tessa thompson, tom hiddleston, taika waititi, adam driver, danai gurira, drew barrymore, zoe kravitz, paul rudd, and kate mckinnon, please and thanks.https://townofbayview.tumblr.com
When he’s not fighting crime as Spider-Man, he’s holed up in any one of the labs at the tower that were once Tony’s.
He is constantly tweaking or making new Avenger’s gear as well as inventing new products for Stark Industries such as a ultra fast healing ointment and a super strong, durable rope made of the same substance that his Web Fluid is made of.
He’s on the short list for a Nobel Prize
He has already made enough money to move Aunt May out of that crappy apartment that they had lived in since he was little and into a much nicer, bigger apartment in the city.
He and MJ are still going strong. She works as the Chief Design Officer of Stark Industries.
Morgan, 15, visits him at the Tower regularly, however she doesn’t really have an interest in the science of Stark Industries. Instead she prefers the business aspects of running Stark Industries and would like to take over for her mother as CEO One day.
when you realize that like 75% of the people in Endgame had a better chance of surviving using the Infinity Stones than Tony did (considering he’s an un-augmented human with a weak/previously-injured heart).
tbh still confused at why they let Bruce do the snap over Thor (considering Thor survived being shot by a neutron star for over a minute)
“What do you mean you don’t know your Hogwarts house, Steve?” Natasha threw her keys on the counter, shrugged out of her coat, and hung it on the back of a chair.
“I don’t know what to tell ya, Nat. I just never say down and did it, I guess. I haven’t even read them yet.” Steve shook his damp hair, spraying droplets of water everywhere.
Natasha laughed and wiped the drops from her face. “It’s on your list, Steve. I can’t believe you haven’t read, or even watched them yet.” Natasha shook her head at him.
“I’ve been a bit busy, you know.” Steve smiled at her. “You were the one helping me with it. And you’re the one that chose to go to work instead of wrangling me into watching a marathon with you,” Steve teased her. “So who’s really to blame here?”
Natasha smiled and stuck her tongue out at him. “Do I have to do everything around here? Stay here.” And she ran to the elevator, pressing the button to her floor. The elevator rose floor by floor, until stopping at hers. She went straight towards her bookshelf and grabbed all seven of the books, stacked them up and placed them under her chin. She walked carefully to the elevator and found Steve sitting at the kitchen counter. She dropped the books in front of Steve’s face with a flourish, “Looks like you’ve got some homework, Soldier. Read’em all, then we’ll watch them together.” And she walked away grinning.
The next few days, every time Natasha saw Steve, his nose was in a book. He flew through the first two in a day. He didn’t put it down for long. He read while he ate, brushed his teeth. His eyes were glued to the pages, scanning left to right. Natasha watched his face as he read. She could tell when he got to a part of the book full of action, because his eyes would widen, and his neck would tense up. She liked to guess what part he was reading at that moment. She’d say, by the way his neck muscles tensed, his eyes looked confused, hurt, and ultimately angry.
“You okay there, Steve?” Natasha asked quietly with a smile on her face.
Steve plopped the book on his lap, leaving it open to save his spot. “His godfather, really?” His look of exasperation was almost comical.
“I don’t think I’ve ever so invested in something so trivial as a children’s book series, Steve.” Natasha tried, and failed, to keep a smile from forming on her lips.
“This isn’t just a children’s book series, and you know it, Nat.” Steve turned the page and glanced her way. “I’m not even half way through this, and I can tell what this series mean to people. Including you.”
Days went by, every few days, Natasha would check in with Steve to see where he was in the series, ask him questions, and answer some that he had, with no spoilers, obviously. One morning over breakfast, Steve turned to her and asked, “Is butterbeer a real thing?”
Natasha grinned at him, almost giddily. “I’ve done it.”
“Done what?” Steve asked.
“I’ve turned you to the nerdy side.” Natasha was practically bouncing up and down.
Steve couldn’t help but smile at her giddiness. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen your like this, Natasha.”
“Well, you should enjoy it. It doesn’t happen often.” Her smile was still in place. “Since you’re asking about butterbeer, I think it’s time.”
“Time for what?” Steve asked warily.
“Time for you to be Sorted. I’ll make some butterbeer to celebrate.
She got up and grabbed her laptop from the side table. She typed in a website and turned it towards him. She flourished her hands and presented him with the official Sorting quiz. Steve took a look at the screen. “I’ll leave you to it.”
She came back a few minutes later with a couple of steaming mugs of butterbeer. She passed one off to Steve and drank from the other. Steve took a swig, and immediately let out a satisfied “Mmmm”. He downed the butterbeer a few moments later. “That’s…mmm… so good.”
A few minutes passed. “Alright, it’s done. I’m in…Slytherin.”
“Ha! I knew it. You’re a total Slytherin. You may act like a Hufflepuff on the outside, but deep down, you’re a Slytherin.” Natasha placed her hands behind her head and leaned back.
“How do you figure?” Steve smiled at her.
“Oh come on, you lied to get in the army, you defied direct orders to save others.” Natasha said matter-of-factly. “You’re very resourceful, cunning, you’re the leader of the Avengers. Only a Slytherin could fulfill that role effectively. And you do.”
“Alright, you pegged me as a Slytherin. So what does that make you?” Steve turned to her, eyebrow raised.
“What house do you think I am, Steve?” Natasha challenged.
Steve’s eyebrows knitted together, his eyes darting from her face, to the ceiling, back to her face. “Well, honestly, I feel like you could be in any of them. You’re obviously brilliant, and cunning, brave, loyal to those you deem worthy of that trust, and despite the facade you put on for your line of work, you’re one of the kindest, most hardworking person I’ve ever met. With that said, I wouldn’t be surprised if you were an undercover Hufflepuff.” Steve concluded.
Natasha smiled at him, taking a sip from her drink. She swished the liquid warmth around her mouth before swallowing. “You’re right. I am a Hufflepuff.” She placed her mug back on the table and leaned back. “You’re more perceptive than most, Steve. People usually assume I’m a Slytherin.”
“Well maybe I belong in Ravenclaw, then.” Steve smirked at her.
“That’s the most Slytherin thing anyone has ever said.” Natasha laughed.
“So do Hufflepuffs and Slytherins get along?” Steve inquired.
“I’d say they do.” Natasha lifted her mug in the air, and Steve clinked his mug against hers. They downed their butterbeers together.
“Another round?” Steve stood up and offered to take her mug.
“Absolutely.” Natasha handed to him, and felt a warmth spread through her body. And it didn’t have anything to do with the butterbeer
Ratings/Warnings: T (foul language, references to sex)
Chapter 2: The Windup
The wind whistled in your ears as you fell, fell, fell from the rapidly disappearing quinjet. The STRIKE team’s voices faded entirely, leaving you with nothing but the sound of the grinding engine as the flaming body of the plane soared further and further away. An accountant. Why hadn’t you become an accountant? Your aunt had asked you time and time again. You were good with numbers, and at least then you wouldn’t have died in such a mortifying fashion: falling unprepared out of the back of a jet, with coffee stains down your front and your hair a mass of tangles. In the end, nothing about your life had been glamorous, least of all yourself.
Funny that a company as big as Disney can be on top of the world one year then come toppling down the next. Wouldn’t be surprised if this ended up being to us what the fall of Rome was for the ancient world.
TSB October Discord Party Round Robin Fic - DarthBloodOrange (DepressingGreenie), SomeSortofItalianRoast, justanotherpipedream, rebelmeg - Marvel Cinematic Universe [Archive of Our Own]https://archiveofourown.org/works/27184439
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Hawkeye (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Tony Stark, Lucky (Hawkeye), Kate Bishop, Clint Barton, Dummy (Iron Man movies), You (Iron Man movies) Additional Tags: Animal Transformation, Corgi Tony, Lucky the pizza dog - Freeform, Magic, Tony’s Bots - Freeform Summary:
Tony has been turned into a dog, and he is going to straight-up murder whoever made him a corgi.
Title: TSB October Discord Party Round Robin Fic Collaborators and Card Numbers: rebelmeg 4034, Politzania 4007, EachPeachPearPlum 4003, summerpipedream 4045, Ducky 4013, Magica 4019, SomeSortofItalianRoast 4036, DarthBloodOrange 4010 Squares Filled: rebelmeg 4034, A4 - huddling for warmth Poliz 4007, A5 - Dog Park Peach 4003, S1 - premonitions Summer 4045, A5 - Clint Barton/Hawkeye Ducky, R5 - Fortune Telling Magica 4019, T2 - Fortitude SomeSortofItalianRoast 4036, S2 - Magic DarthBloodOrange 4010, T4 - Robots Ship: none Rating: Teen Major Tags: animal transformation, magic/witchcraft, Kate is a hero, Clint is a disaster human being Summary: Tony has been turned into a dog, and he is going to straight-up murder whoever made him a corgi. Word Count: 2634
I enjoyed it. The only thing that threw me off was lee pace’s character. Mainly bc i feel like his personality? Portrayel? did a 180 compared to what he was like in gotg?
A/N: HAHAHAHA We’re getting closer to the fun things.
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The Republic Cruiser Lightbringer.
(M/N) and Sheyo had joined their masters in the defense of the systems around Alderaan. As expected, the empire took the glassing of Alderaan as an opportunity to strike hard and fast against the surrounding systems. After a week of nonstop combat it seemed that things were finally stabilizing as the Empire was being pushed back from the Alderaan system.
Luckily, Alderaan, while being heavily devastated, was not as destroyed as they thought. Large portions of the planet were still habitable and there were still survivors. Still even with the planet remaining intact and with survivors, the casualty count was in the millions. The base that (M/N) and Sheyo had been in was completely obliterated, along with house Organa’s palace. Now that the fighting over the planet had finished, the rebuilding process was able to begin.
(M/N) was standing at the window in his room looking over the ravage planet. The devastation was large, but the sight of so many ships in orbit ready to help filled him with hope. No matter what this war would bring, hope would survive as long as everyone worked together. As he observed his comms went off, checking he saw it was coming from his father. This wasn’t a normal call though, it was a distress call.
(M/N) couldn’t answer the call since it was only putting out a beacon. He quickly called his mom who came in no time. “(M/N) what is it?” He didn’t waste any time in showing her the beacon. “It’s from my old communicator. It’s from dad. He’s in trouble. We have to help.” Janai sighed and rubbed her face. “I’m sorry (M/N). I know you want to help your dad but we can’t. If the council finds out we left they’d come after us, I’ll protect you know matter what. I’m sorry but we’re not going.” She didn’t say anything else as she left the room. “Well I am.” He muttered under his breath.
Grabbing his things he went to find Sheyo. “Looking for me?” He turned to find his friend coming up to him. “Your mom said for me to keep an eye on you. Where are we off to?” He smiled at her before pulling her along. The two made it to the hangar and found the shuttle they had arrived on. “Alright. We’re going to have to be quick to get out of here. We’re going to get in a lot of trouble…you sure you want to come?” Sheyo nodded. “Yep. If someone’s in trouble, we’re supposed to help. Plus you’re my best friend, we’re gonna get in trouble together.”
