#olympianfate

[ourvendetta]

@olympianfate ; tony    /    𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 ; 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.

    "    𝐢'𝐦  𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭  𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞,  𝐢'𝐥𝐥  𝐛𝐞  𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭  𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧  𝐲𝐨𝐮  𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞  𝐮𝐩,    "   thor  said  softly,  unsure  if  tony  could  even  hear  him  right  now,  but  it  was  better  than  sitting  anywhere  else,  just  waiting  for  news.   what  else  could  he  do?   he  had  continually  failed  and  he  wouldn't  fail  tony.   he  had  failed  to  protect  his  people,  half  of  whom  were  dead  and  the  rest  without  a  home.   he  hadn't  been  able  to  stop  the  deaths  of  heimdall  and  loki.   he  had  failed  to  stop  thanos  and  now  half  of  the  entire  universe  were  gone.   he  couldn't  leave,  he  couldn't  move  because  he  refused  to  fail  tony  right  now.   thor  would  sit  right  here  until  he  got  stronger  and  he  woke  up.   he  hated  that  he  would  have  to  tell  him  that  there  was    𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠   that  could  be  done.   thanos  had  destroyed  the  stones  and  there  was  no  way  to  bring  everyone  back.   if  he  had  aimed  for  the  head,  none  of  this  would've  happened.   if  he  had  actually  killed  thanos,  none  of  this  would  have  happened.   thor  had    𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝    and  there  was  nothing  that  could  be  done  to  change  that.   sititng  by  tony's  beside,  he  felt  absolutely  useless,  but  he  knew  no  matter  where  he  went,  he  would  feel  like  that.   at  least  here,  he  could  potentially  be  useful  for  tony  when  he  woke  up.   he  could  only  imagine  how  scary  it  must  have  been  for  tony  being  stuck  out  there,  unsure  if  he  would  be  found.   he  should've  gone  out  there  to  find  him.   he  should've  been  here  sooner.   moving  the  chair  closer  to  the  bed,  hand  moving  to  take  tony's,   "   i'm  right  here.   i'm  not  going  anywhere,    "

[assetfcrged]

tony @olympianfate asked, " hey, how badly are you hurt? can you move? you think you can walk? “

there was so much going on that bucky was walking a dangerous line with his nightmares. barely been fighting a few minutes ( hours? ) and all the memories of his hydra days had him by the throat. the only thing keeping him together was the fact that most of the things he was facing had six arms. legs? appendages?

they didn't look human.

but, they moved fast as hell. after setting the small raccoon creature down and dodging yet another question about his arm, the soldier had been tackled to the ground. hot breath and dripping teeth has his neck straining for fresh air. as he fought, one of those appendages pinned down his own metal arm. there was a creak and then a crack. bucky wasn't sure if it was metal or bone.

there wasn't enough space for his rifle between them so he twisted his thigh just enough to reach for one of the many knives strapped to his body. the first strike went to the neck, where a human artery would be. no idea if the thing had the same anatomy but all his training was taking over. emotions slowly pushed to the side. he started slipping down into the dark place he went when everything got to be too much.

several more stabs eventually guaranteed his freedom. in it's pain, though, the thing swatted at his body and flung him across the battlefield.

" uh, " there were two suits in front of him. maybe three. hard to tell with them layering on top of one another. yet, the question instantly snaps bucky back to those days with his father. " yeah. " he was always okay. as far as everyone was concerned, especially steve, james barnes was always okay. nothing crossed his face except what was intended to be mild irritation. " thing's breath smells like week old leftovers but i'm fine. go check on steve. "

[shieldrevive]

tony @olympianfate said, ❛ Most of my life I felt alone, even when I was with people. Then I met you. ❜

the early years between them had been far from easy. a combination of steve's trauma, tony's traume, anger on both sides, rising stress, and a number of other problems meant they were more like oil and water than anything else. yet, beneath everything the soldier saw a determined, gentle heart who wanted to save everyone. he, the trained soldier, saw the impracticality in that. yes, steve always wanted to save everyone but sometimes ( especially with the ever increasing villainous powers ) the battle plan had to lean more towards triage.

in all the time tony was missing, steve hated himself. he should've been in new york instead of playing secret avenger. he should've fought harder about the sokovian accords and tony's insistence he could fix everything. it wasn't a lack of trust in his husband it was the fact that their relationship, in many aspects, was being torn apart. he hated the lack of control. he hated being backed into a corner. it never ended well for the person attempting to push him.

being a "superhero" in a world organization was a first for everyone involved. despute what everyone thought about him he did understand there were political nuances there. but, he was never going to be anyone's dancing monkey ever again and he certainly wasn't going to let capitolism tell him who he could save.

but, all that was in the past. tony was still recovering from his time out in space but at least they were together again. a gentle kiss is pressed to the other man's knuckles as he listens to whatever that soft voice wants to tell him.

" me, too, " the soldier scoffs. his eyes gravitate towards the band on his ring finger, using his thumb to spin it several times. " for half my childhood i had bucky there and, trust me, i appreciate everything he did. even think i was a little in love with him at one point but he never... " steve's lips hang open for a few seconds while he searches for the right words. " he never completely understood why i was the way he was. how could he? just like there are aspects of his life i can never understand. "

tilting his head to the side, steve can't help but glance over the medical monitors. " but i hope you know there is absolutely no chance i ever leave you alone again. not after everything we just went through. "

[ofthclight]

❝ i need you to take a breath. ❞ for maria from Tony

take a breath . ❝ take a breath . ❞ did he really , truly , just tell her to take a breath ? the corners of her mouth pinch , upturning into an expression that might be mistakenly read as a smile but really is the look she gives when she's thinking about pulling her weapon on someone . although pulling a gun on tony would probably just boost his ego more . an ego that , up until five minutes ago , she thought surely couldn't get larger . clearly , she was mistaken . ❝ tell me stark , what in the hell makes you think you're qualified for this ? ❞