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@egoteric asked:“Have you seen him? He’s like a mountain.” small/tall starters.
THAT DOES MAKE HER LAUGH. it’s brief and barely there but she shakes her head at the reference of a mountain. “That’s Red Guardian. You know, Russia’s own captain america.” Or he was red guardian, not that Alexei think he is pass his glory days. “Do tall men scare you now? Your suit is made of iron.”
' i can drive, ’ thor insists, dangling a pair of keys from two fingers. the rental agency had asked for some kind of identification, but it hadn’t taken too much convincing that a.) he is, in fact, thor of asgard, and b.) he is licensed to drive on midgard. only one of those things is true. ‘ just because i haven’t yet ---- ’
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morgs and tony! (@egoteric)
she arrives home a little over midnight. later than what was their deal, but morgan couldn't imagine going straight home after what happened. cold night air cleaned her lungs and mind, tears wiped until new ones formed —— again and again —— keeping her from going home —— because this is so embarassing, because it didn't just happen to her, because she wasn't in the mood to lie what REALLY happened. she walked until her nose was bright red, her eyes puffed from crying, her tired legs begging to sit.
muddy sneakers thrown in the hallway, new hand-drawn tote bag lands right at them, getting dirty in the proces and pushing morgan again. involuntary sob drags itself out along with fresh tears as she picks it up. dirty and RUINED. she walks into the lighten up living room, full aware her dad isn't sleeping. at first, she doesn't search through the room for him, but inspect her bag and at last throws it with grunt and rage strongly against the hard floor. eyes shoot up, voice full of annoyance, she shouts, ❝ what are you looking at! ❞ not completely out of character, morgan is passionate about lot of things, though very out of the line how she usually talks with her dad.
PLOTTED STONY/HOWARD STARTER || @egoteric
❛ YOU KNOW , you’re real funny , kid. i can tell you’ve got my sense of humor. but seriously ---------------- steve rogers went down a year ago , before i got here. searched all i could , found nothin’. ❜ howard scoffs outright , dark brows knitting. ❛ i managed to get my time machine workin’ in hopes that i could go back & stop him from tanking that damn plane , but i ended up here. YOU’RE TELLIN’ ME HE’S HERE ? in the future ? ❜ confusion is clear on the genius’ face ------ there’s this bittersweet hope & agony mixed in. he’d get to see steve again , but he’d spent so long mourning him. nearly betrayed his memory by sneaking away the soldier’s blood. ❛ that’s ridiculous. almost as ridiculous as me havin’ a kid. ❜
❛ i thought the same thing first time i met him. ❜ steve’s familiar voice sounds from the doorway , broad shoulders keeping him propped up against the frame. he’d gotten tony’s texts about the situation --- definitely wasn’t the weirdest thing he’d encountered yet. so , he greets howard with a warm grin. the look on howard’s face is nothing short of absolute joy. howard’s out of the chair he was in , glass of bourbon discarded quickly in favor of hurrying over to steve to hug him. steve laughs , hugging him back just tight enough that howard coughs. baby blues look to tony , trying to gauge if he was okay. he knew the howard they both knew at separate times in the man’s life were distinctly different. his own joy at seeing him was most likely quite the opposite for tony.
@egoteric || a kiss under the mistletoe meme!! || cause i forgot abt the mistletoe part
a surprise kiss that means so much more.
It’s late and it’s only the two of them who stuck around to work well past the meeting and the others leaving for the night. He was asked to stay. Finish up the plans that they’d discussed. Give input on the few ideas he tossed back that lined up with Tony’s. Of course he would say yes. Denying Tony much of anything? He’s not sure he can do that. Not with the miles and miles of history between the two of them. So much that being let in? It means the world to him. More than he ever expresses. Or ever would. It’d just be too awkward to try.
Someone thought it would be hilarious. To hang some mistletoe in a place where Bucky doesn’t notice until he’s on his way out. Side by side with Tony who comes to an abrupt stop. The suddenness of it all has Bucky’s stops pausing in near unison. A confused look of bewilderment shoves his eyebrows together as he looks over at the man beside him. There’s a glint in Tony’s eyes. One that has Bucky squinting but curious as to----a finger is jutted upwards. Mistletoe.
He can’t be serious? Tony Stark---there’s a puff of laughter. Bucky doesn’t realize it was his. But Tony’s brows lift and Bucky realizes--he is. There’s something in his chest that suddenly bursts to life. Warm and tight in his throat. Yeah, okay. It’s a feeling that spreads up to his head. Makes him dizzy as he takes a step closer and forces himself to swallow. His touch comes feather light. Against the side of Tony’s jaw. Flesh and bone fingers brush over the soft stubble from a too long day. He can hear his pulse in his ears when he leans in and their lips meet. A sharp inhale through his nose and his fingers curl. (So do his toes--but Tony can’t see that.)
He should’ve pulled back by now but he doesn’t--instead he goes to but returns for more. And there’s nothing light about this kiss. Nothing at all. It’s a firm press of lips that nudges a sound from the back of his throat as lips part and that noise spills over into Tony’s mouth.
Oh hell. What is air?
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SEEING HIM LIKE THIS was not how he imagined their reunion. things had always been so unspoken but ever present for them. never any move to act on their feelings , but the lingering stares at lips & hugs that lasted just a little too long ------------ but tony had always been with pepper. && the one time he wasn’t , the accords & bucky split them apart. he can’t blame tony for the way he reacted ------ it had gutted steve to lie to him. to look him in the eye & say he cared about bucky more when he should have told him he loved him & that he was sorry. STUBBORN TILL THE END.
but seeing tony now ---- emaciated from his time in space , barely hanging on ? steve feels sick to his stomach. what can he do ----- ? the way tony looks at him is even worse ------ it cuts straight through every last fiber of his being. even so , he’s at his side , strong arms supporting him to get him inside & to the sofa to rest. the medical team has him hooked up to an iv before steve can even properly blink. ❛ tony------ ❜ he doesn’t know what to say. every word seems to die on his tongue. he swallows roughly & couches down in front of him , trying desperately to appear smaller than he is. uncover himself & let that rare vulnerability show.
SHOULDN’T BE MUCH OF A SURPRISE THAT THINGS HAVE BEEN TENSE, even in these days where everything has fallen apart so much that old conflicts seem far less immediate than they used to. Steve, though? He isn’t good at this part. Problem solving, sure —— but when it comes to the complicated mines of the more emotional, personal conflicts?
He’s kept his distance. A polite distance, certainly, a working distance: but after everything —— hell, he ain’t even sure where to begin.
He heard about Morgan through the grapevine, though —— hard not to, these days —— and yeah, he talked to Pepper a bit, felt out if visiting would even be a good idea.
And hell, he doesn’t know if it is or not, but either way: here he is, stepping up on the step of the little lakeside cabin, a little gift bag in hand ( he hadn’t the slightest clue about what kind’ve gifts to bring for a baby, but the old lady at the shop he stopped in was astoundingly helpful ) — and gives a easy knock on the door, stifling that little tug of apprehension about how this will go.
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RUMMAGING THROUGH HER LUGGAGE, a crease forms in between her brows, she’s quite certain she’d set the device down near here a moment ago. ❝ If I don’t find my phone soon we’ll be late... The entire itinerary for this trip is on there. ❞ How could I be so careless? Pepper scolds herself and sighs, being out of the country on business doesn’t normally have her so frazzled. She bends further, digging deeper inside of her suitcase until her fingertips discover a familiar rectangular shape. ❝ Thank god. ❞ The strawberry blonde fishes it out and then gives her appearance the once over before leaving. She opted for something a little different, a dress that’s elegant and no less professional than her usual attire, but definitely striking in its own way. Paired with nude louis vuittons, she’s not hard to pick out from a crowd.
Upon approaching Tony’s hotel door, she knocks to announce her presence and proceeds to enter. ❝ Please tell me you’re decent? ❞ There's slight sarcasm laced in her voice. It wouldn’t be the first time she’s accidentally walked in on her boss when he’s not dressed and she is sure it won’t be the last, but if she can avoid the situation, she will. Not that she finds him repulsive, he’s quite attractive, but those are dangerous thoughts to be thinking and she can’t afford such DISTRACTIONS. ❝ We’re expected to be at the Hôtel d’Evreux in thirty minutes. I've already arranged for our chauffeur to arrive in ten. ❞
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