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Hey did you know there's a sequel to 2007 movie Enchanted (Amy Adams, Patrick Dempsey, James Marsden, etc.)? It came out in 2022 on Disney+. I didn't know about it at all! Have you seen it??

I don't remember how I found out about it, but yes. I discovered the film in January! It sucks it went to Disney+ instead of theaters, but, to be honest, as much as I loved seeing the main cast (minus the actress who played Morgan because she didn't reprise her role) reunite, I was a bit disappointed in it. Here comes an essay... 🙂 In bullet point format.

It was not as charming, funny, magical, endearing, and cute like the first film.

*Did the director and any of the screenplay writers even (re)watch Enchanted? So many details (some of which were important) were left out!*

Edward was still Edward, but he was way more (comically) conceited and naïve in the first film.

Where was Nathaniel? I was actually curious to know what he was up to. Not even a single mention about him.

"Congratulations on the increasing size of your progeny." // "Hogwashery." -King Edward

The storyline wasn't terrible, but it wasn't good either.

There was not enough Queen Nancy and Edward.

Why did Nancy decide to leave New York for Andalasia, a fictional place, anyways? What about Nancy Tremaine Studios? I have so many questions.

Nancy lost everything I loved about her in the first film. She wasn't hot. She felt like the female version of Edward, and I mean that in a bad way.

The writers could have done so many things with Morgan in terms of making her an interesting character, but they did nothing. No character growth whatsoever. Give the girl something to be passionate about or a hobby! Art, sports, F A S H I O N..., writing poems, etc. No goals or dreams either. I know Robert said she was shy and not good at making friends, but there was a lot of potential to change that for Morgan. People (can) change overtime - personality, taste in fashion, hobbies, etc.!

*no offense to the actress, but she did not look like a sophomore in high school. I know casting 20-something year-olds for teenagers is nothing new, but she did not pass off as a 16-year-old.*

The songs were not memorable. To be honest, I muted most of them. 😳

*In Enchanted, it was "True Love's Kiss", “That’s How You Know”, and "Ever Ever After" (Idina was originally supposed to sing this and I will forever be mad about that)*

I feel that if this was released in theaters then there would've been more hype around the film and the songs would have got more attention.

Going back to Morgan, I know moving to a new school and town can be daunting, but the writers really did her personality dirty. They just ran with the teenager-hates-her-life-and-has-no-friends storyline and called it a day. Ha.. as if we haven’t seen that one before. You would especially think she'd be a little more lively after being around Giselle for more than five years.

What even made Morgan and Giselle grow apart?

This sequel was really giving low budget.

Good on Giselle and Robert for having a newborn, but I just wasn’t sold. I’m not sure how else to explain that.

The writers tried to sell us with a stepmother/stepdaughter storyline of some sort, but it did not work out for me. The storyline was weak and unclear. There was no emotion either.

Regarding the previous bullet point, there was so much potential to break the all-stepmothers-are-evil stereotype in Disney films, but it wasn’t seized. (Refer to this scene)

*Seriously... did ANYone (re)watch Enchanted????*

I wish we actually got to see Giselle act like a (step)mother towards Morgan. I'm not sure how that would've been handled.

Another character who didn't have good development was Giselle. I love that she always tries to be optimistic and has a bubbly personality, and I'm happy that she is still like that 10 years later; however, I wish we got to see New York's impact on her. In other words, it affected her personality and maybe even the way she talks. She's been living in "the real world" since 2007, so I imagine most all of the fairytale quirks would've been gone by 2022. Also, side note: 10 years later and she still doesn't know what sarcasm is?

*If the first movie canonically took place in 2007, then the sequel takes place in 2017. I feel this is important to note.*

With the countless technological advances between 2007-2017, I am stunned social media (Instagram if anything) was not mentioned! Not that it needed to be, but I'm just surprised.

Morgan tells Giselle out of anger that she is not her mother but instead just her stepmother, and so, as you can guess, this upsets Giselle and that's when things go downhill. The day before, Nancy and Edward give the one-year-old a magic wand. After the argument, Giselle breaks out into song and then wishes for a fairytale life, thus turning the suburbs of New York into a medieval fairytale.

*this is when New York could have become 2007!2D animated! Can you imagine how neat that would have been?? Everyone in that town would have been freaking out! 🤣*

Gifting a one-year-old a magic wand for her birthday present, really? That’s just so irresponsible and not smart. Come on now, Nancy, you're smarter than that.

I genuinely think that Edward’s cluelessness rubbed off on Nancy, and I find that concerning.

We really could have seen Giselle step up as a parental figure by expressing her anger to Morgan for going to New York by herself. (Remember that scene from Enchanted where Giselle expresses her anger for the first time?) #charactergrowth But did we see that? Nope. Robert carried that scene. The anger could have been acted out better by both Patrick and whatever the actress’s name is that played Morgan, though. They were way too chill. Well.. the actress that played Morgan was at least. It only got intense when Robert slightly raised his voice at Morgan.

What happened to Andalasia Fashions (1:29-1:50)?

I just like the idea of Giselle and Nancy bonding over their love for fashion and making clothes. It would have been a great ice breaker that leads into a friendship. BUT... seeing how the sequel played out, it sounds like Andalasia Fashions and Nancy Tremaine Studios are nonexistent. ☹️

Pip was adorable in the 2007 film! He couldn't talk in the "real world" because, realistically, animals don't talk, but in the sequel he can all of a sudden talk in the "real world".

The animation. What the hell was that? Why was it different from the 2007 animation? The 2007 animation was pretty.

@ the animators, Nancy has dark green eyes, not light blue. Ugh, the disrespect.

Spoiler Alert: Due to the wish, Andalasia will disappear (all of the magic get sucked out of Andalasia in order to turn the real world into a fairytale), which starts happening towards the end of the film. Edward stays back while Nancy goes to New York to help Giselle, and everyone sees through a waterfall Andalasia disappearing. The point is that we really could have seen Nancy screaming, crying, and panicking over the fact that her husband was going to “die”, thus giving Idina a chance to show off her ability to convey emotion through acting. Did we see that? Hahaha, NOOOO. Whoever told her to react the way Nancy reacted deserves to be slapped. Because.. what the hell was that kind of reaction? 😐

I like Maya Rudolph, but I wasn't here for her character's villain ...role... post-wish.

Memories are apparently the most powerful thing, not true love's first kiss. That being said, the whole subplot about Morgan revisiting her memories at some tree while Nancy was singing "Love Power" made no sense at all and did nothing to help carry the storyline (whatever that was).

Morgan and Tyson's storyline (or whatever you want to call it) was not cute. It was painfully forced and severely lacked emotion, and so predictable. I actually rolled my eyes once I immediately caught onto what was going on.

This sequel was a mess. I liked the new cast members, but I felt indifferent towards their characters. I was happy to see the main four reunite, but that's about it. I honestly can't point out anything good. Enchanted holds a special place in my heart. I love how ambitious and unique it was! A soon-to-be (Disney) princess was going to get married in the 2D fairytale word but got pushed down a well the day of her wedding before the ceremony by her soon-to-be-husband's stepmother disguised as an old hag that sent her to New York, which then became live action. That was so clever! My mind was blown when I saw it in theaters. Robert was witty and realistic, which is nothing new for a Disney character, but that type of character is a hit or miss. Thankfully, though, he was a hit. Also, it was 2007, and that character trope was not yet frowned upon. Patrick really sold the character and the lines! Not my 13-year-old self crushing on a 40-year-old. Luckily, he had Grey’s Anatomy airing at the time, so he was the perfect choice.

Now, everyone, let's not forget who portrayed his badass, intelligent, strong-willed, hot, don't-fuck-with-me fashion designer girlfriend that owned her own business...

This was a LOOK™. 😍🫠

I like love 2007!Nancy better, and I would die for her.

#ask #answered #2024 #pop culture #disney #disenchanted #if you don't know who played nancy then go fu--#enchanted #patrick dempsey #james marsden #amy adams #i ain't tagging who played nancy

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survey--s · 2 years

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412.

Are you obsessive over Edward Cullen? Ha, no, but I do remember being obsessed with the trailer for the first Twilight movie for some bizarre reason.

Ever written that you were going to end your life? Yes. I was passively suicidal for a huge portion of my late teens/early twenties.

If you had one wish, what would it be? An unlimited supply of money so I never need to worry about it again.

Name one of your second cousins. Xavier.

Diamonds or rubies? Rubies.

Would you date someone 8 years older than you? Yeah. Eight is probably at the upper limit of what I’d date, though. Can you take a bra off with one hand? Yes.

How old is the last person you texted? He’s 38.

Who was the last person you fell asleep with? Mike. Unless you want to count the dog, hahah.

Have you ever punched a hole in the wall? Nope. I have been sorely tempted to punch a wall before though. If you were in the hospital on life support, would the last person you hugged visit you? Absolutely.

Have you ever fallen asleep in school? Yeah, but I did go to boarding school which is probably not what you meant.

What kind of car does your most recent ex drive? I don’t think he drives. He had issues with his knee that meant he couldn’t control pedals safely when we were together and I doubt they’ve improved.

Have you ever dated someone you met online? Yes. We’re now married.

Do you wish you were taller or shorter? Neither, I’m happy enough with my height.

What financial class are you? I was born middle class, but I’d say we’re working class now.

What poster is hanging closest to you? There are no posters in our house.

Are you more comfortable with men or women? Women, for the most part, but it does depend on the person. How much older than you have you dated? Eleven years.

Do you have a pet cat? I have three cats.

Who did you last shoot a dirty look at? The dog lol.

Is there somebody in your life that you could not survive without? No. I mean, I’d be devastated to lose them, but life would still carry on.

What do you currently hear right now? Some Australian police programme, and Mike coming downstairs.

How do you feel about school? I never really enjoyed school - it wasn’t set up for people with neuro-diversities.

Does the person you last kissed still like you? Yes.

When was the last time you used a pay phone and who were you calling? I haven’t used one for years now - it was probably my mum or something.

How many rings do you wear, if any? Just two.

Grilled cheese or peanut butter & jelly? Grilled cheese.

Have you ever jumped in a pool with your clothes on? Yeah, we had to do that for swimming classes in school - part of doing life-saving skills or something. I hated it lol.

Do you prefer being called your actual name or a nickname? My nickname. Most people don’t even know what my actual name is.

Future tattoos? I have no plans for any more tattoos - not in the immediate future, anyway.

Name of your first relationship? His name was James.

Do you like scary movies? No. They don’t scare me, I just don’t get the appeal of them.

Do you think your last ex deserves to die? No.

Have you ever wanted to believe in something, but couldn’t? Yeah.

What was the last animal/pet that you met? Beside my own, that would be a random spaniel that approached me yesterday and tried to mug me for treats, hahah.

What’s the last thing you promised yourself? To get an early night.

Have you ever written a review for a product you bought online? Sure, I do it for independent businesses as I know much reviews can mean to places like that.

What was the last board game you played? Monopoly.

Would you ever marry someone who was lower class? I did, lol.

Is there a guy you wish you hadn’t let slip away? Nope. Have you ever written to an advice columnist? No.

Who is a singer that has given you chills? Leonard Cohen.

What act would you perform in a talent show? Uhh, dog training, maybe?

What area are you the most gifted in, do you think? Definitely animals - I suppose working with them and their general behaviour.

What is your state’s bird (if you live in the US)? I live in the UK.

What did you go to college for? Modern European Studies, which turned out to be a massive waste of time.

Tell me about someone that you know dislikes you. What do you think is about you they don’t like? They didn’t like being told what to do by a woman who was younger than them. SO many men have issues with female management, it’s ridiculous.

Tell me about something you’re afraid of. Why does it frighten you? Dementia and Alzheimers - because I can’t think of anything worse than losing all your memory and your basic cognitive functions.

Does the last person you kissed live within walking distance? We live together.

Do you think the last person you kissed has ever lied to you? I’m sure. I don’t believe people when they say they’ve never told a lie.

Is there a certain song that never seems to get old, no matter how many times you hear it? Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.

Do you think the last person you kissed is capable of breaking your heart? Sure.

Do you want to have any children? If so, how many? NOPE. I like my freedom and my independence and my money LOL.

How many piercings have you had in your life? Overall, well over twenty. I currently have ten.

Do you have a problem with bisexual, gay, or bicurious people? Of course not.

Are you a good babysitter? I am, but I don’t particularly enjoy it.

Is anyone overprotective of you? My dad used to be.

Who was the last person you kissed? Mike.

Have you ever made a boyfriend or girlfriend cry? Yes. What colors would you like to have at your wedding? I wore white and purple, Mike wore grey and purple.

The person you like comes up and kisses you, what would you do? Kiss him back. Ever known anyone who could “see right through” you? Yes.

Have you ever broken a couple up? No.

When was the last time you changed in front of someone? This morning.

What’s something you think should be legalized? I can’t really think of anything that’s not already legal in the UK. Who usually takes out the trash in your family? Mike does, as I have a bad back and can’t manage it very easily. Have you ever experienced a friend or partner that was jealous of you spending time with other people? How did you handle the situation? Yeah. We broke up.

How old do you think is too old to sleep with a stuffed animal? You’re never too old. I’m 34 and sleep with my stuffed bear every night. Are either of your parents retired yet? If not, what do they do? They’re both retired and have been for years now. Do you know anyone named Matt? Not anymore, but I went to school with a few people named Matt.

When did you/do you want to move out of your parents house? I moved out for the final time at 28.

Are there any books that you’ve been meaning to read? There’s a huge pile of them but I honestly don’t really have much enthusiasm for reading these days.

Have you slept over at a member of the opposite sex’s house in their bed? Sure.

Who has/had the most mature romantic relationship you’ve seen with your own eyes? My parents.

When was the last time you got something for free (legally)? What was it & have you enjoyed it so far? Last week - it was just dog food and I mean, my bank balance enjoyed it lol.

What is the one fruit you can’t stand to eat? How about vegetable? Bananas, spinach. Is your last ex still someone you care about? I don’t care for him especially, but I don’t wish any ill on him either.

Biggest annoyance in your life right now? The freezing cold weather and having to de-ice my car every morning.

When did you last eat pizza? Last week.

Is there a girl you absolutely can not stand? No.

Name the person that has honestly hurt you the most in life? Myself, most likely.

#survey #surveys

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twilight-good-yall-dumb · 2 years

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Ok so you have a lovely post about how you wish Edward could say fuck when he’s saving Bella from the van.

All of the movies are rated PG-13 and are allowed one f-bomb each.

What points and which characters in each of the movies would you like them to say fuck?

I’m curious

You ask the best questions bahaha. That is one of my favorite posts, because people's reactions are so entertaining, and also because it's such a juxtaposition to one of my other recent popular posts, which is all sincere and sweet. I just love the complete 180.

Anyway, yes you bring up an excellent point. I think this may have been discussed before at some point, but I can't recall the exact post (if anyone can, link it in the comments and I'll add it). However, I can't remember what the consensus was, so I'll have to make up my own mind lol.

First movie, obviously the van scene. Not only is it implied in midnight sun, but it would also be very sexy(I see y'all's tags, don't try and disagree now). Also, I think it would be sort of hilarious because it's like the last thing you expect to come from Mr. always polite and gentlemanly Cullen. Like the man is struggling to keep Bella from being crushed and the little frustrated curse under his breath would be *chefs kiss* If we were allowed a second f-bomb, the scene in the car after the confrontation with James would be quite ideal as well. Edward does admit in MS that he's whispering a ton of profanities under his breath sooo...

In New Moon, I'd like to hear it from Bella. I mean, there's a million opportunities for her to just scream the word considering her mental state. However, it could also be funny to include in one of her many perilous scenarios throughout the book. When she realizes her bluff against Laurent isn't working and she's about to die, when she jumps in the water and realizes the waves are too strong, when she's running through Volterra to save Edward. The last of those would be quite thematically powerful, though. Considering the reversal of roles, the frustration Bella feels at racing against time while Edward prepares to expose himself. Kinda the same vibes as the car crash.

In Eclipse, I feel like there's no perfect moment for any of the main three to say it. However, I would very much like to hear it from Emmett, so perhaps I will offer him the F-bomb. It would be very funny to hear a little "for fuck's sake" during the training scene or newborn battle of something of that sort. Or just a "fuck them" in regards to the army and/or volturi. It just seems very on brand for Emmett and he deserves to say it at least once. (plus, I think we deserve a frustrated Esme moment. "EMMETT, LANGAUGE!")

I'm sorry to say it guys, but can I really choose another scene for Breaking Dawn? The first sex scene. From either Bella or Edward. Perhaps both. Perhaps at the same time. Idk. No, I will not be taking criticism.

If we're talking Part one and Part two, I think the Volturi "battle" would only make sense, right? I mean, even without the fake-out fight scene, there are still a lot of good options. I'm not sure from who, but an instinctual part of me wants it to be Garrett. When they first see how many witnesses they've brought along, when they execute Irina, etc. There are many good options. Also the little camp-out storytelling moment could also be a good option for a little cursing, methinks.

#thank you for this #I had a lot of fun with this hehe #Twilight #asks #edward cullen #bella swan

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geshertzarmeod · 4 years

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red white & royal blue characters as jeremy jordan performances on youtube (karaoke AU?)

Alex Claremont-Diaz:

“It’s All Coming Back To Me Now” 54 Below (Jan. 2015)

This is the reason I made this post in the first place. Honestly this is my favorite YouTube video and it’s an emotional rollercoaster and you just know Alex would have this energy, would enjoy teasing his audience, would play into every single piece of tension possible, would live for the attention. The drama!!!! Henry's sweating. Alex can tell. Nora, Bea and Pez are singing backup, and Alex does the flirty eye contact thing at the end with Nora, Bea, and lastly Henry, who blushes up to his ears and barely controls himself from surging forward and kissing Alex.

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Henry George Edward James Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor:

“Total Eclipse of the Heart” 54 Below (May 2015)

Nora and Bea sing backup (turn around bright eyes) and Henry loses himself in the performance bit by bit. He feels it he is emoting he is letting go. And the audience lives for it, just like Don’t Stop Me Now. Alex is transfixed, captivated. The occasional drunk stumble... doesn’t change that, it’s even more endearing. And because Jeremy Jordan isn’t a homophobic coward like Michael Bublé, he kept the extended version lyrics of:

Every now and then I know you'll always be the only boy who wanted me the way that I am Every now and then I know there's no one in the universe as magical and wonderous as you Every now and then I know there's nothing any better and there's nothing that I just wouldn't do

And Henry... Henry means every word.

I really need you tonight Forever’s gonna start tonight

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Percy “Pez” Okonjo:

“Don’t Speak” 54 Below (May 2018)

The drama. The amount of playing with the audience that happens in this video holy shit. Pez lives for it. He keeps glancing at June at his most dramatic moments, when the audience goes silent at the edge of their seats waiting for him to continue. At around 2:30, the, “who are we?” is absolutely to Henry, who is maybe air-playing piano. Nora is up and dancing... for some reason I feel like she’s doing body rolls at him as they wink at each other and look at June. At 4:30, “Stop fucking playing,” and then falsetto.... this song is Pez 100%.

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June Claremont-Diaz:

“She Used To Be Mine” MCC Theater MisCast Gala (March 2018)

June knows how to have fun, but I also feel like she’d be one to go for a karaoke song with emotional depth like this, for a little catharsis, a safe way to let out a bit of the pent up feelings of frustration, anger, resentment, regret, wishfulness, she has about her situation, about what her family’s position means for her life and her career and her relationships, about what she used to dream for and how she has to adapt it now. She gets to let a little of it out, and have it be seen, and almost recognized, almost understood. This is another one where she’s just singing at first but by the end, she’s there. She’s in it. Bea is screaming louder than anyone else, because she feels it too. Nora kisses her cheek after. (also I feel like June’s a Waitress fan anyway, so she knows the song well)

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Alex, Nora, and Pez (or alternatively, Pez Bea and June):

“Under Pressure” with Andy Mientus and Krysta Rodriguez 54 Below (March 2015)

The vibes are just immaculate. The cues Andy keeps missing and how Krysta and Jeremy are giving their all while he’s just having a great time. It’s either Alex = Andy, Nora = Krysta, Pez = Jeremy, OR June = Andy, Bea = Krysta, and Pez = Jeremy. With maybe an added falsetto from Pez.

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Beatrice “Bea” Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor:

“High and Dry” 54 Below (March 2015)

Unfortunately, I didn’t really find a performance that felt right for Bea. I think she could have done Total Eclipse, possibly? But that felt like a good one for Henry, especially considering Don’t Stop Me Now. Anyway. Maybe she’d sing this? She, like June, could use a good old cathartic sing of a darker song.

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Nora Holleran:

“Semi-Charmed Life” Elsie Fest (Oct. 2017)

As I said for Bea, I couldn’t find a perfect song for Nora where it felt like the way she would perform it, and also a song she would actually pick. But it’s like, halfway there on both! I can see her choosing this, and see her performing it in a similar way to him - with confidence, and not doing as much face acting as other More Dramatic Performances I’ve included so far. She just rocks it!!!

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Bonus:

Liam, having his gay awakening four(?) years before Alex:

“I’ve Told You Now” 54 Below (April 2015)

Henry and Alex’s wedding song:

“At Last” Elsie Fest (Oct. 2017)

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damnsel-in-stress · 4 years

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It’s The End Of The World Every Day Of The Week

Commision by the lovely @welovetonystark

Prompt: If you love me, why did you leave me? Ship: WinterIron Inspired by “Refrão de Bolero” by Engenheiros do Hawaii Tags: Angst With A Happy Ending; Pining James Buchanan Barnes; Slightly Not Steve Friendly (very slightly); Mutual Pining; Pre-Relationship

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It ends when James—not Bucky, not the Asset— decides that Tony is too much.

That James is too little.

Too little in comparison to the brilliant star that is Anthony Edward Stark. Tony is the Future, Tony is big and all encompassing, Tony is kind, Tony is generous, Tony is clever, Tony is funny, Tony is fierce, Tony is stubborn, Tony is loving and resplendent.

Tony is everything James can’t have.

James shouldn’t want Tony. He doesn’t deserve everything that Tony is. He should just content himself in a tentative friendship, it should be more than enough for him, a brainwashed assassin, the Fist of Hydra, the Winter Soldier, Howard and Maria Stark’s murderer.

His hands, hands that once held his family close and helped his friends, tarnished by blood he’ll never be able to clean off—and he tries, sometimes until his flesh one is raw and red—, are not worthy of touching Tony, not the hands that orphaned the genius. His arms, muscles gained through numerous fights from Before and After, are not good enough to hold Tony. His lips, once sweet on the ladies and few fellas he’d charm as Bucky, now are too bitter and poisonous to kiss Tony. James is a being made of winter, sculpted with ice and steel.

James is not a man worthy of Tony Stark.

He had been, once. Bucky had been a man worthy of Tony Stark. Good heart, loyal, pure. Untouched by the worst the world can provide, dreaming of ending that stupid war and going back to his family, maybe settling down and living his life peacefully in some job that involved mechanics, with a house that looked much like the others in a neighborhood that looked much like the others. James knows all that from what people around him—mostly Steve—had told him, and his own faded memories.

But he is not Bucky Barnes. He has his face, his voice, his body, some of his memories, but he is not him, much to Steve’s disappointment, who still holds the hope that James will suddenly snap back into being the guy he knew over seventy years ago.

Steve tried so hard to get at least one of the people he loved, clinging to the past so fiercely, he never stopped to think that the man he would find might not be the one he knew. And while he tries his best to be there for his friend, it’s clear who Steve really wants. It made James immensely uncomfortable in the beginning, when he barely was a person, to have someone look at him with so many expectations that he simply could not meet. Now it mostly just annoys him, but he appreciates that the blonde is trying.

“I don’t know if I feel bitter or vindicated.” Tony had commented when James brought it up. “Rogers turned his back to the world to get Bucky, but Bucky is not who he gets. Poetic.”

“You don’t.” James had answered, fiddling with the ball he had been using to play with Dum-E. “Expect me to be Bucky, that is.”

“I know a thing or two about being kidnapped and tortured. I of all people should know you can’t leave a situation like that without something changing.” Tony smiled at him, a broken thing that pulled on James’ heartstrings. “I just figured you’d have it worse. ’Sides, I like you just fine.”

Tony had then cracked a joke that flew over James’ head because he had been too distracted playing that last sentence on repeat.

Tony then proceeded to crack the walls of cold around the super soldier’s heart and make himself a home there, one smile and nickname at a time. Big things that mean a lot and little things that mean much more, that’s the language of Tony’s love, and the former assassin couldn’t help but learn it. Hydra had made sure the Soldier would always learn any language needed for missions, and Hydra would have combusted if it knew its ex-weapon used that skill to get closer to their most dangerous enemy.

It is hard not to fall for Anthony Edward Stark, and that’s exactly what James Buchanan Barnes does.

Exactly what he shouldn’t do.

It ends when he finally remembers that. When the true nature of his feelings appears to haunt and taunt him.

It ends, he runs away from it. ------------------------- It’s hard.

It’s hard to stay away.

Because if Howard ever taught him something—in between the alcohol fueled beatings and the rage fueled insults—is that if you want something, you go get it. That if you want something, you go get it because no one will get it for you. No, at most they will give you a broken version of what you asked. Most likely, they will take it for themselves or simply not get it.

But James is not an it.

James is very much a man. One Tony helped into freedom, a freedom Tony will never take away. One Tony will never lift a finger to harm.

So he keeps quiet when James reels back in the middle of their conversation. He accepts when James avoids his presence. He keeps his distance when there’s no way James can avoid him.

The genius knows that eventually he will end alone, that everyone will leave, it’s only a matter of time—another of Howard’s teachings that the Universe delighted in proving useful—and James is not different. James has all the reasons to go away.

So Tony stays away.

Lets go.

He does like to see things through the end, anyways. ------------------------- James is near the end of his rope.

No matter where one may go in this world, you can’t simply escape Tony Stark. The genius is everywhere. So it really doesn’t surprise James that he sees the man even in a remote town in some cold country.

Doesn’t make it less painful, though.

He had thought, had foolishly hoped, that putting on the full Winter Soldier gear would bring enough of a bitter taste in his mouth for him to finally let go of his affections. He is now once again the Winter Soldier, full on “murder strut”, deadly precision and cutting silence. It certainly works for Steve, who glares at the mask covering half of his friend’s face like it created arms and stuffed an entire lemon in his mouth.

But it doesn’t work for James. The mask, the gear, his gear, is more of a statement than anything, an act of making something that was once Hydra’s now James’. The Winter Soldier isn’t Hydra’s anymore, he belongs only to himself. All thanks to a certain fierce genius, who ensured James would forever be his own person. Tony made the gear, Tony made the mask, Tony offered James the title of Winter Soldier, and he had accepted it with pride and vindication running inside his veins. Had preened under the mechanic's appraising eyes, blushed under the mechanic’s gentle touches to “assure everything is in place” and smiled at the sweet warmth of the mechanic’s velvety voice.

The Winter Soldier is now a good memory of Tony Stark.

James wants to go back so much. Go back to the engineer, to his engineer, and their days in the workshop, their nights at the rooftop, the random mornings of breakfast cooked together, the rare conversations in vulnerable times. The big gestures—like the arm and the gear—and the small gestures—the softness of the mask’s inside and the hidden blade in the arm’s wrist. The warmth only Tony has, the warmth of a patch of sunshine, the warmth of a kind heart.

He yearns and craves and there is something coiled around his lungs and heart. Something glacial that squeezes a little more every minute he spends just outside Tony’s reach. It squeezes and squeezes and squeezes, a bit more painful each time, a bit more bitter each minute, a bit more cold each squeeze.

He can feel it as he sees Tony’s face appear in one of the TVs being sold nearby, Steve’s voice barely registering inside his mind. Too occupied drinking in the image of the man he adores, the man he loves, sitting all handsome in front of a giant public with his three piece suit and intelligent eyes.

Each word out of his mouth is the start and end of James’ world. ------------------------- It is curious, for sure, how much people overestimate the feeling of having someone kneeling at your feet.

Or, perhaps, it depends on who’s kneeling.

James Buchanan Barnes doesn’t look good on the floor. Well, he does, all that power and strength willingly restrained, obediently kneeling in front of Tony would, in any other situation, give Tony a rush of desire running down his spine, taking away his breath and reduced him to a needy beast.

Now it fills him with sour dread.

“Don’t get me wrong, Barnacles, this is very tempting, but can I ask why?”

Why are you here? He doesn’t say, be he feels each of those questions engrave themselves in his heart. Why are you kneeling in the middle of the workshop looking like a hot mess? Why did you come back? What do you want? What are you trying to accomplish?

And ultimately.

“I love you.”

“Why did you leave?”

James takes a sharp breath, and Tony feels his hands tremble in his jeans’ pockets, where he hid them once Friday alerted him of the soldier’s visit.

He knows why, he has always known why. Howard taught him, Stone taught him, Stane taught him, Natashalie taught him, Rogers taught him. Tony Stark is simply too much of a nothing for anyone to stay. Eventually, people get what they want, what they need, and they leave, because Tony isn’t it. Only a matter of time. He can count in one hand how many went against that expectation.

“If you love me, why did you leave?”

“I don’t deserve you.”

This time, the mechanic is the one to take a sharp breath.

“You’re more, so much more than I should ever wish for. But I love you, I want you, I need you. I shouldn’t, you can have so much better, so much more than me, Tony, but I can’t stay away, I can’t leave, I can’t.”

James looks up at him for the first time since he entered the workshop, and the mechanic sways where he stands with the force of the feelings the former assassin carries in his eyes. Icy blue filled with adoration, need, love, everything the brunet had long accepted would never be directed at him.

“Please, Tony. I’m not much, but I can be yours. I am yours.”

Silence reigns for a few minutes as thoughts run inside Tony’s head. James can probably hear the gears working in his head. There is a man kneeling in the middle of the room and confessing to him. James is kneeling in the middle of the room and confessing to Tony. Asking for a chance. Saying that he’s too little for Tony. The engineer feels like laughing at the irony. And crying, definitely feels like crying, because he can tell it’s not a lie.

He is loved.

“Get off the floor, Ice Scream, looking at you is hurting my knees.”

He says, extending his arms, inviting this new beginning.

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No Country For Heroes - Becoming a Superhero (final)

Plot: the GCPD turns Jim in, in turn for Oswald’s protection who takes the opportunity to bend the detective to his will. (TW for torture, mind control, dub con). Originally written for the prompt ‘beg’ by @justsimplymeagain. Special thx to @whomerlockwood. I sincerely hope the last chapter meets your expectations!

Read the entire fic on Ao3.

Chapter 12 - Being a Superhero:

It turns out, Oswald has indeed never lied. Not to Jim that is. All he did was load an already existent gun and wait for it to go off.

Jim Gordon walks the streets of Gotham once more now that he’s been set free, leaving a trail of blood in his wake. He started off with Jeremia, the clown who set their beloved city on fire, and in turn, Jim sets him on fire, burns him to cinder until no magic pit will ever be able to bring this plague that the man was back to Gotham.

It’s liberating, Jim thinks, extinguishing what has been tormenting them all without the usual guilt, without consequences, without any fallout, without any paperwork to follow. This time no fear-stricken jury will for him allow to walk free, no corrupt judge will twist the truth.

To the world, Jim is gone, disappeared like an especially annoying mosquito that has finally flown into the light.

Jim knows he isn’t missed, not by Gotham’s citizens who had been as quick to condemn him as to declare him their hero. He’s certainly not missed by the GCPD who had regarded him as a nuisance on good days, and as a threat on bad days. The only person mourning him is Harvey, yet even he can’t muster up the courage of asking too many, too uncomfortable questions. As loyal as Harvey was to him in life, he’s also interested in saving his own skin. Maybe he simply believes the Penguin. He isn’t dead after all - just very different.

With his face hidden and his body enshrouded in layers of protective gear, it’s easy to make his way around the city unnoticed, to stalk on his prey. Once more Gotham celebrates a hero when rumors arise about the horrible demise of the next rogue. And then another.

Oswald had been honest. He never interferes in Jim’s quest. Whoever he deems worthy of his death, is free for the taking - ally to the Penguin or not. Maybe he doesn't care, with the Penguin, today's ally will always be tomorrow's enemy, anyway.

When the news reports another mobster being found on the shores of Gotham’s river, Oswald merely shrugs his shoulders as he tends to his knight’s wounds. Jim shudders when Oswald wraps the bandages around his bruised arms, utter devotion writ clear on his face, adoration leading his every action.

Jim finally understands what unconditional love looks like.

It’s beautiful.

He has to silence the traitorous voices yelling at him how that isn’t the truth. In his head, he can’t marry the concept of the man kneeling before him with the one torturing him. But was it really torture? Hasn’t he freed him?

Jim has to test Oswald, needs to see how far he can really take it. When Edward, the Riddler, forces his little games upon the citizens once more, Jim steps in, and makes sure there will be no more riddles to solve.

He certainly notes the brief flash of pain on the other man’s face upon receiving the news. Yet before Jim’s jealousy can spike, the expression is gone. Oswald simply takes the bit of information as if receiving the weather report.

When taking Jim to bed, he maybe fucks him just a bit harder, is a tad bit rougher than usual, but then Oswald has always liked a bit of dominance.

“I know why you did it,” he whispers, the hint of a smile tugging at his lips.

Holding his breath, Jim waits for him to elaborate. “You feared I’d tire of you,” he declares smugly. “Exchange you for the Riddler.” Pulling Jim close, he presses a delicate kiss against his forehead. “My silly darling,” he tells him fondly, “I knew exactly I’d get my revenge once I’d let you be you.” He laughs softly at Jim’s confusion. Eyes shining brightly, he claims him again. “Don’t be afraid,” Oswald pants. “Now that you’re mine, I’ll never let you leave, never tire of you.”

The next day, Jim walks into the night again, saves a young woman from getting mugged, and feels like he has never been more beneficial to the city he vowed to protect. If only he had seen earlier how far he needs to go, he might have been able to prevent so much more, to rectify so many wrongs.

The robber bleeding out in the streets is not even nineteen years old. Jim feels a pang of guilt as he watches the light fade from his eyes. But he had a choice, didn’t he? He could have simply not robbed the poor woman.

Jim tries not to think about how a city like Gotham, a city in which the rich bathe in golden bathtubs, and the poor starve to death, probably forced his hand.

He merely turns around and runs away. Away from another corpse and away from his conscience. The next morning, the Gazette will celebrate an anonymous hero.

They all fall by Jim’s hands: the rogues, the little thugs, the worn-down mobsters, the corrupt cops.

Jim sees Harvey one day. Knows full well he isn’t better than the rest, not when he can afford again his apartment in the inner-city. He’s looking over his shoulder, clearly nervous now with a self-proclaimed hero, a vigilante, running wild. Jim knows he’s being a hypocrite here, is making a small exception, but he hasn’t any evidence to back his suspicions up, isn’t digging for it either, and of course, there’s another issue.

He remembers Harvey. It’s not a real memory, more like a vision from another life. True, the man held him back, was in his way of being who he truly was supposed to be, but looking at him, there’s a something stirring in his chest, an ache he can’t place. He swallows and tries pushing the feeling back down.

He wants to run over to him, tell him how he will never have to fear him. He doesn’t. If his colleagues knew he was collaborating with the crusader, he’d truly have a reason to grow a second pair of eyes on his back.

Jim is desperate. Two months have passed since he first set out to be the hero Oswald regards him to be and the city isn’t better off.

True, the bridges have been rebuilt, Gotham is once more connected with the mainland, nobody’s starving to death, but that would have happened anyway.

Jim is a hero. The media are praising the unknown warrior who made it his mission to keep the streets safe for the citizens to walk. Even Bruce Wayne gives a comment on his efforts, points out with a man like the Ghost , a name he had been given for his ability to flee the scenes of his crimes so quickly, his parents might still be alive. He condemns him murdering people, though.

“You’re not committing crimes, James,” Oswald scoffs when the blonde buries his head in his hands. “You’re doing what should have been done ages ago.” And then he kisses the sorrow right off his face, pulls him to bed, and takes him apart. Jim listens to him whispering sweet nothings in his ear, basks in the feeling of finally being at home.

Now, he has someone to come home to. And whatever Jim does on his crusade, Oswald won’t judge any of it, will encourage him while looking up at him with big, shining eyes. To Oswald, Jim became the hero he always saw in him, and to Jim, Oswald turned into his adoring sweetheart, the maiden waiting at the shores for him to come home.

Of course, it’s a charade, a play for both their entertainment. Oswald is no blushing virgin, and Jim is no white knight. But together, they can pretend.

The voices in Jim’s head keep getting louder each day. Yet another criminal ends up with a bullet between their eyes and the blood splatters Jim’s chest, coats his face, his lips.

He wipes it off, but he can still taste something on the tip of his tongue. The taste is not how it’s supposed to be, lacking the familiarity of salt and copper. It’s wrong in a way Jim can’t tell, nothing like blood should taste.

Staring down at the corpse, he wonders what it changes. Yesterday, he killed another one, and tomorrow he’ll probably kill one more, yet each time he takes a criminal off the streets, another man or woman takes their place as if his actions meant nothing.

Jim wipes his face once more, smacks his tongue against his teeth, but the taste won’t fade. He rolls the body over, until it’s facing the pavement, not judging him with its lifeless eyes.

He kneels down, digs his fingers into the dirt. Jim needs to feel again. As his knuckles turn white, his fingers turn bloody. He wishes he could rip out the entire pavement.

Whatever he is doing, it’s useless. And then he remembers. The real reason he wanted to become a cop, to look for evidence, to connect the dots, make arrests, and not simply shoot a murderer on sight: he wanted a real change.

Now, he’s merely taking pawns off a board while the board itself stays the same. He can remove token after token, yet if there’s an infinite supply of them, what does it matter? As a hero, a vigilante, he’s just another wild card, the game stays inevitably the same.

Yet what he always wanted to do, was changing the rules of the game, or rip away the entire board.

The cry thorn from his throat sounds like a broken howl.

Jim turns on his heel, runs home, only to throw himself into the Penguin’s waiting arms. Everything clicks into place as he remembers what this truly is, what they truly are. If Jim is a pawn, Oswald is the entire board.

The pale man rubs soothing circles against his back as he holds Jim. When their eyes meet, the blonde swallows heavily. How could he have ever forgotten? Like a spider in the center of a web, Oswald controls the entire city.

But then Jim wouldn’t or couldn’t take him down before. He had betrayed himself and this city all those years, and it had been done out of love. And even if Jim Gordon’s life had become a lie, that one bit was true.

Therefore his voice steady as he speaks, even if the sobs made it hoarse. “I taste rotten milk,” he whispers, looking terrified at the Penguin, who in turn merely sighs.

“Oh Jim,” he says. “And here I really never wanted to hurt you again.”

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Blood Daffodils.

Chapter 19: Dear Harry,

Dear Harry,

You can not even begin to imagine how mad I am right now. You may excuse the tears from the letter because everything hurts so much that I can’t help it.

I’m going to confess something because, honestly, I thought that you would have figured out by now but apparently you didn’t. At least I want to think that you didn’t... I don’t like the idea of you knowing it and still leaving me behind. I always thought that you weren’t capable of cruel things, bad thing yes, terrible things, but I never considered you someone cruel... Ever.

So here goes nothing: it’s you. I can almost imagine your green eyes filled with confusion... Let’s clarify it: I have Hanahaki for you, Harry James Potter. I’ve been in love with you for so long that I can not fathom myself not loving you, you fucking twat.

I can’t believe that I’ve said that. I can’t, I’ve never said it. Not really. Everyone kind of guesses... But I’ve finally said it, and to you of all people. I wonder if the reason why this was easy was because I’m writing here and this letter is not going to get anywhere near you... Probably, I don’t know if I have that guts to say it first, I’m just so fucking tired of coughing this damn daffodils.

We are staying at Remus’ and Nymphadora’s. Your father put this cabin on his will for Remus, did you know? I certainly didn’t. It’s lovely here. I’m sleeping on the pull out couch because, even though they offered, there was no way that I would have been spending the nights sleeping next to Sirius and your father. They tried to make a point of them not having sex because there was more important things going on...? Kind of... But I prefer not to take the chances, honestly. These days I barely sleep as it is, imagine me getting up to go to the bathroom and seeing stuff...UGH, NOW THE IMAGE IS MY HEAD.

Anyways...

I didn’t want to leave. I hope you know that. I hope that you know that I would never do that to you. Sirius is right, though. You are choosing not to send shit, you are choosing not to come back and I hate you for it.

I can hate and love you at the same time, is an ability that I’ve gained over the years thanks to the obnoxious, self-righteous, annoying personality that you have.

I miss you. The daffodils miss you. Why the fuck did you left me behind?

With love and hate,

Draco.

Harry,

I just woke up crying because I dreamed about waking up and not finding you. You know what it’s worse? That It took me a minute to realize that it wasn’t just a nightmare, it was a memory.

I’m coughing petals right now, the whole living room smells like them, I smell like them. I bet you would love that, you always have a goofy grin when you tell me that I smell like Narcissus.

Come back, please... I miss you. I miss kissing you,

Draco.

Dear Potter,

The sadness has been replaced by just plain anger. Is there a reason, you ask? Oh, well, yes, there is.

This is the fifth entire daffodil that I’ve coughed up in the last week. I almost want to collect them and make them a bouquet for you to shove right up your arse.

There was a break in at Gringotts and a dragon escaped from the high security vaults. Was that you? Am I being crazy? We all think that it’s a possibility, but then, it’s been almost a whole day and you haven’t sent anything... This is exactly why I can’t believe Sirius nor your father.

They tell me constantly that you love me back. I think that they don’t realize that they are making things worse because the flowers need the fucking proof to calm down and when they don’t get it I just end up having even more coughs than before. I can’t imagine you loving me back and leaving me in my underwear alone in your bloody bed after our first time. I just can’t. Call me old-fashioned but I thought that I was going to kiss you good morning, bring you breakfast to bed and then smile like idiots the whole day... That was the plan and you ruined it.

Again, sorry for the tears in this stupid letter. I hate how pathetic I am, I hate how weak and unwanted you make me feel when you act like this. Imagine that I’ve thought for a second that yes, you loved me back or you could love me back with a little more time and we could have a future together... I didn’t even want kids and now I think that I might die if I don’t have five of them with your gorgeous eyes.

That’s what you do: you shift my dreams and values to fit yours and I don’t even find it annoying. Ask for anything, ask me to jump off a bridge, I’ll probably do it. Okay no, maybe that’s the flowers talking. They would, I have a little more self-respect and I like that... You don’t need me kissing your arse, you have enough of that in your life already.

For Salazar, if it was you, if you are alive, send a patronus. I beg you. Just... if you do that we can go get you and bring you all here with us. There is no room but I’m sure that it’s better than whatever disgusting nomad life you three are living. They didn’t let me send you anything because you asked us not to. I don’t know who is being more stupid, honestly.

I’m not going to tell you that I miss you, I’m beyond angry to do that.

Be safe and send something damn it,

Malfoy.

Potter,

You are missing everything about Edward. I don’t even want to write about him because you should just be here playing with him.

The flowers say hi (they are scratching me as I write this bloody letter), I don’t know why they want to greet you since you are clearly a twat.

At this point I don’t even know what I want to tell you. I guess that’ll be all.

Malfoy.

Potter,

It’s been almost a week since the break-in and nothing. I’m losing hope, I’m coughing more. I keep repeating your words after the funeral: ‘I’m sorry that he didn’t chose you. He is so fucking wrong about that.’ I never thought that you wouldn’t choose me after I’ve heard those words, at least as a friend, I thought that I always would come first. But no, you always hated Theodore but you are just like him.

Oh, did that hurt? Good.

Your father and Sirius make me walk for a little while around the forest to ‘get fresh air’, I honestly can not even breathe in any kind of air with out expelling it out in a cough, it’s ridiculous, but at least I do something. Remus puts on his vinyls sometimes, there is not much Queen but I’ve found one of Bowie that Sirius doesn’t have and I listen to that often.

Dora helps me with Edward... She knows that I want to know him and bond, although now I feel death even nearer and I feel kind of guilty to be forming family bonds just for them to break when I die in two months.

I know I said I wouldn’t talk to you about the baby but whatever, this letter is not going anywhere, so... I wish you could be here to get to know him, he is the cutest little person that I’ve ever met. He likes my hair, sometimes he runs his chubby fingers through it and then pulls so maybe I have less hair now than I did when we last saw each other.

I’m still mad, I’m still so angry that my veins boil when someone mentions you and Sirius and Remus have this habit of reminding me that you are probably suffering and missing me too. It doesn’t help, it makes it worse, they just don’t get it.

I’m still mad but I miss you so much that I cry myself to sleep most days and then wake up in about two hours to stare at the ceiling and imagine where the fuck you are. Please come back. I can’t bare to be away from you.

Please,

Draco.

Potter,

Did you have to sleep with me before leaving? Was that really necessary?

The flowers are going through abstinence, I hope you know that. This is exactly why I didn’t want to take things further.

And Hanahaki aside, I feel so used that I could kill you. Then I remember what it felt to be so near to you and I just cry.

Come back. What do you want from me? I’ll do it. I don’t care what it is... Just come back.

Draco.

Harry,

Tell me that it isn’t true. Tell me that Sirius and you’d father are lying and you didn’t fucking abandon me for that damn letter.

First of all: it wasn’t like that. I think it happened, that we met in dreams, but I think it was because of him, not me. He needed my approval about something and I don’t know what it was but that was it. It didn’t meant anything.

Second of all: WHY DIDN’T YOU LOOK FOR THE REST? Of all the letters you read that one, you could have picked up any other and find out the truth but no, you just ignored everything and stayed with the things that hurt you. Wait... was that the night when you said you were feeling tired and didn’t even kiss me goodnight? I knew something was off, why the fuck didn’t I try to get you to tell me, I can’t believe this.

I wasn’t blaming you for not finishing this!! I was happy to have you near and alive, you stupid bastard! Now I’m alone and dying and missing you and I can’t believe that this is all my fault!

Harry, if it’s true that you love me back, if you left because you wanted to give me my happy ending with Theodore, I’m so so so sorry. I can’t imagine that possible but Sirius told me that you were heartbroken and you father didn’t want to admit it but in the end he did.

Please come back, please come back and tell me the truth, I need to hear it.

I love you more than life itself,

Draco.

Potter,

For fuck’s sake come home. SEND SOMETHING SO WE CAN GO GET YOU. I’m begging you. I love you. YOU, not Theodore. Please come back, I can’t even breathe, the Daffodils think that this is all my fault and I can’t blame them.

I fucking hate you for not talking to me. You should have yelled at me, we should have fought and then kiss until we were out of breath. Maybe, that way, you would have stayed.

Why are you so jealous of Theodore, anyway? Do you care? Do you actually feel how James and Sirius say you feel?

Can you stop giving me hope if it’s not true? I’m so bloody sick of pining after you, of getting my heart broken in the process.

And can you please just come home?

Stop breaking my heart, stop tearing apart my lungs,

Draco.

Harry,

I don’t know how to tell you this over a letter, I hope I will get to tell you in person at some point... Now it’s 1st of May and I’ve still haven’t heard from you.

I’m just going to say it: we are Edward’s godfathers. Apparently they didn’t want to tell me until you were here but you haven’t even send a flying white dove to let us know you were okay so Remus and Nymphadora told me. They asked me first, of course and I accepted it. I didn’t want to, at first, I’m sure that I’ll die, but since the ceremony wasn’t made, they could change it if something happens.

I’ve found out this morning because I heard Edward crying and went looking for him. I have trouble walking by myself but I heard him cry for a while and neither Remus or Tonks were getting up to calm him so I made an effort.

Babies are heavy, did you know? It was a challenge to take him to the kitchen to fix his bottle, I was so bloody scare to drop him but we managed... I think that he helped me, though... I don’t know if it’s possible for two months old babies to do accidental magic but I swear to you: he became lighter in the middle of the trip to the kitchen. I fixed his bottle and gave it to him, I almost felt useful for like thirty minutes before he started to cry again. I didn’t know what he wanted so I started to rock him around and twirling with him.

James, Sirius, Remus and Dora found me singing ‘Magic Dance’ by David Bowie to him as we danced. Do you know that song? It’s amazing, you should listen to it. Edward was almost laughing at my singing. After that, they couldn’t resist to tell me. I asked why me and they said and I quote: ‘It’s better when couples are the godparents and you are good with him.’ You can imagine the coughing fit I had trying to explain to them that we are not together, that you made that pretty clear... no one listened to me, though.

You would be great with him, Harry. I know you would. Can you please just come home?

I love you, I miss you, I want to kiss you so bad that my lips hurt,

Draco.

He raised his eyes from the letter when he felt someone touch his shoulder, he turned around and it was Nymphadora.

“Teddy wanted to say goodnight to his godfather.”

Edward stretches out his arms to get to Draco and he couldn’t help but to smile.

“Of course,” he mumbled as he took him in his arms and blew a little raspberry on his neck making the baby giggle. “Goodnight, Edward. Dream with all things nice.”

“Let’s hope he does that, I could use a night of interrupted sleep. At least a few hours.” His cousin replied with a tired tone before turning to Draco again. “You try to sleep too, little cousin. You need it.”

He nodded, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to even close his eyes. The flowers were moving restlessly inside of him and not in the same way as always. He had a bad feeling and he hated those.

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Spork Haven chapters 3-4: béarnaise fucking sauce

welcome to spork haven, where I spork the EL James fic you’ve never heard of

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previously on Spork Haven:

actor!Edward was assaulted by “crazy bitch” Tanya but it’s ok he’s a man it’s fine. Hotel maid!Bella hit her head on a table and nearly bled out but it’s ok Edward promised not to tell on her it’s fine

chapter 3 begins with the sentence “Day three is disastrous day two.” okay then. the disaster Edward is referring to is that the director is mad about the hickeys on his neck left by that nasty slut Tanya. the producer orders him to “keep it in his pants,” which offends Edward not because Tanya abused him but because he doesn’t like the word “pants:”

apparently he’s also a pirate now. what fun. for those of you keeping track at home, we have now learned that in England, fries are called chips and pants are called trousers. thanks erika!

anyway, he heads back to the hotel and waits in rapt anticipation for Bella, but when she shows up she’s upset because the guy in the room next door assaulted her, or as Edward tells us:

he freaks out, goes next door, punches the dude in the face, and threatens him by “[treading] very hard on his bollocks.” when he gets back, Bella notices that his hand is hurt, so she puts ice on his knuckles. it’s the most erotic thing Edward has ever experienced in his life, so naturally they kiss and his “dick is bursting out of [his] trousers.”

Edward apologizes, telling Bella he “can’t make love to her” because she was just assaulted and is also still on the clock. with that, Bella finally remembers to turn down the bed! thank god. for a second I thought he was gonna have to switch to calling her “knuckle ice Babe” and also sleep on the floor

she leaves, and we get to read this stunningly crafted sentence:

thus marks the first instance of what I suspect is about to become another pattern: personifying Edward’s dick.

and onto chapter 4! back on the set of this unnamed movie, Edward is polite to “delectable” Tanya, only calling her a crazy bitch twice in his head. I’m a little confused by erika’s use of “delectable” here because I thought she knew what it meant—she also used it to describe Bella in the previous chapter. he also gets to read some lines with Angela, who he likes because she is a brunette like Bella and therefore not a whore (I passionately wish I were making this up.) but mostly he’s just horny for Bella again.

he heads back to the hotel, where Erika’s Rule is still very much in effect as he eats dinner:

...but Bella doesn’t show up on time to turn down the bed! where could she be? it’s a big problem because Edward is horny and also because

that’s right, folks: he can’t get into bed unless someone else turns down the covers. how does one even uncover a bed, anyway? do you have to graduate from Bed College with a BA in Uncovering? is there some kind of special equipment involved? a Bed Key he could use, perhaps?

I’m starting to think the reason Edward doesn’t own a bed in Twilight isn’t because he doesn’t sleep or fuck but because he straight up doesn’t know how beds work.

at last, Bella arrives! but she’s sending out some confusing signals

she tells him the nasty guy next door has checked out, and also that she’s left Edward’s room for last, which Edward interprets to mean that she definitely wants to fuck. but lest we forget he’s a gentleman, he offers her a beer from the minibar first

and they go on to have the world’s most riveting conversation. things we learn: she’s from outside New Orleans. she’s new to this job. she lives in the hotel. Edward hates his fans. oh, and Bella knows European history:

god she’s so sexy you guys...the way she just [clenches fist] knows about the French Revolution...nut

Edward goes on to complain about his job once more, which. I thought I was gonna have to look for an image of tiny violins but Edward’s inner monologue beat me to the punch

thanks for the lampshade, erika. anyway they kiss some more, they’re very horny, and then—oh no! what’s this? there’s a knock at the door and it’s Tanya! she calls Edward “darling,” which makes Bella big sad and she gets up and leaves, but not before

(just in case we thought she was girding her literal loins)

and that’s the end of the chapter! sacre bleu quelle cliffhangère

best “fucks”

y’all already saw them it’s the fucking metaphorical loins and the béarnaise fucking sauce

best “shits”

next chapter: a fucking neanderthal

#spork haven #assault mention //#negativity //#unsafe for work text //#misogyny //#erika please...what are bollocks??#my dumb american brain cant understand...i dont know any history...blease

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So I binged RWBY season 7 today and made notes. Here are said notes and thoughts on the episodes!

So my notes will probably not be in any particular order because my brain hops from point to point and forward one and back three so sorry if it’s confusing!

Ep 1:

Qrow’s voice actor gave me a heart attack, I forgot they changed his voice actor. I honestly thought I was watching Darker than Black or My Hero Academia with his voice.But I like it! Jason Liebrecht is one of my favorite voice actors!

James Ironwood makes me so sad because I love him and he’s trying his best.

I had a problem initially with the animation of the fight scenes, I think they just seemed too… smeared? I can’t quite place it but I had a hard time keeping up with what moves the characters were performing.

I wish I could have seen the tuning of Maria’s eyes! I was getting serious FMA vibes with automail and whatnot but I didn’t get to see the procedures Doctor Pietro performed!!

Oscar getting to fight was probably one of my favorite scenes, I love my farm boy and I’m hoping Ozpin comes back at some point!

I’m… conflicted on Penny returning… I mean, it makes sense that she would be rebuilt, but as something that had an impact on Ruby in the past with her being destroyed… they kind of just… brushed it off…

Ace Ops! I like them already! I got a request for someone from Ace Ops and I’m excited to get to know them all!

Also, I would have preferred it if RWBY went with security in the beginning (IT PROBABLY WOULD HAVE BEEN A LOT EASIER), but they have to be rats and not do that so meh.

Also, Weiss is worried about being sent back to her dad. Call me dumb, but isn’t she a legal adult and doesn’t have to live with him if she doesn’t want to? Like? Legally she has a say?

Ep 2:

I have a feeling the Ace Ops are treated like pit bulls, have a bad rap and people either hate them or are terrified. But they are intensely loyal and are actually good people.

Ok ok ok, they want to see Ironwood, illegally mind you. By breaking in and sneaking in to see him. But the second they get caught (RIGHTFULLY SO, YOU ARE SNEAKING INTO A KINGDOM) and are taken to see him legally… they get all mopey and sad. JUST OBEY THE LAW PEOPLE

I don’t know why I’m so focused on the detail in everyone’s shoes. But I am.

Winter is in the right for being upset at Weiss. I WOULD BE TOO.

I AM SUPPORTING AND TRUSTING IRONWOOD, JUST SAYING THAT NOW

Ironwood’s plan makes sense, I do believe the people should know about Salem.

Also, why is Qrow all buddy buddy with Ozpin again? He was talking about him like he missed him, but I was under the impression that he hated Ozpin after learning his background.

WHY ARE YOU LYING TO IRONWOOD RUBY?! THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT YOU DIDN’T WANT WITH OZ. I can tell Ironwood knows something is off but he can’t tell what.

Not sure when to put this, but i hope they bring up everything with Adam, like I hope it is part of Blake’s and Yang’s character development.

Qrow getting a hug from Ironwood makes me happy, he needs some happiness and friends in his life!!

I like the Ace Ops, the guy with the wolf tail is going to be one of my favorites I can tell But I’m biased and like anything to do with dogs.

Ep 3:

UPGRADES TO THE WEAPONS YES

This leader of the Ace Ops is really cool, I like him but I can’t really get the image out of my mind that he probably plays soccer or something. Like a soccer dad or something.

The initial designs or Team RWBY looked cool in theory, but I don’t think they translate to the animation style very well. I’d have to say Ruby’s is probably my favorite, except for her hair. She looks like a duck. It looks like they were almost going for an Edward Elric or Meliodas style cowlick but it didn’t work out too well.

Again, wolf faunus guy is going to be my favorite.

The zippers of Blake’s costume is bugging me, just a note.

And Oscar bringing up the lying is great and I love it.

Not going to lie, Blake getting attacked by the Haunter looking grimm or whatever it was, gave me a big jump scare.

Centipede grimm… what’s 1000-7 anyone? No? Okay I’ll shut up.

I want Qrow and the leader of the Ace Ops to be friends, Qrow needs friends.

I LOVE THE ACE OPS ITS OFFICIAL

ALL OF THEM ARE MY CHILDREN

Also it’s really nice to see graduated huntsmen in action, working as a team and all. We really only have seen Qrow by himself but it’s cool to see a team in action!

Another speed semblance is awesome and I love it!!

Clover has a good luck semblance? Why is that so funny to me?

Also watching Marrow parade Ruby around is the epitome of cute.

DAMN IT TYRIAN DON’T SCARE ME LIKE THAT

Also, did they ever explain why his eyes turn purple?

Ep 4:

I like that the Ace Ops are civilized with each other but don’t act like best buddies. It’s a really cool change from the buddy buddy attitude of RWBY and JNR.

I’m still hating Jaune’s hair cut.

Yaaaaaaaaaaay murder!

I’m also not sure how I feel about Qrow’s outfit, it almost makes him look like a toy soldier.

And yaaaassss Ironwood bashing Jaques is one of the best things ever.

Also I think they’re forgetting the fact that Weiss is a legal adult?

And Papa Schnee is gaslighting Weiss, I hope people call that out.

He’s also threatening military personnel and Ironwood at that. You know that talk about the noose and stuff… Isn’t that illegal?

I can tell Penny is going to bug me, I really believe that she could’ve been written out.

Really dumb, but can Yang feel pain if she disconnects her arm? How does she move it? Is it like Fullmetal Alchemist’s automail?

I think Ozpin does trust others with the whole truth, not just himself. I think Qrow is lying to himself to make himself feel better.

I 100% believe Summer would have trusted in Oz and pressed on with what he had planned. But hey, that’s just me.

It still throws me off when Watts talks because he’s also All Might and those are two very different people.

I feel like they are trying to build tension by ending every episode with the villains, but that’s starting to get old and I’m only on episode 4

Ep 5:

Ruby is a morning person and it’s already wearing me out.

This almost slice of life scene is really nice!

I like that it shows that team RWBY and JNR are really adept at fighting and all, but it also shows that Ace Ops are superior.

Nora riding her hammer like a Mario Kart is awesome

YAY NEON’S BACK

Also Neon, Oscar is like 14, back off

Ren is being sad boy and it makes me sad too.

Qrow and Clover having a minute to be friends is nice!

And how easily did Qrow give up drinking? That’s not really something you just… give up?

Robyn (Robin?) makes a good point, Mantle does need help and they aren’t getting it. But she’s going about it the wrong way.

Pipsqueak and 5 o’clock shadow are excellent nicknames.

Training between Winter and Weiss is really cool! I like the little sisterly bonding scenes are really sweet!

Weiss makes a good point, everyone is doing what they think is right, even if it doesn’t look like it.

I don’t like that they are keeping the Winter Maiden almost as a prisoner, but I can also see why he’s doing it the way he is. And the fact that Winter is accepting it the way she is is such a breath of fresh air from a classic hero’s arc she could’ve been put down.

I still trust Ironwood! That’s all I’m saying!

I also believe that Yang and Blake should branch out and work with others, not just each other. It isn’t healthy. Especially if the writers aren’t TALKING ABOUT ADAM.

PLEASE TALK ABOUT ADAM, THAT’S A HUGE TRAUMATIZING EXPERIENCE THAT THEY AREN’T TALKING ABOUT

Ep 6:

Nora’s bringing up a point that is really important!! Maybe Ozpin couldn’t beat Salem but maybe someone else can! Maybe Ruby can once she gets a hold on her silver eyes!

Marrow is still my favorite, I love him so much.

The little sheep faunus that follows Robyn around is so cute. Her weapon is not so cute. But I love her anyway. I LOVE FAUNUS OKAY

I feel like Rooster Teeth is trying to push the subtle message of getting registered to vote and I’m lowkey cackling.

Okay, serious thing here. I love that Renora is a ship that sailed. Really I do, it’s probably my favorite RWBY ship. (though I like to think it sailed a while ago) But I feel like we didn’t really earn that kiss? Like I feel like it would have been better if they hadn’t argued and like it was a last ditch effort to stop said argument. I don’t know, I have a lot of feelings about it.

Watching Tyrian in action is super cool! The way he was animated is so fluid and mesmerizing and I really love it! Great job Rooster Teeth!!

Also Watts almost looked like a conductor and if that’s what Rooster Teeth is going for I applaud them. But also, on the funny side, it looks like he’s waving his arms around like a maniac.

Penny being framed is really neat, but why do I feel like it’s going to be brushed off?

Marrow telling everyone to stay is hilarious to me and I love it.

Papa Schnee pledging to serve while Grimm are attacking is a really cool parallel.

According to the end credits, I’m taller than Ruby… For once I’m taller than an anime character other than Edward Elric!

Ep 7:

Penny’s head pat is so cute.

I understand why Ironwood put the ban on assembly and the curfew up. It makes sense while they’re trying to catch Tyrian.

Also the semblance that gives someone the ability to turn things invisible?! Dude that’s so cool!!

Everything Ironwood and Ace Ops are saying makes sense. I can see how his mind is working and I can tell he’s just trying to keep everyone safe.

Also, where has Maria been? What has she been doing?

“Why can’t people do what they used to and fight to the death?” Maria I love you.

Blake being Batman over here, my goodness.

Blake using Dust with her semblance again! Finally!

Hahaha cutting off swearing is probably one of my favorite tropes.

James wanting to ask and talking to Ozpin hurts my heart. I just want Ozpin back!!

Seeing someone still messed up by the Fall of Beacon is really nice, everyone else seems to brush it off.

Ep 8:

I hate dinner parties… I have a feeling this won’t go well…

“Sir, with all due respect, you’d have to pay me.” OMG Winter I’m dead XD

I hope Weiss has a song in this like “This Life is Mine” I really really hope she does.

Also THIS IS THE PERFECT CHANCE TO HAVE FORMAL WEAR

I WANT TO SEE THEM IN FORMAL WEAR

Awww I liked Klein :(

Qrow and Clover’s friendship is so nice, I like it :)

Part of me wishes Whitley had a wardrobe upgrade. It would have been a nice change of color!

Oscar eating in the background is me in any social situation.

Why does every rich businessman have a long ass dining table? Seriously? Why?

Ren looks so proud of himself, also seeing Whitley doused in wine is hilarious. Also, purple really is his color!

Guys? Please let Ironwood talk? You want to know why but you keep interrupting him before he can get a word out.

YAS WINTER GO OFF ON HIM

It’s also a nice touch that all the people on Papa Schnee’s side has wine while everyone else has water, I don’t know if it was intentional but I noticed it and thought it was cool!

Weiss’s mom is very pretty! I’m also really glad to see Weiss actually talking to her mom. And seeing her mom trying to talk some sense into Weiss is really cool too.

Ep 9:

Ok ok, PLEASE STOP INTERRUPTING IRONWOOD! DIDN’T ANYONE TEACH YOU BETTER?!

Question about Robyn’s semblance, would it work with Ironwood’s prosthetic side?

“You are under arrest! Can I do that?” One of my favorite quotes in this show.

Please Winter, just sock Papa Schnee in the face.

Yes James, Robyn knows. Because people who CAN’T KEEP A SECRET TOLD HER

I forgot how much I love the designs of the bigger grimm, I mean. The other ones are fine. But the giant ones? Masterpieces

I’m starting to ship Robyn and Ironwood, they have the potential for ‘enemies to lovers’ kind of fanfictions.

“You aren’t alone.” OKAY RUBY HOW ABOUT YOU TELL HIM YOUR SECRETS?!

Stupid question I started thinking of, how much do Huntsmen get paid?

“Ugh kids” I feel you Marrow, I feel you

Please give Ironwood a break, he needs a vacation. Petition to give Ironwood a vacation!

The music, I keep forgetting how much I love the instrumental music in RWBY.

Aaaaaaaaand Neo and Cinder are back… no one saw this coming… BECAUSE IT WASN’T SET UP BEFORE

Writers of RWBY… please set up things like that little by little! Even if it was just something small, like a glimpse or something! Not just throwing them back in the story because of the potential conflict it would cause!

Ep 10:

Yesssssss big strong queen on the Ace Ops!

The slow piano during Ironwood’s speech is really pretty. It’s giving me goosebumps!

Ironwood’s speeches are some of the best anime speeches I’ve ever heard, the music choice really helps make it so much more impactful.

“Our tin soldier’s heart has lost his mind.” Nice tin man reference!

“The timeline has changed.” Cinder are you a time traveler now?

HELL YEAH I’VE ALWAYS WANTED SOMEONE TO HAVE A BAZOOKA

Also, I think people forget just how terrifying elephants can be until they are RUNNING RIGHT AT YOU

Ruby this would be really nice if you would use your silver eyes right about now

Penny looked legit like someone out of Dragon Ball Z and it’s making me cackle.

The whole thing with Robyn, Qrow, and Clover vs Tyrian is something I’ve heard very vague things about and I’m not looking forward to it.

SUPERHERO LANDING BITCH

All Might vs Ironwood… I’M READY!!!

Ep 11:

FINALLY AN IRONWOOD SONG

I’ll have to look at the lyrics after, but it’s really cool to see Ironwood in action!!

I mean we saw him in action back at the Fall of Beacon, but this is against another human being!

A detail I wish was added was Ironwood’s punches landing differently with half of his body being metal and the other half being flesh.

Also Ironwood… Please be okay, please don’t lose an arm…

The fight between Tyrian and the three was very short but very clean and nice!

Ironwood falling into paranoia is out of character in my opinion. But you know, just my opinion, the writers don’t seem to care about him much.

OH SHIT SALEM

“Set the stage for me.” You and what army?

RIGHT THE FLYING MONKEY ARMY I FORGOT

Summer Rose and the screaming is messing with my head.

Apparently it’s messing with Ruby’s too…

I don’t know why they’re so worried about Ironwood doing what he’s doing. It does make sense. And team RWBY’s choices are finally coming to bite them in the ass, it makes me happy!

Except for leaving Mantle to die, I think that’s the only thing I don’t like. But casualties are always a part of war.

Okay RWBY… you guys are a bunch of kids, and what’s your plan? You don’t have one! Ironwood came up with a plan against Salem! It does mean people are going to die and yes it’s sad, but people die a lot and more are going to be killed if you try and do something stupid and reckless.

But I’m anticipating that RWBY and Co. are going to win because of their protagonist powers.

Ep 12:

Children children don’t fight. Though Tyrian is making me laugh.

I wish they all talked about it like civil adults, but I suppose Robyn is a bit too childish.

I want Ace Ops to win, but they won’t because protagonist powers and it kind of pisses me off.

You know, all Marrow has to do is use his semblance right?

As gross as it is, it’s kinda cool seeing how Tyrian got out of his restraints.

OK WHY IS HE TEAMING UP WITH TYRIAN?! It makes no sense? It would’ve made more sense if they both teamed up on Tyrian and then fought after, maybe they wouldn’t have had to fight because Qrow genuinely found a friend in Clover so he’d give up so he can also get to Ruby.

Also Blake and Yang probably broke her back.

Seeing Ruby go toe to toe with someone and only won because Weiss intervened was cool.

Aaaaaaaaand Ace Ops is down and I’m pissed.

AND NOW CLOVER IS DEAD?! YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THIS COMING ASSHOLE!!

TEAMING UP WITH A SERIAL KILLER AND EXPECTING HIM TO NOT KILL HIM IS LIKE EXPECTING SOMEONE NOT TO BREATHE.

Clover just wanted to trust Qrow. THAT’S ALL HE WANTED.

But not gonna lie, seeing Qrow cry still makes me upset.

It seems like the writers are taking away anyone who either gets shipped with Qrow, or whoever he has a relationship with that isn’t RWBY. Ozpin? Gone. Ironwood? Pretty much estranged and not seeing eye to eye anymore. Tai? Who knows what’s happening with him.

Ep 13 (Finale):

I’m not excited for the finale.

I’m really not.

But starting it off with a fight with Neo is a cool idea.

Seeing her fight using her umbrella is always one of my favorite things about her character.

And now a fight with Cinder vs Winter and Penny.

“It just makes us hungrier and I refuse to starve.” Really cool quote! Even though Cinder is probably one of my least favorite characters.

Winter using her summoning thing to make a manticore was super cool too!

Penny saving Winter, please tell me they become friends after this.

“My life doesn’t matter!” “I disagree!” Okay okay Penny gains one point in my character list for this quote.

Seeing Neo as Nora was cool, though I don’t understand why Ren was hesitating to attack her. They’ve surely spared before right? Like he shouldn’t hesitate that much?

But him crying is really really sad.

YAS BOSS ASS BITCH WINTER MAIDEN OLD LADY

I really wish we could’ve seen her personality more, she seems really nice.

Though I gotta say, her exploding with power was really epic.

Ren please don’t scream, it hurts my heart.

Please don’t make Penny the winter maiden. If she becomes the maiden then I’m going to riot.

DAMN IT SHE’S THE MAIDEN

That pose Oscar, you’re becoming Ozpin. And I miss my wizard. I want him to come back.

Him using the cane as an actual cane because he’s injured is really cool. Plus the fact that he draws so much comfort from Ozpin’s cane is so sweet.

Ironwood is going down a dark path because the writers want him to and it’s pissing me off to no end.

SHOOTING OSCAR ISN’T IN CHARACTER FOR IRONWOOD OKAY?!

Winter cutting off Cinder’s arm is one of the best things in this episode

OZPIN IS BACK AND THAT’S ALL I CARE ABOUT

Now Ruby decides to use her silver eyes?

OZPIN IS BACK BITCHES

Literally all I care about is Ozpin coming back, though the song is pretty I guess.

Part of me is happy Qrow is arrested.

Winter forcing Weiss and Co to run is really sweet and touching in her own way. She just wants her sister to be safe.

Cinder ticks me off, she’s very childish and if that’s supposed to be the point it’s working. She’s not really all that intimidating

Now Salem has a flying whale? Is this a reference to the whale that swallowed Pinocchio?

OSCAR HAS MAGIC

OZPIN IS BACK

I WILL NOT STOP FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS

That’s all my thoughts on this season of RWBY! Thanks for reading if you got this far! And my requests are OPEN for male rwby character x reader requests!

fairytailwzard over and out!~

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When Worlds Collide

Summary: Bella's godfather brings her to New York to escape her heartbreak. What happens when the past comes back to haunt her? Can The Avengers save her, or has her fate always been sealed? Will she save herself? Non-canon. Bella Swan/Steve Rogers Other genres: Suspense, supernatural

Rating: M

Written with: @perfectpieceofourforever

Chapter 1

BPOV

The bell above the door rings as someone walks into the store. I’m sitting at the checkout, trying not to fall asleep from boredom.

Mike walks up to the desk just as I’m trying to conceal a yawn.

He laughs. “Slow day, Bella?”

“Every day is a slow day,” I quip.

He checks his watch, and then shrugs; he doesn’t disagree. “You can go if you want. I’ll cover the checkout.”

I look at the time on the cash register. It reads 4:30 and think about it for a split second.

“Sure. Thanks!” I stand up from behind the desk and walk out into the back room to collect my bag. Mike is standing behind the checkout when I come back. I silently pray that he won’t ask me out. Again.

“Hey, Bella.” He runs a hand through his hair, and my heart pangs at the familiar motion but for different reasons. “You know if you’re ever free …”

I cut him off. “Mike, we’re friends, right?”

He sighs and then nods. “This town is too small, isn’t it?”

I smile. “Most definitely.” I dig into my bag for the keys to my truck and then hitch my bag up onto my shoulder. “See you in a few days.”

I walk out of the store and do a small fist pump on the way out—maybe I’ve finally gotten through to him!

I look at myself in the rearview mirror and rub my eyes. The girl looking back at me hasn’t smiled properly in a long time, and I wonder when that’s going to change. I sigh and then crank the truck into reverse.

I pull into our street and notice an Audi on the side of the road that I haven’t seen before. My heart skips a beat, but I try to ignore it. It isn’t parked outside my house, so it must be someone visiting a neighbor.

I park my truck in the driveway and apply the parking brake. I grab the food I got from the diner and get out. I look back along the street as I’m walking up to the porch and gaze wistfully at the Audi.

I shake my head and turn back to the front door, putting my key in and unlocking the door.

“You know, you really ought to secure your house more thoroughly.”

I scream and drop my drink, and it spills all over the floor. Ice cubes rattle all over the floorboards, and I can’t help but think about having to clean that up later.

“Hi, kiddo.”

I turn toward the voice with my hand on my chest as if that’s going to slow down my racing heart. Once I focus on the visitor standing in my living room, the Audi outside makes sense.

“Uncle Tony?” I drop the bag of food on the floor and race toward him, throwing my arms around his neck, and start to cry.

He hugs me back tightly. “Oh, Bella. What happened to you?”

I cry even harder and try to talk through the sobbing. “It’s so good to see you.” I pull back and wipe the tears from my face.

Uncle Tony looks at me. “It looks like we have a lot to catch up on.” He goes to sit back down on the couch, and I stay standing. “Bella?”

I wipe my eyes of tears again and go to sit down next to him. “Why are you here?”

“Charlie called.” He hasn’t ever been able to lie to me. “But, you know, I was planning on coming anyway. Since you’ve graduated and all that.”

“Hmm.”

“C’ mon, Bella. You can just as easily pick up the phone.”

“And what, leave a message with Pepper, or JARVIS?

He winces. “That isn’t fair.” He grins. “It’s hard work, saving the world, you know.” And then he winks at me.

I can’t help but smile. “I am glad you’re here. To be honest, I’m surprised Dad didn’t call you sooner.”

Tony has the decency to look sheepish. “Or did he call you sooner?” I gulp. “How much do you already know?”

“It doesn’t matter because I want you to tell me.”

I fall back against the sofa and take a deep breath. It doesn’t matter how much he knows, and it doesn’t matter how much I tell him because, for once in my life, I don’t care that I’m about to admit I dated a vampire and that he completely and utterly broke me into pieces, and that I haven’t been the same even though it’s been almost two years. I sit up again, square my shoulders, and dive into the story.

xoxo

I talk for what feels like ages. I tell him everything. About Edward being a vampire, and that his whole family is as well. I tell him about Phoenix, and James, and my birthday … and then I get to the part about him taking me into the woods behind my house and telling me that he didn’t want me anymore.

“I don’t want you to come.”

“You don’t want me?”

“No.”

The memory comes to me, and I shake away the feeling. I tell him about how I’ve been like a zombie since it happened; that I haven’t done anything … I haven't wanted to do anything. I tell him why I’m still in Forks, and that the reason I haven’t left— why I didn’t go to college—is because I’m secretly wishing he’ll come back. I wipe away tears that have fallen while I’ve been telling my story, and then let out a breath as I finish talking. “So, that’s it.” I look at Uncle Tony to see if I can tell what he’s thinking about, but he looks impassive as always.

He looks at me and smiles. “Do you feel better now?”

I’m shocked by his first choice of words. I just told him I dated a vampire. I narrow my eyes at him. “You knew, didn’t you?”

He tilts his head. “I believe when I called you at various points last year you told me that you had a boyfriend, and I might have happened to do a check on him to see what I could find.” He shrugs. “There wasn’t much, which made me curious … but then I found out he was connected to Carlisle Cullen, and I realized I’d met him before.” I can’t help but wince at the name being mentioned. “I knew there was something weird about him, but I didn’t know they were vampires until you said the words.”

“I shouldn’t have told you. I shouldn’t have even known in the first place.” I wring my hands. “But I do feel better for getting it all off my chest. I just haven’t been right, not … since it happened. I haven’t been myself. I haven’t been able to tell anybody.” I decided it probably isn’t the best time to bring up Jacob and the fact that I’m also friends with a werewolf.

“I could kill him.” He growls.

I laugh. “You couldn’t even if you wanted too. He’s a vampire. Indestructible comes with that territory.”

Headlights shine into the front window, interrupting our conversation. “Charlie’s home.” I look at him. “And he doesn’t know any of this.”

“Duh.” He puts his arm around my shoulders, and I lean into him. “It’s going to be okay, Bella.” He kisses my head. “I promise.”

The front door opens and Charlie walks in. “Bells!” he shouts. “I’m home!”

“I’m right here, Dad. There’s no need to yell.”

“Jeez!” He jumps, and it makes me snicker. “Why is there food on the floor, Bella?”

“Oh, I forgot about that. Dad, we have a visitor.”

“Hi, Charlie.” Uncle Tony stands up from the couch and heads toward my dad, and they hug the only way men seem too.

“Tony! What a surprise to see you.”

I roll my eyes and walk past them to pick up the food I dropped on the floor earlier in my surprise. “You’re a terrible liar, Dad. I know you called him.” I go into the kitchen and dump the bag in the trash. I walk back out with the mop in my hand to clean up the drink I also spilled on the floor.

“A call that was long overdue,” Tony says.

I don’t reply as I mop up the spilled drink on the floor.

“Bells, what happened?”

“Oh, Uncle Tony made me jump as I was coming in so I dropped my drink all over the floor, and then my food …” My stomach chooses that moment to rumble rather loudly. I place my hand over my stomach as if to hold the noise in.

Charlie laughs. “Pizza?”

Dad and Uncle Tony have been talking for hours since we’ve had dinner, and I’ve been sort of watching TV while listening to their conversation.

“Bella?”

“Hmm?” I turn toward my dad.

“Can you turn that off for a second?”

I look at him quizzically but turn off the television and turn around to face them properly.

“Do you have plans, Bella?” Tony asks.

I frown. “Plans?”

He pauses for a second. “College?”

I look away and wring my hands.

“You gonna tell him, Bells?”

I stay silent, and Charlie sighs. “Bella applied to a few colleges during her senior year. Columbia was one of them, and they offered her a full-ride scholarship, and she turned it down.” I look back at my dad, and he looks upset.

Tony doesn’t say anything. I guess he doesn’t have too.

I bite one of my fingernails. The room is silent.

Charlie sighs and stands up; he leaves the room without saying a word and climbs the stairs silently.

“Bella?” I turn to look at Tony. “Why?”

“Because I didn’t want to leave. How could I? What he if came back, and I wasn’t here?” My voice breaks. “But I already know he isn’t coming back.” I run my hand through my hair. “God, I need to get over it.” I move from the chair I was sitting in and back to the couch to sit next to him. I lean my head on his shoulder. “It was so stupid.”

“Come to New York with me.”

I sit back. “What?” He doesn’t reply. “Are you crazy?”

“It has been said before.”

I laugh. “I can’t just go.”

“Why not?”

“Because … What about Charlie? What about my job?”

Tony pats my knee. “Bella, Charlie will be all right, and do you care that much about your job?”

“Well, no, but …”

He raises an eyebrow.

I gulp, and my voice becomes quiet. “What if he does come back?”

“Bella.”

A lone tear runs down my cheek, and I wipe it away. I turn to look out the front window, the streetlight at the end of our driveway lights up the back of my truck.

“Say something.”

“What do you want me to say?” he asked in a detached voice.

“Tell me you forgive me.”

Another tear runs down my cheek.

“Mike Newton ended up in this conversation because Mike Newton would be a hell of a lot healthier for you to be with.”

“I’d rather die than be with Mike Newton. I’d rather die than be with anyone but you!”

“Don’t be melodramatic, please.”

I wipe another tear from my cheek.

“But my kind … we’re very easily distracted.”

“It will be as if I never existed.”

“You’re not good for me, Bella.”

He isn’t coming back. I’ve known this the whole time, but I’ve been lying to myself. Charlie’s tried so hard to pull me out of this funk I’ve been in, and I know he’s disappointed in me for giving up that scholarship and staying in this town where nothing ever happens.

All because I’m heartbroken over a boy I dated for six months. I’ve spent more time pining over his return than the time we ever spent together. A boy I loved and thought I wanted to spend forever with. A boy I thought loved me too. A boy I was willing to turn immortal for.

But he’s gone. And he isn’t coming back. There’s no point wishing for it anymore.

I don’t know how long it’s been quiet, but Uncle Tony is patiently waiting. I turn to look at him and wipe the last remaining remnants of tears off my face.

“I’ll come to New York with you.”

He stands up from the couch, and I walk over to hug him.

“I know this will be good for me.”

“It sure will be, kid.” He kisses the top of my head. “It sure will be.”

I come downstairs the following morning, and Tony is folding up the bedsheet from the couch.

I already know what his answer will be before I ask the question. “How’d you sleep?” I snicker.

“Like a baby. That spring poking into my left kidney helped lull me to sleep …” He turns to glare at me.

“I’ll sleep down here if you’re staying for a few more days,” I say as I walk toward the kitchen and begin to pour some coffee.

He leans against the doorframe. “It depends on how many days you think it’ll take you to pack everything up.”

I turn around to face him. “Huh?”

“Always so eloquent.”

I blush and hand him a cup of coffee. “What do you mean?”

He shrugs. “Is there any use in hanging around? You can hand in your notice at your job, pack up, and we can go.”

“I dunno …”

He gives me a look. “Why are you stalling?”

“I haven’t even told Charlie that I’m going, and you want me to hand in my notice at Newton’s today?”

“You need to give your father more credit. You don’t think this was his idea to begin with?”

I blink at him. “Huh?”

Tony laughs and sits down at our kitchen table. I know he’s been here before, but it looks odd to see him sitting in our very humble kitchen. “When Charlie called me way back in September last year”—he pauses, and I can’t help but wince—“he told me what had happened and wanted me to come and persuade you to leave then, but I knew you wouldn’t want to go. He’s been keeping me updated, and then you didn’t want to go to Florida to your mother, which I can’t say I blame you. I knew there wasn’t any point in trying to get you to come to New York either. So, we waited until you’d graduated. I didn’t know about Columbia. I’m surprised you didn’t tell me about that.” He takes a sip of his coffee. “Do you still want to go to college?”

I sit down opposite him at the table. “Well, yeah, but I turned them down, so they’re not going to still want me anyway. And hasn’t the semester started already?”

He waves his hand in a noncommittal gesture. “I can pull some strings.”

I roll my eyes. “Of course, you can.” I take a sip of coffee.

He stands up. “So when can we go because I can’t sleep another night on that couch.”

“I know I don’t have a lot of stuff, but even I can’t pack it all up in less than a day. Give me two days?”

He groans. “Ugh, fine, but I’m going out to buy Charlie a proper couch today.” I start walking up the stairs. “One that’s a futon!” he calls up the stairs, and I laugh.

Tony was serious about going to buy Dad a new couch. He’s scrolling through the GPS to find somewhere to buy one as I get out of the car at Newton’s.

The rumor mill of Forks isn’t going to be able to cope after seeing Tony Stark walking around town.

I take a deep breath and let it out slowly, to psych myself up, before pushing open the front door of the store. There’s no one in the store as I walk in, but it’s October, so it’s hardly surprising. I walk up to the checkout desk, and there’s no one around.

“Hello?”

“Bella?” Mike says from behind me.

“Oh, jeez!” I jump.

He walks behind the checkout desk and looks bashful. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.” He looks perplexed. “You know you’re not working today, right?”

“Um, yeah. Is your mom or dad around?”

“No. They’re out of town. They’ve had to go to some wholesaler show or something.”

I groan internally, I didn’t want to give my notice to Mike directly. I put the envelope on the counter. “Can you make sure they get that, please? It’s important.”

He picks the envelope up from the counter. “Are you leaving?” He doesn’t have to open it to know what it is.

“Um, yeah.”

“Where are you going?”

“Uh, to New York. I’ve decided to go to college after all.” I shrug.

“Nice.”

There’s a brief silence. “So, please make sure your parents get that letter. I won’t be here for my shift on Friday because I go in, like, two days. It’s all been a bit sudden.” I’m rambling. “But, hey, it’s been great working here, and please pass that on.”

“Bella?” I hear Tony’s voice as he walks into the store.

“Coming! Take care, Mike.”

Tony appears around the corner. “Ready?”

Mike looks back between me and Tony, looking even more perplexed than he already did. I roll my eyes. “See ya!” I turn around and make my way out of the store. I hold the door open for Tony. “I told you not to come in there!”

He laughs. “I just really wanted to see that kid's reaction. Priceless.”

“Ugh, people are gonna be gossiping so badly now.” I climb into the Audi. “Did you get a couch?”

“You think it would fit in this car? They’re dropping it off later.”

“Dad is gonna kill you, but I know you don’t care.”

“Nope.” He starts the engine and pulls out of the parking lot.

“I suppose this means I better start doing some packing.” I groan.

“You said earlier you don’t have much stuff!”

“Well, I don’t, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to enjoy it.”

I’ve been upstairs sorting and packing stuff all afternoon, and I’ve officially had enough. I have more stuff than I thought I did. I stand up from my bedroom floor and groan due to how stiff I’ve gotten. I head down the stairs just as Charlie walks in the front door. “Hi, Dad.”

“Hey, Bells.” He hangs up his gun belt and walks into the living room. He stops in the doorway, looking at the new couch. I press my lips together to stop from laughing. “What’s this? Where’s my couch gone?”

Tony comes round the corner from the kitchen with a dishtowel over his shoulder. “It’s a new couch!”

Dad looks at Tony. “I didn’t need a new couch.”

It’s a blocky, square modern-looking thing, slung low to the ground and beige. Dad’s glaring between Tony and the new couch. My guess is it’ll be stained within the day.

“I respectfully disagree, Charlie. I’m staying here another couple of nights, and I couldn’t have that other couch pressing springs into my back anymore. So, now you have a new couch!”

“You are insufferable.”

“The only way you like me.” Tony winks.

“All right, you two, get a room.” I sit down on the new couch. “I like it. It’s comfy.” I grin.

“Bella has something to tell you, Charlie.”

I glare at Tony. Dad sits down next to me. “I’ll just be carrying on with dinner.” Tony disappears back into the kitchen.

“You leaving?”

I nod. “Yeah.”

Charlie has never been one for affection, but he leans over and hugs me. “That'll be good for you, Bells.”

I hug him back. “Thank you, Dad.”

“Just try not to turn too New York, okay?”

I laugh. “I’ll try.” I stand up. “I better go pack some more.” I head back up the stairs and into my bedroom. I go to step around some of the stuff on the floor but trip over one of my sneakers and land hard. “Shoot!” I rub the bottom of my foot. I look down and notice that the floorboard is sticking out. “Huh.” I kneel and pull up the wood. I let out a breath at what I see. I pick up the handful of stuff and place it next to me. I move my legs from under me and sit down properly. I look through the stuff and find the pictures that had been removed from my photo album, the CD he made me, and airline tickets to go see my mom in Florida.

“Bella? Dinner is ready.”

“I’ll be there in a second.” My voice breaks at the end.

Tony comes to stand next to me. “Bella?” I hand him the stuff. “What’s this?” He looks through it all.

“They were my birthday presents from last year, and he hid them. I just found them under the floorboard.” I stand up and hold my hand out. “Give them here.” Tony hands me the stuff, and I walk out of my bedroom and run down the stairs. I open the front door and run down to the trashcan on the sidewalk. I drop the things inside and slam the lid back on. “You’re a cowardly bastard.” I turn back and walk to the front door.

Tony raises his eyebrows at me from the front door. “You okay?”

“I am now.” I close the front door. “What’s for dinner?”

“Kraft mac and cheese.”

“I knew I shouldn’t have left you alone to cook dinner.”

I wake up on Friday morning, feeling a bit odd, and then I realize that today is the day I leave Forks. I lie in bed for a little while and then decide I should get out of bed and go use the bathroom. I come back and get dressed, and then pack my few last-minute things into a backpack. The stuff I’ve decided to take with me has already been shipped to New York.

I pick up one of my suitcases and head down the stairs.

“Morning, sunshine,” Tony calls out.

“Good morning. You haven’t made breakfast today have you?”

“No, you’re safe. I made pancakes for you,” Dad says from the couch.

“Thanks, Dad.” I sit down at the kitchen table and start eating.

“I’ll go grab the rest of your stuff, Bella,” Tony says, and then climbs the stairs.

Dad comes to sit opposite me. “I’m proud of you, Bella.”

I put down my fork after I eat my last pancake. “You are?”

“Of course. You’re doing a brave thing. I know you didn’t want to go, and I hope you don’t mind that I called Tony, or that he’s known about this the whole time.”

“You needed someone to talk too, and of course, I don’t mind. I know this will be good for me, Dad, and to be honest, I’m kinda excited.” I smile.

He stands up and holds out his arms. I push my chair back, stand up, and walk into his hug. “I love you, Dad.”

He kisses the top of my head. “I love you too, Bella.”

I step away from him, and we walk out of the kitchen to the front door.

“You ready to go, Bella?” Tony says from the car. He walks up the path to the bottom of the steps.

“Yeah.” I turn around and hug my dad again. “I’ll call you when we get there.”

He pats my back. “Okay.”

I look up at him, and his eyes look watery. I walk down the steps to the car as Tony walks up to talk to Dad. “Look after her, Tony.”

“With my life, Charlie.” They hug, and Tony joins me back in the car. I climb into the passenger seat and buckle in my seatbelt.

“Ready?”

“Let’s go.”

Tony reverses the car out of the driveway, and I wave at my dad as we drive away. I wipe a lone tear away as we head out of the street. We pass the welcome sign into the town and head out onto the highway. I’m going to miss Forks and I’ll especially miss Charlie, but I know this is the start of something new for me, a new chapter. For the first time in the last year, my broken heart isn’t ruling my every move.

We arrive at the airport in Port Angeles a little over an hour later. Tony drives onto a part of the tarmac and parks next to a small airplane. He gets out of the car and heads over to the plane. I stay in the passenger seat and watch as Happy comes out to greet Tony.

I’m looking around the airport when the car door is opened. I gasp and swing round to face Tony.

“Are you getting out? Or are you going to stay here?”

“You scared me! You have to stop doing that!”

He rolls his eyes and closes the door behind him and makes a “come on” motion with his hand. I climb out and walk round to the trunk of the car.

“Your stuff is already on the plane, Bella.”

“Oh.” I blush. “Sorry.” I make my way toward the plane and climb the steps. I stop just inside the door of the plane, completely in awe. “Wow.”

“Cool, right?” Tony says from behind me.

“I’m never going to be able to get on a normal airplane again.”

He laughs.

I sit down and look out of the window.

“It’s nice to see you again, Bella.”

I turn around and smile at Happy. “Hi.”

Tony sits down opposite Happy. “We should be in the air for about six hours.”

“Okay.” I look out the window as the plane starts to move forward, the speed picks up as we go to take off, and I say goodbye to Washington. At least, for now.

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2019 Spring Fling: Gift List

As always, a huge, heartfelt THANK YOU to everyone who was a part of the exchange this year; the helpers, the participants, the people now leaving comments and kudos, and everyone who helped spread the word by liking and sharing our posts. This exchange wouldn’t have been possible without you.

You’re the best, you rock, we love you!

And now, without further ado: the complete 2019 WinterIron Spring Fling Gift List!

Enjoy! 💕

Sparks Fly by tisfan for Lets_call_me_Lily Tony travels to Shelbyville, Indianna to fix Bucky’s arm… and while he’s there, maybe they’ll go see the fireworks show together.

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The Winter Sentinel by james for tarot_card Bucky tests as a Sentinel when he's thirteen, and he knows it means his life won't be easy.

Which is a bit of an understatement, really.

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When We Met In Paris by TheVagabondBoy for scarynoodles Neither Tony nor Bucky expected to run into each other in a bar in Paris.

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Mechanical Creations by celtic7irish for yourselenite Tony Stark is a tattoo artist who gains inspiration from all things technical. When Tall, Dark, and Handsome walks in wanting a cover-up tattoo, Tony is only too happy to oblige. Oh, and did he mention? He really, really likes that metal arm.

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My soul screams for you by IronEyes for Potrix In Siberia Tony learns how his parents really died. In Siberia Tony gets betrayed by one of his best friends. In Siberia Tony finds the killer of his parents and… his soulmate. Tony has no idea how to handle this, but he can’t stay away from Bucky.

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The Beautiful Light of Madness in Your Eyes by tisfan for shadowgrl94 In the Soul Stone, time is relative, people are at peace. It is a paradise, but also a trap. Can Tony break the trap and bring everyone home?

Especially when he risks losing the only thing that matters...

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To keep you safe inside my arms by ShadowsintheClouds for celtic7irish Tony and Bucky had been secretly dating for a while. They loved having their little secret. It was something special between them. But, a night out by the lake with the other Avengers threatens to take their secret away from them.

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Kiss Me Deadly by yourselenite for MassiveSpaceWren Just a skip and a jump back in time before World War I where Anthony Stark and James Barnes are secretly together in the early 1900s.

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Hold You Close (To Keep You Warm) by ChaoticDemon for sara_wolfe Five times Tony and Bucky cuddled for warmth and one time they didn't bother with the pretense.

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Where No Other Love Goes by Stark-N-Barnes for TheSopherfly “I want to,” he confessed.

Bucky flinched.

“What?”

Tony stared at him with a look in his eyes that spoke more volume than words, as the realisation wrapped itself around Bucky.

“I don't want to hurt you…” he whispered.

“Bucky…”

~or~

That time Bucky was undoubtedly in love with Tony, but didn't think he could have him.

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And the light, it shines from you by Lets_call_me_Lily for its_inherited Tony and Bucky snuggling in bed; it's been a long day.

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Connection and Intent by SierraNovembr for sleepoverwork When Tony’s father is murdered, he takes a desperate risk to uncover the truth and save the man he loves. It changes his life forever.

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Puppy Love by Reioka for ShadowsintheClouds Bucky is learning to become a person again. When some guy starts crying all over Natasha's dog, he decides he's doing better than he originally thought.

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Howlin' For You by justanotherpipedream for james When the sun goes down, Sheriff Bucky sets up his rifle, ready to shoot any gnoll, ghoul or beast that tries to raid his small town in the cover of the night. Night after night, Bucky keeps watch, running himself ragged all the while. Worried for his friend, Steve offers a solution to his problem.

“So your solution is that I get myself a mail order bride? An’ then what?”

“Or groom. We knew you like both options. You need a partner Bucky.”

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Promises by Iron_Eirlyssa for Lunatical When a mission goes wrong, it leaves Bucky and Tony trapped together, waiting for help. That might turn out to be a good thing in the end, though.

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We Fuck With the Lights On by badgerling for tisfan Bucky wakes up naked in a room. Tony Stark wakes up naked in the same room. Turns out, they're both actually okay with that.

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Redemption by Lunatical for calmena After remembering they were responsible for the deaths of Howard and Maria Stark, Bucky and the Soldier start watching over Tony in a desperate attempt to redeem themselves. When the Avengers get ready to raid the Hydra base that's housing Loki's scepter, they're there to intervene.

Of course, they didn't expect to end up at Stark Tower, living alongside a bunch of superheroes, and they certainly didn't think they'd end up falling in love with Tony Stark. Especially since the man still doesn't know what they've done.

Will Tony ever be able to forgive them?

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The Stranger in the Woods by TheSopherfly for JenJo “Mage shouldn’t be walkin’ in these woods alone at night,” James said.

Mage. So James knew, then. About Tony’s powers. Tony breathed deeply, the warm ghost of steam rising from his mug and tickling his nostrils. “Why’s that?” he asked, curiosity getting the better of him. He’d felt something in the forest, of course, but forests were always full of creatures and strange energies. Too many trees in one place scrambled his senses almost as well as a confusion charm.

“There are things in here that like mages a little too much,” James said, and Tony hung on the words in fascination. “Plenty of things that don’t like mages, too.”

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Fine Art by endof_theline for SierraNovembr Tony is a pre-tenure professor at the national defense research institute. His life is a ball of stress until he meets Bucky the barista at the local and remembers that there’s more to life than the next publication, but he might just be able to help with it.

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Roses for a Wallflower by tarot_card for burbear Bucky keeps finding flowers: in his favorite books, on his spot on the couch, in his breakfast cereal box, you name it. When he looks up what the names are, he also finds their meanings, ranging from forgiveness to friendship to even romantic feelings.

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(Don't) Believe My Words by FreyaS for IronEyes Tony Stark grew up knowing he was a disappointment and a failure in the eyes of not only his father but his eventual soulmate. After all, the words "I wish I'd never met you" can only be a rejection, right?

Bucky knew that he'd love the soulmate that would give him his beautiful soulwords but sometimes he feared they would never measure up to his celebrity crush, Tony Stark.

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a tale of the lil' mer who could by sleepoverwork for badgerling Little mermaid meets Anthony Edward Stark and it turns out about as well as how you think it would.

(The scene of the shipwreck with Ariel meeting and saving Prince Eric, bless Part of your World, still one of my favorite songs even after all of these years)

Tony just needed space, which is exactly why he idiotically swam to the surface after dark, away from the safety and constriction that came from his pod, his home.

If given the chance, Tony knows he could find and save his parents. He just didn't know how to prove to everyone and the spirits of the sea he could, and would, do just that.

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You Are My Sunshine by EchoSiriusRumme for gryvon Tony is captured and deaged while on a business trip, but the team - his family - jumps right into action to take care of their tiny, shy resident genius while they figure out how to fix this. Or at least, they try to, concern growing each time he freezes at the sight of Steve.

But that was something personal, whispered to Bucky between frustrated tears one night, so Bucky wouldn’t be telling that secret unless push came to shove.

Too bad for Tony....it does.

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Perestroika by blue_pointer for InsaneJuliann According to Doctor Strange's vision, Tony Stark is the only man who can save the universe from the Decimation. But who will save Tony Stark? Bucky must use the Time stone to travel to the past and make sure Tony makes it safely to 2023.

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Drowning by sara_wolfe for EchoSiriusRumme It was only supposed to be a prank. It wasn't supposed to go this wrong...

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Travelling the world only to end up home by JenJo for hopespym Bucky has been travelling with his son to try and find a blacksmith who can fix his arm.

He ends up back where everything started for him, in a place where he had once dared to dream of a future, before he had his heart broken.

Tony has spent his time building a name for himself as the blacksmith who can fix anything and everything. He never expected to see the man who broke his heart walk through his door.

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What happens in Zurich by siyuttov for TheVagabondBoy Tony Stark is sent to evaluate the Winter Soldier, who claims to have defected from Hydra and is hoping SHIELD can help take down his former employers.

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Not Ideal but Workable by calmena for marsmaywander Tony and Bucky go on a date. It goes about as wrong as it can, to the surprise of exactly nobody.

They make it work, anyway.

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tell me who i am (because i don't know) by scarynoodles for ChaoticDemon “Is that all you called me here for?”

Tony stands up abruptly, walking around the desk and glancing out one of the windows. “No, actually. See, Pepper’s been nagging me to get an actual bodyguard since that happened. Usually, I would just argue that I don’t need one, since – technically, I’m my own bodyguard, but now she won’t let up since I was in the suit and still couldn’t fight back against a civilian.” Tony ignores the heat crawling up the back of his neck at that. It had been pretty embarrassing that he’d been jumped like that. “I figured, I might as well hire someone on my own terms before she did it for me. And you’re a good guy, clearly, otherwise you wouldn’t have done what you did. So, want to become my bodyguard?”

It's 2012, and the Avengers have defeated Loki and his army. Tony has a new bodyguard, and all seems well.

Except – his bodyguard acts really strangely at times, and he doesn't seem to be caught up with the world around him. He has a dark, mysterious past which he refuses to divulge beyond little tidbits. Once, he claimed to have killed people. Not to mention he reminds Tony of someone he used to know – someone he used to love – decades ago.

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How to Survive a Haunted House by marsmaywander for Briz “Lord save me from crazy white boys,” were probably going to be Rhodey’s last words. He didn’t care what his friend said; this place was haunted, and they were both gonna end up dead because Tony was too taken in by the ample closet space.

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it starts and ends with memory by Rowantreeisme for Arboreal Tony Carbonell is a completely normal professor at MIT. He tutors kids, both in his class and not, and builds things in his free time. He feeds stray cats and drinks too much coffee and wears dorky shirts to class. He's also an Avenger and the son of the late Howard Stark. He's pretty sure, though, that no one except his two closest friends and his AI's know this. And then the Winter Soldier breaks into his home.

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Will you? [Comic] by MassiveSpaceWren for FreyaS Tony hadn't planned his proposal like this...

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Give or Take by beir for BrightEyesIllusionist After everything, the prince could only hope his ill-fated plan would work.

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Near Miss by Arboreal for justanotherpipedream A car accident, the police had said. He could have lost them to something as stupid as a car accident.

He could have lost them, and his last memories of them would be of arguing with his father and ignoring his mother.

Bucky's trigger words begin to fail. This changes things.

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Tony Stark's Home for Wayward Assassins by gryvon for Stark-N-Barnes Tony Stark's too busy running Stark Resilient and making technological breakthroughs in clean energy and medical technology to pay too much attention to all the superheroes that have been popping up since that crazy horned guy trashed New York City. Then one shows up at his house in the middle of the night demanding Tony fix his broken metal arm and Tony can't in good conscious kick him out after.

Or, how a Tony Stark that never became Iron Man ended up with a Russian assassin living in his mansion.

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Moonshine by InsaneJuliann for blue_pointer Tony's a werewolf and a single dad, which means he doesn't have much time for the dating scene. But a small push from friends leads to him meeting Bucky. Totally human, great, and very interested Bucky. And for the first time in a while, Tony's interested in more than just a life that orbits around only his daughter.

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Fake It 'Til You Make It by hopespym for Reioka So sure. Since he’d gotten back from his station overseas, life hadn’t really been treating him too good.

Before he’d gone he’d had no trouble at all finding someone for the night and even managed a couple of relationships that had all (seemingly) been going pretty well until he’d been left behind as the others continued on with their lives, and after he’d gotten back he hadn’t even really bothered anything.

And all Tinder got him was mugged one time.

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Iron Man: Legend of the Seven Seas by BrightEyesIllusionist for Rowantreeisme Tony Stark is a black hearted pirate who ran away from home years ago. His latest target? The legendary Book of Peace which maintains the treaty between the kingdoms. But the God of Chaos has other plans for the book, and yet more for the black hearted pirate.

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fight 'til we see the sunlight by burbear for siyuttov There are days where Tony regrets not going back on his word, where he wishes he had told Steve “No, actually, keep that murderer out of my house and as far from me as possible.” Pepper and Rhodey even said he should. Not in as many words, certainly not because of Barnes, but because they know Tony.

Tony knows, though, that the safest place for Barnes—and everyone else, since the first day people found out about the Winter Soldier more and more civilians were getting grand ideas about bringing him in—is the Tower. His only stipulation is that Steve keeps Barnes away from him.

His timer is steadily ticking toward zero, to the day he meets his soulmate, but to be honest? Tony has a lot more on his mind than someone fate picked out for him.

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When It Rains It Pours by DreamcatchersDaughter for beir Bucky's sure Tony is half werewolf, Tony is sure Bucky is all fae.... What happens when they are both wrong?

Or 3 times these idiots got it wrong and 1 time they got it so right.

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Hope and Heroes by Zola9612 for endof_theline Young Tony was born without a soul mark. How does that affect his life?

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Your Hand In Mine by celtic7irish for Harpyienkind Omega Tony Stark is the son of Lord Stark. Ever since he presented as an Omega, he has been promised to Lord Barnes, a ruthless warrior of Hydra that he has never even met. Three months pregnant by his lover and heat-partner, Bucky, Tony is terrified for both himself and the unborn child. But Tony Stark has never backed down before, and he’s not about to start now.

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share and celebrate by Potrix for Zola9612 It’s been almost twenty-four hours, but still none of it seems or feels entirely real.

Well, to be fair, learning about the existence of parallel universes, finding out there’s at least one other Earth that has been destroyed by a threat his Earth isn’t even fully aware of yet, and getting two other-universe versions of people he’s currently not exactly on speaking terms with dropped into his lap has been kind of a lot.

It might take Tony another day—or year, more likely—to wrap his head around all of that.

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Wanted: Boyfriend by Briz for DreamcatchersDaughter Well, it was not every day that a job offer knocked on his door looking like something straight out of a porno.

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Cuddles by Briz for Iron_Eirlyssa Thing is, Tony likes touch. In fact, scratch that - he loves touch. He finds out that so does Bucky.

#winterironspringfling #winteriron #buckytony #tony stark #bucky barnes #gift list

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what song do you associate with each muse?

okay so this took me forever lol, and i didn’t do it for ardyn, hannibal or blaine bc i ended up getting tired of looking for songs, but... here you go. i also put the parts of the lyrics to each song that i associate with each muse underneath the cut, for those who might be interested in why i picked the songs i picked. anyways, here goes:

ARTHUR FLECK: smile - jimmy duranteJOHN DOE: down with the sickness - disturbedJACE HUNTER: monster you made me - pop evilJOHN WINCHESTER: hurt - johnny cashNEGAN: hail to the king - avenged sevenfoldEDWARD NYGMA: numb - the cover version by jonathan youngJAMES GORDON: healing begins - tenth avenue northHARLEY QUINN: i’m gonna show you crazy - bebe rexhaSEAN MACGUIRE: my old man - zac brown bandARTHUR MORGAN: running gun - marty robbinsDAMON SALVATORE: whiskey fever - dorothy

ARTHUR FLECK: smile - jimmy durante

smile though your heart is aching, smile even though it's breakingwhen there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by. if you smile through your fear and sorrow. smile, and maybe tomorrow you'll see the sun come shining through, for you. light up your face with gladness, hide every trace of sadness, although a tear may be ever so near. that's the time you must keep on trying. smile, what's the use of crying? you'll find that life is still worth while, if you just smile.

JOHN DOE: down with the sickness - disturbed

it seems what's left of my human side is slowly changing in me (will you give in to me?) looking at my own reflection, when suddenly it changes, violently it changes. there is no turning back now, you'vewoken up the demon in me.

get up, come on get down with the sickness, open up your hate, andlet it flow into me. get up, come on get down with the sickness. madness is the gift, that has been given to me.

i can see inside you, the sickness is rising, don't try to deny what you feel (will you give in to me?) it seems that all that was good has died, and is decaying in me.

JACE HUNTER: monster you made me - pop evil

take a good look at me now, do you still recognize me? am i so different inside? this world is trying to change me. and i admit i don't want to change with it, and i admit i can't go on like this anymoreerase this monster i've become. forgive me for all the damage done. it's not over, say it's not over. i'm begging for mercy, i’monly the monster you made me.i'm better alone now. see i'm torn from my mistakes. and i stop believing that i could ever make things change. how much can i take, when i know that it hurts you? how long can i wait, when icant go on like this anymore?because who i am isn't who i used to be. and i'm not invincible,i'm not indestructible. i'm only human. can't you see the beauty in me?take a good look at me now, can't you see i've changed?

JOHN WINCHESTER: hurt - johnny cash

i hurt myself today, to see if i still feeli focus on the pain, the only thing that's realthe needle tears a hole, the old familiar stingtry to kill it all away, but i remember everything

what have i become, my sweetest friendeveryone i know, goes away in the endand you could have it all, my empire of dirti will let you down, i will make you hurt

NEGAN: hail to the king - a7x

watch your tongue or have it cut from your head. save your life by keeping whispers unsaid. children roam the streets now orphans of war. bodies hanging in the streets to adore. royal flames will carve a path in chaos, bringing daylight to the night. death is riding in to town with armor. they come to take all your rights.

hail to the king, hail to the one. kneel to the crown, stand in the sun. hail to the king.

blood is spilled while holding keys to the throne. born again but it’s too late to atone. no mercy from the edge of the blade. dare escape and learn the price to be paid. let the water flow in shades of red now. arrows black out all the light. death is riding in to town with armor. they come to grant you your rights.

there's a taste of fear, when the henchmen call. iron fist to tame them iron fist to claim it all

EDWARD NYGMA: numb - linkin park cover by jonathan young

i'm tired of being what you want me to be, feeling so faithless, lost under the surface. don't know what you're expecting of meput under the pressure of walking in your shoes. every step that i take is another mistake to you

i've become so numb, i can't feel you there. become so tired, so much more aware, i'm becoming this. all i want to do, is be more like me and be less like you

can't you see that you're smothering me. holding too tightly, afraid to lose control? 'cause everything that you thought i would be has fallen apart right in front of you. every step that I take is another mistake to you. and every second I waste is more than I can take

and i know i may end up failing too. but i know you were just like me with someone disappointed in you

JAMES GORDON: healing begins - tenth avenue north.

so you thought you had to keep this up. all the work that you doso we think that you're good. and you can't believe it's not enough.all the walls you built up are just glass on the outside

so let 'em fall down. there's freedom waiting in the sound, when you let your walls fall to the ground, we're here now

this is where the healing begins, oh this is where the healing starts.when you come to where you're broken, within the light meets the dark.

afraid to let your secrets out. everything that you hide can comecrashing through the door now. but too scared to face all your fear, so you hide, but you find that the shame won't disappear

sparks will fly as grace collides with the dark inside of us. so please don't fight this coming light. the light meets the dark.

HARLEY QUINN: i’m gonna show you crazy - bebe rexha

there's a war inside my head, sometimes i wish that i was dead.i'm broken, so i called this therapist and she said, "girl, you can't be fixed, just take this"i'm tired of trying to be normal, i'm always over-thinking. i'm driving myself crazy. so what if i'm fucking crazy?

and i don't need your quick fix. i don't want your prescriptions. just'cause you say i'm crazy, so what if i'm fucking crazy? yeah, i’m gonna show youloco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath, yeah, i'm gonna show you, i’mgonna show you. yeah, i'm gonna show you mental out my brain, bat shit, go insane, yeah, i'm gonna show you

i've been searching city streets trying to find the missing piece like you said. and i searched hard only to find there's not a single thing that's wrong with my mind.

SEAN MACGUIRE: my old man - zac brown band

he was a giant when i was just a kid. i was always tryingto do everything he did. i can still remember every lesson he taught me, growing up learning how to be like my old man

he was a lion, we were our father's pride, but i was defiant, when he made me walk the line. he knew how to lift me up, and when to let me fall. looking back, he always had a planmy old man, my old man

feel the callous on his hands and dusty overalls. my old man, now i finally understand i have a lot to learn from my old man.

my old man, i know one day we'll meet again, as he's looking down. my old man, i hope he's proud of who i ami'm trying to fill the boot of my old man. my old man

ARTHUR MORGAN: running gun - marty robbins

i rode out of kansas city, going, south to mexico. i was, running dodging danger, left the girl that i loved so. far behind lay kansas city and the past that i had earned. twenty notches on my six gun marked the lessons i had learned.

many times i sold my fast gun for a place to lay my head. till the nights began to haunt me by the men that i lay dead. couldn't stand it any longer with the life that i'd begun, so I, said good-bye to jeannie and became a running gun. i rode into amarillo as the sun sank in the west, my thoughts in kansas city and the girl that i love best. as i smiled and kissed her gently and then turned around to go, said i'd send for her to meet me when i reached old mexico. i had barely left the saddle and my foot just touched the ground, when a cold voice from the shadows told me not to turn around.said he knew about my fast gun, knew the price paid by the law. challenged by a bounty hunter, so i turned around to draw.

i knew someday i'd meet him for his hand like lightning flashed, my own gun stayed in leather as his bullet tore it's path. as my strength was slowly fading, i could see him walk away, and i knew that where i lie today, he too must lie some day. now my strength is slowly fading and my eyes are growing dim, and my thoughts return to jeannie and the home that we had planned. oh please tell her won't you mister that she's still the only one, but a woman's love is wasted when she loves a running gun.

DAMON SALVATORE: whiskey fever - dorothy

woah mama don't you leave me alone, no tellin' what i'll do on my own. woah mama there's a pit in my soul, so deep i gotta fill it up now, fill it up now, fill it up now.whiskey whiskey whiskey fever, you're my evil, you're my evilwhiskey whiskey whiskey fever, you're my evil, you're my evil love

woah mama can't you say that i'm wrong, bad habits been busting my bones. hell mama’s gonna swallow me whole, god knows i gotta fill it up now, fill it up now, fill it up now.

#atnoctum #&*' outofcharacters. ( ooc.)

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