Dedicated to the loveliest little darling @jaegers-and-kaijus on her birthday!! Everyone go and send good wishes her way because she deserves all the good things in the world and this is my tiny contribution! I hope you love it darling!
Summary: Set after Civil War, a time that almost separated you from Tony, the love of your life. On your birthday he tries to repay you for everything you’ve done for him but in his eyes it will never be enough, or even half of what you deserve.
Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff
It was a rainy night, and Tony
watched the tiny droplets of rain slip down his window as the lights of New
York twinkled in the background.
He had left the compound days ago and
couldn’t face returning, so here he was back at Stark tower, alone and sipping
on some expensive cognac he had been saving for a special occasion.
The room around him was in darkness,
he couldn’t bare turning on lights only to be reminded how empty his apartment
would be in the light, not that it mattered much, he could still feel it.
His heart was lonely, he wanted
nothing more than to call you and ask you to come over, to reach out to him and
tell him that you didn’t hate him. That you wouldn’t leave him.
He had made so many mistakes, more
than he ever could count but if he lost you…
If he really lost you, he wasn’t sure
how he would bounce back from that one.
He took another bitter sip from his
glass and enjoyed the way the liquor burned his throat on the way down.
He heard the elevator doors open and
shut behind his back, and immediately froze, getting ready to call the suit,
when your tiny voice called out to him from behind.
He spun around quickly, surely his
mind was playing tricks on him, but yet there you stood.
Your clothes were soaked through and
your hair was plastered to your head, and his heart stuck in his chest you were
“Tony,” you cried “I don’t want to
fight anymore,” fresh tears slipped down your face and Tony grimaced.
“I don’t wanna fight with you either
baby,” he soothed “I’m so tired of fighting,” and he was tired, exhausted even.
In the dark you could see the outline
of his black eye, and you moved gently towards him clasping his jaw and turning
his head to the side so you could inspect his face gently.
“You’re hurt,” you cried and the
quiver in your voice, physically hurt Tony.
“It’s not too bad,” he tried to
dismiss your worry, but when your eyes locked in the darkness he whimpered into
your touch, and he found himself clinging to you, as he pressed a chaste kiss
against your lips.
“I missed you,” he admitted, and you
gently brushed your thumb along his cheekbone, “I’m so sorry I yelled at you, I’m sorry
I told you to leave. I didn’t mean a single word of it.”
“I know,” you shushed him, “I know,
that’s why I’m here. It’s always been just me and you hasn’t it? I promised you
I’d always be here for you and I meant it.”
“I never meant to let you down,” he
whispered pressing his forehead against yours, “I never meant to let anyone
“Shh,” you soothed brushing your
fingers through his hair and feeling a fraction of the tension leaving his
“What do I do now?” he asked “I’ve
“Not everyone,” you told him honestly
“And I know in my heart this can all be solved, and I’ll never stop rooting for
you. I’ll always be in your corner! It’s always been me and you against the world, and I’m going nowhere!”
You finished putting in your earrings
and patted down your dress.
“How do I look Vis?” you asked Vision
over your shoulder.
“You look so beautiful,” he told you
honestly, “But I wanted to thank you,” he added rather shyly.
“For what?” you asked curiously.
“For getting Mr. Stark to forgive
“It wasn’t your fault,” you soothed,
rubbing his arm “Tony always knew that, I didn’t do anything.”
“You did more than you could possibly
know,” he added wistfully looking down at the floor.
“You really miss her, don’t you?” you
probed gently and he nodded slowly.
“I shouldn’t, but I really do!” you
gently grasped his arm.
“I miss them too,” you sighed and for
a moment you were both silent until you heard Tony calling your name from
downstairs and Vision slipped out of your grasp disappeared out of sight.
You set off down the stairs to find
your boyfriend who was struggling with a tie.
“We don’t have to go anywhere fancy
tonight Tony I’m happy to just stay in and be with you.”
“Um…Non-negotiable, it’s your birthday,”
“Here, let me,” you interjected taking
the fabric of his tie between your hands and easily looping it into shape.
“I love you,” Tony suddenly said
without warning and your hands slowed their work, and you swallowed thickly
because it didn’t matter how many times you heard him say it, every time felt
like a secret that only you knew.
“I love you,” you told him honestly
patting his tie and looking him in the eye.
Taking your hand in his he placed a
quick kiss to your knuckles.
“And because I love you, I want your
night to be perfect.”
You opened your mouth to speak but he
simply held out his hand for you to take, which you did and he clasped his hand
in yours and led you to the elevator, pushing the button to bring you up to the
As the doors parted, you noticed fairy
lights strung around the roof area and soft music playing, you opened your
mouth to ask Tony if he had done all this, and he looked almost nervous as he
took your hand and led you out.
The chorus of ‘Surprises’ that rang out
across the night air had you jumping backwards into Tony’s arms in shock and
the sound of party poppers being popped brought a huge smile to your face, as
you took in the faces and happy expressions of all your mutual friends.
But when you locked eyes on a pair of
blue eyes you were running faster than your mind could process and before it
had even caught up you were jumping into the waiting arms of your best friend,
“How?” was all you could manage to
say as his arms tightened briefly around your waist.
“Tony,” he answered voice catching in
his throat as he placed you back down.
“You did all this?” you cried, tears
gathering in your eyes.
“I did it for you,” he smiled weakly
and you launched yourself at him, kissing every part of his face you could as
he attempted in vain to swat you off.
“Ok Rogers, call her back,” he laughed but there was no annoyance in his voice.
“Do I get no loving at all?” Sam’s
voice broke over the silence and your grin was so wide it almost hurt as you
pulled him in for a hug, and he visibly relaxed into your embrace.
“I missed you so much,” he whispered
just loud enough for you to hear and you gave him an extra squeeze for emphasis.
Tony brought you over a glass of
champagne and disappeared into the crowd, and you realised with a small jolt of
happiness he was talking to Nat, and Vision was talking to Wanda.
“We got you something small,” Sam
added handing you a small, silver gift bag.
“It’s only something tiny,” Steve
continued looking at you hopefully and you put your drink down so you could
open the box inside.
It was a tiny silver charm bracelet with
the letter A surrounded by tiny symbols that represented each of your
“We might be divided at the moment,
but we’re still family,” Steve said and no matter how hard you tried to swallow
away your tears you couldn’t.
“I love it so much guys,” you told
them honestly and gave them both an extra strong hug each.
You were interrupted by the dimming
of the lights and Tony stood up at the top of the room with a microphone in
“I promise not to keep everyone too
long, especially as they’re about to roll out the cake any moment now but I can’t
let tonight slip by without saying a few words about the main girl we’re all
gathered here to see,” his eyes locked on yours and suddenly he wasn’t speaking
to the whole room anymore, he was only speaking to you now, like you were the only person he could see.
“You are the reason I get out of bed
every day. You’re the reason I can begin to hope and dream. To see good in the
world. To believe in good. To be good. You told me once, months ago that you
were rooting for me, that you would never stop rooting for me and my darling I
hope you never do. You’ve stuck by my side when no one else did. When no one
else would have.
If you were smart you would have walked away from me years ago
and cut your losses, but I thank my lucky stars every single day that you didn’t
because I don’t know what I would ever do without you. What I would be without you.
So, I guess this is me saying
that I’ll never stop rooting for you either. I’ll never stop fighting for you, and if
you’d let me, I’d stay by your side for the rest of my life. So how about it?”
he added, bending down on one knee “do you think you could handle an eternity
stuck to this old fool?” he asked holding a ring out to you and every head in
the room turned to face you, awaiting your response.
“Two eternities,” was you response as
your rushed towards him, kissing him like your life depended on it and feeling
your heart stop in your chest as he slipped the ring onto your finger, but not
before he showed you the tiny engraving written in cursive writing on the inside
of the ring.
“Darling, I’ll be rooting for you,”
Even as your cake was wheeled out, even as everyone around you sang happy birthday and you blew out your candles. Even though you were surrounded by friends yo had missed so dearly you could not wait to get Tony alone to thank him for making this the best possible birthday ever for you.
“It can’t have been easy for you,” you reasoned when you were slow dancing under the lights towards the end of the night.
“It’s all for you,” he replied like it was the simplest thing in the world, “and my darling birthday girl I would do anything for you.”
Happy birthday once again my little darling and I hope this was worth the wait and my not so subtle questions about what time zones you lived in!
Warnings: Mentions of trouble of conceiving and nightmares. Hinting at sex? Cussing?? (It’s Negan.. What do you expect? Haha)
Word Count: 1014
A/N: After much contemplation and procrastination, here’s my tee tiny contribution to Ash’s 2K Writing Challenge! This is kind of a modern day AU? No zombie apocalypse. Negan and the reader are living the “Apple Pie Life”, so to speak. And it’s Daddy!Negan as in he has a kid. Get you’re mind out of the gutter y’all.
(I know this gif isn’t Negan and has pretty much nothing to with this fic. But he looks sleepy and cute and?? I love him???)
I jolted awake from a terrible nightmare, where the world had gone to shit and most of the population had became “walkers”. My husband was the leader of some group called “The Saviors”?? I don’t know what it was or what caused it but I’m glad it’s over.
I turned over onto my back staring up at the ceiling, and my hand instinctively went to the straight to the other side of the bed. It was cold. Negan wasn’t in the bed. I starting to wonder where he went when I hear footsteps coming from the bedroom down the hall. Sitting up straight in bed, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Yawning. Shuddering when my feet made contact with the cold floor. Standing still for a minute, hearing an all too familiar voice drifting down the hall.
Starting towards the door of our shared bedroom, reaching for the nob and slowing opening the door just enough to where I can slip through. Slowly treading down the hallway and stopping at the nursery door. There’s a soft glow coming from the lamp in the corner of the room. I reach for the door to open in further when I hear him begin to speak again.
I wonder if–when Bilbo and Thorin celebrate the anniversary of their meeting–the company tease them a lot?? After all, it’s the anniversary of Bilbo meeting all the dwarves and on top of that it’s the anniversary of the start of their journey which changed all of their lives??
So while Thorin’s trying his damnedest to impress Bilbo with romantic gestures the rest of the company is outdoing their king in every way, shape, and form to celebrate their fateful introduction to who is now their consort and Bilbo protests that he doesn’t need such a fuss made over him!! Bofur cheerfully pats him on the back and says not to worry, they’re really just celebrating the anniversary of the start of the quest, of course!! (They are most definitely celebrating becoming friends with the hobbit above all else, though.)
So things like Thorin trying to set up a romantic meal, just the two of them, gets turned into a large feast with the entire company or Thorin trying to impress Bilbo with a spontaneous bouquet of flowers gets blown out of the water with an entire garden that the company put together to give to Bilbo to tend there in Erebor. By the end of the day Thorin’s so defeated about his and Bilbo’s anniversary is not solely theirs and must be shared with the rest of the company, he heads back to their chambers ready to admit defeat, curl up in bed and apologize to Bilbo for not doing anything spectacular compared to everything the company has done in honor of their hobbit.
He returns to their chambers to find a small dining table set up with a beautiful tablecloth and candles lit and Thorin’s measly bouquet sitting in a vase in the middle of the table. Bilbo’s just beginning to plate up a simple meal and Thorin just looks at Bilbo with such awe and Bilbo beckons him to the table and giving Thorin a sweet kiss and wishing him a happy anniversary and, ‘you haven’t forgotten hobbits eat more than three meals a day, have you?’ and Thorin shakes his head, ‘no of course not’ and feels incredibly foolish that he couldn’t manage to do one thing right that day while bilbo had planned this last meal of the day so wonderfully and, ‘…really Bilbo I’m sorry I haven’t done anything very spectacular in honor of the anniversary of our first meeting and know that I will–’ Bilbo quiets him and assures him that everything Thorin had done was wonderful and how much he appreciates it. He tells the dwarf it certainly is not a competition between him and the company about who could do better and that he’s just glad to be with Thorin and that he does appreciate everything the company had done, Thorin’s still the one he married in the end and Thorin probably flushes bright red at that and mutters compliantly as he stares down at the wonderful meal Bilbo has prepared for the two of them and thanks Bilbo profusely for everything.
I haven’t read any headcanons about Will’s relationship with his mother Naomi, or about her life, basically we just know that she is/was an alt-country singer. But we didn’t get any more details about her. So this is my tiny contribution to the fandom!
Naomi Solace grew up in a big citric farm in Texas, that also had a bed and breakfast, which belonged to her family for many generations. Since she was little she demonstrated a talent for music, learning to play the guitar at a very young age and for having a beautiful voice.
She began performing when she turned 10 years at the bed and breakfast for the costumers. She played both covers of famous songs and also her own music.
She was 19 years old while doing a small tour with her band in Texas, when she met Apollo at a bar in Austin. She had just signed a contract with a big Nashville label and her first single was a success, reaching number 4 in the top 25 alt-country charts. They didn’t really have a relationship; it was just a series of very passionate hookups that lasted not longer than a few months, before Apollo had to go. She never resented him though, after all, she was also a free spirit.
She found out she was pregnant when she was already 2 months along.
She was so scared at first of being a single mom. Her family being very devoted Christians and even though they weren’t closed minded, she knew they wouldn’t take the news very well. She was also scared for her career, she was the opening act for a “very famous country singer” while they were touring the southern states.
She didn’t tell her manager nor her family until she realized she could no longer hid her belly. That day she wrote a song called “It’s raining here in Georgia” about her fears and how she had to tell the truth.
Her parents definitely weren’t happy, but supported her.
The company was very understanding though, and didn’t cancel her contract. She continued opening for the “very famous country singer” until she was 6 months pregnant. Then moved to Nashville to work on her first album.
She went back to her parents’ farm in Texas to rest for her final month of pregnancy. She wrote more than 10 songs that month about her situation.
Will was born on December 21th (I read @cyansonata‘s headcanon that Will was born on this day, the shortest day of the year and the first day of winter and that his mother always told him that it was because the world and her life needed more sunshine, and I loved it!).
When she first saw him, she swore he was glowing, but later dismissed it as the medications making her seeing things. She wrote a song called “My little bit of sunshine” the next week that was included on her second album about how happy she was with her baby boy. She never told anybody but Will the real story behind the name.
She named him William after her father, though his name was Wilfred, but now way she was naming her son that!
Will was the cutest baby, with his very big sky blue eyes and blond hair. All her band mates love to carry the cute baby all the time and everywhere she went she had people complimenting her baby.
Most of the time she and Will lived in her parents farm. She also had a small house in Nashville where she stayed when she was working on an album.
When Will was about to turn 1 year old he became very sick. Doctors didn’t know what was wrong with him. They told her there was a big chance that he might die.
A few days later, while she was watching Will in the hospital, Apollo visited her as an intern. She didn’t recognize him at first because he looked younger than when they were together. He explained who he really was and told her not to worry, that their child would be ok. And that their son was meant to do great things. He also told her about the dangers of being a demigod and that she might need to send Will to a special place for people like him so he could be safe. Before he left, he claimed him and he kissed Will and the baby started glowing (the only time Apollo used a different way of claiming) it was then, when Naomi knew that what she saw when Will was born, did actually happened. Apollo never came back again and Will never really met his father until the events of ToA.
She won her first CMA one year later.
She noticed that as Will grew older strange things happened around him, most of them good. Like dying plants suddenly became healthy again, then small animals, until people with minor illness told her how they felt better the minute they met Will. Or Will classmates claiming he could heal their small wounds by just touching them. She knew that the most powerful her son became the most he will be in danger and dreaded the day when she finally had to send her son away.
She loved sharing her love for music with her son. It seemed that he understood her passion better than anyone. She taught him to play guitar and the piano. They also sang together and even wrote silly songs. When she was on tour she would leave Will with her parents, or some times she would take him to Nashville with her.
It all changed when Will turned 6, he had been telling her for weeks about how he saw monsters hiding behind trees. She didn’t want to believe it; she didn’t want to have a reason to be apart from Will. Then one day a monster attacked them in the farm. She hit her head trying to escape and only remembered a bright light when she woke up.
She didn’t tell her parents anything about the attack.
The next day she contacted the place Apollo told her about.
New Years Eve morning she received a letter telling her that someone would come to the farm and pick Will up as soon as possible.
Next day, during dinner she explained Will who his father was and that he could no longer stay with her, as it wouldn’t be safe for him.
Two days later a teenaged girl, who was also a child of Apollo, arrived at her home and explained everything about Camp Half-Blood and how her son would be safe there. That same day, she took Will away.
It was very hard for her watching her son leave. Especially when she couldn’t talk about it to anyone. To all the world Naomi Solace’s son was accepted to a very exclusive music academy in New York.
She tried to focus on her career and eventually won two more CMA’s and a Grammy. But she missed her son very much. She didn’t dare to take Will away from camp for very long periods of time. So going on short vacations became their thing, that, and weekly letters to keep updated.
Will came out to her when he was about 12 years old. She always suspected her son might be gay, but never forced him to come out. She even read about gay relationships and gay sex education to give him “the talk”, which she did a few weeks later.
Naomi knew her son had a crush on a boy named Nico, because Will wouldn’t stop writing about him. Even if Will didn’t realize it until much later. She felt very sorry for all the misfortune that the boy had to endured. She began sending Nico little gifts, like some clothes in dark colors.
She met Nico when she picked up Will for their Christmas vacations.
I wrote a lot more than what I originally planned. I feel that the last bit was a little rushed, but I had this on hold since the beginning of June and due school stuff I didn’t have the time to edit it and post it, so I decided to just post it now that I’m free. This is just one of a few headcanons I have for Naomi Solace. I hope y’all like it!