but call it tony for short

cinnamonrollbucky  asked:

TALK STARKQUILL TO ME I NEED

Their meeting was a little less meet-cute and a little more,,, meet-ugly sort of thing.


Mainly because they both read the situation very badly and ended up trying to kill one another. Completely accidentally, but.

Still.

And really, can you blame Tony? Their ship does crash-land in the middle of a crowded highway, and barely manages to avoid civilians. Then they pop out, and they’re armed to the teeth, looking pretty threatening and…well… alien.

People end up calling (what’s left of) the Avengers- which happens, at the time, to be Tony and Tony alone.

Except the Guardians crashed in Florida; when Tony got the call he was in New Orleans at a science convention, and the suit was still in New York.

But he went anyway. Suit or no suit, he had to try. He was the only line of defence now, after… everything.

So, armed with a sophisticated watch-gauntlet and a gun he always kept tucked in his jacket pocket, he takes the jet and leaves to try and stop them from potentially, y’know, annihilating the world or whatever.


Except things don’t really happen like that, in the end.


“Listen, what are the chances you’re gonna do as I say when I order you to drop your weapons and leave?” tony asks wearily, as he holds the gun at the biggest guy’s weirdly patterned face and the gauntlet at the woman holding the largest gun he’s ever seen in his life. He doesn’t even bat an eyelid toward the talking walking raccoon or… the tree…thing.

Just another day in the life, at this point.

Although it would be kinda embarrassing if he ends up getting murdered by the raccoon. What the damn hell would they put on his grave? Here lies Tony Stark- saved New York, but unable to protect himself from the dangers of the Mighty Raccoon?

As soon as he’d spoken, about 13 different weapons were pointed in his face. Which hardly made sense, considering there were five of them and they all only had two hands. But whatever.

“How’s about we ask you the same? Except more forcefully, considering we got all the guns,” the raccoon said.

Tony rolled his eyes. “Where the fuck would I go then, what with me being a human being who lives here? Just fling myself into the void of space? And yes, tempting as that might sound, I’ve been there done that. Not as appealing as I would have thought, to be honest.” 

The five stared at him in confusion for a moment, before what looked to be the only actual human stepped forward, head cocked. His eyes were bright and beard scruffy- Tony thought it suited him.

Tony also thought he should probably focus on the task at hand, and his ever-growing chances of imminent death, rather than how pretty his opponent was.

“You’re just a human, huh?” Hot Scruffy Man asked.

Tony raised an eyebrow, and then pointed the gun at him when he took another step. “What gave it away? The fact that I have the same composition and structure as every other human on the planet? The fact I look just like you, who is also a human?”

“Half human,”

“What was the other half, pure asshole?”

“Actually… kinda, yeah.” The Hot Scruffy Man paused, and then shrugged. “Daddy issues.”

Tony had a brief moment to wonder what the fuck he was doing before an involuntary snort of laughter had escaped out of him. “Yeah- rode that train before, buddy- still doesn’t explain why you’re on the planet I protect, waving your guns around at innocent people and causing millions of dollars worth in property damage.”

The team in front of him paused, and then the man looked back at the green lady, who just shrugged and put down her gun. “We were told there was an imminent threat to your planet. We were in the neighbourhood, so we thought we’d come save you.”

Tony stared at them, contemplating. “Where are your sources from?”

“The fine NovaCorps,” Massive Bulked Alien Dude spoke up.

Tony squinted, running a hand across his forehead. “Am I… supposed to know what that means?”

“Fancy space police,” Raccoon told him.

“You seen any apocalyptic aliens round here lately?” Hot scruffy Man asked him again, slightly confused now. 

Tony just sighed. “Nope. And if there were, I would handle them. You can go back…wherever you came from, guys, it’s fine, Earth is fine-“

“You? You’re gonna protect the Earth? With your fancy little handgun and hand-firey thing?” The Raccoon laughed, and Tony scowled.

Luckily, because he had been counting the seconds in his head since he’d called it, he knew he was about to do something really badass, and it wiped the scowl off his face, replacing it with a little smile as he stared at the stupid talking Raccoon. 

“No,” he said, shrugging as he heard the familiar whirring sound of metal moving at hundreds of miles an hour up ahead of him.

The aliens looked up, one of them pointing their gun at the source of noise, like it would do anything. But in the space of a few seconds, it had already reached its intended target, slowing down just enough to not vaporise his body and wrapping around him, every piece fitting in a way that made Tony want to give himself a round of applause.


“I’m gonna protect Earth with this,” he said, raising his two repulsors and loading them right in the Raccoon’s little face.


There was complete silence for a second, before Hot Scruffy Man made a noise that should really, for the sake of Tony’s sanity, be kept in the bedroom. “That was literally the coolest and most attractive thing I have ever seen ever. In my life.”

Tony couldn’t help himself; he smirked and cocked his head Hot scruffy Man. “Sweetie, I appreciate the sentiment, but you’re gonna have to keep it in your pants until we can sort this out.”

Green Lady sighed, and walked forward to smack Hot Scruffy Man around the back of the head. “You know what we talked about, Peter- no flirting with potential targets. It’s in bad form.”

“This guy certainly hasn’t got a bad form,” Hot Scruffy Man- Peter- nodded over to Tony and smirked.

Green Lady sighed, and then turned to Tony. “Listen. You want to protect your planet. We want to protect your planet. How about rather than pointing our weapons at one another, we try and… you know, do what we set out to do?”

Instantly, the smile slide off Tony’s face, not that any of them could tell behind the faceplate. “I work alone. Sorry. You’re gonna have to l-“


And that was when the world sort of exploded around them.


Without even thinking about it, Tony shot forward and wrapped his arms around the two closest to him- the Green Lady and Peter- rolling them to the ground and hoping that the rest of his team, especially the more flammable ones, were okay. Green Lady yelled at the sudden-ness of his approach, but Peter just sighed. “Here we go,” he muttered into Tony’s shoulder.

Tony was inclined to agree, there.




Half-way through the battle, Peter AKA Starlord AKA Galaxy’s Number One Asshole asked him out.

Tony looked at him for a good four seconds before he got tackled to the ground by… (Dracula? Dracker? He was having to learn the names on the go, and his mind was currently on other, more explosion-based things) the Massive Bulked Alien Dude.

“THAT IS VERY UNPROFFESSIONAL, PETER!” He yelled, before looking down at Tony. “Are you well? I thought you may have been hit with a paralytic beam of some sort.”

Tony nodded, and then sat up. “No paralytic. Just your team-mate.”

Massive Bulked Alien Dude nodded wisely. “He does tend to have that affect on people.”

“What? Endangering their goddamn lives on the field?”

Massive Bulked Alien Dude paused, and then shrugged as he rolled off Tony. “I was going to say rendering people speechless with his idiocy, but that too.”

“Hey, that’s not fair, I’m actually clever, Tony, I promise! Boyfriend material, right here!” Peter yelled across the battlefield, looking over to them and grinning as he shot an alien in the back of the head without even looking.

“You’re a god damn alien!” tony yelled back exasperatedly, trying to keep the smile off his face as he jumped high into the air and then landed on an unfortunate opponent.

“Yeah- think of all the new tricks I must know, then,” Peter countered, winking as he dived behind a car and then threw what must have been a fancy bomb over the bonnet.

Tony’s mind briefly short-circuited at that (Holy mother of God) astute observation- but he quickly regrouped and fired a repulsor at an alien attempting to sneak up behind Rocket. “I’m gonna need a few examples before I agree to anything, sweetie,” he replied.

Peter laughed and opened his mouth, but then the Tree hit him over the head. “Ow!” he complained, looking betrayed.

“I have enough issues dealing with one distracted team-member whilst in the middle of a battle, I will not be dealing with two! Cut the flirting out!” Gamora yelled, as Tony watched her utterly destroy two different aliens at once.

“She thinks we should be ‘professionals’ and ‘focus on the mission’ when we’re in battle,” Peter said grumpily, wiping a cut across his face and then shrugging. “I respectfully disagree.”

Tony had to cut the conversation short again in order to swoop up and laser his way into the main hull of the ship that loomed barely even twenty meters over the battlefield, but he still had the team in the comm that FRIDAY had patched him into. “So what about Monday? You sticking around until then?” He asked.

Rocket swore at them down the line, but Peter just laughed. “For you, baby, of course I am.”

“Good. I’ve got a meeting with… let’s call him an ex. Be nice to have an excuse to blow him off.”

Peter whistled, “Oooh, want me to sweep you off your feet and declare battle with him for hurting you? I’m always up for it.”

“Much as I would like to see that, he’s kind of peak physical perfection. Plus I’d rather just make out with you,” Tony admitted.

“That’s fair. I want to make out with me too.”

“You’re an asshole.”

“Yep- welcome to the Guardians- we’re all assholes here. You’ll fit right in,” Peter told him.

“I am GROOT!” Came a rumbling voice that Tony could hear even off the comms, and he looked down in time to watch the tree grab Peter around the wait and haul him, flinging him up in to the sky with a yell.

It was a perfect throw, to be fair to Groot. Peter’s momentum cut out just as he was level with Tony, who grabbed his shoulders and lifted his faceplate, just for a second, in time for Peter to plant one on his mouth with a grin and a raised eyebrow, before he began falling again, right into Groot’s waiting arms.


Through the comm, Gamora just sighed. “Idiots. All of you.”

lmao can someone pls remind the mcu fandom that tony stark is literally just. an engineer and the Avengers’ self-appointed PR guy? He’s their tech support? He keeps people off their backs because they don’t actually have any kind of….organization whatsoever there’s no chain of command short of “follow steve” there’s no contact info aside from “call someone’s cell phone and hope for the best” they’re a mess their emergency government liaison is a guy who spends most of his time building robot suits into every mode of transportation he can think of so that he doesn’t spontaneously combust out of sheer anxiety 

Like, he’s not even the CEO of anything anymore, he’s not an active duty Avenger, he’s not a government official, he’s definitely not influencing the collective wills and opinions of the governments and populations of 117 countries, he’s not influencing the United Nations, he’s not higher in the chain of command than the Secretary of State, he didn’t come up with the Accords, he’s not forcing the Avengers to do anything, he’s literally just trying to cooperate with the United Nations and trying to get the rest of the team to also cooperate with the United Nations in order to stop Bad Shit™ from being done to his team 

Reader’s guide - master list of my favourite fics and writers

So I was originally just making this for myself as a shortcut to author’s I knew I liked in different genres for when I want to read something particular, when I figured why not make this a public post so everyone can access it, right? 

All of the present links are to the blog, fic/series, or master list of a writer whose work I adore and all are marvel/avengers based. If you want me to remove you off this list or even just change the way I describe your work please message me and I will do so straight away. All descriptions are only based on my perceptions of the content there is at the time of making the post.

Like most of our fandom and like my URL, icon, blog description etc infer, I’m a slut for Bucky Barnes and this list reflects that. 

Smut City

@buckysbackpackbuckle - Masterlist - okay so this list isn’t all 100% smut but it mostly is and the smut is just so good. Oneshots and a couple short series, mostly Bucky x reader, other ventures include Peter Parker, Lance Tucker and Bucky x Steve x Reader 

@fvckingbuckyandsteve ​ - Masterlist - Basically the URL says it all, pure smut featuring Bucky, Steve, Bucky and Steve, Seb and Chris being sinful with reader, plus a few bonus Avengers sex drabbles and a Steve x reader x Nat oneshot. 

@actuallyasgardian - Masterlist - mostly smutty one shots and drabbles, Bucky x reader, Bucky x Steve x Reader, Thor x Reader, much great sin.

@sebastiansin-221b - Masterlist - Bucky, Seb, and Chris Evans smut goodness, mostly oneshots, a fabulous Stony smut 

@just-call-me-mrs-captain -Masterlist - so much great smut, largely ft Bucky, Steve, Seb, Chris, bit of Nat bit of Sam + more, one shots series and drabbles and some great Bucky x reader x Steve action. 

@fvckingavengers - Masterlist - pretty much, in my humble opinion, marvel smut queen. In one shots and short series, lots of Steve and Bucky, with some Pitero, Loki, Thor, Nat, Tony and Wanda on the side and a generous amount of reader x two-and-even-sometimes-three-character-action

Fluff Town 

@writingruna - Masterlist - mostly mega fluffy/ romantic one shots + bunch of drabbles feat. so many characters we got: Bucky, Steve, Pietro, Wanda, Bruce, Natasha, Clint, Thor, Loki, Tony

@writingbarnes - Masterlist - I’ll be honest this tumblr has done SO MANY AMAZING FICS I am yet to peruse them all but from what I can tell its basically fluffy or general oneshots and series, including Bucky, Steve, Tony, Thor, Clint, Pietro, Wanda, Loki, Nat, and Bruce sorted into an impeccably presented series of character-categorised lists

@buckyywiththegoodhair - Masterlist - much Bucky x reader fluff series, one shots and drabbles with a hint of Steve here and there and perhaps a love triangle 

@pleasecallmecaptain - Masterlist - Bucky and Steve x reader fluff city one-shots, a series and a pile of dribbles 

@scarlettsoldier - Masterlist - These are all just pretty sweet even if they’re not all overly fluffy its just kind of a happy time. Features Bucky x Reader, Steve x Reader and Wanda x Reader

Mixed

@sebseyesandbuckysthighs - Masterlist - THE BEST AU SERIES YOU CAN IMAGINE: reader x Vampire!Bucky  (I don’t even tend to like AU’s OR series!). Some heavenly Bucky series, many Bucky one shots and some Steve, Tony, and Clint one shots. Angst, smut and fluff, all labelled. 

@backpackfullofplums - Masterlist - fluff and angst and smut, oh my! All Bucky x reader (smut is labelled). Great lil descriptions for each title. 

@buckysplums14 - Masterlist - basically all the Bucky smut and fluff (labelled) you can imagine in the forms of one shots and short series. Features Bucky x reader, Stucky, Bucky x Nat, Bucky x Wanda, Bucky x Reader x Third party 

@after-avenging-hours - Masterlist - smut and fluff and angst (smut not labelled but kinda clear a lot of the time in titles and descriptions). Mostly Bucky, Steve and Bucky and Steve, featuring some Thor, Loki, Bruce, Sam. Oneshots and series. The disney corruptions are an actual work of smutty genius. 

@badults​ - Masterlist - smutty and fluffy one shots (smut is labelled) with a variety of characters including Bucky, Steve, Tony, Pietro, Wanda, T’Challa, Peggy and Clint. 

@marvelfic - Masterlist - smutty and fluffy one-shots and short series (smut is labelled), characters include Bucky, Steve, Bruce and Clint, also features non-romantic Avengers fics.

@stories-from-stark-tower -  Masterlist - one-shots come in fluffy or angst/mega feels with the following characters; Tony, Steve, Bucky, Bruce, Pietro, Wanda, Clint, Nat, Thor, Scott, Loki and Wade Wilson (Deadpool), various drabbles and one Bucky series. 

@mywritingsblog​ - Masterlist - fluff and smut (smut is labelled) with Tom Hiddleston and Sebastian Stan, the actors and various characters they play, featuring reader and various female characters, one shots and series.

@rogersxbarnesx​ - Masterlist - Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers galore, series and oneshots, Stucky and stucky x reader action, and a Wanda Maximoff appearance. Features smut and fluff and some angst (smut is labelled). 

@shieldsshallbebroken - Masterlist - oneshots and drabbles, fluff and smut (smut not labelled), great (and smutty) A/O/B steve x reader x bucky series, links to whopping impressive fics on Ao3

@221bshrlocked​ - Masterlist - Bucky x reader angst, fluff and smut (smut not labelled) one shots and series. Professor!Bucky!! 

@avasparks - Masterlist - Pretty much Bucky/ Seb Stan in many one shots, drabbles, series, featuring AUs, Steve x Reader x Bucky action. Fluff, angst and smut (smut not always labelled) 

@sebbytrash - Masterlist - Mostly Bucky x reader, fluff and smut (smut is labelled), features a bit of Tony and T’Challa with reader too

@bucky-plums-barnes - Masterlist - Lots of cute Bucky x reader prompted drabble, fluff and smut mostly (smut is labelled so are trigger warnings), bucky x reader one shots of the same variety

@imhereforbvcky - Masterlist - Mostly Bucky x Reader, some great series and also drabbles and one shots: angst and fluff but slays me with the smut

Something Different aka “Other” 

@the-life-of-bucky-barnes​ - not fics but Bucky Barnes’ instagram, genius drawings and captions = A+ quality content.


LAST UPDATE: 02/01/17

NOTES: 

  • When i say smut is labelled or not labelled I mean from the master list, most of the not labelled ones include warnings or labels once you click on the stories
  • I intend to update this list over time
  • Please message me if you find any links don’t work or have any other issues (eg. see top of post)
  • Anyone is so welcome to message me if you write Marvel fic and maybe would like to be added to the list I’m 100% open to that and always love reading new content!

I honestly just made this for my own reference and convenience but then thought others would possibly benefit from it too so I hope people find it useful

89th Academy Awards Winners

BEST PICTURE
“La La Land”
“Moonlight” - WINNER
“Manchester by the Sea”
“Arrival”
“Fences”
“Lion”
“Hidden Figures”
“Hacksaw Ridge”
“Hell or High Water”

BEST DIRECTOR
Damien Chazelle, “La La Land” - WINNER

Barry Jenkins, “Moonlight”
Denis Villeneuve, “Arrival”
Kenneth Lonergan, “Manchester by the Sea”
Mel Gibson, “Hacksaw Ridge”

ACTRESS IN A LEADING ROLE
Natalie Portman, “Jackie”
Emma Stone, “La La Land” - WINNER
Isabelle Huppert, “Elle”
Meryl Streep, “Florence Foster Jenkins”
Ruth Negga, “Loving”

ACTOR IN A LEADING ROLE
Ryan Gosling, “La La Land”
Casey Affleck, “Manchester by the Sea” - WINNER
Denzel Washington, “Fences”
Andrew Garfield, “Hacksaw Ridge”
Viggo Mortensen, “Captain Fantastic”

ACTRESS IN A SUPPORTING ROLE
Viola Davis, “Fences” - WINNER

Michelle Williams, “Manchester by the Sea”
Octavia Spencer, “Hidden Figures”
Naomie Harris, “Moonlight”
Nicole Kidman, “Lion”

ACTOR IN A SUPPORTING ROLE
Mahershala Ali, “Moonlight” - WINNER

Jeff Bridges, “Hell or High Water”
Lucas Hedges, “Manchester by the Sea”
Dev Patel, “Lion”
Michael Shannon, “Nocturnal Animals”

ADAPTED SCREENPLAY
“Moonlight,” Barry Jenkins - WINNER

“Arrival,” Eric Heisserer
“Lion,” Luke Davies
“Fences,” August Wilson
“Hidden Figures,” Allison Schroeder and Theodore Melfi

ORIGINAL SCREENPLAY
“La La Land,” Damien Chazelle
“Hell or High Water,” Taylor Sheridan
“Manchester by the Sea,” Kenneth Lonergan - WINNER
“The Lobster,”  Yorgos Lanthimos and Efthymis Filippou
“20th Century Women,” Mike Mills

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Masterlist for Mobile Users

SEBASTIAN STAN

BEYOND THE PALE | Series (Ongoing)

Professor!Seb x Reader: You are entering your third year at University and the attraction and chemistry between you and your new professor is undeniable. Can you survive one semester keeping your relationship private?

Part 1Part 2 — Part 3 — Part 4


CATALYST | Short Series (Completed)

Bucky x Reader (minor Steve x Reader): Tony invites you to live at the Stark tower after he finds you have the ability to manipulate water. What will happen when you catch the attentions of not one, but two of your new roommates?

Part 1Part 2


COVERT AFFECTION | Short Series (Completed)

Bucky x Reader: A close-call intel mission leads to you and Bucky spending some alone time together.

Part 1Part 2


SIX FEET UNDER | Series (Ongoing)

SugarDaddy!Seb x Reader: You get a surprising job offer from your boss that has you doing things you would never have imagined before. 

Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3 – Part 4 – Part 5


UMBRA | Short Series (Completed)

Bucky x Reader: Set between the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier and Captain America: Civil War, you find yourself growing closer to your new neighbor who is always there to lend you a hand when you need it.

Part 1Part 2


A LONELY NIGHT | One Shot

WinterSoldier!Bucky x Reader: After finding Bucky at a bar, you reminisce about the night you first met, a year earlier.

Read A Lonely Night


COLD SHOULDER | One Shot – Requested

Seb x Reader: You try to ignore your feelings for your cast mate after accidentally reading a text message that wasn’t intended for your eyes.

Read Cold Shoulder


DISNEY | One Shot – Requested

Bucky x Reader: After learning that Bucky has never been to Disney World, you plan a special surprise visit for the both of you.

Read Disney

CHRIS EVANS

VERSACE ON THE FLOOR | One Shot – Requested

Chris x Reader: You enjoy a relaxing bath night after attending an event with your husband.

Read Versace on the Floor

TARON EGERTON

SURPRISE | One Shot

College!Taron x Reader: A would-be sad holiday stuck alone at University takes an unexpected turn when Taron shows up into your dorm room for a Christmas surprise.

Read Surprise


TRUST | One Shot

Eggsy x Reader: Eggsy and Roxy join you and the rest of your team in the States, but loyalties are tested when Eggsy receives a video of his family being held hostage.

Read Trust

JAI COURTNEY

ALLURE | Series (Hiatus)

Eric x Reader: As a new initiate at Dauntless, you struggle between your forbidden relationship with Dauntless leader Eric and initiation, which will determine the rest of your life.

Part 1 — Part 2 — Part 3 — Part 4 — Part 5 — Part 6 — Part 7 — Part 8


RUN | Series (Completed)

Charlie x Reader: Your life is in danger if you don’t run away from the home that you have known your whole life with a man you realize you hardly know.

Part 1 — Part 2 — Part 3 — Part 4


HOLIDAY IN SYDNEY | One Shot

Jai x Reader: A hunky Australian’s failed rescue attempt turns into an enjoyable part of your vacation.

Read Holiday in Sydney


INTERVIEW | One Shot – Requested

Jai x Reader: Missing a big interview turns out to be better than you expected.

Read Interview


THURSDAY’S | One Shot

Jai x Reader: You spend the day at a local market showing around a new guy in town.

Read Thursday’s


TRAINING SESSION | One Shot

TrainerAU!Eric x Reader: Your usual trainer bails on you, but luckily for you the replacement turns out to be more than you expected.

Read Training Session

CHARLIE COX

SENSES | Short Series (Completed)

Matt x Reader: Your new job as Matt’s assistant becomes seemingly more interesting.

Part 1 — Part 2

SONS OF ANARCHY

THE RETURN | Series (Hiatus)

Maisie Winston returns to her hometown of Charming after graduating from university. She struggles to find her place between the club and her growing affections for the deputy chief.

Part 1

DRABBLES

1K FOLLOWER CELEBRATION

Bucky Barnes x Reader

American Beauty/American Psycho

Hurt Me Harder

Satisfied

Secret Love Song

Shape of You

Suga Mama

Welcome to the Black Parade

Sebastian Stan x Reader

Animals

I Am a Rock

Partition

Vice

HEADCANONS

Dating Taron

Requesting Guidelines

Liberty and Justice (NSFW)

Eggsy Unwin x Reader x Bucky Barnes

Summary: Kingsman/Avengers AU - The Avengers are a branch of the Statesmen located in New York, Eggsy and Merlin have come to the states in search of Harry and you have been assigned to work with Eggsy to help find the man who may have kidnapped him causing Bucky (Sergeant) to get a little jealous.

Warnings: Smut

A/N: DONE! If there are any glaring grammatical errors just let me know and I’ll fix it in the morning. I’m too tired right now. I pulled these images off google to make this gif so I don’t know who the original artists are. If you do let me know and I’ll credit them. Glad I finally managed to write this because I honestly wasn’t sure how I was going to do it at first but I’m (sort of) pleased with the result. Also, this is still a reader fic but because everyone in Kingsmen and Statesmen going by code names the reader and the Avengers go by code names. Just trust me on this.


“Are you fucking serious? I have to go back there?” Eggsy groaned, throwing a small tantrum.

“Yes Eggsy, you and I have to go back to see the Statesmen, they are the only ones who can help us find Harry.” Merlin sighed. “But don’t worry, we are going to see the New Yorkers this time, not the mid-westerners.”

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Full Bloom

There was a slam from behind him as Bucky kicked the door shut with all the might his ten-year-old body could muster, and then the sounds of distant yelling from inside the room he’d just stormed from.

He didn’t care. The people his mom had taken him around to visit were assholes. He just felt bad for leaving Stevie in there to fend for himself- although to be honest, he was probably just having to be held back by Mrs Rogers as he made a desperate attempt to smash their kneecaps in.

Bucky growled at nothing, kicking a nearby rock as he marched through the unknown village. The place they were in was foreign to him; the rich side of town where Bucky rarely even heard about, let alone visited. Only reason he’d been dragged along in the first place was because of the new job his and Steve’s mom had both been offered, and their potential new bosses had wanted to meet for dinner to discuss ‘arrangements’, whatever that meant.

They probably didn’t want to discuss anything now- not after the way Bucky had reacted. 

Which was great. Meant his mom had lost the job offer. Again.

And Bucky had tried, he really had- best behaviour and everything that his mom had asked him to- he knew that this was important to her. And Sarah. Probably more so to her; she and Stevie struggled to put food on the table as it was.


And he’d ruined everything.


Sniffing and adamantly refusing to cry, he kept marching, unsure of where he was going, but uncaring too. He just needed to… to find somewhere quiet. 

He’d be in so much trouble when his momma got hold of him.


It was only a few minutes later when he came back to himself, realising that he’d somehow managed to wander into a field, filled with pretty flowers and lovely green grass. It was surrounded by trees perfect for climbing, and the sun shone on it in a way that made it all glow.

Not that Bucky cared. Right now, he just needed a place to sit and be grumpy.

Throwing himself forward, he fell to his ass with an angry little growl and tucked his knees up against his chest, staring moodily ahead of him. There were little flowers dotted around the grass, and he picked at them absently, ripping their petals off and then letting them flutter to the ground or float away in the light breeze.


“Hey! Don’t do that, what did the flowers ever do to you?”


Bucky jerked and turned around immediately, eyes wide and searching for the owner of the voice. He definitely hadn’t expected to be found in a place like this- not so soon anyway.

Ahead of him, there was a skinny little boy, his warm brown eyes as big as saucers as he stared down at Bucky and the angry look that was still etched on his face. The boy was dressed in clothes that probably cost more than the contents of Bucky’s entire room, but there was grass stains and muddy patches all over them. His curly hair was falling into his eyes a little, but he quickly brushed it out when he saw Bucky looking; probably out of habit.

“Those… those flowers are pretty. Don’t ruin them,” the boy said weakly, apparently losing his confidence as he saw Bucky’s grumpy look.

He probably did look quite scary- a boy already tall for his age, in the wrong part of town and picking apart flowers in this fancy field whilst wearing a look of absolute thunder on his face. No wonder the newcomer was looking a little shifty.

He made an effort to smooth out his face a little, but he doubted it did much. “Sorry,” he said gruffly, shrugging his shoulders, “I’ll find somewhere else, I didn’t know you were here-“

“No, I didn’t mean you had to leave,” the boy said hurriedly, taking a brave step forward, “I just heard you storming in, and wanted to see who you were. That’s all. And there’s better ways to make use of the flowers than to rip them up, you know.”

Bucky looked at him quizzically, and then his eyes drifted down to the little chain of colourful flowers the other boy was gripping in his hand. Apparently losing all confidence again when he caught Bucky staring, his eyes widened and he hid the offending object behind his back, taking a little step back once again. It was like he was dancing, he moved that much.

“They’re just flowers, it’s not a crime, boys can like flowers too you know, I don’t- don’t beat me up,” he stumbled, holding his chin high in defiance but failing to hide the panic in his eyes as he took another step back.

Bucky furrowed his brow in confusion. Why the hell would he think he was gonna get beat up? Bucky didn’t hurt anyone- not unless they started it first, anyway.

“I’m not gonna beat you up,” he declared, shaking his head, “and I know it’s okay for boys to like flowers. I was just angry, and I wanted to fiddle with somethin’. Sorry if I hurt them,” he said, biting his lip.

He didn’t want this boy to think he was mean. Even if he probably looked pretty mean right now- Bucky didn’t want him to be scared. He looked as if he was scared quite a lot, actually.

There was silence, as the boy ran another hand through his hair and bounced on the balls of his feet. He was keeping his eyes fixed on his floor, and Bucky was just about to get up and say he was leaving when the boy suddenly spoke up again.

“I come out to this field when I get upset, like you. But… uh, I use the flowers too. I just mess with them in different ways,” he said, like that was supposed to explain something.

Bucky looked at him in confusion, and after a few seconds the boy’s hand was slowly removed from behind his back, revealing the pretty chain of flowers again. “Have you ever made a daisy chain before?” he asked tentatively.
Bucky shook his head, wondering where the boy was heading.

“Okay. Do you want to learn?”

He was being looked at almost fiercely, and the boy’s knees were crouched a little, like he was preparing to run at a moment’s notice. It made Bucky frown again, because why the heck did this person seem so convinced Bucky was going to try and hurt him?

“Yeah. Okay. I’d… I’d like that,” Bucky answered, trying to smile a little, despite his foul mood.

The boy’s eyes widened, like that had not been the answer he was expecting. Bucky noted that he had very nice eyes. And hair. In fact, he was even prettier than Dorothy- the girl who sat in front of him at school. Everyone loved her- but she didn’t share a patch on the boy stood in front of him right now.

“I’m Tony,” he stated, finally stepping forward and holding out his hand.

“Bucky- nice to meet you.”

“Come with me,” Tony said, pulling on Bucky’s hand and leading them to the left, where the trees met field, “I know a place full of so many flowers you won’t even know what to do with them all.”




“So why were you angry?” Tony asked, his knee knocking against Bucky’s as he carefully wove a tiny little stem through the gap in another.

Bucky paused, face clouding over. He put his chain down carefully, in case he ripped it in his frustration. “Mine and Steve’s momma met their new bosses, and they’re really stupid.”

“What did they do?” Tony asked, “did they not know how to count to ten?”

“No, not that kinda stupid,” Bucky waved him off, “they were just mean. And wrong. There was an advert on the TV and it had two boys in it and they said that it was disgusting but it isn’t disgusting. I like boys. I know I’m not disgusting. An’ I told ‘em that much myself, ‘cuz I ain’t afraid of no dumb adults,” Bucky said defiantly, hands fisting against his legs as he thought back to their gross faces.

Tony was staring at him, and Bucky realised that maybe Tony thought he was disgusting, too, so he jumped to his feet angrily. “If you don’t like it either, you can take your flower crown and scram, ‘cuz you’re just stupid too-“

“No!” Tony raised his hands, eyes wide as he looked up at Bucky, “No, I don’t think it’s disgusting. I just think you’re… you’re really brave. I could never do that to adults. I tried to do it once, when my dad called me an idiot, but then he just hit me and so I didn’t do it again,” he said, looking at the floor again like he was… like he was embarrassed or something.

Bucky frowned again, confused. Why would his dad have hit him? Weren’t parents supposed to keep you safe from being hit, not be the ones to do it in the first place? 

That being said, Bucky had noticed the angry red mark that was cutting through Tony’s cheek, and wondered if that was the reason he was in this field in the first place. And if it was his own dad that was doing that, it made everything even worse.

“I’ll beat him up if you want,” Bucky said, sitting down again so that his leg was pressed up against Tony’s. “Like I said- I’m not scared of no adults.”

Tony’s eyes were wide, and he was staring at Bucky like he was his guardian angel or something. Bucky liked Tony looking at him like that; it made him feel all fluttery inside. “You’d really do that? For me?”

“Yeah,” Bucky nodded his head adamantly, “definitely.”

Tony smiled, but then shook his head and sighed. “No. Dad’s strong, and even if you’re strong too, he’s big. I don’t want him to hurt you too. That’s why I come out here. I like flowers. They’re pretty. And dad can’t yell at me when I’m here.”
There was a short pause, and then Tony’s eyes widened as he turned to face Bucky. “You can’t tell anyone you saw me here, okay? If dad finds out I like flowers he’ll call me stuff and hit me and stop me coming, and I really like it here, so you can’t, okay, you can’t-“

“I ain’t telling your dad shit,” Bucky told him, liking how the curse word sounded on his tongue. He wasn’t sure what it meant, but he’d heard someone yell it on the street, and thought it would be a good thing to use here. “I like flowers too. And you. I wouldn’t tell him anything that might hurt either of ‘em.”

Tony relaxed a little, and nodded gratefully. “Thank you. And by the way, I definitely don’t think it’s disgusting. I like boys too- more than I like girls. But I just don’t tell anyone because I don’t want people at school or home to beat me up more,” he admitted, worrying at his lower lip and avoiding Bucky’s eyes again.

“But… why are you telling me then?” He asked.

Tony looked at him, and then shrugged, his cheeks beginning to turn pink. 

“’Cause you’re my friend. Right? And friends can tell each other secrets.”

Bucky thought about every secret of Steve’s he had kept, and then nodded his head. “Definitely.”

“Good,“ Tony broke off, finally finished with the little chain of daises he’d been making through the conversation. He raised it up and smiled at his work, before shuffling forward a little and carefully placing it around Bucky’s neck. “It suits you,” he said quietly, and Bucky thought the blush that was spreading through his cheeks again was very pretty.

Bucky nodded looking down at the chain around his neck and smiling. “You can wear mine when I’ve finished- it won’t be as good though, ‘cuz you’ve been doing it longer and I’m still learning-“

“I think it’s great anyway,” Tony assured him, picking up the half-finished masterpiece, which was a little uneven and splayed. But Tony was practically beaming at it, and it made Bucky feel lovely and special.


“BUCK! BUCKY! YOU HERE?” A loud voice interrupted, and both of them jerked, Tony’s eyes flashing with panic as he dropped the chain and turned. Bucky made note that he didn’t like loud voices.

Quickly grabbing his hand, he caught Tony’s attention. “Hey- don’t worry, that’s just my friend. He’s called Steve, and I’ve been gone a while, so everyone’s probably worried. And mad. But not at you,” Bucky explained hurriedly. “Do you wanna go, or do you wanna meet him?”

Tony paused, before looking across at the boy who was even tinier than him, shock of blonde hair falling over his face as he stumbled through the long grass and searched for his friend. “I’ll stay.”

“Good, because he’s great- you’ll love him,” Bucky grinned, before pulling them both up and waving. “STEVIE!”

Steve turned, eyes locking on to both of them immediately. He frowned a little at the sight of Tony, but it was gone in a second and replaced with a friendly smile. “WE’VE BEEN LOOKING ALL OVER FOR YOU, IDIOT,” he yelled across the field, beginning to jog across until he had caught up with them. “Your mom’s gonna give you an earful when you get back, you know?”

Bucky grimaced. “Yeah, I know I was stupid- I ruined their jobs-“

“No no, they don’t care about that. The people were assholes, they turned down the offer as soon as you slammed out of the door,” Steve explained, “your mom’s mad because you just wandered off for two and a half hours in a place you don’t know. Idiot.”

“I had Tony,” Bucky said defensively, “we made flower crowns. And now we’re friends and he’s gonna hang out with us, okay? He needs to teach you how to make flower chains- he’s awesome at them,” Bucky explained, squeezing Tony’s hand and smiling, gesturing proudly to the chain around his head.

Steve stared at it for a few seconds, and Tony was all jittery again, but then Steve just smiled in wonder and stepped forward, examining the work around Bucky’s neck. “That’s so cool! Can you make me one?” He asked, eyes wide.

Tony practically beamed, and nodded his head happily. 

“But I get to make Tony’s,” Bucky added quickly, shooting Steve a look. 

“Why can’t I make one for him too?” Steve asked, frowning.

“’Cuz I’ve known him longer and I asked first,” Bucky replied.

Tony giggled a little, and Bucky’s stomach went all fluttery again. “You can… if you want, you can both make me one?”

Steve opened his mouth to reply, but upon seeing the desperate looks Bucky was throwing his way, he slowly shut it again, comprehension dawning on his face. “Oh. I didn’t realise… uh, you know what, Tony, I think I’ll leave it to Bucky. He’s better at them than me, and he did ask first.”

Tony just shrugged, and then smiled at Bucky again. They were still holding hands. “Okay.”

“Uh, Buck- I hate to break this up, but if I don’t come back with you soon, I think your mom’s gonna call for a search party,” Steve said sheepishly, interrupting their moment and rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. 

Bucky sighed grumpily, but nodded his head. “Yeah yeah, whatever. Tony, do… do you want to come ‘round to my house sometime? Steve will probably be there, and there’s a nice meadow behind our garden. You can teach us how to make even cooler chains than before, and… and I’ll be able to make you one all on my own?” Bucky asked it like a question, and looked stubbornly at his shuffling feet as Tony’s hand squeezed around his own.

“I’d like that, yeah,” Tony said softly, prompting another beam from Bucky.

“Cool! I’ll… I’ll meet you here at the same time tomorrow, and we’ll walk down, okay? Sound good?”

Tony nodded happily, a little stunned expression on his face as his gaze jolted from person to person, as if he expected the joke to be revealed.

Bucky squeezed his hand a little tighter and then let go, the great big grin still on his face. Bad moods seemed impossible now. “I’ll come find you tomorrow then, Tony,” he called out behind him, walking up to Steve and then making their way toward the roadside.

There was a pause, and then the sound of hurrying footsteps prompted Bucky to turn around again. He only had a chance to look at Tony in surprise for a second, before suddenly the smaller boy had leaned up and planted a kiss on his cheek. 

It lasted 0.3 seconds and the butterflies that Bucky had been feeling all afternoon suddenly exploded in his tummy, lighting up his face bright pink and turning his knees to jelly. He felt like his heart was doing somersaults as he watched Tony lean back down again, covered in a pretty blush of his own, and then turn tail and run back through the grass, waving behind him as he went.

Bucky stood there, stunned, until Steve suddenly burst out laughing and elbowed him in the ribs. “Bucky and Tony, sittin’ in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-“
“Shuddup,” Bucky said gruffly, unable to take the smile off his face as he shoved Steve gently.


Steve continued to giggle all the way home, but Bucky didn’t even care. He was going to look up how to make the best flower-crowns that night, so that he would be able to impress Tony when they next met tomorrow.

“I think he’s gonna be real good, Buck,” Steve said, suddenly solemn, as he nodded his head pensively.

“I know he is,” Bucky agreed, head still tilted in the direction the other boy had run.


He was gonna make the best flower crown for Tony. Just you watch.

Because You’re Old (Peter Parker x Stark!Reader)

Requested: YES! by the amazing @zpidey-sense

Plot: Reader has super power and often competes with Peter, but these moments turn out to be way cuter than anyone really pays attention to (reader has the power to control machines/electronics)

A/N: This was way super duper really very cute wow! Enjoy and feel free to request :)

Originally posted by tom-hollcnd


“Ok, but can you do this?” Peter asked as he hung from the ceiling in the living area.

“No, but I can do this.” You replied, a little sparkle of blue leaving your fingers and causing KAREN in the suit to momentarily crash.

Peter fell with a thud and a squeak, “Not fair.”

“Yes, it is. If you try showing off, I’m just going to make sure you fall on your ass.” 

“Hey!” Peter whined.

“Ugh, it’s payback for all those times you tried getting my attention before you even knew I had powers and before we were dati-” You started, before webs were shot at your mouth.

“Don’t say the D word, Mr. Stark can’t know.” Peter whispered, slightly paranoid. 

You pulled the webbing from your mouth angrily, “Pete, he knows! It’s been a year and a half, he’s oblivious, but he’s not that oblivious. Pep probably told him, or I don’t know, maybe Happy did because you call me every time you guys are in the car together.” 

“He likes hearing my moves on my lady.” Peter smiled.


The day was already so long, having been woken up by Natasha to go for a jog and now training even though your powers were basically perfected.

“Do I have to? I never get to go on missions anyways. Let me take a nap, please Tasha.” You begged.

“It’s not even physical, your dad set up a table along the wall for some power training, nothing physically exerting. Go on.” Natasha said with a playful roll of your eyes.

You walked towards said table, greeting everyone else in the room on your way to the table where your dad sat with 2 large cups of coffee and what looked like donuts in front of him.

“Why couldn’t we do this in the lab, later?” You asked.

“Bruce doesn’t like when you make him feel dumb and make things work better because he feels old when he has to teach himself your update.” He yawned.

The two of you sat, messing around and flickering the lights in the room or switching Sam’s “Iron Pumping” mix to his dance mix, which included Beyonce and disco music. 

When Peter walked in, he tripped upon seeing you and the smile you gave him, luckily, your dad was too busy to notice.

When he caught you taking a break and observing him fighting Clint, he tried harder, but failed when you sent him a wink and blew him a kiss. He immediately fell on his back with a grunt, causing a laugh to escape you as he blushed.

“You were doing so well, what happened idiot?” Clint chuckled.


Later that week, Peter had a day off from school, and since you were home schooled, you took the day off too. 

The both of you were in the kitchen cooking some dinner for the two of you, just a very calm, domestic moment between the both of you.

“I haven’t had pasta in a while.” Peter mumbled.

“This one is going to be the best one ever, I promise you.” You smiled, hugging Peter around his waist as the water boiled for the pasta.

Peter hugged you back, swaying slightly, and placing the occasional kiss on the top of your head or making you look up to give you a proper kiss. 

“I smell food!” Steve yelled, coming into the kitchen just as you and Peter sprung apart, the sight of your hands held together hidden from Steve.

“What’s up with you two? It’s quiet.” Steve muttered.

“Nothing, we were just talking about teen stuff and it’s weird to talk about it now because… you’re old.” You lied.

“Such a Stark, just tell us when the food is done.” Steve moped out of the room.

“Maybe, they were having sex and you interrupted them, does Pete have his pants up?” Sam laughed.

“(Y/N) is not having sex! She’s too pure and innocent she’s my dau-” Tony started before you cut off the PA with a short blue spark.

“Get out of here, I’ll call when we’re done.” You shooed. 

“I love you (Y/N).” Peter whispered with a laugh.

Savior

She found herself in an abandoned warehouse just a few blocks from the run down apartment her father had rented until he gathered the insurance money from their original apartment that had burned down days before. [Y/N] sat with her feet dangling over edge of the catwalk, her body facing the industrial sized window that overlooked the dirty and deserted streets of the city. 

Looking down, she pulled out the pill bottle from her hoodie pocket. Running her fingers over the label, she fought back the tears. Closing her hand over the prescription bottle, she looked out the window and mustered up the courage to uncap the poison in her hand. 

Just as she was about to swallow all the pills, she jumped at the sound of glass shattering below her. She cursed as the oxycodone fell from her fingers and onto the warehouse ground. Standing up, [Y/N] peered over the catwalk and noticed a figure struggling to stand. Her eyes strained to adjust to the dark. Gasping when she caught sight of the famous red and blue, she scrambled off the catwalk and down the stairs to the first floor. 

“Oh my god.” She panted as she made it to the figure. Slowing her steps, she assessed the situation. It was definitely Spiderman, that she knew. What she didn’t know was why he was covered in enough blood to fill up a bathtub. Shrieking when he collapsed onto the ground, she ran to him. 

Kneeling on the hard ground, she propped him up on her knees. She looked down at her hands that were now covered in sticky, wet blood. “Oh god.” [Y/N] shuddered, she hated blood. Clearing her throat, she gently tapped his masked face, “Hey? You with me?” She scanned over the rest of him, her eyes widening at the ripped suit and exposed torso. Her heart rate increased, he wasn’t just covered in blood, it was his own blood. 

“Holy shit. Hey, hey, hey!” [Y/N] shook him slightly, “We need to get you to a hospital!” She pawed at him, struggling to find a cellphone. Finally finding one, she cursed loudly as it slipped from her hands “I need you to stay with me!” Trying to unlock the phone with her blood soaked fingers, she screamed when he grabbed her forearm. Leaning down, her brows knitted together at the muffled sounds coming from where his mouth was located. “What? I can’t, I don’t know, I can’t understand you.” He continued to mumble with her still unable to understand him. 

Taking in a deep shaky breath, she set down the phone away from the spreading blood puddle. “I can’t understand you with your mask on,” [Y/N] said gently. Biting her lip, she reached for the bottom of his mask. “I have to take your mask off, okay?” Not waiting for him to answer, she gently and slowly revealed the face that laid underneath. [Y/N] gasped softly when she finally removed the cover, her heart sped up even more. How was this possible? 

“Peter?!” [Y/N] cried out. Spiderman was a kid, a teenager? More importantly her lab partner in Chemistry. So many questions rolled through her brain but was quickly cut short when she remembered that she needed to call 911. 

Peter’s eyes fluttered, his mouth moving but very little sounds coming out. “Call Tony, not 911, please.” He croaked out. 

“What? Tony?!” She yelped, who the hell was Tony? “But, you need help!”

“Call……Tony……please.”

[Y/N] started to shake, she could feel his body temperature start to drop. Struggling to find this mysterious Tony number, “Come on, come on. Yes! Okay, come on, please pick up….pick up, come on.”

“Listen, Parker. You better have a damn good reason-”

“-Oh my gosh! Thank god, um, Peter told me to call you. I don’t know why, I should be calling 911. He’s bleeding out….there’s a lot of blood. I don’t know what to do. We need help! Why am I calling you instead of 911, oh my god, I’m so stupid. He’s probably going to die because of this phone call. Oh my god.” 


[Y/N] leaned her head against the frame of the window that showed Peter sleeping soundly in his hospital room. Her hands and arms were free from his blood but the reminder of almost seeing him die in her arms were still soaked into her clothes. 

“Here you go, kid.” 

Standing up straight, she looked up to see Tony hand her a fresh set of clothes. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he gave her a pressed smile. “You can get changed over here.” Patting her back, he calmly spoke. “He’ll be here when you get back, I promise. Come on.” 

Reluctantly following Tony, she thanked him and closed the curtain to change. Wincing as she peeled off her clothes, she looked around to find a spot to place them.

“There’s a little washing station off to her left there.” 

Following his direction, she sighed in content to know that she could wash the rest of the blood off. “Um, thank you.” 

“Yeah, no problem.” Tony twirled around, his hands clasped behind his back. “So uh, Peter’s never mentioned you before. Are you two friends?” 

Running a wet towel over her torso, she shook her head even though she knew he couldn’t see her. “No, not really.” Running it over her legs, she sighed again. “We’re just lab partners.”  

“Oh.”

Quickly changing into the fresh clothes, she slid the curtain open. 

“Much better?” He smiled as she nodded.

Guiding them back to Peter’s room, he slowed his steps as he got to the window. It was a close call and Tony was so unbelievably thankful that he made it. 

“He saved me once,” [Y/N] said softly. 

“Hm?” Tony asked, distracted from his thoughts. 

She motioned towards Peter, “He saved me, about two weeks ago.” Hugging herself, she bit her lip. “My apartment building caught on fire and I was stupid enough to go back up the six flights to get something and just as I was about to go back down, the stairs collapsed on me.” [Y/N] met Tony’s eyes, “I never got a chance to thank him and for the past week and a half, I’ve been sitting next to him.” 

“I’m sure he knew,” Tony reassured. Following her gaze to Peter, he frowned, “What were you doing at that warehouse anyway? Seems a bit morbid to be a teen hangout spot.” 

[Y/N] inhaled slowly, “I lost my mom during the battle of New York. We were on our way to see a movie when everything hit the fan. Our taxi got flipped over on its side and the doors were jammed. So, my dad kicked the window out and threw me. I broke a few ribs and my arm but I didn’t feel it at the time because all I could focus on was the fact that there were aliens swarming the city. My mom had suffered a concussion from the wreck and was fading in and out of consciousness so my dad climbed out first to get better leverage. He was a little shaky from it all too so he lost his footing and fell to the ground. I just remember standing there in shock and in panic from it all that I almost didn’t notice the gas leaking from the other cars. I screamed for my dad to hurry but the taxi blew up before he could even stand up to try.” 

Tony stood in silence, his heart breaking. He felt responsible for everything that had happened in New York. And it hurt even more to be standing in front of someone who had lost so much during it all. 

“You asked why I was in the warehouse and the reason was that ever since that day, my dad was never the same. And to a degree, I changed too but he just became so cold. Every time he looked at me, I could see disgust in his eyes. I reminded him so much of the woman he failed to save that he couldn’t even bare to look at me. Abuse isn’t just physical, Mr. Stark. It’s verbal too and every day since then, that was what I had to deal with. Him degrading me as a person, making me see myself in a way that my mother would never let me see myself as. I went to that warehouse tonight to be reunited with my mother. To be reunited with the one person who would have loved me no matter what.” 

Tony inhaled sharply. Nodding, he placed a warm and firm hand on her shoulder. “I tend to be hypocritical at times and this is one of those moments when I say I believe in fate which I normally don’t. But, had you not gone to that warehouse, Peter would be dead. Instead of ending a life, you saved one.” 


Peter’s eyes fluttered open, groaning from the pain, he went to raise his hand to his head but immediately regretted his movement. It felt like he had been hit with a train ten times over. Blinking, his eyes adjusted to the girl sitting in an arm chair with a Chemistry book in her lap. 

“[Y/N]?! What are, what are you doing here?” Panic started to settle into his bones. 

She looked up from her textbook, untucking her legs from underneath her, she set the book down. “You were involved in a serious car accident-”

“-wha?” Peter tried to recall this accident but all he remembered was being seconds from being ripped apart. 

“Peter! You’re awake!” 

“Aunt May?” Peter exclaimed, completely dumbfounded at what was going on. “I don’t understand.” 

Aunt May started to sob, “Oh my god, I’m so glad you’re okay! I was so worried about you.” 

[Y/N] stood up, grabbing her backpack, she smiled. “It’s okay if you don’t remember the car accident, Peter.” Walking over towards him, she gently patted his hand. “You were walking me back to my apartment after our study session when you pushed me out of the way of a speeding car. I can’t thank you enough for saving my life. Hopefully one day I can return the favor.” Just as Aunt May wasn’t looking, she winked and motioned a phone signal with her hand and mouthed call Tony. Turning towards Aunt May, she smiled, “If it’s okay, I’ll leave Peter’s schoolwork with you.” 

Aunt May nodded, tears soaking her eyes. “Of course!” 

Handing it off, she looked at Peter. “I’m glad you’re okay. I’ll see you around.” 

Peter still dumbfounded, nodded. “Yeah. uh, see you around.” 

Once she left the room, Aunt May wiped away some tears. “I know you’re in pain and everything but she’s cute!” 

Barely Legal - Part 4 (NSFW)

Chapter: 4/? – It’s 2 am, what are you doing awake? (NSFW)
Characters: Tony Stark, Reader, Peter Parker, Ned Leeds (Mentioned), Natasha Romanoff
Word Counting: 
Warnings: Teasing. Smut. Dry humping

Barely Legal - Masterlist

Originally posted by marvelgifs

A month.

That’s how long he was holding himself.  

You teased him in every single opportunity you could. He had lost count with how many times he saw you crossing and uncrossing your legs at him, bathing under the sun – even though every day was colder than the previous in the fall –acting extremely flirty around him and touching him whenever you could. Sometimes, you would press yourself against his body and wiggle your hips innocently until his cock was hard and just walk away before he could even scoff you for that.

Dammit, right now you literally had your very naked legs threw on his lap while using your phone and ignoring the looks of confusion the rest of the team directed to the two of you.

“Tony, look.” You leant closer to him with your phone in hands. “What do you think?”

On the screen of your phone, he could see Princess Leia’s slave bikini displayed and it got his eyes wide immediately.

“Nope. I prohibit it.” He affirmed, his voice showing no room to protests.

He could take you seducing him, rubbing yourself against him and driving him insane, but there was no way he was going to allow you to wear such a tiny thing protecting you from complete nudity.

“Oh, come on, Tony.” You tiled your head and holding his arm with both your hands, leaving your phone floating in front of the two of you. “Don’t you think I will look pretty?”

He shook his head in response. You were invited to a party in some weeks and was looking for a costume. 

“Let’s just try not to get anyone arrested at that party, darling.” Tony pointed. “You could wear that dress of hers. The white one.”

“The one she wore without a bra?” You added. “I don’t want to flash everyone, Tony. Peter is going as Han Solo, anyway. I don’t want us to look like a couple.”

“It would be cute.” Natasha said, making you look at her.

On the other side of the room, Peter made a loud puking sound for a moment and you rolled your eyes, using your powers to hit his own phone on his forehead lightly.

“Shut up, Spidey. You wish we could go matching outfits.” You rolled your eyes.

“I’m matching Ned.” He corrected you. “He is going as Darth Vader.”

Tony frowned for a moment but didn’t say anything. The room slowly emptied and you only realised the two of you were alone when you looked up from your phone.

“What about you?” You questioned, back the Stark. “How would you dress up if you were invited?”

“Tony Stark.” He rested on the couch.

“Oh, don’t kid me.” You exclaimed, now moving fully and sitting on his lap with your legs spread. Tony gulped. You were just a single inch away from his crotch. “You can’t be serious.”

“Deadly.” He cleared his throat, adjusting his posture for a moment.

You were wearing an oversized shirt and jeans, probably the shortest shorts you probably had. If he tilted his head just a little bit…

“Darling…” He muttered. “You should… You shouldn’t…”

You lifted your head when your name was called and smiled at him, kissing his cheek for a moment.

“Gotta go. Bye.”

As you rushed away, he ran a hand up his face. Damn.  You were going to kill him someday.

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Villain (FrostIron Prompt Fill)

Okay lol so this is for @ajanamyth who suggested Loki wooing Tony, and Steve being upset.
Not sure if this is exactly what you had in mind babe, but this is what happened!!!

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“Stark.“ Loki landed on the ground and stomped towards Tony. "Call your team off, or I will be forced to hurt them.”

“Will you?” Tony shot back, and raised his arm to aim the repulsor right at the Trickster God. “Because every time we do this sort of thing, you end up retreating.”

Loki narrowed his eyes and stalked even closer and Tony smirked. In his suit he was the same height as the overly tall bastard, and he completely enjoyed not having to look up to talk down to him. He even opened his faceplate so Loki could absolutely see the smug look on his face.

“So maybe–” he continued with a short laugh. “–you should take all that bluster and bullshit you carry around with you, and that ridiculous cape and maybe just–WHOA!”

Tony ducked and scrambled back a few steps when Loki summoned his magic and shot a bolt of energy at him.

“God it’s so rude to interrupt me when I’m monologuing!” Tony snapped and fired a few shots off, hating how much he enjoyed the effortless way Loki seemed to dodge them.

They fought hard for a few minutes, trading blasts and snarky one liners, until Tony popped a repulsor that should have blown a hole in the Demi gods chest, but instead Loki just wrinkled his nose and disappeared–

— and reappeared right in Tony’s space, so close that Tony stumbled back into a wall, and Loki pressed close to him, a curious look on his face.

“You are adorable when you are cocky.” That low voice was suddenly entirely too close to Tony’s ear, and Tony had to swallow back his initial reaction (which was definitely not a moan. It wasn’t) and had to lick his lips, which only drew that green gaze down. “I much prefer your brand of courage to the rest of these quivering mortals.”

“Tell me, Anthony.” Tony’s full name rolled of Loki’s tongue sounding entirely too good. “When you take this suit off–” Loki glanced down. “Do you prefer to wear silk or–”

“Tony!” The shout distracted Loki, who turned just in time to see Captain’s shield flying toward him.

Tony’s face mask slammed down and he was blasting away in a split second, and Loki barely managed to dodge the shield, sending a fierce glare at the Captain before shimmering away into nothing.

Tony flew off towards the tower, unsure of why his heart was pounding a little too hard, and why he couldn’t quite wipe the smile from his face.

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Jealousy Induced Hickey Attack (Bucky Barnes X Reader)

Title: Jealousy Induced Hickey Attack [ REQUESTED by @no-other-names-availible-blog ]

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Genre: Fluff

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I am so sorry this is so late. I’ve been swamped with school lately and just started my two weeks long term break so here’s the super overdue request! I hope it’s up to your standards! 

Now, if you thought Bucky was on the down low in the Avengers Tower, (Y/N) was probably even more scarce in this hero-filled compound. She was this quiet girl that was always trying to go under the radar. If she wasn’t summoned, she was hidden.

It isn’t easy to keep secrets or stay hidden in a tower where its residents are not only skilled spies but are also incredibly nosey individuals. But perhaps it was because (Y/N), and Bucky had close to no interactions with each other, that no one thought it was close to probable that the duo was together.


Stark’s over the top parties were no stranger to anyone that were somewhat part of his social circle. Tonight was once again a night of lavish partying and endless flow of food and alcohol.

(Y/N) was off in her little reading nook on the second level that overlooked the entire ongoing party. She was in her usual oversized sweater that fell to the mid of her thighs, her hair in a messy ponytail, her new book in her hands as she thumbed the same page for the past 20 minutes.

Her gaze was fixed on a large figure that was sitting at the open bar, next to Captain America himself. Bucky was nursing his drink while continuing his hushed conversation with his best friend. He was back facing (Y/N) and failed to notice a pretty lady clad in a tight red dress making her way towards the soldier.

Seeing the scene unfolding in front of her, (Y/N)’s brows furrowed and a deep frown settled on her face. The page she was thumbing crumpling slightly as her fists clenched, her gaze not leaving her lover.

The red dress lady has now settled next to Bucky, her long legs crossed, dress sliding up her thighs. She placed her hand on his shoulder, fingers fluttering playful as she leaned over to whisper into Bucky’s somewhat rigid body.

At that scene unfolding before her, (Y/N)’s book fell to the floor with a loud thud and the two super soldiers didn’t miss the dull sound that came echoing from the upper level.

Bucky’s widening eyes met (Y/N)’s glossy ones and that was all it took for the super soldier to hastily get off the bar stool and make his way to her.

He followed his lover with wide steps as the girl rushed to the comforts of her room, not paying mind to his confused best friend he left behind.

Bucky quickly slipped into (Y/N)/s room before her door slammed shut, enveloping the sobbing girl in his warm chest as he sealed her lips with his, tipping her over to king sized bed, mumbles of sorry falling from his lips.


The warm sunlight shined in the room, falling on the faces of the entwined lovers, stirring the girl from her slumber. Blinking her sleepiness away, (Y/N)’s eyes focused on the broad chest her face was resting on during the night.

Her cheeks had a dust of pink as she remembered the ministrations the night before. In a jealous frenzy, the usually shy (Y/N) was more forward than usual. She didn’t want to be that damsel that couldn’t voice out what she wanted, showed people who she cared for.

Despite those thoughts that flitted through her mind the night before, the blush that peppered her cheeks were still a prominent shade of pink.

As she burrowed her heated face into Bucky’s chest, the soldier stirred from his sleep, attention focusing on the girl enclosed in his arms.

“Mornin’ doll.” he murmured, placing a chaste kiss on her forehead, his lips upturned into a satisfied smile.

Her reply came back muffled as her face was still buried in Bucky’s wide chest. At that, Bucky let out a deep chuckle, lightly pulling the embarrassed girl away from him, his other hand tucking her fallen hair behind her ear.

With a sneaky grin on his face, Bucky playfully flipped his body around, pressing (Y/N) against the bed and hovered over her.

Stretching out his body, Bucky said, “So doll, what’s with the hickey attack last night?” a handsome smirk hung on his lips.

(Y/N) grabbed the sheets that have fallen to the side of their bed with lightning speed and wiggled her way out of Bucky’s caged arms. Wrapping her white sheets around her bare body, she lightly pecked Bucky’s cheek and scampered her way to the attached bathroom, leaving a shocked Bucky behind.  


The couple made their separate ways to the dining area of the tower much to Bucky’s dismay, and as he stepped into the kitchen area, his ears picked up the voices of the group of nosy Avengers he called his family.

Bucky was dressed in a white tank top to counter the heat from the summer day and sauntered to his seat next to his secret girlfriend.

He reached over to grab the jug of juice placed away from him causing all the heroes to stop short during their chatter and stare at the super soldier with wide eyes.

Being the first to recover from the shock, Tony smugly called out to Bucky “So Tinman, whats with the purple spots decorating you? Is it that sexy red dress’s work? Where’s the woman of the hour?”

Before Bucky could deny Tony’s claims, the usually quiet (Y/N)’s voice came through quickly “What sexy red dress?! Bucky’s mine!”

Right as that slipped from her lips, (Y/N)’s eyes widened in shock, the tips of her ear a bright red as she covered her face with her hands.

Hearing that vocal declaration coming out from his shyer partner, Bucky couldn’t help but push put his chest in pride. All of a sudden, a flurry of comments came at the couple from all corners of the dining table.

Ignoring the group of noisy Avengers, Bucky stood up and turned towards his now not-so-secret girlfriend and scooped her out of her seat.

“I’m bringing my girlfriend back to our room. We’ll be skipping out on dinner and lunch.” Bucky called out, a smug grin on his face, as he takes wide strides back to his bedroom, with a flushed (Y/N) in his arms.



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Another requested piece! Sorry for the long wait everyone and I hope this short one is enjoyable! I would love to get some feedback. As per usual, let me know if you’d like to be tagged or untagged! Via ask please so I can keep in track! Thank you. 

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So this was inspired by @reioka ‘s post here, and Yeah. This is basically what I’m doing instead of all the other Important Projects in my files. Enjoy. It’s probably gonna hurt.



The whole battle had been sort of a laugh, really.


They’d attacked the helicarrier. A whole ship, jam-packed with trained agents and the Avengers. It had been destined to fail from the very beginning.

As the alarm started to blare, Steve, Tony and Bucky all groaned in annoyance. “Absolutely fucking typical,” Tony cursed, shutting his eyes and running a hand through his hair, “villains choose the one time my suit is a thousand miles below me to attack us all. Great.”

Pursing his lips, Bucky pushed his tray of food to the side and silently handed Tony a semi automatic. The other man took it with a grunt of thanks, checking the cartridge and then wincing. “Three bullets? Seriously?”

This time it was Steve who handed him the new cartridge, standing up from his position opposite both Bucky and Tony and then walking over, taking Tony by the shoulder. “Stay with us,” he said shortly, letting his hand linger against the juncture of Tony’s neck before slipping away again to retrieve his shield from the corner of the room.

There was a resounding crash from somewhere- possibly the hull, and Tony groaned again. “They’re stupid. Stupid stupid villains, trying to attack the damn SHIELD helicarrier. Do they want to die? Really? Is that their plan here? Death? Jesus Fucking chr-”

“Tony,” Bucky said with a roll of his eyes, pushing Tony in the shoulder before he could continue, “it won’t last long. You can just stay here and hide if you really want-”

“Alright, robo-cop, that’s enough of that talk,” Tony groused, cocking his gun and pulling a face. “Hey, babe!” He called over his shoulder.

Steve looked up. “Hm?”

“First to ten picks dinner?”

Steve shot him a look. “We don’t even know how many there are here.”

Tony shrugged. “Semantics. I bet I’ll take more than Bucky, anyway.”

Steve gave an audible laugh, walking forward and then bending down to press a kiss against Tony’s forehead. “Whatever you want to believe, sweetheart. Just try not to get shot.”


No one was worried as they made their way out of the cafeteria. Tony was firmly sandwiched in between two grim-looking supersoliders, both with enough weaponry and strength to take out two thirds of the ship on their own.

There was nothing to be afraid of.

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A Marine’s Valentine

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Title: A Marine’s Valentine

Pairing: Gibbs x Reader

Word Count: 1,233

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: Happy Valentines Day! I know it’s early, but I thought I would start off the morning for my NCIS fans <3 I hope you all love this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3 <3

This was requested by @jez-zolnierz: Since your requests are open can I ask you for some fluff with Gibbs: breaking rule 12 and asking him to be your valentine? :) I wish you lovely day!

While Tony and McGee were off on a double date, you were sitting at your desk finishing paperwork.  This report was something you could have gotten done tomorrow morning, but you decided to do get it done now.  Besides you didn’t have a date on Valentine’s Day.  You didn’t feel like going home and sitting in your apartment by yourself.

You looked up in surprise as Gibbs walked through the bullpen and sat down at his desk.  He was wearing your favorite navy blue button down shirt with a black blazer over it.  You always admired the way he dressed and the way he smelled.  Abby was the only one who knew about your crush on Gibbs.

“[Y/N],” Gibbs spoke, interrupting your thoughts.  

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anonymous asked:

omg i would *love* if you were to expand on school stuff for trans!peter like ,,, michelle being supportive ,, the whole "penis parker" thing ,,

-Peter came out pretty young but he was in middle school

-he didn’t want to go through the hassle of changing everything and making everyone adjust

-so he waited until high school to do all the legal name changing

-midtown isn’t actually his zoned school

-it’s specialized for science and technology so it takes applications and he got in

-meaning most people from his middle school aren’t actually going to high school with him

-making his transition a lot smoother

-the only people going to midtown with him was Ned and a few others

-one of them being Flash Thompson

-Peter was always really smart but his middle school didn’t have a decathlon or anything like that

-so he was never on flash’s radar except for in Robotics Club

-which wasn’t really competitive except for against other schools so flash never had a reason to bully him

-maybe a snide remark here or there about girls in STEM but nothing really personal

-then in 9th grade when Peter shows up to academic decathlon try outs his hair is a bit shorter but may and Ben haven’t put him in T yet because it’s expensive

-flash thinks he looks familiar but doesn’t realize until the teacher says “parker”

-and flash is like ??? Parker? Parker’s a girl

-so after practice flash goes up to Peter and he’s like “so parker thinks she’s a boy now? Is it because you know girls can’t do math and science?”

-“well, first of all, I am a dude. Second of all,
who here is the alternate?”

-Peter is super sassy because he had a good day and flash doesn’t scare him

-and flash is like really angry now Bc his ego is bruised

-and he’s like “well, KAREN, ” and spouts some random rich kid shit

-and peters actually hella hurt but he does home

-may comforts him but it’s hard

-she says they should be able to save up for t shots in 9-12 months

-so his mood is a lot better

-the next day flash corners him and uses his deadname again

-this time Ned is with him and loudly calls him Eugene before he can even finish saying it

-Ned straight up yells it the third time flash tries

-Peter gets really overwhelmed so he’s glad Ned’s there with him

-because flash could easily pin peter in like 10 seconds

-the next day flash shouts across the cafeteria “hey penis parker!” And other offensive things related to him being trans

-Peter actually almost calls May to let him come home early

-he’s humiliated because all of flash’s little friends laughed and made it a big deal

-so not only do flash and his friends know but now so does roughly ¼ of the student body and more
because word will get around

-Ned comforts him through a panic attack

-nobody except flash and his friends give him shit for it though

-most people just call him Parker anyway and none of his teachers fuck up

-ned tells him to report flash but Peter knows that’ll just cause problems

-Flash harasses Peter at decathlon meetings but it’s usually before or after

-mostly because his team mates will usually defend him

-thankfully he doesn’t really have any classes or interactions with flash all of 9th grade other than lunch but flash makes use of his time

-the last few months of 9th grade Peter starts taking T

-then he gets bit by the spider which amplifies effects of T and gives him crazy muscles

-then the whole tony stark thing at the beginning of 10th grade

-tony started paying for Peter’s testosterone (creating a new kind to work with his DNA), binders, and eventually surgery if he ever wants it

-that whole year flash calls him “penis parker” and he has gym with Peter now

-meaning Peter uses the locker room with him

-or well he used to

-now he just changes in the bathroom because one time his clothes straight up got stolen and he doesn’t need that now

-Although it’s ok because MJ refuses to call flash anything but “Eugene” and “Asshat”

-And Ned is lowkey ready to roast flash anytime anywhere

-his status as “alternate” is really helpful

-he has two awesome friends though and tony once made an appearance picking Peter up from school so nobody gives him shit about the internship anymore so all in all he’s having a pretty good time compared to 9th grade

Wicked - Bucky x Reader

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Summary: You were injured during a mission two weeks ago and put to much preassure on your healing wounds, doing more damage than you thought possible. Bucky fears he will loose you.

Warnings: Mild profanity (very mild), death, blood (?)

Words: 2,400+

A/N: I changed from my last post and I now write as “she/her” instead of “me/I” as I like the sound of it better! Please tell me what you think!

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Out of every, possible event, she hated Tony’s “celebration parties” the most. They could have gone one a stealth mission and gone unnoticed to the world, yet he would throw a party for their victory and people would show up clueless, desperate to mingle with the mighty Avengers. It was pathetic, if she had a say in it, both from Tony’s part and the guests, but there was little she could do about it apart from not attending the party itself. She usually ended up working in some form instead, either training or doing paperwork. This particular time, training sounded more needed.

They had came back from their mission a two weeks prior and she had spent those weeks resting. God knows she needed that time off but her body couldn’t rest for long before it began to crawl with anticipation for any kind of action. Whatever action she could get from training would have to suffice. She entered the gym, which was eerily empty of course as everyone was having a grand ole’ time a couple of floors above. She didn’t have to worry about any machines she wanted to use being occupied however or having to hold back grunts and brutal expressions, which was a nice change.

She got on the treadmill, wanting to warm up a little with a two mile jog or something along those lines. She increased the steepness and put the speed on medium and created a steady rhythm in her movement. It was calming, feeling her body in synch with what seemed like the world. Her mind drifted from reality and to not, back and forth. She went over a few work-related things in her head that she had to remember, thought about that trip to the Caribbean she had wanted to go on for years. Before she knew it, the timer went off, indicating that her two miles were up. She climbed down the treadmill, her mussel warm and ready to continue working out. The only problem, she could feel the stitches hurting.

After their mission which was to hunt down a group of people who had gathered way too much chitauri technology for both their good as well as everyone else’s, she had gotten a little roughed up. Some guy might have stabbed her with a blade made out of chitauri metal. She was sick for five days with alien-fever, or whtever, whilst Bruce’s serum worked its wonders slowly, and the damn guy who stabbed her managed to pierce the bottom of her left lung of course. It had been painful to breathe the first week but after that it had became easier, and if she rested any longer, she would loose her mind.

She got onto the bench press, grabbing the weight that was still resting on it which was decent enough. She clutched her hands around the iron bar and took a few, steady breaths before raising it above her head. Her mussels tensed as she began to heave the bar up and down, sweat beginning to form at her hairline. She could feel the burn beginning to build up in her arms and she smiled, feeling like she was returning to her normal self again. Training was a big part of her life. Seeing as she had no powers or intense background story, training was all she had to remain qualified for the team.

Snap.

She could practically hear it.

The weight fell behind her head and tumbled onto the floor as she rolled to the side, falling to the ground with a loud and abnormally painful thud. Her hand clutched over her ribs where blood had already started drenching her white shirt. Her breaths became more shallow and extremely more difficult to take. No doubt, blood was beginning to fill up her left lung. She tried to sit up at least, but a wave of pain shot through her body, making her head involuntarily fall back against the floor. She attempted to put pressure on the wound that had split open as she felt more blood run down the side of her chest. That hurt more than anything however and a strained cry left her lips. Her throat felt dry but gradually the test of iron became more prominent. She tried to swallow it down and winced at how painful that was too, feeling numb from the pain that she kept going through.

“F-Friday?” She called out, hoping Tony hadn’t muted her for the evening, if that was even something he could do.

How can I assist, Ms. Y/L/N?

Oh thank god. “I need h-help… I’m bleeding I- I can’t… I can’t breathe.” Her chest was practically jumping up and down from the short and ragged breaths her body allowed her to take.

Contacting all team members.” She informed much to her relief. A few seconds passed of silence however which I she didn’t necessarily like. “I am unable to reach most of the team but I was able to contact Mr. Barnes.”

That would have to be good enough.

She remained as much pressure to the wound as she could but panicked as she felt blood reach her elbow. She glanced down, feeling faint at the size of the puddle which had formed around her. She was loosing blood, fast, and Tony’s damn party was ruining everything.

The door to the gym bursted open within barely thirty seconds and Bucky emerged in the doorframe, his chest heaving up and down rapidly and fear taking over him as he saw her laying on the floor. He was frozen in place for a few seconds, eyes blown wide.

“Oh god…” He rushed to her side, kneeling in the blood and removing her hand over the wound, whimpering at the sight before covering it with his own. She cried out in pain again as he put more pressure on it than she had herself, her heart rapidly beating at the increased pain which was unbearable. “I- I don’t know what to do!”

She met Bucky’s ice cold eyes, unable to focus properly as the faintness became stronger. “I don’t know e-either…” She admitted with a forced smile, revealing her blood stained teeth to Bucky who whimpered again.

Bucky looked down to her face as She lazily glanced up to the ceiling. He could see how dazed she was, how hard it was for her to breathe. Every fiber in his body wanted to do something but none of the options that came to his mind sounded any good, but he didn’t have much choice. “Listen, Y/N. I’m going to pick you up now, okay? I need you to keep pressure on that wound for me. Can you do that? Y/N?”

He tried to contact her which became more difficult by the second. She managed to nod however and placed her bloody hand over his before he pulled away. He put his metal arm under her back and his flesh one under her thighs, as steadily as possible raising her off the ground and feeling his heart rip at the weak sounds that left her lips from the torture she was under. He carried her out of the gym and his hearing listened to nothing but her breathing which he could swear became shorter and shorter.

“You with me?” He questioned as they reached the elevator, the doors opening up as they approached. She hummed quietly which was as good of an answer as he was going to get. He told Friday to take them to the others. He really couldn’t care that there would be a hundred guests on that floor. Y/N was far too hurt for him to care about some random people seeing her half dead in his arms, her blood covering both herself and him. As the elevator slowed down and they reached the party deck, it felt as of time slowed down too. Bucky felt adrenaline rush through his system as the doors open and the crowded room came before him.

“Steve!” Bucky screamed as loud as he physically could, the entire floor becoming dead silent by his thundering shout before erupting with yelps and gasps of shock. Tony was the closest and dropped the drink in his hand, the glass shattering and its pieces blending with the champagne. Bucky fell to his knees and placed Y/N on the floor, his jaw clenching as he saw how pale her skin was.

“I didn’t know what to do.” Bucky stated as Tony knelt on the other side of her limp body, beginning to look over her injuries. Steve was pushing through the crowd towards them and soon reached them, his mouth dropping upon seeing Y/N and all the blood on both her and Bucky. Tony raised her t-shirt to her chest, seeing the wound which had opened right up.

“Her stitches have been ripped. We need to get her to surgery, now! Where’s Banner?” “I’m right here.” He just came to the scene and Natasha and Thor were not far behind. Clint, Sam and Rhodes glanced back to her with worry from time to time but had all mutually understood that the guests couldn’t be left alone. The three of them created a small barrier and kept reassuring the guests that everything was alright, although it was far from.

“Bu-” She tried to say Bucky’s name but her voice betrayed her. “I-” Her breathing became alarmingly shallow and rapid, fear filling her eyes as she could tell herself that she was slipping.

“No…” Bucky said, a year rolling down his cheek as he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and bit down. Everyone around him were in panic, hurrying for the things she needed, trying to save her. He just watched her as her face stilled and her chest fell flat against the floor, the life running out of her eyes until they were still as stone, staring right into his. “No…”

He pulled her into his arms, not listening to Tony or Bruce or even Steve. He pressed his lips against her forehead, rocking back and forth in panic as she laid there, dead.


He sat by the hospital bed where they had put her, eyes stinging red and his fingers fidgeting with the fabric of the hospital bed. He rocked back and forth subtly, anxious beyond compare. God, he had feelings for that women and he never even got the chance to tell her.

“It should be wearing off.” He said impatiently, watching Y/N’s pale face which appeared so lifeless he almost couldn’t look at her. Her pale lips were still stained red from her blood and it looked as if she would never wake up.

“It is.” Bruce tried his best to sound reassuring, and he did a good job, but Bucky didn’t care. He listened to the beeping of the heart monitor and studied her body like a hawk would its prey. Every movement he detected, every rise and fall of her chest. He noticed how her closed eyes tightened and how she sighed more deeply.

“Y/N?” His hand clutched hers, avoiding the clasp around her finger with a long wire from it. He watched as her eyes groggily opened and a smile spread across his face, tears welling in his eyes that he couldn’t care less about if she noticed.

Everyone could feel the electricity between the two of them, even Vision who had little to no grasp of the concept of love. Everyone could see it but the two of them it seemed. They were honest to themselves, at least. Bucky knew how he felt for her and she knew how she felt for him, but they were blind when it came to seeing one another. When she had been stabilized, everyone had left her be as they knew Bucky would want to be alone with her until the second she woke up. It didn’t matter if it would have taken a week. Bucky would have stayed awake every minute incase she ever needed him. It was a mystery how Y/N couldn’t see that and it was a miracle that Bucky hadn’t been able to see the pure admiration in Y/N’s eyes every time they spoke to one another. The two of them took the saying of “love is blind” to a new level.

“Hey…” He continued to smile as her eyes met his, his flesh thumb moving back and forth softly over her hand. “You left us there for a moment.”

She sighed again, trying to gather herself as the sedatives and painkillers were still dozing her off. “You did?” Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion, looking for affirmation in Bruce who stood behind Bucky.

“We did.” Bruce confirmed.

“You want to know something cool though? Or something I know you’ll find cool, at least?” Bucky wanted to lighten the mood as he knew that’s what she wanted. He watched the curiosity begin to eat at her as he dragged out the moment.

“Just tell me!” She said impatiently, her normal character detectable.

“Thor had to use his hammer to jumpstart your heart.” He grinned and she gasped, lips parting and eyebrows raising.

“No. Fucking. Way.”

“I’m not kidding. We didn’t have time to get a proper defibrillator, so Thor improvised.”

“Ha… Wicked.” She let out an airy laugh, smiling. “One of you better have that on film. I swear, that’s going on my resume… Y/N, trained in hand to hand combat with the Avengers, electrocuted by freaking Mjölnir and still alive.”

Both Bruce and Bucky laughed when the door to the hospital-like room opened up.

“There she is!” Natasha emitted as she and Steve entered the room. She carried a bouquet of white tulips in her hand, knowing they were Y/N’s favorite. “How’s our idiotic friend, who though training after being stabbed in the lung was a good idea?”

Y/N flipped Natasha off, laughing before pain took over her features, her hand instinctively moving to her chest. “God that hurts.”

“I’m putting you on a three week rest this time. No lifting weights, you hear me? No training.” Bruce warned her and she saluted, confirming that she had indeed heard. Bucky watched as she slowly began to recover and act as herself again and it brought warmth to the old man’s heart. He had watched her die, watched her heart stop, yet only moments after waking up, she was back to normal.

Maybe it was the fighting spirit in her, or the pure joy she always carried around, but there was something about that girl that set her apart from everyone else in the best of ways.

Coming Home (Chap Thirteen)

Tony bonding with his girls. Some suggestive content, but out of respect for Sweet Pepper being cuddly but Ace, I have left it only at “Suggestive” so any of my reader who are following this for my ace!characters dont feel uncomfortable!

I have to say, I really love this chapter. I love the girls comforting Tony in this manner, I love terrifying!Natasha being sweet and Pepper just being wonderful. I even like the little bit of angst at the end, because I think it brings up some CACW feels and then Sam shoots it down (not literally, no guns lol) 

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“Nat?” Tony knocked on her door, waiting a beat before calling for her again. “Tasha? Can I come in?”

“Tony.” Pepper opened the door instead, a pleased smile on her face, pink wings fluttering open as she took his hand and pulled him inside. “We weren’t sure you were going to come.”  

“I texted Nat and said—.” Tony raised his eyebrows when he saw the silk camisole and tiny shorts Pepper was wearing. “Um, am I interrupting something fun?”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Natasha emerged from the bathroom wearing… less… and Tony gulped back the urge to growl approvingly. “We just figured scantily clad redheads were a sure fire way to get you upstairs. You’ve been locked in the lab for so long, we had to figure out what was more interesting than computers.”

“Silk and lace will do it.” Tony chuckled, then his face fell, wings dropping. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’ve been neglecting you—”

“Hush.” Pepper handed him a glass of wine, waiting until he took a sip before leading him to the bed. “You don’t need to apologize to us, Tony. That’s not what this is about.”

“So what’s it about, then?” Tony let Natasha take his jacket off, but when she reached for his shirt, he backed up a step, a hand over his chest protectively.

“Alpha.” Natasha’s full lips twitched in a smile, hiding the twinge of hurt at having Tony pull away from her. “I’ve seen you naked before, and Pepper has lived with you long enough I think she’s seen you naked whether she meant to or not.” Pepper– who was obviously two or three glasses into a bottle of wine– clapped her hand over her mouth and giggled, and Tasha rolled her eyes.

“She’s also quite the lightweight, which means another glass and she won’t remember seeing you naked anyway. It’s not a problem.” She winked at Tony, knowing damn well he was trying to avoid her seeing the mess of scars crossing his skin, and perfectly determined to prove to him that she didn’t care.

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A Case of You;

Summary: There was always an age gap between Y/N and Tony, which was the only reason he never confessed his true feelings for her. But after a near death experience when Y/N sacrifices herself for him, Tony decides to open up; helping her through rehab and recovery, they grow closer.

A/N: I would put Y/N’s age around 23-25. I hope everyone likes this! Please like/reblog/follow, because I’m looking for some more Marvel-related blogs to follow. Thanks for reading xx

“Got a few Hydra guys headed towards you from your right, Y/N!” Sam called into the comm, causing Y/N to swing around in response. She took on a defensive stance, ready to take them out when they were suddenly blasted away by Iron Man. 

She rolled her eyes, internally cursing Tony Stark for a second while she got back to work. “You don’t have to babysit me, you know,” Y/N said as she jogged along, heading towards their target: an old, recently abandoned munitions factory that was adapted to be a Hydra hideout. This particular location was flagged specifically for the Avengers to destroy, since SHIELD intelligence reported the possible development of new Winter Soldiers. That’s why they were down a man this week, too. Steve made the call for Bucky Barnes to sit out this mission (which led to a series of destroyed computers and a broken table, none of which particularly bothered Tony). 

Because of this handicap, Y/N and the others were forced to be everywhere at once. Sam’s reconnaissance drone buzzed about, gathering information to warn them about upcoming enemies. Y/N was literally all over the place, teleporting from one area to another, depending on where the fighting was the heaviest. The Avengers crew spent almost as much time dodging Steve’s shield as they did fighting. 

“Thank you works, too,” Tony simply responded, flying alongside her as they neared the building. “Almost there, ladies and gentlemen. Everything outside clear?” Tony asked everyone.

“Clear.”

“Clear.”

“Clear here, too.”

“Clear. Let’s just get this over with,” Clint responded impatiently, “I’m cooking for the wife tonight.”

Y/N made eye contact with Steve, who nodded in acknowledgement, before busting down the door to the surprisingly unfortified building. Perhaps they thought their biggest defense was the secrecy of the place? “I have an odd feeling about this,” Y/N said nervously into the comm system, “Why isn’t it more heavily protected?” 

No one else said anything, however, as they finally entered. The entire area was dead silent as each member of the team carefully stepped across the concrete floor, looking for anyone who was waiting to attack. “Tony, Y/N, Clint-go right,” Steve commanded quietly into the comm system, “Wanda, Natasha, Sam, and I will go left.”

While Tony and Clint walked as quietly forward as they could, Y/N teleported ahead to clear the area.

“Everything seems okay out here,” Y/N reported at a normal volume, seeing as there was apparently no one to give away their location to. 

“Same here,” Natasha said, sounding as suspicious as the other girl was. When Tony and Clint finally caught up, they joined her in searching the area. “We’ll be heading your way in a minute after we shake this area down.”

The girl noticed Tony, having just taken off the suit for better mobility, hunched over something in the corner. “Tony, What is that?” Almost as soon as she asked, though, she knew it was a bomb. “Don’t come over here!” Y/N yelled hoarsely into the comm, so loudly it made Clint jump and pull his earpiece out, “There’s a bomb-I repeat, there’s a bomb.”

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Destruction Label

Requested.
Who:
Steve Rogers
Prompt: “This is why we can’t have nice things.” & “I am way too sober for this.” 

[Y/N] tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for the elevator to take her up to Tony’s penthouse. Glancing down at her phone, she winced, it would be her to be over two hours late. Surely, her friends would understand? [Y/N] had meeting after meeting in trying to clean up the mess The Avengers had made. It wasn’t the best job but it had to be done. Half the time she got screamed at for lost lives and other times she got treated like she was an idiot for representing a group of humans that had superpowers. Some days, she wondered if she really was an idiot but then she remembered that these very people were the ones who saved her. It was the least she could do, right? 

The elevator dinged, signaling that she had reached the penthouse. Looking up from her phone just as the doors opened, she stopped short of her hasty apology for being late as usual. With her mouth dropped, she stepped into Tony’s home and gaped at the scene before her.

Furniture was broken and dispersed in every which way, walls were crumbling, stairs were cracking, appliances were buzzing from exposed wires, and water was leaking from somewhere. Arching a brow at her friends who looked like they had been dragged to hell and back, she wanted to ask what the heck happened but words were getting lost in her throat. 

Opening her mouth again but only to close it a few short seconds later, she shook her head. Putting her hands up, she finally found the words she needed. “I am way too sober for this, I don’t want to know.” 

Tony winced as he got up from his spot on the floor, “If you could make a phone call to get this place fixed up, that’d be great. Thanks.” Trudging through his broken home to the bar, he smiled happily when he found that some of his liquor had survived the home invasion. 

[Y/N]’s mouth dropped, “You’re joking, right?” Stepping over what she thought was a couch, she narrowed her eyes. “It’s midnight and I’m pretty confident that your insurance isn’t going to cover whatever happened here.”

“If it’s midnight,” Tony sarcastically pondered, “than that means you’re late.” Snickering at her response, he handed her a glass of scotch. “I don’t need insurance, just charge it to my account.” 

Running a hand over her face, she groaned. “We will talk about why I’m late later.” Looking around, she groaned again. “This is going to take some major cash and some major time to fix, Stark. This is not a livable environment right now.”  

“Great, I’ll pack some bags and meet you at your apartment.” Tony grinned. 

“Oh, no you don’t.” But it was too late, Tony was already stumbling his way towards his room to get clothes. Blowing air out of her mouth, she turned to face her friends who were struggling to get up. “Are you guys okay? Any broken bones?” She walked over towards them, scanning each of them down.

The group all groaned in unison before dispersing to walk off the pain. Steve was the only one who stayed where he was. [Y/N] frowned, her hands gently running over his body. “Need to go to the hospital or anything?” 

Steve chuckled despite his ribs burning, “Superhuman, I’ll be okay.” 

“Right,” she removed her hands, chuckling to herself. “I forget that you pretty much heal faster than a normal person.” 

“I think I’m about to be the only man in history to have ever said that he’s glad his fiancee was late to their engagement party.” Smiling down at her, he pressed a kiss to the top of his head. 

[Y/N] sighed in content, “Well I suppose me being late turned out to be a good thing.” Motioning towards the mess around them and then running her hands over Steve in the air, she quirked a brow. “This is why we can’t have nice things. You should have came with a may cause destruction label.” 

Steve threw back his head and laughed. “In my defense, I wasn’t expecting unwelcomed guests.” Using her as a crutch to get towards the elevator, he snickered. “Our apartment is in beautiful shape.”

“It won’t be for long with Tony living with us.” [Y/N] muttered. 

bumblingbarry  asked:

Good sir, what if after Aunt May found out she freaks out and tells Peter he's grounded. But she doesn't take he phone, instead she takes the suit. Then Peter call/texts irondad about asking to help calm her down

-peter really should’ve listened for when may got home

-or at least shut his door

-and honestly he might’ve been able to get away with saying it was a costume

-if he hadn’t jumped onto the ceiling in surprise

-they have a short argument which is kinda both of them panicking and freaking each other out

-May figures out what the stark internship really is, that tony is responsible for giving him his suit, and that tony offered him a spot on the Avengers

-when may asks peter for his phone he just figures he’s grounded but then she unlocks it and finds tony’s contact and peter is really freaking out now

-he hears Happy answer in the usual snippy tone and peter wants to die bc Happy just snapped at Aunt May

-May turns to go have a conversation in private but, after telling Happy to put Tony on the phone, she turns back to peter and tells him to change out of the suit

-he almost argues because he just got it back and he’d been having pretty bad dysphoria since getting it taken away

-mostly because he couldn’t be spider-man without his suit and it really was the one part of his life that he wasn’t questioned or harassed about

-but he changes into comfy clothes and he can’t help but hear May yelling at tony

-he really hates his enhanced senses and the panic from being found out combined with all the noise is putting him on the verge of sensory overload which is the last thing he needs right now

-he almost puts the mask on to filter light and sound and maybe talk to karen but if May comes in and sees him in the mask he knows she’ll lose her shit

-he hears May saying “I will NOT let you talk to him!” and he decides to step in

-he has his spare webshooters on and he knows it isn’t the best course of action but he’ll never get May to hand him the phone

-so he does what any teenager to do and webs the cellphone that is currently in an ongoing call to a billionaire/superhero out of his aunt’s hands and into his

-may is probably going to have a stroke tbh

-but peter has to talk to tony 

-he ends up on the roof of the apartment building and is talking to a pretty frantic tony

-”How did she find out? What did you say? Do you need somewhere to stay?”

-he’s honestly such a worried dad that peter almost laughs

-peter briefly explains what happened and tony decides he should just come down to queens and talk to may directly

-tony should be there in like, an hour tops and peter should probably calm may down but he honestly doesn’t know how

-he ends up sitting on the roof for the next 45 minutes just trying to calm down and not have a panic attack

-tony shows up in the iron man suit because it was the fastest way to get there

-seeing tony reminds him of how he doesn’t have his suit

-how he might not be able to be spider-man

-so now his crippling dysphoria is back along with anxiety over talking to his aunt

-so like thats really fun

-tony and peter go inside together and tony almost got decked by may immediately

-peter pulled him out of the way and was a little stunned that may almost hit tony stark

-but he’s not about to say anything so.,,

-they talk for over an hour and may ends up relenting when peter promises to text her updates while on patrol, to not go out past 2 am on school nights, and keep his grades up

-tony ends up glossing the whole thing over and offers to take may out to dinner

-peter almost fights bc tony may be really cool but he will not be alone with his aunt after comments like ‘hope you’re wearing something skimpy’

-tony eventually goes back upstate a few hours later after they have a much calmer conversation over coffee in the kitchen

-peter texts ned and mj that may found out and mj replies “about time” while ned asks what color balloons he should bring to peter’s funeral

-”balloons???”

-”i’m not letting your last celebration be anything short of festive”

-”do black balloons but fill them with glitter for effect when we pop them”

-”mj don’t encourage him im not dying- may’s cool with it now”

-”lying is a sin, peter and your time for repentance is running out”

-peter would’ve responded to that if May hadn’t taken his phone

-Peter can’t really argue because he did lie for like, months on end

-and skipped classes

-and got detention

-so yeah losing his phone isn’t the worst thing that could happen to him all things considered

-and at least he can keep being spider-man