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Modern AU- Set in our universe or outside the characters normal story line.

[cloudystevie]

Can we get some mobster!steve spoiling his lil brat smut

chanel and sparkles

mob! steve rogers x reader

word count: 2,078

summary: you’re steve’s baby. and he loves to take care of you. 

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So good!!! 

[weirdochick56]

Sin- Series Masterlist

Epigraph

Summary

Chapter One

Chapter Two

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Awesome start!!

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Bad Guy   --   Oneshot

Biker!Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: You’re skittish, down on your luck and running from a troubled past. Ending up in a little backwater town dominated by biker gangs isn’t exactly what you’d had planned, but it’ll do. Luckily for you though, their boss has a thing for skittish, down on their luck gals, and this sleepy little backwater might well end up saving your life.

Warnings: violence, biker gang shit, domestic abuse mentions and a brief scene in which the abusive ex returns.

AN: I realised I must have deleted this fic!!! so here it is again! i know plenty of folk were after it, but i can only remember @brattyrogers​ off the top of my head!! thanks for the support and love guys ! <3

You stare up at The Compound Bar and hitch your bag higher on your shoulder. This was it, your new start.

You push the door open nervously and look for the familiar face of the man who you’d met the other day.

The bar is quiet in the early afternoon, not exactly open to patrons yet, but not strictly closed either. Its dim lighting gives it the feel of nighttime despite the afternoon sun outside and even though the place is obviously old, a little dingy and ragged, it has a certain charm to it.

Still, it’s not a place you’d ever dream about coming to unless you were desperate.

Which you were.

“Uhm, Hello?” You call out, standing at the dark wooden bar, trying to peek over to the back room, but you jump, frightened shitless when the person you’re looking for jumps up from behind the counter in front of you.

“Hello? Oh, it’s you.” You smile nervously at Clint Barton, who now leans on the bar casually, putting down a pair of pliers.

“Just fixing the stereo system. Shit’s been broken for too long. You settling in town alright?” The question throws you off, and you nod, adjusting your purse again.

“Y-yeah, just fine.”

“Cool. Alright well, come round the back, you can put your purse down and I’ll get you an apron.” You follow him around the bar, feeling like you were going somewhere you shouldn’t.

But you knew that wouldn’t last, new job and all.

Clint shows you to the manager’s office, where you put your purse in a little locker, and he points out where you can clock in and out. He then tosses you an apron, and brings you back out to the front.

“We open in about an hour, so people are gonna start filling up seats and space. Don’t let nobody push you around, but don’t talk back either, alright? If anyone gives you trouble just tell me or Rhodey.” He points to a man who was already at the bar, a puzzle book in hand, and he lifts a hand in greeting but doesn’t look up.

“He may look useless, but he’s security.”

“Man, fuck you,” Rhodey calls, and you smile a little.

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Steve is the best!!! God I love him as a biker! 

[s-horne]

[s-horne]

This fic has now been posted! Here is the AO3 link!

5600 words, Stony AU, getting together, kid fic:

“Ouch. Definitely a hard pass for that one?”

Steve startled at the sudden comment from the row of chairs behind him and turned around. He’d been passing the time in the airport lounge by swiping through Tinder and had gotten lost in his own world. It was almost jarring to be pulled away from the screen of hot men and back into reality where the PA was screeching and there was noise everywhere.

Adjusting to the difference, Steve frowned. Wait, he knew that face. Oh, shit… he knew that face.

“No, no, it’s fine,” the man said before Steve could get out anything other than an embarrassed sort of yelp. Waving his hand through the air, the stranger smiled ruefully. “I get it. It’s the beard, isn’t it? True be told, it was a weird winter choice that year and I knew it would come back to hurt me.”

Steve didn’t know what to say. He knew it must have shown on his face and could feel himself flushing, panicked and embarrassed all at once. What were the odds of swiping left on someone literally sat behind him?

[fanficfaeriesmodernaulibrary]

This was so sweet!!

[scrumptious-delusion]

whatever weekend idea: “reach out for my hand” with Steve

↪ REACH OUT FOR MY HAND

summary:

You shouldn’t. He’s trouble - something you really don’t need any more of right now, but damn, you never knew trouble could look that good. One tattooed hand wrapped around his motorcycle handle, the other stretched out towards you. The choice is yours. What’s the worst that could happen?

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“Get on the bike.” He repeats.

Still not looking at him, you continue walking.

“Y/N.” Steve all but growls, the frustration clear in his voice, even over the rumble of the motorcycle.

You ignore him.

A string of curses leave his mouth next, followed by the engine cutting off.

His footsteps are loud and quick behind you, warning you of his presence before a rough, warm hand grabs your arm, spinning you around.

“What the hell are you doing?” Steve asks – demands, staring down at you.

His baby blue eyes are as vivid as the stars twinkling against the dark sky above, reminding you of the night you first met.

“C’mon darlin’, it’s just a ride.”

You should’ve known one would lead to more, then turn into this - whatever this was.

“I’m going home.” You answer, tugging against his hold.

Of course, Steve’s grip doesn’t give. “Are you insane? It’s late and you’re alone, why the hell didn’t you just -”

“You were busy.” You cut in spitefully, recalling the brunette that had followed Steve around all night, who he happily kept company. Yet, he hadn’t even said so much as a hello to you - 

“Oh, c’mon Y/N.” Steve groans, finally releasing your arm. “Don’t twist it into that.”

Glaring at him, you open and close your mouth before settling on “Fuck you Steve,” and marching off.

Fucking bikers and their - 

This time it’s his arms that wrap around you, pinning yours against your body as he pulls you back into his large chest. The smell of alcohol from the bar clings to him, but it’s overpowered by the scent of his leather jacket and cologne, a mixture that already has your defences weakening as his lips brush against the shell of your ear, beard scratching at your neck.

“Baby,” He drawls in that deep tone “Ain’t no one got my attention but you.”

You manage a scoff, but your body is already betraying you, your head tilting just the slightest to give Steve better access as he places open mouthed kisses down your neck.

“Don’t believe me huh?” Steve whispers against your skin, “Guess I’ll just have to take you home and remind you just who my girl is.”

whatever weekend

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Love it!!

[sarahwroteathing]

Art 265 (3)

Word Count: 3983

Summary: Steve, Sam, and Bucky discuss feelings and meet you and your friends for celebratory drinks.

Warnings: Language, alcohol, mentions of cheating (minor OCs), creepy professor (minor OC)

A/N: Everybody say Thank you, Monica ( @indominusregina​). Without her none of this would get done.

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Reader Perspective

It wasn’t often that Steve found himself regretting his decisions, but when he entered Bucky’s office for lunch the next day to find his friends loudly gossiping about the heart doodle, he found himself pushed toward the wrong side of grouchy.

“That’s enough, Buck. You’re making a big deal out of nothing,” Steve said firmly, kicking the door shut behind him. “We had just been talking about Romeo and Juliette and sonnets. Why wouldn’t I draw a heart with all that still swirling around my subconscious, right, Sam?”

Sam frowned, somehow making the snap of his baby carrot seem infinitely judgemental. 

“Excuse me, I turn my therapy brain off when I’m not on duty. Respect my work-life balance, Rogers.”

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Oooh!! Steve!!! Bucky and Sam are so mean to him. LOL! 

[callmeluna]

Today • A One Shot

Insecure!Steve Rogers x Reader

Modern/Professor AU

Word count: 2,092

Summary: It’s a rough day for Professor Rogers. Well, another rough day to be exact. Will an encounter with a sweet photographer change things?

Warnings: Insecurity, Impostor Syndrome, Mention of Death, Verbal Abuse, Dealing with Trauma

(Damn this makes it sound bleak as hell. But it ends well, I promise!)

A/N: The first fic that I’m posting EVER! I didn’t have anyone beta this so there’s bound to be a lot some errors. Feedback would be greatly appreciated. Inspired by the photos utilized later in the story. And lastly, thank you to those that sent messages of support as I wrote this first piece. <3

Another new year, another new semester. And just like every year, time to take new photos for the university’s catalog. It being his fifth year at the university, Steve was no stranger to the process. But, that didn’t make having to go through it any less annoying.

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This was so cute!!! I loved it!

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(More Than) Skin Deep

Pairing: Tattoo Artist!Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve finally gets to see your healed tattoo. Among other things.

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: Smutty smut smut, fellas! No minors. Oral sex (F receiving), praise kink, gentle humiliation kink if you squint til you’re almost blind.

A/N: I don’t know, blame Chris Evans. Let me know if you like it! :) x

Masterlist is pinned on my blog!

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In the end, the way it happens is more of a gradual buildup than the scorching blaze of fire you thought you’d end up in.

It’s sometime after the party ends and right before you find yourself tangled in Steve Rogers’ bedsheets that you have a normal conversation about it. Or, at least, you try to.

Of course, it doesn’t start out that way.

Most situations like this rarely do.

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So so goood!!!!

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English 284 (3)

Word Count: 3318

Summary: You celebrate your professional success with friends, and things get a little… interesting.

Warnings: Language, alcohol, mentions of cheating (minor OCs), creepy professor (minor OC)

A/N: Surprise! My deepest thanks to Monica for participating in 1000 Word Wednesdays and holding me accountable. Yay for socially enforced deadlines!

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“Should we have a party? We’re gonna have a party,” Tony said, looking over your shoulder at Pepper’s confirmation email. “Banner, you free for drinks tonight?”

While Bruce Banner was the campus-recognized champion of dodging social events, you and Tony were looking at him with such eagerness and joy that he couldn’t bring himself to disappoint.

“Sure, but we’ll have to do it another day. Don’t you have to be at the trustee’s dinner with Pepper?” 

“Trust me. She’ll be delighted I found something to keep me from antagonizing the museum relics we call board members. I wouldn’t be surprised if she timed her email for exactly this purpose.”

“Excuse me, can this email just be about me, please?” you asked, wiggling in your seat to dislodge Tony’s chin where it rested on your head. 

“Of course, dear. My apologies. Anyone else you want along?”

You gave a thoughtful hum, pushing back from the lab table to spin your chair in idle circles. 

“Depends on if we’re having a professional type of gathering or a fun type of gathering.”

Tony caught your chair mid-spin.

“How dare you accuse me of being professional. Take it back right this instant.”

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Oooohhhh!! Poor Steve! That was so sweet asking where he wanted to go! 

[invisibleanonymousmonsters]

Okay I'm obsessed with your writing and I love your outfit related asks too!! All the mobster Steve asks got me thinking, since he & the reader go for a lot of formal events, what are typical outfits they would wear? What does Steve love seeing her wear the most and what does reader love seeing him wear the most?

Oooooo. Ya’ll know I’m a fucking slut for these questions😂I love em! 

Mobster!Steve Rogers – Trilogy 

Steve doesn’t need to see Y/N all dressed up to find her beautiful. But he doesn’t complain when she is either. 

He doesn’t know how she’s able to be both beautiful and sexy while making it also come off as effortless and classic. Her sorcery almost drives him mad. 

Most of the time Y/N is wearing an expensive cocktail dress or gown because the events are formal. Steve insists on buying all of them, not letting her use any of her own money. After all, he’s the reason she’s being dragged to these silly things.  Example 1 // Example 2 // Example 3

One time, Y/N decided to wear a power suit and it did things to Steve. He couldn’t keep his hands to himself all night. “What has gotten into you tonight?” Y/N asked him with amusement, not fully getting it yet. “You in that fucking suit, Y/N.” He almost growled. Y/N’s jaw dropped slightly before she started laughing. “Well, I just learned something new about you...” Despite how much he loved the suit, Steve didn’t waste a second taking it off once they were home. 

One time Steve got invited to sit front row at a show during New York Fashion Week. Y/N was shocked when he told her he was bringing her along. “Remind me again how you know this person,” Y/N blinked as she was in awe at attending any fashion show at all. “He’s one of the few people I kept in touch with from college. We took intro to drawing together,” Steve answered with a shrug. The designer sent them both outfits that matched 

In regards to what Y/N likes to see...

Steve wears suits almost every day of his life, so they don’t excite Y/N as much as they should. He looks good in all of them. And she can acknowledge that.  They’re expensive and he gets them tailored to perfection (which is honestly the most important part.) If Y/N’s being honest, she likes seeing Steve dressed down. Because she’s really the only person that gets to see that side of him, so it makes her feel special. 

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Mobster is steve is the best!!!!! 

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Do Mobster!Steve and Y/N get get a pet? If so what would it be?

Mobster!Steve Rogers — Trilogy

Before Y/N, Steve never even considered having any sort of pet. He was barely home. He would never see the damn thing. He would just end up paying someone else to take care of an animal that was meant to be his responsibility.

But when Y/N finally settles into his life, that changes. Steve works less and he’s home more. But he still works too much for his liking and hates how much he’s away from Y/N.

And even though he has men guarding the house and the top security system possible, Steve still worries about Y/N. Not just physically, but mentally and emotionally, too.

She’s still recovering from trauma. And Steve knows she’s slowly returning to her relationships with her friends and family after the whole Brock debaucle, but Steve was overprotective.

He asks her about getting a dog. Her eyes light up but he can tell she’s trying to hide her excitement.

“You know, to keep you company. But I also wouldn’t mind if it was trained as a guard dog, too.” Steve added subtly.

“Of course you wouldn’t mind...” Y/N said with a chuckle before sipping her morning coffee.

That was pretty much the discussion. 

A week later, Steve surprised Y/N with a bullmastiff puppy. 

“What should we name him?” She asked with it in her lap. 

Steve shrugged. “He’s your dog. You name him.”

Y/N settled on Anubis. 

And Steve was true to his word, hiring a dog trainer that would train Anubis to be a guard dog for Y/N. 

When Anubis was full grown, he was giant. The dog stood halfway up Y/N’s body when it was on all fours. 

And while the dog was basically trained to attack and kill if necessary, it was an absolute angel and just a big baby to Y/N. He followed her around everywhere, stuck to her like glue. If she was on the couch, he was cuddled up next to her. If she was in the kitchen, he was her shadow. If Y/N ever left without him, he would stare out the window and whine for the next hour. 

Even Steve’s men were weary of the dog. They found it quite funny seeing Y/N walk the giant thing. 

“Who’s walking who, Y/N?” Bucky teased one day. 

“Watch it, Bucky. Or I’ll let him loose on you.”

He didn’t make that joke again. 

Despite how he was trained, Anubis loved kids and other dogs. 

It was mostly men that he wasn’t fond of. If a man got too close to Y/N for his liking, Anubis would give a warning growl. God forbid he touched her, Anubis might bite off their hand. 

But he also kind of operated as a therapy dog for Y/N as well. If she got anxious, Anubis could always tell. He’d whine or lick her, getting her out of her head. If she woke up from a nightmare and Steve wasn’t in bed, Anubis would lay his giant head on her and lick her face. 

Sometimes Anubis would even get irritated with Steve when Steve was taking up the dog’s space with Y/N. 

“Remember who feeds you,” Steve would warn when Anubis growled at him for kissing Y/N or cuddling with her on the couch. 

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I want a big, soft dog that protects me 😩

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LOL!! I loved this!! 

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Piña Coladas (Final)

Final Chapter! The endless fluff! The unbearable schmoopsiness! The happily ever after! 

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COMPLETED MATERLIST HERE

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Steve looked good. 

Hell, Steve didn’t just look good, he looked great. Amazing. Gorgeous. So so handsome against the backdrop of ocean, blue shirt stretched tight across his shoulders and blue eyes bright without glasses to shield them, hair practically golden in the late afternoon sun and Tony’s throat clicked dry when he tried to swallow. 

What is he doing here?

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That’s was a perfect ending!!

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A Lesson in Love... (9/?)

A Steve Rogers!teacher fic

Credit to the owners of the pic. ( I do not own them.)

A Lesson In Love… a Teacher!Steve Rogers AU.

Summary: A promotion has you uprooting your entire life cross country to New York. New adventures await you and your daughter, some you may or may not be ready for. With the help of family and friends, you may just find that the key to happiness is right outside your door. And with the help of a new neighbor, you may even learn that there are always new lessons in life to learn.

Word count: 5,561

Pairings: Steve Rogers reader (platonic)

Warnings: Nada…maybe a slow burn. Bad edits?

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You make my heart happy with comments and reblogs!

To the best assistant I have ever had,

Thank you for working so hard and welcoming me to the crew. You have made this transition so easy for me, and I don’t know what I would do without you.

Please don’t ever leave me,

Y/N.

The soft knock at your door was enough to pull your attention away from your laptop. Wanda hadn’t wanted to interrupt as you had been very serious, swamped on the phone all morning. Yet, her enormous smile as she held up the card she had found with the flowers on her desk after lunch was enough to make you take a breather if only for a moment.

“Thank you.” She mouthed, and you couldn’t help but smile back and wink.  

Wanda had been an absolute godsend since you had started the new job. She had been on the ball since day one. Grabbing files before you had even asked for them, screening calls left and right, and following up with every task you had given her within the hour. Compliments from the clients were flowing in every day, regarding your “new team,” and the way you all conducted business. If it was up to you, you would give her a giant raise, all of them. Making a mental note, you had decided later on you would speak to Maria about boosting her salary, if and when you had landed your next big account. Which unbeknownst to you was closer than you thought.

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This is so cute! You go Wanda!! 

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better off running wild

summary: college au. reader is supposed to be tutoring tony, but things get carried away.

words: 3,360

warnings: make out session

tags: @stanathanxoox​ @pageofultron​  @jrenn10​ @andreasworlsboring101 @dressed-up-just-like-z1ggy​ @ms-allenbrown​ @ikbenplant​ @dylpickles1267​ @diaryofafan17​ @specialagentlokitty​

There’s just something you’ve always hated about jocks. 

Most of them were alright, admittedly. Those who mostly kept to their own giant friend circles and didn’t pay you much attention. There’s even a basketball player in one of your classes who gave you part of his lunch during lecture, which was pretty cool. 

But the sentiment of disliking jocks, while cliche, is never so prominent than on Wednesday afternoons. 

“Hurry up, Slowpoke. I got practice at four.” Tony’s broad chest is pressing against your shoulder, pushing himself into your space. All it earns him is an elbow to the gut, and the sound of him grunting is strangely satisfying.

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Awwww!! I loved this.

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Piña Coladas (Five)

MASTERLIST HERE

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As it turned out, it was not in fact fine.

Nothing about anything about those first few days together was fine at all. 

“Hey Steve?” Tony shifted a stack of magazines to his other arm and knocked loudly on the wall so Steve would poke his head out of the kitchen. “Hey, let’s have a quick chat about all of–” he gestured towards the bookshelf. “–about all of this.” 

“About all of what?” Good God, was Steve wearing a checkered apron over a checkered shirt? How many squares did one guy need? “What’s wrong with my bookshelf?” 

“It’s full of encyclopedias.” Tony gestured again, and was rewarded with a perfectly blank look from his hubby. “And okay, later we can have a talk about how no one needs encyclopedias anymore because what we know about the world is literally changing every second and those things are obsolete almost before they make it off the printing press. But the bigger issue–” 

“Oh, there’s a bigger issue?” Steve wiped flour off his hands with a checkered hand towel– seriously, how many squares did he need?– and raised his eyebrows. “What’s the bigger issue, Tony? You’ve been trying to move in for two hours and have complained for all but about two minutes. What is it this time?” 

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Oh these two!!! And yes they both needed some help. Awesome job! 

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Love & Brotherhood Masterlist

Summary: Sequel to Ride & Prejudice. Now that you’re married to Steve, ghosts from both your pasts are coming to haunt you. A power move by your brother-in-law sets off a chain reaction: many truths are uncovered and your beloved cowboy’s righteous nature may lead him to getting his hands dirty.

Warnings: kidnapping, non-con(❌), gang/mob violence, gun violence (💥), death (🩸), physical altercations (🥊), sibling abuse (mental/physical), trauma (💢),  swearing, major angst, smut. This will be darker compared to Ride & Prejudice.

Posting…whenever (as of 3/17/2020) because I’m under a shelter-in-place order.

Chapter 1 - 3/6/2020

Chapter 2 - 3/13/2020

Chapter 3 ❌ - 3/16/2020

Chapter 4 - 3/17/2020

Chapter 5 🥊- 3/18/2020

Chapter 6 - 3/20/2020

Chapter 7 - 4/4/2020

Chapter 8 💥🩸- 4/7/2020

Chapter 9 💥🩸- 4/10/2020

Chapter 10 💢 - 4/13/2020

Chapter 11 💥🥊- 4/24/2020

Epilogue - 5/6/2020

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This was so goood!!! I loved it!!!

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Piña Coladas (Four)

MASTERLIST HERE

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Friday came in the blink of an eye and every moment leading up to it was busy.

There were phone calls to make so Tony could get his stay extended until the marriage had been authenticated. They had to find a venue open to weddings, book a the chapel and find time to decorate.  

There were counseling sessions to schedule and leases to break, boxes and boxes to pack then boxes and boxes and boxes more to shove in a storage container because Tony had an absurd amount of belongings. 

Wedding clothes to be bought, suits to tailor and flowers to order. Maria needed a very specifically expensive dress, and Natasha insisted in a terrifying sort of tone that she deserved a new dress too, and Bucky had never moved so fast in his life to get his wife something pretty. 

Tony sent all the necessary messages to inform long distance family about the upcoming nuptials, fielded all the offended gasps of Aunties and cousins who hadn’t been invited, and listened to no less than eight different voicemails from his Air Force friend James who was too busy saving the world to show up, but cackled loudly at the thought of Tony marrying anyone who wore tailored pants. 

“What’s a honeybear?” Clint asked as Tony hung up on the last voicemail. “Is it the same thing as a sourpatch?” 

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They are such dorks. It’s not fine!! Nothing is fine!!!