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yes-i-am-happyaspie · 11 months

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Probaby crack Irondad Prompt:

Peter is somehow knocked down during a fight. While he's trying to catch his breath, someone removes his mask. Peter immediately panicks and webs up his own face to conceal his identity.

Bonus if the person who unmasks him is just Tony trying to check on him.

#irondad prompt #peter parker #tony stark #marvel #irondad and spiderson #spider-man #iron man #mcu #fanfiction #marvel prompt #mcu prompt #spider man #irondad fic ideas

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samurx · 1 year

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Wanda: WHY. Why did you give Nat a KNIFE?!

Y/n: I'm sorry. She said she felt unsafe.

Wanda: And you believed her, Really?!

Y/n: ....

Wanda: Now I feel unsafe!

Y/n: I'm sorry.

Y/n: ... would you like a knife?

#avengers x reader #marvel #avengers promps #y/n #avengers #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #marvel prompt #black widow x you #wanda x y/n

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stonyauniverse · 4 months

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Welcome to Stony jAnUary!

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You do not have to participate in the Stony AUniverse Bingo to join the Stony jAnUary challenge!

♡ Each week you are given an AU theme. Your work must be based in an Alternate Universe within that theme. Use your imagination, and feel free to use your bingo card. You do not have to use your card, but this is an easy way to spark some inspo! You don't have to be signed up for the bingo to participate.

♡ Feel free to make as many works in a week as you please! We just ask that you wait until that week to post.

♡ NSFW works are welcome for all weeks!

♡ Works must be Stony-centric, but polyamorous relationships are allowed!

♡ There are no work minimums or maximums.

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lokidips · 5 months

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Not sure if ive already sent you an ask so sorry if i have, dont wanna be clogging the askbox lmao

Any little loki headcanons that i can try and expand on in fics? Your acc is so cute<3

using this to respond to your other ask about the lil community of little!loki fans that know each other, because it is so sweet and fun, and you’re also very apart of that little circle my friend <3 also send as many asks as you like, even if i take awhile to respond, i love receiving them!! i may or may not be working on a couple of fics from prompts i’ve received.

i don’t have many hcs at the moment, mainly because many of the ones i do have, tie into the longer fics i’m writing (which are welcome to be used once i get them out eventually, no ownership here, i just don’t want to spoil them :)) but here’s a couple!!

• loki is very fussy about his night routine. if mobius misses an important step (i.e. headpats while mobius reads him a story, or forgetting to return all stuffies to their place on his bed) he will 100% throw a tantrum.

• loki loves to sit at mobius’ feet under his desk and play with his toys, colouring or even just babbling to himself while papa works. intermittently, mobius will pop under to see how he’s doing, “how are we doing, bud?”

if it isn’t obvious, i love mobius as a caregiver because his character is naturally so caring, i’m just not sure if i’ll get around to writing him for a bit :,)

#sfw agere #baby loki #vanasks #fandom agere #little loki #loki agere #marvel agere #sfw regression #mcu agere #agere prompts #mcu fanfiction #fanfic prompt #little loki headcanons #lokius #caregiver mobius #marvel caregiver #marvel prompt #mobius #loki series

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sourcherryandsprinkles · 2 years

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Boxing lessons | Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Summary: Tony asks Peter to gives you boxing lessons. Little did they know, you are not as defenseless as they thought

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Word count: 0.9k

Request: Can you prompt #1 with MCU PeterxStark!reader.

** keep sending request with this list here the 100 different kisses prompt list here

Peace and quiet was not something that could be found at the Compound. There was always someone disturbing your peace whether it was in the kitchen by begging you to make them a sandwich too or give them one of the cookies you just baked, the lounge by complaining about whatever was on TV or just talking while you were watching something, or the gym by insisting you get on the ring and learn some defense moves.

You had been running on the treadmill, doing your daily five miles in your corner, when your father bursted inside the gym and began insisting you get on the ring with Peter and learn some defense moves.

''I don't need to learn boxing, Dad. I’m not gonna become part of the Avengers. I already told you I wasn't interested. I prefer working in the labs.''

''I know. Which is why you’ve enrolled at MIT instead of putting on an iron suit. See these lessons as basic defense for women. You've been kidnapped once-''

''And I got myself out perfectly fine,'' you finished while maintaining your pace on the treadmill. ''Can I please finish my cardio workout in peace?''

He completely disregarded your question and pursued trying to prove his point. ''Because Peter got there and was able to distract the guy, giving you time to get yourself out.''

''I would’ve gotten myself out without Peter’s help too.''

It had been a close one, but, in your defense, you wouldn’t have been kidnapped if Tony would’ve let you stay home instead of taking you on the mission. Your first outing in an iron suit had not gone well.

''What will you do when you go to college? There will be no Peter or Steve or me or anyone to save you when some perverted weirdo approaches you at night.''

You decided to not point out how he only mentioned men as your ‘saviors’. You doubted he did it on purpose. Tony knew Natasha and Wanda were very strong Avengers too.

''One in five women in college experiences sexual assault. I don't want you to become one of them. You need to learn to defend yourself, Y/N. Get on the damn ring with Peter!'' Tony insisted.

As a very very protective dad, it was normal that he worried about your safety. Especially when you were going to leave the nest and move to a college dorm. You understood his motives. You had been by his side all your life and his only daughter for fifteen years. He just wanted to make sure you were going to be safe by yourself.

You sighed in annoyance and got off of the treadmill, giving in to your father's request. If this was all he needed to calm his protective-dad worries and sleep peacefully while you were away, you'll do it.

''Parker! Get over here!'' Tony’s voice echoed.

Peter abandoned whatever he was doing and got on the ring first, being closer to it than you. He helped you in, pulling at the ropes to let you slip in between. You thanked him for being such a gentleman, as always.

''I’m sorry. I was roped into this too,'' Peter said, rubbing the back of his neck in guilt. ''Mr. Stark told me you were in for the lessons, but that no one had time to teach you. As your boyfriend, I couldn’t say no.''

You shot your dad a glare, hating how he lied to Peter to get his way. True Tony Stark manipulation method.

You shook your head. ''It’s fine, Pete. Let’s get this over with.''

Peter nodded and put on a pair of gloves. There was sweat on his forehead and gym tank from training all afternoon, making you bite down your bottom lip. As much as you liked sweet and nerdy Peter, sweaty, working out Peter was hot.

If your father had not been there, you would’ve pulled him in for a make out session right here on this ring.

You put on the smaller gloves - for hand support and prevent injuries - while Peter’s eyes lowered down to your sports two-piece, watching how the tight spandex hugged your figure nicely. Sensing his eyes on you, you purposely lifted yours, seductively locking your eyes with Peter’s as you fastened the wrist closure. He was so easy to lure. You had him wrapped around your little finger.

After a few uncomfortable seconds, Tony cleared his throat and Peter snapped out of his staring.

''W-we'll start with some basic rules and moves because I don't want to hurt you,'' Peter began explaining. ''Rule number one: never take your eyes off your opone-''

Not letting him time to finish, you grabbed Peter's gloved fist, pulling him down with it. You then used his shoulder to spin on yourself and bring your thighs on top, bringing him down to the ring's floor with a loud thud. You used your knees to catch Peter's head and keep it locked between them.

You looked down at Peter. The look of surprise on his face was priceless. He did not expect you to knock him down like that. He did not expect you to knock him down at all.

''You might need to go over that rule of yours. I think you've forgotten.''

A proud grin broke on Tony's face, remembering how Natasha took down Happy a couple years ago with that same technique. ''That's my girl!'' he hollered.

You let go of Peter, but he remained on the floor, still in shock.

''I've been training with Nat,'' you explained with a grin, sitting next to him. ''She taught me how to use my appearance as a weapon. She taught me to feign innocence and drop people's guard - especially men's. Men are so easy to trick. That's how the black widows - the spiders - attract and kill their mates.''

''Wow. That was so hot,'' Peter stuttered out. ''Can we do it again?''

You stood and looked down at Peter. ''Come over here and make me,'' you challenged.

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kettlefire · 1 year

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DP x Daredevil Idea

Just imagine Tired af Danny, like kid is done with everything. Ending up in Hell's kitchen, and just terrorizing the criminals as a normal civilian.

Like he doesn't even give enough care to transform into Phantom nowadays. He's just tired, and wanted a normal life.

Then people tried to mug him 3 times in one week, and he just snapped.

One night on Patrol, Matt hears fighting. Gets there, and it's just Danny going ham on one to however many criminals as you'd like.

Now Matt's torn, because there's a meta invading his city and dealing out punishment.

But said meta is young, barely has a heartbeat, and sounds like a bag of nails when he moves.

#danny phantom #daredevil #matt murdock #fandom things #fanfiction writer #fandom #multi fandom blog #fanfic prompt #phandom prompt #marvel prompt #marvel crossover #marvel #i just imagine Danny never sounds right when he moves #like it doesn't matter he has a healing factor #after the physical abuse he dealt with he's bones and organs are just as done #matt has a hard time actually tracking the kid because of it #phandom #danny fenton

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trackmarvel · 4 months

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Welcome to Track Marvel!

I find Marvel events, whether they be Bingos, Bangs, Prompt Events, Exchanges, Zines, and more, and reblog them here so they are easier to track!

Whether you love the MCU or comics, Marvel cartoons or video games, no matter your ship, this blog is to serve you!

If you would like to make sure your event is reblogged here, please @trackmarvel and/or #trackmarvel to ensure I see it.

If you would like to promote a Discord event, message me so we can figure something out.

gif credit to @scottxlogan @thatisentertainment

#trackmarvel #marvel events #mcu events #marvel bingo #marvel comics #marvel exchange #marvel prompt #marvel zine #marvel bang #marvel reverse bang #marvel mini bang #marvel mini bingo #marvel flash bingo #marvel fandom #mcu fandom #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #marvel fandom events

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charg3rs0ck3t · 1 year

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Random story prompts:

Period scare

Steve Rodgers x fem!reader.

(Name): “Hey! Sorry, I bled through your sheets last night.. I washed them though!”

Steve: “Don’t worry about it sweetheart!”

(Name): “so.. you’re not angry..?”

Steve: “No, why would I be? What are you apologising for anyways, it’s natural isn’t it?”

(Name): “Natural? I don’t know, do normal people bleed through the sheets at night?”

Steve: “Yeah, I thought all women got their period?”

(Name): [laughs and pats a large bandage on their waist] “Oh! No I’m not on my period! Bucky just stabbed me during training yesterday!”

Steve: [Angry as shit, storming towards a slowly retreating Bucky] “He did fucking what?!?!”

#marvel fluff #marvel #fluff #steve rogers #steve rodgers x you #steve rodgers x y/n #steve rodgers imagine #steve rodgers x reader #bucky barnes #marvel shitpost #marvel x reader #marvel prompt #marvel imagine #story prompt

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yes-i-am-happyaspie · 11 months

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okay, Fandom Friends. I have a *gift* for you. Hahaha

Elaborate Prompt I will never use but would love to read:

The spider that bites Peter doesn't die. Instead, it stays with him, on his shoulder at all times. The spider can speak to Peter. But the spider is more of a devil on Peter's shoulder than anything else. The spider is violent and encourages Peter to kill criminals and torture people to get information. The spider manipulates Peter's emotions when Peter doesn't follow his desires. This leaves Peter constantly struggling between his ingrained morals (thanks, uncle ben, and aunt may!) and his loyalty to the spider who gave him the power to help others.

Almost a symbiote kind of situation but with less mind/body control and more gaslighting. Haha.

I feel like this has the potential to go all kinds of ways. Especially if Tony, MJ, Ned, or even Hydra somehow gets involved.

#peter parker #tony stark #spider-man #iron man #irondad and spiderson #marvel #mcu #AU #irondad prompt #irondad fic idea #spider man fic idea #spiderman prompt #marvel prompt #marvel fic idea

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sunnysideprincess · 1 year

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Prompt:

• Natasha AlianovaRomanoff Stark is trying to keep her baby brother safe. That's proven to be a difficult task, considering Tony's habit of running head first into trouble.

• Bucky knows Nat's brother is off limits. It's why Steve hasn't made a move—they all remember Tiberus Stone and his walk of shame. But a couple of drinks in, and the loud music of his favorite club, he wakes up next to Tony Stark. He doesn't even like the kid!

• Steve knows he's a no good, no name "crook". Doesn't help that Nat's dangerously protective. Doesn't help he's the leader of a masked vigilante group. Yet he can't stop loving Tony. Can't stop meeting him at their favorite café for late night snacks and caffeine fueled talks.

• The game is over. Nat has caught James in Tony's bed and is dead set on killing him. But wait! "We're not just fooling around, Nat. We're together!" Tony saves the day at the last moment. So of course, they have to fake date now.

• Stevie's heartbroken, Bucky's getting shovel talks left and right, and there's someone out there hunting the young Stark heir. Worse, he thinks he might be actually liking the guy he's fake dating to stay alive.

• No one knows this—Tony Stark has been in love with both Brooklyn boys since he first met them. So this might just be a golden opportunity for Tony to get his love life in order. He's gonna need help though. And who better to get the ball rolling than Nat's on and off boyfriend, Clint Barton!

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stonyauniverse · 9 months

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Welcome to Stony AUgust!

Find rules under the cut.

Join us on Discord for a fun, interactive environment. You do not have to participate in the Stony AUniverse Bingo to join the Stony AUgust challenge!

♡ Feel free to make as many works in a week as you please! We just ask that you wait until that week to post.

♡ NSFW works are welcome for all weeks!

♡ Works must be Stony-centric, but polyamorous relationships are allowed!

♡ There are no work minimums or maximums.

♡ No underage works with sexual material are allowed.

♡ We have a dedicated AO3 collection for Stony AUgust event. In addition, if you @ stonyauniverse and/or tag us #stonyaugust on tumblr or twitter, we will reblog/retweet your post!

Let us know if you have any questions!

#stonyaugust #stony #stevetony #tonysteve #tony x steve #steve x tony #tony stark #iron man #steve rogers #captain america #mcu #marvel #marvel comics #stony fanfiction #stony fanart #stony fanwork #marvel event #marvel prompt #marvel prompt challenge

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slither-in-gryffindor · 4 months

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Bit of a spoiler for the Brothers Sun on Netflix (It is an absolute masterpiece)

But I have been thinking... since Mama Sun decided to become a crime boss what if she crosses paths with Xialing? They're both taking over the empires of the men in their lives and doing something better with it. Maybe a team up? Or just plain confusion why her aunt's lookalike is a mafia queen and along the way Mama Sun adopts Xialing and eventually Shang too. Bruce and Shang sings karaoke with Katy while Xialing exchanges methods to dispose a body with Charles and he gives her baking tips because she's an awful cook.

My hand is itching but I know I'm not gonna write shit so yeah just throwing this idea out here

#marvel prompt #michelle yeoh #xu xialing #ying nan #mama sun #brothers sun #shang chi

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sourcherryandsprinkles · 2 years

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mcu peter parker x stark reader with prompts 13 and 40 i feel like that could be so cute

“If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.” + one of us is clearly smarter than the other

** keep sending request with this list here the 100 different kisses prompt list here

''Where are you going?'' Tony raised an eyebrow, seeing you heading to the elevator.

''Out. Peter and I are going to this double-feature screening of Star Wars,'' you explained.

You weren’t really into Star Wars, but Peter loved it - he had themed bed sheets and a couple of tee shirts -, so you got tickets and made it a date. It wasn’t much, but Peter was really excited when you showed him the tickets.

The smallest things made him happy.

As if on cue, the elevator ding-ed and the doors opened, revealing Peter. He walked out and began ranting. ''I’m late, I know. I’m really really sorry. I couldn’t find the shirt I wanted to wear and I was half way to the tower when May called me saying she forgot her keys at home. I had to go back and give her mine and- Mr. Stark. Hi.''

Tony turned his head in the new incomer’s direction. ''Underoos.''

You groaned, knowing what was going to happen.

Why did Peter have to come up? You told him to wait in the lobby for this specific reason. Now, your dad was going to ask him a bunch of questions.

''So, you’re taking my daughter out tonight?''

''Actually, Mr. Stark, Y/N is the one who planned this date.''

Tony hummed. ''Where are the two of you going? Will it be a public place?''

''Dad...''

He was not smooth at all with his questions. Even a ten-year-old would catch on that he was not-so-subtly make sure you and Peter wouldn’t sneak somewhere to have sex. As if you needed to do that to have sex.

''I’m just making sure I know where you are in case we need Peter for an emergency mission-''

''Dad. Can you please stop with all the questions and the bullshit? Peter and I are gonna miss the movie.''

On the wall of the lounge, the large clock showed a quarter to six. The first movie was starting in twenty minutes.

Peter glanced in your direction, then back to Tony. ''If you don’t mind, Mr. Stark, I’m gonna go, because I have a date.''

''Yeah, you do that. Don’t make my daughter wait.'' Then, he gave him a warning look. ''You two better be back by 10.''

''It’s Friday night-''

''I said 10!''

After the double-feature, you and Peter walked back to the tower, as promised. There was ten minutes left before your curfew, so you pulled Peter to a quiet spot by the tower and kissed him. His lips tasted of the cherry slushie and the popcorn you had during the movies.

After listening to him whisper to you about nerdy shit all night, you were really turned on.

Peter’s right hand moved to the back of your head, and his left hand slipped around your lower back. He explored your mouth patiently, as if he planned on keeping you in this empty corner for the rest of the night. You summoned every last bits of willpower you could find in order to keep yourself from wrapping your arms and legs around him.

Breaking from his mouth, you fisted his shirt in your hands, pulling him closer. ''If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.''

Peter raised his eyebrows. ''To bed? After that threatening look your dad gave me, I’m not sure I want to sneak in tonight.''

A grin curled on your lips, about to reveal to him your plan. ''Ever heard of this thing called a lock? F.R.I.D.A.Y. can’t do anything about manual locks. Think smarter, not harder.''

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker imagine #peter parker x you #peter parker x stark!reader #tom!peter parker x reader #peter parker x y/n #tony stark #marvel prompt #marvel mcu #tom holland #marvel #marvel x reader #mcu!peter parker #mcu!peter x reader #mcu imagines #MCU #mcu prompts

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space-mermaid-writing · 1 year

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The Sorcerer Supreme and his very weird, magical diet [IronStrange]

This is for the IronStrange Winter Gift Exchange 2022 @ironstrangehaven

Prompt: Stephen having side effects from the magic he uses. Any direction is good for this, it can be funny, hurt/comfort, whump, sexy, just something where he and Tony are facing something weird the magic has done to Stephen.

Summary: 5 times Tony has to deal with the weird side effects of Stephen‘s new magical diet and 1 time he nope’d out.

Tags: established relationship, soft idiots in love, magic is weird, this is more on the funny side, don’t mess with the fridge!

Ko-fi | Read it on AO3 | Masterlist | Word count: 4k

Author’s note: This is for you, @thedevildinosaur. I loved that prompt and had way too many ideas, so it became a 5+1 fic with a good amount of banter. I hope you have fun reading it. Happy Holidays!

The Sorcerer Supreme and his very weird, magical diet

Tony typed on his Starkphone and waited for Peter to run an update on his spider suit. The boy was supposed to show up soon.

The door to the hallway was open and he heard footsteps and two voices approaching. One of them was clearly Cap.

„… thank you again for your time, Doctor. It was really appreciated.“

„No problem.“ Tony perked up as he realized the other person was Stephen. „I‘m glad I could help.“

„And I‘m glad that the item we found in the Hydra base was not cursed… I‘m sorry, are you sure, you‘re okay?“

„Yes, this is just a minor inconvenience. Don‘t worry.“

Tony frowned. Whenever Stephen said, 'Don't worry,' it was most likely something to worry about. In that respect, they were both very similar. The fact that Steve Rogers aka Captain America was additionally irritated about whatever was going on, only added to Tony's worry.

He stuck his head out the door and saw the two men standing at the end of the hallway. As far as he could tell, Stephen looked normal. There was nothing to indicate that he wasn't okay. The only unusual thing was that he didn't have his cloak with him. Maybe it was washing day. The cloak hated wash days.

His mind at ease that this was just his not harmed wizard boyfriend, he called out to him. „Hey, Strange.“

Stephen turned his head and that's when Tony saw what had Cap worried. First he thought there was something wrong with his eyes, because for a moment it looked as if the sorcerer's body was blurring. Tony rubbed his eyes, the image did not change. Stephen became transparent for a moment, flickering, as if he were fading in and out of existence. Tony could clearly see the wand behind him.

Huh. That was new.

Stephen, however, did not seem to mind. His eyes lit up when he saw Tony and he said goodbye to Captain Rogers with a few words – now as solid again as a human being should be – and then walked down the hall to him.

"Tony." He flickered again, his outline blurring, if only briefly. From close up, it looked even weirder. Almost like a flawed hologram. Tony reached out his hand. It landed on the sorcerer's front chest without reaching through him.

"Not a hologram," the mechanic stated.

Stephen gave him an amused look. "Sorry to disappoint?" He stepped further into the room and leaned casually against one of the lab tables. As usual, he had no business looking so handsome at such a mundane activity. But Tony let it slide, because there were obviously more pressing matters to address.

„Are you telling me what this is?“ he asked him, stepping right in the sorcerer‘s personal space. His curiosity was piqued and he was very tempted Friday to have some scans done.

Stephen ran his hand through his hair, looking somewhat embarrassed. "Wong had me set on a magical diet," he explained. „These are just some side effects.“

„I hope you‘re not going to disappear on me.“

„Is that worry I hear in your voice?“ Stephen‘s voice was teasing and dropped an octave. He licked his lips and Tony zoned in on his shiny pink mouth. The inventor knew he was being distracted – Stephen was a pro in deflecting – and he didn’t press the matter. Stephen would open up, if he was ready. Instead Tony kissed him, just softly but full of affection.

Stephen sighed and relaxed under his touch. He was always much more concerned about things than he wanted to let appear.

“I just wanted to know if I need another wizard as my plus one for that gala in two weeks.” Tony kept his voice light.

“As long as there’s free food, I’m sure Wong would love to go.” Stephen chuckled, then added, “The symptoms should disappear in a few days.” Stephen locked his eyes with him. He knew that every joke Tony made, also hid a serious concern.

Someone at the door cleared his throat. Peter stood there, his school backpack hanging over one shoulder. „Hey, Mister Stark. Doctor Strange.“

Turned his head, but didn‘t move an inch away from Stephen. „Hey Pete. You‘re early.“

„Actually I‘m half an hour late.“

„Same difference. Plug your suit in so Fri can run the update.“

The boy nodded and went to his table, while Tony looked back at the sorcerer. "Duty calls," he said apologetically.

Stephen did not blame him. He was himself expected in Kamar-Taj and disappeared through a portal.

A week later, Tony was visiting the Sanctum. Stephen was busy updating a few wards on some relics.

He was still fading out every now and then, although not as often anymore. Tony had found out that it was related to his emotions. Ever since it was his favorite thing to make Stephen flustered and see him going transparent.

Most of the time Stephen hardly noticed that he was fading out for a second and it did no harm to him. Even the cloak of levitation had come to terms with this by now and was back on his shoulders.

As far as Tony had found out, this magical diet was essential for the Sorcerer Supreme. It increased his powers without having Stephen absorb demonic creatures. Tony seconded that last bit very much.

Stephen‘s body needed to adjust to his new powers and until there was an overflow of magic, causing weird side effects like fading out of existence for a split second.

Other ‘minor inconveniences‘ – Stephen liked to call them that – that Tony had witnessed in the last few days included:

- the sudden appearance of butterflies (this happened quite often whenever Stephen used a spell)

- feathers growing in his hair. Plugging them out was kinda hurtful, since they were deeply rooted in his skin. But Stephen didn‘t want to walk around in public with them.

- breathing fire whenever he opened his mouth. It lasted for four hours and Wong put in on time-out in the mirror dimension after he almost burned the curtains in the library.

- once a cat followed Stephen and Tony when they were walking through Greenwich to get lunch. Tony was just 35% sure this was part of the side effects. It could be just a regular cat. There was also the slight possibility of a shape changer. Tony was sure the cat looked funny at him at one point.

Beside the butterflies, which dissolved after a few hours, fading in and out was the only lingering effect. Stephen was pretty sure that he just had to use his powers a lot to regulate the overflowing. And since Wong backed that thesis up, Tony wasn’t too alarmed about it.

While Stephen was still busy with the relics, Tony looked at the image of a floating globe. It was made out of golden light, a perfect replica of the Earth – the color a sign that it was currently not in any danger. Small glowing dots marked the locations of the super secret wizard headquarters and their even more secretive school.

Tony liked to joke about it, but had to admit that in these days and age of facial recognition and tracking devices, it was impressive for such a large organization to stay mostly under the radar.

“Hey, quick question.” Tony turned his head to Stephen and pointed at Asia. “Is this red glowing dot a concern?”

Stephen stopped weaving the spell he was working on and stepped next to him.

"The Hong Kong Sanctum will take care of it," he decided with a quick glance. Having such a globally networked organization to rely on was quite handy.

Suddenly, another, larger dot lit up in the Midwest.

„This one on the other hand…“

After a quick re-check on the location, Stephen opened a portal. He stepped through first and then turned to give Tony a hand. The inventor still had his difficulties with portals of any kind. It helped that he could see a small town on the other side instead of the dark expanses of space. It also helped that nanobots bled over his body, forming his Iron Man suit.

Surprisingly, everything was quiet on the other side. Tony had expected more chaos, maybe mayhem… at least something that caused the alarm. “Are you sure this is the right place?”

Stephen nodded. “Magic isn’t always obvious.”

They walked through a nice suburban neighborhood. It was a late summer day and people were standing in their front yard looking at them curiously. It wasn't often that Iron Man walked through their street. Tony waved at two kids in a garage driveway, who gaped at him with their jump rope in hand.

“How about dinner later?” he asked the sorcerer casually.

Stephen avoided looking at him, almost embarrassed. “Uhm, since I started that diet, I can’t have normal food for a while.” Maybe never again, but he wouldn’t open that topic yet. Not when they had to concentrate on a potential threat.

Tony shrugged. “How about a movie then? That means more popcorn for me. What are you eating anyway? Mystical vibes?”

“More like alien eyeballs and writhing tentacles. Cooking is not Wong’s strongest skill.”

“Yikes. I stay with pizza.” Tony made a face in disgust, but didn't ask to elaborate, because eyeballs and tentacles were clearly exaggerations, right?

Right?

He turned his head to Stephen, who was busy with a golden mandala he had created in front of him. A quick scan of the area told the sorcerer that there was magical activity all around them. But he could not find a source. That was strange. Time to get a different perspective on things.

He dissolved the mandala and opened his third eye with a simple move of his hands. It helped him to see auras and hidden forms.

But before he could look around, he felt the skin on the backs of his hands move. When he turned them, two more eyes looked back at him from them. Surprised, he blinked – and they blinked back. The feeling of skin changing repeated, traveled up his arms. It was weird, and definitely not what he had intended to do. It far exceeded his goal.

With these new eyes he got a new view. It was mostly darkness for now, because most of it was covered by the sleeves. The fabric itched him and he used a quick spell to remove his sleeves. This was way better.

He saw the world in different colors now. It was fascinating. With the eye on his forehead, he already had expanded senses, but now it had multiplied.

Stephen heard something and realized that Tony was apparently talking to him. He was so overwhelmed by the new impressions that he didn't even notice. The sorcerer turned his head toward him and – wow.

Stephen took a step towards him. Tony’s aura was familiar to him, but now there was so much more to see, even with the Iron Man suit on, that usually shielded it. It was blueish-white, but he could make out and distinguish different shades. The blue were actual fine lines, wrapping around the light, that shone like a small sun. His sun. Tony.

When he reached out and touched one of the lines, it pulsed, moved independently.

“I think I can see Friday.”

The words coming out of his mouth were purple with faint black tips.

“That’s great, I guess. But it doesn’t answer my question.” Tony planted himself right in front of him, probably looking at him.

Stephen’s eyes followed where his words went. They were orange and dissolved in the wind. He could see the wind! It was beautiful.

“Hey! Earth to Gandalf!” Tony’s next words were tinted with concern. “Are you alright? You seem kinda off.”

“I’m great. Did you know, you have gorgeous outlines?” He watched the words floating to Tony, wrapping around him like a warm blanket. He tried to catch the question mark, to try to change it, but he wasn’t fast enough. It stuck to Tony's cheek.

“Thanks? You know, those eyes are kinda creeping me out.” Normally, Tony had no problem being stared at. But there were at least twelve eyes on him and none of them were part of an actual face. “Can they help us find the threat?”

But Stephen was no longer listening to him. Tony was still speaking when he wandered off, looking around curiously and in awe. Tony hurried to follow his – apparently – very high boyfriend.

Tony was not fully awake yet but his need for coffee was already strong. He moved quietly, not wanting to wake Stephen – the sorcerer needed sleep as much as he did on his good days – and went to the Sanctum's kitchen.

The Sanctum was a weird place, starting with self-opening doors and definitely not ending with wooden floorboards that tripped Tony up too often for it to be coincidence or his own clumsiness.

Stephen once explained to him that the building had been exposed to a lot of magic over the period of several centuries and thus had formed a kind of will of its own. Magic was unpredictable like that. The Sanctum still had its limits though – of course, it was just a house.

Tony was a favorite victim of its shenanigans, especially when he walked the halls alone – like he was doing now.

He arrived at the kitchen door and opened it – just to find Stephen’s bedroom behind it. The sorcerer was still fast asleep.

“First I need coffee,” Tony said. It wasn't the first time the Sanctum played roulette with the doors, changing the rooms behind them at will. Tony closed and opened the door again. He looked at what seemed to be an actual jungle. A monkey was yelling somewhere.

“I swear, if you’re not giving me the kitchen next, I will call my estate agent and put you up for sale.” He slammed the door shut with more force than necessary. He couldn’t believe he was talking to a building, even threatening it.

The door in front of him swung open again, the creaking of its hinges sounding more like laughter than they had any natural right to.

Finally he saw the object of his desire and headed straight for the coffee maker. It was a modern and very fancy model. Tony himself bought it one day and gifted it to Stephen and Wong – for totally unselfish reasons.

Money had many perks and enjoying heavenly good coffee was one of them.

While waiting for his drink, he let his eyes wander in search of food. He could go for a snack. Maybe a sandwich. The refrigerator was on the opposite wall, freestanding and not near any other kitchen appliances, which, huh, was a weird interior design choice, but he wasn't one to judge. He walked toward it and managed exactly two steps when suddenly all the kitchen cabinet doors began to rattle violently, like an ominous warning. Startled, Tony flinched. Thank you very much for this horror movie moment.

If Tony wouldn’t trust Stephen enough to believe him, when the sorcerer said that the Sanctum was not out to actually try and kill Tony, he would have run a long time ago.

“What?” he asked, but got no answer. The sanctum wasn’t Friday, it couldn’t talk. There was only silence.

“That’s what I thought.” Tony huffed. It was too early for this kind of weirdness. Of course he had to fall for a wizard with a maniac of a mansion. Couldn’t be just a cute suburban condo with a large garden in the back.

Tony tripped over a loose floorboard and kicked the table leg in return. Since he was barefoot, it probably hurt him more than the wood. He was five seconds away from going back to bed without breakfast and coffee, pulling the covers over his head and staying there – preferable forever. But he couldn’t let the house win. Determined, he went to the refrigerator, put his hand on the handle and was about to pull the door open, when another hand laid on him.

“I told you not to touch the fridge,” Stephen said. He was in his pj bottoms with no shirt, which was a sight for sore eyes. Especially with that tousled morning hair sticking in various directions.

“Why? Afraid I eat Wong’s precious leftovers?” Tony wasn't stupid enough to make that mistake twice. “What does a guy have to do to get breakfast?”

“The secret stash is in the top left kitchen cabinet.” He nodded in the direction and as if on command the door of the kitchen cupboard opened. There was cereal, toast and – oh, poptarts! Fine. Tony didn’t press about the sorcerer being overprotective of his fridge and made a beeline towards the sugar. He deserved it with what he had to put up with.

Still, he was a little bit curious about the fridge.

While most of the side effects lessened over time, the butterflies didn’t stop appearing. They were small bluish or greenish and most of them dissolved after a few hours. But some lingered in the Sanctum. They seemed to take a liking for Tony though, and always found their way to him, flattered around him.

Tony pulled his shirt over his head, feeling his arm hit something small as he did so. "Oh shit." He his head, only half-dressed, and saw a butterfly fluttering irritated. Carefully, he caught it. “You have to be more careful, buddy.”

It rested calmly in his hand.

Stephen emerged from the bathroom. “You know they’re not real, right? Just a byproduct of my magical energy.”

“He doesn’t mean that,” Tony stage-whispered to the butterfly. He gently set it down on a dresser. “Go look for your friends.”

He slipped his second arm through the other sleeve and glanced at his watch. “I’m running late. Can you portal me?”

“Sure. Where to?”

“Conference room 315.” Tony checked his hair one last time, then he stepped to the sorcerer, who slipped his slingring on his fingers. “See you tonight?” he asked against his lips, before kissing them.

Stephen closed his eyes for a moment. There never seemed to be enough time between all of their responsibilities. “I’m meeting with the elders, so it probably get pretty late.” He sighed. There were a dozen other things he would rather do.

“Ten bucks your elders are less boring than my board members.”

Stephen huffed amused. “Debatable.” He kissed him again, then took a step back and moved his arm in a circle motion, creating a portal.

Said board members sitting in conference room 315 were caught by surprise, when suddenly orange sparks appeared out of thin air and their boss stepped out of a magical circle.

“Good morning, gents.”

The portal disappeared, leaving behind a small butterfly that followed Tony immediately. There were two more in his hair he was totally unaware of. Ignoring the not so subtle glances of his staff, he sat down and gestured to the guy at the front to continue his presentation.

Tony already knew the headline of the day: dragon invading New York.

Stephen told them it was actually a wyvern, because it had two legs instead of four like a dragon would. Nobody knew how it got here. Maybe it got lost, took a wrong turn in another dimension. And now it was destroying part of the Bronx. The Avengers got called, acting as a backup for Doctor Strange, because, honestly, this was more like his kind of expertise.

He tried to banish it, sending it back where it came from, while the Avengers distracted the beast long enough for the sorcerer to perform his spells.

It wasn’t an easy task, although the creature was clearly outnumbered.

The wyvern lashed out with its spiked tail. Tony moved out of the way, blasted back with his repulsor.

“Can we speed this up?” Clint asked via comm. “I’m almost out of arrows.” As if on cue, one of them hit the wyvern, exploding by impact into goo that spread around the beast’s scales. It restricted the wyvern in its movements.

Strange added more and more symbols to the glowing mandala in the air, concentrating on his spell and seeming to have almost blanked out his surroundings.

Tony had Friday keeping an eye on his boyfriend while he was vulnerable. With another blast he prevented Peter from being hit by a sharp claw. They had to hurry up,

Finally Strange hurled the complicated banishing spell at the wyvern, sending it back to wherever. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Strange’s clothes were slightly singed. The wyvern was able to breathe fire – no wonder the news mistook it for a dragon. He landed next to Cap and Natasha, slightly stumbling as his legs gave in as soon as his feet touched the ground, but the cloak masked it and helped him by taking most of his weight. It had taken a lot of his energy to compete with the wyvern’s natural magic resistance.

Steve turned to him. “Is this thing gone for good? No friends of it are going to show up?”

“It won’t cause any further problems,” Stephen reassured him. He was slightly panting, feeling nauseous all the sudden. “I will look into how it was able to travel in-…” He stopped and managed to turn away just in time, before he vomited some kind of black goo.

The others looked at him concerned.

“Shit, doc, are you alright?”

Stephen nodded, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Yes, I-… “ He vomited again. Tony was at his side instantly, rubbing his back. The inventor had noticed the sweaty hair and the dark circle under the sorcerer’s eyes.

“Too much magic?” he asked in a low voice. “Let’s get you back home.” He side-eyed the black… whatever this stuff was that came out of his boyfriend. Tony swore he saw it moving. And was that a tentacle sticking out of it?

Stephen managed to nod, exhaustion taking over him. He was tired and – surprisingly – hungry, although he had puked his guts out just seconds ago. “I’m fine,” he mumbled. “Don’t worry.”

“Sure.” Tony knew better than to argue with him. He did, in fact, worry, but moved it aside for the moment and looked at Steve instead, who was watching them, concern also written in his face. “You guys handle the clean up?” It was less of a question and Tony didn’t even waited for an answer before he led Stephen home.

Tony walked up the steps of the sanctum. He had visited Peter and May for their bi-monthly pizza and card game Sunday and decided to visit Stephen on his way back home. He even brought leftover pizza for Wong – Stephen was still strict on his diet, refusing to eat anything else.

The door opened automatically, being familiar with Tony and welcoming him. As soon as he stepped inside, he heard shouting from somewhere in the back.

“It’s getting away!” Wong yelled.

“I’m on it!”

It sounded urgent enough that Tony moved his hand instinctively to the house unit on his chest. But before he could activate it, something suddenly burst through a wall next to the big staircase.

Tony had seen some serious shit in his life: ugly aliens, rogue robots and that one time he was attacked by electric whips at a car race. But magic surpassed everything. Devils, demons and mystical beings? Yeah, tough shit.

And now there were tentacles – purple-green and slimy – a lot of them actually and quite back ones, moving like legs. Like an octopus trying to walk. But instead of a body – there was the fridge. The very one Stephen told him not to touch. It had the same ‘I ♡ NY’ sticker on the door that now hung partly unhinged.

Stephen followed through the monster shaped hole, throwing his red glowing ropes to catch this abomination.

Tony blinked, frozen in place. Then he turned around and nope’d out. This was ridiculous. He was not dealing with this kind of bullshit today. Absolutely not.

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