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theblotsays · 1 year

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Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 Soda Vinyl Figures by Funko x Marvel Studios

Funko has announced an entire line of Guardians of the Galaxy Soda vinyl figures based on the upcoming Marvel Studios live action film! The Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 Soda Vinyl Figure Series will include Star-Lord, Rocket, Groot, Drax, Nebula, a Target exclusive Mantis, an Amazon exclusive Cosmo, and a Walmart exclusive Adam Warlock. Each Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 Soda Vinyl Figure by Funko stands 4.25” tall and comes packaged inside of a collectible soda can. Every figure also has a rare chase variant that will be randomly inserted in the blind box style soda can. Collectors can pre-order these new Marvel Studios figures now at Entertainment Earth for $14.99 each here. http://dlvr.it/SkdBjy

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thesightstoshowyou · 3 years

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May I request a part 3 to ribbon and lace?

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You got it, bby! Sorry this took me so long to update. I was really stuck for a bit with this one!

Wings

Asa Emory x AFAB Reader

Part 3

Read part 2 here

Summary: You’re attacked in your room and call for help.

Warnings: Heavy gore, blood, violence, manipulation

Your shrill scream pierces the silence of the room, disturbing the thing standing in the doorway. It’s a person, mostly, a man. His lower jaw has been cut in half and bent outward, a morbid imitation of pincers. His tongue hangs useless against his throat, dried blood and gore staining everything from his neck down. He’s naked and stumbling, eyes wide and wild.

He focuses on you shrieking in horror on the bed. An awful gurgle bubbles up from the hole that was his mouth. The man ambles forward, arms outstretched, reaching for you.

You scramble backward, nearly tumbling off the other side of the bed. The man gurgles again, spitting blood and drool from his useless mouth. You ease around the edge of the bed and try to dart around him but he surprises you with a sudden burst of speed.

He pins you to the wall with shocking strength. He’s trembling violently, his hands frigid. Looking in his eyes scares you more than the sight of his mangled face; pupil completely eclipses iris. There’s nothing behind them, no soul. He’s just a wild animal.

You scream and thrash as blood splatters onto your face and chest when the man leans over you. He tears at your lacy undergarments, groaning and choking on the gore pouring from his face. You don’t know what he’s doing; he needs help, but there’s nothing you can do for him. You can’t think, the blood rushing in your ears distracting from any logical train of thought. Only one thing comes to mind, one plan of action.

“ASA!” You scream as loud as you can, praying he’s still in the building, praying he hears you. You shove against the man’s bare chest, your hands slipping in blood. He’s unmovable, tenacious, nothing but raw, animalistic power. “ASA!”

Movement out of the corner of your eye startles you. The man shrieks, spraying you with a fresh coating of blood when Asa shoves a knife between his ribs. You’re released, stumbling away to cower in the corner as Asa sinks the blade into the man’s neck.

Arterial spray paints the wall when the blade is ripped free from flesh. The man slumps, mouth hole bubbling with a few more labored breaths. He tips over sideways and sprawls out on the floor with a heavy thud. He doesn’t move.

You stare at the body, vision narrowing to one of his hands. The nails are missing. How much pain he must have been in.

You’re moving, you realize belatedly. Slowly, your head swivels and you stare into the broad chest covered by a black sweater. Asa is carrying you. You blink slowly, focusing on his pristine shirt. He didn’t get a speck of blood on him….

Asa weaves quickly through the building, past traps, through a huge room full of glass display cases. You don’t focus too hard on what’s inside. You don’t get long to look anyway before you’re whisked through another door on the right side of the room.

A cool, smooth surface meets your bare thighs. You open your eyes, not realizing you had closed them. You’re in a little office, walls decorated with framed insects, papers stacked neatly on an antique, wooden desk. You’re perched on a counter, Asa busy at the sink next to you.

Warm, damp cloth scrubs against your skin. You glance down, watching as Asa dabs at the blood and gore staining the front of you. He wipes, flips the rag, wipes again, returns to the sink to rinse, repeat. You let him work and allow your eyes to go out of focus, your mind mercifully blank.

Movement in the corner makes you refocus. Two dogs, his German Shepherds, sit politely in the corner, side by side. You’ve seen them before, briefly, but still have yet to learn their names.

When Asa returns to the sink, you slip off the counter and approach the animals, slowly. Two tails wag when you reach them, two sets of ears flattening when you stroke the tops of their warm heads. It’s grounding, feeling their rough tongues licking the crimson from your hands.

The man…the dead one. Asa had done that to him, butchered his face and pumped him full of drugs until he forgot he was human. You should be feeling so many things; anger, grief, horror, disgust, but the only thing you’re feeling is guilt. Guilt for not feeling anything at all.

“You saved me,” you murmur, scratching one of the dogs behind its ears. The other waits patiently, scooting closer to you in an effort to remind you his ears need attention too. Asa says nothing, and when you glance up, he’s watching you, leaning against the sink, bloody rag in hand.

“I’m tired,” you say dully, tears welling up in your eyes. Asa sets the rag on the counter, turning and quickly striding from the room. The door closes with a quiet click behind him.

When he returns, you’re asleep against the wall, two warm dogs piled in your lap. Quietly, Asa seats himself at the desk, steepling his fingers and leaning back in the chair to watch the steady rise and fall of your bloody chest.

Things are progressing as they should. The death of the Mantis had been unfortunate, but necessary. He feels a tinge of regret; he’d been proud of how that one had turned out, but the important thing is you had reacted as you should. You’re reliant on him now, indebted, maybe even thankful.

Asa frowns, stroking his bottom lip with a thumb. Still, you puzzle him. Drugged, you’d told him to kiss you. He wonders at your motives, wonders why you would say such a thing. He can see the hate in your two-toned eyes when he looks at you.

The Collector turns in his chair, gaze falling on the contraption on the other side of the room. Delicate twin blades, designed to carve and strip flesh on two different areas of the body, one side a perfect mirror to the other. He’d been preparing it in your new room last night when he’d tied you up so beautifully. He would have used it on you, given you a lovely set of mismatched wings to complement your mismatched eyes.

That is what the Rohypnol had been for, of course. He didn’t want you squirming, ruining the finicky design. He didn’t need to drug you to tie you up. You, who are so perfectly submissive when you’re awake.

So perfect, and so infuriating. He’d second guessed himself. You had made him hesitate, a dangerous thing to do in this profession. Every move must be purposeful, every step controlled, but you’d made him weak.

He should kill you. He can’t afford to be weak, not now, not when everything goes so smoothly. Just slit your throat and be done with it.

Asa reaches for the knife in his pocket. A dog whines and you stir, head tipping in the opposite direction. Your eyes remain closed.

Unbidden, the memory of when he first saw you floats to the forefront of his mind. You’d been hurrying to class, half-zipped backpack bouncing against your back as you jogged. Asa had noticed your hair first; how angelic you’d looked framed by the early morning sun pouring through the leaves.

You’d stopped abruptly, bending low to examine something on the sidewalk. You extended your fingers, palm up, urging the caterpillar onto your hand before gently cradling it to your chest and hurrying to place it safely in a nearby tree. It was a curious thing to do when you were already late for class.

Asa had followed you, took note of what class you were attending, then searched for you on a coworker’s computer. Your student ID picture had stunned him for a moment. Heterochromia, one brown eye, one green. Immediately, he’d known you needed wings, moth wings to match the future wings of the caterpillar you’d saved.

But, once he’d gotten his hands on you, discovered how maddeningly irresistible you were…. Asa grits his teeth. He is not comfortable with being this unsure.

He sits back in the chair again. Stay the course. He’s put too much time and work into you to kill you now. He just needs one more thing from you before he can move you.

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Hello there! May I request a SFW ABC list for our lovely purple gremlin Weyoun? (I wont fuss if some nsfw finds its way in there, but I suspect not everyone can be so horny for that goblin)

Here you are! One soft gremlin Vorta! Under the cut because I went off lol.

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?) Well, seeing as Vorta don't have aesthetics, your personality, kindness and loyalty are what he really likes about you.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?) No matter how you view Vorta biology... No. No he does not, not because of any particular reason, he just doesn't see a reason or have a need for children. Plus I imagine it would freak him out considering Vorta are cloned. (He wants you all to himself).

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?) Help. He's everywhere. If he has a tail, he'll wrap it around whatever he can. He clings to you for dear life, he needs some part of him touching a part of you. If you don't want him climbing on you, don't lay down around him. Constantly invites himself to cuddle with you. He's so touch starved and loves cuddling, he's like a big dog that forgot they're not a puppy anymore.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?) He wants to explore everything! History museums, animal sanctuaries, oh wait until he finds out about dinosaurs, and reenactments, and festivals!

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)) Life. He feels like he didn't have one before he met you, just a tool to be used and disposed when it wasn't working right.

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?) Simply by being you, being kind to him, talking to him, simple things, but most of all when you can discuss the Dominion and the Founders without getting into an argument or putting down his beliefs. He's perfectly fine with agreeing to disagree, unlike most Vorta.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?) Weyoun is gentle in quite literally everything he does, he just has those hands, but when he's with you, it's obvious. He's so tentative and careful, you barely notice he has his hands on you sometimes.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?) All. The. Time. If you let him, he will. He holds your hand while you walk, when he's nervous, no matter what he's always reaching for you. If you don't want him to at the moment, he'll pout but he'll listen, though you may catch his hand occasionally wandering or opening and closing when he reminds himself you'd like some space.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?) Just another human angry at him after the war, blind to the mistreatment and the sort of pressure they're under when given orders.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?) Absolutely, but the quiet fuming kind. He'll sit patiently, staring down the offender, and will only step in if you look uncomfortable or it gets rough. Other than that, he observes silently watching your reactions and the others' too. How soon do you come back to him, how soon do you tell them to back off. He'll wait and see. It abates as soon as you're back with him, and nothing happened.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?) Weyoun, being the sly Vorta he is, kisses you first while you're flustered from him telling you he loves you.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?) He tells you, completely unashamed, that he loves you. While you're trying to find the words, he can see your response in your eyes, and kisses you.

M = Memory (What’s their favorite memory together?) All of them, literally. He has a fantastic memory and loves making in-jokes out of small things, barely noticeable to anyone else, he remembers the first time he saw you, met you, every step of the way to current day he remembers and thinks back very fondly. But what he holds onto is how it felt. Vorta being clones and all.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?) He's a collector himself, so if you've mentioned something you like or are a fan of, it's partially his interest and wanting to see you happy that compels him to buy things for you. Personally he's not a very materialistic person, just curious. He's an average spoiler, if you mention it, he'll make it happen, if you don't, your birthday and holidays are when he gets things for you.

O = Orange (What color reminds them of their other half?) Whatever color you're wearing that day, he suddenly sees it everywhere. If you're wearing anything orange, it's all that catches his eye, etc.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?) He doesn't really use pet names, he much prefers your name, it's more in the way he says it that translates his meaning. He's all about tone and mood. Give him a pet name however, especially if it's in Dominionese, and he absolutely melts. It sends a shiver up his spine, among other things.

Q = Quaint (What is their favorite non-modern thing?) I know I've been using everything as an answer frequently, but this time I really do mean, quite literally, anything. Anything that isn't being used on the station, or flat out not being used at all on earth, he is absolutely fascinated with, his eyes go big with wonder and curiosity, and he ponders over it all day long. If you actually manage to get something physical, he tears it apart and puts it back together until he can do it with his eyes closed.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?) It's very noisy, so staying inside, indefinitely. If it's just spitting you can coax him out, but if it's absolutely pouring, no way. He curls up under and undeterminable number of blankets, and thunderstorms are the worst. He hates it.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?) He's used to self-soothing, so when you comfort him it's foreign, he doesn't quite know how to open up. When you're upset, he tries the things you do for him; talking softly, distracting, asking what the issue is, offering food, and sometimes just sitting on the ground and cuddling and kissing all over your face.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?) Anything and everything, human, Vorta, Vulcan, Andorian, doesn't matter. It's mostly politics or culture, but honestly no topic is safe, but please tell him if he's talking too much or you'd like silence, once he gets going physical cues are useless.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?) Curling up in a dark, quiet room under tons of blankets, fiddling with whatever new thing he's found. Or, you know, curling up with you and reading a book.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?) His collection and knowledge! He's like a kid that lists off everything they know about their special interest, except his special interest is humans. Feedback and new knowledge are very much appreciated, and please acknowledge how much he knows. He loves it so much.

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?) He doesn't, simply because no matter how hard he tries, he still thinks there will be a replacement of him if anything happens. How can you say you're with him until death do you part if he never truly dies? Would you reject the next clone, with all the same memories? How would you cope? He can't hold you to that sort of thing. It's a technicality he can't see past.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?) Uhm... He doesn't really get music? He enjoys it and all, it's nice background ambiance, he likes classical because it's calming, but he can't really tell which song it is or who it's by, it's all so random to him. He doesn't know the name, but you do; his favorite is Le Carnaval Des Animaux, 13, Le Cygne by Camille Saint-Saëns.

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?) He doesn't think of getting married, but he does think of how you might react if he proposed. He's confident you'd say yes.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?) Anything in a terrarium. Geckos, snakes, bearded dragons, fish from Oscars, piranhas, to betas and angelfish, all properly cared for, as well as some larger insects and arachnids like praying mantis, atlas beetles, tarantulas, scorpions, you name it. Obviously properly taken care of to the letter, and not before consulting you. Don't be surprised if he shows up with a crested gecko just a week after he's gotten a leopard gecko.

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Stark Spangled Banner

Ch36: I Bid You Farewell And Good Luck, Morons. Part 1- It’s Like A Pirate Had A Baby With An Angel.

Intro: Thor wakes up on a strange ship, surrounded by even stranger people, a talking tree and a rabbit. Meanwhile, back on Earth, the fight to save Vision is won and the group make their way back to the compound to understand what exactly it is that they’re facing.

Warnings: Bad Language words.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark

A/N: So I HAD to write Thor and Tony’s POV over the IW chapters too, because, frankly, they had some of THE best scenes in Infinity War, and I love that freaking Norse God Himbo and chaotic Stark chemistry so bad! I know this is Katie and Steve’s fic, but Steve had so little screen time in this film all things considered…we were so robbed!!! Once again, I can’t thank @angrybirdcr enough for her edits, they’re awesome!

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Katie Stark and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

Chapter 35

Stark Spangled Banner Masterlist // Main Masterlist

Thor wasn’t dead. But he felt like it. Every inch of his body ached and when he was jerked back to consciousness for a moment, just one split moment, he thought he saw Little Stark. Only it wasn’t her. The woman had dark hair, yes, but as he focussed he realised she looked nothing like the woman he loved dearly as a sister. This wench had huge eyes and antenna dangling from her forehead. And, whilst he knew it had been a while since he had seen his friend, she wouldn’t have changed that much.

Finding his feet he looked around, chest heaving, at the band of people stood in front of him; a woman with green skin and red hair, a man with grey/blue skin covered in red designs, a tree creature- a Flora Colossus unless he was mistaken- which was off to the side draped over a chair, some kind of furry, animal thing- a rabbit maybe- and finally a man who appeared to be a normal, human being. That was until he opened his mouth and Thor realised he was probably the most stupid human being he had ever encountered.

His rescuers had offered him soup, and then when he had explained about Thanos, the green skinned lady called Gamora had told Thor what the Titan wanted the stones for. Which she knew, because she his daughter.

Thanos had a daughter. Interesting.

“Families can be tough,” Thor spoke wisely, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Before my father died, he told me that I had a half-sister that he imprisoned in Hell. Then she returned home, stabbed me in the eye so, I had to kill her.” He shrugged. “That’s life though isn’t it I guess? Round and round, but I feel your pain.”

The human, Peter Quill, pushed his way between Gamora and Thor, and looked at her “I feel your pain, as well, because, I mean it’s not a competition, but I’ve been through a lot. My father killed my mother, and then I had to kill my father. And that was hard. Probably even harder than having to kill a sister. Plus, I, came out with both of my eyes.”

Thor wasn’t paying attention. The man was clearly a moron, and he’d just noticed he had bent the spoon in the bowl of soup and was having a flashback to the time he had tried to bend the Captain’s shield. Little Stark had laughed so much at how annoyed he had gotten when he failed that she had cried. And then, to make it worse, a few days later the Captain had managed to move Mjolnir. Just a fraction, but it moved. No one had seen it, bar Little Stark of course, but there was something there, Thor was sure. Steve Rogers was a man worthy of a lot of things, but his hammer was complicated. You have to prove your worth. That had been explained to him by his Father the day he had given it to him. Of course, he hadn’t realised then that Eitri had actually made it for Hela first.

Eitri… Oh, yes!

“I need a hammer, not a spoon.” Thor mumbled, as the idea took hold and he looked at the pod at the back of the ship. “How do I open this thing?” He began pressing random buttons on the screen next to the door. “Is there some sort of a four-digit code? Maybe a birth date or something?”

"What are you doing?” the rabbit animal, Rocket asked.

“Taking your pod.” Thor replied nonchalantly.

And then there was an argument in which the moron Quill tried to imitate Thor’s deeper voice telling him he could not take the pod, but Thor was going to take the pod anyway because he was the God of Thunder after all, and then the lady Gamora cut them off quite rightly directing the focus back to Thanos by stating they needed to find out where he was going next.

But Thor had already thought of that. “Knowhere,” he answered as he brushed past Quill and over to the refrigerator he had seen Gamora get his soup from.

“He must be going somewhere.” Mantis argued innocently.

“No,” Quill shook his head and Thor noted his stupid voice was back to normal. “Knowhere? It’s a place. We’ve been there. It sucks. Excuse me, that’s our food.” He jabbed, suddenly noticing what Thor was doing.

“Not anymore.” Thor shrugged, stuffing it into a backpack he found.

“Thor!” Gamora cut across the pair of them again. “Why would he go to Knowhere?”

“Because for years, the Reality Stone has been safely stored there with a man called the Collector.” Thor stated.

“If it’s with the Collector, then it’s not safe.” Quill snorted. “Only an idiot would give that man a stone.”

“Or a genius.” Thor shrugged.

“How do you know he’s not going for one of the other stones?” Gamora asked.

“There’s six stones out there.” Thor began to explain, “Thanos already has the Power Stone because he stole it, last week, when he decimated Xandar.”

He didn’t missed the shocked and horrified look the group shared with one another.

“He stole the Space Stone from me, when he destroyed my ship and slaughtered half my people. The Time and Mind Stones, are safe on Earth. They’re with the Avengers.”

“The Avengers?” Quill asked.

“They’re Earth’s Mightiest Heroes.”

“Like Kevin Bacon?” Mantis called out.

“Errr he may be on the team now, I don’t know.” Thor shrugged, having no idea who the man named after a breakfast meat was. “I haven’t been there in a while. And as for the Soul Stone, well no one’s ever seen that. No one even knows where it is. Therefore, Thanos can’t get it. Therefore, he’s going to Knowhere. Hence, he’ll be getting the Reality Stone. You’re welcome.”

“Then we have to go to Knowhere, now.” Gamora stated, looking around.

“Wrong. Where we have to go is Nidavellir.” Thor picked up the backpack.

“That’s a made up word.” Drax, the blue man countered.

“All words are made up.” Thor smiled, slinging the backpack onto his back.

“Nidavellir is real?” The animal called Rocket’s eyes grew wide and he jumped up onto the table and looked at Thor. “Seriously? I mean, that place is a legend. They make the most powerful, horrific weapons to ever torment the Universe. I would very much like to go there, please.”

“The rabbit is correct.” Thor grinned at Rocket’s excitement. “And clearly the smartest among you. Only Eitri the Dwarf can make me the weapon I need.” He turned to the furry animal. “I assume you’re the captain, Sir?”

Rocket grinned and nodded, “You’re very perceptive.”

“You seem like a noble leader. Will you join me on my quest to Nidavellir?”

“Let me just ask the captain. Oh, wait a second, it’s me!” Rocket grinned. “Yeah, I’ll go.”

“Wonderful.” Thor beamed.

“Uh except that I’m the captain,” Quill chipped in

“Quiet!” Thor was now beyond bored of the moron.

“And that’s my backpack.” Quill continued pointing to the bag that Thor was stealing.

“Quill, sit down.” Rocket tapped at the pad and keying in the digits to open the pod.

“Look, this is my ship. And I’m not going to - wait, what kind of weapon are we talking about here?” Quill looked round.

“The Thanos-killing kind.” Thor smiled.

Boy, was it going to be a big, fucking weapon like no one had ever seen before…

“Don’t you think that we should all have a weapon like that?” Quill frowned.

“You lack the strength to wield them. Your bodies would crumble as you minds collapsed into the madness.” Thor shook his head.

“Is it weird that I wanna do it even more now?” Rocket asked.

“Erm, a little bit weird. Yeah.” Thor looked down at him, frowning.

“If we don’t go to Knowhere and Thanos retrieves another stone, he’ll be too powerful to stop.” Gamora stepped forward.

"He already is.” Thor shrugged.

“Look, I got it figured out.” Rocket interrupted, looking at Gamora. “We got two ships, and a large assortment of morons. Me and Groot will go with the Pirate Angel here, and the morons will go to Knowhere to try and stop Thanos. Cool? Cool.”

“So cool.” Thor grinned before he climbed into the pod.

“For the record,” Quill said leaning down to Rocket, “I know that you’re only going with them because it’s where Thanos isn’t.”

“You know, you really shouldn’t talk that way to your captain, Quill.” Rocket smirked, walking backwards and gesturing outwards with his arms. “Come on, Groot. Put that game down. You’ll rot your brain,”

As Rocket sat down Thor nodded out of the pod to the rest of the people on the ship. “I bid you farewell and good luck, morons. Bye.”

******

It wasn’t hard for the team to track Wanda, her red power flashing bright against the dark sky over Edinburgh City Centre, and as the jet followed her movements, the four friends saw her spiralling through the sky with Vision and crashing through the train station roof, just as Sam put the jet on the ground.

Within seconds the Ex-Avengers were sprinting off the jet.

“Katie, Nat, take the side!” Steve yelled, as he vaulted over the railings at the edge of the road running down onto the bottom half of the concrete ramp which led to the station. “Sam, up high and remember, we protect Vision at all costs!”

“Got em.” Sam spoke over the coms. “Platform seven, near the café.”

Steve vaulted over another set of barriers, the station now deserted thanks to the evacuation taking place by the local police. As he ran onto one of the walkways over the lines, he was just in time to see two of the aliens crash through the station roof. Weighing up his options, he realised it was going to be quicker for him to hop down onto the platform he was currently overheard, and jump across the lines to help. He swung his legs over the railings and landed easily, looking up. Across from him he could see Natasha and Katie emerging to the right, as Wanda stood and moved protectively in front of Vision, building power in her hands. An express train whizzed past him and he stood still, waiting and it wasn’t long before the taller, blue looking woman spotted him, and she launched her spear over the platform. Steve easily snapped his left shoulder back whilst leaning over his body with his right, catching the staff in his hand.

“Heads up.” Sam muttered, and as Wanda and Vision turned to see Steve step out from the shadows, fury lining his face, Sam swooped in and kicked one of the aliens across the platform and through a closed café’s security gate, causing tables and chairs to go flying, before he spun and started to fire on the other alien.

Steve launched the weapon he had caught across the tracks where Natasha caught it and stabbed the second assailant in the gut as Katie moved in to head off the other who was stalking back towards them. The weapon Natasha had been using flew back into the alien’s hands and Katie ducked as she swung, jabbing her in the back of the leg with an electric powered escrima stick. The alien let out a yell, stumbled slightly and Steve cleared the platform in an easy leap, rolling and scooping up the second assailant’s staff from the floor, holding it up to block the blow that the creature aimed at Katie. He grit his teeth, planting his legs to absorb the power of the hit, as Katie rolled to the side, jumped up and the two of them began to fight the alien, joined shortly by Natasha. Steve had to admit, the woman (if you could call her that) was a force to be reckoned with, but the three of them were just about getting the upper hand when they heard Sam yell.

“DUCK!”

The three of them did so and Sam flew in hard, kicking the woman backwards where she fell and scuttled over to her fallen friend. Sam landed next to Katie, drawing both his submachine pistols on the couple.

“Get up” The alien instructed to her fallen partner, her voice was deep.

“I can't.” His gravelly, robotic voice replied.

“We don’t wanna kill you.” Natasha spoke coolly “But we will”.

“You’ll never get the chance again.” The female levelled them, with a cold glare and with that a beam shot down from the hole in the station roof and the two were transported upwards. The weapon Steve was holding also shot out of his hand. He frowned in surprise for a moment, looking at his hand then upwards as the beam of light disappeared and the ship sped off.

“Can you stand?” Sam asked Vision as Katie replaced her sticks and walked towards Wanda and the android. When Vision shook his head, Sam moved forward to help him up.

Supported by Wanda and Sam, Vision looked over at Steve, Natasha and Katie, electricity shimmering over his surface. He’d been badly damaged in the fight, and as he spoke his voice distorted.

“Thank you, Captain.”

Steve took a deep breath and nodded. His face stern, but his eyes were much softer than his expression and Katie knew why. It had been a while since anyone other than Sam, Nat or Wanda had called him Captain.

Steve looked at the android, he might have been damaged but they had the stone, and that was the main thing. Nodding, he spoke. “Let’s get you on the jet.” His voice was soft and he moved to let Sam and Wanda support Vision on their way past him, Natasha following.

Katie hung back a little, trying to stop the light-headedness she was feeling from washing over her.

“You okay?” Steve turned to her as she blinked.

“Yeah, just took a whack that’s all. “I’m fine.” She assured him as they took up the rear of the group, her fingers lacing into his.

Once Vision was safely settled in a seat at the side, Sam dropped into the pilot’s seat. Katie hit the button to close the ramp as the Jet rose into the air.

“I thought we had a deal.” Natasha spun angrily to Wanda. ”Stay close, check in. Don’t take any chances.”

“I’m sorry. We just wanted time.” The younger woman said gently.

Katie glanced at Steve, he was stood up in the middle of the jet, hands on the buckle of his utility belt, staring seemingly at nothing but clearly contemplating something.

“Where to, Cap?” Sam asked.

Steve looked up, he glanced at Sam then locked eyes with Katie as he spoke one word, one simple word that they had all been waiting to hear for almost two years.

“Home”

*****

After a few hours, with the morning sky being the only thing in sight, Sam started to lower the jet through thick white clouds and Katie couldn’t help but inhale sharply when the compound began to take shape as she watched out of the front window. It looked the same. The buildings, the grounds…she wasn’t sure why she had expected anything to change, maybe because it felt like everything had changed for them, but either way, there it was. The exact same as the last time she had seen it.

Steve noticed her demeanour change slightly as they landed. She stood up straight, her shoulders squaring as if she was about to face an onslaught. And they were, in a way. On their way Steve had called Bruce to tell him that they had Vision and were heading back, but had had no idea what they were heading back to, nor did he care. Be it Ross, police, the army, whatever, Steve was done bowing to anyone’s will, he was over playing other people’s tunes. The two years they had spent hidden had shown them all that they could operate on their own if required, and he wasn’t afraid to fight anyone who got in his way.

They stepped off the ramp and strode over the lawn, Katie taking a deep breath as she looked around. So many emotions flooded her system, she couldn’t explain or identify half of them. Memories flashed in front of her eyes, visions of long summer nights spent outside in the garden and on the BBQ patio until sunrise. Laughs during team dinners. Sam and Wanda collaborating on pranks. Training sessions with the team and Vision reading Tolkien aloud to Wanda before asking questions about humanity’s love of fiction. Walks and picnics and other things in the ground, just her and Steve. Their wedding, God their wedding! Frequent visits from Tony, bringing in new ideas and improved gadgets. Getting back safe after being out on a long mission. Feeling relaxed and at ease.

Feeling at home.

Steve’s arm curled round his wife for a moment before he pressed a kiss to the side of her head as Vision opened the door.

“Still no word from Vision?”

“Satellites lost him somewhere over Edinburgh.”

“On a stolen Quinjet with four of the world’s most wanted criminals.” “You know they’re only criminals because you’ve chosen to call them that, right, sir? “

“My God, Rhodes, your talent for horseshit rivals my own.”

The sound of the call between Ross and Rhodey echoed down the corridor reaching the group that were making their way through to the lab.

“If it weren’t for those Accords, Vision would’ve been right here.” Rhodey shot back and Katie glanced back at Vision as the sounds the voices grew louder as they neared their destination.

“I suspect it will be a Hollo Call.” Vision said gently, answering Katie’s unasked question. His suspicions were proven correct as they rounded the corner and the lab came into view. Rhodey was stood across from where the holographic image of Secretary Ross was facing off against him.

"You have second thoughts?” Ross was challenging Rhodey, who smiled simply as his eyes shot sideways. Steve strode forward, his presence as intimidating as ever, and the first thing Rhodey noticed was just how dark he looked. Gone was the upstanding, All American Hero, and in its place was someone much harder, far rougher round the edges. Kiddo looked different too. Her hair was shorter and she looked slimmer.

“Not anymore.” He grinned.

The holographic Ross followed Rhodey’s gaze and his eyes fell on Steve who was stood next to Katie at the front of the group, Natasha, Wanda, Sam and Vision behind them. Steve raised his chin a little defiantly and moved to take his power stance, feet apart, hands on his belt, before he greeted Ross politely.

“Mr. Secretary"

Katie couldn’t help the smirk on her face as she watched Ross attempting to cover up the shock he had clearly felt at the group of outlaws turning up again. She locked eyes with Rhodey who gave her the smallest of winks before he glanced back at Ross who was shaking his head slightly as he approached Steve, his holographic form almost trying to square up to him. Steve simply raised his chin further and looked down from the steps he was stood on.

"You got some nerve.” Ross sniffed, staring up at him “I’ll give you that.”

“You could use some of that right now.” Katie shot back bluntly, Ross turned his head to face her for a second. She held his gaze and arched an eyebrow until he turned back to Steve.

“The world’s on fire.” Ross said incredulously. “And you think, you can just walk back in here and all is forgiven?”

Steve levelled the secretary with a firm gaze. “I’m not looking for forgiveness.” his voice took on a threatening tone as he spoke “And I’m way past asking for permission.”

At that point the smirk on Katie’s face grew even wider as she stole a glance up at her husband, pride swelling in her chest as he continued, stoic and unyielding.

“Earth just lost her best defender, so we’re here to fight. And if you wanna stand in our way,” he stepped down to be at level with the hologram, and stared it square in the eyes “We’ll fight you, too.”

Ross was practically foaming at the mouth as his eyes went to Rhodey and he spat out his order, “Arrest them.”

“All over it.” Rhodey promised nonchalantly before shutting off the hologram, shortly after a beeping noise sounded from the computers.

“That’s a court-martial.” He informed the group as he slapped the back of his right hand into his left palm, though his tone said told Katie that he blatantly couldn’t have cared less for Ross’ demands. There was a short pause as the group glanced down at their friend, Steve smiling softly, before Rhodey’s face split into a huge smile of his own.

“It’s great to see you, Cap.” He stepped forward.

“You too, Rhodey.” Steve answered, taking the last two steps down before he shook Rhodey’s hand. Katie threw herself at her brother’s best friend and he gave her a huge bear hug before he looked down at her.

“You do something to your hair?” He teased. Katie smiled, stepping back from his embrace while he looked the rest of the group over.

“Well. You guys really look like crap. Must’ve been a rough couple of years.”

Steve looked round, an amused smile on his face as he glanced at his wife then to the rest of the team.

“Yeah, well, the hotels weren’t exactly five star.” Sam quipped back cheekily, the banter flowing between them like no time at all had passed.

“Uh, I think you look great.”

Steve turned at the new voice to see Bruce inching his way into the room nervously wringing his hands together.

Steve and Katie remained silent, exchanging a glance. In the rush around and the fray of the fight, we’d forgotten to explain exactly who it was that called.

“Yeah. I’m back.”

Katie glanced over at Nat, she had her gaze fixed solely on the scientist as she spoke “Hi, Bruce.”

“Nat.” Bruce answered inclining his head towards her slightly as he fidgeted.

“This is awkward.” Sam piped up. Steve and Katie looked at one another, before they both smiled and looked back up at Sam.

“Any news on Tony?” Katie asked gently, interrupting the silence that had fallen.

“Not yet no.” Rhodey said. “FRIDAY lost him when he left the atmosphere. We got NASA running scans and we’re trying to track his trail but…” He shook his head.

“Typical Tony.” Katie rolled her eyes “Always has to go one bigger and one better doesn’t he?”

Her blasé tone wasn’t fooling anyone.

“Banner.” Steve said gently, looking across the room at the scientist. “Can you fill us in on what we’re up against here?”

“Yeah sure,” Bruce said nodding hesitantly.

Without so much as another word, the group all started to make their way out of the room. As Katie turned to follow Natasha, Steve’s hand gently fell on her shoulder. Without looking at him, she reached up and gently wrapped her fingers round his, giving them a squeeze before she left.

Steve took a deep breath as he glanced around the room once more, before he too followed on, that sick feeling in his gut was getting worse.

**** Chapter 36 Part 2

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blobbei-art · 5 years

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Have you considered... hollow knight x Kirby au Knight- Kirby Magolor (base form)- cornifer Magolor (boss form A)- Soul Master Magolor (boss form b)- Soul Tyrant Magolor Soul/ Sectonia Soul/ Marx soul- dreamers Zero- Radiance Nova- Hollow knight Marx (regular)- zote(get it? There both f*cking jokes) Mage sisters- mantis lords Hyness- Traitor Lord Hyness (corrupt)- collector lmao I’m funny uhhh feel free to build on this lmao

Sorry but I think I have a way better candidate for being the Radiance than Nova.

Angry? Check. Sealed away? Check. Fuckton of swords? Check. Wings? Check.

Sorry for not drawing more, i got carried away with this

#art #kirby #hollow knight #galacta knight #the radiance #radiance #absolute radiance #fanart #my art #crossover #Magolor as conifer also has my heart tho #demanding gem apples for maps #and meta knight as hornet maybe?#MANTIS LORDS AS MAGE SISTERS IS ALSO V COOL

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literal-coat-of-arms · 4 years

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Meet Inkpot!

They are a demiboy and go by they/them mainly, but he/him is perfectly fine as well.

This is an askblog for a Mantis Lord x Collector crack kid. They live in Mantis Village, and they’re a hyperactive, feral sweetheart who may or may not shank you if you mess with them or their friends. They’ve got 32 arms and the same number of knives on them at all times, and have the time they are quite literally bouncing off the walls.

“In character text looks like this.”

ASK AWAY!

Promo tags:

@rooted-limbo @bloomingflame @followers-of-limbo @shadow-of-skarlet-nightmares @theslyrm-bishop @darkened-sunlight @the-pale-flame @voidbornbeast @of-web-and-fool @de-voided-root @daily-broken-vessel @gonna-be-your-butterfly-butch @semi-daily-flickr @semi-daily-soul-god @calico-frost-sky @daily-nis

#:glorified beyblade: inkpot #intro post

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what-is-your-plan-today · 4 years

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Stark Spangled Banner Ch36: I Bid You Farewell And Good Luck, Morons!

But there’s no sign of Tony, and the more they heard, the more they start to wonder if this is a battle they stand any chance of winning.

Warnings:Bad Language words.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark

Stark Spangled Banner Masterlist

This is a bit of a longer update than normal, but I wanted to explore IW using all 3 of the perspectives that were shown, for no reason other than I had favourite bits in them all! And I LOVE writing for Thor and Tony!

As always tags are open and I’m taking suggestions for that lovely 5 year gap post snap/pre time Heist so if you have any ideas or wants, hit me up!

“It’s like a pirate had a baby with an angel…”

Thor wasn’t dead. But he felt like it. Every inch of his body ached and when he was jerked back to consciousness for a moment, just one split moment, he thought he saw Little Stark. Only it wasn’t her. The woman had dark hair, yes, but as he focussed he realised she looked nothing like the woman he loved dearly as a sister. This woman had huge eyes and antenna dangling from her forehead. And, whilst he knew it had been a while since he had seen his friend, she wouldn't have changed that much.

Finding his feet he looked around, chest heaving, at the band of people stood in front of him; A woman with green skin and red hair, a man with grey/blue skin, bald head, and red lines all over his body, a tree creature- a Flora Colossus he thought- which was off to the side draped over a chair, some kind of furry, animal thing- a rabbit maybe- and finally a man who appeared to be a normal, human.

They had offered him soup, and then when he had explained about Thanos the green skinned lady had told Thor what the Titan wanted the stones for. Which she knew, because she his daughter.

"Families can be tough," Thor said, placing a hand on her shoulder, "Before my father died, he told me that I had a half-sister, that he imprisoned in Hell. Then she returned home, stabbed me in the eye so, I had to kill her." he said, shrugging "That's life though isn't it I guess? Round and round, but I feel your pain."

The human, Peter Quill pushed his way between Gamora and Thor, and looked at her "I feel your pain, as well, because, I mean it's not a competition, but I've been through a lot. My father killed my mother, and then I had to kill my father. And that was hard. Probably even harder than having to kill a sister. Plus, I, came out with both of my eyes."

Thor wasn’t paying attention. The man was clearly a moron, and he’d just noticed he had bent the spoon in the bowl of soup and was having a flashback to the time he had tried to bend the Captain’s shield. Little Stark had laughed so much at how annoyed he had gotten when he failed that she had cried. And then, to make it worse, a few days later the Captain had managed to move Mjolnir. Just a fraction, but it moved. No one had seen it, bar Little Stark of course, but there was something there, Thor was sure. Steve Rogers was a man worthy of a lot of things, but his hammer was complicated. You have to prove it. That had been explained to him the day it had been given to him. Of course, he hadn’t realised then that Eitri had actually made it for Hela first.

Eitri…

"I need a hammer, not a spoon." Thor mumbled, as the idea took hold and he looked at the pod at the back of the ship. "How do I open this thing?" he began pressing random buttons on the screen next to the door. “Is there some sort of a four-digit code? Maybe a birth date or something?"

"What are you doing?" Rocket asked.

"Taking your pod." Thor replied nonchalantly.

And then there was a row in which the moron called Quill tried to imitate Thor’s deeper voice telling him he could not take the pod, but Thor was going to take the pod anyway because he was the God of Thunder after all, and then the lady Gamora cut them off quite rightly directing the focus back to Thanos by stating they needed to find out where he was going next. But Thor had already thought of that.

"Knowhere," he answered as he brushed past Quill and over to the refrigerator he had seen Gamora get his soup from.

"He must be going somewhere," Mantis argued innocently.

"No," Quill shook his head and Thor noted his stupid voice was back to normal, "Knowhere? It's a place. We've been there. It sucks. Excuse me, that's our food." he said, suddenly noticing what Thor was doing.

"Not anymore," Thor shrugged, stuffing it into a backpack he found.

"Thor," Gamora cut across the pair of them again "Why would he go to Knowhere?"

"Because for years, the Reality Stone has been safely stored there with a man called the Collector." Thor said

"If it's with the Collector, then it's not safe.” Quill snorted. “Only an idiot would give that man a stone."

"Or a genius." Thor shrugged.

"How do you know he's not going for one of the other stones?" Gamora asked.

"There's six stones out there." Thor began to explain, "Thanos already has the Power Stone because he stole it, last week, when he decimated Xandar.”

He didn’t missed the shocked and horrified look the group shared with one another.

“He stole the Space Stone from me, when he destroyed my ship and slaughtered half my people. The Time and Mind Stones, are safe on Earth. They're with the Avengers." Thor stated.

"The Avengers?" Quill asked.

"They're Earth's Mightiest Heroes."

"Like Kevin Bacon?" Mantis called out.

"Errr he may be on the team now, I don't know.” Thor shrugged, having no idea who the man named after a breakfast meat was. “I haven’t been there in a while. And as for the Soul Stone, well no one's ever seen that. No one even knows where it is. Therefore, Thanos can't get it. Therefore, he's going to Knowhere. Hence, he'll be getting the Reality Stone. You're welcome."

"Then we have to go to Knowhere, now." Gamora said

"Wrong. Where we have to go is Nidavellir." Thor said picking up the backpack.

"That's a made up word," Drax, the blue man countered.

"All words are made up." Thor smiled, slinging the backpack onto his back.

"Nidavellir is real?" the animal called Rocket’s eyes grew wide and he jumped up onto the table and looked at Thor "Seriously? I mean, that place is a legend. They make the most powerful, horrific weapons to ever torment the Universe. I would very much like to go there, please."

"The rabbit is correct." Thor grinned at Rocket's excitement, "And clearly the smartest among you. Only Eitri the Dwarf can make me the weapon I need. I assume you're the captain, Sir?"

Rocket grinned and nodded, "You're very perceptive."

"You seem like a noble leader. Will you join me on my quest to Nidavellir?"

"Let me just ask the captain. Oh, wait a second, it's me!” Rocket grinned. “Yeah, I'll go."

"Wonderful." Thor beamed.

"Uh except that I'm the captain," Quill chipped in

"Quiet!" Thor said, now beyond bored of the moron.

"And that's my backpack," Quill continued pointing to the bag that Thor was stealing.

"Quill, sit down," Rocket said, tapping at the pad and keying in the digits to open the pod.

"Look, this is my ship. And I'm not going to - wait, what kind of weapon are we talking about here?" Quill looked round.

"The Thanos-killing kind." Thor smiled. Boy, was it going to be a big, fucking weapon...

"Don't you think that we should all have a weapon like that?" Quill frowned.

"You lack the strength to wield them. Your bodies would crumble as you minds collapsed into the madness." Thor said.

"Is it weird that I wanna do it even more now?" Rocket asked.

"Erm, a little bit weird. Yeah." Thor looked down at him, frowning.

“If we don't go to Knowhere and Thanos retrieves another stone, he'll be too powerful to stop." Gamora said, stepping forward.

"He already is." Thor shrugged.

"Look, I got it figured out," Rocket interrupted, looking at Gamora. "We got two ships, and a large assortment of morons. Me and Groot will go with the Pirate Angel here, and the morons will go to Knowhere to try and stop Thanos. Cool? Cool."

"So cool." Thor said with a smile before he climbed into the pod.

"For the record…” Quill said leaning down to Rocket “ I know that you're only going with them because it's where Thanos isn't."

"You know, you really shouldn't talk that way to your captain, Quill.” Rocket said, walking backwards and gesturing outwards with his arms. “Come on, Groot. Put that game down. You'll rot your brain,"

As Rocket sat down Thor nodded out of the pod “I bid you farewell and good luck, morons. Bye."

******

Within seconds the Ex-Avengers were sprinting off the jet.

“Katie, Nat, take the side!” Steve yelled, as he vaulted over the railings at the edge of the road running down onto the bottom half of the concrete which led to the station. “Sam, up high,and remember protect Vision at all costs!”

“Got em.” Sam spoke over the coms “Platform seven, near the café.”

Steve vaulted over another set of barriers, the station now deserted thanks to the evacuation taking place by the local police. As he ran onto one of the walkways he was just in time to see two of the aliens crash through the station roof. Weighing up his options, he realised it was going to be quicker for him to run down the platform he was over and jump across the lines to help. He swung his legs over the railings and landed easily, looking up. Across from him he could see Natasha and Katie emerging to the right, as Wanda stood and moved protectively in front of Vision, building power in her hands. An express train whizzed past him and he stood still, waiting and it wasn’t long before the taller, blue looking woman spotted him, and she launched her spear over the platform. Steve easily snapped his left shoulder back whilst leaning over his body with his right, catching the staff in his hand.

Steve launched the weapon he had caught across the tracks where Natasha caught it and stabbed the second assailant in the gut as Katie moved into to head off the other who was stalking back towards them. The weapon Natasha had been using flew back into the alien’s hands and Katie ducked as she swung, jabbing her in the back of the leg with an electric powered escrima stick. The alien let out a yell, stumbled slightly and Steve cleared the platform in a leap, rolling and scooping up the second assailant’s staff from the floor, holding it up to block the blow that the creatured aimed at Katie. He grit his teeth, planting his legs to absorb the power of the hit, as Katie rolled to the side, jumped up and the two of them began to fight the alien, joined shortly by Natasha who had stabbed the other one in the gut, taking him out of the fight. Steve had to admit, the woman (if you could call her that) was a force to be reckoned with, but the three of them were just about getting the upper hand when they heard Sam yell.

“DUCK!”

“Get up” she instructed to her fallen partner, her voice was deep.

“I can't” his gravelly, robotic voice replied.

“We don't wanna kill you.” Natasha spoke coolly “But we will”.

“Can you stand?” Sam asked Vision as Katie replaced her sticks and walked towards Wanda and the android. When Vision shook his head, Sam moved forward to help him up.

Supported by Wanda and Sam, Vision looked over at Steve, Natasha and Katie, electricity shimmering over his surface. He’d been badly damaged in the fight, and as he spoke his voice distorted.

“Thank you, Captain.”

Steve looked at the android, he might have been damaged but they had the stone, and that was the main thing. Nodding, he spoke “Let's get you on the jet.” his voice was soft and he moved to let Sam and Wanda support Vision, Natasha following as Katie dropped behind to stay with him as they took up the rear of the group, her fingers lacing into his.

Once Vision was safely settled in a seat at the side, Sam dropped into the pilot’s seat as Katie hit the button to close the ramp as the Jet rose into the air.

“I thought we had a deal.” Natasha spun angrily to Wanda. ”Stay close, check in. Don't take any chances.”

“I'm sorry. We just wanted time.” The younger woman said gently.

Katie glanced at Steve, he was stood up in the middle of the jet, hands on the buckle of his utility belt, staring seemingly at nothing, clearly contemplating something.

“Where to, Cap?” Sam asked.

Steve looked up, he glanced at Sam then locked eyes with Katie as he spoke one word, one simple word that they had all been waiting to hear for almost 2 years.

“Home” he said, looking round the jet.

*****

Steve noticed her demeanour change slightly as they landed. She stood up straight, her shoulders squaring as if she was about to face an onslaught. And they were, in a way. On their way they’d let Bruce know that they had Vision and were heading back, but had had no idea what they were heading back to, nor did he care. Be it Ross, police, the army, whatever, he was done bowing to anyone’s will, over playing other people’s tunes. The two years they had spent hidden had shown them that they could operate on their own if required, and he wasn’t afraid to fight anyone who got in his way.

They stepped off the ramp and strode over the lawn, Katie taking a deep breath as she looked around. She felt a wave of that many emotions she couldn’t explain or identify half of them. Memories flooded in, the long summer nights they sat outside in the garden and on the BBQ patio until sunrise. Laughs during team dinners. Sam and Wanda collaborating on pranks. Training sessions with the team and Vision reading Tolkien aloud to Wanda before asking questions about humanity's love of fiction. Walks and picnics and other things in the ground, just her and Steve. Their wedding, God their wedding! Frequent visits from Tony, bringing in new ideas and improved gadgets. Getting back safe after being out on a long mission. Feeling relaxed and at ease.

Feeling at home.

Steve’s arm curled round his wife for a moment before he pressed a kiss to the side of her head as Vision opened the door.

“Still no word from Vision?” The holographic figure of Ross looked up from where he sat at a table and glanced at Rhodey.

“Satellites lost him somewhere over Edinburgh.” Rhodey replied. He knew they were on their way to the compound, but hadn’t told Ross deliberately.

“On a stolen Quinjet with four of the world's most wanted criminals.” Rhodey felt his temper beginning to flare. “You know they're only criminals because you've chosen to call them that, right, sir? “

“My God, Rhodes, your talent for horseshit rivals my own.” Ross said as he stood up. The sound of the call echoed down the corridor reaching the group that were making their way through to the lab.

“If it weren't for those Accords, Vision would've been right here” Rhodey shot back and Katie glanced back at Vision as the sounds of Rhodey and Ross’ voice grew louder as they neared their destination.

"You have second thoughts?" Ross was challenging Rhodey, who smiled simply as his eyes shot sideways, as Steve strode forward, his presence as intimidating as ever, and the first thing Rhodey noticed was just how dark he looked. Gone was the upstanding, All American Hero, and in its place was someone much harder, far rougher round the edges. Kiddo looked different too. Her hair was shorter, she looked slimmer too, but her upper body looked stronger.

"Not anymore." he grinned.

"Mr. Secretary"

"You got some nerve." Ross sniffed, staring up at him "I'll give you that."

"You could use some of that right now." Katie shot back bluntly, Ross turning his head to face her for a second. She held his gaze and arched an eyebrow until he turned back to Steve.

"The world's on fire." Ross said incredulously. "And you think, you can just walk back in here and all is forgiven?"

Steve levelled the secretary with a firm gaze. "I'm not looking for forgiveness.” his voice took on a threatening tone as he spoke “And I'm way past asking for permission.”

At that point the smirk on Katie’s face grew even wider as she stole a glance up at her husband, pride swelling in her chest as he continued, stoic and unyielding.

“Earth just lost her best defender, so we're here to fight. And if you wanna stand in our way," he stepped down to be at level with the hologram, and stared it square in the eyes "We'll fight you, too."

Ross was practically foaming at the mouth as his eyes went to Rhodey and he spat out his order, "Arrest them."

"All over it." Rhodey promised nonchalantly before shutting off the hologram, shortly after a beeping noise sounded from the computers.

"That's a court-martial." He informed the group as he slapped the back of his right hand into his left palm, though his tone said told Katie that he blatantly couldn’t have cared less for Ross’ demands. There was a short pause as the group glanced down at their friend, Steve smiling softly, before Rhodey’s face split into a huge smile of his own.

"It's great to see you, Cap." he said, stepping forward.

"You too, Rhodey." Steve answered, taking the last 2 steps down before he shook Rhodey's hand. Katie threw herself at her brother’s best friend and he gave her a huge bear hug before he stepped backwards.

“Hey Kiddo, you do something to your hair?” he teased. She smiled, stepping back from his embrace while he looked the rest of the group over.

"Well. You guys really look like crap." He said lightly. "Must've been a rough couple of years."

Steve looked round, an amused smile on his face as he glanced at his wife then to the rest of the team.

"Yeah, well, the hotels weren't exactly five star." Sam quipped back cheekily, the banter flowing between them like no time at all had passed.

"Uh, I think you look great."

Steve turned at the new voice to see Bruce inching his way into the room nervously wringing his hands together.

Steve and Katie remained silent, exchanging a glance. In the rush around and the fray of the fight, we’d forgotten to explain exactly who it was that called. "Yeah. I'm back."

Katie glanced over at Nat, she had her gaze fixed solely on the scientist as she spoke "Hi, Bruce."

"Nat." Bruce answered inclining his head towards her slightly as he fidgeted.

"This is awkward." Sam piped up. Steve and Katie looked at one another, before they both smiled and looked back up at Sam.

“Any news on Tony?” Katie asked gently, interrupting the silence that had fallen.

“Not yet no.” Rhodey said. “FRIDAY lost him when he left the atmosphere. We got NASA running scans and we’re trying to track his trail but…” He shook his head.

“Typical Tony.” Katie rolled her eyes “Always has to go one bigger and one better doesn’t he?”

Her blasé tone wasn’t fooling anyone.

"Banner.” Steve said gently, looking across the room at the scientist. “Can you fill us in on what we're up against here?"

"Yeah sure," Bruce said nodding hesitantly.

“We’ll use the living area.” Rhodey said, “Slightly more comfortable”

They made their way to the lounge, the same lounge they had all sat in discussing the Accords. Not much had changed; the furniture was different, there was couple of new sofas and the TV was larger, but that was it.

“So start from the beginning.” Steve looked at Bruce where he stood near the window, one hand on the back of a chair, the other on his hip. He nodded encouragingly, he could see the man was nervous “Who took Stark and what are we up against?”

“I’ll give you the short version and we can plug in the gaps later.” Bruce sighed, “His name is Thanos. He’s a War tyrant, from a planet called Titan. He goes from place to place, destroying worlds, taking what he wants, when he wants. Loki’s attack on New York?” Bruce looked around “Thanos was the one who sent him to attack Earth,"

"But what does he want?” Katie asked.

“All six Infinity Stones…” Bruce supplied.

“Infinity Stones?” Sam questioned.

“Yeah, so erm… the big bang, when it happened, it sent six of these crystals out across the universe. They each control an essential aspect of existence. Space. Reality. Power. Soul. Mind. Time.” Bruce said, rubbing his temple.

“Thor told us about them, after Ultron.” Katie looked round and her eyes fell on Steve’s “He said there were three out there unaccounted for, and three that he could locate. One was with some collector or something, one was housed in the tesseract which was locked in a vault in Asgard and the other…”

"Viz." Wanda murmured, glancing at the Stone in Vision's forehead.

Bruce nodded again. “Thanos came to our ship for the tesseract, which means he already had the Power and Space Stones before he came to Earth looking for the rest. Just that alone makes him the strongest creature in the whole universe, if he gets his hands on all six he could destroy all life as we know it."

“Hang on, the Tesseract was on your ship?” Katie looked at Bruce, “I thought it was on Asgard?”

“It was, but right before Ragnarok…” “Ragnarok?” Katie frowned, her mind whirring “But that’s…that’s the fabled downfall and the destruction of Asgard, I mean....” “I know.” Bruce looked at her. “Asgard was destroyed as part of a battle between Thor and his sister. So was his hammer.” “What?” Steve let out a breath as Katie felt her mouth drop open.

“Thor has a sister?”

“Look, that’s a whole different story.” Bruce said, his tone slightly frustrated. “All you need to know is that Loki –yeah, surprise, not dead, -stole the tesseract from the Vault before we left. Thanos boarded the ship and took the stone. Just took it.” he said, his arms swinging out to his sides before returning with a slap.

The room fell silent.

“So Thor.” Katie took a deep breath and asked the question she wasn’t sure she wanted to know the answer to “Where…”

Bruce dropped his head. “I’m sorry.”

“Oh no.” Steve muttered as he dropped his head, looking downwards. He glanced up and saw across the table that Katie had her right hand against her forehead the heel of which was pressed hard into the space between her eyes in utter dismay.

Thor. Gone.

“He was no match for Thanos, not when he had those stones.” Bruce said gently. A single tear trickled down Katie’s cheek and fell to the floor and Steve watched as she took a deep breath, furiously wiping at her face.

“So the two we fought came for the mind stone.” Sam spoke for the first time “I’m assuming the ones you fought were after another one that’s located somewhere in New York?”

"The Time Stone.” Bruce nodded “It was being protected by some mystical arts guy, or a Wizard as Tony called him, Dr Steven Strange.” Katie’s head whipped round to Steve and he took a breath and straightened up, before he glanced over at Sam and Natasha and the four of them shared an instant understanding, they’d heard that name before on top of a multi-storey parking garage in DC.

"A TV anchor in Cairo, the Undersecretary of Defense, a high school valedictorian in Iowa City. Bruce Banner, Stephen Strange, anyone who's a threat to HYDRA! Now, or in the future.”

“But he was taken along with Tony.” Bruce finished.

Katie didn’t even want to think about that right now. She had to trust in her brother’s quick mind and sharp resilience, because the alternative didn’t bear thinking about.

"Well, we gotta assume they're coming back, right?" Rhodey said and Steve looked down again, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of everything Bruce had said.

"And they can clearly find us." Wanda added.

"We need all hands on deck," Bruce said pacing, "Where's Clint?"

"After the whole Accords situation, he and Scott took a deal," Natasha explained, "It's too tough on their families. They're on house arrest."

"Who's Scott?" Bruce frowned.

"Ant Man," Steve answered.

"There's an Ant Man and a Spider Man?" Bruce looked around in confusion, but it was Rhodey who nodded, simply, like it was just perfectly normal. Bruce shook his head, realising that it didn’t really matter at the moment before he continued. "Thanos has the biggest army in the Universe. And he is not gonna stop until he gets Vision's stone." He said the last part softly, almost reluctantly.

"Well then, we have to protect it," Natasha said stepping forward but Vision immediately corrected her.

"No, we have to destroy it," he said resolutely, his gaze focussed on something out of the window as everyone turned to him. He turned to face them and gestured to the stone in his head. "I've been giving a good deal of thought to this entity in my head, about its nature. But also its composition. I think if it were exposed to a sufficiently powerful energy source, something very similar to its own signature, perhaps" he made his way over to Wanda and held onto her upper arm, "Its molecular integrity could fail."

"Yeah, and you with it," Wanda looked at him, shaking her head "We're not having this conversation."

"Eliminating the stone is the only way to be certain that Thanos can't get it."

Katie noticed Wanda’s eyes flash as she glared at Vision. "It's also too high a price."

"Only you have the power to pay it," Vision said quietly.

Steve shifted slightly. He knew that Vision was right, but the idea of losing someone else in their group didn’t sit well.

"Thanos threatens half the Universe.” Vision persisted “One life cannot in the way of defeating him."

"But it should," Steve argued, his eyes were diverted to the floor as he spoke gently, and it was right. Who were any of them to decide one life was worth less than anyone else? He took a deep breath and looked up and around the room before landing back on the android "We don't trade lives, Vision."

"Captain, seventy years ago you laid down your life to save how many millions of people? Tell me, why is this any different?"

Steve took a sigh and stepped towards Vision, unable to answer because he knew the android had him, but then Bruce did it for him.

"Because you might have a choice," Bruce answered, and Steve could see the Scientist had suddenly had an idea, "Your mind is made up of a complex construct of overlays. Jarvis, Ultron, Tony, me, the stone. All of them mixing together. All of them learning from one another."

"You're saying Vision isn't just the stone?" Wanda asked.

"I'm saying that if we take out the stone, there's still a whole lot of Vision left. Perhaps the best parts."

"Can we do that?" Natasha asked looking back and forth between the android and the scientist somewhat impatiently.

"Not me. Not here."

Steve suddenly began to think, maybe not Bruce, but could Suri? She had fixed Bucky after all, surely she could do this. T’Challa would be happy to help. And with his defences, maybe Wakanda was the safest place for Vision to be.

"Well you better find someone and somewhere fast," Rhodey pipped in. "Ross isn't just gonna let you guys have your old rooms back."

Steve nodded to himself, his mind made up before he raised his head to look up around the group. "I know somewhere."

His eyes momentarily locked onto Katie’s and he watched as the realisation crossed her face, she knew instantly where he meant.

“Wakanda?” she asked.

He nodded, turning to Sam. “Can we get wheels up in 20?"

Sam nodded and Steve turned to Rhodey. "That enough time for you to load up your suit?"

"Yeah. Should be."

“Ok. “Steve looked round “Banner, I suggest you grab what you need. The rest of us, back to the jet.”

The team began to bustle about and then Katie remembered something.

“Rhodey?” she asked, hopping down off the table, “Where’s Steve’s shield?”

Rhodey paused in the doorway and turned to face her. “I don’t know, sorry Kiddo. Tony never mentioned it.”

“It doesn’t matter.” Steve said gently. As Katie opened her mouth to suggest they had a look for it, he cut her off “And we don’t have time either, we need to go.”

Truth be told he didn’t want the shield back. It wasn’t his, not anymore.

“Fine.” Katie said somewhat stiffly. “I’m going to raid the armoury anyway, pick up a few things…” “Katie!” he called after her as she hurried out of the room. He let out a frustrated groan.

“I’ll go.” Rhodey said, patting the Captain on the shoulder. “I need my suit anyway.” The directions ingrained in her memory forever she headed to the armoury on autopilot and once inside she stopped dead. It had all changed. To the left were the usual lockers, although they now held no names she would lay odds on all the original seven of them still having kit in there. The guns, arrows, widow bites, shock batons were all still there on the racks. Rhodey’s War Machine kit stood in the corner, but what wasn’t was an Iron Man suit, or a Nova suit, of any description. Instead, in place of the the usual glass cabinets that held them were rows of smaller capsules.

“What the…” Katie mumbled, heading closer to examining “FRIDAY?”

“Welcome home Mrs Rogers…” The AI spoke, a hint of amusement in her voice “I believe Pod Seventy-Six is one of yours”

“Tony’s been working on upgrades” Rhodey spoke from behind, making her jump. “Nano-tech, courtesy of some work with Helen Cho.” “Why doesn’t that surprise me?” Katie frowned as Rhodey made his way to the War Machine suit.

“Sevety-Six you say?” Katie’s eyes scanned the wall. “OK, FRIDAY hit me up.” One of the capsules opened and a smaller capsule flew out, opening in mid- air and then out of nowhere a suit formed around her body.

“Woah…” Katie said, as the familiar heads-up display lit up.

“The suit is held in a simple bangle” FRIDAY explained. “I’ll show you once the calibrations are done.”

As FRIDAY rattled through the new features, including a shield, new weapons Katie stole a glance in the mirror. It was much sleeker and less bulky, almost like wearing a cat-suit in a way. It was dark blue and gold, as always, with her Supernova Star in the middle of the chest. She gently reached up to touch it and the suit melted away to a silver cuff with the star in the middle which she tentatively placed around her wrist.

“Impressive huh?” Rhodey asked as he stepped into the War Machine suit.

“One word for it.” She said softly, tracing the outline of her bracelet with her fingers. “I can’t… why did he make it?” she looked up at Rhodey who slid his face plate back up to look at her.

“You know what Tony’s like.” Rhodey said, “Just because you left doesn’t mean he stopped caring.”

Katie looked down at the bracelet on her right wrist.

"Was- Was he okay, you know...after?" She asked, her voice cracking.

"He was as okay as he could be…” Rhodey hesitated slightly “To be honest, nothing was great though. The team was split and…”

Katie looked down “I had to go, I couldn’t stay, not after what he said to me.” Rhodey looked at her. “And have you ever considered why he said what he did?” “Because he hates me?” “No, because he loves you.” Rhodey took a deep breath “He knew full well that whatever choice you made it was going to kill you, but he couldn’t see you sat in a jail, he just couldn’t Kiddo. So he did what he had to do make sure you stayed away.” Whatever she had been expecting Rhodey to say it wasn’t that. His words hit her like a tonne of bricks and she felt her face screw up as she blinked back the tears.

“Shit…” she managed to mumble out. “I could, you know we could have called him, or he could have called us, tried to …” “You’re both as obstinate as one another” Rhodey said, shaking his head as he started to walk to the door of the armoury “Which is why I know he’s still alive. He’s too much of a stubborn asshole to die. “

*******

Tony was pissed, really pissed. Not only was he stuck on this fucking ship, the kid was still here too. Peter Parker was almost as much of a pain in his ass as Katie had been when she was his age. The thought of his sister brought a pang to his heart, especially when he knew she was more than likely at the compound now after Bruce will have called them. He hoped anyway, he’d thrown the phone down before the fight after all, he just hoped the scientist had found it.

He looked around and glared at Peter before his shoulders fell. Well the kid was here now, might as well use him.

“Come on.” Tony sighed “We got a situation” He lead Peter over to a viewpoint to see the torture going on below. Peter crouched to study the situation, with that damned cloak leaning over his shoulder. “See him down there? He's in trouble.” Tony continued “What's your plan? Go.”

“Um. Okay, okay... uh...” Peter and the cloak popped back up suddenly, a smile playing on Peter’s face. “Okay. Did you ever see this really old movie, Aliens?”

It was a dumbass plan, but dumbass enough to work. Tony blew a hole in the side of the ship which caused a huge depressurization and as such the alien was sucked out of the side. A quick struggle and Dr Strange was rescued from drifting off to space, Tony repaired the side of the hull with nanites and that was that.

“We've gotta turn this ship around” Strange looked at Tony who rolled his eyes. .

“Yeah. Now he wants to run. Great plan”.

“No, I want to protect the stone.”

Tony walked towards the expansive front view-port and from the way things were moving out there, he assumed they were travelling at some kind of hyper speed. The wizard was irritating him though, if he’d just agreed to get the stone out of the way they wouldn’t even be in this mess.

“And I want you to thank me now. Go ahead, I'm listening.” he turned to glare at him.

“For what?” Strange snorted, “Nearly blasting me into space?

“Who just saved your magical ass? Me.” Tony looked at him. “

“I seriously don't know how you fit your head into that helmet”. Strange shook his head as he eyed the billionaire up and down.

“Admit it.” Tony said, for some reason he felt the need to make this guy admit he was wrong, just like he used to try and do with Rogers. No particular reason for it, other than being the one to come out on top “. You should have ducked out when I told you to. I tried to bench you. You refused.”

“Unlike everyone else in your life, I don't work for you”.

“And due to that fact, we're now in a flying doughnut billions of miles away from Earth with no backup.” Tony gestured around him.

“I’m back up.” Peter said, raising his hand.

“No, you’re a stowaway.” Tony said, waggling his finger between himself and Dr. Strange “The adults are talking”.

“I'm sorry, I'm confused as to the relationship here. Wh-- what is he, your ward?” Strange frowned.

“No. I'm Peter, by the way.” Peter said, holding out his hand.

“ Dr Strange.” Strange replied, looking at him.

“Oh, we're using our made-up names. Um. I'm Spider-Man, then”.

Before Strange could respond, Tony piped up. “This ship is self-correcting its course. Thing's on autopilot.”

Strange walked closer to where Tony was stood. “Can we control it? Fly us home?”

Home…Thanos…home.

They’d almost flattened New York once, and then there was Sokovia…no, home was most certainly a bad idea.

“Stark?” Strange’s voice cut across his thoughts. “Can you get us home?

Yeah I heard you. I'm thinking. I'm not so sure we should.” he said, honestly.

“Under no circumstance can we bring the Time Stone to Thanos.” Strange warned “I don't think you quite understand what's at stake here”.

“No. It's you who doesn't understand, that Thanos has been inside my head for six years since he sent an army to New York and now he's back!” Tony said, stalking towards Strange, jabbing a finger in the air as he pointed towards the ground. “And I don't know what to do. So I'm not so sure if it's a better plan to fight him on our turf or his but you saw what they did, what they can do. At least on his turf, he's not expecting it. So I say we take the fight to him. Doctor. Do you concur?“

Strange had to admit, the guy had a point. Let Thanos destroy his own place, not theirs. “Alright, Stark. We go to him. But you have to understand... if it comes to saving you or the kid or the Time Stone... I will not hesitate to let either of you die. I can't, because the fate of the universe depends on it”

“Nice. Good. Moral compass. We're straight” Tony nodded. Stepping over to Peter he tapped each of the kids shoulder with the edge of his hand, dubbing him as is done at a knighting.

“Alright, kid. You're an Avenger now”

Tony couldn’t look at him as he spoke, because he knew what he was signing the kid up for.

******

The jet was filled with chatter as Rhodey, Bruce and the rest of the team were catching up but Katie wasn’t listening. She wasn’t feeling great either, that damned sick feeling was back, most likely this time down to utter fear about what was to come. If Bruce was right, she wasn’t convinced this was a battle they were ever going to be able to win.

“You know,” she said, looking up at Steve and voicing her fear softly, “if he’s already killed Thor, and it’s going to take us, plus a royal army to attempt to fight this guy off what fucking chance does Tony stand?”

Steve didn’t answer, he couldn’t. Because what he was thinking wasn’t going to provide her any comfort. Instead he merely tightened his arm around her and pressed his lips to her forehead.

It was a couple of hours later before they hit Wakandan airspace.

"We're coming up." Sam spoke as Steve focussed his attention out of the front of the jet, one arm hanging lightly against the grab rails on the roof.

"Drop to 2600, heading 0-3-0." Steve instructed.

Sam glanced back over his shoulder before he spoke, "I hope you're right about this, Cap. Or we're gonna land a lot faster than you want to."

Katie gave a small smile as she drew up next to Steve, wrapping her arms around his waist. They both stood, waiting as Sam flew the jet right into the trees, and swore with a loud ‘holy shit’ as it passed right through the hologram barrier into Wakanda. Everyone on the jet moved to get a better look at the beautiful mountains, lakes, buildings as the jet circled and Steve directed Sam to the runway.

They disembarked and Katie strolled off shortly behind Steve, followed by Natasha. Vision and Wanda stayed put, Steve telling them he would get them some help soon.

Bruce, who was at the rear with Rhodey whispered as he shrugged his arms into his jacket, "Should we bow?"

"Yeah, he's a king." Rhodey answered casually without missing a beat.

Steve ignored their banter instead smiling warmly at T'Challa as he reached out to shake his hand. "Seems like I'm always thanking you for something."

T'Challa smiled back and he shook Steve's hand before embracing Katie in a warm hug. “Mrs Rogers, it is a pleasure to see you.” “And you.” She smiled softly, before she stepped back and T’Challa nodded to the rest of the group. The clearing of a throat caught Katie’s attention and she turned just in time to see Bruce bow forward towards T’Challa.

"What are you doing?" Rhodey asked, looking at him.

"Uh, we don't do that here." T'Challa said kindly waving a hand to stop Bruce’s bow. Everyone smiled in amusement expect for Bruce who turned and shot a disbelieving but amused look at Rhodey who grinned back at him, nudging him with his elbow.

Then they turned serious again as T'Challa asked, "So how big of an assault can we expect?"

His guards moved as he spoke, opening up a path that T'Challa took, leading them away. They followed quickly while Bruce piped up politely as he explained, "Uh, sir, I think you can expect quite a big assault."

"How we looking?" Natasha added, addressing the king with a similarly concerned frown on her face.

"You will have my King's Guard," T'Challa listed, "the Border Tribe, the Dora Milaje, and-" He gestured to the side just as a familiar, dark-clothed man stepped out of the building to greet them by the door.

"A semi-stable, one hundred-year-old man." Bucky grinned. Katie smiled back and then glanced at Steve as he walked forwards, that familiar boyish grin on his face as pulled the man into a hug clapping him on the back a few times.

"How have you been, Buck?" he pulled back to look at his friend. He looked as well as he’d seen him in years. Healthy and dare he say it, happy.

"Not bad," Bucky shrugged looking down at his new black vibranium arm, "For the end of the world.” Katie stepped forward to give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “You look good Buck.” she said, standing back to look him up and down before smiling, something that didn’t escape Steve’s notice. And yes, he knew there was nothing in it, and this was the most inappropriate time to get jealous but still…

“I feel it.” Bucky smiled as Steve slid his arm around his wife’s shoulder. “Goat farming suits me.” With that, Bucky turned to Sam. “Hey man.”

“Frosty.” Sam responded with a jerk of his head.

They left Rhodey, Sam and Bucky with some of the guard to keep watch, and the rest of them followed T'Challa up to the labs where the person who was said to be able to safely remove Vision's stone was waiting. Steve could tell that the rest of the group weren’t expecting that person to be T'Challa's sixteen year old sister, Shuri. But T'Challa had full faith in her, as did Steve after she had managed to remove Bucky's programming.

"Whoa." Shuri blinked as she stared at the hologram of Vision's brain and the stone in awe, "The structure is polymorphic...”

"Right, we had to attach each neuron non-sequentially." Bruce nodded and Shuri glanced at him with a raised brow.

"Why didn't you just reprogram the synapses to work collectively?" She asked looking at Banner. Vision also glanced at the doctor in question.

"Because... we didn't think of it." Bruce admitted sheepishly.

Shuri smiled and Katie had to fight the laugh that was brewing at the Princess’ playful nature "I'm sure you did your best."

"Can you do it?" Wanda asked stepping forward anxiously.

Shuri's smile dropped as she became more serious. "Yes, but there are more than two trillion neurons here. One misalignment could cause a cascade of circuit failures." Her gaze moved to T’Challa “It will take time, brother."

"How long?" Steve asked, straightening up slightly.

Shuri shook her head. "As long as you can give me." She answered honestly and worryingly.

A loud warning siren suddenly started and instantly Katie looked around. General Okoye tapped at something on her bracelet and she looked over at T’Challa."Something's entered the atmosphere."

Seconds later, Sam's voice called over their coms, "Hey, Cap, we got a situation here."

Katie moved over to the floor-length windows of the lab to look out, Steve stood close behind her as everyone followed to see what was going on. In the distance, they could see the plains all around as far as the border stretched to the city. A giant ship descended from the sky and as they watched it exploded high above the city as soon as it touched the shield, causing Katie to jump back slightly. Steve gently caught her, his hands going to her shoulders as his focus remained on the exploding ship which dissipated above the invisible barrier they had flown through.

"God, I love this place." Bucky’s contented sigh rang over their coms.

"Yeah, don't start celebrating yet, guys. We got more incoming outside the dome." Rhodey warned.

More ships came crashing down to Earth just outside the Wakandan barrier disturbing the dust and sand on the ground as they landed. The lab they were stood in shook slightly and Vision sat up.

"It's too late." he whispered and both Steve and Katie turned to look at him as he sat up. "We need to destroy the stone now."

"Vision, get your ass back on the table." Nat replied snapping her head back to look at him as she made her way to the door.

"We will hold them off." T'Challa said motioning to his guard.

"Wanda," Steve spoke up, looking at the young woman, "As soon as the stone's out of his head, you blow it to hell."

Wanda nodded with promise, "I will."

Steve turned his attention back to the window, watching the space ships which at the moment were doing nothing. T'Challa meanwhile, turned to his General and her warriors and began barking orders, "Evacuate the city. Engage all defences."

Steve turned to look at him as the king pointed in his directing before adding firmly. "And get this man a shield!"

Steve gave a small nod before he glanced back out of the window. For 2 years his fighting days had been focussed on simple people. Small groups of nobodies. Now, they were being thrown back into the crazy world of Aliens, AIs…and he knew they were going to look to him for leadership.

He might not be Captain America anymore, but he was still Captain Rogers, still that dumb kid from Brooklyn. And he still wasn’t going to run from a fight.

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To Catch a Thief - Part 10

Summary: Being an FBI field agent was your dream job but having been stuck behind a desk for most of your career you’ve almost given up. Fortunately, a series of robberies with minimal evidence forces you to assist a team in the field to help solve the case. But when the only thing left behind is a series of song lyrics, will you be able to find the perp? Or will the number of obstacles and lack of evidence keep you from solving the case?

Pairing: Peter Quill x Reader

Word Count: 3482

Warnings: Language

To Catch a Thief Masterlist / Main Masterlist

Gamora sat beside you in the interrogation room helping Peter finish the last few touches of his arrangement, which guaranteed his mother safety and him being pardoned for any crimes he committed. Yondu thought it was best to give Peter something in this deal since he was the only one coming forward with information. With one last signature from him, Gamora left the room.

On the surface, Peter appeared calm and relaxed but underneath he had to be a little worried. He reached for the styrofoam cup filled with coffee and took a sip as you begin your questioning. “Now that everything's squared away, I want to know how you managed to pass the polygraph test even though you were guilty.”

“Out of everything that’s what you want to know?” The corner of his mouth turned up not being able to hide his amusement.

“To start, call me intrigued. Mantis is one of the best polygraphers in the country and she wants to know how you pulled it off.” You crossed your arms across your chest and leaned back in your chair.

“The short answer, I got good at believing my own lies.”

“That’s it?” A smirk spread across Peters' lips and he nodded. You didn’t believe him but decided to let it slide for now. “Why don’t you start from the beginning?” You leaned forward grabbing your favorite black pen and tilted the yellow notepad ready to write down any important details.

“Before I begin, I should tell you about my father J’son Quill. He was the infamous Ego.” Peter paused, expecting a reaction out of you but you gave him nothing. “He was apart of Thanos’ crew along with The Collector, but back then he went by Taneleer Tivan. Thanos taught my father and Taneleer everything they needed to know about thieving, and they became unstoppable. After Thanos went into retirement, Taneleer formed his own gang called The Collector and his Trinkets.”

“Did Ego help form this crew?”

“No, my dad didn’t like having big responsibilities, which included me,” Peter breathed. “He only started to come into the picture around the time I turned eight, but when he came to visit it wasn’t your usually father-son bonding time. We didn’t play catch or hit a ball around, instead, he trained me how to be the perfect thief. I was basically my father's protege.”

“What did your mother think of this?”

“She had no idea it was going on. My dad wanted me to keep it a secret because he wanted it to be a surprise for her, so I kept my mouth shut. But, she found out and man was she pissed,” Peter explained, his eyes growing big at the memory. “My mom told him to stop because she didn’t want me to be part of that life. He promised he would, but he was never good at following through with his promises.”

“How long would you say he trained you for? Did he take you on any jobs with him?”

Peter stayed quiet for a moment thinking it over. “I would say about two years. As for the jobs, my dad kept them small. He’d take me to gas stations or mechanic shops, where there was an unsupervised register. Sometimes we would walk down a street or in a park, and he taught me how to pickpocket,” he mentioned, scratching the scruff on his face. “I guess, there’s only one big job I helped him with. He showed up at my school out of the blue after being gone for about a month. He told me I was ready for the big leagues. It was exciting, but I was a stupid little kid willing to do anything to get my father’s attention.”

“What was the job?”

“I’ll get there. Anyways, my dad took me to this abandoned warehouse outside the city. I didn’t know anything about the plan, but my father gave me an earpiece and ordered me to crawl through the ventilation system. He told me what way to go until I reached a small office. I looked behind one of the paintings, and that’s when I found the safe. My dad read me the code while I punched it in and it popped open. I grabbed the box inside, but before I could get away the lights turned on. Turns out the warehouse we were robbing belonged to The Collector.”

“What was in the box?”

“Patience is key.” Peter tapped to his forehead and pointed at you. “Turns out that month my dad was gone he was working a job in London. This job was important to The Collector, so it was important to him. Have you ever heard the name Erik Selvig?” You nodded, remembering the name on Gamora’s necklace owners list. “Erik owned the Aether Infinity Stone necklace until my dad stole it, which put this all in motion.” Peter twirled his finger in the air.

“Wait, The Collector already had one before all this started? That would mean he only needs one more necklace to find,” you exclaimed as the realization dawned on you. You remembered someone mentioning it the night you followed Peter to the warehouse, but it must’ve slipped your mind. “Were you and Ego trying to steal the red Infinity Stone necklace back from him?”

“Yes and yes,” Peter replied. “Ego promised Taneleer he’d steal all the Infinity Stone necklaces for him. Shortly after he stole the necklace from Selvig, my dad decided to learn more about them. He came to realize how valuable they were so he wanted to steal them all for himself. He decided to start with the red stone which is where I came in.” Peter hesitated for a moment before he went on. “At the warehouse that night, I watched The Collector murder my father for his betrayal.”

Your eyes darted to his, but his eyes remained focused on the styrofoam cup in his hands. Peter saw everything. He watched his father die right in front of him. You couldn’t even imagine seeing the last look on your parents face before they died, but Peter did. “I’m sorry, Peter.”

He didn’t answer, but his eyes flashed up to yours for a quick second. “I didn’t cry when it happened. Should I have cried for him, since he was my father? Does that make me a terrible person?" Peter knitted his brows together forming a crease between them. “I could've been in shock and wasn’t comprehending it, or did I finally realized he never cared about me at all? He was just using me because I was a small kid that could fit into places adults couldn’t,” Peter confessed, pressing his lips together in a hard line.

You didn’t move. You couldn’t take your eyes off him. How did you not realize this before? You and Peter were in the same boat. Both of us were used and manipulated by someone we cared about. We were the pawns in other people’s schemes, but if he knew what it felt like to be used why’d he do it to you?

“No it doesn’t,” you whispered, and his eyes snapped up to you. You wanted to keep your emotions out of this, but seeing Peter in this valuable state was painful to watch. He’s always so charismatic and candid, but this was a side of him you’ve never seen before. “Not crying over your father, doesn’t make you a bad person. Yeah, he might’ve been your father, but that doesn’t make him your dad.” He nodded, and you watched his whole body relax as he let out a deep breath.

You didn’t want to continue questioning him. You wanted this to be over, but the few little tidbits about daddy issues, thief training, and The Collector wouldn’t be enough, so you had to keep digging. “Did anything happen after The Collector killed Ego? Did you talk to the police about what happened?”

“I don’t remember much. It all blurred together through the years,” Peter answered, rubbing his head. “The one thing I do remember was Yondu putting me into his squad car and bringing me to the station. He tried to get me to talk, but I wasn’t saying anything. Instead of pressuring me, he took me to his office, turned on the radio, and handed me some crayons and paper. He didn’t say anything he just sat with me. To this day, I still don’t know how the old man got me talking, but I told him everything.”

“Do you know how the Collector got away with it? I mean, how is he still walking free if you explained everything to the police?” You questioned with your eyebrows drawing together.

“The Collectors cousin, Carlo, admitted to it. He told the police he couldn’t live with the guilt. He ended up telling them exactly what happened, but the knife was in his hand instead of The Collectors. They believed him and ignored everything I said except for Yondu. They didn’t look into it any further so case closed.” Peter gave a half shrug, shaking his head.

Carlo gave up his life to protect a guilty man even though Peter told Yondu the real story. They should’ve examined the evidence further and viewed this case from all points of view. This was lazy police work. “What happened after that night?”

“My mom and I moved around a lot never staying in one place for long. She got a job as a traveling nurse, so it helped keep us off The Collectors radar. Her worst nightmare was not being able to protect me from him.” He shifted in his sit folding his hands together in his lap. “About two years later, my mom got diagnosed with brain cancer. She started treatment, which forced us to move back to New York. When the treatment hit her hard, she couldn’t work anymore, so I stole to make ends meet. I knew it was wrong, so I left IOU’s behind signed by Star-Lord. Whenever I got money, I sent what I owed plus interest because they kept me from starving.”

“Did your mom find out about this?”

“No, but if she did she never said anything. I wanted her to focus on getting better and not be worrying about me. The day she went into remission was a relief, but this brings us back to the present, about 17 years later, and her cancer is back,” he sighed, shaking his head in disbelief.

“About four in a half months ago, The Collector finally caught up with us, and he took my mom hostage.” Your jaw dropped at his confession. “He promised me my mother would get the best treatment available, if and only if, I fulfill my father's unfinished promise. He wanted me to pick up where Ego left off, and if I didn’t, he was going to kill my mother. I wasn't going to let that happen,” Peter admitted with his eyes boring into yours.

Peter was telling the truth, he wasn't in this for the money or the glory. He was in it for the sole reason to protect his mother as she did for him all those years ago. Everything finally connected into place. Peter left these lyrics behind to share his side of the story.

Like in the lyrics, Peter had a rough upbringing, but he pushed through hoping things would get better. When they did, he accepted his past and was finally excited about his future. The last lyrics he left put everything into perspective. Peter was on the run from the police as well as The Collector. Peter knew he would get caught at some point, but he wanted to make clear his mother was innocent. He may be guilty of committing these robberies, but it all goes back to Ego and what he made Peter into.

“Shit! I don’t... I had no idea.” You almost reached out to grab his hand, but you stopped yourself. He hurt you, but you still found yourself caring about him. Your emotions were all over the place, but you needed to buckle down and keep this professional. “We’ll do whatever it takes to get your mom back, and I promise….we promise we will keep her safe once this is all over.”

“Thank you,” Peter spoke up. “I know you didn’t see everything.” You tilt your head confused to what he was referring to. “Last night. After I handed over the necklace, I got to see my mom for a few minutes. If you saw her, you would’ve learned the truth.” Your eyes dart down to your notepad feeling a little guilty about this whole mess. “Hey, it's okay. I should’ve come clean the first time I came in it’s.....it’s my fault.”

You nodded, he was right. If he came clean earlier things could’ve turned out differently between the two of you, but it was too late for what ifs. You found out the truth in a bad way and it will take you some time to move on. The room remained quiet for a few more minutes before you continued. “We need to know more to help you.”

“What else do you need? I’m an open book ready to confess all the spoilers.” His eyes connected with yours. He seemed ready to give up everything if he had to.

“We need to know who was all involved in these crimes. More specifically who helped you?”

“There are four guys in charge of me. Ronan, the Collectors right-hand man, makes sure I show up to each thief and go thru with it. Korath is the tech guy. He’s super smart with technology, and I swear, it’s almost like half his brain is a machine with how fast he works. He was able to fiddle with the camera feeds to make sure I got in and out undetected. And to top it all off, he purposely messes up my code name, so that hurts.” Peter pressed his lips together shaking his head.

“Umm....theirs Retch but I don’t know what he does besides get bossed around by the others. The last guy is Taserface,” he laughed. “What kind of name is that? How he thought that was a kickass name is beyond me?” You let out a quiet chuckle with him. “I think he may be extra muscle because he isn’t the brightest character. I mean, how could you be with a name like Taserface,” he chuckled again, forcing you to crack a small smile.

“How did you pull off each thief?” You clicked your pen, ready to take notes as you waited for him to answer.

“I was in Las Vegas for a Bachelor Party, that wasn’t a lie. The other obvious reason was to steal the necklace. I did a few days of recon myself before the heist because this was my first job with these idiots, and I didn’t want to get caught for something they missed. The day of Retch got me the same uniform as the guard, so all I had to do was wear the uniform, knock out the dude, take the keys, unlock the case, grab the necklace, and replace it with the hologram replica the Trinkets created. All while hiding my face from the many many cameras in that casino.

“The theft at Dr. Strange’s resistance was the most challenging because I didn’t get to recon it myself. I had to trust the Trinkets, which is tough to do. Korath hacked into the cameras and alarm systems to turn them off, so all I had to do was crack the safe and get out of there.”

“How would you explain the alibi you gave us?” You asked, narrowing eyes because you heard him in his room that night. How could he be in two places at once?

“Oh, thattt--” he dragged out, flashing you a coy smile “--that was a recording!”

“You recorded yourself having sex.” Your face contorted in both shock and disgust.

“Not my proudest moment, I know--” he held up his hands “--but I had the lady’s consent. It’s not like I did it in secret.”

“Like that makes it any better.” You shake your head at his crazy antics. “So, then when I was knocking on the door you were--”

“Crawling in through the window,” he answered before you could finish.

“That explains your delayed response. How about the necklace in Norway? I know you scoped it out a few weeks prior to you stealing it.”

“Yes, I went two times. I wanted to prepare for the worst case scenario if something went wrong. Ronan did most of the work on this one, but like I said I trust myself more than I trust the Trinkets. The day of Korath played the same video feed on loop for the security cameras and turned off the sensors in the case. I picked the lock then replaced the real necklace with the hologram replica. It was another easy in easy out.”

“Your alibi here was the Tales from the Galaxy Conference you attended in Florida. How do you explain being in the pictures there when you were actually in Norway?”

“What can I say?” He leaned back in his chair putting his hands behind his head. “When The Collector wants something, he will pull all the strings to make sure it happens. With this heist, his techs hacked the site and photoshopped me into the pictures. I wanted to make sure I was there for one whole day so I could talk to people attending the conference, too. This way if you questioned any of them, they could confirm I was there. As for the flights, I flew in and out of Florida, but my trips to Norway were on The Collectors private jet.”

“Of course they were.” You jotted down some notes before he started the story with the last necklace. He explained how it was like the Vegas heist, but it ended up going array in the end. It didn’t matter because The Collector and his Trinkets were able to pull through and have an answer for everything.

“Do you know how they pulled off the camera footage at the pharmacy because it was time-stamped at the time the necklace was stolen?” You asked, tapping your pen on the table.

“The Trinkets must’ve gotten their hands on it and worked their magic.” He wiggled his fingers out in front of him like he was performing a magic trick.

“What’s weird is no one came forward witnessing you at the museum? Like you said you ran into a kid named Ned Leeds, but he never came forward.”

"Best guess, the Trinkets either threaten him, offered him payment, or killed him. It's their tactic, preferably in that order. They do whatever they want without having to suffer any consequences. I've tried to stop it, but it doesn’t do any good," he explained. He was being honest, and you appreciated his cooperation.

“How were you able to find all these necklaces so fast? We had a hard enough time tracking down one.”

“The Collector and his trinkets found them over the course of 20 years. After my dad died, they scoured the Earth searching for necklaces until they found them.”

“Why didn’t The Collector start stealing the necklaces himself? If he knew where they were, why wait?”

“He tried to, but he failed. In all honesty, The Collector’s a terrible thief, and when he grew tired of failing, he decided to blackmail people into doing his deeds for him. He extorted a few fellas to try and steal them, but they failed, too, except for me of course.”

“How come no one has ever heard of his failures?”

“Nobody wants to admit they own an Infinity Stone necklace.” You nodded at his words, remembering Gamora saying the same thing once before.

“But, why go through all this hassle with making up your alibi if he only has one left to steal?”

“Because sweetheart, I’m the best in the business,” he winked at you as a small grin spread across his lips.

“Do you know where the last necklace is? What is it, the orange Soul Stone necklace?”

“No one knows not even The Collector. The books say Valkyrie was the last one to see it, but I don't think anyone has ever found the hidden world she speaks about. For all I know, it’s a myth, and the stories I've read in these books aren’t even true.”

“Okay. One more question, why leave the lyrics behind?”

“As an apology, mostly. I hoped at least one agent on this case would see past the lyrics, and understand I was doing this for a different reason. I’m lucky because I think one of you got my message,” Peter answered with his eyes on you.

AN: Oh snap! Sorry if your head hurts right now. I know this was a lot of information to process since I did get a little carried away....haha!! What did you think of his motive? Were any of you right? Do you think Peter came in to confess on his own free will, or do you think The Collector put him up to it? Anywho, thanks for reading!

#peter quill x reader #peter quill #peter quill reader insert #peter quill au #peter quill image #star-lord x reader #star-lord au #star-lord #guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy vol 2 #marvel #marvel au #marvel fanfiction #gotg #chris pratt #to catch a thief

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Last weeks Marvel comic haul New issues for -Demon Days (last issue 😭) had to grav multiple variants -Devil's Reign: X-Men (also last issue) -Elektra: Black, White & Blood -X Deaths of Wolverine (also last issue) Also picked up this lovely Mantis cover for Avengers Forever . . . #collector #collection #comics #comicbooks #variant #art #newcomics #newcomicbookday #marvel #demondays #devilsreign #xmen #elektra #blackwhiteandblood #xdeaths #wolverine #avengers #Mantis #rebelbase #rebelbasecomics #haul #adammakesmeuseinstagram #mdib #brookemakesmeusehashtags — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/yFpiEqe

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jungibee · 6 years

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Avengers: Infinity War, but my fav ships have children.

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pt.1 pt.2

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trigger warning

.bruce x thor - established relationship

.stephen x tony - established relationship

pt.3

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After the ride to Nowhere, Amaya and the Guardians exited the ship and crept into a complex where the could faintly hear the deep voice of Thanos. Quill put up a fist, signaling the other to stop, but they all kept going, Amaya and Gamora creeping up the closest and peeking around the corner to watch Thanos step on the collector. Amaya heard the sound of a knife being pulled from a holder and turned to see Quill trying to stop Drax from what she could only assume was something stupid, she watched as Peter chased after Drax, still trying to get him to stop and when he got out the Quill’s hold, Amaya then took action, closing her eyes and whispering a ‘stop’, which made Drax freeze and let out a loud yelp, causing everyone to cringe.

Just as they suspected the welp was just loud enough for the attention to be brought on them, everyone ducked down as soon as Thanos turned their way, “Okay Gamora, Mantis y’all go right-“, she didn’t listen cause then Gamora was fighting Thanos. Amaya, Mantis, and Drax, went to try and help, but were turned to shapes before they could even get to the villain and next thing they knew Thanos was off with Gamora.

(sorry maya but it 2:30 in the morning.)

“W-What happened, where’d they go?”, Amaya got up and asked Peter, along with Drax and Mantis, “Peter?”, “He took her, come on let’s get back to the ship before it burns down.”, Peter turned around and sulked back to the ship, the others following behind.

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“So uh, Amaya, is it?”, Drax asked the teen, who just nodded, “Your father said you had another dad, uh, what’s he like?”, Amaya looked Drax with furrowed eyebrows, “Well um, his name is Bruce, he’s um a doctor,” she looked down to her feet and sighed, feeling anxious about her fathers whereabouts and if she’d ever see him again, “and sometime when he gets really angry he turns into this enormous green rage monster.”, she then looked up to see Drax looking at her funny he was about to speak when a voice came over Mantis’ com, “Mantis, listen carefully, I need you to meet me on Titan.”, “Quill you hear that?”, “Uh huh.”

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The donut ship pulled into a dark place and the family was all instantly confused by the appearance of the dark place, “What’s going on?”, Peter asked, “I think we’re here.”, said Strange, “Daddy?”, “Yes dear?”, “I don’t like it.” As they got closer to the ground Tony began to freak, “I don't think this rig has a self-park function. Pete, get your hand inside, this is made for one big guy, so we gotta move at the same time.”, Peter and Tony frantically trying to get there arms in place to steer, the ship going down fast. “We might wanna turn, turn, turn,

turn!”, Peter started yelling. Strange put up protection around his family, everyone trying to ignore Hailey’s screams as they crashed down into the planet.

They landed the ship and everyone was distraught, Strange walking over to his husband, helping him off the ground, “You okay?”, he aske cupping his face, Tony nodded, “Yeah that was close.”, the two looked around and noticed their children were no longer around, “Where are the kids?”, Strange asked but then Peter and Hailey were hanging upside down from the ceiling, “Lemme just say, if aliens end up planting their eggs in my chest or something and i eat one of you I’m sorry.”, Peter said making his sister look to him in disgust, “Dude that disgusting.”, Hailey grimaced, “I do not want single pop culture reference out of you for the rest of the trip, do you understand me.”, Tony warned, “Okay, but i’m trynna say something’s coming.”, then suddenly a grenade blew up sending each family member a different way.

They all watched as a fleet of other guys walked out from an entryway, which lead to the two groups ending up in a semi war. Once everyone had someone captured someone finally piped up, “Everyone stay where you are, chill the f out!”, the guy who was holding Peter then took off this helmet and pointed his gun to Tony, “I’m gonna ask you this one time, where is Gamora?”, He asked out, “Yeah I’ll do you one better, who is Gamora?”, Tony piped, “I’ll do you one better, why is Gamora?”, the creature under Tony pushed. Amaya then took a look at Tony as he took off his helmet and she finally realized who these guys were, “Wait, I know these guys. Put down your guns! I know them!”, Amaya yelled to her fleet, which cause Quill to look to her. Hailey, who had Mantis in lock, then recognized the voice and looked to it, “Amaya!”, she yelped about ready to let go of her hostage, “Hailey, do not let go of that thing!”, her dad yelled to her, “But daddy it’s Amaya!”, the teen girl complained once again, “It’s okay, Stark, they’re with me, you come for Thanos, correct?”, Amaya walked to the center where both groups could see her, “Hey goddess lady, who are these guys?”, Quill asked out, causing the teen male to look at him like he was crazy, “We’re the Avengers man.”, Peter told him, Hailey scoffing from behind, “Not all of us.”, “Hailey, this is your final warning.”, “Whatever, can I let the alien go now?”, Tony nodded at his daughter,making her let go of Mantis and run to Amaya engulfing her in a hug.

“I have missed you so much.”, Hailey said walking along side Amaya, “You saw me like a month ago.”, Amaya replied with a slight chuckle in her tone, “I know, but you were gone in a flash because someone sent you to Norway.”, Hailey pouted staring at Stephen with a death glare, “Sweetie for the last time, we couldn’t risk the possibilities she brought along with her, no offense Amaya.”, “None taken, Mr.Stark.”

“Hey Hailey?”, the goddess asked, catching the attention of the Stark, “I’ve said it once before and i’ll say it again,” Amaya looked at Hailey smirking, Hailey looked up at her and hummed confusedly, “your dad mega fine.”, Hailey looked at her best friend with a stone face and simply deadpanned a, “bruh.”

@cherryhao

#ironstrange #ironstrange fic #iron dad #iron man #stephan strange #doctor strange #supreme family #thorbruce #thor #hulk #bruce banner #gammahammer #thunderscience #peter parker #spiderman #marvel

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latveriansnailmail · 3 years

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Proposed Comics Characters for Marvel Legends

Here's a long ass list of purely comics-based characters we need in the Marvel Legends line. My picks are mostly based on clout but in some cases my own preferences move them up the line, thus Sleepwalker being at the top. Many of these guys I can't believe haven't been made yet, especially given that the likes of Spymaster have.

THE RANK AND FILE

NEW 6" CHARACTERS

Sleepwalker Mephisto Molecule Man Wizard Crystal Baron Mordo Speedball Exodus Vector X-ray 10 Red Ghost Lockjaw (BaF?) Ikkarus Miss America Chavez Sersi Blue Marvel Mister Negative Rom, Space Knight (yes, I know his rights are unnavigable) Hogan Fandral 20 Ghost Rider (Reyes) Collector Grandmaster Blacklash/ Whiplash Nebula Alistair Smythe Deathbird Owl Aunt May Parker Crimson Cowl (Hammer) 30 Moondragon Eric Killmonger Maelstrom Lilandra Damien Hellstrom Master of the World Namorita Prodigy Turbo Titania 40 Diamondback (Serpent Society) Sidewinder Mister Fear Fire Lord Gorgon (Inhumans) Marrow Carrion Karolina Dean Molly Hayes Old Lace Chase Stein 50 Gertrude Yorkes Victor Mancha Rick Jones Edwin Jarvis Shroud Talisman Speed Ancient One Clea Gardner 60 Runner Possessor of the Rune Staff Jolt Random Trapster Triton Mad Thinker Karnak Justice Alicia Masters 70 Mister Immortal Cardiac Xavin w/ three heads: Skrull, male human, and female human Firebird Gravity Black Mamba Gorgon (Hydra) Makkari Pixie Magma 80 Skurge the Executioner Inbetweener Monet Margoli Zardoz Ord Anaconda Surge Dust Anole Rama Tut 90 Mantis Brothers Grim (double packed per wave) Elixir Gilgamesh the Forgotten One Manifold Stingray Unicorn Willy Lumpkin Foggy Nelson Porcupine 100

LEGENDARY RIDERS

Nightmare and Dreamstalker Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur

DO OVERS

Toad Banshee Mandarin Werewolf By Night

NEW COSTUMES (6")

Drax the Destroyer (classic) Silvermane (full bodied cyborg) Kaine (90s) Stature (large but not huge and with pack in miniature) Loki (teen) Billy Kaplan (modern) Brother Voodoo (classic) Spider-man (Steel Spider) Doctor Doom (Future Foundation) Ms Marvel (Danvers, early appearances w/ scarf) 10 Bruce Banner Marvel Boy/ Noh Varr (Young Avengers) Patriot (Young Avengers, domino mask) Invisible Woman (Future Foundation, pack in Franklin Richards) Mister Fantastic (Future Foundation, pack in Valeria Richards) Loki (Kid) Hercules (classic, the old Annihilus one sucked) Mach IV Iron Man (Superior/Axis) Crimson Dynamo (classic) 20 Loki (80s wing head) Black Panther (early appearances, gray gloves) Spider-man (Iron Spider) Thor (classic with open-sided tabard, bearded) Dr. Strange (first appearance) 25

BAF or DELUX

Uatu the Watcher Super Adaptiod Awesome Android Ronan the Accuser (armored) Titanium Man Volstag Manticore Man-Ape (comics) Brawn Champion of the Universe 10 Shaper of Worlds Ironclad Tyrannus Bone-Breaker Bushmaster Box Bi-Beast Rockslide Armor Big Bertha 20 Hulkling (winged) High Evolutionary (but BIG this time) Thing (Future Foundation) Rintah Karkas 25

SUPER DELUX (Multiple wave BaFs)

Surtr Zzzax Shuma-Gorath?

SPECIAL CATEGORY

Atlas (6” or BaF, preferably both)

#Marvel Legends

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I will always come back; Rocket Raccoon x Human!Reader

This request came from my Wattpad account and this was my first attempt to write a romantic oneshot featuring our Favorite trash panda Rocket. Now I took inspiration from the newly opened up Disney attraction after watching some of the videos on youtube GOTG: Mission Breakout so the quotes I have in the beginning belong to the ride I give them FULL credit. Anyways I hope you all enjoy this oh and if you want, fill free to listen to Joan Jett’s Bad Reputation when it comes up in the story :) Besides swearing not really any more warnings for you guys.

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"This is all your fault" snarled Gamora.

"Well at least we get a really cool looking sign" stated Peter. Soon golden words came across his glass screen and he whined out, "ahh man they got my name wrong its Star-Lord, dude. Although they do call me the leader. That's pretty cool".

"Yes because you led down here into this trap!"

"Hey, I thought the tour sounded fun"

"What name do they call me?" asked Drax. As words appeared across his cage. Peter leaned in and said out loud.

"Ahh Drax the Destroyer".

"Ha! That is correct".

"They got his name right".

"That's what bothers you!"

"Well sorry, Gamora Daughter of Thanos". Gamora's eyed widened as she saw the words across her cage and she shouted in rage.

"I AM NOT THE DAUGHTER OF THANOS!!" She punched her cage which shocked her with such high levels of voltage it light up her entire cage and caused her to shake her hand in pain.

"You're not supposed to tap the glass" Peter smart-mouthed.

"DON'T EVEN START!"

"Hey! Would you two keep it down over there!?" Rocket shouted to both Peter and Gamora.

"I am Groot" stated Bab Groot.

"I know! They're so inconsiderate".

"I am Groot".

"According to that you're not Groot, you're a Flora Colossus".

"I am Groot!"

"Don't listen to him. You are Groot" stated Rocket.

"Hey you wanna know what they call you Rocket?" asked Peter.

"I know what they call me. Cybernetic, genetically—"

"Pet Rodent!" Drax then let out a boisterous laugh as Rocket exclaimed angrily.

"ALRIGHT! WHOEVER CALLS ME PET WILL ANSWER TO MY FIST!!"

"I thought you'd be more upset about the Rodent"

"Ain't nothing in the universe like me except me!" The Guardians of the Galaxy had once again found themselves in a serious predicament. Having been tricked by the Collector, they have now become a part of his collection on Knowhere for his profit and gain.

The cages they were in were made especially for them since the Collector had known that Rocket was known for escaping from every imprisonment that he's even been put in. The wires in each cage were hooked up to his Massive generator which gave each cage unimaginable power and any touch of it would deliver a painful shock throughout their bodies. The cages were also elevated at the center of his collection and even if they were able to escape, they would only end up falling into an abyss thousands of feet.

They continued to argue amongst themselves when Groot exclaimed at them to be quiet then Gamora fell to her knees helplessness saying.

"I'm in hell". But as she leaned against her cage, she got shocked again which made Drax chuckle. The Guardians knew that unless Rocket could magically get out of his cage and free them, they would forever be at the hands of the Collector and be a freak-show for the rest of their lives.

Or so they thought.

Unbeknownst to the Collector, there was one member of the Guardian's missing from his collection. And she was currently climbing up the walls of the gantry lift with one of Rocket's guns wrapped around her back. To a normal person climbing up 40-50ft of wall would seem impossible but to (y/n) (l/n) it was next to nothing for her.

*1st Person POV*

The name is (y/n) (l/n) one of the Guardians of the Galaxy. Just to get some of the basic information out of the way I am human but I was taken from my home by black market aliens and taken to the same planet where Rocket and Groot were taken and experimented on. The scientists had given me enhanced strength as well as intelligence like my boyfriend. (Wait what?)

Yeah you heard right. Rocket Raccoon is my boyfriend. After helping them throughout our time together in that hellhole, Rocket helped Groot get some water in his system after finding him dehydrated and just before escaping they helped me when I was being beaten by some of the scientists for sport.

Once I was saved, I escaped with them and the three of us teamed up to drag in any bounties to make as much money as we could and throughout that time Rocket and I began to fall for each other. Of course him being the stubborn ass that he is he didn't want to admit it but Groot actually played Matchmaker and set us up on a romantic starlight dinner and that's when the truth finally came out from both of us.

And I'm sure you guys know what happened next after we had made it to Xandar, if not then go do your research.

Anyways, fast forward a few months after we saved the galaxy from Ronan and to make this long story short, Rocket and I had our usual arguments with each other but the last one we had was so bad that I couldn't even bear to look at him anymore and I walked out on him. Next thing I know, Mantis tells me that the Collector has imprisoned him in his collection and here I am now.

Finally after a long climb, I make it to the Generator's level and I see the power source just ahead of me. I then decided now would be a good time to make my grand entrance. I take out my boyfriend's gun and ready it as I stated.

"I live for the simple things, like how much I'm going to enjoy this". I then pull the trigger and the blast hits the power source which then cuts the entire power off then I wire the speakers and proclaimed.

"Attention K-mart shoppers, this is your savior speaking. Please enjoy our program after this commercial breakout". I then plugged in Quill's Walkman and my favorite rocker girl Joan Jett "Bad Reputation" came on as I raced towards the generator then did a superhero burst out of the glass and fell epically down on top of an escaped flying womp rat.

With my friends' weapons and seeing all the creatures now free along with the Collector's security drones trying to fire at everything in sight. I took control of my flying womp rat by using some wires that I keep at my hip for emergencies like this, I made sure that when it had open its disgusting mouth the wire went inside his mouth and like a rein I controlled his flight patterns.

"Hey Gamora!" I tossed her, her sword and she freed herself from one of the tentacles of an Abilisk. Then after jumping out of the mouth of a gargoyle-like giant behemoth, Drax punched its face which threw it backwards I called out his name and tossed him his daggers.

"Thank you (y/n)! You are a cunning warrior and I am honored to fight alongside you!"

"No prob, where's Rocket and Groot?"

"Last I saw them they were with Quill". I nodded then urged my womp rat onward. Flying a few levels higher, I took notice that Rocket and Quill were overwhelmed by droids as well as the small pestering alien rats.

"Babe!" Rocket turned to me and I tossed him his gun which he caught and readied it before saying.

"Oh—yeah!" He then went crazy firing at the drones. I then leaped off my womp rat and tackled one of the drones and punched my bare hand into its main control and ripped it off then quickly rewired it and used it as my own weapon at any oncoming threat.

"Hey (l/n) you didn't happen to grab my blasters did you?"

"Here you punk!" I tossed him his blasters and he went nuts with them before asking me.

"You didn't really think this through did you?"

"Shut up, okay! At least I'm getting you out of here aren't I?"

"I am Groot!" I then saw a vine tentacle grab Groot and take him towards an enhanced Venus fly-trap.

"Groot!" I took a running start then leaped in the air to try and grab him but I was suddenly grabbed by a three headed snake. Its coils wrapped around me tightly squeezing the life out of me. I could almost hear the sound of my bones cracking that's when I heard Rocket's voice say.

"Hey lizard breath! Get your damn coils off'a my girl!" He then fired at the snake's heads which made them rear back and release me but I ended up falling with no womp rat to get on. But it was then Peter grabbed me and said.

"What would you do without me?"

"Apparently be a pancake". Peter then took me back towards Rocket.

"What's the plan now?" Peter asked me.

"We're going home. Mantis is on the upper level waiting for us with the Milano, get everyone together and meet me up there in a few minutes. I still need to grab some things".

"I'm coming too!" Rocket exclaimed.

"No you're going with Peter!"

"You ain't getting rid of me that easily babe now I'm coming whether you like it or not!" Rocket stated firmly as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Fine but let's go now before creepy mc-bad-hairdo sends in more of his drones. We're gonna make some fireworks". I stated as I ran off. Rocket smirked and stated to Peter before running off after me.

"I love it when she talks explosives".

"You got issues Rocket!" Peter called out.

Throughout various levels of the facility, we each set up bombs and activated them while I had the detonator. I also went ahead and grabbed Peter's Walkman since I knew I'd never hear the end of it if that got destroyed, plus I like hearing some of his music. I then met up with the others at the Milano and saw everyone was there except for Rocket.

"Where's Rocket?" I asked.

"I thought he was with you!" said Peter.

"He was but then he disappeared on me as I was grabbing this for you!" I showed Peter his Walkman and he said.

"Yes! (Y/n) you got my Walkman thanks little sis!" He then went to glomp me in a hug but I sidestepped which made him trip as I scouted the area worriedly. If Rocket didn't come back in the next 1:45 those bombs will set off anyway even without the detonator.

Suddenly Rocket appeared flying up with his jetpack and he landed right next to me.

"So we outta here or what?"

"Yes. Let us be relieved of this haunting environment" stated Drax. We all then aboard the Milano and Peter took the wheel and we took off and with the detonator, Rocket and I together pushed the button and watched as the Collector's office blew up in fireworks. Finally we all left Knowhere and left all of that insane mess behind us and set our course for wherever we wanted to go.

"You really came through for us (y/n), thank you" Gamora stated as she placed her hand on my shoulder. I smiled softly and nodded at her. Drax then stood up and very strongly patted my back once and thanked me just like Gamora did. Groot then came up to me and lifted his arms up to me which made me smile softly and pick him up and I held him close to my chest and in turn he yawned cutely and fell asleep.

"But why? Why did you come back?" stated Rocket solemnly. The rest of the Guardians took that statement as their moment to leave. I passed Groot to Gamora and they all left the room leaving Rocket and I to talk alone.

"Because I wanted to".

"But after that fight, everything I said to you about being a—" I knelt down beside him and kissed his nose before taking his face into my hands.

"Don't ruin the moment alright?" He softly grinned then I continued, "We fight, that's what all couples do. Sometimes fights leave to things being said that aren't really true, and Rocket I was angry at the time but I know you, and I know that everything you said wasn't true, and you know me enough to know I didn't mean any of the things I said about you. And no matter how much we fight, or whatever stupid things we may say to each other, I will always come back to you".

"Same here" he said sincerely as his eyes glistened with tears of love and admiration. "God, when did I get so lucky to find someone like you?"

"I ask myself to same thing every day babe". We both smiled at each other and as we leaned in for a kiss, it was then the annoying buzzing voice of Quill stated out-loud.

"No mutant baby making in my ship!"

"DAMNIT QUILL MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!!" Rocket shouted out. I rolled my eyes and took Rocket in my arms and the two of us just cuddled together for the remainder of the ride.

#gotg #guardians of the galaxy #rocket raccoon #rocket raccoon x reader #mission breakout #romance #rocket raccoon oneshot #guardians of the galaxy fandom #guardians of the galaxy fanfiction

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