19 Jun 2018
“In my timeline, on April 27th, 2018—today—Thanos invades Earth to collect the final Infinity Stone, and succeeds. With the snap of his fingers, Thanos erases three and a half billion people from existence on Earth alone."
Steve pauses. His gaze falls to something out of frame—finding words, or maybe composure. When he straightens again, he looks titanic.
“I’ve come back in time to prevent this from happening." He squares his jaw and swallows. "I only hope to God I succeed.”
(After the Cataclysm, and also before.)
- Part 3 of Incorporeality
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19 Jun 2018
Bucky is walking out of Starbucks when he sees a Captain America signal hanging in the sky.
"Uh," Bucky says, stopping dead on the sidewalk. "Huh."
For one thing, he doesn't have a Captain America signal.
So… that seems like kind of a bad sign.
(Bucky!Cap, doing his best.)
Bucky starts to believe in a vengeful god on May the twelfth, year of our Lord two thousand and fucking eighteen, because that’s the day he makes fun of Clint Barton for carrying around a dainty little packetful of tissues in his pocket and honking into them like a congested donkey every fifteen minutes. “Fucking polleb,” Clint swears, wiping at his watering eyes. “Fucking claritin. Fucking zyrtec. Fucking bastards, all of dem.”
“What’s happened to your pokeymen now?” Bucky asks distractedly, not looking away from where Natasha is very slowly setting the last Joker on her vast, exquisitely balanced house of cards.
“Dat’s not - dey’re not pokémon,” Clint says, aggrieved. “Dey’re drugs. And dey don’t work for me.”
09 Sep 2014
Before they leave New York, Tony Stark (Tony Stark, Jesus, Sam's not over it, never ever over it) hands him an AmEx Black and says, "Don't let Cap spend it all on egg creams and quarters for the jukebox."
"That is exactly what I'm gonna do," Sam says. "Egg creams and jukeboxes, nonstop. That's how we roll."
24 Sep 2015
Hoodie-guy stops in front of Steve just as he snaps, “FINE, I want to bang Tony Stark like a screen door in a hurricane, could we drop it now?”
“UM,” Sam says, loud enough that they both turn to look at him. He’s wide-eyed as he jerks his head meaningfully, gestures getting looser and more pointed as they continue not to get it.
Steve stares at him. This is why Sam is never picked for a partner when they all play Charades.
There’s a tap on his shoulder, and Steve turns to see Hoodie-guy smiling. Steve opens his mouth to say do you need something when he realizes why the man’s face is so familiar.
“Hi,” says Tony Stark.
Steve blurts the first thing he thinks. “Fuck.”