badass

shuri trying to act like she’s okay when she’s clearly still grieving :(

what the…

“if your muscle brains were present they would still be there choking on their fuzzy adornments” “you bald headed demon” TEARS STREAMING DOWN MY FACE M’BAKU IS SO FUNNY ?!(&48*%#

“m’baku, what would you have us do?” “we should find the fish man and kill him” THE SILENCE AFTER HE SAID THAT FUCK

“so, when are we leaving so i can see my favorite colonizer?” i love shuri so much 😭😭

“you didn’t think to call?” “now why would i have your number?” pls okoye’s so funny

this isn’t at all important to the plot but shuri looks so fucking fine in that purple outfit and those shades leaning up against the car

okoye freaking out about the way she looks 😭😭

not it only taking me a fucking split second to start shipping shuri and riri fkgjvjdn their chemistry goes crazy

“aw shit, am i being recruited?” “no.” riri’s face pls she looked so embarrassed

THIS SHURI, RIRI AND OKOYE SCENE IS SO CHAOTIC I’M CRYING REAL TEARS

“YOU NEED TO BE CONSCIOUS OF THE WAY THAT YOU LOOK, WALKING AROUND HERE WITH ALL THAT ASH ON YOUR HEAD” ?&876$&*#<?£

“you got this!!!” “mm, with your heater” 😭😭

shuri, riri and okoye is a dangerous team up i’m obsessed with how badass they all are

OH SHIT RIRI????

i never wanna hear okoye scream shuri’s name like that ever again my God

DID THEY JUST KILL OKOYE???? WHAT THE FUCK

oh she isn’t dead okay i almost started sobbing

i thought okoye screaming shuri’s name the first time was bad but this time was so. much. worse.

MY GOD I NEVER THOUGHT RAMONDA WAS DIRECTING THAT SPEECH TO OKOYE I FEEL SICK

that scene broke my heart

NAKIA 🫶🏻

“it’s been six years since you left us” does that mean her and t’challa didn’t stay together after the first movie? cause i assumed they had gotten married. also her not going to the funeral explains why shuri kept ignoring her phone calls

“princess leia, belle from beauty and the beast, that white shit” 😭😭

whew that backstory was intense

“or you can wear a suit :D” lmao??

aside from the fact that namor literally kidnapped shuri, he’s a grown ass man who looks old enough to be her dad why would anyone ship them…

“he suffered in silence” God, i am not your strongest soldier

i’m sorry but namor is insane like he really thinks killing everyone’s gonna solve his problem? be calm.

“you said you wanted to burn the world, let us burn it together” uh i think the fuck not you trick ass bitch

“riri williams is a child prodigy who was running circles around all of her professors” tony stark’s daughter🫂

i don’t know who namor thinks he’s talking to like that??? if he don’t back tf up from ramonda

“the spy saves wakanda once again. the queen will reward her with lifetime banishment, i’m sure” m’baku is such an asshole skdjgjvjcns

“he was king and black panther to everyone. but to me…he was everything. my t’challa.”

WHAT THE SHIT

“you just hung up the queen.” “i just hung up on my mom. there’s a difference.” 😭

m’baku lifting up that person and throwing them around like a rag doll shouldn’t have been so hot

if m’baku dies…🔪

wakanda’s the most powerful country in the world and they’re being taken down by fucking fish?

FUCK NAMOR AND FUCK THE WRITERS THIS IS SO SICK

they’ve taken everything from shuri man what the hell

how can you kill off angela bassett…

“so now you have to hear from a child who scoffs at tradition” love this callback, hate the circumstance.

“i just buried the last person who truly knew me. my heart was buried with her” MOTHERFUCKER

seems like the writers decided that for the final part of this movie they’d just make everybody cry

shuri’s gonna put on that suit and it’s gonna break me for real

“so who taught you how to do all that you know?” “my big brother” GOD

is that motherfucking killmonger?!

not them making me laugh while simultaneously making me cry my eyes out

“can i get some of that, too?” 😭😭

shuri in the suit 🥹 t’challa would be so proud ☹️

“it is not what she would have wanted for you. it is not what i want” what if i cry????

“her dreams. her hopes for me…it doesn’t exist. it doesn’t matter.” my eyes are gonna be swollen by the end of this movie good lord

the way m’baku was looking at shuri after her outburst ☹️

“it will consume you.” “it already has.” this is not what i wanted for shuri i’m devastated.

“for the queen”

“that’s can’t be good.” you think?

OH MY GOD

they lost so many people ☹️

shuri fixing riri’s car oh they’re girlfriends

i’ve had enough of namor

“colonizer in chains…now i have seen everything” LMFAOOO I LOVE OKOYE SO MUCH

my God this moment of silence for t’challa/chadwick with these scenes of him…i’m a wreck. he’s so so missed.

HE HAS A SON OH MY GOD I’M SOBBING

no cause in bp 1 king t’chaka said “a man who has not prepared his children for his own death has failed as a father.” and nakia just said “your father, your baba, prepared us for his death, didn’t he?” i am a mess. t’challa was such a good man.

he’s so precious 🥹

“my name is prince t’challa, son of king t’challa”

this movie was such a beautiful tribute to chadwick and i absolutely love it 🫶🏻

#forgive me if any quotes aren’t exact dialogue the stream i used was low quality and it was hard to hear #wakanda forever lb #wakanda forever spoilers #bp:wf spoilers #t’challa #shuri #queen ramonda #riri williams #nakia black panther #okoye #m’baku #namor #everett ross #shuriri

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venusstorm · 2 years

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𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Part 1— Question Authority

Pairing: mob!Steve Rogers x mob!Reader

Summary: When the world renowned criminal Tony Stark takes you underneath his wing, you’re thrown into a world of riches, deception, and people who want to witness your demise. One of them being Steve Rogers.

Warnings: 18+, angst, mentions of blood, physical fighting

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It was no secret that Steve Rogers was feared by most. But so were you.

Although he was a staggering six-four, you had no issue standing up to the man. Whatever bullshit he spewed out you met with even bitter-tasting words. Sometimes you're competitors, other times you're partners. Neither negating the fact that you despised Steve Rogers and all the false glory he was surrounded by.

His empire was built on deception and lies just like them all. Code of honor was thrown out of the window years ago as a new generation of gangsters took their parent's place and began to rule.

Unlike them, you did not have the privilege of stemming from a long line of wealthy individuals. There was no generational wealth that would guarantee a safe life. You didn't sit your ass on diamond-encrusted toilet seats and you sure as hell never thought you'd be sitting at a table filled with the wealthiest people on the planet.

Your position was acquired solely by chance. See, long ago before you ever met Steve Rogers, you were merely the daughter of Tony Stark's best friend.

Your father knew what Tony was involved in and yet, he still stuck by his side. He had no intentions of being involved with the darker side of Tony's life. He took no money or assistance from his friend. Your father was set on doing everything by himself and you couldn't thank him enough for it.

Although he knew everything that went on in Tony's life, he firmly believed that ignorance is bliss and that protecting you was his sole priority.

Unfortunately, he didn't protect you for long.

After your father died Tony and his wife Pepper took you under their wings. You were so much like your father...but still Tony noticed slight differences. He saw a flame that was waiting to be ignited in your mind. You were powerful, he could tell just by looking at you that your capabilities were endless.

It's why he trained you. It's why he never bothered to hide who he was because he knew that you could handle it.

And "handle" is precisely what you did.

━━━Question Authority

Tony taps his fingers on the circular table as he waits for his guests to arrive. Chaos was erupting from all sectors and everyone was long overdue for a good, old-fashioned meeting.

His movements halt from the sounds of his secretary's heels entering the room. "Sir, they're on their way up."

"Fantastic. Maybe we can finally get some shit accomplished," he grumbles.

The secretary nods in agreement before opening the door wide open. Although she hid it well, she was terrified by the thought of waiting around in a room filled with powerful beings who could snap her head instantly. Sure it was her job but these people were reckless and without a conscience. One wrong move and her life is on the line.

"Stark!" A deep voice calls out— and the first to enter the lion's den. Brock Rumlow.

"Rumlow," Tony speaks. The two men shake hands before retreating to their seats at the round table. "How's your dad?"

"Still old," Rumlow shrugs.

"Always an asshole I see," another man calls.

Rumlow turns towards the door, rebuttal already in mind because the annoying tone of Bucky Barnes was engraved into his brain. "And I see you still have a stick up your ass Barnes."

Rolling his eyes, Bucky heads for the opposite seat across from Rumlow. If he wants to talk shit he's just gonna have to do it to his face the entire night. And thus a stare-off ensues between Bucky and Rumlow until another guest arrives.

Well— two to be exact. Natasha Romanoff and Yelena Belova...although with how much they stick together they're basically accounted for as one.

"Stark," they nod in unison. "I see we've made it just in time to see these two fools act like children," Yelena huffs.

"Always the pleasure to entertain you sweetheart," Rumlow smirks. The sisters scowl, taking a seat as far from Rumlow as possible.

Tony watches tirelessly as Barnes and Rumlow continue to argue while Yelena and Natasha chatter away. Time was being lost and so was his patience.

"Where's Rogers," Tony sighs.

"You know how he is," Bucky snorts. "Surprised you even got the man to come down here."

And as if on cue, Steve Rogers comes waltzing into the room with a snide look on his face. See, unlike the rest who respect Tony's hierarchy, Steve Rogers is set on tearing it down. Traditionalism is worn out and having an old man control the sectors was only making everything worse for him. He wants— no needs to see Tony knocked down a few pegs...or completely.

Steve claps his hands. "What're we waiting for? Let's get started."

Tony eyes each person in the room before speaking. This meeting might just be the most important thing he’s ever done, and if anything doesn’t go according to plan then everything he’s worked for could come crumbling down.

"As you know we've been suffering some extreme losses at our borders. We've always had groups fighting against us but there's been far too many to call it a coincidence."

"Twenty of my men died during the attacks from this week alone. We hiked it up to being some unruly people but you're right. There's been far too many," Bucky states.

"My widows have been looking into it. We don't have much yet but I have room to believe that these attacks are organized and planned. You're right Barnes, this isn't a few fed-up people with a bone to pick— they have an agenda."

Tony calls his secretary over, instructing her to bring him a map of every area that they control. The sisters brought up a good point. Planned attacks indicate an agenda, and agendas, if not dealt with properly, are extremely dangerous.

He unfolds the map hurriedly, fingers tracing over their hidden locations and warehouses for distribution. "Barnes, where exactly were your men stationed during the attacks."

"Around here," he points.

Tony nods, marking the area with a red circle before moving on to Natasha and Yelena. "What were some of the places where your widows took note of attacks?"

"Here, here....and here," Natasha states. Her finger trails down from north to south, pausing to tap on a location before continuing. Tony marks every single one, and when she's done, he stands up to take a good look at what he's drawn.

"So far it looks like these attacks are solely happening near warehouses surrounded by forests. Whether that means it's easier for them to sneak by and attack, or if it indicates that our threshold is weaker in those areas, we need to bulk up on security asap."

Everyone nods in agreement...except for one.

Tony sighs. "Something tells me that this is only the tip of the iceberg and if we don't act now, we're gonna see the consequences real soon."

Steve Rogers shakes his head in disagreement, a scoff sounding around the room as he stares at Tony. "I think the problem runs a whole lot deeper than this," he shrugs.

Tony raises an eyebrow, "Go on then Rogers. Tell us what you're thinking."

"What I think is that people are noticing that who we have in charge isn't as fit as he used to be."

Everyone's eyes widen in shock. Calling out Tony Stark is a death sentence and clearly, Steve Rogers had a wish.

"Look. Maybe ‘back in your day’ people respected the boundaries but all of that shit is worthless now. Doesn't matter what land you claim, or where your men are stationed. Everything's fair game. A lawful fight is outta the question and I'm starting to think whoever's planning these attacks is well aware of that."

The poor secretary turns to face the door as Steve lets everything off his chest. Maybe if she stands still none of them will notice her presence lingering in the background. Fuck she doesn't get paid enough for this bullshit.

"Someone's testing you Stark and it seems like you've already failed."

"He's got a point...." Rumlow mutters. "Hate to say it but he does."

Tony stands up abruptly, his eyes narrowing in anger. "Listen here, Rogers. Question my tactics and see what the fuck happens. Thought your father would've taught you better than that."

Steve jeers. "My father? Yea let's talk about our fathers Stark."

"You've sat here and ruled with every single one of our parents...and despite them finally taking a step down, your tired ass is still here. But I guess that's what happens when your wife can't have kids huh? That why you're so bitter? Everything you worked for evaporating into nothing cause you can't fuck a kid into her."

Before anyone could blink, Tony's chair pushes against the wall as he hurdles toward Rogers. Punches are thrown left and right, blood splattering across the white walls as the two men unleash their anger.

Steve grips onto Tony’s neck, choking him until he’s banging against his chest to breathe. Eventually Tony slips from his grasp, knocking his feet and sending him flying to the ground. Steve drags him with him, both men wrestling to come on top.

Finally, Steve manages to get on top of Tony. Without hesitation, his fist goes flying into his face. Shouts of agony sprout from Tony as Steve continues to slam his face into the ground. Even Rumlow has to look away in disgust.

He doesn’t stop until Tony’s hand flies up in surrender. His face now dripping bright red as he tries to collect himself.

"Do you all feel the same way?" Tony grits. First, he stares up at the man towering over him. His own blood covering Steve’s fist entirely. Then he stares at the others, their hesitant faces debating if they should state their truth.

But finally one speaks. Rumlows eyes Tony’s defeated position, and suddenly everything Rogers had stated seems blatantly true. Maybe it’s time for a new order after all. “I do,” he states.

Tony nods, his eyes wandering to Barnes. “Yes,” he agrees.

Lastly, Romanoff and Belova whisper amongst themselves until they finally state their choice. "You’ve helped us with a lot of shit Stark…but maybe it’s time.”

Steve finally lets that accomplished smirk loose. He had won.

"Someone’s gotta fill your position Stark. And since there’s no heir you have no choice but to surrender to one of us." he shrugs.

This meeting was far more than discussing the chaos brewing between the sectors but was more so a chance to finally announce the news that he had been aching to say.

Steve had always been headstrong but as of recently, Tony noticed that the others were slowly questioning his rule too. It was only a matter of time before he was challenged, and he knew that tonight would be the night for everything to go down.

"There's no need for that,” Tony states flatly.

The doors to the meeting room slowly open up, a flood of light shedding across the space. Steve’s shit-eating grin immediately falls upon seeing the figure walking through.

“I’d like you all to meet my daughter.”

Silence covers the room like a blanket—everyone staring at you attempting to put together what this all meant. You look nothing like Tony, that much was obvious. But the man was too righteous to lie. But then again, his empire meant everything to him. They wouldn’t put it past him to cheat his way into keeping it.

“What kind of sick game are you playing Stark?” Rumlow spats. “You don’t have a damn daughter so who the fuck is this?”

Steve stares down at his fist, an amused look on his face as he shakes the blood from his skin. “I’ll give it to you Stark, you sure as hell know how to put on a show.”

You eye Steve Rogers carefully. Tony had told you time and time again to watch out for him. He’s a wildcard, nothing like his father who Tony had respected greatly. And as you saw both of their beaten faces, you knew he was right to be wary.

But the blood didn’t phase you. Tony had made sure of that within each training session where you were forced to make every single victim shed blood. And occasionally, they shed yours.

Ignoring the shocked faces and scowls, you walk over to Tony and reach out your hand. He takes it and stands up, leaning into your ear and whispering two words. “Good Luck.”

“Like I’ll need it,” you smirk.

“She’s cute,” Natasha shrugs. “Where you been hiding her?”

Smiling, you turn to face the sisters. Their beauty is unmatched, proving every rumor true about how they commanded any room they inhabited. They piqued your interest the most. Although charming, you knew they were deadly.

“Yea Stark, please explain to the class what the hell is going on here,” Bucky barks.

“Listen, all you need to know is that Tony’s my father, whether that's by blood or not doesn’t matter. All the legal documents are in place and I am fully considered his heir.” Every word is spoken with confidence but still, Steve isn’t buying it.

“Even if she is your kid Stark, look at her. She’s weak. You think that’s capable of taking over everything you’ve built?”

“And who do you suggest do it?” you spat. “Clearly not you…can barely control your temper. What makes you think you can control this?” You throw your hands up into the air, signaling the mansion that each of you are currently standing in.

Steve steps up to you, his stature towering over you in a poor attempt at intimidation. Scoffing, you look up, your eyes screaming at each other with wrath. This man didn’t scare you. Hell, nobody does. Everyone, no matter how sinful, has a weakness that can turn them fragile. And lucky for you, it already seems like Steve is on the way to breaking.

“What? You gonna hit me just like you did Tony?”

Steve scoffs. “I’d break you in an instant sweetheart.”

He saw you as pathetic— a bug that he could easily squish. You can feel his breath on your skin. Hardly an inch separates your faces. His beard grazes over your skin as he awaits your response.

Your eyes narrow. “Try me,” you mouth slowly.

In an instant, Steve is on you. His fists, still immersed in blood, aim for your face. Quickly you dodge it, grabbing onto his hand and pulling him against your chest. You take your knee and slam it into his thigh while your arms wrap around his neck. He mumbles something incoherent but you easily caught the last phrase. “Fucking bitch.”

He aims for your legs, pushing you farther and farther across the room until you’re against the wall. You block his punches towards your face, arms across your head in a defensive position until you're able to break free from his grasp.

You take the opportunity to strike his face. He grunts in pain as blood begins to seep from his nose and make its way to his mouth.

“Fucking bitch,” you mock.

Throwing him against the wall, you go blind with rage. Tony knew Steve would challenge you. It was the only way that he could force him to surrender his position. You spent weeks studying his fight patterns and eventually everything he did became predictable. Just like it is now.

Steve’s body, once covered in Tony’s blood, is now showered with his own. And at last, he gave in. His body slumps against the wall, your body leaning on top of him as he mutters a near silent “Congratulations.”

You nod in commendation. A slight smile graces your face from the realization that everything had gone to plan. Everything belongs to you.

The both of you are still entangled together and you can no longer tell whose blood is whose. Not once breaking eye contact, you lift your hand and slide your finger across his lips, wiping off the blood from them.

He looks at you questionably as you disentangle yourself and head towards Tony’s seat as if it were your throne.

And as you sit yourself down, Steve’s eyes gleam with a hint of admiration.

#steve rogers x you #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x black reader #steve rogers x woc!reader #steve rogers angst #mafia fic #enemies to lovers #x reader

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irondad-defensesquad · 3 months

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// personal

i think i just realized the entire inspiration i have for my irondad fics, other than my childhood trauma.

at this point you all know my dad is an asshole, lol. but when i was in high school, i had... a father figure of sorts. he was my teacher and he just... really cared about me. like, obviously, not in an inappropriate way!!! nothing like that. he was just really kind to me, he encouraged me to create my own stories (i was drawing a whole original comic back then). he always asked about my well-being, considering i had a hard time at school (and at the time i had anxiety attacks). i have such good memories of him...

and i guess i kind of see our relationship in my irondad works.

i feel kinda stupid for not realizing that sooner... but i'm glad to know my passion for irondad doesn't come purely from spite out of my abusive father. i mean, that's still definitely there lmao. but in a way, i could say i had a tony stark in my life...

#lotus speaks #personal #i love oversharing THIS IS MY BLOG #/half serious #oh my god IS THIS WHY I'VE DREAMT THAT TONY WAS MY TEACHER????????????#now that makes a lot of sense...

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fbfh · 2 years

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dad!tony + stark!reader (ft. peter x reader x harley) hcs pt 2

wc: 1.7k

Genre: domestic fluff, (found) family, eventual enemies to lovers (Harley x reader) and mostly one sided pining to eventual lovers (peter x reader), enemies to eventual friends (peter + harley)

Warnings: former scary situations and battles (obvs), you're worried about Tony, Tony's worried about you, you and Harley are very similar and butt heads, tony is a good dad, yall do not get along at first, everyone has daddy issues, no infinity war/endgame, Harley peter and reader are seniors at this point, cap is a grandpa

A/n: i want to make this a full fic but you're getting bullet fics for now bc I have to get this idea out and I desperately wish I was writing full time already lol

Also who's ready for Iron fam content!!!!!!! Young avengers/gen z heroes content!!!!!!!! Me!!!!! I am!!!!!!!! Also I really hope they characterize Harley the way I'm imagining him bc the way he is in my head is elite

Tags: @yesv01 @afidiofobia @thatmultifandomloser @babiesimagines @lizziebitch33 @hopefullhearts @thatawkwardlittlefangirl @dustyinkpages @raajali3 @the-snake-pit

Siblings with my peter x stark!nepotism baby hcs

So go read that too if you want to lmao

Anyway

As previously stated, Tony is an amazing dad

Your formative years were often times spent accompanying him on business trips so you can go sightseeing and do fun stuff

You know, make boring meetings full of people with terrible opinions a little more fun

And you better fucking believe he's gossiping to you about EVERYTHING

He's called it quits on meetings for today so now you're eating takeout together in the hotel while he spills all the tea to you

"And Roberts was just on my ass all day about the same questions I already answered, so…" he shrugs, taking a bite of food

"Ugh," you shudder in your mutual distaste for the asshole, and mutter under your breath, “that’s probably why his wife left him”

He laughs so hard he almost chokes

Yeah taking you with him was definitely a good idea

Because of all the traveling and all the time spent in meetings

And the fact that you’re both incredibly elusive and have a ridiculously high net worth

You decide to pick up the occasional modeling gig when you’re traveling with your dad

He’s in meetings and press conferences about the future of stark industries and the avengers

And you’re doing shoots with chanel and dior

Sometimes photo shoots, sometimes perfume ads, sometimes you’re on the runway

It’s always fun and it’s nice to spend time with other people around your age in a similar position to yours

You didn’t expect to have made friends from something you picked up to pass time, but you got a few of the other models numbers and they’re pretty good friends

However, when you’re not jetsetting with your kickass dad

You’re probably spending time in the garage with him while he works

Sometimes you’re doing homework, or watching netflix, or working on your own projects alongside him

Sometimes you just like to listen to him talk

To you

To himself

To jarvis

To dum-e and u and butterfingers

Just being in his presence is so comforting

He notices when you stick around like that, knows what it means to you

He knows how much you worry about him, that you sometimes have jarvis secretly check his vitals

Just to make sure he’s okay yk

After everything that’s happened, you can get really bad separation anxiety with him

It feels like as soon as you’re out of each others sight he’s attacked or kidnapped or horribly injured or missing

Or you are

And Pepper’s great

She’s awesome

But she’s not your dad

Whenever something happens to Tony, you usually just end up worrying together

But there are sometimes where even Pepper has to join the fight

And then you end up exactly where Tony didn’t want you: alone and terrified with no one to comfort you or look out for you

And yes you’re strong

You’re so fucking strong and capable and brave

You even have your own suit

Strictly to keep you protected he’d reminded you many times

If you’re anything like me it’s 100% pink with a little heart cut out for the chest light

But the thing is you shouldn’t have to take care of yourself and protect yourself in times like that

He just

He wishes he had a few extra pairs of hands

So when things get dicey you still have someone with you

That’s actually a huge part of his motivation for recruiting Peter onto the team

He needs extra hands, extra help

After the whole vulture incident, he knows when this kid gets his mind made up on something there’s no distracting him from that goal

So yeah he blatantly disregarded everything Tony was telling him to do and can’t follow orders half the time, but he did sort of meet his goal of proving himself to Tony

How can he say no to that?

All this

Moving into the compound, hero training after school, meetings with the other avengers (!!!!)

Is a literal dream come true for Peter

For all the normal reasons

But also because guess who also lives at the compound??

You!!!

You, his beautiful ethereal brilliant celebrity crush

That he now sleeps a few rooms away from

Totally not heart pounding very normal situation he can totally handle without looking like a total dork in front of you

And living in the same building as you has done nothing but amplify his yearning

He was spacing out in a meeting once and Tony asked Vision to see what he was so wrapped up thinking about

It was yet another balcony soliloquy turned spiderman rescue daydream of you confessing your undying love to him, then him responding with something quippy and clever that makes you laugh that cute little laugh and look up at him with those gorgeous eyes, sparkling in the deep city lights while you look at him dreamily

Vision: it, uh… seems private.

Tony thought he was thinking about boobs or something

But no

He’s just very obviously mushy gushy in love with you

With the amount of longing sighs and heart eyes this boy shoots your way you’d think it would be obvious

Which is is

It’s very obvious to everyone except Peter, who thinks he’s hiding it pretty well

Peter has a habit of trying to impress you in training

Which either works great or is kind of embarrassing

His very, painstakingly obvious crush on you would be annoying

If he wasn’t so endearing

God you really did not expect the spider kid your dad mentioned in passing to be so… sunshiney???

He’s like a golden retriever puppy

You can practically see his tail wag when you enter the room

He’s so excited and eager to please and ready to prove himself

You kind of can’t get mad at him just because of how sincere he is

You and your dad won’t admit this for a while

But peter’s growing on you

Both of you

But he still has a lot to learn

And he still makes reckless decisions sometimes

And taking strategic, calculated risks can be okay on the battlefield

But not when you’re on guard duty

Not when you have one objective - protecting you from any harm until whatever fight that’s happening is over

Between that and the fact that unfortunately for Peter, Tony is in fact aware of his crush on you

Again, he’s not good at hiding it

Which is yet another motivator for him to bring in the next new recruit

Harley Keener

He’s a long way from the scrappy kid Tony met in Tennessee

And now that he’s a little older, it’s clear as day that he’s ready to join the ranks of the avengers

Like tony said, he needs as much help as he can get

Peter sees Harley and thinks friend?!

Text book golden retriever puppy

Harley sees Peter and thinks oh boy rivalry time

Harley takes one look you and his heart starts pounding

How could it not

He and peter are pretty similar in that way

Again, you’re the drop dead gorgeous confident cool nepotism baby of tony stark

Of course he’s going to have a thing for you

Honestly???? You think he’s kind of fine too at first

Then you both open your mouths

And you find each other insufferable

You’re both opinionated with a whole lot of confidence

it was sort of inevitable that yeah, you’d butt heads almost immediately

For a long time, Harley really never thought he’d see Tony again

And yeah, part of that was the fact that once an adult left him they never came back

So now that he has this opportunity

He’s not going to mess anything up

He’s going to excel

He’s going to so so far above and beyond that he cements his place on the team

He’s going to become such a valuable asset that they couldn’t dream of benching him

Which means he does everything he’s told to

And he does it to the nines

Yeah he has his personal strengths and weaknesses that he’s working on

But everyone on the team is surprised by how well he executes orders

Even Cap the grandpa

Who’s always going on about how kids these days don’t listen

Which is always met with an “okay boomer” from everyone in a 5 mile radius

Has no criticisms for Harley in that department

And Tony notices this

And he files that information away for later

Peter notices something else about Harley

Which is the way he looks at you when you’re not looking

Peter doesn’t like that

Between that and Harley’s very ambitious no bullshit attitude that seems to conflict instantly with Peter’s optimistic friendly attitude

They don’t like each other that much

And you and Harley definitely don’t seem to like each other much

And peter can’t even talk to you yet without choking up or blushing

So yeah

The next generation of avengers isn’t off to the best start

It goes on like that for some time

You and harley butting heads, hoping you don’t notice the pink flush to his cheeks

Harley and peter butting heads, both determined to be tony’s favorite

Peter noticeably not being able to breathe right when you sit too close to him, something you’re actually starting to find

Cute???

Wow maybe you are going soft

The three of you doing homework together in the same room, silence deafeningly loud

The tension is ramping up

To the point where the others are starting to notice

Nat checks on you guys while you’re doing homework together and is immediately thrown off by how tense the room feels

Nat: “...you guys okay?”

You, Peter, and Harley who just spent like 10 minutes roasting the shit out of each other in a way that’s totally not secretly flirting: “Yep, why do you ask :)”

It’s really just a matter of time before something happens

The next avengers battle, for tony to finally put in place the plan he’s been laying the groundwork for since he recruited Parker and Keener

Maybe a love confession or two

Time will tell

Very, very quickly if the way you’ve been looking at each other is anything to go by

#dad!tony stark #stark!reader #peter parker x stark!reader #peter parker x reader #tony stark x stark!reader #tony stark + reader #tony stark + stark!reader #peter parker #harley keener #harley keener x reader #harley keener x stark!reader #peter x reader x harley #peter x stark!reader x harley #mcu x reader #mcu x teen!reader #mcu x stark!reader #marvel x reader #marvel x stark!reader

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themculibrary · 3 months

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Fics Named After Foods (2) Masterlist

part one

60 Beans and a Cup of Magic (ao3) - crinklefries steve/bucky T, 28k

Summary: In a little corner of Brooklyn, Bucky Barnes is a baker, Steve Rogers is a witch, and over the course of a year, they bake some goods, drink a lot of coffee, and discover, between them, a little magic.

or;

steve rogers--once a disaster bi always a disaster bi; and now a disaster bi with magic

A Bun (Well, Cookies) in the Oven (ao3) - EachPeachPearPlum pepper/tony G, 1k

Summary: Pepper is tired, achy, and has had more than enough of people telling her she's glowing. Fortunately, Tony is a genius, and knows just how to cheer her up.

It's just a pity cooking isn't one of his strengths.

American Pie (ao3) - MoreThanAFeeling (Daretodream66) steve/bucky G, 5k

Summary: Steve starts making cooking videos and Bucky starts working at the Tower as the new chef.

Bagels and Bandaids and Bad Guys and Breakfast (ao3) - florahart clint/phil M, 7k

Summary: Clint owns a bakery/coffee shop, and he needs the following: an accountant, an occasional medic, and for those assholes in the track suits to just gtfo.

Phil shows up looking for part time work just in time to meet some of those needs. And maybe some other needs too.

Baking Powder (ao3) - dara3008 steve/tony T, 2k

Summary: Steve witnesses a strange sight in the middle of the night... Tony Stark baking. Maybe it's time to get to know the man better.

cherry red as sweet as sin (ao3) - soniclipstick (veriscence) clint/phil E, 3k

Summary: Clint is the sexiest thing on the planet, Phil's always known that. But the reality of a Clint with kohl-rimmed eyes and cherry red lips slams into the pleasure centres of Phil's brain like a freight car so hard it takes him a full twenty seconds to recover.

It's not surprising how quickly the fleeting fancy of Clint and skin and heat becomes reality after that.

coffee and cupcakes (ao3) - HeartonFire bucky/clint T, 3k

Summary: After leaving his government job, Clint decided to open a coffee shop, but it turns out, running your own cafe doesn't mean getting free coffee forever. You have to actually have customers.

When Clint is almost ready to give up the whole idea of the coffee shop, Natasha suggests he add some pastries to the menu, and she just happens to know a guy who can help.

Coffee Spoons and Fish Fallacies (ao3) - 27dragons bucky/tony T, 3k

Summary: Harley and Peter think their dads would get along great, since both of them are uber nerrrrrds. They set up a date, and eagerly await the outcome.

Cookies and Cthulhu (ao3) - diner_drama steve/bucky, peggy/natasha T, 11k

Summary: The Rise Bakery was a homely type of place, for an establishment run by three ex-assassins.

After retiring from Special Forces with a sizeable pension, a lot of weight on his conscience, and a top-of-the-line prosthetic arm, Bucky Barnes was ready to start doing some good.

Food American Style (ao3) - vanillafluffy clint/phil, bucky/maria T, 3k

Summary: The Sniper!Bros get a food truck.

Just Keep Trying 'til You Run Out of Cake (ao3) - K_R_Closson bucky/clint M, 11k

Summary: Clint Barton sometimes has a name on his wrist. Sometimes he has a couple letters. Sometimes he doesn't have anything at all. By the time he's an adult and working for SHIELD, he figures his soulmate is a ghost. Figures he's never going to meet whoever it is.

He's got it half right.

Promises and Pie-crust (ao3) - Merideath darcy/steve T, 9k

Summary: “Hey Lewis! We need you out here. Got a big order. And you gotta see this guy.” Kelly shouted as she held open the swing door. Darcy huffed and grabbed a cloth, wiping her hands clean and straightening out her blue and red uniform.

“What’s the problem? Did you not read the sign?” Darcy snarked pointing up at the blackboard that read ‘Menu: Slice of Pie and Coffee. If you don’t like it, get out.’

Salami (ao3) - L1av steve/bucky E, 25k

Summary: Everyone hears stories about the idiots who have to go to the ER to get random objects removed from their asses. If someone told Bucky he’d be spending his weekend in the hospital for one of the most embarrassing occurrences of his life, he’d probably laugh in their face and tell them to go fuck off. But here he is, in the ER with eleven inches of packaged, cold salami stuck up his ass. To make matters worse, his nurse is really hot. Really hot.

Join Bucky for one of the most awkward and yet comical experiences of his life that leads to self-discovery, trust and maybe even love.

Sauced (ao3) - ABeckoningCat G, 742

Summary: Clint encounters three drunk girls in a hotel elevator.

Spice (ao3) - im95notdead G, 2k

Summary: Try though he might, Bruce struggled to be around Wanda.

Sprinkle of Love (ao3) - NachoDiablo steve/sam T, 3k

Summary: Bakery AU where Sam realizes that maybe he and Steve aren't quite so platonic after all.

Starbucks Is Canon (ao3) - 74days steve/bucky T, 8k

Summary: Bucky's been trying to book Captain America actor Steve Rogers on his show for longer than he can remember. But when the actor does agree, he's not expecting their first meeting to be quite so... well documented... by social media.

Tea and Circumstance (ao3) - Vee (Vera_DragonMuse) bruce/tony M, 6k

Summary: For the prompt: Bruce had to have worked his ass off in between studying his ass off, so why not at a coffee shop?

The original prompt was a bit longer, but would contain fic spoilers. It can be found here: http://avengerkink.livejournal.com/5758.html?page=9.

The coffee shop became a tea shop somewhere along the line.

Them Apples (ao3) - tielan maria/steve G, 2k

Summary: Supersoldiers cannot live on apples alone, but they can live on home cooking.

X-Mas Cookies (ao3) - Magan_Strimer G, 1k

Summary: Just a few avengers baking for the holidays with some guest star help. Do not leave Wade and Peter anywhere near loose flour. Cooking chaos ensues.

#themculibrary #marvel #mcu #masterlists #food tw #food #food masterlist

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Open Wounds - 10

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: nope

A/N: This has not been edited. Sorry.

You rested your hands on your hips as you looked around the room Stark had given you to store your shit until you could get it sorted. You had to admit that the billionaire was far different than you expected him to be after all of Fury’s grumbling. Even the thought of going through the boxes was exhausting. You left it for the day and headed to your room tucked between Clint and Nat’s. You had enough to deal with in there anyway.

Piles of clothes laid across your bed waiting to be sorted and put away. Bags of supplies you’d purchased to replace the things you needed immediately crowded on top of the dresser and desk. Bucky had helped you secure your weapons as soon as you arrived at the tower so at least some part of your life was organized. You groaned when you got back to your room and took in the mess. This was going to take forever. Maybe it was a bad idea to tell everyone you wanted to take care of it by yourself. If worse came to worst, you could always kick Clint out of his bed and sleep there tonight. Or you could share with Nat.

You took a deep breath and began sorting through the clothes on the bed. Half of them were your dad’s and could be packed away. You just couldn’t bear to get rid of them yet. You hung his leather jacket and one of his shirts in your closet. The rest of his clothes you folded and stacked in some of the empty boxes Tony had obtained for you. It took you longer than you wanted to stow them away but you kept pausing to press the fabric against your nose. You were certain if you breathed deeply enough you could still smell his cologne.

After you placed the last item in its box and sealed it shut, you wrote ‘DAD’ across the side. Then you wiped the tears from your cheeks and got back to work. The rest of the room went faster and it wasn’t long before you had everything in its place. You glanced at the boxes of your dad’s clothes and decided you’d take them to the other room tomorrow. You were done for the day.

A knock at the door caught your attention and turned to find Steve leaning in the doorway. He gave you a small smile. “How’s it going?”

“I’m getting there,” you answered. “I’m at the point I can function. I just have about a thousand boxes to sort through.”

“If you want any help, just let us know.”

“I’ll remember that.” His attention focused on something beyond you and you turned to see that he was looking at the photos on your nightstand. Besides the family picture, there was one of you and your dad laughing as you danced at some event. “That’s my family, for what it’s worth.”

He hummed in agreement. “I actually had a reason for bothering you. With everything that happened today, I realized that we never got a chance to talk to you about this morning. We’d like to have you on the team if you’re interested.”

You thought for a half a second before shrugging. “Sure. Why not? There’s some equipment I’m going to need. Fury took anything that had the remote possibility of belonging to SHIELD.”

“Of course. Just give a list to me or Tony and we’ll get it for you.” His smile widened as he pushed himself off the door frame. “Good to have you on board, Coulson.”

Once he was gone, you pulled out a notebook and started to make a list of what you needed. It wasn’t a long list, but it was an important one. Especially since Fury had taken all your tactical gear including your vests. Asshole. You wondered if you’d be able to forgive him this time.

A little over an hour later you were laying on your bed watching a movie on the giant screen on your wall when another knock came at the door. You looked over to see Bucky standing in the opening with a plate in his hand. You paused the movie and sat up. “Jarvis, lights please.”

You squinted against the sudden brightness as you stood. “Hey, Bucky. What’s up?”

“I thought you might be hungry. I brought you a sandwich.”

You took the plate from him and sat it on the desk. “Thanks. That’s sweet of you.” Pink colored his cheeks and you couldn’t help a small grin. “You can come in if you want.”

It was weird having only your room for your personal space, but you supposed you’d get used to it. It’s not like you had much of a choice. And now that you were part of the team, there was no hurry to find an apartment.

Like Steve, Bucky noticed your photos first. He picked up the one of you and Phil. “Is this your dad?”

You lifted your chin in answer. “That’s right. You never met him, did you?”

His eyes found yours. “They rescued me after New York. I’ve heard the others talk about him though. He’s missed.”

“Yeah, he is.”

He set it down and picked up the other photo. “Fury’s almost smiling in this one.”

“That’s as close as he gets I think,” you agreed and moved to stand beside him. That’s why you noticed when his smile slipped as he studied the photo.

“Is this you in the middle?” He sounded unsure, confused.

You swallowed the lump in your throat and licked your lips. “Yeah. That was taken the year after my dad adopted me. Why?” The thought that Bucky might see the picture and recognize you had never even crossed your mind. You were so not ready to have this conversation yet.

He shook his head and put the picture back. “You just looked familiar for a moment. Must remind me of someone.”

“It happens.” Your gaze moved from him to the photo. For the first time in awhile, you studied your image. You’d been laughing with your head thrown back. It would be difficult if not impossible for him to connect you with that girl he met in Hydra so long ago.

He glanced around the room. “Looks like you got settled in.”

“For the most part.”

Bucky rubbed a hand across the back of his neck. “I, um, wanted to ask if you’d like to get breakfast with me in the morning. There’s a little diner not far from here that has the best food. It’s okay if you want to say no. I don’t want you to feel pressured or anything. I know it’s going to be weird with you living here, I mean we’re practically living together and we just met and—”

“Bucky,” you said with a smile, cutting off his rambling. “Breakfast sounds good.”

His smile covered his face and made your own widen in response. “That’s great. Does 8 work?”

“Perfect.”

“Great,” he repeated himself. Your eyes trailed him as he headed to the door.

Surprisingly, you found you didn’t want him to leave. “Hey, Bucky?”

He turned back to you with wide eyes. “Yeah?”

“I was going to finish my movie while I ate my sandwich. You’re welcome to stay.”

“Are you sure?” he asked. Then he continued quickly before you could even respond. “I’d love that actually.”

You grabbed your plate and settled back on your bed. “I’m watching Shaun of the Dead. You seen it?”

He shook his head so you hit the button to start the movie from the beginning. As the opening sequence started, he moved past your bed to the club chair you’d had them place in the corner of your room. As you ate, you found yourself watching him more than the images on the screen. Afterall, you knew the movie by heart while this new version of your old acquaintance was still a mystery.

Bucky left when the movie was over and you were asleep a half hour later. It had been a long day. It was nearly four when you woke from a nightmare. You sat up in bed panting as you ran a hand over your head.

You dreamed about Hydra. You always dreamed about Hydra. This time instead of the usual faces that haunted your dreams, This time it was Fury and the new version of Soldat that tortured you. That chased you through endless hallways. And Clint, Nat and the rest of the team were all there. Just watching. And when you’d finally been caught, their laughter echoed through your head. God, what was wrong with you?

You tossed the blankets aside and headed to the room next door. You knocked lightly and Clint opened the door a couple of minutes later. The annoyance on his face fell away once he realized it was you. He pulled you into his arms and pressed a kiss to your head. “Come on in, sweetheart. You want me to get Nat?”

You shook your head and pulled away from him to crawl into his bed. You’d ask if you could stay, but there was no point. He’d never say no. “It wasn’t that bad. Just…unsettling.”

He nodded and got in beside you before drawing you into his arms so you could lay against his chest. “You want to talk about it?”

Not really but your therapist said that wasn’t healthy. “The usual only the white coats were replaced with Fury and Bucky. The rest of you watched and laughed when they caught me.”

“Christ, I thought you said it wasn’t that bad.”

“It wasn’t.”

His fingers traced up and down your back helping you relax. You were nearly asleep when he spoke again. “You going to be okay, kid?”

He was talking about more than your dream. He was talking about facing your soulmate. About Fury being an asshole. About you losing the only real home you’d ever known. “I don’t know anymore.”

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #winter soldier fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #avengers fanfiction #bucky barnes x you #series: open wounds

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the-chickenshit-oddity · 1 year

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stark-rhodes-keener prompt

bear with me, this'll be ... well, it'll be something. first, lyrics go 'i don't know if i'll make it but watch how good i'll fake it'.

so we know Tony Stark became famous at 4 years old when he was shoved in front of cameras. for this, this Tony is some random smart kid that Howard just...stole. Rhodey comes into this because the second he sees tiny teenage Tony, he recognises his childhood best friend that disappeared like a decade ago. Tony was too young to remember but Rhodey's got two whole years on him. But Tony's real family moved and Rhodey doesn't know how to get in touch.

Fast forward to years later, Tony meets Harley. We're making Tony a Keener by birth with a brother, Harley's dad, who didn't fuck off so much as get taken (maybe by yet another rich asshole who wanted a genius on hand). Whether or not he's alive, that's up to you. Anyway, so now Tony knows his birth family (at least he knows *of* them), his 'adoptive' family's all dead, and yeah that's it that's my prompt.

#the-c-odd-prompt #codd-sequel #tony stark #james rhodey rhodes #harley keener

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xvnqsb · 2 years

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steve rogers. masterlist.

[Steven Grant Rogers, born July 4th 1918. Aliases include: Captain America, Captain Rogers, Nomad. Best friend of James Buchanan Barnes. Temporary fugitive from S.H.I.E.L.D. Fugitive of the Sokovia Accords. Avenger. Worthy of Mjolnir]

| the price of freedom is high; it always has been. But it's a price I'm willing to pay. And if I'm the only one, then so be it. |

main masterlist

s = smut | f = fluff | a = angst

warnings placed at beginning of every work. minors do not interact with any works that contain smut.

ONESHOTS

a for america - "I know what the A on your helmet stands for."

desidrium - An ardent desire or longing.

take my name and make it yours - “When you see her, just know death has come for you.”

SERIES

the premonition of raging fire - the warning came first, but the fire came faster.

Araceli Sanchez Stark was pulled from her time, and when she came back, the world had changed. Not drastically, but enough to pull her out of place. Luckily, a not-so-lucky super soldier who goes by the name Steve Rogers is also out of place.

contains smut, violence, depictions of torture and brainwashing, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, some hurt/no comfort, Araceli has a brother, Tony stark being an asshole, trying to be a good dad, sneaking around, some 40s!stucky, and some betrayal. maybe.

HEAD CANONS

coming soon! :)

#steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x oc #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers fic

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redrorums · 8 months

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Tessera Onyx

Bitterness. That’s all she really felt as she stared at the action figure of Ironbrand, the Last Warforged, that sat on her night stand. She recognized the distinctive lines, like cybernetic spiderwebs, weaving their way through the tiny model. She knew full well that touching it would trigger an auditory response implanted by Mark. She couldn’t bring herself to reach for it, though. Knew that asshole had finally chickened out.

“So much for us versus the world” she

mumbled

And so she brooded. And brooded. And brooded some more. It took about a week of yelling at nuns and her fellow orphans before she finally let off. She found the only thing that took her mind off her deadbeat dad was putting her Magitech prowess to good use. Indeed, despite the nuns’ initial ire with the girl, her ability to magically solve all their maintenance problems (quite literally with magic) quickly reversed their opinion of her. Word spread and soon she was the talk of the district! Rumors of a local hero of a handyman spread quickly and in no time flat there were people coming to the chapel just to seek Tessera’s aid with their mundane technological needs. And the church was certainly not against the ample “donations” Tessera’s customers brought with them. After fixing the old, rusted out piping in a certain DWARVEN BARTENDER’S tavern (and staying over for a sizable meal with his family), she and the Bartender (to be named by Bryce) formed a strong bond. It took little time at all for him and his wife to decide to adopt her. He was the exact opposite of Mark in every way! Gruff, straightforward, no nonsense, and most importantly, a supreme lack of unsavory “friends” that had always dragged her and her surrogate father into all manner of life threatening scenarios. BARTENDER even hooked her up with an apprenticeship working for his cousin the Mechanic down the road.

Life was good.

But Tessera still woke with a gasp in cold sweats every night. Her adoptive father racked it up to the cutthroat way her and Mark had been living till he abandoned her at the chapel.

“Only smart thing tha’ walkin’, talkin’ trash heap e’er done did in it’s godsdamned life!” BARTENDER would always say, only to receive a swift cuff to the back of the head from his wife. Tessera laughed it off.

The last thing she wanted was to make her new family uncomfortable. To show them that it wasn’t fear of past trauma that kept her up at night, but guilt. You see, in Tessera’s mind, she was the one who reanimated Mark. And as flawed as this simple seed of a thought might be, it had already taken strong root in her mind. The number of “if only’s” that coursed through her brain every night were innumerable.

A new line of reasoning every time.

A new way she could’ve...prevented Mark from murdering her father. If only she had realized he was already capable of denying her father’s orders. If only she had just run away sooner. If only she had never tinkeredNO! She would always cut her thoughts off when they entered that domain. With each sleepless night, the inevitable conclusion blossomed a little more in her mind.

She needed to find Mark and save him from himself before he stumbled his way so far into the darkness that there would be no turning back.

(Rory side note: I’d like to point out that I don’t agree with this mentality in relationships of any kind, but it’s an intrinsic part of her personality and development as a person. Kinda like a Tony Stark style “creating all her own problems and feeling obligated to solve them”. So yeeeea...not a healthy way to view things overall ESPECIALLY when you’re thinking about fixing others 😑)

A genius plan began to form in her mind at the same time as the cocky grin spread across her face.

“If I’m gonna track down the ole’ man, I’m gonna need some friends in the Thieves’ Gambit.” She chuckled.

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Iron Man Bingo: Tony Stark & Harley Keener

this is part of my 5+1 series of Tony and his kids, this one has less Tony in it which was not what I was planning but I’m mostly trying to show how much he cares, even from afar.

Every Christmas, Harley got a ridiculously expensive gift that he knew his mother couldn’t afford. It was always labeled that it was from ‘Santa’ but Harley was anything but stupid. There was a billionaire out there that still felt bad after several years of putting him in danger once. Okay, maybe twice but Harley honestly didn’t dwell on it. He actually liked helping Tony out when he was twelve, his life was boring anyway.

Usually, it was a custom kit to build something that gradually got more and more complicated. They would be robots and other machines that kept Harley busy for a few weeks before he ended up modifying it to his own design for the rest of the year.

It was a single armed robot with gold lettering on it that cheekily spelled out ‘ANTHON-E’ or ‘TON-E’ for short. Tony wasn’t discrete. And he had a strange sense of humor.

Okay, Harley thought it was funny and the golden stickers could’ve spelled out anything he wanted. Harley was the one that thought it was funny to call the bot TON-E. But Tony did send a note with ideas for names that were just as bad. Mostly puns that ended in ‘-E.’ Most of them were not FUN-E. In fact, they were borderline SHIT-E.

But one year, the year after the shitshow that was Ultron and the breakup of the Avengers, Harley got something a little different. There was a huge box of parts and Harley audibly gasped when he took a look at the blueprints. It wasn’t a little project or a robot, it was a full-on Iron Man suit. Tony had included several colors of paint and literally everything Harley could ever hope to need to make the suit perfect, although the weapons were understandably less powerful.

They weren’t like nerf guns instead of actual guns, but they weren’t going to destroy his whole block if he fucked something up.

The only thing fully put together in the kit was the arc reactor. Sure, Harley had seen it up close, hell, he had put it back in Tony's chest that one time but it had been a few years and now that he had a better idea of what it was, he was fascinated by it. There was a note on it from Tony, it gave a personal phone number and an invitation to ask for anything else that he would need and a suggestion for a free visit to New York.

Harley was a little bit excited. When he wasn’t being watched by his little sister and mother, he literally jumped up and down with a ridiculous grin pasted on his face. It took him a full month to stop smiling and he started working on the suit immediately. He also started regularly texting Tony after years of not talking him.

Their conversations ranged from dumb shit that Harley was not ashamed of talking about to deep shit like the effect of the loss of the Avengers. It took a few months and several reminders that Harley knew how to deal with the man's panic attacks that he opened up again.

Harley may not be a therapist or anything like that, but he was the type of person that could listen to people. He listened to his mom when she broke down when he suggested she try dating again, he listened to Tony during his panic attacks and the adults always felt bad for unloading their trauma onto him but he didn’t care. Sometimes people needed someone to listen and think for them when they couldn’t think straight and Harley honestly didn’t mind being that person. He seemed to stay calm when other people would freak out.

Right before spring break, Harley finished his suit. He had fully tested it and wanted to see how it would fare for long distances, so he decided to surprise Tony by visiting. He wasn’t an asshole though, he told his mom that he was going to go visit, he just didn’t tell her that Tony didn’t even know.

Honestly, Harley only knew that Tony was going to be in the country because his AI connected to FRIDAY and she had told him Tony’s schedule for the whole month. He specifically took a few weeks off to chill out and Harley was planning on ruining it. Eh, Tony would forgive him.

He was kind of surprised that his mom let him go at all, but it turned out that she had talked to Pepper Potts and she had promised that she would make sure that Harley would be taken care of as she was sure that Tony couldn’t even take care of himself. Okay, he could but a lot of the time he forgets that human bodies had needs that had to be met every day. Like sleeping and eating.

Anyway, Harley left as soon as he could. And now he could say, flying was pretty fucking awesome. He topped out at about one thousand miles per hour, faster than a normal plane, but it would still take a while to get to New York. So he enjoyed the ride. For one, the view was beautiful, by being so high up, everything just looked so small.

Harley didn’t even think before he flew in loops and just played around with the whole concept of flight. The ducks in the air could probably hear him whooping from outside of his metal mask. But he didn’t think that they had the brain capacity to care.

He was in the middle of a swan dive when his visor turned red and text flashed in front of his eyes. Thankfully, it wasn’t a problem with the suit or anything like that. It was an alert for something happening nearby.

By then he had been flying for a while and was already above West Virginia. The alert just said that the AI had sighted a mugging using a nearby security camera. The guy had a gun and his AI had deemed it safe enough to be his first act of heroism. He didn’t have much else to do and if he actually wanted to be some sort of superhero, he would have to actually do some hero-ing.

He continued his dive until he was about as high as the nearby building. He slowed his descent and heavily dropped on the ground. He almost lost his balance but he didn’t fall so it was fine.

“Iron Man?” The criminal guy froze in his tracks and dropped the old woman's purse.

“Not quite.” Harley shot a low powered repulser blast at the man and surprisingly hit him. His arm but he fell to the ground. “I’m more like petty-crime Iron Man.”

The criminal was passed out on the ground so Harley paid attention to the woman.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

“Thank you so much, young man, before you shoot off into the sky, would you mind taking a picture with me? My granddaughter loves Iron Man!” Well, she got over that quickly…

“I guess…” He helped her after she struggled to take a selfie with him and after a few minutes, the lady had a picture of the new black and gold Iron Man. She seemed pretty pleased with the picture. He told her to call the police to report what happened before he shot off into the sky to make his way to New York.

This wasn’t the only stop he ended up having, he ended up stopping a robbery in New Jersy and distracted a potential rapist so that a girl could get an uber home. He wasn’t aware of how many pictures were taken of him and by the time he got to new york, there were several news sites that wrote about him. Most had headlines like ‘Iron Boy?’ or ‘Is there a new Iron Man?’ and dumb shit like that but one had ‘Tony Stark has a child who fights crime?’ So it could’ve been worse.

He landed at the Avengers compound in the middle of the night. He was exhausted but excited at the same time. Conflicting emotions were annoying. He popped out of his iron suit and stretched a bit before strolling into the compound with slightly hunched shoulders. Pepper met him inside, apparently, she had stayed awake waiting for him.

“Tony is just in his workshop and he’s going to stay down there all night if you don’t get him out of there. I’m going to bed and if you just join him, I’m going to sic FRIDAY on you guys.” Pepper threatened with a yawn. Harley was physically exhausted enough not to even think about denying her.

Pepper showed him to the workshop and excused herself to go to bed. FRIDAY let him in and Tony didn’t even notice. Tony seemed to be intensely examining a glowing holographic screen in front of him. Harley sat by him for a full five minutes before Tony even realized that he was there.

“Kid?” Tony looked like he hadn’t slept in a week so Harley was surprised that the guy even recognized that he was a kid.

“Hello to you too, it’s been a while.”

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“Chill out, it’s spring break, I just decided to stop by.” Harley smiled and stood up. “Come on, you look like shit. Your girlfriend wants you to get some sleep.”

“You know I haven’t had enough sleep when I consider that you’re a hallucination.”

“Why the fuck would you hallucinate me? Maybe in the morning, we can reunite properly but personally, I’m about to pass out so…”

“Yeah yeah, no need to make me feel guilty… goddammit, you have gotten better at that…” Tony stretched and stood up in a way that strangely reminded Harley of a cat. “I saw you didn’t waste too much time to go play vigilante.”

“The fly here was pretty boring.” Harley shrugged. “Hey FRIDAY, tell Pepper we’re on our way up.”

‘Of course.’ The AIs voice came from the hidden speakers. ‘Boss says that you haven’t gotten the high score for getting Tony out of the lab.’

‘What’s the high score?’

‘Fifiteen seconds due to an accidental alert from Spider-Man. He didn’t mean to press the panic button.’ FRIDAY replied and if she had a face, Harley was sure that she was smiling. Or rather, smirking.

“Well, I’m going to beat that record.”

“Good luck with that kid…” Tony groaned. “Please at least promise not to give me a heart attack.”

“You have a med bay here right?” Harley smirked.

“Jesus Christ…”

Pepper could hear the laughing all the way from the Iron Suite.

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waitimcomingtoo · 3 years

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The Hint

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!reader

Synopsis submitted by @jasmine11685: Peter gets jealous when you have to flirt with someone on a mission

Masterlist

“Wow.”

That was the only word Peter could say as you descended the staircase in a form fitting black dress. The slit up the side added an elegant touch, something needed for the ball you were going to.

“You look pretty “wow” yourself.” You smiled shyly as you lifted the hem of your dress to walk towards him. “The suit is a nice change from the flannels, though I do love those.”

Peter opened and closed his mouth a few times, but no words formed in his brain. As soon as you put your hands on his collar to tuck it under his suit jacket, his name was lost on his and all he knew was yours.

“So this is what it’s like to be speechless.” He chuckled nervously as you straightened his jacket.

“Shut up.” You giggled as your face flushed. “Your ties a little crooked.”

“Thanks.” Peter whispered as you adjusted his tie. “You look beautiful. Like, the kind of beautiful that makes you want to cry when you look at it.”

“Thank you.” You laughed again, out of habit. You looked at Peter through your eyelashes as your shaking hands slid down his jacket.

“Nervous?” He asked softly when he noticed your unsteady demeanor.

“A little.” You smiled weakly. “It’s uh, it’s a shame I’m gonna have to waste all this beautiful on some douche who won’t appreciate it.”

“Well I appreciate it.” Peter assured you. “All of it. What is your mission exactly?”

“I just have to get some information out of Harry Osborn. Apparently he’s the only one who knows what’s his father has been doing up at Oscorp. We have to find out his plans before he does something dangerous. Could you help me with this?” You asked as you handed him a diamond necklace. You turned around and Peter carefully moved your hair off of your back.

“Oh.” He said in surprise as he clasped the necklace around your neck. “And how are you planing on getting that information?”

“I’m gonna flirt with him like my life depends on it.” You said confidently as you turned back around. “Because who knows? It might.”

Peters face twitched in confusion as his eyebrows knit together. He felt a white hot jealousy run all the way to his scalp when he learned about the plan.

“You have to flirt with that asshole?” Peter laughed nervously and cleared his throat. “He’s a total playboy. He’s probably never done his own laundry a day in his life.”

“I think I can handle him.” You winked at him as you touched your your lipstick. “And his laundry.”

“I have no doubt in your abilities. I just wish you didn’t have to use them on him.” Peter said, mostly to himself.

“It’s fine, Pete.” You assured him. “I’m actually excited to do it.”

“Excited?” Peter began to sweat.

“Yeah.” You grinned in excitement. “This is the biggest role I’ve ever had in a mission. I really want to do a good job so I can impress my dad. That means I’m gonna have to pull out my best flirting.”

“Your best flirting?” Peter was really beginning to panic now.

“Yup. I need this boy to fall in love with me.” You told him. “Watch, by the end of the night, he’ll be putty in my hands.”

“I don’t think you should do this, Y/n.” Peter blurted. “I think we should get Natasha or someone else to do it. You shouldn’t have to be the shiny object we use to distract the enemy.”

“I’m fine with it, Pete. My dad didn’t give me this role because I’m pretty. He gave me this role because I have good communication and manipulation skills. Plus, I’m closest to Harry’s age. It all works out.”

“He could be really dangerous.” Peter protested. “You could get hurt.”

“I’m really dangerous.” You stated. “And he’s definitely gonna get hurt.”

“Just be careful, okay?” Peter sighed, making you look at him. You walked over to him and cupped his face in your hands, making his breath hitch in his throat.

“I got this, Petey.” You said gently. “I know you’re worried about me, but you have no reason to be. I can do this. And you, Sam, and my dad are gonna be listening the whole time. We’re gonna catch this guy. I know it.”

“I just don’t want you getting hurt. If things go wrong-“

“They won’t.” You cut him off. “Go ask my dad. He drew up every possible outcome of this plan and they all end with Harry getting his ass kicked.”

“Okay.” Peter nodded and gave you a smile. “I’ll go talk to Mr. Stark.”

“You just had to believe in her.” Peter grouched as he barged into Tony’s office. “You just had to recognize her talent and trust her enough to carry the mission.”

“I’m sorry. Is that anger directed towards moi?” Tony touched a hand to his chest. “Are you mad at me?”

“Yeah, I am.” Peter said. “You know I like Y/n and sent her off to flirt with the richest playboy in New York City?”

“Hey.” Tony said sternly. “Playboy is my thing.”

“Why did you have to make her do this job?” Peter whined. “She’s gonna fall in love with him and forget all about me.”

“He’s a criminal, Peter.” Tony reminded him.

“So? Girls love that!” He protested. “You remember how she acted around Loki.”

“Don’t remind me.” Tony rolled his eyes. Peters face shifted back to his forlorn expression and Tony saw how much this was hurting him.

“Look, kid, don’t sweat this mission.” He said as he put a hand on Peters shoulder. “She’s just gonna get the information she needs from Harry and you’ll never have to worry about him again. You can go right back to your little will-they-won’t-they bullshit or whatever it is you’re doing.”

“I have a plan.” Peter insisted. “And Harry is going to put a serious wrench in my plan, thanks to you.”

“You have a plan?” Tony doubted. “Ive been watching you pine after my daughter for years. When is this plan going into action exactly?”

“I’m just going to think really hard about how I’m in love with her and wait until she realizes.” Peter mumbled as he adverted his eyes.

“Yeah?” Tony cocked his head. “And how’s that going for you?”

“I think she’s just about to get the hint.” Peter said and Tony let out a groan.

“Kid, just ask her out.” He reasoned. “What’s the worst that could happen?”

“She could hear me.” Peter stated. “And then say no.”

“She’s never gonna take the hint unless you actually give her the hint.” Tony reasoned. “Why don’t you try tonight? She’ll be all giddy from successfully completing the mission. Perfect time to confess those bottled up feelings.”

“I don’t know.” Peter sighed. “Maybe.”

An hour later, you were making eyes at Harry from the bar. After locking eyes a few times, you signaled for him to come over.

“Hey.” Harry knocked on the bar twice and looked down at you. He sized you up before smiling in approval and sending you a nod.

“Hey.” You gave him a sultry smile as he sat down.

“You all by yourself?” He asked as he drummed his fingers on the bar.

“I was.” You took a sip and looked at him through your lashes. “Until you came along.”

“Mind if I stay?” He raised an eyebrow as he flagged down the bartender. You made a face as he ordered a drink before smiling at him.

“I prefer it.” You flirted.

“Good.” He accepted his drink and took a long sip. “I don’t like being told no.”

“Then you better give me something to say yes to.” You leaned on your hand and leaned towards him. Inside, you were gagging at his arrogance. On the outside, you were eating it up.

And that made two of you.

“Oh God.” Peter gagged as he listened to the banter through his ear piece. “This is torture.”

Sam, who was standing next to him as they both kept an eye on you, gave Peter a look.

“Relax, kid.” He sighed. “She’s just doing her job.”

“You’re a pretty bold girl. I like that.” Harry cupped your chin before releasing it. “Just not as bold as me.”

“Oh yeah?” You raised an eyebrow, grabbed his drink, and downed the rest before slamming the glass down. “How about now?”

“Oh, you are going to get me into trouble.” Harry chuckled and he scooted closer to you. Peter watched in disdain as the jealousy coursed through his veins again.

“That doesn’t sound so bad.” You crawled. “Don’t you like trouble?”

“I love it.” He insisted as he held out his hand. “My names Harry Osborn. You’ve probably heard of me.”

“I have.” You smirked as you shook his hand. “I’m Y/n.”

“Why is she talking like that?” Peter whined upon hearing your flirty tone. “She never talks like that.”

“Because she’s not trying to sleep with you, dummy. Thats why.” Sam snorted as he continued to watch.

“What?” Peter snapped his head towards Sam. “She’s not trying to sleep with that guy. She’s just getting information out of him.”

“Yeah well, guys tend to talk a lot more once you’ve tired them out.” Sam shrugged as he sipped his own drink. Pete’s face fell as he stared Harry down with daggers in his eyes.

“She wouldn’t do that.” Peter mumbled.

“Shhh.” Sam waved his hand. “I’m trying to listen.”

“So,” you took another sip from your drink, “Whats it like being the son of one of the most powerful men in the city? Wasn’t your dad like, 25 when he founded Oscorp.”

“23, but who’s keeping score.” Harry shrugged as he looked around the room. “I’ll probably do something like that soon. Maybe something even bigger. I already have a lot of ideas. Pretty impressive, huh?”

“Totally.” You egged him on but rolled your eyes when he looked away. “Do you ever get to watch his experiments?”

“Baby, I’ve seen just about all of them.” Harry bragged as he played with your dangling earrings. “He’s done things you wouldn’t believe. Things that aren’t even legal.”

“Yeah?” Your eyes widened in excitement and you leaned in closer. “Like what?”

“I can’t tell you here.” Harry pulled away suddenly and sighed. “I don’t want anyone hearing.”

“Alright.” You purposefully took the bait. “Then let’s talk somewhere else.”

“Do you know a place?” He played nonchalant as he put a hand on your knee. Peter watched the scene in front of him and looked away.

“Yeah. My bedroom.” You smirked and stood up. “Let’s go there.”

“Bold.” Harry rubbed his hands together and stood up as well. “You’re dangerous.”

You took his hand and lead him towards the elevator, feeling the gun that was strapped to your thigh brush against your leg as you walked.

“You have no idea.” You mumbled. You passed Sam and Peter and gave them a nod as you lead Harry towards his interrogation. Peter looked like he was ready to fight someone and Sam looked entirely amused. You gave them a thumbs up before leading Harry upstairs.

“What’s the craziest thing your dad has done?” You asked as you sat down on the bed. You flicked your leg out and pretended to examine your heels to draw his attention. Harry took the bait and held your ankle in his hands, admiring the fancy shoes Mr. Stark had given you for the mission.

“Why do you want to know?” He asked coyly as he looked up at you.

“Because I like to get a little crazy myself and I want to know how much you can handle.” You shrugged as you shook your hair out. Peter gulped as he listened, feeling his jaw tighten in anger. Tony joined him and Sam at their post and looked around for you and Harry.

“How’s the mission going?” He asked when he didn’t see you anywhere.

“Horrible.” Peter grumbled.

“She didn’t get him to the secondary location?” Tony worried.

“She did.” Sam cut in. “Peters just mad that his girlfriend just found herself a boyfriend.”

“She’s not my girlfriend.” Peter snapped. “Maybe she would have been if Mr. Stark wasn’t a destroyer of young love.”

“Parker, quiet.” Sam commanded. “I’m trying to listen.”

“How do I know I can trust you?” Harry folded his arms as he looked down on you.

“You can trust me.” You told him as you reached up to grab his tie. You used it to pull yourself up and off the bed before planting a kiss right on his mouth.

“What was that?” Peter touched his fingertips to his ear piece when he heard silence from your end.” Why did she pause?”

“She didn’t pause.” Sam shook his head as he checked his watch.

“Then what-“

“She kissed him.” Tony cut in while giving Peter an apologetic look.

“She kissed him?” All the color drained from Peters face and Tony felt he was to blame.

“You know the Green Goblin?” Harry asked once you pulled away.

“Yeah.”

“That’s my dad.” Harry admitted, and Tony and Sam quickly wrote it down.

“No way.” You pretended to be impressed. “I don’t believe you.”

“It’s true. He was dying so he invented this serum to keep himself alive. It ended up giving him all these crazy abilities.” Harry boasted, incriminating himself further. “And he’s got this glider that he can fly around on. You’d love it. It’s very shiny.”

“Wow. I love shiny.” You gushed, fighting the urge to punch him in the throat then and there. “How much serum did he make?”

“He has one more vile that he said he’d give to me when I’m older.” Harry tweaked his eyebrow as he smirked.

“So you’re gonna be the next Green Goblin? Isnt he a bit of a bad guy?” You continued to draw information out of him as your fingers danced around his collar.

“Maybe I am bad guy.” Harry shrugged. “Like father, like son.”

Harry leaned in to kiss you again but you dodged it and laughed as you moved away.

“Bad, huh?” You composed yourself so you wouldn’t be suspicious. “What else has he done?”

“He gave one of our scientists these metal arms. They can rip a person in half. Ive seen it happen.” Harry continued to brag and you recorded every word of it.

“Dr. Occtavius.” Tony realized. “That’s how he got his weapons.”

“Thats crazy.” You gasped and played with his hair. “What’s your dad gonna do?”

“He’s basically forming a league of bad guys.” Harry shrugged like it was no big deal. “Guys way worse than the Avengers.”

“Does he have a problem with the Avengers?” You wondered.

“My dad hates them. I hate them too.” Harry scoffed and you held back a laugh. “That’s why we’re gonna wipe them out. New York can’t rely on a bunch of guys in dress up, and we’re gonna show them that.”

“How are you going to do that?”

“With an attack on New York City on the 8th.” Harry told you, and Tony immediately wrote it down. “The Avengers won’t know what hit them.”

“That sounds pretty scary. Will you keep me safe?” You batted your eyelashes at him and he ate it up.

“I can’t listen to this.” Peter took out his earpiece and slammed it on the counter. “I’m going in there.”

“Parker! Stay where you are and - you know what? I don’t care.” Sam shrugged it off and continued to listen to your conversation.

“Of course baby.” He cupped your face in his hands. “It’s gonna be a direct hit on the Avengers tower. A pretty thing like you won’t be anywhere near there.”

“Actually”, you took his hands off your face and dropped your smile, “I will.”

“What?” Harry’s face faltered at your sudden mood change.

“Did you get that guys?” You touched your fingers to your ear piece and waited for the confirmation. “Copy that, dad.”

“What?” Harry’s face twisted in anger. “You’re an Avenger?”

“Look at you! So smart. You figured it out.” You said sarcastically.

“No.” Harry shook his head. “I don’t believe you. There’s no way you’re an Avenger. You’re my age and a chick.”

“Not just an Avenger. I’m a Stark too. Want me to prove it to you?” You asked casually.

“How?” Harry raised an eyebrow. You gave him a swift punch to the throat that knocked him on his back.

“Like that.” You blew your hair off your forehead as you checked your nails.

“You bitch.” Harry wheezed from the floor.

“You see, I can’t have you and your father attacking my friends.” You crouched down beside him and shrugged. “I’m gonna have to take you in.”

“I’m not going anywhere with you.” Harry swiped at you but you dodged it.

“I know. But this cute little microphone recorded everything you said and sent it to the police.” You pouted and pointed to your mic. “They should be here soon. You might want to wipe the lipstick off your face before the get here.”

“I’m not going to prison.” Harry grumbled as he sat up.

“Aw, but you are.” You said as you pulled him off the floor and put his hands behind his back. “Daddy can’t bail you out of this one, like how he bailed you out of your 17 parking tickets.”

“How do you know about that?” Harry asked as he looked over his shoulder at you.

“I know everything, bitch.” You leaned into his ear to growl.

“No. I’m not going down for this.” Harry broke out of your hold and swung at you. You dodged the first one, but he got you right in the jaw with the second one. You stood up and got ready to fight him as he put his fists up.

“You’re not even that pretty.” He exclaimed as he swung at you again. Right as his fist collided with your face, Peter burst in the door.

“Yes she is!” Peter shouted as he jumped on Harry’s back. Harry threw Peter onto the bed and lunged for you again. You close-lined him with your arm and dug your heel into his back once he was on the ground.

“Peter? What are you doing here?” You asked as you stepped on Harry’s back harder with your heel. “I got this.”

“There’s something I have to tell you.” Peter panted as he got off the bed.

“You won’t get away with this. I will sue!” Harry writhed around beneath your heel.

“Can it wait?” You asked as you pulled Harry off the ground. “I’m a little busy.”

“It can’t wait.” Peter shook his head as you shoved Harry against the wall. “There’s something I’ve been holding in for a long time and I need to tell you.”

“I wouldn’t even bother dude.” Harry said with his face squished against the wall. “She’s a total bitch.”

“Was I talking to you?” Peter growled before shooting a web at Harry’s wrists to handcuff him.

“Ohhh I see.” Harry laughed humorlessly. “Spiderman is mad that I stole his girlfriend.”

“Can you shut up? I’m trying to have a conversation here.” You barked at Harry. “I’m sorry, Peter. Please continue.”

“I didn’t want you to flirt with Harry tonight because you can do a lot more than just sit still and look pretty.” Peter began.

“I know that, Peter.” You nodded.

“I also didn’t want you to flirt with him because I was jealous.” He confessed.

“Jealous?” You asked as you put Harry in the hotel chair and began to tie him up.

“He likes you, stupid.” Harry grumbled. You shot Harry and angry look, but when you looked back at Peter, he was nodded.

“He’s right.” Peter admitted , taking you by surprise.

“You like me?” You lips twitched into a smile as you tightened Harry’s rope. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I was scared you wouldn’t like me back. You’re my best friend, Y/n.” Peter said softly. “If you didn’t like me back, everything would change. We’d still be friends but it wouldn’t be the same. I didn’t want to risk that.”

“I’m sorry.” You frowned. “I should’ve been more clear then.”

“Do you seriously have to do this here?” Harry whined and you smacked him on the back of the head.

“Clear about what?” Peter wondered.

“That I like you too.” You smiled sheepishly at him. Tony listened to the confession over the ear pierce and smiled to himself.

“There you go kid.” He mumbled to himself. “She got the hint.”

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raineydays411 · 3 years

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My fathers daughter

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Tony Stark x daughter! reader

Summary: By all definitions you were a daddy’s girl. It’s been you and him since your mom left you both. But what happens when your both forced to face your past?

a/n: y’all know i can’t resist a good crossover

If there had to be a face for daddys girl, you’d be the poster child.

Ever since you came into Tony’s life, you and him have been attached by the hip.

You were with him through everything.

When he became Iron Man, when he joined the avengers, and even during civil war. Even though it hurt you to see your family be torn apart, you could never betray your father. Then again, you have to admit that you were happy that the avengers compromised and were able to get back together. Earning you a new family member in Bucky. You were happy. Happy with the life you have with your dad and avengers.

Which is why your mother suddenly reappearing and demanding to be in your life kinda of peeved you off.

Let’s start from the beginning.

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It started off with a gala.

Some bougie charity event that rich assholes attend to donate large sums of money, not out of kindness, but only to show just how rich they are. You hated these types of events. You hated the fake smiles and false interest in your life. All they wanted was to get close to your dad. They even try to set you up with their snobby stuck up kids. You hated it.

And here you were, trying to find a way to get out of this boring conversation with some snob from Beverly hills. You can see your dad laughing at you from across the room.

“You know, you look a lot like Mrs. Wayne.” He suddenly says, looking at you.

“Who?” You ask, suddenly paying attention.

“Mrs. Wayne, you know, Bruce Wayne's wife.”

You know who Bruce Wayne was. Your dad absolutely detestes the man. He never really told you why. He just said to never trust a Wayne. You also know that he’s Batman and his army of children are/were Robin. It was pretty obvious and rather easy to figure out. Then again, you were able to hack into the Bat computers main systems. They really need to update their firewalls.

“Um no I didn’t know that he had a wife to be honest.” You reply, not really interested.

“You can pass as her daughter you know? She is very beautiful. As are you.” He says in a flirty tone.

You roll your eyes, seeing your father finishing up a conversation and make your move, but then you hear

“Oh look, there's the Wayne family right there.”

Causing the attention to turn to the main entrance. There you saw Bruce Wayne. Tall, handsome, and charismatic. He was smiling, waving at the host. Next to him, his oldest son Dick. Another very handsome man, Tall with blue eyes and raven hair. Sending charming smiles to the crowds of women. Then Tim Drake, too focused on his phone to pay attention to the crowds, and finally Damian Wayne. A small boy with a sharp scowl. To his left, you can barely make out the form of his wife and his daughter, Cassandra Cain. You can also see Stephanie Brown chatting excitedly to Mrs. Wayne, who you still couldn’t see.

“Jeez, they brought the whole cavalry.” You mutter, looking at the star struck boy you were talking to.

You roll your eyes. The way people worship this family is strange. They act as if they are royalty or gods. You look at your father, expecting him to be making a sarcastic face or something. But that’s not what you saw. No, you saw a look on his face that you haven’t seen on his face ever. That’s when you walked up to him.

“Daddy...are you okay?” You asked cautiously. He turned to you, shocked.

“Y/n!” He practically shouts, “ I’m okay, are you okay? We can leave right now if you’re not okay?”

You frown in confusion, “ Umm yeah, I’m fine...”

“Good, Good. We’re going to leave now, this gala kinda blows. DOn’t you think?”

You can see his eyes dart to the Waynes to you. He looks...panicked. It was weird to you. Usually he keeps his cool during events like these.

“Um sure..I just need to go to the restroom first” You say, seeing him nod. You walk off, shaking off the concern you have for your father. As you push through the crowds, you can hear them whisper as you passed. Something about Mrs. Wayne.

You shake your head, “Can’t they talk about anything else??”

Then you finally find the bathroom. You walk in, expecting it to be empty, only to be faced with Cassandra Cain and Stephanie Brown. They were chatting near the sinks as you walking into the stall. After doing your business, you walked out to the sink, going to wash your hands, but you saw Stephanie freeze, then nudge Cassandra. They both stared at you as you washed your hands and went to dry them. You give them a side eye, wondering why they were staring at you so hard.

“Um hi?” You say carefully, the jump not expecting you to speak.

“Oh! Hello Im Stephanie and this is Cass” Stephanie says with a smile. “ You’re Y/n Stark right?”

“Uh yeah...Its nice to meet you dudes” You say quickly, already ready to walk out the restroom.

“I’m sorry for staring, it’s just that...you look a lot like her mother” She says gesturing to Cassandra.

You chuckle, “ Uh yeah so I’ve heard...hey I gotta go...”

“Oh right! Sorry heh” Stephanie laughs nervously, “It was great to meet you”

“Yeah” You agree half heartedly, “ You too”

And with that you go to find your father. You pass by the Wayne sons, only to see them take a double take when you pass them.

“God that family is weird.” You mumble seeing your father talking to Bruce and his wife. He looked distressed and angry. You speed up, wanting to make sure your father doesn’t punch Bruce Wayne the way he looks like he's going to.

“Hey dad...um I’m ready to go.” You says with your back turned on the Waynes.

“Y/n..” Your dad says panic exploding on his face, “ Y/n sweetheart um...”

“Yn?” You hear a woman whisper. You turn to see Bruce Wayne and...your mother.

You remember the day she left. It was a sunny day. The kind of days that usually are in good memories and have happy endings. She was supposed to take you to the park so you can meet your dad there. You hardly saw her over the years, just every three months when she would come to the then Stark Tower to visit. But that say...that day was different. She had gotten a call, from who you don’t know, nut it seemed important. Because she left at that very moment and never came back. She never reached out, never called, texted or anything. Just radio silence. Your dad was heart broken. He had hoped that one day she would move in with you and him, and you could be a family. He loved her with his whole heart, but she just didn’t love you both enough to stay. He was a mess after she left, and you picked up the pieces.

You were nine.

If it wasn’t for Pepper stepping in after witnessing one of his breakdowns, you don’t know what would’ve happened.

You stare at the woman who left you, who broke your fathers heart. Who broke your heart.

“Ms. Wayne.” you say curtly, taking pleasure in the way her face fell, “ Mr. Wayne, it’s lovely to see you again. If you’ll excuse me and my father, it seems like he’s not feeling too well.”

You weren’t lying, Tony looked like he was about to puke. His face was pale and he was kinda sweaty. So you wrapped your arm around him and lead him to the entrance, starting to pull out your phone to call Happy.

“Y/n wait!” Your mother cried out, pulling her arm away from Bruce and placing a hand in your shoulder. You jerked your shoulder out of her grasp.

“ Y/n, I know you’re mad at me” she starts, cringing when she hears you scoff, “ But wait a second. Let me look at you...my petal you’re so big.”

You turn and glare at her, “ Don’t call me that.”

“Oh Y/n, please—“You cut her off again.

“Hey i’m just going along with what you want. This is what you wanted right? No contact with us?”

You can see a crowd start to form around you, and you see the scattered Wayne’s push through it. They look at each other in confusion trying to understand how you seem to know their mother.

“ Of course that’s not what I wanted, oh petal I meant to call I just...” She trailed off

“Couldn’t be bothered?” you say harshly, “ I couldn’t care less. Just leave us alone. That should be easy for you.”

You feel your dad tug on your hand, and you turn to him. Eyes softening when you see the expression on his face.

“ Happys here kiddo.” He says softly. You nod and start to walk away. And you hear your mother protest, but you cut her off with a venomous,

“It was nice seeing you again Mom.”

and then you were gone. This time, leaving your mother behind and her confused husband and children.

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