Prompt: Reader is an FBI Special Agent who arrests the
four Horsemen along with Agent Fuller after they robbed the bank. Unfortunately
Reader has met Jack before and they develop a love-hate-relationship.
Authors note: So this is the first imagine I´m putting up on this blog. I had this idea in my head for quite a long time now and I finally wrote it. It got pretty long tho so I forced myself to stop at one point. Since I´m having a lot more ideas for this story there´s probably gonna be a Part 2. I´m sorry for any typos but its currently 4am and I just spent about 3 hours on this so I don’t really feel like editing it right now. I hope whoever reads this likes it tho.
Fandom: Now you see me
Pairing: Jack Wilder x Reader
Warning: There´s like one cuss word
Word Count: 1.622
let´s get those magicians”, I said to Agent Fuller and the rest of our team. We
were at the Aria Hotel ready to arrest the so called Horsemen for robbing a bank
at their show last night. I had to admit that I thought Fuller was just messing
with me when he told me about them. I mean magicians?
C´mon these guys are entertainers. However it didn´t matter what they are. What
matters is that they somehow managed to rob a bank in Paris from a Las Vegas
stage in less than 10 minutes. We were
standing in front of their door silently nodding at each other and then I
kicked the door open.
“FBI! Hands where I
can see them!” Fuller and I screamed at the same time. I don’t know what I was
expecting but definitely not this. The Horsemen didn’t even flinch. It was as
if they were already expecting us. Merritt McKinney was lying on a couch
reading and not even bothering to put his book down. It took Agent Fuller to
scream at him again so that he let the book rest on his chest and held his
hands up. Daniel Atlas was standing at the window with a deck of cards in his
hands. At least he put his hands up even though I did not like that smug look
on his face. Jack Wilder was what it looked like sleeping on a chair with his
feet on a table. I walked over to him with my gun pointed at his chest as he
put his hands in the air. He looked rather bored but as soon as he saw me a
grin spread on his face.
“(Y/N), good to see you again. Look, about that last-“
“It´s Agent (Y/L/N) to you”, I cut him
off. “C´mon are we really going to the last name calling? It´s not like I don´t
know you.” The other Agents gave me questioning looks I simply decided to
ignore. I hadn’t told them that I knew Jack Wilder. After all it was none of
I met him on my way home a few weeks ago when he `accidentally`
bumped into me and wanted to apologize by showing me a little card trick. I
like magicians and on top of that he was very handsome so I let him. He told me
to pick a card, put it back into the deck and then he started to shuffle it.
Jack by the way.” His smile was contagious. “(Y/N)” I replied while he cut the
deck with one hand and one card shot out of the middle right into his hand. “Is
this your card?” I couldn’t help but grin at him. “This is a phone number.” “Yeah it is and you´re free to keep it”
His smile was actually the cutest one I had seen in a very long time. “You know, you said you were going to show me
a card trick to make up for bumping into me. You still don´t know what my card
was though so I guess I can´t call you because you didn´t keep your promise
which doesn´t change anything about you being that asshole who almost made me
fall onto the ground and I´m afraid you being so utterly handsome still doesn´t
make up for it.” I crossed my arms smiling at him and waiting for his next
He did look surprised for a split second but his grin didn’t vanish. “Well,
if you insist.” With a swift movement of his hand the phone number turned into
my card - the ace of hearts – with the slight difference of a number being
written across the middle of it. “Now, was this your card?” A laugh escaped my
lips and I grabbed the card saying: “I guess it was even though I like this
version much better.” He wasn´t that much taller than me but that didn’t change
the fact that he was looking down at me with a huge smile across his lips. He
was just about to say something opening his mouth but I grabbed his wrist and put
it quite high on his back. My smile had faded and so had his. Instead he looked
“Woah, hey, hold on, hold on.” I kept quiet for a little longer
wanting to hear his excuse. “Were you just trying to steal my wallet?” I asked
him not very friendly. Yes, he was handsome and yes, I did enjoy that little
flirt but I would not let him steal from me. “What? Why would you think that?
I-“ I cut him off getting tired of this. “I´m going to stop you right there. I
am an FBI Special Agent and I don’t like it when the bad guys are lying to me.
Are you doing this to all the girls? Now listen to me very closely. I will let
go of you and you won´t run away, do you understand?” He made a huffed noise
which I took as a yes. I let go of his arms and he turned around to face me.
No apology?” I asked arms crossed once again. “You´re from the FBI?” He asked
in awe and I had to keep myself of smiling at him because he just looked too
cute with disbelief plastered all over his face. “Does that sound like an
apology to you?” I must have looked intimidating because after a few seconds of
staring at him he sighed and opened his mouth for what I was expecting an
apology. “I´m sorry, (Y/N), but I didn’t try to steal anything from you.” That
made me raise up my eyebrows. He was actually going to stick to that story. I
knew exactly that he wanted to steal my wallet and yet here he stood telling me
he didn’t. Pathetic.
“Don´t lie to me,
Jack. I know what you were about to do but I´m FBI. I don’t deal with
pick-pocketers and it´s been a long day so I really wish this wouldn´t have
happened. I like you, Jack, and trust me I would´ve called but whatever. Just
go now.” His eyebrows went up in surprise. “Are you serious?” “I am but if I ever
see you again I promise you I will put you in handcuffs.” A smile started to
form on his face and I couldn´t help but smile back. Even if it was just a
small smile. “Either way it was still a pleasure to meet you, (Y/N).” “Wish I
could say the same thing about you, Jack.” With a last smile and a wink he
turned around and walked away.
And that´s the story of how I met Jack Wilder. I
didn´t know he was one of the Four Horsemen but when Fuller showed me their
faces I thought one of them looked oddly familiar and when he told me his name
was Jack Wilder I immediately recognized him as the guy who had tried to steal
my wallet weeks ago. I had to admit that it was nice seeing his face again. The
circumstances weren´t so nice though.
“Like I said, it´s Agent (Y/L/N).” Just
in that moment Henley Reeves appeared at the stairs putting on her jacket
causing almost all Agents to point their weapons at her. “Do one of you guys
mind giving as a hand with our bags?” She asked while she put her hands up. I
didn´t like the tone of her voice but it wouldn´t be of any use to call her out
on it so I just focused my attention back to Jack. “Let`s go”, Fuller said and
I grabbed Jacks arms making him stand up so I could put him into handcuffs.
time we saw each other you did promise me you would put me into handcuffs, I just
thought my charm would prevent you from doing so and instead you´d go on an
actual date with me”, he said while I walked him out of the hotel room and led
him downstairs. “Shut up, Wilder.” I couldn´t have him talk to me like that in
front of my fellow agents or they would start questioning my authority. “No, I´m
serious. I really wanted to ask you out but then that happened. I guess some would say it was the universe that
brought us here together once again, don´t you think so?” He was messing with
me just like McKinney was messing with Fuller but somehow he managed to get the
idea of going on a date with him into my head and I couldn´t stop thinking
about it. “I said shut the fuck up!” “Hey, no need to scream. I was just
stating the fact that I find you very attractive, alright. However I already
made myself clear about that last time, didn´t I?”
These Horsemen had all of
this planned, I could feel it. None of them were surprised or showed even the
slightest change of emotion when we entered their room and now they were all
talking to us as if we were not arresting them. Something was going on and I did
not like it. When I sat back in the car next to Fuller he was giving me a
questioning look. “Drive.” I didn´t feel like talking right now especially because
I knew that he wanted to talk about Jack Wilder and if I did I might
accidentally tell him something I didn´t want to speak out loud. Jack Wilder
had been spinning around my head since the day I first met him and seeing him
again like this didn´t make things any easier for me. God forbid when I need to
So from last night's episode, I'd say Fitz is the show's Iron Man
* Super genius inventor
* Abusive father
* Loves his mother more than anything
* Can be a snarky little shit
* Does experiments behind people’s backs
* Trust and abandonment issues
* Just wants to keep his family together
* Protective boyfriend
* Tons of insecurities
* His best friend is a black man who sometimes gets overwhelmed by his technobabble (I’d say Mack is his best friend since Simmons already has the girlfriend / true love position)
Okay, now I’m just imagining an episode where Fitz and Mack borrow the Iron Man and War Machine suits. Marvel, pls.
Summary: Y/N is cleaning
out her dead grandmother’s house when she hears a strange banging coming from
the attic. When Dean and Sam arrive, the group discovers that the banging is
really a ghost, who traps Dean and Y/N in the attic. Can they survive together
while sparks fly between them?
Pairing: Dean x
Word Count: 3875 (sorry! This one ran away from me!)
swearing (I know, that’s super weird for me, but it felt like it fit)
A/N: This is for @beckawinchester and Becka’s Birthday Challenge. My quote was “Trust me! This
is not a good idea!” and my place was Attic. Happy birthday, Becka! I hope you
like this one. It’s barely edited, because I’m sick, and un-betaed, so I
apologize for any mistakes.
The call you had been dreading came not in the middle of the
night, like you had always pictured, but on a completely ordinary, bright,
sunny morning: Your grandmother, the last of your family, had died.
You been expecting it, she had been sick for a while, but,
it still shocked you when the call finally came. You weren’t as prepared as you
thought you were to lose your grandma. You decided to busy yourself getting the
funeral services finalized, trying to push away the grief that threatened to
overwhelm you at the loss.
“Hurry up Jack,” you yelled up the stairs as you pulled on your flats, bracing yourself on the door as you hop a little to get them on. “Henley said be there by 7 and its already 6:50.”
“I’m coming, I’m coming” Jack says, breathing heavily as he dashes down the stairs. “We good to go?” You nod and you both walk out of the house, Jack locking the door after you’ve stepped out.
“6:55,” you warned as Jack drove wildly through a yellow light.
“Danny’s gonna have my ass for this,” Jack moans, barely slowing down for the stop sign.
You shake your head. “Did you bring match sticks for the fire?”
“Yeah” Jack says, leaning over the steering wheel and staring intently at the road.
“Are the other three going to be there?” you ask, clutching your seat belt as Jack swerves through two lanes, cutting off a red car.
Jack shakes his head, pulling to a stop in from of the building. “They’re probably long gone by now.”
“Good,” you say as you jump out of the car and follow Jack inside and up the stairs.
Jack smiles, unlocking the door and letting you in first before closing it quietly behind you. “You love this,” he states, walking to the middle room and gathering a handful of papers, he starts tossing them into the fire, not waiting to the see the paper get enveloped in flames.
Smiling to yourself, you come to stand next to him, helping him toss paper into the fire. Just as you threw a string bound stack into the flames, the door slams open a man in a suit followed closely by Rhodes.
Jack smiles wickedly before charging the suited man, driving him into the kitchen. Once they’re out of sight, you turn to Rhodes. He’s standing a few feet in front of you, his gun leveled at your chest.
“Can’t shoot me?” you taunted, backing up until your back hits a table. Rhodes follows, making a face as you grope the table behind you, smiling when you find what you want.
“You sure as hell can’t outrun a gun, no mater what magic you use,” he spits, saying magic as if it were an insult.
You pretend to think as he takes a step closer. “Eh, I think I can,” you say, snapping you fingers to fan out the cards in them.
Rhodes laughs, taking another step forward. “With cards?” he says, feeling confident against the rectangles of plastic in your hands. “I think not.”
You smirk, enjoying his oblivion. “Try me.” You launch a card as his face, smiling satisfactorily as the sharp sound of paper slicing skin is heard, and the angle of the gun drops a few inches. From the kitchen, you hear the sound of whirring and then shredding of something thick.
“Looks like your buddy needs some help,” Jack taunts, walking out of the kitchen. Rhodes growls before running at you, and you duck out of the way as he crashes into the table.
Running backwards, you toss another card, eliciting another cry from Rhodes.
You have three cards left and Jack, forgotten by Rhodes, continues to burn paper.
As Jack finishes, tucking a stapled packet into his jacket, you fling two cards at Rhodes, making him stop because of his injury and its closeness to his eye. Grinning you turn to the door and run after Jack only stopping at the doorway to toss you last card at the man in the sink, causing his jacket to fall in further.
“We did good,” Jack pants as he runs down the stairs. You grin, but it fades away when you see a team of men running up the stairs with guns.
“This way,” you say, thinking quickly and jumping into the trash chute. Jack follows, the sound of both you shoes rubbing against the metal walls resounding in you ears even after you’ve fallen out of the chute.
Walking out of the trash room, you and Jack act calm and natural, trying not to draw any attention to yourselves.
“That was pretty kick-ass,” Jack compliments as you two casually walk past a car with an agent inside. Being closer to the car, you shield your face from her by turning your face to Jack.
“Kick-ass? I threw cards at him Jack,” you say, mildly flattered.
Jack shakes his head as you turn the corner, and get into the black car sitting outside. When Jack reverses and pulls out around the corner, you can see Agent Rhodes running out of the building and the other blonde Agent stepping out of the car to greet him.
“You hurt him enough so that we could get out.” He laughs. “I wonder who taught you that trick.”
You laugh along with him, able to relax as he drives the speed limit and stops fully at all the stop signs. “Yeah, I wonder who, Jack.”
So this is an imagine for my absolute favorite movie, Now You See Me (you should watch it if you haven’t already!) Jack is my total favorite, so i thought i’d do a Jack imagine :) also, this is a scene from the movie, just changed a bit to fit.
tell me how you liked it, your feedback makes me a better writer!
I hope you guys enjoy this imagine, Dave Franco is so hot and adorable! Please excuse the shitty writing and enjoy.
Summary : Jack Wilder meets a certain someone that he hasn’t seen or spoken to in months. Will things go according to plan or awry?
The four horsemen were
enjoying their time drinking and partying away the day.
It was a month after their meeting with Agent Rhodes who was
actually a part of The Eye.
“Did you hear? Heard that Vegas employed a fortune teller.”
Merritt said as he drank away.
“Probably making some good cash, hmm?” Daniel chuckled; some
people could be so gullible.
Jack snorted. “How stupid can people be?” He rolls his eyes,
causing the other two males to arch a brow at him. “What?”
He looked at them confused and gulped down his drink.
“What’s up your bum?” Merritt asked.
Jack rolled his eyes again.
A sly smile spread across Daniel’s face when he deciphered
Jack’s odd behavior.
“What’s with the devious look Danny?” Jack asked, starting to
“Is little Jack missing a certain fortune teller named (Y/N)?~”
Jack instantly teased up at the mention of it and furiously
shook his head. “No!” He fiercely denied it.
“By jolly, he does!” Merritt laughed along with Daniel.
Jack frowned and got up and left irritated by the other two.
Who was (Y/N)? She was Jack Wilder’s girlfriend and one hell of
an awesome tarot reader and fortune teller, and knew some pretty rad tricks herself.
She and Jack had a fight a couple months back when he had
forgotten about their 2 year anniversary.
Harsh words were said that were now regretted deeply.
Actions were done that should’ve never happened. A goodbye that should have
never taken place.
“Hey Jack!” Henley greeted cheerfully.
“Hi…” He said dryly, and furrowed his brows when he saw
Henley with a stranger. “Who’s this?”
Henley chuckled and
lightly hit her head. “Oh yes, sorry. Jack this is my friend… Nina! And Nina this is Jack!”
Jack eyed Henley; she
had a strange smile on her face, all too suspicious seeming. He looked at her
friend“Nina”, she was wearing a cloth? Or maybe a really long type of scarf
over her face, and only her lips were visible.
‘What weird taste in
friends Henley has….’ Jack
thought as his eyes glossed over the mysterious visitor.
“She’s a fortune teller you know!” Jack groaned and rubbed
his temples in agitation. Was it National Bother Jack Day?!
“Want to go at it?” She offered with a mischievous glint
in her eyes.
“No thanks.” He brushed her offer off and started to walk
“Scared are we?” He heard the stranger taunt and turned
around in a flash. A smirk was playing at her purple colored lips.
He cocked a brow and
tilted his head to the side. ‘Purple,
a lot like (Y/N)’s…’ “Jack
Wilder isn’t scared of anything.” He replied back in a cocky tone.
The mysterious female gestured him to still down across
Jack cautiously sat down and eyed her.
“Tarot reading or fortune?” He heard her ask, and he furrowed
his brows again, her voice seemed oddly familiar.
“Have we met before?” He asked bluntly, and the girl
“Jack, what a smooth
way to hit on my friend that you’ve never met
quickly interjected and told him shut up and answer her friend.
“Tarot.” He simply said, and a smirk reappeared across the
girl’s features. She laid out her tarot cards and Jack noticed that he was
familiar with them as well. “You’ve got the same deck as (Y/N).” He commented
without realizing it. The girl seemed to pay no heed to it, and continued
“Choose.” He picked up a card from the left side and
revealed it. “The lovers.” She spoke in a low tone with a sly smile. “Thinking
of a certain someone?”
Jack looked back at the card and nodded.
“Yeah,” A soft smile spread across his face. “About a girl named
(Y/N)…” His eyes shimmered with love.
“Oh?~” A sly smile was on her face. “Why this girl? Is she
Jack rolled his eyes. “Special? More like irritating.”
Suddenly Henley quickly placed a firm hand on her
friend’s shoulder. She gave Jack a nervous and sheepish grin, with a slight
“Pick… pick another.” The girl said hesitantly, and Jack kept a
locked gaze on her.
He took notice of the strange behavior, but picked up the card
anyways. “The sun.” She said, and ran her fingers over the card. “Happiness and
success him? Is it with the girl?~”
Jack shook his head. “Doubt it.”
“Why?” Jack had a sheepish grin and rubbed the back of his
head. “She’s kind of really pissed at me.”
An amused smile spread across her face, and she turned to
Henley, whose expressions mirrored her friends.
"What?“ He asked, perplexed by their actions.
“Nothing~.” Henley sang, causing Jack to look at her with a
“It would seem that love and success will be entering your
life, and yet you refuse? Why?” She asked.
Jack sighed and rubbed his temples. “(Nickname) is pissed
that I forgot about the anniversary and we haven’t spoken since. So how will
love enter back?” He challenged.
She cleared her throat and picked up another card before
speaking again. “I’d advise an apology to her, perhaps she’ll forgive.”
Jack rolled his eyes. “Forgive? She can blame me faster
than forgive me.” He snorted.
He sensed some anger in her tone, and continued anyways.
“She’s moody as hell at times! So she can’t be on her thing 24/7!” He exclaimed
and noticed the girl fidgeting.
“Dear lord… How little so you think of her?” She sighed in
Jack felt offended. “I don’t think little of her, she’s
just so like damn dramatic sometimes! She’s really amazing though!”
He noticed the change in her tone, it was mellow now.
“Yep. (Y/N) is really smart and super hot, but also weird. Sometimes I think she’s
got a loose screw.” He rambled on and missed how the visitor gripped tightly on
“Look at the time! Come on!! If we don’t go, we’ll be
late!!” Henley said as she yanked on her friend, pulling her up. “Bye
“Bye..?” He’d never understand women, confusing creatures
they could be.
“Come Jack! Amaze us!” Merritt grinned as he drank his
“Don’t feel like it.” Jack replied dryly, thinking of the
teller’s words. Would love reenter? He already gained success.
“Don’t be a party pooper!” Daniel hiccupped with a laugh.
He was clearly drunk as mouse.
“Fine.” He grabbed a deck of cards and started to perform
As he went on with his mini performance, Henley returned
with her friend. Both entered the room, drawing wandering eyes of Daniel and
As for Jack, he didn’t notice, he was focused on his
trick. “Done!” Jack finished, and bowed as Daniel and Merritt clapped for him.
Henley’s friend walked up behind Jack with a vexed
expression. She out of the blue and pushed him.
“H-hey!” Jack whipped around; ready to snap at whom at
pushed him. His eyes widened as a huge smile had spread across his face when he
got a good look at the figure. “(Y/N)!” He breathed.
She didn’t seem all that pleased though.
(Y/N) walked up to him and hit his chest with her hand.
“Irritating am I?!” She screeched at him, agitated.
“What?” He furrowed his brows, and tried to shield himself
from her hits.
“Moody, 24/7!” She continued on. “Totally such a
“H-hold up!” He tried to explain himself, but he was
confused on how she knew what he had said!?
“Dramatic too, right!?“
“I-I said some good things! L-like how you’re super hot!”
The others laughed at his futile attempt to soothe his girlfriend’s rage.
“What am I? Chopped
liver?!” She tried to hit him again, but Jack caught her hand and pulled
her in for a hug.
“Yeah, can’t say I’ve missed this.” He said in a
nonchalant tone, earning an elbow hit to the gut. “I… take it back..!” He
clutched his aching side, and watched his girl mingle with the others.
He had met (Y/N) when he and a friend went to get a tarot
reading and both had pick pocketed each other and thus began a beautiful
friendship, which evolved into something more. And he wouldn’t trade it for the
Jack ventured off to the garden where his lady love was. She was
off admiring the scenery of current home of the four horsemen. Jack sighed, he
wondered how he was going to strike up the conversation.
The others had urged him to hurry up and make up with her, and
along with snickers about sex, but who knows what the outcome will be.
She was sitting on a bench, and looking up at the night sky, most likely admiring the beautiful moon.
“H-hey babe..!” He started off with a shaky smile, and
watched her turn around to face him.
(Y/N) smiled at him and noticed his shaky form. “Hey…” She
softly said before rolling her eyes
“Don’t get all moody on me.” He pleaded as he sat down next to her. “We haven’t
talked in months or seen each other either.”
“And whose fault may that be?” She said sharply and Jack
“Look, I’m sorry ok? I messed up like big time, and
besides don’t you want your gift?”
A small laugh escaped her lips. “Trying to bribe me,
Jack slumped his shoulders and sighed. “How do I get my
beautiful girl to forgive me?”
(Y/N) giggled. “I forgave you months ago.”
He scrunched his features in confusion. “Whaaat? When?”
She moved her face from her face and smiled at him. “I
sent you a long voicemail, a long text message, long email; long letter after
Henley told me what happened.” She explained. “But I thought you didn’t forgive
Jack palmed his face, and cursed his own stupidity. He had
thought it was all just (Y/N) yelling at him, so he ignored them and deleted
them all. “Oh…” He said as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his head. “I
may have deleted all that…” He confessed.
(Y/N) shook her head at him and sighed. “Aren’t you a
piece of work?”
He gave her a cheeky grin. “But you love me anyways.”
“That I do.” She said with a thoughtful look and wrapped her arms around his
Jace arched a brow. “But what?”
“But since you avoided me for so long, now you’re going to
have to make up for it.”
“Ok, what do you want?”
“Ooo! I want to go to this one vegan restaurant!” A huge smile spread across her face, causing Jack to smile himself.
“Alright.” He didn’t expect that, but what floats your
boat you know.
“And you never gave me an anniversary present.” She added
and he looked at her as if she were crazy.
“You’re joking right?”
“Does it look like I’m joking?”
“But…but you–I–what!?” He was at a loss of words.
"Didn’t I gift you an expensive watch?” She
challenged, and he sighed.
“Ok,” He caved in, and felt
her fingers run through his tresses, along with a light laugh. “By the way, how’d you know what I said?”
(Y/N) giggled at his ignorance. “The fortune teller was me, I was going to surprise you, you idiot.”
“Oh.” He said before he gave her another cheeky grin, and a slight shrug. “You know what they say, ignorance is bliss.”
(Y/N) playfully shoved him. “And a curse Mr. Wilder.”
They both smiled at each other, and started to talk away like they used too. They could talk for hours and think only a couple of minutes had merely passed.
When they decided to go back in, Jack had captured his beloved from the behind, and held her lovingly in his embrace. Relishing in her scent, and form.
“Hmm?” (Y/N) mused as she felt her boyfriend pull her closer to his chest.
“Wanna go to the it room, Madam Moon?” He asked, pressing a kiss on (Y/N)’s neck.
Like the other four horsemen, (Y/N) had received a card from The Eye as well, and it was the Moon.
“The it room?” She questioned with a confused laugh.
“Get with the program babe, we haven’t seen each other in months, so let’s make up for it, k?”
She slipped out of his hold, amazing him each time she did it, and rolled her eyes. “That is if you can catch me.” She winked at him.
When a disappointed Rhodey kissed a frog in Pepper’s birthday gala, he did not expect to get transformed into a frog himself. He definitely did not expect to get stuck with the frog-prince who was possibly the biggest flirt and most annoying creature Rhodey had ever met - A Princess And the Frog AU
Knight!Rhodes saved Prince Tony from kidnappers for the first time when the prince was 14 and Rhodes was 17. Now, ten years later, he’s still doing the same and possibly also falling in love with the incident prone prince.
Royal Advisor Rhodes has a suspicious eye on the new Court Jester Stark. If only Princess Virginia would see the handsome man from Rhodey’s sight. Or maybe it was better that she didn’t.
Knight!Rhodes was sent to rescue a supposed ‘prince’ from the High Tower for the arrogant heir Ezekiel Stane, son of King Obadiah. The rescue was easy. The journey back home will not be, especially when Prince Tony is clearly hiding a secret that changes everything. Now Rhodey is left to wonder if Ezekiel will ever agree to marry a prince who turns into a metal armor every night and if he even wants Tony to marry Stane.
Rhodes’ father promised his first born to a warlock in exchange for his kingdom’s safety from a dreadful plague. At the age of 18, Rhodey is summoned by a Warlock, who turns out to be the son of the original warlock. Still, a promise is a promise.
Iron Man has hacked into the FBI servers endless number of times and Agent Rhodes is particularly irked by him. But when a high risk case requires the help of the masked hacker, Rhodes has to work together with the man he had wanted to catch for long.
Tony Stark is accused of murdering his husband Tiberius Stone and Advocate Rhodes is the only one whom Tony will allow to fight his case.
Archaeologist Rhodes has to use old-time crook but experienced traveler Tony Stark’s help if he wants to unravel Wakanda’s deepest mystery - the mythical Black Panther’s treasure.
Rhodes is put with a new recruit, Tony Stark, after his old partner was shot dead in a misfire. He is not all that welcoming of the change, but Stark seems to love it.
When Tony Stark contacts Agent Rhodes about a leak regarding his dad’s corruption in weapons dealings, he begins the most dangerous of games to play.
Rhodey disliked his co-passenger within the first three minutes of their flight. But when their plane is hikacked, Rhodey must find a way to work with tech whiz Tony Stark to save themselves and the others.
Tony didn’t think that lying to his dad that he was married would lead him to dragging his colleague and close friend Rhodes as his fake husband, for his ex’s wedding.
When his ex-fiance told Tony that he had moved on, it was only natural that Tony’s hurt pride would drag him to Las Vegas. And would get him drunk. And married to a stranger.
Tony knew that his best friend was straight. So why exactly did Rhodey’s parents think that they were dating?
The thought behind breaking the record for the longest kiss was positive representation. Definitely not kissing the best friend Tony had been pining over for years.
Soulmarks were the outline of the lips of your soulmate. It was strange that it had taken Rhodey twenty years to kiss Tony.
“So I might be your boss but that doesnt mean I have any idea what im doing running a government association. In fact I have no idea why anyone would pick me for Director? I dont even know what SHIELD stands for. Well actually thats a lie I do but still.”
It wasn’t long after the Reds and Blues had been ‘helped’ by the mercy when Agents Oklahoma and Rhode Island showed up at the canyon. The two thought it to be odd that there was only half a ship, but didn’t question it. Rhode was left as look out as Oak looked for clues and checked the body’s that had been carelessly left.
A small voice , that was most likely an AI, pointed out there was movement on their trackers. This caused Oklahoma to sigh before she pulled a standard Issue Magnum from her side. “Rhode, we got possible Tango, keep an eye out.” Before she knew it she was knocked out.
Once the woman woke she found herself in a room with rhode, cuffed. She groaned and fidgeted in the cuffs before getting distracted by the sound of an opening door. The Steel and Cyan colored Merc turned only to see a familiar asshole.
“Felix? What the hell are you here for?” Oklahoma had served with him and Locus during the war. After that she only kept contact with Locus, Noone else.
Phil startled, and looked at her in surprise, before nodding thoughtfully and asking “Jarvis?”
“I do not mind.” Jarvis answered, before bringing up a set of coding on the nearest wall.
and the scientists made excited sounds and turned to look at it. Phil
kept his eyes on Darcy’s. She smiled slightly and shrugged a bit. He
smiled back and nodded again before turning to answer a question Skye
Conversation picked back up. Darcy let Bucky and Steve draw her back into their chat, even as she kept an eye on the discussion with Jarvis. Phil calmly and competently spoke with Jarvis and his agents, while Clint kept a thoughtful eye on him and piped in with comments on occasion.
Tony came in and looked around as he made his way towards the door to the landing platform. His eyes landed on the code Jarvis was showing and he stopped, looked thoughtfully at the group headed by Phil, and said “Huh.”
Then he shook his head and continued to the door. He pulled it open with a cheerful “Come on in, Honeybear! Jarvis’ll get War Machine down to the lab for its tune up.”