I’m rewatching a4 and it is WRENCHING my GuT out and I am in desperate need of some a4 fix-its….and I was wondering if u have any recommendations
hello ari!! i'm so sorry this took a week but here are my favourite endgame fix its (and sort-of fix its) of all time 🥹 if you're in the mood for more endgame fics and art, there are lots of them in this endgame exchange collection too!!
Five Seconds by @elcorhamletlive
From the moment Steve suits up, he knows what he’ll do.
you’ve got to close your eyes and see by @thahiree
Morgan manages to bring Tony back eleven years after Thanos’ defeat, long after everyone’s learned to live without him. Everyone’s overjoyed once they get over their shock, but Tony finds it hard to adjust, now that Pepper’s moved on and Morgan’s not a little kid anymore.
Somehow, the one constant is Steve.
submerge me in your will by @capnstars
“Hey,” Tony says. Steve’s heart thunders in his chest, his hands twitch by his side and he folds them under his chest to keep them from doing something stupid. They just look at each other for a moment. Tony registers the signs of age around Steve’s eyes, the glimpses of silver in the pale blonde of Steve’s hair. Steve takes in the pinked scar curving around Tony’s eye and jaw, and his prosthetic arm.
Steve feels like he’s a second away from breaking apart after months of clinging onto the pieces of himself. “Hey,” he replies, instead of all the other things he wants to say.
Same old story. by orphan account
“We’re toasting our regrets,” Tony explains. “Your turn."
It takes him a long minute to think of something. Or, more likely, it takes him a long moment to work up the courage. But then he turns and raises his bottle to Tony. Looks him dead in the eyes, a sad, sort of wistful smile on his face, and says, “You.”
Breathing at the Same Time by @softanticipation
The dust settles and the stones are returned, leaving Steve more aimless than ever. In a world that doesn’t seem to need him anymore, he eventually learns that purpose goes beyond war and love is more than just a four-letter word.
Featuring two halves of a road trip, sidewalk chalk, and a man with whom Steve never expected to share a pull-out couch.
when i run out of road, you bring me home by quiddd
“Oh, I won’t bother you.” The tone of Steve’s voice implies that he definitely will be bothering Tony, aggressively and frequently. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll keep to my farm, you keep to yours. Solitude together.”
Tony opens his mouth to argue that that’s not how this works, but he snaps it shut at the realization that Steven Grant Rogers is fucking with him. That twinkle in his eye has accelerated into a full-on glimmer, and the ends of his lips are twitching. Jesus, he hates this man. Or maybe he wishes he did. Tony can’t really tell the difference anymore.