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Winter Soldier raises Tony Stark (AU)

When Bucky Barnes is sent to kill the Starks, he does so easily until he sees their baby son in the back seat. Unable to kill him, he escapes with the child. 

Living a life on the run, Bucky slowly breaks out of his Hydra conditioning and raises the boy as his own. As Tony grows, their bond only grows stronger, even as Bucky stops ageing.

anonymous asked:

So I just remembered something: Malibu gets earthquakes. Tony lived there for years, so what if designing quake-proof shit is just a habit, and one day in New York everything starts shaking cause of some villain and everybody else is just freaking out but Tony's just chill. Cause he's used to them. Everyone else is spilling their coffee and he's just calmly sitting while shit falls off the shelves and everybody else tries to catch the stuff. (Tree)

“Why are you not reacting more to this??” Sam yells,as he falls on his ass and spills his breakfast all over himself.

Tony, who’s still half-asleep at this point, pants slung low on his hips and hair falling into his eyes as he grips his mug of coffee and watches the rest of his team go into Panic Mode over the little earthquake, just shrugs. “I earthquake-proofed myself years ago. It’s a thing. I did Malibu for years.”

Steve looks incredulously over at him. He’s the only one who’s still on his feet- even Natasha and Clint have gone down. “What does that even mean?”

Tony sighs, and then shrugs, taking one last sip of his coffee before placing it in the sink and beginning to shuffle away. “Guess I’ll have to do the suit thing. Great. I just wanted coffee. It’s less than 10am. What the fuck. I hate villains.”

And with that, he just turns and walks away. Like the whole tower isn’t shaking apart around him. Clint calls out to him in panic as a bowl slides off the top shelf and flies off in direct collision with his head, but Tony literally just grabs it in midair. Like it’s nothing. Just grabs it and puts it back.

“Morning Tony scares the fucking shit out of me, I’m not gonna lie,” Bucky breathed in awe, as they watched him trundle down the stairs, yawning as he dodged a falling tile.

“Morning Tony is like watching someone getting possessed for three hours by a generally vague and unpredictable demon,” Natasha agreed.

“Morning Tony is a pain in my ass,” Sam grumbled, looking desolately at his spilt cereal. 

Look, I’m in a business where you’ve got to sell tickets. But, my God, I would not be able to look at myself in the mirror if I felt strongly about something and didn’t speak up. I think it’s about how you speak up. We’re allowed to disagree. If I state my case and people don’t want to go see my movies as a result, I’m okay with that.

Nyx-Chapter 2

Summary: Nyx was an ancient deity usually envisaged as the very substance of the night–a veil of dark mists drawn across the sky to obscure the light of Aither, the shining blue of the heavens. Her opposite number was Hemera (Day) who scattered the mists of night at dawn. she was doomed to walk the earth in search of her consort Erebus.

Warnings: My usual. Angst, Violence And Smut

Pairings: Bucky X Reader, Avengers x Reader

The years had passed quickly, blurring into a whirl of golden halls and feasts.

Frigga had been most accommodating, giving you a place in the royal household and title as Princess.

The announcement had Loki giggling for days. “You are a Primordial Goddess, the personification of night and darkness, yet you preen at the notion of being a princess?” He laughs uproariously as you tsked at him, gathering the shimmery silver dress in your hands, ready to launch yourself at him. “Erebus and those pesky children of yours must not have known how to treat a Queen,” he quips. The smile falls from his face as he realizes what he’s  said. True to Loki’s nature he does not apologize, he merely grimaces at you, the apology written in his eyes.

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“well i think its my hotel so i should get to stay in the suite with her.” Tony stated.

“but im more qualified as a protector.” Steve answered.

“oh yeah, says who?” Tony took a step towards Steve. 

Hawkeye got between the two, “ok guys, who are we fighting over?” he eyed the pictures of you on the table and laughed, “i get it now.”

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“Frankly, looking at some of the images of these superheroes, I’m surprised to know that they’re not gay…It’s the reason I played Magneto; I wanted to look like that.”

“I would think Marvel is a very responsible publishing house who came up with X-Men - which is a political story about life as it is lived by minorities of whom mutants are a prime example - would respond very favorably to the idea of having a gay or bisexual or transgender superhero. Can you imagine because of it all the wonderful complications of the story - mistaken identities, etcetera etcetera,” the actor explained.

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I needed affection. I craved it constantly. Whether it was just my hand on Y/N’s knee or my head in her lap. The feeling of having someone touch me without the intent to cause pain was addicting.

Before I met Y/N, I would follow Steve everywhere… poor bastard didn’t know what to do with me. I could tell he was relieved when I found someone else to cling to. It was unhealthy to only socialize with one person.

It took awhile for me to start nodding at Bruce in the hall or to say ‘good morning’ to Nat while she was perched on the counter drinking coffee. It took even longer to gather up the courage to say hello to Y/N. Once I did, however, it was like I couldn’t leave her alone. I trailed after her as she brought paperwork down to Tony. I shadowed her as she made herself lunch.

When I look back on it now, it came off as a little creepy. I’m surprised she never came up and slapped a restraining order to my chest. She understood I just wanted the company. So she talked to me even though I wouldn’t respond. She rambled about her day or the odd dream she had. It was refreshing. She would even narrate what she was doing when she cooked, like she was on a cooking show. I was the only viewer.

I don’t mean to make it seem like I never even uttered a word to her, I did.. just not often. I would hum in response or mumble a soft ‘yes’ or ‘I agree’. And she was content with it.

She first noticed my touch deprivation when she accidently grazed my cheek with her hand, causing me to lean into her touch like a cat. She had froze, I also froze, and we stared at each other for a moment. Her lips had twitched into the little half smile I loved, and she pressed her palm to my cheek. Her finger traced the rough scruff on my cheeks and I swore I would never let her go in that moment.

After that, she would hold my hand as we walked to drop off Tony’s papers or sit so her leg was pressed to mine while we watched shitty reality TV. I even let her trim my hair, something Steve had attempted many times and failed. We became inseparable, I loved it. I couldn’t get enough of her. She broke me out of my shell and I still thank her for it.

She was the one to ask me out on a date. For coffee. I remember feeling proud of myself for making her giggle so hard her drink came out of her nose. She was embarrassed, I thought it was funny.

That’s what all led up to this moment: my hand tangled in her hair as she slept with her face pressed to my neck. I still wasn’t very skilled at verbalizing my thoughts, I was also insanely nervous, so instead of asking, I slipped the ring onto her left finger. She didn’t notice until she went to the bathroom.

I was startled awake from her squeal, running to the bathroom with my pistol I kept in the bedside table. She was still sitting on the toilet, gawking at the glimmering band on her finger. She whipped her head to meet my eyes, I slowly lowered the gun.

“Yes.” She whispered.

7 Years: Part 4

andom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: It’s been 7 years since you walked away from the love of your life.

Warnings: angst, mentions of cheating

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3


You watch as Bucky visibly stiffen at the sound of the all too familiar voice. The long legged blonde haired woman from his past walks up to your table, “Oh my God! Bucky! Hi!”

Bucky gulps, “H-Hi, Dolores.”

Dolores pouts, “What? No Dot now?”

You clear your throat, “We’ll get going now. Belle has to do her homework and has karate practice later. Come on, sweetie.”

Belle takes one last sip of her milkshake and hugs Bucky, “Bye Daddy!” She hops out of the booth and grabs onto your hand immediately.

As you approached the counter to pay, Wanda came out with Bucky’s order, “Leaving already?”

You nod, “Yeah, errands to run.” You show her the twenty dollar bill and slap it on the counter, “Keep the change. His meal is on me too.”

Wanda frowned, “Okay. Bye, Y/N. Bye Belle.”

“Bye!” Belle yells as she stepped out of the diner with you.

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