Loki is the Catalyst of Marvel
*If he didn’t let the Frost Giants into Asgard to interrupt Thor’s coronation, Thor wouldn’t have come to Earth and met Selvig who then later helped Loki create the ‘space portal machine’ in the Avengers.
*If he didn’t try to destroy Jotunheim then he would never have fallen into the black hole, gotten the Space and Mind stone and got the Avengers to assemble and ‘deliver’ these Infinity Stones to them. He let himself get caught by the Avengers because he WANTED to LOSE!
*If he hadn’t of killed Coulson, we wouldn’t have Agents of SHIELD.
*If he hadn’t got the sceptre, Wanda wouldn’t have gotten her amplified powers nor would Vision or Ultron ever have existed. Thor & Tony wouldn’t have had their prophesying visions about what would likely happen in IW
*If he didn’t let Thanos kill him in Infinity War, Thor would have been snapped out of existence and Thanos would have succeeded in erasing half
of the universe
*In Thor The Dark World, he saved Jane in order to prevent the Aether (the Reality Stone) from disappearing into the void
*He accidentally got his mother killed & therefore banished Odin which caused to age faster which resulted in him dying and Hela to be released.
*He also called for Skurge to take them back to Asgard via the Bifrost but Hela caught the ride with them which resulted in he and Thor to be sent to Sakaar where Thor reunited with the Hulk and met Valkyrie and Ragnarok to be caused.
*If he didn’t take the Tesseract from Odin’s vault in Thor Ragnarok, Thanos wouldn’t have been able to find it therefore the snap either wouldn’t have happened or been delayed.
*If he didn’t use the Tesseract to escape in Endgame, we wouldn’t have the multiverse since he wouldn’t have become the ‘God of Stories’ or create the TVA.
*Sylvie Killing Kang at the end of ‘Loki S1’ made the next big villain for the Avengers to face in Kang Dynasty and Secret Wars.
*In ‘Loki S2,’ he has to save the multiverse from being destroyed.
*Loki has to recruit heroes from across the multiverse in order to eliminate the ‘Kang Threat.’
*He can manipulate and re write time now that he is the ‘God of Stories.’
He is a catalyst.
So there. Loki is indeed more important to the Marvel Universe than we all realised. 😌
Doctor Strange saw that the only way it would all work was if Tony sacrificed himself. He saw what Loki was doing behind the scenes. Loki recruited HIMSELF into the TVA after recruiting Mobius and other underdogs in order
to humble him. He even created Sylvie so that he could see from the outside what he had once been like and learn to ‘love himself.’ He has to tell her and his past self to not be selfish and power hungry (akin to Charles telling Logan to ‘guide his younger self’ in X-Men: Days of Future Past. He was ‘acting’ bad in the Avengers!! Loki admired Tony because of what he was doing. His purpose was to save the universe! 😭 He told Thor that the ‘Sun would shine on them again’ because he KNEW that they would reunite again eventually and told Thanos ‘You will never be a God.’ Because Loki was always that many steps ahead in the grand scheme of things. . He was guiding himself and everyone else the ENTIRE time!😌💚
Btw: Loki called Don ‘Mobius’ due to Tony discovering the ‘Mobius’ strip’ in Endgame. He always admired Tony’s ‘glorious purpose’ and that’s why he keeps referring to him in the ‘Loki’ series and Mobius knows ALL about Loki because HE, Loki as the ‘God of Stories’ MADE him that way!😉🧬
Loki’s Impact on the Marvel Universe So Far
He deliberately got caught by the Avengers so that the respective items got delivered and he WANTED to LOSE!
*If he didn’t let the Frost Giants into Asgard to interrupt Thor’s coronation, Thor wouldn’t have come to Earth and met Selvig who then later helped Loki create the ‘space portal machine’ in the Avengers.
*If he didn’t try to destroy Jotunheim then he would never have fallen into the black hole, gotten the Space and Mind stone and got the Avengers to assemble and ‘deliver’ these Infinity Stones to them. He let himself get caught by the Avengers because he WANTED to LOSE!
*If he hadn’t of killed Coulson, we wouldn’t have Agents of SHIELD.
*If he hadn’t got the sceptre, Wanda wouldn’t have gotten her amplified powers nor would Vision or Ultron ever have existed. Thor & Tony wouldn’t have had their prophesying visions about what would likely happen in IW..
*If he didn’t let Thanos kill him in Infinity War, Thor would have been snapped out of existence and Thanos would have succeeded in erasing half of the universe..
*In Thor The Dark World, he saved Jane in order to prevent the Aether (the Reality Stone) from disappearing into the void..
*He accidentally got his mother killed & therefore banished Odin which caused to age faster which resulted in him dying and Hela to be released.
*He also called for Skurge to take them back to Asgard via the Bifrost but Hela caught the ride with them which resulted in he and Thor to be sent to Sakaar where Thor reunited with the Hulk and met Valkyrie and Ragnarok to be caused.
*If he didn’t take the Tesseract from Odin’s vault in Thor Ragnarok, Thanos wouldn’t have been able to find it therefore the snap either wouldn’t have happened or been delayed.
*If he didn’t use the Tesseract to escape in Endgame, we wouldn’t have the multiverse since he wouldn’t have become the ‘God of Stories’ or create the TVA.
*Sylvie Killing Kang at the end of ‘Loki S1’ made the next big villain for the Avengers to face in Kang Dynasty and Secret Wars.
*In ‘Loki S2,’ he has to save the multiverse from being destroyed.
*Loki has to recruit heroes from across the multiverse in order to eliminate the ‘Kang Threat.’
*He can manipulate and re write time now that he is the ‘God of Stories.’
He is a catalyst.
Doctor Strange saw that the only way it would all work was if Tony sacrificed himself. He saw what Loki was doing behind the scenes. Loki recruited HIMSELF into the TVA after recruiting Mobius and other underdogs in order
to humble him. He even created Sylvie so that he could see from the outside what he had once been like and learn to ‘love himself.’ He has to tell her and his past self to not be selfish and power hungry (akin to Charles telling Logan to ‘guide his younger self’ in X-Men: Days of Future Past. He was ‘acting’ bad in the Avengers!! Loki admired Tony because of what he was doing. His purpose was to save the universe! 😭 He told Thor that the ‘Sun would shine on them again’ because he KNEW that they would reunite again eventually and told Thanos ‘You will never be a God.’ Because Loki was always that many steps ahead in the grand scheme of things. He was guiding himself and everyone else the ENTIRE time!😌💚
Btw: Loki called Don ‘Mobius’ due to Tony discovering the ‘Mobius’ strip’ in Endgame. He always admired Tony’s ‘glorious purpose’ and that’s why he keeps referring to him in the ‘Loki’ series and Mobius knows ALL about Loki because HE, Loki MADE him that way!😉🧬
He actually planned to get killed by Thanos in order to save Thor from being snapped and he knew that he would come back one way or another. He said these things for a reason! “I assure you brother, the sun will shine on us again” and “You’ll never be a God!”
Despite Frigga saying: ‘You’re so perceptive about everyone but yourself,’ the older, wiser Loki knows himself well enough in order to change the other, younger version of himself. He knows EVERYTHING about the Avengers members in the first Avengers movie for a REASON! 😉
So there. Loki is indeed more important to the Marvel Universe than we all realised. 😌💚
Thor, Hulk and Loki about the ‘Sun.’ God of Stories Loki made it so that the phrase the ‘sun is going down’ to calm the Hulk down and subdue him and the ‘sun shining on him and Thor again’ was to inspire hope and energy.
The Time Stone is green because of Loki. Did he create it? Did he some how get it to Sanctum Sanctorum?
Did Loki make Heimdall send Bruce to the Sanctum in Infinity War since Loki had been there before (in Ragnarok?) Is that why Bruce mentions ‘Loki’ to Tony, Stephen and Wong informing and warning them about Thanos?
He created the World Tree Yggdrasil and quite literally erased, reset and rebooted the MCU! 🤯
Loki is the ‘World Serpent’ Jörmungandr
It really was ‘Loki All Along.’ 😉
*UPDATED*
106 notes
·
View notes
Going Under Ch. 31
summary: Gianna moves on with her life, Nat and Wanda stage an intervention.
characters: Bucky Barnes x OC
soundtrack: Never Tear Us Apart - INXS
warnings: fluff, pop star fantasy x love story, set in an AU where the Avengers reunite after Civil War, pre-infinity war, slight angst, hurt/comfort, lonely reader/OC.
author’s note: so sorry for my slower posting schedule, I've been so so busy with work that I'm pressed for time but I really wanted to get a chapter out for Valentine's Day! we're getting somewhere good, guys! thank you for reading and reviewing, ilysm!
chapter list/links - xo
_________________________________________________
Bucky
“Five minutes to landing, Captain.”
“Thanks, FRIDAY.” Steve’s face was riddled with concern as he buckled the chinstrap of his helmet. “You sure you’re up for this, Buck?”
The only sound was the hum of the Quinjet’s engine as Bucky seemed frozen in his seat. As they’d begun their ascent a little over an hour ago, his phone had pinged with a notification that would derail the entire morning.
‘E News Exclusive: Gianna Cruz and Sebastian Stan Get Cozy Before Valentine’s Day’
The team had gotten word of the circulating paparazzi photos and decided no good would come from Bucky seeing them. That consensus didn’t extend to the SHIELD agent who decided to forward it to him this morning, right before their departure for a mission. Fortunately, it was strictly intelligence and recon, something both Steve and Bucky could do in their sleep. That didn’t mean it was pleasant for Steve to fly in silence for an hour, his friend’s turmoil almost palpable in the seat beside him.
“Beginning descent now.”
Bucky braced his hands on his knees and stood, snapping out of his stupor. “I’m fine.” He rolled his neck and reached for the weapons holstered to his legs, doing a silent count.
“You sure? If you’d rather hang at the jet and keep watch, it won’t take -”
“Steve.” Bucky met his eyes. “I said I’m fine.”
The Quinjet touched down in a thick, overgrown forest. As the ramp began to extend with a hiss, Bucky took one last look at his phone. The image wounded him more than any weapon had in battle. The photo, clearly taken from across the street, showed Gianna looking happier than ever. Her latte, which he could still smell as clearly as if it were in front of him, sat half drunk on the table, lipstick print on the side. She was laughing, really laughing. He could tell by the way her eyes crinkled on the outside. This wasn’t for show. It wasn’t one of the laughs she’d perfected for evening show interviews and fan meetings. This was real.
Across from her sat the man responsible for making her laugh. Dark hair peeked from below his baseball hat, slightly shorter than Bucky’s, but not far behind. His hand was wrapped around a coffee cup with no lid, the other hand gesturing as he told the story that was so evidently hilarious. The man rumored to be playing none other than Bucky himself in the movie about his life. The one he’d signed off on years ago after encouragement from Steve and Tony, guaranteeing him he’d have a say in how the movie portrayed him. He could be as involved as he wanted to be. They reminded him it would help his reputation following the pardons, and help public opinion swing his way. Plus, the paycheck wasn’t bad either.
Now, years after signing those damn documents, he wanted nothing to do with the damn thing. Not if he had to sit and watch someone who was supposed to portray him live out life with the one person he wished he’d never let go. Fuck the movie. Fuck the actor. Fuck the agent who sent him these photos in the first place.
Admittedly, he knew he would have seen them anyway. His feeds were still full of Gianna from the days he’d spent reading fan posts and theories about the two of them together. The days when he was in the photos going viral. Now, he wasn’t doing much to change it, considering he still paused to stare every time her name or photo appeared on his screen.
The thing that really got him about this photo wasn’t the fact that she looked so happy and so carefree while he felt like a shell of himself. It wasn’t the fact that another man sat across from her, either. Both of those things felt like a kick to the gut, but they weren’t the worst part.
The worst part was that he knew that coffee shop.
This was one she refused to go to unless she wanted to be seen, be photographed. It was a paparazzi hotspot. She knowingly avoided it for that reason. The fact that she was there, with that man, was no accident. She wanted to be seen.
She wanted him to see.
Gianna
Three Days Prior
Gianna’s stomach hurt from laughing so hard.
“Hey, thank you again for meeting me.” Sebastian’s eyes were genuine, kind. “I really do appreciate it.”
She smiled, cheeks sore from doing so much of it over the past half hour they’d sat at this table. Her favorite shop these days, quiet and private. The few sips that remained in her coffee had gone cold, but she didn’t care. It was a beautiful day in the city and she’d forgotten about her pain, her loneliness, for just a little while.
“Of course. I appreciate you asking me.”
“Yeah, well…I wasn’t sure what you’d say.” His eyes were sheepish. “I know things aren’t, well, I don’t know. I’ve heard things aren’t the best right now, but --”
“It’s okay.” She cut him off with a gentle smile. “Things aren’t, well…they aren’t right now. At all. But no matter how I feel or how it ended, his story deserves to be told the right way. I respect you for wanting to do that.”
Sebastian sighed in relief. “Thank you. Seriously. My agent keeps reaching out to Pepper, but she said ‘Sergeant Barnes has no desire to be involved in the project at this time.’ I have a feeling she gave me the watered down version of what he actually said.”
Gianna laughed. “Yeah, that’s probably true.” She shifted in her chair. “I’m not overly familiar with the uh…process. What do you need from me?”
“Not much, hopefully, I don’t want to take up too much of your time. I just want to get it right, get him right.” He leaned onto his elbows. “The story, of course, but also him as a person. His mannerisms, his voice, his mind. I want to understand him.”
“Yeah, get in line.” Gianna murmured before catching herself. “I can help.”
“Perfect.” He grinned, looking enough like Bucky that her heart jolted. “Of course, I have a whole team of people to help me look more like him physically. That’ll take some time. He’s not a small guy.” Sebastian mimed growing his biceps.
“No,” Gianna laughed. “He isn’t. I’m sure a Super Soldier workout program is out there somewhere.”
“I’ll leave that to the professionals.” He waved a hand. “They just tell me what to do and I do it. For now, can we meet again? I don’t know how long you’ll be in the city, but I’d love to meet a few times a week until I feel like I’ve got it right.”
“I’ll be here for a while. We’re still figuring out tour dates and everything, so I’m in the city for the foreseeable future.”
“Great. How’s Friday? Coffee, again? My treat, of course.”
“Friday is great.” She smiled. “But let's meet somewhere else this time. Do you have a problem with meeting more…publicly?”
He grinned again, raising his empty cup. “Not at all. All press is good press when you’re making a movie.”
Gianna gave a wry smile, raising her cup to his. “Then let’s make headlines.”
Bucky
Wanda stormed into the training room, followed closely by Natasha. Bucky was deep into a sparring session with a punching bag, sweat glistening on his forehead. The recon mission had been easy, getting them back relatively early in the day. He decided to skip dinner and let off some steam instead, the image from earlier still burned into his mind.
"Bucky Barnes!" Wanda's voice cut through the thuds of Bucky's punches, echoing through the empty room.
He paused, looking at them with a mix of annoyance and curiosity. "What?"
Natasha crossed her arms. "We're tired of your brooding. Enough is enough. We're having an intervention."
Bucky raised an eyebrow. "An intervention?"
Wanda nodded. "Yes. You're coming with us."
Before Bucky could protest, they each took one of his arms and practically dragged him out of the training room.
The common room was suspiciously empty.
“Where is everyone?” Bucky raised an eyebrow.
“They flew into the city for a basketball game. They’ll be back tomorrow. Steve didn’t mention it?” Natasha gave a coy smile.
“No. He didn’t.”
She grinned. “Good.” Natasha pointed to his bedroom. "Go shower, put on something comfy. We're having a girls' night."
“A what?”
“Just go.” She gave a light shove towards his door.
Bucky scoffed but complied. When he returned in sweats, the atmosphere had changed. The living room was warm, inviting. In the dining room, Wanda and Natasha were setting up what appeared to be a cozy dinner. Candles were lit, and a bottle of wine was breathing on the table. The smell of marinara wafted through the air.
Wanda poured wine as Natasha motioned for Bucky to sit. "Okay, Barnes. Time to spill."
He eyed them warily. "Spill what?"
Wanda leaned back, sipping her wine. "How you feel. About Gianna, about everything. We're not leaving until you talk."
Bucky sighed, running a hand through his damp hair. "What's there to say?"
Natasha leaned forward, spinning pasta on her fork. "Start with the truth. Do you still love her?"
Bucky hesitated but finally nodded. "Yeah, I do. But that's not important."
Wanda shook her head. "That's a start. At least you don’t deny it. Why do you say it isn’t important?"
Bucky's eyes dropped to the table. "I'm not good for her."
“From where we’re standing, you seemed pretty damn good to us. She didn’t exactly seem…unsatisfied.” Nat sipped her wine.
Bucky glared at her.
“Okay, sex jokes aside. That girl was happy. Why the hell do you think you weren’t good for her?”
“Because, Nat, I’m the fucking Winter Soldier.” His fist hit the table, rattling the wine glasses. Neither woman flinched. “She’s young, beautiful, smart, she has everything going for her. Everything. The whole world is in love with her. She could have anything, anyone she wants. She should have a family, a life, everything. She’s too amazing, too good for someone like me. I can’t stand the thought that I’m holding her back from something better. From someone better. I have all this shit that I’ve done, blood on my hands, I still get nightmares…I don’t want her to have to live with all that.” His voice broke ever so slightly at the end.
Natasha leaned in, her voice soft and kind. "Bucky, she knew what she was getting into when she fell for you. And she didn't care. She still doesn't."
He looked down at his hands. "But I can't give her a normal life. She deserves more than this."
Wanda spoke softly, "Maybe she thinks a life with you is better than any normal life. You've got to trust her to make that decision. Plus, it’s not like she can just walk down the street either. Did you forget the reason you met her in the first place?"
Bucky ran his fingers through his hair again, frustration evident. "What if she regrets it? What if she wakes up one day and realizes she wasted her time with me and I’m not worth it?"
Natasha leaned in, placing a hand on his arm. "Bucky, you are worth it. You've changed. You've got to believe that. Stop seeing yourself as this monster that they tried to make you. See yourself how we do."
He looked up at her. “What do you mean?”
Nat glanced at Wanda, who reached out her hand. “May I?”
Bucky nodded slowly, taking her hand.
Instantly, his mind was full of light and color. Scenes flashed before him, one after another.
Him in combat, sniping someone who was about to take a lethal shot at Steve. Him throwing a football to Peter, who was beaming. Him high-fiving an agent who finally won their first sparring match after weeks of private sessions. Him lifting a beam off of a civilian in a fire, rescuing them when they realized it would take too long for the fire department to get the jaws of life up that high. Him with his arm around Wanda on the couch on the anniversary of her parents’ death, holding her while she cried. Him catching Natasha inches before her head hit the concrete after being thrown in battle. Him watching Lord of the Rings with Peter and arguing over whether the book was better than the movie. Countless scenes of him laughing with Steve. Glimpses of the agents’ faces as he spoke, all full of awe and admiration.
Then there was Gianna. Memories of her face, looking at Bucky, eyes full of love. Bits of conversation with Wanda where she gushed about him. Her face when she woke up in the hospital bed after the bombing, immediately asking where he was. Memory after memory of the two of them together, from the perspective of various team members. The two of them dancing on the dock, disgustingly in love. Them laughing, holding hands, dancing in the kitchen in front of the coffee pot. The way she looked at him like he hung the moon. The way he looked at her like she was the sun.
Bucky couldn’t deny the difference between the man in these memories and the man he saw in the mirror. His face was bright, warm, joyful. Now, dark circles hung below his eyes and he just looked…colorless. Like he felt inside.
With a gentle squeeze of his hand, Wanda let go. His mind was quiet, devoid of all the memories. He was back at the table with two of his best friends looking at him with hope and concern. His friends who thought he was worth all of this trouble for. His friends who he loved so dearly.
“How did you…?”
“I asked.” Wanda smiled. “I asked if I could see all of the good memories of you. Everyone had more than enough. The hardest part was sorting through them all.”
He stared at the table for a moment, dumbfounded.
Nat nudged him with her elbow. “Just remember, Buck, if you’re thinking those things about yourself, you’re saying we’re all wrong. When was the last time we were all wrong?” She winked at Wanda. “Especially us.”
Bucky grinned despite himself.
“Eat!” Wanda chastised, gesturing to his plate with her fork. “It’s not as good when it’s cold.”
The conversation continued as they ate, thankfully shifting away from Bucky’s emotions for the time being. For the first time since he watched Gianna walk out the door, he felt a sliver of hope.
As the night progressed, the atmosphere lightened even further. Wanda insisted on watching a romantic comedy, stating that it was a staple of a girls’ night. They even had pints of ice cream reserved for the occasion. Bucky feigned interest, but his mind was elsewhere, lost in thoughts of Gianna and the memories he’d been shown.
Natasha nudged him as they sat on the couch, the screen illuminating their faces. "You okay?"
Bucky sighed, a small smile playing on his lips. "Yeah. Just thinking about her."
“Good.” Nat grinned. “I’m not gonna tell you what to do, but you better do something. The next intervention won’t be so cushy.”
The movie played on, but Bucky's mind was miles away, contemplating the possibility of winning back the woman he loved.
Gianna
The vibrant atmosphere of Madison Square Garden buzzed around Gianna as she sat courtside at the Knicks game. The cheers of the crowd, the bass of the music, and the energetic spirit of the close game created a palpable buzz in the air.
Gianna, dressed in jeans and a corset top, found herself featured on the Jumbotron. The crowd erupted in cheers as she waved and blew a playful kiss. Beside her, Madison Beer, shared the moment with a grin. They’d been in talks about recording a song together and decided to take a girls’ night to celebrate.
As the halftime began, Gianna caught wind of a commotion in the row behind her. Turning, she saw Peter animatedly trying to persuade her security to let him through, insisting that they were friends. However, the stern expressions on the security team indicated their skepticism as they refused.
With an amused smile, Gianna stood and walked over. "It's alright, guys. He's a friend."
The security team eyed Peter warily as she beckoned him closer. "I told you I know her! Spider-Man and Gigi, pals!"
Gianna chuckled, giving Peter a friendly hug. "It's been too long, Pete. What are you doing in the city?”
“Nat kicked us out for the night.” He ran a hand through his tousled hair.
“Us?” Gianna’s heart pounded.
“Oh, uh, Steve, Sam, and Mr. Stark.” He gestured up towards the suites. Looking up, Gianna saw three friendly faces smiling and waving from the Stark Enterprises box. She grinned and waved back.
Peter paled as he glanced over Gianna’s shoulder, where Madison had joined them.
Gianna laughed, "Oh, I’m so sorry. Peter, meet Madison Beer. Madison, this is Peter Parker."
Peter's eyes widened, and he stammered out a greeting, utterly starstruck.
Madison laughed, "Nice to meet you, Peter. Gianna's told me a lot about you. Friendly neighborhood Spider-Man and all."
Peter's eyes widened even further. "Really? Wow, now I really owe you one.” He elbowed Gianna.
Madison grinned, amused by Peter's awe. "Are you here on vigilante business?”
Peter, still in a state of disbelief, managed to laugh. "Uh, not this time. More of a guys’ night.” He gestured back to the box.
“Oh my God, is Tony Stark here?” Madison squealed, suddenly starstruck herself.
“Yes, actually, he sent me down to ask if you, uh, wanted to join us…” Peter rubbed the back of his neck. “I know you have great seats, I mean courtside, that’s tough to beat, but we’ve got the bartender and the food and -”
“Can we?” Madison whirled to face Gianna.
“It’s just you four?” Gianna said under her breath to Peter, expression cautious.
“Just us.” He nodded, understanding who exactly she was asking about.
Gianna swallowed in relief and linked her arm with Madison. “Shall we?”
The trio made their way to the Stark Enterprises box, where Tony, Steve, and Sam were eagerly waiting. As Gianna approached, Steve stood up, grinning.
"Gianna! It's been too long," Steve said, enveloping her in a warm hug.
Tony added, "And who's this? Supermodel, actress…?"
“Singer.” Gianna chuckled, "Tony, Steve, Sam, meet Madison Beer. Madison, meet the guys.”
The atmosphere in the private box crackled with excitement as the game resumed after halftime. Gianna, Madison, and Peter, flanked by Tony, Steve, and Sam, were fully immersed in the exhilarating game, standing at the edge of the box.
"Come on, guys! We need a miracle play!" Tony shouted, his eyes glued to the action.
Madison joined in, "Come on, my jump shot looks better than that!"
Peter grinned, "I'd pay to see that."
As the game intensified, Tony couldn't resist pushing the excitement to another level. He gestured to the suite’s bartender, who poured shots for everyone. "A little liquid luck for our team!"
Gianna laughed, taking a shot glass from the tray and raising it in the air. "To the Knicks!"
The group echoed her and the shots went down smoothly. As the glasses were dropped back on the tray, the Knicks scored a crucial basket, sending the group into a collective uproar.
Tony, always one for mischief, looked at Madison. "You know, I heard if you blow a kiss to the team, it brings good luck."
Madison playfully rolled her eyes but obliged, blowing an exaggerated kiss toward the court. The team scored again, and the crowd erupted into cheers.
"Madison, you're our secret weapon!" Sam teased, throwing an arm around her as she jumped up and down.
The alcohol running through everyone’s veins only amplified the excitement. The group became rowdier as the drinks flowed and the game reached its climax. Even Steve, usually the more reserved of the bunch, found himself caught up in the infectious energy, despite not being affected by the alcohol. Gianna had been taking it slower, finding that when she came home after a night of drinking, it all turned to sadness even more intense than when she was sober. So tonight, besides the shot, she was still sipping on her first cocktail.
Gianna leaned over to where he sat, resonating with the other relatively sober person on the. "You having fun, Cap?"
Steve grinned and raised the bottle in his hand, "Beer, basketball, and great company. What’s not to love?" Before Gianna could continue the conversation, the crowd erupted into thunderous cheering as the Knicks finished with a win. The group erupted into cheers and high-fives, Tony going around and kissing everyone on the head.
“Alright, Happy’s bringing the car around. It’s time to celebrate.”
Steve glanced at his watch warily. "Tony, it's late. We've got an early flight back tomorrow."
Tony waved off the concern. "Last time I checked, whoever owns the plane decides the flight time. Looks like our flight just got delayed!"
Madison tossed her hair over her shoulder as she linked arms with Sam and Peter, trailing Tony out the door. Her laughter echoed into the hallway as she wagged her eyebrows at Gianna, clearly thrilled with how the night was unfolding.
“Sounds like we’re in for a long night.” Steve gave a resigned smile to Gianna.
Smiling, she downed the rest of her watery vodka cranberry.
“Then let’s make the best of it.”
Bucky
“You’ve gotta be kidding me.”
“What?” Bucky groaned, stirring on the coach. Wanda had fallen asleep sprawled across half the sectional, leaving Bucky to doze off in an awkward seated position. Only Nat had stayed awake through the second movie. Her reaction to whatever text she just got was enough to wake him back up.
Nat eyed him, but didn’t reply, turning her gaze back to her phone.
“Nat, what is it?” Bucky shifted to sit up straighter.
She paused, chewing her bottom lip. Seeming to realize it was pointless to resist showing Bucky, she flipped the phone around. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the bright, glowing screen, but he recognized the interface to be Twitter.
‘The Avengers party with Madison Beer and Gianna Cruz: Pop Stars spotted entering famed nightclub Flame following Knicks Victory.’
Bucky clenched his jaw as his eyes raked over the photo. Tony was winking at the camera, leading the group. Gianna and the brunette girl, Madison, each held one of Peter’s arms as they walked, Steve and Sam walking behind them and shielding their eyes from the flashes.
“How old is this?”
“Bucky…”
“Nat,” His tone had a warning in it. “How old is this photo?”
“It was posted fifteen minutes ago. According to Steve, they got to the club about forty five minutes ago and Tony doesn’t seem to want to call it a night.”
He rubbed his hand along his stubbled jawline, suddenly wide awake. “How quickly can we get to Manhattan?”
7 notes
·
View notes