Jun 15, 2022
Blue Black
It was worth it, his death.
You know this objectively.
His words shifted the tide of power in Timely. And as blood wept from his chest, his courage found new breath amongst the onlookers. His legacy lives on in the town itself, invisible handprints that shaped every righteous bend in the arc towards justice.
But.
But so too do his handprints still paint your hips from the last time he touched you. The pain reignites itself when you press your fingers against the ghost of his, when you try desperately to remind yourself how you believe it was worth it.
(read on ao3)
#1872#1872 my beloved#drabble#scribbles#stevetony#why do i feel like i just ran a marathon writing this fkjdslfklasjf#yeah i know it was kind of a cop out just naming this blue black but in all fairness there is a *specific* brand who's blue black ink i am#thinking of!!#*whose#also does anyone know why i'm so drawn to writing 2nd person POV for tony stark? what's that all about huh? i for one would love to find ou#evwrites