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delicatebarness · 3 months

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bring him home | prologue

Summary: A revisit, back to where it all went wrong, when The Mad Titan finally did it himself.

Warning: MCU Spoilers, mainly Infinity War. Avengers: Infinity War contains extended, intense sequences of violence and peril. Swearing.

Word Count: 1791

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A/N: I thought this was longer to be honest, I have split it up into four named parts. However, it just mainly a recap of Avengers: Infinity War with some rewrites to fit the reader into the story.

Tags: @crazyforbarnes | @whiminiferous | @armystay89 | @bucky-just-needs-love

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The Children of Thanos.

It was a typical spring day, the farmers market in Greenwich Village was blooming. Flowers, fruits, vegetables, all the colours were so vibrant. Walking past a fruit stall, you can’t help but smile when you notice the plums. If only he could have been here with you, pick out some for your fruit bowl in the home you created together. But, no, it couldn’t be done. Not yet anyway.

You carried on your morning walk around the city, daydreaming of what may be. You smiled and waved at locals, and took photos with anyone who asked. “Miss Stark! Welcome!” You knew the city loved you. The child of a genius, a superhero. They adored your father for what he created, they adored you for who you are. The kind, empathetic daughter of Tony Stark.

You stopped just by the end of a stall and pulled out a flip phone, but still no messages. Suddenly, a non-forecasted breeze began to pick up. And, fast. Before you knew it, the plums from earlier began to roll past you in the street. Intuitively, you tapped your chest and allowed the nanotechnology to cover your entire body. Pink and gold wrapped around you perfectly as you rushed to help stop stalls flying, catching pushed-over citizens.

“Friday? Where’s my dad currently?” You called to the AI within your suit while pulling an elderly man back up onto his feet, guiding him to a nearby cafe where other pedestrians have taken safety. A blue digital map appears on the holographic display with the location of your dad. 177A Bleecker Street. Not far, you thought to yourself.

Finally, you reached the address Friday had given you. You burst through the front door of the place, releasing your head gear the moment you notice your dad.

“Dad! Bruce? You might want to get out here and see this!” You didn’t stay to see if they were following, you ran out as quickly as you ran in. Making your way towards the source of wind and destruction, you continued to help fallen citizens.

You fight your hardest to keep Bruce safe, you don’t understand what is happening with him and Hulk but that was their issue, all you could do was protect them both.

“Wong, you’re invited to my wedding.” Watching your dad fly up to reach Peter and the ship, you began to thrust your reactors to follow his lead. “No, I need you on Earth.” His voice echoed through your comms, you tried to argue back with him but he knew what your argument would be and he didn’t want to hear it. “Now, Y/N, please.”

Just like that, you were back on the ground standing with Bruce, watching him pick up your dad’s burner from the ground.

“Bruce?” He looked up at you, seeing how your eyes were fixed on the phone.

“Yeah, kid?”

“Call Steve.”

Brother.

After Bruce had called Steve, you both headed back to the compound and explained the situation to Rhodey. You frantically start to move things around the holographic screens trying anything to locate Vision.

“Hey, Steve’s on his way, it’s okay.” Bruce came over trying to calm you down, he knew that look on your face. It was the same face Tony pulled when he was focused and lost in it.

“He’s the closest thing I have to a brother, I need to find him, Bruce.” Picking up your phone, you tried to call him, you tried Wanda too, but no answer,

“Tony said-“ Bruce pointed to an error on the holographic, referring back to when your dad explained Vision couldn’t be located.

“My dad doesn’t know shit, Bruce.” You continued to go over everything on the screen, hearing only mumbles from Rhodey in the other room. You’re too fixated on the screens to realise they weren’t just his. Until the movement of Bruce walking out catches your eye.

“This is awkward.” Sam! You close the screens down and rush out to where Bruce is now standing. Steve, Natasha, Sam, Wanda and Vision. They all are here standing in the compound once again.

“Vis?” You gasp as you notice he is limping, being held up by Sam and Wanda. “Come on, let’s get you fixed up.” You relieve Sam from his duty and help Wanda get Vision back into the office to rest. Passing, you make eye contact with Steve, and exchange a look that only has meaning between you two.

“We have to destroy it.” That one sentence made you stop thinking and trying to understand. A quick “What?!” escaped as you glared at your android brother. You knew that if that stone got destroyed, especially while still in Vision's head then he’d be destroyed too. Vision and Wanda began the conversation about her being the one to do it, you couldn’t help but feel for them both. On one side, your brother is asking your best friend to kill him. On the other, your best friend was being asked to do the impossible.

You listened, it was all you could do, to the discussion further. Bruce explains that it isn’t just the stone that makes Vision, Vision. It’s Jarvis and Ulton. Your dad, Bruce and the Stone. Even, you. The discussion led to carrying out a procedure to remove the stone while keeping Vision exactly how he is. All they needed was someone able and a place to do it.

Once again, you and Steve exchanged looks. He grabbed your hand and squeezed it with a nod.

“I know somewhere.”

Wakanda.

You sensed a sort of thrill flying into Wakanda, you’ve admired the entire country and its technology since finding out about its existence. You also admired how welcoming, understanding and extremely helpful they have been in keeping your not-so-little secret. You sighed in relief as you edged closer to the kingdom, knowing soon you’d be the safest you have ever been in your life.

You look over at Vision sending him a hopeful smile. Knowing first-hand how incredibly smart Shuri is, you know your brother is in safe hands. That's what Wakanda meant to you. Safety. Protection. He reached out, squeezing your hand. He knew you were deep down terrified of something happening to him, you are his big sister after all.

“Whatever happens -“ he began, you stopped him giving him a ‘do not say another word’ look.

“It’s going to work. It HAS to work.” You emphasised you couldn’t think of any alternative. Not when it was his life on the line. You already couldn’t get a hold of your dad or Pete. Vision was not leaving as well.

When you landed in Wakanda, everyone made their way off the jet but you held back for a moment. You double-checked yourself in the mirror, noting your puffy eyes from the tiredness from fighting, flying and mind-blowing experience yet, you smiled. What waited for you outside of the jet would make it okay.

“A semi-stable, 100-year-old man.” You heard his voice as you started walking down from the jet. You watched as Steve went in for a hug with an old friend, Bucky’s eyes caught yours as he finished the embrace.

“James!” You exclaimed as you ran towards him, jumping to wrap your legs around his waist, his arms tightening around your back. He held you as close as he possibly could.

“Hey Doll.” He whispered as started to place a soft kiss on your cheek, taking in your scent. Neither of you noticed the glances from your fellow heroes.

As everyone begins to gather outside, you give Vision a reassuring look as you decide to wait outside with Bucky and Sam. You talk together about the journey, Buck’s new arm that you helped Shuri design on your private trips to Wakanda.

Suddenly, the defence shield around Wakanda destroys a vessel that tries to enter the atmosphere. You felt your boyfriend’s left arm wrap around your waist, it felt strange for a moment as you grew used to always having the right one around you.

“God, I love this place.” You watched his smile as the three of you looked up at the explosion the shield had protected you from.

No Goodbye.

You fought your way towards Thanos, dodging his attacks and shooting blasts. If it wasn’t for that one stone, the wizard's stupid green glowing stone freezing you in a stance, you could have prevented it all.

You watched frozen unable to move, scream, or cry as Wanda, your best friend, destroyed a part of your brother that was currently keeping him alive. You watched as his body turned grey, falling to the floor. Then, before you knew it, you watched him come back to life only for Thanos to kill him again only this time. He forced the stone out of Vision's head, leaving a hole the size of a fist in his head.

You saw everything. Your friends and family are lying on the ground, defeated. Your best friend is devastated holding onto your brother’s lifeless body. Your eyes searched everywhere for Bucky, your internal thoughts screaming his name in search of him. Then, you saw Thor coming down with force and an axe, but, he was too late and went for the heart.

The second Thanos left, you fell to the ground, rushing to Vision’s body.

“Vis?” You screamed at his body, shaking it to wake him up. “Come on, Vis! Get up!” Wanda grabbed you, shaking you until you looked at her. You both collapsed into each other arms over Vision's body.

“Steve?” His voice, he was okay. You dropped Wanda’s embrace for a second to look over at the man you fell in love with. Before you had fully stood to run to him, he just disappeared.

“James!” Screaming his name as you hastily ran towards the spot he disappeared from. Steve caught you in his arms before you could fall to the floor. “James!!” You kept screaming, looking around frantically thinking it was just the light playing mind games with you. Placing both of his hands against your cheeks, Steve forced you to look him in the eyes, reminding you to breathe. “Where’d he go, Steve?”

“I don’t -“ he began before you pushed him away, you had watched the rest of the world disappearing in the reflection of his eyes. “Y/N?” He called as you ran to where your best friend had once been sitting comforting you.

You turned back to face Steve, Bruce, Thor and Natasha. Your face soaked from the tears that would not stop flowing. It had been hours, who knows how many since you last heard from your dad or Pete, now, you’ve lost Wanda, Vision and Bucky.

“They’re all gone.”

#bucky barnes #white wolf #falcon and the winter soldier #james bucky barnes #catws #the winter soldier #winter soldier #bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #bucky x you #bucky barnes x reader #x reader #dad!tony stark x daughter!reader #tony stark x reader #bucky fic #bucky fanfic #james bucky buchanan barnes #the avengers #infinity war

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jemgirl86 · 2 months

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You know what? February is over, but I like this graphic lol, so I might just finish this fic anyway. Also, like tbh, approximately 5 people read my fics, so does it really matter when I post something lol. Anywho, here’s a snippet:

He’d borrowed Sam’s old engagement ring from Riley out of his sock drawer. It had felt more than a little sacrilegious, and if he hadn’t been the most lapsed former altar boy in the world, he might’ve said ten Hail Marys afterwards, but all he’d ended up doing was begging Rhodey to accompany him on the search for a perfect ring.

Rhodey wasn’t his biggest fan, but he was Sam’s best friend — well, besides Bucky and Sarah… and maybe Misty, but she was also Sam’s ex, so Bucky’s pettiness wouldn’t allow him to include her — so he agreed to help Bucky procure the perfect ring. It had taken an afternoon of running around to a ridiculous amount of stores, and an even more ridiculous amount of money, but Bucky had eventually purchased a ring that they both thought would fit Sam’s style perfectly, without being a direct copy of the ring he’d received from Riley.

#sambucky #snippet #i might finish this she says #like she doesn’t have half a dozen things to finish lol #also: really how many proposal fics do i need to write lol

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moontheoretist · 9 months

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Civil War as an Autistic Showdown

I just realized that me relating to Steve when it comes to my past awful behavior and beliefs that he also displays in the movies is a direct result of autistic traits. More specifically, the so-called “strong autistic sense of justice” that isn’t a “sense of justice” per se, but in essence it’s an idea of “what we perceive as justice” or “what we perceive as unfair” which can be on point or can be completely screwed into very bad direction.

I was taking the idea that Steve is autistic under consideration all along, but now, when I noticed several autistic people talking about our sense of justice not meaning we are always right or morally good, gave me the confidence that I wasn’t wrong in my approach to that trait. I used to be a bigoted person. I used to be an abuser who didn’t even know they were abusing people, because abuse was so normal to me due to my family giving me an idea that abuse is care that it was just hard to notice that me trying to police other people out of “care” in order to make them fit better with the society and struggle less was just abuse. I also had an inflated ego and sense of myself. From one side I saw myself as humble and mediocre, but from the other side I saw myself as someone who was very close to being perfect and working for becoming the perfectly good person.

Spoiler: I wasn’t. And I can see the same behavior in Steve. That’s why I’m so critical of him. Because I went through all this bullshit before, and I know that he isn’t right, that he needs to change. The issue is that to snap out of it is not so easy. People just telling you that what you do is bad when you strongly believe that what you do is just, will simply mean that you will dismiss everybody until the time your brain is ready to accept that you were doing wrong all along.

And that can take years without any strong wake-up call like the one Tony got in Iron Man 1. Tony went years doing bad things and either not realizing or not caring that he did bad things, because as far as he knew he was doing something just and fair as it was what his father and Obadiah taught him. That making weapons and selling them is just because it protects the country and its soldiers (Rhodey being a military man himself and his belief that they need Tony’s weapons only reinforced it), and it doesn’t matter what anybody else says.

Tony was lucky to get the wake-up call, even thought what happened to him was horrific, and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. Still, he needed that wake-up call. He needed to shift the paradigm and realize that he was in the wrong. Steve also needs that, but despite many opportunities in the MCU, Steve never actually got a proper wake-up call. Fall of SHIELD was one of those opportunities, but for reasons established before in the First Avenger, instead of waking him up, it only radicalized him more and convinced him more that what he believes was right and that everything else is wrong. The Civil War arc was another moment like this. After what happened in Leipzig (Rhodey’s injury) and in Siberia, he should have realized that what he believes is not entirely right, but MCU never allows him to. Then another opportunity was Infinity War just after Avengers lost to Thanos and realized how truly hopeless they all were, and once again he doesn’t realize that he was in the wrong, because after Endgame he comes back to his past, which to him is a safe space, where he is always right, nobody except Peggy or Bucky challenges him and even when Peggy does, she is always on his side, while Bucky is no longer there to be a pain in his ass (not to mention that MCU abandoned Bucky’s initial role as pushback to Steve’s idiocy from the first scenes of the First Avenger and made him into another yes man). So yeah, I guess we can see Civil War as a War between two autistic men, from which only one realized that their “sense of justice” was screwed.

That this trait isn’t some magical superpower to spot bullshit.

That it can be as good as it can be bad.

#mcu critical #mcu meta #mcu steve rogers critical #mcu tony stark #mcu steve rogers #autistic tony stark #autistic steve roggers #strong sense of justice #autism traits

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winterinhimring · 1 month

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Random tumblr ask! What's a movie opinion you've always wanted to share?

OK, so this has been sitting around for actual AGES (sorry!), but I finally remembered a movie opinion that I think is worth writing up, and that is:

Captain America: Civil War is SO GOOD. I complain a lot about how modern movies cause drama between characters who have no reason to fight or create tension through miscommunication between characters who really should know better, but that critique DOES NOT apply to CA:CW. The conflict in this movie fits perfectly with the characters' established traits and history and grows naturally out of their differing personal histories. I'm Team Cap, always and forever, but Tony's position is just a natural part of his character arc as Steve's is, and even though I disagree with him, I still find his position sympathetic and understandable. (Steve has trusted the government or its organisations multiple times, and each time he's been let down -- sometimes by evil men in hiding, sometimes by good men who are doing their best; of course he's not going to trust new government oversight that nobody consulted him about! Tony starts out as an almost completely irresponsible character and in each movie he gradually takes more responsibility for his actions, and now he's gotten to the point of seeking accountability, which is a GOOD THING but gets twisted by circumstances.) Every single relationship in this movie had real thought put into it, even the ones between "side characters" like Rhodey and Sam. It's not just a good superhero movie, it's a good movie, period. I watched it five times in the theatres because I wanted to take all my friends to see it, and on rewatch, eight years later, it still holds up.

#asked and answered #pococurantesupremediety #captain america: civil war #marvel #steve rogers #captain america #winter says things

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csolarstorm · 9 months

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The Secret Invasion Finale, The Bloated MCU, and the Hollywood Strikes

Well, that was the minimum Marvel could have done to close out "Secret Invasion". Because it was a short episode. A short episode ending a short series. But at least the stage is set for Captain America: Brave New World. I mean, The Marvels. Oh, also Armor Wars. And MI-13, I guess?

Why is everything in the MCU setup now?! C'mon Marvel, finish the arc in front of you before you start a new one! You still haven't started Young Avengers after introducing like a dozen potential members!

Sonya Falsworth finally got her moment. She turned out to be...more setup for a future project! *looks it up* MI-13? British Avengers? Why, Marvel Studios?

Should've known. Valentina cameo'd in two projects and played a "role" in Wakanda Forever, and she's still a blank slate. At least Falsworth had a fun scene where she tortured a guy. Wait.

Is the MCU horrible? I mean, like, ethically.

Marvel Studios did a big disservice to this series. This show had a few of the best written scenes in the MCU, and I doubt that these same writers wanted to write scenes like General "I like dogs better" Gravik blaming Fury for making him kill humans, or Fury simply asking Vaara to "take him back" without any explanation after the heartbreaking finality of their shootout in Beloved.

The whole premise of the Skrulls blaming Fury for abandoning them for SABER never worked, because SABER is a space station. Where Fury works with more Skrulls. A breakdown in communication here does not make any sense. This plotline where Fury apparently avoided Talos and the Skrulls counsel makes no sense.

What makes more sense is that Fury and the Skrulls were working for each other's best interests on SABER, and that's how he found out that the Kree were open to peace talks. This show doesn't mesh with the arc it's supposed to continue.

The MCU opted to humanize Skrulls. They wanted to avoid the trope of the sinister bodysnatcher because of its roots in the Red Scare and antisemitism.

The problem is, they also wanted a Secret Invasion project, so they needed to have their cake and eat it too. This show is at it's best when it's completely ignoring the bodysnatcher plot and instead talking with confused, grieving refugees who just want to live as themselves. The writers didn't want to do a bodysnatcher plot. They avoided or discounted almost every convention of the genre. The only instance of a Skrull replacing a main character came at the cost of the characterization of the Skrull themselves.

Honestly, the show should have been about Fury and Rhodey (the real one) falling victim to paranoia, causing them to fear the Skrulls and each other. Just like that Twilight episode where a blackout turns a whole neighborhood against each other. Make it a show about the dangers of xenophobia and how it can destroy friendships and alliances.

There are tons of great alternative pitches for the show like this, but when it came down to it, Marvel Studios clearly wanted a specific story with clear villains and most importantly, an Avenger replaced with a Skrull like in the comics. And I think they cut up what was probably a perfectly good script to make it fit the formula.

Marvel Studios does not have it together. Disney does not have it together. The big studios do not have it together. This show is a perfect example of why we need to support the Writers and Actors strikes. The creative talent should not have to pay for the management blunders of the streaming wars. Support the writers, the actors, and especially the effects teams, even though they're not unionized and can't strike, which is a whole other ethical issue. Support the WGA and the SAG-AFTRA strikes!

The MCU wasn't ready for a Secret Invasion plotline. Marvel Studios wasn't invested in adapting the actual comic. But they still shoehorned it in there for more content, inevitably making headaches for their writers, their effects artists, and probably their actors too. And the intro used AI.

You used to be cool, Marvel Studios.

#Secret Invasion #MCU #Marvel Studios #SAG-AFTRA #WGA Strike #Writer's Strike #Marvel #Skrulls #Nick Fury #Marvel Cinematic Universe #actors strike #pay your writers #pay your actors #pay your effects artists

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khalixascorner · 1 year

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Say it Loud(er) Epilogue

Summary: When Tony goes before the Senate to protest an inhumane amendment to the Superhero Accountability Act, he doesn't mean to admit he loves Spider-Man on live CSPAN. Rather than recant his statement, Tony rolls with the punches and declares them married too. Now he just has to let Peter know before the press gets their hands on him.

Tags: Accidental Marriage, Public Confessions, no literally, it's mostly fluff with a little bit of spice right at the end.

Fill for Marvel Trumps Hate 2022

Read on AO3 Here Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

“You ready, Tones?” Rhodey asked, and Tony checked his suit in the mirror one last time.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m ready,” Tony said, throwing a grin at his friend. “And we get real pictures this time too.”

“You get a whole ass real wedding this time,” Rhodey retorted. “Nice of T’Challa to host it for you too.”

“Peter did ask for the trip to Wakanda and a honeymoon,” Tony said.

“I still can’t believe you invited Secretary Ross,” Rhodey scoffed, turning to check his own appearance one last time.

“Hey if it weren’t for the man being a greedy short sighted bigot, who knows how long it would have taken for us to get our shit together,” Tony said with a laugh. “Plus, there was no way T’Challa would let him within 100 miles of Wakanda.”

Rhodey started to respond, only to get interrupted as Happy stuck his head in.

“Alright gentlemen, let's go,” Happy said. “Don’t want to keep the bride waiting.”

“If he hears you say that and takes offense, don’t expect me to protect you,” Tony teased. “He’s stronger than me and I don’t have my other suit.”

“It’ll be fine,” Happy said with a scoff. “Kid still owes me for driving him around when he was a twerp.”

“That’s my fiance you’re talking about, Hogan,” Tony warned, and Happy just held up his hands while muttering.

“Alright, alright, enough stalling, let's go,” Rhodey said, pushing Tony towards the door.

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Soon enough Tony was standing at the front of a small crowd, Rhodey and Happy at his side, while T’Challa stood in front of a vibrant tapestry.

Ned and MJ walked down the short aisle first, taking their places on T’Challa’s other side. Then the music changed. It wasn’t a traditional bridal march and was probably more suited to the epic scenes found in Peter’s favorite movies, but as the music built, Tony couldn’t imagine anything more fitting for a pair of heroes.

His first look at Peter stole his breath away. The suit was perfectly tailored, hugging Peter’s body like a glove. It was a beautiful blue, reminiscent of his other suit, with a red shirt and gold vest. It was also a not so subtle nod to their colors.

May walked Peter down the aisle and Tony smiled as she pulled Peter into a hug before turning to Tony.

“You hurt him, and they’ll never find the body,” she told him, smiling pleasantly as she placed Peter’s hand in his.

“Don’t worry, Friday will help you hide the body and Peter gets everything when I die,” Tony replied honestly. May nodded, her eyes already suspiciously wet as she moved to her seat.

Tony took both of Peter’s hands in his and gave his fiance an encouraging look as they turned to T’Challa.

“Thank you all for being here today,” T’Challa said. “We have come together to witness the marriage of Anthony Stark and Peter Stark. Well, the second marriage, rather.”

The audience chuckled and Tony rolled his eyes as T’Challa continued.

“Love is a precious thing, as is family, so there is no greater joy than celebrating a love shared between two people and the joining that will grow their families in turn,” T’Challa said. “Now, the couple has written their own vows, so I think we shall leave it to them. Anthony?”

Tony’s heart was pounding in his chest as he turned towards Peter again. He had written his vows probably a dozen times, and yet, he found himself throwing away the metaphorical notecards again.

“You know, I wrote a lot of drafts for my vows,” Tony said with a chuckle. “I wanted them perfect. But I’m a mechanic, not a poet, and honestly, there aren’t words enough in the whole universe to encapsulate how much I love you. And the truth is- well, the truth is I plan to spend however much time I have left on this planet doing my best to make sure you’re happy, healthy, and cared for. So I’ll be here, no matter what. Whether you’re sick or exhausted or excited, it doesn’t matter. I want to be by your side through all of it.”

“You know, for a second, I thought you were gonna say I am Iron Man,” Peter teased with a sniffle when Tony paused.

“The thought did cross my mind,” Tony teased back before his face became serious again. “I want you to know, Pete, that you’re it for me. For as long as you’ll have me, I’m yours and I hope you’ll still consent to being mine.”

“Of course, I still consent,” Peter said, rolling his eyes. Then the younger man took a deep breath. “I don’t have any fancy vows either, but I can promise you this: I promise to be loyal and true, to always have your back, and to never give up on us so long as you’re willing to try too. I’ll stay by your side, even when you’re old and grey. Well, more grey.”

Peter gave Tony a watery smile and he squeezed Peter’s hands reassuringly. He knew how much it scared Peter to think about losing him and maybe it was selfish, but Tony wanted all of the years he could get at Peter’s side.

“But most of all, I plan to spend every day loving you, for as much time as we’re gifted together,” Peter said as a few tears slipped down the younger man’s face.

Tony lifted up his hand to gently wipe them away then turned his attention to T’Challa. When it was time to exchange the rings, Rhodey pulled the custom set from his pocket. Friday had ordered their original set, and while she had gotten them functional ones, Tony had wanted something a little more them.

The rings were made of blacked vibranium with a nanite ring in the center, coded to look like a starry sky in deep space. Before Peter, Tony would have said he never wanted to look too closely at the stars again, but Peter had followed him to space and had stayed by his side after everything. So when the younger man had grandly proclaimed that his love for Tony was greater than all of the universe, it had stuck.

Peter gasped as he got a good look at it. Tony smiled softly, glad that he had managed to keep these a surprise after all.

“Not that I intend to let you forget but just in case, all you have to do is look down to remember that you’re my whole universe and I can’t imagine not having you by my side,” Tony murmured. Then he handed the other box to Peter.

“I love you more than there are stars in the sky, and I’ll follow you to the ends of the universe,” Peter promised as he slid the ring on Tony’s finger.

T’Challa smiled and declared them husbands. Tony drew Peter in, pressing their lips together with all of the tenderness and love he had.

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The rest of the night passed in a blur, and all Tony could remember was smiling so hard his face hurt as he realized that Peter was finally his husband for real this time and he didn’t have to give him back.

When he told Peter this, the younger man just laughed.

“I’ve always been yours, Tony,” Peter said, his eyes filled with love. “You just didn’t realize it yet.”

#khalixa writes #starker #tony stark/peter parker #tony stark x peter parker #marvel trumps hate

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iam93percentstardust · 7 months

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Hello bestie!! Let’s have some fun 🤩

What fic do you want to ramble about? Tell me everything you love about it and all the behind the scenes stuff that we didn’t get to see.

If you could write an AU of one of your fics, what would it be?

What’s a story that you wrote that pushed you out of your comfort zone?

Fun! Reward for finishing grading! No longer having to look at the hopelessness of my students' assignment!!!!!

Ah, this is a mistake because I can (and have) gone on for several pages with behind the scenes stuff. Alas! The fic I want to talk about hasn't been published yet so I will find something else to talk about instead. Let's go with the high school AU hmm? Firstly, the amount of background information that went into this series is extensive. Most of it never even makes it into the fics, but I have the class schedules and clubs for every single student in the AU, teacher schedules for all of the classes, and miniature biographies for all of the main characters tucked away in a folder. All of this is worldbuilding that I worked on for close to three months before finally sitting down to write Invisible in January. The high school AU is one that has been sitting in the back of my mind since I first started thinking about the Alle's version series because it was so obvious to me what I was going to write with the cardigan/august/betty song cycle right from the start. At the same time, though, there was Miss Americana, which felt like a high school AU as well, but I feel like it's a concept I've already seen over and over again in the stevetony fandom, so I wasn't sure I wanted to write it. Then I was thinking about Natasha as a background character in the high school AU, maybe as Tony's sister, while I was watching CATFA, happened to look up while Bucky was talking about taking the girls out dancing and immediately went there's my Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince. And from there, the idea of twelve fics spanning ten relationships and four years just fell into place. The hardest fic to come up with was the one from the Evermore album. Thor and Bruce had just kind of... landed in that spot because everyone else fit an album so perfectly from Peter/Harley/MJ fitting into Debut to Pepper/Rhodey fitting Midnights. I felt kind of bad honestly about Thor and Bruce being slotted into Evermore just because it was the last album, but I didn't know where else to put them! And then it was even worse because I kept listening to the album multiple times, hoping to find a song that would jump out at me like this is the song for Thor and Bruce, but nothing was coming to mind other than gold rush, which I wasn't 100% sold on since I felt like it was also a very stevetony song. I did eventually come up with a plot that made me happy enough with gold rush that I no longer felt like I was just cramming them together, but it was definitely a process.

Alright, so straight up AU, I'm gonna go alllllll the way back to one of the very first fics I ever posted and say Brewed Awakening because I'd love to see a version of this fic where almost everything is the same but Tony is also secretly Iron Man and so there's some bonus identity porn thrown into the mix on top of Steve being secretly Captain America. So far as a different POV, I'd love to go back and do Steve's POV of All Too Well. It's a rough fic, and we only get Tony's perspective of the whole thing, and I think getting to explore what Steve was thinking during both his first relationship with Tony and then during his second when they had both matured would be a lot of fun.

I write a lot of things that push me out of my comfort zone, but this time I'm gonna go with Your Darkened Eyes. At the time, I'd never really written dark characters before. I had Hoist the Colors and Spoils of War, but those were both more dark-ish than they were actually dark characters. But with Your Darkened Eyes, I introduced this much darker version of Steve, who saw nothing wrong with seducing an underage Tony and then seducing his married counterpart as well, along with heavily implying that he had originally shown up with the intention of killing MCU Steve, and it was just a lot of fun for me to experiment with and step out of my comfort zone from my usual fluff and misunderstandings.

#alle answers #thanks for the ask friend!

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theladybarnes · 2 years

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READY TO COMPLY - CHAPTER FIVE: THE ARREST

“I'm the bad guy, duh. I'm only good at being bad, bad”

▸ summary: looks like the cats coming out of the bag ▸ characters: bucky barnes, steve rogers, sam wilson, ft t’challa and james rhodey ▸ word count: 4,376 ▸ warnings: semi-fluff, angst, ▸ series masterlist

Things had started to feel a little more normal a while after Bucky tried to leave. So it only made sense for the universe to come in and mess it all up again.

“Darling,” said a gravelly voice. “You need to wake up.” The feeling of Bucky’s warm lips pressed against your neck was enough to stir you up. Causing you to stretch and reach out for his body. It’s not until you felt the cool fabric of his jacket that you peeked your eyes open to find that he was already dressed for the day.

“Where are you going?” You whined, moving your face to tuck into the crook of his neck. Breathing in the scent of his body wash. His gloved hands rubbed against your exposed skin, bringing you to shiver from the opposite temperatures.

While his own face was buried into your neck, you could still feel the way his stubble rubbed against you when he smiled. “I figured I’d go to the street market and pick up a couple of things..”

“You mean you’re going to get food because I'm all out?”

“Well..” he dragged out, making you laugh a bit. Pushing at his shoulders, you watched as his face came into view. Pieces of his hair tickled against your cheeks as he hovered over you. He’s leaned back down to press his lips against yours before you say anything else. Making you hum happily against his plump lips. It’s after he’s pulled back, earning a pout from you, that you soak in his outfit. Today he happened to be wearing your favorite shirt on him. It was the same one he wore on your first date, and honestly, it fit him perfectly.

“You do know I'm all out because of you.”

He smirked at your response. “I guess it’s good that I’m going to get more.”

Nodding your head, you leaned on your elbows, using the lift to graze your lips against his. Not having enough of him for the day. He happily pressed back against you, making your heart beat pick up. “I’ll be back soon.” He murmured against your lips, nuzzling a bit with his nose. “Till then, you can rest up here.”

“Lord knows I need it after last night.” The ache between your legs was evident enough but there was still a lingering exhaustion that you had. “I didn’t think watching one movie would get you going like that.” You teased falling against the sheets. The pinky shade you loved on him instantly flushed over his cheeks.

“God, I was curious about ONE modern thing and you won’t let it go.”

Ignoring your grabby hands towards him, he continued climbing off the bed, turning to reach for his keys before you called out to him. “Bring me back some fruit, pervert!” You teased, watching as he waved you off. The sound of the front door locking up behind him is all that you hear for the next couple of minutes.

As much as you’d have liked to stay in bed all day, there were some emails to check over and you knew you needed to desperately pick up around the place. Bucky completely distracted you the night before. So after a very warm and refreshing shower, you turned on your laptop, ready to respond back to Sam’s interesting email about his date when all of a sudden the alarms on your notifications went off.

Multiple missed calls and texts began to alert on your screen, causing you to rush over to your bedside for your phone. You had turned off the alerts from the night before, wanting some time away from work. But judging by the amount of texts and phone calls you missed just this morning, it was turning into a bad idea.

Before you even have the chance to click on Tony’s contact, he’s calling your phone again. “Tony?” You answered, worried why he was up so early.

“God damn it, kid. If you don’t give me your location right now, I’m sending the whole damn army to find you!”

“Whoa!” You gasped, putting him on speaker to activate your connection to FRIDAY. “Why are you panicking? What’s going on?”

“Have you not seen the news? Have you not read my texts or emails? I’ve been trying to reach you all damn day!”

Keeping the phone on, you rushed to your laptop, trying to figure out which link to open first. Tony, from wherever he was now, hacked onto your computer screen for you to pull up footage of some sort of bombing accident.

“Tony, what the hell am I looking at?”

“Are you serious?” The image zoomed in towards the supposed assailant. “Recognize the face?”

The blood in your body ran cold. On the screen, be it only a few seconds, was Bucky leaving the scene of the crime. “That can’t be right...” you whispered, looking at the date and time. He was here, at home, with you! The whole night you were asleep. He couldn’t have gone all the way to Vienna. It was impossible..

You’re almost lost in the video feed when Tony shouts out your name. “..please tell me this isn’t your location.”

Tearing your eyes away from the repeating image on screen, you look down at the phone in your hands. “Tony, what’s going on?”

“Your location shows me that it’s the same building a swarm of GSG 9 agents are about to charge into. You need to get out of there now!”

“Oh God.” You gasped, getting up from your seat. “I’ve gotta go, I need to get Bucky!” You panicked, reaching for your coat and keys.

“Sprout..what have you gotten yourself into..?”

“I’m sorry, Tony. I can’t let them take him!”

Ignoring the sounds of your brother’s protesting, you leave behind all your electronics, knowing that if you’re going to get Bucky out of the area, you’d have to find a way to block Tony’s tracking.

Locking up your apartment, you’re suddenly filled with sadness at the home you’d be leaving behind. But home wasn’t just a place for you anymore. It was with Bucky, and if you didn’t get him out of there, he’d be taken from you for good.

Just when you were about to get on the elevator to go down, you remembered Bucky’s go bag. Despite the fact that he tried to use it a while ago, you both agreed that having one wasn’t exactly a bad idea. In this case, the spare cash and a few items he collected would be a good idea.

There was an echo of footsteps that were heard from the stairs below. It could either be the agents that Tony was talking about or a neighbor. You didn’t have time to invest as you pushed your way into Bucky’s apartment. “Bucky?! Are you back? We need to get-“

The words die from your mouth instantly. Because standing in the middle of Bucky’s apartment was none other than Steve Rogers.

It feels like forever that the two of you stare at each other. The anxiety that had built up in your stomach before turned into something close to guilt as you looked at the hurt that spread over his face.

“Scout..” he whispered, stunned to see you there at all. “You knew..this whole time. You knew where he was..”

There’s no proper words that come to mind. This wasn’t anything you were prepared to see and you were honestly worried about bigger things than to pacify Steve right now.

“What are you doing here?..”

Licking your lips, you shake your head, staring down at your hands now to avoid the burning glare he had towards you. “Steve,” you sighed, “We don’t have time to talk about this.” He winced a bit at that before you went on. “Bucky’s in trouble and we need to get him out of here. Now.”

“Oh really? You don’t think now is a good time to talk about the fact that you’ve been here with Bucky for what? For how long? Do you even know what’s happened?!”

Your silence is enough to make him scoff at you, turning around to face away and look through the apartment. It feels like another long minute of silence passes before you could hear the light voice of someone talking to Steve in his ear. That’s when you feel him come up behind you.

Bucky, who seemed to think the same way you did, came back to his apartment. The tension of the room was thick enough that Bucky protectively pushed you to stand behind him now. Watching over at Steve quietly as you reached out to hold onto his hand.

Feeling the presence of a new person, Steve turned around. Looking immediately at his former friend. “Do you know me?”

“You’re Steve.” Bucky said calmly, which was far too calm considering how stiff he stood in front of you. “I read about you in a museum..some I’ve learned from her.” It had been a while since Bucky was so alert to someone near him. Despite you giving information about Steve and even having his own information that he found himself, your boyfriend could not fully grasp the man just yet.

“I know you’re nervous. And you have plenty of reasons to be. But you’re lying.”

You frown over at Steve’s words. Not understanding just what Bucky could be lying about. The words seemed to throw Bucky off as well, considering how he squeezed at your hand.

“I wasn’t in Vienna. I don’t do that anymore.”

Nodding your head, you peek over his shoulder to join in. “Bucky has been with me for months. He hasn’t even left the city let alone the country.” The answer only makes Steve more wary.

“Well, the people who think he did are coming here now. And they’re not planning on taking you alive.”

There’s a dip in your stomach, making you nearly feel sick at the idea of people coming in to kill Bucky. Surely, this couldn’t be happening. There was always the expectancy of HYDRA’s return but never the idea of Bucky being hunted down. While your mind was reeling, Bucky simply nodded at Steve’s reply as if he were giving advice for how to win a game. “That’s smart. Good strategy.”

Giving Steve his back, he momentarily blocks your view of the man as he stares down at you. His expression is calm and loving despite the situation. It's the complete opposite of the worry that’s plastered over yours. “You have to get out of here.” He urged with a kiss to your forehead. “It’s gonna get messy.” he added, moving you towards the window.

Already you’re shaking your head no in protest. “No! Bucky, not without you.”

“They’re coming up the building as we speak, Scout.” Steve interjected, trying to possibly reason with you as well. “You should get out of here.”

At his words the sounds of loud and large footsteps could be heard coming up. With so many agents they caused a thunderous echo to flow in the building. Steve whispered something in his comms, before going to the window and opening it up. Peering out to the sky for a moment before he pulled back. “I got a plan if you trust me.”

“I don’t!” you pointed over at him, earning yourself a pursed frown from the blonde.

Instead of waiting on you, he glanced over Bucky for an answer while you focused on trying to figure a way out. “I can’t let you get hurt.” You whispered, feeling the ache in your chest tighten. “They want to kill you, baby..”

“I won’t get hurt.” You watch as his throat bobbed, he was still nervous despite his reassurance. “But you will if you’re still here by the time they come up.” Looking past you, he nods over at Steve before helping push you towards the blonde.

“Bucky no! Wait, please!” It’s sad how pathetic and desperate you were hanging onto him. But something in your stomach was letting you know this wasn’t going to end well. Just when you’re about to go into fight mode to stick around, he reaches over to force you to look him in the eyes.

“You’ll find me.” He stated, raising a brow at you. It’s what you two always say, and you know it’s to help reassure the both of you of what you’d need to do after this. But even the thought of having to separate nearly breaks your heart.

Pushing out of Steve’s grip momentarily, you reached out to cup at his face, feeling his lips instantly kiss at the palm inside. “I always do.”

Steve, taking that as a cue, pulled you back towards the window. Helping you gently come out onto the balcony. “Where am I supposed to go?” He followed you out, leaning over to check to see if there were agents coming up this side before he spoke in his comms again.

“She’s ready for you, Sam.”

Not realizing what Steve had planned, you let out a small yelp when he reached over to carry you and tip you over the ledge. “When he catches you, try not to flail around, he won’t be able to fly right.”

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING STEVE ROG- AHH!“

The words die out of your throat the moment he chucked you over the building. Letting you fall out into the sky and down towards the ground. The shrill echo of your scream could be heard across the streets.

You’re nearing the bottom, ready for imminent death when suddenly you’re crashed into a hard mass. “I got ya, princess!” Sam huffed, gripping onto your body tightly.

There’s a second where you nearly forget not to flail around his arms before you’re settled into gripping onto Sam’s shoulders. “GET ME THE HELL OUT OF THE SKY!” You shouted, burying your face into your friend's neck. The air was fighting viciously against your face, making it hard to breathe.

“If you’d stop wiggling around I can do that!” He yelled back, gripping onto your body tightly. The feeling of him diving back down is enough to have your eyes squeeze shut. Thankfully it’s not long that he has you set down on the ground.

“We gotta a lot to catch up on, Scout.” Sam panted, looking up at the building. You climb off from his hold to notice that he’s dropped you off at the alley beside your apartment.

“Maybe another time, Sam. We gotta find-“ the sound of glass and yelling could be heard up above. Making the two of you both frown in confusion. “Redwing!” you remind him, making him pull up his arm. The camera view is shaky for a second before it’s focused.

To your relief, you watch as Bucky shoots across the building, landing on the roof of the one next door. “He got away.” You sighed, letting out the breath you had been holding in. The moment you’re about to turn back towards the front of the building, you notice a black blur run across the rooftop and tackle Bucky down. “Who the hell is that?!”

Sam muttered something into his comms, taking a step back to shoot back out. “Wait, Sam! Take me with you, I have to help!”

“Sorry, Princess. You’re grounded. Captain’s orders!”

“SHIT.” you growled, watching your friend shoot back up. It’s the only time you’ve felt so unfortunate for not taking on Tony on getting an iron suit.

“Mrs. Bucky?!” At the opening stood Luca, Anyanna, and what looked like to be their Mother.

“Luca!” You gasped, rushing down the walkway. Tons of other residents of the building stood outside, scared and huddled close as they watched other agents begin to flood in and out of the building.

“What is happening?” Luca asked, looking up at you with big eyes. “They will not let us into our homes.”

“It’s a lot to explain, kid.” You grimaced, not sure how to explain anything. But knowing the mess of the floor they shared with Bucky, you couldn’t help but remember it might not be the safest for them to go up to.

“Does your Mom have a phone on her, Luca?” The young boy turned to his Mother, speaking to her in hushed tones before she gave him a device.

“Mulțumesc! (Thanks!)” you nodded, taking the device and entering in the number you knew you’d need. It’s only a couple of seconds before the line picks up.

“Sprout?” Tony’s voice chimed in.

“Tony, Oh God. Shit has hit the fan. You have to send the Stark Relief now! I got a whole family that’s gonna be on the streets by the time the sun hits.”

“Alright, kid. Help is coming as we speak. Now stick around, I’m gonna send a driver to come get you.”

You glanced over at the crowd, noticing the agents begin to clear out. Soon enough they’d be going after Bucky and attempting to take him down. “I’m sorry, Tony. I’ve gotta go. I have to try and help him.”

“Don’t you dare go after him, kid. I swear to Go-”

Without hearing the rest of his speech, you quickly ended the call and returned the device back to Luca.“There’s going to be someone coming soon, they’re going to get you and your family somewhere to stay tonight and hopefully help fix up the apartment soon. I need you guys to stay here for now, okay?”

“Guck! Da ist sie! (Look! There she is!)” Yelled a gruff voice from behind.

You didn’t get the chance to even peek over your shoulder before a large pair of hands wrapped over your shoulders. Dragging you away from the family without another word.

The poor young children yelled over for you, worried to see the agents taking you away.

“Let me go! You can’t just take me!” Trying to fight back was useless when the majority of the agents had pressed you against the large SUV. There was the cool feeling of metal handcuffs being wrapped around your wrists instantly.

“Sie sind verhaftet! (You're under arrest!)”

“I don’t speak German, dickwads!” You growled, pushing away from the car with your leg. Instead of just fighting to keep you down, one of the guards used the butt of his rifle to jab against the side of your head. Making the world turn dark in seconds.

“STAND DOWN!”

Though your eyes are closed you can feel the car moving rapidly.

“STAND DOWN!”

Suddenly, you’re thrown from your seat, nearly crashing into the Agent in the front yelling in German. He hadn’t even bothered to buckle you in properly. The front windshield of the car is cracked and before you can get a good look at what he hit, the door is yanked open and the man is being thrown out.

“Of all the cars, of course you’re in this one.” Muttered Steve as he quickly took off. The front window had been kicked off. Giving you both a view of the chase ahead.

There’s a dizziness in your vision as you climb to sit in the passenger seat. The handcuffs are making it hard for you to settle in so you look around for the keys before smiling weakly at Steve. “Mind helping?”

He doesn’t tear his eyes away from the road but uses a free hand to pinch the middle of the chains. Breaking the metal as if it was made of tin foil. “Thanks.” you muttered, using your free hands now to grip onto the handle bar of the door.

Between suddenly waking up and Steve crashing into the car, your head won’t stop spinning. It doesn’t help that the speed you guys are going is well past the average number.

“There he is!” you gasped, watching as Bucky blurred past cars. There weren’t many times you truly saw the speed of a super soldier, but it has your jaw nearly dropped at the sight. Just when you get your hopes up, there’s a loud thud as something or should you say someone lands on the car.

It’s the first time you’re given the chance to see the blurred figure that attacked Bucky on the roof, making you gasp when you notice the details of the person’s outfit. “Why the hell is this catman on our asses?!” Looking around the back, you try to find some sort of weapon to fight him off.

Steve took a different approach and swerved the car left and right, hoping to try and get him to release the grip he had on the vehicle. “Sam, I can’t shake the guy.” Steve muttered into his comms. There’s a muffled reply and suddenly Steve has begun to try and ram the catman into the cars that are trying to block you guys in.

“I think I’m gonna be sick.” you groaned, fingers practically dented into the dashboard now. Once you notice Steve is about to swerve into the other side of traffic, you squeeze your eyes shut, holding on for dear life as the car bursts through.

Stealing a peek, you watch as Bucky managed to grab a motorcycle, shredding his way out of the structure. Unfortunately, the mysterious man is crawling off the car, jumping forward to Bucky. You let out a gasp as you watch Bucky’s instincts kick in time for him to hold a hand out and stop the man just before he could tackle him down.

“God, is this guy a super soldier?”

“I have no idea, but we gotta get him off Buck’s back.”

The bike is tipped over a bit, still barely dragging along the ground as Bucky is pushing off the man. He managed to get him off, letting you watch him climb up the ground as the car zipped by. “Where’s Sam?” you huffed, looking over behind you.

“Crap.” Steve muttered when Sam and the man flew by. There’s a struggle in front of you and just when you think that nothing else can go wrong, a bomb is set off ahead of you, causing debris to cascade over any visual you had on Bucky.

Steve swerved the car to turn right, allowing it to block the area before he grabbed onto your body and pulled you with him out of the car. You squeeze your eyes shut and hold onto him as he uses his speed to get some distance. Barely missing the tumbling SUV behind you guys before he dropped you down.

The moment had you nearly scraping against the floor as Steve continued on to push the man off of Bucky. Before anyone else can make a sudden move, the sounds of cars and sirens can be heard approaching.

You groan from the floor, somehow having ended up between Bucky and the attacker. Bucky is about to reach down and help you up when a sudden dark shadow casts over the group, landing in front of you quicker than you can blink.

“Stand down, now.”

The familiar sound of Rhodey’s voice echoed in the structure, making you wince up at the family friend before you climbed up from the floor yourself. Steve held his arm out in front of Bucky, making his friend know not to make any more movements. The battle is lost.

“Congratulations, Cap. You’re a criminal.”

Steve looked dejected at the statement, and before you could ask what he meant by that, the GSG agents moved, all yelling as they approached the lot of you with their guns. “Hey! Don’t!” you cried out, attempting to reach over for Bucky when suddenly you’re held back by your jacket.

“I don’t think so, kid. You’re coming with me unless you want to be under arrest.”

“Rhodey, please! You don’t understand, he’s innocent!”

“Trust me, he’s not as innocent as you think.”

Another protest dies as you suddenly look around. Bucky is being forced to the ground and you try your best not to cry, but the sight of his defeat weighs heavy in your heart. In the back you can see Sam calmly approach the scene, holding his hands up in surrender. Steve is kneeling down now, hands up as he allows the arrest to happen.

Suddenly the group turned shocked at the mysterious figure as he finally took off his mask. The face reveal must have been a surprise to Steve and Rhodey. But despite the man being handsome, you can’t place where he’s from. The only clue you get is Rhodey’s disappointed response to it.

“You’re highness.”

They drag away the three men before you, leaving you stuck in Rhodey’s metallic grip before he dragged you over towards another SUV. Two agents gently push you in, urging you to buckle up before they close the door on your face. But not without catching sight of Bucky right as they loaded him up in the armored truck.

There’s a couple of murmured voices outside the door and you leaned against the seat to rest your eyes. There has to be a mistake, there has to be a reason why that video footage showed Bucky at the bombing.

“You know, I recall you telling me years ago you’d never have me get you out of trouble.”

Rhodey grunted as he came inside the car, suit tucked away in his portable briefcase. He had bags under his eyes, having possibly left from America earlier today. You couldn’t help but frown at the familiar look on his face that he usually held for Tony.

“And for years I kept that promise.” you volleyed.

“Hate to break it to you, but this is me getting you out of trouble.”

The car revved to life and after a few seconds of getting past the rubble, you’re back on the main road. The streets are filled with people who are confused at the sudden explosions and vast amounts of armored cars.

It’s not long till all the SUVs are making convoy behind the tank truck. Your heart squeezed a bit when you remembered Bucky was inside. “Where are they going to take him?” you asked softly, looking over at Rhodey.

“They’re going to take him to the Joint Counter Terrorist Centre.”

“And where’s that at?”

“Berlin.”

A/N: I’d like to think I gave Bucky a little nice loving the morning of his arrest. V_V And steve is just pout city after finding Scout there. Can’t wait to write the next chapter :)))

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theoskrunkly · 9 months

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i need a marauders ironman au with:

- sirius as tony

-James as rhodey (their names are both james it fits perfectly)

-peter as happy

-and of course remus as pepper

if anyone has any recommendations….. 👀

#marauders #wolfstar #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #marauders era #if anyone has any fics PLEASE SEND

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poetry-protest-pornography · 2 years

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Just 900 words of birthday fluff, just a teensy tiny bit of angst at the start.

For some writers that constantly hurt my feelings with their Tony, @areiton and @riotfalling and @iam93percentstardust

Surprise Party

Tony wakes up grudgingly, turning onto his back and throwing an arm over his face, not so much to block the light filtering in through the cheap curtains in the apartment he and Rhodey rented this semester, as to block the whole day in general.

His birthday has never been a day he enjoys; most of them up until this point having very little to do with him, and everything to do with his parent's image as they trotted him out in front of a room full of Howard's business associates and press to blow out candles and smile big and false at the gathered masses. Projecting the image of a perfect, happy family, celebrating his birthday was always a chore. Until later, after all the guests had left, and Jarvis and Ana would bring him to their quarters to share a cake that Ana made-- Tony's favorite flavor, whatever it happened to be at the time, instead of the massive, ostentatious vanilla to appeal to the masses thing that Maria ordered every year. There were small gifts from each of them, and warmth he only ever really found with them. That was what he'd always considered his actual party.

Only this year, he was at MIT, and the Jarvises were in New York, and even though his exam the next day meant he was saved from the usual spectacle of a public celebration, he found that he already ached with the knowledge it also meant missing those hours in Jarvis and Ana's kitchen.

With a groan, Tony resolves to get out of bed. When he throws himself up into a sitting position and gives himself a quiet moment to adjust, he notices there are hushed voices coming from the living area. Curiosity wins out over his general misery, and he swings his feet over the side of the bed and pulls on a sweatshirt he stole from Rhodey that is hanging haphazardly off the bedpost, shuffling to the door as soon as it's settled over him.

When he makes it down the short hallway, rubbing sleep from his eyes, he freezes and feels shock paint his face.

Rhodey is setting their small kitchen table, and at their stove is Ana, flipping a huge, fluffy omelette onto a plate. Jarvis is in the living room, carefully arranging a small pile of perfectly wrapped presents on the coffee table.

A small, choked sound escapes his throat, and three pairs of eyes turn to him. Tony is nearly overwhelmed by the warm smiles and unmasked affection shining at him.

"What-" he begins, not sure what he means to finish with, but Rhodey saves him from having to figure it out by coming over and pulling him into a quick hug.

"Happy birthday, Tones," he says brightly, pulling away and grasping his shoulder, steering him toward the kitchen.

Ana steps away from the stove and cups his face in her hands, smiling softly at him, "Happy birthday, kedves fiú," she tells him, her accent curling around him as warm as the hug she gives him.

As she pulls away, patting his cheek, Jarvis is there at her shoulder, and he takes over the embrace as she goes back to the stove. "Happy birthday, my boy," Jarvis says into the crown of Tony's head. When he steps back, he moves his hands to Tony's shoulders, his familiar smile in place. "I do believe you've grown since new year's," he teases, and that finally breaks Tony's stunned silence.

"Rude," he declares in mock offense, mildly mortified to hear how watery his voice sounds.

Three chuckles answer him.

"No, I think Mr. Jarvis is right, Tones. Pretty sure that sweatshirt fits a little better now than when you stole is before winter break," Rhodey jokes, and Tony can't help but laugh at the false look of consideration on his face.

He moves into the kitchen, Jarvis's arm wrapped around his shoulders now as they walk the few steps together.

Settling into a chair, his stomach rumbles as he takes in the stack of pancakes and fresh fruit bowl on the table. Ana giggles as she sets the eggs on the table. "You've missed my cooking, Anthony," she hums, kissing his temple.

"You have no idea, the student cafeteria is barely food," he answers honestly, scooping some melon and berries onto his plate.

As everyone takes a seat, Tony takes a moment to look at them all, letting the simple joy of the morning fill him up.

He wants to question why they're there, but he knows it's because they love him.

The Jarvises know him so well though, that he gets his answer anyway.

"We couldn't miss your day, sweetheart. I am glad we could come be with you. I am glad you have such a good friend we could conspire with," Ana says, patting Rhodey's hand affectionately.

Rhodey grins. "I even helped with the cake!"

Jarvis snorts, "Yes, he took your role this year; official stirrer and taste tester," using the same fond tone he has when he speaks about Tony himself.

They fall easily into conversation then, passing food and eating happily, catching up on each other's lives as though they don't speak regularly, Rhodey adding the most embarrassing parts to Tony's stories.

As Tony sits with the family he's managed to find-- the family that's found him -- he can't help but think best birthday ever.

#happy birthday Tony Stark #Tony Stark #tony and rhodey #tony stark fic #marvel fic

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tobiasdrake · 1 year

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I think Tony's S.H.I.E.L.D. incarceration is where the film starts to wander off.

Like. This is a really important sequence for the movie because it's where the film's central theme about legacy really comes to the fold. It's here that we learn about Anton Vanko and Howard Stark, and the ways in which Ivan and Tony reflect their fathers' legacies.

There's just one problem with it: That's not what the movie has been about up to this point.

I mean. Okay. That's not fair. It sort of has. It's been about Tony's alcoholism palladium-induced existential crisis spiraling into self-destruction and the annihilation of Tony's own legacy: The legacy of Iron Man.

Tony's legacy has been in the background of this whole alcoholism palladium subplot. Iron Man is what Tony is going to leave behind, but who is he going to leave it to? And what will it mean?

These are questions you could be asking.

But you're probably not. You're probably more concerned with whether Tony will find a cure for his toxic palladium issue, a plot device that's obviously meant to be solved by film's end. Or whether Tony will be able to keep his weapons out of the hands of the government. Or if Tony will be able to recover from the damage his reckless behavior has inflicted on his life.

But now the movie wants to talk about the legacies inherited by Tony and Vanko. So in order to reframe it, Nick Fury shows up and literally stares into the camera to explain the theme directly to the audience. It's actually kind of jarring. Especially when it proceeds to gaslight us about what we just watched.

Yeah, the big fight between Iron Man and War Machine? According to this scene, that was all a cunning master plan that Tony had cooked up, meant to provoke Rhodey into becoming Iron Man.

Yeah, see, that scene was never about Tony's alcoholism palladium-induced existential crisis! Tony had it all under control the whole time, and was only pretending to be an irresponsible jackass! He was really enacting an ultra-genius chessmaster manipulation to, uh... *checks notes* Surrender the Iron Man weapon to the military like everyone wanted him to do in the first place. Truly Machiavellian, that Tony Stark.

I've heard S.H.I.E.L.D. blamed as the problem with this film. Too many characters, too much setup for other Marvel products. And I don't agree. I think "Natalie Rushman" fit in perfectly and her role as a S.H.I.E.L.D. asset to monitor Tony makes perfect sense. "Too many characters" is, I think, the kind of flaw that people identify when they're having trouble putting a pin on the narrative problems.

The problem isn't that Nick Fury shows up. The problem is that he brings with him a sledgehammer labeled "Fathers' Legacies" and proceeds to slam it into every other plot thread that had been working through the film up to that point.

#marvel #marvel cinematic universe #iron man #iron man 2 #tony stark

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BBB Week 29 Roundup!

Title: Cuddling (sort of) Creator(s): nolanfa Link: tumblr Square: C5 - Date Night Rating: Gen Ship(s): Clint Barton & Bucky Barnes Warnings: none Major tags: Lucky, Alpine Summary: Clint and Bucky on a sofa, cuddling with the pets. Word count/format: digital picture

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Title: The Gift that Keeps on Giving Creator(s): scottxlogan Link: ao3 Square: C4 - James Rhodes Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky Barnes & James Rhodes (non-romantic), Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark, James Rhodes/Pepper Potts Warnings: sexual innuendo, Supernatural Elements Major tags: Gift Giving, Reluctant Friendship, Mishaps, Adult Content, Monsters, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Enemies to Friends Summary: When Tony goes away with a team on a mission, Tony decides to encourage his fiancé Bucky and his best friend Rhodey to get closer to each other with a series of gifts scattered around the tower encouraging them to spend time together. In doing so one of Tony's gifts has surprising consequences as Bucky and Rhodey are forced to work together to face down one of Tony's exotic presents in a grueling battle. When Tony returns will his plan bring Bucky and Rhodey closer together in forming a friendship or will disaster follow? Word count/format: 9952

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Title: Aphrodite Creator(s): lillywillow Link: tumblr Square: U4 - Boyfriend Jacket Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/ Reader Warnings: Mild Adult Suggestions Major tags: Body Insecurities Summary: You feel uncomfortable in everything you own. Luckily, your boyfriend’s jacket fits you perfectly Word count/format: 1261

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Title: Home run Creator(s): nolanfa Link: tumblr Square: Y5 - [Picture of Bucky and Natasha, back to back, looking badass, guns out] Rating: Teen Ship(s): Clint Barton / Bucky Barnes Warnings: mild violence Major tags: tracksuit bros Summary: Clint Barton and Bucky Barnes being badasses Word count/format: digital painting

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Title: B1- Groceries Creator(s): Late-to-the-party-81 Link: tumblr Square: B1 - Groceries Rating: Mature Ship(s): SamBucky Warnings: None Major tags: Fluff, Boys in love, Bucky Barnes Recovering Summary: Grocery shopping has changed a lot since the 40’s Word count/format: 975

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Title: Stranded -B3 Creator(s): Late-to-the-party-81 Link: tumblr Square: B3 - Stranded Rating: Mature Ship(s): SamBucky Warnings: Brief descriptions of injury Major tags: Angst, Injury, Fluff Summary: Well, Bucky thought, this was just great. This was why he didn’t come on missions often, because if anything was going to go wrong, it was going to go wrong for him Word count/format: 1269

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Title: Insomnia -K3 Creator(s): Late-to-the-party-81 Link: tumblr Square: K3 - Insomnia Rating: Mature Ship(s): SamBucky Warnings: None Major tags: Angst, Insomnia, Implied/references sex Summary: Bucky can’t sleep Word count/format: 835

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Title: Sex outside the bedroom -U3 Creator(s): Late-to-the-party-81 Link: tumblr Square: U3 - Sex outside the bedroom Rating: Explicit Ship(s): SamBucky Warnings: Explicit sexual content Major tags: Leather kink, Frottage, Smut Summary: It’s not Sam’s fault that Bucky’s leather jacket drives him wild Word count/format: 1090

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Title: Oh, It's Magick (double trouble) Creator(s): sassyseme (Ao3), sassysambucky (tumblr) Link: ao3 Square: B4 - moving Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Sam Warnings: Hurt Major tags: Magic, Angst, Smut Summary: Sam dreams about moving day with Bucky while he waits for Bucky to wake up. Word count/format: 5k chapter

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Title: Oh It's Magick (double trouble) - Ch 4 Creator(s): (Ao3) Sassyseme, (Tumblr) Sassysambucky Link: ao3 Square: C3 - Free space Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Sam Warnings: Sadness Major tags: Angst, Magic, Winter Soldier Summary: The Winter Soldier is in distress and Sam tries to help Word count/format: 4.0k chapter

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Title: Oh It's Magick (double trouble) - Ch 5 Creator(s): (Ao3) sassyseme Link: ao3 Square: B5 - super soldier serum Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Sam Warnings: Angst, Failed mission Major tags: Angst, Magic, Hurt/Comfort Summary: Sam goes home alone after seeing to the Winter Soldier and Bucky. Word count/format: 3k chapter

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Title: a wakanda fic - ch 1 Creator(s): (Ao3) sassyseme Link: ao3 Square: K4 - doctor's appointment Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Sam Warnings: Omegaverse Major tags: Omega Sam, Alpha Bucky, Fluff/Angst Summary: Sam is an omega who's never given an alpha a chance... hence he is on the run with two. Word count/format: 1.2k chapter

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Title: a wakanda fic - ch 2 Creator(s): (Ao3) sassyseme Link: ao3 Square: U4 - Bucky in a glass cell Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Sam Warnings: Omegaverse Major tags: Omega Sam, Alpha Bucky, On the run, Pining Summary: Sam prepares for heat while on the run Word count/format: 1.8k chapter

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Title: a wakanda fic - ch 3 Creator(s): (Ao3) sassyseme Link: ao3 Square: K3 - Insomnia Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky/Sam Warnings: Omegaverse, Angst, Grieving Major tags: On the run, Omega Sam, Alpha Bucky, Heat Summary: Sam's heat arrives Word count/format: 3.2k

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Title: Monster (Hunter) Stories - Chapter7: Bucky’s Cat Creator(s): MuffinEngineer86 Link: ao3 Square: C2 - Nebula Rating: Teen Ship(s): Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes Warnings: back from the dead, tentacles, swearing Major tags: Supernatural AU, vampire, spider powers, orcs, fae, werewolves, monster hunter, cat coffee shop, flerkens, Goose is Fury’s cat Summary: Darcy invited Peter to Wanda’s coffee shop. They talked about adopting cats, which led them to chat about Bucky’s cat Alpine. Darcy revealed to him that Alpine wasn’t a cat. Word count/format: 1261

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Title: why they lost their minds (and fought the wars) Creator(s): liloaufic Link: ao3 Square: Y5 - Cap!Bucky Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Steve/Bucky Warnings: N/A Major tags: Captain America Bucky Barnes, USO Performer Steve Rogers, Cross-dressing, Porn with Plot, Bittersweet Ending Summary: After the death of Abraham Erskine, Bucky wanted to put Project Rebirth behind him. Parading around on stage was not how he wanted to honor the good men who lost their lives, especially when he was fit to hold up his end of the bargain. Despite his best efforts to distance himself from the gaudy mantle, a navy cowl appears at base camp framing a familiar pair of blue eyes. Memories of the best part of his last few years surface, and Bucky is reminded of what he left back in Brooklyn. Word count/format: 10110

#buckybarnesbingo2022 #bbb2022 #bbb weekly roundup #bbb week 29

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