If we knew how things would end Where our journey would take us Would we still make the same decisions Or would we choose a different path

DARK (2017 - 2020)

tony's last words were "hey pep". his last smile were to pepper. the last sight he saw was pepper. the last thing he felt was pepper's hand. the last thing he heard were pepper's words. and when he was drifting off, his last thoughts were pepper + morgan. tony stark was always true to his words. when he drifts off, he'll dream about her. it's always pepper.

What did it cost?

Pepper “Rescue” Potts in Avengers: Endgame (2019)

Earth’s best defender.

#i’m broken

We are going to be okay.

Love him and miss him 3000 ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Whatever it takes.

Such a Brave Boy

Hey all! This one is a short, fluffy one-shot based on a request by the very wonderful @gabsgps. Thank you for the prompt idea and I’m sorry I made you wait so long. I hope it is worth the wait. 😊💜

This one is sweet and light and I really enjoyed writing it. I hope you all like it! 💜

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Such a Brave Boy

“Are you sure?” he asks, looking more surprised than I expected, “I mean, he has no teeth!”

I smile gently at the worried look on his face. Sometimes Owen could be more of a baby than Leo!

“He has two teeth, Owen” I laugh, cuddling Leo and giving him a kiss on his round baby cheek. “Smile at Daddy, Leo! Show him.”

Leo grins obligingly, showing off his two tiny lower teeth, making Owen’s face break into a grin too. I laugh again, my heart melting at the smiles of my two favourite boys… the ones I love most in the world.

“Does he really need to go?” Owen asks and I notice the worry flit across his face again.

“It’s only a check-up, Owen, don’t worry. Leo will be fine.”

“What if the dentist hurts him?”

I smile again. He is so endearing in his concern for Leo. “It’s only a check-up” I repeat.

“Yeah so, do we have to?”

“Yes we do” I say, firmly, “It’s important.”

“Okay, but—“

“It’s settled then” I say, cutting him off before he can come up a reason to say no. “Let Alex know you won’t be in this afternoon, we’ll take him to the dentist together.”

Owen nods grudgingly, the look on his face saying that he’s not really convinced. “Okay” he says finally, “I’ll meet you outside the daycare at three.”

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“Dr. Harris is the best” I tell a jittery Owen, repeating Alex’s words from a few days ago, “Alex knows her personally too and I trust his judgement.”

He doesn’t respond and only takes my hand as we enter the waiting area at the dentist’s clinic. It is done up in shades of warm, buttery yellow and its colourful decor lends it a warm, cheerful air, full of sunshine.

“Wow, this place is so lovely!” I exclaim to Owen, looking around and admiring the set up. I can tell Leo likes it too because he tugs at my arms, wanting to be set down. I set him down inside the play area in the waiting room and he immediately busies himself with the soft blocks on the rug.

“Look how happy he is” I say, my heart warming the way it always does when I watch him play.

“Hmm” is all the response I get from Owen and I am surprised but I say nothing.

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“You’re up next” the receptionist informs us a little while later and I feel Owen’s hand find mine and grip it tightly. I turn my gaze away from Leo to meet his eyes.

“Hey” I say softly, squeezing his hand back, “Owen, you’re not… scared, are you?”

He turns to look at me and then nods sheepishly as I see the colour creep into his face.

“I used to hate going to the dentist” he confesses. His voice soft as if he is afraid someone will overhear. “I always loved eating chocolate. And caramel. And doughnuts. And chocolate, caramel doughnuts.”

I smile to myself and wait for him to go on. “I had cavities and our family dentist was horrible.” He visibly shudders at the memory. “I used to have nightmares about him.”

I try to hold back a smile as I listen, amused at the thought of this tall, strong, man being afraid of a dentist appointment. He’s a trauma surgeon. He’s a soldier for god’s sake! It’s hard to imagine him as a little boy, much less one who loves doughnuts and is afraid of a visit to the dentist. The thought makes me giggle, unable to stop myself.

“What?” he asks, clearly embarrassed.

“Nothing” I respond, still unable to keep the mirth out of my voice. “Leo will be fine, O.”

“Fine, you—“

“Mr. and Mrs. Hunt for Leo? You can go in now” the receptionist’s voice cuts it.

“Come on, little guy” I tell Leo, picking him up. “Come on big guy” I whisper to Owen then, trying to reassure him. He walks behind me, clutching my arm and I smile again, my heart melting with affection for him.

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“Such a brave boy!” Dr. Harris says cheerily, ruffling Leo’s head. He giggles at her, proudly showing off his two precious teeth. She is every bit as nice as Alex had said and I make a mental note to thank him for the recommendation. She checks his tiny teeth and his gums, making sure his bite is correct before finally giving us a satisfied smile.

“Everything is perfect” she says smiling. “You can come in for a follow up in six months, earlier if necessary.”

“Thank you so much!” I say, nudging Owen to do the same. He has sat silently through the entire appointment while I answered all the dentist’s questions. Not once has he taken his eyes off Leo. “Thank you” he mumbles now and makes his way to the door, anxious to exit the room. I follow him out, carrying a still grinning Leo in my arms.

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“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” I ask Owen once we are settled inside the car. Leo is in his carseat, happily sucking on his pouch of banana and strawberry puree.

“It was okay” he mutters and I laugh.

“Come on, Leo, show Daddy who’s a brave boy” I encourage and Leo obliges with a wide smile.

“Show off” Owen grumbles and I turn to him in amusement. He looks at me grumpily and I burst into laughter.

“Owen Hunt!” I exclaim, when I am able to catch a breath, “You’re not seriously jealous of your one year old son!”

“He gets to have a treat” he shrugs and that only makes me laugh harder. I throw my arms around his neck suddenly, without warning and plant a big kiss on his cheek.

“What was that for?” he asks in surprise, but the pleasure is evident on his face.

“For being such an adorable dork” I respond quickly. Turning to Leo I ask, “Does Daddy deserve a treat too, Leo?”

“Dodo!” Leo squeals happily in reply.

“Doughnuts it is!” I say, turning back to Owen and ruffling his hair, “Does Daddy want doughnuts as a treat?”

“Mia!” chimes in Leo, enjoying this game and suddenly eager to show off all the words he knows. “Dodo! Mia!”

I laugh again and then look at Owen with a smirk.

“What will it be, Daddy?” I say, teasing him. “Do you want doughnuts or Mia?”

“You already know the answer to that” he says with a wink, leaning over to close the gap between us. He stops short, just before his lips touch mine and then then says, “But can I have the doughnuts too?”

His eyes are shining with happiness and mischief and love and I suddenly wish I could stop time in this moment where everything is perfect and all of us are happy.

“Of course you can” I say aloud, just as I lean in to kiss him. “You’ve been such a brave boy.”

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Thank you for reading! Do leave me comments, please, because they make me happy! 💜

The fluffinesssss 😍😍😍

Love this, so sweet ❤

Owen’s is really a boy sometimes ❤

Cuteness all over the place!!! I love your stories.. Please don't stop writing!!!! ❤️💋😍