#so she married tony after he had his son

[two-sheep-in-one-wolfs-clothing]

if i were to write a parkner princess diaries au, which one would play the role of mia? please help lol

(peter would still be spider-man)

[songmingisthighs]

Missing Out

group : ateez

pairing : dilf!mingi × reader

genre : smut

wc : 4.1 k

tw : mdni, explicit smut; daddy kink, teasing, dirty talk, age gap (mingi's like mayhaps at least a decade older, but both are still within legal limits), thigh riding, spitting, alcohol consumption (not to the point of being drunk, it's just for vibes and... spitting lmao),

a/n : frfr i hope he doesn't see this fic because God i would not be able to defend myself. tbh i planned on posting this on mingi's bitthday but i got shit happening to me. shit without my consent and I'm just trying to ride the stress like gandalf hopped up on cocaine riding smaug. so ykw i decided to post this on my birthday instead lmao. special thanks to @kitten4sannie for listening to me drop some ideas while i was on a road trip, i did some adjustments but it's still sexually frustrated dilf!mingi this fic is finally out so i hope you and everyone enjoy it <3

a/n/n : i take no responsibilities for any calf cramp that may or may not happen but alyssa, i still blame you for the great leg cramp at ass o'clock

a/n/n/n : my birthday sucks because it felt more like public service than anything but i got ticket to go to singapore again so i'll be reunited with my little brother and little sisters soon✌️ i'm raising money for my mental wellbeing which is so totally code for i'm trying to find a way to make my shituation better by making myself just the slightest bit happier after today's shenanadoodles

buy me coffee ?

After the day Mingi had, the cold drink in his hand felt like the reward he deserved. It was only then that Mingi realized why people always say that the Family Court is rough. Still, of course, it was extra rough for him because his ex-wife, the horned creature incarnate (a goat, not the devil), had dragged his name through the mud just to get the maximum alimony because she was a narcissistic bum with no life skill to fall back to as if Mingi was the one who told her to quit her job as a dental hygienist when they first got married.

During the mediation meetings and court proceedings, she took all of the potshots she could While no one took her seriously, it still pained Mingi because the more she and her lawyer attacked him, calling out all of his insecurities and questioning his character, the more obvious it was that Mingi had wasted 9 years of his life on this loser and he missed out on all of the marital milestones. The main sore spot was having kids. She argued that putting her body through pregnancy was out of the question because there were risks that could cause her body to look weird in the future and it's inhumane how a woman's body had to contort in such a way to accommodate another living being. But when her breast implant popped when she slammed the car door too hard, it was 'a normal occurrence'.

As much as his friend Yunho told him not to, Mingi couldn't help but wallow in the time he absolutely WASTED on the bitch only to be screwed over. The only good thing that came out of the divorce was the fact that he got out of it without having to pay alimony because his ex-wife had become too cocky with her cards. But still, Mingi had to give her the car, the savings account (that wasn't much compared to anything considering she had drained it to accommodate her filler addiction and alcohol dependency), and Tony Son, their personal trainer, the one thing Mingi could credit her because she had been the one who introduced him to the man who was able to sculpt his body to perfection.

"Is this seat taken?"

Mingi snapped his head to the side to see a woman younger than he, dressed in a tight-bodiced red sparkly dress that showed just enough cleavage for it to be classy rather than trashy and the A-line satin skirt stopped just three fingers width atop her knees. Slowly, Mingi nodded and gestured to the seat on his right side wordlessly. It wasn't until the woman flagged down the bartender and ordered her drink did Mingi questioned why she sat next to him when there were other seats in the bar.

"So, are you alone?" she asked, striking up a conversation with Mingi which honestly caught him by surprise because he had been told that he had a resting bitch face that doubled in intensity when he wasn't in the mood and he was doubling in his bad mood. "Yeah... I am, so..." his words allude to him wanting to be alone, but there was something about the person next to him that intrigued him so much so that his eyes seemed to be glued to her. Just the sight of her drinking her vodka cranberry made Mingi's eyes travel from her face down to her lap, watching the way she moved so gracefully. "So... You don't mind my asking why a man as handsome as you are would be sitting alone with a scowl on his face," she pointed out, forcing Mingi to consciously unfurrow his eyebrows and fake taking a sip of his drink, "I'm not scowling, I'm just tired and pissed off for wasting 9 years on a selfish bitch that deprived me of anything I want in life," he spat venomously, even the slight mention of his ex sent a really unpleasant taste in his mouth. "I'm so sorry to hear that. Anything I can do to help?" She pouted, inching closer to Mingi as somewhat of a signal. Noticing this, Mingi scoffed and shook his head but he still entertained the woman, "Got a time machine to help me undo the past 9 years?" "No, but maybe I can give you what your ex couldn't."

You couldn't help but bite your bottom lip when the look of shock on Mingi's face melted into intrigue. You had been watching him for an hour, sitting all alone, nursing his one drink as he toyed with his ring before chucking it into his breast pocket. Thank God he did because you were not about to approach a potentially spoken-for man. It took you a while to get substantial evidence of his status and it wasn't just because you were distracted by his plump ass in those slacks and the matching suit jacket and slightly unbuttoned black dress shirt didn't help your case.

"Little girl, I think I'm a bit too... Far for your reach," Mingi pointed out, raising an eyebrow at you as he wasn't sure that you knew what you were offering him. Mirroring him, you raised your eyebrow and shifted so that you faced him fully as you raised one leg and cross it over the other, successfully inviting Mingi to get a glimpse of more skin. "You don't know me or what I can do, sir," you smirked challengingly, now openly inviting him to poke you further.

You were delighted when you saw Mingi's jaw clench and throat bob after you called him sir. It was proof to you that Mingi had some sort of inclination of being in control and his little confession about not getting what he wanted from his ex-wife might be a glimpse of the kind of fun you could get from him. So without hesitation, you decided that you were going home with him.

Surprisingly, Mingi responded positively by leaning in to cup your chin and pull you close, just a wispy breath away from having your lips meet and you so desperately wanted to taste his because they just looked so damn juicy and plump. "You don't want to know all the things I've been deprived of... Baby." Your eyes darken and your legs crossed tighter to suppress the sudden arousal washing over your core, excited at the confirmation that Mingi was playing into your games just as you had wanted. All you needed to do was lock this down. So you let your hand lay on his thigh, squeezing it suggestively and enjoying the feeling of his muscle tensing underneath you each time your hand slid closer to his crotch to the point that your nail was scratching the inner side of his thigh just right. Despite being physically affected by you, Mingi still maintained eye-contact, daring you to poke his button just right.

"Yes, I do... Daddy."

In the blink of an eye, Mingi smashed his lips on you and all of the oxygen was knocked out of your lungs in one go. His lips were soft but the way he used them was rough yet calculated. You could taste the smoky whiskey on his tongue as he slipped it inside your mouth. Little did you know, he too, was enjoying the way you tasted. Your lip gloss had a sweetness to it that made him wonder if you're the type to plan things or if it was just a happy coincidence. He also took note of how you allowed him to lead you and the more he asserted himself onto you with every nibble of his lip and every caress of his tongue, showing that you're more on the submissive side and he likes it. A lot. The more you felt pleasure, the more you pleasured him back as evidenced by your hand rubbing against his raging boner.

Mingi smirked at the way you whimpered when he finally pulled away from you to slap a couple bills on the counter before he got off the stool, pulling you along with him. You wobbled slightly but Mingi immediately pulled you flush on his chest and despite having just made out with him, you found the gesture very hot. "Wanna go see if you can keep up with the list of things I missed out on?"

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Mingi must be some kind of a business owner because no way he would have had a rather impressive office where you found yourself in. Well, on top of him on his couch, grinding your panty-less core against his thigh with your top down, allowing the older man to ogle at your tits as you tried to make yourself cum.

"Is that the best you can do?" Mingi taunted, circling his crystal glass which produced a tinkling sound from the ice in the drink he poured as soon as you reached his home. "Daddy, I want you to touch me," you whined but your hip was still relentlessly moving after making a big deal of how his thighs were so strong and you wanted to sit on them like a throne. So instead of just sitting, Mingi told you to make yourself useful and prep your pussy without his help and he wanted you to do it by riding his thigh. His thick, glorious thigh. "Don't you want to touch me, daddy?" you teased, cupping your boobs and tweaking your own nipples whilst throwing your head back, making a show out of it just to get Mingi to touch you. Sure, Mingi was intrigued, but he knew damn well that he was holding the reigns and he had to hold himself back from jumping at the opportunity to completely ravish you too soon. "I do, baby, but you're being a brat right now and refusing to listen to me. Had I wanted that, I would've stayed with my ex-wife." Your head snapped back up at the mention of his ex-wife and you glared at his smug smirking face, "You have me half naked on your lap and you still mentioned your ex-wife?" you gathered your skirt in your hand, exposing your cunt to Mingi's eyes and slowed your pace to a prolonged drag that left long, dark stain courtesy of your arousal.

Finding your petulance adorable, Mingi chuckled and pulled you in for a searing kiss with one hand cupping your chin and the other slapping you on the ass as if telling you to speed up your movement. "You're an adorable little doll and I'm gonna break you," he muttered against your lips before you could reply to him, Mingi tugged your hair back as he casually took a sip from his drink. The action made you yelp and Mingi swiftly leaned over and spit the drink into your mouth and clamped your jaw shut. "Swallow," he commanded and as you came down from being surprised, you stared into Mingi's eyes. At first, you only stared at him, feigning defiance just for fun and Mingi found that both intriguing and annoying. His grip moved to tightly grasp your jaw and he growled, "Swallow. It." He demanded in a stern voice that made your panties more damp as your cunt clench, leaving you unable to do anything more than whine and swallow the burning liquid. Mingi found you very mesmerizing even on an act as simple as you taking heed of his words. The stray spit and alcohol that trickled from the corners of your lips enhanced the glimmer of your smudged lipstick and lipgloss combo, turning Mingi on with how effortlessly sultry you looked. He was down and he was down bad. He wasn't even sure if he was down because Once the liquid was no longer there, you rolled out your tongue to proudly show your obedience and Mingi let out a shuddered breath seeing you just blindly following his orders like the good puppet you are.

"Fuck, you're gonna be the death of me."

In a flash, Mingi flipped you both around so that you were trapped underneath him with your head strategically on the armrest. The elevation allowed you to watch as Mingi dragged a hand down your body as if you were a work of art. "All this time... I was missing a lot all this time, that bitch took nine years out of me and gave me nothing," Mingi shuddered both in anger and in arousal. The contrasting thoughts between being so angry at his former partner and the excitement of being rewarded by being able to ravish you felt like waves crashing inside him. It was thrilling. It was exciting. It got his adrenaline pumping and God, he felt alive. "Poor baby," you purred all the while slowly popping the buttons of his dress shirt off to reveal the soft skin underneath, "You're so frustrated, It's a good thing I'm here now huh?"

You swung your leg up and used the tip of your toe to tilt Mingi's chin upwards maintaining a somewhat neutral expression but the twinkle in your eyes indicated clear intrigue. "Tell me all the things you want to do. What do you want most?" the question made Mingi roll his eyes back and he grabbed your leg by your ankle. "You nasty slut, you want to have an older cock so bad you're enticing me with empty promises, huh?" He mumbled against the skin of your leg, trailing his lips down from the heel and lower to your calf as his body followed down until he eventually stopped at the mid-section of your inner thigh. You helped him by flipping your skirt up, exposing your cunt wholly to him and slotting the leg you lifted on his shoulder, "Empty promises? I want to give you whatever you want daddy, and in order for me to be able to do that, I need to know what it is."

Thinking that he had nothing to lose anyway, Mingi smirked and decided to test you. "I want a baby," he stated, "I want to put my baby in you," he said oh so casually as if he hadn't had his fingers poking and prodding your cunt like they just belonged there. Truthfully speaking, Mingi was expecting you to push him off and ran away screaming because what kind of a hookup just casually dropped a bomb as big as he did?

But it seemed like Mingi's luck was turning around for the better because you replied by reaching forward to free his cock from his pants, trying as best as you could to suppress the surprise at Mingi's size (but failing as evidenced by the way your eyes bulged slightly and your tongue peeking out to lick your bottom lip in hunger) before you leaned back and opened your legs widely as an invitation for him. "Then do it, fuck me so hard and dumb and deep that I'd have no other choice but to have your baby," you smiled up at him. Mingi could only stare at you in shock initially, not really knowing what you meant until you whined and pulled him closer using the leg that was hooked on his shoulder. "Daddy, don't make me wait too long. Come on, put a baby in me!" you pleaded, cunt throbbing with eagerness to feel Mingi's cock stretching you now that you already caught a glimpse.

The shock melted away from Mingi's face and even as he was guiding his cock to your core, he was still carefully watching your face, not wanting to waste any twitch or shift in your face from feeling him but also he was trying to be careful in case you showed him any indication of regret or if you changed your mind. But the way you whined and rolled your hips so your wet cunt could meet his cock more gave him the green light.

"You dirty slut," Mingi grunted before he shoved his length inside you in one fluid movement. The accumulating arousal from you riding his thigh provided proper lubrication but his sheer size was not something you're used to so your body tensed up at the impact. "F-fuck, daddy, y-you-" "Am I tearing you apart, baby? Are you being split into two on daddy's fat cock?" he asked in faux worry that was just him being condescending towards you. But you don't care, you found it hot even when he talked down to you as if you were nothing but his plaything. "Yes, yes, daddy, I'm being split open on your cock but I love it! I love it so much!" you moaned, hands clawing at his skin, causing red streaks to appear from the pressure of your nails, "Fuck, I want more!"

With that, Mingi pushed your legs up by your thighs, exposing more of your lower half to him. "Be daddy's good girl and hold these open, I wanna see your pussy taking my cock raw," he hissed, eyes zeroing on the way your puffy lips split open to accommodate his size. Carefully, as if assessing a great piece of art, Mingi watched attentively The view almost brought tears to his eyes but he channeled the somewhat endearing moment into fucking you stupid into the mattress.

Each drag of Mingi's cock felt like fire against your inner walls. Although there was a slight discomfort with each movement, the added pleasure of being filled like you had never before made you addicted.

If you thought you were enjoying yourself, Mingi was very close to combusting and he was trying his best to not cum too soon as he didn't wanna be branded as the geezer who came too early. But he couldn't help it, not with the way both his ego and his cock were stroked. It was as if you were made for him and he felt that the moment he entered your sopping cunt. So Mingi shifted his focus to you instead, working to get you to cum first.

"Come on baby, cum for daddy. I need you to cum first so you'd be ripe and open for me to fill you up," Mingi huffed, pressing his pointy nose against the junction of your neck that sent tingles down your spine, "We need to do our best to make sure that you'd be good and pregnant, right?" The weight of his words caused your head to spin as the thought of him filling you full for his own pleasure filled your mind. "Yes, yes daddy, make me cum please," you whined into his ears, your body reacting almost automatically by rolling your hips against his own to match his speed and desire. Mingi growled hungrily and his pace quickened significantly as the impact got harder. You were sure that after this your ass would be different shades of red and blue but you couldn't care less. Especially if Mingi wanted to do more rounds with you, you'd gladly wear the bruises like a badge of honor.

"Fuck, you're so hot like this, you're so hot when you're willing and submissive for me," Mingi grunted, even verging on whining into your ears because you just felt so good to him but he held firm, "Are you close, baby? Are you cumming soon?" Lucky for him, you nodded hurriedly, confirming that you were close. Your brain had been marinating in the dizzying arousal that it was embarrassingly quick for you to nearly reach your climax in a rather short time. However, your response was deemed lacking to Mingi who wanted to hear a verbal response from you. Mingi was quick to slap you hard on your left tit as a punishment, feeling the need to chastise you for simplifying your response.

The words died on Mingi's tongue and his hips sharply halted to a stop when he saw you yelp and shudder before coming completely undone underneath him, writhing pathetically as your nails grazed his skin, leaving red streaks for Mingi to show off for days on end. His eyes darken when he saw tears pooled in your own eyes before dropping, creating the illusion of your eyes sparkling which served a rather complex combination of innocence and sinful. "M-M- Daddy," you whimpered in almost a hushed tone, barely comprehensible but to Mingi the sound was thunderous in Mingi's ears, ringing, because his baby girl needed him. His baby girl wanted him. His baby girl who's willing to give him anything he could ask for was longing for him. So who is he to deny you?

Seeing you in such a vulnerable state seemed to unlock something primal in Mingi because while you were reeling down from your orgasm, Mingi was instead put into some sort of a trance. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip, slightly hoping that he could taste your sweetness in the air, and his hips restarted with a pace so hard and quick, for a moment you forgot that Mingi was a human.

The pleasure from your orgasm tripled with the additional friction continuously given by Mingi whose head was flooded with the thought of truly possibly getting you pregnant from this first time. Not that he was planning on only fucking you once, not after he felt how good you made him feel both emotionally and physically. He was planning to pamper you to death and maybe that was the sexually frustrated side in him but he didn't care, he didn't care how crazy he was because you were the one who made him crazy.

The sound of hips snapping together in a rhythm accompanied by your drunk-like moans sounded like a symphony in Mingi's ears. "F-fuck baby, I'm gonna fill you up now," Mingi grunted, his eyes closing and his forehead dropping to your shoulder, "I'm gonna fill you up with my seed to the brim and you're gonna be a good girl and keep it all in so my baby can grow safely inside of you, okay?" He whispered so intimately against your shoulder that both your lips and cunt wept. You wouldn't be surprised if there was a pool underneath you after you were done and you won't hesitate to ask for more. "Cum, daddy. Cum inside me. Fill me up so hard and full like you promised me!" You whined, your hands snaking around his shoulders to hold tight as the overstimulation caused a tingling pain that made your toes curl while Mingi was getting such a high from his ego being fed.

"Fuck, baby girl, this is it, I'm gonna put my baby in you!" Mingi grunted and thrusted, once, twice, thrice, before his hips stuttered and you felt a gush of warmth spilling deep inside your cunt. The physical feeling of being filled up made your eyes roll into your head and the realization of what just happened made you blush as if you weren't whoring for his cock not 10 minutes ago.

As Mingi slowly came down from his high, his mind cleared up and he was able to pepper kisses from your shoulders, up your neck, along your jawline, and then gently all over your face. The contrast of the sweetness of the older man and the nasty act you both just did made you suddenly turn all giggly and shy. "Aww, come on, are you trying to get away from me?" Mingi smirked, trying to chase another kiss from your lips but you kept dodging him, "That's pretty absurd considering I still have my cock inside of you, plugging you full." Your eyes widened at the vulgarity of his chosen words and you couldn't help but smack him on the shoulder but fail to hold back a giggle, "Don't say it like that!" "Like what? Like the way it is?" Mingi teased, pushing himself up to trail a finger on your stomach which made your breath hitch and your muscle to tense, "I need to make sure you really do get pregnant so you can give me my baby just like I wanted," his voice trailed as his fingers drew patterns on your skin almost lovingly and the nonsensical side of you wanted to believe that he was showing his affection to you. You figured that there was only one way to find out.

Without missing a beat, you took his finger that was tracing your skin into your mouth and start licking around as if it was a lollipop, effectively causing Mingi's attention to shift to your face and his cock to twitch inside you. "Who said we're only gonna try this once, daddy? You're gonna fuck me as much as you like until I'm good and pregnant."

The smirk that bloomed on Mingi's face was devilish and almost menacing, showing his genuine intention to get wamhat he wanted.

"I hope you'd never ask. I'm gonna fuck you all night long and you're gonna be a good girl and take it all with no complaint."

As if you'd say no.

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[imyourbratzdoll]

hiii

I would love if you could write something like this:

Steve went to the past after putting back the stones bc he wanted to stay with Peggy…so he did, but after 5 hours with her he realised that Peggy is not the love of his life but it’s actually reader.

Like they were engaged and had been together for long long time (since 2012 idk) and reader was gonna tell him she was pregnant after he came back from putting the stone…

But bc of time travelling 5 hours in the past are 5 years for the rest (like reader, Bucky Sam etc.) which means that Steve has been gone for 5 years, so when he comes back he is shocked and confused but then he finds readers house (which is similar to Tony’s and pepper yk cute in the woods near a lake bla bla bla) and he rings the bell and she opens and is whole like tf???

And then her their son come up behind her and ist like “mommy who’s this?”

Also Bucky and Sam and all the others have helped her with the baby and now son.

Idk you can decide if she if a single mom or if she is with in a relationship with Bucky or if she is with someone else yk

I love you and your fics!!!

Besos 💕

hi honey! I hope you like this and thank you, I love you too!

summary - steve left you for peggy, only to realise five hours in that she was no longer the woman he loved. when he came back, five years had passed. will you ever forgive him for the sake of your son? or is your future with him no more?

warning - angst, so much angst, swearing.

the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

Five years ago today, you had watched the love of your life disappear to the past and not return. You had suspected something was going to go wrong that day, and it was also the day you had found out you were pregnant. You could remember when Steve had first gone to the past, and when he came back… He was… Distant. He couldn’t even look at you, wouldn’t hug or kiss you, and those days were the hardest. You had felt so alone and unloved. 

Right now, you’re decorating a bunch of biscuits that have been cooling since they came out of the oven. You find yourself zoned out as you stare out the kitchen window and at the swing tied to a huge tree. You hadn’t thought of Steve for a very long time, sure. There were times that your son reminded you of him. Of course, he would. He was the spitting image of his father, just cuter and tinier. 

“Mumma?” You blink, clearing your throat before you turn and look down at your son. “Can I have a biscuit now?” You smile softly, cupping his cheek, your thumb stroking his face. 

“Sure, baby. Which colour do you want?” He points to the sparkly green one, mentioning that it reminds him of Rex. The dinosaur he’s currently clutching. “Here you go, baby. But that’s the only one, okay? We don’t want to spoil your dinner.” 

“Okay, mumma! Thank you!” He gives you a wide, toothless smile before stuffing the biscuit into his mouth and walking away, probably to continue watching his cartoons.

You sigh, sadly watching him walk away. You had been engaged to Steve and thought he was happy with you. You were ready to marry him, buy a house in the woods and have many kids, but he left you for her. He left, and you were alone to pick up the pieces. Sure, you could’ve gone to Bucky, Sam, or any of the remaining avengers. But they were all grieving themselves, so you packed up. You bought that house in the woods and ended up raising your child alone. You remember during your pregnancy, you didn’t want to live, but you didn’t want to do that to everyone else. When the team found out you were pregnant and trying to do it alone, they nagged you until you let them help.

You could remember clear as day when Bucky and Sam knocked on your door, bringing you food daily, staying up with you, and getting you your cravings. They were there when your son was born, and they were there to change his diaper and feed him whilst you slept. They were there, and yet, he wasn’t. Of course, he wasn’t. The man decided to be selfish when you needed him the most. What hurt most was the fact that he couldn’t be selfish with you. He had to be with another for that. You wish he had told you so that you could say goodbye. 

You were so in your head that you didn’t hear the familiar rumble of a motorbike pull up. It just blended with old memories of Steve. The bell rang throughout the house, followed by some knocking. Your brows furrow as you wonder what asshole is ringing and knocking at your door. Couldn’t they decide which one? You put down the biscuit you were decorating, brushing your hands against your apron before you head over. Your hand wrapped tightly around the handle, and you swung it open.

“What the–” Your eyes widen when they connect with those beautiful blue ones you fell in love with. Your lips curl in a sneer, an angry expression crossing your face. “What do you want? Shouldn’t you be fucking some old whore right now?” 

Steve winces, his eyes dragging up and down your body as he takes you in. He can feel his heart nearly beating out of his chest at the sight of you in front of him. “Listen… I know–”

“No, you listen. You piece of shit!” You whisper-yell, teeth clenched as you don’t want your son to hear. Your finger presses against Steve’s chest as you poke. “You left me. You left us. For someone who had already moved on, for someone who was in your past. You asked me to marry you, we had these plans for our future, and you threw them away for someone else.” You rapidly blink away the tears, not wanting to show him any sign of weakness. “You plunged your hand into my chest and ripped it out, taking it with you. You don’t get to come back here and think all is forgiven. It’s been five fucking years, Steven, five. Why’d you even come back, huh? You get sick of her already?” Your hands rest on your hips as you glare up at him. 

He gulps, feeling tears fill his eyes as he realises the amount of pain you’ve gone through these past years. “I didn’t know it was going to be five years… I was only there for five hours, but I came back for you! I realised you are the one I love, the one I want to spend the rest of my life with.” He stops as your glare hardens.

“Steven Grant Rogers, are you telling me you had to leave without a goodbye, leave me for another woman for you to realise I was the one? Is that what your telling me right now?! You’re telling me the many years we spent together weren’t enough for you to know. But possibly sticking your dick in another made you realise?” 

Steve’s mouth opens as he’s about to argue, but a much smaller voice cuts him off. “Mummy? Who’s this?” Your eyes fall down to your son’s, watching as he glares at Steve. Steve’s brows are furrowed as he takes in the child, noticing how similar he looks. His breath hitches as the pieces of the puzzle begin to connect.

He looks at you, tears now rolling down his face. “Is he…” You reluctantly nod, causing sobs to escape Steve. “Oh my god, I have a son? Why didn’t you tell me? I missed so much….” 

You glare, “why didn’t I tell you? Why didn’t I tell you?!” You hear a small whimper and quickly look down at your son. “It’s okay, baby. Why don’t you go and watch more of your cartoons? Mummy will be there soon.” He nods, casting one last glance at Steve before wandering off, hesitating to leave his mum with a man who is obviously upsetting her. “I was going to tell you that day, Steve. But you decided that leaving for someone in the past was more important than staying with the people you had in the present.” 

He takes a shaky breath, staring at you. “What can I do to make it up to you? What can I do to make us a family?” His fingers itch, wanting to reach out and touch you, but he knows you’d rip his limbs off if he did.

“There’s nothing you can do, Steve. I may let you see your son, but anything between us is over. I don’t want to be with someone I can’t trust, but the first sign of you becoming distant, I will ban all interaction with my son. Understood?” He nods, feeling his heartbreak at your decision, wondering if there’s someone else.

“I–Is there someone else?” Steve gulps, watching your jaw clench. “I wouldn’t blame you if you moved on… But.”

“But what? Do you really think you have a say in anything? You left me, Steve. Remember that, before you ask personal questions, you have no right to know.” You move back, and just as you are about to close the door. You look at him. “But, no. There’s no one else because you ruined that for me. So I hope she was worth it.” And with that, you close the door, sliding down it as you try and catch your breath. Your head goes into your hands, trying not to break down because you still have your son to think about. 

“Mummy?” You quickly blink the tears away, lifting your head, your eyes meeting his bright blue ones. He comes closer and crawls into your lap, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face into your neck. “I love you, mummy. Will always be here.” 

And with those words, you break down. You have no idea of the man on the other side listening to everything, on the verge of his own tears. You only care about the sweet angel hugging you. You hold him tightly against you as you cry into his hair. “I love you too, baby boy. Mummy will always love you.”

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

[kinardsevan]

Bucktommy prompt: Tommy has an identical twin he doesn't get along with.

apple fritters and nose bleeds

Evan doesn’t even know about Anthony for the first six months of their relationship. And like, it’s not because Tommy is trying to keep anything from him; he just doesn’t talk to Tony. Not out of any personal ignorance, either. They just…stopped talking. 

It wasn’t always that way. Obviously, being a little kid, the twin thing kept them pretty bonded. They leaned on each other a lot when they were hiding from their dad as elementary-aged kids. Both of them would do just about anything if it meant they could keep the attention off their mom and focused on one of them, especially as she got sicker with cancer. But at some point—Tommy’s not sure entirely when, but they hadn’t made it out of elementary school, and their mom had already passed—something changed. 

He didn’t really notice at first, maybe because they were both actively trying to avoid their father and his drunken antics. But after a while, it started dawning on him how often he was getting in trouble for things that both he and Tony did. Granted, it had been that way in the past two—the both of them throwing themselves on the sword for the other if a moment called for it—except Tony wasn’t falling on the sword anymore. It felt like every time Tommy turned around, he was in trouble for something else, getting the wrap for both of them even if he had nothing to do with it. 

As they got older, it got worse. Tony was the son their father always wanted: tall, muscular, straight. He enlisted in the marines before he’d even graduated. By comparison, Tommy wasn’t viewed the same way. Even though they both went through puberty at the same time, Tommy struggled in his teens. His weight fluctuated, he struggled to fit in, and he didn’t take part in the same sports his brother did. After Tony enlisted, all Tommy heard about was how great his twin brother was, how built he was, how much better of a son he was. 

So he enlisted too, in the army. He started spending more time in the gym, and by the time they both got home from basic training the summer after they both turned 18, they were passing as identical twins again with no veritable way to tell them apart. 

Still, time in the military affected them differently. Tony did his four years and got out. Tommy did his time and then signed up for pilot training, which kept him in longer. His brother settled down, got married, got a regular day job in corporate something. Whatever it was, their father raved about it the view times over the next few years that Tommy bothered to call home and mention where he was at. When he finally did get out of the military, Tony was still rarely around, and Tommy didn’t have any interest in seeking him out. He’d left California for a while, and never bothered to mention he was back. Which would’ve been fine, except, Evan. 

They’re in their favorite cafe early one morning, trying to cram in breakfast before they fly out for a trip they’ve had planned for weeks. The place is crowded—it’s Saturday and apparently there’s some parade coming in the next hour and everybody has decided that their little cafe where they had their first successful date is the place to be. People are pressed up against one another, some arguing and others whining about needing space, as he and Evan try and get through to get out to their table with their drinks and the pastries Evan insisted on getting. Did they really need apple fritters? Tommy wasn’t sure. 

But somewhere in the middle of it all, Evan gets turned around while trying to grab napkins while Tommy is a crowd of people away, watching him. He continues to watch, first in amusement, and then in horror, as Evan crosses halfway through the space, and then seems to turn off in a direction that is decidedly not Tommy, up to another man, leaning over into his ear and whispering something that, based on Evan’s face, is not going to go over well. 

And then, the other man is turning on his heel, and a fist is flying into Evan’s face before he even has time to react. 

Tommy rushes through the throng of people as they suddenly make a hole around where Evan’s at, and that’s when Tommy realizes, as he comes to perch next to Evan on the ground. 

“What the fuck, Tommy,” Evan asks, wiping at his face and coming away with blood. He looks up at Tommy perched in front of him, and then up at the man in front of him, and then does a double-take, suddenly very confused until it dawns on him. “Y-you’re not Tommy.” 

Tommy lets out an exasperated sigh as his eyes drift up the legs, torso, chest, and then finally meet the face he recognizes from the mirror. 

“Anthony.” 

“Is everything okay,” Katie calls from behind the register, pushing herself high to see over the counter. “Oh my god, Evan, do you need tissues?” 

Tommy looks up at her. “That’d be great, Katie, thanks.” 

Tommy shifts both of the coffees into one hand and slips a hand underneath Evan, pulling him up into a seated position before Evan’s able to amble himself back to his feet, just as Katie is coming around the counter with tissues while also trying to get the throngs of people refocused. She passes them to Evan with an apologetic look before glaring at Tony. 

“Take these,” Tommy tells him, practically shoving the coffees into Evan’s hands in exchange for the tissue. 

“But the apple fritters,” he complains as Tommy starts wiping at the blood on his face, only to realize there’s more still coming down. Great.

“Katie we need two more apple fritters,” he calls out loud enough for her to hear, still entirely focused on Evan. 

“Coming up,” she calls back. 

“Look, I didn’t even know you were here,” Tony comments, forcing Tommy to acknowledge his presence for the first time. 

He glances over at his brother, anger still present on his own face. 

“Why would you? You don’t call, you don’t reach out. You’re the one who left the state while I still live here, but you would assume that if someone comes up to you while in town that they’d be looking for you and not me,” Tommy growls at him. 

“Two apple fritters for Buckley and Kinard,” Katie announces from the counter. Tommy turns on his heel towards the counter and grabs the fresh pastries—in a bag this time—and then drops a ten in the tip jar for her, mouthing a thank you. He looks back at Evan again, sees the blood still soaking into the tissues. 

“We need to get this looked at,” he tells him. “Lucy’s around the corner for the parade.” 

Evan groans. “But the coffee and pastries-..” 

Tommy tilts his head at him in the we’re not arguing on this expression he’s known so well for, before he shoots one final glare at his brother. 

. . .

Around the corner, some ten or so minutes later, the bleeding has finally stopped, and Lucy has managed to convince them that Tony didn’t break Evan’s nose, but he’s likely to have some serious bruising over the next few days. 

Great. Tommy thinks. Just what they both want in all their vacation photos. Black eyes. 

“Why didn’t you tell me you had a twin brother,” Evan asks, shoveling his apple fritter into his mouth after Lucy walks away. He’s more than clearly decided to move on from the violence inside the coffee house from just a few minutes before. 

“The physical violence didn’t give it away,” Tommy replies sardonically. 

“I mean aside from that,” Evan states. “Seems like that would be an important bit of information to share. Especially given what just took place.” 

Tommy sighs, turning on his heel to face Evan in the middle of the sidewalk. 

“Look, Anthony made a decision a long time ago to attach himself to my father and his ideals, and when I realized that neither of them were going to show up for me the way that they should, I had to disconnect myself from it all.” 

Evan frowns. He swallows down his bite of the apple fritter. 

“Doesn’t that hurt, though,” he asks. “I mean with the whole twin thing?” 

The twin thing. There’s going to be a Wikipedia hole in the next few days about all of this, Tommy just knows it. 

“I mean yes,” he admits honestly. “Of course it does. But if I stayed wrapped up in that, I’d never get on with my life.” He leans forward and kisses the bridge of Evan’s nose, wary of its tenderness as Evan flinches slightly under his lips. “Now can we please get out of here before the parade rolls through and we get stuck for three hours? We have a flight to catch.” 

Evan smiles at him, leaning forward and nuzzling against Tommy’s nose even though his own is still sore. 

“Yes.” 

He lets Tommy pull him along back towards the truck, only glancing briefly over his shoulder when he sees the man that looks so much like his boyfriend step outside of the coffee shop they’d just come from and their eyes catch for half a second before people are in between them, blocking Evan’s sight further. 

Something more, Evan thinks, as Tommy opens the passenger door of his truck for him to get in. He needs to know more. More about Anthony, more about the discourse, more about it all. Because he can’t imagine what it’s like for Tommy to deal with the twin thing, with a sibling who’s so out of sync with him. And the part of Evan that lives to fix things thinks he just found his new project. 

(damn it now this is going to need more. see what you've done @hmg621 😂)

[bellarkeselection]

Heyy, I have a request for tony stark 😊 a lots of fluff with his wife telling him that she's pregnant and he's all happy ❤️

My Incredible Wife

Tags @mcugeekposts @underoostarks @rosie-posie08 @makeshift-prime

Holding the pregnancy test in my hands I was almost jumping up and down around the bathroom like I was a child hyped up on tons of sugar. Tony and I had been trying for a few years to get pregnant after we got married but I wound keep having miscarriages that I hated and Tony did even more so. Since he was a genius he thought he could solve most problems except for why we couldn’t have a baby. Flinging open the bathroom door I rushed downstairs shoving the pregnancy test in my back pocket going into his lab knowing he wouldn’t rather be anywhere else. “Tony, are you busy?”

“Never for you, babe. What’s going on in that heads of yours ?” He asked, sitting down the screwdriver he had in his hands. He patted his lap gesturing for me to sit down which I did without further instruction wrapping my arms around his neck.

Running one hand through his hair I couldn’t hide the huge grin on my face picturing a mini Tony or a mini running around the lab. “I have the biggest news ever. There’s gonna be another Stark in the family….ah Tony!” I squealed when he moved his hand to start ticking my hip knowing I was ticklish there leaving his other hand to rest on my upper thigh.

“Are you being serious or are you just wanting to go upstairs because you’re on your monthly thing. Not that I am complaining or anything.” He questioned me where his deep brown eyes met mine, raising his eyebrows at me. “Do you feel like cheeseburgers, I feel like we should have burgers.”

Pushing his face away playfully I blushed not believing he would say that. “Tony, I am not joking around with you. I never have. Because I am not like you. I’m serious and if you need proof here’s your proof.” Reaching into my back pocket I hand him the small test.

“Son of a bitch. This is incredible. You’re incredible.” He blurted out sitting the test on his messy metal table. He then cups my face in his warm hands cradling my face leaning forward kissing me deeply.

I giggled when he buried his face into the crook of my neck, kissing me slowly down until he found my sweet spot, making me moan. “Tony….I don’t want to get your hopes up. Oh….Ton..” My fingers threaded themselves into his black hair tugging it where he pulled back crashing his lips onto mine.

“Hey, hey, look at me honey. I know not to get my hopes up. I know that this is amazing and also scary for you because you don’t think that you can do it. But even if we lose this next one we can always adopt.” He moved his hands down onto my shoulders squeezing them gentle feeling me slump them down in relief.

Shaking my head I didn’t want to feel insecure about it but it wasn’t exactly easy for me after I lost the last baby. There’s a part of me that thinks he might leave me one day. “Yeah you're right I shouldn’t still be insecure about us and the fact that I might not be able to have kids…”

“Sssh darling. How many times do we have to have this conversation huh.” He asked giving me those puppy dog eyes that I was a sucker for. “Do I have to keep continuously telling you how smoking hot and amazing you are.”

Covering my face with my hands I bent my head down against his chest ignoring the fact that my head was on the piece of bright blue chest reactor that kept him alive. “Tony I’m sorry okay it’s just the hormones or something else girly related.”

“Y/n stop it. Alright my feelings for you the day I married you haven’t changed. You are still the woman made for me always and forever.” He declares tucking hair behind my ear turning my chin in his thumb and index finger so I was forced to look him in the eye.

“And I feel the same way about you but I want to have a baby of our own. That will look like you and me. If I can’t do that then what am I supposed to do?” I blurted out feeling some tears that he wiped away with his thumb.

He rested his forehead against mine running his fingers through my long hair that was falling down my shoulders. “Then you get to live with the fact that even if we can’t have kids you still get to be loved and married to the genius, billionaire, playboy superhero known as Iron Man.”

“You’re ridiculous, Stark.” I joked pushing his chest where I almost fell off his lap.

He booped his nose with mine quickly rising to his feet. “Only for you, Y/n. Now I think we have some business to intend to. Ensuring we have a little us inside your belly.”

“Tony!” I squealed, wrapping my legs around his waist along with my arms thinking he might drop me. He carried me through the house and into the bedroom gently sitting me down on the bed shrugging my tea shirt over my head letting it pool to the floor.

He smiled, yanking his own shirt over his head leaning down capturing my lips with his own pushing me onto my back. "You have no reason to be insecure if we can't have another baby. You are my incredible…beautiful…loving…wife…who will make a great mother…to any child we have…adopted or not." He responded by kissing me down my neck holding himself up by his hands on either side of me.

"I can already picture a little you running around the lab if I being honest…oh gosh!" I moaned when he kissed me suddenly until I rolled him onto his back with my hair falling in front of my eyes grinning ear to ear.

Tony groaned looking at me in lust and want, he placed his hand on my hips stroking it gently with his thumb. "You're so beautiful."

"I can't be the only one of us who has imagined this." I hummed at him where he quickly flipped us over, beginning to remove my shorts in the process.

I began to eye him up and down in awe at my husband's body shape. He was like a beautiful strong god. "Like what you see, Mrs. Stark." Tony asked with a smirk looking at me, kissing my nose.

"Yes, I do " I smirked and began to run my hands down his chest, still feeling my cheeks burning red.

"I'm going to make love to you all night, baby" Tony smirked before lifting me up in his arms causing me to squeal out loudly. His hands tickling me before I put my hands on his shoulders bringing him down for a heated kiss. Imagining the thought of us finally having our own little baby.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[p-redux]

Inbox Summary 9/29/2023

Hi peeps, so I'm going to try something new. For some of your Asks in my Inbox, instead of answering them individually, I'm going to do a combined summary post of all of them.

I'm doing this because a lot of the questions are about past stuff I've already answered. I don't have time to keep answering the same questions (Search is your friend, my friends), I don't want to take up space on my blog to answer stuff that has already been answered, and the main thing is, I'm TIRED.

I'm in one of my fandom "meh" moods. I get into fandom funks every once in a while, where I'm over it, and don't feel like posting. BUT, I love you guys, and I know the next big scoop is just around the corner. Every time, I say to myself, I'm just going to fandom retire, Cait gets engaged, Sam is seen with a new woman, Cait gets married, Sam is seen with a new woman, I get the scoop AHEAD of time that Cait is pregnant (remember when I posted MONTHS before that someone from Outlander was pregnant? and 'lo and behold, that August, Cait announced she'd had her son), Sam is seen with a new woman, Cait has her baby, etc, etc. So, I don't give up...because I know there's more stuff coming, and also, like I said, I really enjoy my Team here.

So, what I'm going to do is either on Fridays, Saturdays, or Sundays, depending on how busy I am, I'm going to do a weekly summary of answers to some of my Inbox questions. They will be short answers. And for further details, you guys can just Search my blog or Search Google.

I'll still answer some questions individually, but it will depend on the subject, and how busy I am in RL. Please keep sending me questions and DM's. I'll answer them. Some won't be answered as in depth as others, that's all.

So, here we go for this week's round up...in no particular order:

Susie Evans is in Austin with friends.

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Sam is still in the UK. Cait is in Paris.

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Sam is expected in New York next week, for the Keepers of the Quaich event ON Cait's birthday, October 4. For those gnashing "why do you think Cait wouldn't go to New York to spend her birthday with Sam?! She could?! They're friends?!" Um, yes, they're friends...but REALITY CHECK: Cait is married to Tony McGill and has a toddler son with him. Logic dictates that Cait and family aren't going to schlep from Europe to New York to be with Sam, who is simply her friend and costar, and NOTHING MORE. Cait will spend her birthday with her husband and son, and she has a TON of friends, she's not going to fly to NY expressly for Sam. Plus, he's BUSY on her birthday, remember? He's going to be at that Keepers of the Quaich event.

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No, Sam and Sophie Skelton never dated. Sam never posts who he dates (except when he went Instagram official with Mackenzie Mauzy, but that was after 2 years of a committed relationship), and he posted pics with Sophie on a motorcycle at his Glasgow home. If they were secretly dating, he would have been much more secretive about it. I mean, I hope Sam is into some kink, but da/daughter ain't one of them. Who's your daddy? hahaha.

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By now, we all know Sam's ex, Abbie Salt is fighting some type of cancer. Yes, she hasn't posted in a while. I'm worried about her too. But her sister, Charlotte Salt, has posted, and she posts on her professional design IG accounts as well. If Abbie had taken a turn for the worse, I don't think her sister would be posting. I hope Abbie makes a full recovery, wish her all the best.

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Yes, I know, Sam's ex, Anna Modler is pregnant and having a baby girl.

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Thanks for letting me know that two other of Sam's exes, Hannah James and Mackenzie Mauzy recently started following birthing, doula, and parenting accounts on IG. Looks like their next adventure is motherhood. Also wish them all the best.

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The podcast with that IG influencer that was supposedly going to have some Sam content, as far as I know, there hasn't been any Sam mention. So, that was all smoke and mirrors, trying to get some free advertisement. Nothing to see there.

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The two blonde, blue-eyed Scottish IG influencers supposedly being linked with Sam. I see no evidence of that. Again, seems to be just smoke and mirrors, and names dropped in my Inbox to see if I would post them or not. Nothing to see there.

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Asking for a cheat sheet of the women Sam has dated and what do certain initials mean. I've done plenty of posts summarizing the women Sam has dated. Please Search my blog or Search Google. As for initials, I don't use initials, I post full names. So, if you see a woman's initials, match them to the full names I've posted.

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Cait's dad's funeral. And do I have questions about Sam being there? Um, that's all Extreme Shipper bullshit, lies, spin, deception, and now they've sold it as shipper canon. NO, I don't have any questions because WHO was at Cait's father's funeral is VERY clear. Again, Search what I've posted. There are pic, video of Cait sitting next to her mother, and the "Sam is sitting next to Cait but he's wearing a wig" is her brother. NOT Sam. Tony is sitting in the rows behind, holding baby BalfeMcGill, as are other spouses. NO ONE from Outlander went to Cait's dad's funeral. Please THINK. Cait has a big family and she has a TON of friends, some she has known for YEARS. If anyone was going to go all the way to Ireland for her father's funeral, it would be her immediate and LARGE extended family, all the family's friends in Ireland, and then Cait's close friends. Sam and Outlander people aren't even in the first few rungs of WHO would get invited to the funeral. And yes, that includes, Sam Heughan. Besides, Sam was in Las Vegas during the funeral, and there are lots of posts showing that.

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I know the TRUTH about Cait and Sam never dating, and Cait being with Tony since 2014. I know this thru verifiable and identifiable sources who directly and personally know Cait, Sam, and Tony. So, there are NO questions for me, because I've known the TRUTH for 9 years. It's that simple.

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As, for my little frothy pet troll who sends me weekly rants about Sam. You can keep going, but all I do is laugh and laugh at how pathetic you are. What you write doesn't upset me because I'm not personally invested in Sam. I'm really not. I post about him because I get info about him, and people are interested in it. But I don't care one way or the other. My IP tracker tells me where the basement is from where you gnash and froth so desperately. So, go ahead, make my day, but I'm NEVER going to post what you send me. You'll never get that satisfaction. Never. Try me.

Okay, peeps, that's it for the summary. I may do more on Sunday. And like I said, I'll still answer individual questions, depending on what they are. If you ever want to know something from the past, please just Search my blog. If you can't find it there, then go to Google and Search p-redux and names or words you're looking for, and all my past posts will pop up.

Thanks for reading!

[hangmansgbaby]

Hi! Can I req a oneshot where r is tony Starks daughter and is a military fighter pilot in honor of her uncle Rhodey (just went navy not Air Force in order to establish herself as her own person) and she’s like dating/married to/engaged to/etc Bradley Bradshaw and her dad shows up to surprise her at one point and he and rooster had always gotten along great once past the initial dont-hurt-my-daughter-I-don’t-trust-you-with-her stage and so they like “gang up” on reader but only in as much as it’s fun (like they don’t do too much) but it’s just sweet fluff with dad Tony and SO rooster and dad in law tony just 🫠🥹 anyways sorry to bother if u don’t want it! Love all u do <3

A Stark in the Wind

Summary: Y/n "Stark" Bradshaw was part of the top 1% of Naval aviators. When Y/n gets called back to Top Gun alongside her husband, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw, her father decides to make the trip to California. While he’s expecting a nice dinner on his last night in town, something else comes into play.

Pairings: Bradley Bradshaw x Wife!Reader, Tony Stark x Daughter!Readers

Warnings: none?(Let me know if I should add any)

Note: I TOTALLY strayed from the request with Tony and Bradley messing with reader but its still so cute and has such cute father/son in law moments that I think it’ll do.

Word count: 1.3k

Masterlist

“Why do I always agree to road trips in the Bronco?” Y/n sighs, stretching as she hopped out of her husband’s truck.

“Because you love me?” Bradley chuckles, shutting the door before pulling y/n close. “Besides, you really wanna fly here and then get a rental car?”

“We could’ve taken my car, at least we wouldn’t have been broken down on the side of the road for 6 hours.”

“You weren’t complaining those six hours,” Bradley mumbles into a kiss, pinning her against the side of the truck.

“Babe, if you don’t stop were never going in.”

“Maybe that’s my plan.” Bradley wiggles his brows making y/n laugh.

“I’m going inside Bradshaw.” She pushes him back, walking aged into the Hard Deck. Bradley groans before jogging after her, opening the door before y/n can grab it.

“My lady.” He bows slightly, a teasing smirk on his face.

“Still not happening, handsome.” She taps his face before walking into the bar, her husband close behind.

“Bradshaws! That you guys?” Y/n smiles at the voice of her best friend, dragging her husband over to the pool tables. She immediately pulls Phoenix into a tight hug. “This is how I find out you’re stateside?”

“Yeah, just thought we’d surprise you.” Bradley chuckles.

“I’m gonna go grab us some drinks.” Y/n jogs up to the bar, drumming a little when Penny turns around. “Hey Pen, one beer and a water please.” Y/n smiles.

“Hey, when did you newlyweds get back? Haven’t seen you two since the wedding.”

“Bradley go stationed in Virginia and I got pulled into a pretty big mess in New York before heading down there. Been a super busy year.” Y/n sighs taking a sip of her drink.

“Now I know I raised to better than to drink beer.” A voice calls out from behind her.

“Dad?! Hey!” Y/n abandons the drinks and wraps her dad in a hug. “What are you doing here?”

“Just checking up on my favorite aviators, and helping the Navy with a few upgrades.”

“Of course.” Y/n laughs. “How's Pepper and little Morgan?”

“They’re great!”

“And how are you?” Y/n asks.

“Good, good. I’m doing a lot better.” Y/n had gotten lucky with the blip. Bradley and all her friends were still around afterwards but she had lost so much family at the same time.

“Its okay to not be okay. I miss him too.” Him, Peter Parker. He was like a little brother to y/n, called her at least twice a week for help on his science homework, especially when they talked about aerodynamics.

“Where’s that boy toy of yours? Chicken?”

“Rooster, dad. He’s over by the pool tables.” Y/n leads her father, drinks in hand, to the group.

“B, look who I found.” Y/n smiles handing Bradley his drink.

“Mr. Stark, how are you sir?” Bradley greets, shaking his hand.

“I thought I told you to call me Tony.” He greets his son-in-law. “Who are your friends?”

“Holy shit! You’re Tony Stark! The Tony Stark!”

“That’s Lieutenant Garcia, callsign Fanboy. Lieutenant Trace, callsign Phoenix. And Lieutenant Fitch, callsign Payback. And that's Lieutenant Floyd, aka Bob. ”

“Please to meet you sir.” Phoenix greets.

“Big fan.” Payback smiles.

“Those two over there are lieutenants Machado and Seresin, Coyote and Hangman.” Bradley introduces.

“You must be the one my daughter tells me about?” Tony questions, nodding towards Hangman.

“Awe you talk about me Stark?” Hangman plays shocked, a hand on his chest.

“Wish it was good things don’t ya?” Y/n chuckles. “Guys this my dad.”

“No way!” Fanboy shrieks.

“You’re dad is Iron Man?”

“Dude, how are you still alive?” Hangman and Coyote joke towards Bradley.

“As much as I would love to stay and chat, duty calls.” Tony nods to everyone before turning to his daughter. “Sweetheart.” He hugs her. “I’ll see you later, Bradshaw.”

“Good to see you too, sir.”

“Dinner at my place, Saturday. Don’t be late.” Tony points walking towards the exit.

Y/n nods before turning back towards her friends to their faces in shock. “Alright, ask away!”

Saturday night

“Hey! There’s my two favorite aviators!” Tony calls out as y/n and Bradley walk into the quaint beech house.

“Hi dad.”

“We brought wine.” Bradley smiles, setting the bottle down on the kitchen counter.

“Tony have you seen my-“ pepper round the corner from the hallway to see y/n and Bradley. “Oh my god hi!”

Y/n quickly pulls her step-mom into a tight hug. “As much as I love you, Pepper. Where’s the baby?” Y/n hears Morgan’s coos come from the living room and she immediately takes off towards it.

“She’s getting baby fever.” Tony points out to Bradley.

“No, she’s just excited to see her little sister, she was an only child for 30 years.” Bradley jabs back.

“I’m just saying. She might want them now.”

“She loves flying too much right now. Told her we’d wait until she was ready to hang up her wings.” Bradley sighs. “Its what she wants.”

“I think what she wants is for you to be happy and to have a family with you.” Pepper nods towards the living room. They look over to couch to see y/n making silly faces a Morgan, making the 6 month old baby giggle.

“I’m ready. I have been since the day I met her. But having kids means she gives up flying for 10 months and then there is no guarantee that she’ll go back. I can’t ask her to give that up just because I want a couple of kids.” Bradley explains, turning towards his father-in-law who was working over the food on the stove.

“Ya know, that statement right there is why I’m glad you married my daughter. You remind me nothing of myself, which makes you perfect.” Tony smiles, plating the food for everyone.

“Thanks Tony.” Bradley smiles. “Let me help get these to the table.”

It was silent around the dinner table. Everyone ate in silence while y/n picked at her food.

“Y/n? You okay?” Pepper asks, the first to mention her strange behavior.

“Yea, I’m okay.”

“You sure? You’ve been off since we got here.” Bradley notes.

“I-“ y/n sighs. “I have an announcement.” She says, standing from the table. “I won’t be flying. Actually, I can’t fly the mission.” Bradley stares at her dumbfounded, eyes begging her to continue. “I uh… I wanted to tell you before but I was too nervous and ai know we said we would wait but…”

“Spit it out already.” Tony groans, still eating.

“I’m pregnant.”

Everyone froze, forks dropping to their plates in surprise.

“You’re serious?” Bradley questions.

“Yea, found out right before we left.” Y/n nods softly. She can’t read Bradley’s face, unsure if he was happy or not.

“Holy shit.” Bradley mutters, leaning back.

“You okay there big guy?” Tony questions.

“I’m gonna be a dad?” Bradley asks, looking at at his father in law.

“Yea, Bradley. You’re gonna be a dad.” Tony smiles. “I’m gonna be a grandfather.”

“Holy shit!” Bradley cheers.

“Language!” Pepper chimes.

“Oh my god! You’re pregnant!” Y/n watches his eyes light up at the thought. “We’re gonna have a baby?”

“Yea.” Y/n nods excitedly. “Yea we are.”

“I love you, so much.” Bradley mutters, standing to give y/n a kiss.

“I love you too.” Y/n smiles, holding Bradley close.

“Congratulations!” Pepper cheers.

“Congratulations son!” Tony smiles, pulling Bradley into a tight hug. “Your parents would be proud of you.”

“Thank you Tony. Seriously, I appreciate you.”

[beansmack2021]

How Could You? (Steve Rogers x Daughter!Reader)

TW: Mentions of death, technically abandonment

She'd been gone for five years. For whatever reason, she'd ended up in the middle of a field with hundreds of other people just like her. Enhanced, intelligent people. Heroes.

Y/N felt her soul tear itself apart when she'd found Clint Barton. Her eyes asked a question she couldn't find the words to. The sad shake of his head was answer enough, and they locked eyes for a moment longer before returning to their own personal missions. There was no time for hugs, no time for tears. He needed to kill the disgusting alien he was fighting off, and she needed to find her dad.

She ran faster than the average person, half of her DNA being superhuman, but still felt as though she were moving in slow motion. Bodies dropped around her, injured friends and dead foe alike. She only prayed that the next to fall wouldn't be her father's.

"Dad!" she yelled, though she knew her efforts would be fruitless. Nobody could truly hear her over the sounds of weapons and warcries. Before she could open her mouth to yell a second time, she saw her father standing behind Thanos, who seemed suddenly afraid for someone who was supposedly winning.

The enemy around her started to fade to dust, and as Thanos disappeared, she barreled into her father. He stumbled, planted himself again and wrapped Y/N in a tight hug, even with the cracked shield still on his arm. She wished she could freeze time. She wished she didn't hear the scream; Peter's scream.

She turned and felt her heart breaking all over again. Peter was pulled back from Tony and Pepper knelt beside him, whispering her goodbyes. He sighed out his last breath. Her father, who didn't see always see eye-to-eye with Stark, was the first to kneel, her right after him.

The world seemed to sink to its knees before the fallen hero, and Y/N felt selfish that she'd been so happy to see her own hero just moments before.

It was supposed to be quick. Her dad would just be returning the stones and then coming back to her. He'd put them back exactly where they'd been taken from and then he'd appear right where he'd left from.

She waited on the bench for all of five minutes, though it'd felt like hours. She didn't expect the man beside her to be so... old.

"Dad?" she hesitated. He looked like her dad, but he was too old to be Steve Rogers. Apparently she was wrong, as the man smiled and simply said "Hey, there's my peanut."

Y/N shook her head. "I don't understand. Why do you look like that? Did something go wrong?"

"Nothing went wrong, baby. Everything went perfectly, actually. I finally got around to that dance I'd promised someone." She didn't even have to ask who he'd meant. She knew exactly who'd been waiting so long for a waltz with Captain America. She felt like broken glass, her sharp edges laced with poison as she spat out "What about what you'd promised me?"

He'd promised to come back to her. To live happily for the rest of their lives. To be there for every event. The man before her looked like he had mere months left to live.

"Y/N/N, you have to understand-"

She didn't let him finish. She stood and stormed back up to the house, ignoring his calls. She dodged every concerned look, and the only person who tried to stop her was Bucky Barnes. She just glared, mouth quivering slightly, and said "He's outside" before sidestepping him and stomping up the stairs.

She'd had a long conversation with Stephen Strange about the timeline and how it went unaffected by her father's actions. Apparently, the man Peggy married in their timeline had always been Steve, her two sons both of theirs. Steve was always meant to return to the time he'd lived in before he'd gone into the ice. She hadn't been removed from existence because she was born post-freezing, pre-time travel.

She supposed she was at least thankful she was still alive, but she was angry with Steve. She was working on finding it in herself to forgive him for leaving her. She'd only started to make some progress before Bucky busted into her room, telling her she needed to come quickly.

Steve was laying down, clutching a blanket and Sam's hand. He coughed a few times and looked at her, and she felt her heart drop to her stomach.

"No. No! This isn't fair! It's not time yet!" She fought against Bucky, who'd tried to pull her into his arms to comfort her. She stopped, hearing her name in his frail old voice. She moved slowly to his side and he grabbed her hand. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, baby. I think I'm gonna have to go. I love you."

Y/N shook her head, a tear rolling down her face as she sobbed. "How could you?" He knew she wasn't mad at him. She was heartbroken. He felt the same. But he couldn't say any more than another "I love you" before taking his final breath, his hand going limp in her own.

She was dragged away screaming by Bucky as Sam closed his best friend's eyelids for good.

[themculibrary]

Arranged Marriage AU Masterlist 2

part one

A Marriage Between Realms (ao3) - professnerdiness loki/sylvie E, 16k

Summary: “She and I are both the offspring of Kings. The son of Laufey and the daughter of Odin. Two children whose fathers have been mortal enemies for millennia. They stole us from each other when we were babes, and raised us far from our lands and people. And now, we’re being married in order to reunite our families and bring peace to the Nine Realms.”

Prince Loki of Asgard and Princess Sylvie of Jotunheim are wed in a marriage of convenience and political necessity. Can they find something deeper between them?

A Sylki Arranged Marriage AU

A Promise of Peace (ao3) - neonheartbeat loki/sylvie E, 107k

Summary: Sylvie Odinsdottir knows her duty as a princess: to place Asgard above her own wants and desires. But when she meets the Jotun prince she's been promised to marry since she was young, she finds her loyalties begin to shift, and trust is a luxury she may not be able to afford for long...

Arranged (ao3) - NotEvenCloseToStraight steve/tony T, 8k

Summary: Royalty AU-- Howard arranges a match between Tony and Steve, but when Tony tries to run away with Tiberius instead, Steve goes after his betrothed and brings him home. Things are difficult between the couple at first, but an impulsive kiss leads to softer moments, and finally the arranged pair find happiness together.

Come lay with me, You're safe with me (ao3) - annunziatina tony/bruce M, 48k

Summary: In exchange for a military contract that would save his family from financial ruin, Tony Stark is forced to abandon his desire for love. But the reclusive scientist to whom Tony is promised is far from the army grunt he imagined. And maybe love isn't really out of reach.

everybody wants to rule the world (ao3) - bevioletskies peter/gamora T, 109k

Summary: Peter is the one and only heir to the Celestial throne. Gamora is expected to successfully lead the Titans to conquer the galaxy. A political alliance is in the works, and there may or may not be wedding bells in the air.

Alternately: Peter and Gamora find themselves in an arranged marriage and want nothing to do with it, but might need each other more than they think if they want to escape their genocidal fathers forever.

heavy is the crown (ao3) - Anonymous steve/tony G, 17k

Summary: “Why did you pick me? As a match. Howard forced you to marry, but you had - there were other options. Many of them.”

“Maybe I wanted to help you,” Tony says. “To help - anyone, for once. Your people needed it.”

Oh, Steve thinks dully. So it wasn’t about him at all. It’s - a comfort, in some ways. In others, it’s… less so.

“And-” Tony hesitates. "Everyone said you were kind. I thought… if I had to marry, I’d prefer to marry someone kind.”

(Or, Arranged Marriage AU.)

I’m With Him Until the Death Do Us Part (But It Doesn’t Do for this Hungry Heart) (ao3) - Just AnotherMarvelGirl wanda/vision E, 4k

Summary: I really tried to come up with a better summary, but I keep going back to the basics: an arranged marriage royal AU, with cheating, smut, and murder.

In the Hall of the Mountain King (ao3) - Hippiebuckyharrington steve/thor, background bucky/tony E, 26k

Summary: Thor doesn't mind taking the throne when his father dies. He doesn't mind giving up his partying ways with his brother in order to be the responsible King Asguard deserves. What he does mind is having to marry the prince of the neighboring kingdom of Midgard. He doesn't need a spouse to run his country, and he isn't ready to settle down.

Steve really would just like love, a family maybe, and to not be stuck watching his newly married brother mooning over his new husband. And he'd rather be painting anyway, so an arranged marriage is not the worst idea. What Steve doesn't want is to be married to the strange almost barbaric King, who shows up spectacularly hungover to their wedding. Now he's alone, and scared in a place miles from anything he is used to, saddled to a King who doesn't want him.

But maybe, maybe all hope is not lost, even with the disaster their wedding turns into. Maybe, just maybe, there is something to be salvaged from the less than ideal circumstances that brought them together.

just wrong enough to make it feel right (ao3) - thelilacfield wanda/vision M, 7k

Summary: “This is Vision. He is my personal guard. And he will be yours, my lady, whenever you ask.”

She thought that coming to the kingdom would be the end of all her troubles. Marrying a king would be her happy ever after. And yet, as Vision steps forward and shyly bows to her, she can’t help thinking that troubles are only just beginning with the way her heart flutters when those blue eyes meet hers.

Marriage and Mate Chases (ao3) - NotEvenCloseToStraight steve/tony, bucky/natasha, sam/clint E, 439k

Summary: A Regency-ish AU:

Strict, stern Alpha Captain Steve Rogers is firmly in control of himself, his army, and his life and intends to marry an Omega who shares the same ideals while wild, flighty Omega!Tony loves to flaunt Howard's rules, society's expectations and has no intention of settling down.

An arranged marriage forces Alpha and Omega together, but Steve's constant disapproval and Tony's refusal to compromise leads to anger and arguments, missed heats, harsh ruts and a lack of bonding bites. Vicious rumours fly about the Omega's fidelity and the Alpha's ability to control his mate and when Steve runs away to war to distance himself from his unpredictable husband, Tony turns to new friends and illicit activities to hide his hurting heart.

Steve returns from war a changed man ready to be a good husband, dedicating every minute of every day to winning Tony's heart back, but Tony is tired of being ignored, busy with his own projects and unwilling to give the Alpha another chance.

With outside forces plotting to ruin what little happiness they have, are Steve and Tony doomed to be unbonded husbands, married but never truly mates?

marry the sunset (ao3) - becuille t'challa/m'baku E, 5k

Summary: On the night before his wedding, T’Challa is not surprised by his inability to sleep. He is plagued by thoughts of M’Baku from years ago, pushed back in his memory like a long forgotten dream.

Of Broken Dreams and Mended Hearts (ao3) - Kellyscams steve/bucky, peggy/gabe, clint/natasha, pepper/tony, bucky/rumlow M, 354k

Summary: When the House of Barnes is left in massive debt after the death of George Barnes, their oldest son and heir, Bucky, is forced to sacrifice his own hopes and dreams by entering an arranged married to Steve Rogers. Steve seems kind enough, has a prominent job in the government, and was even voted Society's Best Catch. But the House Rogers is significantly higher in status than Bucky's family, which means Bucky is marrying up in Society, and marrying up doesn't only come with rewards, it also comes with certain...expectations and losses--some of which Bucky might be willing to do anything to avoid. And those opportunities might come his way.

Unless, of course, he actually starts falling in love with his new husband...

Seasons of Time (ao3) - ABrighterDarkness, britbrit99 steve/thor T, 56k

Summary: Thor hadn’t put much thought into what marriage and bonding might look like for him. The consideration only ever went as far as acknowledging that it was something that would need to happen, that was expected of him. He certainly didn’t ask questions or press for answers he was wholly uninterested in hearing.

Someday he would be required to court potential mates that would inevitably lead to marriage and, of course, bonding. He would be expected to have a child, at least one, preferably born with an Alpha designation, who he would then be expected to raise to take his place some many, many years down the road.

Someday, the time would come where he would need to conform to the role of King that he would eventually fill and that included the aforementioned expectations.

The Norns Write Right in Crooked Lines (ao3) - Anny_Franny loki/tony T, 17k

Summary: Two princes are forced into an engagement to form a military alliance and save thousand of lives. Thor and Tony had everything to be a happy couple: they were friends, they liked to drink, they knew how to deal with their weapons. Maybe they didn’t love each other, but hey, given time, who knew? Except…

Well, except Tony kinda fell in love with his hot dickish brother-in-law.

The Robot King (ao3) - betheflame pepper/tony T, 27k

Summary: Howard Stark has been a narcissistic control freak for a long time, so no one should really be surprised he added his son’s betrothal to a business merger, even when said son is 4 at the time.

Pepper and Tony are soulmates and all is looking peachy, until a tragic car accident, a well-placed lie, and years of emotional abuse conspire to force them apart.

Can they make it back to each other? And despite Howard’s indifference, find true love?

+++++++++++++

(Of course they can. I only write happily ever afters.)

Basically, this is Lion King, which means it's Hamlet, because evidently I only write AUs now.

The Selection (ao3) - worrisomeme steve/bucky, riley/sam, peggy/angie, clint/natasha M, 20k

Summary: The Department of Spousal Selection. Anyone not married by age 25 gets a spouse assigned to them by the government. And it’s fine, really. The matches are almost always a perfect fit. Steve Rogers is a successful tattoo artist who’s about to have his world turned upside down when he’s matched with a one Bucky Barnes. As they navigate their new life together and learn to deal with each other’s baggage, will their match prove successful, or will their inner demons tear them apart?

we deserve a soft epilogue, my love (ao3) - zashizawa tony/natasha N/R, 9k

Summary: "Love. . ." She trailed off, brows furrowed, "Love isn't always enough to make someone stay, Tony."

His eyes met hers, the green shining from the weak streetlights nearby, and he wondered when that had become his favorite color.

"It can be." He argued, because he knew his parents loved each other, and that was enough for them. He didn't know why, but they did.

"But, not always." She replied pointedly, looking between him and her. He knew where she was coming from.

They'd gotten closer, he didn't know how, but he could feel her leg brush against his under the water.

They both locked eyes for a moment, and Tony found himself gravitating closer. "It can be." He murmured yet again, his fingers brushing delicately against her bare side, his eyes flickering from her eyes to her lips.

"It can be." Natasha finally agreed, looking at him just as intensely as he stared at her.

(Or, the arranged marriage au nobody asked for)

What Comes on the Stage (ao3) - buckybarnesdeservestobehappy (hutchabelle), chaosmanor steve/bucky E, 11k

Summary: Living in Wyoming Territory in the 1880s, recently widowed Bucky Barnes needs a wife—someone to help him on the farm and bear him children. When he arranges for a bride from the East Coast to join him on his homestead, he’s met with a surprise. What he doesn’t foresee is falling in love, especially when Steve Rogers isn’t at all who Bucky expects to step off the stagecoach.

wish you were the piece to get me out of the game (ao3) - disaster_energy loki/mobius T, 10k

Summary: “It is only courteous of us to propose an option as well, the peace between the realms would-”

“Propose me.”

-- Or; King Mobius is looking for a consort among the Nine Realms. Loki discreetly throws himself as tribute.

[samairathewriter]

A Stark In The Ocean- Chapter 1

Title: A Stark In The Ocean.

Pairing: Namor xDesi Reader!Stark

Summary: Y/N Stark, the beloved yonger sister of Tony Stark just wanted a day for herself away from the chaos of thr city and the over protectiveness of her brother for a weekend. So when she decided to visit her beach house in the outskirts what could go wrong? Actually every thing when CIA gets involved and forces Y/N to play the hero even on her day off.

Author's Note:

Since I am not sure how to translate English to Namor's native language I will highlight the conversations in italics if it happens in Namor's native language. And the chapter is not proofread so please forgive me for silly mistakes, I will proofread it once I free.

Chapter List: Chapter 2

Chaper:One

When Y/N decided to get away from the chaos of city for the day, rescuing a two people who looked like they came out of Avatar movie from a group of CIAs was never on her to do list.

 Being the adopted little sister of Tony Stark and one of the powerful members of the Avenger guaranteed a little peace in her life in the past few years. So, when she finally got a day for herself all she wanted was to spend some in one of the many beach houses Tony owns in the country. This particular house is situated near a forest and they both build a tree house in the forest near the cliff facing the sea when she was a kid. And the tree house is the favorite place in the entire world since it contained only happy memories.It's been so long since anyone visited this house as both the stark siblings were too busy in the past few years saving the world. So when she finally decided to take a well deserved break from being a hero she decided to visit the tree houses and spend the weekend reading her favorite novel.Apart from the stark siblings only the care takers visited the property weekly once to clean it and Tony had a complete surveillance of the property for security reasons. So when she saw a SWAT vehicle couple of km from house cleverly hidden behind the trees, she was confused wondering why Tony was not alerted of the activities since his surveillance covered the area where she found the suspicious vehicles. Without wasting a second she parked her bike before anyone could see her behind a tree and changed into her superhero outfit with a snap of her finger.

‘‘  Peacefull day here I come’‘ Y/N with the sarcastic words walked towards the lone vehicle activating her power. 

Y/N’s power was the result of her father’s experiments when she was in her mother’s womb. He father who worked for Hydra was a genius man who aimed to create the most powerful mutant in the history and married her mother who belonged to a lower middle-class family in India for the sole purpose of experimenting on her. And her naive mother who was barely 19 fell for his price charming acts and married him without a second thought when her grandfather fixed the arranged marriage between the two. Y/N’s father belonged to one of the royal families in Rajasthan and with his power, money and charm he trapped her mother’s entire family promising a happy and bright future for their daughter. But all the promises turned into lies from the day her mother got pregnant with her. The day her mother shared the good news of her pregnancy, her nightmares started. Her father finally got what he wanted and dropped his charming acts by showing his true colors. And till her delivery Y/N’s mother was literally used as a lab rat and multiple experiments were performed on her. With every passing day her father become more obsessed with his creation and did inhuman things to her mother. Her father’s plan was to kill Y/N’s mother after her delivery and Y/N if the experiment failed. But before her father could kill her, her grandfather who lived in Jaipur came to know about his son’s hideous plans killed him once he found him in his lab in the basement of the palace and saved Y/N from the cruel plans he had for her. But unfortunately, he could not save her mother since she died from the childbirth after her body became too weak from the various experiments. Then her grandfather raised her like a princess which so much love and joy. But everything changed when she started showing her power on her fifth birthday and her grandfather was forced to give her up to the shield to keep her and everyone around her safe. Fortunately, her grandfather was close with Peggy Carter after he helped her during one of her missions and Peggy immediately decided to help after discovering about Y/N and her powers. After months and months of test peggy with the help of Hank Pym and Howard Stark found the extent of damage the experiments cause her DNA. Y/N’s at the age of give could actually heal others, control all the five elements at her will and everything that is made of the five elements. She even showed the signed of mind reading but none of the three shield agents wanted to test any further considering the stress it put her through. But with the already know fact Howard,Peggy and Hank know Y/N is not safe with her grandfather as they suspected Hydra may find out about her soon. So, with a heavy heart her grandfather allowed them to take Y/N with them to keep her safe and give her the necessary training to control her power after Howard promised he will legally adopt her and love her as his blood and fresh. And to cut any unknown ties Y/N has with hydra because of her monster of a father her grandfather declared that she decided due to an illness and even conducted a properly funeral by burning an unknown death body from the mortuary. After six month Howard legally adopted her like he promised and from the day she became Y/N stark.

From the day Y/N entered the stark mansion Maria fell in love with her and even Tony couldn’t resist her innocent eyes after a week of ignoring her. Withing weeks she literally wrapped everyone in the stark mansion around her finger with her cuteness. And when Tony found her building her own computer from the spare parts in his father’s lab he understood she is another prodigy in making. So both of them bonding in no time after they discovered their shared interest and Maria couldn’t be more happier seeing both her children so happy and loving towards each other. But that happiness lasted only six more months and the winter soldier appeared in their life. After Maria and Howard’s death Tony vowed to keep Y/N safe and promised to love her and protect her till his last breath. And she is the reason he joined the avengers, forgave Bucky and steve when he found out Bucky never harmed her when she was actually with Howard and Maria when the accident happened and finally decided to do the snap just to being her back after he lost her to the mad titan’s snap. 

Once she returned to Tony after the snap and managed to save him with her power, Tony became a protective mama bear and refused to allow her even to leave the city without him or any one of the avengers in the fear of losing her once again. And it took her almost months to convince Tony to let her have a weekend for herself away from the city. But when the weekend arrived it seemed the universe had other plans for her, and she is now entering the suspicious SWAT Van after making the ten guards unconscious by controlling their blood flow to their brain. Y/N looked around the van once she entered and what she found inside almost made her jaws drop in shock.

‘‘What in the James Cameron’s shit is this?’‘ Y/N muttered in shock looking at the two creatures inside two individual large glass chamber bring restrained with various wires. The creatures looked like Avatar came to life with blue skin and some sort of mask was covering their mouth. One of the creatures looked like an adult but the other one is definitely a kid and looking at the painful wires keeping them restrained and unconscious filled Y/N body with rage.

With determined step she moved towards their tubes and placed her bracelet on the keypad to hack the lock.

‘‘GREY unlock the chamber’‘ Y/N order her AI which was connected to her suit.

‘‘Y/N I would advise against it since the host inside looks hostile’‘ At GREY’s concerned reply she looked up to find the creature looking at her with uncontrolled fury. Y/N understood his anger and tried to calm him down assuring that she is not the enemy.

‘‘Look I know you are confused and angry, but I promise I am here to help. So just don’t kill me once I open this chamber because if I die my brother will kill me once again after finding a way to bring me back to life. So please cooperate. Do you even understand what I am saying?’‘ Y/N waited for couple of second as the created looked at her without blinking after her explanation. After what felt like hours the creature gave a firm nod and Y/N with relief ordered GREY to open the chamber once again. Within seconds the chamber opened and Y/N helped the creature out of , then made him sit on a table near the chamber. As much as she wanted to heal the him she is not sure if her power will even work on him and decided not to take the risk of experimenting her powers right now and decided against healing him.

‘‘Okay I have a lot of questions running in my overactive brain right now. But I know this is not the right time or place to have a rapid-fire round to know about your life history. But you have a let me know where you come from or at least where I should take you both to keep you guys safe. So tell me sometime that could help us right now’‘ Y/N carefully phrased her words as she didn’t want to sound noisy by asking anything that the creature cannot reveal.

‘‘Ocean’‘ The creature’s one worded monotone replay was enough for her to realize that he did understand her words and thanked the heavens for making sure at least she is not struck with someone who cannot understand her.

‘’Okay. So you want me to take you to the ocean. I get it. The sea shore is actually in walkable distance from here. But can you keep up with me since I can’t carry you as I have to carry the Junior there. And can you tell me your names since it sounds weird and offensive to address you both as creatures in my mind’‘ Y/N said as she opened the chamber with the kid and carefully removed the painful wires from his body. Then she carefully cuddled the kid to her chest and looked back only to find the adult one looked at her with soft eyes now.

‘‘Attuma. Fabio.’‘ Attuma muttered their names and Y/N smiled slightly at the progress with the hostile Attuma.

‘‘Great. I am Y/N. Since our introduction is over we must escape from here. I am not sure the kind of back up these people have right now. so we must hurry right now. Though I can fight them all the entire night in any other day, I have to keep you both safe now.So can you keep up with me?’’ Y/N questioned and Attuma stood up with a nod though he is weak after the surface dwellers sucked almost all the moisture from his body and injected some toxic chemicals in his blood stream.

‘‘Okay great. Now follow me and stay behind me’‘

Y/N then got out of the van after making sure all the ten guards are still unconscious followed but Attuma. Then both of them started running towards the cliff as Y/N cuddled Fabio more tightly to her chest. 

‘‘Y/N I find a team of 25 armed men coming this away.’‘ GREY alerted her after five minutes of running and Y/N cursed the CIA in her mind.

‘‘Dammit. Attuma their back up is arriving. I will hold them and take you both to the cliff as it will take more time to reach the seashore. Once we reach there you jump with Fabio and I will make sure they will not follow you. Okay?’‘ 

At Y/N’s words Attuma looked bit conflicted since he did not want to leave her to fight alone with the bad men. But he know in his current state he can only protect Fabio and agreed with her since he will always choose his people over any surface dweller even if she is good.

‘’Good. Now just stay behind me.’’ Y/N ordered when she saw men coming towards them in bikes with guns in their hand. Once they reached the distance she wanted she handed Fabio to attuma and closed her taking a deep breath. In seconds she felt the familiar energy following through her vein and the next moment she opened her eyes which looked green now, raised both her hand and fisted her hand tightly. The moment her nails dug into her palms she saw all the men getting crushed by the branches and roots of the trees which obeyed her command and she smirked when she saw Attuma looking at her with disbelief when she turned back.

‘‘ Fascinating right?’‘ Y/N winked with a smile. And asked Grey how many more are left.

‘‘There are five more men left and it seems they have air support in the form of jet wings. I advise you to reach cliff soon’‘ Y/N let out a frustrated groan at GREY’S warning.

‘‘There are five more men on the way. Let go’‘ Y/N started running again taking Fabio back in her arms. After couple of minutes, they almost reached the cliff when she heard GREY warning her to look back and she crushed a bullet at the last moment before it could enter her skull. She then saw five men with Jet wings flying towards them and Fabio who gained consciousness whimpered in fear seeing the men who kidnapped him.

‘‘Shhh Fabio. I promise you will reach your home safe’‘ Y/N promised and deflected the bullets coming their way.

‘‘Attuma take Fabio and run. I will cover you both‘ Y/N shouted covering him and Attuma started running towards the cliff with Fabio in his arms. Once Fabio was taken from her,her eyes changed into ash grey and before the five men could even predict what is happening, they were thrown few kilometers away from the sudden force of the wind. Once the men were removed from there she followed Attuma to make sure he reaches the ocean.

After couple of minutes, she smiled when she saw Attuma standing at the edge of the cliff, few meters away from her and jogged towards them with relief.

‘‘You both are safe now. You can go home and I will make sure no one will know about you or what happened here.’‘ Y/N promised with a reassuring smile. And Attuma for the first time in his life felt gratitude towards a surface dweller and nodded with a sincere thank you.

But as he was about to jump Fabio muttered something to him and Attuma shook his head with annoyance before forwarding Fabio back to Y/N. Y/N with a confused smile took Fabio back in her arms and looked at him with questioning eyes.

‘‘Thank you’‘ Fabio muttered hugging her neck tightly burying his face in the crook of her neck and Y/N literally melted by the gesture.

‘‘Oh sweetheart you are most welcome’‘ Y/N muttered placing a kiss on the top of his head with love and affection.

‘‘Y/N LOOK OUT’‘ GREY’S desperate voice screamed in her ears and in seconds she heard a gun going multiple times and she saw one of the men from the motor bike team leaning against a tree with gun pointed towards them. In slow motion she saw the bullets coming towards them and she know it too late to deflect them. Without thinking twice she pushed Attuma off the cliff to save him from the bullet and she turned using her body as a shield to protect Fabio. The next second she felt a burning pain in her back and shoulder and without thinking twice jumped from the cliff holding Fabio tightly to her chest.

Once she hit the cold water, she felt pain from the bullet getting unbearable and she can feel the blood leaving her body rapidly. She felt her muscles getting weak and Fabio’s concerned face was the last thing she saw before the water filled her lungs and darkness engulfed her vision.

****

When Y/N started gaining conscious her throat felt like sandpaper and eyelids felt like osmium when she tried to open it. After a couple of minutes of struggle she opened her eyes to find herself tied to a cot with heavy ropes inside a cave. Seeing herself restrained and her bracelets missing Y/N started to panic wondering if the CIA got her along with Attuma and Fabio. 

‘‘I mean if I am in a friendly place I won’t be restrained right?’‘ Y/N reasoned with herself and decided to search for the kid and Attuma praying they are still alive. She promised she will save the kid even if that’s the last thing she will do and hoped Tony will understand why she risked her life to save another kid from being experimented on. Once she cut the ropes without much struggled after making a long knife using the stone beneath the cot and sat up forgetting that she was actually shot.

‘‘Goddammit’‘ Y/N cursed as she felt burning pain on her back and shoulder as she sat up. After catching her breath for couple of seconds she looked up to see glow worm on the ceiling and surrounded by crystal clear water.

Y/N the stood up carefully not putting any pressure on her wounds which are covered bandages now and immediately hid behind a huge rock when she heard someone enter the cave. As she sensed someone coming near her eyes changed into light blue and she decided to use the water as her weapon at the moment. And the moment she saw a man entered the cave and not a blue looking Attuma or someone like him she formed a spear out of the water and with launched it toward the man with a lightning speed.

The man groaned in pain when he was slammed against the wall of the cave with a spear made out of water stabbing him in his shoulder.  

‘‘Where is Attuma and Fabio?I won’t ask you twice so you better answer me before I send another spear through your heart. Usually I don’t like killing people, but heartless monsters like you who experiment and torture children don’t deserve to live. So if you tell me where they are I may consider letting you live or make you death painless’‘ Y/N almost growled walking towards him the man with pointed ears and wings on his ankle.

‘‘Both of them are safe and they are my people. You are safe as well so calm down’‘ The man’s words only angered her further and Y/N expanded the sharp edge of the spear towards his heart smirking as the man bleed with another groan.

‘‘They are your people? Rightttt then I am their queen" Y/N scoffed at lies before continuing her warning

"I warned you not to lie. If they are really your people and safe like you claim you will be looking like Attuma and not like a hybrid between legolas and bird and I won’t be restrained. Now tell me where.are.they?’’ With Y/N every word Namor felt the spear reaching near his heart and wondered how she is overpowering him so easily. It felt like all of his organs became weak from the moment she started walking towards him and he felt his heart rate becoming dangerously slow.

‘‘Fine. I will find them myself. Since you are no use to me I will end your pathetic existence’‘ Y/N with a final warning formed another spear now using the stones from the cave and was about to stab him in the heart when she heard a familiar voice shouting her name.

‘‘Y/N STOP. THAT’S KUKULKAN. OUR KING’‘ Attuma’s sharp voice stopped her and she immediately turned towards his voice to find Attuma standing completely healed with little Fabio beside. On seeing Fabio Y/N immediately dropped the spear and ran towards the kid taking him in a tight hug.

‘‘Thank god you are fine. Are you hurt Fabio?’‘ Y/N asked with concern looking his body for any signs of bullet wounds. Fabio shook his head negatively and hugged her soft to reassure her that he is fine.

‘‘He is completely fine. Thanks to you. Now can you please release our king’‘ Attuma spoke using the translator and Y/N looked back at the man who is still stabbed with the spear and rushed towards him leaving Fabio.

‘‘I am extremely sorry. I thought you one of the men who attacked us. I will remove the spear now. But stand still and don’t move’‘ Y/N instructed softly and carefully removed the spear from his body. Once she removed it, the spear turned into water mixed with Namor’s blood and splashed on the floor and Attuma helped his king to stand as he felt the weakness of his body.

‘‘Attuma. Make him sit on the cot. I have to make his blood flow normal in his body which I slowed down before’‘ At Y/N word Attuma looked at her with a glare.

‘‘YOU DID WHAT?’‘ Attuma shouted in rage realizing how close she is to causing so much damage to his king.

‘‘Hey don’t you dare shout mister. I did all this to save you and Fabio. So don’t behave like tried to kill you King on purpose’‘ Y/N defended herself with a glare and Attuma kept quiet realizing her reason were valid.

Once Attuma helped Namor to sit on the cot Y/N kneeled down infront of him and gave Namor with an apologetic look. 

‘‘I am really sorry. I swear I was not trying to hurt anyone who is innocent’‘ Y/N apologized once again and expected Namor to feel angry or resentment towards her. But he surprised her by giving her a soft smile.

‘‘You don’t have to apologize Y/N. Though your actions were bit reckless your intentions were pure and selfless. You did risk your life and almost died saving my people who are completely strangers and a different species. So you did not do anything for which you have to seek my forgiveness ’‘ Namor’s words calmed Y/N down and she gave him a soft smile back.

‘‘Thank you for understand. Now give me your hand.’‘ Y/N asked and Namor placed his hand on hers. He then saw her closing her eyes and within seconds he felt his strength returning to him as his heart beat turned normal.Once Y/N opened her eyes after regulating his blood flow she saw the wound on his shoulder inflected by her spear and flinched seeing its depth.

‘‘Shall I?’‘ Y/N asked for his permission hovering her hand near his injured shoulder and Namor just gave her a soft nod. Y/n then placed her hand on his wound and hoped her powers will heal him. In seconds she saw a purple glow covering her hands as the wound started to heal. Once the wound completely healed without even a scar Namor stood up and gave a hand to Y/N and helped her to stand up. 

‘‘I don’t know who you are Y/N. But I am indebted to you for the kindness you showed towards me and my people. I know you have a lot of questions, and I will answer them. But right now, you need to rest and heal. I have already called my healers and they will be here soon.’’ Namor’s words seemed reasonable and Y/N herself felt becoming week from the blood loss, using her power to attack Namor and healing him. So she just agreed with him and groaned when her head started to spin.

‘You are actually right. But I think I need to sit down before I fall flat on the floor and break my nose’’ Y/N slurred and as she took a step towards the cot her eyes rolled back and Namor caught her in his arms before she could fall.

‘Attuma ask the healers to come soon to my room. She will stay in my room till the healers heal her’’ Namor asked lifting Y/N bridal style as her head fell on his chest.

‘Sure Kukulkan. I will be there with them in few minutes’’ Attuma left to fetch the healers and Namor went to his chambers with the unconscious Y/N in his arms followed by Fabio who wanted make sure Y/N fine.

Once Namor placed Y/N carefully on his bed, she covered her with a blanket to keep her warm and sat beside her on the bed. He then gently tugged her hair behind her ears which fell lose on her face and took her small soft hand in his placing a gentle kiss on the back of her hand. Namor for the first time felt something other than hate and disgust for a surface dweller because of the kindness, selflessness she showed while saving Attuma and Fabio. And the fierceness with which she fought him to save them both made him respect her immediately. He wondered who this beautiful warrior is and how she possess so much power in her small delicate body. He remembered Attuma's words about her bending the nature at her will and it seemed unbelievable. But after witnessing her wrath and being at his receiving end of it Namor was fascinated with her and wanted to know everything about the woman who laid on his bed looking like a kid now and nothing like the fierce warrior who was ready to kill him to save his people just few minutes back

" Rest my warrior. I will protect you till you regain your strength to fight the world again'' Namor muttered softly caressing Y/N's forehead when she frowned in her sleep probably from the pain. Like a gentle symphony, Namor's voice calmed her and the frown disappeared which made the serpent God to smile with satisfaction. Then he felt a gentle hand on his legs to find Fabio looking at him sad eyes. Namor with a smile lifted Fabio and placed him on his lap understanding reason behind the boys sadness.

"Don't worry my little Fabio she will be fine" Namor assured which eased the little boy as he know his king will never lie to them.

"Can i see her again once she leaves after she is fine kukulkan? " Fabio who already loved Y/N asked Namor as he know the rule of his kingdom and how much his Kukulkan is against strangers entering their territory.

"It depends on her decisions Fabio. Though I cannot allow you to visit the surface again after considering what happened, she will be always welcomed in our home. So you ask her once she is fine if she would like to visit you again" Namor said and Fabio smiled brightly at his words.

"Then I will convince her. She cannot say no to my cute respect" Fabio replied with confidence.

"I hope so Fabio. I hope she will visit us again“ Namor thought as he wanted to know everything about this woman who turned his world upside down in few hours.

Namor then saw Namora entering his room with the healers and decided to leave to room to give them the privacy giving ne last look to Y/N

I will update the next chapter soon. I hope you guys enjoy it and forgive me if you find any grammar mistakes since english is not my first language.

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Brother’s keeper (Arc 3) - Prologue

Summary: She would do anything to protect her brother.

Pairing: Royal!Tony Stark x Princess!Reader

Warnings: mentions of marriage, feisty/bratty reader, arguments, royal au, dystopian au, enemies to ?

This series takes place in the Two kings (Arc1) & Not a queen (Arc 2) universe, at the same time. I recommend reading these stories first to understand this universe better.

You can find all arcs here: Of Kings and Queens Arcs

Brother’s keeper masterlist

“Father, I’ve got no time for this nonsense.” Tony waves his father’s concern off. “I can find a bride after we solve the problem with the satellite communications system. I’m so close. I cannot get distracted by a woman now.”

“Oh, that must be a first,” Howard retorts. He smirks as his son finally looks up from his working desk. “You love having beautiful women around you all the time, son. If you want to become the king and lead this revolution, you must choose a bride.”

“They are all so…dull,” sighing deeply Tony puts the broken device he tried to repair aside. “Pepper was nice, but she preferred marrying a man not having his head in the clouds.”

Howard furrows his brows.

“Her words, not mine, father. I thought we had something in common but all she was talking about was babies, dresses, and the latest gossip. She was, like every other woman, dull after I got to know her better.”

“You get bored easily, son. I invited a few princesses and duchesses for the next month. If you don’t choose a bride until then, one of them will become the next queen.”

“FATHER!” Tony flings a screwdriver across the room. “You cannot force me into marriage!”

“I can and will,” Howard raises his voice. “Now, focus on the device. We will need it to defeat our enemies and change this world for the better…”

“I hate this,” you mutter under your breath. Your brother forced you to join him at one of King Stark’s dinner parties.

It’s not that you do not enjoy your brother’s company, but you hate the prince with passion. He gets under your skin every time you are around him. Tony Stark is the worst man alive, you’re sure about it.

“Prince Tony,” your brother has to call for your nemesis. Of course, he couldn’t resist riling you up. “How have you been?”

“Splendid,” Tony shakes your brother’s hand while ignoring your existence. He’s always like this around you. It’s like he hates you for no reason.

“Wonderful. Maybe you can show my sister around. She’s a little shy when there are too many people around.”

“Y/B/N!” You tut. “I think Prince Tony has better things to do. Like finding a new victim to bore to death.” You smirk darkly. “Please don’t let me keep you from finding another woman to spend your night with.”

“Y/N,” your brother sighs deeply when you storm off. “Please excuse my sister. She’s a little…”

“I don’t mind,” Tony’s eyes darken watching you walk away to talk to other guests. “One day someone will tame your angry sister. I bet she’s got claws too…”

“Found you, little Colibri,” You roll your eyes when the one and only Tony Stark steps behind you. He places his hand on the small of your back, fingertips digging into your skin. “Where have you been all night?”

“I tried to avoid you, Stark,” you quip. “Why are you not charming your way into one of the ladies’ beds?”

“Nah, I rather annoy you a little,” he laughs when you shake his hand off. “Why are you so cold to me, Colibri? I’m only ever nice to you.” Tony whispers in your ear. “I could be even better to you.”

“Not if you were the last guy on earth, darling,” you sneer. Tony Stark won’t get anywhere near you if you can avoid it. “Leave me alone, Stark.”

“My father wants me to find a bride.” He stands behind you to place his hands on your hips, squeezing you lightly. “I think I found her.” Tony purrs in your ear. “You’re going to challenge me and fight me all the time. That’s exactly what I want. Someone who doesn’t bore me to death.”

“You won’t get me. Hands off,” you try to wiggle out of his grip, but Tony slings his arms around your waistline.

“I think you don’t understand how stubborn I can be,” he growls in your ear. “I want you to become my wife, and I’ll do anything to get you to say yes.”

“Over my dead body.”

“How about over your brother's dead body, huh? Did you honestly believe no one would find out he’s a second son, not the firstborn?”

Your head starts spinning and you struggle to breathe right. How can he know? No one knows about your secret. You choke out the word and fight the tears. “Bullshit.”

“No one will ever find out, though. I’ll keep it a secret, Colibri. Just say yes to me, and I’ll be the best husband you can imagine. Your brother will become king, and you a queen.”

“How do I know that you’ll keep your word?” you question. All you have in mind is to keep your brother safe. Just like you did for all his life.

“You have to trust me in this, Y/N. Say yes.” Tony presses a kiss to your neck. “Please say yes.”

A heartbeat passes, and another. “I won’t be an obedient wife or play your breeder. If you force my hand, you’ll get what you see.”

“I can live with that.”

Tony closes his eyes. He hates himself for lying to you, and pretending he would ever hurt your brother.

If he wants to keep you safe and make sure your brother won’t marry you off to someone else to become king faster, he must play the villain…

>> Part 1

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The Call Of Fate, Chapter 1

Summary: Jade gets the shock of her life when she finds out she is adopted and is actually of royal blood. Her biological parents want her to wed a Prince in a years time, so they send her to stay with The Avengers for the time being, so they can keep her safe and make sure she doesn’t do a runner. However, while with The Avengers, Jade finds herself falling for a certain Asgardian Prince instead.

Angsty Fic. 

‘This cannot be happening.’ Jade muttered to herself as she looked around the room of superheroes.

‘Welcome. We might look scary, but we’re not, honest.’ Tony greeted the young woman. The Avengers were all just back from a mission, so still in their various armour/costumes when the newbie arrived.

Jade raised an eyebrow at him as she folded her arms over her chest. ‘Trust me, I’ve seen scarier. You all look like a bunch of children’s entertainers you get at parties.’  

Tony was slightly taken aback. The rest of the team huffed a bit, some stayed silent. Apart from Loki, who was lurking at the back, he just smirked with a low chuckle.

‘It’s Jasmine, right?’ Natasha asked, stepping forward with a kind smile.

‘Jade.’ She corrected. Natasha looked a little confused. ‘Jasmine was my birth name, which makes sense now, but I never liked it. So, it’s Jade. My parents…’ She paused a moment and looked slightly hurt before covering it again. ‘My adopted parents called me Jade, as I wanted.’

‘Right… Jade.’ Natasha nodded and smiled. ‘Why don’t I show you around?’

‘Yeah, sure.’ Jade nodded and swung her bag over her shoulder, then followed Natasha out of the room.

‘Well, she seems… nice?’ Banner said, looking at the others.

‘She’s just been taken from a home and family she thought was hers for her whole life. To be told she’s actually of royal blood and has to marry a prince from another country in a year. In the meantime, she has to stay with a bunch of imbeciles to make sure she doesn’t pull a runner, in a country away from her friends and family… all in one day? That’s a hell of a lot to dump on a young woman like that.’ Loki said in her defence.

The team could understand Loki sympathising with her to a degree, with the adopted part anyway.

‘That’s true. It will be tough for her, she will take time to adjust and for everything to sink in.’ Thor said.

‘Well, I don’t know about you lot but I’m away to shower.’ Steve said as he headed out of the room too. The rest of the team split as well.

-

‘So, are you doing ok? Fury told us about everything that’s happened to you today, it must be quite a shock.’ Natasha asked Jade as she showed her around the base.

‘Yeah, as ok as I can be I guess.’ Jade shrugged. ‘I’m hoping that in time they’ll see I am NOT a good fit for what they want me to be. I don’t care if it’s in my blood, I’m not the princess they want me to be. You should have seen my dad’s face when he first saw me. Tattoos and piercings with dyed blue hair is not what he was expecting.’

Natasha smiled a bit. ‘No, I guess not. But he can’t expect you to just fall into his ideal daughter after putting you up for adoption as a baby… Did they explain why they did that?’

Jade sighed. ‘Apparently, they were trying for a boy, already had two daughters and simply didn’t want another. But now, those other daughters are grown up and already married off to other royals. They just care about wealth. They heard that King Samson was looking for a princess for his son, they’re a really wealthy family. That’s the only reason they searched for me. That’s why I’ve been placed here, they don’t even want to spend the time with me at their home to get to know me themselves.’

Natasha reached out and gave her shoulder a squeeze. ‘I’m sorry… really. Perhaps there’s something we can do, give us time to speak to some lawyers. Maybe there’s a way out of it.’

‘You think?’

‘Don’t get your hopes up, as I know dealing with royalty can be difficult, but there might be something we can do.’ Natasha smiled.

Jade smiled back at her. ‘Thanks… But I doubt it. They are stinking rich and have a lot of connections, I wouldn’t be surprised if they can make any issues go away if they throw enough money at it.’

Natasha fell silent when they reached Jade’s room. ‘This is your room. I’ll let you get settled. Come join us for dinner when you’re ready. We’re a good bunch of people really, even if we are just children’s entertainers.’ She winked at Jade.

Jade laughed a bit. ‘Thanks.’

She entered her room and was surprised to see how large the room was. There was an en-suite, which was a big plus. She had been worried about having to share a bathroom. Her suitcases and belongings had already been brought to the room. She let out a breath of relief to see her bass guitar was there, unscathed.

But then her heart broke at the thought of not getting to ever play again properly. Her real dad had already told her about what would be expected of her once she was married. He didn’t even give her a chance to argue her case before he sent guards to take her here.

Jade had tried to remain strong, but she ended up having a small breakdown on the bed. She let it all out until she couldn’t cry anymore.

Her life had always felt perfect, up until today. She had been through college, had great friends and family. Her adopted parents even supported her when she decided to concentrate on her band instead of taking on an internship. It hurt so badly thinking she might not see them again, they had raised and treated her as their own. They were her true parents, no matter what.

‘Why the fuck am I just letting this happen?’ She snapped at herself and jumped off the bed.

Feeling the rage flowing through her veins, she grabbed a small bag and chucked in her essentials, then grabbed her guitar and put that over her shoulder too. She went over to the window and opened it up.

Luckily, she was on the ground floor. So she carefully climbed out and lowered herself down to the ground. The base was on the outskirts of the city, so she knew she wouldn’t have too far to walk to get a train or a bus.

She failed to notice that Loki was outside with Thor, Natasha and Tony. They were discussing some new training areas.

‘Didn’t take her long to try.’ Tony sighed when they spotted her walking fast across the green at the other side of the base. He was about to press the siren on his watch to alert the guards, but Loki grabbed his wrist to stop him.

‘Don’t. Let me get her back. We don’t need to be threatening her trust already by getting SHIELD guards hauling her back inside. She already feels trapped enough, I’m sure.’

‘Loki’s right, it might be best to let him get her back without making a fuss.’ Natasha said.

‘Alright, fine. But no funny business, reindeer games.’ Tony glared at Loki, who stuck his tongue out at him in response.

‘So childish.’ Tony scolded as Loki vanished on front of their eyes.

Jade was almost at the boundary line when a voice caught her attention from the side.

‘Already fed up of us, huh?’ Loki asked. He was leaning casually against a tree nearby. He was wearing normal clothes now, dark jeans and a deep green shirt.

‘Yep. Don’t want to be caught hanging out with the likes of you guys, so… Just making my way out.’ She shrugged and carried on walking.

Loki casually walked over, easily catching up to her with his large strides, though he was unhurried. She was slightly surprised at how tall this guy was as he fell into step next to her. She had heard of The Avengers before, knew who they were. She had a feeling this was one of the Gods, but she wasn’t sure which one. She’d never taken a great interest really to know what they looked like.

‘Where are you headed, kid?’ He asked.

She shot him a glare. ‘I’m not a kid.’ She scoffed.

‘I bet you are in comparison to me. Even Stark is a kid. Come on, how old are you?’ Loki smirked.

‘None of your business. You don’t ask a lady her age.’ Jade hissed at him and kept her eyes forward as they headed out of the gates and onto the dirt track.

Loki laughed. ‘I get the feeling you’re not much of a lady.’ He teased.

She stopped dead and glared up at him. ‘Excuse me?’

He smirked widely and shrugged. ‘I think they want you to be, but you’re very much your own woman. And that’s one of the reasons why you’re running away right now.’

Jade opened her mouth, but wasn’t sure how to come back to that one. As he wasn’t exactly wrong…

‘Just… leave me alone.’ She huffed and carried on walking.

‘I really think it’d be best if you come back with me. Do you really want Stark to send out the SHIELD goons to come and fetch you? Which you know will happen, it won’t take them long to find you. There are agents all over the city, not to mention cameras they can tap into anytime and anywhere… But, it’s your choice. I’m not going to drag you back kicking and screaming. I’ll leave that for the agents to do.’ Loki said his piece then turned on his heels and began slowly walking back to base.

Jade stopped dead in her tracks and gritted her teeth. She sighed and put her face into her hands for a moment. Annoyingly, she knew he was right. And she could see a black SUV in the distance coming up the track towards the base as it was.

Turning around, she walked after Loki. Once she caught up with him, he walked a little faster so she had to quicken her pace slightly to keep up.

‘Which one are you then?’ She asked him.

‘What do you mean?’ He raised an eyebrow at her.

‘Are you Thor or Loki? I’m assuming you’re one of the Gods. With how tall you are, and going on about the age thing. Gods live a lot longer, right?’

It was Loki’s turn to suddenly stop dead and glare at her. ‘You don’t know who I am?’

Jade shrugged. ‘I wouldn’t be asking if I did.’

‘I am Loki. Prince of Asgard and Jotunheim. God of mischief. How dare you even think I could be that imbecile of a brother of mine!’

Jade couldn’t help but laugh at how appalled he was.

‘Sorry… I have heard of you both, but had no idea what you looked like. If it’s any consolation, you are the better looking one.’

Loki’s face changed drastically and he grinned. ‘Well, of course I am. Everyone knows that anyway.’ He started walking again and so did Jade.

She internally did a little dance that she had been able to switch the conversation around like that, stroking his ego to stop him from being pissed off. She had a feeling the Gods would be rather obsessed with their looks. And while he didn’t seem like he would harm her, she didn’t know any of them and what they were capable of really. So she knew she should tread carefully, to an extent at least. She sometimes found it hard to hold her tongue when she should.

The SUV that had been coming up the track stopped as it reached the two. It was Phil inside one of them. ‘What’s going on?’

‘Nothing at all. Just showing our new guest here around.’ Loki said innocently.

‘Outside the border?’

‘Yep. Problem with that? It’s not a prison, after all.’ Loki narrowed his eyes at him.

‘No… Just checking.’ Phil looked at them both suspiciously as Jade waved cheekily at him. He wound the window back up and drove on.

‘Thanks.’ Jade said.

‘For what?’

‘For not telling them the truth, that I had tried to get away.’ She said sheepishly.

‘I am not only the god of mischief but of lies too, it’s no bother.’ Loki said flippantly, making her laugh again.

‘What’s it like living here?’ She asked Loki as they entered base, Loki held the door for her like a gentleman.

‘It’s tedious most of the time. So I tend to make my own fun.’ Loki drawled.

‘Fair enough… But you’re not really selling the place to me, if I am to be stuck here for a year…’ She trailed off at the thought of that actually happening. It was starting to really sink in.

‘You won’t be here for that long. I’m sure things will end up working out in your favour, Natasha has said she is going to look into it for you.’ He said softly.

‘Yeah… But I doubt she can actually do anything.’

‘Have you met the prince you are to marry?’ Loki asked as they reached her room and they stopped outside the door.

‘No, not yet. Apparently he will come and visit me here a few times before the wedding.’ She cringed at the thought.

‘Well, he might not be so bad. Not all princes are born with sticks shoved up their ass. He might be good looking and… fun?’ Loki tried.

Jade snorted. ‘Yeah… I guess there’s a tiny chance. Listen, I appreciate what you’ve done for me, Loki. I was stupid for even thinking I’d get away from here. I need to accept my fate, I suppose.’ She sighed.

‘I think you’d have been stupid if you didn’t try and run away. It’s been a lot for you to take on in one day… I know how it feels to suddenly realise that you’ve been living a lie. I am adopted too, wasn’t told until I was a lot older. It hurts. But in time, you’ll heal from it. Family is not always blood, family is who you choose it to be. Don’t let anyone ever tell you any different.’ Loki said with a soft smile before backing away, then turning and heading off down the corridor.

‘Hey, Loki?’ Jade called after him after a moment.

Loki stopped but didn’t turn around.

‘I’m twenty-five, by the way.’

Loki smirked and turned his head to the side, so he could slightly see her. ‘I thought you were a lady that didn’t tell her age?’

Jade shrugged. ‘I guess not.’

Loki chuckled and carried on walking. ‘I’m one thousand and seventy years old.’

‘Holy shit!’ Was what Loki heard in response as he turned the corner.

[nekoannie-chan]

Slow

Title: Slow.

Ship: Steve Rogers X Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.!Reader.

Word count: 334 words.

Rating: Teen.

Square: O1 “I do what he does just slower”.

Summary: Everyone ask Steve if he’d have a relationship or a family, but he has a secret.

Warnings/Tags: Fluff, secret, family day.

A/N: This is my entry to @allcapsbingo AC1078.

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Steve left the meeting; he was pretending not to be upset, and he was tired of Tony always telling him that he should get a partner and try to make an appointment with the agents.

However, he didn't realize you were walking by and crashed into you, causing all the documents you were carrying and needed for your next mission to fall and become disorganized.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you; are you okay?" He asked me to help you lift and pick up the documents.

"Yeah, sorry, I’m neither... Oh, Captain Rogers, I'm Agent... "

"Y/N, we had two missions together a few months ago," Steve interrupted.

That day, he decided to try something different and invited you to lunch.

And he didn't regret doing it because, after a few dates, they started a relationship.

They had agreed to keep it a secret, mainly because Steve didn't want enemies to hurt you.

8 years later

 It was Steve's turn to go for the ice cream; James had told him he wanted the biggest one; you had been left looking after the kids, who were playing in the park.

Rogers? "What are you doing here?" Clint asked, confused and intrigued, as his children signaled that they were going to play.

"Walking? " Steve responded somewhat nervously, especially when he saw Tony, Pepper, and his sons approaching.

"Steve, is something wrong?" you asked.

Sarah didn't let go of your hand, but James immediately ran to his father to get his ice cream.

"You work at S.H.I.E.L.D., right?" Clint questioned you, and you nodded.

"She's Y/N, and these are our kids, James and Sarah," Steve interjected.

"Are you married?" "I never knew you were dating anyone," Tony complained.

"I do what he does, just slower," Steve replied as he carried Sarah.

"Why would Steve have to tell them what he does?" You questioned. "See you at work," you took your husband by the arm.

Nothing was going to ruin your day off or your family day.

[aurumacadicus]

This is a fill for @bitetonysassfest​ SFW Friday–Trope: Accidental Marriage; Dialogue: “You’re an idiot. I married an idiot.” -- Steve isn’t a virgin but he does think there should be more of a connection than “accidentally proposed.” I like to believe that Tony only pretends he isn’t a virgin to Steve even though he totally is because his parents have been watching like hawks to get him married and he didn’t want them to think he liked anyone enough to get married. Watch out for under the cut! -- “What do you mean your people expect evidence of our consummation?” Steve hissed, appalled. “That’s gross. Your people are gross.”

Tony huffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he glared at him. “It’s just for royalty, so there’s proof that there will eventually be an heir.”

Steve’s mouth dropped open in outrage. He couldn’t speak for a moment. Tony had said it so matter-of-factly, as if it was normal. Finally, he said, “That’s worse. You can see how that’s worse, right?”

“It’s not like anyone’s coming into the room to watch us,” Tony reasoned.

Steve clasped his hands in front of his face, staring at him, then let them drop back to his sides with a sigh. “You’re an idiot. I married an idiot.”

“You’re the one who flared his wings at me,” Tony began, glare growing more venomous.

Steve sucked in a sharp breath to bite back telling him it was a threat display. His mother had sent him to make allies of the Starks. ‘Do everything you can to get them on our side so that we can be a united front against Hydra,’ she’d said. ‘Do not threaten them in any way. They’re pettier than we are, and we need them, Steven.’ Steve was a hothead, but even he could recognize that Maria and Howard Stark chattering excitedly (about someone finally being brave enough to expose the inside of their wings to their unpredictable son, Steve had learned later on) was a bubble he shouldn’t burst to explain ‘actually I was threatening him.’

Maybe he should have, though, because now they were supposed to be ‘consummating’ their intentions. Steve thought it was bizarre, having consummation sex before the wedding, but apparently weddings in the Stark Kingdom weren’t a religious ceremony like in the Rogers Kingdom—it was more of a big party, where the only real acknowledgment of the new couple was a cheer and congratulatory song when they arrived. He desperately wished that the message he had gotten from his mother at the news had said something beyond ‘make it work,’ although he was man enough to admit she probably could have said a lot worse to him for flaring his wings in a threat display in response to Tony making the comment ‘I thought you’d be bigger, with the way people talk about you.’

“So how do we ‘consummate’ this,” Steve grumbled crossing his arms over his chest.

Tony glared at him a little longer, just for good measure, before he put his hands on his hips and turned his attention back to the bed. “Well, we’ll have sex, obviously.”

“Obviously,” Steve agreed, rolling his eyes.

Tony slanted him another glare. “Now, I don’t know how your people have sex—”

“Insert Tab A into Slot B,” Steve cut in.

“Wow!” Tony exclaimed, scowling at him again. “And you think the fact that the maids are going to check the laundry before they wash it is uncouth?!”

Steve shrugged, unperturbed. “Wanna rethink marrying me?”

Tony glared at him a little longer, then grumbled, “I don’t think my parents would allow it. You’re the first proposal I’ve gotten in a decade, after I beat the shit out of my last one.”

Steve opened his mouth to respond, but then what Tony had said actually sunk in, and he closed it again with a click of teeth, turning to stare at him. “…You beat the shit out of the last person who proposed to you,” he repeated slowly.

“It was just Prince Stone,” Tony scoffed, even as he shuffled in a way that made his discomfort about the subject clear.

“Yeah, fuck that guy!” Steve exclaimed, unable to help feeling proud of Tony for discerning that Tiberius Stone was an asshole. “He called me a twink when he was trying to get my ma to let him marry me!”

“…You are a twink,” Tony said after a moment, brows furrowing together in confusion.

“First of all, I’m not,” Steve told him, pointing in his face. He made sure his voice was firm, so Tony would think twice about arguing. “Second of all, even if I was, would you tell my ma that?”

“…No,” Tony answered slowly, looking a little green.

Ah, so his mother’s fury still proceeded her. Steve would remember that. “Tony,” he said solemnly. “You have suddenly become ten times more attractive to me. Please sit on my face.”

“…I have suddenly become ten times more intimidated,” Tony replied, taking an awkward step backward, away from him.

Steve threw his wings out, spreading them as wide as they’d go. They were bigger than most people assumed, thinking they were as diminutive as the rest of his body. As small as he was in stature, though, he was royalty, and his bloodline had had nothing but large wings for centuries, and his childhood illness hadn’t stunted them like it had the rest of his body. In his country, it would be a threat display, putting the viewer in danger of a wing bashing that might only break ribs, if they were lucky, the white insides flashing in warning.

As he watched, Tony’s pupils dilated, tongue darting out to wet his lips as his own wings shuffled against his back, spreading more as an afterthought as his eyes darted back and forth to take in both wings. He supposed he could understand why someone might think flashing the inside of his wings might be intimate, especially when Stark soldiers armored their wings, so they couldn’t even be seen in battle. To spread them open for the taking when they were usually hidden... he was starting to get it.

“Let’s get to know each other,” Steve purred, and Tony’s wings shuddered open further, exposing the insides enough that Steve could see peeks of the blue that the Stark family was famous for. Suddenly he understood perfectly, because he wanted to get Tony’s wings open all the way and dig his fingers into the fluffy blue down until Tony was writhing helplessly beneath him.

.-.

“Oh my god,” Tony moaned, burying his face in his arms so that his swollen lips could get a break. “Forget washing the sheets. The maids should just burn them.”

“It would certainly be less work,” Steve agreed, giving up on kissing his mouth and instead beginning to press gentle kisses down his spine.

Tony let out a quiet huff, even as he carefully spread his wings so that Steve had more room. “You’re really bad on the ego, you know? You could at least pretend to be as tired as I am.”

Steve shrugged, unapologetic. “Maybe if you’d insisted on a long engagement, you would have learned I’m a pervert.”

“I should have realized when you told me to sit on your face,” Tony grumbled. “That thing you did with your tongue was heinous. I’m never going to stop thinking about it. I can’t wait for you to do it again. I cannot believe—”

Steve grabbed a handful of Tony’s ass and leaned down, closing his teeth on it and digging in until Tony let out a yelp. He let go to duck a sharp flap from Tony’s left wing, then gave Tony’s ass a smack for good measure. “Stop that.”

“Brute!” Tony howled. “You asshole! I’m not going to be able to sit down for a week after what you did to me last night! Don’t make it worse!”

“Maybe your parents shouldn’t have insisted we consummate our intentions on the first night, so you could have learned what a horndog I am,” Steve replied smugly.

Tony moaned, reaching out for his pillow so he could pull it over his head. “I’m not traveling with you to your home. It’s embarrassing enough that my parents have to see me all wrung out. If Queen Sarah sees me like this, I’ll just perish from embarrassment.”

“That’s fine,” Steve said, smirking. “We’ll have another wedding night in my territory, anyway.”

“Oh god,” Tony whimpered, then yelped when Steve gave his ass another slap and turned, smacking his shoulder. “Fucking cut it out, you dick!”

“Make me,” Steve began, then cut himself off with a delighted laugh as Tony began trying to smack him about with his pillow, hands coming up to defend himself.

[sassyfrassboss]

Why the fuck would Charles consult parliament for the divorce and custody of people who are cranky irrelevant to the monarchy. The only reason parliament announced the separation of Charles and Diana was because Charles was heir, parliament didn’t give a fig about Andy and Fergies divorce.

Unfortunately Harold is 5th in line, he holds titles that his wife with his blessing wishes to use them in a way that directly implies corruption of UK govt.

If any aristocrat wishes to enter politics, they put their titles in abeyance or give them up completely - See Tony Benn MP. His son applied and was granted the suspended titles after Tony died. 

Re: titles, I suspect KC is using parliament to do his responsibility just as he got William to parent and look after Harold. The divorce will drag the family into it even though it’s none of their concern just as the anon has said above. 

A couple of corrections about Charles and Diana’s divorce vs Andrew and Fergie.

Constitutionally, the heir and the monarch are not allowed to divorce. They have to get parliament to agree. Charles is the first heir since Henry 8 to be granted a divorce. George 1 hid the fact that he was divorced from the public - a lie of ommision such that most UK public don’t know this about him. George 4 tried several times to get parliament to agree to a divorce and was turned down every single time. Diana once mentioned this as a reason to marry Charles because she knew he could never divorce her ( paraphrasing) which people assumed was a romantic notion, but was infact quoting this constitutional reality. 

Because Charles wasn’t allowed to divorce, constitutional experts debated the situation for months and the best solution they could come up with was a separation with no intention of divorce ( see John Major’s announcement to parliament about this in 1992). 

I have a theory that being unable to divorce completely was the reason the war of the Wales got so nasty between 1992 - 1995. Anyhue, panorama interview was the straw that broke the camel’s back and The Queen ordered a divorce and screw the constitutional blowback. 

Andrew and Fergie were forced to divorce by The Queen. She’d created one to many scandals and the solution was immediate ejection. No time to mediate, marriage counselling or consult anyone or parliament. She was deemed an embarrassment too far and had to be removed immediately. Surprisingly Andrew really fought the divorce, made it known that he took the blame 100% for Sarah’s problems that had led her to misbehave and also hadn’t been awarevof any struggles she had yada yada, but this is one of the few times The Queen said no to him. 

If they’d had a normal divorce like Anne or Margaret, the theory of whether or not Andrew was constitutionally relevant enough to consult parliament about his divorce would have been tested because he was 4th in line at his divorce. It remains a ‘what if’ situation. 

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Interesting!!!

So they have said Diana actually didn’t truly want to divorce but she actually wanted Charles to come to heel so to speak...

Do you think that is true?

[missvelvetsstuff]

Guarded Heart

Bucky Barnes x Reader

MobAu

Summary: Y/N is the daughter of a powerful mob boss who only cares about her horses and making it to the Olympics but her father expects her to marry an equally powerful boss to help strengthen his business. Bucky is looking for a wife to help his business and give him an heir but already has a long term girlfriend, Natasha.

Chapter 16

Warnings: swearing, angst

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As all the guests were arriving at the Barnes townhouse, Y/N held court in George's office. First speaking to Wanda and Pietro when they arrived. Steve and Sam helped him up the stairs. He had been shot in the thigh but was expected to make a full recovery. His doctors weren't pleased that he insisted on checking himself out of the hospital but there was nothing they could do.

They also spoke with Loki and George separately. She was trying to get a bead on where everyones heads were to help work out what comes next.

When the food arrived, Y/N sat at one end of the Barnes formal dining room table, Pietro to her right and Wanda to her left. At the other end is George Barnes with Bucky on his right, Steve on his left and Sam next to Steve. Filling the rest of the seats are Tony Stark with Happy and Rhodey, plus Loki, Hela, Val and Heimdal. Yelena was still in bad shape but insisted on being there. Attorney Matt Murdock sat quietly observing and taking notes.

While everyone ate the conversation was casual, catching up with associates that hadn't been together in a non violent situation in a long while. It was a bit stilted since everyone had the coming discussion in mind, trying to figure out how to keep their advantages while working with former rivals.

Once the dessert, brandy and coffee had been served George spoke up.

"I want to thank everyone here for coming tonight and more importantly for your help in the mess that Pierce and Dreykov created. We are stronger when we work together and keeping that in mind I am proposing new alliances to strengthen the old ones."

He looked at his son, then to Y/N, who nodded subtly.

"Right. I want to announce the merging of the Barnes and Y/L/N families. Y/N and my son James will marry in one month."

George watched his son as he made the announcement and Bucky went from surprised to delighted to confused.

Tony protested "Wait a damn minute, George. You expect her to honor her agreement after everything that has happened and the reality that your son shares a good portion of the blame for everything she's lost?

I don't know if I can allow that to happen."

Y/N kept her feelings closer to the vest, revealing nothing. She was still wary about trusting Bucky but she wasn't prepared to handle her fathers entire empire on her own and she trusted George. She also felt she could trust Steve in a pinch.

"Tony, Tony" she tried to stop him. When he looked at her he saw the resolve in her eyes "I know you're trying to look out for me but I already agreed to move forward with the marriage. I can't, I don't want to do this alone. I would much rather be spending time with my horses than all this mess. Bucky can run the business so that I'm only needed occasionally."

Tony shook his head "But what about-"

She smiled softly at him. "I've looked at all the angles and this is the least disagreeable way to keep the business going and have a little bit of a life separate from it. It'll be ok. I'll be ok" she said firmly.

Loki looked at her, concerned. He knew Thor's death hit her harder than she was willing to admit. When she returned his gaze he raised his eyebrows in question, was this really what she wanted to do? "Y/N? Are you sure about this, love? Heimdal and I would be happy to help you until you are ready to stand on your own."

Y/N smiled at Loki "I know and your friendship means the world to me but you've lost important members of your family because of me. I couldn't ask for anything else from you."

Loki shook his head "You didn't ask, I'm offering"

"I know but I also know you have some reorganizing to do yourself. Don't worry, I'll call if I need you. I promise."

Loki sighed "Very well but if I find out you're having trouble and you don't call me, we're going to have a problem"

She nodded in response.

Bucky finally remembered how to talk and had to throw in his 2 cents. "Wait, I never agreed to anything."

Y/N smirked at him "Of course you did. We both signed a contract that included marriage. I know everything has been chaotic but it hasn't been that long. We might need to tweak it a bit but it's still binding. Unless you aren't a man of your word" she looked at him with her eyebrow raised, questioning.

Bucky stuttered under her gaze "N-N-No! I am a man of my w-word. I just, you, but we-" he stopped to take a breath and gather his thoughts. "We need to speak privately. After this meeting." And sat back, arms crossed, face stoic except for the slight up turn at the corners of his mouth and a twinkle in his eyes.

Y/N nodded "Good. Now, Loki has agreed to take Yelena in on a probationary basis, once she's fully healed of course. She risked her life to give us information on Dreykovs plans which helped us take him down so we believe she deserves a chance. One chance" she looked at Yelena seriously, who nodded in response.

"Now, about dividing Pierce's territory...."

They spent 5 hours at that table, arguing over who would control what as the available territory was divided. Finally in the wee hours of the night an agreement was reached. No one was really happy but that's how compromises usually work.

Y/N was starting to feel the strain of being up for so long. She was still recovering from the loss of her arm and the grief from losing Thor was trying to push past the walls she had built up in recent days.

Bucky noticed that she was wobbling, straining to hold herself up at the table and he spoke up

"I think we need to call it a night." He glanced at his watch "It's past 3am and none of us have slept much in the last few days."

Everyone nodded and grumbled but Loki had one more concern "Does anyone know what happened to Zemo?"

Y/N roused for a moment "You guys lost Zemo?" She shivered "But he's vile. Might come after me, he never got over being dumped. I-"

Bucky shook his head "We will get him and Y/N, I promise I will keep you safe."

Everyone said their goodbyes and made to leave as Bucky helped Y/N upstairs. She was almost falling asleep as they walked up the stairs. He helped her get comfortable in his bed and tucked her in, kissed her on the forehead and whispered. "I promise I'll keep you safe."

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Three days later. Y/N still hadn't had a talk with Bucky. Every time he was around she went to his bedroom and locked the door, refusing to even acknowledge anyone who tried to speak with her.

Y/N had barely left Bucky's bedroom, leaving him with the lumpy fold out sofa in the den. She slept most of the time or would just lay there staring at the ceiling. Even her mother couldn't get her to eat much.

Today she had to get up. Today was Thor's funeral. The thought of it made her feel sick and she couldn't keep anything down at all that day.

She just went through the motions. Dressed up in a black dress with a matching veiled hat and black pumps she looked in the mirror and told herself. She could do this, she tried to convince the tired woman who she barely recognized.

The cemetery was crowded with cars, mostly black SUV's. There were so many people Y/N felt lost, gripping her mother's arm tightly. She was still unable to process the grief, the ache from losing Thor too fresh in her mind.

Bucky came up to her other side and gently rested his hand on her back, relieved that she didn't shrug him off this time. He guided them towards the grave site and was relieved when he saw Loki speaking quietly with his sister, Hela.

Loki saw them coming and excused himself from Hela to greet Y/N. "Y/N? Love? Are you alright?" He pulled her into his arms but she stood their stiffly, not returning his hug.

He pulled back to look at her face and she nodded woodenly, whispering "I'm fine" as tears welled up in her eyes.

Loki led her to the front row of seats and sat her down next to him, her mother and Bucky on her other side.

Bucky sat next to Y/N for the service, holding her flesh hand with his vibranium one. When the casket was being lowered she squeezed his hand and he gently returned it, so she knew he was there.

Her shoulders were shaking with the sobs she was trying to hold in but it all became too much and she couldn't anymore. Loud, gut wrenching sobs broke through and she couldn't stop them.

Y/N felt like her heart had been ripped from her chest and there was nothing left but emptiness. Thor had been by her side for years, starting as her trainer then friend then blossoming into something neither one of them wanted to deny, even though they knew the risks. No one knew her like he had and that loss felt like more than she could bear after everything else.

Y/N collapsed next to Thor's grave "N-n-no, I c-can't leave him here. It's t-too cold in the ground. Please don't make me leave him alone. I can't." She looked up at Bucky as he sat on the ground next to her "please, Jamie. Don't make me" she fainted and fell into his arms.

Chapter 17

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