#dad!scott lang

[spideyson-stuff]

Clint: When you'r gonna officially adopt Peter, Strak?

Tony: What?

Clint: I wanna be an uncle

Tony: Okay in first place, who said you would be the uncle if I had a child? and in second place... I'M NOT ADOPTING PETER!

Clint: That's not fair! I let you be my children's uncle when you first met them! 😡

Tony: What!? when?- I someday?- YOU'R AVOIDING THE MAIN TOPIC!

Nat: But hey Tony, I wanna be an aunt too

Tony: ???? WT-

Nick: You're putting off this adoption too long, Stark

Tony: Furry, stay out of this, even if I really adopted Peter you wouldn't be his uncle

Steve: Does this apply to me too? :(

Tony: YES

Sam: Me?

Tony: Absolutely

Bucky: I'm not even gonna ask

Tony: Smart

Peter: I won't call any of you uncle

Everyone: 😟

Peter: Except Scott

Scott: :D

Peter: Uncle Scott is cool

Scott 😁

[jamespsulliv4n]

Hypothetical situation concerning Peter explaining gen z lore and terminology to the Avengers and Tony, Scott and Sam being very hyped about it, against Steve, unable to wrap his head around the youngsters and their motives:

Tony, shooting a blast right into enemy's head: chat, is this rizz?

Scott: chill boss, that was the most sigma thing ever

Sam: yeah, no cap.

Steve: ... Why not?

[luvhotchner]

sleepover - avengers

summary: peter and y/n want a sleepover and decide to annoy the whole team.

warnings/pairings: platonic!avengers x fem!stark!reader, swearing, use of y/n, gen z’s being gen z’s, y/n flirting with bucky?

i’m in a writing mood for marvel, so send em my way! i also added scott lang to this one!

[literaryavenger]

For basically all my fics the warnings are pretty much the same: Swearing, fluff, angst, mostly happy endings and my shit humor. I don't do smut so all ages are welcome, but enter at your own risk 'cause I really do swear a lot. If that's not your thing, that's okay too just don't hate. Requests are welcome and in this new year I'm going to try and work towards posting the numerous requests I've already gotten. Likes, reblogs, comments and messages are always appreciated!

BUCKY BARNES

AVENGERS

UNLEASH YOUR INNER AVENGER

WELCOME TO THE MCU! - COLLEGE AU

CRIMINAL MINDS

[tldrthor]

Promises, oceans deep - peter parker x reader

peter parker x f!reader // you said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me // based on the song 'Peter' by Taylor Swift

Summary: the misfortune of being left behind in the blip, and the consequences of aging without him.

Part two <3

tw: mention of bad eating habits/food disorder; insomnia; angst

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The night was cold, dark. The halls of the compound were as empty as they had been since the blip. That's the thing about this place - in it's hayday, it was a wonderful place to live. Laughter and camaraderie filled every corner, every crevice. There was always music, dancing, movies, games, whatever. That was before. Now, the halls were a stark reminder of everything that is lost. Every step echoed in this hollow home.

Forgive me, Peter My lost fearless leader In closets like cedar, Preserved from when we were just kids. Is it something I did?

The glow of the fridge was the only light in the kitchen as you searched for anything to eat. It hadn't even occurred to you to look earlier, when you could do something about the empty shelves. You sighed, taking the milk and setting it on the counter, prepared for another night of cereal for dinner.

"You need to eat better, (y/n)." You jumped at the voice behind you. How, when your steps were so cacophonous, were his so silent? You turned to face him, turning to pick up the blanket that had slipped off your shoulders as you jumped.

Steve. As he turned the light on, he looked tired. The bags beneath his eyes aging him by at least a couple of years at least. You had always considered him to be almost immortal, un-aging. But these past few years, you saw him looking older, much more tired. You weren't really sure if it was a result of the pain of the times, or if he really was biologically aging. The thought of either was too painful to dwell on.

"Yeah? And you need to sleep better, Cap."

He chuckled and shrugged with a small, sad smile on his face. You both knew the other was right, and also knew that neither of your words would make a difference. After two years of your comrades being missing, dead or blipped, the Avengers had stalled. So, each of you, the remainders that is, seemed to have set about to destroy yourselves in a myriad of different ways.

He walked around the counter, taking the milk out of your hands. He opened the top and gave it a whiff, visibly recoiling. "That's so out of date." He poured it down the sink before bumbling around the kitchen, bringing out a pan, some eggs and various herbs and spices. "Sit down, let me make you something substantial."

You followed his orders, knowing that if you told him that you weren't hungry, felt sick, he wouldn't believe you. You knew he had too much on his plate with all the council meetings you had long gave up on. Just tonight, you would give him the win. God knows he needed it.

There was a comfortable silence between the two of you as he crafted up a meal with anything usable he could find in the kitchen, "God, we have to get better at doing food shops." He muttered, mostly to himself.

He broke the silence as he handed you a plate of food, having made on for himself as well. He sat next to you at the kitchen island as you both ate. "So, how's school?"

You almost laughed at the mundane question. You tried to remember the last time you were asked such a question. You missed this, you supposed. The small talk, back when life was normal. Back before Thanos.

"School is... okay." You didn't want to tell him that actually, school was a constant reminder that your boyfriend and two best friends were missing, presumed dead. "It's boring, pointless."

"You graduate this year, right?" He asked.

The question made your bones go cold. You hadn't even thought about it, but yeah. You would be graduating this year. Without them. You swallowed harshly. "Yeah."

He could see the emotions written all over your face and gave your shoulder a squeeze, reassuringly.

You went back to silence.

The goddess of timing, once found us beguiling. She said she was trying, Peter, was she lying? My ribs get the feeling she did.

The day was a blur. You walked up to the stage to receive your diploma, looking out into the crowd. They were sitting in the guests of honour box, being the avengers and all. Natasha and Steve smiled at you and waved, Bruce and Tony cheered while Thor gave you a hearty thumbs up. Rocket sat on his shoulder, looking bored. You wandered across the stage in a fugue state, accepting the scroll and the valedictorian award. The school hadn't asked you to do the speech, which you were grateful for. They knew you never really talked anymore.

As you returned to your seat, the principal called out "And now, we want to take a moment to remember those that we lost..."

When his photo flashed across the screen, you were sure you were going to be sick.

And I didn't wanna come down I thought it was just goodbye for now.

"Good job, kid." Natasha opened her arms and enveloped you in a hug. You returned it, almost desperately. You didn't feel like it was a good job. It was an empty achievement without them.

You both turned to walk back to the parking lot, with Steve putting his arm around you. "What do you want to do to celebrate, bud? You wanna go out to dinner?"

While your heart screamed absolutely not, your head said that they needed the win. "Sure, yeah."

You said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me.

When you moved to college, it was almost a breath of fresh air. You felt bad, leaving Steve, Natasha and Bruce since Tony had left to live with Pepper and Morgan, and Thor had gone to settle the Asgardians into New Asgard. But the silence in the halls of the compound was chest-crushing, and only grew worse by the day.

You heaved your things up the stairs into your dorm. A single one, thank god. Being one of the surviving members of the Avengers really did have its perks sometimes. You struggled to carry things that you probably wouldn't have before, and recently you had noticed that you were so tired. You tried to hide your shaky legs and the sweat on your forehead from Steve and Natasha. But they noticed, and exchanged worried glances behind your back.

Steve obviously insisted on helping everyone else in the parking lot, ever the good samaritan. You and Natasha arranged your room together, putting up posters and decorations and trying to make the space feel homely.

You picked up a picture frame and turned it around. Him.

You said you were gonna grow up, then you were gonna come find me. Words from the mouths of babes, promises, oceans deep. But never to keep.

The assignment you were working on was rough, like, really rough. You had been conducting some research and there was just something alluding you. You ended up scrolling through instagram instead, when Steve's contact flashed across the screen. You looked at the time - 2am. Way past Cap's bedtime.

"Hello?"

"(y/n)? Were you asleep?" He asked, worry immediately flooding his voice.

You rolled your eyes. "Yes."

"God, don't... don't lie to me, kid." He sighed. "Either way, you've got to come back to the compound, it's... Scott Lang. You remember the giant guy from Berlin? He's back, we're not really sure how. It might... It might be something."

You breathed out. "What?" You squeezed your eyes closed and breathed for a few seconds. "I'll be there, I've... fuck, I've got an assignment due tomorrow."

You could hear Steve smile at the absurd normalcy of what you had said. "Hey, let's mind our language. I'll get someone to send a letter to your professor to excuse you, I'm sending a quinjet to you now. Be ready."

"Sure thing, old man. See you soon."

"See ya, kid."

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From there, things moved quickly. Too quickly. Your life descended into utter chaos from writing papers in college to time travel, other worlds, alien species and infinity stones. Natasha's death.

And then there was the snap. The second one. Bruce screamed in pains as rainbow colours flashed up his arm, a thousand little lightning strikes. Steve stood in front of you, protectively. If this explodes, we're all dead. You thought, rather pessimistically.

As Bruce finally gathered the strength to snap, you were almost shocked to see he survived. Everyone ran forward to check him, Tony cooling the nasty looking burns on his arm, neck and face.

"Clint, your phone." You spoke, but it was perhaps too quiet. "Clint! Answer your phone!" You shouted, getting everyone's attention. It was the first time you had spoken in a long time, never mind shouted.

It was Laura. Oh my god. It was Laura.

Scott looked out of the windows, admiring the birds. There were so many more birds. He spun around and laughed.

And that's when it hit. You weren't even sure what it was, but then you were falling through the air. Your surroundings were crumbling and it all happened so fast you couldn't even react. Steve grabbed a hold of your arm and drew you to their chest, protecting you as you tumbled.

As you collided, your mind swarmed with so many thoughts. What the hell had happened, and was Peter back?

The battle raged. You didn't even know if everyone was out of the rubble. The battlefield was the now ruins of the only real home you had ever known. You lined up with Cap, and the others. And stared down what you were almost certain would be your death.

As the alien army marched closer, Steve turned to you. "You should run, (y/n). You have your whole life ahead of you."

You smiled, almost sadly, at him. "Cap, I don't think there is a life after this." He sighed, knowing that it was no use. You had been raised better than to abandon your family, and he knew that it was his fault. He couldn't save you.

Suddenly, sorcerer circles opened behind you and the ones you had lost came pouring in. Including him.

Are you still a mind reader? A natural scene stealer. I've heard great things, Peter. But life was always easier on you, than it was on me.

There was little time for rejoice as the army advanced towards you.

"Avengers!" Steve called. "...assemble."

And with that, you were running. You watched as spider-man flitted in and out of the hordes, doing his bit. You ran towards him, and held no mercy for any rogue soldier who dared to come near you and him. The others protected him too, and you were glad of it.

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The battle was won but Tony was lost. You stared as Pepper cried by Tony's body, his eyes open, his body and face badly burned from the impact of the stones. There was a circle of Avengers around him. Just staring. No one knowing what to do, or say.

Peter. Your Peter. Collapsed into a heap near him, his emotions taking over. It was instinctual, the way you ran to him.

"Hey," You whispered, gathering him up into your arms. "I've got you. He's resting now. He saved us." You tried throwing every phrase people had ever thrown at you, at Peter. You knew it all meant nothing to him.

You looked down at his face, and horror crossed your face as you realised how much older than him you were now.

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Steve watched his youngest team members in the puddle on the ground, the kid who had given him a run for his money in Germany, and the girl he had raised these past few years. He watched as your heart broke, and Peter couldn't even see it. He knew exactly what was going though, watching the now 21-year-old you holding a still 16-year-old Peter.

As emergency services and the military started to pull into what used to be the Avengers Compound, he knew there had to be a co-ordinated effort to resolve the tragedies they had just witnessed.

He walked over to you both and whispered softly, "Come on, kids, there's work to be done."

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And sometimes it gets me, when crossing your jetstream, We both did the best we could do underneath the same moon but in different galaxies.

"(y/n)." You didn't hear him say your name until that night. Well, the next morning, you suppose. You didn't even know what time it was.

Your face softened as you saw him. After the compound was destroyed, Clint was kind enough to bring you all to his house with Laura and the children, just until something more permanent was sorted out. It had been a couple of weeks now, and you had barely exchanged a word with anyone.

"Hi, Pete." You breathed out. He looked at your face, intently. Like he was searching for something he recognised, and couldn't find it. "How... how are you?"

"I'm alright. Um... yeah. Doing okay."

"Good, good." You hummed, sipping your cup of tea.

There was a moment of silence as the two of you looked out over the farm.

He cleared his throat. "(y/n), can we talk? I..." He faltered. "I miss you."

You looked at him, a little panicked, you'll admit. You didn't even know where to begin thinking about how to go about moving on with your relationship with Peter. You had been together for a year... but that was five years ago. That's not even considering that fact that he was still in high school and you were now of drinking age, at college. Shit, you still hadn't done that assignment.

"Peter, I..." His puppy eyes made your heart break. "I'm an adult now... it's been five years for me, and I... I changed a lot, in that time."

"Right, yeah." Tears swelled to his eyes. "You're right, yeah." You knew he was putting on a brave face.

"I'm sorry, Peter. For now, we have to go our separate ways, I think." Tears crashed down his cheeks, but he never broke eye contact with you. "I... I have to go back to college, and I won't see you for a while."

And I didn't want to hang around... We said it was just goodbye, for now

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Thank you for reading! I'm really new to posting on this blog, so any likes and reblogs are so appreciated! <3

[dieselman42069]

You know those fics where the Avengers refuse to accept that Peter is a vigilante and knows other vigilantes and breaks up trafficking rings and has seen some really bad stuff, and the Avengers think he's out there only getting kittens out of trees and stopping bike thieves? Some real "You guys save the world, we save the people inhabiting that world," type shit? And the Avengers slowly come to understand that Peter is far more vigilante than hero?

Anyone got some of those type of fics to recommend (the length or status (WIP, completed, etc) doesnt matter)? Cause I've gone through so many fics on Ao3 and there truly aren't enough.

[azriona]

Not a Fairy Tale Kiss, Chapter 68

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Avenger!OFC (2nd person POV)

This Chapter word count: 1.1k ~ Total Story count: 157k ~ This chapter is rated Mature. Chapters will be posted every Tuesday and Friday until the story is complete.

Summary: When you and Bucky are both accidentally hit with sex pollen while on a mission, you're determined to keep your relationship status at friendship, even if you’d like it to be more. Even if you think he feels the same. Even if you accidentally end up pregnant. Even if it kills you.

(Spoiler Alert: it might actually kill you. Good luck with that.)

Trigger warnings include discussion of abortion, failed pregnancies, deaths of both mom & baby--not the MC! Full warnings on AO3. Happy ending is guaranteed, despite warnings. Please see AO3 for full A/N and tags.

Chapter Summary: In which Cassie Lang listens to a bedtime story. (What, you weren't waiting for something, were you?)

“Scott.” “Hey, Maggie! I’m telling Cassie a bedtime story.” “Really? Because it sounds an awful lot like you’re telling her about your Avengering.” “No, definitely not.” “We talked about this, Scott.” “I know, and that’s why I would never tell her about my Avengering. Which I don’t do. Because it goes against my parole if it’s not signed off by twenty lawyers and half of Congress.” “Okay.” “Okay.” “Mommy, you’re interrupting the story.” “Sorry, Peanut.” “Go back downstairs.” “I’m going, I’m going.” “Is she gone?” “Yes. Keep telling me.” “Okay. So… the mystic Chinese magical man takes me to the… uh, flying dragon, and I meet with… um… Lieutenant Nationality and the Eagle and… uh… Charlotte the spider and the Princess.” “Princess?” “You’ll figure it out..."

Find out what happens to Lieutenant Nationality, the Eagle, Charlotte, and the Princess in the Evil Snake Castle on AO3!

[snapiphany]

Happy Father's Day!

[determinedwriter]

Your Heart is your Masterpiece

(Kinda an Avengers Christmas fic, mostly Tony and my OC Ro focused.)

you are an artist

but heart is your masterpiece

and I’ll keep it safe

Ro’s POV:

I’m a total bundle of nerves today.

It’s Christmas Eve, and I’m finishing up my present with Peter at my side, constantly watching the door to make sure Dad doesn’t spoil his gift.

“What if he hates it? What if he replaces FRIDAY? I’d feel bad for her. What if I-“ I ramble.

He sits next to me at the computer where I continue to work. “Easy. Easy. Take a breath. He’s gonna love it. If anything, Jarvis and Fri will be friends.”

Peter kisses my forehead. “There’s nothing to worry about.”

I bite my lip. “Yeah…yeah, okay. What do you think, J? Are you ready?”

An orange orb emerges from the lab’s holotable. “As ready as I’ll ever be, Miss Stark.”

I blow a raspberry. “Oh yeah? And how likely do you think it is that I’ll screw this up?”

“I seem to be in working order. I think your father will be happy with my updates as well.” Jarvis replies.

I nod. “Okay. That’s good. What do you think, DUM-E?”

DUM-E spins his claw around in a circle and whirrs happily.

“I’ll take that as your stamp of approval.” I say. “Thanks, buddy. That should be your name. BUD-E.”

DUM-E rolls over to me, seeming excited and gently taps his claw on my forehead. I laugh. “What was that?”

He repeats the gesture with a happy hum. Peter chuckles. “Are you kissing her forehead? Like I did?”

DUM-E whirrs cheerfully, spinning around in joy as if to say ‘Yes! Yes, he understands!’.

“Aww.” I coo at the robot. “Thanks, best friend. My favorite lab buddy. You knock it out of the park. Don’t listen to Dad when he gets mad at you. You’re the best.”

“What am I, chopped liver?” Peter jokes.

I stand up and kiss DUM-E’s claw. “Good boy.”

Peter grabs me from behind, causing me to giggle, spinning me around to kiss me several times. “You can’t escape me now.”

“There’s no mistletoe in here! It’s not allowed!” I tease.

He shrugs. “Better find some then.”

“I must say, it is great to formally meet you, Mr. Parker. Aurora has told me so much about you in our talks about what has happened since Ultron.” Jarvis chimes in.

Peter looks to the ceiling. “You too, Jarvis. Can’t wait to spend more lab days with both you and Friday.”

“I’m also looking forward to this.” Friday says. “I do hope I am not being replaced.”

“Never, Fri.” I tell her. “I won’t let that happen. It’ll be like a party here with you, Jarvis, and Aries. Just don’t go rogue please. Or like…some Roko’s basilisk type stuff.”

Peter sighs. “Man, now you’ve got me thinking about that. I couldn’t sleep when I first heard about it.”

“It is not for the faint of heart, I suppose.” I reply. “I think we might be safe though considering we have three AIs here that like us. Or…I think they do.”

“Don’t forget Karen!” He chirps. “She’s like a mom.”

“Okay, tell me honestly…did you name her after Plankton’s computer wife?” I ask.

Peter blushes. “Maybe?”

I roll my eyes. “Of course you did.”

“Oh! Oh, Dad alert! Dad alert!” Peter points to the door.

I quickly take Jarvis off of the holotable. “You’ll have your time to shine real soon, buddy.”

Dad opens the door. “Why was Peter just pointing at me and panicking like a sim who just set his house on fire?”

I blink in surprise. “I didn’t realize you were a man of culture.”

He winks. “Of course I am. Anyways, don’t change the subject. What’s going on? Friday?”

“Mini Boss is working on your Christmas gift. I believe she has just finished it.” Friday explains.

“Narc.” I mutter.

Dad ruffles my hair. “Can’t wait, kiddo. You look like you’re about to throw up though.”

“I’m…nervous you won’t like it.” I admit.

He gives me a soft smile. “I’m sure I will, bambina. Now come on upstairs with everyone else before Cap makes us watch something even older than Miracle on 34th Street.”

I nod, rolling my eyes. “You’re ridiculous.”

We end up watching a few classics before going to bed, but not before some hot cocoa and couch cuddles with my very favorite people.

Dad kisses my temple and smiles as I lean against him. Peter is holding my hand, but has his head leaning against Aunt May’s shoulder. I’m glad we invited them to spend the holiday with us.

“Well, you seem jolly.” I comment to Dad.

“I just…I’m soaking in the moment.” He tells me. “Love you tons, Ro.”

I grin. “Love you tons.”

Even Clint and his family are here, along with Scott and his girlfriend, daughter, his ex wife, and her husband. The parents look at their children similarly to how Dad did to me. It makes me warm inside.

The Avengers are a dysfunctional family, but they’re mine. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

That night as we go to bed, Peter sneaks into my room despite being told to stay in his guest room a few doors down.

I’m pretty sure Dad must know he comes into my room or I go into his whenever he stays over, but he’s never said anything.

I think I may have Pepper to thank for that. She’s the one that talked to him when I told them both that I was dating Peter.

Dad was as overprotective as ever about it, Pepper reining him in with promises of giving me ‘the talk’. I went a little red when she said that, but it's better than not being allowed to date at all.

So here we are cuddling until we fall asleep together, twisted in bed sheets as the sun rises. Peter is the one to wake me up. “Psst…”

I crack one eye open, groaning a little. “Pete…what time is it?”

“It’s already eight. And Santa came.” He jokes. “Come on.”

I chuckle, throwing on a hoodie over my pajamas. “Okay, okay. You’re lucky I love you.”

Peter takes my hand and we go to the common room where the big Christmas tree is, seeing some of the others are already awake.

Scott’s daughter Cassie smiles at me. “Good morning! Merry Christmas! Look, Santa brought us all a bunch of stuff!”

“Did he eat those cookies?” I ask.

“Yeah!” She replies ecstatically. “And he drank the milk and the reindeer had the carrots and and-“

I laugh. “That’s pretty cool.”

Cassie nods. “It is! It’s super duper uber cool!”

It doesn’t take long for the younger kids to wake up their parents and start the present opening. I am giving far too many presents. More than I deserve. I’m really lucky.

And now it’s time to show Dad his gift. “Okay, your present is, well it’s kinda everywhere.”

“Air? Christmas cheer?” Dad jokes.

I pull a hologram up on my Stark Pad, showing the orange orb that is Jarvis. “Alright pal, showtime.”

“It’s a pleasure to see everyone together for the holidays, Miss Stark. Sir, I am delighted to be reunited with you.” Jarvis says.

Dad blinks a few times in disbelief and I swear I see tears. “J-Jarvis? Is that…?”

“It is indeed, sir.” He replies.

I hold my breath, waiting for his reaction. Dad wipes a hand over his face, eyes wide. “Aurora Anthony Stark, I can’t even begin to imagine how you did this.”

“So…you like my present?” I ask.

He scoffs. “Are you kidding? Ro, this is…”

“May I suggest some adjectives, sir?” Jarvis chimes in.

“No thanks, J. Words will fail to do it justice. How did…I-I thought Jarvis was…” Dad stammers, seemingly speechless for the first time in his life.

“I found some old archives with Aries. I guess I had some backups I didn't know about in her system.” I explain. “It took some work, but I got him all updated. Just promise me you won’t replace Friday.”

He grins. “Never. Oh bambina, I think I’m dreaming.”

I smile back. “So I did good, huh?”

Dad hugs me tightly, not letting go for several seconds. I hear him sniffling, trying to hide his tears of joy. “Yeah, Mini Stark. You did real good.”

I melt into his embrace as he kisses my forehead. “Merry Christmas, my favorite daughter.”

“I’m your only daughter.” I point out.

He scoffs. “Still. You’re my favorite.”

I roll my eyes, still wrapped in his arms. “Merry Christmas to you too, Dad. I love you tons.”

“I love you more.”

[icyfox17]

Paul Rudd and Danny Ramirez in Doomsday... Guys if we get an Ant-Man Falcon interaction IM GOING TO LOSE IT THSHDHAHSJDJFJDHAJSDKKDS

[reallyunluckyrunaway]

(Robert Downy Jr. and Josh Brolin on the set of Infinity War.)

[fishsouper]

in the honor of my marvel obsession creeping back to me + my family being in disneyland and exploring avengers campus, have some ✨avengers incorrect quotes✨ as things my friends and family have said

a shit ton of these were conversations between @cissyenthusiast010155 and i lmao

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peter: indulge in my child-like whimsy. buy me a web slinger

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steve: is that an igloo over there??

peter: …it’s a hippie house?

tony: did you hear about the hippie states wife?

steve: why on earth is there a hippie house in the cars theme park?!

tony: babe. did you hear about the hippie states wi-

peter: what’s the hippie state?

tony: the hippie states wife is mississippi!

steve: what on earth are you talking abou-

tony: like,,, mrs. hippie?? mississippi?

steve: …

peter: …

tony: …

tony: i thought it was funny

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tony: “i can do this all day”? that’s what she said

steve: SHHHHHH!!!

natasha: ooh, you’ve finally been shushed

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loki: a kid ran in front of me and my reaction was “broken child!”

steve: wHAT?!

loki: i didn’t say it out loud!!!

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scott: please sir, you don’t understand, if i don’t get my 20 dollar sunglasses back, my children will die

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peggy: i support neil patrick harris being gay

natasha: peg, you’re a lesbian

peggy: yes, but i am an ally to his gayness

natasha: you are gay

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peter: they should let me stay up late. because. if they don’t it would be…

ned: transphobic?

peter: YES

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bucky: i smelled grass! and now i want some!

steve: you want to eat grass?!

bucky: absolutely

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peter: and they were LAB PARTNERS

harley: oh my gawd they were lab partners

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tony: i want shawarma

steve: i want to go to sleep

tony: it’s only 4 pm

steve: and?

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steve: oh, this boba pearl is stuck in the ice…

bucky: just like captain america!

tony: aaaah, good one

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mj: “what kind of girl do you want” a red one

peter: …

peter: are we talking about cars????

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thor: i don’t understand the scientific physics

bruce: the what

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peter: please bring back the cheese man

tony: that could really mean any of us

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*at their first meet up in a while*

natasha: yknow, i’m just now being reminded of the fact that i hate half the people here

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bucky: i hate will ferrell

sam: how can anyone hate will ferrell?!

bucky: well, i liked him in barbie

sam: and he was funny in the lego movie!

bucky: true, he was awesome in that

sam: oh, he was also megamind!

bucky: yes! i loved him with that

sam: you don’t actually hate will ferrell, do you?

bucky: …

sam: you just hate elf

bucky: …i just hate elf

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steve: “rogers: the musical” can only be described as feeling like bad fanfiction

tony: isn’t it amazing

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*playing heads up, prompt “avengers: civil war”*

peter: when! when the divorce!

scott: ant man’s first fight!

natasha: when everyone decided they didn’t like each other anymore!

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harley: oh, c3p0 and r2d2 are a gay couple!

peter: duh??? did you just realize that???

[arcadiaforever]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies), Ant-Man (Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Clint Barton/Laura Barton, Cassie Lang & Scott Lang, Clint Barton & Scott Lang, Clint Barton & Scott Lang & Tony Stark Characters: Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Scott Lang, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Cassie Lang, Laura Barton Additional Tags: Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Parent Tony Stark, Tony Stark Has a Heart, Peter Parker Whump, Clint Barton & Scott Lang Friendship, Scott Lang & Tony Stark Friendship Series: Part 1 of Dadvegers Assemble! Summary:

This is the story of how three superhero dads came together to form a club; The Dadvengers Club

In which Scott, Clint, and Tony find the one thing they all have in common.

[literaryavenger]

AVENGERS MASTERLIST

ONE SHOTS

Heartbroken - Dad!Tony

Back To You - Steve Rogers

[koffeebiscuits]

Babysitting 🐜🍼

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[grimreaperofroleplay]

Sometimes I forget that no, Scott, Clint and Tony doesn't have a "getting along" scene or even a moment where it's just them being dads, that was a missed opportunity marvel seriously it was.

I would've adored seeing those three like getting along because of the fact they have kids and are so solely proud of them

I like to imagine that in some in between battle outside of timeline or movie. that yes, Scott, Clint and Tony got their dad times as they tell the embarrassing stories and dad jokes to eachother in the middle of battle while everyone else was like trying to call them out because everyone was getting slammed into the floor while those three dads were just talking fondly of their children's

(the the team lost that fight and had to retreat to base)