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And My Heart Went Boom
I'm sorry, were you all under the impression I wouldn't use Hamilton for the 'helpless' prompt? Please. Fill for @stevetonygames Team Marry
"We were in college," Steve started.
"Here we go," Tony said loudly as he got up from the kitchen table to clear the dishes.
"We were in college," Steve repeated and grinned at the gathered group of college students around his table, "and I was at a party with my best friend, Bucky."
"Explain the name, babe," Tony called from the sink.
"Childhood thing, buck teeth," Steve said. "Legal name is James. Anyway, Bucky is one of those guys who just dazzles a room, and I like to watch."
"Less creepy than it sounds," Tony offered.
"Do you want to tell this?" Steve called back, and he could hear the swallowed snickers around the table.
"Of course not, shnookums," Tony said, coming back to the table. "Alicia, are you done?"
The freshman said she was and Tony collected her plate, which had been covered in Steve's famous pot roast only moments before.
"So Buck is just working the room, clearly trying to find a hookup for the night, and I was sitting in the corner, drinking something that passed for beer and wondering how long until I could get out of there." Steve let a smile spread across his face. "I happened to be next to a window, and all of a sudden, there was a boy crawling in through it."
"The door was being blocked by an asshole named Brock," Tony said, "and I had to make an appearance at the party or my best friend would have had my head."
"He fell unceremoniously onto the floor, looked up at me with his giant doe eyes, and my heart went boom," Steve said. "I knew then and there, that whatever he was, he was mine."
"And how long have you guys been married?" Cora asked from one end of the table.
"Fifteen years next month," Steve said. "I've been teaching for twelve of those."
"What he didn't tell you," Tony said as he re-entered the dining room bearing pie, "was that I started flirting with Bucky first, Steve nearly ripped his best friend's head off, I was totally turned off by the machismo, and we fought for two years before he finally kissed me to shut me up."
"Like I said, mine," Steve said with a laugh. "Dig in, everyone, this is from Lulu's and you can't say you're a Haverton student unless you love Lulu's."
~*~
Tony made himself scarce as soon as he delivered the pie. This wasn't the first time they'd hosted international students during freshman orientation, and it wouldn't be the last, and Tony knew who they really wanted to get to know was Dr. Rogers, not Dr. Stark. He thumped down to the basement to work on his prototype for a retractable cane when his phone buzzed with a text.
Steve: You still make my heart go boom.
Tony bit his lip to keep from smiling.
Tony: You still make me feel helpless.
Steve: For as long as we both shall live.
Tony: Maybe past it, I'm in talks with Strange from the metaphysics department.
Steve: I love you, you weirdo.
Tony: But I'm your weirdo.
Steve: Always.
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@flamesfated memed:
"hold my hand??"
❯❯❭─( meme )──➤ ⋙ { hurt / comfort sentence starters.}
Almyra's sun is blinding. After 6 years, Claude can't say he's used to it anymore -- but he can say he'd missed it. He feels himself coming alive the more he gets closer to longer days and shorter nights, the warmer air. Almyra is a vast and fertile country, spanning many fields, deserts, plains -- and with every hour they get closer to the capital, his home, Claude evidently gets more light hearted, more relaxed, as he points out some of the scenery, the local fauna, parts of the land that made Almyra what it was. The last time he'd been on this road, he'd been alone and 16. Now he's 23 and leading a battalion, a troop of soldiers next to him.
Even after 8 years, he still can't say he's used to it, when he's laying on his bed and the sunlight hits his eyelids because he hadn't drawn the curtains tight enough in their room. His mind fools himself, sometimes. Mistakes the sunlight squeezing through the gap in the curtains for cold dawn forcing itself through the flaps of a tent -- he sometimes wonders if he's still back in Fodlan, trekking through muddy paths and identifying bodies before a warmth at his side reminds him that he isn't.
And even after that -- he still can't. Because sunlight takes on a different meaning. Claude's never been a kind person, not in his mind. he tries to be, but he knows he has his limits. He'd never been friendly to the person he holds the hands of, now, had dragged her to Almyra more out of necessity; because when she had been hell bent on destroying her own life for her ambition, there was no way Claude could have left her in Fodlan. He needs Fodlan to stay intact, stay safe -- for his own ambitions, for his dreams, for the future he wants created.
Or so he had said.
Or so he had tried to convince himself of when he'd faced her, and yet he couldn't bring himself to bring down the blade on her neck, let the arrow fly through her heart.
It'd been hard, for both of them, to come to where they are now. Both their hearts had been closed to each other, smiles fake and false. But they were here, after years and years -- And now Claude holds her hand instantly when she asks.
Sunlight had taken on a different meaning, in the person next to him. both of them were not perfect, had their own flaws, but Claude doesn't mind the details that made them human. Pure sunlight was unapproachable, after all. Claude prefers it this way, where he can see all of her, and she -- Edelgard -- can see all of him.
And he's still not used to it.
The crowd outside waits with bated breath for their new queen. The elegant and simple crown in her hair glints gold against white.
Squeezing her hand, once. "You have me by your side, El." You always will.
When he meets her eyes, it's a real smile he gives. Full of genuine fondness, excitement, and just a little bit of teasing --
"Ready when you are."
#flamesfated#❯❯❭─( ic. )──➤#❯❯❭─( meme answers. )──➤#❯❯❭─( p. flamesfated: edelgard. )──➤ ⋙ { reach for my hand. }#❯❯❭─( v. verdant wind. )──➤ ⋙ { king of almyra. }#edelclaude indulgence....
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@flamesfated: “ i’ll destroy anything that so much as thinks of harming you . ” @ yuri.
arms wrapped around the emperor, yuri’s position shifts a bit upon hearing those words, but his hold — his desire to keep edelgard close never falters. lips quirk up into a smile, faintly amused. it’d be more so if a note of fear didn’t prick at him. he knows his lover well by now. well enough to know that what she’d spoken aren’t just pretty words meant to be taken lightly.
“those should be my words to you,” he starts, arching an eyebrow as his gaze attempts to meet edelgard’s. “whatever one target i’ve got on my back, you’ve surely got another dozen.”
it’s saying a lot, considering all the dangerous people yuri has dealt with. more than anything, despite edelgard’s own status, he doesn’t want her getting involved in all of that hassle. truthfully, that sentiment of his in part due to her very status, but let’s not sap all the romantic, caring notion out of it. there’s still that too.
“let’s try that again, yeah? if anything or anyone even thinks of hurting you, they’ll be damn well sorry once they’re dead.”
followed by a sweet kiss to her cheek. see? romance.
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hi, it's cola! today's 5/11 and you can contact me @yurizahad on twitter. first i'd like to drop rantaro amami from dangan ronpa, housed in tenacity suite 4. then i'd like to reserve fate t. harlaown from magical girl lyrical nanoha!! i wuv you
hi, cola!
RANTARO AMAMI has been dropped for you and FATE T. HARLAOWN has been reserved in his place! wuv you too!
♥ mod andante
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go through a nighttime routine and ill tell you what kind of villain you are
unwillingly evil. you were forced. your resolve was broken slowly but surely, and now you're unsure of whether you'll ever get it back. for some reason, you believe that your current position is your fault. it isn't. it's the fault of those who did it to you. and yet you soldier on, facing forwards even as you slowly lose your will to continue. when you die, you're calm. unafraid for the first time in a while. this is the one thing they can't take from you.
tagged by: stole it from @electricea !
tagging: @kingspuppet / @angelcmplx / @justicecmplx / @flamesfated & anyone else that wants to do this !
#✿ [ ah look up at all the puppeteers // out of character ]#✿ [ a new path where new lines intersect // dash games ]#✿ [ no plot limits your freedom and the story line is yours for the making // character study ]#🔎 [ just a cage of bones there's nothing inside // headcanons (goro) ]#( Y. YEAH? )
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More Than He Bargained For
It’s Canon fill for @stevetonygames - had to sneak a fanon truth in there a little bit too.
“I love you.”
Clint paused in the vents. He had been heading for Thor’s room to fuck with him a little, and maybe even steal some Pop Tarts, but the voices coming from Cap’s room froze him in his tracks.
“No one can know.”
That was from Tony.
“Why?”
Steve that time.
“Because I’ll ruin you, Steve,” Tony said, in a tone that Clint had never heard. “Captain America can’t be seen dating the Merchant of Death.”
“Because I’ve cheated it?”
Clint swallowed a snort. That was Steve’s “being a little shit” voice.
“No, Steve,” Tony replied. “You are... pure. I am...”
“The man I love. You gave me a home, and that home is you,” Steve replied. “I don’t care what they say, I have never cared what they say, especially because I don’t know who they are. I love you and I do not want to hide.”
Clint tried moving, but his shoe hit a screw that clanged and he froze.
“What was that noise?” Tony said. “Clint, I swear if you’re up there...”
“Well then at least he knows,” Steve said.
“How are you not freaking out?”
“Because I love you,” Steve said.
Then noises started that drowned out any that Clint made as he scrambled back to his own room.
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Do Vows Still Count?
A fill for #TeamMarry in the @stevetonygames - square “Body Swap” with challenge Time Runs Out. Started 8:17am, Completed 8:24am.
“What do you mean we’re stuck this way?”
Steve stared at Tony, who was him, and he was Tony, and whatever creature Richards had accidentally unleashed this week was on Steve’s last fucking nerve.
Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose. “It means that until Reed can determine an antidote, you’re... each other?”
“Our wedding is in four days, Brucie Bear,” Tony said, his/Steve’s voice dripping with desperation.
“Will the vows still count if we say them as each other?” Steve-as-Tony asked out loud.
“I can’t imagine -” Bruce started, and Tony moved clumsily toward Steve.
“Your body is more fun when you’re wearing it, sweetheart,” Tony remarked and Steve chuckled at how clearly uncomfortable Tony was with the extra bulk. He remembered the early days post-serum so well. He sat on the couch next to Steve and wove their hands together. “Bodies don’t matter, words do. I’d marry you if you’d been transformed into a plant, Steve. It’s you I’m marrying - not this,” he finished by gesturing to their bodies.
And for some reason, the way Tony said that, made the vows they exchanged that much sweeter.
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“Peter, what is this?”
“Just watch, Mr. Stark,” Peter said as he set the laptop in front of him and Steve.
Tony threw a look to Steve, and Steve threw one back that communicated “give the kid a chance”.
Peter hit play and Tony fought to keep from laughing.
“So?” Peter asked hopefully.
“Stick with robots, kid,” Tony said with a laugh.
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Proportionate Reactions
A fill for “explosive” for @stevetonygames Team Marry - set in my favorite one-shot universe where Tony cleans everyone’s clothes - Earth 9202
“CLINTON BARTON WE HAVE TALKED ABOUT TISSUES.”
Jan and Clint shot a look at Steve. Jan finally spoke. “Your husband needs a new hobby.”
Steve sighed. “I know I shouldn’t ask for a world-ending event, but...”
“I’m about to figure out a way to contact Kang, tee bee queue h,” Clint replied.
Being an Avenger was great - except that when you weren’t getting shot at, or saving the world from destruction, there wasn’t much... to do. Most everyone else found hobbies, but Tony?
All of Tony’s hobbies centered around world saving, and so with a particular drought of bad guys in recent days, the engineer had been getting antsy. Until Jan made an off-hand comment that if he could invent at-home dry cleaning that actually worked, he’d save the world in a whole new way.
Hence now why he was doing everyone’s laundry as he ran through various protoypes.
Tony came stalking into the kitchen just as Steve was about to formulate a reply.
“Clint -”
Steve jumped up from the table and took the pile of fabric that had once been Clint’s uniform out of Tony’s hand. “Let’s go.”
“Let’s go where? I was right in the middle of-”
“Exploding at one of us for the fourteenth time about a small thing? Tony, we talked about proportionate reactions,” Steve said patiently.
Tony scowled at him. “I am perfectly proportionate.”
“Sure, sweetheart,” Steve said, kissing Tony’s forehead. “Now, let’s go do something with those emotions that doesn’t involve rinse cycles.”
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Honesty is a Hot Commodity
“A park ranger.”
Tony’s tone was flat, and Steve braced himself. Peter, however, was resolute.
“You want to be a park ranger,” Tony repeated. “With two advanced degrees from MIT, and -”
“ - in environmental engineering,” Peter interrupted. “And, it’s not a park ranger! Not that there’s anything wrong with park rangers, but you’re being ridiculous. I’m taking a position with the Department of the Interior under Director Knope and she and I are going to work on dam placement and maintenance.”
“Sounds like he’ll be putting those degrees to good use,” Steve said, against his better judgement.
Tony glared at him briefly, and then back at their only child.
Steve took a long pull of his bottle of beer. They were sitting in their family room, which is not where they usually had Heated Discussions, but Peter had obviously not expected it to go this way. It was supposed to be a cozy family night - spaghetti on the menu, and slipper socks on their feet. MJ - Peter’s longtime girlfriend - would be joining them after her shift of her surgical residency.
“Listen, Dad,” Peter said with a heavy sigh. “I tried working at SI, and we both know it’s not working. I hate being in a lab all day, and this -”
“Then we can create a new division where you get to be outside,” Tony protested.
Steve saw that Peter’s jaw had set completely and knew they were never going to get anywhere. In the entire 24 years of Peter’s life, Steve had been the balance between his husband and his son. Genetically, Peter was Tony’s, and no one had ever doubted that. They both had dark hair, and wide brown eyes, and smiles that lit up the room. They also both had brains that moved faster than 80% of the human population, and both the egos and crippling anxiety that come along with that fact.
“Tony,” Steve interjected softly. “What is bothering you? Because Peter is telling us he got a good job, one that will let him use his PhD and be based in New York so MJ doesn’t have to add that to the equation of her residency stuff. There is no downside here.”
“Who do I leave SI to now?” Tony blurted out. “If he doesn’t want it, we don’t have anyone else, and I’ve been preparing everything for it to be Peter, and now -”
“Wait, who said I don’t want SI?” Peter said, with slight bewilderment. “Of course I want SI if you want to give it to me. But we don’t have a green division, so if I want to build one, then I need to learn under some experts.”
“So this is all about…” Tony trailed off and then looked at Steve. “I overreacted, didn’t I?”
Steve held up his fingers to demonstrate ‘a little’, which Tony took in the sarcastic tone it was meant.
“Dad, okay,” Peter said as he huffed out a laugh. “Let’s start over. Dad! Pops! Director Knope wants me for the position I pitched!”
“That’s great news, Petey Pie,” Tony exclaimed. “Let’s celebrate with your grandma’s gravy. Steve, can you boil the water for the pasta.”
They both grinned at each other, while Steve heaved himself off the couch and kissed them both on the forehead in turn. “I’ll start the water.”
~*~
My muse is MIA, and writing has been so, so hard. So thank to @jehbeeeh for giving me three words (bottle, pasta, socks) and a location (park) and it jump started this. Please lordt, muse come back.
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t t t tag drop ! hope these show up ok on mobile :(
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❯❯❭─( ic. )──➤
❯❯❭─( ooc. )──➤
❯❯❭─( memes. )──➤
❯❯❭─( meme answers. )──➤
❯❯❭─( asks. )──➤
verses
❯❯❭─( v. cindered shadows. )──➤
❯❯❭─( v. cindered shadows. )──➤ ⋙ { pretimeskip. }
❯❯❭─( v. white clouds. )──➤
❯❯❭─( v. verdant wind. )──➤ ⋙ { pretimeskip. }
❯❯❭─( v. verdant wind. )──➤ ⋙ { balancing the alliance. }
❯❯❭─( v. verdant wind. )──➤ ⋙ { timeskip. }
❯❯❭─( v. verdant wind. )──➤ ⋙ { king of almyra. }
❯❯❭─( v. verdant wind. )──➤ ⋙ { fighting for the crown. }
❯❯❭─( v. verdant wind. )──➤
❯❯❭─( v. crimson flower. )──➤ ⋙ { pretimeskip. }
❯❯❭─( v. crimson flower. )──➤ ⋙ { balancing the alliance. }
❯❯❭─( v. crimson flower. )──➤ ⋙ { timeskip. }
❯❯❭─( v. crimson flower. )──➤ ⋙ { king of almyra. }
❯❯❭─( v. crimson flower. )──➤
❯❯❭─( v. unknown. )──➤ ⋙ { pretimeskip. }
❯❯❭─( v. unknown. )──➤ ⋙ { balancing the alliance. }
❯❯❭─( v. unknown. )──➤ ⋙ { timeskip. }
❯❯❭─( v. unknown. )──➤ ⋙ { king of almyra. }
❯❯❭─( v. unknown. )──➤
❯❯❭─( v. azure moon. )──➤ ⋙ { pretimeskip. }
❯❯❭─( v. azure moon. )──➤ ⋙ { balancing the alliance. }
❯❯❭─( v. azure moon. )──➤ ⋙ { timeskip. }
❯❯❭─( v. azure moon. )──➤ ⋙ { king of almyra. }
❯❯❭─( v. azure moon. )──➤
❯❯❭─( v. RWBY )──➤
bloggerinos
❯❯❭─( p. rosetricks: hilda. )──➤ ⋙ { under layers of masks; we found ourselves. }
❯❯❭─( p. rosetricks: yuri. )──➤ ⋙ { one side of the same coin. }
❯❯❭─( p. flamesfated: edelgard. )──➤ ⋙ { reach for my hand. }
#❯❯❭─( ooc. )──➤#❯❯❭─( ic. )──➤#❯❯❭─( memes. )──➤#❯❯❭─( meme answers. )──➤#❯❯❭─( asks. )──➤#❯❯❭─( v. cindered shadows. )──➤#❯❯❭─( v. white clouds. )──➤#❯❯❭─( v. verdant wind. )──➤#❯❯❭─( v. crimson flower. )──➤#❯❯❭─( v. azure moon. )──➤#❯❯❭─( v. RWBY )──➤#❯❯❭─( p. rosetricks: hilda. )──➤ ⋙ { under layers of masks; we found ourselves. }#❯❯❭─( p. rosetricks: yuri. )──➤ ⋙ { one side of the same coin. }#❯❯❭─( p. flamesfated: edelgard. )──➤ ⋙ { reach for my hand. }
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hiii to future me, it's cola, don't forget to update diluc ragnvindr of genshin impact's canon point to 1.4 invitation of windblume and his age to 23 since his birthday was a week ago!
hi past me!
nice job on remembering to send that! those have been updated for me!
❀ mod allegretto
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hiii to the lovely owl doing inbox, it's cola (@yurizahad on twitter), today's 4/30 and i'd like to extend my reserve on a2 from nier: automata! thank you!
gwa gwa...
hey cola! that’s been extended for you!
-🦉 mod rallentando
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