Sure, it wasn’t exactly…legal, to look after a kid that isn’t his, that was obvious. But after three months of living by himself and getting along with the few decent neighbours on his floor, Bucky figured it was the best time to introduce Thomas, the two year old that had been left behind by and on the metal steps of his apartment building out in Brooklyn, to the team.
When the kid was first found, of course there had been some freaking out, asking the few neighbours he actually had if they’d seen anyone, Bucky had ended up with illegal custody of the kid. Until he’d informed Hill, who was a little pissed at the entire situation, but had ultimately ended up asking some contacts and getting the legal and medical documents sorted and swore Barnes to secrecy unless he wanted his balls ripped off.
So, yeah, he had a kid. Even got to name them.
He paced around in the large seating area of the communal floor in the tower, Thomas stubbornly snuggled up against his metal arm and chubby arms hugging around Bucky’s neck, babbling on about the TV show ‘Little Einsteins’ that the boy had recently become obsessed with. What if they didn’t like him? Or tried to convince Bucky into handing the kid over to another agent/superhero? Ugh. Bucky had kept them alive so far, right? Shouldn’t be that different in the future.
The super soldier’s head snapped up, coming to stand still, at the sound of footsteps and then another person’s presence in the room. His shoulders slumped in relief at who it was, metal hand idly patting Thomas’ side.
AU - Reporter Sebastian Smythe just wants to cover real stories - corrupt politicians, scandals in City Hall. Instead, his boss, J. Jonah Jameson has him doing a story on the new Spiderman that’s appeared in town. Frustrated with this turn of events, Sebastian seems to be the only one in the city not charmed by this slightly goofy superhero.
Sam Evans might have some great power, but the responsibility thing might not be his thing. He’s just trying to finish college, save the city from superpowered freaks, and make sure that his brother and sister get their homework done. He doesn’t need a annoyingly serious reporter following him everywhere.
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The mental image probably wasn’t warranted, but it was the truth. “I know you’re just trying to help out your friend by coming to talk to me, but I’m not going to change my mind…” he shrugged. Malcolm had dumped his now ex-girlfriend, Genevieve over three days ago. After dating for three years, Eve had promised that they’d ‘do the dirty’ on prom night. But the magical evening had come and gone and now here he was, still with his V-plates in tact. “I’m not going to force her, so I thought it best I just dump her, I mean, we were practically just friends that kissed for three years,” he complained, knowing that the female beside him was probably the wrong person to confess such things to. He knew the whole school thought he was a dick, but Malcolm had grown tired of just holding hands and goodnight texts months ago, in fact, it was amazing he’d stayed with her so long. “We’re eighteen, I’m sure she’ll find someone else who wants to whisper sweet nothings in her ear all damn day, but me…” he paused. “I want a good fuck, preferably before college.”
Sam Evans had lost most of the direction in his life - his albeit brief marriage has fallen apart, his job as an artist doesn’t seem as fulfilling as it once had, and he finds himself alienated from the life he once had when he was married. Sam’s only connection to the outside world is his neighbor and childhood friend, Rachel - a small time actress.
After seeing an advertisement for a new Operating System or OS, Sam - with the enthusiastic encouragement of Rachel - purchases the upgrade. Sam is immediately surprised by the enthusiastic AI, who names himself Blaine (he just liked it, he informs Sam, sounding rather pleased with himself that he actually had a name now). Slowly, Sam begins to adjust to having Blaine be a part of his life, and the OS becomes more of a companion than an electronic presence.
Blaine’s enthusiasm for life and learning reignites something in Sam, who dedicates his time to helping Blaine experience what he can from Sam’s pocket. Slowly, their relationship changes from assistant, to friendship, to even a relationship. While Sam deals with the cultural stigmas of dating someone that some - like his ex-wife Quinn - say doesn’t actually exist and the lack of physical relationship that he and Blaine cannot have, Sam finds that love is just as challenging and fulfilling with an OS as it was with a person.
“Falling in love is a crazy thing to do. It’s like a socially acceptable form of insanity.”
“What are you doing here?” She snapped, glaring at the other in order to look threatening, she wasn’t ready to tell him about their children, she wasn’t sure if she would ever be. She loved them, and she wasn’t ashamed of them. She only hid them from him. She was known to most as an adulterer for she had two children and no wedding band she had always hoped he would never put the two together