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We were robbed...

I like to go back to this creator and think about what could of been instead of the reconned dumpster fire of a movie we received. All I wanted was a little romance, yearning, and angst of doomed lovers, THE RIGHT WAY.

I'll never forgive Disney for scrapping the concept of starboy x asha, asha's design being mediocre at best, and her not being a disney princess with an evil king AND queen as her parents... IT HAD SO MUCH POTENTIAL🗣🗣🗣

thankyou PhrenSo768

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GUYS!!! WE FINALLY DID IT!!! We wrote a drabble about Bruce Banner!!! Because there is never enough Bruce Banner fanfiction!!! YAAAAY!!! No pressure to read it, but YAAAAAAY!!! This is one of the most self-indulgent things I wrote, by the way.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bruce Banner/Tony Stark, Bruce Banner & Tony Stark Characters: Bruce Banner, Tony Stark Additional Tags: Oneshot, My First Fanfic, My First Work in This Fandom, My First AO3 Post, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Bruce Banner's Suicide Attempt, but implied - Freeform, no explicit details, Bruce Banner Needs a Hug, Bruce Banner Feels, Bruce Banner-centric, Adorable Bruce Banner, Adorable Tony Stark, Fluff and Angst, Cuddling & Snuggling, Napping, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Light Angst, Bruce Banner is a chronic overthinker Series: Part 1 of I See [Him] in the Back of my Mind Summary:

Tony appreciates that Bruce is alive.

Your honour. Them <33 I can never have enough Stitch and Angel art I love them sm

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"Oh, come on, Jotaro!!"

"Tch, I said absolutely NOT!!"

The blonde gritted his teeth, the small vampiric fangs showing through. "Will you get over your damn feud just this once?!"

"Tch, fuck no!"

"Mn... Jotaro," an older voice chimed in. "Perhaps the young one has a point? It has been over two decades..."

The marine biologist shot his grandfather a glare before looking back to the teen mafioso. "Do you even understand the amount of chaos we went through because of your father?"

"I do." Giorno hissed. "But this isn't being asked for his sake, I'm asking for my mother. She set aside the one thing that's special for a woman and that's her special day, her very wedding!!"

"And that's her problem!!"

"Oi, what's the commotion about?" Josuke. He always had a bad habit of not paying attention until the noise got to loud for him to ignore. "Who's having a wedding??"

Giorno turned and gave the young adult an exhausted look. "Ah, buon giorno, Josuke. My apologies for disturbing you, I'm trying to get Jotaro to help with something I wish to surprise my mother with."

"But aren't Ads and Dio already married?"

Giorno sighed. "Yes, but they never had a proper wedding ceremony. Legally, it was done at home and Papa had a friend who pulled some strings with the church. Mama has never had the chance to wear a real wedding dress, nor enjoy that one special day."

Josuke raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting to his nephew. "And this is a problem... why?"

Jotaro glared at him. "Tch."

"Giorno, let's do it." Josuke encouraged. "Gramps, what's your take?"

Joseph rested a hand on his cane, looking at the two. "Dio may have been... er... that was his name, right? Well, no matter. When is this party?"

Giorno smirked at the only negative nancy in the room. "Better get your daughter a pretty little dress, she'll be the flower girl."

Jotaro's jaw clenched, resisting the urge to clock the kid. "I'll replace those flowers with knives."

"Good, it will make Papa glad to know you thought of his hobbies."

Jotaro groaned as he stood from his chair, storming from the room.

After months of planning, it was finally the day. All was set and ready, food choices precise, and music hand-picked by Josuke. Giorno has picked the loveliest dress for his mother, albeit was shocked when she had dyed it black. He knew, however, that she was excited and still a tad in shock that he'd put all of this together for her.

Of course, his father was in a more proper attire for a change, which was a shock to everyone as well. But knowing Dio, he did still add a personal flare to the attire with a red cape. Somehow, Giorno knew his father wouldn't be able to keep himself from being flamboyant in some manner... at least he ensured it would go nice when paired against his wife.

The ceremony was held in an old, stone cathedral that could hold plenty of guests. Lace drapery hung at the stained glass windows and everyone was dressed to impress.

"Ah, Giorno~" Adelaide cooed, taking her son's hands. "This party is wonderful. You didn't have to go to all this trouble, really!"

Giorno chuckled, eyes closed eyes smiling. "Of course I did, Mama. You never had your special day, and so you deserve this. Today is your day, no one can tell you otherwise."

The blonde woman was glowing, if that was even possible for a vampire. "Oh, my son, you are too sweet. I'm honestly surprised that you got Jotaro to even agree to be in attendance!"

Giorno huffed, although a smirk broke through. "It took a lot of convincing, I can assure you. That reminds me!"

"Yes?"

Giorno smiled wide. "Have you had your dance yet?"

Adelaide cocked her head slightly, not recognizing at first what her son was asking. "W-What? Oh! You mean...? I, uhm... N-No, I have not, You know your father isn't one for that, and with a crowd he'd be even less willing. Especially in front of Jotaro of all people."

The Don's brows furrowed. "You can't be serious? Mama, you can't let him rid you of that! That's a special moment for you! Just as special as this party!"The woman shook her head. "N-No no, it's okay, dear. Really, I--"

Her words were cut off when the music suddenly stopped, everyone's attention turning towards the front of the cathedral. There, Josuke stood in a fitting, purple suit that was complete with frilly white wrist cuffs. "Everyone, if I can divert your attention please!"

Adelaide raised a brow, leaning to whisper to her son. "Giorno, what is he doing?" The mafioso, however, had just as confused of a look as she did. "I have no idea..."

"Now, first off, let me thank all of your for coming. We know our families have had their differences, but to us all put them aside to give someone a once in a lifetime moment such as this is quite heartwarming." Josuke spoke, a sparkle in his eye. "Wouldn't you agree, Jotaro?"

"Tch." Jotaro didn't respond, all he did was roll his eyes at the comment.

"I knew you'd agree!" Josuke teased. "Now! We've all been having quite the time here, drinking and enjoying the food and company, but there's just one thing I can't help but notice was overlooked! Forgotten!!"

"Did I misplace my cane again?" Joseph stammered, looking around as everyone lightly laughed. "Huh?"

"No no, gramps, your cane is right there with you." Josuke chuckled. "What I'm talking about is something special, something that would be intimate and only for the bride and groom. What I speak of... is the bride's special dance."

Giorno's eyes widened in surprise. He'd noticed, as well? Well, he wasn't going to contest if the young man was going to take initiative. His attention was diverted when he heard his father's voice.

"....The hell are you on about?" Dio snarled, tapping his nail against the wine glass in his hand.

Giorno's gaze then fell upon his mother again. "Ah! G-Giorno!" Her tone was nervous and hushed, clearly worried. "G-Giorno, your father isn't going to agree to this!"

Josuke could see from the stage what was occurring with the bride and a strange look came upon his face. Was it confidence or a form of bravado? "Giorno. Bring your mother to the center, would you? Jotaro, you'll help, yes?"

Jotaro huffed. He wasn't going to budge at first, but then a smirk came over his face. He knew what Josuke was asking without having to get clarification. "Yare yare, daze..." The man stood and made his way to his old enemy's side.

"G-Giorno!" Adelaide stammered, her son gracefully leading her to the center of the room.

"H-Hey!! Get your hands off me!!" Dio protested as Jotaro began pushing Dio in the same direction, a devious grin on his face. "Shut up."

Adelaide and Dio stood awkwardly at the center of the room together, Jotaro returning to his seat and Giorno joining Josuke up on the stage.

"And now..." Josuke began. "May we present to you..."

"The bride..." Giorno chimed in. "...and groom's moment to shine."

With that, Giorno turned to Josuke and they both nodded. At this point, the two younger men were mentally in synch. They knew just the song to put on, even if it wasn't the most conventional choice.

Adelaide's eyes widened as a more upbeat tune began to play from the cathedral's speaker system that Narancia had set up. She turned and looked around, frozen at first. When she saw her husband's expression, however, she then smirked. Dio stood with his right side to her, arms folded and eyes closed, clearly irritated at their son's actions. Adelaide exchanged glances with both Giorno and Josuke before turning back to her husband, shoving him.

"H-Hey!!" Dio hissed. "What are you--!!" Adelaide backed away from him, a smirk on her face as she grabbed a corner of her skirt and began to lift it above her knee. Dio's eyes widened as well as Giorno's when the two watched the woman tear the fabric of her dress, taking it from floor length to her mid-thigh. If a dance is what her son wanted her to have with Dio, then a dance everyone would get.

"She's into superstition~" Giorno began to sing.

"Black cats and voodoo dolls~" Josuke followed up, taking on the back-up role.