tony should always look like this

Sunday Morning

Summary: A young man and a young woman run into one another on a Sunday morning at a coffee shop, both of them heartbroken, and rediscover what it means to love and be loved. Bucky x Reader 

 Author’s Note: I’ve been working on this one for a bit. It’s basically the feel-good romance no one ever expected me to write (me included) 

 Words: ~2900

Originally posted by writingandcoffeehouse

Bucky used to love Sunday mornings. They were meant for sleeping in, for curling against the soft, tender body that slept next to him.

They’d had five years of Sunday mornings, of her soft sighs in his ear as she stirred from her sleep, bright green eyes blinking sleepily up at him as he kissed her plush, pink lips. Five years of Sunday mornings, of making coffee in a pair of boxers; of her arms wrapping around him from behind, a soft cheek against his bare back. Five years of Sunday mornings, of sitting at the breakfast bar in their pajamas, her thumb wiping jelly off the corners of his mouth.

Five years of Sunday mornings, wasted.

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Originally posted by vibraniumdoll

Prompt: After sending Steve to find something in your room, he finds….compromising pictures meant for Bucky.

Warnings: Implied stuff, NSFW…obviously.

Author’s Note: It is so late and I have a 7:30am math class but this hit me straight in the face and I had to write it.

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Thirteen Reasons Why Aesthetics | Tony Padilla

I should have talked to her. But look, I liked Hannah. She was a friend. But the girl was a lot. She was drama. And I was apparently the only guy at Liberty who didn’t grab her ass or stare at her tits. And so I always got to hear about it and on that particular day, I didn’t want to deal, so I let her     w a l k  a w a y.

Selfless Love - part 1

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: A journey toward recovery and the story of a broken man falling in love with a woman.

Word Count: 560

Warnings: None

A/N: I wanted to write something that wasn’t an AU so here you go. A little feel good story before the exams :) Hope you’ll like it!

Selfless Love - Masterpage

Originally posted by maiden-marvel

“So, what is he like?”

You sat cross-legged on the freshly made bed while Wanda and Clint were assembling an Ikea wardrobe. They shared a look and frowned before Wanda craned her neck back to look up at you.

“I’m not sure,” she said, using her powers to tighten the screws, “we didn’t really talk, mostly fought.”

You nodded, smoothing the bedspread nervously. Like all the bedrooms in the facility, it had a bed, a wardrobe and a desk.

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Haircut

Summary: Bucky finally cuts his hair after many decades but the only problem is that you don’t like it and end up throwing a funeral for his hair. 

Word Count: 1,225

A/N: This was supposed to be a short drabble but of course I made this a little longer than I anticipated it to be, but fuck it!

Originally posted by thesoldierchildren

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anonymous asked:

is there any concrete indication of how many years it's been IN-UNIVERSE between im 1 and civil war? because if we just go by movie release dates it would be around 8 years so like peter would be 7-10 yrs old when tony stark becomes iron man and i'm 100% sure he'd have tried to get his autograph somehow. maybe he actually did and he's got it carefully preserved and tony doesn't know but someday he's beating himself up and peter tells him because tony's always been his hero he should know that :)

I have no concrete idea of the specific timeline they follow within the MCU, but OH MY G O SH THIS HEADCANON IS PERFECTTTTT

LIKE I CAN SEE IT SO CLEARLY IN MY HEAD. Peter finding Tony, who’s looking so fucking tired because the world never stops throwing some new bullshit at him, and he just… he’s so worried about tony, about his mental health, and he feels so helpless because what the fuck can he do to help this man who seems to carry the whole world on his shoulders?? 

But he tries to comfort Tony anyway. He thanks him for doing the thankless job of trying to keep people safe. He tells him how much he admires him, how much he’s done for him. 

And it’s just??? too much??? Tony can’t cope because here’s peter smol tiny peter who must be protected because fuck if someone else will die under his watch, and this boi is actually so sweet and pure and he seems to actually give a fuck about tony??? 

MAN I AM HAVING SO MANY FEELS I CAN’T EVEN TELL YOU

anonymous asked:

first of all, yes I like that omega tony too, but can you imagine bucky being vaguely aware of the fact his alter ego has kidnapped tony? like, his bf has been taken by the murder dude he shares a brain with??

Yeah. I can also imagine Bucky trying to converse with the Winter Soldier (lmao murder dude I’m crying).

“You have to be gentle with him. You’ve got the serum and therefore Tony is delicate. DELICATE, I SAID.”

‘He’s biting me,’ the Winter Soldier responds. ‘And it actually hurts.’

“Yeah he’s a biter. …DON’T GET SO INTERESTED IN MY BOYFRIEND YOU WEIRDO. I should have known that biting did it for you Jesus Christ.”

But the Winter Soldier obediently begins treating Tony more gently, to the omega’s suspicious confusion. He doesn’t grip as tightly when he is forcing the omega to be still, and he tries to usher Tony places instead of dragging him around. Tony… appreciates this, in a weird way. And when the baby kicks hard enough to make him go “oof!” he allows the Winter Soldier to place a hand on his swollen belly to feel it too. (If he’s hoping that maybe Bucky’s in there and can feel his baby moving around in there too, well, that’s his secret.)

‘We need more of these.’

“Yeah,” Bucky agrees proudly. “Tony and I were thinking at least two–”

‘I need a dozen.’

“WHY THE FUCK DO YOU NEED A DOZEN KIDS?!” Bucky feels the edges of shame curling where he ends and the Winter Soldier begins. “What is that?!”

‘They will be good soldiers.’

“Whoa whoa whoa. None of my kids are gonna be soldiers! What the fuck!? Tony’s gonna kick your ass.” He senses something else curling at the divide. “…And what the fuck is this now?”

The Winter Soldier leans over Tony, who is napping, and places his hand gently on the omega’s round stomach. ‘He’s good like this. Glowing. Beautiful. He should always be with pup.’

Bucky viciously informs the Winter Soldier that it’s no longer acceptable for omegas to be considered nothing but baby farms, even though he agrees that his mate looks beautiful when he’s with child. And he can’t help but picture it, his omega and a gaggle of children that look just like him.

Oh God.

“I will kill any of our pups’ potential suitors,” the Winter Soldier decides.

“What the fuck,” Tony mumbles, trying to roll over. “You most definitely will not!”

The Winter Soldier obediently helps the omega roll over. “I will,” he insists, safe in the knowledge that Bucky is not actually opposed to this decision. “They will be kept safe.”

“Oh my God,” Tony sighs angrily, rolling his eyes. “You’re impossible. And also I’m turned, you can stop fondling my ass!”

The Winter Soldier finds it hard to oblige, but he manages.

(Bucky continues coaching the Winter Soldier to be kinder to his mate. The Winter Soldier has no idea why Bucky insists on him going out of his way to interact kindly with Tony but he quickly agrees to it when Bucky quietly projects the mental image of a heavily-pregnant Tony putting their first child down in the crib for the night. “How do you expect to convince Tony he needs a dozen kids if he doesn’t like you?” The Winter Soldier has to admit that the idea of impregnating the omega again would be a whole lot easier if Tony liked him.)

Tony is really nervous. Even tho his mamma says he doesn’t need to be nervous. And his daddy. Well he can’t know that Tony is nervous or he would be really angry. And he is scary when is angry.

“You be a good boy for me, Antonio you hear?” Says his mamma when they finally are in front of a big building. Tony looks up at her and then nods.

“Use your words, bambino.” His mamma says and she smiles a bit.

“Sí. I will be good.” Whispers Tony, because he is really scared now. What if nobody likes him there? He never had a friend before in his life and… what if it stays like that?

“Hello Mrs. Stark.” A new voice says then and Tony sees a big men who smiles down at him. Tony gasps and then hides behind his mothers legs. He wants to go home now.

“Good morning, Mr. Rhodes. I’m sorry he is a bit shy.” Maria says now and she looks disappointed at her son. Tony makes himself even smaller and looks at the ground.

“Oh no problem. Hello there. You must be Anthony, yeah?” Mr. Rhodes says now and he kneels down in front of Tony. Maria takes a step to the side and Tony now has to face the men.

“Yes, Mr. Rhodes. I’m Anthony Stark. It is nice to meet you.” He says and then holds his hand out. He is supposed to give a firm handshake his daddy says all the time. Mr. Rhodes laughs.

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anonymous asked:

Hiii! Would you please write a Clony fic where Tony and Clay get caught making out?!? ❤️;)

Read it on AO3

1 – Ryan Shaver

The first time Clay and Tony get caught making out is unfortunately, by Liberty High’s biggest gossip. It is about a month into sophomore year and so far Clay has managed to avoid being in something scandalous enough to be printed on the pages of the infamous ‘Lost and Found’ zine’, however there was no way he was going to avoid this one. It started about a month ago, this… thing he had with Tony. He couldn’t really put a label on what it was, all he knew was that it was fun and exciting, and Tony sure was a goddamn excellent kisser. So excellent, in fact, that Clay decided that waiting until after school to put his mouth on the other boy was far too long a stretch to go without.

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look i’ve fallen into a deep hole of clony and i can’t get out, i especially can’t stop thinking about tony always having a thing for clay, secretly. like, clay is that crush that’s like a cold, it never really goes away and returns at the worst times and tony never acts on it, because why should he, clay is straight and his friend and anyway he’s been dealing with these feelings all his live, they are just a part of who he is at this point and brad kinda knows, i mean, everyone kinda knows except maybe clay

anonymous asked:

Imagine Steve and Tony bonding when Tony learns about Bucky and Steve fixing up steves first bike way back when, and takes him to the shop to show him the cars he's revamped

“I don’t often admit to being wrong, but I have to say Cap, I was wrong about you.  I didn’t realize you knew so much about your bike.”

Steve looks up from his place on the concrete next to his motorcycle, fingers grease-stained and a myriad of tools on a cloth beside him.

“Turns out I’m more than a showgirl.  Who knew.”  

“I should’ve known, it’s not like you always had access to a mechanic in the war.” 

“No.  And we made a lot of…adjustments, with Dernier’s help.”

“I’ve seen some of the footage.  Shot flames and everything.”

A wistful grin crossed Steve’s face.  “Yeah.” 

Tony pondered Steve for several long moments before nodding once decisively.  “That settles it.”

“What?”

“You know what you’re doing and you just admitted how much you like explosions.  Come on. I need another pair of hands in my shop and I want to show off what I’ve done to someone who’s going to appreciate it.” 

Steve paused, gauging Tony’s expression and when he found nothing facetious in it, he hurried to clean up the space around his bike.

“That’d – that’d be real nice, Tony.  Thanks.  I haven’t worked in a shop since-“

“The war?”

“Before.  I couldn’t do much and when I couldn’t get a job illustrating, there was a mechanic shop down the street that would give me the small stuff to tinker with.  I had the smallest fingers and I could fix some of the more delicate stuff.”

Tony’s smile got wider.  “JARVIS.  Give Cap access to the garage.  He’s gonna need it.”  Tony had a mischievous glint in his eye.  “I have an antique that I could use your expertise on.”

bloody-bee-tea  asked:

So could I maybe have some ironpanther with a side dash of natasha&tony friendship? If that is too vague I'll come up with a scenario but I just crave me some ironpanther and you write Nat so beautifully aggressively caring, I just need that too.

I started a different story and decided it would be a different post entirely because it wasn’t going in the direction I wanted it to. So I guess keep an eye out for that other story too? Anyway, I hope you like it! Look out for under the cut! (Can anyone tell that I have difficulty figuring out how to write T’Challa and Shuri’s speech patterns lol?)


Natasha Romanova was a menace.

“You are pouting,” Shuri said, not even bothering to hide her grin.

T’Challa crossed his arms over his chest. “I just find it hard to believe that every time I have a moment to spend with Tony, the Black Widow needs him for something she cannot possibly handle herself.”

Shuri glanced over at where Natasha and Tony were currently bent over a five-thousand piece puzzle she’d said had a secret message encoded on it. “She is certainly devious. I cannot think of one thing she has asked for help with that he could say no to.”

“…He could have done a puzzle with me.” His sister began to laugh quietly. He couldn’t blame her. His cheeks were burning having said it. What a petty thing to say.

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anonymous asked:

For Weird Wednesday, Wanda seems to think Tony is lying to her so she uses he magic to put him under a 48 hour truth spell. Peter finds him in this state

“So do you have anything to say?” asks Steve and Tony looks down to his feet.

Its exactly eight months after the last time Tony saw the avengers. And now they are back in his tower. Thanks to Fury.

The last hour Steve tried to apologize but it sounded more like he just explained his actions to Tony without saying sorry at all. Tony sighs. Well he couldn’t expect more…

“Yeah… i shouldn’t have tried to hurt you and Barnes.” says Tony quietly and he nods at his own words. He isn’t angry at Barnes anymore. Mostly he is just sad.

“So you are okay with us here?” asks Sam and he looks skeptical. Tony nods again.

“Of course. Its your home, too.” Tony grins or he tries, too. It feels weird.

“Okay Fury told us there were new…people here.” says Steve and Tony nods again. He can’t do anything else.

“Yeah…uhm Peter, Gamora, Drax, Rocket and Groot.” says Tony and Friday shows them a picture.

“Well then i think we should all have a talk together. One hour?” asks Steve and Tony, who would have thought, nods.

*

“Thank you for coming. I just wanted to talk about how we are going to do this in the future.” says Steve when they are all in the conference room.

Tony gulps.

“Well i think you do your job and we do ours.” says Peter and shrugs. Tony knows that he doesn’t like the avengers…at all.

“And what exactly is your job?” asks Clint and he sounds annoyed.

“We are saving the fucking galaxy! And you only the earth.” answers Rocket and he looks up from his gun at that. Its a new one and Rocket always carries it around.

“Then why are you in this tower?” asks Barnes and Peter laughs.

“Dude! Why are you all here?” says Peter and Tony stay silent. Now his two teams are fighting great.

“I think we should all agree that you are going back to space and we are going back to our stuff.” says Clint and Steve nods.

“Yeah you want back on the team or do you Tony?” asks Steve and Tonys underlip wobbles.

“I…uhm…yeah sure.” says Tony and nods. Peter groans.

“Tony man we talked about this. You want to be on our team.” says Rocket and Tony nods again.

“Y-yeah.” he says and tries to breath.

“Well you can’t be on both teams!” says Steve and Tony starts shaking. He wants to go.

“Well he is still afraid of you, because of what you did to him.” says Gamora and she looks like she wants to kill a few avengers.

“T-thats not true.” tries Tony and shivers once more.

“I don’t think he says the truth.” says Wanda and Tony hides a bit behind Peter.

Oh no.

“What do you mean?” asks Sam and a moment later Wandas red magic is in the room. Tony gets nearly a panic attack and hides now behind Drax. But Wanda can round him perfectly.

When the magic hits him, it feels cold. So cold and then its over. Tony looks up.

“What did you do?!” Peter sounds furious. Tony doesn’t feel any different.

Gamora stays behind Wanda. Her sword on Wandas neck.

“I didn’t do something bad or did I Tony?” says Wanda and she isn’t scared of Gamora at all.

“Nothing bad? You scared me! Sometimes i still can’t sleep because i remember the vision you showed me before ultron! I see you all dead and its my fault! Whenever you use your magic i want to run a-away and you use it a-again on me!” says Tony and he surprises everyone in the room, even himself.

He claps his hands before his mouth. The eyes already bathed in tears.

“I used a truth spell on him. It lasts 48 hours.” says Wanda but now she sounds guilty. Tony doesn’t say anything he turns around and runs.

*

Tony sits at his workshop table and cries. He can’t breath so hard is he crying. Friday tries so soothe him, but it doesn’t work.

“Tony hey.” says Peter and Tony doesn’t even ask why Friday let him in, when he said nobody could visit him the next 48 hours.

“Are you okay?” asks Peter and then flinches. He is such an idiot.

Tony sighs and he sounds so sad, that Peter wants to hold him and cuddle him close.

“No…no i’m not.” whispers Tony and for the first time in his life he admits that. Tony sobs again.

“Nobody cares about me you know? I always try to make everything good and everybody happy but nothing works and they hate me! And i … i loved them so much.” whispers Tony sadly and Peter lays his hand on Tonys shoulder.

“I’m sorry.” says Peter and he means it. He is sorry that Tony always feels like that and he is sorry for that stupid spell. The last thirty minutes he tried to allure Rocket from killing anybody.

“Not your fault.” mutters Tony then and sniffles. He is still crying but not as bad as before. Peter starts massaging his shoulders. He wish he could do something to make that better.

“But you know i’m always here for you, right?” asks Peter and groans. Why is he so stupid.

“Wait you don’t have to answer that.” tries Peter but he knows Tony has no choice.

“Of course i know that! You and the Guardians are the best thing that happened to me in forever. And i know you are always here for me Peter. And i really appreciate that, but its not in the way i want and that hurts me even more.” babbles Tony and wait what.

Peter stops his contingencies.

He knows that Tony could easily hate him for this, but he has to know.

“What do you mean not the way you would like to?” asks Peter and Tony starts to cry again.

“Because i’m in love with you Peter! And your friendship has to be enough for me i know that, but i want so much more. And i know i’m not the best choice but…”

Tony doesn’t have to end this sentence. Because Peter kisses him. At the first sentence he had walked around Tony and is now right in front of him.

Tony doesn’t kiss him back, so Peter leans back a little.

“I know i don’t have a truth spell, but you need to trust me.” whispers Peter and he strokes Tonys cheek. Tony is so beautiful with his brown eyes, still wet and his now red cheeks.

“I love you, too.” says Peter and this time Tony kisses back.

anonymous asked:

EEEE you're art is super cute! This is random but if you have time could you draw Avengers Academy Stony roller skating?? O3Ú~

Thank you so much kind anon :) I love your idea it’s just so cute!

 Oneday I will draw a proper Stony roller skating pic for you but I hope this silly doodle will do for now. I’d like to think Avengers Academy Tony already has inbuilt Roller skates- his body is ready.

@feelingsinwinter answered your question “Hmm. I think I want to write a drabble or two, but I’m not quite sure…”

Bucky walks on Tony covered in frost, trying to bake for Bucky because Steve told him Bucky loved home backed goods? So far everything looks ugly but damn they’re fucking good.

@miniblackraven answered your question “Hmm. I think I want to write a drabble or two, but I’m not quite sure…”

Non-powered pining with a healthy dash of fluff at the end.

It looked like a tornado full of flour and sugar had rampaged through the kitchen. At the center of the disaster site stood Tony, hair and face powered with ingredients and clothes speckled with frosting and dried batter. Tony rubbed his face and groaned. His back was turned to Bucky, and he seemed to have not yet noticed Bucky’s presence.  

Bucky whistled appreciatively at the damage done to their shared kitchen and to alert Tony to his presence. “Damn, Dorothy, you just got back from Oz? It looks like a tornado hit this place.”

Tony startled and looked over his shoulder. “Shit.”

“Love you too, doll.” Bucky sashayed into the kitchen to get a better look at whatever it was Tony had been trying to make. He used the opportunity brush against Tony, giving Tony a brief hug around the waist that could have been excused as James just being a tactile person.

No one would guess by the simple touch that Bucky was harboring a crush for his one of his roommates.

Then end result of Tony’s baking project lay on a platter left on the counter.

Bucky wrinkled his nose at the “balls” of… something that looked like it might have been a cupcake at one point, but Bucky wasn’t too sure. “Ball” was a generous label. The malformed cupcakes were like the moon–round but full of craters. Deep craters. Like someone had already taken a bite out of the cupcake craters.

It was obvious that Tony had tried to hide the divots and holes in his cupcakes by slathering frosting over them. Unfortunately, the frosting slipped out of the holes and got absorbed into the cupcake, revealing the crater Tony had tried so hard to cover up.

Bucky poked one of the cupcakes.

“Don’t say anything.” Frustration laced Tony’s voice.

The corner of Bucky’s mouth twitched into a smile. “Aw, c’mon, Tones. You’re so perfect; it’s nice to see that you at least have one weakness.”

Tony huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. He pouted–not that Tony would ever admit to it. “It shouldn’t be. Baking is chemistry, and I excel at chemistry.” Tony glared at the cupcakes. “I don’t know why they always turn out this way.”

“You’ve made them before?” James could have sworn Tony said he’d grown up with a butler when he was a kid, and that his dad had spent years grooming Tony to be an engineer and businessman. James wouldn’t have thought Tony had had any opportunity to practice baking.

“Jarvis, taught me, but my stuff always comes out looking like crap. It usually tastes good though.”

“Really?” Bucky eyed one of the cupcakes that was bathed in frosting. He snatched it up.

Tony let out of squawk of surprise.

A sweet mix of vanilla and blueberries filled Bucky’s mouth and he moaned in ecstasy. “Oh god. This is fantastic.”

“You keep moaning like that, I’m going to get a boner. Stop it.”

Bucky grinned and took another bite. He let out another wanton moan.

Tony groaned and turned himself slightly away from Bucky. “I should put you in porn. Stop it.”

Bucky slung his arm around Tony’s shoulders and tugged him into a hug. “Tony, these are amazing.” Bucky took another bite and licked the frosting that got on his finger off. “If you want me in porn, I’ll do it, as long as you keep making these cupcakes.”

“Wow. Steve was not joking about you loving baked goods, was he?”

“You talked to Steve about me?” It wasn’t too surprising. Steve was their third roommate after all. Bucky was more curious about why Steve had revealed his love of baked goods to Tony.

“It’s not that unusual.”

“Really?” Bucky smirked. “You two also talk about how sexy I am?”

Tony met Bucky’s gaze in challenge. “I don’t know. Do you two talk about how sexy I am?”

“Of course.”

Tony snorted in amusement.

And right then, Bucky wanted nothing more than to kiss Tony stupid, and really show Tony how sexy he thought Tony was.

“You’re the sexiest fella I have ever met, and if I was dating you right now, I’d prove it.”

Tony’s eyes darted over Bucky’s face, searching for insincerity. After a moment, a grin broke across his face and leaned more into Bucky’s embrace. “So why don’t you date me then?”

Bucky inhaled sharply. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Tony kissed Bucky.

The kiss was a thousand times sweeter and better than the cupcake.

the speed of objects in motion
a stony fanfic
chapter 10/?
status: WIP
word count: 18756
summary:  Sometimes Steve forgets that Tony is human underneath all the metal, under all the red and gold. After Tony dies he spends time in Tony’s workshop, goes through his schematics, his unfinished works. It’s there that he discovers binarily augmented retro framing, and there where he decides he’s going to finish the program so maybe, just maybe, he can see Tony again and tell him all the things he should have.

Steve could tell you that it’s true, that your life comes to you in flashes before it ends. The first time was memories of his mother, of Bucky, always Bucky and his sly smile, and more so than anything the feeling of hope, how he wanted nothing more than to be anything than what he was. There were scatterings of Peggy and the overwhelming image of her crying, what she most look like with tears running to her red lips.

The second time was different. Those images had taken a backseat to something burning. He thought of Natasha, of her strength but more importantly the softer side he had recently scene of her, of her ivory hands clutching a towel to her damp hair as she asked him about trust.

A glimpse of Sam running past the reflection pool.

He thought of Tony, and it wasn’t the arguments that he thought of, but instead of the kitchen table.  He thought mostly that he would miss the smell of coffee. He thought of his smile, not the one that the rest of the world saw, that was too tight, too wide and almost blinding. Instead of the smaller one, the one that didn’t show teeth but showed more in his eyes. His eyes, his eyes, his eyes, and the lines around them. With another blow to his face, he was conflicted in the gut wrenching feeling of loss and how he already missed Tony.

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Asking For It [4/?]

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warning: Swearing, arguing, sister trouble, and basically shit gets ugly.

A/N: Let me know what you think and if you want to be tagged?

Your life couldn’t get more perfect, an Avenger, engaged to Steve Rogers, your life was better than you planned. That is till your twin sister shows up, shady as they come you knew better than to trust her. Mirrored features, but two completely different people. She’s stirring up trouble in your perfect life, but what happens when Buck falls hard for her and you know she’s up to no good?Can you convince him she’s bad news before he’s too far into her web?

Banner hands you an ice pack, looking over your bruised eye.

“Nothing’s broken.” He assures you.

“Go figure, she hits like a five year old.” You snort, holding the ice pack to your face.

“Yeah, well your boyfriend stopped it before you got what you deserve.” Ava snaps at you.

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anonymous asked:

14 Clony

14. “Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”

(panic attack cw)

That had been a rough day, in a way that haven’t been for months. Clay worked in getting better, with proper, professional help, having his parents close even if a overbearing way was helpful, Tony there too was definitely helpful. It was a slow recovering and Clay did knew he probably would not fully heal, at last not for a really long time. He also knew it was ok to feel like that, a lot happened to him, to all of them. Sometimes it was harder than he could imagine, he would have a good few days, hanging out with Tony, Skye, sometimes Alex and Jessica too.

Sometimes he felt like he couldn’t breathe through the pain he felt, it was overpowering, leaving him breathless and he couldn’t do anything besides cry, feel the pain eating him inside out, the guilty weighting on his shoulders. His mind on repeat, whispering over and over, there was something you could’ve done, there was something you could’ve done, until he wanted to knock himself out just so he could have five minutes of peace. Those were rough days, he could barely get himself out of bed, forcing himself to do it, to move on, to not worry his parents more than they already were since the events followed by Hannah’s death happened. He fought between knowing he should seek them out, because he didn’t needed to go through this alone, but also he didn’t want to see those looks. The looks they give of how much they were worried, he remembered how they were when he was in worse shape, and now that he knew it was a little better and they were less worried, he didn’t wanted to ruin it.

His internal debate of seeking help in one of those episodes ended up as suddenly as it started. Because of Tony, always because of him. They were a lot closer now, close of overstepping the line of friendship and something else, but not quite, still almost there. That particular episode they were in Tony’s car, everything was ok, they were talking and laughing and Clay saw her, someone, curly brown hair, pale skin, he didn’t see her face, but from her back it just seemed like Hannah, he hadn’t hallucinations of her in a long time, and seeing the brown curly hair that resemblance Hannah’s so much all of sudden. It hit him, all the memories, of their time together, of finding about her suicide, of the tapes, everything that drove her to it.

Clay felt fear consuming him, guilt rushing in, suddenly he couldn’t breath, in the back of his mind he noticed he was not only shaking but there were tears streaming down his face, he heard Tony’s voice but the words were unknown to him, numb, like his voice was so distant he could just hear sounds but not make out the words. He was sobbing, trying to breath through his panic and guilt, he couldn’t, it was too much. Your fault, your fault, your fault. He wanted to tell his own mind to shut up, to leave him alone, he couldn’t.

The door of the car opened in his side, Tony took him out of the car, sitting him down on the sidewalk, he looked desperate, eyes wide, still saying something that Clay couldn’t understand, lips moving, forming words Clay thought sound like “Breathe” “I’m here”, he tried to even his breath, failing, panic rising up even more. Tony held his face between his hands, breathing in and out, showing Clay how he should do. Clay tried, failing but succeeding, heartbeat slowing, he was now able to hear Tony’s words.

“Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.” Clay continued to do as Tony did, feeling the panic slowly slip away, still crying, still shaking but not as much. When he was breathing as normally as he could in that moment Tony sat down next to him, Clay buried his face on Tony’s chest, aware that that probably wouldn’t be the last time such thing happened, still feeling too much that he could handle. Tony’s grounded in that moment though, the weight of his hand in Clay’s hair showing him that somewhere was there to hold him.

“Always.” Tony murmured, holding in as long as Clay needed him to.

Helpless

Request: Can you do a peter parker x reader based on the song helpless from hamilton?

A/N: Sorry this is so short! I want to make a part two, should I? ALSO I can’t help but have Tony as the dad because, why not!?


I frowned as I looked around my living room, it was full of random adults I didn’t know. My dad always threw stupid parties, and I was left out of everything. I was to Young to drink like everyone else, and I was to Young to get along with anyone else anyway.

Whenever I tried to mingle with someone, they always tried to ask me questions about my father’s business, that i didn’t know anything about.

I was watching my older sister mingling with some adults, how does she do that? suddenly I saw a boy walk into the room, maybe it was because he was so attractive that I noticed him right away, or because he was the youngest person I’ve ever seen at one of these parties, but he definitely caught my eye.

I nudged my sister by the shoulder and looked towards the boy.

“Oh he’s cute” She said. I nodded in return and started to walk toward him when she sped past me and caught up to him.

I watched her take him by the arm and I frowned. She started talking to him and he nodded politely.

I breathed out angrily and was about to turn around when the boy looked back at me. For a moment I was lost in his chocolate brown eyes until I realized he was walking towards me.

My sisters arm was still locked in his when they approached me. I swallowed hard, I still couldn’t look away from his eyes.

He extended his hand toward me.

“Y/N Stark"I shook his hand.

"Stark?” He asked, looking at Katelyn.

“This is my sister” Katelyn said looking at me smiling.

“Oh, I’m Peter” He said, after a moment of blankly staring at me.

“I’ll leave you guys to it” My sister winked at me as she walked away.


Part two?

Jealous Eyes - Steve Ending

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(Part One) (Tony Ending)
Steve Rogers X Reader X Best Friend! Tony Stark
Request: Hello beautiful! I have a request. Can you make a Steve x reader imagine where they fight because he is jealous of her and Tony’s friendship thanks!” -Anon


The night that had started out as one of your happiest, had turned into one of the longest in your recent memory. You’d been best friends with Tony since you were kids. You’d met in middle school, where even then he was mentally years ahead of everyone else your age. You had always admired how he could make the best out of any situation. Things didn’t affect Tony the way they affected other people. He didn’t hold grudges, at least not petty ones, and he tried to never take anything personal. Being his best friend meant you eventually learned how to do the same. You really were a better person with him in your life.

The Avengers had been an official group for a total of three months before Tony threw them a party. Of course, you were expected to attend. How else was he going to introduce, and set you up with one of his new teammates? You’d tried to weasel your way out of going so many times. Tony was always trying to set you up with people he knew and none of them ever worked out. None of them until Captain Steve Rogers.

“Hey Rogers!” Tony called out to the captain as he dragged you through the apartment. “Have you me [Y/N]?” He smirked, borrowing the incredibly cheesy pick up like from How I Met Your Mother. Steve being completely oblivious to any modern pop culture at the time just smiled you politely.

“No, I haven’t.” He offered out a hand for you to shake. “Captain Steve Rogers at your service.” He introduced. You shook his hand softly.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, uh officially, Captain.” You told him awkwardly.

“[Y/N] was at the battle of New York.” Tony interjected.

“He makes it sound like I contributed at all.” You frowned.

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