domestic-avengers

Making Tony Stark Eat: A guide by Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes

Steve: Come on, please. eating is so important. do it for me. look, I’ll even make you a sandwich and bring it down to your workshop, and you have to promise you’ll eat it.

Tony: Fine, okay, whatever Steve.
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Bucky: *throwing metal arm @ Tony* EAT SOME GOD DAMN FOOD YOU FREAK

Tony: FUCK THE SHUT UP CLUCKY

Bucky: I WILL. SHOVE. THE WHOLE PLATE DOWN UR FUCKIN. THROAT. DON’T THINK I WON’T.

Tony: PHYSICALLY FIGHT MY WHOLE FACE

Bucky: *launching breadsticks across room like projectiles* I. CARE. ABOUT. YOUR. FUCKING. WELLBEING. EAT OR I WILL SHOOT YOU

Tony: *screaming*

Bucky: *also screaming*

Tony is 100% the type to burrow (read: steal) clothes from people.

He has an old, well-worn MIT hoodie that used to belong to Rhodey and wears it during the winter. Rhodey stopped making comments about it years ago.

Tony has a pair of mittens that used to belong to Pepper and after 10+ times of trying to get them back, she just lets it go. She comments on how nice his mittens are whenever they’re together and he wears them. It becomes a sort of inside joke.

After losing his favorite hoodie to Natasha one to many times, Tony takes her favorite black slippers. Natasha makes no comment when she sees him wear them from time to time.

Tony takes one of Bruce’s lab coats and likes to wear when he’s about to preform “mad science things” and Bruce just smiles softly in the background.

Tony once used Thor’s cape as a blanket after he comes up from his workshop after several hours of working. He still has it, but keeps it in his bedroom.

Clint says nothing when Tony walks into the kitchen one early morning wearing light purple sleeping shirt. When asked about the shirt later, Clint shrugs and says “He looks good in purple.”

Tony likes to steal Steve’s shirts because they are freaking huge and he has the excuse of not wearing pants. They also smell like home and Tony likes that.

Just…Tony Things.

I know everybody loves the domestic avengers and trust me so do I but pals… just picture the domestic defenders
Jessica and Matt bickering over absolutely everything that goes on in the flat because she is Grump Supreme™ and he just loves to egg her on and play devil’s advocate (and yes he makes jokes about that in his own mind)
Luke just kind of watching them like an older brother with one eyebrow raised and this little smirk on his face and Actual Human Puppy Dog Daniel Rand sitting by Luke and watching the bickering happen with this big grin because honestly he’s just happy to be there
They all do work together sometimes and they’ll sit in a circle around a coffee table, working one of Jessica’s cases and Matt handles a lot of the paperwork because he’s a lawyer and he’s the only one who really actually knows how to do paperwork well
Jess doesn’t have to worry about stuff in her office getting broken by angry clients anymore because Danny always covers damage costs even though she constantly tells him not to
For some reason Danny is really enthusiastic about trying to teach all of them kung fu? They never let him because he’s basically the baby brother of the group and it would be painfully weird for him to be teaching them things
Matt, Jessica and Luke all conclude that Danny needs to be introduced into all things pop culture seeing as he’s been away for fifteen years and they love watching (and yelling at in Jessica’s case) Game of Thrones while all sitting on this Insanely Comfortable Couch that Danny got them, and all 3 of them are insistent that Loras Tyrell is the spitting image of Danny but he refuses to believe it
Luke is a surprisingly good cook??? So as much as they like ordering in when they have a lot of work do so they can get down to business and absentmindedly eat at the same time, they also sometimes enjoy sitting at the table and eating a real meal together as a team (Mr. Catholic Guy Matthew Michael Murdock always prays before he eats, Danny quietly says a rite the monks taught back in K'un-Lun, Jessica literally just kinda says “GRACE”)
As much of a porcupine as Jessica is, she actually really likes Danny and, though she won’t admit it, begrudgingly likes Matt as well
They sit in silence a lot just working or thinking and they do it practically anywhere; sometimes they just go for walks around Manhattan and say nothing, part of the reason for this is that they’re on patrol and part of the reason is that Danny wants to see as much of the city as he can and the others can’t refuse him (especially when he looks down all sad with those big precious puppy dog eyes of his) since he consistently does so much for them
They don’t often get into legitimate fights but if they do, they always all go separately to Claire and she just sighs and sits them all down together and yells at them to work it out
And rarely, very rarely, in the quiet hours of the morning, they’re able to get off their chests the hardest things they’ve been through and they kind of pour out their pain to one another and it’s in those moments that they’re at their most like a real team of heroes, and big brash tough Jessica’s voice gets so so small and peaceful Luke gets furious and Matt weeps from eyes that can’t see and Danny, sweet pure ball of sunshine, cries the quietest, angriest tears there are
and then they go out and beat the crap out of criminals because there’s nothing more cathartic than justice

Steve and Tony just chilling on the couch together. They aren’t even particularly close together, each one on the opposite side. Clint and Thor are yelling at each other about who’s cheating at Mario Cart. Natasha and Bruce are in the kitchen, listening to music and cooking dinner.

Steve is sitting on one side, reading the news paper, occasionally glancing up to watch Clint and Thor play. Tony is on the other side, playing with his tablet and egging Clint and Thor on. The ground shakes as Thor jumps up and down, accusing Clint of cheating as he loses again. Natasha yells at them to calm down or get out. They both sit back down, grumbling to themselves. Bruce can be heard laughing from the kitchen.

Amidst all the noise and chaos and craziness, Steve and Tony continue to just relax on the sofa. And then occasionally they’ll glance over at each other at the same time. They’ll look at each other with soft eyes and small grins. Steve will wink at Tony and Tony will smile wider, stretching his body out further and pressing his feet into Steve’s thigh. Steve will turn back to his paper, but he’ll mindlessly put his hand on Tony’s leg and run his hand up and down his calf. Tony will go back to his tablet, but he’ll keep trying to stick his toes further under Steve’s thighs every once and awhile.

And even though the common area is loud and chaotic, they’re content to just sit there amongst the noise and enjoy the company of their family and the one that they love.

Things I Want to See in the MCU at Some Point:

🔹 Steve helping old ladies carry their groceries from a taxi to their apartments, grinning as they tell him to be careful because they’re heavy.

🔹 Natasha giving ballet lessons to underprivileged girls.

🔹 Bucky interacting with other amputees, learning to embrace his metal arm as something other than a weapon HYDRA forced on him.

🔹 Steve and Bucky leading anti-bully campaigns at various high schools.

🔹 Tony leading fundraisers for Post-Traumatic Stress victims

🔹 Clint actually building something on his farm.

🔹 Steve and Bucky taking Wanda to a baseball game

Basically any and every modern!avengers scenario where my babies are happy and able to use their own tragedies to help others.

“Five Times Tony stole Steve’s clothes….”

Photo manip by: nanuk_dain - they have a whole collection of these stony manip works! http://archiveofourown.org/works/10798605/chapters/24008037

I love this one, showing the domestic avengers being happy, just all being friends, living in the tower. And, of course, Tony is stealing Steve’s clothes and really doesn’t care what the others think, and he is standing very close to Steve, probably so that Steve can hold him close to him, and pull him down for a kiss every now and then.

8

Principal Coulson: Did you really expect me to believe that we have a (looks down at paper) Philosophy and Star Trek class here? Taught by a (looks down at paper) Hugh Jaynus?

[Wade starts snickering loudly]

Avengers AU Meme » Superfamily [2/?] - Discovering a chance to slack off (and mainly inspired by last night’s Community episode) Wade convinces Peter to create a fake single-credit Independent Studies course for him. Principal Coulson manages to figure it out and brings both boys into his office.

Redneck Yacht Club

Summary: The Avengers all needed a getaway, so they travelled to the Adirondack Mountains in upstate New York. A small town, no cell service, and hardly any people. It’s the perfect place to unwind and enjoy a vacation. Until their pontoon boat breaks down, that is…

Characters: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanoff, Reader

Warnings: none

A/N: This is my fic for @caplanbuckybarnes songwriting challenge! Enjoy!

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Steve turned the key for what seemed like the millionth time, a scowl etched on his face. Bucky stood by the boat motor and shook his head as the machine spluttered and stalled.

“No luck,” Bucky said, hopping off the seat. Steve banged the steering wheel console, leaving a small dent on the fiberglass.

“Watch it!” you chided. “This is a rental, remember?” Your boyfriend merely shook his head in frustration and walked away from the motor before he could do any more damage.

“This is ridiculous,” Sam muttered, laying out on one of the benches. Nat sprawled out on the bench across from him to soak up some sunlight. She had barely lifted her head from her sun-induced slumber when the boat had stalled out fifteen minutes earlier.

Coming to the Adirondack Mountains in upstate New York had been your idea for a team vacation. Everyone, especially Steve, was coming undone at the seams from all the stress of work. Raquette Lake had a small population, an even smaller town, and hardly any cell service. It was the perfect place to unwind and relax.

Unless your pontoon boat broke down in the middle of the lake, that is.

Steve held up his cell phone and sighed. “No service,” he frowned. “Where the heck are Stark and Banner?”

As if on cue, the small bay you occupied was filled with the sound of a whirring motor. Everyone (except Nat) turned their heads and watched as Tony and Bruce cruised next to them in a little skiff. They dragged Clint behind them on a towable inner tube.

“Now, friends,” Tony said, cutting the motor, “it makes more sense to be fishing closer to the shoreline, not the middle of the lake.” He turned the wheel as Bruce grabbed hold of the pontoon. You threw across a rope, and he tied the two vessels together.

“Geez, Tony, why didn’t we think of that?” Bucky snapped back. “Oh right, because our boat isn’t working!”

Tony’s ears perked up at the mention of the broken boat. “You need me to fix it?” he asked. Then his eyes fell. “Crap, my tools are back at the cabin.”

“You mean you didn’t bring a suit?” Sam asked, raising his eyebrows.

“I brought a bathing suit,” Tony replied.

“That’s not what I…” Sam trailed off. He shook his head. “Never mind.”

“Can you just tow us back?” Steve asked.

“Of course!” Tony replied, rubbing his hands together.

“No way,” Bruce said at the same time. Steve and Tony stared at Bruce expectantly.

“And why not?” Tony asked, crossing his arms.

“Size difference, for one,” Bruce answered. “Two, this skiff is almost as old a Cap. Plus we don’t have enough horse power.”

“I agree with Bruce,” you replied. “We’re not towing this thing anywhere.”

Tony scoffed and pulled out an extra rope from under his seat. “Ye of little faith!” he yelled. “Just watch!”

Tony re-tied your rope and his rope so they were in optimal towing position. Clint undid his own ropes and dragged his tube onto the pontoon. Everyone sat down as he cranked his engine and began driving. Slowly, your pontoon began to move, and everything was looking up.

Then Tony’s engine started smoking.

“TONY!” you shouted over the roar of the motor. Bruce turned around and slapped Tony’s back repeatedly until he turned around too. He immediately cut the engine, but it was too late. The force of trying to tow the larger boat was too much.

“Crap!” Tony yelled, yanking the cover of the motor off. The smoke died down, and Tony ventured a look inside. His grim face told everyone what they needed to know.

“Well that’s melted,” he admitted, scratching his neck. “Whoops.”

Bruce put his head in his hands. “You idiot.” Tony just shrugged sheepishly.

“So we’ve got two boats with motors that don’t work, no cell service, and no people in sight,” Steve groaned. “You know what I call this? A disaster!”

“Actually,” you pointed out, “it’s vacation.” Everyone stared at you, and even Nat had peeked her head up. “What?” you asked. “It’s a gorgeous day, and we have plenty of food and booze. I say we wait it out and enjoy it.”

Bucky was the first to respond. “I agree, doll,” he said, pulling out the cooler. He took out a beer and toasted it to you. “We’ll never have this much silence when we get back to the city.”

“Tin Man’s right,” Sam added. “Let’s party!”

You smiled and pecked Bucky’s cheek as he scowled at Sam. Tony hopped onto the pontoon while Bruce opted to lay out and read in the skiff. He even brought his own pillow from the cabin, and soon, he was entranced with his book. Clint stuck to getting a tan on his water tube, and the rest of you stripped down to your bathing suits as the sun shone high in the sky.

You couldn’t have asked for a better day. The sky was crystal clear, and there were no clouds in sight. There was a slight breeze that made the air the perfect temperature. Trees surrounded you on all sides, and you could make out some cabins on the shoreline. That was the cool thing about Raquette Lake. Some of the islands were so remote, that the only way to get to them was by boat because they didn’t even connect to the main road.

You sighed and stretched your arms out to reach the sun. Something cold touched the back of your neck and you shrieked. You spun around to find Sam grinning at you, a bottle of beer in his hand.

“Sam!” You slapped his shoulder. “You jerk!”

Sam just waved the beer in your face, but you shook your head. “We can’t operate the boat if we’ve been drinking,” you informed him. “I’ll DD.”

“Suit yourself,” Sam said, unscrewing his cap. He chugged the beer and burped.

“Have some manners, Bird Brain!” Bucky called over his shoulder. Stretched out on his stomach, he took up the entire front of the pontoon. His metal arm gleamed brightly under the intense sun. He laid back down as Sam hurled back some more insults.

“Watch this,” Sam whispered, putting down his empty beer bottle. He crept over to the side of the boat and climbed over the railing.

“CANNONBALL!” he screamed as he jumped into the lake. A huge wave engulfed Bucky, whose peaceful expression turned into one of rage. He coughed and spluttered as he shook the water out of his hair.

“WILSON! I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!” Bucky jumped off the pontoon and the two men began fighting in the water. Not one to be left out, Tony jumped in after them with an inner tube around his waist. He repositioned himself so he lazily floated around the boat as Sam and Bucky tried to drown each other.

Steve’s stoic expression hadn’t left his face since the boat broke down. As he watched the hilarity in front of him, he couldn’t keep a small smile from popping up. You wrapped your arms around his stomach and kissed his bare back, now warm from the sun. He turned around in your arms and captured your lips in a soft kiss.

“M’ sorry,” he mumbled, rubbing small circles on your shoulder blades.

“Vacations are supposed to help you unwind,” you gently reminded him. “Not make you more stressed.”

“I know, I know,” he sighed. “I’m just so used to having every minute planned out that it’s hard for me…” He trailed off and looked out at the lake.

“It’s hard for you to relax?” you finished. Steve nodded. “I can help you with that,” you whispered, pulling him in closer. He raised his eyebrows in anticipation as your lips traveled closer and closer to his own. While he was distracted, your hand reached out for the cooler behind Steve and pulled out a bottle of beer. You innocently held it up between you two and wiggled your eyebrows.

“Ahhh, you’re killin’ me, Y/N,” he groaned. But he took the beer anyway and popped the top off.

“Oh my gosh, Captain America is drinking a beer!” you gasped dramatically. “Captain America is smiling! Captain America is-” You yelped as Steve picked you up and held you over the side of the boat.

“Keep it up, Y/N,” he chuckled as your squirmed in his grip.

“Nonononono,” you repeated. “I don’t wanna get my hair wet!” Steve finally relented and put you back on the boat. You got ready to give him a piece of your mind when Tony let out a shrill scream.

“What the heck was that?” Nat asked, finally sitting up. Her red hair shone in the sunlight, and it sat in perfect curls on her shoulders. How she always managed to keep her hair so neat was beyond your comprehension.

“I can feel something!” Tony yelled again. “It’s touching me!” He held his legs high in the air while trying to keep his butt out of the water. As a result, the inner tube shot out from under him and he sank beneath the surface.

“Tony!” Sam exclaimed. “What the heck are you…ack!” He yanked his hands off of Bucky’s submerged head and spun around in the water. “I felt it too!”

“Slimy!” Bucky spluttered. “There’s something slimy!”

“Guys, chill,” you said. “It’s probably just some weeds or a fish.”

Tony, Sam and Bucky all looked at each other and then back at you.

“A FISH?!” they screamed. You had never seen three grown men try to swim to a boat so fast in your entire life. It was like a competition to see who could get out of the water first.

“You’re rocking the boat!” Nat complained as she tried to steady her soda on her knee. She took a bite of one of the sandwiches you had packed in the food cooler and frowned.

Tony reached the platform first, but fell back into the water as Bucky shoved him out of the way.

“You did that on purpose!” Tony screeched, pulling himself back up. “You’re such an-ooo is that food?” His demeanor changed completely as he watched Nat eat her sandwich. Bucky and Sam also stared at her hungrily, their plight with the fish completely forgotten.

Nat nodded her head slowly and put her hand up as the men tried to move closer. “You don’t get food if you keep rocking the boat. Got it?” They all nodded, and she waved her hand, granting them permission back on board. They tiptoed around her as they made their way to the cooler of food.

Soon, everyone had more beer and food to go with it. Steve turned on the radio and a country song floated through the air. You nestled up against his side and relished in the warm sun.

Anchored out and gettin’ loud all summer long

Side by side there’s five houseboat front porches

Astroturf, lawn chairs and tiki torches

Regular joes, rockin’ the boat that’s us

The Redneck Yacht Club

After a full stomach, Sam decided to blow up the extra pineapple-shaped water float and join Clint back out on the water. Since it had a solid bottom, he wasn’t worried about getting attacked by another fish. Bucky and Clint shared the big water tube, and Tony blew up a pizza-shaped float. You shook your head as you stared at the goofy floats the boys had picked out at the general store.

“Children, all of them,” you chuckled, turning around the face Steve. He gave you a sleepy nod as he spread out his beach towel and laid down on the pontoon. Before long, everyone was enjoying an afternoon nap in the sun. You sat at the driver’s chair and leaned against the side of the pontoon, humming along to the music.

“So when are you going to tell them?” Nat asked as she perched herself on the card table across from you.

“Tell them what?” you asked.

She quirked her eyebrows and held up an extra gas line from behind her back. “This,” she replied.

“Put that away!” you hissed. When you had picked up the pontoon boat the day before, the owner of the rental place had mentioned the gas line was old, so he gave you an extra just in case. When the boat had stalled out, you had immediately known the source of the problem. But who said getting stuck in the sun was bad for anyone?

“They needed a break,” you whispered as Nat hid the gas line under a beach towel. “I’ll fix it eventually. I mean, look at them.” You both stared at your sleeping friends.

“They do look pretty relaxed,” Nat admitted. She yawned and let out a laugh. “I think I’m gonna join them.” She gave you a small wave and went back to her spot.

You grabbed a beach towel and made sure the gas line was still hidden. You laid out the soft fabric next to Steve and sighed contentedly. Strong arms pulled you towards Steve’s body, and you grinned as he nuzzled his nose into your neck.

“Love you,” he mumbled sleepily. You gave him a gentle kiss on his nose and smiled.

“Love you too.”


TAGS:  @buckyappreciationsociety @iamwarrenspeace @theassetseyeliner @melconnor2007 @yknott81 @snapplejuice @sammnipple @fuckkoffcourtney @gab-pas-arm @capttainamericaa

stucky headcanon

Bucky isn’t good with modern slang. he understands it but isn’t good at applying it. Steve walks into a room to find Sam and Bucky playing a card game and sharing a box of triscuits, Bucky offers Steve the box. 

“Crackers for a cracker?” 

Sam is on the floor wheezing while Steve struggles to explain that’s not how its used.

Some Tony Stark and his Bots headcanons that no one asked for

I’m gonna go ahead and headcanon that Tony created FRIDAY as a potential girlfriend for JARVIS but as soon as JARVIS interacted with her he was like, “Sir this is a child. You’ve given me a daughter.”

And Tony is just like “well damn okay I guess.”

Which is hilarious until you think about the fact that Tony would definitely make a companion for his artificial intelligence because he cares more about his robots potentially being lonely than his own crippling loneliness and then you cry forever because Tony fucking Stark everybody

So I had a Thor headcanon for Vine (Which is no longer a thing, but still)


Anyways, I had this idea that Thor would have a vine account that consisted of videos of him finding the Avengers when they’re distracted, or doing something else, and saying hold this, before dropping Mjolnir into their hands. Which would of course cause them to topple over like quicksilver did in AOU. 

It is also my headcanon that Darcy is the one who made him a vine account.

That is all.

I really like this picture. It looks like something out of a romantic movie. This is a little one shot I wrote about it
- - Oblivious to their surroundings they gazed into each other’s eyes. Lost in their own little world. It felt like magic. Though Vision was in his disguise Wanda could still see him, the same soft eyes that scanned a cookbook to make her favourite dish, the same eyes that looked woefully at her when she escaped the avengers tower with Clint. Those eyes now filled with joy. But the all knew this wasn’t going to last long, with everything going on outside of their perfect little world, all the chaos, all the madness.

Kiss the Girl (2/4)

Request:  could you write something like the avengers going on like a roadtrip to a waterpark and maybe bucky and the reader realize they have feelings for each other and theres tons of fluff?!

AN: I’m not sure if this counts as super fluffy, but I do like how it turned out.

Warnings: Likely bad language words. Water slides, maybe? Bucky’s a little shit.

Part 1

tags: @avengerofyourheart @kmwiinchester @bovaria @marvel-ash @romanovoff @just-a-multifangirl @time-to-dance-rey

By the time you stop at a gas station, the boys have heard every song released in the 1990s. You’d almost feel bad for them if it weren’t for the fact that you found it funny, even if Bucky spent most of the time grumbling in his seat. You stalk through the store right to the bathrooms behind Wanda and Nat. You pause in front of the mirror on your way out, smoothing out a bit of tangle the wind had done to your hair.

“He doesn’t care what you look like,” Wanda leans forward on the sink, checking her perfectly winged eyeliner. You roll your eyes and do the same.

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