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Dropping the books on the table, Tony sighed, "Okay, pass these around. They are important." Flipping through his copy, Sam's head was filled with questions. What the fuck? "Tony, what is this?" Waving a hand, Tony turns to the hologram presenting the words, 'Peter Parker Rulebook for dummies'. He said, "What is says on the tin. Pepper and I are leaving in a few minutes and Happy and May are off frolicking and doing things that I refuse to think about. As such, you, the Avengers, will be tasked with the important mission of handling Peter Parker." or: Tony Stark has a guidebook to Peter Parker. Here are the first 100 rules.

(This fic contains NO SPOILERS for Endgame) SUMMARY: Tony is sitting on his ass, trying to catch his breath in the dust of an alien planet when the Avengers take their vote. It goes as expected.

Sono passati sei mesi dalla Guerra Civile quando Tony trova Steve seduto nel suo complesso. Ha parecchie cose da ridire all'uomo. (Essenzialmente quello che dice la descrizione. Tony urla contro gli Avengers/Steve per come lo hanno trattato, e poi se ne va per divertirsi ed essere apprezzato dai suoi nuovi amici, i Guardiani.)

The Avengers are broken, but with the impending doom of Thanos the Mad Titan they will have to reunite to fight for the universe. But the past keeps on coming up to choke them. How will they work together when they don't even understand each other? A/N isn't a WTM fic or the first 10 chapters or so.

What happens when Loki, God of Mischief, sets eyes on Tony Stark’s one and only niece, (Y/n) Stark? With the ability to control darkness, you made the cut and were promoted from an Agent of SHIELD to an Avenger a few months after the Battle of New York, and the last thing on your— and everyone else’s mind— was that THE Loki Laufeyson was to join the team. A battle of Foos, a begrudging team-up, and an understanding of minds can lead to all sorts of things. I don't own any Marvel characters, or you.