Hank Pym and Tony Stark are yaoi. Yes they are. I'm not elaborating, and I'm dying on this hill.
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Hank Pym and Tony Stark are yaoi. Yes they are. I'm not elaborating, and I'm dying on this hill.

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It was a normal Thursday at the compound. Thursday was one of the rare days that Peter didn't have his college classes, no internship, and he waits til dusk or later to start his Spidermaning. So he was taking up his normal midday past time.
Napping.
It's not often he gets down time. But Bucky really started forcing him to rest.
So here they were; Peter and Bucky spooning. Peter with his noise canceling headphones that Tony made for him to sleep in. It's so much noisier in the day time. Peter in the cute pajama set that Natasha got him, Bucky just in his boxer briefs.
Peter is knocked out, Bucky is relaxing, just on the edge of sleep. Move his metal hand over Peter's stomach, just lightly rubbing. His eyes fly open, he spreads his fingers and slightly presses. It's faint. But it's there. He starts piecing it together. While Peter's abs are still in great shape, they aren't as sharp as they used to be. Lower stomach slightly pouchy.
Peter was an Omega. He should of had a heat 2 weeks ago. He remembered someone complaining about it cause they were all away on a mission. It's happened where one heats skip... but everything is pointing to the only conclusion.
Peter is pregnant and he doesn't knownit yet....
I just want a lil fic where
Omega Peter, who applied for a job at Stark Industries
Omega Peter who hooked up with some random person [or not????] And later found out he was pregnant
Maybe when he was say... 6 or 7 months along, he gets called in for the interview. Maybe it's a panel group interview with several others. General questions were asked, but I picture there was an equation quickly scribbled on a board in the back of the room. Maybe before he leaves, he "fixes" it OR he expands and adds more to it.
And either before he can get out of the building or the next day THE Tony Stark tracks down the person about the equation. Maybe once he realizes the person was a pregnant omega. He offers him a place in his pack.
Now it can go several ways. Maybe Tony is a beta but wants to give the appearance of an Alpha and being able to show off a pregnant Omega would be a big boost to that.
Honestly it would be fun, say Tony is a beta/omega and it's HIS alpha that was the one to knock Peter up. [ Steve or Bucky??]
Maybe everyone in his pack was sterile?? And them wanting to expand their pack/family, Peter would be the key to that happening??
Course you can keep it Starker instead of a polycule pack thing. Or mix and match of whatever!
Like the MCU, the Avengers Polycule begins with Tony Stark and James Rhodes. Not edited (when is it ever?) Will put it on AO3 eventually. ----—
The headlines read “Tony Stark caught holding hands with Air Force Colonel.” The tabloids are careful to avoid outright accusations, but they can’t be sued for insinuation, or presenting the facts in a way that might lead the reader to the (for once correct) conclusion that Tony Stark was involved with James Rhodes.
It wasn’t supposed to be made public, as Rhodey said continuously when he was sitting in Tony’s sprawling living room. Dorm living was too small for Tony Stark. He went big, always, including his college living space.
“Tones, I’m going into the military, they are paying for my Master’s. I can’t just be openly with you.”
“Platypus, I’ve told you. Obie will pull some strings and it’ll all be gone in a few weeks and from now on we’ll be careful.”
“You’ll be careful. I’m not the one who likes to do an imitation of a Koala every time we step outside.” Rhodey said, laughing despite himself. Tony smirks from where he’s tinkering in the corner workshop. It’s not as big as he’d like it to be, but he had a hard time getting the kind of power he needed to run a full workshop in the antiquated pent-house apartment. Maybe next semester he’d deal with it.
“Rhodey bear, you wound me. I wouldn’t call it a koala. Maybe a sloth. They’re grabby, kind of spiky claws but not too far off the mark.” He turned off his blow torch and put his welding mask up. “Do you really not like it?”
Rhodey smiles and gets up from Tony’s expensive couch, walks across his refinished fire-proof flooring, and stops on the other side of Tony’s work table, the metal of his latest pet project sitting still heated between them. “I like it. I don’t think it’s what either of us need in the tabloids. Save it for when we’re alone?”
Tony knows it’s a reasonable request. There’s no desperation to it, or anger. If Tony simply refused to stop trying to touch Rhodey at every opportune and many inopportune moments, Rhodey would forgive him. He’d be disappointed, and maybe think it was selfish of Tony, but he’d forgive him, take the punches as they fell, take as many of Tony’s as he could manage.
That was why Tony was going to do his best to lay off.
The kind of friend, and boyfriend, Rhodey was deserved to have his boundaries respected. All their friends knew that Tony was with Rhodey, though many of them didn’t understand the casual nature of their relationship and looked down their noses at Tony’s flings. Rhodey wasn’t asking to stay in the closet. He was asking not to have his face and his orientation plastered all over the media for anyone, their mother and their great dead grand pappy to see.
“I can’t make any promises, but I’ll try.” Tony’s welding mask was put back into place as a physical barrier between his boyfriend and his feelings, and Tony turned his welder back on. “Grab me my socket wrench? I need it to hit something.”
“Not what a socket wrench is for.”
“Ask my grad students if I care.”
Tony didn’t care about socket wrenches and their appropriate uses. He did care about his Rhodey bear.
So, I’m finally getting around to writing the second part of All The King’s Horses which is the earliest one shot currently in the Avengers Polycule series. (DrPepperony get together! It makes me so happy!) Subscribe to that work if you don’t want to miss the update, or keep an eye on my mostly dead tumblr if you’d like. I’ll post a link here when I’m finished.
I’m sorry I haven’t been more active, but I’ve just been kind of chilling away from the interwebs, and it’s been a really nice break. I can’t gaurentee I’m back to writing or anything, but I will finish and post this chapter pretty soon. 💗💗💗

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Bucky wants some vanity work done on the arm, so he goes to Tony. Mostly he wants the star gone and the metal not to be so shiny. Tony is happy to oblige and doesn’t mention upgrades, which Bucky is intensely grateful for.
He waxes poetic to Stephen and Pepper that night about the piece of beautiful engineering attached to the supersoldier, flip flopping back and forth between admiration and over empathizing with the torture Bucky had had to endure to get it.
Eventually Stephen laid down and pulled Tony’s head down against his chest and Pepper laid on his other side and stroked his hair with soft even strokes until he fell asleep.
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Bucky doesn’t go out fighting anymore, focusing mostly on his recovery and integration into the 21st century, but sometimes Steve, giant fucking moron, does the kinds of things giant fucking morons do and Bucky has to get his ass back in the field to back him up.
One of these times, Bucky gets cursed and Tony calls in Stephen. Stephen and Tony bicker the entire time while Stephen consults his books and removes the curse from Bucky as quickly as he can.
Pepper notices Bucky’s starry eyed gaze and mentions to Stephen that he and Tony might try branching out now that their relationship was so stable. It might be fun to start dating again.
Stephen shrugs it off, but Pepper has already planted the idea in his head. It takes root and sprouts a couple of weeks later.
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“Do you think you want another boyfriend?” Stephen asked, laying across Tony’s lap on the couch while Pepper is at the Malibu office.
Tony took a second to consider it, hand worked beneath the zip of Stephen’s hoodie. “I mean, I would be open to it. Do you have someone in mind.”
Stephen bites his lip.
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“They’re trying to date you, Bucky.” Steve said while he was in the gym, working on the heavy bag. Bucky had only been dating Steve for a few months, and they were still rather casual as Bucky worked through his tendency to mother Steve, but he had still felt the most comfortable coming to Steve about the sudden uptick of attention from the genius and the wizard. “Bruce and them have a pool going about whether or not you’ll notice. Guess Jane won.” He stepped back from the bag and considered his best friend’s face. “You considering it now?”
Bucky was.
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“Are you flirting with me?” Bucky asked point blank while sitting in the Avengers communal kitchen, an addition made by Tony after both Steve and Natasha had commented on missing it in the compound. Tony paused from where he was pouring his coffee, but Stephen continued drinking his own cup, aided by magic to stabilize it in his shaking hands.
“We both are.” Stephen said, when Tony took too long to answer. “If you give us the word we’ll stop, no questions asked.
“What if I don’t want you to stop?” Bucky asked and Stephen smirked.
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“Tony, shut up,” Bucky gasped while Stephen kissed his neck. Tony had been babbling non-stop since the door to Bucky’s room in the compound had closed. Tony’s front was pressed solidly to Bucky’s back, his hands stroking Stephen’s hair and holding Bucky’s hip.
Stephen pulled away to look at Tony over Bucky’s shoulder. “I’m sure you can find better uses for your mouth, Anthony.”
Tony grinned, “As the doctor orders.”
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Tony and Stephen sat next to each other in the middle of the overlong, Tony’s head resting on Stephen’s shoulder. Sitting on either side of them were Bucky and Pepper, their legs draped over their respective boyfriends.
“They said two triads would never work.” Pepper laughed, sitting further up to offer her wine glass to Bucky for a toast.
Bucky sat up and clinked his glass of red to her glass of white. “They didn’t know what they were talking about.
Tony looked up at Stephen and smiled. “I love it when our metamores love each other.”
Stephen kissed the top of his head and wrapped an arm around Tony’s shoulders to bring him closer. “I know.”
“Stop moving, I’m comfortable.” Bucky said, with a kick of his heels to Tony’s tilting body.
“Yes dear.” Tony blew a kiss at him and both Stephen and Pepper laughed.
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A/N: I love this ship. I’ll add this to the polyverse series on AO3 eventually. I love a good triad, and what’s better than one triad? two. IronStrange deserves all the love.
My Dad’s had a fall, I’m anxious, and my focus is horrendous.
Send me a marvel pairing, and I’ll tell you how I think they get together, how they break up, and the aftermath.
(Because who has the emotional energy for a happy ending?)
I acknowledge that there’s a possibility that Tony and Stephen are co-dependent or whatever the correct term is in my Avengers Polycule series, but I’m not going to change it because... they don’t want me to.
They can handle three triads. I believe in them.