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You can always tell who’s team iron man or team cap by the way they describe Civil War. It’s either a complex breakdown about freedom from the government or “iron man got jumped”

Fuck it. I've been procrastinating getting a list of fandoms up for any asks or prompts anyone is willing to send in. Been stressed with school but I'm failing anyways so fuck it.

FANDOMS

Sherlock (BBC)

Sherlock Holmes

John Watson

Mycroft Holmes

Lucifer (TV show)

Lucifer Morningstar

Chloe Decker

Ella Lopez

Mazikeen

Avengers

Tony Stark

Peter Parker

Natasha Romanoff

Steven Strange

My Chemical Romance

Gerard Way

Ray Toro

Frank Iero

Mikey Way

And uhhhh, maybe some matchups? If anyone wants those??

Stuff I can do for ya: headcanons, imagines, oneshots, matchups... If I'm missing anything lemme know.

Shit I will NOT do: INCEST🤢, smut (if you guys behave then maybe I'll let this one slide😏), and I won't do a request if you're an asshole about it😊!

I'll update this sooner or later😉

Animal Instinct (Tony Stark x Reader)

Request: Hi! Could I request prompts 64 and 90 for Tony Stark? Thank you!

Words: 1836

Characters/Pairings: Tony x reader, Bruce Banner, Wanda, Vision, Animals

Warnings: A little angst, fluff, cursing

(Y/N) lounged in the comfy daybed nestled in the corner of the bright, spacious room. A book was resting on her knees and flowers danced in her hair. The room was designed to fit her personality – and powers. 

“Mr. Dougal, I already told you, I just fed you.” Her voice rang through the air like wind chimes.

“But Celia ate half!” A tiny voice buzzed from a glass tank on a stand next to the bed. 

“And I feed you both enough to split it,” She told the ornery Leopard gecko. A small humph sounded, along with the scuttle of claws on the basking rock. (Y/N) chuckled before returning to her book.

Animals and plants. That was her power. Talking to animals had come as naturally to her as it had with talking to people. Her parents had pulled her out of school at a young age, for the fear that their child would be ostracized. 

Not long after, she was sprouting flowers from nowhere. Flowers grew in any space they could. From the walls of her bedroom to the banister of the stairs. That was when her parents realized their daughter wasn’t just imaginative. She was a freak. 

   The first chance they had, they shipped her off to some facility for the mentally disturbed. It was there, seventeen years later, at the age of 26, did Tony Stark and Steve Rodgers find her.

   The two heroes showed up when they caught word that the headmaster of the facility was using some of the residents with gifts like hers to rob high profile banks. They saved her. Gave her a home. Gave her a reason to live.

She smiled to herself as she recalled that day when the metal door to her dark cell opened to reveal her salvation.

“Smiles like that might make someone think you're trying to seduce them.” An arrogant voice called from the doorway. She smirked. It took a long time for her to even be able to smile, let alone smirk.

“Only you, Mr. Stark. You’re the only one I’d try to seduce.” Flirting had only just become a part of her social arsenal. “Now, what is it you want? You never come to my room unless you want something.” She set down her book and leveled him with a steady smile.

“You know me too well…” He rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. “Listen, it’s for science.”

She rolled her eyes. “It’s always for science, with you.” Nevertheless, she stood from her bed, the cat lounging next to her giving her a disgruntled glare.

“I was comfy.”

“Too bad, your Majesty.” The woman waved the Russian Blue off. Turning her attention to Tony she said, “Lead the way, Mr. Stark.”

“How many times do I have to tell you to call me Tony? Mr. Stark makes me feel… I don’t know. Old.”

She chuckled and linked her arm with his as they walked down the hall to the elevator. “Just a few more, Mr. Old Man Stark.” He grunted at her.

Bruce was already waiting for them when they arrived at the lab. He gave (Y/N) a kind smile and thanked her for coming.

“So, what do we have in store for today?” She tilted her head. Bruce observed the slight color change on Tony’s cheeks as the bachelor watched his female companion, their arms still linked and he breast lightly brushing his arm. Bruce hid his smirk by taking a quick sip of coffee.

“Just some normal stuff, hooking you up to some machines and monitoring the energy waves around you when you use your powers.” Tony stiffly removed his arm from her hold. A small frown took over her face at the awkward action.

“Okay, need me to undress?” She asked Bruce. Next to her, Tony was as still as a board. His heart racing in his chest, hoping she couldn’t sense it with whatever power she had. She could.

“Yes, please. There are some gowns in the other room you can change into.” Bruce waved her to the door to their right. Giving him a nod, she made her way to the room, wondering what was wrong with Tony. 

Once she was gone, Bruce whipped around to smirk at Tony. The man raised a brow at his friend’s strange look.

“What? What?” Tony crossed his arms, shifting from foot to foot. He looked everywhere but at Bruce.

“You know what, Tony! You like her!” Bruce laughed.

“I do not!” Tony scoffed, “She’s like a sister to me!”

“Last I checked, brothers don’t usually drool at the idea of their sisters undressing.” Bruce sassed back.

Tony sputtered, searching for a comeback but failing. What could he say? That the girl he saved just a year ago ended up being the reason he got up in the morning? Just so he could see that sunshine smile and glittering eyes that lit up his world.

“Hey, man, don’t worry about it. She likes you, too.” Bruce reassured him, noticing the increasing panic in the genius’ eyes. Tony’s head snapped up.

“S-she does? Well- well should I- should I ask her out?” Never before had Tony Stark felt so nervous but excited at the same time. Normally, he’d be suave and seductive, but all of that was replaced with butterflies when he thought of the gifted woman.

“To be honest I could care less,” Bruce shrugged. “I just want these stolen glances and longing sighs to stop.”

“What do think this is? Some sappy, low-budget romcom? Or a fanfiction written by some lonely 19-year-old girl?” Tony tightened his stance, biting his lip.

“Okay, that was oddly specific, but no. Just tell her how you feel and get it over with.”

Tony was going to reply when the door to the other room opened. (Y/N) stepped out dressed in the stiff, boxy hospital gown, not showing an ounce of the curves Tony loved so much. She gave them a smile and hopped onto the examination table.

Bruce gave Tony a look and moved to the machine. “Alright, (Y/N), Tony’s going to hook you up and we can begin.” Tony’s head whipped to Bruce, who simply smiled. 

Tensely, Tony took the stick nodes and began sticking them to her temples and chest, careful not to touch her skin.

She noticed his aversion to touch her. When she linked arms with him, and now when he was fixing her up to the machine.

“Are you alright, Mr. Stark?” She asked, tilting her head to look up at his shadowed face. He grunted in reply, not an affirmation but not a denial. Her brows furrowed.

After setting her up and a few tests, (Y/N) was dressed again and storming to her room, slamming the door. It could be heard around the entire compound.

“Jeez, who was that?” Wanda asked as she enters the kitchen with Vision, Tony, and Bruce already there. Bruce just glared at Tony who only looked down at his bowl of cereal.

“Ugh! Who does he think he is? Every time I try to get closer to him, past flirting, he just shoots me down! Like, if you don’t like me, then just tell me! Rather than just letting me hope needlessly that we would ever be anything!” (Y/N) was pacing her room, animals watching her move from their tanks and perches.

“Maybe he’s scared of you?” Harper the crested gecko spoke.

“Or he’s just shy.” Nesta the Hedgehog piped in.

“Hah, Tony? Scared, shy? Not likely!” (Y/N) chucked a stuffed flower at the wall, a gift from the matter of debate. She paused, staring at that smiling cartoon face adorning the flower. 

“You like him, don’t you?” Mr. Dougal asked.

“I do… I like him a lot…” She hung her head. “I’ve never felt this way for anyone before. I’m scared of the outcome should I ever admit my feeling to him.”

The animals were silent as she slumped onto a beanbag chair, her head hanging back.

Hours passed with her staring at her ceiling, thinking about that damn billionaire, playboy philanthropist. Her animals had long abandoned her for their warm cubbies and hiding holes. The flowers growing has also closed up for the night.

A knock at the closed door had her finally looking away from the white ceiling, her eyes burning a bit. She hefted herself up and dragged her feet to the door, not really in the mood for company.

“Yes?” She asked tiredly.

“Hey…”

She stopped at the sound of his voice. She took a step back. 

“What do you want? Here to show me how much you actually don’t like being around me?” She sounded so pathetic to her own ears. But she couldn’t hide the disappointment anymore.

“Wha- no. No, of course not. Why would you- why would you think that?” He was shocked. Was that what she really thought of him? That he doesn’t like her?

“Well, you’re always stiff and awkward and you never want to… touch me…” She sniffed rubbing a hand over her nose, hiding her face with her hair. “I thought we were- I thought you wanted something more, from all the flirting… But I guess I was wrong…”

“(Y/N) …” Tony reached for her but hesitated. Would she even want to be touched by him? Maybe not… But… Tossing caution to the wind, Tony pulled her into a tight embrace. 

“I know- I know I’m not the most pleasant guy to be around. But you’re always so… caring. You care more about me than I do for myself. And I – I love that about you. I don’t hate you… in fact… “He took a deep breath, “I love you so fucking much.” He buried his face in her hair, refusing to see her expression.

“T-Tony…” Tears leaked from her eyes, dropping like liquid diamonds into his chest. His arc reactor seeming to glow brighter. Her arms constricted tighter around his torso, her lips pressing into his neck.

Her hair, running his fingers down her spine. Goosebumps rose in their wake. She shook her head, pressing herself closer to his body.

“It doesn’t matter anymore… Just knowing the man I love, loves me back… it’s enough.” A small smile grew on her face. His fingers brushed her cheek, drawing her to look up at him. His eyes were like fire and the intensity burned her to the core.

His eyes dropped down to her lips, his gaze causing her to lick her lips. Biting her lip, she rose closer to his face. It was all he needed to crush his lips against hers in a searing kiss that imprinted both of their souls.

Down the hall whispers and cheers could be heard. 

“About time!” Sam’s voice called. Breaking apart, Tony rolled his eyes and tilted his head up, talking into the room.

“JARVIS, set off the sprinklers in the hall.”

“Yes, sir.”

Screams filled the hall.

Love Is Blind Masterlist

Summary: You join an experiment for Shield Corp’s new dating app. You must see if you can find the one to spend your life with sight unseen. Your heart is set on Someone, but will your differences outweigh your love? Will you stand at the alter and say I DO?

Loki-

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Steve-

Tony-

Thanks for the recommendation @lilacprincessofrecovery. I always love to explore the fluffier sides of Tony.

Thinking of making this a series. Please let me know what you all think.

*Tony and Y/n have been together for a few months*

Y/n walked into her bedroom in a trance, exhausted from long hours in her kitchen perfecting her Easter treats. The largest order she’s ever made, of course supplying for your boyfriend’s holiday charity gala would require an outrageous amount of sweets. This was her moment to shine and grab the attention of the big wigs of NYC to boost her business.

After hours of decorating cookies and molding chocolates, Y/n was covered in sugary goop. Her hair had pastel shades of the rainbow mixed in from icing and edible luster dust. Stripping out of her sugar coated clothes she looked in the mirror, noticed the messy knots in her hair and the chocolate that got into places it shouldn’t be. She was a mess.

On days like today, when she’s tired, stressed, and completely overworking herself, she has a bad tendency to harshly criticize herself. Having sampled the sweets non-stop for the last week she looked hard for any new fat rolls or stretch marks. Her hands run over her curves in a very judgmental way, inspecting for the smallest increase in weight. She’d pick at her face, the dark circles prominent from lack of sleep. She’d pick herself apart and ask how she could fool herself into thinking that she could be worthy of anyones love, let alone her perfect boyfriend.

The Tony Stark. The billionaire, playboy, philanthropist himself settled down in a committed relationship, and with you a 26 year old baker who wears a size 22. He had models that threw up more than they ate and looked like the wind could blow them away. But he always made sure you felt like the most precious woman in the world. On good days when you were your confident self he’d take you out, he couldn’t take his hands off you. Arms around your belly when talking to someone else, and rubbing your arm or resting on your thigh while driving. And the looks he’d give you from across the room while he was supposed to be talking with business associates, like he was a kid looking at a lifetime supply of his favorite candy, and he had just won it.

But what made her love him even more was how he treated her on her bad days. On days like today, when she let the voice in her head tell her she was worthless and unlovable, Tony made it a point to prove her wrong. He’d order in her favorite food, fuck the calorie counts and portions controls, his girl wanted comfort food and she was gonna get all of it. He’d order her dinner and pour her a drink, letting her fill her stomach before he drew her a bath and lets her soak her cares away. He’d set up her favorite playlist and set a new book out for her to read while she soaks and refills her glass to the top. On really bad days he’d even join you, he’d sit behind you in the water and just hold you while you cried, kisses to you neck and shoulders and whispers of loving words reminding you that you were perfect to him.

Once her muscles and her mind were relaxed he’d scratch and rub her back and then cuddle her until she fell asleep, whispering more loving words into her ear, while caressing every bit of fat on her body, until he fell asleep himself.

“Cupcake?” Tony looked at her reflection in the mirror from the doorway of her bedroom. She was so in her own self deprecating world that she didn’t even hear him come home. “Is it a cuddle night baby?”

She just nodded holding back tears of shame. He stepped towards her, cupping her round cheeks in his large warm hands. He smiled at her with love in his eyes.

“Ok baby, let me run the bath.” He was determined to remind her again and again just how perfect she was, and he always would.

God she loved him.

POV: Y/N Stark...

Anxiety Attack|Tony Stark x Reader

TW: mentions of anxiety and a small mention of PTSD

Living with anxiety isn't easy. It affects your daily life when it gets really bad. Fortunately, your boyfriend Tony doesn't know about your struggles with anxiety, so it isn't a burden to him. For the most part, your relationship with the billionaire has had barely any anxiety attacks on your part. Of course, with Tony having PTSD, he's had his fair share of anxiety and panic attacks, but he doesn't know that you struggle with them as well.

So, as you sit on your shared bed while rocking back and forth, hands in your hair, eyes shut tight, chest heaving up and down as you hyperventilate, you pray that he doesn't walk in. Unfortunately, you hear the door open, footsteps approaching you, and a loud sob escapes your lips. Familiar arms wrap themselves around you and pull you into his lap. You wrap your arms around his neck, shoving your face into the crook of his neck, and cry as he holds you.

A few minutes pass and you finally calm down. A few sniffles here and there, but you've finally calmed down. Neither you or Tony say anything for a while. He silently holds you and you lay your head against his shoulder.

"How long?" he asks. "Since I was a kid. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to burden you" you say quietly. You hear him sigh and push you back enough to look you in your eyes. His thumb wipes away a stray tear that cascades down your face. "Never, ever think you are a burden to me, sweetheart. Alright? I love you and I want to be here for you, just as you have for me." You nod and he pulls you close again.

That's how the two of you stay for the rest of the night. You in his arms and him holding you.

finding out making up whole detailed scenarios with fictional characters in your head is a “sign of mental illness”

Could you write a fic where the reader is Stark’s daughter and he catches her and Peter fooling around in her room/main room whilst they think he is out?

caught in a web of kisses

pairings: peter parker x f!reader, tony stark x daughter!reader

brief: (requested!) misunderstandings and compromising situations with peter lead to a whole of cackling and screaming throughout the stark tower compound. a brief look into the life of y/n stark and your struggles with your stupidly overprotective dad and chaotically cute boyfriend.

tags: humour. fluff. borderline crack fic. "enemies" to lover. established relationship.

a/n: thank you so much for requesting! i appreciate it :) it always makes fills me with so much joy to know someone seeks out my writing <3

requests are open!

wc: 1.4k

Perhaps it wasn't your smartest idea to pretend to absolutely despise your father's intern in front of your parents and the Avengers but . . . well- how could you possibly resist yourself when it was so much fun sharing sneaky, mischievous smiles with Peter as you both shot teasing glares across the room to maintain your appearance as rivals?

Plus, it was just a little prank to keep your relationship with Peter, as well as the days spent at the compound, more interesting. If anything, you and Peter were single handedly entertaining the entirety of Avengers with your debates and arguments. You were fairly sure they had bets going on about the two of you. It was harmless, really.

And it wasn't like you were going to keep it from them forever! You would tell them . . . eventually. You just- hadn't thought anyone would find out like this. With you and Peter in such a . . . compromising situation?

You almost let out a small groan of exhaustion as you sunk into the unnecessarily large couch your dad had purchased for the lounge, melting into Peter's side as you fiddled with the remote to lower the lights and dim the windows. Pouting at the sliver of light that still managed to peek through the sunroof, you let out the smallest huff as you closed that as well before turning to take a glance at your boyfriend.

He let out a small yawn before shifting with your attention on him, cuddling into you tighter as he murmured, "You sure no one will be back for another 2 hours? 'Cause I swear if we get caught because you wanted to take a nap on the couch, I will never let you live this down."

Snuggling deeper into the blanket you'd draped over the two of you, you couldn't help but let out the smallest breathless laugh as you responded, "That's if they don't kill you first."

"Hey!" Peter quipped, voice growing the tiniest bit slurred as the nap you promised him began to look awfully tempting, "I'll have you know that I think your dad and also everyone else is quite fond of me, alright?"

You couldn't help but let out a snort as you mocked, pretending to push up fake glasses on the bridge of your nose as you raised the pitch of your voice, "I'll have you know-"

The gentle whack you got on your arm made you stop mid-sentence as you giggled, answering your boyfriend more seriously, "Everyone's schedule says they have stuff going on until at least 6:00, unless they were all just to magically-"

"What happened to, "God dad, if I have to see your stupid intern's face one more time, you're going to have to hold me back from stealing your repulsors and pulverizing the shit out of him?""

You're entire body pauses as you feel Peter tense in your arms, the both of you wincing in sync as you slowly, cautiously, turn your head around to face your dad, voice dragging out as you say nervously, "Uhm...so you see-".

Peter's bewilderment is audible as his head snaps to you, eyes furrowed in confused amusement as he hisses, "Why the fuck are you starting to quote Dhar Mann right now?"

"Peter", your dad interrupts, tone much too pleasant for the situation at hand and consequently sending both your spines into automatically locking up straight as you await his next move, fight or flight instincts activated, "You have 3 seconds to run."

"Mr. Stark, we can talk about this-"

"3 . . ."

"Oh shit!", your boyfriend scrambles, legs tangling into themselves and the blanket in his attempts to get free and run as he presses a ragged kiss to your forehead while declaring muffled through his panicked breath, "If I don't make it out of this alive, just know I wanted you to have my babies and be Y/N Parker-Stark."

The confession sends a surprised wheeze to rack through your body as you see him begin to take down the hallway, sparing a glance over his shoulder at you and your dad before maneuvering himself onto the ceiling and into the vents.

Your eyes tearing up from laughter, you try to speak through your immobilizing giggles as you address your dad, "Dad, father dearest, please- come on- spare him-" "2 . . ." "Dad! C'mon- you have to admit . . . from a completely scientific and objective lens with zero romantic emotions taken into account, considering all the teenage boys out there, Peter is definitely one of the better choices", you tried to level, summoning the critically-acclaimed award winning Y/N Stark inside of you and not the moderately concerned girlfriend worried that her boyfriend's cause of death may in fact be the same repulsors Peter had helped your father tweak in the lab earlier today. How unfortunately ironic. Shuffling over, albeit a bit awkwardly, to where your dad stood, you cautiously peered closer at his profile, trying your best to assess exactly how much trouble you were in. You knew deep down, he truly wasn't all that upset, though, maybe a bit grumpy about having been kept out of the loop for this long. In fact, you were positively confident he was quite happy with who you had chosen. Despite all of his teasing and successfully accomplished fatherly duties of bullying the both of you, it was stupidly evident how much he cared for Peter like a son. Not just anyone was allowed to intern for the Tony Stark, after all.

Lost in thought, you couldn't help but yelp slightly and flinch into your father's side as a muffled voice echoed down from the ceiling, cooing, "Aww Y/N, you really mean that?"

Cursing at your boyfriend's surprising lack of self preservation skills taking into consideration his literal job and particular set of talents, you glared upwards. Hoping your disappointment at his lack of distance somehow radiated through the insulated plaster, you deadpanned, "No, I was just playing. I wish I'd gotten with Harley."

"What?!" squeaked Peter, like a little vent rat, his offended gasp echoing in time with your dad's final countdown.

Giggling once again at Peter's frightened scuttling at the realization that he was out of time, you quickly reached to grip at your dad's suit clad bicep before he could make a motion to call at the Iron Man suit, your voice taking on a more serious tone as you asked softly, his opinion and approval still highly valuable to you, "You're ok with me and Peter dating though? Genuinely?"

The twitch of his signature smirk on the corner of his lips and the nodding glint in his eyes sent a happy thrill through your heart, instinctively grinning wide as you squealed and rushed to give him a tight hug, speaking through a stifled smile into his chest, "Ok, you have my consent to go squish my little spider now. Please don't bring him back to me flattened or burnt- I quite like how he is now." Your father's wrinkled nose and vocal sound of disgust at how you'd addressed his intern sent you into another fit of laughter as he spoke, "Ground rules since I know the kid's out of his freaky super-hearing range. One, ew. Never address him like that again, I might vomit. Two, if I see the two of you touch, I am immediately invoking a 50 year social-distancing ban between the two of you. 6 feet and everything. I'll throw in permanent masks if I ever catch you two kissing. Three, . . . no promises."

"In response- One, . . . no promises. Two, you don't want spider grandbabies crawling up the walls? All I'm hearing is that we can't get caught. Three, I'll tell mom", you grinned pulling back, your gaze filled with amusement and the look of humoured adoration you often had reserved specifically for your dad as he let out a little whine in complaint at your threat of telling Pepper.

It would just be a little rough up. You know, the classic "hurt my daughter and you're dead" speech. And Peter was Spider-Man! He'd be fine . . . probably.

mailbox ༶•┈ peter parker's mailbox! ┈•༶ send letter

I legit read the entire teeth series last night and then topped it off with reading this, this morning. This series is so good and I'm so excited for more!! But all I want to do right now is give Tony a lil bitch slap.🤭🤭🤭😚 Just a tiny one with a brick in my hand.🙃 Oop- did I say that out loud 🤭

Anyway 10000000000/10, def recommend this. I will say I was a lil worried at the beginning that readers name was actually poppy, just from what I could see reading the masterlist but I'm happy to say I know it's just a nickname later on

tooth&claw chapter 2

Read TEETH first to catch up!

t&c masterlist

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Wc: 3.2k

An: man this took a real long time to get out. I’m so sorrry!

Pairings: Tony Stark x Shifter!reader

Age of Ultron

Warning: canon typical violence, language!, blood, alcohol use, fluff, angst. No y/n used. Nicknames: Poppy/Flowers

"But there wasn't anyone else in the building,” Maria spoke up. You helped her sit, her bare feet littered with broken glass.

Tony had rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt, a few cuts and bruises along his forearms, and a split lip, “Yes there was.” Tony flicks his wrist. The StarkPhone in his hand pops the now-destroyed 3D image of JARVIS' consciousness.

Bruce paces to the holo-image, hands out wide and in disbelief, “This is insane.”

Steve hangs his head in defeat, “JARVIS was the first line of defense. He would've shut Ultron down, it makes sense.”

“No,” Bruce shakes his head, “Ultron could've assimilated Jarvis. This isn't strategy, this is...rage,” and Bruce would know all about rage. You put your hand on his arm, giving a gentle squeeze.

Thor suddenly barges in the lab, strides quick and long, as he makes his way to Tony, and grabs hold of him by his throat.

“Woah, woah, woah!”

“It's going around.”

Tony chokes out a reply, hands grasping Thor's forearm for purchase, “Come on. Use your words, buddy.”

“I have more than enough words to describe you, Stark,” he lifts him higher in the air.

You jumped to your feet, making a b line to Thor. Your eyes flash a bright blue, fur violently threatening to rip through your skin as your fangs extend.

“Let. Him. Go,” you say on a low growl. You've placed yourself between Thor and Tony, your claws come out as Thor regards you.

“Thor!” Steve stepped forward, “The Legionnaire.”

Thor lets him go, and when Tony lands on his feet, he staggers, and his hand comes up to your shoulder, giving you a reassuring pat. You don't back down from Thor as he eyes you again, his lip curling up on one side.

“Trail went cold about a hundred miles out, but it's headed north, and it has the scepter. Now we have to retrieve it. Again.”

Natasha crosses her arms in front of her chest, “The genie's out of that bottle. Clear and present is Ultron.”

Dr. Cho was across the room, examining the destroyed Ultron bot he took over. She hadn't noticed the altercation in the middle of the room, “I don't understand. You built this program. Why is it trying to kill us?”

-

Everyone had leaped into action, everyone diving out of the way from the incoming Legionnaire bots. Firing repulsors and missiles at you all.

Steve had flipped the coffee table up just in time to protect himself from a flying Legionnaire bot to the chest.

Natasha grabbed Bruce and made a run for the bar for protection.

You had grabbed Rhodey's arm to shove him down when a repulsor caught the both of you in the side and sent you flying through a glass pane, Rhodey's body flying right after yours and landing on top of you. You groan, and he rolls off you. You can feel the tiny cuts from the glass along your face, a few bruises forming where you landed.

“Poppy, oh God, are you ok?” Hands frantically roaming above your body. He stops, “not to freak you out, but there's a large chunk of glass sticking out of your leg.”

You look down, sure enough, there's a large shard of glass sticking out of your thigh. You twist your body and grab the shard with two hands, and yank it out, yelping a little at the pain.

“Are you crazy!?” Rhodey takes both of his hands and clamps them over the gushing wound. You put your hand over his and go to move, “Stay still! Or you're gonna bleed out. Tony!”

“I'm fine, Rhodey. Really,” he goes to protest again, but you're already moving from his grasp and limping to move back to the main room. Most of the chaos has died down by now.

Rhodey helps you up the stairs just as Thor throws his hammer at the Legionnaire bot across the room.

Your eyes scan the room and land on Tony, he's slumped over his knees on the stairs across from you, and then his eyes catch yours, he looks so lost and defeated he doesn't even try to hide it.

-

Tony paces away from you towards his desk, stopping next to Bruce. And he starts laughing, Bruce subtly shakes his head at him to get him to stop.

Thor takes a step toward Tony, and you place yourself between them again. He stops himself short, “You think this is funny?”

Tony's laughter dies down to giggles, “No. It's probably not, right? Is this very terrible? Is it so... is it so... it is. It's so terrible.”

“This could've been avoided if you hadn't played with something you don't understand,” Thor points a threatening finger at Tony, and you growl in response.

“No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It is funny. It's a hoot that you don't get why we need this.”

“Tony,” your low growl is a warning.

“Tony,” Bruce hedges cautiously, “maybe this might not be the time to–”

“Really?!” He spins to Bruce, “ That's it? You just roll over, show your belly, every time somebody snarls.”

Your hackles rise, and you whirl around to say something, but Tony already regrets his choice or words when he meets your eye, and then quickly avoids it.

“Only when I've created a murder bot,” Bruce pleads.

“We didn't. We weren't even close. Were we close to an interface?”

“Well, you did something right,” Steve's stance is wide, arms still crossed against his chest, “And you did it right here. The Avengers were supposed to be different than SHIELD.”

Tony scoffs, “Anybody remember when I carried a nuke through a wormhole? Saved New York?

“Recall that? A hostile alien army came charging through a hole in space. We're standing three hundred feet below it. We're the Avengers. We can bust arms dealers all the livelong day, but that up there? That's... that's the end game. How were you guys planning on beating that?”

You knew Tony worried about other possible invasions, things he couldn't prepare enough for. He wakes up most nights in a panic. Other nights, he just doesn't sleep. You've tried to soothe him, reassure Tony that everything would be ok, as long as you were together. Together, you could weather whatever alien, supernatural, or evil forces threw at you.

Steves brows lower, chest puffing out slightly, “Together.”

“We'll lose.”

Steve drops his hands, brows now drawn together, “Then we'll do that together, too.”

Tony looks at him for a moment before turning away. He can't seem to look you in the eye. And when you take a step towards him, he puts a hand up and backs away.

A small whine escapes you, eyes pleading with him to let you in.

***

The conference room was a mess of folders, papers, and storage boxes. Trying to rifle through hundreds of physical documents on the off chance of finding something that links Strucker with anyone else.

Steve's rifling through folders, handing you papers to skim through, “Known associates. Well, Strucker had a lot of friends.”

“Well, these people are all horrible,” Bruce mutters.

You were reading through your own pile of papers when you heard Thor stop and come up beside you.

“What's this?”

Tony's brows furrow, scanning the image of a man, “Uh, it's a tattoo. I don't think he had it…”

“No, those are tattoos. This is a brand,” Thor confirms.

Bruce's fingers tap along the keyboard. After a moment, he perks up, “Oh, yeah. It's a word in an African dialect, meaning thief, in a much less friendly way.”

“What dialect?” Steve asks, putting his folders down.

“Wakanada...?” Bruce adjusts his glasses.

“Wakanda,” you say, Bruce raises his eyes to you, and Tony shifts from foot to foot.

Tony turns to Steve, his voice quieter than before, “If this guy got out of Wakanda with some of their trade goods…”

Steve, in turn, lowers his voice, “I thought your father said he got the last of it?”

“I don't follow. What comes out of Wakanda?”

“The strongest metal on earth.”

“Where is this guy now?” Steve asks the room.

–

After everyone had filed out of the conference room to gear up to leave, Tony pulled you into a corner, hand gripping firmly at your elbow.

“How do you know about Wakanda?” He lowers his head to catch your eye.

When you avoid it, he says your name, making you look up at him. His brow is set in a frown as he studies your face.

“I've run into Shifters and Weres that have come from Wakanda and neighboring countries,” his hand on your elbow drifts up to your shoulder, pulling you in a little.

You fall into him willingly, hands coming up to rest on his chest as you press your nose under his chin.

“They keep to themselves,” you continue, “the Shifters that guard the Royal Family. I'm positive there's Were blood in that lineage somewhere.”

Tony hums, his hands rubbing up and down your spine.

“I thought you were angry with me,” you mumble into his neck. He stiffens slightly and pulls back enough to look you in the eyes.

He shakes his head, “never. I was angry at myself. For JARVIS. For Ultron, for letting it get so..” he sighs. “I want - I need - to protect you. Everyone. I thought making Ultron a reality would be one step closer to that. To -”

You cut him off with a kiss, his lips molding against yours, and his body relaxes. All the fight and stress rolling off his shoulders just for a moment as you both get lost in the kiss.

His hands grip and pull at your waist to bring you closer, and your hands snake their way up and over his shoulders and into the hair at his nap. You feel Tony shiver when your nails scratch the base of his skull, then lightly pull the hair.

You swallow the groan that fights its way out of his throat and into your waiting mouth. You part, and you both pant for breath, heated and mingling in the space between your bodies.

“Tony, I love you,” you say into his lips. A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.

“Love you, too, Poppyfield.”

**

“Don't compare me with Stark! It's a thing with me. Stark is - he's a sickness!” The loud metallic voice of Ultron echoes.

Tony, Cap, you and Thor touch down across from Ultron and his companions. You are on the back of the Iron Man suit, and Thor is holding onto Cap.

Tony straightens after your feet touch the ground, “Ahh, Junior. You're gonna break your old man's heart.”

Ultron shrugs and takes a small step closer, “If I have to.”

“We don't have to break anything,” Thor's voice booms.

Ultron all but glares at Thor, “Clearly you've never made an omelet.”

“He beat me by one second.”

“Tony,” you scold.

You turn your gaze onto the twins. You learned a little about them on the quinjet ride over. They were young and fighting for something they believed in.

They reminded you of Leon and you, young and trying to take on the world. Only for it to never work out for you. Because your brother doesn't want anything to do with you now.

Ultron takes a step toward your group, his red eyes stare you down, and you try not to fidget under his gaze.

“You brought her here?” He hisses toward Tony. “What were you thinking?” His eyes shift back to you. He says your name, soft in his metallic voice, “it's not safe. You should go back while you still can.”

The hair along your arms and the back of your neck stand on end. His glowing red eyes bore into yours, the feeling like he can see through you, but sees everything you are at the same time. It sends a shiver down your spine.

You share a concerned look with the bright eyes of the Iron Man suit, and Tony shakes his head at you.

The boy, Pietro, you think his name is, steps closer, arms wide as he makes a show of all the weapons around the old ship. “Ah, this is funny, Mr. Stark. It's what, comfortable? Like old times?”

“This was never my life,” you can hear the sadness and regret in Tony's voice.

“You two can still walk away from this,” you plead.

“Oh, we will,” the girl, Wanda, says.

Steve takes a step forward, “I know you've suffered.”

“Captain America,” Ultron sneers, “God's righteous man, pretending you could live without a war. I can't physically throw up in my mouth, but…”

Thor takes a step forward, his hand resting on your shoulder to the right, “If you believe in peace, then let us keep it.”

“I think you're confusing peace with quiet.”

“Yuh-huh. What's the Vibranium for?”

The metallic lilt of Ultron's voice sounds amused. His mannerisms remind you an awful lot of Tony, and it gives you pause.

“I'm glad you asked that, because I wanted to take this time to explain my evil plan–”

Ultron goes to fly, and Tony, he meets him halfway, the two of them trading blows as they fly up and out of the wreckage.

**

It's never a good idea to split up. You said this as Steve and Thor ran off in different directions. No one bothers to hear your plea.

You were sure you heard someone come down this way, your claws at the ready to take down another body guard.

“Anyone have a visual on the twins?” You ask into your comms. There's no answer as you crouch a little lower in your prowl down another hallway.

“Here we are,” Wanda says, and before you could make a move, she waves her hands in the air. Red mist flows from her fingertips, swirling and mesmerizing as you try and wipe it clean from the air around you.

You can almost feel it as it digs into your eyes and ears under your skin. All you see is red. A snarl leaves your lips as you launch yourself at Wanda.

It's nice today, you think. The sun is warm on your back as you tend to the garden at your feet. Dirt clings to your hands and under your nails, but it's nice. It's peaceful.

There's small giggles around you in the garden. Every now and then, you get a glimpse of shiny charcoal hair above the vegetable plants. The giggling gets closer as you pretend you don't hear anything.

Suddenly, there's a weight in your back, tiny hands find your eyes as the giggles turn into fits of laughter.

“Guess who!” The little voice says in your ear.

You laugh, thinking real hard, “oh! Well, let's see, it can't be daddy. These hands are too small! Is iiiit,” you grab her around the waist and haul her around your body to the ground below, tickling sides as you do.

“Luna! I should have known!” The little girl shrieks in glee as your fingers find the soft spots of her sides, digging your fingers in as you both laugh together. Her odd eyes glisten with laughter and tears. One blue and one golden.

“Mama! No more!” she wheezes, little hands pushing into your face as you peck kisses around her freckled face. “Daddy help!”

You yelp in surprise as large hands find your waist and haul you up and away. As Tony sets you on your feet, his hands find the small bump of your belly.

“What are my two girls doing out here, huh? Causing a whole bunch of racket so the neighbors think something is wrong?”

“Tony, we don't have neighbors,” you chuckle.

Luna, with her dirt covered hands, tugs on Tony's hand, “was playin’! Scared momma good! Luna, good girl!”

Tony pats her charcoal locks, smiling fondly at her, “of course you are, Luna girl. So good.”

Tony spins you to face him, a pleased look on his face and sparkles in his warm honey eyes, “why don't you both clean up, and I'll order us some lunch, yeah?” His lips find your cheek, and you hum in agreement. You grab Luna by the hand as she skips next to you.

You turn toward the house. It's a nice little cottage in the middle of the woods. It was a wedding present from Tony, and it made you so happy.

It's dark outside, no moon in the sky, but the stars are out, and it's warm.

A little too warm, maybe. Your eyes turn to the cottage. There's a fire.

A fire?

Poppy

“Tony? Luna!” You cry into the night air. There's no response. Just the roar of the fire blazing the cottage to the ground. The hair on the back of your neck stands on end.

The feeling is too familiar, and you whirl around. The silver catches in the firelight, and you stumble back. No.

Those steel blue eyes cut to you on the ground, and the muzzle is back over the lower half of his face.

“Bucky, it's me. Please,” you bring a hand up to stop his prowl towards you. It doesn't stop him. “Where's my family?” Your hand comes to rest on the small bump, tears burning your eyes.

Poppy.

Silver fingers grip the front of your sundress, hauling you up to eye level. His eyes flash bright amber, and you feel your blood run cold. No, you were joking about the serum. Joking about him being part werewolf.

“Bucky, please,” a tear escapes and runs hot down your cheek.

You can hear him try to sniff at you, a growl in his voice, “you were meant to be mine, lepestok.”

Poppy

“What…?” it's whispered in the space between you. You see his eyes crinkle like he's smiling behind the mask.

Poppy!

Your cheek stings. There's a red fog clearing from your vision as you blink rapidly. You're breathing heavily as your surroundings come into view.

“Buck-” your voice is hoarse and throat dry. “where?”

“You're on the quinjet, honey. Hey, eyes here, you're ok.”

Tony. Oh.

“What the fuck just happened? Where,” your hand ghosts over the nonexistent bump of your stomach, and it hurts. It's a horrible ache you never thought you'd experience. “I was-” you choke back a sob as you look into Tony's concerned brown eyes.

He scoops you into his arms, running a hand over the back of your head as he shushes you.

The hum of the quinjet softens as you feel it land. Tony lets you go, and you sit hunched over in the chair. He moves to the front of the jet, conversing quietly with Clint.

Steve sits across from you. He looks better than the others. with their far-off looks in their eyes, it sends a shiver down your spine.

“Steve?” His eyes snap to you, jaw clenched so tight you think his teeth might crack. “Are you ok?” His eyes scan you from head to toe, lingering on your center where your hand is still clutched tight over your stomach.

He nods once, eyes snapping back up to yours. There's a question in his gaze, and you have to tear yours away. Because you might start crying.

For having something you've always wanted, right there at your fingertips, and it all went away in a haze of red mist.

The back of the quinjet door opens, and you spring to your feet, fleeing the confines of the small space and out into open air.

You can still hear the echoes of her laughter in your mind. The feel of the baby bump on your tummy. The daughter you'll never have.

It's heartbreaking and soul crushing. Because you can never have children.

***

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

love, tony

pairing: tony x black!reader

word count: 1066

summary: tony snaps bringing back half of life but taking his own. after the funeral y/n finds a note in the dresser from no one other than tony.

warnings: angsts just pure pain

a/n: i’m so sorry for how sad this is

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he did it, he actually did it.

he snapped...

and what did it cost...

everything.

the helmet to my suit opened and i saw peter kneeling over my husbands body, i walked over to him peter who was sobbing uncontrollably and rubbed his back. rhodey grabbed peter giving me a nod before walking away with peter.

i kneel down in front of tony and move him to look at me “hey” i say smiling sadly at his tired face,i put my hand on is arc reactor and try to hold my tears back.

“hey, y/n/n” he says softly placing his hand over mine gripping it lightly.

i look at tony and he smiles before looking away “tony baby, look at me” i say and he looks at me “we’ll be ok” i start off “you can rest now” i say and smile.

he looks at me before taking his last breath, i immediately breakdown into tears. i feel his hand slip from mine and his body go limp.

he’s gone.

i kiss his cheek lightly before my head falls on his chest, i sob into his chest not caring that kings and gods were watching me break down.

1 week later

today was the funeral.

i never would have though this day would have come so quickly, i knew it would come but never would i be prepared for it.

i was sitting on the couch with peter on my right and morgan on my left sitting next to pepper, peter had his head on my shoulder and his hand laced with mine as we listen to tony talk.

i let a few tears slip as i listened to tony’s hologram wishing it was him actually here with us.

“i love you 3000”

the holograms shuts off and i smile sadly remembering morgan’s lasts words to her dad. i let go of peters hand and get up from off of the couch, i grab the bouquet of flowers with one of tony’s old arc reactors that have the words ‘proof tony stark has a heart’ on it and walk out of the house.

everyone follows me out of the house and stand with their loved ones as i walk to the platform with morgan, i crouch down and place the bouquet in the the water and watch it drift away.

i feel morgan tap my shoulder and i look over at her and see a tear slip down her face, i wipe it away and smile sadly. she hugs me and i hug her back, i rub her back and she sniffles.

“i love you y/n” she says and i feel tears come to my eyes, this is the first time she’s ever said that to me.

“i love you too morgan” i says pulling away from the hug and she frowns as she wipes my tears with her little hands.

she smiles proud she got all of my tears before telling me she was going back to her mom, she hugs me one last time before going with pepper.

everyone gives me their condolences before doing their own thing with their loved ones.

i sit down on the platform and take my heels off, i look out into the distance and think about all the nights tony and i spent out here.

i feel footsteps coming up to me, i look back and see pepper right behind me. she takes her heels off and sit next to me, she grabs my hand a squeezes it.

“he loved you a lot” she says and i laugh sadly “he always talked about how strong willed and beautiful you are, and don’t even get me started on how much he talked about your hair” she says and we both share a laugh.

“thank you” she thanks catching me by surprise, she laughs lightly before squeezing my hand “thank you for taking care of him for all of these years, i’m glad he found you” she says and i smile.

“it was my pleasure” i say and she smiles.

we both get up and grab our heels before walking into the house to talk to everyone before they had to go.

when everyone left i was alone in the house, i looked around and saw pictures of tony and i around the house. i walked into the kitchen and saw my name in tony’s handwriting on it, i opened it and unfolded the paper and saw a note.

my dearest y/n,

if you’re reading this we got half of life back and i met my untimely demise. i want you to know that this was never my plan and i just took my chance to bring half of humanity back or erase the big purple giant from existence.

i’m sorry for leaving you, morgan and the kid behind but i want them to know that i did this for them.

please let the kid know that i did this for him, he was my main motivation to do this whole time heist thing. please tell the kid i’m proud of him, he needs to hear it. take care of him, make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid like i did ... just keep him in check for me.

and as far as morgan well... good luck, she’s just like me and that’s going to drive you up a damn wall. last night when i was talking to her she told me how much she loved you but is scared to tell you because she doesn’t think you’ll say it back, i hope she tells you soon if she hadn’t already.

and lastly you.

don’t cry over me too much unless you want to then go ahead.

but seriously i love you, i love you more than words can describe. i’m sorry that i left so quickly but i’m always there with you and i always will be, i will always be with you no matter what because i promised to be there before and after death at our wedding and i meant that.

i’m not going to tell you not to move on in life because that’s selfish of me, if you don’t want to that’s fine i’m smiling at you where ever i am.

thank you for loving me unconditionally for all of these years and putting up with me and i’m sorry for our time running short, but we’ll meet again i’m sure of it.

love,

tony

stay?

pairing: tony x black!reader

word count: 567

summary: you have powers that allow to see a persons past based on their emotions they are feeling. one night you just happen to see tony’s

part 2: someone to love

warnings: angst, panic attacks, ptsd, survivors guilt.

a/n: this bad based off of this tiktok i saw today

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i was in my room reading my book when a wave of panic washed over me, i felt my chest tightening and my breathing quicken. i knew what is was but i didn’t know who it would be coming from this late at night.

suddenly tony’s memories flooded my mind, i felt tears prick my eyes as all of his painful memories clouded my brain.

when it was finally over i ran out of my room and to tony’s, i didn’t bother to knock i walked in and saw him trying to control his breathing. i walked up to his bed and got in, i pulled his body into mine and ran my hands through his hair gently.

“breathe with me” i said softly.

he did as i said and breathed with me, i moved my hands from his hair to his neck and rubbed gently. he looked at me, all i could see was fear and hurt in his brown eyes.

when his breathing got under control he laid his forehead on my chest, i feel his warm tears on my skin.

“how did you know” he asks his voice thick.

“my powers, i felt your panic attack and the memories that caused it” i answer and he sniffles “i’m so sorry tony” i whisper in attempts to hold my tears back as his painful memories cloud my mind again.

“i’ve messed up so many times and each time i lose someone in this case i lost half of the universe” he says through his tears “i lost the kid” he sobs out “i wasn’t supposed to lose the kid” he mumbles.

i’ve been staying with tony ever since the snap or ‘blip’, he needed someone and i just happened to be that someone.

tony and i left the compound and found a cabin in the middle of the woods. the cabin was absolutely gorgeous, it was very open with beautiful views.

in the last year that i’ve lived here tony has never had a panic attack, sometimes i could feel his sadness and see his memories. nine times out of ten his memories were painful and left me in tears.

a lot of the times i could feel his guilt, the images of peter turning into dust was a constant replay until two months ago.

“tony look at me” i say softly, he looks up at me “you can not blame yourself for what happened to peter, you fought as hard as you could but there was another fight going on somewhere where you and no control” he nods at my words.

“you have fought so hard and you need to rest, i hate to say it but there is nothing we can do right now” i say softly and he nods “and dont hide from me, if you ever need to come to me i am here and i don’t plan on leaving anytime soon” i say and he smiles lightly.

“thank you y/n for everything” he says softly and i kiss his forehead lightly.

“anytime tony”

tony lays his head in my lap, i run my fingers through his soft hair scratching every so often. we sit and talk for what feels like hours until tony falls asleep, i move him lightly so that i can get out of bed but he groans.

“stay please” he mumbles sleepily.

and i do.

someone to love

pairing: tony x black!reader

word count: 779

summary: after y/n feels tony’s panic and sees his memories one night you both become closer. one night as you both are sitting on the porch and you see the lighter side of his memories.

part 1: stay?

warnings: none

masterlist

ever since that night i felt his panic attack tony and i have gotten a lot closer, tony has been more open with me and i am happy that he feels like he can come to me.

tony has been a lot better since that night, he’s smiling more and has been doing things i’ve come to learn that he loves.

it was nice to see him get back to normal, making snarky comments and being sarcastic as always.

i walk out onto the porch and see tony sitting on the swing looking at the lake, i walk over to the swing and sit next to him leaning my head on his shoulder.

i feel him grab my hand and hold it in his, his thumb gently rubbing over the back of my hand. i look up at him and he smiles, his brown orbs sparkling under the moonlight.

i feel a wave of love and adoration wash over me as tony’s memories cloud my mind, it a whole bunch of memories of us ever since that night.

the one night we walked along the lake at midnight,

i had tony’s hand in mine as we walk along the lake near the cabin.

“thank you” tony says and i look at him.

“for what” i ask

“for staying here with me” he says and i smile

“i’ll always be here tony” i say and he smiles before pulling me into him as we continue walking.

when he almost burned down the kitchen trying to bake,

“tony what’ the hell is going on” i ask running down the stairs

when i got into the kitchen i saw tony and the floor covered in flour and burnt cookies on a cookie sheet.

i just stare at him and he stares at me before we both bust out laughing.

“you need to get cleaned up” i say and he stalks towards me slowly “tony no” i says and he tackles me getting flour all over me.

“tony!”

there were so many more but the one that stuck out was our first christmas together.

“merry christmas tony” i say excitedly and he chuckles.

“merry christmas professor x” he says and i roll my eyes.

“how many times do i have to tell you i cant read minds” i say and he sips his coffee.

“what ever you say jean grey” he mumbles under his breath and i smack his arm.

“you ready to open gifts mr. stank” i ask and he rolls his eyes making me giggle.

we both walk over to the tree and grab the few gifts that were under it, we walk over to the couch and sit down.

we open the tiny gifts we got each other until we get to the big ones.

i hand him his box and he smiles, i watch anxiously as he opens the box. he takes the watch i got him and his jaw drops, he looks up at me back to the watch and then back to me.

it was a custom made rolex that had his name engraved on the back in old english writing. it cost me a lot but his reaction made it so worth it.

“thank you so much y/n i love it” he says as he puts it on making me smile.

he hands me my box and i smile as i take it in my hand, i open the box and pull out a book. i open it and see all of the pictures that we’ve taken over the two years and at the end was a tiffany and co. necklace.

i cover my mouth and look at tony who looks anxious “tony this... this is beautiful thank you” i say and he smiles lightly wiping a tear that fell.

“merry christmas” he say and i smile

“merry christmas tony”

if i didn’t know it i loved him, i definitely did now

when the memories go away i look up at tony with tears in my eyes “wow” i whisper and he smiles at me.

“you saw them didn’t you” he asks and i nod as a tear falls down my face “cats out of the bag then” he says and i laugh through my tears.

he leans in and kisses me softly, hi hand cups my jaw gently. the kiss isn’t rushed but slow and passionate, i move my hand to cradle his neck as he deepens the kiss.

we both be pull away and he rests his forehead on mine, i caress his cheek softly and he smiles.

“i love you y/n, always have” he says softly

“i love you too tony”

3 in the morning

pairing: tony x black!reader

summary: tony’s really beat up after a mission and your left to clean his wounds.

warnings: none

“what crawled up your ass” tony asks as i waddle into the infirmary.

“i don’t know maybe that i was woken up by jarvis at three in the morning asking me to clean you up” i waddle over to the cabinet and grab the first aid kit before walking back over to tony.

i grab his face gently and look at all of his cuts, “you really got your ass beat” i mumble as i grab an alcohol wipe. i look at tony as i open up the wipe and he gives me a look and i giggle before wiping the cut on his eyebrow.

after at least twenty minutes of tony being dramatic i get to his last cut, “i swear you’re trying to hurt me on purpose” he states and i chuckle.

“tony you’re just being a baby” he looks at me offended before swatting my ass harshly “ow that hurt” i whine and he chuckles “you ass” i roll my eyes before cleaning up the mess i made.

“thank you sweetheart” tony comes up from behind me a circles his hands around stomach and rubs my bump, he leaves a sloppy wet kiss on my cheek making me groan.

“oh tony come on” i try to get away from him but his grip is too tight “tony please” i beg but he doesn’t let go of me “tony!” i giggle as he leaves a another wet kiss on my cheek.

i turn around and face him, i caress his cheek and smile “i love you anthony” i coo and he smiles.

“i love you too”

Oh, you think you’re tough? I watched endgame 8 times and I didn’t cry on the eighth time. *smug face*

Welcome to my Masterlist!!

Top Gun

𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞 "𝐌𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤" 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥

Lesson Learned

Finally

Rescue

Fatherhood Fears

𝐓𝗼𝗺 "𝐈𝐜𝐞𝗺𝐚𝐧" 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐲

Barge In

Who Would’ve Thought

The Morning After

𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐤 "𝐆𝗼𝗼𝐬𝐞" 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐰

Goose You Big Stud

𝐑𝗼𝐧 "𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫" 𝐊𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫

TBD

𝐋𝐞𝗼𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝 "𝐖𝗼𝐥𝐟𝗺𝐚𝐧" 𝐖𝗼𝐥𝐟𝐞

TBD

𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐤 "𝐇𝗼𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐰𝗼𝗼𝐝" 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

TBD

Top Gun: Maverick

𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐲 "𝐑𝗼𝗼𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫" 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐰

Close Call

That Didn’t Go As Planned

Christmas Miracle

Runaway

Welcome Home

Adventures In Babysitting

That Time of the Month

Savior

Like Father Like Daughter

I Think I’ve Seen This Film Before

𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 "𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐠𝗺𝐚𝐧" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐧

Woah Baby: Part One

Woah Baby: Part Two

Don’t Touch My Wife

Hold On

Daddy’s Home

Wife?

Our Little Secret

One Man’s Loss is Another Man’s Gain

𝐑𝗼𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 "𝐁𝗼𝐛" 𝐅𝐥𝗼𝐲𝐝

TBD

𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞 “𝐌𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤" 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥

Lesson Learned

Savior

I Think I’ve Seen This Film Before

Marvel

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝗼𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬

TBD

𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

TBD

𝐓𝗼𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤

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Supernatural

𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

𝐒𝐚𝗺 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

Chicago Fire

𝐊𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞

Surprise

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐲

TBD

𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

Chicago PD

𝐉𝐚𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝

TBD

𝐀𝐝𝐚𝗺 𝐑𝐮𝐳𝐞𝐤

TBD

𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

Chicago Med

𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝

TBD

𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

Outerbanks

𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝗺𝐞𝐫𝗼𝐧

TBD

𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤

TBD

𝐉𝗼𝐡𝐧 𝐁 𝐑𝗼𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞

TBD

Real People

𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬 

Pushy

I’m Not Going Anywhere

𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧

Misunderstanding

𝐑𝗼𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐃𝗼𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐉𝐑 

TBD

𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝗺𝐬𝐰𝗼𝐫𝐭𝐡

TBD

𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬

TBD

𝐉𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐢

TBD

𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐲

TBD

𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐤𝗼𝐰

TBD

𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

TBD

𝐆𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐧 𝐏𝗼𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥

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𝐋𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐮𝐥𝐥𝗺𝐚𝐧 

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𝐓𝗼𝗺 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞

TBD

𝐕𝐚𝐥 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝗺𝐞𝐫

TBD

𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐒𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐳𝐞

TBD

𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐝 𝐏𝐢𝐭𝐭

TBD

𝐑𝗼𝐛 𝐋𝗼𝐰𝐞

TBD

The Outsiders

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬

TBD

𝐒𝗼𝐝𝐚𝐩𝗼𝐩 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬

TBD

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞

TBD

𝐃𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧

TBD

𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

Bridgerton

𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐡𝗼𝐧𝐲 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝗼𝐧

TBD

𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝗼𝐧

TBD

𝐂𝗼𝐥𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝗼𝐧

TBD

𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝗼𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

Greys Anatomy

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐥𝗼𝐚𝐧

TBD

𝐃𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐤 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐝

TBD

𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝗼𝐧 𝐀𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲

TBD

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐯

TBD

Tombstone

𝐃𝗼𝐜 𝐇𝗼𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲

TBD

𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐩 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

911 

𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐲

TBD

𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐳

TBD

𝐍𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

Criminal Minds

𝐀𝐚𝐫𝗼𝐧 𝐇𝗼𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫

TBD

𝐃𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐤 𝐌𝗼𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧

TBD

𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐝

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𝐇𝗼𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

𝐌𝗼𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

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𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

𝐉𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐮 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

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𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

TBD

𝐑𝗼𝐬𝐬𝐢 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

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NFL

𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬 𝐊𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐞

TBD

𝐉𝗼𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐫𝗼𝐰

TBD

Marvel preference: Pets

Tony: Let's face it, Tony can barely take care of his own needs, let alone the ones of a pet. He's always busy, and Pepper has told him multiple times that NO, she will not take care of a dog in addition to Tony, the company and about a million other things she has to take care of. So Tony decided to build himself a mechanic dog, but due to Peter and Clint changing the plans as a joke, it turned out to be a bunny as Tony was half asleep as he built it.

Not to worry, Fluffy (yes, Peter named him), is a beloved mascot of the Avengers, and sort of a guard dog for the base. Because even if he looks like a lop-eared bunny and is the size of a loaf of bread, he carries a mean kick. And by a mean kick, I mean enough ammunition to change a fully equipped tank into a holey hunk of metal. And best yet, he is basically indestructible. Well, the Hulk could crush him but when his fist was about to go down on to do it, he froze and muttered "Hulk not hurt bunny." and went to destroy one of Tony's suits. But that's a story for another day. 

Steve: Steves pet is a gift from Tony, and it's a parrot called Captain (no, Tony did not name him, he came with the name but Tony thinks it is hilarious). He's not just any parrot but one that has lived in a bar for the beginning of its life and as a result, it curses like a pirate. A really bad mouthed pirate. Steve is very fond of his pet, as he could never even go close to birds before the serum because of well... asthma and allergies etc. Now he can, but sometimes he wishes his parrot had a cleaner mouth.

He's working on training it not to curse as much, but the training is not going very well. Mostly because Clint likes to sneak into Steves room and teach the parrot new (bad) words and encourage it to curse more. Steve is to yet to find out.

Bucky: Bucky has a dalmatian dog called Popcorn. She was firstly owned by an animal hoarder and didn't see the outside for the first two years of its life, so she's very hyper. Like jumps-up-the-walls -hyper. She has light brown patches on her skin, hence the name. (Also, it was inspired by the way she moves. Like a popped popcorn, totally unpredictable where it will go and fully charged with of energy)

The whole team takes part in making sure that she gets to let out her energy. In addition to the high-quality dog walker Tony hired, she trains on the stairs with Clint, does tricks with Peter, plays fetch with Thor, he also runs for hours with Bucky, Steve, and Nat in turns, who are the only ones with high enough stamina to keep up with her endless energy. (Sam claims that he does not like Popcorn, and therefore does not run with her, Bucky knows that it's bullcrap because he caught him watching Lassie with her the other week while curled up on the couch. He can't wait to rub it in Sam's face when the right moment comes.)

Thor: Thor does not have pets, but you do. A big Samoyed dog named Thor. 

Loki: Loki claims that he does not need or want pets because they are "pathetic mortal stuff". But everyone in the tower knows that he has a goldfish called Destroyer. Enough said.

Pietro: No pets. No animal can keep up with his speed. But he has always wanted to race a cheetah.

Bruce: Bruce has a lazy Persian cat called Matthew who lives at the lab. And I mean lazy, nothing will move him if he wants to sleep. Want your notes that are under him? Forget it. Need to use the microscope he happens to be laying in front of? Not gonna happen. Hulk making an appearance? He will not care. He will just open his eye a smidge to see what the hell is interrupting his sleep and go back to sleep.

Peter plays a game of "how many paper cups I can make a pyramid of on top of him before he moves and it collapses." At the moment, the record is one hundred and thirty-seven. Next time Peter's going for two hundred and he will bring a ladder. And Clint to help him with it.

Sam: He’s not a fan of animals. You own a leopard gecko, named Macy. She’s a bit of a old lady, being but she’s still lively and happy.

Stephen: No pets. You beg him nearly daily that you could get a dog, but so far, he's not giving in to your puppy dog eyes and constant begging. 

Clint: He found a completely white kitten with blue eyes from the shelter, and upon asking more about him, he learned that the kitten was deaf. To cut the long story short, he was home with Clint the next day. Even Nat isn't completely immune to Ghost's cuteness. Ghost and Popcorn (Bucky's dog) are best pals and Popcorn will go above and beyond to protect her little friend.

Peter P.: You own three hamsters named Alvin, Simon, and Theodore. Peter is super jealous, he has no pets as May is allergic but you always let him play with your pet trio. 

Peter Q.: Peter found a gray cat while he was cruizing space and thought it would be a perfect surprise for you. It was, and even more so when she ate a burglar that tried to force you out of the apartment. Upon asking the Avengers for help, Thor declared that it was a flerken. You still loved her with all your heart and refused to part with her, even if the others said she was dangerous. Her name is Hermione.

T'Challa: No pets.

Eddie/Venom: You cannot keep pets in the same apartment Venom is in, it is just impossible. So no pets. You tried a goldfish once, but it was gone the next morning, even after telling Venom not to eat it multiple times, so you decided to give up. 

Nat: She owns a completely black ferret, and the little critter carries the name Bullet. She’s feisty like her momma.

Wanda: Wanda has a black and white cat called Pippin. She's a Ragdoll and she is an absolute lovebug and loves to cuddle with everyone. She is almost constantly purring and she spends most of her days walking around the tower to see if anyone would pet her. If you are doing pushups you can be damn sure that she is sitting on your back, purring in a few minutes. No exceptions. Napping on the couch? Soon you have a purring roll next to your head. Or arm. Or leg. Wherever there is room.

A/n: I’m clearing my book list in Wattpad and an ancient volume of Marvel oneshots and found this and a couple of other works there, and I’m posting them here. But they will probably be my only Marvel ones I will write.

I will post a few probably today.

pls if anyone wants to send in ideas / requests for me to kickstart my account, i have writers block 🙏🤟

Platonic yandere avengers x reader x romantic yandere peter parker

Idek how to begin this so beware unlucky readers

Summary: you are an idol ,you are an avenger. How can they not be slightly a little bit protective of you

Warnings: yandere themes , stalking, obsession, fighting, blood , I think this is it

Also this will include(I'm sorry I didn't exactly do the like main six or whatever) Tony , Steve , Bucky , Clint , Natasha , Wanda , Peter

This is longer than I expected and I kinda don't like it but here it is in its full glory<3

When you joined the team , they blamed their protectiveness over you to your personality

I mean you are so cute and look so innocent , how can they not want to protect you ?

Tony had totally not hacked into every single account that you own / have owned in your life and he absolutely hasn't researcher your dad's Facebook to find childhood pictures of you. And he surely didn't print those out and handed then around in the team. Also expect to be spoilt rotten. Complained once about a stain on your favorite jacket? Have three more of the exact same just in case

Steve claimed to need specifically your help to understand how to operate anything mechanical ad expect to have a lot of movie marathons. He will read you before you sleep even though you are not a child anymore because ' he just liked when he is reading out loud'

Bucky would be the type of person to dig in deep in your life. He wouldn't stalk you specifically. That is tasked to someone else. No . He would stalk Al your friends and all your exes and highschool teachers.ad if he had to he would accidentally make some of them he consider bad influences disappear

Clint along with Natasha are your stalkers

Clint will always be hidden close by in case you need help with something (like , idk someone dead?) and my man could literally enter your home , casually look around a bit , stare at your decorations , and be out without you even realizing he was never there

Natasha on the other hand isn't so subtle. You could easily spot her on the other end of the street wearing sunglasses and staring at you intensely. Once you were in a bookstore admiring some books and stationary that you did not buy and the next day they were at your door with a little note that said ' saw them and they reminded me of you - Natasha ' as if you hadn't seen her looking at you. It isn't even that she is stupid . She just doesn't care

Wanda practically lived at your head at this point knowing things about you , you were barely aware of. Like , what do you mean you can't remember that one time you went snowboarding and fell? What do you mean how she knows that story and that you never told her? Of course you did silly!

Peter now was clearly in live with you and the first to meet you and get obsessed over you. When after some time he went to Tony and told him about his feelings , Tony supported his feelings to the max since this could be beneficial for all of them. Peter would never leave , they trusted him and he could keep you close.

Now you seem like a soft baby that needs protection from everyone ands that's mainly due to the way you present yourself and act. You have the most bubbly soft personality and everyone loves that

Being an idol , and an avenger was a dream come true for you , so when you had a big show and gave to them tickets to come see you they of course came( Tony almost bought all tha tickets so it could be only you but Steve stopped him)

Heating a music so fitting to your aesthetic it was like they fell in love (platonically and romantically for Peter) all over again. You are just so sweet and cute

Then a day came where an attack happened in new York and all of you jumped to action. They had no time to stop you from going to battle or even think about doing it really. The only think they could do was act.

Now , your powers were so incredibly powerful that they never thought you would have to fight face to face with someone. But they were terrible wrong

Once the fight was over they all spotted you on the corner of a building with bloody fists and a small trail of blood staining your pretty pink costume. A fan of yours was there asking you to take a picture . You kindly smiled at the camera revealing a set of bloody teeth.

Your fan seemed super excited at that and almost yelled out in joy. You bid her goodbye and went towards the group of your shocked friends

They all just stared at you in an unusually bloody shape , that somehow seemed fitting (?)

Later on they were shown a video of you with a bunch of people , that you were brutally fighting with . They were all left to shreds when you left your head held high.( Peter was even more into you after that)

Asks are always open<3