#Tony stark is a control freak

[denebolablack]

Okay, can we talk about how this quote is literally the whole Tony's life? Like he was a genius, and he definitely grew up too fast for his age (damn, he was in MIT at the age of FOURTEEN). He always keeps learning and remembering things he wish he didn't, the kind of things that would haunt him at night, the kidn of things that would make him feel useless cuz there are things that he just CAN'T stop even if he tries. But at the same time, he WANTS to know things because he needs control, especially after Afghanistan (because when he let other people control things, his weapons were sold to terrorists and he almost died).

So Tony Stark wants to know everything because he needs control, but he hates knowing everything because there are some things that he just CAN'T fix no matter how hard he tries.

And he can't let go of that.

He can't lose control.

Because when he loses control, people die.

He is a control freak because he is afraid of trust again because when he trust people, they betray him or they get hurt.

[minimarvelh]

Tony: kiddo by any chance did you tell anyone that I adopted you?

Peter: of course, mr.Stark, I am a freaking teenager with no self control who desperately adored you, of course I did.

Tony: jeez, that was a good one, but no need for sarcasm.

Peter: huh? I was serious, mr. Stark.

[shybluebirdninja]

Winter Shrink

Summary: When Bucky accidentally gets shrunk to the size of a cat by one of Tony’s gadgets, his girlfriend has to help him navigate life from a dollhouse while avoiding getting squished by her Roomba.

Pairing            : Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Girlfriend-Reader Genre             : Fluff

It started like any other day. Well, any other day when you’re dating a super-soldier who constantly gets roped into Stark’s science projects. You were lounging on the couch, scrolling through your phone, when Bucky burst through the door with that serious look on his face — the one that usually meant some weird shit had gone down.

“Hey babe,” he called, his voice sounding... odd. You glanced up, expecting to see him in his usual towering, intimidating form. Except... you didn’t see him.

You blinked. “Bucky?”

“Down here.”

You looked down, and your jaw literally dropped. There he was, Bucky Barnes, the Winter Soldier himself, but he was no taller than a freaking cat. Maybe even smaller.

“Jesus Christ,” you gasped, covering your mouth in shock. “What the hell happened to you?”

Bucky, standing on your hardwood floor in his tiny combat boots, crossed his arms over his mini vibranium arm like he was still the most badass thing in the room. “Stark happened. Dumbass was messing with some size-reduction tech. Next thing I know, I’m fun-sized.”

You couldn’t help it—you burst out laughing. Like, full-on hysterics.

Bucky’s tiny face twitched. “It’s not that funny.”

“Bucky, you’re like... like a doll!” you choked between giggles. “Oh my god, I can’t breathe.”

“Glad to see you’re taking this seriously,” he muttered, looking thoroughly unimpressed as he stomped over to the leg of the coffee table. Which, at his current size, was basically the height of a damn tree.

You wiped away a tear, trying to regain your composure. “Okay, okay. I’m sorry. But seriously, how long are you gonna be like this?”

Bucky glanced up at you, his tiny hands on his hips. “Tony said a few hours, maybe more.”

“Oh great,” you said, trying not to laugh again. “So what, I just have to babysit mini-Bucky until he figures it out?”

“I don’t need a babysitter,” Bucky grumbled. “I’m still the Winter Soldier, doll. Just… compact.”

You snorted. “Right, right. You’re so scary right now.”

Bucky’s scowl deepened, but before he could say anything else, you heard a low hum from the other room. Your eyes widened in realization. The Roomba.

“Shit, Bucky, move!”

“What—?”

You darted forward just as the Roomba rounded the corner like a robot assassin, heading straight for Tiny Bucky. He turned, eyes going wide as the thing came barreling toward him.

“Seriously? A fucking Roomba?!” Bucky yelped, diving out of the way just in time.

You snatched him up in one hand, clutching him to your chest like an action figure while the Roomba buzzed past. “Holy crap, you almost got squished.”

Bucky’s tiny heart was pounding against your fingers, but he quickly brushed it off, trying to act like he hadn’t just narrowly avoided death by robot vacuum. “I had it under control.”

“Sure you did,” you teased, still holding him in your hand like a living GI Joe. “Should I get you a dollhouse or something? You know, so you have a safe base of operations.”

Bucky shot you a glare. “Don’t push it.”

But the idea of him living in a dollhouse was just too good to pass up. You carried him over to the coffee table and gently set him down, making sure to keep him out of Roomba’s range.

“So,” you said, sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of him, “what’s the plan, Mini Barnes? Just hang out and hope Tony doesn’t take his sweet time fixing you?”

Bucky, who had climbed onto a nearby book to avoid feeling like a speck on the table, shrugged. “Guess so. But if that thing—” he nodded toward the Roomba, still mindlessly circling the living room, “—comes near me again, I’m taking it out.”

You grinned. “I’d love to see that. You, taking down a Roomba with your tiny fists.”

Bucky flexed his mini vibranium arm like it was still the deadliest weapon in the world. “Don’t underestimate me just ‘cause I’m fun-sized.”

“Oh, believe me, I’m not,” you said, smirking. “You’re still pretty intimidating... you know, for a dude who’s shorter than my coffee mug.”

He sighed, running a hand through his shrunken hair. “This is fucking humiliating.”

“Come on, Bucky, it’s kinda cute.”

His eyes snapped to yours, and if looks could kill, well, you’d probably still be alive because it was hard to take him seriously when he was that size. “Cute?”

You nodded, grinning. “Yep. Cute. Like a little tough-guy action figure.”

Bucky groaned, rubbing his face with both hands. “I’m never gonna live this down, am I?”

“Nope,” you said cheerfully. “I’m taking pictures later, too.”

He glared at you again. “If you do, I’ll—”

“What? Glare at my ankles?”

“Doll.”

You giggled, leaning down so you were eye level with him, his tiny face practically vibrating with frustration. “Okay, okay, I’ll cut you some slack… for now.”

Bucky, finally giving up on the idea of intimidating you, collapsed onto the table like a dramatic action figure who just lost his day job. “This better wear off soon. I’m not built for this.”

“Well, you are built small now,” you teased, earning yourself another mini-death-glare.

You were still laughing to yourself when the Roomba buzzed by again, and Bucky, from his spot on the table, narrowed his eyes. “That thing’s mocking me.”

You had to physically hold yourself back from laughing again. “Maybe it is. Maybe the Roomba’s the real enemy here.”

Bucky crossed his arms, staring the Roomba down like he was ready to declare war. “First Stark, then the Roomba. Everyone’s out to get me.”

“Well, at least you’ve still got me, soldier.” You winked at him, leaning back on your hands. “I’ll protect you from the big, bad vacuum.”

Bucky rolled his eyes, but there was a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Yeah, sure, doll. Whatever you say.”

[amethystarachnid]

FEAR

⤷ ANTHONY “TONY” E. STARK

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You’re sitting in the lab at Stark Tower, watching Tony work, and that’s when it hits you. It’s not like some dramatic, slow-motion moment where everything clicks into place with fireworks in the background. No, it’s quieter than that. Subtle. Almost sneaky. It’s just Tony, as he always is: focused, slightly manic, throwing out sarcastic comments that make you roll your eyes, but secretly smile.

“Y/N,” Tony calls out, not even looking up from the holographic display in front of him. “Are you going to just stare at me all day, or are you going to actually help me with this? You know, contribute something to society?”

You blink, startled out of your thoughts, and immediately feel your cheeks heat up. God, were you really just staring? What is wrong with you? You’ve never been this… distracted by him before. Not like this.

“Sorry, I was...uh...thinking,” you lie, trying to shake off whatever weird realization is buzzing in your brain.

Tony doesn’t even glance your way. “Thinking? That’s dangerous. Especially in here. I’m trying to build a reactor, not accidentally blow us up because your mind is somewhere else. Come on, get your head in the game, Y/L/N.”

You force a laugh, hoping it sounds casual, but it feels strained. “Right. Reactor. I’m on it.”

As you move to join him, you do your best to shove down the sudden burst of awareness that’s decided to rear its head today. You and Tony? No. That’s ridiculous. He’s your best friend, your boss, and, let’s be real, way out of your league. He’s Tony freaking Stark, billionaire genius, walking chaos, with charm and charisma that have landed him just about any person he’s ever wanted. He doesn’t do serious relationships, and he definitely wouldn’t look at you like that.

Would he?

No. Don’t even go there. You can’t afford to let your mind wander down that path. It’s dangerous. It’s… stupid.

Still, as you work side by side with him, your eyes can’t help but flicker to the way his hands move, quick and precise, always in control, always tinkering. You think about the way he makes you laugh, even on your worst days, or how he checks in on you when he thinks no one’s looking, dropping off coffee at your desk without saying a word. There are the little things too, the inside jokes, the quiet moments after long days of saving the world, when it’s just the two of you, sitting in companionable silence.

It’s all those things that have started to pile up, one after the other, until suddenly you’re drowning in this feeling you can’t quite name...Or rather, one you don’t want to name. Because if you name it, if you admit it, it becomes real. And once it’s real, it’s going to wreck everything.

“Y/N,” Tony’s voice cuts through the thick fog of your thoughts, and this time, he’s looking right at you, his sharp brown eyes narrowed with suspicion. “What’s up with you today? You’ve been weird for the past hour.”

You freeze, panic rising in your chest. He’s too perceptive for his own good. Damn it. “I’m not being weird.”

“Yeah, you are.” He crosses his arms over his chest, tilting his head. “You’re quiet. You’re never this quiet. Spill it. What’s going on in that head of yours?”

You flinch, knowing if anyone could see through your defenses, it’s him. He always has. That’s part of the problem, isn’t it? He knows you too well. He’ll see right through any lie you come up with, any excuse you make. And once he does… what then? He’ll realize how you feel, and you’ll become just another awkward footnote in the complicated history of Tony Stark’s relationships. Except this time, you’ll lose the best friend you’ve ever had.

You clear your throat, scrambling for something to say. “It’s just… work stuff. I’m fine, Tony.”

He stares at you for a long moment, his gaze heavy, as if he doesn’t believe you. And why would he? He knows you better than anyone. But finally, he relents, letting out a sigh and turning back to the reactor prototype in front of him. “Whatever you say, Y/N. But just so you know, your poker face? It sucks.”

You swallow hard, laughing a little too loudly. “Thanks for the vote of confidence.”

“Anytime.” His voice is dripping with sarcasm, but there’s an undercurrent of concern there too, one that makes your heart tighten in your chest.

It’s not fair, how easily he can make you feel like this. How just being near him makes your pulse race and your stomach twist. You’ve always known Tony had a way of getting under your skin, but this? This is different. This is worse. Because now, you’ve fallen for him, and there’s no coming back from that.

But you can’t let him know. You won’t.

For the rest of the day, you force yourself to be as normal as possible. You joke with him, laugh at his ridiculous quips, and do your best to avoid those moments when his gaze lingers on you for just a second too long. It’s torture, but you manage to keep your cool...Barely. By the time you leave the lab, you’re exhausted, both mentally and emotionally.

As you step into the elevator, your mind is still spinning, replaying every little interaction with Tony, overanalyzing every look, every word. Did he notice? Does he know? God, if he figures it out…

Just as the doors begin to close, Tony’s voice calls out from the hallway. “Y/N, hold up.”

Your heart jumps into your throat as he slips into the elevator with you, his expression unreadable. He doesn’t say anything at first, just presses the button for your floor and leans back against the wall, arms crossed, watching you out of the corner of his eye.

The silence between you feels thick, heavy with unspoken things. You want to say something, anything, to break it, but your mind is blank. For once, you can’t find the words, and it terrifies you.

Finally, Tony speaks, his voice quieter than usual, a hint of something serious lurking beneath the sarcasm. “You know you can talk to me, right?”

You blink, caught off guard. “What?”

He shifts his weight, turning to face you fully. “Whatever’s going on with you...It’s not just work. I know when you’re stressed about work, and this… this isn’t that. So, what’s really going on?”

The sincerity in his voice makes your chest ache. He’s giving you an opening, a chance to tell him the truth. But you can’t. You can’t risk it. Not when there’s so much at stake.

“I’m fine, Tony,” you say, your voice a little too firm. “I promise.”

He watches you for a long moment, something unreadable flickering in his eyes, and for a second, you think he’s going to push further. But then he just sighs, running a hand through his hair. “Alright. Fine. Be mysterious. But if you ever decide to stop being a stubborn ass, you know where to find me.”

The elevator dings, and the doors slide open to your floor. You step out, feeling like you’ve just dodged a bullet, but as the doors close behind you, you realize something else: this isn’t over. Whatever you’re feeling, it’s only going to get worse.

Because no matter how hard you try to hide it, you’re already falling for Tony Stark. And it’s only a matter of time before everything falls apart.

Tony Stark isn’t exactly known for being emotionally in tune. Sure, he’s brilliant — genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist and all that — but when it comes to feelings, he’s about as clueless as they come. That’s probably why it takes him a while to notice that something’s been off between you two lately. Not off in a bad way, just… different.

For weeks now, he’s felt a strange tension hanging in the air whenever you’re around. You’ll be sitting side by side in the lab, working together like always, and suddenly, there’ll be this silence that feels loaded with something neither of you are acknowledging. He’ll make some sarcastic comment, and instead of your usual sharp comeback, you’ll just give him this soft, lingering look that makes his chest tighten.

At first, he brushes it off. Maybe you’re just distracted. Maybe it’s stress. Hell, maybe you’re sick of his company. But then, one night, it hits him.

It’s after midnight, and the two of you are still in the lab, burning the midnight oil as usual. You’re both tired, but you don’t want to leave until the project you’re working on is at least somewhat functional. Tony’s sitting on one of the stools, scribbling down notes on a piece of paper, while you’re across the room tinkering with one of the prototypes. He glances up to ask you something, but the words freeze in his throat.

You’re standing there, bathed in the soft glow of the workshop lights, your hair slightly tousled from hours of working, your brow furrowed in concentration as you carefully adjust the wires on the circuit board in front of you. There’s a faint smudge of grease on your cheek, and the sleeves of your shirt are rolled up to your elbows. It’s nothing new, he’s seen you like this a thousand times before, but something about the moment feels different.

His breath catches in his throat, and for the first time, he really sees you. Not just his best friend, not just his partner in crime, but you, funny, brilliant, stubborn, always ready to challenge him, always pushing him to be better. His mind races back over the past few months, and suddenly, everything clicks into place.

The long nights spent together, the easy banter, the way his heart seems to race when you’re close to him, how he finds excuses to hang out with you even when he doesn’t need to… and the way he misses you when you’re not around.

Oh, no.

He’s in love with you.

Tony almost laughs at the absurdity of it all. The great Tony Stark, falling for his best friend? The same man who’s spent years avoiding anything remotely close to a serious relationship, and here he is, head over heels for the one person he can’t afford to screw things up with.

He doesn’t say anything, just watches you for a moment longer, his heart pounding in his chest. You look up, catching him staring, and for a brief second, something flickers in your eyes, something soft, almost vulnerable. But then you look away, brushing your hair behind your ear, and the moment passes.

“Hey, genius,” you call out, breaking the silence. “You gonna help me with this or just sit there staring at me like a weirdo?”

Tony snaps out of it, shaking his head as he tries to clear his thoughts. “Yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” he says, hopping off the stool and walking over to you, determined to bury this newfound revelation under layers of sarcasm and work.

He can’t deal with this right now. He’s Tony Stark, for god’s sake. He doesn’t do feelings.

But deep down, he knows there’s no escaping it.

For the next few weeks, everything changes. Well, sort of. You and Tony still hang out all the time, you still work together, you still exchange your usual discussions, but there’s this tension between you now, this unspoken something that neither of you are acknowledging.

You feel it every time his arm brushes against yours when you’re working side by side, or when he makes some smartass remark and you laugh a little too hard, only to catch him looking at you with that same intensity that sends a flutter through your chest.

But you’re scared. Terrified, actually. You know how Tony is with relationships, he doesn’t do them, and even if he did, you’re not sure you could ever be what he needs. He’s Tony Stark, larger than life, always moving a mile a minute. And you? You’re just… you. How could you ever compare to the women who’ve come in and out of his life, the ones who are glamorous, confident, and, let’s face it, completely different from you.

So, you try to push your feelings down, bury them deep where they can’t mess things up. You can’t lose Tony. Not like this. You’d rather be his friend forever than risk ruining what you have by admitting you’ve fallen for him.

What you don’t know is that Tony’s going through the exact same thing.

He can’t stop thinking about you, no matter how hard he tries. He spends hours lying awake at night, replaying every interaction between you, wondering if you feel the same way, and cursing himself for not having the guts to find out. But he’s scared too. For all his bravado and confidence, when it comes to you, Tony’s terrified. He’s never had someone in his life like you before, someone who really knows him, sees him for who he is, flaws and all.

The thought of losing you? Of screwing things up and ruining the best thing in his life? That’s enough to make him keep his mouth shut, no matter how much it kills him.

One evening, after a particularly long day, the two of you end up in Tony’s penthouse, sprawled out on the couch, a bottle of whiskey sitting between you. It’s a familiar scene: just you and Tony, unwinding after a long day, laughing and talking about everything and nothing. But tonight, something feels different. There’s a charge in the air, something unsaid that’s been hanging between you for weeks.

You take a sip of your drink, your eyes wandering over to Tony. He’s sitting next to you, his arm draped over the back of the couch, his head tilted back as he stares up at the ceiling. There’s a quietness about him tonight, a kind of vulnerability that you don’t see often.

“You ever wonder what it would be like if things were… different?” he asks suddenly, his voice low, almost hesitant.

Your heart skips a beat, but you keep your tone casual, not wanting to give anything away. “Different how?”

Tony shrugs, his eyes still fixed on the ceiling. “You know, if we weren’t… us. If we were different people, with different lives. Maybe things wouldn’t be so complicated.”

You swallow hard, your pulse quickening. “What’s complicated about it?”

He glances over at you, and for a moment, you see something in his eyes that makes your breath catch. Something raw, something real. But just as quickly as it appears, it’s gone, replaced by the familiar smirk you know so well.

“Nothing,” he says, waving a hand dismissively. “Just thinking out loud. Ignore me. I’ve had too much to drink.”

You bite your lip, your chest tightening as you try to push down the disappointment that’s rising in your throat. He was so close to saying something—so close to opening up, to finally talking about what’s been hanging between you. But, as always, he retreats behind his armor of sarcasm and bravado, and the moment slips away.

You lean back against the couch, forcing yourself to relax. You can’t let yourself get caught up in this. Tony’s never going to say anything, and neither are you. It’s just the way things are.

But that doesn’t stop your heart from aching.

The tension between you two builds over the next few weeks, until it’s practically unbearable. Every touch, every glance feels charged with unspoken words, and you’re both teetering on the edge of something you’re too scared to face.

It all comes to a head one night after a particularly rough mission. You’re exhausted, bruised, and still a little shaken from the close call you had out in the field. Tony’s even more on edge than usual, his temper flaring as he snaps at everyone around him, barking orders and refusing to listen to reason.

You follow him back to the Tower, watching as he storms into the lab, his face a mask of frustration and anger. You know him well enough to see what’s really going on—he’s scared. Tony hides his fear behind anger, always has, but you’re not about to let him shut you out.

“Tony,” you say softly, stepping into the lab after him. “Talk to me.”

He doesn’t look at you, just starts pulling pieces of equipment off the shelves, muttering under his breath. “Not now, Y/N.”

“Tony, stop,” you say, your voice firm as you walk up to him, placing a hand on his arm. “Whatever’s going on, you can’t keep doing this. You can’t keep shutting me out.”

He freezes at your touch, his jaw clenched, his eyes flashing with a mixture of anger and something else—something deeper. For a

moment, you think he’s going to brush you off again, but then, suddenly, he turns to face you, his eyes blazing.

“You want to know what’s going on?” he snaps, his voice harsh. “Fine. I’ll tell you. I’m scared, okay? I’m scared that one of these days, I’m going to lose you. I’m scared that I’m going to screw things up, like I always do, and you’ll be the one who pays for it. And I can’t...” His voice breaks, and he runs a hand through his hair, his shoulders slumping. “I can’t lose you, Y/N. I just… I can’t.”

Your breath catches in your throat as you stare at him, your heart pounding. He’s never been this open with you before, never let you see this side of him. And suddenly, all the walls you’ve built around your heart come crashing down.

“I’m not going anywhere, Tony,” you say softly, stepping closer to him. “I’m right here. I’ve always been here.”

He looks at you then, really looks at you, and for the first time, there’s no smirk, no sarcastic remark to deflect what he’s feeling. There’s just Tony, raw and vulnerable, standing in front of you, his heart laid bare.

Before you can talk yourself out of it, before the doubt creeps back in, you surge forward, closing the gap between you in an instant. This time, the kiss isn’t soft or tentative like the first, it’s hungry, desperate, and filled with all the emotions you've been trying to hide.

Tony doesn’t hesitate. The second your lips crash into his, his hands are on you, gripping your waist firmly as he pulls you flush against him. His kiss is rougher, more demanding, his lips parting yours with a quiet groan that sends heat pooling in your stomach. You gasp into his mouth, fingers tangling in his hair as he deepens the kiss, his tongue brushing against yours in a way that leaves you breathless.

Your back hits the lab table behind you, the cool metal contrasting sharply with the heat of Tony’s body pressed against yours. One of his hands slips down to your thigh, lifting it to hook around his hip, anchoring you closer as his lips move against yours with an intensity that has your head spinning.

His grip tightens on you, the kiss turning frantic as if both of you are trying to make up for all the moments you’ve avoided this, for all the tension that’s been building for months, maybe years. The way he’s kissing you, like he’s been waiting for this just as long as you have, makes your heart race even faster.

But then the weight of it hits you, everything this could mean, everything this could ruin.

You pull back sharply, breaking the kiss as your breath comes out in shaky gasps. Tony stares at you, wide-eyed, his expression a mix of surprise and something else—something you’re not ready to face.

“I—” you stammer, taking a step back, your mind racing. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”

Tony takes a step toward you, his hand reaching for you, but you’re already moving, already pulling away from him and the mess of emotions swirling between you.

Without thinking, you turn and run.

“Y/N, wait!” Tony calls after you, his voice panicked, but you don’t stop. You can’t stop. Your heart is pounding, your mind racing with a thousand different thoughts, all of them crashing into each other like waves in a storm.

What did you just do?

You practically sprint out of the lab, heading for the nearest exit as your heart thunders in your chest. You don’t know where you’re going. You just need space. You need to think. You need to breathe.

You run out of the building, the cool night air hitting your skin like a shock to the system. It’s a relief, in a way, the cold helping to snap you back to reality. But your mind is still racing, replaying that kiss over and over again. The way his lips felt on yours. The way his hands held you, like he was afraid to let go.

This was a mistake.

You tell yourself that over and over again as you walk aimlessly down the dark streets, your breath coming in ragged gasps. You and Tony, best friends for years, always dancing around something deeper but never daring to cross that line. And now? You’ve crossed it. And there’s no going back.

You shake your head, wiping at the tears that you hadn’t realized had started to fall. How could you have been so stupid? You’ve seen the way Tony treats relationships: brief, fleeting, never letting anyone too close. You were different. You were safe. And now, you’ve gone and ruined it.

The worst part? You know you love him. You’ve known it for a while, even if you’ve been too scared to admit it to yourself. And now that you’ve kissed him, now that you’ve felt what it’s like to have him hold you, you know there’s no turning back. But the fear, the doubt, it claws at you, telling you that you’ll never be what he needs. You’ll never be enough.

He’ll leave, just like he always does. And you can’t bear to lose him like that.

Tony stands frozen in the lab, staring at the spot where you just were, his heart still racing from the kiss. He can’t believe it, one minute, you were kissing him, and the next? You were gone.

“Shit,” he mutters under his breath, running a hand through his hair in frustration. His mind is spinning, replaying the way you’d pulled away, the panic in your eyes before you bolted.

He doesn’t know what to do. He’s never been good at this, at feelings, at relationships, at anything that requires him to actually open up. But you? You’re different. You’ve always been different. And now that he knows that you feel the same way, he’s terrified that he’s just blown it.

He should’ve stopped you. He should’ve said something, anything, to let you know that he’s feeling just as scared, just as confused, but instead, he let you run.

Tony paces the room, his mind racing. He’s not used to feeling helpless. In most situations, he’s the guy with all the answers, the one who can fix anything with the right tech, the right plan. But this? This is uncharted territory. He doesn’t know how to fix this. He doesn’t even know where to start.

She’s gone because she thinks it was a mistake.

The thought sends a jolt of panic through him, and before he knows what he’s doing, he’s grabbing his jacket and heading for the door. He can’t let you walk away thinking this was a mistake. He can’t let you walk away at all.

Because for the first time in his life, Tony Stark realizes he’s scared of losing someone. Not just anyone: you.

The next few days are a blur of avoidance, both on your part and Tony’s. You throw yourself into work, keeping busy with any project you can find. Anything to keep your mind off that kiss, off the way Tony looked at you like he might actually feel the same way.

Tony’s doing the same thing. You see him around, of course, you still live at the Stark Tower after all, and avoiding him completely is next to impossible. But there’s a distance between you now, a tension that wasn’t there before. It’s awkward, but neither of you say anything. Neither of you dare to acknowledge the giant, kiss-shaped elephant in the room.

Instead, you both retreat into your old habits. Tony leans on his sarcasm, cracking jokes that fall flat, while you throw yourself into your work, avoiding his gaze whenever you’re in the same room together. It’s like you’re both walking on eggshells, terrified of what might happen if one of you breaks the silence.

You hate it. You hate the awkwardness, the tension, the way things have changed between you. You miss the ease you used to have with Tony, the way you could just be you around him without worrying about anything else. But now? Everything’s different, and you don’t know how to get back to what you had.

Worse, you don’t even know if you want to.

Because the truth is, you don’t think you can go back. Not after that kiss. Not after feeling what it was like to have him hold you, to kiss you like he actually meant it. And that scares the hell out of you.

You’ve been in love with Tony for longer than you care to admit, but you’ve always pushed it down, telling yourself it was better to stay friends, better to keep things simple. But now, after that kiss, you can’t ignore it anymore. You can’t pretend that you don’t want more.

The problem is, you’re pretty sure Tony doesn’t want the same thing. He’s Tony Stark, he doesn’t do relationships, not serious ones, anyway. And even if he did… why would he want you?

That thought lingers in your mind, eating away at you. You’re not enough for him. You’ll never be enough. And that’s why, even though the kiss was everything you’ve ever wanted, you know it was a mistake.

It has to be.

It’s another late night in the lab, just like any other night. Or at least, that’s what you’re trying to tell yourself. But you can feel Tony’s eyes on you as you work, and it’s driving you insane.

You haven’t talked about what happened. You haven’t even mentioned it. And it’s starting to suffocate you.

Finally, you can’t take it anymore. You slam your tools down on the table, turning to face Tony, who’s sitting across the room, fiddling with a circuit board.

“We need to talk,” you say, your voice sharper than you intended.

Tony looks up, his eyes wide with surprise. “Talk about what?”

You give him a look, crossing your arms over your chest. “You know what.”

There’s a beat of silence, and then Tony sighs, running a hand through his hair as he stands up and walks over to you.

“Look,” he says, his voice softer now, more serious. “I get it. You think the kiss was a mistake.”

You open your mouth to protest, but Tony holds up a hand, cutting you off. “But here’s the thing, Y/N. It wasn’t. At least, not for me.”

Your heart skips a beat, but you force yourself to stay calm, to not get your hopes up. “Tony, don’t—”

“No, listen,” he interrupts, stepping closer. “I’ve been thinking about this, about us, and I know I’ve screwed up a lot in my life. Hell, I’ve probably screwed this up too. But I don’t want to keep pretending that kiss didn’t mean anything.”

You stare at him, your heart pounding in your chest. This is the moment you’ve been dreading, the moment you’ve been avoiding. And yet, you can’t help but feel a flicker of hope.

Tony takes another step closer, his eyes searching yours. “I don’t know what this is, Y/N. I don’t have all the answers. But I do know one thing: I don’t want to lose you. Not as a friend, not as anything. So if you’re willing to take a chance on me… on us… then I’m all in.”

For a moment, you just stand there, staring at him, your mind racing. This is it. The moment you’ve been waiting for, the moment you’ve been terrified of. And yet, as you look into Tony’s eyes, you realize that maybe, just maybe, this is worth the risk.

“I’m scared,” you admit, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Me too,” Tony says, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “But we’ll figure it out. Together.”

And in that moment, you know you can’t run anymore. You take a deep breath, stepping forward, closing the distance between you.

“I’m in,” you whisper.

Tony grins, his arms wrapping around you as he pulls you into a kiss. And this time, you don’t run. You don’t push him away.

Because this time, you know it’s real.

“God, Y/N,” he breathes against your lips between kisses, his voice rough with need. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”

The confession stokes the fire burning between you, and you kiss him harder, your fingers trailing down his chest, feeling the hard lines of muscle beneath his shirt. He groans into your mouth, his hand sliding up your back, pulling you even closer as his teeth graze your bottom lip, sending a shiver of pleasure straight through you.

It’s overwhelming, intoxicating, and you can feel yourself teetering on the edge of losing control. Every kiss, every touch from Tony makes your whole body ache for more, and suddenly, you’re not sure you can stop this. You’re not sure you want to stop this.

But just as quickly as it began, a flicker of fear pulls you back. You break the kiss, gasping for air as you pull away slightly, your forehead resting against his, both of you breathless. Tony’s hands stay on you, his grip firm but not demanding, as if he’s giving you the space to decide where this goes next.

And in that brief moment, reality crashes back in, the weight of everything you’re risking between you. Your heart is racing, your lips swollen from the kiss, and every nerve in your body is screaming at you to give in, to let this happen. But the fear, of losing him, of ruining what you have, still lingers at the edges of your mind.

“I can’t lose you,” you whisper, your voice shaky, torn between desire and doubt. “Tony, I...”

His hand cups your cheek gently, his thumb brushing over your lips, still damp from the kiss. “You won’t,” he says softly, his voice steady despite the heat still burning in his eyes. “I promise you, Y/N. You won’t lose me.”

The sincerity in his voice, the way he’s looking at you like you’re the only thing that matters, is enough to make you believe him. For the first time, you let yourself believe that maybe this, you and him, could work.

You let out a shaky breath, leaning into his touch, and with one last look into his eyes, you crash your lips back into his, giving yourself over completely this time. And this kiss? This one isn’t frantic. It’s deep, slow, and filled with the promise of everything that’s been building between you for so long.

Tony moans into your mouth, his hands roaming your body with newfound confidence, and you can feel the heat between you growing, spiraling out of control. His lips trail down your jaw, then lower, tracing a hot path along your neck that has you gasping his name.

This time, you don’t pull away. You don’t run.

You stay, letting yourself fall.

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I don't know if I like this or not but well...here we are. If you liked it like, reblog and leave a comment if you want! <3

[riovidalupdates]

LAST GIRL STANDING - i.

part ii.

“I’m not asking you to stay. I’m asking if this was ever real?” - Wanda Maximoff

“The issue with time is that it’s endless, yet, there’s never enough. How does it fit with us?” - Rio Vidal

“You were never a priority, but you became one that I can’t lose now.” - Agatha Harkness

pairings: wanda maximoff x fem!reader, agatha harkness x fem!reader, and rio vidal x fem!reader

summary: you’ve come to learn that you can love more than one person—because you love them in different ways. the problem: they love you in one way. so, who are you in love with and who gets hurt?

warnings: cursing, angst, intimate moments but not sex, and other stuff that i'll add as time goes on.

notes: this one has been in my drafts for a long time. i did a little bit of revision and editing, but i am busy and i do want to get this story going. as it goes on I will be more efficient with the editing. it is also a college au so there is no witches or anything like that, but other works will be! enjoy! chapters will be longer and the writing will get better. It’s been awhile since I’ve actually written a story, but I’ve been working on so many other projects and I had this all planned out before I got my new job.

word count: 1.4k

・❥・

There was never a time where you ever thought you’d be losing your sanity. Months ago, you only ever known the beauty of peace, having full control over your thoughts and emotions with no consequences. Where does the chaos abruptly begin, how does it begin, and why does it begin?

Because fuck all that, why do you have to be involved in a mess that you didn’t ask for?

You stared out of your dorm window, tracing the movement of students below as they hurried between classes. The campus was alive with energy—laughter, chatter, and the constant shuffle of feet on the worn pathways—but it all felt distant to you, like watching life happen through a glass pane. From the outside, you seemed well-adjusted. A few close friends, decent grades, a knack for blending in at social events. But lately, you had begun to feel a quiet, persistent void growing inside, one that friendship, academic success, and even casual flings couldn’t quite fill.

It wasn't that you were lonely in the traditional sense. In fact, you had friends—great friends who provided the utmost support in all that you do. Natasha Romanoff from work, Kate Bishop from short-film club, Steve Rogers from gym (he was also Natasha’s boyfriend), Tony Stark who crashed into your car the first day of move-in (he paid for all damages after you punched him), and Wanda Maximoff, your best friend. Wanda had been by your side for years, a constant source of home. There was so much to your overall relationship with her that it couldn’t be replicated with the others or anyone. Even if you were to try.

But no matter how much you spent time with Wanda, she found her footing in rather quick. And while you don’t want to assume things are going well for her, you could at least tell she was happiest when she was in the arms of her obnoxious, academically skilled boyfriend, Vision. Vision who is ahead of the IT program, the captain of the golf team, and somehow Tony’s coworker at Stark’s Industries (who cares about some intellectual freak? Not you).

Anyway, it felt like there was something missing, some deeper connection you couldn’t quite grasp. Sometimes, you’d feel yourself pulling back in conversations, faking a smile here and there when noticing yourself drifting out of sync.

You sigh as you turned away from the window, grabbing your backpack, and slinging it over your shoulder. Another day of classes to get to, papers to turn in, and your typical routine to follow. It all felt so automatic, like living on autopilot.

Perhaps there was something you weren’t doing. Maybe you were actively doing something to avoid fulfilling that aspect of void?

Your phone buzzed on the desk—Wanda.

“Dinner tonight?” She asks once you pick up. “And I swear if you say no, I am going to drive to your class and drag you out myself.”

 You considered telling her no for a moment but it’s Wanda and because of that you say, “Sure. Just don’t barge in like last time. Felt like I got in trouble with my mother…”  Despite your growing sense of detachment, you couldn’t bring herself to decline. You’ve been avoiding her like the plague. She’s your best friend and has asked to hang out for the last month or so only for you to be nowhere. Questions were beginning to rise, and you weren’t ready to answer any of them.

Her laughter echoed through and you kind of forget that you were falling into a hole of emptiness. “Look, I gotta go,  I’ll see you tonight, yeah?”

“Yeah. See you, dekta.”

Dekta. It was always that.

As you made your way across campus, weaving through the throngs of students, you felt a heaviness settle in your chest. Classes, work, clubs, and repeat. How was it that you could be surrounded by people, involved in their lives, and still feel like an outsider looking in?

You loved your friends, or at least you thought you did, but lately, even that felt like a lie you told yourself. You enjoyed your courses. So what if you have to stay up until 2am for shoots and editing, you wouldn’t have done it if you didn’t enjoy it. Actually, you were late to register, and this was kind of a last minute decision.  And you were president for the short film club, but you kind of are guessing why you’re doing this all because you hate people.

The reality is, it’s to avoid facing the deeper truth: that connection, the real kind, the kind that made you feel alive and seen. Not just from relationships, courses, and social life.

Was this what your life was going to be? Always on the fringes, never fully connecting? You wanted more but didn’t know how to get it. Maybe you didn’t even know what “more” really was.

You were good at pretending everything was fine, good at putting on a show of contentment. But deep down, you knew you were waiting for something—or someone—to break through that glass pane that kept you at arm’s length from everyone around.

But until then, you’d keep going, navigating your college life as best as you could, feeling more like an observer than a participant.

・❥・

You sat across from Wanda at your usual spot in the campus dining hall, picking at her salad as Wanda animatedly recounted the latest drama involving her boyfriend, Vision. You nodded along, making the appropriate sounds of sympathy and surprise, but part of you couldn't help but tune out the problem.

“I swear, sometimes he just doesn’t listen,” Wanda continued, exasperation creeping into her voice. “Last night I..." She sighed, looking down at her food. "I told him I needed space and time to collect my thoughts about where this is going, but he kept calling and texting, so we could talk it out..."

You forced yourself back into the conversation. “Sounds like he’s not respecting your boundaries,” you offered, glancing up at Wanda. You couldn’t help the slight resentment that crept in whenever Vision came up. There was always an unspoken tension in your friendship, one that emerged whenever Wanda talked about her boyfriend.

You didn’t know exactly why you disliked him—maybe it was his arrogant demeanor, or the way he always seemed to treat Wanda as an accessory rather than an equal. She would often vent about the small ways in which he let her down, like forgetting their date plans or brushing off her opinions, but then she would always follow it up with some form of an excuse that he cares. You would just nod along, hiding the skepticism behind a supportive smile.

"Tell me about it,” Wanda huffed, shaking her head. “It's a flaw of his and when the time is right, we'll discuss it and how we can better ourselves. Enough about me though, how about you? Anything exciting that requires you to get out of that hermit crab shell of yours? Maybe with...that TA? Angus, right?"

You snickered but also couldn’t help but notice how Wanda seemed to skirt around anything serious about her relationship with Vision (what a prick). There was a glint of something—maybe uncertainty, maybe resignation—in her eyes when she spoke about him. You wondered if Wanda was just as skilled at pretending everything was fine as you were. It made you feel a little less alone, knowing you weren’t the only one hiding something.

Yet, despite your doubts about the boyfriend, you never voiced your concerns outright. The last thing you wanted was to come across as jealous or possessive. Deep down, you wondered if there was a part of you that simply didn’t want to share Wanda—a feeling you quickly buried before it could grow into something more troubling.

Your face flushed at the mention of Agatha, and you quickly took a sip of water to hide the embarrassment. “Her name is Agnes,” you mumbled, rolling your eyes for effect. So, maybe you kind of lied. Only because you didn't want Wanda to track and stalk the girl. "And she's just intriguing..."

"Intriguing, huh?” Wanda teased. “You should talk to her more. Or, you know, talk to her at all.”

“Very funny,” You shot back. “It’s not that simple.”

But maybe it was. Maybe if you could muster up the courage to actually talk to Agatha, you’d feel less like you were floating aimlessly and more like you were taking control of your own life. You could already hear Wanda’s voice in your head, encouraging you to just go for it, to not overthink it, to take a chance.

[alice1939]

Emperor Stark episode has great characterization of Tony and Stevetony moments. I love how Tony is a man who always try to fight his own control freak nature to be a good man, and Steve believes in him even more than himself.

[bennie-jerry]

My Beef with Wanda Maximoff - An MCU Rant

Sorry not sorry, I will ride the Wanda-ain't-shiitake train till the wheels are worn out. I do not care what her fangirls say. And if you're legitimately going to be so overly offended just from me disliking a FICTIONAL character, I highly suggest you click off, make some tea, and watch a Ghibli movie.

How many times does it need to be said? Just because someone suffers from some form of (small or big) trauma, IT DOESN’T GIVE THEM A PASS TO DO EVIL SH—

I really REALLY sincerely hope there's lore or bits I'm missing here (and if so, PLEASE tell me because I WANT to be wrong so BAD). But from what I know and remember, I feel as though I have every right to be disgusted with who Wanda is as a person.

It frustrates me so much how this carmine-colored narcissist will whine about people being scared of her, but she does stuff only a scary person WOULD do.

Purposefully setting the Hulk off so you could use him as a wrecking ball on innocent civilians in Johannesburg during Age of Ultron? Seems scary as heck.

Literally warping the universe itself to hunt and kill a teenager who did nothing to you during Multiverse of Madness? Seems scary as heck.

Brainwashing an ENTIRE town JUST so you can live in delusion about your man not being dead during Wandavision? Seems DOUBLE scary as heck.

Don't even try to defend what she did in Age of Ultron. Even if she supposedly didn't INTEND to have civilians killed, she sure as HECK didn't seem all too sorry that it happened. She wasn't ‘regretful’ that she did it. She was only ‘regretful' when Bruce confronted her on it. She has the nerve (the utter AUDACITY) to hate Tony Stark for the same CRAP that she does (if not worse, which let's be honest—it’s worse).

At least Tony Stark DIED out of an effort to save everyone, whereas Wanda usually tends to only help others when it benefits HER.

Wanda is nothing more than a Multiversal brat with a god-complex and no one can tell me otherwise. If something does not go 100% her way, she completely acts out and throws a reality-warping tantrum.

“Oh, but she tried to fix everything in Wandavision!”

Yeah, only after finding out she was BRAINWASHING people!

How the FREAK do you reality warp an ENTIRE town (especially at the large radius she used her magic) and expect NO one to be under mind control? Would you NOT try to fly around the premises to see if ANYONE else was there?

Once again, even if this was an example where she didn't INTEND for it to happen, then that proves another great flaw that she has.

Wanda hardly (if ever) thinks through her actions. And then when her actions bite her in the butt, she has the nerve to be surprised. Wanda almost never (and I'm being generous here) considers how her actions harm or affect others until it turns around and affects HER.

She did not deserve Vision, he was too good of a man for her, sorry not sorry.

Just the stuff she did BEFORE Multiverse of Madness ALONE is enough to not like her.

Let's not even get into the fact she never ACTUALLY apologized to Bruce Banner for everything she put him through. All she said at most when he confronted her is, “I know you're angry…”

Oh wow, REALLY? I couldn't POSSIBLY understand why Banner would EVER be angry at you for essentially brain-raping him (going into his mind and memories without his CONSENT) and using his worst fears against him to trigger Hulk so you could use him like a personal killing machine, further lessening the very few support systems he already HAD. She should feel grateful Banner didn't immediately throw her through a wall upon seeing her.

“But she became an avenger and helped them in Endgame!”

I could not give less of a DOOKIE about the fact she did that. Wanda fighting Thanos was literally the ONLY option she possibly had if she didn't wanna turn into dust along with the other half of the population. Sure, she also did it because she was forced to kill her boo BECAUSE of Thanos, but let's be honest—she would've had to fight him regardless. Her handing Thanos’ butt to him (while a very cool scene) doesn't prove JACK about her character.

The fact she ever BECAME an avenger after effectively traumatizing the MAJORITY of them is mind-boggling to me.

“Oh, I'm sorry I weaponized all of your traumas against you for my own personal gain because I wanted to work with a genocidal robot, can I join you guys?”

“Sure, Wanda! Come into the team and we'll pretend like you didn't do a darn thing!”

(The fact this isn't even ALL that she's done is absurd, I can still keep going—)

Don't even get me STARTED on Multiverse of Madness. And before anyone tries to say, “She did it so she could have a reality with her children!”

BRO, HER KIDS WEREN'T EVEN FREAKING REAL—

Wanda Freaking Maximoff wanted to murder a TEENAGER all for some children that were not even ACTUAL people. And when she did have them, didn't she make them FIGHT against the military in Wandavision or am I mistaken (which I VERY MUCH hope I am because what the he---)?

I do not care whatsoever what her reason is or what trauma she went through. Attempted murder of a minor (ESPECIALLY in this case, a minor who didn't even do anything) is inexcusable to me.

There is no way in frog fingers you guys are ACTUALLY trying to justify and/or downplay a grown ADULT trying to murder a CHILD (because that's what America was—a CHILD).

(Her and Miguel O'Hara would get along GREAT, when's the collab--)

And by then, she had ALREADY brutally murdered a whole bunch of people and probably corrupted the multiverse even FURTHER than she already had.

It wasn't until an ALTERNATE version of her (who ACTUALLY had her kids) told her to sit the [BLEEP] down (I'm paraphrasing here, but you get my drift).

Wanda is NOT a victim. Is she a good villain? Yes. But this witch isn't a victim. Not anymore at least. She doesn't apologize for her actions. She doesn't take responsibility. She doesn't reflect on what she does.

And even when she DOES finally do ANY of those things in ANY capacity, the damage is already done. In fact, it's not JUST done, it's also BURNT inside the oven causing smoke to go everywhere.

There is no rhyme or reason you could pull out that will convince me to be anything short of angry with this character and I'm so tired of her fans trying to defend her just because she was a lab rat and lost her man.

Once again, it's not bad to like a character that does awful stuff. But please, for sanity sake, STOP acting like they're a lost little angel BECAUSE you like them. I know they say "hurt people hurt people" but that still doesn't justify doing bad stuff just because bad things happened to YOU.

[theobservatory]

｡⁠☆Control Freak｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠ 

☆Cw: no pronouns, no use of y/n, reader is referred to as daughter, one F bomb

You are the daughter of Tony Stark, adopted, sure, but his daughter all the same. Between him and Pepper if there's anything you've picked up, it's how to hide how you feel. You pride yourself on how put together you look, how your hair is always neat, how your smile is always charming, how nobody ever really knows what you're thinking.

Then in comes Peter Parker to mess it all up for you.

The first time you met him was by complete accident. He'd only ever heard about you in passing, despite having been interning with your father for some amount of months by that point. To this day he still claims he didn't know the room was yours.

If you think you were surprised watching a bleeding vigilante rip off his mask and practically collapse on your floor, imagine his when you started screaming for your dad. How were you supposed to know this was spiderman? You'd never even seen a picture of him before then.

Your father wasted no time escorting him to the medbay, a funny little shrug to his shoulders and a casual, what're you gonna do, look on his face. You proceed to casually shrug back, and ignore the way your heart is still racing from the scare.

You meet Peter again a few weeks later, once again unexpected. He's so remorseful, he looks like a kicked puppy as he apologizes for scaring you.

You are still frozen. It's 3am, you came out of your room for a snack not expecting anyone to be in the kitchen this late. Your PJs are rumpled, and your hair is sticking up like you've been electrocuted, somehow the guy even managed to catch you mid chew.

Still, you are no one if not your father's daughter. You swallow what's in your mouth, paying no mind to the pain of the half chewed food in your throat, and you pretend that you look ready to go to an annoying board meeting with your mother. Nevermind your heart racing, both from how cute the boy in front of you is, and how you're still reeling from being startled.

"Sorry, we haven't met. What's your name?"

And there was your mistake. Just one sentence opened the door for Peter Parker to enter your life.

From then on all he ever does is catch you off guard. He always seems to know how you feel or what you need. It tilts your world so off kilter that you don't know what to do at first.

"Hey, I brought leftovers, I thought you'd want some." Your stomach hasn't even growled yet. How did he know?

"I can make them leave if you want?" Your pokerface can rival your dad's. How did he know?

"Oh, you like dogs too?" You didn't even smile at the puppy. How did he know?

"The spider isn't going to hurt you, you don't have to be afraid of it." You hadn't even jumped. How. Did. He. Know?

You are completely lost around Peter. All of that careful control you've built up over the years is rendered completely minute. You feel like you've been thrown into the deep end and told to swim.

You don't like it.

Well, you don't like it in the beginning, at least.

You nag, tease, annoy, really any harmless slightly irritating thing, you do to Peter. Through it all, he just teases right back, like he knows you don't mean it.

So you get meaner, and he gets mean right back. Until somehow, he makes you laugh. He makes you laugh so hard it hurts your stomach and grips your chest. You don't know how he does it, but you want to learn, more than anything.

You learn that he likes starwars, and is overall a huge nerd that can only be matched by his best friend. You learn to get along with MJ to tag team Peter in verbal sparing, you learn all about crime rates, and chemicals you can't ever remember the names of, his favorite foods, what makes him angry, or sad.

You learn that he likes you, like- like-likes you. It leaves you floundering all over again, and maybe you like him like that too. You can't tell, and he seems to know that, like he always does.

You grumble on your first date, something about Peter and his stupidly cute fucking face. He laughs and returns the compliment, nervous in a way you can only see in his fiddling fingers.

The date goes amazingly well, too. At the end of the night, when he has to say goodbye, he's all anxious stutters and flushed cheeks. God, he's so sweet you think your teeth are gonna rot, and he really is no help with the way he flushes darker under your stare.

"Shut up, Peter." You say, before your heart explodes, and kiss him smack on the mouth.

His stuttering only gets worse after the kiss. There's a brief pause after you disconnect your lips from his where his fingers gently graze where they had just been, but then he explodes into various different sentences all being cut off by one another.

You find that you quite like catching him off guard like that, and after so many months of knowing each other? Yeah, it's time for payback.

Peter doesn't even catch your plotting grin, still too busy trying to calm his own heartbeat.

He doesn't get a clue how lovingly insufferable you're going to be for the rest of your lives.

You are excited the scales have been tipped in your favor.

Reading all by yourself handsome ?

This came to me in a dream... A nightmare actually, but that's fine (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠) it turned out cute didn't it ?

Anyway, my blog is like entirely MHA content right now, but it's chill. I focus on mostly black readers, but come send me an ask sometime if you'd like (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

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How does mermaid reader feel about Steve? Like what is her take on their relationship?

just fair warning if you keep writing I’m gonna keep asking questions lol.

I...don't know what happened with this, but it was kinda fun! (unedited, not long, no real warnings except, yeah, he's a human and you're a mermaid, semi-angsty fluff!!)

Steve Rogers x deep sea mermaid!Reader from Sun, Salt, and Shield

Steve is a novelty.

Originally, you just considered him a split-tail with a crown of morning sunlight and high-ocean eyes. Later on, you learned it's called 'hair,' but a closer translation based on how mermaids see it is a 'mane.' Steve has a golden mane--something no one in your species has--hence, you think of it as a crown.

You were caged when you first saw him. That made you assume certain things when Steve walked up to the Raft's tank. Even in near darkness, his mane is bright. No other person you've encountered so far has that.

You're curious, frankly, but on-guard as always.

When humans are deprived of sleep, they can hallucinate, and mermaids are no different. You thought he was a complete figment of your imagination until Stark interacted with him, until Steve stepped into the water and put pressure across your heart and hips. The push of his hand, forcing your head against his chest, could have made you howl in relief.

All you wanted was to rest, but something in the back of your mind also told you not to scare him.

Stark, you don't mind scaring, Chuck is right where he belongs, excreted out into the industrial filters beyond the wall of your tank, but Steve? He must be protected.

He sees you. He listens to you.

You did not thing surfacers could do that. Not really. Not nicely. All humans want to do is control and take, use and abuse. However, you aren't afraid of them. You absolutely can kill any one of them that gets closer than you'd like. They're fragile.

But the way Steve grips you? Maybe he's not so fragile...

English is freaking hard. You learn quite a bit from Tony and then practice with Steve. You can feel his patience but love earning his admiration more. You find yourself wanting him to be proud of you and your progress.

You love making Steve laugh. It takes so long to figure out how to amuse him.

Numbers are a pain in the ass to learn because they have a concept, a symbol, and a written word. That's the point Tony halts teaching you to read alongside the verbal language. You threw a fit. He threw a fit. He left in a huff to cool off. You shrieked for Steve to come back for hours.

Eventually, when Tony returns, you threaten to eat him, and he calls it quits for the day.

Tony knew you favored Steve Rogers from day one. He planned to use that knowledge--and to some lesser extent, he did--but soon Tony simply realizes making you happy makes Steve happy...plus you cooperate and become an ambassador of sorts in your home realm.

You keep learning for Steve, not for Stark.

Mermen are, in your experience, domineering and uninspired. Their immense size differential to mermaids is useful to the brute-force model of society deep in the ocean, but they are boring. Your father is not stupid though. Almost none of them are stupid. Simple-minded remains the best translation you can manage.

Steve fascinates you. His attention to detail, his open nature, and his empathy are entirely new to you.

Mermen don't hide their baser instincts, so they freely ogle and flocked toward the most physiologically attractive mermaids. No interest in what's beneath the surface, ironically. Very shallow.

That's not to say bonds aren't possible. They absolutely are. Bonding with a partner is secondary at best, an afterthought most often, and unnecessary at worst.

Yet again, Steve wins you on every level--he has a sharp mind and acknowledges yours, he challenges your development without critique, and, lastly, he's quite attractive for how small and smooth he is.

"Should've seen me before," he once mumbled after you explained all that as well as your vocabulary would allow.

You don't know what he meant by that.

Because a certain level of indifference is common in couplings of your species, you were quite alarmed, embarrassed, and uncomfortable with how deep your affection for Steve became. You know how other humans react to you, and it doesn't build much confidence that one of them could feel this way about you.

During these long, repeated hugs with Steve, you realize that it's not just curiosity, or the novelty of his existence, or interest in learning from him: you feel about Steve how others feel about their mates.

Not gonna lie: that's terrifying. You don't actually know if Steve reciprocates. Sure, he explains human couples in great detail, and he shows you some of what he means, but all that could be...part of teaching you.

Until Steve discusses kissing, you convinced yourself he could not possibly harbor romantic affection for you.

It's lips against something, he says, that's all. His lips can press anywhere and boom! you've been kissed. He illustrates by kissing the back of your hand, kissing your cheek, kissing your forehead.

By now, your face is cradled in his hands. You can hear his heart racing as he sits on the steps in your pool and leans toward your body. His high-ocean eyes are shadowed as he looks down your face, captivated by--

"--your beautiful lips," he says, gently pressing his atop yours.

It's difficult to describe why something so simple hits so dramatically in your mind. The golden-maned man, almost the strongest of his species, amongst the softest of yours, kisses you like he needs to learn you, like he needs your existence, like he's curious.

There's a phrase you hum at the back of your throat once he releases you and sits up, a dusty rose painting his neck and cheeks.

"Swim beside me."

The better translation to English would be "I love you," but you haven't learned that yet.

Thank you for asking!

A/N: why am I crying?????

[Main Masterlist; Light Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

[irondad-defensesquad]

EDIT: now on AO3!

WARNING: anxiety attack.

DO NOT SHIP PETER AND TONY. P/ROSHIP DNI.

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“Mr. Stark,” Peter says, breathless. “Mr. Stark, I don’t- I don’t feel so good—”

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?”

“I don’t know, it just- hurts!”

“Where?”

“I don’t know! It hurts so much!!”

“Shit, hold on, hold on,” Tony helps the boy walk until they reach Med Bay. “Lie down for a bit, alright?”

Peter is heaving, eyes full of tears. Tony does not remember seeing him in so much pain and distress before. It doesn’t seem like Peter has been hiding an injury from patrol, either, he looks genuinely terrified.

“What’s the status, FRI?”

“Peter is experiencing a severe anxiety attack.”

Tony strives to push aside the familiarity of the words. “So… It’s muscle pain?”

“Affirmative. On the back right.”

“A-Am I dying?” Peter asks. “I-I don’t wanna die—”

“You’re not dying, kid—”

“Please, make it stop. Make it stop, Mr. Stark.”

Tony gulps, hoping not to break right now. “I won’t let anything happen to you, okay? I’ll fix this. I promise I will.”

He thinks of what to do next. Since this must be emotional, Tony decides not to give him medication for now. He’ll do something else to calm Peter down.

So, Tony grabs a chair to sit next to the kid, takes a few breaths before anything.

“Alright, kid, give me your hand.”

“O-Okay? What are you…”

Tony carefully holds the boy’s pale, trembling and sweaty hand.

“Do you feel my hand?” The man asks.

“Y-Yeah?”

“Focus on it, then.”

“Y-You… You’re tense, Mr. Stark. I-Is it because of-?���

“Don’t worry, kiddo. I’m gonna be fine. So are you, I promise. Let’s do this together, okay? We’re a team.”

“Okay,” Peter swallows.

Shyly, he squeezes Tony’s hand (perhaps mindful of his super strength). Tony is rubbing Peter’s with his thumb.

“Try to focus on me, kid. I’m right here. You’re safe,” the hero reassures him, repeating it a few times like a mantra.

“… Your hand is warm…”

“Yeah?”

“It’s nice…”

“Yeah, okay. Focus on that, then.”

Pause.

“Mr. Stark?”

“Hm?”

“How are you so soft?”

Tony snorts. “Am I?”

“Yeah… You’re always looking out for me… When you don’t have to…”

“Well, you’re a good kid. Everyone here loves you.”

“Really?” Peter sounds doubtful and it breaks Tony’s heart. “Y-You’re not just… saying that to be nice, right?”

“Why would I lie about that?”

“… I dunno.”

Tony’s smile drops a little, but he doesn’t let go of Peter’s hand.

The kid is contemplative, no longer holding on so tightly.

“Is this helping?” Tony wonders.

“Mm-hmm.”

“Does it still hurt?”

“I… I don’t think so.”

“Good. Great.”

Peter frowns. “F.R.I.D.A.Y. said it was… an anxiety attack, then?”

“Yes.”

“Weird, I never felt this kind of pain before…”

“But you have had anxiety attacks before?”

“Yeah, but... I got them handled, Mr. Stark.”

Tony sighs, not wanting to argue with the boy. He’s not angry, not at all. He’s just heartbroken to learn this.

“… I’m sorry I scared you, Mr. Stark.”

“What? No, you don’t have to apologize.”

“I freaked you out when this wasn’t even that big of a deal—”

“No, don’t say that. You were scared, rightfully so. Anxiety attacks are scary. It’s always encouraging to seek help when you feel like this. Besides, they’re not something we can control.”

Peter still looks guilty, but at the same time he looks for reassurance.

“Mr. Stark?”

“Yeah, kid?”

“Can I have a hug?”

“Of course.”

Peter sits on his own, all too ready for that hug. Tony too. The latter rocks the former side to side slightly, rubbing his back.

“You don’t have to be ashamed or afraid to come to me, okay?” Tony tells him.

“Okay, Mr. Stark.”

“You’re my kid, I care about you. A lot.” I love you. I love you.

“… Me too, Mr. Stark.”

Tony smiles, squeezing him a bit before letting go.

“Let’s get you to the couch. I’ll also get you some water.”

“Y-Yeah, that sounds good.”

Peter, likely drained from the episode, lays his head against Tony as they leave Med Bay, pretty much snuggling against him.

The man won’t say it, since it pains him to see Peter in such state… but darn, is he adorable.

[benispunk]

One special name

Irondad & Spiderson

There's never enough irondad and spiderson content, and i love and miss them so much. Here's my improvised work from last night. Sorry for my mistakes if there's any!! xx

"Pepper is going to be so mad"

"I'm sure she'll understand, Mr.Stark. Right?"

Peter fidgets with his fingers, suddenly feeling extremely nervous. They were stuck in an elevator. Peter had followed Tony around all day, per Tony's request who just wanted to spend time with him during his very boring-full of meetings-tons of work-day.

This afternoon meeting happened to be outside of the Tower, in a building Tony or FRIDAY had no control over and which’s elevator, as they had seen, wasn't reliable. What was funny about this day was that Pepper had taken their phones so that Tony wouldn't be distracted.

"Stop treating me like a child!"

"Then stop acting like one." Pepper deadpanned earlier that day when Tony had refused to leave his penthouse.

He found the situation ironic, really. First, he doesn't want to go to work, then they take away his phone only to agree to Peter's presence who is almost 100% of the time the reason why Tony is always distracted, then they schedule meetings outside his workplace and life blocks him in an elevator. What a perfect a day.

"Why are you laughing?" Peter asked, clearly trying to ignore the signs of a panic attack. Tony seemed to realize that and forces Peter to sit down on the floor next to him.

"'Cause I didn't want to go to this meeting and even when I can't control it, life fulfills my biggest wishes". He watched as Peter huffed a laugh but didn’t seem to relax at all.

"Hey Pete, we're gonna be okay. And if there is a problem, need i remind you that you're Spider-Man and I believe to be Iron Man myself so..."

Peter chuckled this time, which made Tony smile in return.

"Right. It's just an elevator."

"Just an elevator. And it's pretty clean too, look at that." Tony pointed at the floor around them to distract Peter some more.

Suddenly, they felt the elevator move for an instant before it stopped again. The sound it made got Peter's ears to ring loudly. He immediately covered them with his hands and winced.

Tony instantly put his arms around Peter's shoulder to protect him. But the elevator didn't move again. They were definitely stuck now.

"It's okay, it stopped."

Peter slowly uncovered his ears and leaned against Tony's side.

"I'm sorry you have to be stuck with me" the teenager whispered, not quite enjoying the moment either.

Not only did he have to be stuck in an elevator, which is already one of the worst things that could happen to him, but Tony had to be there when he was totally freaking out over this stupid situation. Not forgetting the fact Tony was busy.

"Excuse me? That's probably going to be my favorite part of the day."

"I'm not joking, Mr.Stark. You shouldn’t be taking care of someone like me like that. And you're gonna be late."

Tony frowned.

"Okay, I think we're not on the same page right now." Peter felt Tony's perplexed stare on him. He decided to just brush it off and move away from Tony's embrace, already feeling embarrassed enough.

"Forget it, I'm sorry."

"You come back here, you're scared and I'm here for you, that's what it is." The man declared, scooting closer to Peter.

Tony waited for Peter's reaction but he didn't move. He was huddled up in the corner of the elevator. Tony sighed in defeat.

"One day you'll understand that you're as important to me as you make me feel in return."

"I don't think it's actually possible, Mr.Stark." Peter mumbled back, making Tony laugh out loud.

"Pff. Try me. You don't even call me by my name."

Peter lifted his head up with a gasp.

"Mr.Stark is your name."

"That's my old man's name. I'm Tony. Tones. Anthony for those I hate the most. Stark for the annoying ones."

"Yes, but you'll always be Mr.Stark for me." Tony rolled his eyes.

"Alright, Mr. Parker."

"No." Peter retorted, already knowing Tony was never going to stop.

"What did you say, Peter Benjamin Parker ?"

He had no idea how it could get worse than that.

"How dare you?"

"I'm not hearing you, Spider-Boy ."

Okay, now he knew.

"Tony, stop it please." The man in question raised his hands up in the air in triumph.

"That's my boy !" Peter chuckled and leaned back against Tony's side.

"I'm kidding, you know? You can call me however you want. Even the stupidest nicknames." Tony declared and looked up at him.

"Do you have stupid nicknames?" he asked.

"One time a guy called me Tony Stank."

Tony grinned when he heard Peter's loud laugh again. He doesn't think he can live without hearing his kid's laugh ever again.

Suddenly, the elevator started moving again, this time smootlhy and without any problems.

"Looks like we're going back up again."

They raised to their feet and waited for the doors to open to the meeting's floor.

"You'll wait in the corridor? It's pretty boring, i don't want you to endure these guys anyway." Tony said before the door opened and they were leaving the terrible elevator behind.

"Yeah, no problem"

Peter sat down on of the chairs and watched Tony approaching the meeting room, but before he could enter Peter stopped him,

"Oh and Mr-I mean, Tony?"

The man turned back around and nodded at him to go on.

"Even...Even Dad?" Peter's voice was shaking. Tony stood frozen in astonishment. He was not expecting this. But saying he hadn’t dream about it felt like a lie.

"Y-Yeah. Yeah that's a perfect name"

Peter grinned and Tony sent him a wink before finally entering the room.

[spidergrotto]

i love aus where peter works at stark industries as an intern, but he doesn’t work directly w tony and the two don’t know eachother, tony doesn’t know peters spider-man— he doesn’t even know the intern program exists.

both of them working well into the night, peter eleven floors underneath tony’s lab, working on his webs while tony adds another layer of security to one of his suits. both completely unaware of the others presence until one day peter hears tony ask his ai a question about spiderman.

“get me everything you can on him.”

he’d always try to ignore the movement happening upstairs, easedropping was fun on the ocassion but ir always made him feel bad, he avoided it, and he was learning how to control it! matt was a great teacher, he was just.. lucky? unlucky? enough to catch tony’s voice.

and now he’s freaking out, because holy shit?

[mishastiel]

Hello!!

Saw your take on jealous pred! Tony and was wondering what you'd think about also pred! Tony but Peter knows, and let's Tony think he's in control or that Peter's easy to manipulate

hiii omg i love this idea sm!! also sorry if this is like really bad i'm a little rusty.

Tony who had a big pedophile scandal a while back, apparently he was dating a high schooler or something. He did everything to make it look like it was fake or didn’t happen, at that time people believed the girl of course, but after a while everyone seemed to just forget about it. People would sometimes bring it up when arguing with his fans online, but overall people just… forgot.

Peter didn’t though, not that he hates Tony, but because he loves thinking he has a chance with his idol, even if it’s slim. And he’s also a freak who came at the thought of Tony being a pedophile because that entices him for some reason. So he often thinks about that and is kind of obsessed with researching that topic.

Fast forward a couple of years, he’s doing absolutely amazing at his school, he’s probably the smartest boy that place’s ever seen. He’s still crazily obsessed with Tony Stark too. And with the small ego that he has (<- sarcasm), he’s sure he can at least talk to Tony once in his life. 

He does everything he can to get into SI or meet TOny, and eventually he manages it. He’s working in The Stark Industries, with The Tony Stark. He somehow meets Tony and it’s the best day of his life.

After that, Tony seems to always come to his working side and talk to him. Peter’s not dumb though and he knows that’s not a coincidence because Tony doesn’t talk to anyone else, just Peter. He knows Tony wants him. So he let him have everything.

It’s so obvious Tony’s trying to coerce him it’s honestly cute. He started by complementing his work (which is, in fact, amazing thankyouverymuch). Then he talks about how mature Peter is for his age, how Tony was afraid of hiring a teenager because last time it was a disaster, but he’s never been more glad because Peter’s probably one of his best workers right now. Then he gets on how “You look much older”. And again, Peter is far from sdtupid. This is a 47 year old man trying to groom him, and fuck Peter if he doesn’t press his legs together every time Tony does this from how hard he gets. It’s all so delicious.

Tony “succeeds” eventually (Peter just got tired from playing games and gave in), and just by the way he looks at him, Peter knows he thinks he’s a master manipulator. It’s cute, that old man not knowing any better. It’s all so hot too, that Peter somehow has a bit more control over Tony, because he knows how to play, too. And by the way Tony’s head over heels for him, he can basically do anything he wants to this guy. The way this whole situation feeds more and more his twisted, egocentric and quite narcissistic mind. Gosh he’s living his best life.

[sephinthemultiverse]

SPIDER-VERSE / MCU DR!

⠀ ❱ ❱ FULL NAME : PHOEBE MARIA PARKER

⠀ ❱ ❱ NICKNAMES : PHEEBS, WEBS

⠀ ❱ ❱ AGE : EIGHTTEEN ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀birthday : 09 / 30 / 01 ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀zodiac sign : LIBRA

⠀ ❱ ❱ MBTI : ENFP, 2w3

⠀ ❱ ❱ AFFILITATIONS : ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀AVENGERS, ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀TEAM RED ( daredevil, spider - woman, ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎and deadpool ) ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀WAKANDA ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀SPIDER-SOCIETY

⠀ ❱ ❱ S/O : SHURI UDAKU

LORE!

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ PHOEBE PARKER aka SPIDER-WOMAN, obtained their powers freshman year of highschool after a field trip at OSCORP INDUSTRIES. a spider had vescaped confinement and snuck vinto HARLEY KEENER's bag — PETER PARKER ended up finding it and decided to scare phoebe with it — the spider got out of the cup peter was holding it in, and while they were both freaking out about it, the spider bit her. the spider and it’s venomous qualities had passed onto her, and for the past four years, they've been NEW YORK’S one and only SPIDER-WOMAN.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ they are the daughter of police chief JOEL PARKER and nures MARY PARKER. they've grown up in QUEENS, NY all her life — growing up, she was instilled with a strong moral compass from her parents. however, they always felt a need to go beyond her expectations, craving a purpose that was theirs alone. her and MJ are childhood friends, and though MJ wasn’t as close with peter in the beginning, they got super close sophomore year, and ended up getting together junior year. she was 3rd to find out…due to phoebe being terrible at lying

CURRENT YEAR, 2022 . . . loc. QUEENS, NYC

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ A YEAR AFTER THE EVENTS OF INFINITY WAR, AND THE EVENTS OF THE DEVIL'S BREATH SITUATION. after the takedown of WILSON FISK, there was huge vacuum of crime in NY and everyone is currently fighting to take control of the underworld of crime. SPIDER-WOMAN ended teaming up with DAREDEVIL and DEADPOOL to take down MARTIN LI and lock up the raft escapees.

TIMELINE!

act i. ✷ PARKER LUCK

post - oscorp field trip, freshman year

getting bit

harley and harry were the ones that helped phoebe with all the gear related stuff with her suit. and mj helped with designing the suit

couple months later, fighting crime on the street, and trying to earn up her name.

fight with DR. CONNORS aka THE LIZARD

act ii. ✷ SHE’S A MENACE TO THE ENTIRE CITY!

sophomore year, first battle with WILSON FISK...which caused him to hold a grudge against SPIDER-WOMAN for years. ( this is pulled from the wiki and is INSANE btw can we talk about that...peter you went through so much 😔 )

small partnership with DAREDEVIL

ends up teaming with police captain JOEL PARKER to take him down.

fight with MAX DILLION aka ELECTRO

after this they get recognized by the AVENGERS ( ...tony stark ) and she gets recrutied

act iii. ✷ MARVEL RIVALS IRL

fight with ALEKSEI SYTSEVICH aka RHINO

AGE OF ULTRON, ultron ends up getting defeated with less casualties. vision and pietro survive, but it is overall a win. phoebe does not participate in ultron, mainly because she's fight with rhino is during this.

CIVIL WAR, after the whole thing with ultron, tony hired MATT MURDOCK to argue his case to the government; they ended up winning and matt was hired as the avengers official and permanent lawyer. the accords were also proposed differently, and wanda didn’t have her mishap in lagos

HOMECOMING, everything goes around the same. fight with ADRIAN TOOMES aka THE VULTURE

RAGNAROK, when the asgardians are cleaning up debris from ragnarok, brunhilde, meik, korg, and the asgardians are able to escape in an escape pod; which leaves thor, loki, and heimdall stranded with the black order. loki tries to kill thanos but just ends up wounded w / o the tesseract. loki and thor are blasted into space, heimdall calls the bifrost for hulk then that leads into IW

INFINITY  WAR,  everything  goes  as  planned  on  titan!  mantis  holds  thanos  under  while  phoebe  gets  the  gauntlet  off  thanos.  they  are  also  able  to  bring  back  gamora  and  she  reunites  with  starlord.  steve  returns  the  stones  safely  and  actually  comes  back.  nobody  dies  and  the  avengers  all  decide  to  stick  together  and  move  into  the  compound.

steve however does end up retiring, as well as tony ( listen not important to note but i LOVE sam being captain america this is all part of the plan )

act iv. ✷ ENTRE, TEAM RED ( where we are now! )

DEVILS BREATH & INNER DEMONS, devil breath doesn’t end up being as bad as it was in the game and the sinister six doesn’t end up teaming up. but phoebe ends up defeating the demons. which brings us to now, with the huge vaccum of crime in NY

ATTACK ON THE MANFEDI CRIME FAMILY, phoebe ends up taking down the manfredi crime family with the help of officer JOEL PARKER. this event kind of ends up bringing a mafia cold war in NY — getting the maggia gang involved but it doesn't become a problem till a little after far from home

events of FAR FROM HOME, some of the plot goes differently since obviously tony isn’t dead, and phoebe is not in love with MJ. but the main plot is relatively the same and instead of MJ finding out — since she already knows — peter is the one to realize. and also beck doesn’t reveal her identity ( and FUCK beck omg... )

act v. ✷ THE SPIDER-VERSE

ITSV replaces what NWH was going to be cause yet again...FUCK BECK.

ITSV, phoebe was teleported into EARTH-1610 . her spider-sense were telling her to go to BROOKLYN VISIONS ACADEMY, so she went there and ran into GWEN STACY. both of them immediately guessed that they were spider-people so they decide to work together to get back to their earth's

ATSV, the wrong GREEN GOBLIN gets sucked into phoebe's universe, and she ended up seeing that it was HARRY OSBORN under the mask. but this is where she meets MIGUEL O'HARA. he helps me takedown green goblin and stop her panic attack about it before it can start. with phoebe's eyes and persona being almost identical to GABRIELLA's it didn't take him long to recruit HER.

PLAYLIST!

. . . NIGHTS, frank ocean

. . . SUPERPOWERS, daniel ceasar

. . . CODING TO THESE LURKENS, modern baseball

. . . BLESSED-CURSED, ENHYPHEN

. . . TOO DEEP TO TURN BACK, daniel ceasar

. . . TAKE YOUR MASK OFF, tyler the creator

. . . THE CHAIN, fleetwood mac

. . . SEE YA, SUCKER, modern baseball

[plasmas-arcade]

Roleplay Fanfic Masterlist

A collection of my collaborative works with @over-usedlittlespoon.

They will also be posted on this AO3 account.

Bucky Had Peter at Werecock - 18+

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Bucky Barnes and the Winter Soldier are separate, and Bucky plans on keeping it this way. The Winter Soldier being a werewolf that prowls the night, and Jim Barnes being a hard working New Yorker, just trying to make it through the day. But all that changes when Spiderman finally accepts an invitation to be mated.

Loving Letters - 18+

Part 1

Bucky Barnes has just started his days in Wakanda, when he receives a letter from Spiderman.

You’re a Lifesaver! - SFW

Part 1

After Peter loses his wallet, Bucky discovers it at a 7/11.

When Was Frosty Ever PG? - 18+

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Bucky Barnes is hired by Tony Stark to show his sugar baby Peter Parker a good time.

Found Family in the Woods - 18+

Part 1

After the death of May and Ben, Peter goes to live with Ben’s close friend Steve Rogers and his band of misfits.

A Stranger in a Home - 18+

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Bucky Barnes had never met Steve Rogers, leading him to escape HYDRA all on his own. This leaves him living out of an abandoned home, until Peter Parker finds him.

HYDRA's Pacifier - 18+

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Peter Parker is kidnapped by HYDRA and used to keep the Winter Soldier from misbehaving.

Muzzled Mutt - 18+

Part 1

Bucky’s trial had lasted years, still ongoing despite their agreement to pardon him. Eventually a deal had come forward. Bucky would be allowed to be a free man, so long as he was surgically muzzled, preventing him from speaking.

My Boss and His Bestie - 18+

Part 1

After a hookup, Peter Parker goes in for his first day at his new job, only to meet his Grindr date who is his new boss, Steve Rogers.

Shark Week - 18+

Part 1

Bucky discovers a way that his boyfriend Peter can provide blood for him to feed on.

Lockerroom Talk - SFW

Part 1

Peter decides to do his homework while watching one of the hockey practices, getting distracted.

Tony's Super Secret Boy Band - SFW

Part 1

After Steve breaks Bucky out of prison, Tony decides to host the traumatized ex-assassin in the tower, allowing him to integrate into a normal life.

Shotgun Wedding - SFW

Part 1

Bucky’s landlord enforces a rule where tenants need to be married to keep their lease, Peter jumps in to his aid.

Peter's Autistic Ass Needs to Figure out if Bucky's Cock was Inside of his Autistic Ass - 16+

Part 1

Peter wakes up in a stranger's bed, completely naked and hungover, unsure what the hell happened the night before.

Is It Edible? - 18+

Part 1

Bucky is in heat, and Peter desperately wants to know why he keeps locking himself away.

Never Given the Choice - 16+

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

After the Red Guardian discovers that the Winter Soldier is just an abused child, him and Winter run from HYDRA in search of a new life in America.

Do I Really Love You? - SFW

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

After a freak accident in Tony's lab, Bucky is transported to another universe, where his husband is Sam Wilson, and his life is entirely different then his current one.

Two Idiots and a Baby - SFW

[WIP]

After two agents are killed, their baby Peter Parker is left in the hands of Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes.

Lying in Wait - NSFW

Part 1

Sam and Bucky return from separate long term missions, Sam quickly discovering just how desperate Bucky is to see him.

Get That Fucking Cop Out of my Delivery Room - SFW

[WIP]

Clint gets pulled over for speeding, and out of desperation says that he's on his way to see his partner give birth. Bucky, a single dad, is not pleased with this stranger watching him give birth.

Is There Something You Want to Tell me? - 18+

Part 1

Bucky and Clint follow a tip, where they get distracted by two sirens.

Crayons and Control - SFW

Part 1

Bucky’s first day of being Clint’s little, and he struggles with his feelings.

Who's Taking Care Of You? - SFW

Part 1

After Coulson’s death, Clint Barton is left to take care of himself while in littlespace. Too bad he keeps getting into trouble.

Clint's Bathroom Problem - NSFW

Part 1

Clint struggles with needing to use the bathroom on missions, Bucky is forced to help him with his problem.

The Captain's Son - 18+

[WIP]

Bucky was adopted by Steve Rogers at a young age, and after reuniting as the Winter Soldier, Bucky is sent off to Wakanda to recover. That's where he meets the charming King T'Challa.

The King’s New Fascination - 13+

Part 1

Shuri decides on their latest trip to America that her, T’Challa, and Okoye need to eat out at a restaurant. T’Challa quickly becomes smitten with their waiter, James Barnes.

My Big Brother Could Beat You Up - SFW

Part 1

T'Challa, future King of Wakanda, ends up attending a simple high school in New York, where he meets the outcast Bucky Barnes.

My Husband From Hell - 18+

[WIP]

After Thanos uses his last snap to completely remove the super-soldier serum from Steve's body, Bucky discovers Steve's husband, Tony, has been neglectful.

Best Friends Stick Together - SFW

Part 1

Steve shares his feelings with Bucky inside of Steve's closet while they're children, and he starts to fall in love with the other boy.

Matt, The Soul Savior - SFW

Part 1

Matt invites his new friends Bucky and Steve to church with him. The couple quickly realizes they aren't very welcome.

Bucky for Congress - SFW

Part 1

After mass amounts of people start to write in Bucky Barnes for their vote for congress, Bucky decides it's time to step up, though can he commit?

Bucky Has a Thing for Spiders and Redheads - 18+

Part 1

The Winter Soldier experiences passion and humanity for the first time, getting him and Black Widow in some hot water.

Sit Still, Little Man - SFW

Part 1

Bruce taps the castle Bucky made. "Where does everyone get to live? Can I live in the tower?" Bucky giggles. “Like ‘Punzel!” He reaches up to touch Bruce’s hair. “We watch it?” He giggles more, bouncing around in Bruce’s lap, clearly easily distracted. His request would be charming, if this wasn’t the fifth time this week they’ve watched Tangled together. Bruce lets out a long breath. "Yes, yes we can watch 'punzel."

Will You Be My Valentine? - 13+

Part 1

Bucky buys flowers for his husband Tony, and needlessly worries if Tony will want to be his Valentine.

Who is Iron Man? - SFW

[WIP]

In a world where Tony never came out as Iron Man publicly, Bucky Barnes grows smitten with the mysterious iron suit. The only problem? He hates Tony Stark.

Stark Camp - 18+

[WIP]

When Bucky Barnes son gets invited to Stark tower for a week long stayaway camp, Bucky meets Tony Stark, the charming billionaire who can't help but flirt with the sexy dilf.

I Know What You Are - SFW

Part 1

Bucky discovers Tony is a vampire.

JARVIS: Pickup Artist - 18+

Part 1

JARVIS informs Bucky of the abundance of access he has to Tony's life.

Star Spangled Toy - 18+

[WIP]

Bruce Banner is very passionate about Bucky and Steve having a safe sexual experience. Maybe to a personal degree.

Brucie Needs a Friend - SFW

[WIP]

Bruce is typically shy, but he's at least sociable. Bucky starts to notice the scientist is depressed, and helps him break out of his shell.

Sit Still, Little Man - SFW

Part 1

Bruce taps the castle Bucky made. "Where does everyone get to live? Can I live in the tower?" Bucky giggles. “Like ‘Punzel!” He reaches up to touch Bruce’s hair. “We watch it?” He giggles more, bouncing around in Bruce’s lap, clearly easily distracted. His request would be charming, if this wasn’t the fifth time this week they’ve watched Tangled together. Bruce lets out a long breath. "Yes, yes we can watch 'punzel."

I Don't Wanna Fuck in Front of Your Captain America Poster - RP OneShot - 18+

Part 1

Peter takes Steve back to his apartment for a night of fun, only for Peter's choice of collectibles to kill Steve's boner.

Found Family in the Woods - 18+

Part 1

After the death of May and Ben, Peter goes to live with Ben’s close friend Steve Rogers and his band of misfits.

My Boss and His Bestie - 18+

Part 1

After a hookup, Peter Parker goes in for his first day at his new job, only to meet his Grindr date who is his new boss, Steve Rogers.

Antenna of Lust - 18+

Part 1

Bucky's wet dreams become a problem for him, and Mantis decides to help.

Oh Holy Night - 13+

Part 1

After a battle, Bucky and Matt debate desires in a church.

Fire and Ice - 18+

Part 1 | Part 2

Peter's ex boyfriends Bucky and Johnny meet for the first time, leading to a chain of sex and miscommunications.

Burning Rage - NSFW

Part 1

Johnny discovers that Bucky is incapable of talking about what he went through with HYDRA, so Johnny seeks out the information himself.

We Understand Each Other - SFW

Part 1

Bucky moves into the tower with the Avengers to further aid his recovery, and there he meets the prisoner in the Tower's basement.

Two Mornings After - 16+

Part 1

Loki and Thor run into each other in the morning after waking up in their respective partner's beds.

Here Kitty Kitty - NSFW

Part 1

Loki follows Alpine the Cat home, witnessing a domestic side of the Winter Soldier he's never seen before.

Little Guy, Big Bear - SFW

Part 1

Alexei finds Bucky on the kitchen floor, where Bucky is in the middle of a Littlespace episode.

Your Flesh and Skin - 16+

Part 1

After Bucky almost makes an attempt at his life, he falls into a depression. Alexei feels helpless to do anything to support his husband, until the two discover that their bedroom dynamic makes Bucky feel safe enough to make attempts at recovery.

I Thought I Hated You - 16+

Part 1 | Part 2

After Walker helps Bucky through a panic attack in the Thunderbolts compound, the two of them realize they may not hate each other as much as they think.

Piss Me Off - 18+

Part 1

After a mission, Walker is left with a neck injury leaving him forced into silence, Bucky takes the opportunity to torment him.

Honest Wolf - SFW

Part 1 | Part 2

Bucky wakes up after his first day moved in with Logan, telling his boyfriend about a mission he plans to go on.

That Night in Forty-Three - 18+

Part 1

After a hook up between Logan and Bucky in 1943, Logan imprints on Bucky.

Streets Aren't Nice to Him - SFW

Part 1

Bucky Barnes is sat in front of Matt Murdock, silent, brooding, almost staring with eyes that bore into Matt’s soul. There’s something undeniably sour about the man, like milk that’s left out of the fridge for far too long. It doesn’t help that he smells like blood and dirt. Bucky’s case isn’t easy. It could maybe take months to get the police off Bucky’s back. It’s shocking enough that the man isn’t being held behind bars. Bucky had taken to Matt as his lawyer after numerous recommendations from other people on the street. People who needed his help as much as Bucky did.

Jeff and the Winter Soldier - SFW

Part 1

As Bucky is hiding out in Romania, he meets a landshark who becomes a normal part of his routine.

Tony’s Secret Toy - 18+

[WIP]

After the Winter Soldier is sold at auction, Steve and Peter discover that Tony is holding Bucky as a sex slave.

Avengers to the Rescue - SFW

[WIP]

After Bucky Barnes is recovered from HYDRA, he isn’t exactly the same, taking on the mind of a small child.

Thor's Space Crew - SFW

Part 1

Bucky Barnes has a panic attack in a grocery store, and Alpine guides a strange group to him.

Where Do You Even Go? - SFW

Part 1

Bucky offers Spiderman some help after the teen appears to be consistently injured and sluggish on missions.

Still Your Brother - SFW

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Peter Parker and Bucky Barnes were once siblings in the 40s, but after Bucky's death, Peter gets frozen in a lake, resurfacing around the same time as Steve is found in the arctic. Under the impression Bucky is dead, Peter bumps into new Congressman James Barnes at a gala.

[rowinablx]

Alright, Tony Stark stans—you insufferable, brain-dead, arc-reactor-licking clowns—let’s crank this up. You’re not just stanning a pompous jackass with a flying suit; you’re out here pledging allegiance to him in Captain America: Civil War—a goddamn CAPTAIN AMERICA MOVIE—like you’ve got the reading comprehension of a moldy toaster. Tony Stark, the guy who struts into Steve Rogers’ spotlight with his smug smirk and a Sokovia Accords binder, and you’re cheering for him? You’re Team Iron Man in a film literally titled after Steve, you disloyal, bandwagon-hopping traitors.

This is the dude who turned a movie about Cap’s loyalty and grit into his personal TED Talk on accountability—boo-freaking-hoo, Tony, you built a robot that trashed a country, maybe sit this one out. But no, you’re slurping up his “ I’m right because I’m rich” schtick, drooling over his snarky one-liners while he’s busy screwing over the guy whose name’s on the poster. You’re so far up Tony’s titanium-plated ass you can’t see daylight, defending his control-freak tantrum while Cap’s just trying to save his best friend from a government kill squad.

You’re out here with your “ Tony was the real hero” takes, clutching your vape pens, like you didn’t watch him fracture the Avengers because he couldn’t handle not being the smartest guy in the room. In a CAPTAIN AMERICA MOVIE, you picked the billionaire crybaby over the guy who’d die for his principles—congrats, you’re the MCU’s equivalent of a kid who roots for the bully because he’s got shinier toys. Peel yourselves off Tony’s ego trip and grow a spine; your boy’s a selfish prick who hijacked Steve’s story, and you’re too busy kissing his boots to notice. Pathetic.