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ashsblurbs · 2 years

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Kids

"Well, that didn't end the way I expected, but at least nobody important died."

"Tony!" Steve looked at his husband with concern. The whole Avengers team was out fighting some Ultron goons for a week straight. Steve could understand his love remark.

The whole team was tired and ready to go home to see their respective kids. Tony and Steve with a ten year old and a four year old. Thor and Bruce with an eleven year old and twin nine year olds. Then there was Natasha and Bucky's brood of four running around. They had a ten year old themselves plus an eight year old, six year old and one on the way.

"Doll, I know you wish you could be here but you are six months pregnant. How's the other three? I hope they are behaving or their папа will get them when I get home." Bucky warned over the screen knowing that Kat was most likely hiding behind the couch.

"James, they've been great. Alex has really helped a lot with dinner. He always wants to hand me ingredients." Natasha laughed.

"Oof." Natasha winced, rubbing her stomach where the baby kicked. "I think someone is missing their папа."

"I'm missing them two. Hey, I got to go, the quinjet is here. Я люблю вас." Bucky hung up to run over to his teammates. He would do anything to get home.

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"No, Brooklyn, you can't have ice cream for dinner. Put Happy on the phone now." Tony demanded.

Tony and Steve's daughter was only four but she was a master manipulator. She knew how to play the system unlike their son James. James was older and smarter beyond his years. He never asked for much or begged for things. The phase stopped once Brooklyn was born. Instead Steve was the one that often knew what James needed. It drove Tony crazy.

"Do you hear this? Ice cream for dinner." Tony asked Steve.

Steve grunted a reply as he had fallen asleep against the seat of the quinjet. Tony waved him away and turn his attention back to the screen to find Happy covered in makeup and one of Brooklyn's wigs.

"What's up boss?

"You make a very pretty woman, Happy. Thinking about doing drag."

Happy didn't reply but did roll his eyes at his friend.

"Had to entertain Brooks here somehow."

"Were you going to give my children ice cream for dinner?"

"No! Pizza should be here in ten minutes. Trust me I don't need them on a sugar high. Even though James kinda stayed in his room the whole time." Happy said.

Tony nodded knowing this was going to be true. James was such a serious kid. He got that from Steve.

"Brooklyn, be good and tell your brother we said hi. Should be home right before bed."

"Okay, daddy. Luv you."

Then the screen went black on the commuter leaving Tony alone with two sleeping super soldiers.

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"Father, I'm bored here on Asgard. I like Midgard better. At least at home we have tv." Arne whined.

" Well son, what are Theo and Freya doing. Go play with them." Bruce suggested.

"They're doing some dumb science thing in the library. I hate science."

Arne was nothing like Thor expect for his good looks and athletic talent but other than that he had no love for Asgard. He wanted nothing to do with the traditions or history. He much rather be out throwing a football with James and Ivan.

He also was nothing like Bruce with the way he despised all things academic. He was almost their lone wolf child.

Unlike their twins who were all about the world of science and stuck together. They loved their brother Arne but they had nothing in common with him.

"Well, my boy, we will be there in just a few minutes after we wrap up some paperwork. Then we will be on the bifrost in no time to collect you younglings and bring you home." Thor chimed in.

Arne rolled his eyes, hanging up.

"Why does he hate my home planet so much? That's where his ancestral roots are from." Thor asked his husband.

Bruce shrugged and leaned against Thor. Thor wrapped his arm around Bruce's shoulders pulling him in tight.

"Thor, Arne doesn't hate Asgard. He just doesn't have the same connection you or even I have to it . Arne was born in Asgard yes but he has lived eleven years of his life on Earth. His friends are here and interests are here. He's just an Earth kid."

Thor understood. He just wishes Arne could see just how cool and Magical Asgard was. Maybe one day he might even have the chance to be its king. Arne Thorson on the throne of Asgard would make Thor very proud.

"Heimdal, home."

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Bucky slowly tipped toed into the house not to wake his kids nor his pregnant wife. It didn't work since he was greeted at the door by his kids and wife.

"Nana!" They shouted as they looped their arms around his legs, almost making him fall.

"Shouldn't you guys be in bed?" Buck question. He looked up at Natasha cradling her bump. The bump they never thought in a million years would be there. Three and they were done, they told themselves.

Their three were in the perfect age range of each other and Ivan being six, they were content. Until one day Nat walked out of the bathroom with a positive test. They were speechless. Then they were really excited to have a new baby. The kids were too when they told them.

"We wanted to stay up and wait for you papa. Can you tuck us in?" Kat pleaded. Kat looked at him with her puppy eyes and Buck knew he couldn't say no.

Kat grabbed hold of his metal arm with excitement dragging him down the hall.

"How was your business trip? Alex asked.

That was what the mission was to their kids. Bucky and Natasha agreed that their kids would never know about the Avengers or their past until they were older for their safety.

"It was good, kid. Very tired some."

Bucky tucked in Ivan first kissing him goodnight. Then he walked to the other side of the room to say goodnight to Alex.

Kat walked into her own room which she would have to share once the new baby came.

"Good night sweetheart. Я люблю вас."

Bucky walked back into the living room to sit next to Nat. He laid his hand on her belly to feel their child moving around.

"Very active tonight. Probably won't be getting much sleep tonight." Natasha said.

Buck kissed Natasha, pushing her hair out of her face.

"Yeah me neither. I'm too wired."

Natasha kissed him again hard. Her fingers found the hem of his shirt working it up so she could feel his hard abs.

Buck followed, grabbing the back of her hair.

"Agent Romanoff, we have an important delivery to dispose of in room three." Buck teased

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"I just find it odd that Ultron would want to attack Canada of all places. Why not Los Angeles or even Britain but Canada." Tony was rattling off as they walked up the front porch of their quiet home.

Steve nodded along. He was way too tired to deal with Ultron's motives. All that matters was the Ultron was defeated again and they were home safe for their babies.

Steve opened the door quickly to find everyone was in bed. Happy was passed out on the couch with I love Lucy reruns on the TV.

Steve and Tony walked a little farther in to check on their darlings. Steve cracked open Brooklyn's room to find she was cuddling up with her spiderman build a bear.

Steve and Tony looked at each other in awe. Then they went across the hall to open the door to find James laying face down in his pillow. How on Earth that kid could breathe was a mystery to them?

The two men walked farther down the hall to their room. Steve stripped off all of his clothes and jumped into the bed. He knew he needed a shower but he was too tired to.

Tony jumped next to him laying his head onto his chest. They were both beat and need to recharge. A day in bed tomorrow sounded like a great idea. Maybe they could get Happy to babysit for a few more hours.

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"Finally, we can go home." Arne exclaimed. Thor and Bruce stared at their eager child as he tried to step into the none existed bifrost.

Theo and Fraya looked down at their feet not wanting to leave yet since they were close to inventing the cure for the common cold.

"Hey, we can come back next week." Bruce told the twins.

"But dad we are so close." Freya whined.

"Hey, next week. We can't come sooner with your brother having football practice and you two having science prep for college."

Arne stood off to the side begging for the bi frost to appear. Thor walked over, placing his hand on his first born's shoulder.

"My boy, the fruit of my loins. Why don't you like the great Asgard anymore?" Thor questioned.

Arne shrugged his father's hand off his shoulder taking a step back from Thor. Thor's face had sadness written all over it.

Arne has been Thor's buddy ever since he was little. The two ran around the yard and played scenes from great Asgard battles. The only way Arne would fall asleep was through stories of Thor's childhood with his brother Loki.

After Thor began to hint at royal duties and becoming king one day. Arne withdrew from Thor. Really anyone except for Kat, James, and Ivan. He no longer wanted to hear stories or reenact battles. Arne wasn't Thor's little boy anymore.

"Because it isn't so great." Arne remarked. Before Thor could say another word. The bifrost appeared to signal them for home.

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"I'm so over my father wanting me to be king. I'm eleven. I don't care which fork goes on the left." Arne exclaimed.

James nodded, listening to his friend about his life. James understood. His pops wanted to start training for him to become Captain America. James didn't mind the training part but being the next Captain America was a little too much for him.

"I get it. Next Captain America here. I just really want to be a doctor like your dad. I guess I could do both. I don't know. "

Arne sat down next to James and grabbed the other controller. The Barnes kids had it so easy, Arne thought. They were blissfully ignorant about everything while the others laid awake late at night when their parents were out saving the world.

"Do you ever wish we could just run away from here, you,me,and Kat? Like running somewhere warm like the beach." Arne asked.

James pondered the question as he crossed the finish line in Mario Kart.

"Not really but it would be nice to live without fear or superhero life pressing on us every corner. It would be nice to just be a kid." James admitted.

All of their parents tried their best to give them the childhoods they didn't but that wasn't always possible when you were an avenger. The kids were still shown the world of villains and superheroing up close. Still received the pressures of being the avengers kids.

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The mission was supposed to be routine until Red Skull, crossbones, Doctor Doom, and some chitauri as well. It was like a hell was breaking loose.

Captain America and the Winter Solider worked on taking out the hydra goons and Red Skull. Falcon went after Crossbones.

Thor and Ironman took down the Chitauri while Hawkeye and the Hulk tried to take down Doctor Doom.

Everything was going according to plan. Then everything stopped. It felt like the world was going in slow motion.

Hawkeye pulled back his bow aimed to take down a goon or two when the shit was released.

"Hawkeye!" Captain America yelled.

Everyone turned to see the moment where the bullet from Crossbones gun shot right through Hawkeye's chest. He dropped his bow to the ground and then his body fallen with a this.

Shield agents ran in handcuffing the villains while the rest of the team ran over to Hawkeye's rescue. Hulk shrunk down to Banner where went to look for a pause. Everyone waited for answer. Bruce shook his head no. Their teammate and friend was gone.

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The plane ride back to the compound was quite. No one spoke. They couldn't process what just happened. Clint Barton was gone.

"What am I going to tell Nat? How am I going to tell Nat?" Bucky exclamed.

"You just have to tell her and then you have to hold her as long as she needs you to and then you hold on longer. " Sam said.

Bucky opened the door to found his very pregnant wife engrossed in making dinner. Bucky gave Natasha a tight hug not wanting to let go. He knew this could happened her, it almost did by his own gun when he was being controlled by Hydra.

Natasha rubbed a hand up and down his back. She was curious by the sudden affection.

"Hey, are you okay."

"I have something to tell you and you should come sit down before I do."

Natasha gave Bucky a perplexed look but went and sat on the couch.

"Okay, what do you need to tell me."

"Barton was killed during the mission by a gunshot wound."

Natasha stared at him not believing a word he was saying. How could Clint be gone? The man that was the only that believed in her. Her best friend.

Tears began to roll down her face. Natasha fell into Bucky's embrace. He held his crying wife all night long.

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"Do you think we did the right thing exposing our children to our lives? Steve asked as he sat down on the couch across from Tony's bench.

Tony spun around in his chair pulling his goggles up on his head.

"The thing is sweetheart we couldn't hide this life from them if we tried. Not to brag but we are the most recognizable superheroes in the world and we were never about secret identities. Unlike Natasha and Bucky."

Tony walked over sitting on Steve's lap. He pushed back Steve's slightly long hair. Steve closed his eyes, leaning his head on Tony's shoulder.

"But James and Brooklyn love this life. Playing in the Avenger's compound and going to Asgard with their Uncle Thor and Uncle Bruce. They just think it's our job." Tony continued.

Steve sighed against Tony's chest with an agreement. Steve lifted up his head searching his husband's eyes.

"I think I might retire." Steve exclaimed.

Tony gave him a curious look but didn't say anything. Tony could have hinted at Steve's desire to hang up the shield and walk away. He saw the desire when Brooklyn was born.

"After what happened to Clint. Him dying on a mission and leaving his three kids. I just don't want that to happen to me. I never want to leave my family." Steve exclaimed.

"Okay." Was all Tony said.

"Okay, no argument. No but the team needs Captain America."

Tony shook his head no.

"Because this decision is about Steve Rogers. If you are ready to hang it up and be a family guy then I'm here to support you besides Sam would be a great Captain America."

Steve agreed. Steve pulled Tony farther onto his lap placing a kiss on his lips.

"Thank you for understanding."

Tony snaked his hands under Steve's shirt to feel his strong back muscles tense at each touch. Steve grabbed hold of Tony's ass checks hard grinding up wards. Both kissing hard.

Steve pulled back a little bit to catch his breath. "Not that I wouldn't love to enjoy all of this but we gotta make it quick. I gotta pick up Brooklyn from dance and James from Thorsons."

Tony gave him a come get me grin. "Oh I can still blow your mind with a quick."

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Katrina stood in the fair back with her brothers and uncles as her mother and father walked to the front of the funeral home.

Kat couldn't turn away unlike her brother I am who clung to their Uncle Steve for protection. She was curious.

Mom and dad said Uncle Clint had been in a very bad car accident couple days ago. That he had died at the hospital with Aunt Laura by his side.

Kat found that sweet to find someone who loved you so much to be by your side for your last breath. Kat knew she wanted that.

Kat continued watching her parents every move. Her mom came in front of the casket and fell to her knees when she say him. Her father knelt down beside her wrapping his arms tightly around her as she clinged to her round belly.

Kat never seen this side of her mom. Her mom was always tough and strong. She was not afraid or no one. She never cried for any reason. She was the woman Kat wanted to grow to be like but it was nice to see the vulnerable side of her too.

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The main Avenger team was on a sabbatical after Barton's death. They all needed a minute to regroup and mourn.

They stepped away for six months. In that time the newest Barnes was born. Birthdays and holidays were celebrated. Tony was able to with the help of Natasha and Laura Barton resurrect a statue in the memory of Clint at Avengers compound.

Everyone was there expect for the Barnes kids. They all stood to give a speech for their final goodbyes to Clint Barton.

#stony #superhusbands #stevetony #superfamily #winterwidow #thorbruce #thunderscience #ash's blurbs #avenger kids au

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gelu-the-babosa-multiversal · 1 month

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Cody would hate Samson... I just know he would.

¨You call yourself a hero but you still want to destroy Hulk like he was some diocese just because he can not be controlled?¨

¨You don't understand kid... he is a mosnter¨

¨HE IS LIVING BEEN¨

While in the background the rest of the Burns family and the Bots wonder how crazy Cody must be to pick a fight with a guy with super strength... Cody of course being the little stubborn griffin that he is, ends up giving Samson an existential crisis XD

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monster-cock69 · 2 years

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mob au where omega peter was one of the best assassins but retired to have birth, take care of kids, etc. then tony gets kidnapped and Peter kills dozens while getting him back. then the rest of tony's inner circle is like "oh yeah i forgot he could do that" and just utterly baffled

#starker #mob au #omegaverse #omega peter #assassin peter #alpha tony #mob boss tony #peter parker #tony stark #avengers #marvel #spiderman #iron man #prompt #someone please write this #and the one newbie that got stuck with the kids #because 'mrs stark is going on an errand'#when they come back he's elbow deep in diapers #and crying with the babies

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rosieshipper · 10 months

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YALL

I just watched Nimona and if I ever needed a perfect reference for how Rose’s powers work in my marvel canon, I would use Nimona because her shapeshifting powers are just like Rose’s

(Although she doesn’t become completely purple when using her powers although her eye color always stays the same when shapeshifting)

Tags: @astralshipper @arickaandherfictionalothers @shibasparklez @wolfofthedead

#also definitely not thinking about making a nimona au with Rose and Tony #with Tony being charged with murder and this shapeshifting kid comes into his life and starts causing chaos #self shipping #self ship #selfshipping #self ship community #self insert #selfship community #f/o #marvel #mcu #marvel oc #mcu oc #avengers oc

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fauvester · 1 year

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i love ur garashir children so dearly and i am so so grateful that peepaw war crimes died in the dominion camp. Imagine.

PEEPAW WAR CRIMES AAAAA

God could you IMAGINE

I do love the idea of 'Tain survives, has to pull a Garak and pretend to be a harmless old man even though EVERYONE knows who he is and what he's done'. Like ohhhh building a secret fleet to annihilate the dominion? Couldn't be little old me. Smiling and menacing. Wardrobe unchanged. Garak and Bashir supremely uncomfortable.

But also, Young Elim finds out who he is and promptly turns around and punches him in the crotch so hard he gets a heart attack and dies instantly

#dee s 9 #garashir adoption au #WHATS THIS? ITS 8 YEAR OLD YOUNG ELIM WITH A STEEL CHAIR #READY TO TAKE REVENGE ON THE OLD GUARD OF CARDASSIA TO AVENGE HIS FAMILY!#bashir sadly has to restrain his son. on the inside hes like hol on let him cook #changes the garashir dynamic so much UUGHGHHHHHH garak still doing the desperate powerplay for recognition #....man kira and young elim would get along. family trip to ds9 one day #iskra would be such a hand at being grandpa's little girl. she'd be so ~happy~ to be his favorite and get all his attention #he'd teach her all about sneaking around and committing little crimes. train her up to be an operative one day :)#like tain would EVERRRR accept his BASTARD sons ADOPTED children as people he should care about lol. imagine..#the kids' job is to try to catch grandpa tain trying to Do A Crime and reporting it to their dads. they think its just sooooo fun #tain is like :) but on the inside like AND I WOULDVE GOTTEN AWAY WITH IT TOO IF IT WERENT FOR YOU MEDDLING TWITS #thank you for puttin love on my lizards.... 🥹

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lotusmonkey · 2 years

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imaginationintowords · 2 years

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Speak Now *Sequel to The Kids Will Be Alright*

Chapter 6

Single dad!Bucky, Single mom!Reader, Clark Kent x Reader; Hybrid Social Media AU

Summary: Bucky and Y/n are dealing with the aftermath of Y/n’s engagement to Clark. Everyone has mixed feelings about the engagement, seeing as it is too quick, but they’re all just trying to be supportive of her and Clark, that is everyone except Natasha. Natasha and Y/n are still not talking. Sam and Natasha are also having marriage issues, Sam not agreeing with the way Natasha handled everything, while Natasha wishes he’d just be on her side. Bucky is trying his hardest to push down his feelings for Y/n, but as time continues on he can’t help but feel sadness as he sees Clark and Y/n plan their wedding. He continues to suffer in silence, while Steve watches his best friend slowly deteriorate. Y/n is out of her mind stressed, debating whether to call this whole thing off, or just elope.

Warnings: just pure angst.

Word count: 2652

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[a/n: sorry again for the long awaited update!! had a busy past month! I finally graduated from college!!!! Been busy with different graduations/family events. While also job searching. And then I’m still working as a nanny, until I get a job in my career field. I know this is a short update, but I promise the next one will be longer, just felt insanely guilty for having you all wait so long.]

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Friday afternoon, Bucky headed out of the office for his lunch break. He had plans to meet with his lawyer.

He took a short cab ride to where he needed to go. He walked up the brownstone house steps, and rang the doorbell.

“Hey Buck,” Loki answers the door, with a burp cloth on his left shoulder, and a baby monitor in his right hand, “Come on in.”

Bucky follows Loki into the kitchen and takes a seat at the round table in the corner.

“So what did you want to talk about?” Loki asks, as he places a cup of tea in front of Bucky.

“Me, Daisy, and [Y/N],” Bucky says, putting some sugar in his tea.

“Okay. What about you three?” He says, taking a seat across from Bucky, placing the baby monitor on the table.

“I want to make our child custody agreement legal.”

“You do?” Loki is taken back by Bucky’s announcement. Especially since Bucky was coming to him about it.

“Yeah I do,” Bucky nods his head, taking a sip of his tea.

“What made you come to this decision, if I may ask.”

“[Y/N] hasn’t been the best lately when it comes to communication,” Bucky tells him, “Apparently Clark is moving in this week and she failed to mention it.”

“He is?” Loki asked, surprised by this brand new information.

“Yeah,” Bucky sighs, “Lately it just feels like she’s been more forgetful when it comes to us co-parenting.”

“And you’re afraid it’s going to get worse once she’s actually married?”

“Yes,” Bucky nods his head, “I just think this is something I need to do to protect myself as Daisy’s father. Especially when Daisy has expressed some concerns with our new situation.”

“She has?” Loki was shocked to hear that.

“Yeah, she’s mentioned being afraid about losing me and [Y/N] abandoning her,” Bucky tells him.

“That’s some heavy stuff for a four year-old to bring up,” he says, glancing at the baby monitor, where his newborn was seen sleeping in his crib.

“You’re telling me. It broke my heart having to see her so upset about it all.”

“Does [Y/N] know that Daisy feels this way?” Loki asks.

“No, and like I said communication hasn’t been our forte recently. I couldn’t even get a hold of her earlier this week when Daisy got sick.”

“And you’re coming to me to help you? As a lawyer?” Loki asked him, making sure he’s understanding what Bucky is coming to him with.

“Listen, I know what I’m coming to you with isn’t a simple ask. Especially with all of us being in the same friend group, and with you being on paternity leave. So I completely understand if you wouldn’t want to help me,” Bucky sincerely tells him, understanding that what he is asking of Loki is not a simple favor.

“Can I ask why you’re coming to me? Aside from me being one of the state’s best family lawyers,” Loki says.

“Because I know you’ll be unbiased. I know that you’ll only do what’s best for Daisy. No matter if it hurts me or [Y/N]. You won’t let your own feelings dictate what you think is best for Daisy,” Bucky explains.

“I’m assuming you just want mediation correct?”

“Yes,” Bucky nods his head, “If we can avoid having to go in front of a judge, then I’m all for it.”

“Listen, I’m not asking for full custody,” Bucky moves his cup of tea over and leans forward towards Loki, “I don’t want our current agreement to change. Just want it to be a little more official.”

“Okay, I can do that,” Loki nods his head, agreeing to everything Bucky is saying and asking him, “Just email me your already agreed upon arrangements, and anything else you’d like to add to it.”

“Okay, I will.”

“One last thing,” Loki says, taking a last sip of his tea before making eye contact with Bucky, “Do you want to tell [Y/N] or do you want me to email her, obviously through my work email.”

“Do you normally send the email?” Bucky asks him.

“Since we’re trying to avoid a custody battle, all we really need to do is draft up the agreement, schedule a mediation appointment. We can probably get someone else from the family law department to mediate, just so [Y/N] doesn't feel attacked,” Loki gets up from his seat, taking his and Bucky’s cup to his sink, before turning back towards Bucky, “Because at the end of the day I am your lawyer, and [Y/N] will for sure see it as just that. Especially with how defensive she’s been lately.”

“I’ll talk to her,” Bucky tells him.

“Okay. You got yourself a lawyer,” Loki extends his hand out, and Bucky takes it, shaking upon their agreement.

Loki walks Bucky back to the front door, baby monitor still in his hand.

“Oh one more thing,” Loki stops him as he’s beginning to walk out the front door, “You’re doing the right thing. No matter what anyone else says, you’re doing what any normal, caring parent would do. So please don’t let anything negative deter you from doing this.”

“Thank you,” Bucky smiles, feeling relieved that Loki understands where he is coming from.

“Let’s try and aim for Monday, Pietro has the day off, so I should have a couple of hours to sit with you and [Y/N],” Loki tells him.

“Okay, I’ll call her tonight and let her know.”

“Good luck,” Loki says before closing the door behind Bucky.

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Bucky gets home a little after five o’clock, his takeout dinner in his hand. He places all his things on the table before taking out his phone and dialing [Y/N]’s number.

“Hey Bucky, what’s up?” [Y/N] answers.

“Hey [Y/N], are you busy?”

“No, just making dinner. Did you want to talk to Daisy? She’s just coloring,” [Y/N] says, taking a glance at the kitchen door, where she can hear Clark and Daisy talking.

“No, I actually wanted to talk to you about Daisy,” he tells her.

“Okay. What about her?” [Y/N] asked, distracted by cooking dinner.

“I was thinking that we should get our child custody agreement legalized,” he says, wincing at his choice of words. He feels awkward and uncomfortable bringing this up.

Bucky knows he has to basically walk on eggshells when bringing this topic up with [Y/N]. He’s hoping she’ll understand where he is coming from, and be open minded about it.

“What do you mean ‘legalize’ it?” [Y/N] asked, “What’s wrong with our current agreement?”

“Nothing is wrong with our current agreement. I just think we should get it at least notarized, for protection. For the both of us.”

“Protection from what?” [Y/N] says, trying not to get defensive towards Bucky.

“Just anything. At least we’ll have it in writing,” he explains, “There’s a lot of new changes going on in our lives. It’s just a precautionary measure.”

“Sounds like you’re worried about me taking Daisy away from you,” [Y/N] says, she can’t help the snappiness coming from her tone.

“It’s a normal concern,” Bucky says.

“I would never do that to you,” [Y/N] tells him.

“I know you wouldn’t. I’ll just sleep better at night knowing that neither one of us can easily change the agreement, at least not without consulting each other. It’s just a precautionary measure,” Bucky tries explaining to her.

“Um okay, so I’ll just type it up and we can just go get it notarized,” she tells him.

“Oh, um actually my lawyer is drafting it,” Bucky awkwardly tells her.

“Your lawyer?” [Y/N] says her voice rising a bit. She immediately stops what she’s doing, completely taken back by the mention of Bucky having a lawyer.

“Yeah. My lawyer. He’s just drafting our agreement up. It’s just a draft. We’ll need to set up a mediation appointment, where we can talk it through, and make sure everything is the way we want it to be.”

“Why do you need a lawyer for this? This sounds like you’re trying to change our custody agreement?”

“[Y/N] we don’t have a legal custody agreement,” he tells her, “I’m not trying to change anything. I’m just trying to do this the right way.”

“The right way? Like suing me for custody?” She felt herself beginning to panic over the thought of losing Daisy.

Clark walks into the kitchen, after hearing [Y/N]’s distressed tone from the next room. He takes one final look at Daisy, before closing the kitchen door, so she doesn’t hear her mother upset.

“What’s wrong?” He mouths to her.

“I’m not suing you for custody,” he stresses to her, “This is just a mediation meeting to go over our agreement, then once we agree on it we’ll just get it notarized. Having a lawyer and a mediator is just a way to keep things unbiased.”

“Unbiased?” She scoffs, “By having your lawyer draft up our agreement. How exactly is that unbiased James?”

“It’s just a draft [Y/N]. You don’t have to sign it if you don’t like what it says,” he tells her.

“Like hell I’m not. For all I know you could be completely changing what we had previously agreed on.

“I’m not. It’s just a formality. This is just mediation. We go in and we talk it out together, and then only if we agree do we sign the paper. It isn’t a one-sided thing.”

“So i go to this meeting just for you and your lawyer to tell me all the way I’m a bad mother,” [Y/N] frustratingly says.

“That’s not what this is about,” Bucky strains, he feels like he’s talking to a wall with how [Y/N] isn’t bothered by actually listening to him.

“Then what James? All of a sudden you now have an issue with our agreement. It’s been working perfectly well.

“There’s something you’re not telling me, so tell me the truth,” [Y/N] calls him out.

Clark goes over to the stove and turns it off. Dinner can wait. He stays close by to make sure that [Y/N] is okay.

“I told you why. It’s for Daisy, to make sure neither one of us keeps her from the other. This isn’t an unusual thing [Y/N]. This is a very common thing.”

“Do you really think I’d keep Daisy from you? Do you really think I’d be that cruel?” [Y/N] felt a tightening in her throat.

[Y/N] can sort of handle her friends thinking she’s a bad mom, because they weren’t really in the know. Not like how she and Bucky are. She simply can’t handle Bucky thinking she’s a bad mom. Because if he thinks she’s a bad mom, then maybe she really is one.

“No, it’s just-“

“You do,” she gasps, cutting him off, “You do think I would do that to you.”

“I don’t know,” he raises his voice, “with you marrying Clark, who knows what’s going to happen in the future. I need something to protect my relationship with my daughter.”

“You’d really think I’d do that to you?” Her voice breaks, she’s trying to fight the constricting feeling in her throat, “After all these years, you’d think I’d be so cruel to keep her from you?”

“I don’t know [Y/N],” Bucky sighs, “But I gotta do this to protect myself. I’m sorry, but I don’t know what the future entails. All I know is, you and Clark are starting this new life together and I gotta do what I have to, to protect myself as Daisy’s father. I won’t be replaced.”

“Clark isn’t going to replace you,” she sniffs, “You’ll always be Daisy’s dad. We’ll always take your feelings slash wants into consideration.”

“That’s the thing,” he sighs, “I don’t want you to take my feelings into ‘consideration’, then if what I want or say isn’t to your liking, I don’t want you to overrule me. Because I have as much a say as you do.

Clark, as much as I like the dude, he doesn’t have a say. He’s your husband.”

“He’s going to be Daisy’s stepfather. Anything that happens in our lives, is going to affect her as well. And vice versa,” she says.

“What’s going on? What is he saying?” Clark whispers.

Bucky can hear him in the back. He rolls his eyes but chooses to ignore Clark.

[Y/N] puts the phone on speaker, but places her finger against her lips, signaling Clark to keep quiet.

“Listen, I know Clark is going to be her stepfather. But I’m her actual father. I have more of a right than he does.”

“He gets a say as well Bucky,” [Y/N] stresses.

“No he doesn’t,” Bucky stresses, trying his hardest not to completely snap on [Y/N], “his opinion regarding my daughter isn’t valid or wanted for me. Unless I asked for it, I don’t care for it. Daisy is our daughter. Clark is your fiancé. You can take his opinion into consideration but I don’t have to.”

“She’s going to be his daughter as well.”

“Until he’s put in the amount of work and effort I have, I don’t care.”

“Are you serious James?” She scoffs at him, in complete disbelief he would be acting this way.

“Very serious,” Bucky says, “he’s only been around for a few months. So once he has a couple of years under his belt, then that’s when I’ll take what he says seriously.”

“Wow James, that’s really progressive of you,” [Y/N] snides, “Daisy loves Clark.”

“Does she now? Have you even talked to her about everything?” Bucky snuggly asks. He knows he shouldn’t be saying this, but he’s completely over this conversation and the way [Y/N] has been treating him throughout it.

“Yes, she’s excited about it all,” [Y/N] tells him, “that’s what she said.”

“Was it just you and her? Or was Clark around when she said it?”

“He was there,” she says, glancing up to meet Clark’s eyes.

“You really think that sweet little girl is going to tell the truth and risk hurting his feelings?” Bucky harshly questions, “That’s not Daisy. Maybe you should actually talk to her alone, before you start speaking for her.”

Clark is trying his best not to get involved in the conversation, knowing that whatever he says isn’t going to be helpful. Yet he can’t help but feel personally attacked by what is being said on the other end of the phone. He also can’t help but get protective once he sees how visibly upset [Y/N] is getting.

[Y/N]’s mind starts racing a thousand miles per hour. Has she really been that obtuse to her daughter’s feelings? Has she been so caught up in her own little world that she has been completely blind to Daisy’s true feelings? Daisy would tell her if she didn’t like Clark, right? There’s been times where it’s just been them two since the engagement, right?

Has there been a moment with just them two?

[Y/N] is racking her brain, over the course of the past few months. Trying to find a week without Clark. But she can’t find it. Not since them getting engaged, it hasn’t just been them two.

How could she be so selfish? How could she be such a bad mom.

Natasha was right.

[Y/N] starts crying, that’s when Clark decides it’s time to speak up.

“Bucky, this conversation isn’t going anywhere, and I won’t let you continue to make [Y/N] upset. Better to hold all of this for now.”

“Listen Clark, this is happening whether we go down the civil path or not,” Bucky tells him.

“Listen, don't threaten us,” Clark tenses.

“It’s not a threat, Clark,” Bucky hangs up the phone.

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Dick a lone hunter. Living on the skirt of town, all alone and isolated with only his two hounds as company. His relationship with his extended family is strained, especially after the death of that boy Bruce took in his place. The one who would look at him with worship in his eyes, like he had been searching for something all his life and had finally found it. His demise. His passing had broken them all. Dick didn't form that much of a relationship with him to began with. Too angry at Bruce and too involved in his work and life to care for one more stray Bruce plucked from the streets. But god it had left him wounded. And while the wound had closed it has yet to heal even now.

Dick spends a relatively simple life now. Long gone the glory he once bathed in with his team to a life of tending to cold hollow house with no one to wait for him in it.

Dick first met him after slipping from a cliff where he got himself injured. Something near fatal if he didn't get help as fast as possible. Apparently he separated far a way from his hounds way too far for them to find him in the right time. Not like the poor animals would be able to think of bringing in human help before setting in to find their master anyway.

As he was finishing that thought, He appeared right in front of him. From the snow like a soft blotch of blood with his red fur, a fox. It looked at him and he looked back at it in return. Tentatively inching to where he lay, Dick gripped the knife inside his pocket, ready for the worst, if it decided to attack for whatever reason. But just a few inches from him the fox looked into his eyes. This close Dick can see them now a beautiful haunting teal colour, something he hadn't seen on any other creature before, almost otherworldly. And in it's gaze Dick found something familiar, he doesn't know how, but it feels like this fox recognised him. And Dick in turn recognised him too.

He went away after that, leaving him all back alone. Dick contemplated his departure, somehow feeling lighter of his impeding end. After some time, that couldn't be even an hour long if his estimations were right, Dick heard the sound of dogs and people. He screamed his lunges out for them, with as much strength he musterd after much blood loss. Harsh haltings and the sound of shuffling through the snow, Dick looked up in time to see some of the town's hunters with their own hounds and his, coming his way.

"Richard! Thanks the Deity we found you"

"How?" He managed weakly.

"Your hounds came back to town following a fox! Our own joined them and we followed them to get them back to home, because for some reason they weren't listening to orders.", "and we also worried of your dog, as we know of how well trained they are and how they would not dare leave your side... we worried something happened to you"

Dick didn't really pay much attention past the "Fox" he looked around willing to catch him again and he did. It looked at him from far away. Kept on looking for sometime and then trotted away.

Dick thanked the fox and he thanked the gods for sending him to Dick.

The second time Dick met him, was when he was nursing a heavy fever amidst a snow storm. Harsh knocking on his door had awaken him from restless slumber. He wondered what person out of their mind would be out and about at this time, or it simply could be someone seeking refuge at his shamble of a house. Either way Dick readied his hunting knife and riffle. He opened his door with a harsh gush of storm air entering his house blocking it from him, almost protectively, was a younger man. Dick's high fever faced with sudden cold made his mind all fuzzy and dizzy, because he recognised those eyes, and that face looked like it belonged to someone who never got the chance to grow into it. His illness took the better of him, Dick fell into a strong, warm, chest. Wide shoulders and powerful arms engulfed him, warmth seeping into his quivering body.

"Shush, I got you now"

Tears filled his eyes for some reason, from his illness, the cold or the unexpected surge of weird emotions, he doesn't know. He Couldn't have put his fingers on it even as his life quite literally depended on it. With this stranger at his doorstep, and him in such weakened state.

But Dick felt safe. This man would keep him safe.

Dick woke up. His hounds were laying by either side of him. He looked into his room to find doctor Thompkins in a chair by his side.

"Good morning Dick. How are you feeling? Last night must have been a hard one on you."

"I had a simple fever. What are you doing her Dr Thompkins ?"

"I am afraid it wasn't as simple as you'd like to believe.. if not for that young man taking care of you through it, you might have not gone through last night Dick.", "which, answering to your question, was the one to seek me after you had stabilised a bit. Quite the young man he was, to seek me and drag me through the storm to get to you"

Dick's braind was still fuzzy with the memory. He had thought it a hallucination and nothing more. No person should have had those eye. Especially not him.

"Where did he go" he said instead "I don't know. After he got me here he just left without a word, and you know me I don't ask unnecessary question and would rather spend the time and effort tending to my patient" a beat of silence "you don't know him either" a statement not needing a confirmation "you don't know who I know or might not know", "But I do Dick. Everyone dose know how isolated you are and it's a face I haven't seen around town before"

Dick didn't have anything to say to that. He only thought "Maybe it's an envoy from the deity, a guardian angel, if you Will" he declared. And even through the dizziness and fuzziness he felt, he could confirm. That the weight he felt propping him was very real and human.

"Don't be ridiculous, I never sought you as a religious person"

"Hmm" Dick allowed, signalling he wanted the conversation to end. which Leslie allowed easily.

As she finished with directing him to each medicine he was supposed to take, she made a promis to come check on him in the early evening then she left him to his cold empty house again.

Dick stroked his hounds thinking, yearning, was the fox only going to come to him in times of need? Did he only allow himself in Dick's life only when death was at his door steps waiting for him? Did Jason only come to ward the angels of death away from him, because he regarded Dick as something precious to him,but his anger for Dick's neglect and detachment of him made Jason punish Dick by never returning back to his life properly?

Dick left his hands to his eyes slowly. As the weight of his loneliness settled on his shoulders, the tears started to flood. He hoped his hands were enough to shield him from Jason's ever watching eyes, least he be watching now, and so he might blame Dick's pain on his own self.

#jaydick #i will edit for typos in thw mornings #so many typo and i have toothe ache pluse its like 11 in the evening which is like 4 in the morning for me #anyway inspiration came from my header #image #jason as fox spirit reincarnation or whatever you wnat it #i write with a split screen hence the unforgivable typos #good morning #made some edits if you see more no you don't #This is sort of a fantasy au i wanted to have dick as a witch of some sort who was taken by bruce #also from a family of magicians #jason died in a horrific circumstances and the way he was able to return back to life was thanks to talia but he had to makea contract with #a spirit or a demon for his soul to fully return to his unexplicably a live body #a fox spirit happened to take pity on him and so the contract was formed #much to talia's annoyance #because while she would have preferred a demon that would be more difficult for bruce to accept his son with #she also wanted jason to be safe too it's very conflicting for her she is not simple evil in this story #mind you i'd like to believe she has a kind of complex affection towards jason in any story #alright so jason refuse to go back to the waynes after he found that he since long been replaced by not one but three kids #jason hurt so much for it his and wanted nothing but to avenge himself #it was only by accident that he saw dick someday where every thing changed for him #dick looked terrible he also looked so sad gone that strong bright leader which hurt jason even more #he never blamed dick for not getting close to him #even before he got his own taste of the betrayal of being replaced with someone else #jason understood he took something from dick so he held no grudges toward him #but back then it one for jason and the whole world for dick #now though... now dick has nothing and no one #so instead of a grand vengeful plan jason decides he will put his effort into learning magic from talia and to take care of dick #tf i need to put this in another post #this tooth ache is destroying me people

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