#killian x james

[swan-of-sunrise]

His Girl Friday

Summary: At Tony Stark's forty-fourth birthday party, the genius-billionaire-playboy-philanthropist and his longtime personal assistant finally address what's remained unspoken but secretly acknowledged between them for many, many years.

Pairings: Tony Stark X F!Reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings/Disclaimers: None

A/N: Hi guys! This is my first time writing a Tony-centric fic and I had a lot of fun with it, so thank you for reading and I hope you all enjoy!

His Girl Friday May 29th, 2014 Avengers Tower, New York City (Fanfiction Masterlist)

Being employed as Anthony Edward Stark’s personal assistant was a challenging and often times perilous job, and that was before he’d announced himself to the world as Iron Man. But (Y/N) (Y/L/N) was no ordinary personal assistant; she stood by the genius-billionaire-playboy-philanthropist when he vowed to stop producing weapons at Stark Industries after being imprisoned by terrorists for three long months, she stuck with him when his secret illness and subsequent erratic behavior drove nearly everyone else away, and she flat-out refused to believe he’d been killed at the hands of the Mandarin. It was evident that Tony Stark was the closest thing she had to a best friend. Lately, however, she’d begun to notice a significant shift in her feelings towards her employer, feelings that definitely went beyond friendship and feelings that she suspected he was feeling as well; she tried her best to keep them at bay, fearful of ruining such a meaningful friendship and throwing away the only job she’d ever truly enjoyed on a baseless suspicion, and thankfully, there were always plenty of distractions to keep herself preoccupied with in her unique line of work.

From her place at the back of the room, (Y/N) scanned over the enormous checklist in her hands to see if she’d missed anything important; the guests were chatting, dancing and taking full advantage of the open bar while the DJ was playing all of Tony’s favorite songs in honor of his forty-forth birthday. All in all, not one of the worst birthday parties I’ve ever planned for him, she thought to herself, a reluctant smile playing on her lips as she recalled the disastrous thirty-ninth birthday party that resulted in the Malibu mansion’s near destruction at the hands of Tony and Rhodey. That particular birthday party was the reason why she’d initially been a little nervous at the prospect of the Avengers attending the soiree, but it only took a brief glance around the bustling common room to see that they were the perfect guests; Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson played pool with Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff, while Bruce Banner hovered near the back of the enamored crowd of people that surrounded a slightly-inebriated Thor and listened to his enthusiastic re-tellings of the adventures he’d had on Asgard. Pepper and Dr. Helen Cho were seated at the bar and chatted over glasses of Chardonnay while Happy was hyper-focused on his phone, no doubt catching up on an episode of Downton Abbey. With an inward chuckle, the personal assistant returned her attention to her lengthy list of tasks as the classic rock music continued to play.

“Hey beautiful, how ‘bout a dance?”

“Sorry, but I’m worki-” (Y/N) looked up to see Tony Stark himself standing before her, looking as handsome as ever in his expertly tailored black tuxedo and flashing her his signature grin that never failed to make her heart skip a beat. “Hey, you. How’re you enjoying your birthday party?”

Tony tucked his hands into his pockets and shrugged noncommittally. “It’s one of your better-executed extravaganzas, I will say, but it would absolutely skyrocket to the top if I could spend the rest of the evening with my favorite personal assistant.”

(Y/N) arched a skeptical eyebrow. “Tony, I’m your only personal assistant.”

“Exactly, which meant you get the title by default. Yay you!” The billionaire gave her a small applause and she simply heaved an exasperated but fond sigh at his typical theatrics. “C’mon, Girl Friday, you’ve been working your ass off all night and the Birthday Boy says that you should take a well-deserved break.” As his trademark smirk softened into a gentle smile, Tony took his hand out of his pocket and offered it to her in a clear invitation to join him. “Please?”

Although her heart was screaming at her to take his hand and allow him to whisk her into an evening of laughter and coy flirtations, the rational part of her knew that she had a job to complete and that anything more than a friendly conversation could jeopardize their platonic relationship. Masking her disappointment with a shrug and apologetic smile, (Y/N) shook her head and held up her checklist for him to see. “I’m sorry, Tony, but I still have so much to do; I’ve gotta do another check-in with Maria and the security team downstairs, make sure that the pastry chef brings out the cake on time, that the waiters serve the guests champagne at the right tempera-Tony!” She exclaimed when Tony’s hand shot out and snatched the checklist out of her grasp. “Anthony Edward Stark, what the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Getting rid of an obstacle,” Tony easily replied, holding the checklist above his head and snickering when she unsuccessfully attempted to snatch it back. “Seriously, Girl Friday, just one dance and I’ll let you get back to your boring planning. I’ll even avoid bugging you the rest of the night if it means I can spend a little time with one of my best friends.”

Tony’s rare sincerity softened (Y/N)’s heart, and she felt her resolve crumble as she stared into his gleaming brown eyes. “All right, one dance. Do you ever get tired with always getting your way?”

“Nope!” Tony happily popped the ‘p’ and tucked the checklist into the pocket of his tuxedo jacket before offering her his hand once again, and (Y/N) smiled to herself as the billionaire escorted her to the edge of the dance floor and whisked her into a slow dance to Bon Jovi’s ‘Bed of Roses.’ The warmth of his hand on the curve of her waist combined with the feel of his body brushing up against hers caused her heartbeat to quicken its pace, and she silently prayed that he wouldn’t notice the effect he had on her. “You know, I was being serious before. You’ve truly outdone yourself tonight, (Y/N), and can I just say that you look amazing?” Tony’s eyes briefly glanced down at her red chiffon evening gown and he gave her an appreciative nod. “Mm-hmm, hot-rod red is definitely your color. So, what’s your secret? How is it you can organize and schedule a genius-billionaire-playboy-philanthropist’s entire life and look drop-dead gorgeous while doing it?”

(Y/N) chuckled in amusement, the skirt of her gown swirling around her legs as he twirled her in a circle. “We all have our own superpowers; you fight aliens and terrorists in a red and gold Nitinol suit, and I oversee the hectic life of the man inside the suit to the best of my abilities.”

“Not sure which is the more dangerous job, to be honest.” Tony smirked, expertly guiding her back into his arms and holding her slightly closer than he had before. “But if I could do that death-glare that you’ve perfected over the years, then that would sure make my job a helluva lot easier and people would think twice before messing with Iron Man.” (Y/N) arched a brow and in response, Tony snickered. “Yep, there’s the death-glare!”

“I hate to burst your bubble, but this death-glare is tailor-made for Tony Stark and Tony Stark alone,” (Y/N) replied with a wry smile, and the billionaire’s grin widened as she looked into his sparkling brown eyes. They danced together in a comfortable yet expectant silence, almost as if one was waiting for the other to speak first, but both remained quiet while the 80’s power ballad continued to play; it wasn’t until she noticed the way he was biting his lower lip – one of the few tell-tale signs that there was something weighing heavy on the billionaire’s mind – that (Y/N) finally mustered her courage to address him. “You got a lot of cool presents this year, not to mention hundreds of thousands of dollars in charitable donations gifted in your name. Not too shabby, huh?”

Tony shrugged and replied, “I’m a sucker for gifts and I’m beyond stoked that we’ve raised so much in donations, but…” His eyes briefly flicked downwards to focus on the fluttering movement of her chiffon skirt, suddenly appearing as anxious as (Y/N) felt. “Can we play a quick round of Hypothetical Hold’em?”

A nostalgic feeling washed over (Y/N) at the mention of their old game. Back in the more impulsive and less responsible days of Tony Stark, it had been an effective form of decision-making created out of the billionaire’s respect for her opinions and general advice; they hadn’t played very many rounds in the years since he announced to the world that he was Iron Man and while she was happy that he’d grown and matured so much over the years, a small part of her missed their little game. “I’m a little rusty but I think I’ve still got it. Shoot.”

“A guy I know, Walter, he’s got just about everything he could possibly want in life, except the only thing he really wants is something he can’t have. You see,” Tony expertly dipped her and her breath hitched at the sudden movement, their eyes connecting as he continued. “There’s this woman – let’s call her Hildy – and he’s been in love with her for a while. And Hildy, she’s goddamn fantastic: smart, kind, funny, gorgeous, the whole enchilada.”

Heart sinking into her stomach, (Y/N) mustered up a small smile to hide her pain while he slowly righted her. “Hildy sounds wonderful. So, what’s stopping this Walter guy from telling her how he feels?”

“A couple of things, actually.” He took a deep breath. “She’s not just one of his best friends, but…you see, she’s also his personal assistant.”

The din of the party faded away as (Y/N)’s eyes widened in shock at the billionaire’s candid words; if not for the seriousness written across Tony’s face and the longing gleam that had formed in his brown eyes while he stared into hers, she would’ve assumed that he was pulling her leg. But she knew him, knew him far better than almost anyone else in the world, and it was clear as day that he was speaking directly from the heart. “…Oh.”

Tony nodded, the corner of his mouth twitching upwards in a tried and true attempt to hide behind a more lighthearted façade. “She’s taken such good care of him. He was a loose cannon for a long time…still is, in a way, but she’s gotten him through all the tough spots. He’s good friends with some ex-assassins, a super-soldier and a literal god, but she’s the strongest person he’s ever met and the only person he could ever imagine giving his heart to. But as much as he loves her, he’s not willing to roll the dice and risk losing her from his life forever; that’s why he…” Tony cast his gaze downwards and his hand gripped hers tight. “That’s why I never said anything before.”

“So, what changed?” She whispered as she slowly moved the hand that had been resting on his shoulder to press against the spot where his arc reactor once resided, feeling his rapid heartbeat and silently marveling at how perfectly it matched her own.

“Looking across the room and seeing you with your checklist; you’ve planned over a dozen successful birthday parties for me, but that didn’t stop you from treating tonight as if it was the first. It’s one of the thousand ways you show how much you care about me, and that’s what gave me the courage to walk to the back of the room and finally ask you for a dance.”

The booming opening chords of AC/DC’s ‘You Shook Me All Night Long’ filled the room and while more guests took to the dance floor for the lively song, (Y/N) grabbed Tony’s hand and practically dragged him away from the crowd, not stopping until they were tucked away from any prying eyes in Captain Rogers’ nearby office. When she closed the door behind them and turned around, she was met with an apprehensive-looking Tony and her subtle smile grew into an all-out grin as her eyes filled with happy tears. “You love me?”

“I love you,” Tony replied, his voice growing steady and his eyes filling with confidence at her obvious happiness. “C’mon, Girl Friday, you’re killing me here. Do you love me or what?”

Beaming with joy, (Y/N) brought her hands up to cup his face between them and nodded. “You’re such an asshat, but I love you with all my heart.” Tony’s grin grew to match her own and he leaned forward to kiss her, but was halted by her fingers covering his eager lips. “And in the spirit of covering both our asses, I’d like to take this moment to formally tenure my resignation, Mr. Stark.”

“Duly noted, Miss (Y/L/N). And since I’m such a good ex-boss, I’ll send your resume and a letter of recommendation to a certain defrosted super-soldier who could use all the assistance he can get.”

“Becoming Captain America’s personal assistant? It’ll be a cake-walk, but at least I’ll have my favorite hot mess to come home to.”

(Y/N) moved her hand and giggled at how quickly Tony’s arms wrapped around her waist to tug her closer, but her amusement soon gave way to passion as their lips finally met in a long overdue kiss.

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A/N: I figured that we all could use a little fluff, and what better way to deliver it than in a friends-to-lovers trope-fest? Thank you all so much for reading and commenting, and I hope that you have a wonderful holiday season!

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“I never liked you and I like you even less now that you and my mom are… together.”

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X-Men and Doom's Mutants VS Killian Devo of Orchis

Killian Devo of Orchis is planning to do something diabolical when the X-Men attack him. However, before the X-Men could do anything, Devo presses the button which turns out to be a trap for the X-Men. The weapon he activated is the Negative Zone Portal trap which originally belonged to Reed Richards of the Fantastic Four. Killian Devo and the Orchis had confiscated the equipment when Reed went missing. The Negative Zone Portal Trap sucks up the X-Men until Kamala Khan has an idea. With the help of Emma Frost, Kamala calls Doctor Doom to send his Latverian Mutant squad to help them. Since Emma knew that Doom hates Reed, she convinces him to send in his mutants. Emma figured that Doom would not allow anyone (except Doom himself) to steal his rival's weapons. The Latverian Mutants arrive to help the X-Men and they defeat Killian Devo, saving the X-Men from getting sucked in to oblivion. Kamala Khan and the X-Men congratulate Doom's Mutants for saving them.

X-Men v6 #33, 2024

[braveclementine]

Infiltration

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OC Elizabeth Lightwood. I do not condone any copying of this.

"Harley, tell me what's happening. Give me a full report." Tony ordered.

"Yeah, I'm still eating that candy. Do you want me to keep eating it?"

"How much have you had?"

"Two or three bowls."

"Can you still see straight?"

"Sort of."

"That means you're fine. Give me Jarvis. Jarvis, how are we?"

"It's totally fine, sir. I seem to do quite well for a stretch, and then at the end of the sentence, I say the wrong cranberry. And sir you were right. Once I factored in available AIM downlink facilities, I was able to pinpoint the Mandarin's broadcast signal."

"What are we talking? Far East, Europe, North Africa, Iran, Pakistan, Syria. Where is it?"

"Actually, sir, it's in Miami."

"Okay, kid, I'm gonna have to walk you through rebooting Jarvis' speech drive, but not right now. Harley, where is he really? Just look on the screen and tell me where it is."

"Um, it does say Miami, Florida."

"Okay, first things first, I need the armor. Where are we at with it?"

"Uh, it's not charging."

Tony hit the brakes hard and the car went skidding off the road into a dirt patch. He couldn't understand the panicky feeling that he was feeling.

"Actually, sir, it is charging, but the power source is questionable. It may not succeed in revitalizing the Mark 42"

"What's questionable about electricity? All right?" he asked angrily. "It's my suit and I can't- I'm not gonna- I don't wanna-" He was finding it hard to breathe. "Oh, God, not again." He threw the car door open, gasping.

"Tony? Are you having another attack? I didn't even mention New York."

"Right, and then you just it by name while denying having said it." Tony burst out.

"Okay um, uh-"

Tony had slid down, sitting on the gravel, wrapping his arms around himself. How was he supposed to do this without his suit?

'Take away the suit and what are you?'

"Just breathe. Really, just breathe. You're a mechanic, right?"

"Right."

"You said so."

"Yes I did."

"Why don't you just build something?" Harley asked.

Tony found himself able to breathe once again. His mind was clear, plans already forming in his head. He stood up. "Okay. Thanks kid."

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He found everything he needed in a hardware store.

Nearly two shopping carts full of the stuff.

And once he had the stuff, he took it back to the motel that he would be staying in that night and started to build.

By the next day, he was in Florida and infiltrating the large villa that the Mandarin was staying in. Tony took out five of the guards outside with various Christmas ornaments that blew up in their faces and a dart gun. Also, a yo-yo.

Inside, he was met with the scene of a trashed living room. Several broken glasses and ripped papers scattered on the floor. There was a blond girl wearing a green shirt lying on the table in the middle of the room. Tony wasn't quite sure if she was dead or not.

He did find an alive, drunk girl laying on the couch, complaining about the heat. Tony tazed the guy that was sitting in the chair and picked up the gun. She was to drunk to do anything more than lazily flirt with him and he slipped out towards the side.

He moved as quietly as he could, taking the glove off with his teeth to drop to the floor. He didn't need it anymore.

He kept the gun lifted, pointing it slowly in every direction as he checked behind him and continued to move forwards.

There were several monitors with the Mandarin on it, but Tony was more interested in the grand bed. He looked, and saw that there were lumps underneath the covers. He stealthily moved over, ripping the comforter back and to his surprise, there were only two girls under there.

He made sushing motions at them, and then heard the toilet flush in the other room. He hid and heard a man laugh as the door closed, "Well. I wouldn't go in there for 20 minutes." He laughed boisterously. "Now, which one of you is Vanessa?"

"That's me."

"Ah! Nessie. Did you know that fortune cookies aren't even Chinese?"

Tony gaped at the guy. This was a terrorist?

"There's some guy over here." One of the girls said sleepily.

"They're made by Americans based on a Japanese recipe."

"Hey!" Tony shouted, stepping out and pointing the gun at him.

"Bloody hell. Bloody hell." the man said, his hands jumping towards his head immediately in surrender.

"Don't. Move."

"I'm not moving. You want something? Take it. Although the guns are all fake because those wankers won't trust me with the real one."

"What?"

"Hey, do you fancy either of the birds?"

"No. I have a soulmate. Heard enough. You're not him. The Mandarin. The real guy. Where?" He shouted now. "WHERE'S THE MANDARIN? WHERE?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. He's here. He's here, but he's not here." he said, running away a little. Tony made sure to follow him very closely with his gun.

"He's here, but he's not here."

"What do you mean?"

"It's complicated." He let out a nervous chuckle. "Hey, it's complicated."

"It is." Tony agreed.

"It's complicated"

"Uncomplicate it. Ladies, out. Get out of the bed. Get in the bathroom."

He locked the girls in the bedroom and then shot in front of the man's head as he attempted to crawl out. One of the girls in the bathroom screamed. The man pretending to be the Mandarin sat where Tony had wanted him to sit in the first place.

"My name is Trevor. Trevor Slattery."

"What are you? What are you, a decoy? You're a double, right?"

"What, you mean like an understudy? No, absolutely not."

Tony raised the gun and he jumped. "Don't hurt the face! I'm an actor!"

"You got a minute to live. Fill it with words."

"It's just a role. 'The Mandarin', see, it's not real."

"Then how did you get here, Trevor?"

"Um, well, I um, had a little problem with, um, substances. And I ended up um doing things, no two ways about it, in the street, that a man shouldn't do."

"Next?" Tony asked tersely.

"Then, they approached me about the role, and they knew about the drugs-"

"What did they say? They'd get you off of them?"

"They said they'd give me more! They gave me things. They gave me this palace. They gave me plastic surgery. They gave me things." He started to snore.

"Did you just nod off?" Tony asked incredulously. He was tired, he was frustrated, he wanted to go home and lay in bed with Y/N, with Everleigh sleeping in between them so he could look down at his sleeping daughter in content while Y/N stared at him with loving eyes.

"Hey." He kicked the man.

"No, and a lovely speedboat. And the thing was, he needed someone to take credit for some accidental explosions." He mimed an explosion that was barely louder than a whisper.

"He?" Tony growled. "Killian?"

"Killian."

"He created you?"

"He created me."

"Custom-made terror threat." Tony said, stepping back from the man.

"Yes. Yes. His think tank thinked it up. The pathology of a serial killer." He messed around with something on the desk. "The manipulation of Western iconography. Ready for another lesson? Blah, blah, blah." He held out a soda.

"No." He waved it away.

"Of course, it was my performance that brought the Mandarin to life."

"Your performance? Where people died?"

"No, they didn't. Look around you. The costumes, green screen. Honestly, I wasn't on location for half this stuff. And when I was, it was movie magic, love."

"I'm sorry, but I got a best friend whose in a coma and he might not wake up. So you're gonna have to answer for that. You're still going down, pal. You under-" He was suddenly aware that Trevor was looking behind him.

He turned and barely registered that it was the same guy he thought he'd killed, when he was knocked out.

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When Tony came to, he was aware that he was standing. His arms felt heavy, like they had been strung up above his head for a long time. He finally blinked his eyes open with a groan and found that he was cable tied to what seemed like an old bed without a mattress.

Maya was in front of him, working at a computer on a higher platform. There were several different plants all around her, clearly still continuing her work.

When she heard that he was awake, she turned to face him and he could still see that she was carrying some wounds from the night his house was attacked. He wondered where Y/N was, if she had stayed with Maya. He wished he could ask, but he didn't want to draw attention to it.

"Just like old times." Maya smirked.

"Oh, yeah. With zip ties. It's a ball."

"It wasn't my idea." Maya sighed.

"Okay. So you took Killian's card."

"I took his money." She corrected.

"And here you are, thirteen years later, in a dungeon."

"No."

"Yeah." Tony said, looking around the place once more. It was definitely screaming 'dungeon'.

"No, you're in a dungeon. I'm free to go."

"Yeah?"

Maya stood up and talked as she walked, "A lots happened Tony. But I'm close. EXTREMIS is practically stabilized."

"I'm telling you it isn't! I'm on the street. People are going bang. They're painting the walls. Maya, you're kidding yourself."

"Then help me fix it." She held up the name tag that he had left in her hotel room when he had left after fucking her. She flipped it over on the back to show some sort of science formula.

"Did I do that?" he questioned.

"Yes." She said in a tone that clearly stated she was in disbelief that he didn't remember.

"I remember the night, not the morning." He said and then wished he hadn't. He only cared about Y/N now. All of the other nights were inconsequential. He remembered every minute with Y/N. The good and the bad. "Is this what you've been chasing around?"

"You don't remember?"

"I can't help you. You used to have a more psychology. You used to have ideals. You wanted to help people. Now look at you. I get to wake up every morning with someone who-" He paused and then said, "still has their soul." There was a moment of silence before he said, "Get me out of here. Come on."

"You know what my old man used to say to me?" A somewhat familiar voice said and he heard footsteps on the stairs as Maya walked away from him. Tony couldn't see Killian yet though. "One of his favorite of many sayings: The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese."

"You're not still pissed off about the Switzerland thing, are you?" Tony asked, even though he still couldn't see the man.

"How can I be pissed at you, Tony?" Killian said and Tony finally saw the man and his heart stopped beating. In one hand, the man was holding a briefcase, which he put down casually on the desk. In the other arm, he was cradling Everleigh.

"I'm here to thank you." He put Everleigh down on the table and walked towards Tony. Tony stopped watching his daughter only for a moment to keep focus on Killian. "You gave me the greatest gift that anybody's ever given me. Desperation. If you think back to Switzerland, you said you'd meet me on the rooftop, right? Well, for the first twenty minutes, I actually thought you'd show up. And the next hour. . . I- I considered taking that one-step shortcut to the lobby. If you know what I mean."

"Honestly, I'm still trying to figure out what happened to the first mouse." Tony replied.

"But as I looked out over that city, nobody knew I was there, nobody could see me, no one was even looking. I had a thought that would guide me for years to come. Anonymity, Tony. Thanks to you, it's been my mantra ever since, right?"

Maya gave a small smile and nodded hurridely.

"You simply rule from behind the scenes. Because the second you give evil a face, a Bin Laden, a Gaddafi, a Mandarin, you hand the people a target."

"You're something else." Tony said, eyes flickering back to his daughter.

"You have met him, I assume?" Killian asked, sitting down at the table, putting Everleigh in his lap and opening up the briefcase.

"Yes. Sr Laurence Oblivier."

"I know he's a little, over the top sometimes." Killian said, holding Everleigh in his hands. Tony wanted to rip out of his bonds and blast the man in the face. "It's not entirely my fault. He has a tendon- He's a stage actor. They say his Lear was the toast of Croydon, wherever that is. Anyway, the point is, ever since that big dude with the hammer fell out of the sky, subtlety kind've had its day."

"What's next for you in your world?" Tony asked.

"Well, I wanted to repay you the selfsame gift that you so graciously imparted to me."

He rolled three balls across the floor and a hologram of Y/N, trapped in one of the same roller coaster like contraptions he had seen in the file videos came up.

"Desperation."

Tony could feel blood trickling down his face at his open cut.

"Now this is live. I'm not sure if you can tell, but at this moment, the body is trying to decide whether to accept EXTREMIS or just give up."

Tony watched the tears streaming down Y/N's face. He couldn't tell if her face was red from pain, or because of the fire that was coursing through her veins. She was naked from the waist up, except for a small tube top across her chest. She looked at though she was in unmentionable pain.

"And if it gives up," Tony jerked in his bonds. He had to save her. "I have to say, the detonation is quite spectacular." Tony wanted to scream. "But until that point, it's really just a lot of pain." Killian suddenly stood up, putting Everleigh down once more. "We haven't even talked salary yet." He caught Tony around the throat tightly. "What kind of perk package are you thinking of?"

"Let him go." Maya's voice rang out behind Killian.

"Hold on, hold on." Killian breathed softly to Tony, powering down so that the orange left his eyes.

"Maya-"

"I said let him go." Maya said and for some reason Tony could fathom, she had a pin pointed to her neck.

"What are you doing?"

"1200 CCs. A dose half this size, I'm dead."

Killian faced Tony and said, "It's times like this my temper is tested somewhat. Maya, give me the injector."

"If I die, Killian, what happens to your soldiers? What happens to your products?"

"We're not doing this, okay?"

"What happens to you? What happens if you go too hot?"

Killian turned to face Tony, and then suddenly a shot rang out. Tony almost flinched, averting his eyes. Unfortunately, there were only horrible places to look. Everleigh had just started crying from the loud noise that scared her. Y/N's face was contorted in pain, her entire body seizing against the contrapation she was held in. And then there was Killian's ugly ass face.

"The good news is, a high-level positions has just been vacated."

Maya's body hit the ground with dead finality.

"You are a maniac."

"No, I'm a visionary. But I do own a maniac. And he takes the stage tonight." Killian scooped up Everleigh and walked away.

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Rhodey was annoyed as the people attempted to saw the parts off of Tony's suit. Sure, the army had painted it, but Tony had built it.

Suddenly, someone came walking around the corner and Rhodey didn't recognize the man. He did, however, recognize the little girl in his arms and he felt a sense of foreboding come over him. Where was Y/N?

"Afternoon Colonel." The man greeted him, putting Tony's daughter into the arms of one of the other people there. "Step aside."

"Oh!" Rhodey groaned as warning lights indicated that the suit was getting too hot.

"We'll get you out of there. Don't worry."

Rhodey was now fully aware of what Tony had been talking about with glowing orange chicks.

"You'll damage the armor." The man who was now holding Everleigh said.

"Yes, I will. But you can fix it, right? I'm gonna take the chinook to base camp. And I want Y/N with me."

"She's still in Phase Two."

"You're not going deaf, are you?"

Rhodey gritted his teeth, unsure of whether or not he was going to be able to hold out much longer. But it felt like he had lost, as he watched the man walk away with his goddaughter. 

[hitchell-mope]

Spideychelle Casper au

Peter. Casper

Michelle. Kat

Rhodey. James

Quentin. Stretch

Killian. Stinkie

Toomes. Fatso

Agatha. Carrigan

Ralph. Dibs

[ginervacade]

BIG MOOD

exposing myself here. medieval knights do things to me

[suzieloveships]

I should be doing uni stuff. Instead here are my Top 8 Marauders ships plus their variants because why not (I get the feeling many will disagree or at least will have questions) (I'm exposing my OTP)

Jegulus: James Potter and Regulus Black (art by corwnvus)

Tropes: Sunshine x Grumpy, Golden Retriever x Black Cat, Forbbiden Love

Variants:

PeterMJ: Peter Parker and Michelle Jones (MCU Spiderman),

Evarlark: Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen (The Hunger Games),

Narlie: Nick Nelson and Charlie Spring (Heartstopper)

Lumax: Lucas Sinclair and Max Mayfield (Stranger Things),

Starmora: Peter Quill and Gamora (Guardians of the Galaxy),

Bal: Ben and Mal (Descendants),

Chaggie: Charlie Morningstar and Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel),

FirstPrince: Alex Claremont-Diaz and Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor (Red White and Royal Blue)

WolfStar: Remus Lupin and Sirius Black (art by sophithil)

Tropes: Friends to Lovers, Two broken pieces fitting perfectly together, Poor x Rich

Variants:

Anderperry: Todd Anderso and Neil Perry (Dead Poets Society),

Captain Swan: Emma Swan and Killian Jones (Once Upon a Time),

Wesper: Wylan van Eck and Jesper Fahey (Six of Crows),

Poolverine: Logan "Wolverine" Howlett and Wade "Deadpool" Wilson (Deadpool),

Stolitz: Blitzo and Stolas Goetia (Helluva Boss),

WolfStone: Jack Russell and Elsa Bloodstone (Werewolf by Night),

Pepperony: Pepper Potts and Tony Stark (Iron Man),

Merthur: Merlin and Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)

Dorlene: Dorcas Meadows and Marlene Mckinnon (art by likeafunerall)

Tropes: Rivals to Lovers, Significant Annoyance, Soulmates

Variants:

Tarcy: Tara Jone and Darcy Olsson (Heartstopper),

Dimya: Dimitry and Anastasia "Anya" Romanov (Anastasia),

Tianaveen: Princess Tiana and Prince Naveen (Princess and the Frog),

Merlylie: Merliah Summers and Kylie Morgan (Barbie in Mermaid Tale),

Catradora: Catra and Adora (She-ra and the Princesses of Power),

AppleDash: AppleJack and Rainbow Dash (My Little Pony),

SoftBoots: Kitty Softpaws and Puss in Boots (Puss in Boots),

Zikki: Zane Bennett and Rikki Chadwick (H2O Just Add Water)

MaryLily: Mary MacDonald and Lily Evans (art by likeafunerall)

Tropes: Best Friends to Lovers, Prep x Nerd, Different yet so similar at the same time

Variants:

Orangeberry: Orange Blossom and Strawberry Shortcake (Strawberry Shortcake),

Josibel: Isabel and Josie (Bottoms),

Sunlight: Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle (Equestria Girls),

Agentdiamond: Lucy Diamond and Amy Bradshaw (D.E.B.S.),

Ineffable Husbands: Crowley and Aziraphale (Good Omens),

Alexiana: Alexa and Liana (Barbie: Diamond Castle),

Snowing: Snow White and Prince Charming (Once Upon a Time),

Clewis: Cleo Sertori and Lewis McCartney (H2O Just Add Water)

Rosekiller: Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch jr (art by industrations)

Tropes: Friends to Lovers, Partners on Crime, Matching each other crazy

Variants:

Butterfly Bog: Bog King and Marianne (Strange Magic),

M&M: Millie and Moxxie (Helluva Boss),

RiddleBird: Oswald "Penguin" Cobblepot and Edward "Riddler" Nygma (Gotham),

Rocket Shipping: Jesse and James (Pokemon),

Dilila: Lila and Diego Hargreeves (Umbrella Academy),

They don't have a ship name :( :Camilla the Chicken and Gonzo (Muppets),

Gigalon: Megalon and Gigan (Godzilla),

KOBD: Breakdown and Knock Out (Transformers: Prime)

Pebill: Peter Pettigrew and Sybill Trelawney (art by sophithil)

Tropes: Troublemaker x Wallflower, Powerful One x One who isn't afraid, Local man really loves his Wife

Variants:

Duzie: Dustin Henderson and Suzie (Stranger Things),

Scarlet Vision: Vision and Wanda Maximoff (MCU),

Polin: Colin Bridgerton and Penelope Featherington (Bridgerton),

Huntlow: Hunter and Willow (Owl House),

Fiyeraba: Fiyero Tigalaar and Elphaba Thropp (Wicked),

They also don't have a ship name: Dionysus and Ariadne (Greek Mythology),

Fluttercord: Discord and Fluttershy (My Little Pony),

Janlos: Carlos and Jane (Descendants)

Xenodora: Xenophilius Lovegood and Pandora Lovegood/Rosier/Lestrange/Ollivander/Lupin/any other last name you choose for her (art by sophithil)

Tropes: She is Everything, He is just Ken, Local man really loves his Wife, Adorkable, Weird Girl x Guy that loves all of her for her quirks

Variants:

Eriel: Prince Eric and Princess Ariel (Little Mermaid),

Gorticia: Gomez and Morticia (Addams Family),

Karbie: Ken and Barbie (Barbie: Life in the Dreamhouse),

Phike: Mike Hannigan and Phoebe Buffay (Friends),

MickMinn: Mickey and Minnie (Mickey Mouse),

CheesePie: Cheese Sandwich and Pinkie Pie (My Little Pony),

Devie: Doug and Evie (Descendants),

Stage Dorks: Jeremy Heere and Christine Canigula (Be More Chill)

Nobleflower: Narcissa Black and Alice Fortescue (art by cutegirlsart)

Tropes: Rich x Poor, Prep x Rebel, Book smart x Street smart

Variants:

No ship name here as well: Duchess and Thomas O'Malley (Aristocats)

Lumity: Amity Bright and Luz Noceda (Owl House)

Jaladdin: Jasmine and Aladdin (Aladdin)

LyraBon: Lyra Heartstrings and Bon Bon (My Little Pony)

OutlawQueen: Regina Mills and Robin Hood (Once Upon a Time)

Appling: Apple White and Darling Charming (Ever After High)

They don't have a ship name?: Evelyn Carnahan and Rick O'Connell (The Mummy)

Dipcifica: Pacifica Nortwest and Dipper Pine (Gravity Falls)

marylily colour coding hurts my eyes and rosekiller is lowkey all over the place. But it's cute so who cares

[viennafantasies]

𝜗𝜚- Character's I write for

Outer Banks: jj maybank, rafe cameron, john b routledge

The Vampire Diaries: damon salvatore, stefan salvatore, klaus mikaelson, kai parker, kol mikaelson, elijah mikaelson, jeremy gilbert, enzo st john

Pretty Little Liars: toby cavanaugh, caleb rivers, Jason dilaurentis

Glee: santana lopez & sam evans

Once Upon A Time: killian jones & peter pan

Brooklyn Nine Nine: jake peralta

Gossip Girl: chuck bass & nate archibald (for now)

Riverdale: archie andrews & jughead jones

The Office: luke cooper & jim halpert

Stranger Things: steve harrington & billy hargrove

Cobra Kai: miguel diaz, robbie keene & hawk aka: eli horowitz

The X Files: fox mulder

American Horror Story: tate langdon, kit walker, kyle spencer

Pen15: dustin long, brandt

Outnumbered: jake

Marvel: loki laufeyson, steve rogers, bucky barnes, peter parker

DC: bruce wayne, clark kent, dick grayson, joker

Hunger Games: finnick odair & peter malarky, ps. I haven't done cornelius bc I haven't watched the new movie :)

Harry Potter: ron weasley, draco malfoy, blaise zabini, mattheo riddle, tom riddle, lorenzo berkshire, theodore nott, lucian bole, james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, regulus black

Note: Let me know if you want any poly, my requests will be open by tomorrow. You can request whatever you want but it has to be x reader. I don't mind writing anything but be careful with warnings. I hope you have a great day!! mwah :) ps. tell me if you want fluff, smut or angst. I don't know how to do smut that well but I will try!

cba to do tags

still did it ...

[apenitentialprayer]

Fr. Jimmy Coyle, and his younger sister Marcella. (x)

She had lots of pictures of him, but he looked the same in them all: thick curly hair and eerily pale eyes, that stared straight at you until you put the cardboard lid back on. The most important thing about him, for us as kids, was that he was dead: shot on purpose by the Ku Klux Klan which was American for Very Bad Men. In her story, and we only had her story, he died on the porch, where he'd been reading his breviary. We pictured a porch, long and wooden. We pictured the sort of reliable sunlight that might make a porch possible. We slanted the sun's rays for evening, and pictured the good-looking Irish priest with the strange eyes looking up from his Divine Office to find Very Bad Men coming up the porch steps with guns. We pictured him dead: head back with a look of surprised piety, his breviary open and fluttering at his feet, the rocking chair still creaking. It was iconic, a vivid movie scene that never left us.

Sheila Killian, Marcella and Jimmy's grandniece, and author of Something Bigger.

Today (8/11/24) marks the 103rd anniversary of the martyrdom of James Coyle, murdered by a Klansman for performing an interracial marriage involving the assassin's daughter.

[thefvrious]

wylie doesn't have a lot of things from before his father left, and it's the one thing that the man looked him in the eye and gave him. here, this is for you, he'd said, and soon enough he was gone. wylie never saw him again. he hadn't been able to wear the watch for the longest time, but now? it fits. and he always wears it. it was his fault, he knows, to leave it somewhere so easy to nab, so, when the gorgeous thing is handing it back to him, he breathes an exhale of relief and pulls out his wallet, hands over all the cash he'd gotten from the night in tips. "thanks, you obviously must've needed it for something, so..." he shoves his wallet back into his pocket and refastens the watch around his wrist with trembling fingers. "my dad. before he split... which you didn't ask. sorry."

he's stunned, in a way he can't say he's ever been stunned before. killian finds himself staring back at the other, only able to blink a few times in response. this was new, and whilst he struggled to imagine what it'd be like to harbour sentimental value for anything, even if deep down inside, if he really searched the confines of his mind, there might be a possession or two of his own that he'd fight tooth and nail not to part with. without a word, he's handing over the watch, opting to ignore the iphone that he offers him. "who gave it to you?" he asks then; figures if he's not above thievery, he can't be above nosiness, either.

[eddysocs]

The interior design board you designed for Fantasia is gorgeous! I'm assuming it for her own place, so it also made me curious as to what sort of house do you think she and Killian would purchase/live in?

Interior wise, I don’t think her style would have to change too much to meld with Killian's. Maybe some more dark wood and a few reddish or rust tones. The exterior, however, I picture would be something like this…

Send 🏡 + an OC for a view of my OC's home

[sour-leminies]

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[thewritcrinme]

The w o r d s m i t h knows that the pen is mightier than the sword, for it shapes minds and moves hearts. -- ChatGPT (bc I couldnt find a good quote so chatty helped me out here)

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Some rules:

I'm 30+ working full time and being a full time single parent. I am constantly stressed and I just want to write to have fun and unload my stress. I was going to do a fancy google docs for my muses, but it just didn't work out. But short and sweet:

Be 21+ to interact. Just have fun. I love MxM ships, they're my comfort ships. I ship all my peeps with chemistry and the whole purpose for plots is to end up shipping romantically. If you're not cool with that, no worries I won't force you. I'm just a huge shipwhore.

My writing will involve dark themes - please be wary of that. I don't tag anything either so im sorry. Again, I just want to have fun. Writing is supposed to be for fun. I hope we get to write/plot/brainstorm.

Canon and OC muses under the cut. I need to work on them, but for now just have a short list to see who i'm planning on bringing in.

Merlin - Immortal- Pansexual - Verse dependent .

Powerful Warlock The last Dragonlord **Because he's immortal, I can fit him into any verse. In modern times, I have it that he's a professor teaching History. I am so prepared for reincarnation plots, or even normal professor x student plots if you're into that trope.

Killian Jones - 40 - Bisexual - Verse dependent.

Known as 'Captain Hook' in all the fairy tales. Wasn't born a villain. Abandoned by both his parents. Hell bent on revenge for 200 years and because of that magic, he has kept his youthful appearance.

He'd fit into any verse, be it modern or fantasy. He's a pirate from a fairy tale.

Leopold Fitz - 35 - Bisexual - Verse dependent

-Smartest man ever. Or at least on AoS. -Genius engineer, part of S.H.I.E.L.D. at the Sci-Tech department. -Sarcasm and wit makes up for the lack of muscles, but he's a fighter and will fight to protect his friends and family. Had an abusive dad and a mother who wasn't always there. Grew up to be one of the brightest minds.

Can fit into any fandom - supernatural or normal.

James Beaufort - 23 - Pansexual - Verse dependent

Trust fund baby with a bit of arrogance. However it only comes from the fact that he hides the abuse he endures from his father.

sports and partying, a way he tends to spend his time when he doesn't want to be home.

Nothing that money can't buy; He's a smartass, but once you get through that exterior of arrogance and narcissim, you'll see he's just a kid trying not to anger daddy who will hurt his mother as a way to hurt him.

college/small town plots as well as enemies to lovers trope for this babe? yes?

Wynonna Earp - 40 - Pansexual - Hunter- Verse dependent

Literally the female version of Dean Winchester. Except she protects the Ghost Triangle which she calls home from all Supernatural beings. Has a child, who she had to give away to protect her from the Earp curse. Stays behind to help the sheriff protect her home. loves and cares for her sister dearly, and truly just needs a happy ending for herself but she believes she doesn't deserve it.

Supernatural plots for sure !

Dean Winchester - 40- homosexual - Hunter - Verse dependent.

The ending we all saw didn't happen. Dean and Sam grow up to be old and continue hunting with Castiel as their guardian angel. However, in my verses, he's alive and doing well. Just like wynonna earp, his job is to protect people he cares about and write his own damn ending. Not the one that was written for him.

Supernatural plots for sure, crossover with everyone as long as he gets to be his pie-lovin' monster killin, sarcastic, witty self.

Judith Grimes - 18 - IMPORTANT - she is too young for anything NSFW however I chose to write her simply because I wanted the Grimes family legend to go on. Warrior, fighter, kick ass walker hunter out there to save the world. Verse dependent, will need heavy plotting if things were to get serious in a romantic type of way. Simply bc this teenage girl is out there trying to live as opposed to finding love. So plotting is a must!

Rhiannon Lewis - 28 - Pansexual - contemplating using her or Olivia Cooke-

Sweet serial killer. That's it. That's the plot. I love all the slasher writers coming around. We can do so much murder-esque writing. But I'd love to do something cannon. Someone be AJ to my Rhiannon?

Sam Carpenter (Loomis) - Melissa Barrera - 28 - Scream franchise.

You all, the plots and AUs we can do with Sam. Please let me know if you'd like to plot anything out. Basically the daughter of the notorious serial killer Billy Loomis. Haunted by her father's past.

Ace Hardy - 29 - Nancy Drew fandom- Alex Saxon FC- verse dependent, more on him soon

Veronica Mars - 40 - Kristen Bell FC -Private Eye- verse dependent

Can we pretend that thing didn't happen at all? We know what i'm talking about, right?

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

Avery Thomson - Saoirse Ronan FC- 30 - Pansexual

-Girl likes peace. She is shy, she is insecure, she is lonely, but at times she doesn't mind it. She's awkward, but she has great ideas she'd love to let out. Yet no finance to invest in any ideas, so she started a podcast. Works as a secretary for a big company on the weekdays and then works on her podcast during the weekends. She's just waiting for a bit of excitement in her life.

open to any plots really!

Michael Wilson - Andrew Garfield FC- Professor of History- 40

Quiet, shy, but very hard working. Teaches History, loves history, basically a history nerd. Which is why it can open up possibilities to supernatural plots or just rom-com plots.

Damian Miller- 52- CEO-Wentworth Miller FC- Homosexual

Hard working, grew up to provide, but he's always been empty. Very old school and traditional, but that's because he has never found a reason to break the rules.

I'm thinking a tragic trope for him, being a closeted gay who could never fight for the man he loved so he ended up marrying the woman his parents chose. Had 2 children with her, and yet he's never been at peace. He's also my oldest muse if you were interested.

age gap trope/ boss/employee trope honestly whatever you'd like.

Blake Hawthorne- Pansexual- 24-Tom Blythe FC

Troublemaker. Gotten arrested a few times. Loves chaos, probably lands in trouble a lot but that's because he never had a secure homelife. parents were always gone and out of the picture so he had free reign to everything. Probably the type to join protests because he knows he'd get away with it. Freedom fighter for the under privileged which is ironic since he comes from a big family.

He'd be a fun muse. Any trope would do.

David Miller -Archie Renaux FC- 29- pan -

Manipulative little shit that causes too much mischief. The typical bad boy, wants things his way or no way. Overly confident, and thinks he's the best.

Under all of that is just a lot of insecurity. Literally tho open for any trope!

[braveclementine]

I am Iron Patriot. It Sucks

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OC Elizabeth Lightwood. I do not condone any copying of this.

"Sir, please may I request just a few hours to calibrate-"

"No. Forty-eight." Tony said, piercing his skin once more with the needle. He grunted in pain again. He shook his hand to get rid of the stinging, tingling feeling before taking the cloth that he was biting down on, out of his mouth and wiped up the blood on his skin.

"Micro-repeater implanting sequence complete."

"As you wish, sir. I've also prepared a safety briefing for you to entirely ignore." Jarvis told him.

"Which I will." He finally put the bloody cloth aside, "All right, let's do this. Dum-E. Hi Dum-E. How did you get that cap on your head? You earned it. Hey. Hey!" He hit the stand with his hands as he walked past it. He was hyper and in a funky mood. " What are you doing out of the corner? You know what you did. Blood on my mat. Handle it."

"Sir, may I remind you that you've been awake for nearly seventy-two hours." Jarvis informed him as he stepped up onto the middle platform in the room.

"Focus up, ladies." He said, deciding to ignore Jarvis. "Good evening and welcome to the birthing suite. I am pleased to announce the imminent arrival of your bouncing, bad-ass baby brother."

He pointed to the camera that was pointed at him. "Start tight and then go wide. Stamp date and time. Mark 42. Autonomous prehensile propulsion suit test. Initialize sequence." He flicked his fingers in a pattern and the suit on the desk started to light up. "Jarvis, drop my needle."

Immediately, Sleigh ride started to play. A fun, more upbeat, almost jazzy version of the Christmas song. He lifted his hand, readying for the Iron man parts to come flying, but it didn't work. He did it a second time and it still wouldn't respond.

Cursing under his breath, he lifted his arm to his mouth, before pounding against the skin to try and get the metallic injections under his skin to work. He did it once more, and finally, the Iron man gauntlet flew onto his hand, spreading up his arm. The shoulder part joined him.

He raised his other arm and was pleased when it joined as well. He actually laughed. "All right, I think we got this. Send them all."

He caught the next one on his right leg, but another missed his body completely, smashing into one of the Iron man cases behind him. Another he had to block with his left arm, which bounced off and went flying into the hanging lamp on the other side of him, crashing to the floor as sparks flew.

"Probably a little fast. Slow it down." He made a time out sign with his hands and said, "Slow it down just a-" He ducked to avoid another piece of his suit. "-little bit."

He ducked once more, as the piece then crashed into some pipes, breaking them neatly. But as it came around a third time, he managed to get it to attach to his left leg. Immediately, he was hit with the groin piece, which made him see stars for a little bit as he attempted to grab the sore area. Another piece him in the back so hard, it sent him flying forwards on his face, and he would have fallen on his face if he hadn't used the blasters on his hands.

"Cool it, will you Jarvis?" He asked as he set himself back on his feet.

Now he was covered in every piece but the face plate, the suit a cream and red coloured one. The last piece crashed into his record player, breaking it and the music cut off abruptly. The face plate rose into the air, the eyes facing him as though it was an opponent.

"Come on. I ain't scared of you." Tony taunted the face plate.

It zoomed towards him, as though taking on his challenge, but it hit a table and though it turned the way that it needed to, to actually go on the suit, it was also upside down.

Tony quickly jumped, doing a flip and face plate came on perfectly, before he landed in his typical heroic pose. Down on one knee, with his fist punching into the floor below him. One arm raised with his elbow bent.

"I'm the best."

And then something hit him in the ass, sending him flying off the platform once more. All of the suit fell off of him except for the helmet and face plate. He grunted as he landed, listening to the metal scatter.

"As always, sir, a great pleasure watching you work."

🎃 :::::  🧡  ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━  🧡  ::::: 🎃

You were frightened as you watched the TV, seeing the terrorist hijack the airwaves to send the President of the United States a message. It wasn't just that he was a terrorist, destroying the Middle East. He clearly also wanted something from America as well.

You were afraid that they were going to call Tony in. Or perhaps even Steve or Clint or one of the other Avengers.

You had been on the phone with a few of them when the TV announcement had come on. Steve had been asking what you got people when they had babies while Natasha made fun of him for being so old fashioned.

Nat 🕷: U don't get people things for having babies. If Tony had thrown a baby shower (surprised he didn't) then u give a gift. Other than that, nope.

You: I had to beg Tony not to throw one. I didn't want to make it a big deal.

Steve 🐧: Are you sure? I would hate to be rude.

Nat 🕷: U worry 2 much

You: Relax Steve

Clint 🐣: Can ya'll shut up. I'm trying to sleep.

Nat 🕷: Babe, shut the notifications off then

You: Whoa, hold up. The news is on. I'll talk later.

Nat 🕷: Ttyl

Steve 🐧: What does ttyl mean?

Clint 🐣: Talk to you later. Ttyl

Steve 🐧: Thanks

And so then you watched the news.

Later on, when the President responded to the terrorist message, he brought out Rhodey and showed the new War Machine. It had been painted red, white, and blue as though they were trying to turn Captain America into a robot. And his new name was 'Iron Patriot'.

You: Tony are you seeing the news?

You had accidentally texted the group chat, but Tony answered nonetheless.

Tony 🦚: Yes. Let's go grab lunch with him like. . .now

🎃 :::::  🧡  ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━  🧡  ::::: 🎃

You, Everleigh, Tony, and Rhodey were all sitting in a bar sort've restaurant. One that wasn't really a dingy bar, but had the cadence of one. Like the theme or whatever. On the TV there was some idiot blonde lady, making fun of both the suit and the name.

You were angry at everyone who was ridiculing it. For one thing, they weren't making fun of Captain America's uniform or name, even though it was really the same thing. And for another, even if it was a stupid name or a stupid robot, you were very protective of your family, and you included Rhodey in that.

"It tested well with focus groups, all right?" Rhodey asked defensively, taking notice that Tony had been watching the TV as well.

"'I am Iron Patriot'" Tony said in a dark voice and then in his normal voice said, "It sucks."

"Listen. 'War Machine' was a little too aggressive." Rhodey said. "All right? This sends a better message."

"I preferred it." You muttered, sipping on your Shirley Temple.

Tony sighed, but said nothing more on it. "So, what's really going on? With the Mandarin? Seriously," Tony said, taking off his glasses, "Can we talk about this guy?"

You pretended to not listen in, turning away from the table and talk to Everleigh in a cooing voice. You wondered if Fury was looking at the Mandarin case. If he was going to call Agents in. Or was he just going to let the American military take care of it?

"It's classified information, Tony." Rhodey hissed under his breath. "Okay, there have been nine bombings."

"Nine." Tony repeated softly.

"The public only knows about three. But here's the thing, nobody can ID a device. There's no bomb casings."

"You know I can help. Just ask. I got a ton of new tech. I got a prehensile suit. I got bomb disposal. It catches explosions in mid-air."

"When's the last time you got a good night's sleep?" Rhodey asked and you finally looked back over to see Rhodey studying him deeply.

"Einstein slept three hours a year. Look what he did."

You sighed softly, holding Everleigh closer to you.

"People are concerned about you Tony. I'm concerned about you."

Tony shot you an exasperated look and you shrugged your shoulders. You had admitted to Rhodey that you were worried. You knew he would be too and maybe as a life time friend, he would be able to convince Tony to eventually come to bed.

"You gonna come at me like that?"

"No, look, I'm not trying to be a dick-"

Rhodey broke off as two young kids came over to the table and he quickly finished, "Tator. Dictator."

"Do you mind signing my drawing?" The young girl asked, holding the art out towards him.

"If Richard doesn't mind. You all right with this, Dick?" Tony asked, quickly helping covering it up.

"Yeah. Fine with me." Rhodey laughed and Tony took the paper. You smiled down at Everleigh and then smiled at the children who were so excited to be in Tony's presence.

"What's your name?"

"Erin."

Tony looked over at the little boy and said, "I love you in A Christmas Story by the way."

Tony was signing the drawing, writing on it as Rhodey spoke to him in a hushed voice. You watched with worry as Tony broke the crayon and covered his face with a hand.

"You okay?" Rhodey asked, putting a hand on Tony's arm. He looked at you and you just shook your head in sadness.

"I broke the crayon." Tony muttered.

"Oh no." You whispered under you breath, recognizing the sign of an anxiety attack behind his eyes. He hadn't had one yet, but you knew because one of your friends back at home had them while he was growing up.

"Are you okay Mr. Stark?" Erin asked softly.

"Take it easy Tony." Rhodey said.

"Tony." You said in a worried voice.

The boy whispered something to him and Tony jerked, getting out of his chair.

"Wait a minute, Tony!" Rhodey shouted after him.

"What did you say?" Erin asked the boy angrily.

"Tony!" Rhodey shouted after him.

You wanted to chase after your husband, you knew the kids needed a little reassurance.

"I'm sorry." You said, handing over the drawing and smiling gently at the children. "He's been having a hard time since the battle. You know how army guys can get PTSD when they come home from war? Well he saw some bad stuff in the hole in the sky. He's very strong, but sometimes he gets a little upset. He was happy you guys came to talk to him though. I'm sorry about the crayon on your drawing though. You're a very good artist."

"Thank you." Erin said and then dragged her brother back over to where her parents were, scolding him for saying whatever it was that upset Tony.

You couldn't focus on that anymore though, quickly following after Rhodey while holding on tightly to Everleigh.

Tony was kneeling on the ground in front of the restaurant. Rhodey knelt in front of him and tapped on the metal helmet. "Come on, man, this isn't a good look. Open up."

"Sorry, I gotta split. Take Y/N home."

🎃 :::::  🧡  ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━  🧡  ::::: 🎃

You let Rhodey take Everleigh and then went over to Stark Industries to talk to Pepper. You knew that she had more experience with Tony and wanted to ask what she thought might help. You knew you could have just called her, but you really needed to see someone and something other than the house and Everleigh.

When you got there, Pepper was sitting on the couch with a rather handsome guy wearing a suit. Happy looked very disgruntled as he watched the two of them. Possessive, almost jealous. He had his arms crossed over his chest and glanced up when he saw you.

"Badge?" He asked and you showed him the one you had from the front desk.

"Whose that?" You asked, nodding to the blond guy.

"Aldrich Killian." Happy said his name like it was disgusting garbage. "I don't like him. He's showing her stuff in the room and they're to touchy."

"Pepper loves you." You told him softly. "But I'll go in there and shake things up. I need to talk to your wife anyways."

You slipped through the door to hear Killian say, "Imagine if you could hack into the hard drive of any living organism and recode its DNA."

"That would be incredible." Pepper said.

"That would be disturbing." You corrected, raising an eyebrow.

Pepper jumped a little. "Y/N!"

"Sorry Pep, I was just coming over to talk." You scanned the guy in front of you. "God gave every living creature on Earth its own DNA. Don't try and play God and change what is unique and special to each and every one."

"Besides," Pepper said quickly as Killian looked as though he was suddenly growing angry. "It unfortunately sounds very weaponizable. As in, enhanced soldiers, private armies, and Tony is-"

"Tony. Tony." Killian said. His disgust of your husbands name was better disguised than Happy's was of Killian's, but it was there. You know, I invited Tony to join AIM thirteen years ago. He turned me down."

You had to bite your tongue to stop yourself from saying, 'Smart decision.'

You weren't sure what it was about Killian that you didn't like. Ever since you had spent time as a rabbit, you had had an aversion to people who usually turned out to be bad. Like Stane. And now Killian.

Although. . . you hadn't felt that towards Loki.

But you pushed that thought away.

"But something tells me now there's a new genius on the throne who doesn't have to answer to Tony anymore and who has slightly less of an ego."

You bristled, but still kept your mouth shut. You were lucky Pepper hadn't thrown you out of the office considering this was clearly a private meeting. And you could tell that Killian was displeased with you there.

"It's gonna be a no, Aldrich." Pepper said firmly. "As much as I'd like to help you."

He seemed to take it well. Pepper invited you to walk out to the door with them. You agreed, mostly because you wanted to keep an eye on Killian. You sometimes forgot that you were an Agent now and Fury kind've liked you. Maybe you could get some inside information on him from Fury.

"Well, I can't say that I'm not disappointed. But then, as my father used to say, 'Failure is the fog through which we glimpse triumph'."

"That's very deep."

You rolled your eyes.

"And I have no idea what it means."

"No, me neither. He was kind of an idiot, my old man."

Pepper laughed and he continued on saying, "I'm sure I'll see you again, Pepper." He turned and looked at you. "I didn't catch your name."

"Y/N Stark." You replied, pursing your lips.

There was a glimmer of recognition in his eyes, but he turned back to Pepper. Slowly, he kissed her cheek and then walked off.

"Hmpf." You snorted. "I don't like him."

"Y/N." Pepper chastised, breaking out of her trance.

You watched as Happy approached, looking unhappy. "Car's ready, if you're ready to go."

You watched her eyes trail over to where Killian was getting into the car and she stuttered out, "Yes, I just um. God I forgot my other things, so- I'm just gonna-" She opened up the building door and looked at you awkwardly, wanting you to save her, "You coming?"

You looked from Happy to her and said, "I should get home. Everleigh and Tony are waiting. I'll talk to you later."

You turned and walked away, angry at Pepper, but also angry at Killian. You vowed to find out what he was up to. 

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