no james in this :(


The start of Infinity War, probably. Welcome to the wonderful world of having shitty big brothers who pick on you, Peter~

Inspired by basically any interview starring Holland with Mackie and/or Stan :P

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Something that always bothers me when I see supergirl being compared to the flopdred is that the flopdred was always a shit show. It’s not just about lexa dying—they’ve been racist af, both in content and how they treated their cast as well (hello Ricky, and Lindsey living out of a hotel room the entire first season bc she didn’t know if she would be killed yet) and plenty of other shady and problematic shit that either the fandom didn’t care about and overlooked until after lexa died, or it came out after lexa died.

I am not saying that season 1 of supergirl was perfect. I’m not. But it was a good show, who stayed in its lane and didn’t try to do more than it could but still tried, like having conversations about consent and anger and having the main romantic couple talk to each other, about found families and sisters. Unlike the flopdred, they treated both the actors of color and their characters well—Jenna (who’s Lebanese), David, and Mehcad. Again, there were issues but it was a good show—“don’t let the perfect get in the way of the good.”

I don’t even remember the last space fam scene. Or when Kara and Alex had a Sister’s night. Or when the Superfriends all hung out together. Or how Mehcad barely had any screen time, and how David’s talked about how horrible Cyborg Hank Henshaw is. They haven’t even mentioned wtf happened to Lucy, hasn’t said her name or Astra’s and constantly straight up saying that the child of a really fucked up family just has to be like them because of genetics. Which they did the opposite of in season 1—with Winn, the son of the Toymaker, the guy who killed children, and with Kara, who’s Astra’s niece and was the one created Myriad.

The flopdred was the same show it always was, from the very beginning. Just some of it people didn’t know or care about. It was the same show throughout every season.People knew what they were getting into–it never changed.

But this? This is not the same show.

  • James: You will come over to my side... I know it.
  • Lily: You seem very certain.
  • James: One word: curiosity. You long for freedom. You long to do what you want to do because you want it. To act on selfish impulse. You want to see what it's like... One day, you won't be able to resist me.

Jim opened the door to his home and frowned when he saw Tony standing there, patting Peter’s back and looking very worried. He had Peter’s diaper bag, which wasn’t unusual in itself. He did have a suitcase though. That was unusual, but not concerning. Jim leaned against the doorway and raised an eyebrow.

“Hi, Rhodey!” Tony said, smile tremulous. “Thought we’d come for a visit!”

“Hi,” Jim replied, then reached out to ruffle Peter’s hair. “Hey, Pookie.”

Peter gave him a shy, gummy smile and shoved a handful of teddy grahams into his mouth.

Jim got the safety gates put up and coffee on, and Tony got Peter situated in his playpen. They were on their second cups of coffee before Tony spoke again.

“I’m leaving him,” he said softly.

Jim sat his cup down heavily. “You just finalized your adoption.”

Tony stared down into his coffee. “I—I came to realize that Ty only went through with it because he thought Peter would anchor me to him. He hasn’t—ever since we adopted him, Ty hadn’t been involved with Peter. I won’t have him be Peter’s Howard. And I won’t be Peter’s Maria, staying with him and hoping things will work out. It’s—it’s better to have one good parent than half a good one.”

Jim stared at him for a long time before he reached out and put his hand on top of Tony’s. “Hey, man. You know I’ll support you. I never liked Ty anyway.”

“I know,” Tony said, tears in his eyes. “I know. I should have listened to you.”

Jim gave his hand a squeeze. “But then you wouldn’t have gotten this cute booger—who is now escaping his playpen.”

“Peter!” Tony gasped, flying over to him before he could flip over the edge of the playpen onto his head.

“Hey,” Jim said gently, grabbing Tony’s elbow and drawing him away from the window he was staring blankly out of. “Hey. It’ll be okay.”

“He froze all my assets,” Tony replied, voice shaking. “My assets. That I brought into the marriage. And are protected by my pre-nup.”

“Pepper’s working on it,” Jim reminded him. “It’ll work out. Stone’s afraid of her.”

Tony managed the tiniest of smiles. “Everyone’s afraid of her.”

“That’s ‘cause she’ll stab you in the eye with a stiletto,” Jim answered immediately.

“Yeah,” Tony agreed, before his smile fell again. “What did I do wrong?”

“Sometimes you don’t do anything wrong and it still doesn’t work out, Tony,” Jim said quietly, giving his shoulder a squeeze. “C’mon, man. Let’s go on a walk.”

“Walk!” Peter repeated excitedly, holding his arms out to be picked up.

Tiberius was a jerk and hired a lawyer that threw his weight around more than Pepper could handle. Pepper hired a lawyer that was slowly but surely putting a case together that would free Tony of Stone forever. Still, Tony’s assets were frozen, and while he still had his penthouse apartment, Ty was there too.

“Listen,” Jim said as Tony sat nursing a cup of tea that Bruce had said would help after an anxiety attack. He reached out to put his hand on top of Tony’s and ignored the way it trembled made him want to find and murder Tiberius. “Listen. I’m being deployed.”

“Oh,” Tony said, trying to put on a brave face and missing by a mile. “Oh, I see.”

“You don’t have to go,” Jim added hurriedly. “Listen, I said.”

Tony swallowed thickly. “Okay.”

“I usually give the guys across the street a couple hundred bucks to keep an eye on my house, water my plants, mow my lawn when I’m gone on trips.” Jim gave his hand a squeeze. “Just stay here while I’m gone. I’ll pay you to house-sit for me.”

Tony stared at their entwined hands before whispering, “You’ve already done so much for me, Rhodey. I couldn’t—I couldn’t do that, I owe you so much.”

Jim took a deep breath, let it back out through his nose slowly. “I’m not doing it for you,” he said finally. “I’m doing it for Peter. He needs someplace safe to stay. I live in a gated community. I’ll just take that couple hundred and give it to you for groceries and stuff.”

Tony ran a hand through his hair, torn. “Rhodey—”

Listen,” Jim repeated sternly. “You’re like a brother to me, Tones. You know I take care of my family. Hell, when Jeanette died—” He swallowed down the anger and hurt he still felt at her passing. “—You were there for me and my parents and Lila. Of course we’re gonna be here for you too. Let me take care of you for a while, you dummy.”

Tony sniffled and lifted his free hand to wipe his eyes. “Why did my life have to get so fucked up, Rhodey?”

Jim stood up so he could pull him into a hug. “I’m just sorry I didn’t stop you from marrying that asshole.” He winced as Tony sobbed into his shoulder, lifting a hand to stroke his hair. “Hey, man, it’s okay. You got Peter out of it, didn’t you?”

“I don’t know what I’d do without him,” Tony admitted tearfully. “It still sucks. I didn’t do anything to deserve this.”

“Yeah,” Jim sighed, giving him a tight squeeze. “Yeah, I know.”

Steve opened the door and blinked in surprise. “Colonel Rhodes!”

“Jim,” Jim said tiredly. “Steve, please, for the love of God, we’ve lived next to each other for three years. We’re not even the same branches.”

“…I fear you,” Steve said after a moment.

Jim thought about that, then nodded to himself, instead choosing to loom over the blond (which worked even though Steve was six foot one and built like a tank. White people.). “Good.”

Steve’s eyes went wide as he took a step back.

“I’m being deployed.”

“Oh,” Steve said. “You want us to keep an eye on your house.”

“No,” Jim said, and then tilted his head. “Well, yes. My friend’s house-sitting for me, but if you guys could keep an eye on him, make sure there’s not any shady characters around, that’d be great. He’s going through a divorce and his ex is fucking insane.”

Steve frowned, concerned, but he nodded. “Yeah, okay.”

Jim pulled out his phone to show him the lock screen, which was an adorable picture of Tony and Peter beaming at the camera with yogurt on their faces. “If you see anyone but this guy holding this baby, I want you to call the police. And if some of their bones get broken while you wait for the cops that’s okay too.”

“A baby,” Steve whispered, appalled that this was something they needed to be warned about. “You’ve got it, Colonel.”

Jim nodded, pleased, then frowned. “Oh wait. Okay there are two terrifying redheads that get to hold Peter too. But you’ll know them because they will look at you and you will feel your manhood wither and die.”

“I have a friend like that so I understand,” Steve told him seriously.

“…That explains so much about you, Steve,” Jim said, reluctantly amused.

“I’ll be gone for a year,” Jim said.

Tony nodded, bouncing Peter lightly in his arms. “Okay.”

“I’ll Skype as often as I’m able.”


Jim paused in front of the car that would be taking him to the airport, giving his friend and godson one last, fond look. “I told the neighbors to be on the lookout for any creepers. If they see anyone suspicious, they’re gonna call my landline to warn you before they call the police.”

Tony’s breath hitched. “You really thought of everything, didn’t you?”

“When Stone dies, I’m going to piss on his grave,” Jim informed him, then leaned in to press kisses to Peter’s cheeks. “Mwah mwah mwah mwah!”

“Nooo Unca Rhodeeeeyyyyy!” Peter squealed, laughing. “No kissies, Unca Rhodey!”

“Aw, sugar pea,” Jim cooed. “But I’m leaving for a whole year! I gotta get my kisses in now!”

“Boo,” Peter said, scowling.

Tony snorted. “Aw, honey, he’s leaving for a really long time. Give him a kiss goodbye.”

Jim beamed as Peter grabbed his cheeks in his chubby little hands and leaned in to press a delicate kiss to his left eyebrow. “Thanks, honey lamb.”

“I missed,” Peter said, pressing another kiss to Jim’s forehead. Then he leaned back and waved, nearly slapping him in the face. “Buh-bye, Unca Rhodey!”

“You need to send me so many pictures,” Jim told Tony seriously.

Tony laughed. “Of course!”

“Lotsa pichers!” Peter agreed.

Jim smiled and tweaked one of his cheeks. “Thanks, honey.” He looked up at Tony, tilting his head across the street. “The guys across the street are army. They’re paranoid around the fourth but otherwise good guys. I’ve got them looking out for you.”

Tony squinted at him thoughtfully. “One of them is the guy that’s super terrified of you, right?”

“Of course he’s terrified of me,” Jim scoffed. “Which means he’ll keep an extra careful eye on you because I asked.”

Why is he terrified of you?”

“Probably because I’m a colonel. Anyway I’ve gotta head out. Bye, Peter Rabbit,” Jim cooed, pressing one last kiss to his head, then reached out to grip Tony’s shoulder. “Take care of yourself. Call Pepper if you run into trouble.”

Tony nodded. “Okay. Take care, Rhodey. Come back in one piece.”

“Always,” Jim said, before he ducked into the car.

Tony walked out into the street so Peter could continue to wave, shouting ‘buh-bye Unca Rhodey!’ over and over. He glanced over at the house across the street. A blond man turned from watching Jim’s cab and paused on him, lifting his hand in an awkward wave.

Tony waved back shyly before adjusting his grip on his son. “Come on, Peter Pepper. Time to get lunch.”

“Macaroni!” Peter cheered, throwing his arms up.

Tony pressed his nose to Peter’s hair, taking a shaky breath. Ty was the biggest asshole in the world, but at least he had Peter.

Being Best Friends with the Marauders Would Include:

❋ You and the boys meet on the train to Hogwarts.
❋ James and Sirius are instantly charmed by your quick wit and snarky personality.
❋ Sirius is especially in awe when you show to be unfazed by his shameless flirting. You find it more amusing than flustering.
❋ “Blimey, that’s a first…”
    “Oh, I’m sure.”
❋ The five of you are sorted into Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart.
❋ “I always knew I was a lion.”
    “And here I was convinced you were a snake.”
❋ You find yourself to have a special bond with Remus. You enjoy times spent studying in the library or reading in the common-room.
❋ James and Sirius are convinced the two of you fancy each other. Though you won’t admit it, the two aren’t so wrong in their assumptions.
❋ “Look at ickle Y/N/N and Remmy-Poo, the geekiest couple of Hogwarts!”
    “Don’t make me tell Lily you sleep with the lights on, Potter.”
    “That is an outright lie!
❋ While James and Sirius have apparent reasons to be cross with Snape, you decide not to take part in their pranks and abuse against him. Like Lily, you find it immature and stay out of the way alongside Remus and Peter.
❋ “Don’t you think you’re being a little Slytherin-esque?”
    “Now, that’s just an insult.”
❋ When you discover Remus’s “furry little problem,” you decide that just telling him that he’s not a monster won’t be enough to reassure him.
❋ When the two of you are alone in one of the many studying nooks of Hogwarts, you lean forward and kiss him on the lips.
❋ Remus is rendered dumbfounded, as he never expected someone like you to want him romantically.
❋ “But I’m a monster, Y/N–”
    “Not to me, Remus. You’re my prince charming.
❋ James and Sirius can’t say they’re surprised when it comes out that the two of you are involved.
❋ “That’ll be ten galleons, mate.”
    “You two bet on us?!”
    “Had to just some excuse for money to purchase sweets.”
❋ While James, Sirius, and Peter are permitted (with much reluctance) to become animagi in an attempt to make full moons easier on Remus, he downright refuses to accept your help.
❋ “Remus, you need all the help you can get!”
    “I could never forgive myself if something happened to you, Y/N! I love you, for Merlin’s bloody sake!”
❋ It hurts to grant Remus’s wish, especially since you know just how horrible and sickly he feels after every full moon, but you know that you’re fighting a losing battle.
❋ You are one of the masterminds behind the Marauders’ Map, and though they urge you to give yourself credit by having your name printed on the map, you don’t want to.
❋ “Don’t you want to leave a legacy at Hogwarts, Y/N?!”
    “I just don’t want to be put into the same group as a bunch of insolent twats.”
    “Oh, how you woe my seriously black heart, love.”
❋ When Sirius runs away from home, you’re the first person he runs to.
❋ “I just wish I had a family.”
    “We’re your family, Sirius. Those arseholes don’t deserve you.”
❋ When it comes down to your final year, you make it a personal mission to get James and Lily together. This especially becomes apparent when you find out that Lily and James are Head Boy and Head Girl.
❋ Sirius and Remus decide to help. While Remus does it out of the goodness of his heart and the love he has for you and his brothers, Sirius just wants James to stop being such a lovesick pansy.
❋ “Won’t he still be a lovesick pansy after we get them together?”
    “…I’m still working on that.”
❋ While you manage to subtly work James into a more mature state of mind, you simultaneously start to chatter on about James’s greatness to Lily. This brings the two to stop the things that both irritate and hurt the other, respectively.
❋ When the two finally get together, you take full responsibility.
❋ “All me, mates. That was all me.“
❋ When the five of you, with Lily a sixth, newly-acquired Marauder, graduate, you refuse to let yourselves forget the others and to fall apart. And that’s what makes all of you family.

Originally posted by wizardnem

Tony: I promised I’d never let anything happen to him.
Bucky: Hmm. That’s a funny thing to promise.
Tony: What?
Bucky: Well, you can’t never let anything happen to him. Then nothing would ever happen to him. Not much fun for little Peter.