Feb 15, 2022
I HAVE NEVER CRAVED THE DARK SIDE MORE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE
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I HAVE NEVER CRAVED THE DARK SIDE MORE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE
Harley's already evil so. Now we just need Villian!Peter to complete the set.
plus we need Superior Iron Man
Can you write more dark!peter, I really loved the last one you did
When Cap and his team returned to New York they didn't expect things to be normal. Tony greeted them warmly enough but there was something off.
It wasn't long until they met Peter. Stark's personal intern. Everyone learned quickly that the kid didn't do anything for anyone outside of Tony and his team. There was also the fact that in Tony's eyes, the teen could do no wrong, and he dotted on him endlessly. So when Steve and the others began suspecting Peter was a risk, no one believed them.
Sam found the boy creepy as hell. He'd find the boy around every corner, especially at night. All that cutesy 'I'm so excited to meet you!' and 'Wow, that was so cool!' disappeared. Peter would just stare and walk away. Sam would say he could feel those eyes on him all the time.
Clint wasn't fooled easily, but it took him longer to notice that things had a habit of going wrong when he was near. Equipment would just stop working or cause minor injury at random. Going to Tony to figure out what's going on was a headache in itself.
"There isn't a problem to fix Legolas." Tony would say.
"Then why the hell did it burn up my hand?" Clint would fire back.
"Maybe because you removed the hand guard?" Tony sighed at him like he was a dumbass.
"Like hell I did! There was no guard on the handle!" Clint yelled.
"There was, and I'm not arguing over this. Find it and get back to whatever it is you do." Tony said as he left the room.
Tony should be the one who know that Clint's bow had the guard on it; after all, it just left his lab with upgrades, and he gave it to Clint himself.
The only time it left his hands was when Peter asked to see it. Clint was hard-pressed to say no to those does brown eyes. It was only a few seconds.
Steve had it worse. Anytime Peter was hurt, it was somehow related to Steve in some way. If he invited Peter to train with them and somehow ended up bruised, Tony would give him hell about how the kid was a third of his size and barely 100 pounds. Steve would try to say that Peter was reckless, but Tony knew for a fact that Stephen trained with Peter plenty of times never had a problem.
If Peter came home with a black eye because of stupid advice Cap gave him guess who got blamed? Yep, Steve. All the while Stephen would trend to Peter like he was a sick prince.
And he was. Peter was the king's little Prince who could do no wrong. It it felt like he wasn't doing it alone.
Peter would say it's his own fault or it was an accident but immediately Stephen would hush him up and go back to healing whatever new cut or scrap Steve had "caused" the poor boy.
More and more a rift to from as everyone who adored Peter fought against those who didn't. The fact everyone already distrusted one other was tension enough but to mistreat the sweetest among them was too much. It was Peter's idea to invite them back in the first place.
It all came ahead when Peter said he'd leave if his presence caused so much trouble. More arguments only sparked.
It ended when all the previous ex-avengers found themselves with Peter alone. The teen smiled a predatory smile as he sat confidently on the sofa and ushered everyone to sit.
"I think it's time we talk. I'd just like to say that you guys are right." Peter congratulated them changing his persona to a more cheerful tone.
"Why are you screwing with us?" Sam said gruffly as he stood next to Cap'.
"To be frank, I left you, Bucky, and Scott alone for the most part. You got in my way the most, unfortunately. That was really annoying." Peter laughed, but it was strained at the end, causing it to turn into a low, irritated growl before he continued. "Scott got away from me free because he minded his own business. You guys, however, just love defending your precious Captain, don't you? Bucky, I respect you for that. Sam, I don't." Peter laughed again as he watched everyone's confused faces.
"But why? Why put so much effort to tear us down?" Steve asked.
"Because I hate you." He said as though it was the simplest thing in the world. "I hate you so so much. You and Clint are by far the shittiest people I have ever seen. Sure your heroes, but you also don't seem to care about anyone else. Clint, you whine and complain about things just handed you like a selfish brat. Steve, you are the literal worst. All you do is preach about how we should all get along and agree, but the moment you had to compromise your beliefs for the good of others, you fucked everything up. I don't like the accords, I don't really, but I did know people. Normal people out there are scared. They want to be saved from aliens and all the other shit that comes here, but they want to also be safe from you because you could just easily be a threat to them. But instead, you spread more fear by abandoning them. The avengers where what they needed to sleep at night because they knew they were safe."
"If you needed us, why hate us now that we're back?" Clint asked.
"Because I've watched what your actions have done firsthand. Night after night, day after day, I watched Tony work to fix this mess. Like every mess you make. Do you really think it's Fury footing the bill the damage you do or facing the press after a major attack? No, he doesn't. But no, you get the sit pretty never doing a thing as you sit on your high fucking horse because you saved the day. News flash it's not over just because the baddies dead. The fact you walk around like your in charge pisses me off to no end. Your nothing more than traitors who don't deserve to be here! You aren't needed anymore! You were replaced long ago, and if it weren't for Tony's forgiving nature, you wouldn't be here!" peter practically spit venom with the burn in his words. "I'm spending my time torturing you because it suits me. I want to keep reminding you that you have no place here. Just think, I matter so much more than you. You are the afterthoughts, except you, Bucky, your cool. But helpful reminder you are here because of my whim, nothing more." Peter turned to leave as Steve spoke up again.
"What's going to stop us from telling Stark about you." He said ominously.
"You going to tell daddy on me. Good luck getting him to believe you, and even if he does, you think he'll agree that I'm the bad one?" Peter said, snidely skipping out the door.
The ex-avenger took to keeping their heads down around Peter and kept themselves scarce. This afternoon Peter was happily resting on Stephens's shoulder as they watched the movie with Tony. The moment Tony stepped out to make a call, he spoke.
"You've had your fun them already?" Stephen asked warmly. "Honestly, how spoiled you are. Already bored with toys."
"Uh-huh." Peter nodded sweetly smiling as he watched the movie.
"What do you want me to do with them now?" Stephen asked.
"Do what you want. As long as they don't bother us, I'm good." Just as Peter finished just as Tony came back and sat down to them.
"What are you talking about?" He asked turning up the volume and getting comfortable again.
"Nothing much just dealing with the trash." Peter sighed, hugging Tony close.
It’ll be just a rough sketch, she said. Let’s do simple coloring, she said... What is self-control, am I right?
Been seeing some lovely dark ironstrange lately and I wanna draw dark!tony as well (you can see my dark!stephen here). Won’t be able to finish this thing today so have a wip! I’ll finish it tomorrow. Maybe. Well, I have a lot of free-ish time.
Idk if you know but I've been sharing some villains!ironstrange AU hcs with @incorrect-ironstrange and I made some sketches of Stephen and my OC Leon, a kid used to be experimented with spider DNA but he ended up being adopted by the two dictators. Out of the two of them, Stephen is the closest to the kid, and got surprised to find out how much he loves the kid.
Edit: I forgot to mention! The long hair idea is from @td269 who made an art of long haired Stephen and I was mesmerized
Second square fill! Dark fic~
I haven't written like, anything, since two years ago D: so this may be bad, terrible... and may not have much to do with the art??? But I tried xD
(Also English is not my first language :p)
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Dying hundreds of times was bad, terrible. But worthy, in the end.
He couldn't let Dormammu have earth. So, it didn't matter how many times he felt his bones crack and his limbs being teared apart. How pain morphed into nothingness and back to pain again. He wouldn't let him.
Not after the Ancient One gave her life trying to prevent it.
Not after he turned time back to save the Hong Kong Sanctum and returned all the lives lost.
No.
Dormammu didn't deserve earth.
Not after Stephen had worked so hard to keep it to himself.
And when Stephen returns to his dimension, evil defeated at his back, nobody would be able to stop him. The only one that could was no more. The Ancient One, his master and mentor, the one who confided him the Sanctum despite being a fairly new master. The one that saw the truth in her last moments. She tried to persuade him, to put him in the right path and she did, or at least, she died thinking that. Although, something she said stuck with him, “is not about you”. She was right of course, it was not about him, it was about earth. And earth was safer in his hands.
So it was just a matter of wait.
Dormammu would soon surrender to time and give him what he wanted. Leave this dimension alone, take Kaecilius and his zealots and let him draw some energy from the Dark Dimension just like the Ancient One did.
With the Eye of Agamotto and the borrowed energy he would be unstoppable.
He just had to wait a little more.
And at the very end of another loop, he found himself saying again
“Dormammu, earth is mine”
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Anthony Stark belongs to Stephen Strange and to him alone. The problem is no one told him that.
IronStrange bingo fill for the Darkfic square.
Warning: this gets dark guys. Stephen is manipulative and dark and possessive.