#btw i forever think that steve is the calm parent

[lazylittledragon]

psspsps come get your alt dads

[pappydaddy]

Oblivious (r.b.)

A/N: Another request down! This one is another Robin request. It's a bit longer than the last one I posted, but it's a bit dry unfortunately. I tried to make it like my other longer fics, but I just felt like this is was meant to be this length. I threw in a funny scene in the end. Anywho, I hope you like it lovely anon💛, I really tried to do your request justice (I loved it btw).

P.S: Not proofread yet. I'm gonna go over all my fics in these upcoming fics to proofread and I will do this fic then

TV Show/Movie: Stranger Things

Pairing: Robin Buckley x Fem!Byers!Reader

Stranger Things/Robin Taglist: N/A

Requested

Warnings: Fluff, a parent being obvious, getting caught getting hot and heavy the backseat. Pretty short in length.

Note: Not proofread yet. I'm gonna go over all my fics in these upcoming fics to proofread and I will do this fic then

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The cool night breeze rolled in through Y/N Byers’ open window as she and Robin laid in her bed. Late Summer nights spent in bed with her girlfriend were Y/N’s favourite. Having their legs tangled together, their arms holding each other close as they lightly traced random shapes on each other. It was true bliss in her eyes. “You think your mom is back with the movie yet?” Robin broke the comfortable silence with a whisper. Y/N shrugged, pulling her hand away from where it was playing with Robin’s short hair.

“We would have heard her car so probably not,” She answered, shifting as she propped her elbow up. Robin automatically rolled onto her back, gazing up at Y/N with big blue eyes that sparkled in the silver moonlight, the sounds of frogs and crickets filling the silent room again as they enjoyed the company of each other. “Steve is probably taking forever to lock up the store and she’s probably waiting for him to leave so we don’t start without him.” She hypothesized, looking down at Robin again.

Robin hummed, nodding as she pictured Steve fumbling around with his keys, trying each one to figure out which one locked the store door. “He can never remember which key goes to what. We should get him a label maker so he can label them.” She suggested making Y/N snort out a laugh, flopping on her back, untangling themselves from each other completely.

“Are we really going to be that couple that gives friends stationary for presents,” She asked, lulled her head to the side to gaze at Robin who shrugged, pulling a face that asked her why they couldn’t be. “Because those couples are the boring couple that never get invited to any parties people actually want to have fun at.” She answered Robin’s silent question.”

“Fair point.” Robin agreed just as Y/N’s bedroom door opened. The two girls pulled themselves up, looking at the door as Joyce popped her head in.

“Sorry to interrupt girls night, but Steve is here with the movies and I got the snacks, come on out to the living room.” She told them, leaving the door open as she disappeared down the hall, getting Jonathan from his room. Silently, the girls rolled off Y/N’s bed and shuffled out into the living room, being greeted by Steve and Will placing bowls of chips and popcorn on the coffee table that already had a display of soda and water sitting on it.

“Hey, Dingus,” Robin greets Steve as she brushed past him to sit on the couch. “Will.” She nodded at the younger boy, slapping hands with him in a greeting as he sat beside her.

“Hi, Robin.” Steve breathed out, taking a seat in the armchair, cracking open a can of soda, taking a drink. Y/N stepped over his sprawled-out legs, plunking herself down on the other side of Robin, her feet kicking up to rest on her lap comfortably.

“Where are the other kids?” Y/N wondered, looking over her shoulder at Steve as he sat his open soda down, popping a piece of popcorn in his mouth.

“Dustin is sick, Max is busy being grounded, Lucas is sulking being Max is grounded, and Mike is at a family dinner with his grandparents,” Steve listed off the location of each kid easily. Making Robin laugh. “What?” Steve asked with furrowed brows as he grabbed a chip, crunching on it instantly before wiping his hands on his jeans, bouncing his knee.

“Oh nothing, it’s just that you’re such a mom.” Robin made fun of him, her hands resting on Y/N’s ankles as Joyce walked back in with Jonathan in tow looking like he just woke up from a nap, the pair sitting on the other couch.

“So, Steve,” Joyce started, reaching for two sodas, handing one to Jonathan. Robin reached over, collecting three and placed them in her lap. “What movie is first?” She asked as Y/N and Will each plucked a can from Robin’s lap, opening them at the same time, both cans hissing loudly.

“Have no idea, let Will pick-”

“Rawhead Rex!” Will interrupted excitedly, shocking Joyce since she obviously hadn’t picked that one up.

“Wiliam Byers, did you pick that up without me knowing?”

“No, please, I don’t like scary movies!” Joyce and Y/N said at the same time.

“Which is exactly why I didn’t pick any scary movies, mister.” Joyce told Will in a semi-scolding manner.

“Don’t worry, Y/N, I’ll protect you from the scary movie.” Robin looked over at her, her tone somewhat teasingly. Joyce cooed at this, tilting her head slightly.

“Aw, you two are so cute together,” She sighed longingly. “Wish I had had someone like that in high school.”

____

“I’m heading out for a date mom,” Y/N announced as she walked down the hall from her room, slinging her purse over her shoulder. Joyce opened her bedroom door, popping her head out just as Y/N was about to walk past, scarring her daughter. “Jesus mom,” She exclaimed, her hand flying to her chest as her heart tried to calm down. “You scared me! I thought you were in the kitchen!”

“Sorry dear,” She apologized, opening her door all the way and stepping out of her room all dressed up. Y/N furrowed her brows at her mom’s appearance. She was awfully dressy for a night home alone. Parting her lips as she followed her mother into the living room, she went to say something but Joyce interrupted. “You said you were going on a date, but I don’t see a car.” She pointed out as she looked out the window.

“I’m actually driving tonight.” Y/N explained before opening her mouth the ask her mother about her plans for the night.

“How progressive,” Joyce smiled, turning to face her daughter again, clasping her hands together. “I love a good feminist moment, you have fun on your date and tell me all about it when you get home.”

“So I can have the car,” Y/N asked tentatively. She had assumed that her mother would take the night to relax as this would be the first night in years she has to be home alone. Joyce nodded, looking at her daughter oddly as she tossed the car keys towards her from the bowl by the door. “You don’t have plans? You seem like you do.” Y/N pressed, not wanting to ruin her mother’s plans.

“Oh, I do have plans, I have a date.” Joyce confirmed as if it was nothing. Y/N sputtered, taken aback by this information and how nonchalantly her mother just disclosed it. She watched her mother walk into the kitchen as if it was any other day.

“If you have a date then you need the car, I’ll figure out how to work around not having a car right now-” Y/N rushed into the kitchen behind her, holding the keys out to Joyce who shook her head, pushing her hand away and cutting her off.

“No, I don’t need the car, he’s picking me up here, you go on your date with the car and have fun!” Joyce told her, grabbing Y/N’s shoulders and forcing her to turn around.

“But, this is your first date since Bob died. Do you want me to stay home in case you need to bail? What if something goes wrong and you can’t reach me or Hopper? What if this guy is secretly a mad scientist connected to the Upside Down? What if he’s just a horrible person-” Y/N rambled, fighting against her mother’s hold as she pushed her towards the door.

“Trust me, Y/N,” Joyce started, opening the front door as Y/N continued to ramble off scenarios that could possibly go wrong. “None of that is going to be an issue. I know this guy, you know this guy. He is perfectly safe and I will be fine. Besides, this isn’t even our first date.”

“Mom-” She tried to say something but was cut off by her own mother all but pushing her out of the house. She let out a shriek, stumbling along the porch.

“Go on your date, Y/N and don’t come back until your date is finished.” Joyce warned, closing and locking the front door. Her face was glaring at Y/N through one of the small windows at the top of their door, almost daring her not to go on the date. Huffing, Y/N turned on her heel and headed off to the car.

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Joyce’s mysterious date had been pushed into the back of Y/N’s mind the second she saw Robin open her front door. Now, it wasn’t even a thought in her head, all her mind could focus on was the way she felt as Robin’s lips traced down her neck, pecking and sucking as they went. Airy moans left her mouth as she squirmed under her girlfriend, her nearly bare back rubbing against the cold backseat of the car. “Oh god-” She whimpered as Robin’s lips travelled lower, dancing dangerously along the cup of her bra, her fingertips just barely slipping under the underwire. “Oh god!” She gasped when her eyes fluttered open after seeing the flash of red and blue hues on her eyelids.

“Am I making you feel good, baby?” Robin pulled her lips from Y/N breast, looking up at her flirtatiously thinking her exclamation was from pleasure, not fear. Her face fell when she noted the wideness of Y/N’s eyes and flashing lights reflecting off her glistening face.

“That’s fucking Hopper,” Y/N hissed as they both scrambled to sit up, Y/N’s arms crossed over her bra-clad chest. They both tried to squint through the fogged-up back windshield, seeing two figures getting out of the car, the beam of a flashlight clicking on. “Shit, where is my shirt?” She panicked, looking around until Robin threw it at her.

“Duck,” Robin pushed Y/N and herself down as the beam of the flashlight swept over the back window. Grunting, Y/N tried to wiggle around and pull the shirt over her head as Robin watched the beam of light. “He’s looking in the woods, let’s crawl out the front seats!” Robin ushered her, letting her crawl over the console first.

“Something tells me we’re not gonna make it to the front seat,” Y/N trailed off as her eyes squinted at the brightness of the flashlight pointed right at her through the driver’s side window. “Hi, Hop,” She smiled, waving awkwardly. In response, Hopper simply pulled the backseat door open, revealing Joyce standing there, looking confused. “Mom, what are you doing here? I thought you were out on a date?” Y/N froze, her knee digging uncomfortably into the middle console.

“I am on my date, we were heading to the restaurant after the movie when we saw the car looking abandoned.” Joyce explained.

“Your date was with Hopper? You’re dating Hopper?” Y/N asked, shocked as she crawled out of the backseat, Robin following closely.

“You didn’t know that?” Robin asked her as if it was obvious.

“No!”

“Your date was with Robin?” Joyce ignored the two girls, her brows furrowed.

“You didn’t know they were dating?” Hopper looked at Joyce as he pointed his finger at the pair.

“No idea.” Joyce shook her head.

“You two are really oblivious. Everyone knew both of these things,” Hopper informed them with a laugh, earning two glares from Y/N and Joyce. “Well, anyway, we’ve got a reservation-”

“Wait,” Joyce interrupted him. “I thought you guys were just friends-” Joyce pointed to Y/N and Robin who both shrugged sheepishly. “Why didn’t you tell me?” She asked her daughter, slightly embarrassed for not realizing and a bit let down that she didn’t tell her.

“I thought you knew.”

“Well, now that I do know, I want to get to know Robin as your girlfriend so would you guys like to accompany us to our dinner reservations?” Joyce asked, her eyes wide as she hoped her daughter would say yes. She always knew that she liked girls, but she had no idea they were dating.

“Only if I get to drill Hopper with questions to make sure he’s good enough for you.” Y/N playfully glared at Hopper, narrowing her eyes at him.

“Deal.” Joyce nodded firmly.

[makbarnes]

Hey I was wondering if I could request a one shot. It mentions some heavy topics so I would like to apologize in advance in case it bothers you.

Loki x reader where they’re newly budding friends and he finds out that she has never really indulged in sex due to trauma from being sexually assaulted when she was younger. Knowing that she trusts him, he offers to sleep with her to help her overcome her fear and she accepts it. Can the smut be slow and passionate and include soft dom Loki, with a romantic ending?

Change of Plans! I discussed changing the character for her request! This is for @yeeetmyasss Steve X Reader

A/N: I hope you enjoy! Warning there is a little cut scene where it flashes back to the reader's past but doesn't describe anything. BTW this really got away from me! I enjoyed writing this so much!

PROMPT: Steve x reader where they’re newly budding friends and he finds out that she has never really indulged in sex due to trauma from being sexually assaulted when she was younger. Knowing that she trusts him, he offers to sleep with her to help her overcome her fear and she accepts it. Can the smut be slow and passionate and include soft dom Steve, with a romantic ending

WORD COUNT: Over 4K

You carefully slipped on your jacket in hopes it would cover enough of your skin for you to be comfortable. Your hair helped cover your neck and yet you still felt exposed. You felt the cold air on your legs and you could feel the tears brimming your eyes. You held back your tears as you grabbed your things and headed for the elevator in the Tower. You smiled to push the feelings down as you walked, Waving at Sam and Bucky you headed straight for the kitchen to grab a sip of water before leaving. As you leaned against the counter your fingers gripped the marble and you couldn’t help but sink into your thoughts. Your eyes flashed a deep blue as your memories took over.

Night after Night, You dreaded the night. It happens every night and you keep trying to prevent it. Hiding, acting like you were asleep, even faking sick, nothing stopped him. You had moved in with a close member of your family after your parents had divorced and the state concluded it was unfit to live with any of them. Every night was the same thing, he’d come in sometime after he had a few drinks, you could always smell it on his breath. Knob Creek Bourbon Even to this day that certain kind just sent shivers down your spine. You never wear your hair up to sleep anymore, It would give him access to more skin at night. You always tried to wear thick clothing and you still do every night when you sleep. It started off small, a grope or a kiss that lasted a bit too long, then it came to him covering your mouth, forcing himself onto you. You cried each time and you were thankful for the night you didn’t have to see him. You lost count over the years, You just felt numb...The night of your thirteenth birthday you fought back, ran off and found yourself running into HYDRA. After the years of abuse and silence you agreed to their experiments that ended up giving you powers, HYDRA set you loose after they searched your mind and found the trauma. They released you and you set forth to kill your trauma at the source. You started with your parents then your uncle. He laughed in your face as you choked him with your powers, He fell limp and you set the trailer on fire in hopes it would burn the memories as well. After that night you had turned yourself into the Avengers and they added you to the team.

“Angel?” Steve held himself back from touching you knowing what happened last time he did. He heard your sniffles and decided to lean against the counter next to you. Your knuckles were tight and you felt locked in your fears. “{Y/N}? Hey, it’s Steve, I’m right here. It’s okay.” You gasped as your mind came back to you and saw Steve standing next to you with worried eyes.

“Sorry.”

“Nothin’ to be sorry for.” You gave him a quaint smile before turning away and trying to clean your face of tears. “You goin somewhere?”

“I have a date.”

“A-a Date?! Oh...w-with who?” Steve stumbled over his words as he mentally cursed himself for his reaction.

“Don’t act so surprised, Old Man. I can pull a guy.”

“I know you can, Angel. Just surprised.”

“Don’t go gettin’ jealous on me now.” You nudged his shoulder as you sent him a wink and took your phone from your small bag. “I’m texting you my location. Just to be safe.”

“Or you could just not go. Stay with me and watch a movie.” Steve suggested quietly and you held the blush away from your cheeks. You kissed Steve’s cheek bye as you texted the boy you were supposed to meet. Steve had felt jealous as you walked away. He loved you and wanted you so badly but you never acted that way towards him. He thought he was like a brother in your mind so he pushed it down and took what he could get. Just your presence calmed him. He had started calling you when he had a nightmare or trouble sleeping and waited for you to invite him to your room to talk. The first time he snuck up on you while you were sleeping he instantly regretted it when you slammed him into the wall. Steve understood and didn’t as when you had reacted that way, some people liked their privacy. Unknowingly to him you liked him just as much as he did you. The touching was rare but when it did happen it was enveloping. The late night cuddles when you each had fallen asleep as you watched a movie, relaxing against each other after hard missions full of fighting. Everything about the man made you feel safe.

Your breath hitched when you spotted your date at the bar. You were never against drinking, you were just scared around men who couldn’t hold their alcohol. That was an issue you never had to worry about with Steve. Each time you talked with someone they had blown their chances before you even set a date with them. You were partially grateful for that fact, you were just waiting for Steve to ask you out. You hoped for it, you even dreamt about it most nights. You pushed Steve to the back of your mind as you plastered a bright smile over your face and approached your date.

“Hey Brandon?”

“Hey! God you are hotter than your pictures.”

“Uhm, thanks. Did you wanna grab a table?”

“I’d rather sit here at the bar, if that’s okay.”

“Perfectly fine.” You slid into the empty seat next to him and ordered a club soda. Something to just take the edge off but to keep you lucid incase. You noticed Brandon’s eyes roaming over your body and you felt a bit exposed as he did. “So, How was your day?”

“Boring, I’m hoping to spice it up tonight.” He reached his hand for your thigh and you quickly moved it away from his reach. You cleared your throat and hoped he would turn off the douchebag side of him. Brandon downed the rest of his drink and you rolled your eyes as his actions.

“What do you like to do?"

“Fuckin’ pretty ladies. Wanna get out of here?”

“Ugh! Yea, I'm leaving." You slammed your glass down as you stood and started to walk out of the restaurant.

“Woah! Where are you goin’?!” Brandon jerked his hand out to grab your wrist and pull you back to your seat. You stumbled but thankfully caught yourself against your chair.

“I’m going home! Let go of me!”

“No, I think you are gonna sit here and make this worth my time.”

“No the fuck I won’t” You slung his hand off of your wrist and slapped him hard across the face.

“You dumb bitch!”

“You fucking douchebag.” You easily left the restaurant and hailed a taxi to take you back to the Tower. You brushed away the few tears you had and held off your panic attack until you knew you were safe. You slammed the taxi door and stomped into the building. Tapping your foot in anger the elevator seemed to take forever, you prayed for the main room to be empty and for everyone to be doing their own things on a Friday Night. You grabbed your phone and deleted the dating app you had set up. All the guys in there just wanted one thing. You wanted to build a relationship not just fuck and leave. You tucked your phone away and groaned while the elevator opened. You kicked off your heels and ignored everyone in the main room as you went to your room. You quickly changed out of your uncomfortable dress and slipped on your joggers with one of Steve’s sweatshirts. You smiled as his scent covered you and felt safe again. You tucked your knees into your chest as you sat on your bed. Your mind ran over your thoughts and you compelled your thumb to hover over his contact in your phone. Steve would always be there.

Your breath quickened and tears started streaking down your face. You held your knees tightly and tucked your nose against the collar of Steve’s shirt. He knew you had it, He had given it to you after a night full of PTSD terrors and bloodshot eyes because you were too scared to fall asleep. You ran your finger through your hair and you pulled, trying to keep yourself grounded. Your eyes panned to the door. If you could make it a few feet. Steve was right across the hall. Just a few steps. You willed yourself to stand but felt your legs shaking, breaking out to a full sob you reached for your small clutch and pressed the green call button next to his already open contact. You just stayed silent, your sniffles echoing back from the rings as you waited for him to answer.

“Hey! Are you okay? Do I need to pick you up?” Steve’s protective tone shined through the phone and you held your mouth open to speak but it just came out as a whimper. “I need you to tell me where you are.”

“I-I…”

“F.R.I.D.A.Y locate {Y/F/N}.”

“{Y/F/N} is in her room, Captain.” The only thing you could hear were heavy footsteps echoing over the phone and you kept pushing the tears away with the sleeves of his sweater. You jerked when you heard a knock and tried to speak.

“It’s Steve, I’m coming in okay?” You nodded silently, knowing he couldn’t see you. You needed him. The only touch you ever welcomed was Steve. As he easily opened the door you sat balled on the floor with your face covered with tears. “Angel. What happened?” You shook your head no repeatedly as he sat beside you on the floor. “You don’t have to talk about it. It’s okay.” Without warning you climbed into his lap and snuggled against his broad chest. His hand rubbed up your spine while you stained his shirt with tears. Your shoulders began trembling while his warmth enveloped you, Steve pressed his lips against your head and let you cling onto him.

“Why can’t all guys be like you?” You looked up at him with tears filled eyes and sniffled.

“I’m Captain America sweets. Nobody is like me.” Steve’s thumb gently wiped away your tears. “What happened?”

“Just a douchebag only wanting sex and no relationship.”

“He doesn’t know what he’s missing then.” Steve ran his fingers over your hair as both of your movements grew still. You felt a pit of nervousness growing when your panic settled and you realized you were in his lap. Clearing your throat as you stood up Steve followed quickly and offered his hand out to you. “Since you’re home, wanna watch a movie with me now?” His bright smile was hard to say no to but you wanted to stay in your room. Your eyes darted between his hand and your bed while you tried to decide. “Wait here.” Steve rushed out of your room as you sat on your bed.

He quickly came back with four movie cases and his bowl full of popcorn with two boxes of your favorite candy. “Movie night in your room then. Need me to get anything else?”

“How did you get my candy so fast?”

“I have a secret stash in my room for you. For nights like this.”

“You are going to have to show me this stash.” You blushed as he climbed into your bed next to you. Tucking yourself against the wall the first movie started and Steve kept his distance. He placed the popcorn bowl between the both of you while he sat relaxed against your headboard. You tucked your feet under the blanket as your fingers pinched at your candy pieces. Steve tried to keep his attention to the move but kept finding himself watching you with a small smile on your face and your eyes glistening against the bright colors from the screen. You noticed his staring and set down your candy. Moving the bowl onto his lap you inched closer and laid directly next to him.

“Now stop staring.”

“I wasn’t”

“You were. I saw you.”

“Prove it.” Steve smirked as he took a few pieces of popcorn. You both stayed silent for a moment and you felt yourself messing with the sleeve on his sweater.

“Thank you Steve.”

“For what?”

“Cheering me up. You always know what to do.”

“How can I not? You're my girl. No thanks needed.”

“I’m not your girl Steve. I’m your best friend.”

“What if you were my girl?” Steve locked eyes with you as a blush creeped onto your face.

“W-what?”

“What if you were my girl, Angel?”

“Steve, you don’t want me as yours, too much shit to deal with.”

“That’s not true {Y/N}, I’ve always wanted you to be mine. Why do you think I never go on the dates Nat sets up? I’m always checking on you, I’m always worried about you. But you never seemed to want that so I just never pushed, but I’m tired of you going on dates and coming back hurt because they just want that one thing. I don’t want this to ruin our friendship but I want you, I’ve always wanted you since you joined.” Steve reached out to brush the hair away from your face but you jerked away from him. “Hey, I’m sorry Angel. I’ll just go okay? Don’t worry about it…” Steve’s voice dropped in sadness as he quickly ran into his room with a slam of his door. You still sat shocked on your bed at what he just said.

“Steve Rogers, Captain America wants you...You?! A trauma filled, scared of sex, timid girl like you?! And you sat there silent, let him think you crushed his dreams! Maybe he’s confused, Maybe he doesn’t want you. Just a thing to be conquered. No, it’s Steve. He would never. Shit I’m still wearing his shirt. God what did I do?”

You knocked yourself out of the trance and moved after Steve. You chewed your lip as you knocked on his door and your breath hitched when it opened.

“Who is - oh. Hi.”

“Can I come in?” Steve opened his door wider for you to slip inside and you stood there awkwardly as he shut the door again. “Look {Y/N} I’m sorry. I just can’t take it anymore. It’s fine if you just see me as a friend and we can stay that way.” His eyes pleaded with you.

“Steve.”

“Please {Y/N} Please just forget what I said.”

“Steve.”

“God I’m so stupid.”

“STEVE! Let me talk. I-I like you too. I always have, it's just I have an issue with my feelings.”

“What?”

“I love you Steve. You are my best friend and can always cheer me up. You even have a stash with my favorite candy. How can I not love you?” Steve closed the distance between you two and held your hands in his large ones.

“Can I? Uhm. Can I kiss you?” You smiled while you leaned your head up to feel his soft gentle lips against your own. You wanted to melt but kept your walls up, Steve cradled your head as he pulled back and smiled. “I’ve always wanted to do that.” He huffed out a heavy breath and you felt a lump in your throat, you had to tell him before it got too far.

“Can I talk to you about something?”

“Whatever you want, Angel. Sit down.” You sucked in a heavy breath as you sat down on Steve’s bed and played with his fingers that laid in your lap. “Before this gets too far. You uhm, you need to know that while I am not totally against it, I am terrified of having sex. It’s nothing against you. It's just. I, uhm, didn’t have the best childhood and I was...abused...a lot.” You held your tears away, not wanting to cry anymore tonight.

“Angel, I don’t care about that.”

“Of course you do. Everyone does! Even I do. But I just really need to trust someone and they have to understand that I just can’t.”

“If it makes you feel any better I haven’t had sex in over seventy years.” “Yea but if the time came you could do it better than me.”

“What if I uhm I help?”

“What?”

“Have you ever had someone make love to you? Not just fuck?”

“Language Captain.”

“I’m serious. Do you trust me?” You nodded your head as Steve drew himself closer to you until he was almost sitting on your lap. “Can you lay down for me?”

“Okay.”

“I want you to tell me to stop if you need me to okay?”

“Okay.” Your breath hitched as Steve moved to lay next to you and turned you on your side to face him. His hand laid over your shoulder while he slowly guided your lips to his own. Your lips intertwined and you felt his hand trail under his sweater to glide over your skin. He pulled your body against his own before coming back up to cup your face. Steve teased your mouth with his tongue and you opened for him to taste you. A stifled moan flowed into Steve’s mouth from your own while he guided your hands to flow under his shirt. You pulled back to catch your breath while you pushed your fingers over his abs and bit your lip with every curve of his skin.

“You are so beautiful baby.” Steve’s eyes moved over your body before he took his shirt off and you pulled him hungrily to your lips. “Can we take this off?” He fiddled with the bottom of his sweater that covered you. You nodded while he slowly slipped it off of your body. “You okay?”

“Yes. Kiss me more.” Steve obeyed while he gently rubbed your skin and guided your hand up to the bottom of his hairline. Steve’s hand held your hip slightly and you felt his hard member press against you. Your breath hitched and he pulled back away from you checking your face. “I’m okay. Sorry.”

“C’mere.” He pulled you against him and let your nails play over his back while he peppered kisses over your jawline. His nose tickled against your skin, his mouth was hot and welcoming while he toyed with your skin. “So sweet.”

“More please Steve.” Your legs wrapped around his waist while he sucked a mark to the top of your breast. “Shit.”

“Like that Angel?”

“Mhm..” Your nose was tucked against his hair while his lips moved down your body and he paused when he reached your pants. “{Y/N}, Can I take these off?”

“Yours too?” Steve stood up and removed his sweats before pulling your own down softly with a kiss over every inch of exposed skin that followed. You could see him in his boxers and pushed down the gulp in your throat. You let out a shaky breath and hoped Steve didn’t notice.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I promise.”

“I don’t believe you.” Steve grabbed his blanket and laid down next to you resting the situation. He covered your bodies with the blanket and scooted you against him. “What’s wrong?”

“Just nervous, please don’t stop.” Steve moved your leg to hook over his waist and pushed your back to grind over him. “Just look right at me baby.” He gave you a small peck while he reached around and unhooked your bra. Steve sucked in a tight breath as your chest was revealed and his hand toyed with one of your breasts.

“Feels good.” He licked his lips before trailing his tongue down to circle over your nipple having your back arch against him. He teased the other with a pinch and you rolled to your back. Opening your legs wider Steve held his hips tightly against you with small ruts while he had his fun on your chest. You gripped one of his wrists and moved it down to play over your underwear. Moaning at his touch you arched into him and let your eyes roll back into your head. Steve rolled his tongue down your stomach and pressed a few kisses against your hip while he pressed his fingers against your clothed clit.

“I’m gonna take these off okay?” “Please. Yes.” Your voice was at a pleasurable sigh and Steve loved how you looked to him in this moment. He trailed his tongue down to your slit and massaged your legs to open again.

“God, You’re dripping Angel. This all for me?”

“Only you Steve.” He let an guttural growl loose from his throat while he dipped his tongue through your folds. “Oh! Yes!”

“Taste so sweet Darling.” His tongue cleaned up your slick before he teased your opening with his tongue. His thumb came up to rub small circles on your clit as he began to fuck your hole gently. Steve pulled down one of your hands to play in his hair while the other was linked with his free one at your side. You pushed your hips up against his face to earn more pleasure and Steve let you control his movements. Your moans filled his room and you only wanted more. Steve switched his fingers with his tongue and you gasped as they curled inside of you. Steve pressed kisses against your thighs while he looked up to watch your breasts rising and falling with your pleasure. You gripped his hand tighter with every rise of pleasure, Steve was your only thought and you gripped for him. He adjusted his thumb to take his tongue’s place on your clit as he rose up to rest his forehead onto your own. “Feel good Angel?” “So good. Oh god! Right there. Don’t stop.” Steve tucked your face against his shoulder while he focused his hand and felt your walls tense over his fingers. Steve hovered over you a bit as he cleaned you off of his fingers and your pupils blew as you watched him. You urged your hips towards him and felt a pit open in your stomach with that little laugh he did. Steve kissed you harder this time while he guided your hands to link around his neck, you gasped against his chest as he coated himself in your finish before slowly pushing into you. The sting was coated with pleasure once he filled you to the hilt of him and stayed there for you to adjust to him. Your nails gripped into his skin and his hand held your thigh in place while he balanced himself over you with his arm next to your head. He watched your eyes close and kissed you forcefully with his ruts.

“Look at me baby.” You moved your chin down for your eyes to lock with his crystal blue ones and your breath left your body. “I love you so much, god you are so beautiful.” The coil tightened with every word he spoke. “God I’m so lucky. Such an Angel.” You pulled his chest flush against your own and tucked your face into his neck. Your thighs trembled a bit when you felt his teeth sink into your neck and suck.

“Fuck Steve. Feels so good. So close.”

“I know baby. Just let it happen, Don’t worry about me.”

“Faster. Please.”

“Sure?”

“Mhm, Please.” Your lips pressed against his clavicle and you gripped his shoulders as he picked up his pace, your eyes flitted up to him and he was chasing his own release now. He grunted quietly with every thrust and your legs felt weak as he did so. Your orgasm had ripped through you but kept rising with Steve’s thrusts. Your legs twitched when Steve’s fingers found your clit again and began working them in time. He hovered over your face and pulled your lips to his as he stopped his thrusts and filled you with his finish while his fingers kept pushing you over your limit. You gasped against the sheets as a gush of your finish coated his abs and he watched you with wide eyes.

“Oh my god, Did I!?” “That’s my new favorite thing about you Angel.” Steve quickly moved to grab a rag and cleaned his abs before slowly wiping over you and grabbing a clean pair of underwear for you.

“How many of my things do you have Steve?”

“Everything my Angel needs.” He kissed your forehead as he climbed in his bed with you and you tucked your nose against him. “Are you mine forever now?”

“Forever.”

[the-other-art-blog]

Wandavision finale SPOILERS

It was ok, I guess?

For the last eight weeks I had been watching faithfully. I was so excited for the finale and felt that it was a bit incomplete. There were cool scenes but overall it seems like they needed another episode to wrap everything up.

Boy did they exploit superhero landing so much!

New look!

That was so beautiful. She looks amazing! The crown, the hair!

SWORD

I’m not sure we needed SWORD in this series. It was done to include Monica and show Maria’s legacy. But in the end, it acted as every single bureaucratic American organization ever.

They could have put the CIA or FBI or a SHIELD-like organization and they would have done exactly the same. Hayward could been in any of those institutions. 

Maybe it’s because I have the image of SWORD from the Earth’s Mightiest Heroes cartoon with the spaceship outside Earth and being super cool. I hope Captain Marvel 2 fixes this, or Fury’s show.

Secondary characters

The show is called Wandavision, so It’s normal that Wanda was the most developed character, but I think they underutilized Monica, Darcy and Jimmy.

Especially Monica. I have mixed feelings about this. One the one hand, I think it was a quick way to give her an origin story. Now we can go into Captain Marvel 2 with her fully powered, no time to waste. However, she could have done more. She got the mid-credit scene, so at least they set her up to something greater.

The twins

They are so powerful! Especially Billy! He was able to control the SWORD agents.

Oh, and Wanda putting them to sleep so they wouldn’t notice they would die. That was very touching. “Family is forever”. She was a mom right there. Being calm and loving to her kids even though she knows something bad is coming just so they would be at peace and not suspect anything. That was beautiful. It sort of reminded me to Dark’s finale.

Vision goodbye

This is ridiculous, how many times do we have to watch him die?! One more death and he will surpass Uncle Ben! He already died more times than Steve Trevor.

Regardless, that was heartbreaking. They knew she had to do it, they literally saw it coming towards them. And just to break our hearts even more, she says “you are my love”. Wow! *tears*

Agatha

I love that Agatha called her out. “You’re cruel”

We are going to see Agatha again, for sure. I think she’s coming back for Doctor Strange 2. They set it up, Wanda says that she’ll come and find her when she needs her. And I think she will, or maybe Dr. Strange would come.

Agents of SHIELD reference

So, apparently the mention of the dark hole comes from AOS. And previously, the Hydra soak was also from AOS. I seriously hope they don’t make it canon. I’m sorry but that’s my opinion, I try to like the show but I just couldn’t. I wouldn’t mind if Mockingbird gets included in the MCU, but just her. I feel like it’s the same as if you try to include The Inhumans tv show into the MCU canon. I don’t think Keving Feige would like that at all. He allowed a few references but I doubt he would do more.

Loose threads (so many!)

We never knew who was Jimmy’s witness!?

Darcy wasn’t even there for the finale scene! Is she going to appear anywhere else? Is she done?

Where did white Vision go? He has his memories back, is he going to search for Wanda?

Why was Evan Peters cast? Was it only to confuse fans?

So, is it the multiverse or what?

Accountability! (Does the MCU even know that word?)

Isn’t the government or anyone looking for Wanda? MCU characters have no accountability! Especially Wanda! She is always justified for the mess she does.

Oh her parents were killed, oh she’s just a kid, oh she needs more training, oh she’s grieving, there’s always an excuse.

Sure, like Monica said, whomever had Wanda’s powers would try to bring their loved ones back to life. Yet, that is no justification for slaving thousands of people and torturing them. Dotty said she couldn’t even see her daughter! While Wanda was living her ideal life, everyone else was suffering.

And then, they frame the scene where everyone was looking at Wanda angrily as if the inhabitants of Westview were the bad guys! Go through what they went through, see if you forgive her. I wouldn’t. She kept them from their families, she tortured them, she make them have her nightmares. They should try to prosecute her for all of that.

Mid-credit scene

BTW, the skrull was the big cameo?! It was fine, but it didn’t blew my mind. Also, is she a good skrull or a bad one? I think she is the good one, the one who was playing Maria Hill during FFH’s end credit scene?

Post-credit scene

Again, accountability. Wanda was allowed to flee the crime scene and live in a cottage to get even more powerful.

So, she’s doing the thing from Doctor Strange where they separate their astral form from the physical one. And she’s reading the book!

The twins are coming back! They were calling for her. And they have to be there for Young Avengers.

[pseudonymfox]

Abort Mission (13)

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You and your boyfriend have powers, now he is dead and you are expecting a baby. Hydra is interested in the child so they send the  Winter Soldier. What happens if Bucky unexpectedly falls for you…

This Part: Civil War is over and you live your life alone for now...

Warnings: angst, grief, emotional, maybe slight fluff but you won’t notice

A/N:Wow it’s been a while. hello and sorry...btw I saw endgame just like a few hours ago so sorry if that sucks. Haven’t written in a while and I am sad af right now

It didn’t took Steven long before he found you, his face showing somehow hints of guilt and grief, his jaw clenched as he looked around instead of looking straight at you. Exactly like you feared it to be, him trying to find the right words to describe what happened, what Bucky’s decision was.

“We have to talk” he just told you and sat down with you in one of the seats as the jet flew with auto-pilot towards Wakanda.

You felt like the world is about to collapse around you, in complete silence while you waited for these words to come out of his mouth, it felt like hours in these seconds neither of you didn’t speak. The world seemed grey and cold, time is going slower and slower. Steve himself looked tired and kinda rough. But he tried his best explaining to you that Bucky found it a better idea to just go back under without a single word, a goodbye, maybe even a talk. You had nothing from him, just that. The last time you spoke was the phone call. What he told Steve about Archer and you being better off without you, that he felt like this was the best case scenario at least for now, you would understand; Steven repeated his exact words for you. It felt like being left alone, like a break up through text or worse, through the best friend.

A promise seemed worthless in this time.

Speechless with a single tear rolling down your cheek, desperately trying to keep yourself together especially in front of all these soldiers, the king of Wakanda and his family that let you stay as long as you wanted, explaining once again Bucky’s choice and condition. How long it would actually take couldn’t be answered. Steve also was talking about what actually happened in Russia, with Tony’s Parents, the Avengers, his arm and some other stuff. You couldn’t listen much now, everyone talking about other stuff, telling you they are sorry. You just had to see it yourself.

As they lead you through these glorious hallways of this magical place decorated like you would the future imagine to be, just to be cut off here from the rest of the world for decades already. Truly peaceful.

And then there he was, the sleeping beauty you thought the second you saw him laying in there. It remembered you of some mornings you would wake up before him. It was rare but if you had a good night, without nightmares or after a dark day with the sun shining through the windows right to your bed making him glow. It wouldn’t last long this special moment because Bucky always had a sense for it if you would stare at him even in his sleep.

“(Y/N).” you heard Steve mumble out. The room now empty, just the four of you if you even could count Bucky.

“It’s like waiting for him to wake up” you replied, not sure if he understood what you told yourself. Fixed on him you couldn’t concentrate on anything else.

“You want to have a second alone with him?” he carefully asked, sighing and silently laying his hand on your shoulder making you tense before stepping away a few steps not daring to look back at Bucky. Suddenly feeling weird to look at him, he won’t wake up, that was his decision.

“No. Can you show me where I can stay?” you walked away waiting at the door where he followed shortly and directed you a bit outside the big tower into a another one, not far away, where you they let you stay in a apartment. Much different to anything you had before, bigger and more glamorous than you felt actually comfortable with. Steve left after trying to attempt another conversation with you but in the end gave you the time you needed. Archer had his own room, a lot of toys, a paradies for a kid.

You had for yourself a big bedroom with a large bed in the middle of the room pointed to a balcony with open doors as the sun slowly set. A breathtaking sight that let your skin warm up in the last the rays of sunshine before you tried to sleep but everytime you would turn over you saw the empty side of the bed. No snoring, no one there to calm you after a nightmare, no one you could take in your arms or would hear grumble some words in different languages. It was annoying you already so you threw away the covers and went to Archers room and picked him up taking him with you back to your room and laying down besides you. He didn’t even mind and slept through all that. For not knowing how long you just laid there with him admiring his features that looked more and more like Luke until your body seemed to shut down and letting you fall asleep.

Weeks and weeks followed by not knowing what to do. Steve and others visited you trying to come close, you saw almost every corner of Wakanda in your endless free time but still every day you visited Bucky just sitting there and looking. Archer stayed with you actually even tho you started to think that it might be not a good idea to let him see Bucky this way. So the visits got less from every day to a few times a week to once a month. Archer asking a lot for him, the more he learned to speak to do things he hasn’t done before. Things you liked to share with Bucky because you loved how happy he would get after Archer would learn something new or how his eyes would sparkle with joy if he would get to see new stuff, animals for example.

While your free time you decided to start with some training again, it just couldn’t continue like this being helpless the second you were alone, Steven was so nice to introduce you to fellow teammates. Wanda one of them was helping a lot, she didn’t have the same abilities as you did, she is actually much stronger than everyone you could think of but she tried to help you with your hand motions and tricks she did to learn so you could control it much better. Natasha showed you a bit hand-to-hand combat and how to use a weapon.

Christmas was here and you invited Steve over thinking that it might be also not easy for him and he sometimes seemed lonely. To pinpoint it out what was actually up with him was almost impossible but there was for sure something bothering him or maybe he didn’t told you something. Gifts were exchanged, a dinner was held and Steve ended up sleeping in the guest bedroom. New Years, Birthdays and all that just flew away. Time meant nothing anymore.

You hadn’t seen Bucky for a few months now but about a few weeks ago Steve let you know that they actually made a step forward and it might be a breakthrough, Shuri, the smart teenage girl who also is the princess of Wakanda gave you also daily news. All she was talking about was almost not understandable to you but what was coming out that he is supposed to wake up soon, like really soon but you only replied with a forced smile and a ‘Ok’. It was as clear as the day that everyone was worried and also curious about you, opening up to people was still a big problem to you.

“You want to be there when he wakes up?” Natasha asked after the last session as you changed into different clothes.

“I don’t think so” you continued to pack you back. Steve was asking that for a week straight now and everytime you would say the same four words. If you would be there what were you supposed to do. Greet him like he didn’t just left you for a whole year that could have turned into forever if Shuri wouldn’t be able to help him as he requested.

“I know how you must feel, being just left alone but maybe you should see over this. The way Steve is talking about Barnes, it seems like he needs you know more than ever” she explained and watched you putting your stuff almost angrily in your bag just shoving it inside.

“Really? What else did he told you cause from my sight. I was trying for a long time to help him and I really thought it did help and then suddenly I wasn’t good enough and he really thought that he was still danger for us- Maybe I needed him also!?” you shut your locker with a loud thud, voice cracking from every emotion you just kept deep inside you over the year.

“-I don’t know if I should go or if it’s a bad idea if I do. I don’t even know what I am doing still here waiting, it just doesn’t feel right Nat” you steadied your temper a bit and picked up your stuff, ready to leave and go home. She didn’t said anything else afterwards and you should probably apologize later or even tomorrow, it already got late.

“Hello you two. Did you have lots of fun today?” you grinned widely as you stepped into the living room, Steve painting something with Archer as they silently giggled along each other.

“Mommy!!” he run towards you and you picked him up, hugging him and showering him with kissed which made him erupted in even more giggles.

“Thanks for taking care of him again” you let him back down and followed him, sitting back down on the carpet as he showed you his pictures.

“I told you don’t have to thank me everytime, I like the time with him. He’s a really smart and  kind boy.” he ruffled his hair and stood back up.

“I’ll be right back baby” you kissed Archer’s forehead and lead him to the door to say goodbye.

“You coming tomorrow?” he tried once again, tomorrow is the big day. How could you forget, not like that wasn’t letting you sleep for a week now.

“Steve..”you started but he held his hands up.

“I know, I know...Just sleep over it another time” he said and you nodded, hugging him another time before closing the door after he left you alone again with your thoughts.

The next day around noon you decided to visit Bucky. It was time you decided. Shuri encountered you on the way to him.

“Hey (Y/N)..Uhm you are a bit early. He hasn’t woke up yet” she checked another time on her phone his vitals but not like you didn’t knew that.

“I know. Won’t take long” you assured her and went around her into the room. He looked almost like always, laying there still sleeping just this time in a bed. Walking to one of the sides of his bed or well maybe more like table, you looked at him. Peaceful, chest moving with every breath he took. It felt surreal now but you slowly reached for his hand to hold it. It was unexpectedly warm. Naturally you also reached for his face just to run your fingers down his hair to his jaw. For a couple of more moments you waited and as he started to move slightly you backed away and back out of the room.

Bucky was actually almost awake as you came into the room. Still stuck between being unconsciousness and awake he knew someone came thru the door, by the time you held his hands, it was clear who it is. He was sure it was you and wanted to wake up but felt also scared that you would punch right back into a coma or something like this. Bucky wondered how long it has been while being in cryo again, scared that it was way longer and that he might be regretting the whole thing afterwards. The sensation of your fingertips over his face tingled, made him feel safe and comfortable. Bucky already started to think that he dreamed a good dream for once, that nothing was different or changed, that he was still frozen but it was too real for him, no words were spoken, it worried him. He is ready to open his eyes but then your hand disappeared again, footsteps slowly backing away until it was silent again. Just several hours later he actually woke up, with Steve in the room reading something in the seat besides him. You were nowhere in sight.

"Good Morning Sergeant Barnes" Shuris voice called out from the other side which made Steve stand up from his spot and stand by his side.

"How long was I out?" He asked, his voice a bit unsure as he sat up straight.

"Almost a year. Your vitals are normal and it should be all back in place, now obviously we have to run a few tests to try it out before I can really say that I've done my job if you don't mind" she said and proceed with the tests. Was almost like a normal check up and once the tests were done and he got the certainty about it, he got a new more basic outfit for outside but stayed for a while with Steve to get it just over it before it would plague his mind any longer and he had clearly enough of that now.

"How are they?" Bucky asked.

"They are fine. I tried to get them here but (Y/N),she..well they" he stuttered with a loss of words.

"She can have an attitude right? And she is not happy. Are they still here?" He finished Steve's sentence himself knowing well how you must be. Your attitude sometimes was one of a lot characteristics he loved..most of the time.

"Actually I don't know how they are. They are here but well she shut herself a bit off from everyone, started training but Archer is great, has been asking for you." Steve sighed out deeply and nodded towards the exit to follow him.

"Training, why? For what?" He furrowed his brows as he asked like he was expecting that there is going to be another war or something of like that. Concerned for what it could be if started to suddenly train.

"Nothing. Nat and Wanda has been helping her but couldn't say much more about it" Steve remarked and stopped outside by a bench to sit down.

"What do want to do now?" He asked as Bucky stayed silent.

"I guess try to talk to her" he shrugged and had to grin, not knowing where to even start.

"Sergeant Barnes. I was informed you are awake." T'Challa came walking up to them with two dora milaje by his side.

"Just Bucky. Thank you for letting me stay here and my family too"he meaningly and truthfully said, the hospitality was more than he could thank him for.

"You are welcome as long as you wish for." He nodded a quick goodbye to the both of them and walked away again.

"Wanna go to them now?" Steve changed back to their previous subject.

"Why not..I guess" he responded with content smile even he was certain that you had to talk about a lot of things but this felt like the kinda homecoming he wished he had after the war. Like the soldats coming to their waiting wives and kids, having a family had its perks but he wouldn't let go of that, whatever it takes.

Not far away from their spot Steve showed him their apartment, guessing that you would be home by now from your daily walk through the citys. Now leaving him alone, not wanting to be there just because it wasn't simply right if he would stay. With no further hesitation or other disturbing thoughts he knocked on the door a couple of times. With no big anticipation he stood there waiting until the door finally opened, wide enough to let him see you. You clung to the door not saying anything or showing any kind of emotion waiting for him to say something.

You thought about what to say the whole day and even the last whole week since Shuri meant it would be finally the time.

“I know what I did but it was the only solution for me” he straight up brought out, at least he didn’t hesitate you thought and nodded at him with a serious expression, walking back into the apartment so he could follow you inside. First things he saw as he looked around was that it looked like home, things he only remembered to have in your small Bucharest flat. Pictures actually hung up, a few toys scattered around, everything just had a personal touch.   

“Where you in a rush? Was it like one of these now or never situations or more like well either that or I never get the chance again cause I know (Y/N) is gonna say no once she gets here” you mimicked his voice and called him out but you waited a year for that.

“-cause I get it then. Really James that was the right decision. I didn’t know I was that annoying that someone has to freeze himself in order to not see me again. Just tell me the next time please. That would help both of us!” you shouted but not as loud as you wanted to, Archer could sleep through a storm but not with someone fighting in the next room.

“It wasn’t like that and you know that.” he calmly told you, which made it even harder to be not mad at him.

“Tell me how it was cause I wasn’t here as you made this decision and it make me think that we don’t mean something to you and if-”you gulped down harshly before rethinking your choices of words.

“If that is the case then I’ll be gone tomorrow and you don’t have to see either of-” With watering eyes you felt your body began to shake, feeling the beginning of a panic attack rising letting you stumble over your words and thinking out loud, that happened a few times before.

“Woah. I never said that and I won’t. (Y/N) I love you...both! I couldn’t live without you and I don’t want to” he stepped forward stopping you mid-sentence trying to close the distance and finally take you in his arms again but you stepped back and crossed your arms in front of your chest, hugging yourself tightly.

“Don’t. You can sleep on the couch if you want to” you said and walked away closing your bedroom door behind you and laid down besides Archer who still slept most of the time in your bed. Staring at the ceiling you felt your tears burn in your eyes. It would be another sleepless night.

Bucky stood still helpless in the middle of the room, hoping you would return. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he got comfortable on the couch with a blanket draped over his legs and one of his arms behind his head staring around the room, being wide awake.

The moonlight was letting him see enough of the room. The photos that hung on the walls, a few of Archer, you and even Steve, after this conversation he was even more surprised that there were lots of him also. Some things he just missed, photos from Archers Birthday, him meeting rhinos for the first time or his second birthday.

A look around the room stopped on the table by the couch, drawings caught his attention as he sat up again to take a closer look at them. All of them are Archers drawings and some smaller doodles that definitely looked like Steve’s artwork. Seemed to be from him at different occasions even tho he wasn’t there at one of these, another one of him sleeping in the cryotube letting him know that you must have went there a couple of times. Steve was right about you shutting yourself off. He fucked up that’s what he got out of everything and that was nothing compared to fights you had before, it was serious and it might can’t be fixed anymore.

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Independence day

Tony laid on his couch, and cried- Again. The usual scenario in the last three weeks. Not even Pepper managed it to break the walls down he built, walls of iron, steel and lost emotion. He was like an android- copy. It was all his fault, only his fault. All of them died because he couldn't stop Thanos on Titan and allowed him to go to Wakanda. Wanda, Vision, Sam, T'challa, Mantis, Drax, Groot, Starlord, Dr.Strange... Peter. It was all Tonys fault, Peter was only sixteen and supposed to be in school. Why did he allowed him to go to that damn spaceship... He stared at his hands which began to shake again.

"Sir, incoming call from May Parker. Pick up?", Tony heard Fridays voice and sighed. His voice cracked by the attempt to answer and instead he nodded- forgetting that Friday was an AI. She was the only person he had talked to, or at least tried. Pepper had gone away, probably hurt, but Tony didn't care anymore. Why should she love him, when he was so weak? "Y- Yes.", he answered after a reminder of Friday. He had drifted in his thoughts again.

"Mr.Stark, may I remind you that you have something to do this day and you don't want to miss it.", Aunt Mays voice soundes strange through the phone, but Tony heard the same sadness that was in his voice. "What day was today again?", he asked quietly. "Independence day and now open the door. He would want you to be there, and you know that."

Peter had planed an Independence day event, indeed, and he had invited Tony. Tony had organized a small present for every guest, but after the... Events he had forgot about it. Why should he go? Without Peter it just wasn't important for him. Peter was the only reason he was sane, and now Peter was gone... His hands were holding a glass filled with an alcoholic drink and he felt awful.

"Mr. Stark... Please get up", she told him after she sneaked in his living room- She didn't sneak, of course not, but Tony was distracted by his thoughts again. His heart beat faster and he turned around as fast as the light. But he calmed down as he saw his partner in sadness. Without words he went to her and hugged her. He couldn't describe with words what he felt in that moment. Guiltiness, Sadness, Grief, anger.

Everything mixed and he broke down sobbing on the floor. "I am so sorry, so sorry, so sorry.", he just whispered. The tears wet his shirt he hasn't changed since a week and he just wanted something to hold on. Something to keep him away from falling apart again. Warm hands found his and softly helped him to stand again. "Shhhh, shhhhh.", he heared a voice from afar and his sight began to become clear again.

"Miss Parker, would you help me to find a outfit for this?", he asked after a few moments awkward silence and she nodded heavily, happy to do something. They didn't talk about it, neither of them wanted to wake up memories again. He laughed a bit after she told him he looked like 10 years before- the egoistic, arrogant, narcisstic Playboy. Not exactly what he wanted to look like but still better than the broken man he was. It felt good and wrong at the same time to laugh, but he decided to enjoy it. 'Only one day', he told himself 'One day fun.'

The only thing that were missing were his sunglasses and May just had to laugh as he found them. "The perfect Tony Stark.", she said and smiled slightly- Only the beginning. None of them had a clue that this day would help them both a lot. "Mr. Stark... I just wanted to tell you that I admire your strength. I would have died a thousand times."

And with that words she left the house and Tony hurried up to follow her. Sunrays touched his sunken face and he slowly closed his eyes- Just like in the movies Peter loved so much. But then he followed May and entered the car. It was droven, and he got a bad feeling like always. He knew his parents didn't dies exactly of a car accident, but he believed it for almost 25 years. He tried to calm down and suddenly felt the weigth of the presents in his pockets. Almost thirty little bracelets with a charm for every avenger. He thought almost everybody would be happy about it, because he didn't knew the kids.

A shield for cap, ballett shoes for Nat, an arrow for clint, A fist for the Hulk, an hammer for Thor, a web for Peter, magic for Wanda, the mind stone for vision, a running person for quicksilver, wings for Sam, guns for Rhodey. Over the rest of the charms he had thought a moment, but then Bucky got his arm, fury his eyepatch, coulson a captain america- card, black panther a claw, ant-man a ant and even Loki got a dagger. Some of them probably wouldn't be recognized by the kids, but Tony didn't care. Because he got his own bracelet, he was wearing since he was back in earth. It helped him to focus when he needed so.

He didn't talked that much with May, because he wondered where the heck Nebula was. He brought her back to earth and there she met a speaking raccoon she knew and after that he hadn't saw her again. Maybe he could find her and visit her today. She haven't been in eart before after all and Tony didn't know how well she could fit in- at least she was an android.

"Do you know where nebula is and how she is able to deal with it?", he asked while they were driving away from NYC. At least he could try. But May just shaked her head and did a noise which was like saying no. She was way to distracted by humming to a song. So Tony kept on looking at the landscape. Not really interesting except the fact that dozens of houses were left and he exaxtly knew the reason of it. All of this people died because of him, and maybe it was time now, to find a way to kick that purple bastard in the ass and reverse everything.

"We arrived.", May told him after they quit driving near a old farm. He never saw it before but it reminded him of Clint. Another person he hasn't seen since years. Tony left the car and gave May a strange gaze as she kept a bit space not knowing what would follow. As a redhead left the farm and came nearer and nearer and he understood. It was Natasha. "Agent Romanoff.", he said and straighted his back.

But insteed of a deathly glance he expected she gave him a hug."Tony... I am glad to see you.", she said and smiled a bit. "Peter and I... We planned this together. You have your gifts? Well, follow me.", she explained then and he was just confused. 'Natasha and Peter?', he thought 'When did they met?' But he got a strange feeling that distracted him from this thought. What if..? No, Peter knew the avengers got quit and kept space since then.

But he was too afraid of the answer to ask Natasha, so he just exchanged a view with Aunt May. She smiled like she knew it and Tony felt kind of betrayed by his own friends. But not in a bad way, more in that surprise way. "Could anybody tell me what's happening?", he asked curiously, but with a tone in his voice normal people would be afraid of. But the women were not normal people so they laughed and Tony really thought of the worst. Never underestimate the power of women.

"Whatever happens, don't freak out. Stay calm.", Natashe told him and he almost choked. And advice to stay calm?? From Natasha Romanoff?? That was new, and he really wondered about it. But then the door swang open and his jaw met the floor.

They were there. All of them. Everyone who had survived. He didn't know what to think. "Hey Tony... We have been waiting for you.", Rhodey greeted him and smiled. "We still have a birthday and Independence day-party to do.", he said. "A birthday?", Tony wanted to ask but then he remembered. His father has told him every 4th of July 'Today Captain America would have celebrated his x birthday. He was such a noble man.' At least he got the bracelets although Tony highly doubt Steve would wear one of them.

"Earth to Tony... You starred the past three minutes at the floor and didn't reacted to anything.", a voice with an accent near to T'challas asked him and he looked up. "I believe you don't want to miss the Birthday of Captain Rogers. I an Shuri, btw, princess of Wakanda.", she told him and he felt reminded of Peter. He always talked as fast as her. He nodded and finally moved.

"Happy Birthday Steve.", he told the man quietly as their eyes met for the first time since the airport. "Tony.", the 100 year old said and stood up. All eyes in the room laid on them as they walked towards each other. Tony felt strange- He was glad Cap survived, but there still was the anger about the scenario from years ago. He expected Cap to feel the same way, and the more surprised he was when Steve just hugged him.

The day turned out pretty funny- Even Nebula and the raccon arrived later the day. But Tony felt something was wrong- A feeling that not everyone was quite where they supposed to be. That someone still was missing. All of the guests now decided to move out for the fireworks as the door swang open. Everyone froze and starred at the blonde woman in a green suit. She looked around curious and smiled. "Who the hell are you?", Tony found his voice and silently activated his Ironman- bracelets. "I am Captain Marvel and here to help you to kick the ass of that purple bastard."

Hey, so this is my first attempt to write something in like forever, means it probably has a lot of grammar-, tense- and typomistakes. I am really sorry, but english is not my mothertongue and I've only learned it for four years at school. Although that I really hope you like it. Lots of Love for you, have a nice day and bye<3