#Stark tower

[coffeeandjuice]

*Talking about the tower*

Tony: You think the tower is ugly?

Steve: It’s just a little…phallic shaped

Tony: So is every building in New York! Have you ever seen the Chrysler Building?

[person25]

i just realized that those ‘peter parker school trip’ fics are literally the maribat Wayne Industries fics just in a different font

[highladyofterrasen7]

You wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

[trulynamelessworld]

Y'all I need peak 2016 (but actually good) Avengers Tower fics where they're all living together like the weirdest roommates to ever exist.

Ya feel?

No I do not care what romantic pairings there are, I just need everyone alive. Bonus points if they heavily feature Natasha or if it's from her point of view. I don't mind a bit of angst, but I need the funny.

Thanks!

[icarusredwings]

It's 4 am, but Tony Stark is definitely the type of man to gag every time he catches Steve and Bucky flirting in the hallway. Yes. Even at his grown age. But the second someone says anything about Pepper, he would probably throw them off of Stark Tower.

Steve: Hey. You did great out there today.

Bucky: Yeah? I could say the same thing about you.

Steve: Oh. Heh.. really? It was nothing. I mean. It wasn't even har-

Tony: *starts gagging*

Bucky: 😐?

Steve: ... Do you need medical assistance or somthing?

Tony: What? Me? No, no. Continue making out in my hallwall it's fine.

Bucky: But we weren't-

Tony: *gags louder*

[creamecafe]

Layouts for Avengers tower and Compound if you guys are having trouble labeling rooms or where to visualize whole writing or reading fanfics

[drrav3nb]

So I've just found out about the whole Domestic Avengers Living In Stark Tower era of fandom that happened in 2012 and I'm so upset that I didn't find out about this during that time because I would've been so obsessed with it!😭

So if anyone has any fic recs that they could tell me about, I'd love to read them!🥺

[spidergrotto]

current thoughts are of intern peter au , nobody knows he’s spider-man and he doesn’t directly work with tony BUT he does work on a lot of stark tech and practically develops the stuff but it goes uncredited because the higher ups are the ones meant to be working on it. he’s completely fine with this— interning here has been a dream come true and spider-man takes most of his free time up anyways, he doesn’t have time to be upset.

i just think that it’s not practical to believe that stark industries has always been COMPLETELY without corruption, big corporations are always filled with ego fueled bosses and managers and stark industries isn’t any different, the only difference is when pepper or tony find out about it they put in the work to resolve it.

pepper dragging tony to a meeting, some presentation of his teams latest product— they’ve been trying to focus on sustainability. ten minutes in and tony knows that these guys have no idea what they’re talking about, the product itself was great— but ask a question about the calculations or future advancements and it’s quiet.

cue tony telling friday to find and call up whoever worked on the project, in comes a really concerned and kind of sweaty peter parker ( he just barley made it to the internship on time. )

that’s all i got sorry the rest is in my brain rn

[itsagentromanoff]

Avengers tower breakdown [X]

[driverrollupthepartitionplz]

when my card declines at therapy and they stick me back in 2012 Stark Tower Eating poptarts with Thor, sleeping in air vents with clint, doing ballet with natasha, getting sung to by wanda, going swinging with peter, having sleepovers in the living room, putting magnets on bucky's arm, cuddling on Thor because he's a warm teddy bear, having random parties while stark gets blackout drunk, and eating breakfast with all of the team.

[my-status-single]

The One Where Peter Parker Has a Baby Chapter 6

Taglist: @bitchy-bi-trash @lou-la-lou @sarcasm-and-stiles @k---byee

[sporadic-og-loki]

Behind the Scenes of The Avengers 2012, Stark Tower

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[morganwrites12672]

'A Lazy Day At Stark Tower' Peter Parker x Stark!reader

This is what won the most recent poll I did!

Summary: A lazy day at Stark tower with peter.

Warnings/Tags: Peter Parker x Stark!reader (Romantically), Tony stark x reader (platonic), pepper Potts x reader (platonic), fluff, super sweet,

Rating: PG-13

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Peter snuggled even closer to you. You both knew you needed to get up. The only issue is neither one of you were willing to be the first one to decide that you can't stay in bed all day.

You were a tangle of limbs. You couldn't tell where you began and Peter ended. His leg was thrown over yours, face buried in your chest. Peter Parker was the most comfortable he had ever been.

"Yn, Peter," your mom called and you both groaned. She must have decided you both couldn't sleep in half the day.

"We have to get up bub," you say and Peter shakes his head. Your mom enters the room and Peter doesn't bag an eye.

"Oh! Hi Tony," she says and Peter flies up from his spot.

"Mr. Stark! It's not what-," Peter notices something. He doesn't see tony. He sees pepper laughing and you smiling.

"That's not funny," he whines as you get up.

"Your dad wants to see you in the lab," your mom said and shut the door as she left.

You and Peter both get dressed in silence. After only ten minutes, you have both made your way down to the lab.

"Kid," your dad said and handed Peter something. It was a new suit. your dad goes to give a quick recap of what he upgraded.

After only a few minutes, you both head back down to your room. The suit fitting took very little time. Thank God, you just wanted to snuggle into peters side and watch reruns of old movies

"Should we get takeout?" You suggest and Peter nods. You smile when you find a donut shop that does UberEATS.

"What kind of donut do you want?" You ask Peter and he shrugs. You groan, he could be so indecisive.

"I am going to order half Chocolat icing and half glazed. A dozen," you say and Peter mumbles a yes. You knew if you only ordered some for you and Peter there would be an issue.

There was no way the donuts would make it past Happy without losing one. And then your dad would find out and there would be several more that were lost.

"Order placed," you said as you finished punching in your credit card number, "It will be here in fifteen minutes," you tell Peter.

"What shall we watch?" Peter asks and you smile. He groans, "I swear, if you make me watch Stranger things one more time, I will go mental," Peter warns.

You smile as you grab your tv remote. Peter groans as you go into Netflix and select the show you have made Peter watch 14 times.

"Just season three, I swear," you say with a smile and Peter knows he's a goner. Your smile and he would watch the same show every day for the rest of his life.

You smile as Peter snuggles into your side before you start the show. The familiar theme song fills your ears.

It was just a lazy day at Stark tower.

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[rolandtowen]

oh what's this? a new chapter of my fic? you bet!! read on ao3 or under the cut :)

chapter warnings: vomiting, injections, discussion of brain damage, nightmare depicting Howard & Maria’s deaths, panic attack

Sam comes for his evening visit, shows him a basic “night” routine– washing his face, brushing his teeth, that sort of thing– before asking if Bucky had any questions. Feeling emboldened by his visit with Steve, Bucky asks if Sam ever has nightmares. 

“Sometimes. I did two tours. Air Force,” he clarifies when Bucky's eyebrows lift interest. “I saw a lot of shit. There was a time I got nightmares every night, but not as much anymore. They bothering you?” 

Bucky nods. “How did you…fix it?” He asks. 

Sam thinks about this. “I did a lot of things to calm down before bed, yoga and tea and stuff like that. But therapy was the game changer. Talking about them…it helped a lot. Have you told Rebecca about your nightmares?”

Bucky shakes his head, his eyes settling on the far wall. He doesn't want to talk about them, he just wants them gone. “Well, think about it,” Sam advises. “In the meantime, I could show you how to make some tea? I think you have some chamomile in the kitchen.” 

Bucky learns he loves tea. Loves the ritualistic preparation, the soothing smell, but most of all he loves the warmth . Sam bids him goodnight, and Bucky returns to his blanket puddle on the couch, wrapping himself up and cupping the mug in both hands. Sip by tiny sip, Bucky drains the mug, warmth filling his whole body, as JARVIS plays rain sounds softly. He does not remember falling asleep. 

The next morning, Bucky feels…good? 

He'd slept through the whole night. No nightmares. JARVIS informs him that he's woken up about ten minutes before his alarm, even. He has plenty of time to complete the morning routine Sam had shown him before JARVIS announces that Natalia is asking to visit. He tells JARVIS she can come, and begins changing out of his sleep clothes. 

He meets Natalia in the kitchen. “Bucky,” she greets him, an unusual amount of warmth in her tone. “Hungry?” She asks, holding out the usual protein shake. He takes it and she gestures to the stove top. “Would you like to try some solid food today?” He nods, and Natalia shows him out to make oatmeal. “I'll keep yours pretty plain until we see how your system handles it, okay?”

Bucky's a bit enthralled, watching the oars cook down. Natalia adds just a pinch of brown sugar, and the smell, the smell–

“C'mon, _____, you gotta eat. Even put some sugar in for ya, just how you like–”

Bucky shakes his head. The malfunctions, the flashes, are becoming longer and more frequent. Natalia doesn't seem to notice though, as she plates up two bowls of oatmeal, placing the smaller portion at Bucky's spot at the table. “Drink your shake first while it cools,” she suggests, adding a bit more sugar to her bowl. Bucky drinks, and Natalia gives an overview of his day, as she has every day for over a week. 

“After breakfast, we were wondering if you'd come to the lab. My teammates, Bruce and Tony, have figured out a way to take some brain scans you might be comfortable with.” Bucky nods. It makes sense, the Avengers wanting to see the state of his brain before keeping him here any longer. Maybe it's to check his…progress, though whatever objective they desire is still unclear to him. 

If Bucky's not the Soldier, and he's not here for service, then what else is there? 

“So, will you come with me to the lab?” Natalia asks evenly. Bucky nods. He takes a bite of the cooled oatmeal, chews it, savoring the sweet taste and the warmth. It reminds him of something, he just doesn't know what. 

“Can Steve be there?” Bucky asks. He'd really liked Steve. Something about him felt…safe. Protective. And he hadn't had any nightmares last night. Maybe Steve was good luck. 

Natalia's smile softens. “Sure, Bucky. I'll let him know.” 

Natalia finishes her own bowl, then loads their dishes in something called a dishwasher, showing Bucky how to add soap to the contraption. “Food settling okay?” She asks, and Bucky nods. He hasn't had solid food in…years? There'd been one mission–he'd snuck an apple away from an outdoor market, hunched over it in an alleyway and bit into it while juice coated his fingers. It had been crisp and sweet, until his body expelled it thirty minutes later. His stomach had stayed cramped for hours, his mouth filling with an acidic taste. 

His stomach doesn't feel like that now, though. He adds apples to his mental list of foods he wants to try. He follows Natalia into the elevator, and then out onto a new floor. Like the other maintenance– hospital –floor, the lab is brightly lit, spacious, and filled with technology Bucky cannot comprehend. Unlike the hospital floor, there's music playing. Loudly. It’s nothing like the music Steve had played for Bucky. This music is almost.. grating, vibrations thrumming through Bucky's body without him having to touch anything. Bucky thinks he almost enjoys it, in a way. 

Natalia shouts something over the commotion, and a short man with messy brown hair and a strange beard pops up out of the sea of electronics. Something, something is familiar. 

“Cyborg!” The man calls affectionately, and Natalia shoots him a glare, her own version of affection. “Bucky, this is Tony. He handles basically all of the mechanical and engineering needs for the team. He made JARVIS, too. Tony, Bucky.”

Bucky thrusts his hand out like Steve had taught him, because he’s meeting a new person, and this is how you greet a new person, and Tony just – stares at it, not moving to shake his hand. “I, uh, I have a thing,” he mutters before turning away, not meeting Bucky’s eyes. Bucky looks at Natalia, confused. What had he done wrong? What rule had he broken?

“It’s alright, that’s just Tony,” she explains. “Great with machines, shit with people.”

The elevator doors ping open behind them, and Steve walks onto the floor. “Sorry I’m late! Our run took longer than expected.” He looks around the lab. “I miss anything?”

“Party’s just getting started, Cap,” Tony hollers across the lab. 

“JARVIS, can you turn the music off? Or just turn it down a bit?” Steve comes down the stairs, giving Tony a pointed look. “I think some peace and quiet is best for this part, yeah?” He says the last part to Bucky, who nods. “Alright, Tony, show us what you got.”

Tony indicates the one bit of open floor in the lab and directs Bucky to stand on mark on the floor. “You’ll stand here when we do the scans. You don’t have to tense up, but you should stay still for the best result. Bruce is on his way with some contrast that we think will work for your metabolism.” Tony waves his hand at the ceiling. “I basically retrofitted the lab to serve as a giant PET/CT scan. No need to lie down in a giant MRI or anything like that. I’ll just tell JARVIS when to start scanning, and it’ll take a few minutes.”

The elevator doors ping open once more, and another man enters. This one must be Bruce–he has messy hair like Tony, but it’s…curlier? He’s wrapped in a cardigan and carrying a syringe delicately, almost like one would hold a wounded bird, looking as far from a HYDRA technician as one could get. “Hey folks, hi Bucky,” he smiles at Bucky, his voice soft. “My name is Bruce, we met the first day you came to the Tower–I’m not sure if you remember.” He extends his hand, and Bucky takes it, grateful to be able to properly greet someone. “I don’t remember much from that day,” Bucky says, apologetically. 

“That’s alright,” Bruce assures him. “Are you ready to get started, Bucky?” Bucky nods, stepping to the spot on the floor that Tony had indicated. Bruce takes his right arm gently, tying off a band just above the elbow. “We need you to take two things,” Bruce says, gesturing to the syringe in his hand. “The injection will allow us to visualize metabolic activity all over the body. Kinda lets us see what’s going on under the hood, so to speak. Is that something you’re comfortable with?” Bucky nods, eyeing the needle. “Would you like me to count down to injecting, or do you want a distraction?” Bruce asks, cleaning his skin with an alcohol wipe.

“Distraction,” Bucky rasps immediately. Because he can hear his body loud and clear, telling him to run, to fight, to not let the needle pierce his skin– 

“You ever had pizza?” Bruce asks, and Bucky narrows his eyes before shaking his head no. He cannot remember the word pizza, nor what an object named pizza would look like. “Ah, I'll have to make you some, once you can eat solids again – I worked in a pizza shop a long time ago, but still remember every bit. Dough recipe, sauce recipe, you name it.” Bruce meets Bucky's eyes. “And I won't even be bothered if you want pineapple on your pizza,” he says, smiling. “Okay, we're done with the injection. Can you press this gauze here for a second?” 

Bucky looks down, surprised. The needle has already come and gone, and Bruce is pressing a tiny square of gauze against the crook of his elbow. He nods, pressing his left hand to the gauze. “Thank you.”

“Second thing is much easier,” Bruce assures him. “We just need you to drink this, it’s some contrast that will help the scans look much cleaner.” Bucky takes the offered cup with his right hand and drinks. When he’s done, Bruce takes a step back and nods at Tony. “We’re all set”. 

“Okie dokie–J, can you get started?”

“Certainly, sir,” comes the voice of JARVIS. Bucky braces for pain, but there…isn’t…any. Just a gentle hum of machinery. As the scan continues, Tony pulls up a hologram showing the progression of the scan. “Halfway there,” Steve murmurs encouragingly. “You're doing great.” 

A few tense minutes later, the scan is complete and Bruce indicates that Bucky can move again. “Give us a few minutes, and we'll loop you all in, yeah?” Steve and Natalia nod at this, and Steve hands Bucky a water bottle from the lab's mini fridge. 

“Doing okay, pal?” Steve asks, and Bucky realizes that he's been trembling. 

“ I had some ideas about the uniform.” 

“Whatever you want, pal.”

“Okay,” he echoes, shaking his head, grateful for the water. “It wasn't like this, at HYDRA.” 

Steve quirks an eyebrow at that. “Like what?” 

“Painless,” Bucky says, and no further explanation is needed. 

“Come take a look,” Tony hollers, bringing up several holograms in the middle of the lab. “So, we got some general body scans, but I think we're all most interested in the brain scans.” Bruce pulls the hologram showing Bucky's brain front and center. “So, these colors show different levels of activity in the brain,” Bruce gestures to a place towards the middle of Bucky’s brain. “See how there’s less color here? That means those brain tissues are using less glucose, less energy. That’s the temporal lobe.”

“That’s the bit important for memories, yeah?” Steve asks, his eyes fixed on the scan. 

“One of ‘em, yeah,” Bruce affirms. “Memories, facial recognition, regulating emotion–all of that needs the temporal lobe. Now, if we look at the CT scan, we can see…” he trails off, pulling up a scan in black and white. “See this gap here?” Everyone does. Two gaping holes in the middle of Bucky’s brain. Steve lets out a punched out gasp, reaches his fingers out as if to trace the scan. “Bruce,” he finally says, his voice tight, “Bruce, what does that mean ?”

“That’s good news, actually. Those gaps are in the white matter, which is responsible for carrying signals through the brain, not the grey matter–that means his temporal lobe is still functional, it’s just…cut off.”

“Damn HYDRA,” Steve mutters, turning away from the scans. The water bottle in his hand crumples and he throws it across the lab with a grunt of frustration, startling Bucky, who flinches instantly. “God, Buck, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry–”

“The scans are already on their way to Jason,” Bruce comes to Steve’s side, touching his shoulder gently. “But if he’s right about the serum, about being able to regenerate brain cells–Steve, his memories might still be there.”

“And that’s supposed to make me feel better about the holes in his brain? ” Steve growls, before bringing up his hands to cover his face. 

Bucky’s voice breaks the tense silence. “I have been…remembering things,” he offers, wanting to reassure Steve. Steve’s head whips around immediately, and Natalia’s eyebrows lift in surprise. “Yeah?” Steve asks, a little breathless. “What have you been remembering?”

Bucky’s face screws up in concentration. “I…made someone oatmeal with sugar once. I remember dancing. A woman…telling me to fold my clothes.” He stops, and Steve is hanging on his every word. “Sometimes–sometimes it’s just words. Like ‘vanilla’, or ‘foxtrot’. I don’t know what they mean.” He’s not sure what memories he’s lost, but they were obviously important to Steve, and if they’re important to Steve, then they’re important to Bucky.  

“And, what triggers these memories?” Bruce asks. 

Bucky shrugs. “Natalia made me oatmeal, and the smell–I remembered the smell. When I got new clothes, it just–it felt right to fold them. The music,” he looks at Steve. “The music brought back a lot.” A gentle smile breaks slowly across Steve’s face, raw and vulnerable. Bucky wants to see that smile more, wants to be the reason that Steve smiles–

“I’d call that a massive success,” Bruce says, drawing Bucky’s attention back to the rest of the room. Everything but Steve had fallen away for a moment. “We’ll see what Jason says, but I say, we keep doing what we’re doing. Maybe a weekly scan, check in on any regrowth?”

Bucky nods. A new missi– goal. Regain his memories. He can do this. 

***

It’s on a motorcycle. It’s dark, a two-way road in the middle of nowhere. 

It’s tailing…someone. A singular car, civilian, not military. 

December 16th, 1991. 

Mission objective: Eliminate Howard Stark. Acquire supersoldier serums. Leave no witnesses. Make it look accidental. 

The Soldier shoots out the tires of the car, causing it to swerve and crash on the side of the road. The Soldier dismounts its motorcycle, coming first to the driver’s side door. 

“My wife, help my wife,” it hears the target pleading. The Soldier is efficient. It pulls the target from the car, raising its fist, and then–

“Sergeant Barnes?” The target looks it in the eyes, as the Soldier grips the nape of his neck tightly. The Soldier has no name, the Soldier has no name, the Soldier–

It strikes the target, once, twice, three times, then drags his lifeless body back into the car. The Soldier hears a woman’s voice – “Howard?” – and crosses around to the passenger seat, grips the woman’s throat, crushes her larynx, strangles her quickly. Efficiently. Painful deaths were not a mission objective. It finds a security camera, and shoots it out. 

Next objective: the serums. The Soldier extracts them. It makes the deaths look accidental, shoving the car into a ravine. It returns to Handler Karpov, who praises the Soldier for a job well done. But the target’s words ring in the Soldier’s mind. 

"Sergeant Barnes?"

"Shipping out tomorrow. Sergeant _____ Barnes, of the 107th." 

"Sarge–"

"–Barnes–Bucky Barnes"

"Bucky,"  

"Bucky, you’ve known me your whole life. Your name–"

"Your name is James Buchanan Barnes."

Bucky wakes up, panting and alone. “JARVIS,” he calls out, drawing the blanket closer to himself. 

“Yes, Bucky?”

“Was I–was I a Sergeant?” Am I Sergeant Barnes? Did Howard Stark know me?

“Yes, you were drafted and served in the US Army as Sergeant James Barnes.” The AI responds. “Would you like me to call Steve?”

“No–please–please don’t call him, please don’t tell him.” Bucky feels like his lungs are going to jump out of his chest, he can’t get enough air, he can’t– 

“It’s okay, Bucky.” A hologram appears on the wall, a glowing square with a dot running along the sides. “Please use the hologram to regulate your breathing. Inhale, hold, exhale, hold.” 

Bucky does what he’s told, breathing in and out as JARVIS directs him, following the dot moving around the square. “Thank you, JARVIS,” he says when he’s caught his breath. 

“You are very welcome, Bucky.” A pause. “Are you certain you do not want me to call someone for you?”

Bucky shakes his head again. “Can you tell me–who is Howard Stark?”

“Howard Anthony Stark: born 1917, founded Stark Industries. Howard worked on several projects during WWII, including the Manhattan Project and Project Rebirth. Partner: Maria Carbonell Stark. Children: Anthony Edward Stark.” JARVIS’s response sounds programmed. People must ask about Howard a lot. Or…Howard was very important to whoever made JARVIS. 

Howard was important to Tony. 

Bucky lurches forward off of the couch, his knees hitting the floor with a sickening crunch. “Tony is Howard’s son?” He gasps, not expecting an answer. His mind is racing. JARVIS says something, but he can’t hear it over the rush of words running through his mind. 

I knew him. I killed him. I knew him. I killed him.

I knew him–

I killed him. 

[stardustandmeteors]

My Beautiful Asgardian Girlfriend | Loki x Fem! Reader

Note: Loki is canonically Gender fluid both in the MCU and In Norse Mythology, and we don't really get to see it in the MCU universe, so here is some Genderfluid Loki content. He's also canonically Bisexual as well, so yay! Also, the reader, even when Loki is in his male form, is still taller than him.

Pairing: Loki x Female! Reader (The Reader is hyperactive and very social whilst Loki is very anti-social. The Reader is also Midgardian and the Younger sister of Tony.)

Characters: Tony, Pepper, Loki, Thor, & Reader

Warning: None

Just some fluffy wholesome moments with our very dramatic goddess 😍

Loki nervously fiddled with her fingers. She was pacing inside of hers and Y/N shared room in Stark Tower. This was the first time she had shape shifted into one of her older forms from her time on Asgard. She knew her older brother would always love her for being herself, but what would the Avengers think? Especially her outgoing and fun loving girlfriend. Y/N didn't know she could shape shift into a woman, surely the younger Stark wouldn't just leave her, right? Just because she was showing this side of her?

The young Asgardian jumped when she heard a knock on their door, then Thor's voice came through, "Brother, are you up?" Thor spoke, opening the door and peaking his head in, to see the nervous being in the middle of the room. Thor's eyes made contact with his sisters and he grinned. "Sister! It has been a long time since I saw this form!" Thor said, walking in, the grin still on his face. Loki gave him a small shy smile, Thor frowned. "Are you alright Sister?" He asked. Loki sighed.

"This is the first time I've been in this form on Midgard Brother," Loki's soft and silky voice met Thor's ears. He missed his sister's calming voice. "And you and I know Midgardian's aren't as accepting of this. What if the others judge me? What if Y/N judges me?" Loki voiced her concerns, tugging at the hem of her green knitted sweater Y/N and Pepper had made her years ago. Thor put his giant hand on the younger beings shoulder, causing Loki to look up at him with those big puppy dog eyes. Somehow she looks so much more innocent in this form.

"Do not fret sister, I'm positive the others will not judge you. After everything we have been through, I'm sure they'd be accepting of you. Especially Y/N. She loves you." Thor reassured his sister, who looked as though she was about to cry at his words. Loki was lucky to have a brother like him, even if they were adopted, Thor treated Loki the same after everything she had put him through. Loki went forwards and hugged her brother tightly, his arms wrapping around her in a protective manner, his lips kissing the top of her hair. She closed her eyes, savoring the moment she was having with her older brother.

Thor pulled away, holding her by her shoulders as he grins down at the small woman, who smiled up at him. "Now, let's go and see everyone! I'm sure they'd love to see you today sister!" He exclaimed with happiness, grabbing her hand and walking out of the room with Loki shouting in laughter at her brother's pure strength.

As the two siblings came to the part of Stark Tower where the others were located, the two stopped as they watched Y/N laughed with her older brother, Tony, as they were by the built in bar, both of them having drinks of their own. Loki watched them with a smile, Pepper was next to Tony, shaking her head at something Tony had said.

"I'm still shocked you and Loki had gotten together," was the sentence the two siblings heard, Loki's hand now pulled away from Thor's. Loki was confused on why she was put into the conversation. Y/N chuckled with a dreamy look.

"What can I say? He's the embodiment of perfect," Y/N admitted with a soft voice. Tony chuckled. Loki blushed at that.

"I'm sure he is, but he's not my type," Tony joked. Pepper smacked her partners shoulder with a laugh, Y/N laughed along with her.

Thor then cleared his voice, causing Loki's eyes to widen before she hid behind her brother's giant form. The two Stark's and Pepper looked over to him, Y/N grinning up at her best friend.

"Thor!" She exclaimed, waving at him.

"Hey point break, where's Reindeer Games?" Tony spoke, both siblings had the same dull expressions on their face. When would Tony ever stop calling them those stupid names? Thor shook those thoughts away and gave the two women and Tony a huge grin. He turned to Y/N who had gotten up from her seat next to her brother, confused on why Loki wasn't anywhere to be seen.

"Yeah, where is Loki? Is he alright?" She asked in concern. Thor put one of his hands behind him, taking one of his sisters smaller hands into his larger one. Asking for permission to introduce her to them.

"Yes, she is alright Lady Y/N," That caught the three's attention. Y/N looked over towards her brother and soon to be sister in law, then back to Thor.

"She?" Y/N questioned, Thor merely grinned at her, squeezing his sister's hand, telling her it was alright to come out. Loki sighed, before peaking out from behind Thor, her longer messy raven locks cascading down her shoulders as her emerald green optics made contact with E/C's own eyes. Y/N's eyes widened in shock, looking at the woman before her. Tony, upon seeing the new form choked on his drink causing Pepper to pat his back.

"Are you okay Tony?" Pepper asked him, he nodded, trying to stop his coughing fit.

The two women stared at each other, one with curiosity and shock, the other with nervousness and fear. Y/N reached a hand out and stroked the others cheek with gentle touches, before moving closer. She looked over at Thor, who looked at the Midgardian and his sister with a smile.

"Lady Y/N, Lady Pepper, and Man of Iron," Thor used Tony's old nickname, causing Loki to stifle her laughter as Tony glared at him, still coughing and trying to regulate his breathing to normal, "meet, Lady Loki, my sister," Y/N turned to Loki in shock, before a grin formed on her lips.

"I forget how amazing you are Loki," She said, cupping the shorter female's cheek. She then turned to her brother and Pepper, "Look how fucking badass my Girlfriend is Tony," She exclaimed happily before wrapping her arms around Loki in a tight embrace, before looking over to Pepper, "You're badass too Peps, don't forget that!" She said.

Loki laughed at the affection, kissing the others cheek with shyness. Y/N grinned and kissed Loki all over her cheek, before holding her with an arm over her shoulders. "Now I know what we're going to do. Pepper and I are going to take Loki on a shopping spree to get her some new clothing for when she shifts to her female counterpart!" Loki stared at her in shock.

"Love, you don't --" She was cut off.

"Nuh-uh, this is what we're doing." Y/N didn't let her finish before walking towards Pepper so the two could change into day clothes for their trip to the mall. Loki looked at Tony, who went back to drinking his alcohol, he looked at her with a smirk.

"Yeah, you're not getting out of that Reindeer Games," He said. Loki was still waiting for Tony's judgment.

"Your... Okay with me looking like this?" Tony looked at her with a raised brow.

"Why wouldn't I be? You're comfortable right?" Loki nodded, "then I see no reason to judge you for being yourself. Anyways, I gotta get back to work. Have fun with my sister and Pepper, you're gonna need it," he chuckled, before exiting the room. Thor put a hand on her shoulder, causing her to look up at him.

"See, I told you, they wouldn't judge you Sister." Thor said, causing her to smile. This was the perfect outcome of finally coming out to Y/N and her family. They still viewed her the same.

I might make a part two to this, but not sure. How was it? Was it good? Hopefully I didn't make them ooc. These are also happy endings, nothing bad with Thanos happened in this. Everyone's happy.

[abby118]