summary: after the avengers formed in spring of 2012, they got back together a little earlier than expected so Tony's kid can have their auntie and uncles home for christmas
a/n: BITCH. I fear I ate with this one. it's past 1am as of formatting this and I have the giggles so hard. the sledding. the knitting. the cake. the questionable stories from bruce. the paparazzi photos mistaking thor for literal santa. I'm dead-
HAPPY HOLIDAYS MERRY CHRISTMAS HAPPY SNOWFLAKE DAY ILYSM BABESSSSS <33333
It might seem petty or trivial but the first christmas after the avengers were formed in 2012 was actually an incredibly pivotal moment for the og 6
Because that was the moment where they were all off doing their own thing only to get voicemails from Tony asking if they’ll be in the city for christmas
“Yeah, kid’s been asking when we’ll all be in the same room again. Apparently “Uncle Steve, Uncle Clint, Uncle Bruce, Auntie Nat, and Mr. Thor” are in the top five slots of this year’s christmas list. You even topped those light up sneakers I keep mysteriously getting photos of on my desk, so… that’s a big achievement. Really.”
It’s safe to say Nat cried in the middle of a job which has never happened until now and never happened since
Natasha immediately starts a groupchat called “home for the holidays?”
It’s still their groupchat name to this day lol
Technically Bruce, Clint, and Nat were the only ones who got a voicemail
Steve got one too but god bless him the man still does not understand how to use voicemail at this point in time. He’ll die before admitting it anywhere Tony might overhear
And Asgard isn’t necessarily known for reliable cell service
So Tony pulls some strings with Fury, who promises to find a way to get the message to Thor
Nat’s the one who tracks down Steve and fills him in on the plan
Steve is easily on board for two reasons
One, you’re a great kid
And two, he was born a few years after the christmas truce of 1914 during world war 1
His mother used to talk about that every christmas before she died, it always stuck with him
Everyone has a reason to be at Stark Tower that December
And the source of most of the Avenger’s previous inner conflict - Tony and Steve butting heads, and general bickering - all gets set aside
Steve is more than willing to form a Christmas truce for a good cause (your happiness) and Tony prioritizes you over everything else
Steve backs off a little, Tony eases off on the jabs (or at least offers Steve some extra liquor. He actually takes a moment of silence on Steve’s behalf when he finds out he can’t get drunk)
Clint has his own family obligations, but thankfully Tony is able to whip up a little something something (cough cough private high speed plane) so Clint can drop by for an hour or two on Christmas day
But you better believe there’s a nerf archery set under the tree with your name on it and a note that says see you soon! -C
There are a lot of iconic moments that year
The biggest display of lightning during a snowstorm (or thundersnow as it’s apparently called) on christmas eve thanks to Thor
Which is immediately followed by an alleged sighting of santa clause
Also Thor
Thor on top of Stark tower, snow in his beard, a sack full of probably dangerous asgardian toys for you, red cape billowing
The loud booming laugh that follows isn’t a santa impression (not on purpose)
It’s because he saw the milk, cookies, and reindeer food you’d left out for santa
Also some poptarts
Yeah christmas 2012 is a media circus
There are paparazzi photos that recirculate every year of Steve taking you sledding in central park on his shield
And both of you wiping out in a snow bank almost immediately
Turns out vibranium is a little too fast for sledding. Lesson learned!
Steve also gets SO excited to whip out all his old wartime staple recipes for the holidays
His boiled no sugar no butter no egg raisin cake (yes that was a real recipe) stays untouched except for one polite bite per person
Tony is suddenly vegan. Oh it is vegan? He meant he’s on the carnivore diet. Meat only. Maybe next year. Definitely not.
Natasha makes a promise to herself that she WILL learn how to knit before next year
Which begins a long tradition of absolutely awful knit and crocheted scarves and hats with love in every confusing stitch
Bruce is honestly just happy to be there
It’s really nice to spend the holidays in an environment where everyone is safe and happy
He needs that sense of togetherness even if he doesn’t say it
He teaches you all the games and pranks and shenanigans he used to play with his cousin Jennifer when they were your age
And half way through he realizes a LOT of his stories are probably something he should not be encouraging you to do
Or know about in general
Anyway now you know how to make a flame thrower with aquanet hairspray and a lighter, and how to make mustard gas with household cleaning products
So uh
That’s something
Bruce thanks his lucky stars you’re more supervised than he was at your age
There are also lots of iconic memories from that year
Including when you very gently and lovingly held Steve’s hand to tell him
“It’s okay, we’re allowed to use sugar again. They’re not rationing flavor anymore, Uncle Steve.”
You move his hand away from the pot of water.
“We don’t have to boil cake.”
YOU SAID IT SO SERIOUSLY TOO
AND GOD BLESS THAT MAN FOR NOT LAUGHING OUT LOUD
Another highlight is that Tony agreed to a rare joyride in the snow
So you get all bundled up and strapped into the safety harness he added to the outside of his suit (yes he is quite literally a helicopter parent) and get to look at the city holiday lights from above while it snows
He flies you around until your nose is freezing and Jarvis tells him the suit defrosting mechanism is running at full function
You’re so hyped after literally FLYING on christmas eve that he sends you off to run laps down the halls to burn off some energy
Tony gets some tea and cocoa ready - spiked for the adults, obviously - and their conversation is periodically paused to hear the sound of your giggles and yelling and footsteps thudding down the hall before fading again, only to return a minute later
You don’t even remember what you got for presents that year
You just remember getting to bake premade cookies and order chinese takeout while watching barbie nutcracker and garfield’s christmas special with your dad
And the rest of your family
(except Clint. But he promised to make your dad invent a way to be in two places at once before next year.)
Tony has never seen you smile that wide
OH I ALMOST FORGOT
BRUCE THOR AND CLINT ALL COME DRESSED AS SANTA
ALL THREE OF THEM
NAT WILL NOT LET THEM LIVE IT DOWN
“Why even have a group chat if we don’t USE it?!”
And guess who else shows up dressed as santa (sort of)??
I’ll give you a hint
He enters with a “ho ho ho, motherfuckers” and drops off highly confidential casefiles before he leaves
Yes
Your adorable magnetic big hearted self got NICK FUCKING FURY into the holiday spirit
He takes off the santa hat after half a second and makes you swear never to tell anyone about this
You agree
On the condition that he make Steve’s recipes for boiled sugar free raisin cake “disappear” under mysterious circumstances
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You walked around the lab urgently, making your way back to the Iron Man suit to work on some major upgrades with your dad, but as you touched it, the power flickered on and off a few times with a shock and you jumped back. “Woah! Y/N, are you okay?” Tony ran your way to check on you. “What was that?”
“An electrical shock…” You stared at the suit that felt like it was pulling you in, the power inside calling to you as your dad gave a quick examination to your hand and pupils.
“Are you hurt? That seemed pretty serious.” Tony had never seen something like that happen before, but you looked down at your own hands and nodded.
“Yeah…but it wasn’t the suit.” You admitted and Tony looked just as confused as you before you touched it again, having the same effect, just less startling. “I think that’s me.”
“Holy mother—” Tony pulled you away from the machine and tried to make sense of it all. “No way. Are you—you’re not…no. No way. I have to go make some calls. I can’t believe this!”
Warning: Mentions of miscarriage (please only proceed if comfortable)
*Tony and Kate talking about babysitting baby Y/N
Tony: Thank you for babysitting Y/N on such a short notice. How was she?
Kate: To be honest.... not great.
Tony: Oh? What happened?
Kate: Y/N looked through my phone and found out I was dating Yelena and then she proceeded to call her and sing: Kate and Yelena; sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G..... first comes love
Then comes marriage, then comes an abrupt tragic miscarriage....first comes blame, then comes despair, 2 hearts broken beyond repair.....
“Hey, kid, I’m home!” Tony called out as soon as he got back from a day of leaving you all alone. And you had gotten bored. You froze, the fear of him upset by your decision kicking in, and nervously got up from your bed. “Y/N? Where are you?”
“I’m here.” Your voice was quiet and while he was shuffling around with his back turned, getting settled in after a long day of work, you had entered the room, just waiting for him to turn around and notice. “Hi, Dad.” Tony finally looked back and immediately leaned back with his head tilted down.
“Woah, there, what’s all that?” He asked as you ran your hand over your nearly bare head. “Looks like someone was busy today.”
“Are you mad?” You asked him as he came up to get a closer look.
“No, not mad. Just wish I could have been here to see it. Is this a ‘mental breakdown’ haircut or an ‘I’m tired of having hair’ haircut?” He made sure to check before he made any jokes.
“More like an ‘impulse decision because I got bored’ haircut.” You replied.
“Well, it suits you. I like it.” Your dad assured you and set his hand on your head to feel out of curiosity. “FRIDAY? Can you pull camera footage of y/n shaving their head? Sorry, I have to see how this went.”
The countdown begun and you slid into the seat next to Peter, the only person your age who had been invited to the “Annual Stark NYE Party” you dreaded every year. Until this year. “Hey there, Peter.” You scooted closer and nudged him with your shoulder. “You know what happens at midnight?”
“It’s a new year.” Peter nervously answered and you chuckled.
“Yes, silly, but do you know what people do?” You followed up and Peter began to scan the room for your father, making sure he wasn’t making fun or had any cameras pointed towards him. “People kiss.” You whispered and he gulped. “You’re the only person here who’s my age, and not half bad either. So, what do you say?” You asked as the crowd started counting down from ten.
“Um…” Peter really wanted to say yes, but he didn’t want to sound desperate. “Maybe?” You cocked an eyebrow and he heard the crowd hit five. “Okay, yeah, sure.” You had a great big smile on your face now and awaited the last of the numbers before leaning in at the same time and sharing that New Year’s kiss.
“Happy New Year, Peter.” You told him while he blushed like crazy. “What, do you need some water?”
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a/n: yaddah yaddah. tony is fictional and this is an AU, dont be mad at me. yeah. i can tell already that this bitch is abt to flop, hoping it doesn’t tho
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Work didn’t feel like work with the brilliant team of disgruntled ex-Stark employees, they made you feel like you were invincible. And visible.
The way you all functioned around each other, it was like you were made for this. Sometimes you’d even burst into tears thinking about how lucky you were to be taken in by them, even if you were a Stark. But they knew you were different.
Every so often you would be extremely aware of your actions, though. You’d say or do something and think, “wait, that seems familiar,” and realize you picked it up from Tony. But Quentin pulled you aside and told you that just because you were raised one way didn’t mean you were destined to become that, and it stuck with you.
“Y/N, I need to pick your brain on this one.” He called to you from across the warehouse. You climbed the stairs and saw him diligently working on the screen.
“What’s up?” You squeezed yourself in there and Quentin draped his arm around you, something you were quite used to by now.
“Okay, so if I were to, let’s say, put a laser beam here...and here,” he pointed with his free hand and peered over to you, “do you think that would work for this drone?”
“I mean, yeah, it could.” You nodded, moving the schematics around and moved his points of interest a bit lower. “But is it a laser for calibration or a laser for cutting and burning?”
“Good question.” Quentin grabbed the bottle of water beside him and took a long sip, offered it to you (who declined) and set it back on the stool beside him. “For now, calibration.” He answered.
“Right.” You pulled the item on the computer-generated blueprints farther out and made sure it would be able to reach all angles. “That should be good.”
“Fantastic, now a follow-up question.” He smirked at you and you cocked an eyebrow, knowing he was about to ask something of you. “Could you build the prototype? If anyone could build it without a flaw, it’s you.”
“Yes, fine, I’ll do it. Just send these to my setup so I can work at my station.” You told him and watched him get right to work on that.
“Guys, come check this out! Y/N’s on the news again!” One of the team called you over and you saw the TV playing a video of you when you were younger, reporting that you’d been “missing” for over a year now. Then Tony appeared on the screen and made you nauseous.
“I haven’t been able to get in contact with y/n, no. My only hope us that they’re safe out there and they come home when they’re ready. Y/N, if you’re hearing this, I love you.” Tony told the newscaster and your blood went from a simmer to a boil. You had to step out, but just before you did, you heard:
“Miss Pepper Potts was asked to make a statement, but declined without further explanation.” It’d been a long time since you’d seen Pepper, but anyone who excused your father’s actions was no friend to you. “Y/N Stark has yet to be seen since their violent demonstration more than a year ago outside this very building.” One of the reporters recounted, which gave you an idea. Someone might as well have placed a lightbulb above your head.
“You’re in a better place now, y/n. You know that, right?” Quentin followed you away from the TV and leaned against the wall. “I know that we didn’t know each other while I was working for Tony, but that didn’t mean I never noticed you. I honestly felt bad when I saw you, I’d never seen you smile.” You leaned against the wall with him and you both slid down. “Ever since I met you, you’ve seemed so happy and free. You don’t need that shithead back in your life!” He jokingly punched your arm and you laughed.
“I think I need to make another robot.” You told him. “Just to send another message, if you know what I mean.”
“Use the one I designed, but don’t be afraid to add your special touch.” Quentin proposed, leaning you a little dumbfounded.
“Are—Are you sure? What were you going to use it for? I’m sure I could make yours first and then get to mine later, it doesn’t have to be now.” You rambled on and Quentin patiently waited for you to finish.
“Y/N, any jab at Tony Stark is a win for us. If the drone helps you, I want you to use it. We can put my stuff on hold for a while.” He assured you in a tone that you’ve heard few times in your life. “If you need me to help, I’ll be there.”
“Beck, how the hell did you create the ‘Tony Stark Hate Club’ and still manage to be one of the nicest people I’ve ever met?” You asked he crawled up from his spot and hoisted you up by the arm.
“Easy, you don’t know many people.” He shot back and you pushed him the moment you got onto your feet.
“I take it back.” You giggled and led him down to your work station. “Well, time’s a-wasting.”
—————
You had to leave base to antagonize your dad, but that was fine by you. Couldn’t risk anyone finding your fun little operation. You went alone, even as the others insisted they’d come for moral support, but this felt more like a family matter. So you drove and drove until you reached the destination, a parking garage near a park that Tony and Pepper frequented.
“Showtime.” You said while activating you newest drone, courtesy of Quentin’s mind. It booted up and flew straight out to your targets, and as soon as Tony saw it, he knew exactly what was going on.
“Pepper, honey, stay back.” Tony commanded as he faced the drone. “What the hell do you want, y/n?” He asked the drone as your lasers focused on his chestpiece, having him feel threatened enough to activate the nanotechnology.
“Oh, cool feature!” You sarcastically shouted into your mic. “Remind me now, wasn’t it my idea?”
“You know what, y/n?” Tony blasted at your robot and watched it do a barrel roll to dodge. “I was just starting to get used to you not being around. Should have stayed that way.”
“Used to?” You laughed. “You always acted like I wasn’t around...and you’ve been on TV begging me to come home.”
“What can I say? I’m a good liar.” You got sick of hearing Tony’s voice again and pointed the laser at his armor to scan for a weak point. Just as you were about to strike, Pepper jumped in the way to reason with you.
“Y/N, please don’t hurt him.” She begged you. “I know he wasn’t the best dad to you, but that doesn’t mean you have to do this.”
“I remember when he used to make you ‘take care’ of me, Pepper. Do you?” You asked her and watched her eyes widen through the camera feed. “You’re no better than him.” You actually revved up your drone and sent it full force into Tony’s head, protected only by the Iron Man armor. It was hilarious watching him flip around midair, and the bystanders seemed to enjoy it a bit, too. You weren’t done yet, but your time was cut short when a portal opened behind you and the man stepping through crushed your robot with ease. There was nothing left for you to do.
“Come on, pick up...” You muttered as you lifted the phone to your ear. “Quentin?”
“Yeah, did your plan work?” He asked immediately.
“It was going just fine until some...some guy just crushed my bot. I—I don’t know how.” You got back into your car and slammed the door, unconditionally upset that your father had seemed to win this one. While Quentin tried to calm you, another portal opened and you were tugged through, face to face with your dad. “Wha—”
“You should hang up that phone.” The man in the cape instructed.
“Shit...I have to call you back.” You ended the call and felt all the blood drain from your face as you noticed Tony standing in the room. “What the hell is going on?”
“Oh, well, my magic acquaintance needed my help with something, hence why Bruce is back. Say ‘hi,’ Bruce.” Tony told him.
“Hi...” He timidly waved.
“Anyways, I figured my help could be exchanged for a favor, that being that I get my ungrateful child to show their face again, whether they wanted to or not.” Tony explained to you while pacing around the room. “Now, what possessed you to attack me twice and run off where no one could find you?”
“You’re a shitty dad.” You blatantly told him and watched his cheeks heat up.
“Are you hearing this, Bruce? I’m a ‘shitty dad.’” He put in air quotes and Bruce looked like he didn’t want to be involved at all.
“I—I mean, I’d believe it. You might be a shitty dad.” Bruce backed you up. “I mean, the whole Ultron thing didn’t really reflect well on you.”
“Thank you.” You nodded and before you could continue this argument, there was an ominous booming sound from outside.
“We’re going to have to cut this short.” The wizard told the group.
“This isn’t over, brat.” Tony jogged outside with his people and you immediately dialed Quentin once again while checking the dangers outside. And of course, it was aliens.
“Hey, what the hell just happened?” He asked as soon as he picked up.
“There are aliens in New York. Again.” You felt weak in your knees. Last time this happened you got ditched, and I guess that was the case again, but you could handle yourself this time around.
But it wasn’t long before Tony was taken off planet and deemed missing. It was a real relief until Bruce started chasing you down.
“Y/N, wait up!” He tripped and stumbled over the rubble and you kept walking with your back turned to him.
“Sorry, Bruce. Any friend to Tony is no friend to me.” You stated when he caught up to you.
“You don’t have to go out there alone. Listen, I know Tony is a piece of shit, he’s not exactly my favorite person, and I know that he’s probably not the best dad.” That was an understatement. “But this is not the time to get picky over friends. We can help each other.”
“No thanks, Bruce. I have friends.”
—————
When you parted ways with Bruce, you were a ghost again. You stayed hidden for about two years the last time you ditched your dad, so when you dusted, not many people would know the truth.
Tony didn’t seem to mind, though. It was a load off to him—until Pepper told him she was pregnant. Then he lived in fear, fear that you would attack him with his guard down and ruin his “perfect family,” one that you’d never be apart of.
During those five years that you were gone, Tony swore that he would never teach Morgan about you...your own sister. Tony made himself out to be a victim of your hatred as if you were not a product of your environment. And now that he had a new child, he wanted to be a better father without acknowledging that he was awful the first time around.
And when the Avengers asked for his help, the one thing stopping him was that you might come back and ruin his happily ever after. The slight chance that you actually were one of the dusted was preventing him from saving half of the population.
But he got over himself and died in the process, bringing you back to a world without him in the way of your happiness. Things were not all perfect, though. You had a sister, Pepper had a restraining order, and Peter had tech that belonged to you and your long-lost team, who were happy to have you back.
“I can’t—” You were starting to feel a little woozy out on the battlefield, it was a sort of familiar feeling, but never like this. “FRIDAY? I—I can’t breathe. Wh-why can’t I breathe?” You didn’t feel stable in your own armor.
“Scans show elevated heart rate and blood pressure, but no sign of injuries.” She stated during your hazed flight. Parts of your body began to feel numb as you struggled to catch your breath. “I believe this has happened to your father before, y/n. He’s instructed me to call him in case you ever experienced this.”
“Experienced what?” You sputtered, trying to find a place to land on your own.
“Panic attacks.” Your AI simply said before dialing Tony from across the war zone. She explained the whole thing to him before you even got the chance to speak, and it didn’t take him long to get to you.
“Hey, kid, you’re okay.” Tony toggled the release on both of your suits so that he could personally comfort you, setting the armor up to cover each of you while he helped you out. “Panic attacks, huh? Been there, they suck. I’ve got a few exercises for you to try, wanna breath with me for a minute? I promise that the fight will still be here when we’re done, I find ass-kicking therapeutic.”
a/n: for anyone who doesn’t know, the waystation is where thanos sees young gamora after the snap! also i looked up the rules of the waystation and there are none according to the writers so this makes sense
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Tony opened his eyes, relieved of pain and finding himself in a strange, unfamiliar place. The view was endless waters with an orange tint in the sky, it wasn’t until he turned around that he saw someone he recognized. Your dad found comfort in seeing you there with him.
“Y/N?” He paced towards you, a bit worried about walking across the calm waters. “What are you doing here?”
“Saying goodbye.” You gave your dad a half smile that made his heart drop. So it was true...
“Then that means I...I mean, I did it?” He scratched the back of his head, placing his other hand on his hip and staring off.
“You did.” You answered with a nod, there was a hint of sorrow in your voice that caught Tony’s attention. “And I’ll never forget what you did for us. You’re my hero.” Tony took a deep breath as he prepared to say his goodbyes, as well.
“Come here, kid.” Tony opened his arms and grabbed you as tightly as he possibly could. This was the last time he’d be able to do this, he had to make it count. “I have loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you. You grew up to be so much better than I could ever imagine, know that you’ll always make me proud.”
“I love you, too, dad. And don’t worry about me too much, I’ll be okay.”
