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daisyvisions · 1 year

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Daisy my love its like 5am and i woke up because a fucking sparrow was yelling ourside my window and saw your post abt requests and im. Pls. If im not late. May I request (We will never speak of this ever again) hyunjae + 10

Iw ill leave b4 my sleep deprived brain gains coherent decision making skills and unsends this mwah

(My my my, fancy seeing you here Adonis 😏 I hope you enjoy the mess I made for you 💕)

All Planned Out

Member & Prompts: Lee Hyunjae (TBZ) + 10. “Spread your legs wider”

Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI), Roommate! Hyunjae x Fem! Reader, Use of sex toy (vibrator) Oral (f. recieving), Power play? ish?

Extra content warning: ⚠️ this fic contains a cnc kink (aka coercion) but please know that consent is key ALWAYS. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise!

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It was a Friday night, and you were ready to call it a day and get right to your “self-love” routine. You had been preparing for this night for weeks since it was the only time you got a day off from work.

And you made sure it was going to be perfect and according to plan. Bubble bath, lit candles, jazz music, drink your favorite wine, order good take-out, and maybe even use that vibrator you had bought but forgot about over a month ago (yes, because you consider that self-love too).

Everything had been going so perfect, almost everything in your list was checked off except the last segment of the night: using the vibrator.

Just as you were already wearing said vibrator, getting ready to try it out, you hear a doorbell ring. You knew it had been your roommate’s food delivery since you already had yours earlier in the night. You ignored the sound since it wasn’t for you.

Ding… Ding… Ding! Oh my god, where the hell is Hyunjae and why isn’t he answering the door? You decided to put on your shorts and answer it yourself, your vibrator still lodged inside you and the remote on one hand.

“Hyunjae your food’s at the door!” You shout, hoping he’d hear you from wherever the hell we was. As you’re walking down the hall you place the vibrator’s remote on the kitchen counter so you could get the delivery outside.

While you were making your way to the door, Hyunjae emerges from the bathroom just having finished his shower. The moment he got out of the bathroom, he sees an unfamiliar pink device on the kitchen counter. Curious about what it was he decides to walk towards it and hold it in his hand. What the hell is this? He wondered as he pressed the button without thinking.

Suddenly, he heard a strange noise coming from the entrance of the door. Huh? He presses it again and hears the moan once more. He peaks out at the hallway to see you, holding his food delivery but frozen in place.

“Oh, y/n! Thanks for getting me my foo- are you okay?” He raises his eyebrow. Of course you’re not. Your vibrator suddenly moved while you were closing the door. “Yeah I’m f-fine”. It was a real pain trying to walk back to the kitchen and not make a sound.

“Okay, anyway do you know what this is?” You look up at Hyunjae, trying not to make it obvious of what was happening down at your core but your gaze suddenly whipped at the object he was holding.

“Wait Hyunjae don’t touch tha-” he pressed another button again, making the vibration increase in speed. You suddenly grasp the edge of the kitchen counter and let out a loud moan.

The look on Hyunjae’s face was in pure shock, he was practically freaking out on why you had made such a lewd noise so randomly. It took him a matter of seconds to realize that the device he was holding was the reason why you reacted that way, making him grin from ear to ear.

“Since when did you have things like this y/n? hm?” He presses a button once more, making the vibration at its highest setting.

“Fuck- Hyunjae stop!”

“Nah I’m good. I like watching you like this.” giving you an incredibly cocky smile.

“Jae- please! Oh my god!” You try to control your reactions, trying not to egg him on further.

“…and what if I dont?” he responds back. You were starting to feel out of it that you couldn’t even think straight anymore. “Please. Please stop” you plead.

“…Only if you allow me to replace that toy with my mouth instead.” He looks at you dead in the eyes. You knit your eyebrows in confusion and couldn't get any coherent word out of your throat.

“Answer?” He lifts up the remote in his hands, practically waiving it infront of you as he waits for your reply.

“O-okay! okay! Just turn it off!” He follows your plea and presses the button again, shutting off the vibrator. You lean over the kitchen counter, trying to catch your breath. You hadn’t noticed Hyunjae pocketed the remote in his pants and walked right behind you, up until you feel his hard on press against your ass.

He quickly turns you around and lifts you to sit on the counter. He suddenly pulls your shorts off and the vibrator out from your core. You whine at the sudden emptiness inside you. He quickly dives into your pussy, licking one fat stripe between your folds with the tip of his tongue grazing your sensitive bud. You groan as you feel your hips jerk towards him.

“Spread your legs wider.” He commands and you instantly place your feet on the counter, spreading your legs far apart as much as you can while leaning back on your bent elbows with your glistening core fully out on display for Hyunjae. Oh how he wish he could take a picture of you like this right now.

He lowers his head and starts eating you out deliciously, his hot breath and his glorious tongue moving inside you has you seeing stars. “Just so you know-” He pauses to look up at you and you look back at him with hazy eyes,

“You don’t have to use toys anymore while I’m around”. There goes your Friday night plans out of the window.

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heyhihellowhatsup0 · 1 year

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They said the TV show is an anthology and every season they're gonna talk about a different mental illness to raise awareness about it. But I agree that taking "inspiration" (what does that even mean ? where is the limit between real facts and the fictional inputs?) from Billy Milligan stories but half ass it is giving me the ick. I'm all about talking about DID, but I'm not sure doing all this and turning it into a murder mystery thriller was the best way to do it. 🤐

And about Tom, I kinda understand why the fandom died a bit. Most of us started following him back in 2017 for Spider-man. Back in the day, he shared so much of his life and we got to see glimpses of his personality through interviews, and every single year we got press tour and him attending events and being more open of social media (it started with hoco era, then iw era + ffh filming, then ffh era, then cherry era..). But for the past few years he's barely "out there" so it's harder to connect with him if that makes sense ? But personally I'll still follow him because Im too deep in (😅) even if he only appears 2 times a year, the less we see the better I guess, I'm gonna enjoy it regardless

I’m for talking about mental illness/disorders etc to spread awareness for those who don’t know about it. DID is one of those where most people (myself included) don’t know a whole lot about it and to me, shows like this give it this like “it’s evil” perception. Which obviously I haven’t watched the show to say that’s true but that’s the vibe I get and I feel like we could’ve picked another story to get some awareness out there…especially since alot of Tom’s fans are so young and impressionable, they may get the wrong idea about certain things…but again I really don’t know much regarding the show yet to fully judge

And yeah Tom has grown a lot since Hoco…he’s almost 27 so he’s changed a lot which is understandable. These things happen and I can only imagine it’s probably worse when you’re under a spotlight like he is.

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disfrutarconleo · 4 months

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I couldn't log into my old account, so I made this one.

I needed someplace to put all these, when I go to work and get bored so I just freeform write things.

Ok new day, I had some crazy nightmares last night (thanks emdr) and I totally forgot to feed the cat so I gotta run home on my break and feed him. I feel so bad ahhhhh. Hopefully he will be okay until 2. And then gotta change the cat litter for have and clean up her mess. What a goon. I hope she doesn’t always do that. Made some solid weekend plans which feels good. getting some food w meg and then maybe hanging w Oscar? Not sure. I still am hurt about the whole ch situation. And I keep checking to see if they unblocked me. Fuck them it doesn’t matter. But apparently getting mad isn’t letting it go. How do I do that? god the nightmares were so annoying last night I feel like I barely got any sleep. Im hungry, I need a little snack. I didn’t do a very good job shopping but hey at least I got some food. im ready for my weekend and I want to go home already gahhhh. I also get a little bummed out no one really texts me but also im starting to get to a place where I don’t want to hear from anyone, especially if its someone that is just randomly hitting me up aka they’re not someone consistently texting me.

Omg yay I actually got off for Nola. I gotta get my wheels aligned and my oil changed but that should be it. Tomorrow Ill get my tires fixed and get my meds, Sunday will be a day of chill (literally) I feel a spike in my blood sugar which gives me energy and I get a lil hyper but its 12 I have 2 more hours until I can go home

Sometimes I start thinking about what I would have done differently in my other relationships. How I would have acted or what I wpuold have Done as acts of service to like, ward off them leaving me. But this feels like intellectualizing my relatinships. Which im trying to get away from. Can I just accept that they didn’t work out, regardless of who was at fault? Not really because then I just blame myself and get into a bit of a spiral. I’m trying to shut people out, or just remove them from my brain as much as possible. I don’t wanna think about meme or ch or k or a or anyone really. I feel like it’s my responsibility to push those people out push the memories down. So I can forget. I miss them all, in some ways. maybe I miss the person I was when I was in a relationship. The kindness, the love. Something. I want to find that person again, without having to see it in someone else. I want it to just be me me alone. Whoops I got Too Real and started crying. Man. I am such a cryer. When is that gonna change? Probably never. Ive had ex gfs tell me that they love how soft I am, how much I can cry. Do I need to just be with people that can cry too? People with oceans inside them, with rivers and lakes. My cancer moon tends to take over. I can’t help it. Love me love me don’t fucking leave me but honestly do leave if that’s what makes you happy I want you to be happy (with me please)/ my therapist asked me who would I be if wasn’t trying to always please other people and the truth is I don’t have a clue. Maybe the person I was when iw as a kid, climbing trees and running barefoot down the sidewalk. When did I change? How did I change? Maybe it’s something that happened as I grew older…more burdened with society, who knows? i think I want to be in a relationship but really I don’t want to, im scared of messing up and sliding further into sadness and depression. I just type and type and hope I can be okay, I need a freaking blog or something. Maybe I should start posting on Tumblr again? Lmao. What a trip let me see if it’s still up. Mani totally forgot my old spam email password so im going to have to start a new one/ that’s okay with me

WELL HERE WE ARE

got lunch in about half an hour, so I can tcob. I think people will find me (stupid instagram) but maybe I'll just change this before that can happen.. I'm so fucking hungry and I need to get better about packing breakfast. or snacks at the very least. when I went to the grocery store yesterday I sure got some shitty food. but at least im eating again. but I might need to chill on the food, just because I know im gaining weight again. there was a minute there where I was doing well, but I'm back to not doing so hot. mentally also I need to get back to taking my meds regularly.

whoops I just found out that there's some queer Memphis bullshit happening at cameo . I wish I could go sometimes but also....that's probably not a great fucking idea. I don't even like it there. and im not really a lesbian I think. kinda exist outside of there. man. depression sets in so quickly . almost time for lunch. im hungry, I bet knight is hungry ahh im sorry I feel bad, there's likeONE thing I had to do this morning and I totally forgot. also what the heck I don't want to wake up to texts at 6am from my father. that's like prime sleeping time. gonna start putting my phone on DND. I used to have it where ch was the only person that could get through my dnd. and maybe it's still like that? not sure, since I don't have their number saved anymore. god...what a sad time. idk. I just feel ...you know? its hard to say is all. I think I'm done here for now. can you still edit these? I guess I can always double or triple post. who cares?

ok, guess I can edit. I started crying again on the way home. I'm feeling like I wanna be around friends just so I won't get too sad. I guess im just really...thinking about the ch situation. I get sad thinking about what it looks like when I see them again, or if I never see them again. I know im spiraling! gotta just tell my brain to shut off when this starts to happen. I want a reason for why im feeling the way I do. what's wrong with me?

sometimes I wanna unalive still. its def not as intense as it used to be...but I do consider it. not planning or anything. just still get hit with overwhelming emotions and it feels exhausting.

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nothing-a-good-nap-cant-fix · 8 months

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i hate them i hate them i hate them i hate them why do they always do this. i hate my dad why is he always like this why is he always like this why is my mom always like this. he starts saying about how we're such bad people because we laze around all day and that we're always messy and dirty and that we're just lazy fucks and thats all he ever says about us. he always thinks we're dumb and stupid. and our mom always says we should do more that what we're already doing isn't enough that it's "what we should be doing" and that we should do more do more do more i hate her i hate her i hate her whats wrong with everyone i hate my sisters i hate my parents i hate everyone i hate everything why does this always happen why are they always like this why why why why i hate this i hate everything i wanna leave i wanna leave. i wanna leave. i work so hard just so i can escape this fucking place and i have to keep telling myself that its for me its for me. i should work hard to finally leave. if i work hard in my studies i cna leave i can leave i cna leave i want to leave. Why is my mom staying home. I hate it when she stays home. I wish she'd gone on her trip for a month. Now she's just gonna go on and on about how we're messy and stupid and don't even know how to do basic chores. i never asked to be part of your fucking family i never asked you to be stupid and get pregnant in college i never asked for you to keep me fucking alive fuck you fuck you fuck you i never asked to be here i never asked to live with you fuck you. fuck you fuck you fuck you i hate you i stopped loving you years ago fuck you.

I fucking hate this. My only safe place is the fucking bathroom and even that isn't safe enough. I can't stay in here too long or else my dad will notice and start getting mad at me again and say that I'm trying to escape again and that I'm on my period and acting immature. i hate this iw anna cry and i cant even cry or else theyll see and theyll make fun of me everyone will make fun of me. i have to keep telling myself that its worth it. that all my hard work will be worth it and ill finally escape. I need to earn money now. But im too scared. I already have social anxiety to deal with and i cant i just cant. 2021 i thought i finally escaped to a safe place only for me to realize im fucking stupid. of course they arent safe. Of course they were just like them. i thought they would understand but they didnt. they only infantilized me and made me feel like i was stupid and useless. it felt even worse being with them. And now i can hear my mom getting mad. Fuck fuck fuck of course my sisters dont know that shes unsafe that they shouldnt even trust thwir emotions around her whats wrong with them dont they understand its unsafe never show your emotions around her. but theyre stupid. i understand. they think shes still their mom. they think that she actually loves thwm. i understand. but that means i should leave them behind too. theyre too attached to mom and still see her as a mom. okay. theyre stupid. im going to escape and im not bringing them anymore. they think mom still cares. she doesnt. dad doesnt care. he never even wanted to be here. If he had a choice he would never choose us.

Fuck fuck fuck i want to cry my time is up here i cant stay too long anymore theyll notice theyll notice i dont wanna leave but i have to what choice do i have i have to get yelled at again i have to get yelled at again i have to just stay quiet again fuck fuck fuck fuck i hate them i want to just run away fuck i have to go now i have to leave fuck fuck i want to run away i want to leave i dont want to get out the bathroom please please please i want to feel safe for once.

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voyeuristicvixen · 11 months

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Capts Log No.40_ SoulGlooooo

This month so much has happened in short amount of time I must say! We have been hard at work planning and preparing for the Juneteenth Jam Fest this month which has been going quite well because we are just going with the flow and letting things plug in where they fit in. Gigi and I work really well together because we are both intuitive, but also we are super sensitive and reflect off one another because we’re so similar and so different at the same time. I am absolutely grateful for our relationship and the way its growing and shifting. Its unlike any I have ever had before, and that’s refreshing!

Shes really a maternal mentor for me on the grid now. I look up to her and admire her strength, compassion and realness! And she knows how to RUN THINGS, OKAY! I am blessed with such amazing parents on the grid! Real. I think one thing that is important for anyone seeking parents on SL to remember is that everyone has RL that , for a balance person, must remain the priority in ones life. That being said, it’s unfair, really for anyone to expect someone to always be available to you to RP or play the role that you are expecting from them. I think its important to be clear about what your mental health capacity is and what you are going through personally, the more vulnerable you can be the closer you can become to people and connect and be able to trust that they wont leave you hanging or abandon you. Use your intuition and take your time. I never thought to myself that “I want SL parents” but I did intend to find family. I thought it would be with Wav, us being parents and building that way. But source had another experience in store for me on the grid I never thought would happen for me!

So yea we been getting all the details ready for Juneteenth Jam and people have already begun to set up their vending booths! Its dope af to me, I really am praying this event will plant seeds of unity and engagement amongst like minds and good people on the grid. No drama, no inner wound triggers or illusions of division keeping us from sharing and enjoying the fact that we are more alike than different amongst the afro-indigenous diaspora. (I started rambling so I cut that half out and moved it to the end of this blog post, I am just like my pops we can go on and on about the movement and why its important lmao) The point I was saying is Juneteenth will be litty! Plain and simple, gunna be so much fun! We’re gunna have dancers, mystory foods, art, and even have H.E.R performing! All are welcome it will be on the Meroe Museum campus.

Now I am offering Aura photos at the botanica for 500L so join the group iw for Starseds. so that you can get notice, or join mystory ad group ill also advertise in there too. Here are a couple examples,which one do you like best? Closer up or the second way?

My aura giving big creative with the intuitive touch.

Inari is such a flirty cosmic tantric bae. Haha. I love.

There is a whole set up at TheBlvd where you put your palm to be able to capture your aura this how it go.

I was happy to finally get back into editing and filming things. I am excited to I continue doing more and exploring whatever ideas my mind whats to express.

This oast week i discovered the oldest structure in SL, its called “The Man” on Philips Hill http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Natoma/59/209/45 (here goes the rest of my diaspora unification rant ) We all share so much and the more we can work together and show unity in all ways of life the more we can generate the healing we need for our people. Through example. Even if its just RPing what our utopian societies would look like, or just RPing living together in unity haha simple things have big impact. Makes one think “how can I replicate this experience in my day to day?” Thats why I love the way SL is advancing, giving POC creators more visibility and making more initiative to have people make connections again, which to me was the core beauty of SL, how connections can be made! [end rant]

I applied and got into the new Mentor program with SL and thats the vibes that my app was giving haha,and its real. 12 years on the grid I experienced quite a bit. XD I find these places my OG way just exploring on the map and I thought to myself, of course I run into these places. SL is an extension of the spiritual journey it is like reflection of the astral plane in a digital landscape.

SL got Soul.

#secondlifeblogger #secondlife #secondlifeblog #ladyfoxeyhendrix #blackgirlbloggers #blackgirlgamers #metaverse #virtualworld #secondlifephotography #secondlifedestinations #secondlifeevents

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todayisafridaynight · 6 months

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Oh yeah also to be exact for stream purposes, average playtime from all 60 reviews is 10-12 hours, but total range is 8-15, double for a 100% playthrough. You do have to progress in the side content to progress in the main story (complete x missions/get x points/get to x rank type of deal), and you'll probably want to progress in the side content to level up since it's money-based and that's the fastest way to make money. I'm pretty sure the variance comes from getting sucked into the side content (probably not likely for your playstyle) or having trouble with the bosses at a lower level (they're apparently pretty hard this time).

It also looks like the Infinite Wealth demo is split into two (an adventure mode with the extra cutscenes and another one that's basically the demo we've seen around). Adventure mode Allegedly doesn't have proper saves at the time of writing (this was an annoyance for one reviewer so I assume it's long enough to warrant that), so it's worth taking that into account too. Anyway that's about it lol don't quote me on any of this because my brain just shut off after a certain point <3

OK BET TYSM CHAMP YOURE A LIFESAVER soooooo doing Quick Maths in my brain i might divide the stream up in two if i start playing at 4:30PM and i plan to marathon it.

ill take a break 3:45 - 5:45 saturday morning since that's a part of my regular routine and ill feel weird if i dip on it. I Dont Need Sleep but god forbid i skip out on all That apparently. plus it's a good break period to get exercise in and move around LMAO

going from 4:30PM -> 3:45AM's like.....10~11 hours... so that's about halfway through the game if i get entranced by side content... if we do somehow finish it all in one shot then we can just do the IW stuff after my routine.. epic.. it prob wont be any longer than an hour if that so stream- AUSPICIOUSLY THINKING- should wrap up around 7~9AM saturday.

#snap chats #and then when its all done ill take the longest nap of my life afterwards LMAOOOOO #jk. ill prob sleep for like. a minute. imagine if i did art stream later LMAOOO NONONO maybe sunday.. if im really ill bout it..#some are wondering Snap Are You Physically Capable Of Doing Thaat and to that i say Yes. Yes I Am.#i didnt grind out buzzsaw mill raids on gaiaonline over night for nothing.. im a Gamer in my soul... a bad one but a gamer nonetheless..#i did it for ishin i can def do it for gaiden- esp if theres an audience and i have people to chat with #also the Break Time will be a great cut off point for recording so people who can't/don't want to show up for the stream can watch it #see it's all going according to plan..... it's all going swimmingly.....#i like how generous im being with my gaiden time. girl we know im gonna suck and take longer LMAOOO WE AINT DOIN IT IN 8 HOURS #maybe ill 100% gaiden off stream or somn if the side stuff really ropes me in #also im late as balls answering this OOPS my friends came by the dining hall and we all chatted. and apparently im going to aldis tomorrow #DONT KNOW HOW THAT HAPPENED but i needed something from the store #just one thing thats it.... i thought of buying snacks and the sort for gaiden but i aint gon subject people t me eating on stream #ill just go with my wack meal prep idea from before LMAO #anyway SIXTY REVIEWS THATS HEINOUS godspeed brother... thank you for your hard word ill do my best to make your work not go in vain #idk HOW but. i'll try not to be lame and low energy during stream I GUESS THATS ALL I CAN DO #boo about Money Aspect returning BUT ILL BE OPTIMISTIC. i wont let that sour me until i see it #i wonder how long the IW demo will be- what it'll HAVE if people are upset about the lack of saves #again i dont think it'll be terrible long- an hour is my min so id be surprised if it reaches two hours #it'd be epic if i could do all of gaiden before my routine since then i can cleanly divide the stream but we'll see

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youngbugandtonystank · 2 years

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Morgan makes no sense IMO. I cannot imagine Tony having the mindset to have kids after what happened to Peter. He'd be too scared because he "failed" his first one (Peter). Why would he risk "failing" another? He wouldn't. You can argue he "recovered", but losing a child isn't something you easily recover from. Plus, we've seen that Tony's had trouble with PTSD already. Attempting another kid wouldn't help recovery IMO. Okay, I think I'm done sending asks. Sorry for spamming you.

The thing about Morgan, is that they did dirty to this kid too. They should've brought this child much later, not in the middle of a post-apocalyptic world where everyone is mourning and having the breakdown of their lives.

Disclaimer: lmao I have to leave these because later some angry anons want to beat the hell out of me hahaha. This is just my opinion yall, you don't have to agree or take this as a fact. It's just a personal opinion.

What Endgame basically told us is that Tony bargained Peter with Morgan as a way to cope with the loss.

'I got my second chance right here, Cap. Can't roll the dice on it.'

A child should be conceived not as a way to cope with someone's death but out of the desire of having it under the right conditions, just like at the beginning of Infinity War, Tony was excited about having said child and the time would've been great for them especially because they were about the get married. Endgame practically told yall -Here, he's married just like you wanted, here’s the child yall asked for and now he can die, satisfied?-

Grief, in some determined occasions, takes the form of negotiating with the universe to prevent the source of grief. The same Tony who couldn’t sleep after New York, the one who couldn’t stop thinking about the biggest threat out there for years, the Avenger that walked with never ending paranoia in his mind, the one that told Steve in CW that he didn’t want to stop being Iron Man, the one that prepared himself in every possible way for that said threat, failed. And that failure took the form of denial and bargain instead of acceptance, he was never going to be ok with what happened in IW (it’s not who he is), this is why Tony was already working on the time machine concept, it is clear from the discussion between him and Scott that, that wasn’t his first rodeo with the idea. He tried to live as if he was having the happy family he ever wanted (not saying he doesn’t want Pepper or Morgan, I’m saying he had those things at the wrong time and therefore, he couldn’t enjoy them like he wanted to). Some could say ‘and this is why he enjoys his family more because he values human life on a new level and understands the significance of loss in a deeper way now’ but what happened in IW wasn’t a normal tragedy, it was a world-changing cataclysm and Tony would never give up an opportunity to try and fix things, he was pretending he could live that way (denial).

And Pepper called him out on it ‘but would you be able to rest?’ because she knows. This is not healthy grieving. Imagine Tony full of guilt, pain, remorse and his mental stability in hell: 'What a great time to have a kid :D might as well have a child since I lost the last one!' messed up af. He put Peter's picture in the freaking kitchen, where he would see his face every single day every time he’d wake up. This is mental torture. Tony was haunted, asking a man who is essentially mentally destroyed to enjoy his life in the middle of chaos it’s like asking a depressed person to just smile to cure their illness. It’s not that easy.

They made Morgan a do-over of sorts because Tony feels like he gets to have a second chance with her but is this really fair to Morgan? He was covering up Peter’s loss with Morgan and not many are willing to accept this because they refuse to see that these writers/directors were too greedy to care about character development, instead they cared more about Oscar nominations, beating Avatar, getting the applause from the average critics saying ‘wow! they do have the balls to take these risks!’, etc. Look at Steve Rogers lmaooo fighting for Bucky for years to the point that he’d even become a war criminal for him and fight all of his teammates to just let that opportunity go in EG HAHAHAHA no fucking sense.

The reality is, as much as people like to pretend they really care about some issues (mental illness, right representation, etc), and the whole campaign they do online about how much they care about them (reblogging stuff, retweeting, making posts about it, making videos about it etc). That ‘caring’ goes out of the window the minute something on screen that they really want or like appears (could be a character, a ship, a storyline, etc). We are all like this. All of us lmao. Take this example:

Far from home: instead of focusing on spideychelle, they should’ve let them develop and let Peter heal first since Peter went from fighting the Vulture to fighting one of the most dangerous warlords in the galaxy, then he died and then he watched Tony die.

Someone who is not biased would tell you: ‘you’re right, damn. I wanted the right mental health representation that a character like Spider-Man can give us’.

Whereas a shipper would tell you: ‘It’s a fucking movie and they’re teenagers, just enjoy it’.

And this happens to everyone when it comes to something they like, while some love it, some others are not going to agree. Many didn’t like NWH because it completely erased Peter’s journey with Tony and some others are celebrating it because they hated Tony and Peter’s connection. Same here with Morgan, some people don’t like her because they think it was rushed and took away Tony’s time to grieve and some others are happy because they wanted Tony to have a baby with Pepper and are satisfied with it even if they don’t get more content.

To get to that point (where you are strongly biased about something), you need to understand that disliking a character or a storyline doesn’t come from blatant self-interest, it comes from hint-at expection. They misdirected their audience with a negative outcome. The writers promised the audience something from the characters because of their previous stories portrayed in their own movies and they jumped over those because they couldn’t agree on how to handle them (because they cared more about other things). The writers and directors saying contradictory things about the plot proves that.

#morgan stark #peter parker #tony stark #iron man #irondad #spiderson #spider-man #endgame #mcu #marvel #pepper potts #no way home

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sweetsbfreex · 3 years

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my baby, my baby

brought to u by me watching IW for the millionth time

Summary: You ask Steve for one thing before the fight against Thanos (IW), but for the first time in however long he denies you of fulfilling this wish.

Warnings: language?

Pairing: Nomad, Bf!Steve x thanos daughter!reader

He was manning the quinjet, not all the way true. Sam was flying the jet to Wakanda, Steve slumped in his seat beside Sam, in deep thought. His chin is set into his palm, his arm sitting up on the armrest, and his palm covering half of his mouth. Looking further down his leg was jittering steadily.

What would happen next was a pretty big deal, none of you on the jet knew what could go wrong. So obviously tensions were at an all time high in this cooped up jet.

You rise up from your seat between Wanda and Nat. Walking yourself behind Steve’s chair. Your pointer finger taps his embellished shoulder, separating him from his apprehensive thoughts. He looks up at you and the creases that were once prominent in his forehead evaporated.

You don’t utter anything, only nudging your head behind you.

Follow me to the back.

Is what’s reciprocated when he too gets up from his seat, letting Sam know he’ll be up front in a second. Once you turn, he follows you down the small aisle to the side “room” away from all the prying ears.

Finally.

You step into the room first. You weren't going to lie, your heart was beating with so much force and it only grew as he walked past you into the room. You close the door behind you, turning, so you're facing Steve's attentive figure.

You only smile at him to some extent, prompted to show there were no ill intentions to asking him back here. When you see how nervous he looks, as you take his hand seating the both of you to a bench against the wall.

Your knees tenderly touch. He clears his throat coercing you to go on, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

“You alright doll?” he asks you, in a gentle manner. Taking the already linked palms shifting it from your lap to his. His other hand blanketing your combined hands.

“I’m okay. Are you?” you ask the question hesitantly, raising your spare hand to move aside the hair that fell over and veiled his eyes. You desperately wanted to make sure you got a good look at his face. You loved his face.

His cheeks go plump in a charming smile, and his hand squeezes yours back.

His hair was long. Longer than you would’ve ever imagined Steve would let it be. Either way you loved every inch of the gold locks. Yet, everytime you told him how much you loved it, despite his insecurity and slight annoyance with it. He'd always fall into a rampage down memory lane. Telling you how his late mother would've hounded him about the upkeep of his hair.

You adored that about him too. Loved, that he loved so hard and so full. He’d never forget the ones he loved no matter what.

“I’m swell, you don’t need to worry about me” he tells you.

You didn’t believe him one bit and you weren’t going to push him about it. You knew how he was...stubborn as ever. But, it was also ,by and large, your job to worry about him–– after loving him of course. Contrary to what he would say (Which was vice-versa.)

“We’re gonna be okay...okay? But I have something to ask you. And you can’t get mad.”

“I’m not promising that, but we won’t shout. We’ll talk it out–– whatever it is”

It was the best you were going to get from him and time was closing in on you guys being able to be like this, anway.

“I know how you are, but this is a really critical thing we're fighting for here. So, unless I'm in some type of grave danger. I don’t want you worrying about me on the field. No matter what...Make sure he doesn’t get that stone.” Your voice lets you down towards the end, starting to get scratchy and low.

He stands up in no time. His hands going to his belt, then to his hips, he finally raises one hand to run against his beard.

His facial hair, another thing in the endless things you loved about Steve Rogers.

When the stubble he usually shaves away kept growing into a full beard, it surprised you both. You in a hot kind of way, he became more adoring by day when decided to stop shaving.

You walked in on him one day. He was facing the scratched up mirror in a bathroom in a dingy hotel room. Running his fingers against his face, the other clutching onto the edge of the counter. Tilting his head back and to, eyes shifting as he looked over his face. It was another part of the effect of the serum he didn’t expect would happen.

Telling you a story as he wandered down memory lane again. How he had problems growing stubble as a sickly kid–– so behind on puberty. He even watched Bucky grow his first “stache” at sixteen, but that came to an abrupt stop when Bucky’s mother made him shave it off.

Steve thought It was weird to think that he could now also.

You were still sitting on the bench. Swiveling your body so you were facing your boyfriend, looking up at his fidgeting build with care.

Feeling like a child waiting for their parents to dispute whatever impending punishment they would grant.

“Why would you ask me that?” he finally, finally disrupts his silence. Scoffing at the offensive question.

He doesn’t look at you with anything negative, only confusion.

“Because. I don’t want you jumping in front of whatever it is in front of me...I know him, he’s my dad. He’ll do anything to get what he wants, even if it means I die.”

When Steve told you that it was actually Bruce calling and told you what he said. He looked at you baffled when the shirt you were about to put on dropped from your grasp.

Once you told him you had knowledge of Thanos and how you knew him, there was a pregnant silence in the air.

If anything it filled the rage towards Thanos in Steve even more, by the time you finished.

“Are you listening to yourself?” he questions you in disbelief, lips stuck in a sneer.

“Please. Just please, angel.” you maintain.

You don’t answer either of his questions and he truly hates that. He stays silent for a bit watching your seated figure, looking up at him with the saddest eyes you’ve ever given him. His puzzled eyes shift down to your bobbing leg and your hands wringing together with so much speed and anguish.

He could probably throw up right now.

And when he shifts his eyes up again, you keep that same look on your face waiting for him to say anything.

He sighs dejectedly, dropping his hands to his side, and walking himself back over to you. He sits closer to you than before. Extending a gloved hand to caress your cheek before fixing the flyaways from your sleek ponytail.

“I can’t. You’ll always be my priority, and I won’t promise something like that sweetheart” he tells you this languidly. His thumb starts to rub circles against your cheekbone, to calm you down, when he catches the way your eyes widen at his admission.

“Steve!” your voice breaks. So shocked, you can’t hold back the tears that build up and fall slowly over your face.

You couldn’t believe this. He’s supposed to love you. Time and time again he’d always remind you how much he loves you and how he’d do anything for you–– too hard to say no to you, his words. Thinking this over you pull your face away from his hold, looking down at your taut hands. This wasn’t a silly death wish. You had to make sure your father didn’t get what he desired, no matter what.

He hates having to watch you cry, but he doesn’t have much of a choice now. He needs to stand his ground, there was no way he would be arguing about this. And he does this, grabbing your face with a light hand, so you were face to face again.

"I love you so much. And if I have to choose between letting you die and Thanos losing. Or you living and watching the universe crumble, you know exactly what I'm gonna choose. I'm not losing you, not if I have anything to do with it"

Albeit how dumb it sounded, there is no notable instance in his life where’d let you perish over him.

“You’re not thinking this through” you hiccup.

“It’s you, isn’t it? There’s not much to think about” he smiles at you and as you look at him you can see his eyes glazing over.

His statement only causes you to cry more. You feel nothing but the pain in your heart and the repositioning of your body. It takes you a moment to realize you’re settled on his thighs sideways. His well built arm warmly wraps around your shoulder, your temple rests against his shoulder, and his lips are placing light kisses to the crown of your head.

You incline your head, “I love you too much” you say in an awed whisper, raising a hand to twirl in the strands at the back of his collar. Following that, you let your hand spread across the back of his neck pulling him down for a kiss.

“After this we’re done okay? We have our pardon and are going to buy whatever house you want to get. I’m gonna buy you the prettiest engagement ring money can buy, Gonna get whatever animals you want,” you chuckle at that part.

If there was one thing Steve learned while living incognito with you is that you’d save any animal if you were able to. Always stopping whenever you passed by any animal in need in the drary streets. Looking up at Steve, who’d always have to remind you that neither of you could give it the life it deserves right now. Opting to only go to the nearest convenience store to buy whatever safe animal food in sight.

His hand immediately clutches your face to wipe away the tears that fell without pattern. His smile grows fonder when you do the same. “‘Can paint the house whatever we decide...maybe even get a house big enough to fit the kids we’ll have?” he tells you the last part in such a timid manner, bearing one of his hands to clutch yours. His thumb running over your knuckles at full tilt.

The only thing you were able to give him was a stunned look. So shocked you were unable to react like a normal person.

You squeeze his hand tight only being able to stutter a “really?”

“Of course. I want to have a bunch of small Rogers with you, wreaking havoc around our house” he admits this to you, carrying out such strong eye contact. If his hand didn’t slither down your back, supporting you up and grounding you, you’d jump in glee.

Fuck. Neither of you had talked about this, but you were glad that you both were on the same page about his. You felt terrified but in a good way, wanting to wholly get this over with and start this dream life with Steve.

“And this is all gonna happen, because everything is going to go well. We’re gonna win, I don’t want you thinking like that or asking me something like that ever again. Thanos will never be on our list of priorities ever again.”

“I’m sorry, baby. I can’t wait to start that life with you” you respond, winding your arms around his neck, crashing your lips to his with force.

He pulls away without notice to place hasty kisses to your cheek, loving the giggles you emitted. Even so, the energy in the room shifts too soon when Sam knocks on the door. Steve allows him entrance.

“Sorry to interrupt, but we’re about to land Cap”

Steve responds by nodding his head once, stiffly. Letting him know he’d be out in a second.

You get off of his thighs, so the both of you were standing chest to chest. He claps your worried face. Pulling you into him with little force, so his lips could fall to your forehead, nose, and lips.

“Remember what I said and be safe, I love you”

“I love you” you recite, bringing his hand down to kiss his covered palm.

With that he envelops you in his arm, his cheek resting against the top of your head. Both of you breathing each other in. Your shoulders relaxing at his loving touch.

He’d do whatever needed to keep you safe and if it ended in his death, then so be it. You’d do the same for him in a heartbeat, there was no point in either of you arguing this one out.

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Everyone was tired, it seemed like this fight only dragged on with the never-ending monsters. But, with the help of Thor (of course) it seemed like things were only getting positive from there. With the way he rendered lightning, destroying things into dust, you were ready to end this once and for all.

And when a cloud of grey smoke appeared out of thin air, and a large titanian appeared. You knew this would either be the ending or the beginning of all these troubles.

“That’s him” you falter, turning to Steve. You give him a quick once over, nothing the way he eyed your father. A menacing, scary look on his face and the furrow of his eyebrows only grow.

“We have eyes on Thanos” he says into the intercom.

It’s like time stands still for a few seconds, no one moves a muscle. You haven't seen this man in years. You feel as if he doesn't recognize who you are as he glances over everyone, like they're roaches in his kitchen.

Yet, in a blur, everyone takes their chance on Thanos. Trying their hardest to somehow, someway take this Titanian down. Bruce gets thrown with a shout, Branches entwine Nat, and Sam drops from the air smoothly.

At some point you hear the grunt of Steve, who somehow gets some punches in, his hands clutching the gauntlet. He shouts from the hefty weight and in a swift motion is stock-still on the ground from the punch he endures.

“Steve!”

Without a choice you run towards Thanos, your adrenaline kicking in. Kicking in punching only to use your hands to grasp around the metal. You knew towards the end; you were no match for him.

“Please! Please don’t do this. Dad please I’m begging you” you plead profusely, but he only looks down at you emotionless. “Please, please, please” you cry, your head hangs low for a bit before you raise it up again. “This won’t fix anything! You–– you…JUST TAKE IT OFF” you scream, knuckles colliding with the gold.

You try so hard to think of anything to turn his mind, but he only looks at you like a stranger. Not the little girl he recruited and used to look at with some kind of affection. His type of affection, if you could even title it that, affection.

Sure, he raised you to be a ruthless killer and thief, but you’d do anything in this key moment to change his crooked mind.

“You don’t get to call me that again. You chose your path...I always knew you’d be the one to let me down the most” he says all this with so much venom.

You cry as you're lifted in the air, by his gauntlet hand, and thrown against the bark of a tree.

You're in a daze. The only things securing you back is the hand against your cheek and a booming, choked up "no". Hearing it a distance away.

You open your eyes to see Steve in front of you, your name on his lips almost incessantly. But when you open them, your eyes quickly move to Thor. Who’s a few feet away from the two of you, shocked and angry. The remnant of smoke in the air. You knew he did it.

“We lost?” you ask Steve, tears already forming in your eyes, as he carefully lifts you to his feet.

He doesn’t get the chance to answer you, though.

“Steve…?” It’s Bucky, You both look towards him to see him fall slowly, disappearing into a brown dust.

You both look on, shocked all while Steve tries to drag himself and your weak body to Bucky. But it’s already too late.

“Buck?!” Steve calls out, but there’s no answer.

You watch on in disorder, stomach plummeting with every second that pasts. Your eyes catch Wanda looking onto Vision's body in sorrow and as you do, she turns into brown dust. It was frightening and you were speechless. So much happening around you, you weren’t sure where to look. You weren’t who was going away.

The hand against your spine, holding you up, starts to feel faint and a headache you had suffered from earlier comes back, but ten times stronger.

“My head hurts” you tell him, your words come out slowly as your mouth starts to feel numb. You drop your head to his shoulder. “Stevie...I can’t feel your hands” you blubber, chest heaving as your breathing picks up. Everything was happening so, so fast.

He lifts your head, “Hey, you’re alright sweetheart, you took a hard hit. Just a bit banged up, gotta stay awake in case it’s a concussion” he reassures you.

You don’t believe him and when you look down at your right hand to see it crumbling away little by little. You lift your wrist up, hand gone. You look down to see the brown dust below your view.

You didn’t want to go. You had merely planned your dream future with him. It wasn’t fair your father would be the one to rip that away from you.

“No. No, you’re alright, stop that” he condemns, bringing your other hand to his bruised lips imperatively. Watching as it climbs up and up, half of your shoulder already gone.

“I’m scared. I love you so much Steve”

“I love you so much doll, feel like we’ve been saying it all day” he tries to joke, eyes roaming all over your face. He had to make sure he had your face recognized to a t, even if it was in a manner of pain.

And you do the same. You weren’t sure where you were going. Were you even dying?! You couldn’t tell, all you knew was Steve and some of your friends wouldn’t be where you were going.

You laugh despondently, low, and mirthlessly knowing how much he needed that laugh at the moment.

“No. I’m gonna––” you start, but never get to finish, because at that moment. In a flash, he’s left with the sight of the soot falling in a sway, like leaves tumbling to the ground. Staring at him gloved palms to see nothing of you there any longer.

He does nothing but stand there for a few minutes, recollecting the exchange. Not only was his best friend gone, but so was his best girl.

He had one fucking job. Keep you safe at all times. Not only did he let the whole universe down, he let you down. You were gone. He can only think about the moment you both had on the jet, telling you, you had nothing to worry about. Because you guys were going to win and now she is gone. He let you down in the worst possible way imaginable. You were gone…

He repeats this to himself, losing hope each time that you would be back in just a second.

He turns around to see his friends observing him and once he notices that Sam is no longer among the group it only increases his agony.

“Cap?” Nat mumbles.

“FUCK!” he breaks. Ripping the gloves off his hand before he sets himself against the ground–– his body feeling heavy. His head is in his hand, body heaving roughly as he cries quietly.

Everyone is stunned and takes a step back to give his face, not remembering the last time they’ve seen him this broken or the last he’s had an outburst resulting in a curse word.

He isn’t sure how he’s supposed to live with this guilt or without you by his side. In spite of that, there was no way in hell he wasn’t going to try and find a way to bring you back.

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realized while writing thing i am not creative...this (beginning) was literally a scene

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ficrecsbybu · 3 years

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WinterIron fic rec 2021: Part I

Note: this fic rec consists only of Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark fics. the only Stucky & Stony you might see is as past relationships but that’s it. it’s also complete works ONLY. also - no underage stuff 🔪. if you have any requests for Winteriron fic recs (for e.g non-superpower au, only one shots, series, hardcore smut, post-tws, college au, not team cap friendly fics, bodyguard au etc.) you can send me requests ^^. anyway... enjoy 😉

✨ The Guiding of Death by RayShippouUchiha

“That whole Merchant of Death thing,” someone off to the side faux whispers, “makes a lot more sense now.”

It echoes across the bridge like a gunshot.

Rated M, Hades & Persephone AU, Canon Divergence, always female Tony Stark, not Team Cap friendly. word count: 41391

(note: listen... I know het pairings and/or gender bend is not popular and I never really read those in general BUT this is straight up one of the best fics I have ever read so I NEEDED to share this with y’all...✌️)

✨ Forms of Love by bear_bell

Tony's the bad guy, after all. He's used to it. He's fine with it. He's good at it.

Only now, there's something far worse loitering around the tower - The Winter Soldier. No one notices the guy at first, but when they do, Tony figures that he should have the soldier's back.

Birds of a feather should flock together, and the bad guys should start a book club.

Rated E, Post-CW, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are Different Personalities, Team Iron Man. word count: 33591

✨ Looking at You by NotEvenCloseToStraight

Bucky looks for so long that now all he wants to do is touch and hold and fix everything. But Tony can barely be in the same room as Bucky, cant even look him in the eye. So Bucky doesn't know what to do about Tony, but he is determined to do something. Because all he wants is to look at Tony, and see Tony looking back with a smile.

Rated E, Post-CW, PTSD, team heals, mental healing, forgiveness, angst with a happy ending. word count: 28,168

✨ I'll Be Your Bodyguard (If You'll Be My Security Blanket) by NarutoRox

When one of Loki's pranks gone wrong leaves the team with a young Winter Soldier in their care, they know they're going to have their hands full. Especially since this newer, tinier version of Bucky seems to have a bodyguard complex - and a particular attachment to Tony.

Rated T, kid fic, age regression/de-aging, de-aged Bucky, tiny bodyguard Bucky. word count: 4,993.

(note: finally something CUTE. Im so sorry for being such a slut for angst and heavy stuff 😅)

✨ Fate Strings Not Required by Akira_of_the_Twilight

Tony took the hint.

Tony wrapped his hand around the new guy’s elbow. He kept his touch light and breakable in case he’d misread the cue.

“Just some guy claiming to be my soul mate, babe.”

The new guy’s eyebrows rose to his hairline in surprise. He chuckled and gave the first guy a smirk. “Strange. Last time I checked we were soul mates.”

Rated T, AU - no superpowers, AU - soulmates, Bodyguard Bucky Barnes, age difference. word count: 7,032.

✨ Shameless by Finely Honed (jaqen_hgar)

Tony isn’t actually sure which of them starts it—he’d like to take credit, but if he’s learned anything it’s that Barnes is by no means a wilting flower. Besides, the start doesn’t matter as much as figuring out who’s going to actually finish it.

rated M, flirting, dirty talk, sexual tension. word count: 2,560

✨ Winter Wooer by salytierra

Winter may not be the most pleasant guy to live or share your body with, but he isn't nearly as destructive as everybody expected him to be either. He likes to brood in the corners, watch British TV, and freak people out. And Tony. He really, really likes Tony Stark. There's just one problem – Bucky's pretty sure he doesn't feel the same way about the guy.

Rated M, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are Different Personalities, team as family. word count: 8,726

✨ Even Darkness Must Pass by Finely Honed (jaqen_hgar)

“Fake it till you make it,” Bucky whispered to himself, swallowing around his panic. Sam had drilled the idea into him, and it had become a mantra of sorts, something to hold onto when all he wanted to do was blend into the shadows and disappear.

“You’ll be fine.”

Steve placed a warm, strong hand on Bucky’s shoulder and squeezed, his super soldier ears having picked up Bucky uttering the now familiar saying.

Bucky nodded, tried to believe his own words, and followed Steve onto the common floor, a wall of sound hitting them as they entered.

rated M (but mild sexual content), parent Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes recovering, team as family, of love and hobbits 🧝🏻‍♂️. word count: 15,289

✨ Paths Are Made by Walking by Potrix

The road to recovery is long, winding and a different one for every person walking it. Bucky chooses to help himself the only way he knows how; by doing what he does best.

Or, alternatively; the one in which Tony is a mess and accidentally kick-starts Bucky’s protective mother hen instincts.

rated T, post-TWS, fluff, humour, getting together, idiots in love. word count: 4,744.

✨ Rise In Perfect Light (Be Not Fearful Of The Night) by RayShippouUchiha

At first, the new element singing in his chest, Tony doesn’t understand what he’s done.

Doesn’t understand the full consequences of his actions.

But, to be fair, there’s no way he really could have.

Not even a futurist like him could have ever seen this coming.

rated G, post-CW, past Stony, angst with a happy ending. word count: 3,589.

(note: this fic is SO BEAUTIFUL. lemme just asjkdjnsjkdm)

✨ and amidst the ruins, there was you by TheKitteh

With everything resolved - post the Berlin conflict, Siberia and the rogue Avengers' return - Tony relishes in the clarity of what the team is now. He can finally see the well-defined lines, he can rely on solid rules and the chain of command. He's settled into his life like never before.

That is, until one day, an unhinged sorcerer with no grasp on his magic shatters that new-found balance.

As a result, half of Tony's soul is now gone, but he's willing to do anything to get it back.

rated T, post-CW, canon divergence, au - Dystopia, Dimension Travel, magical accidents, slow burn, getting together. word count: 36,976

✨ and so we unfold by TheKitteh

Senbazuru. Thousand Cranes.

An ancient Japanese legend that promises anyone who folds a thousand origami cranes will be granted a wish by the gods. Some stories believe you are granted happiness and eternal good luck, instead of just one wish, such as long life or recovery from illness or injury.

Bucky’s not big on believing in any legends, not after all that has happened. He just wants to create something for a change, not destroy.

He needs to prove himself that he can be trusted to handle something delicate. He doesn’t need a promise of a wish come true. He just,- needs to do this for himself.

He doesn’t need noticing how sad, tired Stark looks. Doesn’t need to want to do something for the man, when he can barely do anything for himself.

rated T, CACW canon divergence, getting together, reconciliation, POV alternating, Bucky Barnes recovering. word count: 14,449

✨ Spilt on the Ground like Water by tisfan

Tony has been black-bagged and illegally held at the Raft. Steve has no intentions of going to rescue him.

But the Winter Soldier isn't going to leave him behind.

rated E, Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes, implied/referenced torture, frottage, dub-con, mention of part non-con (HYDRA trash party), not Steve friendly, suicidal thoughts, touch-starved. word count: 10,853

✨ Norns, Save Us (From Ourselves) by phlintandsteel

It’s been ten years since half the universe was dusted.

rated E, post-IW au, A/B/O verse, Omega Tony, Alpha Bucky, Soulmates, Peter & Harley playing matchmaker, still recovering Bucky Barnes, not Steve Rogers Friendly, angst with a happy ending. word count: 37,324.

✨ Change You Like A Remix by ficlicious

No one ever said Avenging would be easy, but Bucky could have really used a memo about the weeks where the hits just didn’t stop coming. He’d probably still have signed his soul away to the gods of spandex and paperwork, but a heads up woulda been nice before he nodded and smiled and took up residence in the house sanity fled when the Avengers moved in.

---- Soulmates, misunderstandings, snark, genderswap and sleep-deprived Avengers abound. Tony's a woman. Must be Friday.

rated E, AU - soulmates, established relationship, temporary gender swap, jealous Bucky Barnes, misunderstanding, miscommunication. word count: 10,494.

✨ Getting to Know You by orbingarrow

It had been an adventure, navigating the sweetly apologetic Bucky Barnes, who haunted the tower most days, and the the Winter Soldier, who occasionally inhabited Barnes’s body. The Winter Soldier was not apologetic; he was scary. And he was currently chilling out, uninvited, in Tony's lab.

“Leave,” Tony said, because Tony was either a dead man or not, and there wasn’t much he could do about it before coffee.

“Or you could give me permission to be here,” the Winter Soldier suggested.

“I don’t let strangers poke around my stuff,” Tony grumbled, as he walked past the Soldier to take a seat at his workbench.

“Easily solved,” the Soldier deflected. “Get to know me.”

-This is what happens when Tony does.

rated G, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are different personalities, fluff, Clint Barton is a good bro. word count: 9,470

✨ Safe House by ali_aliska

For years, Tony had successfully kept his secret. Neither the world nor his team knew he was Iron Man and as far as he was concerned, everyone was better off that way. On his best days, Tony Stark was not someone people liked and trusted, so the last thing Tony wanted was to tarnish Iron Man’s good reputation by revealing the truth.

But then SHIELD falls, the Avengers face disarray, and a stray Hydra assassin forces Tony to go into hiding—and where better than the safe house he had just crafted for the Avengers and their own ex-assassin ready to come in from the cold?

Tony plans to hide away from everyone in his makeshift workshop until the coast is clear and he’s safe to go home. No one would care to spend any time with the reclusive, arrogant billionaire anyways, right? Iron Man is the one everyone wants around.

Bucky Barnes, on his own journey to reclaim his life and identity, seems to disagree with that sentiment.

rated T, post TWS, canon divergence, au - Secret Identity, mutual pining, team as family, slow burn, misunderstandings. word count: 89,533

✨ Versace on the floor by withered

The modern man’s armor is his clothing, and Bucky wants Tony out of his.

rated T, post CW, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are Separate Personalities, Barnes & Soldier & their hard-on for Tony, not team cap friendly. word count: 2,127

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iamanartichoke · 3 years

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I need spoilers for episodes 5 and 6. They've got to be out there. I can't take two more weeks of this.

I think what's giving me this vaguely ill feeling, right now, is the sinking realization that there was no grander plan behind Loki's getting drunk, breaking the Timepad, just general kinda incompetent behavior. There were theories and there were hints and subtext and it amounted to nothing.

Cut for spoilers/negativity, sorry.

Basically I'm getting major "that opening scene in IW was just too full of holes, the-sun-will-shine-on-us-again, one little dagger, Loki has to have something up his sleeve - oh .... no, no he's really dead, there was no greater plan" flashbacks.

It's so incredibly frustrating for Loki's narrative to come so close to something profound, again and again, only to swing and miss at the last second. The pieces are there. The threads are there. And tptb keep choosing to just ... sit on them, bc idk, it's easier for Loki's complexity to remain unexplored?

Tom says that episodes 4 and 5 are where the series takes off and I'm just like, you can't wait until the second to last episodes to have something happen! You've been dropping breadcrumbs since episode 1 - episodes 4 and 5 are where you start to sweep them up! You've only got 6 total!

Also, I was really interpreting Loki having confused friendship with romance, bc that's what makes the most sense for his character but then there was this, and the aforementioned 'oh so this really is just surface-level material and I shouldn't even waste my time examining the subtext and context clues' feeling occurs. (Note - this article isn't overly flattering to Loki, bc of course it isn't, so just be aware of that before reading.)

So, yeah, it's just - it's not exactly the content of this episode that has me so upset. I can live with bad plots and dangling threads. Lord knows I tolerate other, arguably much more terrible tv shows for the sake of the parts I like (Reign, Once Upon a Time, a few seasons of Pretty Little Liars, just to name a few).

It's not the content. It's the refusal of tptb to take Loki's character to the depths he deserves, especially since they promised us that this series would really explore his identity and his gender and all of these things that the fandom mostly has wanted. It's frustration in the overall way the surface-level plot makes Loki's characterization suffer. And it's definitely the trigger of those feelings of heartbreak and fury and denial and grief that followed IW. I practically have ptsd from that death scene.

(I realize that these are hefty words to use to describe one's reaction to fiction, especially in the sense that an emotional downward spiral is being legitimately triggered by a tv show, but - look, everyone already knew I was cringe, okay, so leave me alone with my feelings.)

I think that if the show had more episodes, there would have been hope for it? Like all the breadcrumbs that have been dropped implied lots of fascinating things to be explored, but they just didn't have room to explore them as thoroughly as they'd need to in order for all of it to have an impact. Loki/Sylvie does not feel earned. Mobius turned on the TVA super quickly (so did B-15, for that matter). Ravonna went from kinda sus to outright villain in, like, ten minutes. And Loki and Mobius's friendship didn't exactly come out of nowhere, bc it was set up as the outcome from the first episode (in my opinion) but it did happen much too quickly. It wasn't earned, either. And the reason I'm harping on this is because these are all really good character journeys that could have been done so much better - yeah, even Loki/Sylvie - if they had just paced them better, used more of their own subtext, and had a few more episodes in which to develop the characters alongside the complicated plot.

(Yeah, there may be a season 2, but I'm not here for waiting a whole nother year or so for it to be filmed, produced, and released only for it to continue to ultimately not meet my expectations.)

So, yes. I'm sorry for the negativity; I realize I went from "hey I mostly liked this! It wasn't that bad!" to "I will ragequit and kill everyone in this story and then myself" in, like, a few hours but - well. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I'll most likely rewatch it again tonight. I may or may not cry it out and then do my best to enjoy the remaining two episodes for what they are, not for what they could or might be. Once the rawness of all of this fades, I'll focus on the things I liked and come up with my own headcanons, I suppose. Or maybe I'll overall change my mind again. Idk. Whatever. I just need a glass of wine and a few more xanax tbh. (Great. Now fiction is going to give me a drug problem as well lmfao.)

Also - it is actualy really, really funny that, if you think about it, it turns out that a fanfic by Tom isn't actually all that good. (I'm being facetious, but the general sentiment is true.) I'm sorry, Tom. I know you're excited about this and you said this episode was your favorite, so I hope you don't see some of these reactions (either here, or on twitter, or reddit, or wherever he may end up) and feel bad about yourself/your project. I guess there's just no universal cup of tea for everybody.

#loki tv series spoilers #loki spoilers #loki series spoilers #loki series negativity #loki pokey artichokey #no i will not be accepting constructive criticism #(but i mean if this makes you mad and you wanna come at me feel free; i could do with #verbally eviscerating someone. i think it'd make me feel better)#(also i'm not joking - if episode 5/6 spoilers leak or have leaked please link me)#tag rambles

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Sickfics Masterlist 2

Links Last Checked: September 14th, 2023

part one

A Day In The Past (ao3) - CumberRachel steve/bucky E, 13k

Summary: Lounging on the couch with his boyfriend is usually how Steve loves to spend an evening, only he doesn't feel right. his head hurts, his muscles ache and its hard to breathe. Probably just exhaustion after a mission right?

A Friendly Fire (ao3) - rosesandribbons G, 4k

Summary: Peter get's sick while staying at the compound and Tony had to leave for some meetings. Sam and Bucky are left to care for Peter, but what will happen when their obsession with challenging one another gets the best of them?

Anti-Virus (ao3) - marinarusalka steve/tony G, 4k

Summary: Steve didn't think he could get sick any more. He was wrong. Tony didn't think of himself as the caretaking type. He was wrong too.

Buchanan Medical (ao3) - Metalbvcky steve/bucky T, 54k

Summary: Steve's childhood was filled with illnesses and dread of going to another no good doctor. Even now as an adult, his asthma persisted. But three months ago, Dr. Erskine passed away. Procrastination and fear ate him away. Now he had to find a new one since his medicine supply ran out.

Little did he know, his new doctor would be the greatest thing to happen in his life. -- Modern!AU. Bucky is a doctor and Steve is his patient. This is their journey through Steve's asthmatic issues

Fevers, fears and falls (ao3) - wolfypuppypiles T, 3k

Summary: Written for a tumblr prompt:

Peter’s head pounded with each heartbeat, as he swung across rooftops. He’d been feeling sick all day, and everyone had told him he should go home, but he was Spider-Man, he couldn’t just take days off.

Peter is sick but is afraid of doctors and refuses to go. Tony isnt happy about it

Gonna Get Back to You (ao3) - megyal sam/bucky T, 2k

Summary: Sam gets one of those awful mosquito-born viruses; Barnes, with his extensive background in Smol!Steve wrangling, is pretty good at this caring-for-sick-people thing.

hold onto me (ao3) - ohjustpeachy sam/bucky G, 2k

Summary: “You weren’t answering your phone,” Bucky says, like this explained his presence in Sam’s apartment.

“Pretty sure the phone’s dead,” Sam groans. “And since when do you call me?”

“Since we became friends,” Bucky says, then corrects himself. “Co-workers.”

Or, Sam gets sick and Bucky has a surprisingly sweet bedside manner.

How I Met the Nurse on Duty (ao3) - emily_ann_1021 G, 2k

Summary: Tony leaves for a business trip out of town, meaning Peter is by himself for the weekend. However, things never seem to go as planned. When Peter ends up being rushed in emergency surgery, you can bet the Good Dad™ is ready to go through anything or anyone to make sure Peter is okay.

Just another sickfic with a little hurt/comfort on the road to recovery after IW.

It Only Hurts (When I Breathe) (ao3) - Ocean_Born_Mary steve/tony T, 6k

Summary: Tony could see the mass of scar tissue built up around the reactor, could see the little pieces of shrapnel in his lungs, and he wondered, even now, how he was able to Not-Breathe so well with his heart and his ribs and his lungs all squished out of place.

Learning curve (ao3) - wolfypuppypiles T, 3k

Summary: Written for a prompt sent to me on Tumblr: I was wondering if you could write a fic where peter is sick during a battle with tony, and then he gets really hurt because he's not fighting well?

Peter needs to learn to be honest with Tony, and Tony needs to learn there's more to being a father figure than anger.

Lovesick (ao3) - royal_chandler steve/tony T, 3k

Summary: The depth of the flu aisle in the pharmacy is substantial, overwhelmingly so, and Steve is half-convinced he needs to return to the front and trade his basket for a full-on cart.

Moderate to Severe (ao3) - reona32 steve/tony G, 7k

Summary: Jarvis just thinks Sir would rest better in his own bed. It goes downhill from there.

No Sleep 'Till Brooklyn (ao3) - softdadironman T, 6k

Summary: For someone with such a strong sense of responsibility (if you've ever talked to Peter, you know he spits out the phrase "With great power comes great responsibility" on the daily), Peter was a reckless piece of work.

In which Peter juggles his duties as Spider-Man, as a student, as a part time employee, as an Avenger, and as a kid.

Presenteeism (ao3) - Veldeia steve/tony T, 9k

Summary: Tony thinks piloting the armor remotely while letting the others believe he’s wearing it is a good plan, until he realizes he’s not hung over, but actually quite ill.

Steve thinks something’s off with Tony today, but he has no clue what that might be, and since Tony says he’s good to go, they’ll proceed with the mission anyway.

(Basically, that trope where Tony is sick but is too stubborn to admit it, with a slight twist. Fill for my Stony bingo prompt “armor”.)

sick day (ao3) - aloneintherain T, 2k

Summary: Mr. Stark places the back of his hand against Peter’s forehead, realises again he’s wearing gauntlets and Peter is wearing a mask, and retracts it. “Friday, does he have a fever?”

“Oh my god,” Falcon says. “What kind of hellscape did knock-off Harry Potter throw us into? Are you parenting him right now?”

The Arc Ain't All That (ao3) - MountainRose bucky/steve/tony G, 4k

Summary: Tony doesn't know why they make such a fuss.

The Tchotchke Cha Cha (ao3) - Arukou steve/tony T, 7k

Summary: What started off as one impulse buy souvenir snowballs into a constant flow of knickknacks from all over the world, and Steve is starting to wonder if it's more than just Tony being nice.

Wounded (ao3) - leomundstinyhut steve/bucky T, 8k

Summary: Steve gets shot by a laser that makes his super soldier immune system temporarily go kaput.

The Winter Soldier is probably not the best bedside nurse, but he's all Steve's got.

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