The next couple of weeks were really weird for me. I felt like I was in this perpetual state of stress anytime I wasn’t at the tower. Having security tail me everywhere I went felt intrusive and it disrupted everything. My teaching suffered for it and so did my research. I really hated it at home. They lurked outside and I felt like I wasn’t a person anymore. Just a commodity that wasn’t afforded any sort of privacy.
So I started just spending more time at the Tower. I went in to teach but brought a lot of my research to work on in Stark labs, though I was still technically working for Columbia. Bruce started working on it with me. Not all the time, he had his own projects, but he started becoming fascinated with the fine-tuning of the human genome and how I’d found switches on strings of junk DNA that you seemed to be able to turn on or off.
“Why not just take Tony’s job offer?” He asked me as I sat layering different DNA analysis over top of each other and isolating common strands of genetic code. It was definitely much easier to do this work on the Stark computers than it was back at the University.
“He didn’t offer me that job because I’m good. He offered it because he wants to keep me. It’s charity. I worked really hard for my position at Columbia on my own. With no help from anyone.” I grumbled.
“If there is any chatter amongst any extremist group we will know.” Tony says to the small haggard group that gathered in the Avengers headquarters. Clint was bandaging Nat’s arm, Wanda had an ice pack on her neck, Vision hovering close by, while Steve and Loki came out of the explosion unscathed, Steve more so than Loki. “That didn’t take long.” Tony gazes at an embedded link that caught his attention.
“What is it?” Steve asked.
“We have chatter.” Tony commented, clicking on the link.
“Whom?” Nat asked.
“Not a whom, more like a what.” Tony answered as he pressed a few keys on the keyboard.
“What is it?” Steve questioned.
“A video?” Steve repeated.
“Yes, Cap, a video for our mischievous friend here.” Tony gestured.
All eyes turned to Loki, who hasn’t uttered a word since the explosion. Clint observed that he was silently brooding or plotting, if he had to guess it would be the latter.
“Play it.” Loki commanded.
Loki gazed intently at the screen as all the televisions in the room came to life. He watched as a figure in a black hood appears on the screen with a tool that he couldn’t make out in his gloved hands. The figure walks off screen and his heart leapt when he heard her pleading voice. The tool turns on, making a whirring sound like a dentist tool, followed by her scream. Loki balled his hands into fist, crushing the empty glass he held in hands into tiny pieces of shards.
“Loki.” She screams. “Don’t sa-.” The screen goes black and the words, you can save her in bold white letters appeared on the screen.
The video ends.
The stillness in the room was broken by Loki’s words. “Play it again.”
“Loki, maybe-.” Natasha cautioned.
“Play it again.” He snapped, opening his palm letting the remnants of the glass fall to the floor at his feet. Natasha observed this and said nothing when his green eyes shimmered gold around the irises then changed to blacken orbs that watched her until the video came to life.
Natasha would never admit her fear, but in that moment, she shivered from the icy chill that grasped her throat as Loki looked at her. If his anger was a color it would be onyx, its fierceness piercing her soul so deeply that she couldn’t look away.
Tony presses a button and the video replays.
“Can you trace it?” Loki asked not taking his eyes from the screen, watching until the screen went black.
“Yes, I know where the feed is coming from.” Tony answers.
“It can’t be that easy.” Nat says.
“When is it ever that easy, Nat?” Steve states.
“This is clearly a trap.”
“But what are the alternatives?”
“There are no alternatives,” Loki begins. “They want me, they will have me and they will learn who and what I am.”
“We need a plan.” Steve points out.
“I am the plan.” Loki says with finality.
Post Note: Chapter 4 - Part 2 is a bit looong, so I had to get this part out of the way. I hate long chapters, so I had to split this one into two. Part 2 will be posted on Saturday night instead of Sunday night because The Walking Dead returns and I don’t want to miss it!
place a year after The Winter Soldier, before the emergence of Ultron. Steve is
struggling with the notion of not being able to find Bucky. Reader tries to get
Steve out of his depression and help him find Bucky. It doesn’t go well. Events
of Ultron will feature.
A/N: Feedback is welcomed! 😊 (this chapter is a little long, had to cut it short)
Word Count: 2641
sat on the edge of your bed, looking at your phone screen intently. There was a
single message from an encrypted number. In Romanian it read ‘Wish you never left’. you didn’t have
to think twice about who it was from, you already knew. Your heart was
hammering in your chest as you looked at the message, you never expected Bucky
to make any sort of contact, you gave him your number with the hopes that if he
were ever in trouble he could find you or reach you. But here you sat, with a
message from the Winter Soldier.
You couldn’t reply, because it was encrypted
and you guessed that’s how he wanted to keep it. He knew the position he was
putting you in by asking you to lie to everyone. The less contact you had with
him the better.
There was a knock on the door, shaking you
from your deep train of thought. “Y/N” said Steve from the other side, “Are you
“Uh, just a moment” you call out, quickly putting
your phone in the bed side draw and locking it. You smooth your dress and pull
on your shoes then hurriedly opened the door.
Steve stood in the doorway looking dashing in
a blue shirt and black pants, the color of his shirt brought out his already
incredibly blue eyes. As much as you appreciated Steve in his Cap suit, Steve
in civilian clothes still got you every time.
“Well, don’t you look dashing,” you say
walking out of your room,
Steve smiled, “You don’t look so bad yourself”
he said, “Buy I have to keep up with the rest of you, I am almost a hundred”
You laugh, “You don’t look a day over thirty
“Y/N, I have been meaning to ask…” before
Steve could finish Bruce came walking up to them, nervously rubbing his hands
“Did you see how many people Tony invited?” he
asked them, “It’s like half of New York is here”
You exchanged a glance with Steve, Bruce was
always nervous around crowds of people, worried if anything happens and the
other guy comes out it would be disastrous.
“I’m sure it will be fine Banner,” Steve said,
“Let’s go in and have a good time.”
You nodded in agreement taking Bruce’s arm and
linking it with yours, “Don’t worry, I’ll be your wing woman to night” you said
with a wink, this made Bruce smile and the three of you walked to the living
room where the party was being hosted.
The party was in full swing when you walked
in, there was easily over a hundred people here. You scanned the room looking
for some of your team members, Bruce still beside you. You saw Clint and
Natasha laughing at the bar, Thor was entertaining some old army veterans, Tony
and Rhodey were with Helen Cho deep in conversation most likely about their
suits and Sam was walking up the stairs towards them.
“Hey, look at you three, you clean up good!”
said Sam cheerily coming over and giving you a peck on the cheek.
After exchanging greetings with Sam, he asked
to borrow Steve, as he put it they were on the hunt for some strange. You
couldn’t help but pull a face at the thought of that. You and Bruce headed to
the bar to get drink, Nat was behind the bar making a cosmopolitan.
“How’d a nice girl like you end up working in
a dump like this?” Bruce said sweetly, taking off his glasses.
“Fella done me wrong,” Nat replied
“You got lousy taste in med, kid” he responded
with a smile, as she placed a glass on the counter and poured him a drink. You
stood there watching this unfold, wishing you had a camera to film this.
“He’s not so bad” Natasha said, “He has a
temper, but deep down he is all fluff” they both pause and take a sip of their
“Fact is he is not like anybody I have ever
known; all my friends are fighters and here comes this guy spends his life
avoiding the fight because he knows he’ll win.”
“Sounds amazing” Bruce said shyly,
“He’s also a huge dork, chicks dig that” Nat
adds for good measure,
You reach over the bar and grab a beer, the
two of them still not noticing you standing there watching them.
what do you think? Should I fight this? Or run with it?” Natasha says, batting
her eyelashes at Bruce,
“R-run with it right?” Bruce said hesitantly,
“Or did he… Was he… what did he do that was wrong to you?”
“Not a damn thing, but never say never” she
smirked and picked up her drink walking away.
Steve appeared at the bar a few seconds
earlier, he smiled at you and you motioned for him to be quiet and listen to
Nat and Bruce. You were grinning widely as you saw Steve’s expression.
“That’s nice.” Steve said to Bruce, who it
seems came back down to reality and looked over the Captain confused, “What?
What is?” he said,
“You and Romanoff” Steve nodded,
“No, we haven’t. that wasn’t” Bruce said
quickly trying to cover his tracks,
You laughed at him, “Ah, Doctor Banner” you
say placing an arm over his shoulders, “You are such a dork.”
Steve laughed, “It’s okay, no one’s breaking
any bylaws. It’s just, she’s not the most open person in the world but with you
she seems very relaxed.”
“Noo Natasha, she likes to flirt” Bruce said
brushing it off, but his face was turning red,
You couldn’t help but laugh again, Bruce was
feeling so self-conscious and you and Steve weren’t letting it go. “Why are you
turning red Doctor Banner?” you probe playfully,
Steve chuckled, “I have seen her flirt, up
close “he said and reached for a beer over the bar “This ain’t that”
Bruce just shook his head,
“Look, as maybe the world’s leading authority
on waiting too long, Don’t.” Steve said patting Bruce on the shoulder, “You
both deserve a win.”
“He has a point,” you point out then as you
and Steve began to walk away you hear Bruce say,
“What do you mean up close?” Bruce calls out
after the two of you.
You and Steve look at each other and laughed
as you walk away.
The night wore on and the party died down, the
team was now lounging around on the couches chatting casually amongst
themselves. Until Clint and Thor got into the conversation about Thors hammer.
Thor walked over and placed his hammer on the
coffee table, “Whom so ever, be he worthy, shall haveth the power, whatever
man, it’s a trick” Said Clint sarcastically,
“It is much more than that my friend, please
be my guest” Thor chuckled passing Steve a flask of whatever alcohol it
contained, clearly not from this world and pointed to the hammer for Barton to
Clint stood up cockily, and walked over to the
hammer with a grin on his face. “Clint, you have had a tough week we won’t hold
it against you if you can’t get it up” said Tony, making everyone chuckle.
“You know I have seen this before right,” he
said looking at Thor and then tried to lift the hammer, he struggled against it
then stopped and tugged again, “Still don’t know how you do it” he laughed,
“Smell the silent judgement?” Said Tony,
“Please Stark, by all means” Clint replied,
gesturing him toward the hammer,
Tony stood up, opening his suit jacket button,
“Never been one to shy away from on honest challenge,” he said walking over to
the hammer proudly, “It’s physics, So if I lift it then I rule Asgard?” he looked at Thor who nodded, “I will be
reinstituting Prima Nocta” Tony said then pulled on the hammer with all his
might. It didn’t budge, he looked around at the faces of the Avengers then said,
“Be right back,” he rushed off to get the hand of his ironman suit.
Rhodey even joined in to help him try and lift
the hammer not wanting to give up. “Are you even pulling?” asked Rhodey almost
out of breath, Tony looked at him incredulously “Are you on my team?” “Just represent, pull!” the Colonel replied.
Next up was Bruce, he tried to make a joke of
it by pretending to turn into the hulk but you all just sat in awkward silence,
looking at him.
Lastly was Steve, he got up proudly and rolled
up his sleeves. “Come on Cap,” Sam said,
“He has to be worthy!” you said clapping,
Steve walked over to the hammer and placed his
hands around it, his forearm muscles bulging as he did. Then he pulled, and the
hammer shifted ever so slightly. You saw it and looked at Thor, your eyes met
for a moment, the worry evident on Thor’s face. Steve tugged at the jammer
again but this time it didn’t move, and he raised his hands in surrender,
“Nothing,” Thor laughed seeming relieved,
Bruce looked at you and Natasha,
“Oh no that’s not a question I need answered.”
Natasha said shaking her head,
But you wanted to give it a try so you stood
up and walked over to the hammer. “Fifty bucks says she can lift it,” said Sam,
“eighty says she won’t,” Steve replied,
“I’ll take that action,” Clint added, Bruce
raised his hand too.
You looked around at the Avengers, “I’m ready
to be the ruler of Asgard,” you joke and grabbed the handle and gave it a tug,
it didn’t move. Not wanting to further humiliate yourself you stepped away
“Guess I am not” you laughed,
“The handles imprinted!” exclaimed Tony,
“Whosoever is carrying Thor’s finger print is I think the literal translation.”
Thor stood up, “Yes Uh, that’s a very
interesting theory. I have a simpler one” he grabbed the hammer and lifted it
with ease “You’re all not worthy”.
There were boos and groans as Thor said that,
then suddenly there was a loud piercing sound that echoes through the tower and
everyone paused looking around at what just happened.
A figure walked into the room one of the iron
legion, broken and falling apart, they all turned to it.
“No…How could you be worthy? You’re all
killers.” Said the raspy mechanical voice.
“Startk” Steve said,
“Jarvis,” Tony pulled out his phone,
“I am sorry” the machine said, “I was asleep,
“Reboot legionnaire OS. We have a buggy suit”
tony said quietly to the U.I.
“There was a terribe noise and I was tangled
in strings. I had to kill the other guy. He was a good guy” the voice rasped,
You moved slowly towards Steve, who put his
hand out in front of you protectively. “You killed someone?” he asked the rogue
Iron legion robot.
“Wouldn’t have been my first call, but down in
the real world, we are faced with ugly choices” it replied,
“Who sent you?” asked Thor,
The robot played back a voice clip, it was
Tony’s. “I see a suit of armor around the world”
Bruce looked over at Tony shocked. “Ultron!”
“In the flesh. Well no not yet, not this
chrysalis. But I am ready I am on mission” it said,
“What mission?” Natasha asked,
“Peace of our time” Ultron replied and then
suddenly two of the iron legion came exploding through the walls, ready to
attack the team. Steve shoves you out of the way as he kicks one of the tables
up to use as a shield before getting knocked down by the robot.
More of the iron legion swarmed in, attacked
all of you relentlessly. In all the pandemonium Steve came toward you and
grabbed your arm almost dragging you away from the conflict. “Go with Natasha
and get Bruce out of here!” he exclaimed, pushing you towards the safety of the
bar as one of the iron legion fired a shot towards you.
You nodded and ran to the bar, jumping over it
agilely and landing next to Natasha and Bruce, “Don’t turn green!” you hear her
tell him, “I won’t” was his reply before you both grabbed a gun from beneath
the bar and started running to the stairs.
Steve smashed the last iron legion with his
shield. And Ultron turned around “That was dramatic.” He said “I’m sorry I know
you mean well, you just didn’t think it through. You want to protect the world
but you don’t want it to change. How is humanity saved, if its not allowed to
evolve? With these?” Ultron picked up the head of one of the now dead iron
legion and crushed it “These puppets. There is only one path to peace.” Ultron
“The Avengers extinction.” And then suddenly
Thor threw his hammer at the robot and smashed it to pieces.
(A couple of hours later)
You lay awake in your bed, after the events of
that evening there was no sleep happening for anyone. Bruce and Tony had been
arguing for over an hour before you walked away and decided you need some
quiet. The whole team was fighting. The arguments went back and forth between
the team and no one was listening to anyone’s opinions at that point.
As much as you knew the team was right about
Tony experimenting with the scepter, you understood why he did what he did. It
had always been on Tony’s shoulders, the burden that the Chitauri had brought
and you could see it.
You close your eyes, trying to shut out the
noise in the tower. You could still hear Thor and Tony arguing down the hall,
and you assumed the others were all there voicing their opinions as well. A day
that was supposed to be about celebration had turned so sour in a matter of
There was a knock on your door, you sat up in
the darkness of you room and looked at the clock beside you. It was well past
midnight, “Come in,” you called, half expecting it to be Natasha but to your
surprise it was Steve.
“Hey, oh, sorry I didn’t know you were asleep”
he said, pausing in the doorway.
“No, it’s okay, I couldn’t sleep even if I
wanted to” you replied turning on the side lap, “What’s wrong?”
“Can I sit?” he asks, gesturing at the bed.
You nod and move up so Steve could join you.
He seemed so calm in the face of this situation, sometimes you wondered how he
“How are things out there?” you ask him
Steve sighed, “Not great, we are going to
regroup in the morning figure out a plan of attack then. I think everyone is a
little exhausted and its hindering their thinking.”
You looked at him, in the pale glow of your
side light Steve looked so incredibly handsome. He had dirt smudges on his face
and shards of something in his hair from fighting the legionnaire, you absentmindedly
reached up and brushed the dirt from his hair, your hand trailing down to the
smudge on his jawline. Your hand lingered a little longer than it should have
on his face and your eyes met, Steve was about to say something but then he
stopped himself and just leaned in closer till your faces were inches away from
Your heart was racing, you were pretty sure he
could hear it at this point, it was so loud. What the hell is happening you thought, your hand dropped down into
his muscular chest, you could feel his hammering heartbeat beneath his ribcage
and then in a moment that felt like an eternity, Steve leaned in closer and
softly placed his lips onto yours.
You know how people always put Tony in with Gryfindor or Slytherin?
I want Hufflepuff Tony Stark.
Who is afraid to tell his father his house because he doesn’t want to seem weak. Because his father would flip out because HOW DARE A STARK NOT BE A (Insert “superior” house here)
Howard was a Slytherin,
And I really feel Maria would be a Ravenclaw.
So like people expect him to be in one of those houses.
And everyone is shocked when the hat announces “HUFFLEPUFF!”
So here’s Tony. Super Smart. And also super closes off at first. Because once his father hears he will be disowned. Basically.
So he loses it in the boys laboratory. Like full blown anxiety attack. Where he’s trying to keep it quiet but he can’t really tell how loud he Is?
And of course he’s heard.
In comes Steve, the Gryfindor’s resident golden boy, quidditch team captain and everything. The kids call him Captian because he’s just that good.
And he sees this HuffPuff kid crying their eyes out. And that’s not usually out of the ordinary sure, but like… Not this kind of cry.
So he stops and talks to him.
And finds out this kid is a Stark.
Which kinda strikes him. Starks had a certain… way about them. It was well known throughout the wizarding community! Corvorting with Death Eaters like the Stanes.
But he gives Tony a chance anyway.
And then he starts to get to know him
And he sees why he is a Hufflepuff.
Because this kid. This brown doe-eyed boy, is one of the most genuine people there could be. Willing to take the fall for when an idiot first year had set off a smoke charm in the library. Loves to hang out by the budding trees, loves to talk to them while he works.
And that’s how Tony ends up meeting the gang.
Clint, who is a Ravenclaw, (most think it’s because of his smartmouth, but get the dude talking about DATDA (I couldn’t think of one I’m sorry) and he won’t shut up for hours.
Natasha, a Slytherin, who is absolutely in love with Potions, though Tony suspects it’s got to do with his science bro Bruce (who is a Ravenclaw. But still his bro.)
Sam, Second in command on the Gryfindor Qudditch team, and is also really likes spending time reading up on magical history.
And then there’s Barnes. Steve’s oldest friend, his brother. Who looks like a Slytherin, has a mouth like a Ravenclaw, the strength of a Gryfindor, and the heart of a Hufflepuff. He wore the same colors as Tony. And It takes him a while to see why.
Barnes will literally give up anything for the people he loves. It was his choice, to be a Hufflepuff, when the hat tried to put him with Steve.
Bucky’s favorite subject, if you asked him, would be Creatures.
He loves them. And it’s adorable to see.
Because here is Barnes. Take no nonsense Barnes, carrying a Bowtruckle on his shoulder, or feeding the baby creatures that tend to wonder toward the edge if the Forbidden Forest.
(This kinda got away from me and I may continue this later but like… I kinda wanna leave it open for now)
Imagine sitting through a boring lecture with Peter Parker who makes it fun.
Because I’m currently sitting through a boring lecture that has nothing to do with my class soooo why not?
(Y/N) yawned as the gray picture continued to play across the protecter at the front of the class. It would be an understatement to say that she was unimpressed with the content playing. The grayness of the picture caused her eyes to become heavy
Her interest suddenly peaked when she felt a light buzz come from her pocket. Anything was better then what was happening right now.
(Y/N) quickly scanned her eyes around the room so she could locate where her teacher was. She found him still sitting at his desk, looking over some papers they had probably done in the last few days. Which may have been the reason for the video. A good excuse to catch up on paper work…
Regardless, he was hardly paying attention to anything that was happening in the room. So (Y/N) took out her phone, laying it flat on the table to hide it behind the thickness of her binder. Just in case her teacher decided it was time to take a peek at his oh so wonderful students.
(Y/N) smiled lightly at the name that appeared on the screen. Things were about to get interesting, because the name that appeared was none other then Peter Parker. And he was only sitting a few tables back from her current position.
Peter: You look like your just have the time of your life up there.
(Y/N) chucked at the comment. She though of a something clever to reply with and typed it onto her phone screen.
(Y/N): Totally, I just love low quality black and gray pictures to stare at for an hour.
Peter: Aww, I knew those were your favorite.
(Y/N) had to stifle a giggle before she would alert her teacher of what she was really doing. A few minutes passed by when the urge finally subsided and she again began typing away at her phone.
(Y/N): What about you Peter? What kind of movies do you like?
A few several minutes passed by before the reply came and during that time you could have sworn you could hear Peter arguing with his friend Ned.
Peter: I like the one where theres a girl sitting in a boring class and she accepts an invitation to dinner from her friend. Just because she’s so bored.
(Y/N) froze in her seat. She re-read the message across the screen and did so a thousands times over just to make sure she wasn’t misunderstanding what Peter was implying.
She took the leap and replied back between shaking fingers.
(Y/N): I like that one. I heard in ends with some really delicious food.
Next, (Y/N) heard Peter Parker and Ned high five in the back, drawing the attention of the teacher. Luckily you were quick enough to hide you phone before he saw.The boys weren’t as lucky.
But at least you had a promise of dinner that night.
Heeeey! So I was literally in my History class watching an old black and white video that I didn’t have to take notes one or was going to be on a test. Soooo I decided to entertain myself in other ways! I hope this was okay and enjoy!
tbh i kinda really miss the cocky arrogant tony stark too, like its been so long that he just really showed the basic bitches what hes worth. i want that in infinity war “my sunglasses are worth more than your life insurance, sit down barton.”
I love the way the guys use their natural instincts in this scene.
Cap makes a makeshift shield to protect himself, Tony grabs a screwdriver and uses his engineering brain to take them down, Clint uses his aim to throw Steve his shield to support him and Natasha grabs a gun she taped beforehand because she is prepared like a god damn professional.