How To Court A Genius. Non-Standard Scripts. Rejection. Fifteen years ago It always starts when they look into each other's eyes.
Nobody can describe the feeling, even after they've felt it. After all, it only has to happen once, and then they'll know that they've found their soul-mate; the one person meant to complete them. Their other half. The more opposite they are, the better. Phil Coulson already knew this when he made eye contact with Tony Stark across the room. The spark of electric connection – really, there was no better way of describing it – had hit him the very moment their eyes met.
It seemed like everyone and his mother had been invited to the party; Phil was there on an undercover assignment as an assistant to a suspicious businessman who was looking to merge with Stark Industries. Yeah, good luck with that, Phil thought. He diverted his gaze, heart pounding unreasonably fast, to keep an eye on his employer. "You felt it, too, right? " "Felt what?
" "Sorry about that," he said. "Not necessary," Phil said. "What? " "Wow. "Well? " IRON KITTY. Chapter Text At the top of the list of things Tony hated was his father, next came magic and now Loki had made back into his top three.
He had slipped down the list, since the failed world domination attempt due to the fact no one had seen or heard from him after he had completed his punishment on Asgard. That was until he appeared on the top of the Avengers Tower, where unfortunately Tony was standing, glass of whiskey in hand enjoying a few moments of peace, before heading off to yet another Gala that Pepper insisted he attend.
“Stark, I had hoped to find Thor but you will do. In fact this could be of much greater amusement.” With that said a bolt of green light arched from Loki’s hand to Tony’s arc reactor. Tony’s gradual return to consciousness was marred by a pounding in head, the strong smell of whiskey and the fact that he was lying in what appeared to be a puddle said whiskey. Billionaire's cake.
Chapter Text December 2010 ‘You’re just – you’re insufferable, Mister Stark,’ Coulson states, loosening his tie a bit in perfectly calm and controlled movements, but he is annoyed.
‘I can’t believe you would be that foolish – actually, I should have expected that, after the all the stunts you’re infamous for. It's A Wonderful Life. Author's notes: Okay, so for those of you who have read Checkmate, every time I wrote anything about Tony and Phil (before Sigyn) I just wanted to fuck the platonicness of it and have them get together.
I did not, though, so I made this to suit my needs. I Will Protect You. There was a pre-arranged signal.
Every time one of Tony's team-mates ran a finger down his back while they were all in the common area, he knew what was going to happen that night; and depending on who it was, he now knew how to prepare himself. Sure, he didn't resist the first month. The Avengers was comprised of six of the hottest people Tony had ever met (including himself), not to mention they were wicked powerful. A god, a super-soldier, the world's best marksman, an assassin, and the cutest damn genius he'd ever had the pleasure to work with.
The way Bruce whispered mathematical formulae as he restrained the Hulk long enough to take Tony from behind… It gave him shivers to think about it. Or it used to. By the end of the fifth week of being had by at least one of his new housemates nearly every night, Tony was kind of feeling used. So he offered himself up to them, one by one. Or they used to be. By the end of summer, Tony was… not bored. Lost Halves. Yes I know what you think "Another story while the others aren't even finished yet?
" YES! I couldn't resist and believe me I tried but this story just wouldn't leave me alone no matter how hard I tried! Br / BUT I already finished the first five chapters and I'm currently writing on six(I will try to post a new one every week). To everyone that reads my other story 'AES Assemble': I'm so sorry but as I already said this wouldn't leave me alone and because of this story I can't find the right ideas for chapter 3 of AES Assemble. I hope you can forgive me and still give this story a chance, hopefully you will like it! Chapter 1: "My name? He had been around four when Maria Stark had found him in her private garden. Maria Stark, always a gentle soul, approached the child that shouldn't be here – in a garden that was located on a private property far away from the next bigger city – and kneeled before the confused looking boy.