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Title: Tenderly Author: your-highnessmarvel Original Fanwork Read by: Dystopian-Dez382

RATING: M

Warnings: Angst, Language, Sexy Times, First time, Mentions of self injury

Description: Requested by Anon: hello! i absolutely love your writing, and was wondering if you could do (another haha) loki x reader [redacted, insert “sexy time”]? maybe the reader has some [Redacted, insert “self injury”] scars on her legs? and loki asks abt it and tells her how beautiful she is idk lmao. it’s completely fine if you don’t feel comfortable writing something like this I just thought it’d be kinda cute & I’m rly self conscious abt my scars so itd be something nice to read. thank you!!️️ again, i adore your writing!! :)

Tony stumbled into the kitchen, coffee mug clutched in his hand. He honestly didn’t know why he drank it anymore, his body had long since become accustomed to caffeine.

Despite knowing it would do nothing for him, Tony began brewing another pot, absently tapping his fingers as he waited. If only he could figure out the exact equation needed to make Sam’s wings that little bit more aerodynamic. It would make the glide smoother and allow him to move more swiftly away from, or knowing him towards, threats.

He was so deep in thought, watching the coffee drip into the pot with a vague sort of comprehension, that he didn’t notice the other person entering the kitchen. Not until the lights were suddenly turned on. It was a shock to his system, to say the least. Tony had pretty much perfected making coffee in the dark, so he hadn’t even bothered to turn the lights on. Obviously, this newcomer did not share in his superior night vision.

The intruder was none other than Sam Wilson, dressed warmly in a green knit sweater and some flannel Hulk pants. And he looked tired. The kind of bone deep tired you get when the world is weighing on your shoulders, and you can’t sleep because of the horrific things you see when you close your eyes. Tony knew that look. He wore that look, more often than not.

Nodding politely, Tony set about gathering ingredients. Some chocolate chips, bananas, pancake batter. They wouldn’t be made from scratch, like his mother used to do, but they wouldn’t be terrible. He measured and mixed, carefully adding some ingredients, and adding others with a careless intensity. As if the disproportionate ingredient adding was, in actuality, proportionate.

Sam watched curiously, through eyes heavy with exhaustion, as the resident genius puttered around the kitchen. He snickered a bit to himself when Tony had to drag a chair from the table to reach a pan, which someone had placed above the stove, rather than below it.

Tony pointedly ignored Sam’s snicker, opting to continue with his business. He measured out two perfectly sized pancakes, waited until they bubbled, then flipped them. He methodically worked through the batter, letting his mind drift to think about what might be plaguing Sam. He wouldn’t ask, knew that wasn’t always the best course of action, but that didn’t stop him from worrying. He worried about all of his team, but Sam especially.

Once the pancakes were done, Tony turned off the burner, put them on two separate plates, and set the at the bar. He collected some syrup and Nutella as well, sitting next to Sam.

“Comfort pancakes. I’ll be offended if you don’t eat them. So even if they’re terrible, choke ‘em down.”

Sam smiled, a small smile, but a real one. Tony smiled back. Then they both tucked into their pancakes, the kind Tony’s mom would make anytime Howard missed an award ceremony, or a birthday.

Sam made some frankly obscene noises while he ate, but Tony excused it, knowing full well how wonderful the pancakes were.

Once they were finished, Tony gathered up the plates and took them to the dishwasher. He looked back at Sam, practically falling asleep at his place. Smiling fondly, Tony walked back by, placing a gentle kiss to the top of Sam’s head.

“Rest now.” He said simply, before walking down the hall, to the elevator that would take him to his floor.

omg no not even but thank you! 🙈💖

omg thank you! 🙈

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Alright, hello, everyone, welcome to my TedTalk, to start off I just wanna say that this will most definitely be around 800+ words, my language will be explicit, and there will be Infinity War spoilers (I’m sorryyyy)

Okay, so here we go