#reader stark

"Y/N. My dad's up a floor asleep."

Quickly drops his arm, his face flushing pink with embarrassment at what just happened. His voice is rough from sleep and emotion. "Shit... sorry, kid. Nightmares... you know how they are." His eyes dart to his neck where his arm was."You okay?"

"Yeah. I was wondering if I could ask you something? More like a deal." Y/N sat up.

His brow furrows, curious and slightly guarded. "A deal? Alright, what's it about?" He sits up in his bed, the sheets messy from his thrashing around. "I want you to teach me how to fight. To defend myself, and as a former army soldier and ex-assassin, you're the perfect man for the job."

A hint of interest crosses Bucky's face, though he's careful not to show too much. "Hmph. Your dad wouldn't approve. What makes you think I'd agree to something like that?"

"Because I'll personally offer myself to anything you want."

The former assassin's eyes widen slightly, catching the unspoken implication of the young Stark's offer. He swallows hard, his mind racing with thoughts of having someone willing to learn from him and the other benefits you're subtly offering. "Anything?" He repeats slowly, leaning forward. "Anything. And to put it bluntly, I'll suck your dick if that's what's going through your mind at the moment." Y/N said.

Bucky's face turns bright red, a mix of shock and embarrassment at his bluntness. But there's also a clear spark of desire in his eyes. He bites his lower lip, considering the offer before speaking in a low, husky tone. "Fuck it... deal."

"Great. When do we start? First thing?" Y/N smiled.

"We start tomorrow." Bucky said. He moves closer, his metal arm reaching out to trace Y/N's jawline. "...but right now, we can seal the deal properly." His voice carries a clear want, though there's still a hint of hesitation."Your dad can't walk in on this, though."

"He won't." Y/N promised. "He's so busy with his inventions, I doubt he'll have time to notice me fooling around with Bucky Barnes."

Bucky's gaze meets his, and he smiles as he pulls Y/N into his arms, hugging him close to his chest, his heart racing with desire. "Fuck, kid. You're really offering yourself up to me, aren't you?"

"Why wouldn't I? You're hot as fuck."

A low chuckle escapes Bucky's lips as he leans in close, his breath warm against his ear. "You're a little shit, you know that?" His hand moves to the back of Y/N's head, fingers tangling in his hair as he pulls him in for a rough, passionate kiss.

Summarize: After the blip, in which some Avengers somehow manage to survive, Tony Stark's daughter returns in coma, but after two years, she finally wakes up, but something seems strange in her memories. It's like she's never lived there before.

Reader is female (she/her)

This story has: parallel universe/life, some characters are alive (Tony Stark)

This is just the base of the story, i'll add more ideas later on.

English is not my first language, so i'm really sorry. If something is gramatically incorrect I'll apreaciate if you point it out for me.

When you woke up in a strange laboratory with holograms floating in all directions, you were certainly intrigued by it, until you realized that you were trapped in a capsule as well.

A strange tube stuck to your face, apparently giving you oxygen back, it looked like something out of a horror movie mixed with science fiction.You hit the capsule for a while to break it, but it was obviously not a simple glass that could be easily cracked, especially since your body was so weak for some reason.

After a few hours of despair, someone came to your rescue, a man who strangely seemed familiar to you, his name on the top of your tongue, but it wouldn't come out. He seemed disconcerted when he saw you hitting the tube, as if he was doubting what he was seeing, but after a few desperate knocks from you, he regained consciousness and took you away.

"I can't believe it, finally... finally you woke up." He hugged you so genuinely that you just let, even though you were extremely confused by everything. His tears dripped down your face and he stroked your hair so naturally that it tickled you. But wanting to know what was happening, you pushed him away.

"Where am I? What am I doing here? Where are my parents?" The questions made his face distort for a few seconds.

"Sorry, honey. What did you just say? Did you...ask about your parents?" Helpless, you just nodded, which made him slightly stumble back, losing his balance. Luckily, you held on long enough so that he wouldn't fall. He held both of your shoulders.

"You...honey, don't you know who I am? Look closely, pay attention, it must be because of the dizziness."And again, just a shake of head from your part. With just one look, you could tell that his world had fallen apart because of that gesture, but without knowing exactly why.

"Why am I here? Where are my parents? What happened to me?" He didn't answer, as if he had gotten stuck listening to her asking nonsense. "For now, just sit here. I'll... I'll call Stephen, he'll... he'll fix this, just wait a moment."

Half an hour later, a man appeared floating, which startled you. Had he just flown? Stephen didn't ignore your reaction. He already noticed that something wasn't right.

"It's not common memory loss. She really doesn't have the memories from here." That's what Steven said after some time observing her and questioning.

"What do you mean?"

"I'll be brief. Her soul is from here, but her memories are from another reality."

"You're kidding me," the voice next to you came out weak. He held your hand. "No, I'm sure it's her. The same look, the same hug, the same voice..."

"The thing is: It really is her. The only difference is that apparently your daughter lost her memories of life in this world and replaced them with those of another. It's interesting." The other man in the floating cape approached you, looking into your eyes, as if he knew everything. Your gaze rested on the other man who held your hand tightly, looking exhausted.

"Where is this interesting? Huh? My daughter comes back, but she comes back without being her?"

"Like I said before, Tony. She's still her, the only thing is that for some reason her life experiences were exchanged for those she lived in a parallel world. So far, she's the only one with this effect after the blip. It must also be one of the reasons why she just woke up 7 years later, unlike the others who regained consciousness as soon as their existence returned after 5 years."

Tony took a deep breath, he seemed to have weakened, but rested his eyes on yours for a moment. And he simply hugged you "It's okay, I... I still love you. Let's figure this out"

"You say I lost my memories, but I don't think that. What's going on? And why am I here?" You pulled away from Tony's embrace and looked at the man called Stephen.

"Okay, it must be even more confusing for you than it is for us. I'll summarize..." The man who called himself Doctor Strange explained all the events, starting with the age of heroes, Thanos' attack, the Blip and finally the return 5 years after most people existed. Obviously, you didn't believe it at first, it seemed like something out of a movie. Even though you couldn't forget him flying over you, it was still hard to accept. Tony and Stephen tried to show you their powers and their armor, even the Stark technology, along with a tour of the city. It was something completely new, with such advanced technology that it scared you.

"You're my daughter, the Stark's firstborn. I... I'm your father, and it's my fault you're going through all this. I don't know what to do, but if I can help you in any way, you can count on me." Tony was a little different from the father you had, but that didn't make you accept him so easily.

After three months living in that environment, the adaptation was less horrible to deal with. Although it was strange to see floating things, intelligent armors and heroes, it was less difficult to accept than before. It was just a little awkward having to deal with your "family". First, because for you they weren't, second because it seemed like they were trying to force your memories back, which made every lunch uncomfortable.

"You can try to get a GDE and then take the exam to get into the college you want, I recommend MIT, but no pressure. You don't need to worry about the cost, I-"

"But I already go to college, why would I take another test?"

"That's..." Tony lightly remembered that for his daughter life went on, even with her real body unconscious. "But you didn't do it here yet. It's okay, we'll think about it later. What course had you chosen, well... there?"

"Humanities"

"My goodness, what has my daughter become?"He laughed a little at his own internal joke, but she didn't get. "It's just that I'm... like an engineer." She continued to stare at him in silence. "Like more into exacts. And you were too, that's why I was just kind of... never mind."

Tony didn't expect it to be so hard to reconnect with his own daughter. It was just a little while ago, but now it seems like she was a completely different person. And she was. Her interests changed, her opinions, her way of speaking, her slang and even her way of acting. -- He still can't get over the fact that she tried to get a part-time job at McDonald's. The Starks' firstborn serving burgers wouldn't leave his mind anymore.

But it's not like it irritates him, it hurts him sometimes, thinking that it was caused by him. He should have protected her, acted right away... but there are times when he likes this version of her. -- Even though he hates it when she talks about her father. Who does he think he is raising his daughter? Flattering her enough that she now called him Tony instead of Dad.

"You're a little different from the others." Stephen said. "They don't remember anything, as if the five years that passed were just an instant. For you, life went on, even if in another place."

"Is what I lived a lie?"

Steve rogers x Reader Stark

This is another one for @stargazingfangirl18 and @navybrat817 ‘s writing challenge!

Prompt: You sad smol bean, let me love you! But not what you suspected!

Warnings: You might cry bish! I definitely did while writing this. 

Takes place after the events in endgame.

Steve awakes with a shake yelling out a ‘No’. His breathing is hard and tears run down his face as he looks around the room. His breathing calms as he looks over the master bedroom. Eyes running over every little detail. From the TV to the picture frame and painting hanging up to the stack of books next to a chair in the corner in front of the windows. Till his eyes meet the sleeping form of his wife. He breathed out a thank you that he didn’t wake her up. He sits there running a hand over his face as the image of the nightmare still played in his mind. No not a nightmare , the bad memories. Nightmares didn’t actually happen just a figment of imagination. This was the replay of the battle. A battle that Tony and Nat sacrifice themselves to save not only their friends and families but to save everyone on earth. The last two people Steve ever thought he lost. His mind can’t help but run over how he failed them. He should have done something. Anything , there should have been a way to save them or bring them back. Steve’s head snapped up at the small sounds of whimpers. One he knew too well to know that will start a full cry session soon. Looking over to Y/n again he kissed her forehead as he slowly and quietly got out of the bed and made his way to the room next to theirs. He made his way to the crib and looked in at his son. “Hey buddy, You have a nightmare too?”, he spoke quietly as he picked him up. The little one claimed almost instantly at the feel of his father's warm skin as he was laid on his chest. Years after the war , years after both of Tony’s and Nat’s deaths. Steve took Tony's words to have his happiness. When he went to return the stones he met with his old love , Peggy Carter, for he owned her a dance. Thinking she was his happiness. But as they danced he thought about the woman he loved wasn’t the one he saw himself getting married to and having kids with anymore. Not after seeing how her life turned out. Her husbands , kids , grand kids, all of them. Especially not after meeting Y/n Stark. He returned back , shocking everyone. As soon as he returned he got down on one knee and asked Y/n to marry him. They had a small wedding with close friends and family and shortly later had their little boy . Anthony Nathan Rogers was born on May 29th. Due to being born on Tony’s birthday they both agreed to name Anthony after him. He was finally happy.  He gave up Captain america to Sam and instead settled for a job training the new recruits. Something he loved pulse kept him safe and to fully be there for his wife and son. 

Steve held his son close as he rocked him back to sleep. “ You might not understand this now, But you were named after the greatest man and woman I knew. Your Uncle Tony and Aunt Nat. They were the bravest , smartest people I knew. It was a great honor to not only work with them but to know them. Even if me and Uncle Tony fought , a lot. I still wouldn’t trade meeting or knowing him for anything else. Especially because without him I wouldn’t have met your mommy. “, Steve says smiling as he tries to hold back the tears. “ And thanks to Aunt Nat , too. Who pushed me to finally ask mommy out. …. I miss them both so much. AS much as at the time I hated Tony’s old man remarks , I’d do anything to hear one more. Or one more time to sit with Nat and talk about how I’m an idiot. One day , when you're bigger, I’ll tell you all about them. About who they were, what they did, and the love they shared to others around them. As well as the biggest sacrifice they made not only for me or mommy or even your other aunts and uncles but for the world. Now people might tell you your old man was the greatest hero. But I’m not , they are. They were so much braver and stronger than me. I couldn’t even save them or bring them back. But I’ll get into that more later. For now I hope knowing you were named after the two greatest heroes will help fight off those nightmares.”. Steve smiles as he looks down to see his son sound asleep. He ignored the tears on his face as he kissed his son and put him back in his crib. He stands there just watching his son sleep. Softly smiling as his nose scrunches every now and again. Something he got from his mother. Steve couldn’t help as a few more tears ran down his face as he felt arms wrap around his waist and a face rest on his back. “How much did you hear?”. “All of it.”, Y/n whispered into his shoulder kissing it. Steve turns to face her. He leans his forehead on hers closing his eyes just wanting to hold her for a bit. “You know you can talk about this stuff with me too, not just our son?”. Steve nodded as the dam broke again and more tears fell, “I felt like I didn’t have the right to. You were/ are going through a lot too. After all he is your brother. I need to be there for you and be strong.”. “Stevie , You're not captain america any more. You don’t have to put this show on for everyone that you're this strong person who doesn’t have these dark feelings and thoughts. You don’t have to be strong for me all the time. You can tell me when you're feeling down or you're hurting. I’m not going to think any less of you. Especially after what you had been through. I mean Hell Steve, you were there when tony took his last breath in his last moments. It’s okay , I’m here for you. To listen and hold you and put you back together. I can be the strong one for once and help you. So please stop trying to hide your feelings or hurt from me. Let me help heal you like you’ve done for me. I’m with you till the end.”, Y/n says wiping his face. Steve lets out shaking breaths at her words, the last one’s the same thing he told her on their wedding day. When he broke the formal wedding stuff of not seeing the bride and all that crap , to hold her as she cried because she wanted Tony to walk her down the aisle. “I love you.”, He says looking up at her. She gave him a small broken smile, “ I love you ,too. Now let me help you.”. Steve just nods and follows her as she brings him back to bed. Where he curled into her chest and finally let out all that he was feeling as she laid there listening and holding him. Telling him everything will be okay.

Dad!TonyxReader

Word Count: 1,188

Request by: @shady80smusicsingercolor Tony x daughter! reader where the reader is cheerleader but overhears the other cheerleader stalking crap about her,the reader feels sad, and cries,then the reader skips her cheer practice of after school,when she came Peter notices and greets her but she just goes to her room,this leads to Peter getting worried,then goes to find her father(Tony) ,and tells him what happened,Tony goes to your room, realizes you are crying,he comes in and ask what's wrong,the reader tells him what happened,and comforts his daughter

A/N: I am angry, I had about 500 more words to this in the beginning of this but somehow when I copied and pasted it, everything just got fucked up and the doc closed and I couldn’t undo the shit that erased. So I’m sorry none of us will ever know what those 500 more words were because I def don’t remember them. Thank you shitty short-term memory! I’ll tag this another time I’m tired now.

You were exhausted. All you wanted to do was go home and sleep.Your week consisted of early morning Decathlon practice, actual school, cheer practice twice a week after school, homework, and then your own work that normally kept you up late.

But sadly, it was Friday. You had a football game to cheer for. You yawned as you shut your locker and slung both your backpack and cheer bags over your shoulder to make your way to the locker room.

“Have you seen Y/N lately?” You heard one girl ask inside the locker room from your place outside.

Curious you waited to see what she had to say.

Another girl laughed. “She literally looks like the walking dead.”

There was more laughter. “And did you see her hanging around with that nerd? Could she fall any lower?”

“Why’s she even on the squad, she can’t even keep up with us. She’s so slow and tired all the time.”

“She’s only on the team because the seniors last year bugged her to join. They just wanted to be able to say she Tony Stark’s daughter was on the team. Since he’d give the team the money to really shine.”

“She’s not even pretty enough to be on the team! I don’t get why all the guys on the football team find her attractive!” One girl whined.

“Yeah,” another agreed.

That was when probably the worst of it started. They ripped your appearance apart.

You ran away from the locker room, tears streaming down your face. You called Happy, trying to not sound like you were crying. But of course Happy was a great detective and knew immediately. The second you got in the car he was questioning you. But you just shook your head and told him it was dumb and you just wanted to go home. Also, to not tell your dad.

Happy pat your head before you got out of the car and assured you he wouldn’t tell your old man but if you needed to talk to someone he’d be there for you

You thanked him and hurried upstairs. You hoped you could get away without seeing anyone. Your elevator ride kicked your emotions up again. You tried to not hear those words the girls said about you. You tried to not let your tears flow again as you neared the top floor.

You wiped at your face. “F.R.I.D.A.Y. Where’s dad?”

“Mr. Stark is currently in his lab, Miss Stark.” The a.i. Informed you.

You didn’t say anything else as the elevator stopped. You stepped off and tried to hurry to your room.

“Hey Y/N,” Peter’s voice caught you off guard.

You had just passed him.

He was in your kitchen, probably grabbing something to eat before heading down to meet your dad. You were never here Friday afternoons, you didn’t realize Peter was here during this time. You were just out of sight, but you knew he knew you had stopped.

“Don’t you have a football game tonight?” He’d moved to lean against the doorway.

You were thankful that your back was to him. You hurried to think up a lie, wiping your face again, just in case you missed any stray tears.

Peter frowned at your behavior but you continued on your way before he could question you further. He could tell by the way you acted you were upset. He debated going to check on you for real but as he was going to, Tony called him back down to the lab.

Upon entering the lab Tony immediately knew something was up. “What’s wrong, kid?”

Peter wasn’t sure if he should say anything but he thought about how you could be up in your room right now crying, alone. “I um… I just saw Y/N before coming down here. She ignored me completely. I just can’t shake the feeling something was wrong.”

“What makes you say that?” Tony asked, putting everything aside mentally and what he could physically.

Peter sighed. “I think she’d been crying… I don’t know what about but she just, she seemed really down, Mr. Stark. Maybe you should go check on her?”

Tony didn’t need Peter to suggest that to him in order to get moving. He hurried up to your room and paused outside the door.

He could hear you sobbing inside and he didn’t even bother knocking. He opened the door and peaked in.

You were clutching a pillow, your face shoved into it as you sobbed.

Tony sighed, “Sweetheart,” he said quietly.

You whimpered, you didn’t want him here. You just wanted to be alone and sad. He wouldn’t understand. You sobbed again burying your face deeper into the pillow.

Tony entered your room and went to sit beside you. “Sunshine, what’s wrong?” He asked, stroking your arm.

You sobbed a go away but that didn’t work.

“Baby, talk to me. What’s going on? You know I don’t like when you cry. What’s going on?”

So, you told him, threw the pillow.

He caught a few words, barely. “Cheerleaders, loser, ugly. Sweetie I need more than that, take the pillow away.” He tried to tug on the pillow but you clung to it. Tony sighed. “Fine, come here at least. He shifted some and pulled you close to him.

You did give in for this. Keeping the pillow to your face you cuddled into your dad’s side. Sobs wracking your body.

He stroked your hair and upper back as he waited for you to calm down enough to talk to him.

It was a while before you were calmed down enough. “I don’t want to cheer anymore,” You told him.

“Alright, sweetheart, you don’t have to,” He encouraged you to try new things all the time but if you didn’t want anything to do with something, well who was he to deny you from escaping it.

“Th-they were making fun of me today… I heard… all-all of them… I-I know I’m not the best but I… I thought I was decent like the other girls… I-I thought they were my friends, daddy. They all talked about me like-like I wasn’t even part of the team. I never did anything to any of them, why were they so mean?”

Tony sighed and stroked your head. “I wish I had the answers, baby girl. But all I can say is they’re probably jealous of you. They should be. You’re incredibly smart and beautiful. Don’t listen to those bitches. They’re too stupid to know better. Don’t take what they said to heart. Just monday, promise me you’ll go into school with your head held high. Okay?”

You nodded and relaxed a bit more against him. “Thanks dad.”

He kissed your forehead. “Don’t ever feel like you can’t talk to me about this stuff, no matter what I’m doing. If I’m busy I will push everything aside for you. I love you with all my heart and my heart breaks when yours breaks. Don’t let them get to you.”

You nodded. “I love you, dad.”

“I love you too, sunshine.”

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Starring:  Fem!Reader and MCU characters! Contents: Spoilers for Endgame!! Some serious stuff. Some fluffy stuff. Some sad stuff. A/N: This is a bit shorter chapter, but dude did I love writing it. Ehehehehe. PREVIOUS CHAPTERS can be found on the masterlist. Thanks for likes and reblogs and comments <3

8. We stan

There are fans and then there are über fanboys. Among the latter it’s possible to find not just Nathaniel but Cooper, too, both of them staring at the two WW2 soldiers like it’s the first superheroes they have ever seen. The guests do take it very well, trying to keep up the polite conversation with Clint (who obviously knows them) and Laura who is managing to contain the amusement at watching the kids and their dad’s slight jealousy – not because he isn’t a hero, however being their dad is the category he get’s labeled under instead. To spear Steve and James some of the embarrassment, Lila makes sure to haul the boys away from the table as soon as they’re done eating.

Peter parker x reader

Anonymous asked: Could you write a Peter Parker x reader where the reader is Peter Quills daughter and when her and Peter meet its like flirting plus Tony and Peter Q being dad’s? Thank you

Authors note: all you have to know is that Peter Quiell is “papa” and Tony stark is “dad”

MASTERLIST

“Parker”, my dad, tony stark, turned his back to me as he whispered low into the phone. The rest of the conversation was hard to judge from the whispered words i actually caught.

“Today”

“pyjamas”

“tell your aunt it's the internship”

He was talking to peter parker, of course. I mean, i am Tony stark's daughter after all, did he really think he could hide the fact that spider boy is peter parker? We used to go to the same school, peter and i, and still after being extremely attracted to him, i did not once have a real conversation with him. Then we graduated and everything was lost, well until i eavesdropped on my dads and overheard them mention peter parker. After that it wasn't hard to figure out the rest.

Peter Quill, my papa (which i called him to not mix him him up with my other Tony), sat trying to handle the ipod he got from Tony on his birthday. “Yo”, he bumped his shoulder with mine “this thing can keep like, 300 songs, can you pinch me darling, i just wanna be sure i'm not dreaming”. I rolled my eyes, trying to look uninterested, even if a smile was threatening from him being this happy “Dad, its 2018, catch up”.

He pointed his tongue out at me before putting his headphone in. Music streamed out, reaching my ears.

I was bored again. “Daaaaaad”, i muttered getting up and started walking after Tony. “Not now, pumpkin”, he reached out a finger in front of me shushing me. I don't like being hushed, long story short. i tried to speak again but Tony hushed me again. “No you don't have to bring your own own pyjamas, i've told you i've already made you a new suit”.

Before any of us really could react, i snatched the phone out of Tony grip and placed it onto my own ear. “Heya peter”, i tried to calm my beating heart and rising blush. Tony tried to take the phone back but i slipped out of his reach and jumped up on the coach were Peter was sitting. “h-hey”, i heard the teenage boy stutter on the other line. “y/n Stark, Tony's daughter here, we went to Italien class together”. i heard a nervous laugh on the other line “right. Starks daughter. Ummm, we never really talked, not the same friend circle”. I felt the blush rising up in my scalp, no matter how hard i tried to cool it down. I saw Tony grimace behind the yellow sunglasses as he mouthed “give it back”. But i wasn't done messing with him just yet. “Well that's all going to be changed when you come here, Spider boy, i can't wait to catch up with you”, i said with the sweetest voice i had, fluttering my eyelashes even if dad was the only one who saw. Then i bounced down from the couch and handed Tony back his phone. He was surprised, to say at least, not only because i knew Peter was spiderman… but also because i just flirted with him. Dad gave me one last warning look before leaving the room with the phone pressed tight against his ear. Right before the door slammed shut i heard him say “That, Penis parker, is my daughter. She's off limits, don't look at her and don't even think of her”. I couldn't wait until Peter got here.

Two hours later, after 1 pound of makeup and the cutest summer dress i had Peter finally arrived to Avengers tower. My face was glistering of highlighter and my lips covered in a soft pink making them look more swollen. The dress was simple, yellow and off shoulder. The end of it reached my mid thighs and showed of my new shaved tanned legs. My hair was just half up and half down, to keep it out of my face. Okay, i will admit i made myself this cute because Peter fricking Parker, was going to show up. And… well because i wanted to piss of my dad. I looked in the mirror, grimacing in different “cute” smiles to myself. “Hey peter”, i said to my reflections while fingering on the end of my hair tipps. I wasn't being cute, i looked like a complete idiot. Plus, i had nothing on Liz, makeup or not. It was a well known fact about Peters crush and who really blames him. Liz was so cute and incredibly smart and supportive, you just couldn't hate her. Its weird i had two dads that both are considered beautiful but still ended up looking compelly average. “Peter”, i smiled honestly into the mirror “hows life?”. How's life? really? I blew out a nervous breath while fixing my hair. Maybe i should just stay up here, safe with a book.

“Y/n”, My papa called “That pete kid is here”. I could feel the familiar blush rising again, fuck, i never blush this often. “Umm, peter, Mr Quill”, i heard Peter correct him and just to hear his voice made butterflies scatter in the depths of my abdomen. “Coming!”, I called back as i took one last look in the mirror. At this point, he was probably dating Liz so it really doesn't matter what i look like. I swung up the door, tripping out in the corridor out in the living room. And my entire body went into “i'm screwed” mode. Peter fucking Parker got hit by puberty. Real good. His hair was longer now, flowing down his forehead in small curls. I could see pure muscles through his his tight star-wars t-shirt. His usual blue hoodie was wrapped around his firm waist, and i thanked god he made the day hot enough for him to take of the hoodie. He was taller now, at least a head taller than me. Jesus, this boy always found new ways to make me shake of adrenaline. I decided it was weird to continue to stare like this so i walked forward to my dad. Peter looked at me, his jaw fell open i shock at the look of me, but it looked like he caught himself when Tony gave him a warning look. “Peter!”, I smile at his t-shirt “ha, nice one”. He looks down the t-shirt which says “i could make a star wars pun, but i don't wanna force it”. He smiled back up to me as he rubbed the backside of his neck nervously “umm thanks, i like your dress”. I blush again, dammit. “Watch it, kid”, i heard Tony mumble under his breath. Papa put a hand dad's shoulder and gives him a meaning look. Dad seems to relax a bit of his husbands hand. “What are you working on”, I asked looking past Peters shoulder. On a table was peter suit firmly folded. “Well, Peter keeps cutting out the baby monitor protocol”, Tony put his arms over his chest stubbornly. I rolled my eyes “come on dad, he's 18”. Even if i know Dad probably mouthed my words childishly for himself i chose to look at Peter instead “you hacked into the suits safe system through the video cord right?”. Peter nodded and i laughed for myself “yeah, weak spot. That's how i hack myself into the surveillance camera he put in my room”.

Peter smiled impressed “well, i tried taking away the support wheel protocol with the same tactive but the video cord was too deep so i  needed Ned´s help, he was pissed at me cause he rather build the death star lego set with me…”. The Boys eyes shots upen as he looks down at the ground stumbling “why would you say that, peter”. His nervosity was adorable. “How many pieces?”, i ask and can't help but to look fairly intresseded. I'm such a nerd, jesus. Peter take a step closer like he's about to whisper “3803”. I wrinkle my forehead “what? no way? its like 4016”. He chuckles shaking his head “nah nah, its a common knowledge that its 3803 pieces”. I laugh mockingly at him “oh god, you're such a noob, everybody knows it's 4016, look it up, jar jar”.

He pretend to look offended by my comment “Did you just call me jar jar? i'm obviously Han”.

I take a step closer without really thinking about it “yeah? who am i then, obi wan?”. He gives me something i would judge as a flirty smile “More like Leia”.

We are so close to eachother now i can feel his breath on my face. I make sure to look at his lips before dropping my risky line “why? because you wanna see me in a golden bikini?”.

That shuts him up but i still catch him looking at my lips, if only for a second.

“Hey! Hey”, Tony push me gently out of the way “That's enough”. While Dragging Peter down to the lab i can hear him mumble something similar to “Kids nowadays”. Papa putts a arm around my shoulder “take it easy on your dad, kay?”. I nod but in the back of my head i'm screaming “lies”. My papa's beard tickle me as he bends down to whisper in my ear “yeah, by the way, keep messing with your dad. I haven't seen him this ireeterad since his and Stevens fight. he's really hot when he's bothered”. I groan pushing him away “Ewww, papa?! i didn't need to know that. Eeeww, pictures in my head”. Papa winked at me while clicking his tongue “plus i think that Peter kid really likes you. he's a good kid that would do  good to you”.

“Peter?”, i whisper scream while looking around the lab. According to JARVIS, Dad left about 20 minutes ago and Peter is still in the building. When i dint get an answer i tip toe further into the room “Parker?”. I hear a thumb followed by some swear words. On a bench, Peter sat grasping onto his head while groaning. I whine for myself before speaking out “I'm sorry if i startled you”. peter lets out a mix of a chuckle and a gasp “no problem, my spider senses should have sensed you coming in”. I walk over to him, seemed to surprise him the second time this hour by putting a hand on his head. “Lemme look at it”, i whisper as i try to ignore how good his soft locks feel between my fingers. He nod as he moves the chair under him so he sits right in front of me. I move my fingers gently through his hair, careful not to accidently press to hard. “You have soft hair, what conditioner do you use?”, i say jocklingy to light up the situation. It seems to work as he chuckles under me. It was like a silent approval to make him laugh as i smile proudly. Even if i'm way past looking for a wound, i continue to move my hands through his soft hair. i can't help it. it smells so good and i can't help but to think how it would feel between my hands while he eats me out. A warmth spreads through my stomach as i try to swallow down my desire. “That feels good”, he mumbles so low i just barely managed to hear him. “for both of us”, i whisper back as i can feel him push his head closer to me like he's chasing my touch. In the action the stroller on the chair bumps into my shoes, knocking me out of balance. But Peter seems to see this seconds before me as im suddenly  being catched by my waist and falls forward instead. I land on top of his lap, my sundress flying up to fall like a duvet over his jeans and my thighs. I'm out of breath, so surprised over the past seconds. His hands are still on my hips, keeping me from falling again.

I realize the situation i'm in. This looked wrong, sure, but it felt so right. “Thanks”, i mumble and do the mistake to look into his eyes. He's looking right ame me at the same time, and were stuck in eachothers iris. His eyes are dark, dangerously dark, like a promise about the things he could do. They pupil dilate at the sight of you. I lick my dry lips and he follows the action. I can feel the touch of his hands burn though the material of my dress and mek me all hot and giddy. I can feel his muscles as my hands are on top of his shoulders.

He looks down, like he's hiding a smile. I swallow the lump of anxiety threatening in my throat. “Umm”, he muttered as he slowly looks up at me “i really-y, like reeeeally want to kiss you right now”. I can feel the smile i try to hide escape and light up my face. My heart is so painfully big, that's what it feels like, like it's going to explode inside me. “You better, i've been waiting on it since the first year on collage. Kiss me now, Han”.

He gives me a honest smile, like a kid on christmas morning as he starts leaning in.

I close my eyes as i wait for his lips to meet mine. But instead i feel his hot breath on top them as he mumbles “you know, i had a major crush on you but then i became Spiderman and Tony and i decided to try to keep you out of this life”. I chaste a small peck against his soft lips “just kiss me, parker”. He olbigates at one's and move his head to the side to press his lips against mine. Finally after 3 years of longing he kiss me so i can't really hold back the moan. that only seems to spear him on as hand hug my neck so he can press me closer. He taste like green tea and lemon mints. My hands go back to his locks, still surprised over how soft they are. His tongue swipes over my inner lips, begging for permission. I smile against the soft sensation but dont grant him he pleasure. His hand suddenly squeeze my ass leaving me gasping of shook. He takes advantage of my open mouth to move his tongue inside my mouth. It's so much, his wet lips, his hand, his curls bouncing between my fingers. I press my lower part hard against him out of pure instinct. I realized it turned out almost like a grind against his pants. He didn't seem to mind. “Fuck”, he groans as he starts kissing my jaw in tickles soft pecks “you are perfect”. I giggle as his pecks finds their way to a ticklish point. “Come here, big boy”, i'm completely out of breath from the kissing but can't wait another minute for his lips against mine again. Just as he's about to kiss me again we get interrupted by a loud voice “Parker?!”. Fuck. We stumble away from him and i stroke down my dress as fast as i can. “I told you one thing”, My dad point at Peter, who looks like a scared child getting caught doing something bad “not to touch my daughter”. At this point i'm starting to get tired of Tony “please daddy’”. I rarely call him daddy, and it seems to actually catch is attention. I walk forward and place both of my hands on his bearded cheeks “Just.. its 2018 dad, i don't need your approval, okay. I really like Peter. Not to be rude or anything, but could you maybe leave not, old man, we were in the middle of something”.

Summary: Reader is a Childhood friends with the Barnes Children; Richard, Bucky, and Rebecca. A terrible accident occurs forcing the Reader to move in with her biological father. Years pass and destiny decides to play a joke on the reader. Chaos Ensues.

Warnings: Abusive families; Accidents; Death; blame game; etc

Pairings: Modern Marvel AU X Reader; Slight Richard X Reader; Bucky X Reader; Steve X Reader; Steve X Reader X Bucky

Part 1 -  A True Hero

Part 2 - A New Life?

Part 3 - Becoming A Stark

Part 4 - Therapeutic

Part 5 - Hearsay

Part 6 - Shake It Out

Part 7 - Wedding Dress

Part 8 - If Only

Part 9 - What The Hell Just Happened

Part 10 - Can We Forgive

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Tony stood, his arm propped up against the wall, beside a brunette girl with charcoal eyes. On a scale of one to ten she was about an eight, seven maybe, but he found that although she was good looking, she lacked for good conversation. He forces a smile as he swirls the liquor in his glass. He was getting bored. He glances around the room and cocks an eyebrow as he sees Mr. and Mrs. Barnes sneaking around a corner. His curiosity gets the better of him as he gracefully excuses himself to follow after them.

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Pairing: Tony x Stark! reader

Warning: fluff, mention of bisexuality 

Summary: Tony spots his little sister in a diner after listening into a very interesting conversation he introduces her to the Avengers 

(y/n) Stark was Tony’s little sister. While he ran the company business she joined law enforcement she hoped around from FBI to CIA to some other can’t be named organization. While everyone knew about her no one really talked about her or knew what she looked like she was a mystery no one cared for and she was okay with that. Not even the Avengers knew her. Not until today.