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Standing before me was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen. Everything about the stranger radiated sensual grace and ease. High Fae, no doubt. His short black hair gleamed like a raven’s feathers, off-setting his pale skin and blue eyes so deep they were violet, even in the firelight. They twinkled with amusement as he beheld me.

His clothes - all black, all finely made - were cut close enough to his body that I could see how magnificent he was. As if he’d been molded from the night itself.

If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
Or the mountain should crumble to the sea
I won’t cry, I won’t cry
No, I won’t shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me


This wasn’t supposed to be a red and blue thing but like… that’s just how the sky is man.
can’t believe the night and day themselves confirmed klance ://

Beca’s Fanfic Appreciation Post: Here I can share with you all the fics I read along the week.

THIS IS BEING POSTED SUNDAY, NOT SATURDAY, BECAUSE I WASN’T AT HOME YESTERDAY AND COULDN’T DO THE POST! xx

Drabbles

Imagines

One Shots

Series

Feel free to tag me in your stuf (it’s actually encouraged), it will be a pleasure to know more writers and add you to my appreciation list. You can tag me in any fic (Reader insert, it needs to be reader insert!!!!), just don’t tag me in OFC or Male Reader.

  • Tony and Steve fighting something they know they can’t win.
  • Tony and Steve looking to one another from across the battlefield, nodding their heads in acceptance and fighting their way back to each other, because if they’re going to die, then they’re damn well going to die together.
  • Tony and Steve, taking hit after hit, but still making their way forward, Tony whispering broken “I love you’s” as he stumbles to his knees.
  • Tony and Steve, forehead to forehead, Steve’s hand gripping the back of Tony’s neck as he whispers “always,” against Tony’s mouth.
  • Tony and Steve, shaking hands covered with blood and interlocked with one another, foreheads pressed together, focusing only on each other as they breathe their last breath in one another’s arms.
My Father

Hey, a mostly fluffy fic, isn’t that exciting? I know that it is a little odd to share a New Year fic in April, but I was going to share it before, and then life just got in the way. But, I didn’t want to wait until the end of the year for this, as it kind of sets up for some of the really emotional stuff I have planned.

Anyway, I hope that you like it regardless, and if you have any feedback, please let me know!

TIMELINE- 2015/16

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On New Year’s Eve, Tony of course threw a party. It was quite a bash, even compared to the previous years. You didn’t ask why he had gone so overboard with it, but you had an idea.

You enjoyed as much of the party as you could before needing to take a break.

“Do you want me to come with you Doll?” Bucky asked softly. But, he was having such a good time chatting with Steve and Nat, you didn’t want to tear him away.

“No, that’s ok. I’ll be back soon,” you smiled. Bucky took your hand and kissed it. Then he nodded.

You decided against going to your apartment, opting instead to go outside and find a quiet space to look at the stars.

You felt a familiar feeling as you approached your destination.

“Tony, are you ok?” you asked.

“Oh, (Y/N). Yeah, I’m fine. Never better,” he replied noncommittally. You knew he was lying, but instead of saying so, you sat down silently on the bench he was sitting on.

“Are you enjoying the party?” he asked you.

“Yes, I am. I just needed to take a little break.”

“Me too.”

After a few minutes of silence, you felt Tony rest his head on your shoulder. You were hit with a stronger wave of guilt and regret, emotions that had latched on to him months before, and didn’t seem to want to let go.

“What do you think 2016 is going to be like?” Tony asked, not lifting his head.

“Hmmm… I’m not sure really. This century is still pretty new to me, and it keeps throwing surprises at me. All I can say for sure is that it will be a year, and together, we can get through anything.”

“You know, you’re the only person who hasn’t blamed me for Ultron,” he stated matter-of-factly.

“How can I blame you? You were just doing what you thought was right. You had the best intentions. And it wasn’t your fault it went wrong…” you replied.

“Everyone else seems to have a different opinion.”

“Tony, the others have been able to move on. They don’t hold a grudge. They understand. You need to stop torturing yourself.”

“Haven’t you given me that advice before?”

“Probably. You are exceptionally stubborn.”
You heard a small chuckle. “Tony, please try to forgive yourself. If you feel like you need to make up for your past mistakes, you can’t do it by punishing yourself.”

“I do need to… make amends. But every now and then, I need to be pushed in the right direction… will you help me?” he asked, now looking at you intently.

“You know I’d do anything for you Tony. You’re the closest thing I’ve ever had to a… father. I couldn’t let you wander too far…” you replied with some awkwardness.

You knew how he felt about you. You were like a daughter to him. You had known it for a long time, and implicitly, you returned his affection. Tonight was the first time you had said anything explicitly.

“I don’t deserve you (Y/N).”

“Trust me, it’s the other way around,” you replied sincerely, placing a hand on his knee.

“Is that a new ring?” Tony asked, taking your right hand and pulling it closer to his face to inspect it. You knew he was uncomfortable, and changing the subject.

“Yes,” you smiled, watching him. “I was going to bring it up with you in a more… private setting.”

Tony raised his eyebrow quizzically and glanced around. There were people outside, but they were a little ways off.

“Come on (Y/N), you can’t drop that on me with no explanation. What’s going on?”

You took a deep breath, becoming nervous. What if he said no? What if he thought you were being stupid?

“Well, James proposed to me on Christmas Eve,” you began explaining.

“Congratulations!” Tony exlaimed, pulling you into a hug.

“Thanks. I know we’re already married, but he wanted to marry again, since we’re both so different,” you smiled down at your new ring fondly. It really was beautiful.

“That makes sense. It’s a sweet gesture coming from Metal Man,” he replied, mixing an approving nod with his special brand of humor.

“I agree… anyway, the reason I was going to talk to you about it…” you hesitated. Why was this so hard? “I was wondering if you would… would you walk me down the aisle?”

Tony was very rarely speechless. It was a strange thing on him.

“You really want me to do that?” he asked disbelievingly after a few beats.

“Yes Tony. I really do. There’s no one else I want for this.”

“Of course I will (Y/N)!”

“Thank you!” you exclaimed, throwing your arms haphazardly around him. He hugged you back tightly, and you knew he was feeling some of the weight fall off of his shoulders.

When you heard someone call out “the countdown is starting soon”, you pulled away.

“James!”

“Come on then!” Tony said happily, standing and grasping your hand. He then gently pulled you back into the party to find your husband.
By the time you came to a standstill in front of Bucky, and Tony had rushed off to find Pepper, you were giggling.

“Everything alright (Y/N)?” Bucky yelled over the numbers being shouted excitedly by the crowd, his hand on your face, thumb gently stroking your cheek.

“Definitely Love,” you replied as loudly as you could. “Everything is…” you glanced Tony dancing confidently with Pepper as he partook in the countdown, “perfect.”

Bucky smiled, and when everyone cheered “HAPPY NEW YEAR” he pulled you to himself, and kissed you. And you kissed back, feeling that 2016 might just be a good year for you.

How were you to know?

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