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marvelstarker-mha98 · 6 months

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The Runaway Distance Life Of A Little Stark chapter 25: All The things Lost

Pairing: Tony Stark & daughter!Reader, Ben Parker x May Parker, Ben Parker, may Parker & Peter Parker, Ned Leeds, M.J and Peter, Erik Selvig, Jane Foster, and Darcy Lewis, Skye. Fitz, and Simmons, Phil Coulson & agent may, Harley Keener, Adrian Toomes & Liz Toomes, Nick Fury & Maria Hill, Maria Hill & Reader Summary: The reaction from people that reader met Warning: Mentioning of child abuse (look up maria's hill dad from marvel comics) , flashback

Co author with: callikc Tag: @venomsvl @geeksareunique

In their Queens apartment, Ben Parker was trying to explain your story to May.

Since the two had come home, it was all they could talk about. Ben had to reveal he had known the truth all along and that Fury organized everything between you and them. It was a lot for May to process, and more than once she found herself taking a break just to comprehend the stories.

"Why didn't you tell me?" She asked tearfully.

Ben sighed, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry."

"But you told me about your brother and Mary being with SHIELD right after we got engaged. What was so different with Ellen? O-Or... (Y/n)? I would've understood."

"I'm so sorry. It was a sensitive topic and we were all worried for her."

"I'm your wife, Ben."

"And I'll never forget it. That day, our vows, how beautiful you looked in that dress..." He closed his eyes. "It was the hardest thing I had to do, keeping this from you."

"We vowed that we wouldn't lie to each other." She reminded him. "Do you remember that bit?"

"Of course I do, sweetheart. If it was my choice, I wouldn't hesitate to tell you everything. It was Fury who made the call to keep it quiet. (Y/n) wasn't comfortable with people back then either."

"What does that mean?"

"She didn't want to be known as the Stark Runaway or some rich guy's rebellious kid. She wanted a clean slate, to just be a person, a friendly neighbor. And she was going to tell you herself eventually. She just didn't want you to see her differently."

"I wouldn't." May looked away. "I love that girl so much. She's still going to be Ellen Campbell to me. She's not a runaway. She's her own person."

She found herself gazing at the apartment door. It was right on the other side of it where they first 'bumped' into you.

"She's always there when we need her, Peter loves her like a sister... And now that I mention it, she's practically a daughter to us too." She felt the tears sliding down her cheeks. "Is she going to be in danger?"

Ben wished more than anything that he could give a definite answer but the truth was that he simply didn't know. His silence gave that away too.

"Oh, my God." May whispered, hiding her face in her hands. "She told everyone who she was, said people would be after her... What's going to happen? Are we in danger too? The SHIELD leak-"

"Hey, hey, hey." He quickly wrapped her up in a comforting embrace. "You don't have to worry about that. Fury took precautions. He destroyed the files about Pete's parents and us when they died so he wouldn't ever be a target."

"And Ellen?"

"I... I don't know. But you know what she's like."

She managed a little nod, looking up at him. "She's strong."

He nodded, kissing the top of her head. "That's right. She's like a superhero."

"She'll be okay. She has to be."

"Before I left the station, the guys were showing off these videos of some car chase in Battery Tunnel. This car was driving up the walls and there were guys on bikes shooting at it. It had to be her."

"The other nurses showed me that too!" May gasped. "I thought it was, but there wasn't a clear line. I don't know if I'm more proud or terrified."

"At least we're on the same page about that."

As they continued to discuss the matter, Peter was sitting in the living room. He was busy with homework and completely oblivious to the conversation happening a few feet away.

However, it wasn't the homework that had him distracted. Coincidentally, it was also you.

Just because he'd spent the entire day stuck in middle school, it didn't mean he didn't know what was going on in the city. The teachers talked, but the kids talked even more. He'd heard all about what was happening in the capital and how you were being chased by what sounded like evil agents.

In his head he kept envisioning that you made it out okay and that you finally got to reunite with your dad. He hadn't forgotten about the day when you told him who you really were, so for you to get a hug from your dad was all he wanted for you at that moment.

He almost jumped a foot in the air when the laptop screen on the table started flashing to signal an incoming video call. He recognized Ned's username and quickly accepted, hoping his friend could distract him.

If the call wasn't surprising enough, it was even more of a shock to see Ned with a girl from their class. She was extremely quiet and they hadn't really talked before, but he was pretty sure her name was Michelle Jones-Watson. She seemed to avoid all forms of human contact unless absolutely necessary.

"I'm telling you, he probably already knows!" She was saying.

"Well, I'm telling you, I'm telling him anyway!" Ned argued back, the pair unaware that he had accepted the call already.

"Fine! But don't be shocked when he remains emotionless."

"Yeah, you'd know all about that."

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"Uh, guys?" Peter spoke up, startling them both. "Yeah. Hi. What's going on?"

"'Sup, nerd." Michelle greeted.

"Peter!" Ned exclaimed, grinning. "I need you to look at the news!"

He frowned. "Why?"

"It's Ellen! You'll never guess who she is!"

"Ellen?" He frowned. "(Y/n)!"

While he launched himself out of the seat to find the TV remote, Ned and Michelle resumed their argument. Ned was pondering how Peter already knew the truth and Michelle was all too happily gloating with several 'I told you so's.

Peter scrambled to find the right channel, eventually settling with CNN, where a blurred image of you in a fancy car was stuck on the screen.

He had a huge grin on his face, glad that you were okay. Maybe the news was reporting on you finally returning to the world. It certainly seemed so with the way the reporter was talking about everything.

But then the headline changed.

Peter felt sick as a sudden wave of disbelief, shock, and sadness overwhelmed him all at once. Despite the wailing of alarms outside, the rain battering the windows, all he could hear was the reporter's voice.

"The missing daughter of famed billionaire and Avenger Tony Stark has been reported dead this afternoon after a failed surgery in an attempt to save her life. (Y/n) Stark shocked the country when she revealed her identity to the world several years after apparently running away from home. There are several eye-witness accounts who claim she was shot at long-range just feet away from the entrance of Avengers Tower. They also report that Tony Stark himself witnessed the act and was last seen carrying her inside the building."

May and Ben had returned to the living room at this point and had heard every word. They watched in horror as a picture of you at sixteen showed up with the words '(Y/n) Stark - Daughter of Tony Stark - dead at 21'.

"Uncle Ben? Aunt May?" Peter looked up at them with tears streaming down his face. "Ellen... (Y/n)... She-"

(I couldn't find kid! peter hugging aunt may, so this will do!) He started to sob and May rushed to hug him, trying to quieten her own cries so she could comfort him. Ben slowly dragged himself towards them, putting his arms around them both as he closed his eyes tightly.

It didn't make sense. It didn't seem real. You were so precious to them all, and now you were just... Gone.

It wasn't fair.

Coulson had been sitting in his room in the dark for a while now.

Maybe a few hours had passed but he couldn't be sure. He didn't really care about it. He was just tired after all the chaos that had unleashed during the HYDRA-SHIELD reveal. He had his team in one piece - save for Ward who turned out to be a traitor - and they were all safely on the Bus. It was a good time to take a break.

The silence was only interrupted when Agent May opened the door, letting in a stream of light from the other room.

"I see the notion of knocking has become old fashioned." Coulson commented.

"You need to see this." She said, getting right to the point.

She held out a touchpad, her expression holding an emotion that even Coulson couldn't quite figure out. Curiosity got the better of him as he accepted the pad and looked at the reels playing.

He felt cold as the news of your death reached his ears. The whole room seemed dark again.

Elsewhere, in the rec room, Skye and FitzSimmons were also unfortunate enough to find the news channel.

They couldn't believe it either.

"Oh, my God." Simmons gasped, a hand over her mouth.

"(Y/n) Stark?" Skye questioned, eyes wide. "How did we not know that?"

Fitz didn't say a word, his arm around Simmons as she continued to stare at the TV with a saddened gaze.

Their time with you may have been short but it didn't mean it wasn't meaningful. After all, you were the one who brought laughter and jokes to the room, bettering a bad day. You got a smile out of everyone, even Agent May. No one could ever forget that.

You really were the rich girl in the end.

Erik Selvig, Jane Foster, and Darcy Lewis stood in their rented London apartment, watching the news report in stunned silence.

It had taken them a while to remember why you looked so familiar, and it had been Jane who pointed out that they saw you way back in New Mexico after Thor got his powers back.

How could they have known back then just how important you were?

The next person to discover your death was Harley Keener.

He was in the garage working on the latest version of the potato gun when he heard your name on the news and almost dropped the weapon in his hands.

He didn't understand half of what the reporter was saying when the man talked about organizations named HYDRA and SHIELD and then a leak exposing secrets about both of them. Of course, in contrast, the news about you dying was as clear as day.

He knew you looked familiar.

You weren't just the Mechanic's friend, you were family.

The latest update didn't mean much to the people that hadn't encountered you before, but to those that had, it was indescribably shocking.

There was now a video of you being carried into the Tower up on the Internet. It was posted anonymously but naturally people ate it up.

It was the people of New York who took the grief the hardest. The Parkers, Ned and his family, and even Mr. Delmar. For them, it wasn't just (Y/n) who had been killed, it was Ellen Campbell. They loved her, and now she was gone.

You were gone.

People searched through all the different channels and websites to find a version of the story where you survived. They needed to believe it was a hoax, that you were going to show up the next day with your usual smiles and jokes.

Even a spokesperson from Stark Industries was forced to armor up in the end and confirm the news. They requested time to grieve the loss of the company's heir, refused to let anyone question Tony, and promised to answer any questions in due time.

Another New Yorker had discovered the news as well now.

It was the girl you had saved two years ago during the Battle of New York.

Liz was in the car with her father and watching the news on the small screen between the seats. She hadn't been paying much attention until she caught sight of your picture and gasped so loud the car almost swerved.

"Dad!" She yelled, pointing at your picture. "That's her!"

He looked between her and the screen in confusion. "What's that, honey?"

"She said her name was Ellen but that's the girl who helped me when the aliens came!" Liz insisted. "It says she was shot!"

Now, Adrian Toomes held a deep hatred for Tony Stark, but unfortunately he couldn't help but be grateful to the woman who had saved his little girl's life.

He may have vowed vengeance on the father, but he wouldn't be able to forget the daughter.

Surprisingly enough, the last people to hear about your death were the real SHIELD agents.

Fury, Hill, and the very few people they trusted enough with the truth were gathered in a base while they waited for the Triskelion incident to calm down.

Fury stood by the window, a somber look in his eyes as he watched the rain slide down the glass. The sky was dark and the clouds gray, but he could also make out the several plumes of smoke wafting into the air from the crash sites of the helicarriers. It was hard to believe that a day hadn't even passed yet.

There was a buzz from inside his coat then. He cautiously took a phone from the pocket and saw a notification light up the screen. It was an unknown number, but he knew who - or what - had sent it. Fury always knew.

I am sorry, sir. I have failed my mission.

Fury, who was never one to show his feelings, let out a barely audible sigh. No tears fell, he didn't say a word, but he did feel a pang of remorse.

He was proud of you in a way. Not many would have the guts and strength to reveal themselves as you did, certainly not after so many years of hiding and paranoia. You had done a lot for SHIELD, and he respected you for it. You saved good agents, built valuable weapons, and even if you thought a plan was ridiculous you still listened.

Yet you were only human.

After being informed of all the details, he was extremely wary of the fact that HYDRA had repossessed the scepter. It was a dangerous weapon anyway, but now it was guaranteed to be used for bad.

Agent Hill entered the room then, her feelings vexed and torn.

"Sir?" She asked hesitantly. "Is it true?"

Fury kept his gaze on the phone in his hands and didn't even look up. "Agent Campbell is dead."

Hill immediately looked away, quite astounded by how much emotion she felt by the confirmation. It felt like just yesterday that you had awkwardly approached her for the first time and asked if she could train you to fight.

She had spent more time with you than she realized due to all the training, making projects, and even getting coffee during breaks. Not many saw it, but she could have considered you a genuine friend.

It was about a month after Thor had returned from Asgard in 2012.

Loki would be awaiting trial and for now the world was at peace once more. Well, the outside world anyway. You had just finished yet another practice round with Hill in which she had completely destroyed you.

Hill watched with an amused glint in her eyes as you dropped to the ground with a huff.

"Tired?" She quipped.

"Too much cardio." You grumbled in response.

She raised a brow, having heard that phrase at least three times during every session.

"You need to work out more." She said.

"I do!" You whined, picking at the mat aggressively. "I walk to the fridge and I run to the coffee machine and... And other stuff."

She crossed her arms, waiting for a better answer, and you rolled your eyes.

"I'm sorry, but me plus effort equals no go."

"You'll need to get used to it if you want to defend yourself." Hill shrugged, sitting beside you. "If you have any ambitions of becoming better, it'll take years of focus and hard work. How do you think I got here?"

She passed over a bottle of water which you eagerly took a long swig of before twisting the cap closed again.

"I'm not you." You eventually said.

"I know." Hill shrugged. "But we're more alike than you think."

You scoffed, clearly not believing the claim. "Oh, yeah? What's your poison? Did your dad also pretend you didn't exist for your entire life too?"

"Yes."

You blinked. "What? Really?"

She nodded. "Yeah."

You waited for her to elaborate, but she remained silent. "Well, come on! Don't leave me hanging, Hill. Spill the gory deets."

Maria Hill didn't trust a lot of people, that much was true, but she'd known you a long time now. She'd spent hours giving you advice on how to survive as an agent and knew pretty much all there was to know about you. Perhaps you were one of the few who deserved the favor returned.

"I never really knew my mom either." She confessed. "My dad didn't care. He was a drunk. Said I was responsible for all his problems. I got into the bad stuff, ended up with the marine corps, and then SHIELD. Haven't spoken to him since."

There was a silence after the short yet oddly detailed summary and you just stared at her for a moment before letting out a low whistle.

"Damn, girl." You mused. "I guess dads really can't do their jobs right."

While Hill smiled, she didn't encourage the mindset. "At least yours wants you home."

"Ha. That's funny."

"I mean it, Campbell."

"Okay." You sat there for a moment, considering it. "But what if I don't want to go home?"

Another silence followed your question and for a moment you thought the subject was being dropped. With that thought in mind, you raised your hand expectantly.

"Gimme five?" You offered. "Shitty fathers club? You can be the treasurer."

Hill cracked a smile, shaking her head as she reluctantly accepted the high-five.

"Yay!" You exaggerated a grin. "We're, like, totally besties now."

"Even so, I still gotta train you. Up you get, Campbell."

You whined again but she only laughed, easily hoisting you back to your feet.

Back in the present, Hill's mind had been running wild with possibilities and solutions.

"Project TAHITI." She finally suggested.

Fury looked up at last, an array of feelings settling inside. Of course he wanted you back, but he also knew exactly how you felt about that particular project.

You had said 'If I die, don't ever do that to me.'

He respected you too much to go against your wishes like that. Even if it worked for Coulson, he couldn't do the same for you.

"She wouldn't want that."

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tonystarkwifey · 7 months

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𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 | T. Stark

In which a single mother, working as

Tony Stark's assistant, unintentionally falls for him.

𝐎𝐑 In which a woman is hired to protect a man

from potential threats, but soon finds herself becoming one.

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theunderestimator-2 · 1 year

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Punk Rock Utd: an all-star team of various musicians of the late-’70s London rock scene playing charity football matches in 1979 against Shoot! Magazine and a TV sporting celebrities team and ending up playing at Stamford Bridge Chelsea FC ground, as captured by Bob Legon for Smash Hits.

L-R, back row: Bill Stewart (Island Record’s talent spotter), Gen X’s Billy Idol, Robert (4″Be2″s roadie), Sex Pistol’s Paul Cook & Gen X’s Tony James.

front row: Mike James (Tony’s brother), 4″Be2″s /John Lydon’s younger brother Jimmy, Sex Pistol Steve Jones, 4″Be2″s Paul Young, Gerry O’Donnell (loan from Celtic), the Skids’ Richard Jobson & Thin Lizzy’s Phil Lynott on the far right playing “spot the ball”, to quote the original caption.

London promoter, DJ, manager & member of 4" Be 2" & The Bollocks Brothers Jock McDonald along with Faebhean Kwest of Cuddly Toys & Raped organized the event and Killing Joke’s Youth, one-hit reggae wonder Dan-I and some more presumably took part as well, while the part of the hooligan crowd was performed by The Upstarts’ Tomy Mensi.

(via, via, via, via, via, via, via)

#punk rock #early punk scene #1979 #punk #steve jones #paul cook #sex pistols #4Be2s #generation x #billy idol #tony james #the skids #richard jobson #thin lizzy phil lynott #people #football

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foetus-on-your-breath · 1 year

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How Genesis Members would react to you asking them for pads 😻😻😻

#peter gabriel #Genesis #Genesis x reader #Genesis band #mike rutherford #tony banks #phil collins #Steve Hackett #please recognize that this isn’t serious

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jackiequick · 8 months

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The Avengers Initiative | Early 2010s [Marvel Phase 1 Fanfic]

Summary: Putting a team together isn’t always easy, but it’s always good to have a few helping hands. But the real question is, will this actually come?

Pairing: Jason UnderWood & Darcy Lewis, Rick Banner x Luna Marsh

Established relationship uncle and nephew: Tony Stark and Jason Underwood

Characters mentioned: Phil Coulson, Pepper Potts, Melissa Wallace, Rei Stark, Rochelle Romanoff and etc.

—//—

It was a pair of months back to backs. Fury saw something shift in the air, he felt like time was running and the future needed heroes. Young and old. Ones to learn from one another and grow together as a team.

Nick felt a threat was coming soon.

But he also knew his so called heroes wouldn’t come falling out of the sky or so he thought?

He opened a cabinet and pulled out a stack of signed paperwork. One file said it all.

The Avengers Initiative.

The man held a small smirk behind his eyes. Danvers was already in space, and he knew she had a daughter. Michelle Danvers. She will be coming soon for sure. So that was off the hook, but he needed more players.

Rogers. Stark. Banner. Romanoff. Thor. Barton. His so called main players.

But it didn’t stop there. He needed the younger links there as well.

Any extra players he can get.

He had Agent Coulson and Agent May gather another list of people that SHIELD kept tags on. Theses teens and young adults came from different backgrounds and plenty of fields. But he knew they would be fit to rise up when needed.

Coulson had scouted the fields across the country, finding a pair of unlikely characters. A couple. Instead of distributing them, he slides the file underneath their door and walked out. He waited outside the apartment across the street at a cafe, with agents secretly surrounding the area for the pair to arrive home.

Rick Davidson. Last name Banner. He opened the door with his shy girlfriend Luna Marsh. They just did their small job downtown, finished getting groceries for the weekend and entered their home.

Luna was playing with her hair, removing her jacket but kept her sweater on due to the weather being a little chilly. She was chatting with her boyfriend. Suddenly her eyes narrowed downwards to the floor, seeing a file and raised an eyebrow.

SHIELD.

She gently flipped it open very slowly and being rather confused.

“Uh, Rick?” She asked looking up at him, placing the file on the table.

“Yeah, lovey?” He replied, looking over his shoulder almost done, putting the stuff away.

“What’s this? I feel like I heard of it..”

“Huh?”

Luna looked over the logo, feeling like she heard of it. Remembering her mother, who was Jersey getting her life together for them, telling her that SHIELD was a strong place. A protective order of people, if you were found, it meant luck.

Rick turned around to face Luna in confusion, before looking at the familiar sight of the file. SHIELD headquarters paperwork was in his hands. His father Bruce Banner, who was working across the world, told him about it.

He looked up at his girlfriend, telling her everything he knew about it. She nodded listening to him.

There was a chance for something new..

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Fury already sent Romanoff to keep an eye on the older Banner, meanwhile she was also keeping focus on her own daughter. Rochelle Romanoff, who was adopted by The Feltons. Along with her cousin, Liane Felton. She always knew something would go down soon.

A fallout for The Felton family.

Liane Felton didn’t have a true care in world, however she knew she was different. A mutant. She knew about an organization built for people like her. The women deep down a broken soul who needed a true perspective in life. A purpose.

Same things goes for Rochelle Romanoff, she was the black sheep of the family and she knew, but a part of secretly felt that there was a guardian angel looking after her. Secretly it was her own biological mother.

Knowing one day she will break out and make a stand.

And that day just so happens to be the day her family was destroyed. Sitting in the rumble of the house with shock and tears threatening to show, she found a folder with information beside her.

SHIELD.

She opened it gasping, seeing locked information of who she truly was. And she was right, she did a guardian angel. There was hope.

She just needed to wait now…

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Up in Stark Tower, days past. It felt like weeks since the party. But luckily they were home.

The view of Stark Tower was shining. The flooring was designed perfectly. But most of all, it was quiet.

Tony was building shipments for he can start creating new toys with his kid. Pepper was shopping downtown in the glitzy stores a few blocks away.

Jason sat in the living room with his grandnephew, Rei, watching a movie and eating popcorn. However the boy was more paying attention to the toolset in his hands. He was always in his little world.

The young teen was smart for his age, hell he had a freaking suit he started wearing to fly around in practice for gods sake!

Like father, like son. History repeats itself very well in that department. It made him proud honestly, but it also scared the shit out of him, Pepper and Winter. Two Starks flying around. Wow.

Rei snapped him out of his thoughts without looking up from the spot on the couch.

“Pops! Hello?! Your laptop is making noise again. Answer it!” Yelled Rei, rolling his eyes and glances at the movie.

“Huh? Yeah, thanks kiddo!” He replies, rushing over to his laptop that sat across from the couch.

The second Jason opened up his emails as he he raised an eyebrow. SHIELD. Don’t they know he’s trying to stay retired?! Hell, he was supposed to meet Darcy this weekend.

He stop to read the folder. It said The Avengers Initiative. He heard Tony mention it. Hell, Rei mentioned it plenty of times!

This time Nick Fury wants to push it further into their minds. He didn’t mind it too much, thinking it was actually a good thing. A band of heroes young and old to keep the future alive.

But what made him almost choke on his drink was the list.

It read from Stark to to Felton to Bishop and beyond!

His eyes did a double take reading the line. Steve Rogers—Captain FREAKING America—on the list?! Mother-trucker was alive?!

Hell there were rumors that even his best friend, Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes is alive?!

Oh god, Coulson is going to have a field day about this…

“What is it?” Rei asked, looking over his shoulder, “No that a care too much but still.”

“Nothing. Just work.” Jason repiled, keeping himself relaxed about.

“Bullshit!”

“I told you not to say that word.”

“But you use it and so does my mom, so I can use it. What’s the plan?”

He knew the could would figure it out eventually, so he flipped the laptop over to him. Rei’s eyes doubled in size and blinked at the words in front of him, you couldn’t tell if he was in shock or kinda excited. He’s wanted by SHIELD.

“So. Does Dad know that he’s being officially recruited?” Said the teen.

“Nope, but he will find out soon I bet.” He replied with a sigh.

“Finally something i know before he does. Oh I’m gonna love seeing this surprise him..”

“Oh brother..”

~~~~~

The Lehnsherr siblings had it clear in their face. Meira was already off in her own world, working for SHIELD with her friends Melissa, Mia and Ji-Hoon. But Ethan and Cole were a whole different story.

Each found out there own way. Cole after a accident happened in front of his face thinking he screwed up huge.

Meanwhile, Ethan was at a cafe on the upper east coast when he landed in his face.

As if both brother could’ve been more right in that moment. Since the first words that came out of their mouths afterwards were..

“Shit.”

They were in for a wildcard of a ride.

But little did this knew this ride would lead to them working side by side, along with a group of future friends…

~~~~

When the trio found out, it was an unusual idea. Leo was out of his wheelchair taking class to help with his back with Thiego teaching him. Stella was frustrated watching her brothers, which was new to her, handle the whole situation smoother than she was.

It was crazy founding out that there was 3 of them?! But it was a honest joyful sigh of tears and soft smiles. It a magic number!

Leo was handing the rest and classes a bit better than she was. But can blame her? She felt bad about herself, a little jealous of them.

However Thiego encouraged his big brother and baby sister, even going as far to teach them magic to heal, with Wong’s help.

So it they felt the love all around.

One day after the classes and conversation, a stack of paperwork came in. All 3 siblings looked at one another confused, having a small short discussion about it after finding out what it was.

SHIELD.

They were in sight of something bigger than they expected…

~~~~

It list was long. So many of them found out different ways.

The young group consisted of Rei, Rick, Rochelle, Luna, Cole, Liane and Ethan.

The older group consisted of Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner and Clint Barton. The Strange Siblings included.

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Once everything was settled into place. They all came one by one. Most importantly the younger generation of future avengers arrived.

It was a long winded conversation full of shouts, confusion, glances and some laughter. A lot of them knew of or met each other on various occasions.

The organization took the decision to make it a different path. Having rented out a small hotel for all of them with separate rooms, places to shop, food to eat and most importantly to get to know one another.

The Young Avengers stood outside their rooms looking at the agents that were placed in front of them. All wearing causal outfits, but their IDs in their pockets.

Meira Lehnsherr, Amelia Parker, Melissa Wallace and Cho Ji-Hoon. There were other agents downstairs as well, but they seemed like they were the main four.

Mia cleared her throat awkwardly, “Hello everyone! Uh, um I’m Amelia and we’ll like to welcome you to um..ah shit i thought i had this rehearsed...”

Some of the Young Avengers chuckled and snorted at her fumbling over her words.

Meira chuckled, “What she meant to say, is that welcome to The Sandbox, people! Here you will have everything you need from beds to TV to food.”

“Exactly! We want all of you to be comfortable and get to know one another. I bet it will be rather fun.” Melissa added, going on to explain everything in full.

Ji-Hoon spoke up, “What she said! We will help you with everything you need here and so much more.”

Cole, Rick and Luna shared a small smile. Ethan leaned against the wall with his arms across and raising his hand, “Um, where would you guys be staying? And where the hell are the adults?”

Liane smiled and lightly scoffed, “We are all sorta adults here!”

Rick added, “You know what he meant. But where will you guys be staying?”

Melissa gladly answered, “Some of us are cross the hall from you guys and downstairs are the other half. As for the adults, they’re nearby so don’t worry.”

Ethan nodded and Rick shrugged, both finding it alright. Rei just shrugged as well. Rochelle smiled, walking over to Luna to start off a little conversation. The others either went to their rooms or started talking with one another.

It was hilarious really. Teens and young adults all stuck in a motel together, you can only imagine what happened that night!

Some found themselves sneaking into one another’s rooms to hang out and sleep. Meanwhile others bumped into each other in the hallway, getting lunch or dinner, some climbed to the roof to see the stars and it felt oddly enjoyable.

What happened next? You may wonder, that’s up for them to figure out.

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mostlystuckony · 8 months

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Just saw that one ship name for Tony/Phil is irontaser I'm losing my mind

#i always thought they were ironagent #irontaser #ironagent #agent phil coulson #phil coulson #phil x tony #tony stark

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youre-amazing-say-it · 2 years

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Y/n Coulson: The Story of an Agent’s Daughter

CHAPTER 2: Meeting Tony Stark

Series Summary: Follow the Journey of one Y/N Coulson, daughter of a beloved S.H.I.E.L.D Agent, and how she meet and grew with Earth’s Mightiest Heroes

Word Count: 1.1 K

Warning: None

Masterlist; Series Masterlist

AN: IT'S BACK! I'm so sorry for the MIA. Life has been so hard. i hope you enjoy it.

TAGLIST: @agent-nobody-knows @gengen64 @ali-lie @winter-soldier-vibes @slutfortaylorswiftandzendaya

Dad opened the car door for me as we got in. The drive was silent for a bit, neither of us wanting to talk about what was going on. Dad never brought me along for work trips unless it is necessary. “So, are you going to tell me what happened? Or am I just going to be in the dark about this,” I asked dad and I looked over at him. He was quiet before speaking up.

“Remember how I told you about that God from Asgard? well, he has a brother named Loki. And Loki wanted something we have called the tesseract.”

“What does the tesseract do?” I asked him. “We don't know, we were trying to figure it out but then Loki came through this portal and took it, along with the doctor in charge of the tesseract and… Clint Barton.” dad said as he took a hand of mine and squeezed it.

If I had an uncle it would be clint. We aren't close but when I would come to the office with dad from time to time clint and I would play pranks on other agents. He is very fun to be around.

“So why are we going to Stark tower?” I said as I saw the building in front of us. Easily one of the largest buildings in the city and clearly Starks. I saw a red suit flying through the sky and had to hold in a chuckle. “We need his help to get the tesseract back,” he said as we pulled into the tower. There was an empty parking spot right near the front. We got out and made our way into the tower.

“Hello, Agent Coulson and guest, how may I assist you today?” JARVIS said as we walked in.

“Alert Tony Stark that I’m here and I need to talk to him,” Dad said as we got into the elevator. “Right away sir,” JARVIS said as the elevator started to go up. I shake my hands fast as we make out way up. When I get super excited or nervous I shake my hands to help release some of the energy. I don't know if it actually works but I do it and it feels like it helps. Dad looked at me and saw me do it. “Excited or nervous?”

“Both, because it's Tony Stark and but also because it's Tony Stark,” I say with a chuckle. “Mr. Stark does not wish to speak to you sir, would you like to come back another time?” JARVIS said. “God dammit Tony,” my dad says and I see him get his phone out of his pocket as he hit Tony's contact. My dad brought the phone up to his ear.

Stark, we need to talk.

You have reached the life model decoy of Tony Stark, please leave a message.

This is urgent

Then leave it urgently.

as I continue to shake off my nerves, The elevator dings as the door opens. I see Mr. Stark talking to a lady. The two turn to look at us. “Security breach!” Tony says looking at my dad. “Mr. Stark,” my dad says to him.

“Phil! Come in,” the redhead says as she makes her way over to us. “And who might you be?” She said as she looked at me."I'm Y/n Coulson, I'm his daughter." I said is I extended my hand out to her,”I'm Pepper Potts, nice to meet you.” she said as we shook hands. I wonder if she and Tony are in a relationship? "come on in, we're celebrating!"

“I didn't know you were bringing mini agent, agent,” Tony said as he gave me a fist bump. “But as Pepper said, we are celebrating so you cant say. Bye!” Tony said as he turned around quickly. Pepper stopped him and he turned back around.

We need you to look this over. Soon as possible.

I don't like being handed things.

That's alright, `cause I love to be handed things. So, let's trade.

She passes her glass of champagne to Dad and takes the file from him, then takes her champagne glass back from Dad and passes the file over to Stark. “That was badass” i whispered, and I saw Pepper turn and wink at me. That woman is so cool, and hot.

Official consulting hours are between eight and five every other Thursday.

This isn't a consultation.

Is this about The Avengers? Which I...I know nothing about.

“What's the Avengers?” I asked dad as he gave me a wink, which meant he would tell me later.

“The Avengers Initiative was scrapped, I thought. And I didn't even qualify.” Tony said as he started walking towards his high-tech desk. “Why wouldn't you qualify? You’re Tony freaking Stark!” I exclaimed. “That's what I said!” Tony replied. “But apparently I'm volatile, self-obsessed, don't play well with others.”

“That makes sense,” I said back. “This isn't about personality profiles anymore.” my dad commented. “Whatever. Miss Potts, got a minute?” Tony waved his hand over and Pepper excused herself. I turn towards my dad. I have never seen him this anxious before. I took his hand in mine and gave it a squeeze. He looked down at me “it's going to be okay Dad, everything's going to turn out fine. We’ll be safe.” As I said that, I saw Tony look at the file on his holographic screen. There were pictures of heroes, all of who I recognized. I saw the hulk, Thor, Black Widow, Hawkeye, and Captain America. My dad and I were his biggest fans. Dad even has these vintage trading cards that took us forever to collect. It would be awesome to meet him in person one day.

Tony and Pepper were talking quietly before I saw her whisper something into his ear and his eyes went wide. Yep, they are definitely a couple. She kissed Tony before making her way over to us. “Well, he has homework to do. Any chance you are stopping by LaGuardia?” she said to my dad.

“We can take you,” my dad responded before walking towards the elevator with Pepper. I quickly ran to tony before we had to go. I tapped his shoulder and he turned to look at me. “I know you probably don't want to do this, but my dad's really scared and I'm scared. We need Earth's mightiest heroes to protect us. Please consider it.” I said to him. “Y/N” my dad called as he was holding the elevator door open. I quickly gave him a fist bump before running back to the elevator. Pepper was talking to dad about this girl he was seeing for a while who moved to portland. I never met her, but I knew dad liked her. I turned to look back at Tony who gave me a wink before the elevator door closed.

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flumet · 1 year

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Tony Stark/Phil Coulson Celebrity/Bodyguard AU moodboard with a small pinch of Secret Reationship

Tony Stark is used to being the center of attention, but he can't help but find himself drawn to Phil Coulson, his loyal and reserved bodyguard. As they spend more time together becuase of a new potential threat, Tony starts to see Phil in a new light. But with the constant scrutiny of the public eye, and the growing danger Tony is in, can they ever truly be together?

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marvelstarker-mha98 · 1 year

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The Runaway Distance Life Of A Little Stark Chapter 12: A little bit of truth

Pairing: Tony Stark & daughter!Reader, Phil coulson & reader, Peter parker & reader Summary: Phil and reader discussed something, peter parker and reader bond with a hint reveal Co author with: callikc Previous next Tag: @venomsvl @geeksareunique

You agreed to meet Coulson the next day at a safe and secure location so you could take a look at the jet. But, before that, you were looking after Peter.

Ben and May were at work so they asked you to pick him up from school which you were all too happy to do. He was the nicest and smartest kid you knew and he was like a little brother to you at this point. You'd do anything for him.

"Behold... The fortress." You announced, kicking open the door to your apartment and balancing some work projects in one hand. "Run free, child."

Peter laughed before doing just that and jumping onto the couch where a mound of pillows had been hoarded. He kicked off his shoes and bag and tossed them in a messy corner.

"What's for dinner?" He then asked.

"Uh..." You placed down the work stuff on the kitchen island, looking through the cupboards after. "We have a glorified cheese sandwich, or good old mac and cheese."

"Mac and cheese!"

You nodded. "Mac and cheese it is."

"Thanks."

"No problem. I might even have some ice cream left over from our last hang out."

"Yes!"

You laughed at the excitement. "So how's the physics project coming along?"

"Oh, you'll love this." He retrieved his school bag again and dug out a sheet of paper. "I want to make a homopolar motor."

"A spinning wire sculpture?"

"Yep. But I want to make it flashy as well. We've got to write down each step of our project and present it so the rest of the class can try their own at home."

"Ah, the dreaded class presentation. I always hated that."

"Me too. But this is pretty simple so I think I'll get it done by tonight. If you've got what we need, that is."

"Of course I do." You started to take out the ingredients for mac and cheese. "After all, what kind of house doesn't have a neodymium disc magnet?"

Peter grinned like a kid in a candy store and wrote down the list of things needed: - 1 neodymium disc magnet (0.5 diameter, with 0.25 thickness) - 1 AA battery, 1.5 volt - Copper wire (not insulated), 14 gauge - 12 inch ruler - Needle nose pliers with wire cutter

While you started to make the dinner, Peter gathered what he needed since he knew your apartment like his own. You occasionally watched and joined in while waiting for things to cook and by the time the kitchen timer went off, you'd gotten as far as putting the neodymium magnet on the negative end of the battery. The two of you could have made the whole thing in ten minutes any other day but since instructions were part of the project, it took longer.

"Dinner is served, fratello." You said, holding two plates of mac and cheese in each hand.

Peter glanced up from the project with a frown. "Fra-who-lo?"

You chuckled. "Don't worry. Just smile and nod."

"Right." He got up and moved to the couch, but when you didn't join him, he stared. "We're not eating at the table, are we?"

"God, no. What do you think we are, civilized beings? I'm just looking for the remote."

"It's in the bonsai pot."

"The bonsai pot?" You furrowed your brows, confused. "Why is the remote in the bonsai pot?"

"Because you have an unhealthy addiction to Buffy the Vampire Slayer and asked me to hide it."

"Oh... Okay. Yeah, that seems believable. I mean, Buffy could step on me. And dark Willow? Wow. Don't even get me started on Faith and Spike."

Peter had already zoned out of your simping and grabbed the remote, switching on the channel to the usual news. It was about an incident in Japan. Your dad had saved someone there, someone important by the looks of things.

Peter looked at you, noticing the way you looked away from the TV at all costs and started to awkwardly play with your food. He'd known you long enough to realize that was a sign that you were nervous. It happened any time Iron Man was mentioned in a conversation or shown on the TV. He'd been wanting to ask you something for a long time because of it, and now seemed like as good a time as any.

"Ellen?"

You looked up, trying not to react every time your dad flew by on the screen. "Yeah?"

"Are you (y/n) Stark?"

He had asked it so casually you were convinced you were hearing things at first.

Why would Peter ever ask that? How did he know? He was just a kid and surely still too young to remember when you were reported as missing.

How the hell did he know your name?

"Uh..." You swallowed nervously. "No."

Peter gave you a stare that clearly said he didn't believe you. "Are you sure?"

"Pete, I'd know if I was the daughter of a billionaire."

"Unless you ran away."

You blinked, growing more and more concerned. "What?"

"I've seen the old pictures, Ellen. You look just like (y/n) even though you keep changing your hair and clothes. I didn't realize until a few months ago."

"Peter-"

"Tell me the truth. Please." He begged with a pout. "I won't tell anyone. You know I won't. I promise."

Maybe...

Maybe it wouldn't hurt.

It had been years since the kidnapping, and Obadiah Stane was still very much dead. You hadn't had any incidents and things were calm. Perhaps the danger was gone.

You still had the pessimistic feeling that it wasn't over but you supposed everyone had that now and then. Besides, Fury and Ben knew and they were okay. You'd revealed the truth to Happy and he was alive. Maybe it was safe.

"Peter, you need to listen to me." You said. "You can't tell anyone. Not Ben and May, not Ned, not anyone."

Peter grinned before you gave him a stern look and he settled down. "Okay. I promise. Does this mean that you're really her? You're not Ellen, you're... (Y/n)?"

You closed your eyes tightly and took a moment to focus on breathing before you slowly nodded. "Yeah."

"Cool!"

You opened your eyes again, a little confused. "What?"

"That's so cool! I mean, Iron Man is your dad! How many people can say that?"

You scoffed. "With the way he used to be, more than you think."

He went to rant some more but suddenly stopped, tilting his head as he looked at you. "Why did you run away?"

Having known the question would pop up, you sighed. "It's a long story, kid."

"We've got hours."

"Unfortunately."

And so you began to explain. You left out the darker details since he was still only a kid but remained as accurate and close to the truth as possible. You didn't tell him that Ben knew or that you worked for SHIELD, just that a group of people knew and offered you work and safety.

"He's changed." You finished. "He used to be so distant. I knew more about the people he worked with than I ever did about him. There were so many birthdays where all I wanted was a song or even just a hug but got nothing. But he's different now."

Peter smiled sadly. "Why don't you go back?"

You thought about it but shrugged. "I guess I've just been away for so long, I've got used to it. And he's got a whole new life now as one of Earth's Mightiest Heroes."

"I'm sure he'd love to see you again. I mean, you're awesome, Ellen. You can build things and you're funny and cool and you make the best Mac and Cheese."

You smiled but shook your head. "Not now. Maybe... One day."

He wanted to persuade you more but ultimately nodded in understanding when he saw your eyes becoming tearful.

He moved next to you and hugged you tightly. "Here's that hug you always wanted."

You closed your eyes, putting your arms around him and relishing the feeling. "Thanks, Peter."

"I won't tell anybody." He said. "And I'm always going to love you and be your number one best friend no matter who you are."

The next day, were certain you were dreaming as you looked around at the little hideaway you were meant to be meeting Coulson in. You couldn't believe that while the world thought he was dead, he was working on missions in a place like this. It was incredible.

You missed him so much. In the many months you spent together, he'd quickly become your favorite agent. He wasn't like other uptight SHIELD people who barked orders without thought and listened to what superiors told them. He actually questioned things and had morals. You admired that.

The place in question was huge, like a bunker. There were more people inside than you thought there'd be but it wasn't exactly bustling either. There were storage crates and cars going around but in the center of it all was a huge jet.

You recognized it. It was a CXD 23215 Airborne Mobile Command Station, otherwise known as a Boeing C-17 Globemaster III airplane. SHIELD used them a lot during the 80s and 90s before the helicarriers came into rotation. To know that you were needed to help fix it was actually quite thrilling.

And, boy, did it look like it needed a fix. Especially the outside hull. You wondered if the interior was as bad or not.

"Ellen."

You turned at the name you'd grown accustomed to and your eyes lit up when you saw Coulson waiting on the ramp of the jet.

"Agent!" You smiled and ran forward, hugging him tightly. "You're really alive? You're real?"

He chuckled and returned the hug. "I am. I'm real."

"I can't-" You shook your head, disbelief clear on your face as you stepped back. "When Fury told me I couldn't believe it. What they did-"

"I'd rather not get into it."

"Oh." You nodded. "Yeah, no, I get it."

You then stepped back to take in the jet, changing the subject.

"What do you think?" Coulson asked curiously. "Can you fix it?"

You tilted your head as you assessed what you could see. "I'd take a guess at modest hull damage and minimal engine armor scrapes. It looks like an airlock was opened in a very unconventional manner."

He looked at you, impressed. "That's exactly what happened. You've got the quite the talent, Agent Campbell."

"I'm just an engineer." You scoffed. "I wouldn't mind knowing what caused this. Who opened the airlock?"

"That would be the Asgardian I told you about. Do you remember New Mexico?"

"With Thor? Wait... He didn't do this, did he?"

"No. This was someone else. Her name was Lorelai."

"Lor-e-who?"

He smiled and motioned to the jet. "We have a lot to talk about."

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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 years

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Under The Surface - Bucky Barnes X GN Reader

Title: Under The Surface

Bucky Barnes X GN Reader

Soulmate AU

Additional Characters: Tony, Natasha, Clint, Phil, Steve, the other Avengers (Mentioned), S.H.I.E.L.D. (Mentioned), Hydra (Mentioned), and random agents (Mentioned)

Requested

WC: 1,914

Warnings: Mentions of Bucky's past, mentions of depression, anxiety, nervousness, embarrassment, alcohol mentioned, typical Tony, and some slight self-deprecating thoughts

Y/N sighed as they walked down the busy streets of New York, Starbucks coffee in hand. They were wearing casual clothes today; Y/N wore a simple long-sleeved white shirt and blue jeans. It was another typical day and Y/N was late for work again.

Scratching the inside of their wrist, Y/N noticed that it has been really itchy lately. Hopefully, it wasn't anything bad. Looking down quickly, they caught a glimpse of their Soulmate mark. Ever since Y/N turned sixteen, they have had "I'm not nervous, you're nervous."on their wrist. Y/N didn't know why but they got a lot of bullcrap for it. But, snobby teens can use anything against you when they want to hurt you. It didn't bother Y/N anymore, after high school, they were used to it. They would always love their soulmate mark, it was their connection to their soulmate, how could they hate it?

They had been walking along for about ten minutes when suddenly Y/N's phone began to vibrate in their pocket. They pulled it out and checked the message: "Come to Tower ASAP."

It was from Tony, so Y/N did a quick u-turn and went the opposite direction, straight to the tower.

"Do I have the okay from Fury?" Y/N quickly texted back, trying to make sure they don't bump into any other people on the sidewalk.

"Yep! Even if you didn't, it doesn't matter, I am also your boss and I say come to the tower. ASAP." Tony texted back, and Y/N rolled their eyes.

"Sassy." They muttered to themself.

Y/N was a highly skilled and trained member of S.H.I.E.L.D., working under the one-eyed guide of Nick Fury. Y/N was a professional in the field, making sure each mission was done with pristine handle and care, and most importantly, making sure the mission got done correctly. That was why Fury made them captain of their missionary team.

Y/N was in charge of twelve other agents, making sure they got in and out without any problems, and making sure they were fit and well-trained in case anything weird happened. When aliens came down from space, they were there, making sure people were safe. They didn’t have any special powers or abilities to be able to fit the creatures coming from above, but they were willing to do anything to help those in need.

They made it inside the building without running into anyone thankfully. Y/N was greeted by a few agents who nodded and said hello as they passed. They continued through the hallways until they reached the elevator that led up to the main common room. Almost all the other Avengers were there, even Phil was there, which was really weird. He always seemed to be gone most of the time. Either on missions or with Fury. Y/N made their way over to where everyone else was standing, except for Clint, who was sitting at the table with his head in his hands.

"So, what's going on?" Y/N asked, huffing slightly from basically speedrunning the entire way to the Tower.

"Well, we're having a happy little get-together since Steve's best friend is coming to stay with us." Clint spoke, seeming annoyed.

Y/n furrowed their eyebrows, turning to their close friend in the Avengers, Natasha. "Is he okay?"

Natasha shrugged, crossing her arms. "He's not really happy about this, neither is Tony." She spoke, gesturing with the nod of her head over to the used-to-be playboy, who was currently chugging a bottle of whiskey.

Y/N nodded in understanding, mimicking the Black Widow and crossing their own arms. "Steve's friend from the 40s right?"

Natasha nodded, "Yeah, Steve's bringing him in now, from Wakanda."

Y/N's heard about Wakanda, which seemed like a beautiful place.

Soon the elevator doors opened and Steve walked out, a Bucky following close behind him. Y/N stared at the dear friend of Steve’s. He seemed nervous, awkward even. Anyone would be if they were being stared at by a large group of people. Tony from the other side of the room groaned loudly and left the room entirely, taking the whiskey with him. Clint just stayed at this spot, head still in his hands.

Y/N continued to analyze Bucky, he was tall, around the same height as Steve. Chin-length brown hair, bright blue eyes. His skin was pale, probably because he went through so much. Being a part of S.H.I.E.L.D, Y/N had read up on James Buchanan Barnes when Steve made his appearance, and knew about his past and his time with Hydra. They felt bad for him. The man looked like a warrior, or at least what Y/N imagined a warrior to look like. He was dressed in black pants, a black button-up shirt, and leather boots.

Y/N turned their attention back to Steve. He was shorter than Bucky, with a strong jawline and piercing blue eyes. He had short blond hair and wore a plain white t-shirt and blue jeans. They were so different physically, but personality wise, they sort of gave off the same aura. Strong, brave, and true.

Bucky had noticed Y/N the moment he walked through the elevator doors with Steve. He took a deep breath, making eye-contact with them. Y/N returned the gaze, smiling. Bucky quickly looked down, hair covering his face like dark curtains. He was definitely not used to this. Being near so many people. Especially not used to beautiful people smiling at them. He hadn't dealt with that in a long, long time. Y/N made them nervous.

Steve turned to Bucky and put a hand on his shoulder. "You can sit anywhere, you know that, right?" Steve smiled, trying to help calm his friend.

Bucky nodded slowly, looking around the room nervously.

"Alright, let's eat!" Phil said, clapping his hands together.

Everyone stood up and headed towards the food. Y/N watched Bucky, noticing that he was just standing there. He was uncomfortable, probably from being surrounded by so many people. Y/N got up and grabbed a plate, filled it with some pasta and chicken. They sat next to Bucky, handing him the plate.

"It's okay to be nervous, I know they can be a lot. Especially Tony." Y/N spoke, causing Bucky's eyes to widen, his eyes flickering from the plate to Y/N and back. Biting his lip, he nodded, taking the plate from them.

"I'm not nervous… You're nervous." Bucky stumbled awkwardly over his words, voice deep, but warm.

Y/N's eyes widened, mouth falling agape. Grabbing onto their own arm, they felt their wrist burn. They couldn't believe it. Bucky. Bucky was their soulmate.

"Are you serious?" Y/N asked, staring at Bucky.

Bucky nodded, biting his bottom lip.

"Oh my god." Y/N whispered, eyes wide.

"I know…" Bucky responded, his voice deeper than normal.

"Wow, this is a first." Y/N chuckled, face burning red.

Bucky looked away from Y/N, embarrassed.

"I mean... It normally is for soulmates. I mean, like I've never met you before, so of course this would be a first. I mean I know you, but I don’t know you, you know? I read your file. I mean, I sort of had too, but it was a while ago, when Steve joined. I don't know what I am really saying anymore. I'm sorry, I rant when I'm nervous." Y/N laughed nervously, rubbing the back of their neck.

"It's fine. I get it. I wouldn't be anyone’s first choice for a soulmate." Bucky mumbled, more to himself than to Y/N, looking down sadly.

Shaking their head rapidly, they placed their hand on Bucky's arm. "No, that's not what I meant. I am really happy actually. I mean, I know I don't really know you, but I know you're a good person at heart and I mean, who wouldn't want you to be their soulmate?" Y/N began ranting again, blushing madly as they tried to reassure the Ex Winter Soldier.

Bucky blushed, hand getting sweaty. When Y/N touched him, they didn't shutter away like he thought they would.

"Probably Tony." Bucky spoke, clearing his throat.

Y/N chuckled, surprised. "Was that a joke? Making jokes now?" They asked, covering their mouth as they continued to laugh.

Bucky's constant frown slowly turned into a small smile.

After Y/N calmed down a bit, they rolled up their shirt sleeve. Tracing the letters of the words that have been on their arm for over twelve years. Turning their wrist out, Y/N showed Bucky, who watched in interest.

"Whenever I thought about who my soulmate might’ve been, I never really could picture anyone. I mean after I watched Encanto, I thought for sure Luisa was my soulmate when she sang 'Surface Pressure,' I mean who wouldn't want to be soulmates with her, she's an absolute goddess-" Y/N paused, face warming up again.

Turning to Bucky, they gave an apologetic smile. "Sorry, I seem to do that a lot."

Bucky shook his head with a small smile, "Don't worry, I don't mind."

Y/N smiled back contently, looking back down at their wrist.

"Okay, well, what I was trying to say is that after meeting you, I... Well, you know what I mean right? It just felt right. Like all the stars aligned or some mystical crap." Y/N finally confessed, looking up beside them towards Bucky, who nodded.

"Yeah, I think I know what you mean." Bucky spoke, laughing softly.

Bucky didn't think. He knew. The moment Y/N had said those special words, Bucky felt as if he had a real purpose in his life. He wanted to do something good, to make a difference in someone's life. That was his purpose. And now that he knows that this perfect person beside them was his soulmate, he feels like he can accomplish anything with them by his side.

Y/N bit their lip, looking down at Bucky's arm. "Could I possibly see it?"

When Bucky nervously, anxiously looked away once again, Y/N became worried.

"I mean, you don't have to show me if you're not comfortable! I just... Oh, I am not good at this." They muttered the last part to themself, looking away embarrassed, cursing under their breath.

Worried, Bucky, placed his hand over theirs, gaining their attention.

"I would, if I could." He spoke softly, sadly.

Y/N understood immediately as Bucky showed his wrist on his non-metal arm. It was clean of any words.

"After the... Fall. I lost my arm with the mark." He confessed slowly, looking down at the plate of probably now cold pasta and chicken.

It was quiet, before Y/N gently smiled, scooting closer to Bucky, gently squeezing his hand that was still in theirs.

"I'm sorry, Bucky."

He shook his head, "No, it was in the past. But, I do remember that when I still had it, I would always wonder if my soulmate was as sweet and kind as the words that were on my wrist." He spoke fondly.

Unleashed tears of joy in their eyes, Y/N smirked, "Still a flatterer, I see. Am I everything you hoped and dreamed?" They asked and Bucky nodded without a second thought.

"Even more so, Doll."

“Well, I guess dreams do come true.”

#Bucky barnes x gn reader #cute #fluff #marvel mcu #the avengers #mcu #steve rogers #bucky barnes #bucky x you #bucky x y/n #bucky imagine #bucky fanfic #gn reader #phil #natasha #tony

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