#tony macaroni

[littlerobinwriter]

lol so my bestie is english and ive a couple times suggested this one chain restaurant for quick/good/cheap food if we’re out in the city and she’s always ignored the suggestion and i was like ah ok gotcha she doesn’t like this place that’s sad but fine

and i found out via TIKTOK that this chain only exists in scotland and NOT the whole of the uk and she has confirmed she simply had never heard of it. im gonna scream what the fuck

rUK friends im so sorry you don’t know the joy of tony macaroni

[xymayaa-smith]

Guys, is it just me or did Brazilian actor Tony Ramos look like Tony Marconi in the past?

I'm not crazy, right?

[simonstamenovic]

welcome 2 my world of macaronis

[thewwshow]

Macaroni Tony 73 yr Old Gets Beat Up By A Father and Daughter

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being the forgetful Avenger

Avengers x reader

warnings:

a/n: it not too long i so sorry

prompt: @glitchy-bean: “Hi!!! I hope you're doing good!!! Could I request smth with a really forgetful reader + the avengers gang? More like found family than anything romantic at all with a teen reader if that's okay!!!”

“well sorry” -you, consistently “i cant remember everything”

“you can’t remember anything” -nat

“yeah, y/n, were you dropped on the head as a baby or something?” -tony

“cut it out, guys. it’s not their fault they forgot thor’s birthday. besides, hes had a couple thousand” -steve

“are you calling me old, captain?” -thor

“at least im not the only one” -steve

it wasn’t just birthdays you forgot

much much more serious than that

rendezvous points, mission details, plans of attack, perp descriptions, where you put your keys, where you put your gun

you name it you forgot it

i mean—not always, but enough for it to be the running joke

“keep your comms on, y/n. not having a disaster like last time when you couldn’t remember whether to cut the red wire or green wire” -tony

“you wish i cut the wrong one” -you

“uh, no, that’s very harsh. i moreso wished you didn’t scare us half to death by nearly digging your grave” -tony

“oh ok i forgot” -you

“who left their macaroni and cheese in the microwave?” -vision

“damn! its cold. and crusted a little. how long did i leave this in here?” -you, poking your tray with a fork “and why are you using the microwave? you dont eat”

“this is a shared space, is it not?” -vision

“he’s got you there” -steve

“you’re just ganging up on me because you’re all miserable and you want me to be miserable too. i’m going to drive one of tony’s expensive cars now, you can’t stop me” -you, storming out

you walked right back in

“what’d you forget?” -steve

“wallet, phone, keys” -you

tony noticed

“where is y/n going with my car?” -tony

“not sure, just out” -steve

“probably gonna forget their turn signal and crash into someone’s car” -tony

as far as missions went, though, you were a bit of a powerhouse so you didn’t really need to be looked after on that front…just had to make sure not to blow anyone else’s cover

“hey, what’s the codeword again?” -you

“check your wrist, kid” -nat

“oh, right…okay thanks” -you

“*gasp* was i supposed to give the signal? i just kinda went in” -you

“ok, who told y/n they could give the signal. speak up now” -tony

*clint loudly snickering over comms*

kinda forgetting what you’re talking about in the middle of sentences sometimes but like, just glitching out

“something smells like it’s burning” -you “my cookies…”

you forgot to set a timer

and forgot you were making cookies

the avengers honestly did find it endearing

just a hyper kid who cant get their thoughts in a solid line

but they’d continue making jabs at you constantly

“maybe wanda can fix your memory problems” -tony

“i will not” -wanda

“oh well nevermind then” -tony

honestly with all your forgetfulness, you worried as you dusted away if anyone would forget about you

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[like-apollo]

A Funky Friendsgiving

[I thought it would be fun to include some characters from my last story]

You were laying on your back in Anthony's king size bed, as his tan bubble butt was spread across your face.  “Don’t be shy babe, eat it up” he said as he was grinding on you, rocking up and down your face causing his hole to move from your nose to your mouth, back and forth. It smelled so bitter yet sweet.  “I mean it is Thanksgiving after all.”

The movement was building pressure around his puckered ass and you knew you were trapped.  Not that you minded

BBbbbrrRrRAaaaaPppptt 

“Ahhhh there you go, baby” he sighed as your tongue pressed against his hole and penetrated deep into his anal canal, causing him to realase more heavy gas down your throat. 

PhhFfrttPtt.

“Kiss it for me, babe?”  He kept ripping ass while grinding on your open mouth and up your nose.  You knew it was the only air you would be breathing tonight but you didn’t care.  It was coming from Anthony’s beautiful buttocks and you had no plans to stop…

Earlier that night, you arrived at your friend Christina’s house for a friendsgiving.  You had been looking forward to catching up with some good friends that you’ve known since high school.  It’s tough to get everyone together being in your 30s now, but you always made it work and it was always worth it. 

Even your friend Dante who you hadn’t seen in several months showed up, which was a nice surprise.  He brought his father David.  His dad was extremely fit and good looking for his age and you couldn’t help but to admire him.  Even though he was older, he fit in with everyone and made good company.  You happened to notice that Dante and David seemed very close for a father and son. Their energy threw you off at first, but you tried not to read into it too much.  Everyone was having a good time, after all.

With such a diverse group of friends, there was an exceptional mix of cuisine:  Dante and David brought their delicious Macaroni and Cheese; Noel brought a large platter of brown rice and beans along with a side of cheesy beef empenadas; Anthony brought his home made stuffed shells; Tia made mashed potatoes and a side of brussel sprouts; you brought a broccoli and cheddar fondu; and Christina, being the host, prepared a delicious turkey with a side of gravy and stuffing.  There was way more than enough food for the 7 of you.

Everyone was catching up and having a good time.  You stepped away to get a beer when suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder. 

“Yo man!  Long time no see.”  You tunred around to see your friend Anthony.  Anthony was tall, handsome guy and he always had your back, even in your earlier school days.  Being an extrovert, Anthony now worked in sales and introduced you to a lot of people throughout the years, both friends and colleagues.  He was charismatic and always made people feel comfortable, but he was also a great friend. You couldn't help but admire his charm. 

“Hey Tony!  I was just grabbing a drink.”  Tony walked with you to the kitchen as you caught up with each other.  You've always had a crush on Anthony, but your friendship never went beyond that.  He knew you were gay from the beginning which helped him open up to you when he began exploring his own sexual identity and thoughts about other men, but it was more platonic.  Plus he had been living with his boyfriend Alex for over a year now and you cared about his happiness more than anything. 

Still, you felt more of an attraction to him tonight and noticed he was talking to you more than any of your friends.   Not that you minded, but it was hard to keep your feelings down - literally as your cock jumped in your pants every time he spoke. 

After a few drinks, it was time for dinner.  You looked in awe at the abundance of a delcious dinner in front of you.  Anthony grabbed 2 plates and handed one to you.  “Look, so there’s something I wanted to tell you.  After my promotion, I was actually able to move out and get a place of my own.  It was rough at first, but I’m making it work.”

You didn’t really understand what he meant.  Last time you checked, him and Alex were doing well together.  “Oh wow. I mean that’s great Tone, but you and Alex already had your own place, no?” 

“Yeah, so about that...”  Anthony was loading his plate up now.  He started with the Mac and Cheese and then added rice and beans. “As you know, me and Alex have gone through our ups and downs in the past.”  He was piling up his plate now with turkey, brussel sprouts, 2 empanadas, stuffed shells and mashed potatoes.  “We were always able to work through them, but we got into a big argument and there’s just no going back.”

You honestly didn’t know what to say. On one hand, you were shocked.  I mean, you cared about your friend, but it also low key made you excited knowing that he was single again.  But you also wanted to be there for him.  “Wow Tony, wait so back up, everything was going good between you and Alex, so what happened?” 

“I don’t really know how to tell you man, but“

“Sheesh Tony, the food isn’t going anywhere” he was interrupted by your other good frined Noel, noticing the mountain of dinner on his plate.  “I can’t even see the plate underneath!”

“Relax Noel, there’s definitely more than enough food here.” Christina chimed in.

“Yeah, but we all know what happens to Tony’s stomach when he eats too much.” Noel said grinning.

Noel was great guy and he was part of your inner circle back in the day.  What he was referring to was Anthony’s lactose intolerance, which you all were familiar with.  Even when he took his digestive enzymes, Tony’s gas was heavy and lethal. And dairy just added fuel to the flames.  Tonight his plate was full of different cheesy foods in addition to the turkey.

Tony walked over to Noel: “Life’s too short, man.” he turned his back to Noel.  “Sometimes you just gotta let loose-”

BbbbBBrrRRppPPttt

“…and live a little” he said as he ripped a booming 7 second fart right on Noel’s plate.

“Come on Tone, that was right on my food!”  Noel said frustrated as he walked to the living room.  Anthony just gave an evil smirk as he followed behind Noel.  Everyone was laughing about it as they went to the living room – well, everyone except for you.

Aside from the potent stench, his fart didn't really phase you. You stood in the kitchen for a moment contemplating what to do.  You really wanted to tell Anthony about your feelings tonight, and he just disclosed that he was single now, so you had the freedom to speak on it.  Still, as his friend, you wanted to know what happened with Alex. You wanted to talk to him, alone.

Back in the living room, everyone was eating and chatting.  Anthony was enjoying his massive plate while chatting with Dante and David.  You walked over and sat with them, trying to join in the conversation. 

“Man that was a pretty gnarly fart earlier” Dante said with a laugh.  “Can’t imagine how bad it’s going to get after dinner.” 

“Trust me, it’s gonna keep me up all night.” Dante and David gave each other an interesting look, which you never understood to this day. But your mind was occupied about Anthony to think too much about it.

Anthony finished his plate without saying a word to you.  You felt a shift in the energy, as he got up and walked to the bathroom.  As the night went on, you caught up with your other friends.  You tried to talk to Anthony again but it was as if he ignored you.  He was showing you so much attention at the start of the party, so what was going on?

By the end of the night, everyone was saying their goodbyes until it was just you and Anthony.  You both decided to leave together and after saying goodbye to Christina, you walked outside in silence.

“I’ve been trying to talk to you all night Tony” you said breaking the silence.  “You okay?”

“I’m good man, it was just a little bit uncomfortable earlier” he was finally opening up to you.

“Look, Tony, I’m not sure what happened but you can talk to me about anything.”

He looked at you and took a deep breath, then closed his eyes forcefully as he leaned forward.

BBBbbBBBRrrrRRPPPbbBBUUuuUUUMMMPpppPPPFFfffFTttTTt

He let out a loud, chunky 23-second fart that shook the whole street and set off the neighbor’s car alarm.   Even being outside, the smell hit burned the inside of your nostrils as you began coughing.

“Damn Tony, you might wanna check your pants. I was just-“

He interrupted you.  “Look I don’t know how to say this, but here it goes: yes, I have some powerful gas. But it’s not for everyone.  Alex wasn’t a fan of it.  We ended up getting into a huge fight over it.  The reason I left is because he couldn’t take it and he wasn’t open to it.”  he was looking at the ground now.  “He told me it was disgusting…”

“Wow, Tony, I’m so sorry man, I had no idea.  I mean it seems a little extreme to break up over farting.”  You wanted to tell him more about your feelings, but you were just trying to be there for your friend at this point.

“Well it’s not just about the gas.  The thing of it is, I have a kink for farting on other men.  I haven't been able to explore that yet. And I wanted to with Alex.  He seemed so open minded when we first met and I thought that after so much time he’d be willing to try it” Anthony said, now looking up at you.  “And the other thing is, seeing you tonight just made me feel good again.  But I didn’t want this to weird you out.  I mean I saw how Alex reacted…” It was all making sense now as to why he was ignoring you.  

Somehow through the gas, you were extremely turned on.  You had never really tried anything with farts before but just the idea of Anthony being so vulnerable in this moment about his deepest desire was turning you on. You didn't understand it but you were open to it.

“Look Tony I gotta be honest with you man.  It’s always been you.  I’ve always liked you.  Yes, your gas is powerful, but that never really bothered me.  Actually, if you want, we could try it out sometime…”

He grabbed your hand. “Well hopefully Christina doesn’t mind keeping your car overnight.  And we can just tell her you drank too much or something” He said with a laugh. Now Tony was the one getting hard at the thought of farting in your face all night.  “Would you wanna come back to my place?”

You couldn’t say no to him.  The thought of being with Anthony, who you've known for years, and the thought of taking his beautiful ass just felt right.  His stomach was rumbling at this point and he was ready to give you all of his built up gas, and you had no choice but to be there for him. 

You made it back to his car. As he puilled out of the driveway, he locked all of the windows.  

BrrRRrRRMmpppffffFffFt. The first of many deadly farts erupted and he moaned in relief, hand on his stomach.  The smell was intoxicating and you felt your eyes water being trapped in his car.  You honestly weren’t sure if you could take it but that was just turning you on more. Not to mention that it was giving Anthony so much pleasure and fulfilling his desires. Your dick was growing in your pants.

You started giving him a belly rub as he drove back to his place.  You could feel the bubbling in his guts as he was driving quicker.  The combination of all the food he ate was really messing with his stomach.

PffFfFFFFrRUrrrtT His farts kept coming out and shaking his seat.  “Ugh babe I have so much gas tonight.  I hope you’re ready for it.”  The smell was overpowering your mind.  You moved your hand down from his stomach and felt his throbbing cock through his pants, which turned you on even more.  Good thing Anthony’s house was only a few minutes away.

Tthe smell was overpowering, but you were so turned on being inside in Anthony’s fart cloud and breathing in his gas.  It’s like he was conditioning you to fall in love with his funk.  He quickly parked and you looked at each other as he kissed you passionately in the midst of his stink.  You were both precumming now, as he licked your lips and you felt his tongue inside your mouth. You both made it inside to his room, while he ripped as with each step up the stairs. 

You walked in first and he followed, closing the door behind him.  You walked over to his bed and he followed.  “Baby, you know you’re gonna take all of this ass tonight, right?” he says taking his pants off.

He turned around and you saw his bubble butt busting out of his slacks as he threw them to the wall.  He turned around to reveal his 8 inch rock hard cock poking through his underwear.  You were staring in awe, dick throbbing as you began to unbutton your own pants when he pushed you back on the bed. He turned around and stood above you. 

You saw his beautiful ass pointed out getting closer to your face as his legs straddled each side of your torso.  He finished taking your pants off as his ass rested on your face like two firm pillows until he was pressing full weight on your warm face.

Anthony pulled out your dick and jerked you off as he leaned forward .  You gripped his waist and pushed his butt farther down onto your face as his cheeks spread further apart in his underwear.

BbBbBBrRRrRoOommMmpppFffttt.

This was the first of his farts that you ever took directly to the face and the smell hit you instantly. You had no choice but to breathe it in and smell his toxic fumes.  “Ahhhh fuck baby, having your face on my ass is what I've been waiting for.”  Even through his thin briefs, you could still taste the bitter aroma of the enormous plate he ate earlier. 

He ascended up giving you a moment of semi-fresh air with the smell of his farts still lingering and pulled down his underwear to reveal his glorious, tan bubble butt.  It was slightly hairy and his raw, unwashed crack looked delicious. 

You were laying on your back in his king size bed as he spread his bare, tan ass across your face, feeling the rim of his smooth asshole brush up against your mouth.  “Don’t be shy babe, eat it up” he said as he was grinding on you, rocking up and down. It smelled so bitter yet sweet.  bBBBbruuppPppFfT “I mean it is Thanksgiving after all.”

He was moving his butt up and down your face while your tongue was going in and out of his dirty hole.

BBbbbrrRrRAaaaaPppptt 

“Ahhhh there you go, baby” he sighed as your tongue pressed against his hole and penetrated deep into his anal canal, causing him to realase more gas down your throat. 

PhhFfrttPtt.

“Kiss it for me, babe?”  He kept ripping ass while still grinding on your open mouth and up your nose.  You knew it was the only air you would be breathing tonight but you didn’t care.  You were in heaven with Anthony, enjoying all his gas. 

“Fuuuucckkkkk babe, I hope you weren’t tired tonight, because I have no plans of stopping.”  You opened your mouth and planted it around his ass, pushing deeper as he pressed harder on your smothered face. 

BRRRrrRrooOommFfrRRooUUmppttTT

“Mmmhhhhh-ugh” Anthony was moaning in pleasure as your entire mouth surrounded his throbbing hole.  He ripped more and more ass.  You could feel the pressure release from his body as he moaned in relief.  

Even though you could barely breathe, you kept licking Anthony’s hole and taking all of his bitter farts, as you felt his warm mouth surround your throbbing cock. You released loads of thick cum down his throat until it overflowed from his mouth.  “Nngghhh” You heard a faint strain from above before

BBBBBBBbBBbbbrRRruuUuUMUmNnnNNNMMPPPpPpFfftTTTtttTTsss

The strong pressure from his hole released a violent, meaty eruption of farts that lasted more than 60 seconds, with his toxic fumes releasing directly into your face, forcing you to breathe pure gas.  Your vision became blurry until you were unconscious, knocked out by Anthony’s dirty farts.

[lovely-lady-lumps]

Headcanons: How's their cooking?

Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker, Loki

A/N: My first headcanon so I apologize if it's bad or doesn't make sense. Kind feedback is welcome.

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Tony Stark: Not very good. Given the fact he wasn't really raised by his parents and his robots do mostly everything for him, he never really learned how to cook. He does try for you but he mostly sticks to the classics. Grilled cheese and macaroni are his go to. Basically, if he was left to his own devices, he would eat like a child.

Steve Rogers: He's actually pretty decent. He never really cooked before the ice, first because he was too sickly and then because he was fed MREs. But after coming out of said ice and having a lot of time on his hands to relearn the world, he figured trying out simple recipes would come in handy.

Bucky Barnes: Amazing, his cooking is something you look forward to. He loves to cook because it reminds him of a life before HYDRA, when he would cook for a sick Steve. He's even better now because with all the new technology and access to more exotic foods, he's always trying new things.

Peter Parker: Almost the same as Tony, just slightly more advanced. When he was living with aunt May, she always ordered take out or they ate something simple. Now, in his own apartment, he lives off of cup ramen and easy spaghetti that will last him a few days. Don't expect him to really try cooking either, it'll just end up like aunt May's meatloaf.

Loki: Absolutely terrible. This man never had to cook for himself on Asgard. If he was hungry, food was either brought to him or he conjured something on his own. Or stole. But after falling in love with you he at least tried, and even if it ended in fire, it meant a lot to you.

[larcenywrites]

Raising Kids Together | Headcanons

young!Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: very mild sexual references

Family Series: 1 2 3

💠Somehow, you've both survived newborns and terrible 2's, but now your once tiny babies are causing not-so-tiny chaos! Even Tony can hardly keep up with them!

💠If you two have been in a room together for a while, it means no one has been watching the boys, and that you're probably about to hear yelling, breaking, or you need to go on a hunt around the house for them 🙃 you can hardly have any time alone without something happening! Just when you think you're both getting into bed early, and perhaps with a few frisky kisses 😘, they're busting through door and climbing on the bed, or it sounds like one was thrown out of bed and is now screaming for both of you 😥 Either way, it has Tony flopping back to his pillow in defeat and groaning right along with them.

💠After a quick pout, though, he usually tells you to get some rest and he'll go check it out 🥺 with one more kiss before he goes 🥺 but even though he told you to stay, it's nice to sneak over and watch him put the kids back to bed ❤ 

💠And catch him on the way out 😏

💠But for the most part, the boys are really good kids! And Tony is still settling into his role as a dad, but besides the occasional pouting he's become a very good parent! And definitely nothing like his own father when Tony was that age. In fact, he welcomes their interruptions when he's on the phone or doing paperwork at home 🥰 you've probably found them preferring to play with their cars in his office and right along his desk, or even asking to their nap in there! You can't tell if he's so tolerant because he's a loving pushover, or if parenthood suddenly granted him all that patience and goodwill 🤨

💠But he does get a little snappy when he's working on a car or a machine. Please don't touch anything! Or break anything! Or wander out of sight! But he does let them "help out" by handing him tools or sorting through and separating varying sizes of nails in the toolbox... yay?

Hey, at least it keeps them distracted for a while-- for both your sakes! Sometimes there are things that need to be done without so many distractions, and the boys love spending time bothering with their parents! It's a good problem to have, but not when they're literally wrestling on top of dad while he's just trying to watch the nightly news, or when they're throwing socks at each other on laundry day 😐

💠But despite it all, the two of you manage to get every day done 😊

💠Except the first time you're ever gone for a few days, or heaven forbid a week or more, and he's in charge of watching the kids... by day 3 they're all just going feral. The tv hasn't even been turned off once, Tony is probably trying to figure out how to get mud out of the carpet, and

💠"Daddy, can we have another popsicle?"

💠"...sure, bring me one too." This is everyone's third popsicle, and dinner has consisted of chicken nuggets and macaroni every night. And probably lunch too... but breakfast is probably cereal and hopefully fruit? Tony can cook a little bit, but he's both tired and too much of a pushover. If that's what they want, then he wants to give it to them! But the only reason they aren't all sick by the time you get home is probably because his mother either stopped by and found out, or Tony realized he's actually really bad at this on his own and needed her help :( And not without a quick scolding that you wish you'd caught when Maria called to tell you all about it 🤧

💠Honestly, the kids are probably partly acting out because you're gone, and they know that Tony is distracted and a pushover... well, at least they're adorable! And maybe it shows that you both need some more parenting tips 😅

💠You'd think it'd be easier when they're at school all day, but Tony insisted on hiring tutors to homeschool the kids, at least for now, but while that sounded like a decent plan, sometimes the boys try to homeschool the teacher instead 😅 sometimes they know more than she does after reading the entire textbook in their free time and would rather learn ahead now, and sometimes they're busy teaching her all about Dragon Ball Z lore between lessons! So now you guys still have them all day, (or just you when Tony is at work), but at least they aren't bothering you for once 😌 the teacher loves it though! Her listening and playing along takes a lot off of your plate, and it's good for the kids :)

💠But you don't get much time once the teacher leaves. They get their assignments done within minutes, and as soon as the teacher leaves (well, sometimes), they're reenacting Godzilla vs King Kong in the living room for the 20th time, except this time it somehow ties into the American Revolution? And then they're outside digging holes all evening because they can't remember where they buried Darth Vader. And then they have to fill those holes. And then when Tony tries to get them inside, he either ends up helping them or they end up wrestling him to the ground!

💠That's pretty much every day 😅 Except for when they go to the park! Tony is kinda like everyone's big brother when they go, pretty much every Sunday afternoon! They all get socialized, Tony gets some sun for once, and you can decide to stay home and get some alone time for a few hours

💠Tony doesn't even know anything about sports! Yet he's out there playing baseball and basketball, and teamed up with Rhodey, their ridiculous rules and silly requirements make everyone laugh, which makes them both pretty popular with all the kids! And unfortunately for Tony, a little too popular with the moms and older siblings… maybe it's time for a ring around that finger.

💠Either way, they get tired out by the evening, and also covered in dirt and a new bruise or two! After a bath the kids usually put themselves to bed 😴 and your kids being fast asleep means you get to join Tony for his bath 😏 except for the days he sneaks brings Rhodey home 😑 who's also tired and probably falls asleep on your couch after dinner...

💠If the kids let him! They absolutely love dad's best friend! But unfortunately, however, you can never get him to babysit for longer than a few hours 😔 Come on, Rhodes, weren't you Tony's roommate? Surely you can handle this :/

💠But when you both need a break from all this? Send them to spend the night with the grandparents for the weekend! They seem to behave a little better, and they seem to have fun just being in a different environment! The only time they start being terrors is when you and Tony have both been on vacation, and it makes them a little cranky after 3-4 days :(

💠And if you take them with you? They'll be asking to go back home after 3-4 days 😓 Unless you go to Disney World. Then they'll be pitching a fit when it's time to leave, but honestly you guys are probably upset too 😭 and it probably ends up being just one more day… and somehow in that one day they'll manage to drag every pillow and blanket onto the floor for you to pick up. Again.

💠And again, at least they're adorable :) Just like Tony, it gets them out of trouble more times than you'd care to admit 🥰 And they know it 🥰 Especially when they either stick up for each other or just straight up admit to it... with big ol' eyes and sorries 🥺 or apologize to each other without even being told to 🥺 

They really are good kids! They just get carried away with the fun and the chaos! It's a Stark thing 😘 And just like their dad, they'll eat up the attention and kisses 🥰 In fact, they've already learned to be manipulative little shits and hide behind Maria in order to avoid getting in trouble, because she'll be too busy doting on them 😑 

💠You can't even trust Jarvis! He'll even tell the boys to hide and will damn well keep their location a secret! But he's allowed to have his fun! He did the same thing with little Tony! He just misses those days! However, when the coast is clear, Jarvis does sit them down and gently scolds them. He'll hear their side of the story too, of course! Even if it just because they don't wanna go home, and are being annoying by hiding from their parents. Usually after a quick talk, they come right back to you! Suddenly all gentle-natured and apologizing 🙄 but... how could you stay mad :( 

💠Definitely not Tony when he's already packing them over his shoulders and spinning them around! And luckily, they're too busy laughing to protest being packed into the car 😮‍💨

💠And let's be honest, seeing him be so good with the kids is really fucking hot 😏😘

💠But if you're hugging and kissing on Tony... the boys have to be involved in it, too x) 

Family series: 1 2 3

[letsgolandooo]

reader pairing: bucky barnes x reader

summary: The Avengers lost Steve and Tony. Y/N Stark gets hit with the depression the hardest and Bucky tries his best to make her smile.

warnings: swearing

James Buchanan 'Bucky' Barnes was tired of seeing his best friend, Y/N Stark, moping around the Avengers compound 24/7. She would have a maximum of three hours of sleep a night and would then say nothing and do nothing for the rest of the day.

He knew losing someone was hard, he did. He lost his best friend of seventy plus years, Steve Rogers, a day prior, the day after Y/N lost her father, a worldwide hero, Tony Stark.

However, in theory, Steve hadn't died, like Tony had. He had just gone back in time, to the 40s, and he was an old man in the current time period. There was no reason to believe that Steve was dead. And Bucky understood why he did what he did, even though he didn't at first. He was upset, of course, that he wouldn't see his best friend again. He'd lost Steve enough and this time was permanent. But he wasn't mourning him, like Y/N was with her father.

Bucky wasn't at all surprised by Y/N's reaction to her father's death - screaming, crying, isolating herself, feeling numb and alone - but he hated how much it was affecting her mental health. So, he decided he was going to cheer her up. He didn't know how, but he was going to make it his mission to make her smile.

First, he took her shopping. He held her hand as they walked in and out of clothing stores, but he soon gave up with it because she wasn't even looking for things she wanted, instead pointing at random things to stop Bucky from telling her to find something she liked. The last thing she pointed at was a pair of men's boxers, and that was what made Bucky throw his hands in the air and march them out of the store.

Next, he took her to her favourite cafè and ordered her an oreo milkshake and a frapuccino because he couldn't remember for the life of him which was her current favourite. She had thanked him, very quietly, but it was a small victory from the complete silence he'd received the day before.

He then took her back to the compound and made her his homemade macaroni cheese with extra cheese, not the cheap crap he usually bought from the store when he couldn't be bothered to cook. Her eyes brightened when she saw her favourite meal, but there still wasn't a smile. She headed straight up to her room after and rolled herself up in her blankets like a burrito.

Bucky knew there was no other way. It was his last chance. So, he picked Y/N the Burrito up and carried her into the elevator, holding her in his arms as she wriggled helplessly. After reaching the right floor, he continued his journey with her in his arms to the couch and threw her down on it.

He pressed 'OK' on the TV remote and the first Top Gun began to play. It was her favourite movie and had been what inspired her childhood dream career to be a pilot. Still no smile.

However, when he paused to see her reaction to the movie, she threw out a leg and kicked him, right in the crotch. Accidentally, of course. She looked shocked as soon as she did it.

"Fuckin' hell, Y/N/N," he groaned, doubled over, yet he was laughing. And so was she.

His mission was complete.

[inevitablysomber-dark]

Unwanted (Chapter 3)

Dark! Cheating! Bucky x Reader

Warning: Cheating

I wanted to break my own heart when I wrote this. I can’t say I was Wholly successful, but it stung a bit. 

The polls have spoken, Unwanted will become a full-blown series, I have gotten a few messages about making this a lighter fic and giving the reader a happier ending. Unfortunately, I had already created the outline, and didn't feel like changing the direction the series was going, however in the future I will pay more mind to this feedback. In the meantime, I will provide a warning for when the good times end for the reader. Thank you for supporting my works.

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Note: Stop here at this chapter if you're ok with a more ominous happy ending, because shit hits the fan after this.

 When you opened your door, you were surprised to see Steve on the other side, scratching the back of his head with a guilty look on his face and a sheepish smile.

Captain America had been a common visitor when you and your husband were still together, but he wasn't your friend so you were confused as to why he was at the entrance of your new abode. 

“Steve! How did you know where I lived?” you didn’t care about the why, you only wanted to know how the hell did he know where to find you. 

“Come on Y/N, I’m an avenger with access to government files and Tony Stark as my colleague.” he responds.

He looks you up and down “You look… healthy.”

You were about 4 ½  months pregnant, however with the food Mrs. Jennings had been preparing for you. Your face started filling out and coupled with the giant flannel you were wearing, you assumed you looked less pregnant and more chubby.

“Would you mind if I come in?” you’re taken aback by his question and couldn’t help but to ask why. 

“I really need to talk to you, it’s about Bucky.” he states.

Just as you were about to step back to let him in, you hear someone calling out.

“Hey!”

Both you and Steve turn to the voice behind him

“Hey Frank” you say. 

Steve looks at you but you ignore his stare. 

“Is everything alright?” Frank asks.

“Everything is fine.” Steve responds. 

You give Steve a look, bothered that he answered a question that wasn’t his to answer.  What shocked you more was Frank ignoring Captain America’s response, waiting for your own as he forewent Steve's scrutiny with his gaze directed at you. You knew why he was worried, you quickly glanced over at Steve and was confident in his cluelessness. 

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry.” you throw him a smile.

“Let me know if you need anything”.

Steve huffed and turned to walk into your apartment, and you rolled your eyes at his demeanor. 

“What an asshole.” he says “ why the hell is he so worried about you anyways, does he think Captain America would sit up here and hurt you in broad daylight?”

You shrug your shoulders, uncomfortable talking about Frank behind his back.” Do you want something to drink?” you ask, hoping to change the subject. 

He looks at you for a long time before responding “No Thank you” he squints his eyes at you. 

“I hope you don’t mind, but I was eating dinner. “ You take a seat at your small dinner table to resume your meal of Macaroni and cheese with fried chicken.

Steve takes a seat across from you “You don’t seem to mind him.”

Again, you shrug your shoulders, and resume your mac. Steve didn’t need to know how helpful Frank had been to you in the past few weeks, he didn’t need to know that for the first time in a while, you had a genuine friendship that you didn’t want ruined. 

“ Okayy.” he seats back taking a moment to process the situation “I wanted to apologize”

You raise your eyebrows questioningly.

“For Bucky’s infidelity,” he clarifies. 

“Oh.” Honestly, you didn’t care anymore. 

You were surprised at how quickly you got over the situation. You guess they were right when they said out of sight out of mind. You took another bite of your mac. 

“I may have had something to do about it.” you give him a dead stare. 

“You told Bucky to cheat on me with my sister?” you asked.

“Well, no but…” he takes a breath. “I was sort of sneaking  around behind my wife’s back with a coworker, and had Bucky cover for me, multiple times, and I can’t help but feel like I had something to do with him partaking in that lifestyle.”

Wow 

You sat in shock and awe at the entire situation. All of these men were trash, even the golden prince himself, you started getting agitated. You’d met Steve’s wife, she was a very intelligent and sweet woman. You knew for a fact that she didn’t deserve what was happening to her.

“Does she know?” you ask. 

“No, but I think she’s suspecting something.”

Your agitation grows worse and you drop your fork in frustration.

“And why are you telling me this Steve?” you glare at him. 

“Bucky received the divorce papers yesterday, and he is completely beside himself.”

“And this is my problem, how?” his jaw ticks at your attitude. 

“He’s your husband and he regrets his mistake. I think you can find it in yourself to forgive him.”

“I don’t know who’s husband he is, but it’s definitely not mine, my papers are signed and filed, and if he refuses to sign his own, I’ll go the Unilateral route. Let the public know why I really left him.”

“Be reasonable, he really is regretting the situation.”

“He should have thought about that, before sticking his dick inside of my sister and getting her pregnant.” you didn’t realize how loud you were until the silence took over afterwards.

You sigh, grabbing your fork and resuming your meal.

“When did you become such a bitch?” 

That was the last straw, the rage that boiled inside of your heart was too great to contain. Fuck him being a super soldier, this was not okay.

“I hope your wife leaves your sorry ass, and finds someone amazing who’ll fuck the sadness of her, and every night while she’s getting railed by another man, you’re forced to think about it in your repurposed bachelorhood.”

Steve did not like that one bit. 

“What the fuck did you just say?”

He stands, making himself look much bigger than usual. Your own body fatigued as you were forced to stay seated. 

Yet despite the fear that had consumed you whole, you still felt that you needed to have the last word.

“You heard me.”

He chuckles, “I’ll see myself out.” he turns and heads to the front door. 

“Oh, and I’ll try to keep my mouth shut about the baby, but I can’t make any promises,”

The door slams shut, jolting the entire room

What the Fuck?

Later that night, Frank comes over, with a strawberry smoothie in hand and some leftovers from Mrs. Jennings. You knew he didn’t want to push you about Steve, and you were pretty sure he overheard at least some of your conversation, at least with all of the yelling you did. 

During a netflix binge you admitted everything that had happened between you, Buck and Lily. He takes a moment to digest the information and admits that he isn’t surprised that Lily was a part of an affair. 

It turns out that Lily had quite the habit of sleeping around, so much so that her last escapade had gotten her and Frank kicked out of their last apartment. Which was probably why she came running to you and Bucky.

If Steve was right, and Bucky was feeling remorseful, you wondered how Lily was taking it. But then you remember that it was not your problem anymore. These people hurt you beyond repair, you had no intention of intermingling with anyone involved ever again, and if you ever saw Bucky again, it would be too soon. 

It was too soon.

You were nearing 6 months and you and Frank had plans to binge a random netflix series, he had promised Chinese with a homemade jar of kimchi, straight from Mrs. Jennings. 

You should have known something was off when you heard a knock on your door.

Frank didn’t need to knock, as your stomach grew, Frank became more worried about you being by yourself too often, so he requested to get a copy of your key for emergencies. He didn’t really use it for emergencies but you didn’t mind.

Imagine your surprise when you find your ex-husband staring back at you, looking like he had been put through the ringer. 

Good.

What wasn’t good, was that you had on a regular tank top, to help you survive the end-of-summer heat, and your belly was out and showing. The first thing he does as soon as he sees it is move forward and try to touch it. You back up, slapping his hands away. 

“Don’t touch me.” you say. 

Bucky frowns and stares down at you, he attempts a smile.

“I missed you.” he croaks, his voice husky as he speaks.

“Well, that's too bad, now can you leave?” you say, trying to guide him back out of your apartment.

“Is this how you treat your husband?”

“My ex-husband, yes.”

“I didn’t sign the papers,” he says.

“It's good that I have other options.” you respond

“I have other options too,” he says. 

You give him a questioning look.

“I could always just take the baby,” he smirks as if he’s won some competition, and you’re shocked at his insinuation “I’m an avenger sweetheart, the resources I have at my fingertips are endless. Can you say the same?”

“You can’t take what’s not yours.” he’s stunned at your implication. 

You don’t know what made you say it but Bucky was not a fight that one could take lightly. 

“Is it Franks?” he says. 

You were stunned that he knew about Frank, Steve must have spoken to him, yet instead of answering you just shrug your shoulders and gesture for him to leave. 

He grabs your chin with his metal arm, squeezing until the pain makes you squeal. He chuckles, peaks down at your lips and lays a kiss on them. 

“I’ll be back”

Later that night when Frank comes over, he notices the bruising on your chin. You break down and tell him everything. 

You were so overwhelmed that you became almost inconsolable, but  Frank being the gem that he was, stayed with you throughout the entire night, giving you words of comfort and feeding you kimchi. 

Why did he have to show up?

Your due date was getting closer, and you were bigger than ever. 

Since the incident with Bucky you had been on edge for several weeks, but as the days went on you slowly began to calm.  

You figured maybe Lily was keeping him busy, with her own pregnancy and you were hoping their child would keep Bucky busy enough to leave you alone. 

Luckily you hadn’t heard a peep from anyone, not even Steve.

You began to forget why you were anxious, but every now and then the memory of Bucky at your doorstep would resurface and scare you all over again. 

Frank insisted that Bucky was an avenger, and a rehabilitated enemy of the state, he had too much to lose. You knew he was just trying to make you feel better, but it didn’t always work.

And Frank stayed by your place so often now, that it began to feel weird when he wasn’t there. There were no romantic feelings, everything more platonic, due to your shared experience of being hurt by the same person. So he’d grown to be a bit of a comfort for you. 

That night, Mrs. Jennings wanted to watch a scary movie, and since she didn’t want to watch it by herself she had enlisted you, Frank, and your unborn child for emotional support. She loved to rub your belly, acting as if it brought her good luck throughout her daily life. 

You and Mrs. Jennings was on the couch waiting for Frank to bring the popcorn and nachos, when you had an epiphany. 

You were happy. 

And not “Fake happy to appease your husband” but genuinely happy. It was small and unconventional but you had a family of people who cared for you, and you cared for them too. Regardless of the tinge of fear you felt at the back of your neck. You were finally happy.

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The Call Of Fate, Chapter 2

Jade went to join the Avengers for dinner, once she had calmed down after having another little meltdown at everything that had happened.

When she walked into the room to join them, she laughed internally when she looked at Loki, just knowing how old he was. She couldn’t really believe it.

She ended up sitting next to Natasha and Steve at the table, Loki was directly opposite her and gave her a wink when she sat down. She just raised an eyebrow at him in return.

‘Is everything ok with your room?’ Tony asked as Bruce dished up dinner.

‘Yeah, it’s really nice. Thanks.’ Jade smiled at him.

Dinner was Bruce’s home-made macaroni. Everyone started tucking in straight away. Jade was a few mouthfuls in when Vision suddenly asked a question.

‘Do you have any allergies we should know about?’

Jade continued eating while she answered. ‘Yeah, I’m lactose intolerant.’

Everyone froze and stared at her. And it was Loki’s turn to raise an eyebrow at her.

‘Stop eating that then!’ Steve cried out.

‘Ah it’s fine. Just open the windows later.’ Jade said as she took another forkful, making Loki snigger under his breath.

Jade looked around the table, noting them all staring at her still. ‘I’m just kidding… No allergies! Do you really think I wouldn’t know about all the dairy that goes into macaroni if I was lactose intolerant anyway? I’m not stupid.’

Thor laughed and so did Tony. Bruce just shook his head.

‘We don’t need another annoying prankster, please don’t be another Loki.’ Clint groaned.

‘God we definitely do not need another Loki.’ Wanda groaned.

‘I do not see what the problem would be with having another me.’ Loki said as he glared at Wanda.

She glared back at him. ‘I am not even going to give that a response.’

Wanda’s macaroni suddenly turned into heaps of little worms that started wriggling around in her bowl, trying to get out.

‘LOKI!’ She screamed at him as she sat back in shock.

He flicked his hand and they disappeared, her macaroni returning. She pushed the bowl away from her. ‘I can’t even look at that now.’ She got up and stormed off into the kitchen to get something else.

‘Loki, that was mean.’ Thor scolded his brother.

‘Would you rather I did it to yours?’ Loki offered.

‘It would take more than measly worms to put me off Bruce’s delicious macaroni.’ Thor laughed.

‘Is it always like this here?’ Jade asked Natasha quietly while the rest continued some bickering.

Jade had thought that the heroes would all be quite snobby, keep to themselves. But it seemed she was wrong.

‘Yep, ‘fraid so.’ Natasha nodded.

Jade looked around the table with the biggest smile. ‘Love it.’

Perhaps her time here wouldn’t be so bad after all.

-

The first night at the Avengers base, Jade didn’t sleep well. Everything was racing through her mind, about her parents and that she was royalty. That she was being forced to marry a man she had never even met before. What if he was an ugly ogre? Heck, she could deal with ugly as long as he was nice. But she had no idea what he was like.

When morning finally came, she showered and went for a walk around the base, keeping within the borders so she wouldn’t have to get followed again. Not that she had minded Loki fetching her, she quite liked him, probably the most out of them all so far.

In the distance, Clint was in the training field with Tony, Steve and Natasha. She went over and watched them for a little while, she couldn’t deny they were impressive with what they could do. And the world was safer thanks to them.

‘Not making another run for it, are we?’ Came a familiar voice from behind her.

She turned around and smiled up at Loki. ‘No, not today. I might schedule you in for tomorrow at noon though.’

Loki chuckled lightly and stepped next to her. ‘How are you settling in?’

‘Weirdly, pretty well. Didn’t sleep great, but apart from that.’ Jade shrugged.

‘Thought you’d like to know, Natasha has been in touch with a lawyer and she’s going to come visit in a couple of weeks to go over everything, see if there’s anything that can be done to get you back home.’

‘Bloody hell, that was quick. It would be great if something can be done to stop the wedding.’ Jade felt some relief at the thought of not having to go through with it, maybe in a few months she’d be back home where she belonged.

‘That’s one thing that can’t be faulted about Natasha, she doesn’t hang about when something important needs to be done.’ Loki said.

Jade and Loki watched the others train for a bit, then they headed inside.

‘Hey, is there anywhere I can play my bass and sing without disturbing people?’ Jade asked Loki.

‘Why would you care about disturbing people, isn’t that the best part about playing a loud instrument?’ Loki grinned.

‘Well, in a way. But I don’t want to get on the wrong side of anyone. Not yet, anyway.’

‘Are you any good?’

Jade looked offended and dramatically put her hand over her heart. ‘Am I good? Can’t believe you’re asking me that. Our band is starting to rise pretty rapidly, we even have a headlining slot at a local music festival that’s ten thousand capacity this summer…’ Jade said proudly but then her face dropped and her stomach sank. ‘Shit. Well, we did. Or I guess, they do. They can probably manage without me anyway. I just do backing vocals and bass, they’ll easily find someone to fill my place, I guess.’ She said sadly.

‘I’m sure you will be there for the festival. Summer is months away, plenty of time to get this mess all sorted out.’ Loki said softly, seeing how hurt she was. ‘There is the indoor training hall, it’s pretty soundproof. Considering what we use it for. You can practice in there.’  

‘That sounds perfect.’

Jade was delighted to have somewhere to play, it was her escape, a way to let all of her emotions out. She had been playing for a good while, really getting into some songs and singing along too. She never noticed Loki in the corner, watching and listening to her intently. He was surprised how good she was, she certainly hadn’t been lying about it.

He didn’t want to intrude on her practice, so he just vanished instead of making himself known to her.

-

Though over the following week, Loki kept an eye out and whenever he saw Jade heading to the training hall with her bass, he would sneak inside to watch her practice. But he still never said anything to her, just kept it a secret.

Jade had settled in pretty well to the Avengers base. She liked them all, they made her welcome. She did have a soft spot for Loki, she liked his mischievousness and how he annoyed the others. She often gave him a bit of cheek but got the same right back.

One morning, Jade had joined the heroes for breakfast but was pretty quiet and barely touched her food. When she disappeared rather swiftly, some of the team was concerned.

‘Jade seems rather quiet this morning.’ Clint commented.

‘She’s going to meet the prince for the first time, the one she has to marry.’ Natasha said.

‘Oh.’ Was all Clint said in response.

‘I really feel for her, being forced into a marriage. I hope he’s a decent enough guy at least.’ Steve said.

‘I’m sure we will find out soon enough.’ Loki muttered. He felt really bad for her too.

-

Later in the day, Jade returned from her first meeting with the prince, Arthur. She had been flown out in one of SHIELD’s jets to meet him.

Jade didn’t speak to anyone as she rushed straight to her room, Loki didn’t even get a chance to say hi as she flew past him in a blur.

It wasn’t long before he saw her heading to the training hall with her bass. So he went to watch her again. This time, he felt his heart sinking for her. She had tears streaming down her face as she played and sang her heart out, letting everything out.

At dinner time, she didn’t appear. So Loki went to her room to check on her.

It took her a few minutes before she answered.

‘Oh, hi Loki.’ She didn’t even fake a smile.

‘It didn’t go well then?’ Loki asked softly.

‘I don’t want to talk about it.’ She said stiffly.

Loki nodded in understanding. ‘Are you coming for dinner? Stark has gone fancy and bought us all some expensive steaks. They’re really good.’

‘I’m not really hungry. You can have mine.’ Jade said, giving him a very forced small smile.

‘Natasha has said that the lawyer is coming next Tuesday to meet with you… There might be some hope yet. We will think of something.’ Loki said as he reached out and gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze.

He saw a slight glimmer of hope in her eyes.

‘I guess I could go some steak.’ Jade shrugged.

Loki smiled. ‘Come on then, before Thor eats ours.’

Jade went with Loki to join the others.

‘Hey, how did’ Steve was cut off as Loki glared at him and shook his head. So the team all quickly got the memo and didn’t mention the prince.

Jade relaxed again pretty quickly as she chatted with the team and laughed at their typical antics. She was able to forget… For a little while.

[salty-ironstrange-shipper]

Tony: You all remember Stephen? As most of you may realize by now, he's the person I've been seeing lately. Stephen: ... Why are they looking at me like I'm a zoo animal? Peter: Well, Tony is sort of the "dad" of the group, so emotionally this is kind of like being told that you're our new mom. Stephen: But you know it's nothing like that, right? Harley: Absolutely. Do you make macaroni?

[spvdermansgirl]

6:25 PM

“what the hell is that?”

“a cat, her name’s luna.” a tiny meow made its way from the cat you were holding in your arms.

“i can see that,” tony stark, your partner, said as he lowered his shades. “why is it here?”

“i found her on the streets, all cold.” you pouted, flashing your eyes. luna must have sensed this as she purred and looked at tony. “can we keep her?”

tony was exasperated. this was the fifth cat you brought home and sure, he loves how you love these animals so much but he could only do with so much cat hair. but, he wasn’t about to be the asshole and say no. contrary to popular belief, he kinda likes animals, maybe more so, because of you. (but don’t tell him i told you that)

he bit back a smile and pat your hair before saying, “f.r.i.d.a.y., remind me to get more stuff for luna. maybe a few extras just in case y/n could help themselves and bring home an entire litter.”

you laughed, kissing tony on the cheek. “thank you! i promise to take care of them! i love you!”

“you love me because i pay for your cats’ needs.”

“our cats, tony, and don’t you dare question my love for you.” you looked at him pointedly. “anyway, want to go and get coffee first before buying stuff for the cats?”

“got it, sweetheart. of course, i'll go, you had me at coffee.” tony kissed your temple as you helped luna to the mini place tony has designated for the first four cats you brought home: cheddar, colby jack, roni (short for macaroni obviously), and sunny. luna would fit in just well, you know it.

[natty-light-of-my-life]

did you wish you'd put up more of a fight (part iii)

woohoo im back with the last part.

part i, part ii

[did you leave her house in the middle of the night] 

The thing about working for the government is that the government never lets you forget it. You have more scars than the eye can see and the beaded metallic chain around your neck is a constant reminder that your duty requires sacrifice. 

You’d pulled out your duffel bag, the one that had been your only constant companion since you enlisted all those years ago. It’s more scuffed up now. The buckles a little looser. The green a little greyer. You hoped it would last for one more mission. You hadn’t realized it but you had accumulated a sizable amount of trinkets at the compound during your time with the Avengers. Tony gifted you a small arsenal of weapons. Clint’s kids gave you more handmade clay pots and macaroni necklaces than you knew what to do with. Even Banner offered you books from his collections that you showed interest in. Your dresser contained fuzzy sweaters that Wanda picked out for you. A cherry red Mustang, that Thor had charmed the saleswomen into selling to you at a loss, sat parked in the garage

You thumbed through the books before placing them in the cardboard boxes on the floor. The books would be returned to Banner. You gently placed a tri-color macaroni necklace inside a lopsided coffee mug and wrapped it in a wool sweater to give to Wanda. The non-standard issue weapons went into a locked case for transport back to the labs. The key to your car, title, and registration sat in the glove compartment waiting for Natasha to find them. You think Thor would enjoy Lila’s bright purple ceramic pint glass. 

Fury and Maria had briefed you earlier that morning. Seeing that Wanda was no longer a threat to the country, he’d congratulated you on a successful mission and handed you a plain manilla folder with your next assignment. You ignored the red classified markings and skimmed the contents. You nodded. You shook Fury’s hand and Maria gave you a tight hug before she tossed the file into the incinerator.

Now, what used to be your room lay stripped bare, as if it had never been lived in. The only evidence to the contrary would be the dust-free spaces on the shelves where your things used to stand, and the faintest scent of linen in the closet.

“So you’re really leaving in the middle of the night without a goodbye?” a familiar voice asked from the door. She shut the door quietly behind her and crossed the room to stand next to you. You turned to look at her.

“Boss’s orders,” you told her, “but maybe it’s easier this way.” 

“Thor is going to be heartbroken.”

You sent Natasha a wry smile, “the big guy will be fine. Steve, on the other hand….”

The other woman laughed, rolling her eyes, and turned to face you fully. Both of you stood there, in the faint moonlight, waiting for the other to speak. You raised your arm and pushed a strand of hair that had fallen out of her braid back behind her left ear.

Your lips curled into a soft smile, “I will miss you, Tsarina.” 

Natasha gave the slightest of frowns, her soft voice deceptively loud in the still room, “You’ll come back home after, right? When the job is done?”

You licked your lips, “You’ve got a good thing going here, Natasha. I am so, so proud of you.” You lifted her chin and met her green eyes, “You deserve every bit of the home you’ve built here. With or without me. You deserve to be happy. Promise me you’ll be happy.”

You felt her jaw tremble. She whispered, “That doesn’t sound like a yes.”

“You were always the smarter one, Tsarina.”

[do you wish you could still touch her / it’s just a question]

Sometime later, on another moonlit night, Natasha made her way to the garage. A chill ran through the compound, which was uncharacteristically quiet for the evening. Motion-activated lights flickered on and the cool handle of the unlocked car clicked open under the grip of her palm. Natasha slid inside, the cabin of the vehicle and the fuzzy sweater she wore futilely battling the cold.

With another echoing click, she opened the glove compartment of the cherry red Mustang. Tucked between the owner’s manual and registration, was a blank envelope. Sitting in the passenger seat of your car, Natasha opened the slip of paper, sucking in a sharp breath when she saw what was inside.

A note.

A set of dog tags.

And finally, an old necklace with a charm attached, glittering in the moonlight.

Half of a heart.

The end.

A/N: i liked the idea that this story kinda ends in a question, yknow, like the song.

also, i am aware i made some of you wait an entire fiscal quarter for a sad (or is it??) ending. thanks for reading anyways!

[shurishoe]

A normal day with the young avengers

Shuri: my Ex died

Peter: shit Y/n why didn’t you hide the body!?

Y/n: Uhhh, that was Kate’s job

Kate: See uhm I told Yelena to do it

Yelena: I was cooking macaroni

Tony: What the fuck is going on?!

Y/n: PETER DON’T

Peter:…

Shuri:….

Yelena:….

Kate:….

Peter:Large gasp

Y/n:Don’t you dare

Peter: Y/N HAS A CRUSH ON SHURI

Kate: AND SHURI’S EX WAS TRYING TO GET BACK IN CONTACT

Yelena: So they killed him

Y/n: ^Face palms^

Shuri: *Broken*

[two-hands-toward-the-sun]

Thanks for tagging me @flower-dagger-gay!!

Three ships I like: Gault/Lucienne (Sandman), Kassandra/Brasidas (AC Odyssey), and Suhail ibn Ramiz/Isabella Camherst (Memoirs of Lady Trent) <3

First ship ever: Oh, lord. Probably Nymphadora Tonks/Remus Lupin?

Last song: Rumi by Huayucaltia

Favorite childhood book: HOW DID I NOT KNOW YOU LIKED GREGOR THE OVERLANDER??? That was my childhood favorite too and remains so very important to me to this day!! I was also huuuuge into Warrior Cats.

Currently reading: Well, I just finished reading In the Company of Crows and Ravens by Tony Angell and John Marzluff today! Currently listening to the audiobook of the Spanish-language translation of Watership Down (another childhood favorite) and working on Gay and Lesbian Poetry in Our Time, an anthology edited by Joan Larkin and Carl Morse.

Currently watching: I have two episodes left of the first season of The Bear!

Currently consuming: about to eat frozen macaroni and cheese.

Currently craving: god, I would do unspeakable things for mantou right now.

No pressure tags: @jlemonster @seddenostalgia @lucienne-thee-librarian @the-everqueen @stellerssong @cosmictapestry @rowan-ashtree