#endgame fanfic

[aeterna-auroral-avenger]

Avengers: Infinity's End

Chapter 29 - Fully Realized [AO3 link]

Summary - “A scenario is a description of possible events, meaning there is one overall picture with different minuscule events to achieve that singular overall picture.  In truth, when the Sorcerer spoke of one winning scenario, he meant there was one ultimate winning vine of reality created by different possible events or branches, varying in tiny ways, but they all led to the same singular winning reality.  Thus is the mystery and fascination of destiny.” AKA: Rory is faced with the hardest choice of her life.

[marvelsfavoriteuncle]

The Time Hesitant // Endgame Blurb ⏳

When Jason knew about the so called time heist, he scoffed at the notion of being able to do such a thing. Build a Time Machine?! To bring everyone back together and return what they lost?

He thought he was having a stroke.

He shook his head ‘no’ as him and Tony shared a few looks. Rei was sitting down on the edge of the steps listening, rolling his eyes. Morgan was in her father’s arms with no real idea of what was happening at the moment, god she was so innocent and kind…

Natasha sighed, as Steve, Scott and others chatted with the group.

//

That same night, Tony was doing the dishes as his uncle sat down sipping a glass of wine. Most of everyone was asleep or awake upstairs, well no Pepper was outside watching the stars for a bit before coming back inside to join them.

“What’s the plan?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you think I should do this?”

“Tony…”

“JJ I need you to be honest with me on this one. What should I do here?”

“Well knowing you, your mind already started tinkering around with the concept since they brought it up..I um..”

“Um what? I need your advice here.”

“…to be honest, I am scared about this situation because what if something goes wrong…I mean, it’s time travel we’re dealing with.”

“It won’t.”

Said a voice, that clearly belonged to Rei who muttered that he couldn’t quite sleep without a glass of water. But they all knew he was thinking about Scotty’s idea from earlier. Both men looked up at him, wanting to search his mind for what he was wondering.

“..it won’t. But yeah, there is a chance that something might switch up on us, even though I am convinced that we can crack this.” Rei said, taking a sip of water noticing the odd looks and added, “What? Any chance to see my friends screw up a time travel machine is a win for me.”

That made Jason crack a smile. Rei could already imagine Natasha, Rochelle, Steve, Rick and even Bruce screwing up Scott’s experimental idea.

Tony already was working on a blueprint in his own head about the traveling equipment and any math he needs to do. He knew his son was thinking the same thing. Hell, he knew Rei misses his boyfriend Peter Parker as well.

Jason spoke up, “Here’s what we can do. Bring back only what we lost, no mirror changes. The Pym Particles are completely separate from our pay rate, so if we mess up, someone could get stuck in the Quantum Mechanics of it all. So have to think wisely about this..”

“We build the equipment needed, like bracelets or something to keep us from slipping or get stuck somewhere..” Rei says, rubbing his hands together having an idea for it.

“Clever! Yeah that can work, and we will need suits for the rest of the gang.” Tony added nodding, “Gentlemen, let’s pack.”

The rest of the night, the trio stayed up late packing up equipment and getting the systems for the machine ready.

However as they hit the jackpot cracking the code, Rei loudly said, “Shit.”

In return a tiny voice repeated his words loudly enough for him and his father to hear, his uncle snorted in surprise as Morgan sat on the step smiling softly. They wondered what was she doing out of bed this late at night, Jason raised an eyebrow at his granddaughter who cheeky smiled. She quickly asked what was going on, resulting in Tony repeating the bad boy and Morgan gave him a look that said ‘Seriously?’

They all took a break as Morgan suggested juice pops, joining in on her idea. Jason was downstairs with Pepper trying to take his mind off things, but he could hear Morgan’s giggle at her big brother and father.

Pepper rubbed his shoulders, “Hey, what’s going on?”

“You know, stuff racking my brain. The usual.” He responded.

“Yeah, you wanna tell me about it?”

He took Pepper’s hand and softly pressed a kiss to her palm, thanking her heart for taking time to listen to him. She smiled at her uncle-in-law and gave his hand a squeeze.

“Just wondering if theses last few years were a hiccup in terms for a bigger plan in mind…I mean, let’s face it, we got lucky here. Many people did not..there are days where I forgot what happened..” Jason said, sighing.

“Because we created a safe space for us to breathe and be away from the city..” Pepper explained with a soft tone, “I think it’s one of the best decisions we ever made to be honest.”

“Tell me about. We’re growing fruits and vegetables outside our window, it’s a blessing…but it doesn’t matter if we’re still missing our family..our friends..”

“I heard what was said outside. It’s a stretch to do that, but it seems worth trying..I miss Liz, Hill and the others, everyone does..”

“And if we fail?”

“At least we know you guys tried..you’re tried, get some rest, please.”

Years ago, he would’ve said he wasn’t tired at all but to be fair, he was exhausted. Jason was exhausted, nervous and overwhelmed by the fact that this might be the craziest thing he has done yet. He was just as sick to his stomach that something might to wrong. He has been time travel movies, he knew something could swing left field and they might have to rehearse things before they jump into those suits tomorrow.

Do a test drive for the machine, make sure everyone was aware of the risks, they have eaten and had enough energy to make this decision work out to their advantage. That meant they would have to hit the books too.

Fingers crossed.

Think positive thoughts.

He said goodnight to Pepper and went off to bed, staring at the ceiling before his eyes drifted off to sleep. He only hoped for the best for this trip, maybe he could even get a good nights rest too…

—//—

Ahh yes there is more! Hope you like it, let me know what you think about it in the comments below

Tags: @missstrawbs2001 @gcthvile @gaminggirlsstuff @sherloquestea @cherrysft @rickb-chaos @meiramel @savemewattpad

[wynnd-citrus]

Tony survives! Anything But “Mr Stark” Pt. 2 :3

[erinwantstowrite]

and so it begins...

been thinking about how the fantastic four would probably start up around when peter is 16 and i was like "how would they even work in LoF canon" and i've decided peter is gonna have a one sided beef with johnny for the pettiest reason and then start to feel bad, only for them to have a misunderstanding of sorts (idk yet) and thus their two sided beef begins until they figure it out. that's like. the gist of johnny and peter, right?

(they'll be besties one day)

[sirfrogthe3rd]

"If an artist falls in love with you, you can never die."

[nanenna]

Meeting the Mayor

Sleepy King Master Post

Mayor Masters had left their little group waiting for far too long. It was clearly a power move, something Batman expected of someone like Lex Luthor, not the mayor of a small town that had been all but swallowed up by the nearby larger city. It was so predictable that he even started a mental countdown on when they would be allowed to meet Masters. He was, of course, right.

On entering the mayor’s office, Masters was sitting behind his desk, an oily smile spread across his face. He didn’t even stand to greet them. “Good afternoon, it’s not every day…” Masters trailed off as his face scrunched up. “Strawberry shortcake! Did some youths play a prank on you?”

Batman glanced briefly towards his fellow League members, they looked just as confused as he was. Diana squared her shoulders, “What do you mean?”

“You don’t…” Masters frowned as he looked them over, “Nevermind, my mistake. What did you want to discuss?” The man smiled brightly as he leaned over and pressed a button on a small desk fan, the blades whirred to life.

Diana smiled just as brightly and just as fakely as she sat down in front of his desk. “We’re here to make sure you’re aware of the resources the Justice League has made available to any municipal body.”

Constantine took his cue and lounged in the chair next to Diana while Batman chose to loom over her shoulder.

“Resources?” Masters asked with a raised brow.

“Yes, we understand that attacks on a “super villain” level can leave a lot of collateral damage that smaller cities may struggle to repair, especially those that haven’t had to deal with such things before. The Justice League provides aid to anyone who applies.”

“Ah, how generous!” Masters gave a smile that made Batman’s skin crawl. “But I’m sure even you have limited funds, would not they be better left to those truly in need? As you’ve seen, our little town is doing just fine without your help.”

“And how is that?” Batman asked. “There’ve been reports of numerous attacks over the last two years, where is Amity Park getting the resources to repair the damage?”

“Believe it or not, ghosts are incorporeal and thus don’t cause as much collateral damage. Also, the appearance of ghosts has caused a spike in tourists, which has been quite the boost to our economy. And lastly, as the mayor is it not my civic duty to support my town, which I love so dearly? Of course I’ve been supplementing Amity’s budget, and I’ve been making sure to hire only local businesses to keep Amity Park’s money inside Amity Park.”

Batman narrowed his eyes. He chose not to mention that Vlad had only moved to Amity Park shortly before running for mayor, or that he had bought and combined a few local construction companies and has been using them exclusively. Certainly everything about the man was suspicious, but that wasn’t what they were here to talk about. Instead he pulled several pamphlets from his utility belt. “While you’ve been lucky so far, it would be in your best interests to be fully aware of the resources available to you and your fine town in case something larger scale happens.” Not that it hadn’t already, he couldn’t imagine anything larger scale than the entire town and neighboring city getting pulled into another dimension by an undead tyrant king.

While Batman and Diana painstakingly went over the pamphlets with Masters, who’s smile wilted more and more the longer they took, Constantine kept muttering under his breath and making motions with his hands where Masters couldn’t see them, staring intensely at the mayor the whole time. Batman was curious what he was seeing.

The wall suddenly burst, small bits of plaster and wood showering over Masters and the cape Batman had used to shield himself and his fellow League members.

“Vladdie!” A familiar voice called boisterously, “You won’t believe what happened! Oh, I didn’t know you had guests.”

Masters was brushing debris from his person as he spoke with clear disdain, “Yes, well, if you would use the door as. I’ve. Asked! Numerous time. This whole situation could be avoided.”

“Hello again,” Dr. Jack Fenton said cheerfully with a little wave. “What are you doing visiting Vladdie?”

“We were just ensuring Mayor Masters was aware of all the JL resources available to him,” Batman said as he let his cap fall back around his body.

“Oh, that reminds me,” Diana said brightly. “We also have support available for minors doing hero work, you wouldn’t happen to be able to get in contact with Phantom, would you?”

Dr. Madeline Fenton, along with both their children, approached as Diana asked her question. Masters’s eyes trailed over to the group before focusing back on the League members. “No, I’m afraid not. He’s a ghost, you know. Likely he spends most of his time in the Ghost Zone, only comes here to play around with his ghost friends and cause collateral damage.”

“Hey!” Danny said indignantly. “Phantom is a hero who’s working really hard to keep the town safe!”

“Yes yes,” Masters said while waving his hand at the family. “I know you and all your little friends think Phantom hung the moon and stars. Wait, shouldn’t you two be at school?”

“There was an incident,” Jack said proudly.

Masters sighed, “It wouldn’t happen to have anything to do with these fine people, would it?” He waved at the League members as he spoke.

“Good guess, Vladdie!”

“I thought so.” Masters swept the pamphlets into his desk drawer. “Well thank you very much for your concern, I shall make sure to keep these in case we ever do need assistance. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to contact someone about repairing my wall. Have a lovely day.” Masters stood and simply walked through the busted wall with the Fenton family.

Batman watched them leave through narrowed eyes.

“Not the oddest town I’ve been in,” Diana remarked thoughtfully.

Batman simply turned to look in Constantine’s direction.

“The mayor is also dead as a doornail, but fully alive.”

“He also clearly smelled your demon blood,” Batman added.

Constantine nodded. “I'm getting all kinds of odd readings off the mayor, no I'm not explaining it. Just know he's weird, but still not as weird as the kid, though he's close."

"Should we not follow them?" Diana asked.

"I put trackers and bugs on all of them," Batman replied.

"'Course you did, mate."

[hello-sweetheart]

I need to see Steve at his breaking point, kneeling in absolute defeat. Whimpering, crying, sobbing with a sword under his chin forcing him to look up that man who is now nothing but a stranger.

But, once he was a familiar and friendly face around the castle. Often running around with the outcasts and playing music in the town square. Telling stories of great heroic adventurers to the children that flocked around him to listen. A tall but scrawny thing with a mouth that knew not when to bite its tongue.

Steven makes a pathetic image for a prince. His skin is stained with tears, grime, and blood. Blood from his knights. Brothers in arms that he’d known since he was a mere child.

He’s nothing now, has nothing.

A fallen prince awaiting death.

Edward has his dark tresses tied at the nape of his neck. His eyes are dark as night, focused and fierce in his gaze. His chest heaves and exhaustion is evident, but he stands proud.

Vengeful.

Such a far cry from the once cowardly and impish man that Steven had known him to be.

Even with the sting of betrayal, the broken bond among him and children, adolescents now, that he had come to care for… he understands why someone would follow him.

He has the stance of a leader and the final unwavering judgement of a king.

Humilated, he thinks of his people, the children (his children), and even the servants that had joined the revolt against the crown. He wishes them a better life, a kinder one than he and his parents had given them under their family rule.

Steven trusts… he trusts in his people’s judgment, despite it all, and their faith in their soon-to-be King Edward.

Accepting the fate of their decision, his cries quiet but he makes no move to wipe the mess he’s made of himself.

Steve raises his chin just a bit higher and tries to steady his breath. Leans his head against the sword that’s at the side of his neck now, a swing away from finality, and looks up at the people’s king.

“Whatever kind of king you choose to be,” his mouth is parched and heavy with the taste of ash, “be a loving one.”

His closes his eyes, and waits.

“Then, my first act as King will be that of good faith to the people. Prince Steven… I show you mercy.”

[impartygirl]

Age Accurate Van Scene

good morning again bylers!! close ups + comparisons below cut!!!

+ mike not blurred in the back!!

hes right behind me isnt he... ANYWAYS. i fucking hateeeee wills shirt, how i drew it, how hard it is to draw, just... UGH! wills my all time favorite BUT TAKE THAT GODDAMM SHIRT OFF.

i know im a yapper but this is my 2nd time tryna draw them realistically (-ish) n i thinkkk its okay?? whatever. hey siri play boys dont cry on Spotify

[destielembarker]

BUCKY BARNES x READER

my everything…

Summary: Bucky comes back from the events of Thunderbolts* and you GOTTA fix his hair with some tough love.

tags: cursing, bucky barnes x reader, fluff, alpine being a lil shit, already married fic, domestic banter turned sweet, cuddles, kisses, wound dressing, no use of y/n or pronouns, DISCUSSION ABOUT ARM IN THE DAMN DISHWASHER.

notes: i know this shit is written like a 4th grader did it and i really just don’t care enough to fix it BC I NEEDED TO GET THIS DISHWASHER DISCUSSION OFF MY CHEST. plz comment!!!

Bucky has been gone for 3 months now. It isnt uncommon for him to leave for long periods of time but, definitely been hard but you picked up some extra shifts to fill the time.

Last night you heard the front door open and close and quiet footsteps approaching your room as not to wake you. Alpine, who was lying on the end of your bed, picked up her head at the noise.

He came in the bedroom and quietly dropped his bag and coat in the corner and crawled into bed behind you and wrapped his arm around your waist. Alpine crawled over, quietly sniffing out the stranger. Immediately she registered who it was and let out multiple happy chirps and head bumps on his back.

He chuckled at her eagerness.

He turned back to you, whispering in your ear, “hey.”

You’re fully awake now, “Bucky!!”

You rolled over and hugged and kissed his face. Which he happily accepted. The room was very dim. You ran your fingers through his hair. “Getting long again, huh?” You laughed.

He let out a sigh, “Yeah, let’s go back to bed. Wanna see you in the morning.”

His tone indicated he was tired so you quickly nodded and leaned your head down into his chest and fell back asleep with Alpine purring between you two.

~~~~

The next morning you woke up as you usually do, 5 AM with the morning orange glow pouring into your room and alpine screaming at your feet.

“Okay okay!” You laughed, rolling out of bed to feed her.

“I hadn’t missed that.” Bucky laughed, covering his head with the blankets.

You get up and feed the beast and return back to your bedroom to see him, propped up on some pillows rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

You’re stopped dead in your tracks when you finally make eye contact with him, seeing what you didn’t see in the dim light last night.

“James…” You say in a quiet voice.

“Huh?” He tilts his head in confusion.

“Baby, have you looked in the mirror lately?” You laughed.

“Yeah, why?”

“Because, I love you, but that haircut has to go.” You said annoyed.

“I knew you were gonna say something.” He chuckled.

“Also where the fuck is your arm?” You said crossing your arms.

He stayed silent but you both knew the answer.

“James. Bathroom. Now.” He groaned like a child being punished but rolled out of bed in just a wife beater and some black briefs, which kinda made you less mad at him. He still got a perky little butt you loved from day one.

You followed him into the bathroom and rummaged through the drawers looking for your clippers. He assumed his position, sitting on the side of the tub.

You plugged them in and turned around to face him. Those beautiful blue eyes staring up at you like you hung the moon.

After all these years, you could never truly be mad at him. But you have to act like it so he doesn’t think you’re a pushover.

“Bug…” you say playing with the ends of his hair.

“I know. I know.” He said waving your hand away.

“Like I wouldn’t be so mad if this didn’t look like shit! It looks like you got your hair cut from a middle aged white lady!” You laughed.

“I just haven’t had time.” He says turning his head to watch Alpine push her way into the bathroom, chirping again when she saw him. “Hi my love!” He says patting his lap. She immediately runs over and leaps into his lap and nuzzling his chin.

You flick on the clippers. “She missed you…” you said in a softer tone.

“You think?” He said petting her gently as you made long strokes across his head.

Alpine swatting at the falling pieces of hair.

“Hey hey!” You say swatting the hair out of her paws and mouth. “No!”

She looks up at you confused.

“What’s that for?” Bucky said petting her back.

“James… don’t even get me started.” You say continuing to work your way around his head, more annoyed this time.

“Tell me.”

“Well, YOUR child decided it was a good idea to eat eighteen of my little hair ties while you were gone.” You say while scratching her ears.

“Okay…” he says, inquiring further.

“Okay? Well it cost me two fucking grand on emergency surgery, Buck!”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. Oh! You should be lucky I took her in the second she stopped eating.”

He laughed and looked down at her on his lap, “Did my baby girl give mommy a hard time while Daddy was gone?” She chirped and head butted his chest.

“Don’t laugh! She could have died! Look!” You say reaching over to pick her up under the arms. Her legs sway below her, exposing her belly with a dark pink scar running down her abdomen and hair clipped in a perfect square.

He reached out and grabbed her with his one arm, from your grasp, kissing her forehead. “Oh my poor baby!” He said flipping her onto her back in the crook of his arm like a baby. “She didn’t mean it.” He says looking up at you with those pleading eyes again.

Everytime you see him with that tiny white cat, you cannot help but to feel your heart swell. Just the image of this big strong man with a tiny cat cradled in his arm is enough to melt anyone’s heart.

“Okay okay, well you’re not out of the doghouse yet.” You say finishing up his hair.

“Oh yeah?” He says rocking her softly.

You flip off the clippers and grab the scissors on the counter and walk back over to him, waving the scissors in his face, and bending down to eye level.

“What the fuck did I say about putting your arm in the dishwasher? Huh?” You say grabbing his chin and standing back up straight.

“But-“ he started, trying to defend himself.

“No buts Bucky! That’s nasty!” You say putting your hands on your hips.

“How is it nasty?” He says annoyed.

“Because Buck, you go out and beat the shit out of people with the arm, getting dead guy blood and dirt all over it. Then you come home and put that shit in the same place where we put plates, which we eat off of!” You say, raising your tone again.

“Well-…” he pauses.

You bend back down and kiss his forehead. “My love, I’ve told you, if you want it cleaned, that’s not a problem. Just let me clean it. In the tub. Where I can use bleach to scrub the tub afterwards.”

“Yeah but that means you have to do extra work for me….” He says with tears in his eyes, you can tell no one has ever done this for him before.

You walk over and hug his head onto your stomach. “Bug… listen to me…”

He tilts his head upward to indicate him listening.

“That’s what marriage is about. I’m not doing this because I hate you. I’m doing this because I love you, and I love myself because I don’t wanna eat off plates with dead guy juices on it, but mostly because I love you!”

He chuckles and sniffs, turning his head to wipe his nose on his shoulder. “You sure?” He says putting the cat down onto the floor.

You pull yourself off him and kneel onto the floor in front of him, cupping his cheeks into your hands, thumbing away the stray tears. “Bucky Barnes…. I wouldn’t have taken your last name if I thought you were a burden to me. You did such a good job during the courting phase to show me the good, the bad, and the ugly… and I still said yes.”

He cracked a smile and looked up at you.

“The lengths I would go to give you everything I have… my life, my soul, my body, and everything I own. You are my everything.”

He nodded and pulled you into a warm hug. “I love you so much.” He said with a broken tone.

“I love you too, Bug.”

You spend the next few seconds of the hug rubbing your hands over his back. He winced slightly every time you touched his right side.

“Buck…” you said in a worried tone.

You pull back from the hug and lift up his tank top.

“Baby… that looks bad.” You sighed, sitting back on your heels.

He nodded slowly.

You turn around to grab the first aid kit from the bottom of the cabinet and crawl over to him.

You put some rubbing alcohol onto a cotton pad and start to slowly dab the huge cut running down his back around to his stomach. He scrunched his eyes and clenched his fist and hissed quietly.

“Shhh… I know baby. But it’s gonna get infected if you don’t let me dress it. How long ago did this happen?”

“Couple days…” he mumbled through gritted teeth.

“Did you put anything on it? Actually I don’t wanna know the answer.” You said quickly.

You continue patting the scratch, using up about half of your cotton pads that are now soaked in blood.

He’s white knuckling the side of the tub by time you’re finished.

“Can you do something for me?” You say, cleaning your mess of bloody cotton balls littering the floor.

“I guess?” He says pulling his shirt back down.

“Will you tell me about your wounds.”

He scoffs, “Why?”

“Do I have to repeat the conversation we just had?”

“… no” he muttered.

“Okay then, I don’t want you unnecessarily suffering. Period. End of story. Got it?” You say standing up and opening the bathroom door.

“Got it.”

“Now come on, I’m making you breakfast.” He chuckles and bounces up to follow you to the kitchen.

[pythoness94]

Chat, I desperately need to know how to write Jonathan's and Mike's relationship without Jonathan hating Mike. I FUCKING hate it when I see that trope, Jonathan would never hate Mike for simply not reciprocating his brothers' feelings. That's stupid has hell. Mike is basically Jonathan's second brother, he knows Mike, he's known him all his life. He's seen how sweet Mike is to Will, he was there when Mike starting sobbing while Will was possessed. HE WOULDN'T HATE MIKE! He would be CONCERNED! But all the fics and character analysis I'm reading for the two always paint Jonathan as hating Mike, so you see my dilemma here >:(

[tinkthatsme]

My Spuffy fanart commission from the masterful @flyora inspired by the fic ‘Seven’ from the amazing @elysianholly available on @elysianfieldsarchive.

#I am beyond obsessed #exceeds all expectations #s7 rewrite #s7 supremacy #balm for my canon induced heartbreak #hollydb #flyora art #elysianfieldsarchive

[marvelsfavoriteuncle]

We will never go back.. / Endgame Blurb 🌧️

Pairing: Jason x Elizabeth

Featuring the chillest godson, Rei Stark

Extra characters mentioned: Tony, Natasha, Pepper, Steve, Carol Danvers, Morgan, Ava and etc

——

Thanos snapped.

We lost.

Now we’re stuck in Avengers Compound watching the panels of people who were dusted off or body not found yet.

There were immediate reports of casualties among the country and civilians running wild.

But at the moment Jason couldn’t care less about that. Half of his family were lost in space, for weeks now, with no signals communication from any kind of satellite or aircraft.

Natasha placed a hand on his shoulder as he gently half smiled, as he hasn’t been seen moving from his seat in the main area in hours. Bruce and Thor were off somewhere in the house, Steve was in the bathroom and god knows where the others are.

He felt a little numb. And who can blame him? He had been punched repeatedly by aliens just a couple of weeks back, his body aching from misery, his eyes swollen from starvation.

He just needed to know they were alright…

Suddenly a rumbling sound was felt across the whole compound, blaring lights from above the ceiling windows and gasps from the hallways. Jason rushed to his feet following Natasha out the door onto the yard, noticing the others just behind them. As he looked up, he saw it. An aircraft being carried down by a blonde beacon of light.

An instant sensation of fear and relief came over him as the ship landed then opened up, watching Tony stumbling out, as Rei followed behind him just as weak and tired. Steve rushed over to Tony and Jason did the same for Rei.

The young brunette fought him off being held upright, as it seemed he was battling a serious wave of thoughts, but it was evident that Rei was basically going to pass out, despite fighting the urge to give up. After a moment of muttering and grunting a few words, he fell into his godfather’s arms like when he was a child whimpering softly as Jason held him close.

His mind didn’t even register that one Stark was missing from the mess.

His wife, as he assumed she was behind Tony and being held upright by Steve for support. But she wasn’t, he didn’t need to think twice about it to know she was dusted like the rest of them…

———

He spent the next couple of hours, playing physician with Rhodes, cleaning up both Stark’s wounds properly, getting them something to eat and replacing their IVs regularly.

They needed rest.

He was only half listening to the radio, he was barely paying much attention to his fellow teammates talking to catch every word or whistle given. He rolled his eyes at Tony’s wordsmith of a tongue, Rei shared the same sentiment apparently.

He didn’t even given himself a chance to properly defend or process the fact that his wife was gone. He lost her twice, once to the damn ice block and the other to a damn mad titan who looked like some rotten plum.

Great going Underwood…

Rei brought him out of his thoughts.

Jason was sitting on the edge of the young man’s hospital bed, playing with his thumbs after delivering him a bowl of orange slices. He looked up to see his godson eating his fruit, poking him with his foot to catch his attention.

“You’ve been awfully quiet since I got back.” Rei said softly, his voice still a little heavy.

He scoffed, “No kidding. I was worried about you.”

“I am 23 years old, I can take care of myself, thank you very much.”

“Yeah, right, sure.”

“…okay i did not expect to be stuck in space with some blue girl and dad for half of the time..but still.”

“Or getting our ass handed to us by some ailen freaks.”

“Since when did you fight ailen freaks? Your retired!”

“While you were space, I had to suit up..”

Rei looked up from his bowl once again as it clicked, seeing the bruises and scab cuts on his godfather’s face. He was fighting with his bow and arrow against some of Thanos’s forces, in his green suit once again. He only seen the suit come out once during 2015 Ultron attacked but seen it hung up over the years.

He would never admit it but when he was a child, he even played around with the green mask he wore for the custom piece of clothing. A part of him wishes he got to see it again in action and roast his godfather for it later.

“Don’t start.” Jason said, pointing a finger toward his face.

“I wasn’t thinking about it..” Rei replied quickly, “…are you still hurt?”

“Define hurt.”

“Bullshit answer.”

“Heh yeah..we all lost something here when Thanos freak face showed up..”

“..yeah.”

Rei and Jason were similar when it came to traumatic events in their lives. They will always chat about it and use humor to deflect the thoughts, but most of the time keeping the conversation neutral. And with the recent turn of events, they didn’t even needed to talk about it too much. Only that it hurts.

Jason knew he lost Peter and his younger sister, Olivia. As of right now, he only got Ava at the moment when it came to siblings, as she was somewhere in the compound doing god knows what. Yet, he still had his friends in a way.

“..I uh, I’m sorry about Ma..” Rei said after a brief pause, referring to his godmother, “..she um..”

“It’s okay..I will deal with it later..” Jason said stopping him midway, knowing when it came to approaching a subject like this, it wasn’t natural for his godson.

“..you sure? I mean..you kinda lost her twice here.”

“Thanks for the sucker punch to the gut, bud.”

“I’m not good at this, you know that…well you should know she kicked some serious ass.”

“I bet..was she mad at any one of us?”

“No. I don’t think so..she was mainly mad at the wizard guy and the blue girl’s friend..uh, Star Lord.”

Two of them let out tiny chuckles at the thought of Elizabeth Stark coming up with snarky remarks and give out her iconic glares in annoyance as if they were free handouts. It didn’t last long, because soon enough their faces returned to the neutral tones of pain and frustration.

But at least there was some kind of humor in the affair of this whole situation.

———

5 years later…

To say Jason was a little better was an insult to his own heart. Yes, he was outright heartbroken and closed off from half of the world, as his depression was higher most day than others. The thought of losing his wife and friends still haunted him.

What was he thinking?! He missed his wife so god damn much! The night he found out she was dusted, he pushed it all down and threw himself into working on helping the others instead. It ate away at him for days, not sleeping nor eating as much as he should have been, sitting around looking out at the window with a glimpse of hope in his eyes that she was still alive, was gone.

He cried himself to sleep that week. He made it worse for himself listening to her voicemail and any conversation in his inbox. Twice he lost her, twice he got the message that she was gone with no body to burn or funeral arrangements given for her.

You would think with all the people he lost, Jason would be used to it by now, but no.

Everytime he gains something, he loses something in return. Or vise versa. It was this unfortunate circumstance that played in his head.

He did have some lights in his life though. He still had Pepper, Tony, Rei and Ava. And his latest addition being Morgana H. Stark.

Morgan was everything he wanted and missed when it came to his godchildren. He missed them being little. He knew Tony missed it a lot! She was the only one who called him, ‘Grandpa’ and he allowed it. She acted like Tony in her eating habits but so kind like Pepper with the way she treats others. Her older siblings loved her to death. Somehow she inherited Rei’s sassy attitude.

He could see features in her face that somehow reminded him of Liz for some reason. Her dark loose hair, her soft shaped nose, and even the way she giggled. She was pure Stark.

He would sometimes wake up to Morgan sitting on his chest and saying a soft ‘Good morning!’ As he slowly open his eyes and smile, tickling her belly and putting her down on the floor for she can go to the bathroom and he can get five more minutes of sleep. He knew Rei would handle his baby sister for a little while longer before the other adults got ready for breakfast.

His morning would start with him wearing his sweats all day, drinking coffee and donuts, sometimes he forgot to eat an actual breakfast until Pepper reminded him. He got better, having breakfast every day, but kept his coffee habit and watching Saturday morning cartoons as a comfort for him. Then he would crawl back into bed around 11am to nap.

And wake up around 12:35pm that afternoon.

Laziness would take over, as he would spend his time on the bench outside the front porch and just sit there in silence. Sometimes he would change out of his sweaters and sometimes he won’t. Jason would bring out a set of pens, pencils and other items to doodle in his notebook. Sometimes Pepper would join as she watches the kids play with each other.

Tony was either at work or at home tinkering in the garage with some new item he bought up from his mind.

Other times his mind would wonder off to Lizzie, especially if Morgan asked. She was 5 years old and never met the woman, unlike her older siblings have. Jason would hear Tony saying that she reminded him off Grandma, Elizabeth Stark, as the little girl would giggle.

If Jason was caught watching old videos tapes or looking over old photographs (mainly Pepper’s idea to keep him out of bed for the day, god bless her soul for trying!), Morgan would somehow find him and ask so many questions.

The man would at first hesitate to talk about or even retell the background story of the video tapes Morgan would point to on screen. He never had to explain anymore, since most people in the family knew as much as possible about him. But then he would remember she was only 5 years old and didn’t know any better.

So like anything in Jason’s life he would suck it up like he always did, take a deep breather and smile, before talking about the topic at hand. Even if he wasn’t in spirits to do so, he did it.

And in some way, it helped, telling his younger granddaughter—goddaughter, about her grandmother/godmother. As Morgan would giggle, point to things he didn’t caught onto before and go on a mini rant about what she newly discovered.

It made him forget about the fact that he lost so much weight and time theses last few years. It felt like someone click the rewind button on his life story and allowed Jason to breathe in the fresh air.

Yes, it hurts as the world feels bleak and the pain of losing someone feels like a burden, an open wound that no one took time to sew back together…but sometimes it wasn’t so bad.

Again, he will always lose more than he chew and gain something entirely different in return…

~~~~

///

Let me know what u think in the comments section below!

Tags: @missstrawbs2001 @purpleprincessonfyre @meiramel @gcthvile @ask-starrk @rickb-chaos @gaminggirlsstuff @wizzzardofoz @cherrysft @luna-d-marsh @elzabeth-stark @savemewattpad etc

[wynnd-citrus]

Tony survives! Anything But “Mr Stark” Pt. 1

[groucholiv]

I feel like we as a community moved on from this image way too quickly. like are you kidding me?? the wink!?! BYLERS I'M AFRAID WE WILL NEVER LEARN WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOSE!!!

[nottawriter]

I commissioned @iwishicoulddrawheatherforaliving for this piece based on a fic by @snowydragonscave

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50632990

It's a beautifully written Kara & Lena fic that really spoke to me and Gracie's art is so perfect.

Thank you both for creating such great Supercorp content 💙❤

[mischiefmaker615]

Chef's Choice

Over the past time of having tumblr, i have collected my personal favorites- stories that i always get drawn back to when i need inspiration, something to read, and/or something to enjoy with whatever mood or situation that needs tending LOL (not in order and there are so many others i love!!)

Thought it be best to introduce you to some of the greats out there :D

“Seems like the prince of Asgard is seduced by a mortal woman”

By: @fictive-sl0th

(OMG i absolutely LOVE the doctor themed stories with Loki XD ya never know what direction it's gonna end up ;) )

A Coveted Bride

By: @magicbystarlight

(i absolutely LOVE jealous Loki, anything in the realm of dark theme and possessiveness XD we don't judge here. it's an enquired taste and darling, you cooked!!)

Duplicitous *Long Snake Moan*

By: @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

(everything you write, i got to read! truth be told, we didnt ask for but we absolutely needed!!)

Pinned Down The Rite

By: @lokisgoodgirl

(come on, just by the titles alone you know it's gonna be good! everything you've written, i've fallen in love with each detail, nothing is rushed and personalities are captured beautifully! i've caught myself gasping out loud in public with some of the stuff you bring us and i absolutely love it!)

Overstimulation Welcome Him Home More Between His Thighs

By: @sarahscribbles

(had me drooling in kinktober!!! just the title alone, i hit favorite so i could read it when i got time and darling, you didn't disappoint! so many stories just draw my attention and every aspect of them is truly perfect!!! i need more!!!)

thirty seconds

By: @muddyorbsblr

(what i would give to be in the readers shoes!! omg i loved this!!! hit all the right feelings and i cant help but reread this far more than thirty times LOL)

The Chambermaid

By: @wheredafandomat

(i want Loki to step on me!!!! i wouldn't mind slave life if it meant serving him LOL gods this was perfect!! i always loved maid x Loki themed stories, keep them coming!!)

Kinktober Day 16

By: @suguru-getos

("we listen and we don't judge" *cough* i love me some CNC! seems like a very hidden kink topic so i got positively excited when i saw this mentioned in your writing and just HAD to read it Lol kinky indeed!!! truly my favorite fic of yours so far!)

Overtime Safehouse Conquer Close Quarters

By: @cleo-fox

(I'm pretty sure all of tumblr knows who you are Lol i have enjoyed EVERYTHING you've come out with; your plots, details and character embodiment, Loki is on point!! i cant even fathom where to begin on making storylines this deep with all the bells and whistles. you are truly an incredible writer!!)

"I can do….terrible things to you."

By: @oh-look-at-her

(i can't literally do anything but bow down to you and get up only when given permission LOL truly a damn good time reading your work!!)

Firestarter

By: @delaber

(who doesn't love a good enemies to lovers story Lol can't tell you how many people i've shooed while i was in the middle of reading this XD)

Frozen Stiff Happily Never After

By: @simplyholl

(tbh i struggle finding REALLY good Jotun Loki fics and absolutely fell in love with this one!!! thank you for letting me die in peace now Lol had me giddy and blushing!!)

Have Mercy

By: @mochie85

(you captured his hot and pain in the ass personality so well!!! i LOVED this went through all the emotions on this one!! kinda like an enemies to lovers story Lol why cant it be me!!!)

A Tales of Tangled Desires

By: @angelremnants

(i fell in love with the part one, not expecting for my request to be answered but i got a part two and absolutely have become obsessed!! i love your writing so much and thank you for the prayer being answered! Lol)

And The Gods Made Love

By: @thefairywithboots

(thank you for my request being answered!! anything you publish, i cant get enough of and love the pure art like pace you take to form every inch of your story!!)

Plus One

By: @societyfolklore

(EXACTLY what i needed to start the new year ;) thank you!)

Mission Accomplished

By: @asgards-princess-of-mischief

(i love the whole "there's only one bed" scenario LOL this was absolutely perfect!)

Handcuffed Together

By: @anonymousfiction211

(it's in the title LOL this had all of my emotions :D it was fun, hilarious and incredible sexy!! truly loved this!)