Bucky: Most of the time you were awoken by Bucky himself shifting around in the bed, and petting the dog who managed to place himself on top of both yours and Bucky’s legs. The Great Dane seemed to think he was a small lap dog, and tended to do whatever was necessary to reach Bucky’s hand that was willing to scratch his ears. The next thing you always took notice of was the creases in your face from having your cheek pressed to his bare shoulder all night. Which also explained how your hair became a tangled mess, and one with Bucky’s long hair. But the overall best thing was Bucky’s sleepy face; hooded eyes, and a smirk that could make your pants fly across the room. Not to mention the raspy, sleepy voice that you adored more than anything. Waking up next to Bucky is the best place to be in the world.
Steve: It seemed like he donned a halo each and every morning that the sun came shining through the window panes of your bedroom. Even on grey mornings, Steve seemed to have an aura about his sleeping body that brought a smile to your face. Every morning you reach out to brush your hands over his cheeks, then place a kiss on his nose before he wakes up only to pull you closer. One thing nobody really knew about him was that his body temperature was so out of whack, so most nights he spent only sleeping in boxers because he was so warm. (Not that you minded one bit) Steve also really enjoyed having the news on in the morning once the both of you were awake, because this way he knew what was going on in the world all while having you in his arms.
Natasha: Since Natasha absolutely despises being sweaty, she “fixed” the thermostat in your room to always be a chilly 65 degrees. So waking up next to her, more like on top of her, is the best part of the day. Both you and Natasha are always bundled up with plush blankets that have been collected from various missions, and presents from over the years. To be honest, your bed could win a competition of the comfiest in the Avengers tower. But waking up next to the Black Widow was incomparable, red hair splayed out on the white pillow case, face scrunched from the dreams she was having. It was rare for you to wake up before her, since Nat’s wake up time was normally about 5 am. But either way, being with Natasha was the greatest time in your life.
Thor: The giant teddy bear you’re lucky enough to call your boyfriend was the best cuddler of all time. No one could ever come close to his soft skin and big arms pulling you to his side. However, Thor always ended up naked in the middle of the night, even if the previous night’s activities weren’t all that crazy. You often climbed on top of him and used his whole body as the bed, because he was honestly the comfiest person ever. He beat the bed’s comfort level by a long shot. If not for his horrible morning breath attacking your nose every damn morning, you would stay sprawled out on him all day. Thor adored seeing your sleepy face every morning, which gained you even more cuddles and kisses.
Bruce: He had developed a habit of scrunching himself into a ball while he slept. Bruce felt secure this way, and small enough to keep his destructive nature contained so he couldn’t hurt anyone. But the truth is, he hated it. He wanted to stay spread out so he could hold you, but his constant inner conflict kept him balled up. You always tried to lay on top him, hoping to keep him in one place for the duration of the night. It never worked, because you always ended up rolling off of him in your sleep. Which then started the chain reaction of him giving in to the reflex and curling up into a ball. It happened every night, without fail. Bruce craved contact with you, though, so he grabbed your hand and held it close to his heart. Waking up every morning without feeling in your hand became regular, because he gripped it in his sleep so unbelievably tight, like he was holding on to you for dear life.
Tony: If Tony is sharing a bed with anyone, there’s a 1000% chance there will be physical contact involved through the entirety of the night. You developed this theory when you had woken up early one morning, with one half of your body almost overheating and the other half cold enough to snap off. Feeling the steady rise and fall of Tony’s chest against your back, you looked over and realized that he had you locked in a bear hug. One of his arms were always tucked around your waist, and the other was underneath your torso, hand gently gripping the side of your stomach. Tony’s embrace is so unbelievably warm, in contrast to the below freezing temperature of his room. It feels like a furnace during the winter, so warm and so comforting. Comforting enough to keep your restlessness at bay until Tony woke up.
Peter: Sometimes when he came home from long missions in the city, he totally forgets to take off the spider-man suit. So this lead to you making sure that Tony upgraded his suit to the most comfortable material, not only on the inside for peter but on the outside as well. It was a gamble every morning on who would be where, since he formed a habit of flying out of the bed. You tried your best to prevent him from going anywhere, mostly by smushing your face into his neck and hooking your arms around his muscular frame. This usually guaranteed that he wouldn’t be flying anywhere, but there were slip ups. Sometimes, though, the placement shifted and he ended up nuzzled into your side. It was your favorite way to wake up, with his unusually warm body pressed against yours. So you loved to wake up with a faceful of warmth, and Peter.
Pietro: Since you were the closest thing Pietro had to a pillow, you always woke up with his head resting somewhere on your body, his hair tickling your skin. It woke you up every morning, without fail. Sometimes, he had planted his face on your chest, and lazily thrown an arm around your torso. Other times, he had his head on your stomach, absentmindedly rubbing small circles everywhere he could reach, the monotony putting him back to sleep. Most times however, Pietro had his head on top of your boobs, talking about how comfortable boobs are while you were lowkey suffocating. There was even one occurrence when he had completely flipped himself over the opposite end of the bed and had placed his head on your thigh. But it didn’t matter where he had ended up, you always cracked a sleepy smile and ran your fingers through his hair until he woke up.
Scott: This man child always woke up at least an hour before you did, there was never a time when he didn’t. You would have thought that he would just get out of bed and let you sleep. But no, he stayed put on his side of the bed and intently studied your face. Scott admired you like you were a piece in an art gallery. His eyes were drawn to the arch of your nose, then to the soft curvature of your cheekbones. You were in such a peaceful state when you were asleep, it was more than just beautiful. Well, to be fair, Scott thought you were beautiful under any circumstances. Sometimes he would just blurt out how pretty you were when heading home from missions, covered in sweat and blood. But there was just something about when your face was reminiscent of the peace that came with sleep that made you glow. When you finally cracked your eyes open, you immediately met his and uttered a raspy ‘good morning’, causing him to smile like a goof.
Loki: Personal space was very important to Loki. It didn’t matter that you had been sharing a bed with him for as long as either of you could remember. If Loki didn’t want physical contact, then that was that. You still were the only exception, however. Every evening, you would climb onto your respective half of the bed and get cozy, and wait for Loki to do the same. You never pressed him into any type of cuddling or anything, because you knew that you would make your way over to his side of the bed eventually. It always happened, and Loki never complained. He tried to keep the fact that he really enjoyed your cuddles a secret, but that was the one thing he couldn’t hide behind the facade. You discovered his “secret” when you woke up one early morning and buried your face in his hair, and pressed into his back. Instead of gently pushing you back to your half of the bed, he reached behind him, grabbed your arm, and brought it over his torso. Nothing could melt your heart more than that.
Clint: For some odd reason, unbeknownst to the two of you, you were both on the same exact sleeping schedule. The two of you became used to being sleepy at the same times, and opening your eyes at the same time as well. Throughout the night, Clint would wrap his arms around you, and you in turn would knit your legs together with his. The two of you would basically become human pretzels all while sleeping. He wanted to be as close to you as possible, and found that entangling his limbs with yours was the best way, without you two literally fusing together. That’s when waking up at the exact same time was good, because you could spend some time giggling and reclaiming limbs without waking the other. Honestly, you two were so enamored with each other it almost made everyone else sick, but you two were as happy as ever.
Wanda: Wanda’s room is undoubtedly the most cute and comfiest room in the whole building. Starting with the fact that it’s always at a perfect seventy degrees. The pillows are memory foam, the blankets are fleece, and Wanda is the perfect size to cuddle. So it was a given that you would sleep together in her room. In the mornings, the only thing that would wake the two of you was Steve’s incessant pestering about training. He would periodically knock on the door, open it and peek his head in, reminding the two of you that ‘you can sleep after practice’. Wanda just groans and cuddles deeper into your side, while you cover your face with another pillow, effectively tuning him out. Mornings with Wanda felt like a dream, because you never felt more peaceful with anyone else.
you were more than the suit before it was upgraded or even given to you. you are a gift from nature, smart and brilliant with your personality and strength to put the needs of others before your own. you’re amazing peter, much more than you let anyone or even yourself give you credit for.
Being Tony Stark’s Daughter (and dating Peter!) would include…
let’s do it again!
Requested by anon and @katiemcrae “ Could you maybe do a fluffy headcanons about being Tony Starks daughter and dating Peter Parker? Thanks and I love your blog ^_^ “ AND “ YOOO those headcanons were good asffff !!! Do part 2 ??? I really liked them ! 💓❤️ “
You didn’t go to school, Tony thought it would be easier to just hire tutors and online school worked just fine. You and Tony do a lot of travelling, it was much better this way.
But that also meant you didn’t have many friends your age
Until Tony saw you watching a video online of “the amazing Spider-Man”
Tony wanted to recruit this boy
He could be helpful to the team
And Tony knows how to get information. Tony was able to figure out who was behind the mask after just a little bit of digging
Peter was ecstatic to be going to the residence of Tony Stark and the Avengers Compound
He was so happy to get a suit upgrade
*oh don’t mind peter and tony working on suit designs* *because you walk in*
“Hey, father, can I get onto your computer? Thanks, I want to change something in FRIDAY’s code.”
“(Y/N) NO DO NOT TOUCH FRIDAY!”
Peter like drops whatever he is working with because he is so stunned to be in the presence of yn stark
“Ooooh, who’s the kid?”
“yn this is Peter Parker-”
“Spider-Boy, right? I watch your videos on youtube.”
Peter is baffled that two people figured out his identity without even knowing him, well that or you saw the suit sitting in front of him
You picked up his goggles, “holy wowza no wonder you’re here you’re going to run into a wall with these things”
“I can see out of them perfectly fine…but i do need an upgrade” aka peter thinks you and tony don’t understand how his senses work but he wants to be around you so he admits he needs help
“yn would you like to help?” -tony
Peter dies on the inside because woRKiNg wITh YOu
You help a little bit but then have to leave because you have *important work* to do with Clint…aka montly intense cookie baking and dance off
Peter ends up staying around the base much more often. He has to train to be a superhero, as much as Tony doesn’t want him out there risking his life…Peter is stubborn and he has the powers to do it- might as well let him do it in a safer suit.
But Peter is catching eyes for you
He can’t help it
He wants to talk to you
Peter is v scared
And Tony can tell he feels this way. But Tony is stuck in between letting him calmly love you or telling him “stay away from yn” because tony doesn’t know how he feels 100% about Peter just yet
But the advances happen anyway
After months of him and you bonding over random, nerdy and cute things, he words up the courage to ask you on a date
you say yes, obviously, or this headcanon wouldn’t be a thing
So you two go to dinner and realize man we aren’t this fancy wanna go get ice cream
So now you two are dressed up like you’re going to a fancy restaurant when really you’re sitting in the middle of an ice cream parlor
But that’s ok, because it’s who you are
And this happens a few times.
Dates include random walks to photography outings to movies to pizza to swinging around the city to literally sitting in Peter’s apartment playing Scrabble
You come home one day and tell your father you and Peter are officially dating
He doesn’t know how to feel about it
He doesn’t say anything for like…ten minutes
Steve is in the room and is very happy for you and Peter, but is getting worried about Tony
“Tony…do you need to sit down? You’re losing all color in your face.”
Tony doesn’t say anything but slowly sits down on the chair. He should have seen this coming. (shut up pietro). He knows you two have been hanging out a lot and he has seen how much fun you guys have. Why is he so shocked?
After taking time to think it through and regaining the color in his face, he realized that it wasn’t shock from you two dating…he was shocked he was okay with it
You’re his baby girl!
He’s supposed to protect you!
How can he let some immature teenager attempt to look after you?
At least it’s like a superhero and not some random boy you met on the street
Tony sighs and gets his thoughts together. “Well, I’ve seen how happy you two are. Keep the happiness, it’s nice to see that”
“Thank you Mr. Stark.”
Tony has to force himself to stand up and by now Pepper is in the room and already filled in on the drama
“I better not catch you two kissing…or you have another thing coming!”
Pepper quickly rushes over and grabs Tony by the arm. “Shush, Tony, that’s their business.”
Pepper highkey loves that you two are together
She couldn’t be anymore happy
She had always wanted to hear you gush about your s/o, no matter if it was a girl or a boy! She just wanted to be there to hear about it.
And now she could
You two could sit up and talk for hours about nothing
And now you could fill her in on dates, because Peter is a fooking romantic who wants to give the best
“Last night he landed on my windowsill to give me roses but because he was swinging around so much, the petals flew off of all but one.” - you
Built in 1888, the Fernald State School is known for its deplorable practices and purpose as opposed to anything positive that ever came from it. It was originally named the Experimental School for Teaching and Training Idiotic Children but was later renamed after the third owner, Walter E. Fernald. Fernald was a stanch advocate for eugenics. He genuinely and strongly believed that the best way to improve society was to isolate those who he considered unwanted or inferior, mainly due to physical or mental disability. It would later be estimated that at least half of his patients were physically fit but just deemed unwanted or a burden to their family.
The institution was often cramped due to taking on many more patients than they were able to cope with. Almost immediately, it was rife with abuse at the hands of the staff - sexual, mental, and physical. Furthermore, the institution was involved in human experimentation including sterilisation and radiation experiments on living and unwilling subjects. Between 1946 and 1953, the institution exposed young male children to radioactive isotopes to document the effects.
It wouldn’t be until the 1970s that a class action suit was filed to upgrade the conditions. In 2014, it finally shut down.
So why does Team Iron Man get blamed for the violence during the superpowered free-for-all when
Stark gave Cap the chance at a peaceful resolution initially.
Stark took in UnderoosSpiderling Spiderman specifically as agent apprehend which is exactly what happens through most of his skirmishes—he’s there to web shit up, not get into a fistfight. He’s there specifically to limit the amount of damage that would take place. Stark clearly took him aside and discussed tactics with him on how to do this with as little violence as possivle.
STARK’S ENTIRE REASON FOR BRINGING HIS TEAM OUT THERE IS TO APPREHEND NOT MAIM/ATTACK.
STARK NEEDS TO APPREHEND BECAUSE HE’S BEEN GIVEN THE ULTIMATUM TO EITHER GET HIS FRIENDS IN CHECK OR ROSS WILL. He literally has to beg Ross to allow him to try do this as peacefully as possible before the government got seriously involved with no scruples.
Guess who accidentally ends up flinging a burning tanker in the opposing team’s direction, turning the situation from OK to deadly? NOT TEAM STARK is who.
Guess who also tells their team mate not to pull any punches while battling a friend and proceeds to blast said friend hard to make up for the slack.
Also go ahead and take a third guess on who flings a fifteen year old they clearly identified as a kid into a column and then drops a bypass on him. NOT the same person who gave him a vastly superior battle suit designed to protect him and told him to stop fighting when things finally got too messy for webs to handle.
Are we even watching the same film or…? PS: Do we also really think Peter who idolizes both Stark and Cap would, in having watched the news and wanting to help in some way actually chosen to go with Cap being a fifteen-year old who can’t go to Germany because he ‘has homework’. If he had to be on a side, the side that the government wasn’t hunting down who also agreed to give him an upgraded suit so he could crimefight better and told him every safety measure to make it so he could go home to Aunt May would have been the most logical side to be on.
Look, I like Cap and understand his love for Bucky and that he’s not ready to trust being under another jurisdiction of people just yet but let’s be real; his team and he made some bad decisions throughout this entire thing too.
I have this headcanon like can u imagine tony being the only person who can fix bucky ahhhhh
I have a headcanon that Bucky latches on to Tony for whatever reason (maybe because he’s a fucking good human being who doesn’t treat Bucky like he’s fragile. Like he’s broken. but whatever) and Tony becomes the only one Bucky will even let try and help him.
He becomes the one Bucky goes to when he needs comforting- no empty words about how it will all be okay in time, about how nothing was his fault and he shouldn’t feel bad- just a warm presence and a quiet one sided conversation about mundane things like board meetings and suit upgrades. Occasionally, Tony would let his hand fall near Bucky’s. A no-pressure invitation- which Bucky usually ended up taking more often that not.
He’s the one Bucky goes to about his arm- no matter what Steve and Sam say about seeing ‘proper’ specialists, there is no way on hell or Earth that he’d let a stranger fiddle about with those mechanisms. He’d end up killing them without even blinking- the arm is… sensitive. And no-one he doesn’t explicitly, fully trust is going near it.
And eventually, he learns how to trust others. Tony lets him realise how much his behaviour is affecting Steve, who just wants to help him, and Bucky hates thinking that he is hurting more people. Again.
So he lets go a little. Allows other people in. Learns everything all over- how to be human, how to be kind. It’s difficult- so very difficult- but he makes it, in the end. He comes out the other side.
He still sticks with Tony, though. Because Tony was the first. And Tony was twisted and broken and completely, utterly amazing.
( and God forbid if you hurt him in any way while Bucky was around. Winter Solider aggression mixed with Bucky Barnes protectiveness?? Holy shit you’d better run.)
Summary: You are the sister of Charles Xavier. You are part of the Avengers and dating Bucky Barnes. Unbeknownst to you Bucky is having an affair with Natasha. When you catch them in the act, things go downhill from there. You are a Mutant with similar powers to Jean, only with Immortality thrown in.
Pairings: Bucky x Reader, Bucky X Natasha, Logan Howlett X Reader
Warnings: Angst, Violence, Cheating, Feelings of worthlessness, Depression.
Roaming the halls in search of Steve and the rest of the team, you sense her before you see her.
“Come out, Natalia,” you sneer.
She materializes out of a dark corner, her trademark smirk on her face. “(Y/N),” she greets.
“What do you want?” you demand.
“I want him,” she answers simply. “You are in the way.”
You groan inwardly. How could a woman who was touted as the world’s greatest spy be so damn dense?
“You are clearly unstable, (Y/N).I won’t let you destroy him,” she emphasizes the last part as she lunges at you.
Sighing, you stop her mid attack with nothing more than the flick of your wrist. “Honestly, I am so fucking done with the lot of you,” you say tiredly, rubbing at your eyes as she flails around in mid air. “If you want him so bad, go get him.”
Logan’s voice rumbles behind you, sending you jumping nearly a foot in the air. Whirling around, a protesting Natasha forgotten momentarily you yell, “Jesus!” while clutching at your chest. “Why is everyone sneaking up on me today?”
Logan chuckles wryly. “What’s up with the floating broad?”
You snicker softly. “She thought she could attack me. I decided to prove her wrong.”
He sighs out your name. “Put her down,” he orders, grabbing you by the waist, and pulling you to his chest. “I have a better idea for how you could use your powers, and they don’t include no dumbass redhead,” he growls into your ear, lowering his voice to whisper incredibly naughty suggestions.
Giggling softly, surprised by his action, you set Natasha down on the floor. Turning toward her, you smile a full baring of teeth. “Come at me again and I will smack seven kinds of snot out of you. If he wants to be with you, he will tell you. Trying to get rid of me is not going to help your case.” You walk away hand in hand with Logan, leaving a terrified Natasha to contemplate your parting words.
“You alrigh?” Logan asks as he leads you toward the common room.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just want to go home. I should never have come back here,” you answer truthfully.
He nods. Taking a deep breath he says, “Hey, I really wanted to talk to ya about-”
He’s cut off mid sentence as alarms start to blare in the compound. F.R.I.D.A.Y informs you that you that the compound is under attack.
“We have to find the others!” you yell over the screaming sirens. Pulling Logan along the hallway, you try to detect any kind of foreign minds.
Rounding the corner, you run into a stray Hydra agent. Reflexively aiming a punch at his throat, he doubles over gasping for air. You follow it up with a knee to the solar plexus while simultaneously bringing your elbow down onto the crown of his head. He crumples to the floor. You have no idea if he’s dead or not.
Logan grunts his approval, claws out. The Wolverine taking over, he takes a defensive stance as approaching footsteps catch you attention. You form a ball of power, ready to hurl it at the person who’s unlucky enough to round the corner. When that person just happens to be Bucky, you sigh in relief as he scans you both.
“We good?” he calls
“All good,” Logan replies as the three of you hurry toward Tony’s lab.
“How did they get in?” you wonder out loud.
“I wish I fuckin knew,” Bucky replies ushering you into the elevator.
Logan growls slightly as Bucky’s hand makes contact with your lower back. You send him a warning glare, and he looks momentarily sheepish. It fades quickly, replaced with his usual confident swagger as he steps in after you. The ride up is silent, tension thick and uncomfortable. You practically sprint out when the elevator stops at the correct floor, scanning briefly for hostile forces.
Finding none you enter the lab where the Avengers team is gathered, looking slightly worse for wear. You quirk a brow at a grumbling Tony.
“Well, this looks cozy,” you quip.
The corner of his mouth lifts slightly. “What can I say, darling? There ain’t no party like a couple of Hydra agents trying to murder you while you try and upgrade your suits,” he remarks dryly.
You chuckle briefly. It’s such a Stark thing to say. “Are they taken care of?”
Steve snorts, bruised and bloodied, from the corner. “All of them who got in were taken out, but that doesn’t mean they won’t try again,” he says, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
You can’t tell whether his discomfort is pain related, or because you freaked him out so badly, or if it’s the tension radiating between Bucky and Logan that’s making him uncomfortable.
“They really have a hard on for you and the tin can,” Tony remarks thoughtfully, drawing your attention off Steve.
Logan bares his teeth snarling, “Over my dead fuckin’ body!” His claws make an involuntarily reappearance.
“Alright, wolf man. Calm your shit. We can sort this out,” Tony quips.
You make a disapproving noise at Tony’s blasé attitude. He looks momentarily guilty before winking at you. You roll your eyes at the billionaire’s antics.
Clapping your hands together you cheerfully say, “Well, I guess we’ll just have to take them out first.” The entire room regards you skeptically.
Bucky, being the first to pipe up, asks sarcastically, “And how do you expect to do that?”
You turn and give Logan a predatory smile, one which makes him wince.
“Ah hell,” he mutters before reaching for his phone. Dialing a number, he grumbles under his breath as it rings three times before Charles answers.
“Professor,” Logan drawls. “We got a problem… again.” He listens to Charles for a full ten seconds before saying, “Alright I’ll let them know.” He shuts off the phone and turns to regard Tony. “Ya better get the spare rooms ready, bub.”
Tony’s looks at him in mild panic.
Logan smirks, a cigar appearing from his pocket. He strikes a match and lights it, drawing in a long plume of smoke. He breathes it out and chuckles darkly. “The X-Men are coming.”
Hope flares in your chest. With a full team of X-Men and the entire Avengers Team in house, Hydra didn’t stand a chance.
Skulker's obsession is being a big tough man, not hunting
In life Skulker was sickly, He grew up in the sixties, and idolized big game hunters going on safari in Africa and bringing down elephants and lions. To him they were the epitome of strong masculinity. He was a bit nerdy, and dreamed of using robotics/cybernetics to enhance himself. Upon death, his body reflected his self image: a tiny, weak, sexless blob. Both the suite and his hunting are just the ways he pursues his obsession of being a big, tough, manly man. That’s why in his first appearance he as much about stealing technology to upgrade his suite as hunting. In fact, the suite might be more important than hunting in living out his masculine ideal.
Warnings: so much fluff you’ll cringe (its bad you guys)
Author’s Note: this is[cringe i apologize]for the song challenge for February! It’s based off of Moving Too Fast from The Last Five Years. The theme for this month was love/fluff, so here it is. I hope you enjoy it ;)
“And then, Mr. Stark said he would upgrade my suit and basically be my mentor! Isn’t that awesome!”
Peter heard you giggle on the other end of the phone. “That is awesome, Pete! I am really, really happy for you.”
His lips curled as he glanced down at the pink and white daisies in his hands, bouncing on his toes as he exhaled in content.
“Hey, you should go check your front door,” Peter smirked while he took a few steps back from your doormat.
“Whyyy…?” you intoned, the sound of you opening your door appearing through the phone. “What are you up to?”
Peter gasped, “W-what? Me? Up to something? Never!”
You shook your head with a grin before you opened your door, revealing a well dressed smiling dork in a suit holding a bouquet of flowers.
“Hey, Pete, I gotta go,” you whispered into the phone, “There’s some weird guy at my front door with flowers. I think he might be Spider-Man.”
He snorted before replying, “I wonder why he’s there. Maybe it’s because he wants to know if you would escort the lucky nerd to a party?”
You bit your lip and brought your hand to your chin, acting like you were thinking hard about it. “I don’t know, Pete. Do you think he wants it to be like a date?”
“If that’s what you want,” he said with hopeful eyes.
“Okay, I’ll let you know what happens,” you said before hanging up on the phone. Crossing your arms, you sighed and tilted your head to the side as Peter placed his phone in his pocket and straightened his shoulders. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Peter chuckled, handing you the daisies.
“Thank you for the flowers, they are beautiful. But considering I have been seeing someone for the past few weeks, I don’t know if I can accept.”
Peter shrugged and nodded his head, “As long as he treats you right.”
“He does,” you confirmed and leaned close to Peter, “He’s kind of a superhero.”
“Well,” he licked his lips and leaned closer to you so that your faces were inches apart. “Maybe I can change your mind.”
“I don’t know,” you teased, nudging his forehead with yours, “Maybe if you asked me to be your girlfriend?”
Peter laughed and closed the distance between the two of you while you wrapped your hand around his neck to pull him closer. His arms rested in the small of your back and you lifted your leg up behind you, leaning backward as your lips continued to move in sync.
He pulled away with a dorky grin, “(Y/n) (L/n), will you be my girlfriend?”
You bit your lip and wiggled your eyebrows. “When did you become so smooth, Pete? I’ve known you for quite some time and you’ve never been able to compliment a girl without stuttering. I applaud you on that.”
He chuckled and shrugged, clasping his hands together that were still resting on your back. “Will you just answer the question? I really like you and I’ve been waiting all day-”
“Well, I’ve been waiting five years, but you don’t see me complaining!” You said with a smirk.
“(Y/n),” Peter intoned, giving you a small puppy dog pout.
“Fine! I guess I’ll be your girlfriend.”
The two of you laughed and he kissed you once more. “Did I just hear an alarm start ringin’?” He hummed as you continued to kiss him. You pulled away and raised your eyebrows in confusion. “Did I see sirens go flying past?”
“Okay,” you began while patting his shoulder, “You good? Cause I don’t see or hear anything.”
“I’ve just got this singular impression things are moving too fast,” he replied with a smile.
You furrowed your brows, “Like a good fast or a bad fast?”
“A good fast! I just didn’t expect all these good things to happen so fast…”
“Well,” you straightened your shoulders and rested your arms on his, “good things happen to good people. Just keep being the amazing, awesome hero that you are and who knows what’ll happen?”
“Maybe you’ll marry me.”
You choked, “Look, I like you a lot, Pete. But you just asked me to be your girlfriend. So, good job at being ridiculously cheesy right there.”
“I’m kidding, I’m kidding!”
But he wasn’t. If only he knew that fifteen years later, he would be waiting in a tux down at the end of the aisle for you.
(A/N: This is set just after the first Avengers film, so we still have JARVIS as an android and everyone is happy. Also, Tony and Pepper aren’t a thing, sorry Pepperony shippers.)
Summary: Tony can get so busy managing his company and being Iron Man that he sometimes forgets about his partner (Y/N). As she sees how close he becomes with Pepper Potts, she can’t help the rising jealousy consume her, making her a very unhappy woman indeed.
Characters: Tony Stark x Reader, Pepper Potts x Reader (sort of enemies?), Bruce Banner x Reader (platonic)
Meanings: (Y/N)= Your name
(Y/L/N)= Your last name
“JARVIS, where is Tony?” I asked the android as I exited my shared bedroom with my partner.
He hadn’t come back to bed that night and I had a feeling I knew where he was.
“Mr Stark is currently in his lab, Miss (Y/L/N).” he replied.
“Has he eaten anything?”
“Mr Stark has only consumed an alarming amount of coffee.”
I sighed.“Thanks JARVIS.”
Of course he hadn’t eaten. He never worried about himself, his brain was taken over with science. Stopping by the kitchen, I grabbed a glass of orange juice before making a bowl of cereal. My mind did think about making him some pancakes but he needed something relatively healthy. Carrying it down to the lab I knew what sort of mood he was going to be in. He would just want to get on with his work, not be bothered with anything or anyone else.
It was hard loving him though I wouldn’t ever change it. We met at a party (surprise, surprise), I had tagged along with a friend, it was was for some sort of science convention; we bumped into each other and of course I knew who he was. We had talked the whole night, he too wasn’t the most enthusiastic about the event. One thing led to another and then we ended up becoming a couple.
Unfortunately that did mean that paparazzi and journalists were following my every move. I was introduced to a whole new world, not only with the media but with his superhero side. I was an easy target for his enemies, he knew that and was so hesitant to announce us. However it accidentally slipped out after the battle of New York where he almost died; I couldn’t help but dote on him afterwards, mistakingly showing off PDA, but what was done was done. He was fighting aliens and risked his life for the human race, there was no way I wasn’t not going to show my affection.
When I arrived to the lab, the doors were locked which meant he didn’t want to be disturbed. That didn’t mean anything to me anymore.
“Tony?” I knocked on the glass door with my foot.
“Who is it?” he called out.
“(Y/N). Can you please let me in? I have food.”
The doors slid open and I hopped in as if they would quickly trap me inside them. I found him standing at a desk which had tools laid about, he was tinkering with a circuit board.
“When you said food I thought you meant something interesting, not slop.” he commented as he looked up at me.
I chuckled.“It’s not slop. This is better than nothing. Come on, put your stuff down and eat.”
I took his arm, dragging him towards a table free of any technology, sitting him down and kissing his cheek. He whined like a child, only making me laugh more. Tony stared at it, not moving an inch.
“You know, you haven’t even come to bed.”
“I know.” he started to drink the orange juice. At least he was having something.
“I miss you. Are you working on something big?”
“Just upgrading the suits. Trying out a few new things on them. Everything is damaged after the fight though.”
“I can imagine.”
Tony looked so tired. S.H.I.E.L.D just swooped in and took over, dumping the whole alien attack on the team. What with him almost dying things hadn’t got any easier. He would have nightmares constantly which meant he tried to keep himself awake, he was always always trying to improve the Iron Man suits as a distraction from everything. It was going to take time for him to get back to normal.
“Morning Mr Stark.” a voice came from the entrance of the lab.
I internally groaned. Pepper Potts, the CEO of Stark industries and former assistant to Tony had just walked through that door. I wanted to get along with her, I really did, but after I saw how she acted around Tony I couldn’t fathom it. Always flirting and constantly around him; I knew that they had to be together quite a lot of the time seeing as she too ran the company but she didn’t have to be so flirty with him.
“Oh, Miss (Y/L/N), I did not see you there.” she greeted almost rudely as she placed a bag of McDonald’s breakfast in front of Tony.
I didn’t miss her hand stroking the back of his as she passed the bag. Tony disregarded the food I brought, digging into the fast food. He must have seen the hurt in my face before he started to explain.
“I asked her to bring it.”
“But I made you cereal.”
“Yeah and I appreciate that, but I need this instead. She was passing one as she came here.”
“Speaking of,” Pepper pulled out a tablet from her bag, tapping away,“you have people to see and things to sign.”
He gathered up his food.“Nope, I’m out.”
“I’m going out and by that I mean staying in.”
I interrupted.“Tony you need to do these things. If you keep putting it off it’ll just build up. Maybe it will be good to get out.”
“She’s right Tony.” Pepper added, my eyes rolling.
He bit into his breakfast burger, contemplating it.“Neither of you are gonna give up, huh?”
Both of us shook out heads. Tony sighed after swallowing, turning away for a brief second.
“Fine. Seems like it’s important.”
Pepper smiled.“Great. Well I’ll arrange everything to be transferred to the afternoon, you can rest up and get cleaned up-”
“No. Leave it as it is.”
“Ok, your first appointment is in two hours. I’ll uh, leave you guys alone.” she was hesitant to go, probably thinking I would instead, it was evident in her face but she did so anyway.
Tony munched on his breakfast, clearly enjoying it. I didn’t want to mention anything about how uncomfortable to was with Pepper, he had enough on his mind already. I trusted him not to do anything, even if she advanced; though I prayed she wouldn’t either to maintain a professional relationship with her boss.
“I’m sorry about the breakfast.” Tony suddenly said, offering me a bite of his burger. I knew he was trying to hunt about Pepper.
I smiled, taking it from him.“It’s ok.”
“Didn’t want to bother you. You looked peaceful in your sleep.”
My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.“Wait, so you did come back to the room?”
“Yeah, but then I had stuff to do.”
I grabbed one of his hands.“I wouldn’t care if you woke me you know. It would be kinda nice to see you once in a while.”
He squeezed it back.“Sorry, just keeping myself busy.”
“I know that’s how you cope. Could you just come to bed tonight? Please? Just tonight and I won’t nag anymore.”
Tony and Pepper had left for the meetings now and I was left with nothing to do. I didn’t work, I used to before dating Tony. The job I used to have wasn’t a good pay, I was living off bare minimum really. Although I wasn’t a particular fan of work (based on past experience, I wasn’t a brat) it was common knowledge that you had to work to get money. Tony saw how unhappy I was, lending me money whenever I needed it until he suggested that I move in with him and quit my job. Never had I said yes quicker.
After being together for a couple of years, he started to trust me with the money by myself. Because I wasn’t working, I decided that charity work would suffice. Tony was charitable himself meaning it wasn’t a problem with him. However, there were no events coming up that needed to be planned so I was stuck in the tower. I had already worked out that morning, watched tv and even attempted cooking (I wasn’t very skilled in the kitchen). I could have gone out but I didn’t want to deal with paparazzi and all of my friends were working.
Heading into the kitchen to grab a snack, someone was already in there. I recognised the lab cost and dark, wavy hair.
“Hey Bruce.” I greeted walking towards him.
“Oh, hi.” he sent me a small smile.
“What you doing up here? Aren’t you in the labs all day?”
“Well, people do need nourishment.”
“True, could have asked one of your workers to get it though.”
“I’d prefer to do it myself. Not good with all these people get.”
“Well you do what you want Bruce.” I grabbed a bag of crisps about to walk away before he stopped me.
“Uh, a-are things ok with you and Tony?”
Why was he asking me this?
“Um, yeah. Why?”
“He asked me to keep an eye on you which sort of led me to believe that you had some sort of argument?”
“No, no arguments….” my sentence trailed off as I realised why Tony was curious.“It’s because of Pepper.”
“Pepper? Pepper Potts?”
“Yeah, she…I don’t really like her being around Tony, she can get a bit flirty.”
“Oh. Have you talked to him about it?”
“I can’t right now. He’s so stressed from everything that has happened. He’s not sleeping or eating well, his social skills are out the window; I just want him back.”
“I know I’m not an expert on love and relationships but I think it would be wise to speak with him. Maybe he’ll see how you’re feeling and spend time with you, it could make him feel better too.”
Bruce’s words played on and on in my head throughout the day. He was right. It had to be said soon. I just didn’t want Tony getting any worse; his PTSD had got worse, he didn’t need my whining on top of it.
“What are you thinking about?” Tony’s voice made me jump.
After a long debate with myself on what to do, I had found myself in the lab. Perhaps it was because Tony was always there and this was one of the only ways I felt close to him.
“Can…can I talk to you?” I stuttered, hating that my nerves were getting the better of me.
“Is this about Pepper or the neglect?” he asked, though I wasn’t sure if it was supposed to be mean.
I was caught of guard.“Tony…that’s not how I want to word it.”
He loosened his tie as he stood nearer.“But that’s the word for it.”
“I’m just not a fan of her, she’s always trying to push my buttons by flirting with you.”
“It’s her nature.”
“No it’s not!” my voice raised.
He seemed taken back.
I groaned, pusing the chair back, making it screech against the floor.“I don’t want to argue. I want my Tony back even though I know you’re dealing with things but so is everyone else. You know what, just get Pepper to live here with you cause she might as well.”
“Don’t make this about her-”
“Why not Tony? She’s always here, let’s decorate one of the rooms for her. Better yet, she can take my place!”
His fist slammed onto the table.“I am not going to argue about this! We trust each other, we love each other! Have I ever once cheated or given you a reason to believe so?”
I could feel myself start to cry.“No.”
“So I don’t understand this. You know that Pepper has been a loyal, valuable member of my team, I wouldn’t just throw her away. I will talk to her about this but never have I reciprocated her feelings.”
My voice had turned to a whisper.“I know…I know that.” I could feel my knees buckling, having to lean against the wall.“I just want to help you and I hate that she has so much more in common with you. I have so much jealousy built up in me because of it, in ashamed of that. But I really want to help you.”
His hands pulled me towards him into a hug.“You do help me. It would help me even more if you just stayed happy.”
“You shouldn’t be comforting me, it needs to be the other way around.” I sobbed, clutching onto his suit.“I want to help.”
“Then stop crying and hug me back. Stop worrying about Pepper, just be happy, for me.”
eyyy look whos back after like two months lol. i’ve got my drawing mojo back and its all thanks to randy cunningham. im so glad i started watching this show its SO GOOD. i highly highly recommend it. its hilarious and cute and dramatic and just so good
1) ninja suit upgrade. we were talking about how randy is basically a magical girl and magical girls get suit upgrades. so this is my take on it
3) julian/randy/evil julian . those spooky boys want randy i know it
You have a deep crush on Peter Parker, little did you know he would be your next
project when your uncle, Tony Stark, asks you to help with Peter’s new
Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x Reader
This is two requests in one since both were requested around the same time and
were similar to each other! I hope you guys like it! Sorry for being so slow with
writing. I’ve been resting, but also running around town doing things! P.S. Sorry
for the lame title of the imagine.
You were in your Physics class when you received a
text from your uncle, Tony Stark. Yes, you were related to the one and only,
but no one at Midtown High knew that.
“(Y/N), are you paying attention?” The teacher
announced in front of the class. You felt the blood rush to your face and
everyone staring at you, even your longtime crush, Peter Parker. You rarely
talked to Peter, only when the class had to work in groups. You both were
always drawn to each other because you were both were fighting to be top of
class. It was a healthy competition you both didn’t mind to have going on.
Request: “Hey! I love your stories! 😘 And I was wondering if it was possible to have a fic Peter Parker x Reader where the reader is the daughter of Stark and best friend with Peter, Ned and Michelle, but she is always asking by Flash for a date , And Peter intervenes between them to protect the reader, then Peter and the reader confess their feelings to each other and fuff! Thank you! 😘”
A/N: I wasn’t really sure how to write this, so I hope it is good. I hope that my inclusion of Flash was okay. I am excited to see how they include Flash in Spider-Man Homecoming and so here is my closest guess at what that is going to be like. I hope you enjoy.
I willing to accept requests and my tag list is always open. Thank you all so much and enjoy!
“Y/N! I almost forgot. I need you to give this to Peter.” You were walking out of the Avengers Tower when your dad called you back. You turned around and saw your dad walking toward you with a large duffel bag.
“Dad, what is in the bag?” You accepted the bag, wanting to look inside at whatever new invention your dad had cooked up, but knew he would be mad if you did.
“Peter’s upgraded Spider-suit. I promised him a new one, compliments of Stark Industries.” He gave a little bow. You giggled.
“Compliments of Stark Industries or Tony Stark?” You raised an eyebrow at him.
“Don’t sass me Y/N Stark!” He pointed a finger at you. “And a little of both.”
“Okay, dad.” You spun around and walked out of the tower, smiling at the weirdness of your father.
* * * * *
“Peter, the gift my dad promised.” You met Peter by his locker, handing over the duffle bag. Peter’s face was one of confusion. You shot him a look and raised your eyebrows at him.
“Oh! Tell Mr. Stark thank you.” His face showed his sudden understanding. He grabbed the bag and shoved it in his locker quickly.
“I will.” You smiled slightly. “See you later.” You spun around and headed to your locker. You met Michelle along the way.
“Hey, Michelle!” You were in a very happy mood.
“Hey, Y/N. What has you in such a happy mood?” You smiled, shrugging your shoulders. You reached your locker and opened it.
“Did you talk to Peter?” You flipped around and slapped her arm.
“Michelle, slush! I told you that in private. You never know who could overhear.” She rubbed her arm.
“Okay.” She smiled slightly. “And I am going to take that as a yes.” You shot a look at her.
“No comment.” She laughed slightly as you shut your locker. Then her smiled dropped.
“Let’s go. Flash is coming this way.” You turned around, dropping your smile.
“Come on.” You grabbed her arm, pulling her down the hall slightly.
“Hey, Y/N! Wait up!” You froze, grimacing a little.
“Flash. What do you want?” You and Michelle both spun around.
“Oh, I think you know. I want a date with you.” He strutted up to you, flashing you a bright smile.
“And I have told you before. I am not interested.” Your smile was sickly sweet.
“Let’s go Y/N.” Michelle grabbed your arm and lead you down the hall. You turned around and walked away.
“I will get that date with you Y/N!” Flashed yelled after you.
“Sure you will.” You muttered under your breath. “Sure you will.” You smiled at your snarky comment, an ability you inherited from your dad.
“What was that about?” Peter and Ned came up beside you and Michelle.
“Flash just being a jerk, like usual.” You shrugged it off, putting on a smile.
“He needs to get a life.” Ned joked.
“He does have a life. It is tormenting us.” You laughed at this comment by Michelle. You stopped in front of a classroom.
“Bye. See you guys at lunch.” You waved at them and they waved back. You were upset that you didn’t have any morning class with your friends. You don’t think you would be able to make it through high schools without Peter, Ned, and Michelle. They were the best.
* * * * *
When it was lunch time, you got your lunch and headed to your table in the back.
“What’s up guys?” You sat down next to Michelle and faced Peter and Ned.
“Nothing. How were your first classes of the day?” You smiled.
“Boring, like always. I am glad I have my afternoon classes with all of you guys.” You laughed slightly.
“You say that every day.” You shot a glare at Ned.
“And I mean it every day.” You laugh. Then you stand up. “Be right back, I forgot my juice.” You walked over to the drinks and grabbed one. You were walking back to your table when someone grabbed your arm and flipped you around.
“Hold up Y/N.” Your smile dropped when you saw Flash. You pulled his arm out of his grip.
“Leave me alone, Flash.” You took a step back from him.
“No.” You bit your lip to hide your annoyance.
“No.” He didn’t even flinch when your face flashed with anger.
“Why not?” You raise an eyebrow at him.
“You owe me a date.” He gave you an annoying smirk.
“I owe you nothing.” By this time, the commotion had caught the attention of some students. You saw Peter, Ned, and Michelle coming over to see what was happening.
“Come on, Y/N.” Flash tried to grab your hand again. Peter stepped forward, toward you.
“Leave her alone.” Peter stepped between the two of you.
“Stay out of this Parker!” He pushed Peter away.
“Stop, okay. I will go out with you. Just leave Peter out of this.” You tried to take control of the situation.
“No, Y/N. You don’t have to do that.” Peter regained his footing and looked at you.
“I told you to stay out of this Parker.” Suddenly Flash’s fist swung around and hit Peter in the face. You stumbled back a few steps. Michelle and Ned caught you as you stumbled back. They helped you regain your balance.
“Boys. Stop it right now.” The principle came bustling through the group to break up the fight.
“I’ll get you, Parker, I swear.” Flash scowled at Peter.
“Boys. I will be calling both of your parents. Along with yours Miss Stark.” Then she looked around. “All of you, get back to class.” The crowd began to disperse. You rushed to Peter.
“Are you okay?” You crouched down to where he was leaning on a table.
“Yep. Never better.” You laughed, hooking Peter’s arm over your shoulder.
“Let’s get you to the nurse.” Michelle took the other side of Peter and together, you started to limp Peter toward the nurse’s office.
* * * * *
After the nurse had taken a look at Peter’s injuries, she left you with an ice pack to press against Peter’s swelling black eye.
“Peter. What was going on your mind?” Michelle asked. She and Ned were sitting on chairs near the door.
“Ya. Peter, you didn’t have to do that, you do know that?” You looked at Peter, shifting the ice pack slightly.
“Flash was a bully. Friends stand up for each other against bullies. And I am your best friend.” He flashed you a blinding smile. You blushed red.
“You are more than just my best friend.” This, you mumbled under your breath, not wanting Peter to hear.
“What?” Your eyes flipped up to Peter’s face, your face burning brightly.
“Nothing.” You shook your head and bite your lip, trying to stop the blushing. Suddenly, you felt Peter moving closer and he was kissing you. Peter Parker was kissing you!
“I think you are more than just my best friend too.” He pulled away to whisper this to you. You smiled, enjoying the moment. Suddenly there was someone clapping. You and Peter turned around to see Ned Clapping and Michelle smiling. You had forgotten they were there, and apparently, so did Peter.
“Way to go, Peter.” You looked to see Peter’s face, which was as bright red as yours. Michelle shot you a thumbs up. Then the door burst open and Aunt May and your dad came rushing in.
“Okay, what happened?” Your dad was practically shouting. You just took Peter’s hand and smiled.
“Long story, dad. You might want to sit down for it.”
Jaime Reyes, you are staring at the Impulse again.
I-I was just thinking it's been a while since he upgraded his suit. I mean, he' grown a lot and his uniform is spandex and he looks kind of tight... the suit! Looks kind of tight. On him. Like, uncomfortably tight. Just something I noticed.
if I possessed a body of my own, I would currently be looking into the proverbial office camera.