#endgame divergent

[liquidlightz]

Romantic stucky!  the companion happy times to my sad Steve hours; one of 3 arts that I created for my @notanotherstuckybb 2020 collab with @powercrow

the fic is a fantastic Planet Hulk comics and MCU Endgame divergent crossover adventure! 😎  

read “lost in time, lost in space” here

find my art post here 

Bingo squares :

C1 - “Rings” for Stucky bingo

Y3 - “Steve/Bucky” for Bucky Barnes bingo

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[liquidlightz]

one of 3 arts that I created for @notanotherstuckybb ; my 2020 (Not) Another Stucky Big Bang collab with @powercrow

the fic is a fantastic Planet Hulk comics and MCU Endgame divergent crossover! 😎

“Steve runs his fingers over smooth, shining metal plates, along the well worn grooves. He smooths the wires and cables emerging from the shoulder, traces the faded red star.”

“The metal fingertips barely graze his hair, but with his eyes closed, he can pretend...”

😭

I may have spent most of my time on this one sad scene, which gave me feels I couldn’t resist, but the story is only uphill from this point...

read the fic “lost in time, lost in space” here 

and find my main art post here .

This piece also filled the squares ;

B5 “Never Again” for my @buckybarnesbingo​ 

E1 “Alternate Timeline” for @stuckybingo2020​ 

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[thunderveins]

“Why do you you always shut me out?”

𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒   /   accepting !

      ❛ 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 ! 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈'𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄, ❜     thor bellowed. his cry was terribly pained, like a beast’s bleeding out, drowning into a pathetic croon. thor would never have allowed anyone else to watch him so vulnerable, but as a fellow king—as a lover—t’challa would possibly know where his pain was sourced from. feel how monumental thor felt his failures were. perhaps, if t’challa could understand even half of the burdens on his shoulders, could he empathize ? let him down slowly ?

he’d become more beast than man in the years following the moment he’d beheaded thanos, and this—was the culmination of anger and grief finally swallowing thor up. he’d lost and he didn’t want that monster to infect t’challa, too. the other male was the king he’d failed to be, and the lover he didn’t deserve. he sulked among the debris of broken furniture and empty bottles of beer, retiring to his empty throne, a tattered couch, in the corner.❛ leave me, t’challa, ❜ he mumbled, voice hushed, broken. ❛ please. ❜

[dragonnan]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I’ve assembled (heh) all of the existing meta for Universe Prime into one place to make it easier to access.  I will update whenever new meta is developed. :)