Superfamily X Reader Imagines

Cover Background phot art: http://disubiquity.tumblr.com GO CHECK THEM OUT! An idea I had and well, here I am! This blog will consist of imagines of you the reader being the 2nd child of Tony and Steve. I will keep requests open anytime unless I tell I need to hold off for a while, so please go ahead, I'm all open. Also please do not be mean if I get something wrong. Just politely tell me in the comments or pm me, and I'll edit it. I haven't read all the comics and this is my first time doing something like this so there's bound be mistakes in there. I'm gonna stop rambling now.

[superfamilyreaderimagines]

“Hi! My names Katiy and I’m a HUGE fan of your blog! If requests are still open, maybe a one-shot where big brother! Peter tries to set up his baby sis, with a date, after she goes through a bad breakup. Two weeks later she brings him home as her boyfriend. Maybe overprotective superfamily? And a little bit of peter regret??? Fluff in the end with her saying something like,

“I understand where you’re coming from. I, however, don’t care. I’m still not dumping him.”

Superfam cuddles on the couch maybe????”

I’m so excited my first request!!! Thank you so much katiy, plus I really hope you are reading this. Not only because you requested it and I would hope I did it to your liking for the first part, but all I got was your name and wanted to really tag you in this so you would get notified once it came out, but I understand if you want to keep your privacy :). I hope you don’t mind I put it in two parts. I was just so excited, I had to just post something, you know? And to all my lovely readers so far out there, hope you are all doing well. Enjoy!

You know it’s going to be an interesting week if your brother, big brother I might add so even more dubious than usual, comes barreling in the room to talk to you. I was simply laying on the couch, reading the assigned pages of “To Kill A Mockingbird” for my English’s book of the semester. Just enjoying the serenity of the atmosphere, when like a damn bat out of hell, Peter comes barreling through the front door, startling me enough to at least smack drop my book onto my face.

“Y/N! I know this is gonna sound crazy, but I got someone I think you’d like.” Peter said jumping onto the couch as I gathered back my surroundings.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean yeah, he seems quirky to an extent, and a bit over the top, but he’s a really cool guy and I fully approve of it if you dated him.” Peter said, really jumpy and out of breath.

“Wait wait wait wait wait, slow down.” I said still confused about a few things, moving up into a criss-cross position in front of him. “Are you trying to set me up with someone?” Pete tilted his head a little back and forth before nodding up and down.

“I met him today at school. He’s a newbie in chess club, sophomore like you-” He explained, pointing at me,”-and he’s also recently broken up with someone.” he finished explaining.

“I really appreciate it, Pete, but I’m not looking into dating anyone right now…” I said, looking back down at my book in my lap before picking up. “So thanks, but no.”

Recently, I was going out with this guy. Not gonna lie, I had a major crush on him and was just really excited when he accepted me asking him out on a date, with him, and we ended up dating. He was sweet and funny at the opportune time, really into retro games, but honestly, if I hadn’t been so starstruck of him, I would have realized just how manipulative he really was. First, it was small things like questioning my choice of hobbies, which he played off as just being intrigued by them. Then, it became as though whenever I would get the chance to hang out with him after school, or on the weekends and breaks, it wasn’t enough. I would literally be with my family and then he would text me to ditch them and meet him at so and so. He began to threaten to ignore me at school or for a couple days if I didn’t, so at some points, I did. Clearly, my dads weren’t to keen about me going out with him anymore. They were skeptical of this guy at first but now they really didn’t like him, but I didn’t know better so I defended him. Or that one time I ditched one of my friends after school to go with him to the skate park, and she ended up just not talking to me that much. Yes, it was completely my fault, but at the time I was convinced that she just needed to calm down a little and not be so ‘stuck up’. Plus I believed she really overreacted by blocking me completely out of her life, which also really hurt since it was the first time I ever did something like this.

I was beginning to feel saddened about the fact that I would try to organize everything very timely, try to give what I can give while still being in control of the rest of my life, and yet it wasn’t good enough. I couldn’t be orderly without disappointing him, and I couldn’t be with him more without disappointing myself. Near the end, we would just get into fights over the smallest of things that would aggravate each other. Finally, it all just exploded at his house. And it turns out he had been harassing my friends behind my back. The reason the one I was meeting up after school left was because she was told by my boyfriend, a supposed person I trusted, that it would be better if she just left us AND everyone else alone. He only began to admit small parts of it until I demanded him to tell me. It was at that point in the conversation that it began to show that neither of us wanted to deal with each other anymore. So, once he noticed where I was turning the conversation, he stopped all his points in the argument to break up. Meaning in certain terms, he broke up with me even though I was also going to. That damn ass hat just wanted the last ‘hoorah’ if you asked me. That was just 2 months ago. We had been dating for 4. Now almost half a year after it started, here I am just enjoying my free time. Until my dorkoid of a brother burst through the scene that is.

“I know. I really am considering that just I really think you would like him.” Peter said. “I can definitely see you two together, not that I imagine you two together a lot after meeting him, just that you guys would be cool together, you know?” He tried to explain, which only earned a glare from me.

“Look, just no, okay? I really can’t be in another relationship right now, so twirl off.” I told him annoyed with this conversation. I brought the book back up to my face, restarting the page I was last on, no longer making eye contact with Peter anymore. Peter sighed one long sigh before putting in one more final effort.

“I wanted this to be a surprise, but…” He began, making me arch my eyebrow at him from over the top of the book. “He’s a fan.”

“A fan?” I began to ask, not fully getting it. A fan of our dads would not be an acceptable answer.

“Y/N. He’s a fan.” Pete finished. I, still having my book up in front of my face, until I realized exactly what he was talking about. I put my book back down on my lap before I look up at him.

“……”

“……”

“Go on?”

And that’s part 1! Part two will be up this following week. What was it that brought Y/N to be convinced to give this mystery guy a shot? Find out next time! Again, I just really wanted to bring something up since I was having such a hard time writing before. My uncreative butt can’t think of things as quickly as others do when it comes to prompts. But boy, once you give one I can work with, get ready man, be ready. I really hope you liked this Katiy!

Part 2 coming out soon! (Once it’s up, I will link it here as well)

[superfamilyreaderimagines]

AHHHHH OH MY GOD GUYS THANK YOU, YOU ALL ARE AMAZING!!!¡!!!

[hollamd]

a collection of the best captain america memes so far

[rapture-in-red]

Reblog if you’d watch a whole movie of Tony and Peter doing father and son superheroing together

[brobertdowneyjr]

Listen up you Marvel loving fucks,

I need more MUTALS and my dash could always use some more marvel trash.

Like or reblog if ur a marvel blog or post any of the following:

- MCU or AA

- tony mf stark/rdj

- the entire mcu cast

- my sweet boy™ Tom Holland

- stony or superfamily

- tony/ literally everyone

- mEMEs

- marvel shitposts/text posts

Lemme follow you all. Let me love you all.

[stuffman]

People have written a lot of touchy-feely pieces on this subject but I thought I’d get right to the heart of the matter

[pervocracy]

This is 1000% more motivating than every preachy “real writers write every day” post on all of Tumblr.

[saltoftheao3]

Always gotta reblog the Two Cake Theory

[thewriterandthestoryteller]

The Two Cake Theory

[superfamilyreaderimagines]

I had gone home that day just completely in a gloom. To start it off, Blake and I had been dating for a couple months now. We met in physics, becoming partners at first, then we started to become friends. Then Blake went to me saying they had a crush on me, and ended up beginning an adorable relationship. Both of us were quite inseparable, and since I had never been in a relationship before, it was nice being with someone just as naïve as myself. That was until it came time that Blake’s mom being apart of the U.S Coast Guard had to move to the West Coast. Not wanting to do a long distance relationship, we both mutually discussed it would just be better to break up. That was today. Once I got home, I went straight to my room with my headphones in even though no music was playing. Ending up not wanting to do anything, I closed my door and just flopped face down on my bed. I didn’t want to cry, didn’t want to listen to music, didn’t want to watch TV, or do homework. I just didn’t want to leave the bed.

Throughout the hours that I just stayed in there, I only moved once so I can breath, and ended up flipping over onto my back. Looking up, thinking about the situation and whether I did the right thing, I also heard in the background the muffled noises of my family’s actions. Peter had earlier knocked on my door, but it was responded with a slow ‘go away’. Peter didn’t push on it after, so I was just left with my thoughts for the next couple of hours. That was at least until I heard another knock now.

“I said go away, Peter.” I said responding to the knock calmly.

“Actually I’m sure I’m not a teenage dork listening onto this conversation as we speak.” I heard my dad say, followed by a quick little nudge, most likely from Peter after what our dad said. Tony’s banter and usually hilarious remarks against serious and boring situations would make me laugh, but all I could do is slightly turn my head to the door.

“I’m not a dork.”

“………….ehh.” Tony said, but I could tell just by the way he said it he was most likely smiling. I turned my head back to the ceiling at that point. After about 20 seconds give it or take, I heard the door open and close. Then I heard footsteps go to the edge of the bed before the whole bed shook as Dad had flopped right on to it, laying next to me.

“Something wrong, kiddo?” Dad asked, looking at me now.

“…*sighs through nose*” Was all I responded with.

“Peter said something about a certain something. Said you ditched the group meeting at school today. Now don’t ever quote me on this because I do not want this on my record, but any reason you didn’t go to mathletes today?” Only action that came from me was my involuntary blinking and breathing. “Is this what’s gonna happen? Just sighs and ceiling gazing today? Because I don’t know if you noticed but Steve is almost home from Whole-Paycheck, meaning he’s pulling up his sleeves for this one. Not that he never does, I mean that quiche last week is still haunting my drea-.” Dad had began to ramble, making me slowly, but noticeably turn my head towards him with a blank stare, wondering what the point of where his conversation was steering off to. He noticed before he could finish his last word.

“Ok. Sorry, moving on.” He said looking right at me trying to read what’s going on. “Unless all you want to do is just stay in here all day.” He said, trying to see if I would react. After not moving, Dad said, “Ok, we can do that.” He finished saying, looking back up at the ceiling with me following. I couldn’t really care much if he stayed, after all this was his way of just trying to care for me so it didn’t seem fair if I all of a sudden got mad at him. We kept looking at the ceiling. Dad stayed quite the entire time he just laid there. He would fidget around, and keep looking around, but he never spoke. First a minute went by like this, then 2, then 4, then 5, and at that point I was getting the idea. He was there ready if I needed to talk. And that made me sad, because I realized I did want to talk.

“Dad?”

“Hmm?” Dad hummed looking back at me right away.

“How…” I began to say, but couldn’t come up with the words yet. After all, I don’t know if he even ever had a situation where they both agreed to calling it off.

“How did I become the guy in the relationship that burnt everything gourmet?” He said, making me smile a bit since it means this whole time he was probably, no, most definitely thinking about Pops cooking still. Then I ended up turning my face a bit solemn as I asked:

“How did you deal with a break-up.” I asked, looking at his eyes after I asked. In it, I could see all of the sudden realization hit him like he flew into a brick wall, which did happen once and I just so happened to have been watching the surveillance cams at that moment. He looked up for a little bit trying to think about what he would say now.

“I’m guessing you broke up with Bl….” Dad said, not trying to say Blake’s name.

“Blake’s mom is moving posts. Leaving the upcoming month. We talked about it, and we both didn’t want to do long distance. So we just…stopped it.” I finally explained out loud. I am in fact sad about it, but I don’t feel like crying. After thinking about it, I think it’s because I more of just don’t know what to do now, I don’t know what even to feel. Like I just…don’t know. At the moment.

It was Dad’s turn to start sighing and huffing as he thought about it.

“Well, yes I have in fact dealt with break ups before. Mostly ones where I broke up with the other. Sometimes then I was gloomy. Although there was this one girl, when I was in elementary, that accepted my Valentines day card and broke up with me a week later. That didn’t really hurt me as much, but I was still sad. I think that happens with all of these situations. No matter who broke up with who. It’s not so different from having a friend leave or move.” Dad said. I think he was trying to search for something in his brain to help with my situation. Then his eyes lit up slightly as he thought of something and turned to look at me.

“Remember that friend of yours, Bethany Williams, the one who also moved away? To London?” I recounted the memories of Betty and nodded “You were devastated, ended up going home and crying for hours. You went to school the whole week looking so depressed, honestly it broke mine and Steve’s heart. Usually someone so bright about the situations they were handed looked like they were having their first ever existential crisis. I mean we did what we could to cheer you up because we wanted you to be happy, but it seemed different than simple fears and monsters under the bed.” Dad said. I had shifted my whole body to my side now so I can look at him better as he talked. I had never even thought about it. How much I had missed her and what I was going to miss from her at the time. And how Dad and Pops would stay up with me every night till I fell asleep. “Slowly though, you started to really smile again. You started talking about her less and less, until there was weeks before you didn’t even think about her being gone. Then it was no time at all, you stopped worrying about it.” Tony said, trying to analyze that, hoping it would help.

Dad sat up, turning towards me. “Y/N, look. I’m not going to say that you’re gonna be fine right after today. It depends on how you deal with it to make you feel better. Now that you’re becoming an adult, I understand that a simple lullaby isn’t gonna cure all the boo-boos like before. So if you want to go ahead and stay in here and think, then that’s ok. Okay?” Dad said rubbing my arm, comforting me.

“Okay.” I simply responded, giving a thankful smile. He simply chuckled and got up to leave.

“Call you when dinner’s ready.” Dad said one last thing before leaving, closing the door behind him.

After he left,  feeling a burst of some energy, I sat up and looked at the door. After what he told me, all I could think about was how do make myself feel better. How did I before make myself feel better. It became blatantly clear once he left, because once I was alone again, I started to feel sad again. ‘Maybe that’s it.’ I thought to myself. With that realization, I slid off the bed and took a step outside. Both Dad and Pops were in the kitchen.

“Hi Pops.” I said walking up to them, seating myself on the bar stool in front of the counter connected to the stove.

“Hi Y/N.” Pops said. I looked at one of the counters to see opened up groceries. Dad looked between Pops and me once, before grabbing an apple, and sitting on the seat next to me. Pops gave us a smile before turning around and taking a few steps towards the cupboards took look for something. I didn’t look over at Dad, but call it intuition, but I can tell he knew why I came out here. Especially since he had just told me to do what I needed to feel better, and then I all of a sudden come out to hang out with my fathers. I didn’t want to be alone right now. Dad put his arm around my shoulder to give a side hug which I leaned into, also signaling to me he did know. Before letting go, he went ahead and patted my shoulder before putting his arm on the counter.

“So what are you doing?” I tried to ask to escape the uncomfortable silence that started to slightly grow. With that, I ended up spending the rest of the night just in the kitchen and living room till I went to bed, hoping to wake up tomorrow strengthened enough to wake up early to my homework. I was not going to fail that Calculus test.

Alright guys! Here’s a long one for you. Since I am at the moment coming up with the prompts, it takes longer. But at least I made this long hopefully enough to keep things holding. I think in this, Tony understands that his kid has these ways of dealing with problems, and is just trying to help how he thinks he would wanted to be helped. Sorry if he seems a bit out of character, just know I tried!

Otherwise, have a goodnight everyone!

[superfamilyreaderimagines]

Requests are still Open!

Requests/Prompts are open at the moment! I’ll be updating soon either way.

[shesellsseagulls]

Peter feels like he’s in over his head but realises he’s not the only one who gets scared on the battlefield (And Tony just doesn’t want to lose Peter)

[superfamilyreaderimagines]

Even though I technically believe this isn't Superfamily, I had to post this. It's so powerful…

[superfamilyreaderimagines]

“Dad.” I said, trying to tap on his arm, at least as far as I could reach. I didn’t like my nightmare. It was scary. I kept trying to tap and nudge at daddy from where I stood as far as I could reach. If I could climb up, I would’ve climbed up already, but last time I tried I slipped right off. I also tried waking Peter up, but he also wouldn’t wake up, so I decided to go to Dada and Papa’s room.

“Daddy? Please wake up.” I asked again. He still wouldn’t wake up. It was dark in here, and I didn’t like that either.

I was about to start crying again, when I saw something in the corner. It was Papa’s protector. I always liked the big star right in the middle of it. I then thought that if I could bring it over, I could use it as something to stand on to get up. So I went over to it, putting my bunny plushy down, and tried to push it off the wall, but I couldn’t even move it alone. I tried then to push it away by pushing it with my right shoulder and pushed against the wall with my feet. It worked, but I pushed it too much and fell over and the circle object fell forward with a loud noise, like when I dropped the food pot on the ground that one time after trying to give it to Daddy.

I was on the ground face down and started to sob, but at that time, Papa woke up due to the loud noise. I wasn’t looking at him. My head was on the ground after I fell over.

“Y/N, what happened?” I heard him ask me, but I didn’t look still. I was crying because I hurt my head and put my hand to it. I heard him walk over to me and helped pick me up. “Shhhh…It’s ok. It’s ok.” He said holding my head. “What are you doing up?”

“I had a bad dream.” I said. I looked at him and he just hugged me and picked me up.

“It’s ok. I’ve got you.” Papa said as I cried on him till he rubbed my head “Nothing’s going to happen to you.” He said then bending down to grab my bunny stuffed animal and walked over to his bed where daddy was sleeping. He let me go so I can climb under the blanket and then did so to. I had hugged him and he hugged me back. It was then that my crying started to stop. “Not while we’re around.” Papa said closing his eyes, kissing my head.

“Goodnight Papa.”

“Goodnight.”

—-

Yes yes, I know. Its been a while. I had a template made for this but I my big old idiot self accidentally deleted my storage space with all my photos after I thought I transfered them to an SD card. APPARENTLY NOT! Plus I didn’t know how to end it until now. It’s pretty gender neutral. I’ll keep trying to unless I tag otherwise, probably another reason why I’m taking so long since I’ve never done so before.

[superfamilyreaderimagines]

Requests open!

Hi everyone!!! Requests are appreciated so please send them in!

[superfamilyreaderimagines]

*first person POV*

“Ok so, it’s set in a rural western area back then, and a tornado hits a little girls house and it transports her to a new world, a place-”

“So like Heimdall does in Asgard with those trying to use the Bifröst.” Uncle Thor commented.

“Eh…In a way, yes. Anyways! This new place is filled with magic and munchkins and witches-”

“Wait, I do not understand what a munchkin is.”

“Neither do we. All we know is that they’re dwarf like town people, now let me continue. They are the nice innocent town villagers protected in the magical land, which is called Oz.” I finished, looking at him, waiting for the realization to come across his face. By the look he was giving though, he was questioning why I stopped.

“Oz. The magical place is Oz. Hence the title?” He then took a second before he realized and his mouth opened into the shape of an O.

“Now, it wasn’t all sunshine and rainbo- ah! Don’t comment about the rainbow bridge!” I stopped him, holding my hand up as I saw him open his mouth to interrupt again, even though I know he doesn’t mean to intentionally. He then closed his mouth and waved for me to continue. “You see, there was this Wicked Witch of the West who wanted to get back at the little girl because her house fell on this other Witch with Ruby slippers, and wanted payback. You getting this so far?” I asked, because he looked like he kind of got it then would look completely dumb founded. Ugh. Gods.

“So basically the entire movie with her involves her chasing after the girl with her flying henchmen monkeys.”

“Monkeys? I don’t understand.”

“*Huffs* you know what forget it.” I say sitting up and walking off.

-Hopefully you like it! This is my first one ever, and I would’ve started with actual imagine with Steve, Tony, and/or Peter, but this one I was testing how things work and how to format the post. Thanks for reading!

[mushroomhobbit]

 This comic has no redeemable qualities at all but I’ve been sick for a week so I needed to amuse myself with Tony’s harem of hot men sorry

[teamsuperfamily]

For Peter found most experienced nanny in the world! Original art by crazy-c

[morunie]

Tony was very concerned for his son(I’m sure this scene is just cut out)

[tantanlut]

[PS POST] Why are they always arguing…( ˘•ω•˘ ).oOஇ

[ask-spiderpool]

New Spider-man: Homecoming trailer! 

As a little warning, this trailer is really spoiler heavy, and you’ll probably enjoy the film more if you don’t watch it.