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Give a Little Whistle

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Pairings - Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Requested - anon ~ Hi! Can I please get a nat x reader fic where they get together and it’s fluffy. Do whatever you what with that. Can I have the prompts ‘32’ and ‘99.’ Oh and please include Tony in it!!

Prompts - 32 -  “You can literally scale buildings and fly airplanes and shoot things with deadly accuracy but, somehow you can’t whistle?” & 99 - “I did not see that coming”

A/N - i wrote this before black widow came along and proved nat can actually whistle so we’re just ignoring that

Being an Avenger was weird. Some days you were fighting with HYDRA, some days you were fighting aliens and some days you were laying on the sofa with Natasha Romanoff playing Mario Kart. 

You were the newest addition to the team but had known Natasha for a while because you’d worked together for S.H.I.E.L.D. You knew a lot about her, she was still guarded around you but you probably knew more about her than most people did. 

Sometime along the way you’d fallen for her. It was stupid, you had known it was stupid from the moment you began to feel those romantic feelings for her. Natasha Romanoff was not the dating type, she kept to herself and made sure that nothing could be used against her. You felt bad for her when you thought about it for too long, it sounded like a lonely existence.

You weren’t like that. You made friends with everyone you met and still managed to be a bad ass assassin. You wanted Natasha to return your feelings but knew the chances of that were slim to none.

“Seriously! You have got to be kidding me! You’re cheating!” You accused, throwing the controller down as you lost yet another race to her. She was watching you with a smug smirk, her eyes a little softer than they were when she was with anyone else. 

The truth is, she didn’t feel the need to have her guard up around you, well she still kept all the cards close to her chest, but loosened up the most around you. Something about you spoke to her and she hated it, yet she never tried to shut you out. 

“I’m not cheating, Y/N,” she told you with an eye roll, “I’m just better at this than you.” 

“But, you, ugh! Is there anything you can’t do?” You asked, not expecting an answer of course. Natasha was secretive and she let out information carefully, you only knew what you knew about her because she wanted you to know.

“I can’t whistle.” She told you causing your eyes to widen and your head to snap round to face her. 

“What!?” You exclaimed causing her to laugh and roll her eyes again.

“I can’t whistle.” Natasha repeated slowly.

“I’m sorry, you can literally scale buildings and fly airplanes and shoot things with deadly accuracy but, somehow you can’t whistle?” You stared at her like she had grown another head before laughing loudly, if Natasha rolled her eyes any more they’d literally get stuck. 

“Yeah, yeah, shut up.” She groaned, throwing a pillow at your head with that deadly accuracy you’d mentioned, “you know I could kill you right now.”

“Oh I’m sure of it. In fact I’m sure you’ve got 56 different ways you could kill me on your mind at all times.” You told her, laughter still prominent as you did.

“84, but close.” She corrected.

You grinned at her as you sat back down next to her, one of her arms thrown out behind you. You took a chance and cuddled close to her, it wasn’t rare for you to be affectionate with her but still you felt like you were risking a lot every time you did.

Natasha smiled down at you, a hand coming up to run through your hair.

“You know what else I can’t do?” She asked causing your eyes to widen, someone was in a sharing mood today. You hummed at her to let her know she could continue.

“I can’t admit my feelings because I’m scared. I’m not meant to be scared, Y/N.” You lifted your head off of her shoulder and looked at her sadly. 

“You don’t have to be scared around me.” You told her, voice barely above a whisper.

She didn’t say anything, just looked at you for the longest time before leaning in slowly. Your eyes widened a small bit but you leaned in and met her lips, letting her take the lead as she kissed you shyly. Never in a million years would you have thought Natasha would feel the same way you did.

“I did not see that coming.” You both pulled away, you grabbing a pillow and throwing it in the direction of the voice. Tony Stark and his perfect time, honestly you didn’t see the man for days, locked down in his lab but the second you and Natasha were finally getting somewhere he showed his face.

“Alright, alright, I’m going. Just came for the coffee, unless I can stay for the show.” Natasha gave him one of her looks that would have normal people wetting their pants but Tony just laughed and shuffled into the kitchen.

“So,” Natasha prompted, drawing your attention back to her. You grinned and leaned in to kiss her again, this time taking the lead and kissing her hungrily. You’d waited so long for this moment. You groaned against her lips before pulling back for air.

“Natasha Romanoff, have you gone soft for little ol’ me?” You laughed when she smacked you over the head, “Seriously though, will you be my girlfriend, Nat?” Her response was to kiss you, mumbling a yes against your lips as she did. 

Moment in Time

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Requested - @large-unit ~ Hi uh can you do 142 with Tony Stark please?? xx

Prompts - 142 - Anything you draw/write on your own skin appears on your soulmate’s.

You’d known from a young age that your soulmate was smart, whilst other kids had messy scribbles and doodles you could barely make out, you had mathematical equations that you couldn’t figure out if your life depended on it.

When you hit your teen years you’d decided that your soul mate was a literal genius, possibly one of the smartest minds out there. There were advantages to this, like they would help you with homework you didn’t quite understand and they would explain things in terms you understood without making you feel like an idiot. You weren’t stupid by an means but compared to your soulmate, well you didn’t know quite as much.

For as long as anyone could remember people had soulmates. Sometimes they had them at an early age but many people didn’t start getting the drawings or writing well into adulthood. You’re soulmate had been around for most of your life, when you were a kid you remembered seeing a drawing of a car on the inside of your arm and freaking out until soulmates were explained to you. There were a few things that the other couldn’t see though and that was names, age and location.

You were fresh out of college with a few degrees under your belt and trying to find a job. It was stressful, everywhere you went seemed to have ridiculously high standards and as someone with limited work experience, a few waitress gigs to help pay for your schooling, it was impossible to get a job. One day however you woke up to a text from a long time friend of yours who knew a lot of people in high places and had managed to secure you a job interview for Stark Industries. You were understandably nervous as you sat outside waiting to talk to the interviewer, this was Stark Industries they were never going to hire you!

“Miss Y/L/N, meeting room 4 please.” You followed her directions and knocked on the door before walking in and freezing in your place. Pepper Potts sat behind a desk with Tony Stark sitting opposite her, a bored look on his face and paper work laid out messily in front of him.

“Ah, Miss Y/L/N. Please take a seat.” You did as Pepper instructed, after shaking her hand, and nervously played with the hem of your jacket.

“So, you’re aware that this job would be time consuming? Researching and testing the latest Stark equipment, getting it ready for marketing and developing the technology.” You nodded as she listed the things you’d be required to do, thanking God your friend briefed you thoroughly.

“Good. Now I can see you have graduated from college with the right qualifications needed for the job, the only limitations I can see is your lack of work experience-”

“But everyone needs to start somewhere right? And what better place than Stark Industries were all training is given to you and we actually look after our employees.” Tony said, abruptly cutting Pepper off. You could tell by the expression on her face she was used to this behaviour.

You turned to look at Tony and couldn’t help the shy smile that made its way onto your face, for some reason this man was putting some faith into you.

“Exactly. Your grades are impressive, Miss Y/L/N. Obviously we’d have to do a trial run first to see if you can handle the high pressure intensity of the job but if you show that you’re capable then we can discuss a permanent placement here for you.” You just barely managed to suppress the grin that wanted so desperately to make its way onto your face, nodding professionally and thanking them both profusely for the opportunity they were giving you.

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‘I just got a job working at one of the best tech places!’ You told your soulmate the second you got home. Sometimes it was hard to find space on your body because he had so many random notes and reminders written on himself.

Some included, ‘talk to the kid about upgrades’, ‘visit strange’, ‘pick the kid up’ and a few too many complicated sums that you only vaguely understood.

‘Of course you did, you’re a genius!’

‘Please, you walk into the room and just know you’re the smartest person there.’

‘Well yeah, that’s true. Well done on getting the job! I knew you could do it baby!xx’

You blushed, you’d never met the person and yet whenever they referred to you with a pet name or got a bit romantic it felt like you were a high school kid with a crush.

‘Thank you x.’

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“I think I just met my soulmate.”

“I’m sorry could you repeat that?” Stephen asked, brow raised questioningly.

“I think I just met my soulmate.” Tony repeated again, his own brows knitted together and face looking alarmingly pale.

“Perhaps you should sit down, I’ll get some tea and you can tell me what happened.” Stephen gently grabbed Tony’s elbow and guided him into the sit before leaving the room, returning moments later with two cups of tea.

“You think you met your soulmate?” Stephen prompted after they’d been sat in silence for a few minutes. Stephen’s voice jolted Tony out of his head and he began nodding.

“Yeah! I was sat in one of the meeting rooms with Pepper because she was interviewing a girl for this new position that opened up at Stark Industries, right? So this girl come into the room and God she was so cute and she plays with the hem of her jacket when she’s nervous. Anyway she sits down and her sleeves are rolled up a bit and I can see some notes and scribbles that I thought looked familiar and then I realised they were the numbers for this new piece of tech I was working on and the only way she could have them on her is if…” Here he trailed off, eyes going distant again.

“Is if she was your soulmate?” Stephen asked, voice soft as he looked at his friend.

“Yeah.” Tony responded with a sigh.

“Isn’t this a good thing? I mean you’ve found your soulmate, most people don’t get that. They’re just stuck with writing on their own skin but you’ve found her.”

“It is a good thing but, but Stephen you know me! Every relationship I’ve had, I screwed it up! This is my soulmate and I don’t wanna screw that up.” Stephen frowned, he knew Tony was getting better at not blaming himself for everything but this was a big deal and he couldn’t blame Tony for reverting back to old ways.

“Tony, you didn’t screw anything up. You and Pepper weren’t meant to be and that’s ok because look at you now. You and Steve, well you already know what I think of that and it wasn’t your fault that didn’t work out. You weren’t his soulmate and he wasn’t yours. This though, this will work. I promise.” Tony looked up at Stephen, his eyes glazed over suspiciously but Stephen didn’t call attention to it.

“You’re right. Of course you’re right. Sorry for bothering you with this stuff it’s just..”

“I get it Tony,” Stephen said, cutting him off before he could fall further down the hole of blaming himself for things that were not this fault, “you know I’ll always be around for you to talk to.”

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It was your first day at Stark Industries and to say you were nervous would be the biggest understatement of the century.

You’d woken up extra early and had so much extra time that you ended up pacing and thinking of the worst possible scenarios that could occur today. Thankfully your soulmate wrote to you half an hour or so before you had to leave.

‘Hey, knowing you you’re probably a pile of nerves right now so just know that you got this baby girl!’

The grin that appeared on your face was unstoppable, you stood looking at your arm for a good few minutes with a love sick grin before shaking yourself and looking around to find a pen.

‘Oh how well you know me. I hope you’re right, I really don’t wanna mess this up.’

‘You won’t. You’re gonna blow ‘em all away.’

You spent some more time talking to them before you needed to head out to your Uber.

The journey was over far too quickly for your liking and you found yourself stood outside the door of the labs, fidgeting with your hands before taking a deep breath and nodding to yourself.

“Hey, Y/N, right?” Someone said from behind you causing you to jump. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”

Your eyes widened as you saw Tony stood behind you, watching you with a raised brow and amused eyes.

“It’s fine, my fault for zoning out. Just first day nerves and all. Yes, it’s Y/N. Nice to see you again Mr Stark.” You were aware you were talking faster than usual but like you said, first day nerves and all that.

“You too and please call me Tony.” He told you with a charming smile that made your heart skip a beat before he walked past you, opening the door to the lab and gesturing for you to follow him.

The lab was insane. You didn’t know what you had been expecting but it wasn’t this, everything seemed so futuristic and slightly daunting when you realised you’d have to operate these machines.

“State of the art lab. Pretty cool right and everything in here is made so it doesn’t harm the environment because listen no matter what Trump says global warming’s a serious issue. In fact I have some plans somewhere if you’re interested later.” Your eyes were taking in the lab but focused in on Tony once he began speaking.

“Yeah that would be amazing. Your lab is incredible!” You gushed slightly, Tony couldn’t help but stop and smile at your expression - the description of someone looking like a kid in a candy store had never applied to someone more than it did you at this moment in time.

“Thanks but this isn’t mine, mines on a completely different floor. This lab’s yours.” He laughed as your eyes widened in disbelief.

“I’m sorry, what?” This lab was yours?

“Well if you’re going to be working here then you need a lab and this one is beautiful, such a shame nobody is utilising all its potential.” Tony told you sadly causing you to roll your eyes and laugh, you felt comfortable around the man which confused you but you decided not to focus on that right now.

“Come on, this stuff’s pretty easy to use once you get the hang of it. I’ll show you.” With that the two of you got to work.

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“Sir, I hate to interrupt but Peter Parker is here to see you.” You jumped when a new voice cut through the consistent chatter between you and Tony.

“Sorry that’s just J.A.R.V.I.S. He’s my A.I, made him myself. What time is it J?” You couldn’t help but smile at the look Tony got in his eyes when talking about his A.I. You couldn’t blame him though, that was ridiculously cool and you had no doubt it was more advanced than any A.I you’d experienced.

“It is 7:47 PM, sir. I’ve sent Mr Parker up to your floor.” J.A.R.V.I.S. informed him.

“Right, thanks J.A.R.V.I.S. Um, do you want to stay for dinner? I mean we missed lunch so it’s the least it can do.” You smiled as you watched him fidget with his hands as he nervously looked up at you.

“Sure, I’d love to stay.” You realised that it was probably completely inappropriate to have dinner with your boss, on the first day no less, but you figured if there was somebody else there then no harm.

“Great!” He exclaimed before clearing his throat and repeating it again at a normal tone.

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“Are you ever going to tell Y/N that she’s your soulmate? Seriously Mr Stark, she’s great! You have to tell her! I can tell her if you want!” Peter had been persistent for weeks that Tony tell you he knew but Tony was terrified.

“Pete, kid,  I told you I’ll tell her when the times right.” Peter threw his head back against the head rest and let out a long, suffering groan before turning to look Tony in the eyes.

“Mr Stark does she make you happy?” He asked.

“Of course she does!”

“Well imagine how happy you can make each other when you both know you’re soulmates! Please Mr Stark, I just want you to be happy. If anyone deserves it, well, it’s you.” Tony’s features softened instantly at Peter’s words and a small smile appeared on his face.

“Alright I’ll tell you what, I’ll call her now-”

“You can’t tell her on the phone!” Peter interrupted with a shout causing Tony to laugh.

“I’ll call her now and invite her out for dinner tonight and if it goes well then I’ll tell her. I promise.” Tony swore, a grin on his face as he saw how excited Peter looked. He was still unbelievably nervous even though he knew deep down it’d be fine, you two had great chemistry both in person and whilst writing to one another.

“You can do it Mr Stark.”

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“So, why the dinner?” You’d asked during dessert.

The meal had been enjoyable, as was most of the time you spent with Tony both during work hours and in your free time. You had been guilty for so long, feeling like you were betraying your soulmate when you started to develop feelings for Tony but you knew as long as you didn’t act on them then you were technically not doing anything wrong. Lots of people dated people who weren’t their soulmates, there was nothing wrong with it.

“Well actually there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you for a while now. I didn’t really know how to but Peter said I just had to rip the band aid off and everything would be ok, so if this goes wrong I’m totally blaming the kid.” He told you with a nervous laugh.

“Is everything ok, Tony?” You asked, concern prominent in your voice.

“Yeah, yeah, everything's fine, right here it goes. When we first met I saw the writing on your arms because your sleeves were rolled up a small bit. Anyway the equations that were on your arms were for a new Iron Man suit and the only person who knew the math and science behind it was the other person who’d originally wrote it on their arm and basically-”

“You’re my soulmate?” You asked, cutting him off without meaning to but he was rambling and it had clicked in your head.

“Um, yeah, yeah that, that’s what I was getting at.” Tony stuttered out, nervous as he couldn’t figure out how you were feeling about the news. Surely it wasn’t that bad right, he wasn’t that bad.

“Thank God, I was feeling so bad about liking you but you’re my soulmate!” You exclaimed, a wide smile taking over your face. Tony couldn’t help but grin back as he saw how happy you looked, he didn’t quite believe you could be that happy to find out he was your soulmate but he wasn’t complaining.

“You really like me?”

“Of course I do. You know for a genius you really are an idiot.” You laughed.

“I never claimed to be otherwise. So I guess, god I feel way too old to be asking someone this, but will you be my girlfriend, baby?” He asked with a smirk causing you to roll your eyes, the smile never leaving your face.

“Of course I will, soulmate.” With that he leaned across the table and finally, finally, kissed you.

It was like fireworks.

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“Come here.” Tony said as he pulled Peter closer to him and started to retie the poorly tied tie.

“Mr Stark!” He complained, fidgeting as he did but Tony just shushed him and got to work.

“I can’t believe you’re getting married.” Peter exclaimed once he was done.

“Trust me kid, I can’t believe it either.” Tony had finally popped the question to you, three years into dating. In all honesty you weren’t sure he ever would but that would have been ok because you loved him and you knew he loved you. You’d cried so many happy tears when he asked you to marry him in the same cute little restaurant he asked you out at.

Pepper and you had become really close once you started dating Tony and she was now one of you bridesmaids and had played a large part in helping you plan the wedding. Tony had taken more interest in the planning than you expected him too and now the day was here.

Tony had managed to make sure the press would be kept out, the wedding was going to be a small one, close friends and family only. You’re family were already sat outside waiting for the ceremony to start as were your friends, Tony invited people he trusted, people he could call friends. Natasha was there as was Bruce, Thor, May, Nick, Maria Hill and a few more. Happy, Stephen, Rhodey and Peter were his best men.

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“You look beautiful.” Your friend told you as you looked at yourself in the mirror, fingers running along the dress gently.

“Thank you,” you said, feeling choked up already, “I feel amazing.” You told them.

“Let’s get you married then.”

‘Ready for this, baby girl?’

“Seriously, does he have to write on himself now?” Pepper laughed causing you to look at you arm. You rolled your eyes but asked for a pen.

‘Ready as I’ll ever be! God, I can’t wait to be Y/F/N Stark. See you out there gorgeous.’

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“So Mrs Stark?” Tony asked playfully as he held your hand, thumb running soothingly over the skin.

“What?” You snapped.

“Glad I’m your soulmate?”

“I hate you so much, fuck!” You yelled as you were told to push again.

“God, Stark I am so divorcing you after this.”

“Love you too baby girl. Come on, he’s nearly here.” Tony told you, he continued to whispered words of comfort and encouragement to you as you delivered the baby. You went into labour three weeks before your due date and Happy had barely got you to the hospital in time.

“He’s here. A healthy baby boy.” You watched as they took him away to clean him up before putting him in Tony’s arms, you couldn’t help but smile as you watched Tony’s eyes fill with tears of joy.

“You ready to go again?” The nurse asked you, causing you to lose the smile and now groan.

“Tony, baby, do it for me?” You pleaded tiredly, tears stinging your own eyes.

“I would if I could, baby girl, I would.” He told you before going back to comforting you, whilst bouncing your son.

“And here’s baby number two.” The nurse told you. They cleaned the second baby up before placing her carefully in your arms.

“They are perfect.” You told Tony as you looked at the babies before you. You were exhausted but you didn’t want them to leave your sight.

“You’re perfect baby. I’m so proud of you.” Tony told you before placing a soft kiss upon your lips.

“So, any ideas for names?” The nurse asked.

“Morgan for the girl and Y/S/N for the boy.” You said, looking at Tony for confirmation, he nodded happily.

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‘Please don’t forget to pick the kids up from school, Stark.’

‘Mrs Stark, how could you ever think I’d forget the kids?’ ‘Again.’

‘Tony I swear to God.’

‘Don’t worry baby girl, I got ‘em, Peter too. Enjoy your girls weekend! I love you.’

‘Love you too baby.’

Safe in Your Arms.

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Requested - anon - Please could you write a loki imagine with the prompts were they get together and it’s just fluff. Thank you!

Prompts - “Your hair is so soft.” and “You make me feel safer than I have in a long time.”

You wandered around the tower alone after waking for the third time that night after deciding that you just weren’t going to get any sleep. These nightmares had started only two weeks ago, shortly after you and the rest of the Avengers had dealt with a witch who used her talents to push your worst thoughts, memories and visions onto you. As a result, you had frozen in fear on the battlefield and ended up with a broken arm and a concussion, as well as the nightmares.

You’d taken to walking the empty tower as a distraction, talking to JARVIS or sitting near the window and watching the city bustle with life no matter the time. Any distraction to not focus on the nightmares. Of course, you could never banish the memory, your family being killed in order for you to corporate, to use your powers and become an experiment to the men in lab coats who had no problems poking at your brain. Even though you were eventually saved and put in a school that helped you use your powers and educated you, the damage was done.

“Fancy seeing you here.” A voice murmured, jolting you from your thoughts. You turned around to see Loki leaning against the door frame, looking relaxed in a pair of dark green sweatpants and a fitted black t shirt.

That’s another thing that had become a regular part of your night time routine. Loki. He too wondered the tower at night when everyone else was sleeping, or pulling an all-nighter in the lab in Tony and Bruce’s case.

“Hey, Loki.” You greeted, a tired smile making its way onto your face.

“Night terrors again, darling?” He asked, stepping into the room and taking a seat on the floor next to you.

Thor had brought Loki to the tower four or so months ago, pleading that he was the victim, that the attack was part of a bigger plan. It turned out what Thor said was true and the Avengers were working to find the threat. Loki was granted a safe space within the tower, though that didn’t mean every Avenger was thrilled with the development. You however had taken to Loki quite well, you hadn’t been with the Avengers during the attack on New York but you had witnessed it and tried to help out with civilians, it’s how you were suddenly on the Avengers radar.

“Unfortunately.” You told him; voice soft so not break the peaceful atmosphere surrounding the two of you.

“If only you’d let me help.” Loki had been offering to help you sleep, using his magic to keep the nightmares away but, as much as you trusted the God, you’d had enough people poking at your head to last you a lifetime.

“I appreciate it, I do, but some things are better left to heal naturally.” He’d heard the same variation of no a thousand times from you and each time still he rolled his eyes but the same fond smile always followed. “Foolish mortal.” He grumbled but the affection was clear in his voice.

For months the two of you had flirted, at first it was the playful, friendly sort of flirting, but overtime it turned into something more. The two of you were more than happen to let things progress naturally, both knowing what the endgame would be. For now, the small touches, sneaked glances and flirting was enough.

“Why’re you up?” You asked, moving to lay your head on his shoulder, missing the way he glanced down at you with a soft smile that seemed to be reserved only for you.

“The same reason as you, dear Y/N.” Loki had shared with you some small memories from his time on Asgard since the attack and his time with the titan the Avengers were currently tracking. Though you knew little, it was enough to know Loki was truly hurt.

“I wish I could do something to help.” You turned your head slightly to look up at the God when you hear him chuckle.

“Darling, you do much more than you know to help me.” The sincerity in his voice had you sitting up, looking at him with a confused expression.

Loki was a strong man; he had stood firm in positions most Gods would crumble under. He had lied and tricked his way through life but right now, looking at you as you sat before him, he could not resist. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours, not letting him doubt himself for even a second for fear of ruining this. He felt you smile into the kiss and raised his hand to your cheek as yours went around his neck, playing with the long locks of hair.

Eventually, and after a few more shared kisses, the two of you pulled back, smiling dumbly at one another.

“Your hair is so soft.” You told him breathlessly causing Loki to laugh softly as he drew you close to him.

“You, my darling, make me feel safer than I have in a long time.” Loki mumbled before pressing his lips against yours once more.

The two of you sat in the living room, cuddled close together and at some point, Loki magicked a blanked into being.

That’s how the rest of the Avengers found the two of you in the morning, Thor grinned at the sleeping form of his friend and brother, knowing he hadn’t seen Loki smile so much since they were much younger and things were less complicated.

It was about time the trickster was truly happy and you deserved that happiness to.

Look How Far We’ve Come

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Requested - Yes - anon - Can I request 20 and 31 on the 100 prompt list for Loki? 

Prompts - 20 - “I’m pregnant.” 31 -“About the baby… Its yours.”

A week.

That’s how late your period was.

A week.

A part of you was convinced you were pregnant, already you had come up with fifty different scenarios in which you told your ex-boyfriend Loki, more than half ending worse than the other.

Lack of communication and frustration had led to the pair of you splitting up, though that did not mean the two of you weren’t still hopelessly in love with one another.

A week and two days is how long you left it until you caved and bought a pregnancy test on the way back home to your apartment.

A week and four days is how long you left it until you finally took the test.

Pacing was good. It was the only thing you could do as you waited for the timer to beep.

If it said you were pregnant, there was no doubt in your mind you were keeping the baby, whether Loki wanted to or not.

The ringing of the timer cut you from your thoughts. You took a deep breath before picking the test up, a grin caught you by surprise as you read the results.

You were pregnant.

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You waited a few weeks just be safe and also because you were terribly nervous before telling Loki but you had a scan coming up in two weeks and wanted to at least give him the option of coming.

The morning sickness had drained you and you knew it showed, you looked paler and visibly more tired with dark circles even makeup couldn’t hide, not that you bothered any more. Sometimes it took all your energy to drag yourself from bed.

You’d arranged to meet Loki at a cafe you both used to frequent regularly, the older man, being over the moon to see you again, had readily agreed.

“Y/N.” Loki stood to greet you as you made your way over to him, planting a soft kiss onto your cheek.

“Hello, Loki.” You watched as he took in your features, concern written all over his face. The man was a master at hiding his emotions but sometimes he was an open book. Thor claimed that it was his love for you that made him so readable but you doubted it.

“Is everything alright, darling?” He asked after the two of you were sat, him pulling your chair out for you. Somethings never do change.

“I have something to tell you.” You began, taking a deep breath. “I’m pregnant.”

You watched as his face dropped, his concerned expression changing into one of almost disappointment. You tried not to let your eyes tear up but your emotions were all over the place at the moment.

“That’s wonderful news, Y/N.” He told you, plastering a fake smile onto his face. “I’m sure you and the father will do an excellent job.” That made your eyebrows knit together in confusion, why was he saying the father like it’s not-oh.

“Loki about the baby, it’s yours.”

Loki was silent for a long moment, eyes wide as he froze, still as a statue.

“It’s what?” He asked, voice barely a whisper.

“The baby’s yours. We’re having a baby, Lokes, and I understand if you want nothing more to do with me but if you want to see the baby I respect that and we can arrange something but if you don’t want anything to do with me or the baby that’s ok too.” You rambled, the speech you had prepared coming out faster than intended.

“Wow, slow down a moment, Y/N. Who said I wanted nothing to do with you or the baby?” He asked, confused.

“Well, with the breakup and everything-” you began but were quickly cut off.

“Y/N, I never wanted that breakup. Darling, I love you more than you could possibly know and that baby, God, I’m going to love that baby just as much as I love you. That breakup showed we have a lot to work on but I am willing to. It’s the reason I came today.” He told you and you were in shock. This was the best possible outcome that you hadn’t let yourself think about.

“You mean it?”

“Of course, I do. We’re having a baby, Y/N.” He grinned at you, standing up and pulling you up with him before wrapping his arms around you, you hugging back just as tightly. “We’re having a baby.”

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Loki kept his promises.

He went to every scan, got you every food item you needed, no matter how strange the combination, he read the books, held your hair back as you struggled through the morning sickness, held you every time you cried and reassured you that you’d be a great mom.

He held your hand. Letting you squeeze it even as he thought it would break, as you were in labour. Twelve long hours he doted on you, treating you like a queen, even as you cursed him for putting you there.

Twelve long hours until he held his baby girl in his arms for the first time, looking down at her like she was the entire world. But then his gazed shifted to you, the same look on his face.

He came and sat on the bed next to you, handing you the little girl who already looked so much like her father.

You were exhausted but you happily took your daughter and held her close, leaning into Loki's chest as he pulled you close.

“I am so proud of you, my darling.” He told you softly, leaning down to kiss your head.

“Thank you, I couldn’t have done it without you.” You laughed as you ran your thumb gently on the baby's cheek. “God, this day is perfect.”

“I think so too.” Loki agreed. “Which is why now is the perfect time to ask you this. Darling, you have made me a better man than I could ever have hoped to of been, you gave me the greatest gift and so much more. Y/F/N Y/L/N, will you do me the honour of being my wife?” Loki asked as he pulled a gorgeous ring out of his pocked. Immediately your eyes filled with tears.

“Loki!” You managed to choke out, a wide grin on your face. “God, of course I will.” You laughed as he let out a breath of relief before leaning down and kissing you.

Pulling back, he placed the ring on your finger and held you both close.

“My two girls, I love you both so much.”

“We love you too, sweetheart.

Best Lazy Day Ever.

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Requested - Yes - anon - Could I please get 16 with Bucky please? Fluff, minor minor angst and happy cheesy ending!! Thank you, love your work!

Prompts - “You met me at a very strange time in my life.”

The weather outside the tower was freezing but JARVIS, perfect as always, had the heating on just right. It had been a long few days for many in the tower, Bucky had slipped into flashbacks and nightmares which had left him tired, scared and on edge, fearing the Winter Soldier could make an appearance at any time.

The two of you were now curled up together in bed, Bucky’s head resting on your chest and you lazily ran your fingers through his hair. Though you were both exhausted, you’d only gotten a few hours sleep and decided silently that today was a lazy day. No getting up for anything other than toilet and snack breaks, a day spent cuddled together watching films on Bucky’s to watch list and enjoying each others company.

“‘M really sorry, doll.” Bucky murmured, you’d lost count of how many times he had apologised to you since coming back to himself. You’d known from the beginning, hell you’d known since before getting together, that there was going to be a lot of trauma attached to the man but you’d been determined to help him out as much as you could.

“I’ve told you over and over, you’ve nothing to apologise for. I’m here for you, Buck, nothings gonna change that.” You told him softly, placing a kiss of his forehead causing him to smile up at you.

“I love you so much, Y/N/N.” He whispered, shifting so he could press your lips together in a slow, lazy kiss.

“I love you too.” You breathed out, smiling against his lips.

“You get the snacks and I’ll set up the tv?” You asked. Bucky nodded, leaning up to give you one last kiss before he made his way out of the room and focused on his task. You quickly had JARVIS play the next film on the list. There were many on the list you yourself hadn’t had a chance to watch yet, whether it be because you were busy with school or finding out you had powers and were being recruited to join the Avengers, there just hadn’t been time so getting to enjoy them with Bucky was something you’d always treasure.

It wasn’t long before the two of you were back on the bed, cuddled together with the movie half way through. Things had been pretty silent with the exception of the occasional comment from both of you.

“You met me at a very strange time in my life.” Bucky said out of the blue. It took you a moment to completely register what he had said but when you did you looked away from the movie and up at the man next to you.

“What?” You asked, confusion written on your face.

“It’s just, when we met I still wasn’t sure who I really was, huh I don’t even know if I can say I know who I am know but I feel better than I did then. What I guess I’m saying is I’m glad I met you even if I didn’t know it then. You helped when you didn’t have to, stuck up for me when I didn’t know I needed it. I know I got Steve and I love him but he stayed because of the Bucky he knew then, you stayed for the broken man you met. Gosh doll, I’m no good with words but I just want you to know how glad I am for you.” He told you, not one bit of doubt in his words. Yours eyes were wide at his speech but before you could answer him, he continued. “I tried to plan this out ya know, make it romantic like Steve said but then Sam said I’d know the right moment and I think this is it. So Y/N, will you marry me?” He asked, pulling a ring out of his pants pocket.

You froze before your eyes moved from his to the ring. This was the last thing you had expected Bucky to ask you, not because you hadn’t hoped but because you didn’t know if it was something he had wanted. Your eyes filled with tears as you nodded your head madly.

“Yes, of course Bucky, Yes!” You exclaimed causing him too laugh and pull you into a kiss.

Safe to say it was one of the best lazy days you’d ever had.

The Terrible Talk

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Prompts - 125. “I’ve missed you so much.”

You’d met Tony Stark for the first time at a charity gala, what the charity was you couldn’t remember. Memories from that night were filled with Tony, from him bumping into you to the early morning where you fell into bed with each other. You had of course known about the man’s playboy reputation but you hadn’t cared at the time, thinking it would be a onetime thing. 

What you didn’t expect was for Tony Stark to show up, a year or so later, in the club you and your friends were at. What you really didn’t expect was for Tony Stark to seek you out, remembering you from that night long ago. The night ended the same as the last encounter.

You’d grown suspicious when seven months later Tony Stark had shown up at the same family run, hole in the wall cafe you frequented. You hadn’t noticed at first, eyes glued to your laptop as you typed your paper up, it wasn’t until he cleared his throat causing you to look up at him in shock, very obviously not expecting Tony to be sat across from you.

“Hey.” He’d smiled at you like an old friend who you hadn’t seen for a while.

“Hi?” You replied, confusion clear in your tone.

He had told you he knew about your work, told you it was brilliant but needed some work. You tried not to feel insulted as this, was stranger the right word here, began listing things that needed looking at. The speech finished with him offering you a job at Stark Industries in order to evolve your theory, working with some of the best tech in the world. 

It was a hard opportunity to pass on but you did.

“I didn’t sleep with you for you to offer me a job.” You had told him.

“I know.” He shrugged easily, “but turning this down is pretty stupid. Here’s my card, thinks about it.” With that Tony was gone.

It was a year before you saw Tony again. This time he met you in the library, you were shocked but didn’t let it show on your face. 

“So, funny how we keep meeting, huh?” He asked you with a cocky grin. 

“Yeah, funny.” You told him with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m here to talk about your paper on…” With that Tony launched into a speech on your paper on medical engineering and the advancements that could be made, along with the formulas to do so. “You won’t come work for me on your artificial intelligence work, at least come and work with the medical team, they’re always looking for ways to become more advanced and we could use your expertise.” 

There was an urge to decline again but you accepted. This was an opportunity and if you hated it, you’d leave. Tony was thrilled and started rambling about paper work and flights. 

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Tony had invited you for dinner a week after you’d started working for Stark Industries. You were over the moon you’d accepted the offer, working with some of the most advanced minds was insane but more than that having these conversations with people who understood you, instead of looking at you with a look of confusion.

Dinner with Tony Stark was an unusual affair, starting with the paparazzi and ending with the restaurant you definitely couldn’t afford with food you couldn’t pronounce. Other than the few abnormalities the night was amazing, you talked about your life, your research and in turn he told you about his. He told you about switching from weapons into the work they were focusing on now. 

The night ended differently to how your other nights with Tony had ended in the way that you fell into your own bed, alone, rather than with the older man. You didn’t regret it, not wanting people to get the wrong idea, but part of you mourned the loss.

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Dinner with Tony became a regular occurrence that led into movie nights in his cinema room, theatre trips or a stroll around Central Park. It was safe to say there was something between the two of you; you’d met his closest friends Rhodey, Pepper and Happy and he’d met the friends you had made since arriving in New York. 

There was no labels, no in depth talk about a relationship or exclusivity. No boundaries were created. Every time one of you braved bringing the conversation up it ended badly, or more specifically never even began in the first place. 

The first time he had tried to bring it up ended with an alert from JARVIS alerting him of an Avengers level threat in which you had to watch Tony from a TV screen almost die. When you had tried to bring it up Pepper had interrupted with papers for Tony to sign. All in all, it seemed the universe didn’t want you to have this conversation.

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You’d been working for Tony for eleven months when the argument came. Admittedly Tony and you knew it was bound to happen. Eleven months of dates, sex and an undiscussed relationship was going to led to this. 

“Just tell me what you want?!” You exclaimed in his workshop, the bots had moved to the side after the argument started heating up, beeping sadly.

“I, God, Y/N, I want this!” Tony shouted.

“This? What even is this? I mean we’re just to people who keep each other company!” You shot back.

“Seriously that’s what you-” Tony began but was quickly cut off.

“I don’t know what to think because we haven’t spoken! I’m not putting the blame on you alone but-”

“Sir, my apologies for interrupting but it seems there is an emergency that requires your attention. I have sent the location to your suit.” JARVIS’s voice filled the room and you couldn’t help but laugh because of course this was happening. You couldn’t even hate it because Tony was saving people.

“I have to go.” He said as he stepped into the suit.

“I know.” 

“Can we please talk later?” 

“I think I’m done talking.” You told him, turning to leave and though he called you back you kept walking. As the elevator doors shut you heard the whirl of the amour and let your head fall back.

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“You know,” Rhodey began as he stepped into your lab, “I’ve never seen Tony this way. I’ve known him since he was a scrawny teenager and even then, nothing like this. He misses you; you know?” 

“Rhodey,” you sighed, “trust me I want to be with him too-” 

“Then do it.” Rhodey said let it was the easiest, most obvious solution in the world and in theory it probably was but executing it was so much harder.

“I can’t. We can’t. Hell, we were practically together for eleven months but we never talked, I mean not about what we were.” You sat down in the seat next to you, suddenly feeling exhausted. You’d avoided Tony for a month and you admitted, only to yourself, that you missed him.

“Yeah that talk sucks. It’s a terrible talk to have but you need it, not just you and Tony but everybody in a relationship has to have that talk. Define the relationship, know where you stand with each other. It’s a ten-minute terrible talk that could lead to a life time of happiness.” Rhodey told you, moving to sit opposite you as he spoke. 

It was a crappy talk. Nobody wanted it, it was scary defining a relationship when you hardly knew what you wanted. Though you had shouted at Tony for saying it you knew what he meant when he said he wanted ‘this’. What you two had going was pretty great, had the potential to be even better with the talk.

“I’ll consider it.” You said before pretending to work.

“All I can ask for. See you around, Y/N.” Rhodey said, leaving you with your thoughts.

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“I’ve missed you so much.” Tony said taking you in his arms. You couldn’t help but melt into the embrace.  “C’mon, let’s talk.” He said, pulling away and leading the pair of you over to the sofa in his workshop.

And you did talk. You spoke about how you both liked each other, groaning over the fact you sounded like two school kids with a crush. You spoke about how you both liked what you had going, but you wanted it to be a real relationship, exclusive to only the two of you which Tony admitted he wanted to.

The two of you talked into the night, ordering take out and moving up to Tony’s floors and watching a movie. The two of you talked until you fell asleep in a mess of limbs on the sofa just after two in the morning.

It’s safe to say though the talk is scary, it is definitely worth it for a life-time of happiness.

He Was A Hero

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Febuwhump Prompt - I dreamt you were alive

Prompt - ‘He's a hero and one day it's going to kill him because his heart is too big, and he carries it in his hands, and no one can hold up the sky forever.’

No day was ever easy, not one day passed when you didn’t mourn those you’d lost, those who had been snapped away. Today was a bad day, today the weight of Peter being gone was weighing down painfully on you, it made it harder to breathe and all you wanted to do was stay in bed and hide away.

You dad stood in the doorway, arms crossed as he bit his lip. Tony knew just how you were feeling, that day on Titan replayed in his head every single day, watching as Peter turned to dust in his arms…no words could describe that feeling. Then he’d gotten home, barely, and the knot in his chest loosened, only slightly, as he saw you alive. He bundled you up in his arms and listened to you sob about how you thought he had died.

Then he had to tell you about Peter.

He watched as your eyes widened in disbelief as you let out a huff of laughter, shaking your head as you did. You told him Peter wasn’t dead, told him he wasn’t funny but Tony just looked at you sadly and you froze, tears running down your cheeks as you continued to shake your head, refusing to believe it but the sobs left your lips and you all but collapsed into his arms. The silence was the worst for him though, watching as you became a shell of yourself.

Eventually everybody settled into the new world but that didn’t mean the pain lessened, it just became a part of them.

“Hey baby,” Tony said from his spot against the door frame, he watched as you sniffed and shifted towards him, smiling shakily at him. “Come on, let’s go for a walk, just us.” He said, watching you nod before he gave you a minute to get up.

You watched as your dad left and despite the heavy weight that rested on your heart you couldn’t help but be relieved that he was alive, your dad was safe.

It wasn’t long before you were shrugging a coat on to ward against the autumn chill and heading downstairs, watching as your dad stood up and shot you a warm smile. It helped more than he knew, seeing him here, seeing him alive and happy even if Peter wasn’t here to see it.

“C’mon,” He said, leading you out of the cabin before he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you close.

The walk was nice, your cheeks flushed from the cold but it was exactly what you needed. No words were spoken between you and your dad, not at first but eventually he began talking and you were content to just listen.

“You know when I first found out about you I was terrified,” He told you with a laugh and you couldn’t help but smile over at him, “I was so scared and then I held you, this little girl, the whole world, my whole world in the palm of my hands. I knew I couldn’t let you down then, god you were barely an hour old and had me wrapped around your little finger.” He laughed, looking over at you and hardly believing you were that same little girl.

He squeezed you gently in his arms, pressing you further against him so he could press a kiss against your head.

“It’s hard without him, I know it is kid, but you’ve gotta be brave. You’ve got to know he loved you so much, he thought the world of you, as he should’ve.” Tony chuckled coming to a halt when he saw tears falling down your cheeks and he cupped your face letting his thumbs gently brush them away. “He’d be so proud to see you now, Y/N/N.”

You couldn’t stop the tears falling down your face at your dad's words, stepping closer to him so you could bury your head in his chest as he wrapped his arms around you. You clung to him, feeling like if you let go of him everything would slip away. It was like he was your only grip on reality and that thought had you tightening your grip on him.

“I’m so proud of you, baby.” He whispered against your hair causing you to take a sharp, deep breath in as you choked on more tears. “You’re so strong, Y/N/N, so brave.”

Tony continued his words of praise until you were gasping for breath, the world around you feeling like it was going to fall from out below your feet at any second.

“I love you so much, baby.” Tony told you, pulling away and cupping your cheeks in his hands again, looking you right in the eyes.

“I love you too,” You managed to choke out, feeling like you were going to drown in your tears.

You let out another choked sob as you felt the world actually shift, felt it shake around you and your eyes locked onto your dad’s, your hands clinging to him as you looked at him, fear in your eyes.

“It’s ok, baby, you’re gonna be ok.” He told you before you were plunged into darkness and only seconds later your eyes flew up as you sat up violently, gasping as you tried to catch your breath.

“Hey, hey, you’re ok,” You heard a voice say softly, a hand running comfortingly up and down your back but you couldn’t make out who it was, your head felt dizzy as you sat there trying to find your breath. “You’re ok, I’ve got you, just breathe, that’s it, deep breath in, that’s it, that’s it.”

Finally it felt like you could finally breathe again, the dizziness finally going as the world around you steadied.

“You’re ok,” the voice said again, causing you to stiffen before your head shot around to see Peter sitting up on the bed, eyes still heavy with sleep as he focused his attention on you.

“Peter?” You gasped, feeling your eyes widen as you struggled to grasp a hold of reality.

You watched Peter’s face turn sympathetic, a sad smile spreading across his lips as he continued to rub your back.

“Yeah, it’s me, it’s Peter.” He told you, keeping his voice soft and low as he spoke.

He watched as you went through a range of emotions before your face crumbled and you started to sob. He gently shifted the two of you so he was resting against the top of the bed and you were laying against his chest, tears soaking his shirt.

Peter continued to talk softly, not saying anything in particular just keeping up a steady stream of words that you could cling to to help ground you back to reality and away from whatever you were dreaming about, Peter having a pretty good guess that it was about the blip.

It felt like hours before you stopped crying, sniffing against Peter’s shirt before you pulled away from him and sat with your legs crossed on the bed, hand darting forward to hold Peter’s.

He smiled at you as best he could with the worry running through him, giving it a squeeze.

“You ok?” He asked quietly.

“I’m sorry,” You told him shakily, sniffing as you blinked back more tears.

“Don’t apologise, you’re fine.” Peter assured you as he brought your hand up to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss to it.

“It was so real, you were gone but,” Here you paused to blink harshly, “my dad was back, Pete, I had my dad back.”

The pain in your chest came back ten times worse as you recalled the dream, recalled the words your dad had said to you.

“I’m so sorry,” Peter said to you as he squeezed your hand again.

You just shook your head, not daring to open your mouth again, knowing that if you did you’d just start crying again. You looked at Peter, a shaky smile making its way onto your face, thanking god he was alive.

It seemed like you couldn’t win, when Peter had died you still had your dad but now you had Peter back and your dad was dead.

Eventually you managed to fully get your breathing under control, managed to blink away all the tears. You felt exhausted now that you had finally calmed down, felt dizzy as the dream felt so real, real enough that it messed with your whole reality.

“Go back to sleep,” you told Peter, watching as he frowned at you. “I’m just gonna head outside for some air.” Peter’s face shifted into understanding as he nodded at you, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“If you need me,” he began but you cut him off with a nod.

“Thank you.” You whispered and quietly made your way out of your bedroom. Once you stepped foot downstairs you paused, your dream leaking back into reality as you remembered seeing your dad standing, waiting for you.

You blinked hard before you grabbed a coat and left the cabin, shivering against the cold air but found it helped. You walked the same trail you had in your dream, feeling empty as you continued to look to the side, expecting to see your dad there smiling over at you.

Your heart ached as you ended up at the lake.

You sat down on the dock, letting your legs dangle over the edge as you looked out into the water. How many times had you sat here with your dad after the blip, just the two of you sitting together in silence and now you sat alone, nothing but his memories keeping you company.

“I dreamt you were alive,” you said quietly, eyes locked onto the water, “it felt so real, you know? Peter was gone and you were alive and I was so crushed, I didn’t think I could ever feel worse than I did when Pete died,” you told the water with a sad chuckle, “and then you just had to be the hero and prove that I could feel ten times worse.”

The silence around you sounded so painfully loud.

“I hate that you did that.” You said through gritted teeth, “I hate that I wasn’t even surprised you did it, hate that you left me here. I got Peter back and I am always going to be grateful for that, everyday of my life, but I need you too.” You sobbed.

“I need you, the world, it doesn’t seem right without you here. I just really miss you, dad. I really hate that Steve used the last of the serum because if I could I’d go back in time and change that day…I’d do anything to change that day.”

It felt nice to talk, even if nobody was listening. It felt like you could lean your head down and it would land on your dad’s shoulder even though you knew it never would again. It had been so long since you’d spoken to him but doing it felt, it felt as right as it could when he couldn't be here with you.

You didn’t know how long you sat outside for but you knew it was long enough for the sky to change from inky blue to golden yellows and soft pinks as the sun rose.

“Here you go,” A voice said, startling you out of your thoughts.

You looked up as Peter sat next to you, holding two mugs in his hands and offering one of them to you. You shot him a grateful smile as you took the hot drink from him and took a small sip.

“How you feeling?” Peter asked softly after a few minutes of silence.

You didn’t have an answer for him, not a good one anyway because there really were no words that could sum up just how bad losing your dad felt.

“I really miss him.” You told him instead because that was the truest thing you could say.

“I miss him too,” Peter told you, “I’m really sorry.”

“He was always going to die saving the world, I always knew that. He was a hero,” You told Peter with a wet laugh, a smile spreading across your face, “He was a hero.”

“Yeah he was.” Peter said quietly, looking out at the water as you lowered your head onto his shoulder. Peter smiled down at you, pressing a soft kiss to your hair as he wrapped an arm around your waist.

“I’m glad you’re alive.” You told him, voice so soft he barely caught it but the words had him huffing out a laugh.

“Me too, Y/N/N, and I have Mr Stark to thank for that.” Peter had sworn long ago to do anything and everything he could to make Tony proud but since coming back he did everything he could to keep that promise, including keeping you safe.

The two of you sat outside for a long time, heavy hearts as memories played in your heads but you weren’t alone and you knew you couldn’t lose Peter, not again, because not having your dad around was, words couldn’t describe how devastating that was, but losing them both, you didn’t think you’d survive it.

“I love you,” You told him, breaking the silence that had settled between the two of you.

“I love you too, Y/N/N,” Peter whispered back, his hand taking your chin and guiding you up to his lips where he pressed a soft kiss upon yours, “so much.”

No, you knew you wouldn’t survive losing Peter again and you vowed to do everything you could so that you never had to live in a world where you didn’t have Peter Parker in your life.

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Why Are You Up?

Pairing: Tony x F!Reader x Morgan

Summary: Morgan walks downstairs of the lake house to see Tony working on something in the lounge. You listen to the conversation from the top of the stairs

Morgan walks into your room to climb onto her father's empty side of the bed. "Dad's up again." you nod, getting out of bed and picking her up. You carry her out and drop her on the ground at the top of the staircase. "Go get information out of him." She walks downstairs and sits on the last step to see your husband working on something.

"Why are you up?" Morgan asks, making Tony look at her. "'Cause I've got some important shit going on here!" He leans against the arm rest of the couch. Morgan tilts her head with her eyebrows furrowed. "Don't tell Mum I said that word."

"Why?"

"Because she claimed that word." you walk downstairs with Morgan and Tony standing up. "Damn right I claim that word." you smile at them as Tony picks her up and places her on his hip. "Can I have a cheeseburger?" She asks. "We can cheeseburgers tomorrow." you say. You walk upstairs and into your bedroom.

Tony drops Morgan on the bed. She crawls up it and settles on Tony's side. "Scoot." He nudges her. She shakes her head. Tony looks at me as if you can do something. "Don't look at me. She doesn't get her stubbornness from her mother." I comment.

Morgan chuckles, rolling herself over to be in the middle. Tony settles of where she was and pulls the blankets over the three of you. "You're making waffles tomorrow morning." you close your eyes. "Why am I making them?" He asks.

"Because you said the word I claimed and woke our daughter up."

Hello!!!! Could I get a doctor who and marvel matchup/ship? I’m female/straight. I’m 5’1, athletic build, with long black wavy hair, brown eyes, tanned skin, and cat eye glasses. Im a Slytherin, Leo and chaotic neutral. I’m quite the lone wolf and extremely independent but I can be outgoing with very close friends. I’m creative, independent, confident in my own skin, and quite laid back. However, if someone tries to control my thoughts and actions I can be very stubborn. I have a sarcastic and witty sense of humor and love banter. I love art, digital art, video effects/vfx, video game design and graphic design. Literally anything to do with art combined with technology I adore. I also love kickboxing and strength training. I love playing video games and watching all sorts of movies (sci fi being my favorite). I don’t physically read much but I love audiobooks. I also love conspiracy theory, sci fi and true crime podcasts. Thank you!

Yay! A Doctor who matchup! Now, I feel like I have to apologize, because I haven't seen all of Doctor who, I think I ended somewhere in 3rd season, so I don't know many of the characters. But do not fret! I match you with:

9th Doctor

I think your personality coresponds best with the 9th Doctor.

He himself is quite the lone wolf, but your personality intrigues him so much he takes you on board as his companion.

He would genuinely enjoy being around someone as independent and laid back as you. He also very much apreciates your creativity, because I'm sure it's come in handy multiple times.

Your stubborness might cause you some problems or cause you two to fight sometimes, because Doctoor has the tendency to order you, when you two are in danger. Usually it's something along the lines of "You go back to the Tardis, I'll handle it here." if you listen or not is up to you.

You two would be such a power couple. Evenm in the middle of danger, your teasing and bickering would not cease. I can see the faces of other people/aliens staring back at you like "Is this funny to them??"

If you love art, the Doctor has no problem taking you back in time to meet your favourit artists, god knows he's friends with at least half of them.

He'll also love anything you create and would boast to anyone who would want to listen about his talented s/o.

When I tell you this man would be awed by your fighting skills, I mean it. He sees you kick some alien butt and man's like (0o0)

When you two aren't running around time and space, you can teach him how to play videogames, although I don't think he'd be a big fan of them. He'd much more like tinkering with Tardis while listening to some podcasts or audio books, while you draw or train. He'll like conspiracy theories and might even spark an idea to go and debunk them. As for true crime, I don't think he'd be into that genre either. He's seen so much death and destruction, it just doesn't do it for him. If you let him choose, he'll put on some classic comedy stuff, maybe listen to stand up.

Tony Stark

Tony and yours personalities also would go really well together.

He loves your independence and confidence, he finds it very hot, if I may be so bold :P

You both are very creative, so he often comes to you to help him with some designs and other stuff, because he likes to compare his genious ideas with the ideas of others. Y'know, to get a look from a fresh pair of eyes, that haven't been hunched over the project for weeks.

It's quite rare that Tony would try to control you or your actions, mostly in danger, like the 9th Doctor. Again, it's up to you whether you'll listen to him or not, but remember, he's doing it to save you from injury or worse, death.

Again, you two would be such a power couple. The rest of the Avengers can only shake their heads tiredly when they hear you two coming down the hall, already hearing you two bickering back and forth. And the smug smiles on both of your faces, my god -_-

Expect Tony to take you to galeries and art exhibitions and for him to buy you the best drawing equipment there is. He loves your passion for technology.

He likes the fact your into combat, at least he doesn't have to worry about you that much. you know, he has a lot of enemies, it's very much probable you'll get jumped.

Videogame nights are a must, he loves the competitive ones and horror ones and will buy the newest games and consoles.

I think Tony is the type of person who would relax to podcasts or audiobooks more than work to them, because he has to concentrate a lot while working. He's not really interested in conspiracy theories or true crime, if you let him choose, he'll pick most likely somethimg philosophical or a classic.

Tony Stark X Fem!Reader

The Bride of Billionaire

Summary: Your ex-fiancé barge in the wedding trying to bring you back, luckily your friends got your back.

Warning: none, fluff

You look at mirror seeing yourself in white dress, you try to bring the tears back in but you couldn’t help it because your marrying your soon-to-be-husband.

“Hey it’s still early to cry.” Wanda said wiping the tears with the tissue. “Sorry, I’m just… couldn’t help it.” You sniff. Natasha look at you while fixing up the dress to make it look nicer. “I’m happy to see Tony being loyal to you. I mean he was a playboy before but not anymore when he lay eyes on you.” Wanda giggle from her compliment.

She look at the clock from the wall “It’s almost time, ready?” She use her power to bring the bouquet from the table as it floated toward you. You sigh happily grab the bouquet “Yes, let’s go.” You exit out the dressing room and see your father waiting for you at the double doors where the alter lead.

“Hey dad.” You smile at him and he smile back, you notice his lips quiver and tears about to fall out from his eyes. You wipe the tears with your finger “Y-Your so beautiful, I’m so happy for you sweetie.” You chuckle.

“Thanks dad.” He wipe his tears away before he wrap one of his arm around yours. You heard the choral music begin to play as the double doors wide open.

You and your father walk in the alter, all of your relatives and friends look at you happily. “Good luck my child.” Your father let go of you walking to his seat where your mother save a seat for him.

You look at Tony smiling at you, you made it on the alter and look at him with a smile. “You look beautiful babe.” He smile. “Thank you, you look handsome too.” You chuckle.

“Ladies and gentlemen” the preist announced to the audience. “We are gathered here today for the glorious union of Tony Stark and Y/n L/n.” He look at the couple.

“Shall we begin the vows?” Tony grab your hand to his and begin to speak “My love, I promise in all my life that I will cherish you, honor you, and keep you in health from the sickness. I will protect you in all my life no matter the cost.”

“Tony, my love, I promise in all my life that I will cherish you, honor you, and keep you in health from the sickness. I will protect you in all my life no matter the cost.” you smile.

“May we have the rings?” The priest requested. Your little cousin held the pillow of rings to you both. “Do you Tony Stark take Y/n as your wife?” The priest declares.

“I do.” Tony grab the rings from the pillow, you nod at him allowing him to slip the ring. “And do you Y/n L/n take Tony Stark as your husband?” You nod your head “I do.” You slip the ring to him.

“Now, before we began, does anyone object to this union and not let them to be together?” Everyone stay silence. “With the power of vested in me, I pronounced you-“

SLAM!

The double doors slam open creating loud noise, the audience look over meeting a random guy wearing white attire. He pant heavily staring at you both.

“Winston?” Tony look at you “You know him?” You sigh “He’s… my ex-fiancé who cheated on me.” You answer.

“Y/n! I’m here for you! Come back to me! I change I promise! I promise I’ll-“ “Why would I go back to a bastard like you who cheated on me with a random women.” You growl.

Winston about to take a step but Sam and Steve block his path. “Hey! Get out of my way!” He growl. “She said she doesn’t want to see you. Get the hell out.” Sam and Steve push him out and shut the doors and lock it so Winston won’t barge in.

“Continue father.” Tony said. The priest nod his head “I pronounced you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride.” You and Tony kiss each other as the audience clapped their hands cheering at you two.

Hiii so i’m having a hard time writing atm so if y’all could send in prompts i’d really appreciate it 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

- Liz

edit: i just realised i quite literallly have writers block lmao

Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s Daughter (The Early Years)

Tony Stark x daughter!reader

warnings:

a/n: i’d like to think y/n was born around the year of 2000 in this, so around 8 when the first iron man took place, i guess this takes place all the way until right before avengers 1

prompt: y/n is tony’s daugher, takes place from about ages 0-12

The Teenage Years (2) The Intense Years (3) The Aftermath (4) Continued (5)

let’s face it: tony has no damn clue what he’s doing

your mom just kind of dropped you off at his house and left

“sir, the probability of that child being yours is very high”

“yeah, thanks for that, JARVIS”

pepper and happy being confused as hell because nobody knows what to do with you

obadiah stane was even a little bit skeptical of the whole thing

“well, we can’t just get rid of her”

“maybe we should get a dna test?”

yep, you were tony’s

although he didn’t know a thing about fatherhood, he decided this was a chance to be better than his dad

NOTHING in his house got baby-proofed

pepper and happy became reluctant babysitters at odd hours

but they grew to love you

quality time with dad

“is she holding a screwdriver?!” -pepper

“yeah, uh, she’s having a lot of fun with it” -tony

as you got older, you’d randomly wander into his shop and scare the bejesus out of him

“woah! how’d you get down here, kiddo?”

tony had to get JARVIS to keep an eye on you because if there’s trouble, you’ll find it

your first word was happy

“oh, my god, she said my name! did you hear that?”

“she meant happy like the emotion”

“really? you’re gonna tell me what she meant? it’s my name, end of discussion”

JARVIS taught you how to count and your ABC’s and yes you were homeschooled by an AI and your genius father

missing your dad during his parties

but he’d take you to meetings and dress you up all nice

there are a lot of paparazzi pictures of you looking your cutest for the camera

uncle rhodey

rhodey honestly thinks you’re adorable

“tell your dad that i’m cooler than him, got it?” *fist bump*

“uncle rhodey says he’s cooler than you.”

“he said what?!”

he covers your ears when he swears

but you still hear it and you giggle

tony turned you into a hard rock fan early on

ac/dc, black sabbath, guns n roses, led zeppelin and all that

you are mini him

“y/n, i got you a present!”

“lemme see, lemme see!”

“matching black sabbath shirts! now, can you tell me who sings in black sabbath?”

“OZZYYYYYY!!!” (cue you doing the sign of the horns with ur tiny hands 🤘🤘)

he’s never been prouder

you always pick out the goofiest ties for presents and he always gets so happy opening them

“for me? you shouldn’t have.” *opens gift*

“do you like it?”

*trying not to cry at the tie with his face on it* “i LoVe It”

he wears it to meetings and brags about you

you apprentice with him in the shop

your first creation was a tiny robot that’s only purpose was to roll around and say “boo” at random

when he disappeared you didn’t exactly understand what was going on because no one would tell you

they just said he was on a business trip

their hearts broke every time you asked “where’s dad?”

the man sobbed when he came back, you were just super happy to see him

burger king run

he let you see the iron man suit

you thought it was awesome

“i want one, too!”

“maybe one day, sweetheart”

the sports car that tony wrecked was your favorite and he promised he’d give it to you when you could drive but...it’s crushed now so...

yeah so tony started getting a bit more protective over you after the iron man suit was built and made happy watch over you while he kicked some ass

(fast forward to iron man 2)

meeting natalie rushman (natasha romanoff) and watching her take down happy in half a second

“can she teach me that?”

“no.” -tony, pepper, happy

“yes.” -natalie

spectating the insanity of monaco

basically getting into your own type of trouble to “help”

maybe not the best idea to throw rocks at a bad guy

insisting on getting your own suit

“nope. no way. not gonna happen, kid.”

you flipped justin hammer the bird and earned a high five from tony

going to uncle rhodey to tell him you want to be a superhero “just like him and dad”

🥺 <- rhodey after you called him a superhero

“follow your dreams, kiddo”

you built half a suit before anyone noticed

“what did i tell you about making a suit? i said ‘no.’ god, i can’t even be mad it looks awesome, my daughter’s a genius! but you’re grounded.”

that’s all i’ve got for now