MARVEL & DC REQUESTS [always open]

Marvel One-Shot

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One-Shot Request; Male Avengers//Tony, Pietro, Cap

Scenario: While seeing you with another member of the team, he becomes jealous, leading him to sulking around and ignoring you until you become captured by the enemy. You become injured, badly.

Warnings: Language, physical beatings [by the enemy]. A bit graphic.

Word Count: 4,967

A/N:I DON'T dedicate one-shots, just like preferences, in case that wasn't clear. One more thing, you can pick a certain limited amount of people for the one-shot/preference, such as this person did with only picking three. Though I would have loved to write this for Thor.

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Tony Stark -
  His eyes watched from behind the wall of glass as Steve whispered something into your ear, making you laugh. His jaw clenched as you continued your words with Steve, each of you taking turns laughing and smiling with one another.

  Quickly, F.R.I.D.A.Y felt how detested he was. "Is everything alright, Mr. Stark?" Her voice spoke through the room. You overheard, turning your head from Steve to the next room where Tony was.  

      Swiftly he turned his back to you, drawing nonsense on the board ahead of him, continuing his work from before.

  "It's just dandy, F.R.I.D.A.Y." Tony spoke, a small grunt leaving the back of his throat as he continued jotting down pointless things.

  "Tony?" Your voice echoed around him before the small click of a door could be heard. "Thank you for letting me in, F.R.I." You mumbled, glaring at Tony's back as he continued writing. "Why'd you have the doors locked?"

  He shrugged, still without facing you. "No reason." This time he turned, walking past you and out the door. "F.R.I.D.A.Y," he spoke, "shut down the lab." With his steps out the door the lights of the lab flickered off.

  You stood there peering at him as he walked away.

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  For five days Tony had went to lab, left the lab, and didn't talk to anyone else while doing his entire routine.

  That breakfast everyone was sitting about, trying to figure out what exactly he was doing. "You don't think he's building another Ultron, do you?" Clint asked, turning to face Bruce.

  'The Hulk' was currently eating bacon, his mouth full. He took a few moments to answer. "No, he'd need my help. I-I assume, that is." He turned to you. "Any idea what he's doing? Tony usually tells you everything."

  Usually, you thought, shrugging. He hadn't spoken to you since he walked out of the lab and left you behind. "Not sure," you murmured, grabbing yourself a yogurt from the fridge.

  When Tony walked into the room all eyes were on him, but that wasn't anything he wasn't use to. He nodded toward the cluster of people and made his way to the fridge. You blocked his path. Slowly the team dispersed, Natasha being the last to leave.

  Then you spoke, "What the hell's going on, Stark?"

  Tony only looked at you, raising his arm to reach around you and into the cabinet. You glared at him, shoving him back with your free hand. As you opened your mouth to speak, a large blast could be heard from your side, shifting the building as you fell off your feet.

  "F.R.I.D.A.Y!" Tony called, holding out a hand for his suit as he tried to keep his footing.

  As you fell, your head bashed into the counter, sending you into sleep with a small whimper. Tony clasped a hand onto your upper arm, hoisting your unconscious self up into his side.