Never Eye to Eye by @the-vorkosigan: After the Civli War, the Avengers were back together.How is everything going, Tony? Pepper had asked in her email. It’s fine (Tony had written back). I’m fighting with Steve all the time. Everything is going to hell. I’m okay (you know I’m always okay).(Or: How Tony and Steve learned to be a bit gentler with each other)
A New Way For Us by @stark-spangled-lovers:
They fight Thanos—and they’re losing. And before Tony knows what’s happening, he’s standing with Doctor Strange in front of the Eye of Agamotto and gets send back in time. Can he find a way to fix things this time around, or are they doomed to fall apart all over again?
Over Sea, Under Stars by @the-vorkosigan: Tony gets the phone, but he never uses it and he never intends to. Or, he doesn’t until Steve starts texting him, asking strange questions about medication and mental health, which is when Tony gets worried.(A texting fix-it that grew beyond all proportion. Deals with depression and anxiety quite a lot. There is even some plot in there somewhere.)
Double Time by @sineala:
Cassino, Italy, December 1943. Special Agent Tony Stark, former Marvels adventurer, is sent to investigate a Cosmic Cube found by the Invaders – and it’s the perfect opportunity for him to rekindle his secret romance with Steve Rogers. But when Hydra attempts to steal the Cube, an inadvertent wish for help leads to the appearance of a Tony from the future of another world: Director Stark of SHIELD. This Tony is a man with a lot on his mind. He refuses to tell them anything about the future, but he seems to know much more than he should about Captain America. And something’s happened that’s clearly killing him inside, but he’s not talking. When Director Stark’s failed attempt to return home leads to the unexpected appearance of another visitor from his universe, all the lies come undone. Now there are two wars to fight, and the second one could ruin all of them.
Re-Take by @inukagome15: This shouldn’t have happened. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. Everything was wrong, and all he wanted was to make it right.Because that was what they did.If Steve just had a second chance, he could fix everything.
Skies on Fire by @robintcj: Civil War Fix-It, with possible spoilers, if you consider trailer analysis, Wikipedia research on the existing Civil War Comics storyline, and casting knowledge to be spoilers. I’ve played fast and loose with shots from the trailer, though, because they’re just clips and therefore open to my own personal interpretation. Also, I’ve made the choice to ignore whatever parts of the canon I wanted, in order to make my thing work. Because CREATIVE LICENSE and stuff.Edited: This was based on the first full-length trailer, and subsequent trailers of course made a big difference in how this meshed with canon. Of course.AKA: Steve and Tony get along until they don’t.
Can’t Start a Fire Without a Spark by gottalovev:
The Avengers might be reunited, but they are holding together with a Band-Aid and a severe case of Tony pretending nothing happened. The superficial truce is shattered the day Steve takes control of Tony’s suit and forces him to go to medical in a tense situation. When Tony is ordered to take a vacation, Steve volunteers to go with him.
Last Train Home by erde:
Steve writes letters to Tony that he never sends. By the time he hands them to their rightful owner, Tony has had a brush with death, has retired as a superhero, and now has a small town workshop of his very own. But it’s okay, Steve has gone into retirement too.
Tusk by @laudatenium: Strangely, or not so strangely, Steve is the one to call first.“Tony,” is all he says, low and throaty and oh so raspy.Tony says nothing. Not because he has nothing to say, but because he has too much. And maybe, for once, Steve should be the one talking.
Detente by @massivespacewren: Steve isn’t the only one to reach out.A small Captain America 3: Civil War fix it (more or less)Spoilers for MCU Civil War!
A Nuke to Your Chest by @the-vorkosigan: —“Suit,” Tony said, striding towards the main door of his mansion. It came out more garbled than he’d intended. Still, the parts of his suit came flying; his exoskeleton stabilized him somewhat.He hit the button and opened the door. Then he raised his fists and lay into Steve Rogers, who was standing on his doorstep with a slightly tired look in his eyes.—After Siberia, Tony held it together, but after that awful letter he started drinking. Heavily. And now he’s having blackouts. Obviously, he doesn’t remember calling Rogers on that cursed phone. And what you can’t remember, well, it didn’t happen. Obviously.And Steve Rogers has had enough.
Bring Him Home by @seventymilestobabylon: Tony misses Steve very badly after the Accords. Some days he deals with it better than other days.(a fic featuring the booty call flip phone, minor kidnappings, and time jumps between chapters because the election has been happening and my brain has been too mush to make a proper plot)
Closure by @laireshi:
“You were supposed to say thank you,” Tony said after a moment, covering his eyes with his forearm. It wasn’t as if Steve could see him. “It’s only polite, you know. Happy birthday, Steve—Thank you, Tony.”
Best Served With a Twist by @chibisquirt: The phone rang three times before Steve answered, and then he was there, warm voice in his ear, like the comms, like the way things used to be. “Tony,” he breathed, and Tony’s heart clenched at the nostalgia for a moment…“Hey, Steve.”…before he snapped back and did what he had to do.“Remember how you said if I needed you, I could call?”
What do you think the other Avengers think of Peter's trans status? I imagine Thor would be pretty impressed that humans can transition like that haha
*rubs hands* Oh man I’m so glad you asked about this!
So first of all, Thor is Asgardian. It’s been mentioned in some of the newer comics (namely, Loki: Agent of Asgard and The Young Avengers) that Asgardian’s don’t have the same societal perception of sexuality or gender that most human cultures do. Male, female, gay, straight, etc. are all just meaningless labels to most of them. Because of this, I doubt Thor would care that Peter is trans. If anything, Thor would be surprised that Peter’s transition is so difficult. Thor knows Loki, who iscanonically genderfluidand can change his appearance from ‘male’ to ‘female’ at will. Upon finding out that Peter is trans, Thor would probably react like, “So, Man of Spiders, when will you perform the Trans Magic?”
Obviously, Tony “Daddy Warbucks” Stark would be supportive of Peter. I also headcanon Tony as trans so?? i might write about that in a separate post. Tony probably found out Peter was trans before he met the kid, while he was still researching ‘Spider-Man’. Tony knows, and he’s been on Peter’s side from day one. I’m a big fan of the theory that Tony designed a special binder in the Spider-Man suit, but also: Tony takes Peter shopping to buy him a ‘male’ wardrobe. As a philanthropist, he donates to charities that help trans kid, and as an adopt-a-dad, he does his best to finance Peter’s transition in any way he can.
Steve is also such a good ally about the whole deal. Sometimes, he’ll dress up in ‘civilian disguise’ and spend the day with Peter. Steve accompanies him into locker rooms, bathrooms, and all other “men only” spaces to make sure Peter feels safe (and honestly, who’s gonna fuck with you when there’s a 6′0″ beefcake at your side?). Steve also talks to Peter’s bullies like a total dad. When he found out Flash was calling Peter “Penis Parker” he showed up at the Thompson’s house and had a polite discussion with their son about the importance of respecting others.
Natasha has a different approach to bullies. She always tells Peter, “If you ever need a transphobe ‘taken care of’, just call me.” She says it with a smile, but Peter still can’t tell if she’s joking or not. She’s tried to teach him self-defense that doesn’t involve web shooters. They spar together after Peter finishes school on Tuesdays. Natasha taught him the ever-useful ‘leg scissor’ move, from one spider to another.
Bruce didn’t know much about the whole trans thing before Peter came along. Sure, he had heard stories on the news from time to time, but he had a very surface-level understanding of the matter. When Bruce found out Peter was trans, he took the opportunity to research as much about the subject as possible. He wants to respect Peter’s privacy, but he’s also very curious by nature. Tony eventually designates Bruce as Peter’s personal doctor (which excites the both of them). At some point, Bruce designs a form of testosterone that can keep up with Peter’s heightened immune system. Bruce also does most of Peter’s T injections, because Peter is squeamish about needles.
Clint is cool with it. He taught Peter how to skateboard.
From the moment he stepped into your life, you were aware of
what all he could do to you. Bucky Barnes was a walking warning himself, a
constant reminder for why you cannot be anyone else’s but his. You are head
over heels for him and all he has to do is look at you and throw that sexy
smirk along with those twinkling blue orbs and you were done for good.
You find yourself daydreaming about him – a lot, often about
his lips, how he would roam them all over your body, pressing gentle feather
light kisses on your sensitive skin, leaving goosebumps in his wake. How his
perfect lips would mould with yours, sucking all the air from your lungs,
leaving them red and swollen. How he’d graze the tip of his nose along the
underside of your jawline, breathing you in. He’d connect lips on the column of
your throat, biting and sucking bruises and it would take him little to no time
in discovering that sensitive spot on your neck which makes you release that
sweet harmonious noise.
A/n: I came up with the idea while eating dinner last night and I seemed super original and awesome for some reason. I tried to make it not confusing soooo hopefully we’re good! Maybe a part two if people want it? I’ll probably do another anyways, though.
“Inversion can be defined as the reversal of something or as an inverted state of an object.”
Peter watched while you sat with a young boy surrounded by text books and papers. The date you had been on abruptly took halt when you suddenly remembered that you had a tutoring session with your friend Betty Brandt’s little brother.
It was a rare moment for Peter; for once the date had to be paused because of something normal. Something not Spider-Man related. Admittedly, that was better than him exclaiming “Jump into this alley!” for purposes that were not for making out and more for super changes. Those super changes somehow managed to worm their way into the regular routine of a date. Before, when being Spider-Man and being a boyfriend was too hard to balance, you and Peter talked about breaking up. “We both love one another,” you said solemnly, “but we never have time to be together.”
The both of you tried it out; not actually breaking up, but doing a “break up trial.”
You spent a day not talking to each other-no texting or snapchats either-and no hugs between class. Nothing.
And both of you cried by the end of the day.
So that was totally out of the question.
Eventually you guys got the hang of it. Assigning roof tops to meet on during Spider-Man breaks, Skype calls during “Stark Interning” hours courtesy of the teched-up suit, whom Peter for some reason called Karen. You thought that was kind of weird but you rolled with it, choosing to not ask questions you didn’t really want the answers too.
So seriously, neither of you could survive a break up. Hell, you didn’t even like when Peter went to the Academic Decathlon last year, leaving you in New York. “I’m just,” you had said between kisses, “too in love-with you- to break up.”
“I know-” he agreed between kisses, “I feel-the same-way.”
From awkwardly asking you to the homecoming dance freshmen year, to finding out his secret, the connection between you two just grew stronger every day.
“So,” he heard you wrapping up, “does that make more sense?”
The fourth grader nodded his head. Together, you and Peter both walked the boy out where his sister, Betty, was waiting with a car to drive him home. “Still can’t believe she chopped all her hair off,” you said through your teeth while smiling and waving at the pair drive off, hoping she couldn’t tell you were talking about her. “She looked so much better with it long.” You massaged your mouth when the Brandt siblings were out of sight.
“I’m really sorry, Tiger Lily. I can’t believe I forgot about him!” you suddenly exclaimed. Peter held your hands. “Don’t worry about it,” he said assuringly, “it’s not like the day is over. We spent about thirty minutes with tutoring, that’s hardly anything compared to ‘us.’“
You laughed. “‘Us’? How long is ‘us’?” you asked, using light air quotes for emphasis.
“Forever,” Peter smiled. You blushed. “Parker…you have me wrapped around your finger,” you grinned before pulling him in for a chaste kiss.
Blames the Tony Stark for the dead of her parents even when he wasn’t there and most likely had nothing directly to do with the event.
Uses Tony Stark’s mental illness and fears as a weapon to destroy the Avengers.
Uses the Hulk in an innocent city without seeming to care about the consequences.
Tells Steve that Tony is the one who is going to destroy the world when she is the one who did the previous action mentioned.
Is made an Avenger immediately after helping just one time. Never apologises to anyone that she attacked.
Feels guilty about a failed mission in Lagos but never speaks about her previous bad deeds.
Is upset about being punished by that when she has more dirty clothes in her closet.
Blames the Avengers for the dead of his family in a case of collateral damage.
Bombs a UN building in plan to frame the Winter Soldier without thinking about the consequences.
Uses Tony Stark mental illness and trauma as a time bomb to destroy the Avengers.
Actually apologies to the man whose father killed.
Stays calm and no whining at all about the consequences and accepts them because he succeeded.
Accepts his actual actions.
Most points are so similar aren’t they? Then why exactly Zemo is not an Avenger too? Wasn’t he also a grieving man because the death of his family, which is exactly the excuse that everyone uses on Wanda for every shitty thing that she does, including freaking Johannesburg?
Mirror actions. Different genders/age. Totally different endings.
Can I call the hypocrisy of this fandom more?
Guys, PLEASE PLEASE tag this as anti wanda maximoff of Wanda Maximoff is better as a villain, I’m sick of her stans defending her in an anti post.
Words: 1358 Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x Reader Featuring: Tony Stark Warnings: swearing, maybe Requested by anon “ Pietro and the reader having a lightsaber battle in the middle of the toy section” Summary: What happens when you and Pietro are in the toy section and Pietro is pracitcally a toddler in a store? Chaos ensues. Authors Note: this was so much fun omf
“Target could be my second home,” You marveled as you walked into the doors of the large store.
Pietro laughed. “Well, you do come here a lot.”
“Because I love it!” You squealed and walked to where the one-dollar section was.
With a roll of the eyes, he put his hand on your shoulder. “That, and Tony kicks us out of the base a lot.”
Shrugging, you picked up random things in the one-dollar bins. Tony does kick you two out of the base a lot, mainly because when you don’t have anything to do, you annoy someone until you are entertained and come up with something to do. He’s usually the easiest to annoy, not to mention that he gets annoyed really easily, and his reactions are typically the funniest.
You walked up to the nearest employee, doing like you and Pietro always do. “Excuse me, miss, where are the toasters?” You linked onto Pietro’s arm. “My husband is really worried about the fact that we do not have a toaster and I’m afraid he’s going to break down if he doesn’t see a toaster soon,” You told the girl who seemed to be a bit older.
She quickly directed you to where the toasters would be, and once she was out of sight, the two of you broke into a fit of laughter. “That was a good one. I’m really passionate about toasters,” He laughed. It was almost a tradition after the many times you two have been to Target recently, asking the staff random and strange questions. Sometimes he was your son, sometimes you were a random stranger, and today he was your husband. Of course, you two were only friends, which made it only funnier.
Summary: Even though Peter’s been busy with saving the world, you’ve been feeling neglected and unwanted. He notices and decides to do something fun to cheer you up.
Word Count: 2,453 (my longest one so far, holla)
Warnings: heights, panic attack, language, fluff, sad stuff. Let me know if I missed any.
A/N: Alrrright guys, hopefully this turns out okay. I was thinking about making this into a series depending on how much you guys dig it.
If you do, then I will post all about what I’m going to do for the series to see if you guys are interested. Sound good? As always, feedback is definitely appreciated. I never get any, so I don’t know what I’m doing wrong or right. Enjoy!
Ever since Peter told you he was the big ‘ol Spiderman, it felt like your guys’ weekly hangouts and movie nights were coming to an end. Of course you understand that he’s saving the world and stopping the bad guys, but it leaves you worried and afraid for his well being. He always seems distracted around you and it fills you with a darkness. Telling Peter would make you seem selfish, so you bury it, hoping it won’t poke its way through.
Being the shy, reserved, person you are, you definitely had difficulty talking to Peter, especially since you’ve always had a never ending crush on him. After a while of trying to ask him if he could hang out, you stopped. It wasn’t worth the pain of going through to only be rejected once again.
However, what you didn’t know was that Peter noticed you putting up your walls again. He didn’t want to lose you and decided he was definitely going to do something about it. Starting tonight.
Summary: Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.
Word Count: 1,415
Warnings: Swearing, angst
Once you had retreated to the bathroom, Steve heaved a large sigh, sinking into the cushions of the leather couch, covering his face with his hand and squeezing his eyes shut tight. How the hell did this happen? He had thought things were going well. He thought you and Bucky were finally on the same page. At least that’s how it seemed. You seemed so happy in the previous weeks, and now, it was like you were right back at the beginning.
Steve knew that he said he would call Bucky, but he didn’t know if he would even be able to contain his anger. There was a huge part of him that wanted to fly to wherever Bucky was and beat the living shit out of him. Steve didn’t like bullies, even if they happened to also be his friends. He wouldn’t tolerate this. He wouldn’t let Bucky just abandon you. He couldn’t. And if he couldn’t knock some sense into Bucky, well, then he would figure out where to go from there.
okay so @one-piece-of-harry posted something regarding kid!Tony being brought to the future and then being scared of adult Tony bc he looks like Howard and it immediately pierced my heart directly and so I had to write and share the pain. Have fun!
It was movie night.
This was normal. Movie night came around every Thursday, and involved the whole team gathering on one single couch in order to watch the weekly movie of choice.
They were currently on Bruce’s turn. This meant Star Trek was playing, loud and clear through the sound-system as Clint complained, Thor reveled and Natasha called for more food.
This was normal. So Tony sighed, and then rolled off Steve’s lap in order to go on the popcorn round. “Two minutes,” he mumbled, as he got to his feet lethargically and stumbled out into the kitchen.
Steve watched him leave, a fond smile on his face. It was well into the early hours of the morning by this point, and so everyone was pretty dead on their feet, and yet still insistent upon finishing the second film.
This was normal.
A flash of blinding light, a crack like lightning and a high-pitched yell of fear were certainly not normal, however.
In the time it had taken for light to recede, all five of them had jumped to their feet instantly, weapons procured from places not previously believed to have been possible before. Steve and Thor instantly stepped forward- the biggest and most indestructible on the team acting as a barrier for the lesser protected members.
Guns, hammers and shields drawn, they all pointed it steadily at the source of the noise, pinpointing it instantly and with a deadly accuracy.
A little boy stared back at them; his eyes criss-crossing as he stared at the barrel of the gun pointed at his nose.
“Oh,” Steve muttered, a little dumbstruck. So dumbstruck, in fact, that it took him another few seconds to realise he was still holding up a pistol to a child.
Dropping his hand immediately, he stumbled back, eyes wide. The boy was watching them all; hadn’t even moved a muscle or shown an ounce of emotion since his initial yell. He was just…standing there. His eyes observing all of them separately, cautiously.
“Who are you?” Clint asked eventually, trying to make his voice sound as non-threatening as possible.
The little boy just kept… watching. His hands were clenched into fists, and his knees were bent a little.
“I just moved through space and time,” he declared eventually.
It was so bizarre; so completely impossible for a child of his age to say, that Steve knew immediately afterwards. “You’re called Tony Stark, aren’t you?” He said softly, unable to help the smile that crept up his face, because now he had connected it, the similarities were impossible to ignore.
Tiny Tony stared at him, and for a second, outright contempt flashed across his features- an emotion that should really have been far too old for a boy of that age just then. “And you’re Captain America.”
“That I am,” Steve smiled, getting on to one knee so that he was level with Tiny Tony. “Listen, I know this is probably weird for you-”
“If this is a trick, or you’re going to use me as a ransom demand, then you’re out of luck. Howard Stark doesn’t pay ransom fees,” Tiny Tony spoke over Steve, his voice robotic and dull, like he’d been made to practice the words in a mirror a hundred times over.
“Not even for his own child?” Thor blurted in his usual booming manner- and for the first time since he’d landed there, Tiny Tony flinched.
Everyone noticed, despite Tiny Tony’s worryingly smooth transition back into neutrality. Thor look horrified, and took a step forward, hand outstretched, but Tiny Tony just reeled back from it. “Not even for his own child,” the boy snapped.
Steve stared, open-mouthed. That… that had been an awfully strong response.
“How old are you, Tony?” Bruce moved on effortlessly, stepping past Natasha and Clint in order to get to the little boy stood in front of them.
“Tell me who you are, first,” Tiny Tony argued, stepping back once again, “Prove to me that you are who you say you are, and that I have fallen what looks to be half a century into the future, rather than just kidnapped by a group of phonies.”
“See the mouth on him wasn’t a recent development, then,” Clint said, amused.
“I save it especially for stupid people,” Tiny Tony retorted, and Steve bit back a laugh as clint gasped in offence and Natasha just nodded like that wasn’t any different from the Tony they knew now.
Bruce stepped forward again, undoubtedly ready to start explaining to Tiny Tony what had happened (Loki, probably- the room smelt faintly like his particular brand of magic), when there was a clatter of bowls and faint swearing from the other side of the room.
“Next time, I swear I’ll just invent a server bot to grab all this shit for me, I don’t have enough hands to carry the amount of food your fat asses require-”
Adult Tony stopped dead, looking at the circle of people stood around the tinier version of himself. The bowl of popcorn slipped out of the crook of his elbow entirely.
Steve opened his mouth to speak, hand going up and gesturing at Tiny Tony in greeting, before realising that the boy had… gone. He frowned, raising his eyes and looking around until spotting Tiny Tony again, this time a good few feet away from where he had been at the beginning.
What put Steve on edge, however, was the look on his face.
All that unnerving neutrality had vanished, and the tiny little boy had taken a full turn- eyes wide, face pale and hands visibly shaking as they fixed on Tony’s face. He continued to back away until his back hit the glass wall and he ran out of any more room.
“I didn’t know,” Tiny Tony blurted suddenly, looking in horror at Tony and shaking his head vigorously, “I din’t know you were doing an experiment, I thought someone had tried to take me again, I’m sorry, I didn’t know, I didn’t know,” he turned to Clint, lip wobbling, “I’m sorry I was rude, Mr, I thought you were a bad guy-”
“Hey hey hey, Tony, calm down, it’s okay,” Steve frowned, taking a step forward in an attempt to reach out to Tiny Tony, only to watch in shock as the boy jerked to the other side, eyes searching for an exit.
“I didn’t… I’m sorry, please don’t be mad,I swear I wasn’t trying to interrupt or anything,” he whispered to Adult Tony again, and his eyes were actually fucking tearing up, Steve had no idea what was going on, none of them did, things had just spiraled out of control so quickly-
“I’m not Howard,” Steve’s Tony called out across the room. He was quiet- uncharacteristically so, and looking at the young boy with something Steve couldn’t read. “I’m not Howard,” he said again, stronger this time.
Summary: The reader is raised by Hydra but manages to escape after they kill her parents. She is emotionally unstable and can’t control her powers. The Avengers rescue her and give her everything she missed form life and wanted to feel. But would her new found love be enough to extinguish her desire for revenge? What would be the side she would choose to rely on?
Will she be ready to face the real her?
A/N: I cannot believe so many people liked Little witch. You guys made me so happy. After posting the story I went to bed and was really surprised in the morning when i saw that there were already 270 notes, 10 messages and 70 new followers. I’m amazed. You are awesome! ♥ I did my best to write this part and i know it may be a little boring but i promise the next ones (of course, if you want me to post them) to be more interesting. Please let me know what you think and if you would like to write from someone’s P.O.V. Enjoy ♥ (and sorry for the mistakes)
All the avengers except Wanda and Bruce were
now standing in front of the small medical center Tony had created a few months
ago for situations like this. Through the transparent Plexiglas which was used
as a wall, the heroes were looking at their new visitor. Wanda was inside with Dr.
Banner, who was trying to find out and heal the wounds on the girl’s body.
“So what’s her name?”, Tony suddenly asked.
The whole group looked at Steve and Clint
waiting for an answer. Since they came back, the girl was directly transported to
the medical room, while the others were standing in the dark about what was
“She didn’t say it.”, Steve answered simply
without moving his eyes from the girl inside.
“What exactly happened?”, Tony was eager to get
at least some information.
“Yeah, the son of Col didn’t say anything about
bringing a girl here.”
There was silent for a minute and when Clint
saw Steve wouldn’t tell anything due to being sunk deep in his thoughts again,
he recounted the story.
After the girl had recognized the American hero
– Captain America, she gave them a chance to speak why they were here and what
were they exactly doing. Wanda was the one who had talked most maybe because
she knew how the girl was feeling at that moment.
“We are not Hydra’s agents. I know you are
scared, probably frightened to death, but we just want to help you. ”, Wanda
had spoken softly.
“How did you find me?”
“We have some sources that let us know when
someone is in danger. There’s nothing you can be suspicious of. Come with us,
we will give you food, clothes…answers.”, Steve had succeeded in attracting her
“I-”, the girl had been glancing at the faces
of each hero standing in front of her seeing the pure sincerity in their eyes.
She hardly had come with a decision.
“If you don’t like us or feel threatened you
can go, but give us a chance. We won’t let you down, I promise.”, with those
words spoken from the brown-haired witch, who the girl began liking since the beginning,
the little witch had accepted their offer still slightly suspicious.
“Through the whole flight Wanda was the only
one who talked with her. I think she is the one who the girl trusts.”, Clint
noted as he finished the story.
“Can we trust her?”, Nat questioned, “I mean,
she is powerful, that can be seen, but what if it’s a Hydra’s way to get in
here and collect important information about us, S.H.I.E.L.D?”
“I do not think so.”, Peter finally interfered
with the conversation. He, as Steve, hadn’t stopped looking at the girl they
found alone in the deep woods hours ago, “If you had seen her face when we came…”,
her (y/e/c), full with tears and at the same time with rage appeared in front
of him, “I have no clue what they did to her but it’s definitely not good.”
“I have the same opinion. We know what Hydra
can do to their experiments. I saw what they have done to Bucky. It won’t
surprise me if she had gone through the same.”
“Mr. Stark, I found the girl.”, Jarvis’ voice sounded
through the corridor they were all standing in.
“You made him check her?!”
“Of course, Clint. I want to know who is coming
in the base.”, Tony declared and then spoken to Jarvis, “What did you find out?”
“It was hard given the fact that her face hasn’t
been seen by any camera in the world since ten years ago. However, I managed to
do my job. Her name is (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N). At the age of seven she was kidnapped
from her parents as they were on a vacation in Russia. Strangely, it seems the
parents weren’t that eager to find her. They ended the seeking after a year. ”
At the same time in the medical room, Bruce and
Wanda were trying to understand more about (Y/N)’s conditional and powers.
“So you are a witch, too?”, (Y/n) asked as her
eyes widened from happiness.
“Yes, (Y/n), I am, just like you.”
“How did you become? You were born with it or?”
“Sadly, my powers aren’t natural. I got them
the same as you – Hydra gave them to me. ”, Wanda was sitting opposite the
girl, while Bruce was doing his job, “Some years ago, me and my brother,
Pietro, were taken my Hydra so they could do tests on us.”
“And what were they doing to you?”
“They used something like a scepter and did
different things to examine our powers. That’s all I remember.”, Wanda gave a
smile to this little girl who had probably went through the same as her.
“So your stay there was like a holiday in
comparison with mine.”, the girl stated with a bitterness in her voice.
“Was it that bad?”, Bruce spoke for the first
time since he came there to observe the girl, “We have seen what Hydra have
done to some people, but-”
“But you can never imagine or feel what they did
to me so don’t act as though you had a clue how they tortured me.”
“I-I am sorry, I didn’t mean to-”, Bruce began apologizing
but the girl stopped him.
“I see you’re trying to make me feel
comfortable and so on but there’s no need to exaggerate.”, the girl’s stomach
groaned and she hurried to put her hands over it to silence the sound.
“How can I be so stupid?! We are here from
hours and you haven’t eaten anything in days and we still haven’t given you
water or something to eat. I’m coming in minutes.”, Wanda was almost out of the
room when she turned around, “Do you want anything specific or whatever I bring?”
“Whatever you bring.”, the girl answered but
Wanda had already used her powers to see what the girl longed for to eat.
Bruce and (Y/n) stayed in silence until the
doctor decided to ruin it by asking a simple question.
“Do you know what powers you have?”
“No and I don’t even know how to control them.”
“We can befriend you to learn how to cope with
them. ”, the girl was about to say something but Bruce hurried to finish, “I do
know how hard it can be, if you’re wondering. I have some ‘angry issues’ as
Stark tends to say. When I am angry I turn into a big green monster-”
“Hulk.”, (Y/n) stated calmly as she remembered
a part of a conversation, she heard years ago.
“Yes, Hulk. If I do not control it, I would
kill the people I love without having a clue or regretting about it.”
Seeing how hard it was for that man to cope
with his behavior and the terrified expression that appeared on his face just
because of the thought of murdering his friends was enough to show her that
each one of the superheroes here had gone through so dreadful situations. It
showed her that she wasn’t alone anymore and that she can trust them. They will
help her to recover, to control and maybe give her the family she lost ten
“Will you teach me?”, a smile spread on Bruce’s
face as he murmured a positive answer.
The door opened and Wanda entered holding a
tray with food.
“I hope you don’t mind inviting the others.”,
seven people followed the witch in the room.
“Hello.”, the girl gave them a small smile and
“I am Natasha but you can call me Nat.”, a
read-head woman spoke, “Here are some clean clothes you can put on after you -”,
but before Natasha had finished her sentence the girl had attacked the food.
There was a huge burger with French fries and curry
sauce. She took a big bite and barely managed to chew it before taking another
“Sorry, ju’t úngry .”
While (Y/n) was eating the heroes introduced
themselves to her. She knew some of them given the fact they had ruined some of
Hydra’s experiments and bases but not their personal names. She liked them all,
maybe Tony was too cocky but she did like ‘em all.
“You’d probably want to rest and recover but I
have to ask you some questions. Do you mind?”, Stark didn’t want to scare the
girl but he did needed answers.
“Let her at least take a shower before
overwhelming her with your queries.”, when Peter stated his opinion the girl
looked at him with a thankful smile. He blushed a little but tried not to break
an eye contact. Even in those ripped and dirty clothes, and the messy (y/h/c)
he could see the beauty in her. Something in her eyes was pulling him closer.
He wanted to understand what had happened to her, what had broken her in such a
way and revenge.
“Peter, show her the bathroom. We will wait you
in the living room.”, and with that the avengers exited the room leaving the
two teenagers inside.
“So, Peter…”, the way (Y/n) pronounced his
name, as thought tasting it, feeling how it would sound, created a strange
feeling in Peter’s stomach, “Where can I clean myself?”, a smirked appeared on
the girl’s face as she saw the blushing boy opposite her.
You stood locked in his embrace for what felt like minutes. Was it minutes? You weren’t entirely sure. Every now and then he’d give you another soft kiss and pull away with an overwhelmingly adorable look on his face. It was a nice reminder that what was happening was actually happening.
But the moments of bliss didn’t last long. Natasha entered Steve’s office, a frustrated look on her face. Luckily, she didn’t even seem phased by Steve’s lips locked onto yours and his hand resting on the small of your back.
Blessing - Pietro Maximoff x (f)Reader x dad!Stark
Words: 1179 Pairing: Pietro Maximoff x (f)Reader x dad!Stark Featuring: Clint Barton Warnings: lotta love, cheesy ending. Requested by anon “Pietro goes to Dad!Tony to ask for his blessing to marry reader. Tony’s not to keen on the idea because it’s speedy, but he makes reader happy and that’s all he can ask for as a loving father. Fluff ‘n’ stuff please.” Authors Note: I’m sorry this took so long to get out, I have been very unmotivated recently. Just happy it’s finally done :)
“Tony, I need to talk to you!” Pietro ran around the base all day, trying to find your father long enough to get him to speak. Tony kept dodging Pietro and hiding from him by saying that he had to do work all over the base.
Clint rolled his eyes when Tony ran into the kitchen. “I swear, Tony, if you do not talk toPietro he’s going to explode. Just give him a few minutes to talk. He’s your daughter’s boyfriend, what if it’s important?” Of course, Clint knew what Pietro wanted to talk about; he’s basically Pietro’s father.
And Clint wasn’t lying; it was one of the most important things that could happen. “I don’t want to talk to him; he makes me mad! And to know he is having…intercourse… with my daughter does not make it any better for me,” Tony argued.
Clint cocked his head and rolled his eyes. “Come on; they have been dating for nearly two years. Give him a break; he’s really not that bad.”
Tony slowly turned his head to look at Clint. “You know what this is about, don’t you?” Tony walked closer.
“What? No, no, what gave you any idea that I know what he wants? No, psh, no!” Clint lied as he stood up to get away from Tony.
“Clint, get your ass back here!” Tony shouted and ran after Clint, but was stopped by a gust of wind.