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For once, whatever happened, it wasn’t her fault.

At least, as far as Carter was aware, it wasn’t her fault directly. 

It was supposed to have been a simple raid on a HYDRA facility - something she’d done plenty times before, though something that wasn’t always successful now that she was doing it on her own. But, when she failed, it was because she would get overwhelmed. Overwhelmed with the amount of agents, or overwhelmed with the task she had assigned herself because she bit off more than she could chew. 

It was never because of some haywire piece of equipment. Yet, as she stood off the corner of seventh avenue in Times Square, she realized bitterly there was a first for everything. 

Carter knew for certain it was New York - there was nothing different about it. But something didn’t feel right. It was a feeling of unbelonging, something she knew well, but it felt... different. More intense. Almost... threatening. Like she wasn’t supposed to be there - that her being there was wrong. She just couldn’t place the explanation for it - couldn’t find a reasoning as to why. Perhaps it was because of how she got there, but perhaps not.

The three metallic orbs seemed to weigh heavier in her pocket, and despite the reluctance and anxiety that twisted in her chest, she knew the only way to figure out how they worked was to return to the compound. To get help from the others. After all, it was those orbs - or, at least, orbs like those - that had created what she was now certain was a portal that led her there. A portal that seemed to tear into the very fabric of reality before pulling her in. Before bringing her at the corner of seventh avenue. And the fact that HYDRA had that sort of technology was terrifying. 

A shaky breath escaped her lips as she closed her eyes temporarily, steeling herself before opening them once more. She shoved her hands into her pockets, toying with the orbs absentmindedly, her bracelet weighing almost heavily on her left wrist, and a small part of her itched to use it. To release the suit and just wear it to protect herself. But, she was in the middle of a very busy part of the city, and she didn’t want to risk being discovered. Didn’t want to risk her anonymity as Iron Man. Though, it would be easier for her to fly to the compound-

Carter bit her lip and finally began to walk briskly through the crowd, ignoring the way her heart raced in her chest, and the way her stomach twisted anxiously. Nothing felt right. She didn’t feel right. 

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She didn’t know who the suitor was. Her parents seemed pleased with themselves though and that worried her. They told her that everything would be alright and that her married to this stranger was for the good of their kingdoms.

So they told her to go into the banquet room to meet with her fiance’. He would arrive soon.

Virginia dressed and took her place at the table, waiting.

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// @tonystark-boygenius // continued from here !

‘ Really? Cause that’s why I had to help you, right? Rhino could have killed you! I don’t think armour is going to save you when he could have crushed you like a soda can. Or did you just not care much about that part? ‘

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There was practically only one thought on Morgan H. Stark’s mind... and that was Shit. Sure it was her mother’s word, as she remembered her father saying, but that was the most appropriate situation.

She had over sot by SO many years... and now here she was, starting MIT, the board and head teacher impressed by her results, that they allowed her, a 16 year old, to start in the middle of the year, taking mechanical engineering, Coding and Robotics.

And to make it worse... She was in her father’s class. Great. ‘Hopefully things don’t go too bad.’ She thought as she sat down with her note book ‘Only need to fix my ‘bracelet’ and get out of here.’

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At first, he hadn’t known what to make of the situation. It was intense, and kind of terrifying… but he’d also immediately called home. He’d talked to his mom, and dad, and Edwin Jarvis. All people he’d lost after he was barely older than he suddenly found himself. His dad, especially been confused by it, because he’d demanded to talk to him, to make hear his voice specifically, and had told him to be careful, and that he was glad the man was his dad.

In all, it had been surreal, and he had no idea if it was honest to god real or some kind of delusion but he’d done everything he had regretted not doing when he was actually 16, on the family front, and that was the most important thing.

Of course, after he did that he actually started to think about the bigger consequences of the situation. 

If he was here, where was his younger self? Had he just obliterated him? Was this an alternate timeline or a loop? Was this even the same dimension at all, for that matter? They weren’t questions he had answers to, and though he had some serious doubts about the ability of someone being able to answer in the event of there being a swap across timepoints… it didn’t stop him from starting to write and seal a few letters, leaving them in care of a bank that he knew was still in business by 2016, with instructions that they be, at least the first two, on the day it was supposed to be rather than the day he found himself.

Dear self,

Yeah, you’re probably either know all about what’s going on or you’re incredibly alarmed, depending. I have no idea what you must be thinking right this second. Are you 16? Or are you mentally 76 now? Did you relive your whole life again and change things or is this just a bewildering situation where nothing can be changed that matters and we’re stuck with what I lived the first time?

I don’t expect you to have any answers for me, but the questions, they needed to be asked, I think.

Me

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Dear self,

Looking at what i wrote the first night, I have decided that that was ridiculous and kind of mean. If you are, in fact, mysteriously my 16 year old self, you need to know things. You need to know so many things it hurts. The thing in your chest is an Arc Reactor, as you probably guessed. It won’t come out, since I hardwired that thing to my bones. Well, the casing, the reactor itself has a combination twist lock of sorts. The Magenta man named Vision is technically your son, given you kind of helped create him. He’s a year old, please don’t be fooled by his size and appearance to thinking he isn’t still young in some truly surprising ways.

Rhodey is there because he’s always been there, ever since the day we met, and he’ll probably never leave.

If you see a gorgeous redhead named Pepper, you have history, a lot of it. Just tell her you’re not the me she knows, and it’s a time travel thing, and she might help sort you out. No promises. If a different gorgeous redhead pops up, that’s probably Natasha. Do not hit on her. Do not even think of hitting on her. She can break you with her pinky.

Speaking of women who can break you with her pinky, you just had a huge fight with Captain America and one of the people on his team was a magic weilder with a cute accent and a big grudge. Yes Captain America is alive. Yes he’s unfortunately a huge jerk. Upside, Bucky Barnes is also alive. Downside, you kind of tried to kill him a little. Long story, I’ll get to it in another letter. If a kid named Peter Parker approaches you, please be kind. He’s new to the superhero thing.

Right, on that, you’re a Superhero. Ask your AI FRIDAY, she can tell you a lot for all that she’s still learning. More history, more explaining. Yes, I know this is becoming a theme.

You’re out of weapons and that’s because Obie did something terrible. I’m so sorry to break that to you. He’s dead. All of the parent figures are. Him, Aunt Peggy, Mom, Dad, the Jarvises. It’s just you and Rhodey and your oddball broken little superhero family these days. 

So, good luck, if you’re really a kid me, because you’re going to need it.

the Tony Stark that was or will be

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One guy in a hurry, and there go her books, tumbling to the floor. To be fair, it would have probably happened regardless, because she had to balance them on an broken arm -- courtesy of Mr. Wesley Potts. “Off to a great start, Virginia,” she mumbled to herself.

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Bruce can’t believe he’s made it this far. From the hell of a life he lived at home for 11 years - most of it being without a loving parent - to this... this castle. It was hard to believe. It was even harder to believe that he was a wizard. But he supposes that explains a lot of the things that had always happened throughout his life.

He had been sorted as one of the firsts of his year, thanks to his last name being Banner. On the train ride there, he had been nose deep in his books, trying to get some reading done beforehand like he had been ever since he got his books. Therefore, he hadn’t really had time to talk to anyone.

Sitting here at the Ravenclaw table, surrounded by so many wizards and witches, he misses the moment when another first year sits beside him. He’s too focused on staring at one of the ghosts across the room in awe. Does magic effect the human science world at all, he can’t help but wonder.

He’s startled when he finally looks around and notices the other boy. He quickly pushes his glasses up his nose and fumbles for words for a moment before simply nodding a greeting.

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Do I Follow Them?: Yes

Why Did I Follow Them?: I found out the mun was someone I had already followed several times before on other blogs and I enjoy their interpretation of Tony Stark immensely.

Do We Role Play?: Just started in fact.

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Of course.

An AU Idea For Our Muses: What we’re currently playing out/anything with de-aged Tony

A Song For Our Muses: I’ll probably have a better idea once their relationship develops a bit more.

Do I Ship Our Muses?: Possibly, but shipping is never something I try to push others into.

What I Think About The Mun: Total sweetheart.

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