#winteriron?

[l-orange27]

Steve: If there's one thing I want to get rid of in this room, it's you.

Tony: What? Why me?!

Bucky: Cause he's close to bending you on the closest furniture and banging you -

Tony: - pretends to be scandalized -

Bucky: What? I know I would -

Steve: BUCKY!

Tony: - is genuinely scandalized -

[kahuna-burger]

Bucky : I think I lost some time when you were working on my arm, did something happen?

Tony : Yeah, one of the pinched wires must have hurt a lot when I disconnected it, and the Winter Soldier kinda came out to play.

Bucky : Oh my god, are you alright, did he hurt you? How did you finish the repair?

Tony : Don't worry about it, the Soldier's really no problem. All I had to do was establish who was the boss around here, and everything was fine.

Bucky : ...

Bucky : ...

Tony : Obviously in this case, I established that he was the boss. Everything was fine.

[drgrlfriend]

Hi! I saw you have an auction up on Fandom Trumps Hate and are willing to write fic for marvel comics. (you said to ask on anon, but like this you can reply privately?) I'm looking for fic authors willing to write Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark, would you be ok with that? If not, that's completely fine of course. I just wanted to ask, since it's a small enough ship that people may not list it explicitly ^^; thanks!

I can’t guarantee that I’d be GREAT at it but sure, I’d be willing to give it a try!  I think Tony is a really interesting character, but I haven’t written him much. I’m pretty new to Marvel in general – just got sucked in via Winterhawk and have mostly hung out there, but I’m familiar with all the MCU canon.

ETA:  Oops, I didn’t see an option to answer privately so hopefully you got this?  Your ask is gone now.  I’m bad at asks, sorry!

[ace-not-blind]

Because of this I now keep seeing Tony coming out of nowhere to kiss Bucky on the cheek, especially when he's being particularly grumpy. Bucky: *is cleaning his gun* Clint runs past him and knocks the pieces allover the floor Bucky:FUCKINHELLCLINT WATCH WHAT YOU- *POP* O.O wha- Tony:Be cool Winter Soldier Bucky:... //// Bucky and Steve arguing over who gets to eat the last pop tart, and it gets heated to the point of blows *POP* Bucky and Steve: O//O Tony:..Chill..*takes pop tart from Bucky's hand and walks away calmly* //// Bucky unwillingly lets a bad guy go...Later on he's so pissed he punches a giant dent into a wall in a training room. Tony peeks his head in. When Bucky looks over to see him in the doorway he starts backing away Bucky: Oh no, you're not doing it again Tony:*walks closer* Bucky: nope stay right where you are Tony:* gets even closer* Bucky: I don't even know why you've been doing this Tony:*right in Bucky's face* But you like it, am I right or am I right? Bucky:Wha-uh n- I *is blushing redder than Tony's suit* Tony:*takes Bucky's face in his hands* Do. You. Like. It? Bucky: ...*heartrate nearing Quicksilver speeds* *nods the tiniest nod* Tony lays the lightest kiss on his lips, Bucky's eyes flutter close and when he opens them again its to watch Tony's back retreating from the room as he stands in shocked silence. Steve:*peeks his head in to see Bucky touching his fingers to his lips* You okay Buck? Bucky: *makes a strangled noise in the affirmative* Steve looks from Bucky to Tony walking away, several times, and makes the connection when he sees Tony look over his shoulder at him with a smug smirk. Steve: OH HELL NO, TONY! *stalks after him* Tony:*giggles* byyye Bucky*still touching his lips*.......huh....

[eternalpeaceisoverrated]

Preview of my newly started avengers fic

“Avengers Tower has fallen. I repeat: Avengers Tower has fallen.” And that’s how it began. A few shocking words uttered quietly into a crackling radio, a shaky attempt at calm, and for a moment, all he could see was black. The sounds of the battle eased away, and he was lost in total darkness. That was their main base of control, thousands had been stationed there, taking over command from their central unit of power, and it was just....gone. No warning, no chance at stopping it. One moment it was there and the next it was...collapsed, obliterated. Nonexistent, like it hadn't ever been there at all. It was the screaming that brought him back; the plaster, dust and ash rendering him completely, hopelessly blind; the ear-splitting crash of debris raining down. For a second, a moment that felt like days, everything settled and there was dead silence; no screams, no debris left to fall, no explosions. Blissful silence.