#i was adamantly “buddie is endgame buddie is coming it is HAPPENING”
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min-kit · 9 months ago
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Okie seeing this take on here but did Lou in any way confirm that bucktommy is a stepping stone to buddie??
No, I don't have the links to anything he's said, but he's been playing nice about buddie cuz ppl have ofc asked him about them (in the way that "hey is bucktommy a stepping stone for buddie" type way), but he's also kinda gently pressed to give bucktommy a chance. Which only makes sense! Like he's an actor, and 911 is one of the most popular scripted series on television right now. He wants to stick around! (I want him to stick around coughs)
People (certain shippers) just like to say everyone has said bucktommy is a stepping stone for buddie when no one has said that at all, and Tim has in fact said that buddie is not in the works right now. Oliver has said that he doesn't even know if he wants buddie to happen, but that he'd be open to the possibility of it should they decide to take the story in that direction (but has also said he doesn't want to tell the story of a man discovering he is bisexual and automatically be seen as having feelings for his male friends).
But people take all of these other things of them going "I could see this [about buddie]" and taking it as a confirmation of things to come for Buck & Eddie when... that's not what they're saying at all.
I've decided not to worry about it & enjoy the ride Tim is going to take us on & considering he keeps calling BuckTommy a "love story" and a "rom-com", well.....
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yes-i-am-happyaspie · 2 years ago
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Hey! I added a new addition to my post-Endgame fix-it AU! This particular fic has been sitting in my WIPs folder for two (2!) years. Hahaha. But here it is, finally ready to read!
A Cabin Full of Fever by happyaspie
Part 5 of Where There's Love There's Family
No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Chapters 1/2 || Peter Parker, Morgan Stark, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts
Summary: Tony and Pepper need to conduct business in another country- together- for the first time since Morgan was born. It just so happens that May and Happy were already scheduled to be out of town at the same time. Fortunately, Peter was on spring break and Tony and Pepper trust him completely. Unfortunately, both Peter and Morgan get sick while they're gone.
[This story is a part of my post-Endgame fix-it AU but can be read on it's own]
“Are you sure you don’t mind doing this, Pete? We could always try to postpone the trip for another week or two,” Tony said with mild concern. All the while, Pepper hustled about behind him, gathering suitcases and checking itineraries.
“I’m sure, Tony. I don’t mind, I promise,” Peter assured as he looked past towards Morgan who was happily sitting on the couch watching cartoons. A major last minute business deal had come up, requiring both of the Starks to be out of the country at the same time; something they had adamantly avoided since Morgan was born. Of course, they had occasionally left her overnight before, but never for so long or to go so far away. Worry was rolling off of Tony in waves. It likely didn’t help that neither May nor Happy would be in town either.
“I know you don’t mind,” Tony began. “But it’s your spring break and Morgan can be a bit of a handful- which I recognize you're already aware of. I swearI’m not worried about whether or not you can handle it, Kid. I know, without a doubt, that you’re more than capable. I just can’t stop feeling like we’re leaving you two to fend for yourselves while we take off halfway around the world,” he rambled, then sighed heavily. “I just wish it didn't have to be this week. I would feel considerably better if you had May or Happy around for back up.”
Peter forced a smile and nodded his head. The unexpected business trip had fallen on the exact same week May would be out of town with some friends and Happy visiting his mother. But as luck would have it, both of those things had also coincided with Peter’s spring break. He, of course, had been looking forward to having some alone in the apartment. Or more likely, out of the apartment, spending copious amounts of time in the Spider-suit. However, he was just as happy to stay at the Stark’s cabin watching over his sister.
“Seriously, Tony. I’ve put her to bed before while you and Pepper went out and I stay here all the time. Including the last three days. I know her routine and everything. Besides, you guys made me a list. I’ve got it,” he said with a smile. Though, at that point, Tony’s unease was starting to rub off on him and he found himself starting to grow a bit anxious himself. Pepper must have noticed because she appeared seemingly out of nowhere and swatted her husband on his prosthetic arm.
“Stop it, Tony. You’re making him nervous,” she said. Subsequently, she looked towards Peter and eased her tone. “There are emergency numbers on the refrigerator, and we’ll be on call the whole time. But we trust you completely, okay? Tony just likes worrying.”
“I know,” Peter replied, allowing the corners of his mouth to twitch upward into a modest smile. Pepper’s vote of confidence was enough to even out the overwhelming majority of the second hand anxiety. And she wasn’t wrong. Tony did tend to worry. Especially when it came to his family.
“I’m sorry, Buddy,” Tony apologized while giving Peter’s shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “I have nothing but faith in you. I just, well, I’m going to miss you guys, that’s all.”
Peter tilted forward and wrapped his arms around Tony’s middle and breathed him in completely. “We’ll miss you too,” he said, his words muffled slightly by the way his face was buried in Tony’s dress shirt. “But Pepper’s right, we have all kinds of people we can call if we need anything. We’ll be okay until you get back.”
Tony returned the gentle embrace with his prosthetic hand, while using the natural one to thread through Peter’s hair. “I know you will, Kiddo,” he whispered tenderly. Then he kissed the side of Peter’s head and walked towards the front of the room to help Pepper with the last of the luggage.
From there, time passed in a blur. Pepper went over the heating instructions for all of the homemade meals she’d prepared in advance. And Tony reminded him that no matter how much Morgan protested, she had to wear a life vest should they decide to swim. Good-byes began after that. Morgan cried as her parents walked out the door and if Peter was being honest, his eyes teared up a little as well. Although he managed to convince himself the reaction was a result of empathy for his little sister rather than a mild case of separation anxiety on his own part.
“It’s okay, Mo,” he said as he picked the little girl up in his arms. Together they watched the car drive away, Tony honking the horn in a happy rhythm as they went. “They’ll be back before we know it.”
Morgan snuggled into his hold and pressed her damp cheeks into his neck as she bobbed her head. While she was used to her mother or father occasionally rushing off to take care of some sort of business, it was obvious she wasn't used to them leaving together. Peter held onto for quite a while. When whispered reassurance didn’t help, he offered her a juice pop from the freezer. The pleasant distraction worked. They sat on the back porch swing together eating the frozen treats. When Morgan was done, Peter watched her run off to play in the small tent that had been set up in the corner of the yard.
“What should I heat up, Mo?” Peter asked once the clock had struck six and he'd carried his worn-out charge back into the house. He placed her on the counter beside him and opened up the freezer to survey all of the nearly stacked aluminum trays. “Do we want cheesy chicken and rice, lasagna, breakfast casserole, meatloaf and mashed potatoes”, he listed off, then glanced at the menu that had been taped to one of the cabinets.  “-or do we want to make tonight our pizza night?”
When the only response he received was a shrug, Peter pulled out the chicken. He was tired and outside of pizza, it seemed like the easiest option. It didn’t require him to cut up fruit or toss a salad to go on the side. There was already an excessive amount of broccoli mixed in it. He popped it in the oven and had Morgan set the table just as she would have on any other night. And when the food was warm, they sat down in their usual seats. Peter scooped out appropriately sized portions onto each other's plates and immediately dug into his. Although he quickly noticed that Morgan wasn't doing the same. Rather than eating, she was absentmindedly poking at a piece of chicken with her fork.
“Are you not hungry or do you just not like it?” he asked, already wondering whether or not it would be a bad idea to offer to make her a peanut butter sandwich instead.
“No, I like it,” Morgan replied with a shake of her head and a deep sigh that Peter interpreted as exhaustion. He supposed that wouldn't really be that surprising. She’d been up since dawn and had spent the last couple of hours running laps around the lawn. However, that didn’t seem to be the case, and he was not prepared for the next words that came out of the five year old’s mouth. “I don’t feel good.”
“Don’t feel good?” Peter repeated, raising his eyebrows so high that they virtually disappeared into his hairline. “Don’t feel good, how? Is it your tummy?” he asked with nervous trepidation. He had no idea how he would handle Morgan being sick.
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