#edwin jarvis my beloved

[mlady-magnolia]

The amount of pure respect they have for one another? Unmatched.

For the ask game, what's your favorite relationship dynamic in Agent Carter?

PEGGY AND JARVIS ANY DAY OF THE FUCKING WEEK. they just love each other SO much. it's you and me against the world except you are a secret agent absolutely wrought with grief who is also a little bit insane and doesn't trust people easily but has a heart of gold and is desperately trying to change the world, and i am a butler who was arrested for treason for trying to save the woman i love but given a second chance with an employer who asked me to help you, only now i'm helping you for my own reasons because i see how lonely you are and i love your life of adventure, and i am one of the only people who has supported and loved you unconditionally since your brother was killed, and when my wife is shot you sit with me in the hospital waiting room and hold my hand. they're just so!!!

ask my favorite anything!!!

[alittlesliceofcucumber]

EDWIN JARVIS IN WHAT IF? SEASON 3

THIS IS NOT A DRILL

[polizwrites]

A Sugar-Coated Pill - Chapter Ten

Filling today's @flufftober prompt 22. Heirloom with the final chapter to my WinterIron No Powers omegaverse (Alpha!Bucky /omega!Tony) sugar baby/sugar daddy Explicit fic A Sugar-Coated Pill - here's a G-rated excerpt:

 As they got undressed, Bucky asked.  “So, do we have time for the tie bar story now?” 

Tony’s expression turned nostalgic and wistful. “Yeah, I guess.” He held out his hand and Bucky dropped the bar into it.  “It belonged to the man I sometimes wished was my father.” 

“Oh?”  Bucky stopped and sat next to Tony.  

“Edwin Jarvis was basically my father’s  personal assistant. Although, being British, he referred to himself as ‘Mister Stark’s butler’.   Needless to say, he spent a lot of time at our house - and probably more time than he should have with me.”

Tony rolled the tie bar between his fingers.  “He gave me this when I presented as an omega. It was a graduation gift from his father - kind of an heirloom.”  

“He also told me - and I quote -  ‘Despite your father’s ill-conceived opinions, you are still the same remarkable young man I am proud to know.  And while you will most likely have to fight harder now to achieve your goals, I have the utmost faith that you will succeed.  Never forget your value, my boy’.”  

Tony’s voice shook slightly on the last few words, and his eyes grew bright with tears.  Bucky put his arms around his beloved to comfort him; he’d noted Tony’s use of the past tense.   “He sounds like he was someone both wise and kind. I wish I’d had a chance to meet him.” 

[loulooser]

Edwin Jarvis my beloved

[the-invisible-queer]

I watched a good movie last night and the kid from spy kids was in it so your last post made me think of it

It’s called after the dark and it’s about a class of college philosophy students deciding who among them should get to survive in the bunker built for 10 people during a nuclear apocalypse

It’s all hypothetical like there’s no actual apocalypse but they do like what if scenarios and it was pretty good.

Also James d’arcy plays the professor and I think he’s so attractive

Gonna have to look it up! It sounds interesting

I love James D'Arcy - Edwin Jarvis, my beloved

Also we stan Mr. Megan Trainor, Daryl Sabara, in this household

[littlel-oki]

rewatching agent carter & sobbing over jarvis!

[notanotherpeggycarterblog]

BESTIE THANK YOU

peggy carter icons

[eggycarton]

Agent Carter:D

DJDJKD THANK YOU ANYA

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): Peggy obvs

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): Angie Martinelli my beloved!!!!!

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): Edwin Jarvis the only man i trust

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week): Rose in s2!!!! And also that girl from the Griffith who put a whole chicken in her purse 😍😍 who was she where is she now

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave): Dottie should be allowed to murder and flirt with peggy

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): howard but like...not evil torment. Just give him shit bc he is his own poor little meow meow

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): thompson 1000%, and uhhh whats his fuckin name daniel sousa but only from s2

[lovelyirony]

Au where tony stark goes missing but Edwin Jarvis Jr is having a lovely tea party in the garden with Papa Jarvis And Mummy Ana

Where in the World did Anthony Stark Go?

That was the headline that dominated news-feed for weeks. Everyone was wondering, snooping around Los Angeles and New York. 

Maria Stark sniffed and dabbed away tears with her handkerchief that cost more than most women’s wardrobes for the year, and Howard remained stoic, a man’s man through and through. 

“We will pay anything for Anthony’s safe return,” he says into a microphone. “And I will find my heir before long, mark my-” 

The television set is turned off when Edwin hears the click of the door. 

“Hello, young Sir,” he says, sweeping Tony into his arms. 

“Guess what!” he cheers. 

One of his front teeth fell out a week ago. The tooth fairy visited, leaving a one pound note underneath his pillow. He was quite proud. 

“Go on and tell him,” Ana says, smiling from the front door. Her bun has fallen a bit to one side, and Edwin thinks his wife is perhaps the most gorgeous woman he’s ever been blessed enough to see. 

“We’re gonna go for a picnic!” 

“We are?” Edwin answers back, smiling. “Where off to? The park? The museum? Simply the back patio?” 

“The park,” Tony decides. “I’m going to go put on my park shoes.” 

Edwin smiles after him. Ana drops some of her grocery bags, smiling. 

“Your son has your family’s energy.” 

Edwin laughs. 

“Yes, I suppose you’re right. Would you like me to make some sandwiches for this little picnic we’re having?” 

“I’ll prepare the biscuits.” 

Tony Jarvis is quite the ball of energy. 

The neighbors officially know that his parents have died, and his name is Edward Jarvis (after his beloved godfather and uncle), although his middle name is Anthony, and he likes “Tony” much better than all of the perfectly refined names that he’s been bestowed with. 

His favorite shoes are brand new, red and yellow monstrosities that Ana simply had to buy. 

“They were on sale!” she had told her husband after Tony spent the day “zooming” around the house and nearly taking out a vase. 

- 

The park is beautiful today. Tony races to the “perfect spot,” with the half-circle of rose bushes and a bench. He “helps” Ana smooth out the blanket, and gets directly into the carrots. 

Nothing is worrying them much in the world. 

- 

After all, Edwin Jarvis resigned a year earlier. He had no ill will towards Howard or Maria Stark, as far as anyone was concerned. 

And the last place Howard Stark (or whoever he hired) would search for Tony was jolly old England. 

Ana had known that when she had procured a skeleton key from the old memory chest, waltzed into the home without any detection. 

Tony had gone with absolutely no protest. 

After all, what child would protest going to a far better situation with people he already viewed as his real parents? 

[jeonstellate]

classified files: out of time — file viii

reese katherine tells steve rogers how she ended up in peggy carter’s care.

⍟༄ platonic!steve rogers x original character

⍟༄ child abandonment, mentions of adoption and death, depictions of grief

⍟༄ paragraph format — 1K words

masterlist | cf: out of time masterlist | next file

[gif’s full credit belongs solely to its owner]

It was quarter to three o’clock in the afternoon. The sun was more than halfway across the sky, readying to set in an hour or so. The firmament was painted with bright, yet dull, colors with a few scattered clouds. The wind, although it was weak, blew cold against their skin. Nevertheless, Reese Carter and Steve Rogers seemed unbothered.

“Mummy didn’t deserve to have her heart broken twice.” Reese kept her attention at the distance, refusing to let him read her emotions through her facial expression. “Especially not when it was ultimately because of one man.”

Somehow, Steve found it amusing that, amongst the abundant life-changing news he had broken to her, all she worried about was her beloved mother. He looked over her for a moment, but she didn’t give any indication that she could feel his stare. All she did was lean on the railing on her elbows, which coincidentally was the same position Steve decided to go for in an attempt to make himself comfortable, and let out a deep sigh.

“Do you know what persuaded mum to adopt me, Captain Rogers?” Somehow, he found it quite inappropriate to reply, so he just stayed silent. Fortunately, she wasn’t waiting for a reply, either. “It was your eyes, Captain Rogers. It wasn’t even because I reminded her of herself, it was because of you.”

Something broke inside Steve. His chest tightened, as if he was trapped in a shrinking space. His heart, as tough as he had become as a result of his accumulated experiences throughout the years, shattered like fragile glass. He felt himself turn rigid and unable to function. Yet, the worse part was, he didn’t exactly know why.

He didn’t find any strength to say anything, and, as it seemed, Reese took it as an invitation to keep talking; to give him a quick overview of her life. “I was left at the door of Uncle Howard’s east coast property in a basket.“

It was late in the afternoon. Angie Martinelli just came home from an audition on another part of town. She wanted nothing more than to sleep her tiredness away. Between frequent blinks in an effort to fight sleep, a woven basket by the door caught her attention. Thinking it was a gift from some blessed souls, she mindlessly carried it in — not pondering too much on its heaviness.

It was only when Angie drank some water to clench her burning thirst that she bothered inspecting the basket. She completely expected it to hold freshly picked fruits — and almost dropped her glass out of shock when it was something entirely different.

“P-peggy! Oh, my God, Peggy!” She frantically screamed for her housemate, a hand over her racing heart. “Some heartless idiot left a babe at the door!”

Reese looked over Steve and wasn’t even mildly surprised to see him looking back at her. She held his stare for a few more seconds before tilting her head away, then proceeded on her story. “They all thought I was a Stark, until they saw my eyes.”

Upon receiving a frantic call from Peggy Carter (and the audible hyperventilating of Angie Martinelli in the background), Howard Stark arrived with his loyal butler Edwin Jarvis. They all gathered around the kitchen table where Angie had placed the basket with the still sleeping child.

“She looks nothing like me, how can you even think I’m her father?” Howard hovered over the child’s sleeping form before sitting back down to announce his observation. He hadn’t gotten any wink of sleep from the night before, due to a new invention he desperately wanted to perfect as soon as possible, but he tried to look well-rested and attentive.

“She was left outside your property, Howard,” Peggy reasoned.

Angie took her turn to look at the child. Even if she had been staring at her from the moment she saw the basket’s contents, she couldn’t seem to will herself to look away. “She could have also just inherited everything from her mother, Mr. Stark, sir. Does she look a little bit familiar to you, at least?”

Howard’s reply came rather impulsively and without the need for a much deeper thinking, “No, not at all.”

Silence followed, everyone seemed stumped with their only lead coming into a dead end. They all, almost instinctively, looked at the baby’s general direction as they tried to come up with another possible explanation for her presence.

“She quite resemble Ms. Carter from my view,” Jarvis voiced out his input, effectively catching the others’ attention as it break the silence.

“Don’t be silly,” the English agent quickly dismissed the claim, “she can’t be my daughter. I couldn’t possibly be willing to engage myself in compromising situations these past few months if I was.”

Then, just as if she could feel that she was being talked about, the seven-month-old baby fluttered her eyes open. Much to the adults’ surprise, they were greeted by a familiar, sparkling blue eyes.

“Mum adopted me when they ran out of leads that could pinpoint where I came from. She was the one who gave me my name and taught me how to punch.” Reese had a faraway look in her eyes, as if she was reminiscing the memories she was retelling. Although it was small, there was a faint smile forming at the corner of her lips. “I never really cared that I was adopted, partly because mum treated me like her own.”

She then turned to Steve, “Do you think she would’ve treated me differently if she knew? That I was created by the men who took you away from her?”

“No.” He didn’t ponder about his answer and, yet, he said it with absolute certainty. It was quite obvious that there was no ounce of regret in his words, either. “She’ll still love you, anyway.” He only knew her for less than a day, but he already knew that he wouldn’t have any hesitation if it ever comes to sacrificing his life in order for her to keep hers. “Just like I do.”

“You don’t have to,” she shook her head. He could’ve sworn there was a bitter edge in her voice. “I don’t want you to, because everyone who ever loved me either died alone or a horrific death.”

“Reese, it’s not—”

“I’m sorry HYDRA used your blood to supposedly create a merciless super-assassin, Captain Rogers. I’m sorry they created me.”

[captainscanadian]

Happy Endings | Steve Rogers x OFC Marilyn Jarvis

My Masterlist

Summary: Marilyn Jarvis was not only Tony Stark’s goddaughter but also the love of Steve Rogers’ life.            

Word Count: 4995

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Marilyn Jarvis (and a bunch of others as minor characters!)

Warnings: Endgame References (set 2 years after), Mentions of Death

A/N: I usually don’t write fics with an OFC but since @artisticrogers1972​ was having a bad day, I had to write this one! This is my first ever Steve Rogers fic but I hope there’s more where that came from. Also, this is my first non-AU so that’s exciting! I hope you all like it... if you don’t I’m so sorry it’s shit! I don’t own any of the gifs or pics!

Hey Marilyn, did ya have an affair with JFK or not?!

This had been her whole life. Being named after a Hollywood sex symbol was bad enough as it is, but it was the constant teasing that she had had to endure during her teens to her adulthood that she could not bear. It was as though her name came with a certain blueprint that she had to live her life by. Her petite frame was nothing compared to the body type that her namesake had made famous and with all the boys in high school making fun of her for her name and her body, she found herself become rather quiet and reserved over the years. But she could care less about whether she was popular in high school or not. It did not matter to her.

Marilyn Jarvis often wondered if her grandfather had secretly loathed her when he had decided to give her that name. Had Edwin Jarvis even considered the legacy behind her name or that his adoptive son’s only child would eventually go on to live in the twenty-first century? If anything, Mari believed that the man had cursed her by naming her after the actress. But why he did it? She had no idea.

But there was one thing that she was grateful for. While her first name had caused her a hell of a lot of distress, her family name meant a great deal to her. She knew that she was not a Jarvis by blood, as her father had been adopted by Edwin and Ana Jarvis as a young boy. But being a Jarvis meant that her family’s ties with the Starks had been strong enough to withstand any threat in the world.

Her grandfather took extreme pride in his loyalty to Howard Stark and the Starks had always kept him in high regard. When Mari was born, her father had made Tony Stark her godfather. She was an honorary Stark as much as she was a Jarvis, but she was a lot different from the two families who had raised her.

While Tony Stark had certainly fulfilled his duties as a godfather after her parents had tragically passed away, ensuring that Mari had a large amount of money deposited into her college fund by the time she was only in middle school, and had bought her a car for her birthday when she was old enough to drive, she had always been hesitant about accepting the privilege that came with being his goddaughter. She preferred to live a simple life, compared to the lavish life that he had to offer. She had certainly accepted Tony’s gracious offer to pay for her to go to college though. After all, she was a studious kid and she certainly took after her Uncle Tony in that.

She had been at MIT when Tony had left to Afghanistan, just a few months from graduating when she had heard the news that her godfather had been kidnapped. By the time he had built himself that suit and busted out of that cave, Mari had convinced Happy Hogan to fly her home in time to see him. She had cried the whole night before Tony had convinced her to fly back to school to take her final exams.

“I’m alright, Little Jarvis. Go and sit your exams and you can come back home right after you graduate.” He had told her and taking his word for it, she had left for Boston after spending barely a day with him.

Once she had graduated from MIT, Tony had offered Mari a job at Stark Industries. But of course, wanting a simple life and steering as far away from nepotism as she possibly could, she had chosen to find herself a job on her own in New York. She wanted nothing more than a simple life, a life away from war and villainy, a nine-to-five job, maybe a family of her own and a suburban home, white picket fence and all. But nothing about Marilyn Jarvis’ life could ever be that normal. After all, she was Iron Man’s goddaughter.

“Welcome home, Mari.” Happy Hogan greeted the young women as she exited the Stark Industries Private Jet.

“It’s good to see you, Happy.” She gave him a polite smile as she raised her eyebrow slightly at him. “I must say, I really love the blip beard. Giving Tony a run for his money, are you?”

The man chuckled softly as he took her bags and loaded them into the truck. “Something like that.”

“Does this something have to do with a certain young superhero’s aunt?” Mari asked him cheekily, to which he rolled his eyes.

“Tony can’t keep his mouth shut, can he?”

“I’m happy for you.” She told him as she got into the limo. “I think everyone deserves to have their happy endings after everything that they’ve been through.” Except for Marilyn Jarvis, apparently it seemed. The world had changed so much since Thanos had showed up and going back to how things were before him was just not plausible.

Marilyn had suffered just as much as anyone else, having almost lost her godfather for the umpteenth time in her life in that final battle. How Tony had managed to sustain his injuries was a miracle but she was grateful for it. After all, he was the only family that she had left.

When he had woken up in the hospital, having suffered permanent arm damage due to the impact of the Infinity Stones, he had still put on a brave face for her and given her a weak smile, the same way he had done that night when he had come home from Afghanistan. “Hey, Little Jarvis... you’re not gonna believe it. When I went back in time, I saw my dad, your great-uncle Howard. I mean, I don’t think you would remember much of him because you were quite little when he passed away but... I also... happened to... see your granddad Jarvis. I mean, I didn’t get to speak to him because I was running low on time... okay, not the best moment for a joke but... anyways, I saw him... and all I could think of was... God, how proud he would have been... if he got to see his little Marilyn grow up to be this... smart, kind, beautiful young woman. He would have been so proud of you, Mari.”

That was the moment when she had broken down in tears, pulling his weak body into a tight embrace as she cried. “You’re not almost dying on me again, you hear me? I can’t live with the fear of losing you again, Tony. I’ve lost everyone and I can’t lose you too.” And that had been the end of Iron Man.

Two years had passed since that dreadful day. Tony had recovered and moved onto training a newer generation of Avengers. The rest of the heroes had returned to their respective lives. Marilyn had found herself in California with a job promotion and no social life whatsoever. The only instances she ever took time away from work was during the holidays, as Tony had given her a strict order that she must drop whatever she was doing and return to the Avengers’ Base in New York to celebrate Christmas. She could never say no to that.

So, there she was, in the back of a Stark Industries limo that was driving to Upstate New York. It had started to snow as Happy was pulling up through the gates of the compound. As Mari stepped out of the limo, she held out her hand as a fuzzy little snowflake landed on her palm. One thing sunny California could never give her was the joy of being able to play in the snowfalls of New York.

As she entered the base, FRIDAY the AI had informed Tony of her arrival.

“Just in time for Christmas Eve lunch.” The man had beamed as his beloved goddaughter had made her way towards the common kitchen.

With Pepper and May Parker keeping busy with the cooking, Tony and Rhodey were seated at the table, sharing a drink and chatting away. On the other side of the room, Peter Parker and Harley Keener were playing around with Little Morgan Stark. These people were her family now, even though none of them were related to her by blood. It was not blood that ever determined family though. It was the people who choose to be a part of her life. Tony had really made sure Mari had a family after she had lost hers.

Morgan wiggled out of Peter and Harley’s grip as she noticed her arrival and ran over to Marilyn in excitement. “Mari!” She exclaimed as she jumped into her arms.

“Hey, kiddo!” Marilyn let out a hearty laugh as she hugged the young Stark before waving over at the boys. “How’s MIT treating you boys?”

“Don’t even ask.” Peter let out a groan, making Harley roll his eyes.

“We’re handling it, Mar.”

Mari couldn’t help but let out a hearty laugh as she set Morgan down and walked over to give Tony a kiss on the cheek. “I missed you, old man.” She told him with a playful grin before greeting Rhodey as well.

“Missed you too, Little Jarvis.”

“How’s California treating you, Mari?” Rhodey asked as he took a sip of his drink.

Marilyn thought for a moment before responding with a shrug. “Well, it’s a lot warmer... and it’s where my grandparents used to live so, I can’t really complain.”

“But it’s not home, is it?” May asked her as she pulled the roast out of the oven and set it on the counter.

“No.” She replied, shrugging once more. “But the job’s great. At least, I’m getting paid a lot more than I used.”

Pepper turned around to look at her niece with an eye roll. “Honey, you do realize that I’m waiting for the day you would walk into my office and tell me that you’re ready for me to sign over my company. Just say the word and Stark Industries is all yours. You don’t have to worry about living alone in the other side of the country for the sake of making money.”

“And why would I do that when you’re a much better CEO than I could ever be, Pep?” She asked her, chuckling. “Honestly, Cali’s great. I really love it there.”

Marilyn wasn’t sure if she was being honest with herself when she had said that. Sure, California had always held a very special place in her heart. Her grandparents had lived at the Stark residence there for years. It was where her father had been born and adopted. There was a lot of significance to where she lived. But did it make her happy? She could not be so sure about that. After all, she did not know what made her happy anymore.

Long before the events of the Infinity War and Thanos, she had once envisioned a future with a man she had met at one of her uncle’s parties. But there was no way that this future would even be possible. He was a man of every woman’s dreams, a true gentleman at heart. Anyone would have fallen for the charms of Steven Grant Rogers if they had met him. Marily was no exception to that. Their relationship had been a short-lived one, perhaps some sort of a summer fling before all hell had broken loose.

Marilyn knew it was wrong but she could not help it. She had been drunk and he had been a gentleman, trying to drag her to the guest bedroom after a party. A drunken kiss should not have meant anything, right? But her confession of having a crush on him had led to a completely different story. They had gone behind Tony’s back to pursue a relationship, fearing that the knowledge of the two of them together would ever cause a drift between Tony and Steve. But said drift had been caused either way, thanks to the Accords. Even Mari had been put in a place where she had to decide where her allegiance was. As she had chosen her godfather’s side in a heartbeat, the star spangled man had retaliated by ending their relationship just as quickly.

A heartbroken Marilyn had found herself sitting by her great-aunt Peggy’s grave in London before Tony had found her and flew her back to New York. Even then she hadn’t told him about what Steve had done. She had known that it would only make things worse between the two of them.

While Captain America and his allies were on the run, Marilyn had continued to live at the compound with Tony. Not even once did the man whom she had fallen in love with try to contact her during those two years. She hadn’t even seen him again until after the events of the Infinity War, while Tony had been lost in space for three weeks. Not even then did Steve speak to her or try to offer her some comfort in the absence of her godfather. Mari understood why though, after all he had lost his best friends during the snap. But either of them could look at each other. Perhaps things could never get better between the two of them.

After Tony and Pepper moved out of the compound, Mari had found herself a new job in California and made the move as well. The next five years had been rather dull for her, but for once she hadn’t been the only one who was going through it. The entire universe had been left in ruins. At one point, she had been so depressed to the point where she had gotten Tony on the phone and told him the truth.

Of course, her godfather hadn’t been mad about it. After all, she was human and was bound to her emotions and desires. But was he pissed at Captain America for breaking his Little Jarvis’ heart? Most definitely! Yet Tony also felt responsible for the part he had indirectly played in their break up. Perhaps that was why he had ensured that Steve Rogers would also be attending Christmas Eve lunch while Marilyn was also in attendance.

“Lunch is served.” May announced as she turned over to Harley and Peter. “Boys, would you please help set the table?”

As the boys whined and groaned at her words, Marilyn stood up from her seat to help as well.

“FRIDAY, tell Cap, Wilson and Barnes that lunch is served.” Tony announced, knowing very well that his goddaughter could hear him.

The young Jarvis’ eyes grew wide as she realized what her godfather had just said and she gave Tony a look of disbelief, mouthing a ‘what’ as she crossed her arms against her chest.

“Oh did I forget to mention that Cap, Wilson and Barnes are spending Christmas with us at the compound? Oops!”

***

Bucky Barnes would forever be grateful that Tony Stark had forgiven him for what he had done during his days under HYDRA’s control. But what he had not expected from Tony was an invite to spend Christmas at the compound with him and his family. After all, he had just gotten used to living with Steve and Sam in Brooklyn. When Steve and Sam were not going on missions or training the young Avengers at the compound, he had found himself becoming familiar with his hometown. He had become tired of fighting throughout his whole life so it felt nice to be able to sit back and enjoy the holidays. The last time he had been able to do that was long before The Great Depression, and that too was a century ago.

Bucky had learned from Sam about his friend’s brief romance with Stark’s goddaughter and that was why he had been hesitant about spending the holidays at the compound.

“Mari always spends the holidays with Tony and Cap can’t get himself to see her.” He had told him.  

He did not think much of it at first, though the two of them had somehow managed to convince Steve to come to the compound with them. But the moment Bucky had witnessed Steve come face to face with the woman whose heart he had broken, he truly understood that things just did not seem right.

Bucky had always wanted for Steve to settle down and have a family of his own, even then and even now. Steve had been alone his whole life after all, and while he would always say that he could get by on his own, it was always Bucky who had to remind him that he did not have to. Bucky was determined to convince Steve and his former girlfriend to get back together, even if it meant that he would have to deal with Tony’s wrath once more. His best friend deserved a happy ending and Bucky was going to get it for him.

He had noticed the way the two of them had looked at each other during lunch, even though neither of them had acknowledged each other’s presence or made the effort to have a conversation. Sam had taken it upon himself to formally introduce Marilyn to Bucky, as there was no way Steve could have even thought of it.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sergeant Barnes.” The woman had told him politely, making him chuckle softly.

“You can call me Bucky.” He had told her. “It’s good to meet you too, Marilyn.”

“And you can call me Mari, actually.” She told him as she laughed softly. “It’s not easy being named after a Hollywood sex symbol.”

Bucky nodded. “I understand. I mean, I was named after a president.”

“Not the one that was linked with my namesake, I- wait, forget that I even said that.”

He gave her a confused look. “What?”

“N-Nothing...” She shrugged her shoulders before she took a sip of her eggnog. Her eyes kept darting towards Steve, who was talking to Rhodey and Tony. But all she could do was steal glances every now and then. She did not have the courage to go up and talk to him.

He shrugged off her words before shaking his head, noticing the woman constantly stealing a glance at his friend. “I’m sorry if you feel like I’m intruding... into your personal life. I know you just met me and you don’t know me much... or from what you know, you might probably resent me. But Sam happened to tell me that you and Steve used to...” He did not know how to start the conversation. But he knew that if he could did not get involved, no one else would.

Marilyn bit down on her bottom lip as he brought up her past with Steve and she let out a sigh. “Well, the past is in the past so...”

“I can’t tell you how to live your life, Mari. But I know Steve and I know how bad he feels about what happened between the two of you. I can see the way you look at him too and you can’t deny that you don’t have any feelings for him either.” He spoke in a hushed tone, hoping that no one could hear him.

“Bucky, I...”

“Tony built a time machine and Steve had access to it.” Bucky reminded her. “He could have gone back to the forties if he wanted to but he didn’t do that... You know, I thought he would have. He stayed, Mari. I often wondered why he had chosen to stay in this timeline when he could have gotten the life that he had always wanted with Peggy. But I know now that he had a reason to stay. It’s you. You’re the reason he stayed.”

Marilyn knew that Bucky was making sense. But her heart still refused to accept it. There was no way Steve could have chosen to stay in the present for her when he did have a chance to go back to the past and make himself a life for himself. How could have Steve chosen her over the woman who had once been the love of his life? How could have Steve chosen her over her Aunt Peggy, the woman whom Marilyn had heard stories of from her grandparents, the woman whom she had always looked up to when she was growing up, the woman who was much more brave, kind and confident than she could ever be. She found that hard to believe.

“If Tony could forgive me for what I did, why shouldn’t the two of you just forgive each other for whatever happened in the past?”

***

Christmas morning at the compound had always consisted of Pepper and Tony handing out presents to the kids. While Marilyn was not a kid anymore and was certainly not as materialistic as the rest of them, that had never stopped Tony for spoiling her with gifts every year. But that particular year, he had chosen not to buy her a present himself. Instead he had managed to find something that he knew that she would value a lot more than any expensive gift he could get her.

“This was actually from your parents. I was supposed to give this to you when you graduated from MIT but you know how crazy things were back then. I forgot and then... things got lost when I was moving around. But I found this a couple months ago and thought that this could be a perfect Christmas present for you. Of course, I had Pepper alter it first so that it could fit you. Make sure you’re alone when you open this, okay?” Tony had told her as he handed her a rectangle shaped box that was wrapped up nicely and tied up with a bow on top. “Merry Christmas, Little Jarvis.”

She gave him a confused look as she took it from him and leaned in to place a kiss on his cheek. “Merry Christmas, Tony.”

After everyone else had opened their present, Peter had left the compound to meet up with his girlfriend MJ and Harley had found himself helping Tony set up for the party that night.

Just as her godfather had instructed, Mari had found herself alone in her bedroom when she decided to open her present. Untying the bow and tearing off the wrapping paper, she opened the box to reveal a bright red dress that had been pressed and folded neatly.

When she picked it up and admired the fabric, she noticed an old photograph that had fallen out of it. She crouched down to pick it up from the tiled floor of the bedroom, only to see that it was a photo of her grandfather Edwin Jarvis with the incomparable founder of SHIELD herself, Peggy Carter. Mari noticed that the dress that she was wearing in the photo was the same one that she was now holding.

Marilyn could not help but remember the stories that she had heard from her father countless times. This dress had once belonged to her grandmother, who had lent it to her great-aunt Peggy for a mission. God, she had to give Tony some props. The man really was a genius for holding onto this present until he had found the right for to give it to her.

***

As the Christmas party was finally in full swing, Steve found himself seated by the bar with Bucky. With a beer in his hand, he watched a drunken Sam drag Natasha onto the dance floor. He’d realized that a beer was not as strong a drink to numb the thoughts that were now clouding his mind. But he was not planning on drinking the night away either. Despite Tony’ s invite, Steve had been hesitant about coming here, just because he knew that he would have to run into her. Perhaps it was his guilt that had been eating him alive right now. But Steve was miserable.

Steve was not an idiot. He knew that he was the reason why Marilyn Jarvis had left her entire family in New York to move across the country and he could not face her. He knew that he had screwed up by letting her go. He should not have given her an ultimatum where she had to choose between him and Tony. Of course, Mari had chosen Tony over him, just as he had chosen Bucky over Tony. Breaking her heart had certainly not been the right way to respond to that situation.

But he could not deny it either. He had fallen in love with her years ago. Steve knew that he loved Mari a lot more than he had loved Peggy. That was why he had chosen to stay in the present when he could have went back in time to make himself a life. He had wanted a future with her; even though he knew that she might not want the same with him.

Bucky’s eyes grew wide as he saw something behind Steve and he nudged his arm before standing up. “If this is what déjà vu feels like, then help me God...”

Steve gave him a confused look before he turned around to see Marilyn walking up to him, wearing a bright red dress was a lot more 1940s than what she was used to wearing. The knee length dress was a little loose around her petite frame and its vintage style was reason enough for Steve to assume that the dress had not belonged to her. Yet for a moment when he took in the sight of her, he could not help but think of Peggy - the same Peggy whom he had once in love with, the same Peggy whom Marilyn had also lost almost a decade ago.

The woman ignored the gaze of the entire party, giving Tony a smile on the way.

“Captain.” The young Jarvis greeted him and Steve had almost forgotten how to speak.

His friend nudged him once more, causing him to snap out of his trance. “Mar-” He paused, biting down on his bottom lip as he looked down at his feet and clearing hi throat. “Ms. Jarvis.”

“M-May I... have this dance?” She asked him as she held out her hand. “Please.”

Steve would have thought that she resented him to his core. But the way she had approached him and asked him to dance had been quite surprising to him. As he took her hand and led her towards the dance floor, there were a thousand things that he wanted to say to her. But instead, he wrapped his arms around her waist and swayed gently along to the music.

“I see that you haven’t forgotten what I’d taught you, Rogers.”

He gave her a nod, followed by a nervous chuckle. “Well, you did teach me how to dance, m’lady.”

Mari couldn’t help but chuckle at that. “The years have been kind to you, Steve.”

“The super-soldier serum does help with the aging...” He reminded her before letting out a sigh. “I like the dress, by the way.”

She blushed slightly at his compliment. “Thank you. It used to belong to my grandmother... and Aunt Peggy.”

“Oh...” Steve looked down once more before looking back up at her.

“Steve, why didn’t you go back to her?” Marilyn asked as she looked up at him. “Tony told me that you saw her when you went back in time for the stones. Why didn’t you... why didn’t you just stay when you went back to return the stones?”

“Because she’d moved on from me, Mar. She lived a long life without me and I couldn’t go back and take that away from her.” He replied as he sighed. “Besides, the life that I wanted was... right here... right now.”

“But you loved her, Steve-”

“I love you more, Mar.” He cut her off. “I know I haven’t been honest with you or myself but I can’t take it anymore. So, here’s the truth. It’s you who I love, it’s always been. I’m sorry I put you in a place where you had to choose between me and Tony. But I think the last nine years without you have taught me how stupid I had been... and how much I love you, Marilyn Jarvis.”

Mari could not help but tear up at that. “But Steve... I’m not... right for you. You said so yourself.”

“And I was wrong, I admit it.”

“Steve... I... I love you too.” She finally confessed what she had been holding onto for years now, her eyes glossing over with tears as they met Steve’s blue ones. “I’ve loved you since the day I first saw you.”

Steve then reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. He unfolded it before turning it over to her, revealing a pencil sketch of her face. “I’ve been wanting to give this to you for a while now, Mar. A portrait of you that you’ve always wanted me to draw.”

“You drew this... for me? Steve, it’s beautiful.”

“And so are you.” He could not help but smile at that and he pulled her into a tight hug. “Marry me. First thing in the morning, right here in front of our family and friends. We’ll find ourselves a home in the suburbs, white picket fence and all. That’s where we’ll raise our children. We’ll grow old together too, because I’m not doing that with anyone else but you.”

“I...” She looked over at Tony for a moment before turning back to him. “I think that would be perfect.” Perhaps Marilyn Jarvis had been wrong about one thing. She deserved to have her own happy ending after all.

[benoitblanc]

top 5 movie genres, top 10 comfort characters, top 5 foods !! 🩷🩷🩷

top film genres:

to absolutely no one's surprise, tuser benoitblanc's favorite film genre is murder mysteries

i'm always a slut for musicals

sci-fi!

comedies, especially 80s comedies

superhero

top 10 comfort characters:

donna noble from doctor who character of ALL TIME

edwin jarvis from agent carter. i miss him every damn day

dana scully from the x files. she is an icon legend AND the moment

peggy carter from agent carter my BELOVED

parker from leverage. THE most underrated character ever

han solo and leia organa from star wars are a package deal

fox mulder from the x files. moron (affectionate)

alec hardison from leverage my main man!!!

inej ghafa from the grishaverse. when is s3 of sab

and emily grace and george crabtree from murdoch mysteries just for you, milo :)

bonus: rory williams from doctor who. love of my LIFE

top 5 foods:

cornish motherfucking pasties

mac and cheese, obviously

pork gyoza

black bean burritos

berry cheesecake

ask my top 5/10 anything!!!

[alittlesliceofcucumber]

Happy Father's Day to Tony Stark's father, Edwin Jarvis :)

[cycat4077]

Rollisi?

Ok, first off as a disclaimer: I’m “new” to SVU in the sense that child me watched it a long time ago, then stopped watching it THEN, thanks to re-runs on tv, got into “newer” shows from season 15(?). One thing lead to another and I was watching a few new episodes from season 21.

AND I fell in love with Carisi. I’m currently doing a watch from season 16 onwards to catch up. (Just finished season 17.) One of the other disclaimers I should mention is that I tend to have a type when it comes to favorite characters on shows. I usually root for the underdog or the character that tends to get overlooked. Most times this is a male character who is a big family-oriented sweetheart with a strong moral code who likes to take care of people: BJ Hunnicutt from M*A*S*H and Edwin Jarvis from Agent Carter are two of my beloveds besides Sonny Carisi. And upon “adopting” these characters I have a hard time pairing them with any other characters UNLESS there’s a deep and trusting relationship there. That’s because I don’t want my baby to get hurt. I go all protective momma bear over them and I want only THE BEST for them.

Now that that’s out of the way, here’s what I think about Rollisi. I “get” it. If I was only tuning into season 21, it would be a different story. But having watched the mid-season finale, while I do my catch-up watching, I can spot some of the subtle hints and things. And I understand why the writers keep hinting at it.

Sonny and Rollins have a pretty trusting relationship. We get to see that especially when Sonny guesses that Rollins is pregnant with Jesse. Sonny is kind and understanding. She confides in him. He’s a non-judgmental ear, which is something she has been lacking. He’s there for her and is genuinely concerned for her whenever complications arise, etc. He makes her dinner and spends time with her and Jesse when he gets a chance to. Sonny is a giver who doesn’t expect anything in return for his kindness. And I think Rollins really values that in him.

The trouble is that Rollins has never been one to be sure of what she wants. She’s hot-headed and non-committal. That’s how she ends up with two kids from two dads and I think she’s secretly afraid that people will judge her on that. That’s why she’s afraid to tell Carisi when she’s pregnant for Billie. But Sonny doesn’t judge her. He never did, never will. And I think that kind of love (be it platonic or romantic on Sonny’s behalf) scares Rollins. She’s used to people not giving a sh*t what she does or for her decisions to be judged (especially by her own family). But Sonny cares. So when she has that outburst at him in S21 where she’s mad that he left, it’s because she’s scared to lose that unconditional “love”. Maybe her head has been pushing her away from letting herself get close to Sonny romantically, while her heart is telling her the opposite. Rollins seems to have a lot of inner conflicts that she has a hard time resolving and what exactly her relationship with Sonny IS could be another one of those conflicts. We get more of that in the therapist’s office last episode.

On Sonny’s side, let me take a quote from Peter from one of the podcasts:

“There’s a private life of Rollins & Carisi that kind of exists outside of the show […] Carisi can be a version of himself or a more open version of himself, I think, with Rollins in a way that he’s not with other people. And I think that’s a very close relationship that’s awesome to have.”

Of course Peter can’t either confirm or deny Rollisi, but I think this quote gives insight into who Sonny is. He started as the new guy trying to prove himself. Usually he’s pretty serious on the job and very passionate about his work. But we do get small glimpses into how sweet and caring he is, especially with family and by how he interacts with Rollins’ kids. We don’t get a lot of that “open version” of Carisi unless he’s in the above two scenarios, especially with Rollins. And I believe that’s the basis of a healthy relationship. You need to be able to be yourself. 

And this is where my conflicted feelings about Rollisi arise. I want the best for Sonny. I want him to have a relationship where he can be himself - like what Peter describes is the case with Rollins. But I’m not sure Rollins is ready or will ever be ready to give all of herself over to another human being in that way. She’s very guarded and I’m not sure she can open herself up to Carisi in the same way he has opened up to her. In part, I feel if Rollins decides to get together with Sonny she might see it as “settling”. A good dependable choice for herself and kids. BUT, Sonny would not see it that way. I think he does love her. He loves her kids, he admires her devotion to the job and to being a single parent. He loves her for who she is and doesn’t try to change her. So, while Sonny may be thrilled if they got together and takes on the paternal figure plus doting boyfriend instantaneously, Rollins may end up having feelings of regret. Was this the right decision for me? And I don’t want Sonny to ever be placed in a one-way relationship with ANYONE. He deserves the world and I feel extremely protective over him and his heart. I want him to have a family, but even though he looks perfectly natural with Rollins’ kids in his arms, I don’t want him to be locked into something that eventually turns loveless on Rollins’ end.

I guess we’ll see what unfolds tonight. If the writers are going to make a Rollisi move, it’s now. One of them will have to inadvertently say their true feelings in the heat of the moment/threat of losing one another. Maybe it’ll be Sonny saying something like: “I don’t know what I would have done if I’d lost you” or Amanda saying in some roundabout way that she loves him. Who knows.

Do I ship them? Maybe. But they still have a lot of growth to do if I’m going to believe it. Rollins needs to get a grip on what she truly wants and Sonny can’t let her have his heart if she doesn’t know what to do with it.

Sorry for the long post. All this has been tumbling around in my noggin’ for a while now.

EDIT - post mid-season 21 premier. Spoilers ahoy

I think this episode confirms that Sonny does indeed care deeply about Rollins. He’s ANGRY™ when he finds out she’s been kidnapped. He blames himself for it too. You can tell how conflicted he is since he’s essentially powerless to help her directly.

I think that the writers did make a Rollisi move in terms of Amanda herself. And this is what I had mentioned above: I’m not going to buy into shipping it, unless Rollins does some soul searching. When she was in that motel she spilled some pretty deep seeded fears. She grew up believing she did not deserve to be happy. That’s what she saw from her mother. She believes she doesn’t deserve nice guys. But she’s terrified that her daughters will grow up that way too and I think this is the push she needs to finally put her happiness first. And who has always been there for her, unconditionally and without judgement? Who is a nice guy? Dominick “Sonny” Carisi Jr. The foundation is there, they just need to build on it. Have Rollins change her attitude and views about herself and grow that self-confidence. Sonny’s the type of guy who will wait for her, however long it may take.

The big hint at Rollisi was at the end. If you don’t ship it, then the elevator scene could be interpreted as a very healthy friendship where two people trust one another and have each other’s backs. But if you put on some shipper goggles, it could definitely be considered the wind to get that ship a-sailing. Amanda holds herself together until Sonny and her are alone and he asks if she’s ok. Then she lets her guard down and says no, crying. She’s done that in the past with him too. But Sonny cradles her and says multiple times: “I got you.” And that could be the defining line in the script. Anyway, it’s some type of love, regardless if you’re wearing shipping goggles or not.

I really hope that if they are heading down the Rollisi pathway, we start to see more growth on that front. More giving from Rollins and Sonny finally being able to accept something in return. It’s a lovely friendship no matter what and I’d love to see it grow. And because it’s a friendship and I firmly believe that frienship should be the basis of any romantic relationship, I wouldn’t be necessarily opposed to Rollisi becoming more someday in the future.

Just don’t break my Sonnyshine’s heart

[loulooser]

Edwin Jarvis my beloved

[rebelmeg]

Chapters: 17/27 Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes & Natasha Romanov, Edwin Jarvis & Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes & Natasha Romanov & Tony Stark, Ana Jarvis/Edwin Jarvis Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Howard Stark, Edwin Jarvis, Tony Stark, Ana Jarvis, Obadiah Stane Additional Tags: Child Abuse, Hydra (Marvel), Red Room (Marvel), Trauma, Kidnapping, Kid Tony Stark, Kid Natasha Romanov, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Family Feels, Fluff, Nightmares, Implied/Referenced Drug Addiction, Past Character Death, Implied/Referenced Brainwashing, Implied/Referenced Torture, Aftermath of Torture, Natasha Romanov Feels, Protective Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, BAMF Natasha Romanov, Bucky Barnes Remembers, Tony Stark Feels, Protective Natasha Romanov, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Protective Tony Stark, Howard Stark's A+ Parenting Summary:

If you asked the Asset, he'd say it started with being given a name, something of his own. For the first time he had something for himself, and he became greedy. So she became his as well.

If you asked the little Widow, she'd say, “It started with a brother. He was my brother and I wanted another.”

If you asked Howard Stark, he'd say, “It started with the Serum, and it ended with a Serum.”

But if you asked the youngest of them all, he'd answer, “It started like everything, an action was the catalyst for a chain reaction. I was just lucky to have a brother and a sister, a real father and another mother, through it all.”

The moral of the story is that a true family always finds each other.

Chapter 17: An Act of Protection

Summary:

For Yasha and Natasha, speaking Russian is their comfort, their security blanket. Their little brother has picked up on it, and isn’t that something? Hearing his voice speaking in their familiar, beloved language. Their bond with Tony is so strong so full of love, that when the bruises register, neither of them are above murder.

Notes:

Sorry for the delayed posting, darlings. Real life came for both of us this past week with a vengeance. Posting should be back to normal now, every 2 or 3 days. But for now, have an extra long chapter!

And go read those tags again, because some of them kick in hardcore in this chapter.