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averagewriter-inthedark · 5 months ago

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Magic, Spiders, Fire, and A Blip 🌠 | Marvel Headcanon

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Note: I need these three characters to interact at some point in the upcoming projects and so this was a result of that need 💀 I plan though on making another one of these but with America, Shuri, & Cassie!

Being an Avenger with the power to teleport during the events of Doomsday & becoming best friends with Peter Parker, Johnny Storm, and Billy Maximoff would look like:

As you can imagine, you four together are absolute chaos. Picture this: following an accident in your college lab in which you were exposed to godly levels of radiation, you gained the power to teleport to and from any place you put your mind to. Thinking about a shopping day in Paris? Blip. See a show at the Sydney Opera House? Blip. Hibachi in Tokyo? Blip.

You got under Sam's radar when he and Bucky were dealing with rogue super soldiers--Sharon Carter being the one to inform Sam of your ability as you had been hiding out in Madripoor from your home country's government. Sam recruited you with promise of protection if you helped them and you agreed. From then on you became an ally of Sam as he took on the mantle of Captain America and aided him in missions.

It's no surprise that you become involved when Doctor Doom arrives to do what supervillains do--you know, try to destroy the universe--even though Sam is hesitant. This time around the Avengers find themselves with a much...younger bunch of heroes than what they're accustomed to, therefore stakes are high, and the older Avengers are often reminded just how young some of you are.

"So, what's your story, blondie?" "I can set myself of fire and fly. You?" "Teleportation." "Ah...so that's why they call you blip."

"I'm feeling really optimistic about this." "How can you be optimistic about us having no plan?" "Hey, Spider, at least magic man has hope for us." "I second that."

Peter Parker already knew what to expect when it came to a multiversal, planet extinction, genocidal maniac level threat. Now add a chaos magic wielding reincarnated son of the Scarlet Witch, Billy Maximoff, and a flying, fire infused, fantastic Disney prince looking Johnny Storm and the four of you become a team within the team. Gaining a bond long after defeating Doom and going back to your regularly scheduled lives.

There's no question, you guys give your fellow Avengers headaches even when there is no mission and the risk of lives at stake. Y'all are the life of the party and during functions you can expect there to never be a dull moment. For example, the dance floor could be dead but the second you four step on it becomes a vibe. You'll form a mini circle which then gets bigger as the others join in. "Go Billy! Go Billy!" "Peter! Throw it in a circle and let Johnny catch it!"

You guys have movie and game nights pretty much every weekend--except when you have to save the world--where you set up Switch games or pull out a classic board game while a movie plays on the tv. It gets intense when y'all play Mario Kart and Smash Bros because then all goes out the door seeing as all of you are competitive. "Who the fuck just cut me off!? Which one of you is baby Luigi?" "Not me blip--I'm Yoshi." "It's Wiccan! He just threw a shell at me!" "Shut up, Peter!"

"Damn it, Blip--will you let me breathe here!?" "Not a chance, Spider." "Stop throwing fire balls at me, Johnny!" "Then stop pushing me off the cliff!"

Whenever one of y'all has a problem there will be a group meeting to discuss. Whether it's relationship advice, family drama, a new enemy emerging, etc., you have each other's back. It becomes easier to gather everyone when you guys decide to share an apartment at Avengers campus or rent one in the city. "I call this meeting to order and ask that you wait until all details have been relayed before speaking." "Sir/ma'am, yes, sir/ma'am." "Okay, there's this guy/girl..." "WHO!!?!!"

You guys have nicknames/inside jokes for each other that are different from your superhero aliases and are likely y'alls contact names. Johnny is Ken because he looks and acts like a real-life Ken Doll. Billy is Billie Eilish--which must I say more? He gives off major Billie Eilish energy. Peter is Umbrella because he's obsessed with the Rihanna song and blasts it whenever he's going through a mood. And you are Lemon Drop after drinking one too many lemon drop martinis at a gala and they had to take care of you.

Your group chat name is The Fabulous (Chaotic) Four (Johnny's idea) and the group photo is Bucky Barnes holding up Doom's helmet with Sam's goggles on and a thumbs up. You change it though whenever it's someone's birthday. On Peter's it's his meet & greet photo with Rihanna when he went to her concert. On Johnny's it's him in his space suit flipping off the camera. On yours it's a selfie you took at the top of the Statue of Liberty dressed as the Statue of Liberty. And on Billy's it's him at a rave wearing light up glasses with his tongue sticking out.

And because you guys are all superheroes with powers, you take advantage of it. During the harsh winters you all practically cling to Johnny who radiates heat like the sun. Whenever you want to take a trip anywhere without informing the rest of the Avengers your teleportation comes in handy. Billy will use his magic to fix anything in the apartment and cook complex meals for you guys since he can have multiple things going at once. And Peter has his spider-senses to alert you all if something is happening in the area.

Y'all miss each other whenever one of you has to leave for a mission without them. Sam calls for you often, Johnny has the Fantastic Four, Billy will sometimes disappear doing God knows what and Peter still devotes himself to being the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man in the city. It feels like a piece is missing from your little pie whenever someone is gone, but don't worry once Y'all are back together it's like no one left.

Something y'all would be tempted to --and highly advised not to- have a YouTube channel where you post vlogs and videos of random shit. You'd post videos like, "Teleporting to Ibiza for the day because I can," while the boys tend to film in the middle of a mission, "Today we're gonna take you guys on an adventure as we investigate the odd occurrences happening in New York." "When is there not odd things happening in New York?" "Touché"-- "I'm not going to say it again, turn that camera off!!"

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themculibrary · 2 months ago

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The Avengers & Peter Parker Masterlist 2

part one

A Barton Surprise (ao3) - Delena_Stark pepper/tony, clint/laura N/R, 5k

Summary: Requested by Droth

“Maybe one where Peter is Tony’s 12 year old biological son. Peter has to go with Tony to the Barton farm, and he ends up hanging out with the older Barton kids.”

a little white lie (ao3) - LethalBookshelves G, 2k

Summary: It all started when the Rogues were supposed to move back into the Tower after their pardons. Actually, it started when Peter jokingly called Tony ‘dad’ in front of them. After that, the Rogues assumed that he was Tony’s illegitimate son. Tony—being the devil that he is—decided to go along with it.

Or: Tony and Peter pretend to be father and son for the Rogues because people kept mistaking them for family anyway.

Cyanide? In My Shawarma? (ao3) - losingmymindtonight T, 4k

Summary: Pepper convinces Tony to bring Peter along on his first dinner with the Rogue Avengers since their pardoning.

Poor Tony had thought the whole thing was a recipe for disaster before someone decided to shove some cyanide in his food.

Discoveries and Reveries (ao3) - sprayedwithcrab pepper/tony, background steve/bucky T, 13k

Summary: Peter Parker is Tony Stark’s personal intern. Nothing more, nothing less.

At least, that’s what the two of them are telling everybody.

The Avengers immediately know there’s something more going on. They’re the Avengers for a reason, remember? So they all conclude: Peter isn’t just a personal intern, he is also Tony’s illegitimate son.

Peter is definitely not a fan of this new development.

Hello Midtown High (ao3) - AmyR G, 20k

Summary: This is basically domestic Avengers and Peter Parker, with a slight smattering of the Field Trip trope thrown in. It’s really just domestic Avengers though.

How The Avengers exasperated Peter Parker (ao3) - NinaTaylor mentioned pepper/tony G, 6k

Summary: This is my take on the popular "Peter´s field trip to Stark industries" trope, because in most of those I read the Avengers don´t actually embarrass/ annoy Peter like I imagine. So I wrote one of my own, where The Avengers have much fun with treating Peter like an actual intern.

I Just Thought (ao3) - possiblyobsessed pepper/tony G, 9k

Summary: People are coming forward all the time saying they are/have Tony Stark’s child. Others are sure that he has a child out there. It’s only natural that when he starts hanging out with a child everyone assumes Peter is his. He’s only slightly offended that the people close to him believe it.Or Five times someone thought Peter was Tony’s biological child and the one time someone knew he wasn’t.Includes a little bonus chapter.

My son (ao3) - breakanironheart G, 3k

Summary: Five years after the Avengers met Peter and watched him grow up, a vigilante called ‘Spider-Man’ started going around in New York. They didn’t care about it until a specific fifteen-year-old started acting suspiciously.

Parenting for Superheroes (ao3) - somebocly steve/tony G, 5k

Summary: AKA Peter thought coffee and energy drinks would mix well together while staying at the Avengers Tower.

Peter Parker and Shuri Prank The Avengers Team (ao3) - myheartisburiedinvenice mj/peter, clint/natasha, gamora/peter, steve/bucky T, 37k

Summary: Peter and Shuri are just adorable and like freaking their friends out with pranks.

Peter Parkers Avengers Pyjamas (ao3) - schrijverr G, 1k

Summary: The Rogue Avengers are back at the Tower, Peter runs into them and they question him about Tony.

He isn’t about to let some people talk shit about his dad- uhm, mentor

Peter Parker saves The Avengers (ao3) - PassibleLightning G, 11k

Summary: When the Avengers are attacked and thrown into their own nightmares, the only ones who can save them is Peter Parker and Dr. Strange.

Peter Parker Sets It Straight (and has a run-in with a fire hydrant) (ao3) - bluemoonwisp T, 3k

Summary: Peter Parker has a run-in with a fire hydrant and the Avengers.

Progress Report (ao3) - sameuspegasus N/R, 10k

Summary: Ms. Warren has some questions for Tony Stark regarding the exact nature of Peter’s internship. She gets invited to the lab to see for herself.

The Avengers Meet Peter Parker +1 (ao3) - Lavander_Clearwater pepper/tony, peter/harley T, 4k

Summary: The Avengers finally meet Tony's mysterious intern. Plus a surprise guest.

The Domestic Avengers in: The Babysitting Dilemna (fanfiction.net) - madhatterroxas T, 3k

Summary: In which Steve and Tony ask Loki to babysit Peter, whilst Thor tags along and basically gets in the way. AU, slightly crackish; StevexTony

The Five Times Peter Got Help With Schoolwork and The One Time It Was Done For Him (ao3) - DJ_unicornsrgr8 steve/bucky G, 19k

Summary: Peter needs more sleep. And time. But he definitely doesn’t need help, or at least that’s what he tells himself.

Aka Peter isn’t a good self-advocate.

Aka the title is pretty self-explanatory.

What They See (ao3) - manymessyfandoms T, 2k

Summary: Peter and Tony’s bond from the eyes of the other Avengers.

#themculibrary #marvel #mcu #masterlists #the avengers #peter parker #the avengers & peter parker #the avengers & peter parker masterlist #friendship

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emdoesstufff · 4 months ago

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Avengers Highschool AU

Steve Rogers - 17, Senior

He's the quarterback of the football team in the fall and the pitcher of the baseball team in the spring

He lives with his mom who has raised him on her own since he was little

Best friends: Bucky, Sam, and Natasha; Friends: Clint, Vision, Wanda, Bruce, Thor, Tony, and Scott; Aquaintances: Peter, Pietro, Rhodey, T'Challa, and Carol

Sam Wilson - 16, Junior

He's the receiver on the football team in the fall and runs track and plays baseball in the spring

He lives with both of his parents and his older sister Sarah when she comes home from college

Best friends: Bucky, Steve, and Natasha; Friends: Clint, Wanda, Rhodey, Scott, and T'Challa; Aquaintances: Vision, Bruce, Thor, Tony, Peter, and Carol

James "Bucky" Barnes - 16, Junior

He's a running back on the football team in the fall, a shooting guard on the basketball team in the winter, runs track and plays baseball in the spring, and is on the archery team year-round

He lives with his mom, dad, and little sisters, Rebecca- a freshman, and Marcy- a 7th grader (Bucky and Sam always do embarrassing things in front of Becca and her friends)

Best friends: Sam, Steve, T'Challa, and Shuri; Friends: Natasha, Clint, Wanda, and Scott; Aquaintances: Bruce, Vision, Rhodey, and Carol

Natasha Romanoff - 17, Senior

She's on the swim team in the winter, runs track and plays softball in the spring, does gymnastics and archery year-round. She's also on the debate team and student council.

She lives with her mom and 11 year old sister Yelena. Her parents are divorced and she only visits her dad sometimes.

Best friends: Clint, Steve, and Tony; Friends: Wanda, Bruce, Sam, Bucky, Thor, Scott, and Carol; Aquaintances: Vision, Peter, Pietro, Rhodey, and T'Challa

Clint Barton - 16, Sophomore

He does archery year-round and runs track in the spring. He's also on the debate team, but mostly just to mess with Natasha

He lives with his mom, step-dad, and his older brother Barney, 20.

Best friends: Natasha, Pietro, and Scott; Friends: Steve, Tony, Bruce, Thor, Wanda, Vision, Sam, and Bucky; Aquaintances: T'Challa, Rhodey, Peter, and Carol

Tony Stark - 17, Senior

He does wrestling in the winter and robotics team year-round. He's also on the student council.

He lives with his mother and father, but isn't close with either of them since they work so much

Best friends: Rhodey, Peter, Bruce, and Natasha; Friends: Steve, Clint, Thor, Sam, Wanda, Vision; Aquaintances: Scott, Pietro, Bucky, T'Challa, and Carol

Bruce Banner - 16, Sophomore

He's the goalie for the soccer team in the fall and does wrestling in the winter. He's on the debate team, student council, and the chess team.

He lives with his mom Becky and her sister/his aunt Carly. His younger sister Mary, 14, lives with their dad, and his older brother Benson, 19, is in college.

Best friends: Tony, Vision, and Natasha; Friends: Steve, Thor, Clint, Sam, Bucky, Rhodey, Peter; Aquaintances: Scott, Pietro, T'Challa, and Carol

Thor Odinson - 18, Senior

He's the center on the football team in the fall, does wrestling in the winter, and does shotput for the track team in the spring

He lives with his dad, mom, older sister, Hela, 23, and younger brother, Loki, 15, a freshman

Best friends: Bruce and Tony; Friends: Steve, Clint, Natasha, Vision, and Carol; Aquaintances: Rhodey, Sam, Bucky, Peter, Scott, Pietro, and T'Challa

Peter Parker - 15, Freshman

He runs cross country in the fall, track in the spring, and does gymnastics year-round. He's also on the debate team and the chess team.

He lives with his aunt May after his parents and uncle died

Best friends: Tony and Shuri; Friends: Bruce, Steve, Sam, Bucky, Scott, Clint, Wanda, and Rhodey; Aquaintances: Vision, Carol, Pietro, and T'Challa

Wanda Maximoff - 16, Sophomore

She's on the cheer team in fall and winter, and plays softball in the spring. She's also on the student council.

She lives with her dad and twin brother Pietro

Best friends: Pietro, Vision, Natasha, and Clint; Friends: Steve, Tony, Bruce, Thor, Sam, Bucky, Scott, Peter, and Rhodey; Aquaintances: Carol and T'Challa

Pietro Maximoff - 16, Sophomore

He does cross country in the spring, plays point gaurd on the basketball team in the winter, and runs track and plays baseball in the spring

He lives with his dad and twin sister Wanda

Best friends: Wanda and Clint; Friends: Steve, Tony, Natasha, Bruce, Thor, Sam, Bucky, Peter, and Vision; Aquaintances: Rhodey, Carol, Scott, and T'Challa

Scott Lang - 17, Junior

He plays soccer in the fall and baseball in the spring. He's also on the student council.

He lives with his mom and grandmother

Best friends: Hope, Clint, and Steve; Friends: Natasha, Sam, Bucky, Tony, Bruce, Thor, Clint, Peter, Wanda, Pietro; Aquaintances: Vision, Rhodey, Carol, T'Challa

I just thought this was a fun little thing to make :)

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adrixivy · 6 months ago

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So I saw a comment in this post. Someone wanted to know what attitude Peter is giving after the mission. You ask and I shall deliver‼️

So I said he went loco after waking up. He really did. He knows he can’t skip the debrief because Fury is gonna be a little bitch about it and he doesn’t want to go through that hassle so he walks straight to the meeting table, ignoring everyone’s look or question of concern. Maybe a little nod to Natasha’s look of concern is the most he will acknowledge. Anyone else? Attitude is served with small witty remarks leaving them stunned.

For example!

Tony asking if he’s okay and whether he wants to skip the briefing as he walks by the scowling spider’s side: You okay bud? Why don’t you go rest?

Tony simply backs away quietly when Peter glares at him, not wanting to say anything since Tony purely asked out of care and concern. The least he can do is keep quiet and silently tell the older man he doesn’t want to talk right now. (Spoiler alert, Tony does NOT get the same kindness he has spared to him now)

Sam was walking close behind and scoffs at Peter’s behavior, thinking he’s being more of a brat than he usually is and he actually says it to Bucky who doesn’t comment anything because he knows Peter’s enhanced hearing can hear him so he backs away from Sam. Sam, confused and looks back at Bucky while walking bumps into Peter who doesn’t even move when bumped into yet Sam falls on his butt. The Avengers snickers seeing the scene and when Sam looks back at Peter, he’s met with a small satisfied smirk as the teen walks away. Sam is being held back by Bucky AND Steve.

Then Clint, thinking he can lighten up the mood by wrapping his arm around the teenager’s shoulder alongside with his jokes was flabbergasted when he was thrown to a nearby wall and web covering his mouth in a blink of an eye. The Avengers stare dumbfounded (Thor is the one person going “OHHHH”) at Clint on the floor, barely able to get up and the teenager resting on the ceiling, sitting upside down. He finds it more comfortable than the chairs Shield provides. Clint’s mouth remained webbed shut for two hours because Peter is the only one with the solution.

Fury is obviously displeased with how Peter is acting, not understanding the STRUGGLES a superhero teenager who has school the next day alongside homework like him has. So when Fury is firmly telling him to come down, he simply lizard blinks before dropping a Mbaku on the man. (He spent some time with Shuri in Wakanda and whenever Mbaku was with Okoye, he overheard him always calling her it)

Peter in the most calm but you can tell he’s terribly tired voice: You bald-headed demon, who do nothing of the hard work, should keep your big ass mouth which have nothing useful to say, shut. And what the hell is the point of this?(the debrief) Telling us how we did our job and how much better we can do it next time. There won’t be a next time if you keep this up, because remember, you can never do the things you tell us to do without us.

Fury is silenced. Tony and Thor is cackling, Clint muffled laughter can be heard, Natasha is chuckling, Steve is trying his best to keep his giggles quiet, Sam(reluctantly) and Bucky is clapping and Bruce doesn’t even dare to smile as he nervously eyes the fuming pirate.

Peter huffs and simply gets down and walks away. The Avengers decided that the debrief is basically over within those five minutes and walks out too. Tony goes over to Peter and wrapping his arm around Peter and saying he’s proud but he mentions the glare Peter gave him earlier and Peter pauses and pushes Tony’s arm off

Peter: Being petty about that? As if you didn’t do worse. Taking my suit because you didn’t like it when I basically did the same stupid things you did before you started becoming a little mature as an adult.

Tony’s mouth is wide open, jaw dropped in shock and the Avengers are laughing at him, particularly Sam and Bucky’s being the loudest as Peter walks away and into his room. His own son destroyed him!

The next day, Peter is apologising to everyone profusely, especially to Tony for being so mean. He may gave a little insincere apology to Clint and Sam but it still was an apology. Fury didn’t get one.

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sjsmith56 · 8 months ago

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Sanctuary - A Private Man, Chapter 19

Summary: Bucky’s text message alerts Sam to what he secretly feared. The Avengers are officially recalled to duty. Tracey and Nebula arrive in Wakanda.

Length: 4.3 K

Characters: Sam, Rebecca, Janice, Wong, Tracey, Nebula, Shuri.

Warnings: Feelings of betrayal, concern about a character’s motives.

Author notes: at the end as I had a bit of a rant about how I wrote this chapter originally.

<<Chapter 18

The text message chimed on Sam's phone, and he raised his head as he reached out for it. Brooklyn was all it said, and it was from Bucky's phone.

"Shit," he muttered, then he jumped out of their bed, quickly getting dressed as he phoned Rhodey. His sleepy voice answered. "They attacked. I'm getting Rebecca and Janice up then texting Wong for a portal. I haven't phoned Bucky's phone, but I have to assume it's compromised."

"I'll alert the President," replied Rhodey, all sleepiness gone. "Then I'll alert everyone else. Never thought I would be the one to say this, but Avengers assemble."

"I'll be there as soon as I get these two to safety," answered Sam.

Quickly he ran down the stairs to where Janice was sleeping. "Hey, it's happening. Time to go."

"Be right there," she said, pulling the covers back. "Any word of Tracey?"

"No, but I haven't phoned back, yet. Have to get you two to safety first."

He headed back upstairs and was met by Rebecca, heading for the bathroom.

"I heard you get up. Did they make their move?"

He nodded and she continued to the bathroom. Texts from others started appearing on his phone and he swore when one of the texts, from Peter Parker, said John Walker left his home at 10 pm the previous night and boarded a private jet at LaGuardia at 11. Peter hacked the FAA for the flight plan learning the jet was flown to Nassau. They always suspected Walker was part of it. Matt Murdock was sure Walker was lying to him when he asked for help getting out of his contract. Sam forwarded that text to Rhodey, suggesting Olivia Walker be taken into custody. Next, he phoned Clint.

"You still have that quinjet in your barn?" he asked.

"Yeah," was the terse answer.

"Head to the Kamalame Cay Resort in the Bahamas. Confirm that Bucky was taken. We don't know if Tracey was also taken but there was a contingency to get her out. It was Nebula's idea, but we didn't tell Bucky exactly. Wanted them to enjoy their honeymoon."

"On it," replied Clint. "All hands?"

"Yeah, you should be getting the alert any moment. Meet you at the rendezvous."

A portal opened and Wong came through.

"You're not in your wings."

"I'm doing it right now," replied Sam, heading to the bedroom. "The ladies are getting ready."

Janice came up the stairs with Alley Cat in his cat carrier, and a bag slung over her shoulder, dropping them on the kitchen table, the cat meowing loudly. She knocked on Rebecca's door and entered to help her get ready. As Wong fidgeted, he could hear Sam taking more calls. Rebecca and Janice came out of the bedroom. The older woman smiled at Wong.

"I have to phone my personal aide to cancel for the week, then I'm good to go," she said to him.

"Okay," he replied.

She phoned Amina and asked her to make sure to cancel everyone, aides, physiotherapist and nurse visit due to an emergency. After some questions from Amina, she assured her that they were all fine as it was an Avengers thing. Wong scowled at her after she hung up.

"Was that wise?" he asked.

"Probably not but the other side already knows you'll respond, right?"

He shrugged then nodded as Sam came out in his winged suit, carrying his case. Noticing the two women he hugged them.

"I'll contact you when I can," he said. "Buck knows what he's doing. If our contingency plan worked Tracey will join you and you'll all be safe."

He stepped back as Wong opened a portal. The women went through, and he looked through it to see an acknowledgment from Ayo on the other side. Wong closed the portal then looked at Sam.

"Where to?" he asked.

"Florida, anywhere near Miami. Take care of my case."

"Be careful," said Wong. "Big money means corruption. Trust no one."

Sam nodded and went through the portal that closed behind him. Then Wong opened another portal back to the Sanctum to wait for when his services were needed again.

Nearing the coast of Africa

A light touch on her shoulder awakened Tracey. Nebula was standing over her.

"We're approaching the coast," she said. "There's something I have to tell you."

Rubbing her eyes Tracey sat up. "What is it?"

"I was sent to make sure you got away and that Bucky gave up his arm," she said. "He didn't know I was coming but he knew there was a contingency to get you to safety. He was sure they would attack and thought they would take him."

"No, he wouldn't do that, not deliberately," said Tracey. "He would have told me."

"He planned for this before you found out you were pregnant. He hoped to get away with us but knew if he was on the inside then the Wakandans could still track him."

"How?"

"Quantum entanglement," said Nebula. "His arm and his shoulder have a connection that can be tracked over long distances."

"But you said you wanted to go to your home before I convinced you to go to Wakanda," replied Tracey. "Were you lying about being there to help us?"

"Not exactly," said the blue cyborg. "I volunteered because he would believe I was going to Knowhere and that's what he would tell them, so they would know the arm was out of reach. Wakanda might be facing attack, but they can track Bucky, and they can still protect you better. You can probably get a signal now. On your phone."

Looking at the signal Tracey saw one bar. She wasn't sure about Nebula's incomplete answer but decided calling Sam was worth a try. Dialling him, she waited for what seemed like forever to hear the call connect.

"Bucky?" said Sam's voice.

"No, it's Tracey," she replied. "They have him, Sam. Nebula was there to take his arm and she helped me get away. We're just over Africa."

"With the arm?" he asked, as if not believing they had it.

"Yeah, with his arm," said Tracey. "Is it true? Did he know this would happen?"

There was silence for several moments and she felt a knot of dread beginning in her stomach. "We all suspected they would try when you were away from help. It's why he took his gear. We sent Nebula ourselves, a contingency to make sure you got away, although he didn't know it would be her. If they knew you were pregnant, there's no telling what they would do to you."

"What will they do to him?" she asked, not wanting to hear an answer.

"I'm not going to speculate on that," he replied. "I do know that he's going to disrupt them as much as he can. There's one more thing. It's looking like John Walker was part of it all along."

"All Bucky ever wanted was to live his life without anyone interfering," said Tracey, trying to keep from breaking down. "Why couldn't they just leave him alone?"

"I know," said Sam. "When he found you, he had hope for that life. He still does, if we can stop these people from completing their plans."

His voice began to break up while Tracey said his name, but Sam didn't answer, and she realized the call had been dropped. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see Nebula's face. As impassive as that face was, she thought she saw empathy in the cyborg's artificial eyes.

"We're almost to the border," Nebula said quietly. "I have to wait to be recognized before they'll let us in. I could drop you off just outside."

"What about the arm?" asked Tracey, realizing something. "You want it for yourself, don't you?"

"I want to give it to Rocket," she admitted. "He's wanted it for a long time and he's family to me."

"But it's not yours to give him," explained Tracey. "You would have stolen it from Bucky. That's why you were really there, wasn't it? Not as a contingency but to get the arm while he was vulnerable."

"I wouldn't have hurt him," said Nebula. "After I got the arm, I would have helped you both get away, but they got there faster than I thought and when he asked me to take care of you, I couldn't say no."

"Now you want to leave me, unprotected, outside the border, so you can take the arm and go." The blue cyborg lowered her eyes and nodded, showing shame in her posture. From what the woman, and Tracey saw her as a woman, had told her and what she had observed, it was obvious that Nebula had suffered greatly in her past. This Rocket was someone that meant something to her. To give the arm to Rocket was her way of showing him how much she cared about him. It was still wrong, but it was understandable. "Then stay with me, help with what is happening, and I'll ask the Wakandans to make an arm for you to take to Rocket. You can give it to him for Christmas."

"You would do that for me?"

"Yeah, I would," replied Tracey. "You helped me, even though you really didn't want to. Nebula, we all do things we regret at one time or another, even deliberately hurting someone to make us feel better. But what's important is what you do from now on. If you stay and help, I won't tell anyone about what your real plans were. We'll keep it between us, as friends."

"Friends? You want to be my friend?”

There was disbelief in Nebula's voice plus what sounded like a little bit of hope. "Yes, I would like to be your friend," declared Tracey.

A message appeared on the display of the mining pod drawing their attention away from each other. It was giving Nebula a code to enter in order to open the shield that surrounded Wakanda. It also said there would be a couple of fighters to escort them to the capital, Birnin Zana. With Tracey smiling her encouragement Nebula entered the code and flew the pod through the gap in the shield. As it closed behind them two fighters appeared on either side and matched their speed to hers. They took over control of the pod and guided it between them, while the two women inside watched. As they flew to the capital, they went through another shield and it was there in front of them, a beautiful city like nothing either of them had ever seen.

"It's beautiful," said the cyborg woman before turning to the other. "That Ross and Fontaine want to destroy this, don't they?"

"They want to control it all," replied Tracey. "They want the vibranium and if they have to destroy the city to get it they will."

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For wanting to steal the arm. It's vibranium but I really just wanted to give Rocket something that he's wanted for a long time. During the Snap we only had each other as the others were dust. He's ... important to me."

Tracey looked with compassion at the blue woman. "Tell me more about quantum entanglement. Does it just occur between inanimate objects or is it between biological beings as well?"

"Both," replied Nebula. "I have memories from before Thanos took me of knowing my mother was safe, even though we were apart. I was told then it was the connection that living beings with an emotional relationship have. It's fragile and strong at the same time. Your child would be the connection of the quantum entanglement between you and Bucky. The connection between Bucky's arm and shoulder comes from the vibranium in both as they were created at the same time."

"Did you want the arm to give to Rocket so you had a quantum entanglement connecting you?" asked Tracey, looking intently at the other woman.

If metal skin could blush Tracey thought she read that reaction on the cyborg's face. "I don't feel love like humans or biological beings do. I remember what it felt like, but Thanos took so much from me and replaced it with cybernetic parts that I'm incapable of feeling it that way anymore."

"But you feel something," pressed Tracey. She took her necklace off and looked at it then placed it around Nebula's neck. "I want to give you this so that there is a connection between us, as friends. How do you feel about that?"

The jet black eyes seemed to glisten for a moment. "I feel something ... I'm unsure what it is. If I could cry I think I would."

"Then I guess we have a quantum entanglement connection between us," said the dark-haired human. "We will always be friends, even if we never see each other again. You saved me, Nebula. I will always be in your debt."

She looked past the blue metallic head of the woman in front of her to see they were almost at ground level outside of an incredibly beautiful building, tall and full of windows letting in the natural light. A slight thud confirmed they had landed and Tracey picked up the bag containing Bucky's arm, noticing how Nebula watched her closely. The latter pressed the control to open the sliding door and Tracey stepped out into the heat of the open space, followed by the cyborg woman. A contingent of incredibly beautiful but stern looking women with shaved heads waited for them. One of them came forward.

"Mrs. Barnes? My name is Ayo. Please come with me. You too, Nebula."

Although it was said politely it was not a request and the two women followed the tall warrior, noting several others stepped in place behind them. They entered the building which was just as spectacular inside as it was outside. Considering they were in a country located on the equator Tracey expected the sun streaming in would have heated the inside of the building to a very warm temperature but it was instead very comfortable. They walked towards an elevator and entered it. The guards behind them stayed out of the passenger space but when it opened at its destination there were others waiting to take their place. Finally they came close to what appeared to be a lab. Tracey could hear the sound of voices and her heart leaped when she recognized her mother's and Rebecca's voices.

"Mom!" she called and began to run.

Ayo let her pass as Janice came into view. She stepped forward with her arms open and embraced Tracey, running her hands through her daughter's hair. Another woman, who Tracey recognized as Shuri waved her hand and Ayo motioned for the guards to leave.

"You're okay?" asked Janice. "They didn't hurt you?"

"No, Nebula got me out of there before they arrived," she replied. "They got Bucky. He was just a few feet from us and they tasered him. He told us to leave without him. That Walker was in on it. I talked to Sam briefly and he told me."

"He'll be alright," said Rebecca, who appeared in front of Tracey. The two women hugged. "He can handle himself. Keeping you safe was his priority."

"You knew?" asked Tracey. "Why didn't he tell me?"

"Because he didn't want them to drag the information out of you if you were caught," said Shuri, who stepped forward and took Tracey by the hand. "Sergeant Barnes has been through the worst torture imaginable in his past and he would face it again to keep you and your child safe." She noticed the bag that Tracey carried. "His arm?"

"Yes, Nebula said you can track him through quantum entanglement," replied the pregnant woman. "Is that true?"

"It is," she replied. "May I?"

Tracey handed Shuri the bag and she placed it on a table, opening it and removing the arm from it. Taking it to another table she hooked it up to several leads then turned on a virtual display as the other women crowded around her. Using a virtual keyboard, she began entering codes to access the arm's computer system then found what she was looking for and with a wave of her hands transferred the image to the large space in front of them. Together they all watched and waited as the arm sought out its connection with Bucky's shoulder. It took time before the system found it and zeroed in on it, giving a GPS position of latitude and longitude.

"Send the coordinates to the Avengers," Shuri ordered then she looked specifically at Ayo and nodded. She turned on her heel and left. "Ayo will also provide the coordinates to our War Dogs that will head to that location. They will assist the Avengers in locating Sergeant Barnes and taking his captors into custody. All we can do is wait."

"What if they attack here while your War Dogs are there?" asked Tracey. "Won't that put your country in danger?"

Shuri smiled confidently. "That's the thing," she said. "They won't be able to breach our defences and if they do they won't be able to handle our warriors. If they do come here we even have a contingency plan to get you all to safety." She looked past Tracey and smiled at the man approaching them. "Ladies, meet our favourite colonizer. Former CIA agent Everett Ross."

"Mrs. Barnes," he said, holding his hand out to shake hers, then turning to Rebecca and Janice. "Mrs. Proctor, Mrs. Harris. My ex-wife Val de Fontaine and Thaddeus Ross, have aligned themselves with some very ruthless corporate interests but Val also has something of mine, that has our own quantum entanglement." They looked blankly at him. "My kimoyo bead bracelet was confiscated by her. In her zeal to explore their workings she exposed herself to the Wakandans. Queen Shuri has used the beads to spy on them. We'll know when they're coming. They have mostly mercenaries and a few enhanced or highly skilled individuals that were taken as Sergeant Barnes was, against their will. Your husband will disrupt them as much as he can and win over the other captives to help him. If they do manage to break through Wakandan defences then I will pilot you all out of here."

"What about me and my pod?" asked Nebula. "I didn't have to come here."

"No, but it is good you did," replied Shuri. "Mrs. Barnes would have been exposed to all forms of radiation if you took her to Knowhere. It wouldn't have killed her but it would affect her child's development. If evacuation is necessary you may take your pod and make your own way, if that is your choice."

"No one will stop me?"

Shuri tilted her head slightly, appearing puzzled by the question as it was obvious that if they had to leave the Wakandans would not hold her back. "No one will stop you. Now, perhaps this is a good time for you to go to your quarters and freshen up. Mrs. Barnes, I assume you left without the time to pack a bag. We can provide comfortable clothing for you."

Nebula's eyes flickered to the arm before looking back at Shuri and bowing her head. A Dora Milaje warrior appeared and the other women were asked to accompany her to their quarters with a promise to call them if there was anything to report. Everett Ross went with them. Tracey stopped and looked at Shuri for a moment.

"Could I speak to you privately?" she asked.

Shuri nodded at the guard to continue and Tracey approached her, waiting until the others left. She looked at the young queen for several moments before putting her question to her.

"Are you able to build another prosthetic arm?" she asked.

Shuri smiled at first, thinking it was a joke. When she saw that Tracey was serious she pulled a stool out for her to sit on.

"There already is another arm," she said. "It has been under construction for several weeks; an upgrade for your husband in anticipation of him joining the Avengers. May I ask why you need to know this?"

"I want you to give this arm to Nebula," said Tracey. "It's important for her to have it."

"I'm well aware that her associate, Rocket Raccoon, has expressed interest in acquiring the arm," said Shuri, her face sterner than it had been previously. "Vibranium is not something we give away normally. How can I be sure that they won't try to use it to build a weapon? Rocket is known for his ability to create devastating weapons out of innocuous materials."

Tracey sighed, unsure how to put it. "How much do you know about Nebula?" she asked.

"She is almost a complete cybernetic being," replied Shuri. "What does that have to do with it?"

"Before Thanos took her she was more organic, less machine," began Tracey. "He replaced much of her biological nature as punishment or torture. She still remembers how it felt to love, and to care about things, but it's like they are echoes of what she once was."

"Go on," said Shuri.

"During the Snap, only her and Rocket survived during those five years and they became close. He is the closest thing to family for her but with him being more organic and her being more artificial that connection between them isn't fully evident to her and she feels the lack of that. Even though Bucky and I are apart I still feel the connection which I always assumed was some sort of emotional construct that my mind used to convince me of his wellbeing. But when she explained quantum entanglement I realized it is tangible, that there can be a connection between two inanimate or living objects. It just makes sense that it can be extended to a deep friendship between an organic being and an artificial being if the method of entanglement, a gift from her to him, connects them. That's what the arm means to her."

Shuri took in a deep breath and let it out audibly as she realized what Tracey was saying.

"Do you know this for a fact?" she asked.

"I'm a nurse and I visit old, lonely people every week to check on their health, take their blood pressure, question them about their mental state in a way that isn't too obvious, determining if they are living a life with meaning. I try to do it with kindness so that they feel like their existence matters and it does." She stopped, trying to choose her words carefully. "Nebula is the first cybernetic being I have ever met but she has a soul, of that I am certain. Despite all the torture inflicted on her by her father figure, all while believing her sister wanted to kill her, then reconciling and losing her sister, the only constant that I've been able to glean from her has been that friendship with a sentient raccoon who was also subject to a comparable regime of torture to make him that way. She has a bond with him and giving him the arm is a visible expression of how much he means to her. She helped defeat Thanos, and despite her motives now she helped me get away and still tried to help Bucky until he demanded that she go. She's as complex emotionally as any human. I would say that's a fact."

"There is a way I could render the vibranium in the arm inert, so that it is unable to be used as a weapon," mused Shuri. "It would change the appearance slightly, making it more blue in colour than its normal black."

"Can you do that soon?" asked Tracey. "I worry that she might try to steal it again before we get Bucky back." She shrugged at Shuri's look of concern. "I know but she's not perfect. The temptation might be too much."

"Very well," said Shuri. "I will do as you ask and will have our technicians speed up the completion of the replacement arm. Nebula must have left quite the impression on you in your journey here."

"I just know what it's like to have a terrible father and to feel like you're all alone in the universe," replied Tracey. "No one deserves to feel that way."

Another Dora Milaje came to escort Tracey to her room and Shuri thought over what she had said. She also thought over what wasn't said. Nebula had probably agreed to go to their honeymoon spot with the intent of taking the arm but still tried to rescue the couple when the attack began. She did feel obligations but her emotional state was so underdeveloped that she likely would shift those obligations without warning. Shuri turned back to the arm. It had already been decided that rendering the vibranium inert shouldn't interfere with the tracking system. If the cyborg did steal the arm while it was here then she might have to use the connection between Tracey, the baby, and Bucky to find him again. She hoped that Nebula wouldn't as it would be harder, given that it was still early in the pregnancy and the baby was just a cluster of cells that had yet to implant in the uterine wall. At least, it would be if it was a normal pregnancy. Given the symptoms that Tracey had reported it was possible the development of the baby was accelerated. There was also the likelihood that Barnes would need to use the arm one last time. Shuri let out her breath. She had a lot of work to do, the arm to modify, a country to govern, and the preparation for a possible invasion. It was a good thing that she liked challenges. Of course, all of it was moot if Bucky had to implement his backup plan. Only the raccoon would come out ahead if that happened.

Author's note: Buckle up, this is a long note with the first part being a bit of a rant. First, I am not a fan of the Guardians of the Galaxy Christmas special. It cheapened Nebula as a character and without explaining exactly how she got Bucky’s arm, the implication was that she used violence on him, exposing him to trauma for a “feel good” Christmas moment. I didn’t buy it. Don't @ me to debate it, as I won't change my mind.

Until Nebula appeared in the bedroom of their beach villa I was having a hard time determining how Bucky would get Tracey to safety. He made it clear that she is everything to him and that he would die to keep her safe. So, I made the decision to bring Nebula in as a willing volunteer to provide an escape route for the couple. You may recall that Rebecca already suggested Bucky get rid of the arm to reduce his value to Ross and Fontaine. It's been percolating in his mind ever since and when he realizes Nebula has a pod he makes the decision to give it up, and have them take it with them, knowing it will piss off his captors that they have him but not all of him. We know that Bucky is just as capable without it. That's why the Wakandans had him live and work on a farm, one armed, so that he would believe that the arm does not define him. His inner character does.

Second, Tracey is a nurse, a profession that many empathetic people work in. Even though Nebula is almost entirely cybernetic, Tracey was still able to read her emotionally. She felt the turmoil Nebula was in but used her empathy to tease out what the woman really wanted and why. Tracey found common ground with Nebula (abusive father) and understands her need for connection to feel love (even if it is artificially created by her cybernetic parts). Knowing that Bucky has a replacement arm in progress she saw an opportunity to help a traumatized individual grow emotionally by asking Shuri to give Nebula the arm. Will it happen? Keep reading to find out.

Third, Quantum entanglement: This is a quote from an article written by Paul Sutter, May 26, 2021 for the online science website LiveScience. It was one of the easier definitions for a lay person to understand that I found.

"Quantum entanglement is one of the uber-bizarre phenomena seen when things get itty-bitty, or inside the quantum realm. When two or more particles link up in a certain way, no matter how far apart they are in space, their states remain linked. That means they share a common, unified quantum state. So observations of one of the particles can automatically provide information about the other entangled particles, regardless of the distance between them. And any action to one of these particles will invariably impact the others in the entangled system."

It's heady scientific stuff that I don't even begin to understand. Just days before I began writing this chapter (in spring, 2023) I was blindsided by a factoid on some tv show (which I can't find because it wasn't something I was paying attention to until they said quantum entanglement) that scientists are trying to determine if the different phenomena of sympathetic twins (twins which feel pain between them even if they were separated at birth), or other similar occurrences of things felt by the connection of two people separated by distance, are a result of quantum entanglement between their organic sub-atomic particles, or perhaps even the sub-atomic particles generated by their emotional connection. Does this blow your mind? Because it blew mine. Even if quantum entanglement can't be used how I've used it in the story it seemed a good plot point to introduce an interesting scientific concept.

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hurtspideyparker · 5 months ago

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An update on my asks/requests and current writing projects:

So you know I haven't forgotten about you and see what order things should arrive! These will not come out quickly but they WILL come out (– . –)

Finished: spideypool fluff, winterhawk hurt/comfort, winteriron bodyguard au, winterhawk fluff

Upcoming requests in queue:

An accidental meeting leads to misunderstanding, both characters are there for a completely different reasons than what the other assumes—filling this with spideytorch, halfway written

Winterfrost, anything I'd like—I'm thinking sassy flirtatious Loki and a reluctant Bucky needing to team up with him and slowly being broken down by his charm

Free evening, my ship choosing—probably going to be stony, a domestic evening for the two workaholics. They're surprised that they actually have free time to spend together and have a lazy day. Bubble bath, order in, sleepy

Yelena/Peter, and platonic Shuri & Peter—my plan is an older post NWH Peter and Yelena spending lonely nights together eating cheap and killing time in Peter's apartment when Yelena has a job in town. Not sure what direction Shuri and Peter will go yet, but ur right they have lots in common!

Winteriron, Tony introduces Bucky to current pop culture and society. Bucky learns to love this new world and Tony learns to love Bucky

andie u have so many beautiful ideas, I'll pop in to write and reblog sometime! thanks for the tags :D (winterhawk, stony...)

Frostiron fluff or headcanons—these two knuckleheads oh man /pos

Stony during the CW era, Tony has a breakdown and tries to push Steve away until he gives into the comforting. "I hate you" "I know" Tony and Steve while embracing

I'm also working on a domestic Avengers Valentine's Day post which is the most time sensitive.

while my ask box is open for platonic and romantic requests just know I probably won't get to it in a timely manner 😅 I have a very busy life but talking to u all makes me so happy

#marvel #spideytorch #stony #winterfrost #winteriron #frostiron #domestic avengers #winterhawk #ask

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thatsmzbitchtoyou · 1 year ago

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"Emotional" Peter Parker fanfic

Here's another long one shot for y'all! (6132 words) Trying out Peter Parker this time. Reader is a mutant with powers. Hope you like it! *Slight smut... *"Usisi" means sister in Xhosa

Peter couldn’t stop staring. Shuri had invited him and the rest of what was left of the Avengers to Wakanda for a mental health retreat. After everything that had happened over the past decade she figured that during a time of relative world peace would be the best opportunity to get everyone together for some healing. Peter had seen a lot in his 25 years so far, but was not prepared for the seemingly death defying entrance into Wakanda, its advanced technology, the amazing mixture of traditional African style and futuristic design. He was enamored with the country. Yet even all of that had not prepared him for the sight of the woman before him.

“Welcome, Avengers, to Wakanda,” Shuri’s voice echoed as they entered the palace. “I have invited you all here for a retreat to focus on healing, whatever that may mean to you. Some of you have met her, but for those who have not, this is Y/N,” she announced as she gestured to the woman next to her.

Peter swore he’d never seen such a beautiful woman in his life. Y/N was dressed in what he assumed were traditional Wakandan robes that matched the color of raw Vibranium. She was decked in necklaces, bracelets, bangles and large earrings, all of different colors and metals that somehow still complimented her robes. She wore no shoes, and her hands that were crossed in front of her were covered in what looked like a blackout tattoo from her fingertips to an inch above her wrists. The black seemed to fade up her wrist, like she’d been sprayed with a matte black paint. Her long fingernails matched the black color. As she raised a hand in greeting to the Avengers and then swept a piece of hair out of her eyes, the deep black created a stark contrast to her long, intricately braided white hair that glittered a silver sheen in the light. Her Y/C eyes were piercing as she looked each newcomer over, analyzing them, as her lips were pulled into a small, reassuring smile. She was a burst of colors and contradictions and Peter couldn’t help but ogle. Bucky, who was standing next to him, nudged Peter with his elbow, causing Peter to cough awkwardly. Bucky snickered.

“Hello, everyone,” Y/N finally spoke. Peter found her voice to be his new favorite sound. “I look forward to getting to know each of you. As for those of you I’ve already met,” her eyes flickered over Bucky and Sam, “welcome home.”

Bucky and Sam took that as an invitation to approach her. They each had warm smiles as they took turns to give Y/N a long embrace and say their greetings quietly. Peter noticed how she had different greetings for each of them, small hand or arm touches that she would give them. A firm squeeze on Sam’s forearms and delicate scratch of Bucky’s beard. Peter was surprised when Bucky willingly leaned down and pressed his forehead and nose against hers. He had never seen Bucky get particularly close to anyone other than Sam, and he felt a flare of jealousy in his chest. He mentally chastised himself. Peter didn’t know Y/N, he didn’t have any kind of relationship or claim to her, and Bucky was older, handsome, and had some type of history with her. Peter hung his head in personal shame at himself, looking away from the intimate moment.

“Y/N is an empath, a mind reader, and can manipulate energies,” Shuri informed the group. “She was born a mutant, with the abilities to read and manipulate others’ thoughts and emotions and the energy around her in many forms.” Peter’s head snapped back up at that piece of information, his eyes bugging wide.

“She will be able to help you work through your thoughts, emotions, past experiences, mental and emotional blocks, and process trauma. She helped Sergeant Barnes considerably in his recovery from his experiences from Hydra. She is also an adopted member of my family, so I hope you will all be able to gain the help and healing you seek, and find a new home and family with us here.” Shuri spread her arms and gestured to the palace, then pointed to some members of the staff that were standing off to the side. “You will each have a member of the palace staff assigned to you to help you while you’re here. If you have any questions or requests please reach out to them. Your belongings have all been brought to your respective rooms already. Dinner will be served in one hour, so you can take some time to get settled and rest before then. And again, welcome home.”

Peter was greeted by a woman named Ayala who had him follow her down an adjoining hallway. He took a quick glance back at Y/N, who was already looking back at him. His cheeks grew hot as she flashed him a smile.

***

One hour later and all the Avengers and royal family were eating some of the most delicious food Peter had ever tasted. He was seated in between Shuri and Carol Danvers. He and Carol had become good friends over the last few years and had a teasing and sarcastic friendship. He hadn’t had a chance to really meet Shuri until now, and felt intellectually stimulated talking to her about her inventions, the properties and uses of vibranium, the Wakandan technology and science jargon that he hadn’t been able to talk about in a long time. He suddenly felt a twinge of pain as he realized the last time he’d felt like this was with Tony Stark and his friends that he lost from the spell Dr. Strange casted years before. He wound down the conversation with Shuri and focused on his food, which became less appetizing by the second. He took a large gulp of water from his cup to help with the thickness developing in his throat. It had been so long since he lost Tony, Ned, MJ, his aunt May, yet he couldn’t seem to move on with his life without them and that support system behind him.

He felt a hand softly rub his upper back. Peter looked up and behind his chair to find Y/N looking at him, her eyebrows tilted up in the middle in concern. She jerked her head to the side to signal him to follow her. Peter simply nodded at her and excused himself from the table. Once he was standing she took his hand in hers and led him out of the dining hall. Peter didn’t know what was happening, but he knew his hand was in hers and that they fit perfectly together. Y/N opened a door that he realized was across the hall from the room he was staying in. Was this her room? He was met with a brightly colored room covered in fairy lights in the shapes of stars, tons of exotic plants that doused the space in tropical scents, and almost every surface looked soft, covered in pillows and blankets and cushions. It looked like a Bohemian dream, and Peter felt calmer instantly.

Y/N led him to a small couch on the right side of the bedroom, motioning for him to sit down. Peter sat at one end of the couch thinking she would sit on the opposite end, but she knelt on the floor in front of him, poised between his legs. Peter was shocked and apprehensive, his cheeks flushing again at her close proximity. She surprised him again by taking his hands in hers, shifting closer and getting comfortable. She began massaging his hands, the movements of her black fingers mesmerizing.

“I try not to read others’ thoughts and emotions,” Y/N said quietly so as not to startle him. Peter’s eyes landed back on her face. She wasn’t looking at him but focusing on his hands. When he didn’t reply she continued. “It may be an ability of mine, but I also believe in privacy. I will always try to never read or manipulate your thoughts or emotions without your consent, Peter.”

Peter could have died on the spot from the way she said his name. Her comforting voice and actions were making him emotional.

“That being said,” she said, “I can block out people’s thoughts, but feelings and emotions are a lot…” she paused, searching for the right word. “Louder,” she decided, “and we humans tend to feel deeply. So sometimes I can’t ignore ‘loud’ feelings from people around me. And you,” she glanced at his face, her eyes twinkling, “wear your emotions on your sleeve.”

Peter could feel his eyes burning with unshed tears. He tensed slightly under her gaze, feeling embarrassed.

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed of,” she reassured him, her fingers slipping up to his wrists, rubbing slowly up his arms, relieving stress along the tensed muscles. “Feeling deeply, passionately, can be a strength. Many people I’ve worked with over the years, all you superheroes, feel the need to be strong.” Y/N moved her hands to his shoulders, massaging the tough knots littered there. Peter’s eyes almost rolled to the back of his head. When was the last time he’d been touched like this?

“Superheroes tend to want to numb themselves,” she continued. “Numbness means peace, means you won’t hurt others or means you can’t get hurt anymore. But it’s also a pretty miserable way to live,” she paused to watch his face again, making sure he was still with her. “Tony was like that.”

Peter’s head jerked up, his eyes widening at the mention of the name. His hands flew up to grip her wrists gently, stopping her movements and leaned himself closer to her. He searched her eyes for any sign of a lie.

“You knew Tony?” his voice came out as a whisper.

“Oh yeah,” Y/N nodded, a wide smile spreading across her face. Her hands twisted out of his grip so that she could hold his hands. “Steve called me after the Snap,” she explained. “He lost Bucky, again, and he came to me for help. He could tell that Tony needed help processing what happened. We all did.” Her voice grew quiet. “Tony internalized a lot, didn’t want his emotional baggage to be a burden to others, joked about his trauma, and at first shrunk into himself. He kept himself busy so as not to think about it. But Pepper was pregnant,” she smiled, “and he knew he had to be better for her, for the baby…for Morgan.”

Peter felt like he was grasping Y/N’s hands too hard as he grounded himself. He needed to hear this.

“I worked with him weekly for the first 2 years of the Blip, then monthly, then I’d just come by when he called. He made a lot of progress. He was just like you. Felt deeply, emotions on his sleeve, passionate to a fault,” she paused and focused on his hands, her thumbs began softly rubbing his knuckles.

“You were the reason, you know?” she said quietly. Peter focused on her eyes. She was blinking back tears. “Tony figured out time travel, worked with the Avengers again, risked everything he had worked so hard for, just for the chance to bring everyone back…to bring you back,” her voice wavered. Y/N gazed up at him, her tears finally falling.

Peter felt like the air had been knocked out of him. He had known that Tony cared for him, might have loved him in a son-he-never-had-way, but he assumed that reversing the Snap had been because it was the right thing to do, normal Ironman saving the world, or universe, type of thing. He couldn’t figure out whether to feel extremely privileged or guilty. It was his fault, Tony died because of him…oh God, oh God…

Y/N could see him spiraling and let go of his hands to cup his cheeks, forcing him to look at her.

“Don’t feel like that,” she said firmly, her eyes burning into his. “Don’t you dare, Peter. Tony did what he did for you, for me, for all of us. He did it because it was the right thing. He did it because he knew he could never rest until he at least tried to bring everyone back. Tony did what he had to do because he loved you!” she gently shook his face in her hands as if to rattle his brain into understanding.

Peter silently cried, the tears spilling and he sniffed quickly. Y/N sighed, then moved her right hand from his cheek down to his chest. He didn’t dare move, unsure of what he was doing. She placed her hand on his chest over his heart. “I’ll show you,” she said resolutely.

Peter’s brow furrowed in confusion, then saw a bright white light starting to glow from her palm over his heart. His eyes widened and he gasped, but then he felt something start to seep into his skin where her hand lay. It felt like honey dripping down and through his skin, his muscles, deep into his veins, its warmth enveloping him whole. The feeling seeped up his head and he could feel it tickling his brain, firing neurotransmitters all at once, muddling his thoughts so all he could focus on was this feeling. He felt warm, encompassed by light, like all his worries melted away as it oozed through him. It felt like love. Peter’s heart was beaming, and he could feel the tears flowing heavily as he smiled. He was instantly addicted to this feeling, to this reassurance that the love he felt for that father figure in his life truly loved him back. Tony may not have been the best at saying it, but Peter now knew that all the things he’d done were Tony’s way of showing his love.

After a few moments the oozing feeling began to recede slowly. Peter couldn’t seem to stop crying, a small laugh escaping his lips. He realized that his hand had reached up to cover Y/N’s hand placed over his heart. He focused on Y/N, who was now crying.

“He loved you, Peter,” she whispered, her lips quivering. “He loved you so much.”

Peter didn’t know what came over him, but in a rush of adrenaline from overwhelming happiness and relief, he wrapped his arms around Y/N in a hug. She didn’t hesitate in hugging him back. It seemed like she needed that hug as much as he did. For the first time in a long time, Peter felt peace.

***

After that first night in Wakanda, Peter found himself seeking out Y/N constantly. She had explained that the form of therapy she focused on with each person was based on the idea of their love language and had Peter take the quiz online as well as interview him about his life. Unsurprisingly, Peter’s main love language was physical touch. Y/N told him how people who tended to be touch-starved would often have their main love language turn out to be physical touch. Like with Bucky, how he had been through torture, fighting constantly for decades, so when he was finally shown a kind, gentle, loving hand, he thrived. Which explained her little signs and greetings she used with him. It grounded him and reminded him of the good. “Everyone deserves happiness, affection and love in this life,” she had reminded him.

Y/N and Peter then decided on a signal for when Peter needed some grounding or a reminder that he was loved. He would tap the spot over his heart 3 times, and she would give him a small dose of that emotion of love from Tony as she laid her hand on his chest. Peter didn’t do it all the time, but frequently enough that it was done between them out of habit.

Y/N scheduled specific times with each of the Avengers for therapy, and since she was a very intimate person, she held hands, cuddled, hugged, and gave kisses on the cheek to those comfortable with it. She was extra close to Bucky, and Peter found himself feeling the jealousy creeping further into his mind as the weeks passed.

He knew that the two were friends, but with how much she intimately cared for Bucky filled Peter with paranoia. He was suspicious and resentful towards Bucky. What was worse was that Bucky could tell how Peter was feeling, as he smirked every time he caught Peter glaring or sulking in the corner as Y/N spent time with Bucky or would hug Bucky or Bucky Bucky Bucky!

It all became too much one morning when he saw Y/N walk out of Bucky’s room, her hair ruffled and clothes wrinkled, yawning and stretching as Bucky came out right behind her, looking well-rested and smiling. Peter swore under his breath and stomped into the kitchen. Unfortunately they followed him moments later.

“Good morning, Peter,” Y/N asked groggily. “Are you okay?”

“Fantastic,” Peter spat.

Y/N looked taken aback. Peter never spoke harshly towards her. Bucky let out a small snort and went to the fridge for some breakfast. Y/N watched Peter as he turned away to the pantry for cereal.

“What’s wrong?” she asked quietly, slowly approaching him.

“Nothing,” he sighed, keeping away from her as he walked around the kitchen, grabbing a bowl and spoon.

“Well obviously something is wrong,” Y/N scoffed and followed him. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Just spit it out, man,” Bucky yawned. “She’ll get it out of you one way or another.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Peter snapped, whipping to face Bucky.

“I said what I said,” Bucky sassed back.

“Hey, enough!” Y/N slapped her hand on the counter. “Peter, what is going on? Tell me now. I don’t want to read you but I will if I need to.”

When Peter refused to answer and glared at the floor, Bucky scoffed loudly. “He’s jealous.”

Y/N’s head swiveled between the two of them. “Jealous of what?”

“You and me,” Bucky said nonchalantly, taking a sip of his orange juice.

“Me and you for what?” she exasperatedly asked.

“Oh please!” Peter finally yelled. “What do you mean ‘for what’? What are you doing coming out of Bucky’s room in the morning looking like that?” he waved towards her.

Y/N furrowed her brow, looking down at herself in confusion.

“Is this how you help us? ‘Heal’ us?” he air-quoted. “Or I guess just some of us,” Peter gestured towards Bucky.

“Choose your words carefully, bud,” Bucky warned.

“Wait,” Y/N waved her hands. “Are you trying to say…do you think I’ve been sleeping with Buck?”

“What else would it be?!” Peter knew he looked and sounded crazy, but the little green monster of jealousy was loose, and he was failing at wrangling it back in. “I can understand you two being close, that you’ve known each other a long time, you’ve helped him through a lot, but this? What kind of therapy is this?”

“Peter–”

“Is that how you make him feel better? Make him forget his nightmares?”

“Pete–”

“Take the pain away with some sexual healing?!”

*SLAP*

Peter jerked back, holding his cheek as his face stung. He looked up at Y/N with wide eyes. She was glaring at him, her hand shaking at her side in anger. Bucky’s mouth hung open, eyes darting between them. Y/N straightened her stance, closed her eyes and balled her blackened hands into fists.

“Buck,” she breathed. Bucky quickly retreated back to his room with his food, shutting the door loud enough for them to hear.

Peter was stunned and fearful. He’d never seen this side of Y/N, and shame overcame him as he knew he’d brought this out of her. She unballed her fists and crossed her arms over her chest, slowly opening her eyes to look at him. Her eyes were filled with a simmering anger that he could have sworn he could see it burning in her irises.

“Listen good, Parker, because I’m only going to say this once,” Y/N spoke lowly, scaring Peter further while breaking his heart that she used his last name rather than his first. “I am not a traditional therapist. I am not licensed, therefore I am not bound by a code of ethics or client-therapist privilege. I use my abilities to help people, and at times I’ll use techniques and practices that I’ve studied to see what works best for each person,” she paused and looked away. “What worked for me,” she murmured. Peter had the urge to reach out to her, but her eyes quickly came back to him with that fire.

“I treat each person as I see fit, within the boundaries they set. For Sam, all he needs is a listening ear and a hug. For Tony, I had to sit back and let him morbidly joke and tease and sarcastically rant through all his trauma. And as for Bucky,” Y/N’s voice was raising, her arms falling to her sides as she stepped closer to Peter, “Bucky has been through literal hell and back, multiple times, for decades. He was left on ice then used as a human war machine, his mind erased, his body battered, abused, and experimented on. He had not felt a kind hand or been given a loving word for over 70 years!” Y/N was now yelling, her hand slapping the kitchen counter again. Peter backed up into the wall behind him as she took another step towards him.

“So forgive me, Parker, for helping him get through the nightmares that he still suffers with regularly, even if it means cuddling and sleeping in his bed so that he doesn’t hurt himself. Forgive me for using intimacy and physical touch as his love language to ground him and make him feel safe, wanted, and loved!”

Y/N was now toe-to-toe with Peter, looking up at him with a conviction and fury that had him withering. Her emotions must have been getting the best of her because he could feel that oozing feeling flowing in his body, but instead of the comforting balm he’d grown accustomed to now it felt like a parasite licking its way through every vein. He shuddered at the feeling, then grunted as she poked his chest hard with her blackened finger.

“And even if I had sex with Bucky, or anyone I’ve ever helped before, it would be none,” *poke*, “of your,” *poke*, “fucking,” *poke*, “business.” Y/N stared him down as his eyes welled up with tears and another oozing feeling overcame the anger. It was hurt. He had hurt her, and Peter would never forgive himself.

Y/N’s eyes softened and she dropped her finger from his chest, stepping away from him. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and as she composed herself Peter felt the ooze fade, leaving him emotionally drained. She flexed her fingers and rolled her shoulders, and when she opened her eyes they were shining with unshed tears. Peter sniffled at the sight.

“You don’t own me, Peter,” she cried, her voice cracking. “I am my own. I belong to no one but myself. You have no claim to me. So stop feeling jealous over something, someone, that you have no right to be jealous of,” she sniffed, her lips drawing into a hard thin line. Peter silently cried, hating himself for making her cry.

“I…I’m sorry,” he whispered, not knowing what else to say at the moment. Y/N just gave him a long look, then finally nodded her head and walked quickly out of the kitchen. Peter slumped to the floor, dropping his head into his hands. How could he be so stupid?

***

The next two weeks were awkward, and it was hell. Everyone knew that something had happened, they just weren’t sure what. Y/N still held appointments with everyone else, and would greet everyone throughout the day, but she was much more quiet and reserved. She gave polite smiles and exchanged quiet conversation, but was not her normal, bubbly, outgoing self. She touched everyone, except for Peter.

Peter wasn’t fairing well. Bucky had chewed him out shortly after Y/N left him a heap on the kitchen floor. He took the verbal beating, knowing he deserved it. At that point nothing could hurt him as bad as him offending Y/N. He kept his head hung low whenever they were in the same room, and although it made him feel sick to his stomach, he knew he didn’t deserve her touch and the calming effect she used to give him. He tried to go to her room once, to talk, apologize again, but couldn't muster up the courage to knock on the door.

The rest of the Avengers could sense the tension, and after a third week of silence between the two, Shuri had enough.

“Usisi,” she called as she knocked on her door. Y/N shuffled to the door and opened it wide, not meeting Shuri’s gaze, her eyes rimmed red and a sad sniffle coming from her. Shuri stepped in and enveloped her in her arms. Y/N buried her face into Shuri’s neck, her arms wrapping tightly around her waist.

“There, there,” Shuri consoled her. “Come now, why are you letting the jealous words of a man affect you?”

“I just…” Y/N sighed, pulling away and wiping her eyes. “It just felt like he was different, somehow,” she huffed out.

Shuri nodded and led her to the couch in her room. Y/N plopped down on it dramatically, shoving her face in a pillow. Shuri chuckled at her antics.

“Your abilities cause you to feel things on a heightened level, usisi,” Shuri began. Y/N pulled herself up and turned to face her on the couch. “You know how others feel before they can identify those feelings for themselves. But you have had difficulty knowing your own feelings at times, which is normal. You do not give yourself grace in your moments of humanity. And although Parker did not have justifiable emotions or words that day, he is remorseful,” Shuri took her hand, rubbing Y/N’s knuckles softly.

“I know,” Y/N whispered, not trusting her voice. She squeezed her hand back. “I’ve grown extremely…attached to him, and it scares me. It just feels like everyone I ever love,” she shuddered another breath, swallowing past the lump in her throat, “they leave. Either on their own or they die on me,” she huffed a laugh at her morbid joke. Shuri wiped away the tears Y/N wasn’t aware had fallen, nodding in understanding. They had both lost a lot recently.

“I love you, and I’m still here,” Shuri said. “Our people love you as their own, the Avengers love you, and not just because you help them. And all those we have lost through death are not ever really gone, you know that. As for any who have left you willingly, their absence is only a shadow compared to all the love you have in your life. Peter loves you, most likely in a much more romantic way. You always tell others that they deserve love and happiness in their lives. Even if it’s scary, don’t you deserve to have those things, too?”

Y/N sighed as Shuri finished speaking. She wasn’t sure if she deserved it, but she sure as hell wanted love and happiness. Life was too hard already, too short but also so long, for her to deny herself some of its greatest beauties.

“Don’t let fear cloud your decisions, Y/N. Be brave and accept the love you deserve. What is the saying in that song you love?” Shuri paused, and brightened when she remembered. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.”

***

Peter sat on the floor, his back leaning against the bed. He had just tumbled out of bed from a nightmare, taking off his t-shirt that was stuck to his sweaty chest. He tried to breathe deeply and focus on the things around the room like the color on the walls, the pattern on the bed sheet, counting items and the sound of the soft warm breeze coming through the open window. The nightmares had come back full force this last week, and the only person he wanted to seek comfort from was ignoring him right now.

He dropped his head into his hands, trying to mentally silence the pounding of his heartbeat in his ears. Breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth, his face hot with tears he quietly cried, he didn’t hear his door open or the padding of feet slowly approach him. Peter jerked when a hand touched his elbow, and his eyes widened to see Y/N crouched in front of him. Her usually styled and braided hair was loose and she was wearing an open robe over a tank top dress that reached mid-thigh. He had never seen her so relaxed. Her hand slowly moved from his elbow to his hand, interlacing her fingers with his. She maneuvered herself so that she was straddling his lap while her other hand began sweeping through his sweaty curls.

Her tenderness caused another flood of emotion to wrack through Peter’s body and he cried harder. He released his hand from hers and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her tightly against him, his face buried into her chest. Y/N shushed him as he wept, letting him cry it out, her hands massaging along his shoulders and neck and petting his hair. For a while they sat there, holding each other, until Peter’s cries quieted. Y/N’s eyes flew open as she felt Peter move his head to nuzzle her chest and place a wet kiss over her heart.

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” he whispered, his hands rubbing up and down her back. “What I said was stupid and inappropriate and I’m just so, so very sorry,” he whimpered and Y/N pulled away. He quickly gripped her hips, afraid she would leave, but she gently cupped his face in her hands. She wiped away his tears with her thumbs and shushed him again. She felt his conflicting emotions and decided to take pity.

Y/N slid her hand from his face to his chest. She tapped the spot over his heart three times then pressed her hand flat. The honey-like feeling bloomed in his chest and he visibly slumped against her chest. She let him revel in it for a long while, her other hand playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. She felt a few more hot tears fall on her breast, but also a smile form on his lips near her cleavage. Y/N smiled and slowly pulled her hand away, bringing it back up to his face and pulling him back up to look at her.

“Peter,” she breathed. He gasped lightly at hearing his name on her lips for the first time in weeks. “I forgive you,” she said simply. Peter’s hands tightened on her hips again. She softly swept her thumbs across his cheeks, her smile widening. “You’ve got to work on your jealousy, though,” she added, a small giggle slipping out. Peter huffed a laugh, his head dipping as Y/N’s laugh deepened.

“I know, I know,” he muttered. He wrapped his arms around her middle again and squeezed as he settled his face in the crook of her neck. “But we’re good, right?” he hesitantly asked, nuzzling her collar bone. Y/N scoffed at him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders again.

“Yes, we’re good,” she answered. She could feel him smile against her neck. They held each other, thankful that the bump in their friendship was overcome.

Peter decided not to waste any more time. Be brave, you idiot, he thought. He nuzzled her neck again, his nose sliding against her jugular, then softly pressed a kiss just below her jaw. Y/N stiffened against him. He was afraid of her reaction but she didn’t pull away or question him, so he continued to kiss her, rubbing his hands softly up her back. As he sucked on the spot below her ear she sighed and shivered.

“Peter,” she moaned, her nails starting to dig into his back. He let out his own moan at hearing her say his name like that. He wanted to hear it again and began to nibble at her earlobe, making her gasp.

“Peter…wait, ungh,” Y/N was struggling to make a coherent thought. She hadn’t done this in a long time. Peter stopped but kept himself close.

“Do you want me to stop?” his husky whisper tickled her ear. She let out a sharp breath.

“No,” she whispered back, her hand slipping up into his hair, pulling back gently for him to look at her. They breathed heavily, staring at each other for a moment.

“What do you want?” Y/N asked, searching his eyes. Peter gave her a half smile.

“I want you,” he answered determinedly. His voice dropped an octave so fast he almost scared himself, but it made Y/N whimper at his tone, and Peter dove in for a kiss to chase the sound.

Y/N kissed him back fervently. The kiss felt frenzied, as the dam of pent-up sexual tension finally broke. It was all tongue and teeth, lips smashed together, breaths intertwining, hands gripping and squeezing. Peter couldn’t believe this was happening. His hands traveled down until he could cup her butt cheeks, kneading them roughly, squeezing the soft, plushy muscle and pulling her core to his. She whimpered again, slowly grinding herself into his growing erection. He moaned loudly as she did, gripping her love handles so hard she knew she’d be bruised in the morning.

Y/N was so distracted by his lips she didn’t realize Peter had lifted them both off the floor until her back was gently pressed on the bed. She took the opportunity as they slightly separated to kiss, lick, and suck a trail down his cheek to his neck. Peter shivered as she nipped just under his jaw, his hands running from her legs to her stomach, pulling at her dress, silently asking permission to pull it up and off of her. She lifted her hips off of the bed so he could start pulling it up. After an awkward shifting and wiggling and some giggles, Peter finally got all her clothes off.

Peter ogled at Y/N, completely naked and waiting. She giggled again at the look on his face, letting her fingers scratch down his chest, making him sputter.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Peter shook, not sure what to do next and needing her to keep scratching him.

“Yes?” Y/N asked coyly, grinning like the Cheshire cat.

“Can I…will you be mine?” Peter settled on that. His finger brushed along her ribcage mere inches from her breast. Y/N shivered at the contact. He was treating her with such tenderness and reverence that it made her skin tingle.

“Yes,” she said definitively.

Peter’s face lit up, his cheeks hurting with how wide his smile grew. As he lowered himself over her he felt his cock throb and his face grew serious. He shut his eyes and sighed out loud.

“What’s wrong?” Y/N asked, confused at his rollercoaster of emotions.

“It’s just, if we do this, start this relationship, I won’t be able to let you go,” Peter said gruffly. “So are you sure? Are you mine?”

Y/N felt a flood of emotion coming from him in that question. It was a loaded question, they both knew it. She had known for a while now that Peter liked her and wanted her, and despite the hiccup in their relationship, she felt the same towards him. They had both lost so much, so promising this was a big deal, to not just love but to stay. This was special, she was special to him. He was asking her to go all in, for as long as she would have him.

Y/N’s eyes brimmed with tears from how emotional it became so quickly. Peter panicked at the sight but she quickly calmed him, running her finger along the crease between his eyebrows to relieve him.

“Yes,” she whispered, pulling his body flush with hers. As his naked chest met her breasts he groaned, his head falling to her shoulder.

“Thank God,” he breathed.

#marvel #peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker fanfiction #smut #oneshot

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lpsgirl109 · 6 months ago

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Ive never made a MFA headcanon post on here. I'm gonna do that right now. This is a cumulation of every headcanon I've come up with since 2020 so strap in. @eldritch-blorbo you especially

Bucky adopts Bruno sometime post show. We've all known this

Makoto's gay. Chloe's lesbian and trans. Adi is bi. Bruno is pan and genderfluid

Chloe and Kamala are dating AND KAMALA'S PARENTS ARE SUPPORTIVE because I promise you guys it's not the win you think it is headcanoning genuinely good and loving people as homophobic just because they're Muslim. I've seen this a concerning amount of times

Peter and Kamala are honorary Future Avengers. It is a shame Peter didn't interacted with them more

Kei is sort of an honorary Future Avenger he just like. Rarely gets involved in things. This guy's 12 the most he's doing is sending his kaiju to handle situations

Bruno loves dinosaurs and godzilla and dragons and anything involving giant reptiles

Chloe is a huge cat person

Chloe continues going to public school after s2. Idk if the boys would follow after. I think Adi and Makoto would be willing to. Bruno would probably just wanna be homeschooled

Kamala likes to joke about how Makoto and Bruno are just Sonic and Shadow. She makes them matching bracelets

Bruno and Kamala like to bully each other. They're besties but they like to tease

Bruno has a lot of leftover issues from Hydra that he's trying to unlearn. Thinks he has to earn things like food or downtime or medical care (thank you crescent and io comic). The others in the tower are helping him get over those habits

Chloe loves fashion. She can style just about anything and make it look nice

Bruno can't swim. Like genuinely if you throw him in deep water he's gonna sink

He also gets easily seasick. This guy doesn't mix well with water

Makoto and Kei stay in close contact after Kei moves away. Makoto's definitely the one Kei is closest to. They bond over not really getting to have normal childhoods

Adi collects snowglobes

If Shuri existed in this world. Which i pretend she does. She'd absolutely be besties with Chloe

I have thought extensively about how other marvel characters could be written into MFA actually. I've already talked about Harry i can absolutely go into detail on others at another time

Adi and Bruno bond over their shared issues. I think Adi's been one of Bruno's greatest supports into his healing journey, having dealt with similar problems himself

Bruno can't be in the hot sun for too long his body will absorb it and he will overheat

Adi still does a lot of trainings with Clint

I hc Adi being the oldest of the group so he feels responsible for them (even if he isn't really that much older)

I think Adi would have a pet snake. And Bruno would be fascinated by it

I like to imagine Bruno Carelli exists just because it's funny and both Brunos would hate each other

I think if Makoto and Peter got to interact more on screen they would've been best friends

While Makoto was time traveling, the rest of the main four were getting up to bullshit in the Sanctum. I know, they told me themselves

I think the kids still like to visit Carol's daycare and help out every now and then

Bruno would HATE Wade

Chloe and Makoto get into cosplay. They then drag Bruno and Adi into cosplay

Im all out for tonight. May come back with more another time

#peg speaks #marvel future avengers

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ao3feed-drstrange · 8 months ago

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Dear Cupid why do this to me?

by ThatOneB1Curious “No way, web-slinger." - When a high-tech weapon is stolen from one of Bruce Wayne's enterprises, the thief unleashes chaos by sending the Bat Family and the Justice League into a different universe-landing them in Queens, New York, but in a entirely different universe. Here, a young group of heroes, known as "Team Red" find them and send them the way to the Earth's mightiest heroes. Soon, With introductions made and a few days passed, an alliance forms: Tony Stark, Bruce Wayne, Bruce Banner, Tim Drake, Peter Parker, Harley Keener, and Ned Leeds combine their genius to create a device that might send the lost heroes back home. Meanwhile, Team Red has taken winter off from active hero work-despite Peter telling them that crime doesn't take a break because it's cold. As Spider-Man faces the city alone on patrol, the Bat Family steps in to help with the bigger crimes. NightWing, bored with nothing to do, helps the vigilance spider with even the smallest of things... - "Really? Web-slinger? That's the best insult you could come up with?” Words: 1444, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel (Comics) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Pepper Potts, James “Bucky” Barnes, Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Duke Thomas, Damian Wayne, Barbara Gordon, Cindy Moon, Wade Wilson, Harley Keener, Michelle Jones (Marvel), Ned Leeds, Green Lantern, Flash Thompson, Loki (Marvel), Diana (Wonder Woman), Superman, Bruce Banner, Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Dick Grayson, Oliver Queen, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Stephen Strange, T'Challa (Marvel), Vision (Marvel), Shuri (Marvel), Happy Hogan, Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Other Avengers, Friday (Marvel), Karen (Spider-Man: Homecoming) Relationships: Dick Grayson and Peter parker, Pepper Potts & Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner & Thor, Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov Additional Tags: Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Harley Keener & Peter Parker are Siblings, Dick Grayson Tries to Be a Good Older Sibling, Protective Dick Grayson, Good Parent Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating, dick Grayson X Peter Parker, Protective Batfamily (DCU), Bisexual Peter Parker, Gay Dick Grayson, Everyone Needs A Hug, Team Red (Marvel), Peter Parker & Flash Thompson Friendship, Flash Thompson Redemption via https://ift.tt/TroZFxD

#IFTTT #stephen strange #dr strange #marvel #sorcerer supreme #the avengers #ao3 #ao3feed

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kneecap-assassin · 2 years ago

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Hi, I'm looking for assistance finding a lost fanfiction. Any help would be appreciated while I remember the plot, I can't remember title and author. MCU Peter Parker.

- What if the other half dusted.

- Tony, May, Pepper dusted, Peter Orphaned again.

- Everyone in Tony's will was Dusted besides Harley Keener making Peter the sole Inheritor of SI.

- Peter basically kicks Fury out of the Compound

- Peter saves Wanda from Westview

- Nebula and Wanda become scary older sisters.

- Peter reveals he's spiderman

- Peter PROMISES to bring the dusted back and does so in 3 years.

- Fast tracks High School and College.

- Uses Stone particles and regrows them??

- Peter puts together the Next Gen Avengers (Harley, Shuri?, Kate, Yelena...)

- Completed Fic

- possibly AO3 or Fanfiction.net

Any help would be appreciated cause this is driving crazy not being able to find it!

#fanfiction #spiderman #tom holland #peter parker #peter survives the blip #post infinity war #lost fanfiction #find fanfic #ao3fic #mcu spiderman #tony stark #iron dad #irondad and spiderson

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kingofthe7sins · 11 months ago

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Oh I love Monarch Spider's colors! I had my own Spidersona back when that was popular Spider Spot, they where in a all white suit with a ink blot spider across their chest. Their webs where black and had the same portal opening powers as the Spot.

I never seen someone with a batman oc before love the vampiric vibes!

Got anything you want to share about them?

That's pretty cool actually! Fascinating even.

Well let's see...

For NightScream, he was Gotham's first Vigilante, under the name SilverMane, a cat themed Vigilante. He is Selina Kyle (Catwoman) Older Brother Sylas Kyle. Raised in the streets, Master thief at a young age. Became friends with Bruce Wayne after going to a Gala at Wayne Manor. Witnessed the murder of Bruce's parents and helped save Bruce and slow Joe Chill long enough for him to be arrested. When Bruce Leaves for his "training" Sylas is given control over Wayne Enterprises and is known as "the Silver son of Gotham" he establishes many projects that help clean up Gotham. Meanwhile he became the Vigilante SilverMane and had been operating for 12 years before Bruce return and Batman appeared. Their relationship as Vigilantes was similar to the one Batman has with Catwoman, but they eventually become full crime fighting duo.

As for Monarch, his name is Anansi. He was adopted by the Wakandan Royal family after he saved a young Shuri from some muggers. After proving his skills he was made the Royal Secret Keeper and later Advisor to King T'Challa, he knows all of Wakanda's secrets, even those the King or the council of Elders don't know about. "Control the Spider, control the Throne" is what Killmonger says about him. He would later travel to New York where he meets Peter and become close friends and a crime fighting Duo.

If you want to know more about them, just ask. Can't spill all the details in one go. 🤫

#oc #my ocs #marvel oc #marvel #dc comics #batman oc #spidersona #q&a questions #q&a

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the-official-young-avengers · 11 months ago

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What is it that you young Avengers...do? I'm rather curious...

The young Avengers do patrolling and will one day take over for the older Avengers once the time comes.

Peter will take over for tony.

I'll take over for my dad hawkeye.

Shuri has taken over the black panther mantle.

Etc.

-Roe

#young avengers #young avengers social media au #marvel #young avengers roleplay #young avengers rp #roe barton #mod roe

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braveclementine · 11 months ago

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Christmas Party

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Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs, which consist of Penny Fury, Elizabeth Nelson, Elijah Chan, Katya Venice, Violetta Moscow, Lan Le, Josh, Trang Tien, Ahni Jallow, Mai Ito, and Ghaida Kashual as well as other OCs that will come up throughout the story.

Penny put on the sparkly red dress that she was going to be wearing for the Christmas party that Tony was throwing tonight. It was a sponsored one for vets. Those who were in the army and those that were retired. Apparently there was going to be a live band as well, which was going to be pretty cool.

The Christmas dinner before the party had been fulfilling so Penny was feeling a little big in the dress. Or that could also be because she'd had the dress before she was pregnant with Steves' child and now the bump was making the dress a little tighter.

She smiled at her reflection though, put a loving hand on the small bump that was showing. She still wasn't sure if she wanted them to be a boy or a girl, but she knew that she was going to love them till her heart exploded.

She added small red bows to her hair and finished her makeup. One of the good things about being albino was that any bright colours made her stick out and shine. Except yellow. Yellow and white had never really looked that good on her.

She found Thor as she head over to the elevator. He was wearing a black suit, not unlike the one Steve had been wearing earlier. He looked extremely handsome. He had even trimmed his beard and his hair was short now. He looked very clean cut.

"You look handsome." Penny smiled, straightening his slightly crooked tie.

"You looked absolutely gorgeous my Queen." Thor praised her, leaning down and kissing her on the lips as the elevator doors opened. "After you love."

The two of them headed down to the floor where the party was being held on. It was in a ballroom that Penny had never seen before- she had never even been on this floor before.

It was huge though, looking like something straight out of a fairy tale. There was plenty of room to dance, while there was also a bar. There were also pool tables in the corner, which Steve and Bucky were already occupying with Sam, Clint, and Rhodey. Steve, Bucky, Sam, and Rhodey were all wearing their military uniforms and they all looked dashing.

Penny looked around, seeing Wanda, Pietro, Vision, Bruce, Natasha, and T'Challa talking on the couches.

Meanwhile, Katya, Violetta, Lan, Elijah, Ahni, Mai, Scott, and Hope were entertaining a large group of younger soldiers, both male and female. They were all laughing, sharing drinks.

The Asgardians were here as well, or most of them as Penny didn't see Heimdall. But Sif, Fandral, Volstagg, and Hogun were all laughing with Carol, Shuri, and Okoye. There was also a man standing there with a woman with green skin. Penny had never met them, but she knew they were Peter Quill and Gamora.

A younger group of superheroes were there was well. Riri, Kamala, Peter, and Kate. Mantis was with them as well, along with Rocket, MJ, and Ned. Her father was talking with a group of older soldiers.

Sharon was talking quietly in the corner with a young agent. Penny couldn't find Trang, Ghaida, Tony, Stephen, Loki, or Elizabeth.

Thor led her over to join the rest of the Asgardians, so she was also introduced officially to Peter and Gamora. They seemed really nice and her and Gamora started chatting very quickly about different battling tactics and why they preferred swords over guns and vice versa.

"Can I have your attention?" Tony's voice called out through the party. It fell mostly quiet and Penny looked over to see Tony standing there in a suit with a microphone in his hands.

"This announcement is going to be very short." Tony said with a smile. "First off, Merry Christmas! Second off, the band is going to start playing now. Feel free to dance and enjoy the rest of the party. Everything is on the house."

He put the microphone down and Penny continued to watch the stage as the conversation rose back up. She was wondering who was going to be singing. She supposed Tony could get just about any band up there.

To her surprise, there was no band. Elizabeth stepped onto the stage in a stunning blue dress, tinted with silver. She grabbed one of the microphones. All of the other Ohioans were on the stage as well. Lan was sitting behind the grand piano on the stage. Katya had a violin in her hands. Mai had a flute in her hands. Everyone else had microphones.

"They can sing?" Penny asked and Stephen- who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere- answered her.

"Yeah." He said, sipping his whiskey. "They're really good. Just wait till you hear Elijah and Elizabeth sing."

Elijah was the one to start singing first. The first song was 'It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas'. He had a deep voice as he sang, but the range seemed to go all the way from baritone to falsetto.

"Didn't know she could sing." Penny heard Bucky's disgruntled voice from behind her. She tilted her second to see Bucky with his arms crossed over his chest. Penny wondered if he was remembering what he had said earlier.

Sam didn't seem surprised, sipping his whiskey. "You would know if you came to the party last year."

"Why'd you miss it?" Penny asked.

"He hates parties." Sam explained. "He and Steve opted to going on a mission for Fury instead." Sam's voice turned to whiny teasing, "They left me all alone on Christmas!"

"Yeah right." Bucky scoffed, slinging his arm over Sam's shoulder. "You spent the night with Violetta and Clint. Alone my ass."

Elizabeth's voice suddenly broke through the air. It was soft, yet powerful somehow. Clear and beautiful like bells and birds. They had switched to another song without any of them even noticing. It wasn't a Christmas song, but rather a duet between her and Elijah.

Elizabeth: Just give me a reason, just a little bit's enough Just a second we're not broken just bent, and we can learn to love again It's in the stars, it's been written in the scars on our hearts We're not broken just bent, and we can learn to love again

They were practically dancing around each other as they sang, almost always keeping eye contact with each other. It was one of the first times Penny had seen them really interact like they were just soul mates.

Penny was also suddenly hit with the realization that she could only interact with her soulmates tonight. They were putting on a show in front of strangers. People who didn't know what they did behind closed doors at night. She would have to keep her guard up so she wasn't to friendly with Rhodey or Pietro or Violetta.

"Want to dance doll?" Steve asked, holding his hand out.

"Of course Stevie." Penny beamed, sliding her hand into his.

It was a slow song now. Only Elizabeth was singing with Josh quietly echoing after her when need be, with Lan playing the piano quietly in the background.

Elizabeth: Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee How great thou art (how great thou art) How great thou art (how great thou art) Then sings my soul, my Savior, God, to Thee How great thou art (how great thou art) How great thou art (great thou art)

"She has a beautiful voice." Penny said in awe. This song needed such a high voice too. She sounded like she was singing her heart out.

"Yeah." Steve agreed, pulling Penny closer, resting his head against hers.

Elizabeth: When through the woods, and forest glades I wander And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur And hear the brook, and feel the gentle breeze

"What made you come to the party tonight?" Penny teased as he spun her, before drawing her back into his arms.

"Oh I don't know." Steve started to grin. "Could have something to do with this really beautiful, white haired girl who happens to be my soulmate. It's going to be our first Christmas together so I thought I might try a party."

Penny giggled, leaning forwards so that she could kiss Steve. He hummed into the kiss, deepening it.

"Can I cut in?" Bucky's amused voice cut through.

Elizabeth: When Christ shall come, with shouts of acclamation And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart Then I shall bow, in humble adoration And then proclaim, "My God, how great Thou art

"Of course." Steve said, kissing Penny one more time before he let Bucky take over the dance.

"You're a wonderful dancer doll." Bucky complimented as he spun her around.

Penny beamed, "So are you buckaroo."

The two of them laughed as they danced across the floor. As the song came to an end, Penny was swept up almost immediately by Tony.

The dances seemed to go on forever, before her feet started to get tired in her heels.

She sat down on the couch, where most of everyone else had retired. Elijah was off the stage as well. In fact, only Elizabeth, Katya, Violetta, Ghaida, and Trang were on the stage right now. They were dressed identically now. Elizabeth wearing blue and she was the point of the triangle formation they had made. Violetta and Katya were on either side of her wearing green, with Ghaida and Trang on the outsides wearing red.

This song wasn't a Christmas song. In fact, Penny was pretty sure it was a new song.

Elizabeth: I can buy myself flowers Write my name in the sand Talk to myself for hours Say things you don't understand I can take myself dancing And I can hold my own hand Yeah, I can love me better than you can

Penny was pretty sure that Elizabeth even winked towards their direction. Penny glanced over and saw all the men suddenly looked murderous.

Violetta and Katya: Can love me better I can love me better, baby Can love me better I can love me better, baby

Trang and Ghaida: Paint my nails, cherry red Match the roses that you left No remorse, no regret I forgive every word you said

All of them: Ooh, I did not wanna leave you, baby I didn't wanna fight Started to cry but then remembered I

Elizabeth: I can buy myself flowers Write my name in the sand Talk to myself for hours, yeah Say things you don't understand I can take myself dancing, yeah I can hold my own hand Yeah, I can love me better than you can

As they sang, they also danced completely in sync. Clearly, this had been planned and practiced. Penny shook her head in amusement, listening to the men grumble under their breath.

"Well," Elijah said calmly, throwing back a drink. "My girl is totally paying for that later."

"Agreed." Tony, Rhodey, Bucky, Lan, and Clint all growled under their breath.

Then, every single one of the Ohioans were there. Elijah stood in the middle with Elizabeth on his right. Then there was Trang, Ghaida, Violetta, Katya, Ahni, Mai, Josh, and Lan were all on the stage as well. They were standing in a straight line as well.

Guitar music started up from Josh as he sat back in the corner playing it.

Trang: I've seen a hundred grand in cash.

Vi: I've took the trip to hell and back

Trang and Vi: I've been around, never saw nothing like you

Elijah: And I've seen lights up in the sky

Elizabeth: And I've seen ghosts alone at night

Trang, Vi, Elijah, Elizabeth: I've seen some things but they were nothing like you. Till I walk through walls Till I walk through walls" I wanna be with you Cause I'm me with you oh-oh

Elijah and Elizabeth: I've seen things I swear to God, that I still can't explain

Lan and Katya: I've been way too drunk and way too high, been dancin' in the rain

Ahni and Mai: I've seen butterflies and babies cry and still until this day

All of them: Ain't seen nothing' that's quite like you Till I'm a gho-o-ost, I'll give all my life to you And when I'm a gho-o-ost, I will always been your boo

Penny blushed as Violetta shot her a quick wink.

Katya: I've seen the country and far and wide

Elizabeth winked and sang: I meet my heroes all the time

Well, that line gained laughs from the crowd.

Katya and Elizabeth: I've been around, never saw nothing like you

Ghaida: And I've held diamonds in my hands

Mai: I've got a couple million fans

Elizabeth, Katya, Ghaida, and Mai: I've met some folks, but they were nothin' like you

All: Till I walk through walls Till I walk through walls I wanna be with you Cause I'm me with you, oh-oh

Lan and Elijah: I've seen things I swear to God, that I still can't believe

Elizabeth and Ghaida: I've seen shooting stars and crystal balls and magic in the breeze

Trang and Ahni: I've seen Paris, I've seen London, I have been weak in the knees

They were all dancing for the chorus. Penny wondered just how many times they practiced this so that they were all in complete sync with each other. They all looked flawless, even Ghaida who was usually awkward and Ahni who was bigger in size.

All: Ain't seen nothin' that's quite like you Till I'm a gho-o-ost, I'll give all my life to you And when I'm a gho-o-ost, I will always be your boo

Elijah: Till it burns down

Mai and Ahni: Till the world ends

Katya: Till it's all gone

Lan: Till my last breath

Violetta: Till I leave town

Ghaida: Till there's nothing left

Trang: Till I'm in the ground.

Elizabeth :Till I'm a gho-o-ost, I'll give all my life to you And when I'm a gho-o-ost, I will always be your boo

All: Till I'm a gho-o-ost, I'll give all my life to you And when I'm a gho-o-ost, I will always be your boo

The applause went on for that song for a long time.

The party eventually started to dwindle. Penny ended up between Clint and Thor and she was slowly falling asleep in between the two of them. She wasn't sure how they were still singing.

Then Elizabeth said, "If I could have your guys attention!"

The younger soldiers whistled and clapped for a moment at her, while the older soldiers gave her rapt attention.

Once again, it was just her on the stage. Lan was hidden in the shadows with the piano as the light was solely on her. Penny could also make a dark shadow that was Josh in the background as well.

"I just wanted to thank all of you for coming out tonight." Elizabeth smiled. "There is one last song I want to sing. It reminds me of two very specific soldiers and so I'm mostly singing it for them. But this song is for all of the soldiers out there. For all of you." She paused for a moment and then said, "For all of us."

Penny saw Bucky's hand go to the tags at his neck and she now knew what it was she had shared with him. Elizabeth must've been in the army at some point.

And then Elizabeth closed her eyes, and began to sing.

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Elizabeth could see where Steve and Bucky were sitting in the background. Bucky's hand was clutched tightly around his dog tags and Elizabeth felt a peace and calm envelope her.

It was a song that she had always wanted to sing to them. A song that she wanted to sing for them. To let them know that they were appreciated more than just words and posters and high school videos. That someone recognized their sacrifice that went with their actions.

She loved that Tony threw these for the vets. That he made sure to support them when they came home. So that there were no American soldiers that were left homeless or in need. Not when they gave so much for their country.

"Soldier keep on marching on." She breathed out, letting her nerves settle. The other songs were easy to sing. But this one. . . this one meant so much more.

Head down till the work is done. . . .

Waiting on the morning sun. . .

Soldier keep on marching on.

Elizabeth saw them staring at her, listening. She closed her eyes.

Head in the dust, feet in the fire. Labour on that midnight wire Listening for that angel choir. You got nowhere to run.

You wanna take a drink of that promised land. Gotta wipe the dirt off of your hands Careful son you got dreamers plans But it gets hard to stand

Dreamers plans when Steve tried to hard to join the army, even when he couldn't.

The beat hit Elizabeth right in the heart. Filling her the way that it did when she listened to it by herself.

Soldier keep on marching on Head down till the work is done Waiting on the morning sun Soldier keep on marching on

Quiet now , you're gonna wake the beast Hide your soul out of his reach Shiver to that broken beat Dark into the heat

Now this was her favorite part. Where she let the crowd take over, let the others take over the Oooh Oooh part. How the women in the crowd, the wives of the soldiers, the sisters and the mothers and the soulmates of the soldiers took it over, letting it sail through the air.

Bucky was crying into his hands and Steve's eyes were red rimmed. And they weren't the only ones. This song, it was deep and personal and meaningful. And as she reached the last part of the song, the last chorus before the song ended, she put every ounce of emotion that she had into the song.

Soldier keep on marching on

Her feet. Pounding against the ship of the Navy deck as she ran from the soldiers that heard her eavesdropping, finding they were HYDRA informants.

Head down till the work is done.

Steve, Bucky, Sam, Rhodey, none of them quit. Neither did she. Not until the job was done. Even if they went down with the ship.

Waiting on the morning sun

Elijah. . . her sun.

Soldier keep on marching on

She found she was crying.

Soldier keep on marching ON

Soldier keep on marching on.

She breathed heavily, tears staining her cheeks. The soldiers were clapping and cheering and it felt so far away. The crowd started to disperse, and it wasn't until Elijah's soft hand touched her cheek gently that she finally came back to reality.

He stared at her in an analyzing way. Like he was reading her soul and then he smiled gently. "You did wonderfully sweetheart. I'm so proud of you." He kissed her on the lips and whispered softly. "Penny is with Thor and Clint tonight. Go be with the soldiers tonight."

Elizabeth tilted her head, capturing Elijah's lips . "I love you Elijah."

"I love you too Milady." He whispered, tucking her hair behind her ear and the two of them walked off the stage towards the soldiers.

She didn't even get a word in before Bucky pulled her into his lap and kissed her passionately, tangling his metal hand in her hair, his teeth digging into her bottom lip. "It was a beautiful song." Bucky whispered as he finally let the two of them breathe for air.

Elizabeth smiled, settling on his lap and nudging against him.

"You three want to take her to bed?" Elijah asked, smiling.

Steve looked over at him. "How about you join us too?"

Elijah looked a little surprised and then smiled again, "Yeah. That sounds good. You want that Milady?"

Elizabeth nodded happily, getting off Bucky's lap and bouncing on the balls of her feet. She had kicked her heels off at some point out of discomfort. "I would love that."

Steve wrapped an arm around her shoulder and the five of them left the party, completely unaware of the photo that had just been snapped of Frozaline kissing the Winter Soldier in front of all of their soulmates.

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