A Long Distance Call"Hello?" Tony spoke into his phone, not bothering to check who it was before answering.A Long Distance Call2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"How long will you be gone?" Steve said from the other end of the line, skipping the greetings.
"Steve? Isn't it like... 3 in the morning over there?"
"Yes. I set the alarm so I could call you at an appropriate time."
"You- Oh my God, Steve." Tony was smiling brightly now. He felt like a dumb teenager with a crush, Steve made him feel that way and he loved it. Not that he would ever admit it.
"So? How long?"
"A couple of days, I think." Tony heard Steve groan. "I take it that you miss me?"
"You set your alarm to call me at 3am, it's no use denying it, Steve."
"I guess you're right." Steve admitted with a sigh. "I just got way too used to sleeping next to you."
"Well Cap, you should put that aside and sleep while you can, when I get back I won't let you even snooze for a while. You know, they have some quality porn channels over here, I learned a few new techniques. You think you cou- Uh. He hu
In Your RoomIn Your RoomIn Your Room2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pairing: Clint/Coulson, Natasha/Clint (Friendship)
Warnings: Language, Angst, M/M Situations, Mentions of Character Death
A/N: Pretty much written because of the song In Your Room by Halestorm. Listen to it!!
Summary: Natasha and Clint go to Clint and Phil's old home to collect his things, but Clint doesn't want Tash coming into their bedroom.
Clint unlocks the door to the apartment and looks around. Everything is exactly how the left it before going to New Mexico. Clint scratches at his neck. He doesn't want to step in the door. It's perfect this way, and he feels like he'll ruin it if he walks into this beautiful place.
"Tasha " Clint looks behind him at the redhead, "I can't."
Natasha wraps an arm around his shoulder, "You can."
Clint stares at her for a moment before acquiescing and steps into the living room. Natasha walks in right after him and shuts the door. 'We're only here to get some clothes', Clint keeps thinking, but that thought is not k
Meeting the FamilyMeeting the FamilyMeeting the Family2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I really don’t think you understand me. As a matter of fact, I think you’re taking steps to not understand me at all.” Peter Parker Stark-Rogers knew he was making a bad decision. He was a smart kid (always had been) and typically made good choices. This was not one of them.
“They’re your parents! How bad could they be? After all, they raised you.” Gwen Stacy. The prettiest girl he knew (sans Natasha but come on, you don’t describe a ‘woman’ with the word ‘girl’) was his girlfriend. He should have known she’d want to meet his parents eventually. He’d entertained the idea of having Bruce and Natasha as stand ins.
“You haven’t met them. I don’t exactly have an ordinary family.” Peter sighed.
“No one does. Everyone says their parents are so weird but they never are. C’mon, you’ve met mine.” Gwen laughed.
“Yeah, they were great. But m
Random: Avengers In The Chatroom 8Tony had joined.Random: Avengers In The Chatroom 82 years ago in Humor More Like This
LlamaOfMischief: STARK! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY CHAT NAME!?!!!?
Tony: Oh…Tee hee, I did that so long ago I didn't remember that I did it ;D
LlamaOfMischief: CHANGE IT BACK RIGHT NOW!
LlamaOfMischief: GOD **** WITH **** AND LOADS OF **** WITH SOME *** AND *****!!!
Tony: Holy o.o
Clint: Potty mouth potty mouth!
LlamaOfMischief: SHUT UP AND CHANGE BACK MY NAME!!!!
Clint has joined.
Tony: Wait clint weren't you already….?
Tony: CLINT BARTONONNNONNOMOMOMOMOOMOMOMOMOMOMOM MOOOOOOO
Tony: I dunnooooo.
LlamaOfMischief: **** I SWEAR I WILL **** WITH A ***** INTO A ***** FOR ALL ETERNITY IF
YOU DON'T CHANGE MY CHAT NAME!!!
Clint: ok…well anyways Stark where are my arrows?
Tony: Oh….Those silly things? ;3
BruceTheHotDog has joined.
BruceTheHotDog: What the **** happened to my username.
Clint: PORRY MOUT POTTY MOTH
When the Truth HurtsTony paced around the hospital waiting hall, desperate for a drink. Steve was sitting down, following Tony with his eyes, his leg twitching. Both were silent.When the Truth Hurts2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The fight was unbalanced, the enemy was grasping the Avengers' techniques and was more capable of dodging the attacks. The team didn't have a plan, they were just exhausting themselves trying to take him down. But the odds changed when Spiderman came to their aid.
They had heard of Spiderman, but didn't know who was under that mask or if he could be trusted. But when he appeared out of nowhere, the element of surprise distracted their enemy, which opened an opportunity to take him down.
Unfortunately, Spiderman was hit before Thor and the Hulk could take care of the enemy and he was lying unconscious on the ground. Captain America ran to his aid but was stunned when he removed the mask only to reveal his son, Peter.
Steve ran his hands through his hair in frustration and Tony sat down next to him, a hand on Rogers' leg to
Something of Tomorrow, Pt. 1 :: StonySomething of Tomorrow, Part 1Something of Tomorrow, Pt. 1 :: Stony2 years ago in Romance More Like This
i've learned of many pains and woes from these years of my own life
but why is it that i'm still aching inside?
Glow, English lyrics by кran
Growing up, Steve wasn't quite sure what to think of about his blank wrist. His mother, Sarah, had a name on her wrist his father, Joseph Rogers and Bucky had a name on his wrist when Steve met him, but there was no name on his.
"There will be a name there one day," his mother told him when he asked. "Everyone has someone out there for them; they're just not always born at the same time as you."
Steve thought about that, but it wasn't exactly true. Bucky's mom didn't have a name on her wrist and neither did the nice lady who lived three apartments down from them. The only difference between them was that Bucky's mom had gotten married to a man who never said anything about the name on his wrist and the nice lady, Miss Johnson, hadn't.
"Just because they don't have
Changing BackTony knows that Bruce is afraid.Changing Back2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Tony knows that Bruce is afraid (why on Earth would he be afraid?) of hurting him. Of course, Bruce can't really be afraid of hurting himself (which he should be, he should be worried for his own well-being) since he never seems to be majorly hurt before or after he 'Hulks out'.
That's another thing. Bruce is afraid of transforming into the (wonderful) Hulk. Bruce never says Hulk. He's afraid of that, too (which is stupid, it's just a name, for Christ's sake). Bruce tries his hardest every time to do something (ANYTHING, Tony has seen him) to try and stop it.
Bruce will (and does, he does every single time) apologize after he transforms (or almost transforms, there is no stopping this man's guilt).
Tony tells him not to apologize (but does he listen?). Bruce is one (brilliantly, amazingly) stubborn man.
He (absolutely, without a doubt) trusts Bruce. He can't trust women (decieving, narrow minded bitches) because he was ready with Pepper, and then she wa
Superfamily - When the cat's away...Superfamily - When the cat's away...2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Steve was going back from a mission SHIELD sent him a week ago. It ended a day earlier, so he was allowed to come back. Steve was a realist. He knew that Tony and their teenage son will probably go wild without any supervision, so he just asked Tony to not order junk food for every meal for both of them and make sure that Peter doesn't stay up late every night. Tony just smiled and reassured him that everything will be fine. Steve had no other choice as to believe him. So when he got out of the elevator on their floor, he did expect to see some mess. But what he saw, wasn't a mess. It was pure chaos. He dropped his bag to the floor, looking around the apartment.
The floor was trashed with bags of chips and wraps from take-away food. A whole army of empty alcohol bottles on the table told Steve that Tony recently organized a party. He saw some damaged furniture with scorch marks, probably Thor's doing. It was one of Tony favorite drunk games, to provoke the demigod that some ungodly pow
Three WordsThere was this thing bothering Tony. There were times when he was with Steve that he got this strange feeling, he had no idea what it was, but it felt like his his chest was tightening and his throat felt itchy.Three Words2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sometimes it happened during and/or after sex. Other times it was at four in the morning when Steve came down to his workshop and -instead of dragging him to bed- handed him a fresh cup of coffee and asked Tony what he was doing.
It happened when they had silly fights about the remote. It also happened when they had more serious fights after one of them gets injured in battle. Sometimes they spent hours without talking to each other and it happened again, but the tightening on Tony's chest was more painful then.
Tony is a business man and he has to travel from time to time. While he's gone, he can't shake off that strange sensation and when he gets back and Steve is kissing him the moment he enters the house it's even stronger.
It happens more often lately. He lays his eyes on
Dark Paradise"Is it true what they say? That you're watching over me? Can you hear me, Steve?"Dark Paradise2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tony is not sure where to look. Should he be looking down at the grave or up at the sky? He shakes his head and focuses his eyes on the small picture of Steve on the tombstone.
"I feel stupid talking to you, I never believed this kind of crap. It's not like I'll have the time to regret it anyway, so I might as well do it. It's a little less painful."
His eyes are getting watery behind his sunglasses and Tony glances away from the picture.
"I still- It's been 4 months, for 3 and a half of those months I almost didn't move from the front door, hoping you'd come in. And the rest of the time I was drowning myself in scotch. I know how much you hated my drinking, if you really are somewhere out there you must be pissed at me. I'm sorry, Steve.
They tried. The rest of the team, they kept inviting me to go out and stuff, Bruce said you'd want me to move on and I punched him. It goes without saying that all I got
A lot changes in 70 yearsSteve was in his apartment watching TV. He really didn't believe Clint when he said the show 'Supernatural' was based on true stories and that's why he was not scared as hell while watching it. Really, he was not.A lot changes in 70 years2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Maybe a bit.
He decided to turn it off and go for a walk. Bad idea.
Steve still feels lost in 2012. People talk to seemingly no one, and Natasha keeps telling him they're on the phone but there's no phone, just a thing dangling from their ear and it kinda freaks him out. The amount of cars on the street is ridiculous. A woman bumps into him because she's looking at a device in her hand, Tony told him once those are called 'eye-pads' and Steve has no idea why. There's a teenager with earrings on his ears, his nose and his eyebrow who also has things dangling from his ears, and he's mimicking a guitar player.
He's getting easily accustomed to the people, what gets him the most are the streets. The buildings are different and there's billboards and a bunch of things that he can'
Under the Japanese MapleUnder the Japanese Maple2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I walk along a quiet path; all I hear is the breeze in the leaves. The soft breeze speaks of the ending spring, and beginning summer; I look to the bright blue sky that is obscured by the leaves as I listen to the sounds of the trickling fountain and delicate Japanese maple tree.
But overall the sounds of peace is his voice calling to me, a caress in the breeze, I look to the maple tree that stands, swaying gently in the breeze, light red lush leaves waving and casting their shade. Under the shade of the tree there is a log bench, there I see him sitting, arms open wide for me.
The man who is constantly in my dreams, his hair like light milk chocolate, his skin a dusky gold, warmth exudes from his very presence. He sits there waiting for me to join him. He gazes at me, eyes a deep hazel, a quiet passion in them that speaks his feelings though he barely says a word. He stands, dressed in rugged jeans and a t-shirt, he raises his hand out for me to join him again, without a word his eyes
Tony Plays Slender"BRUCE!! I'M BORED!!" Tony Stark's voice echoed through the room. Ever since he had moved in with his boyfriend, Bruce had played the part of entertainer, cook, and all-around caretaker for the spoiled, overgrown toddler that Tony was. He didn't mind. Having someone to care for again, having a reason to get up in the morning, filled him with warm happiness. The kind of giddiness that one associates with a schoolgirl spending time alone with her crush. Bruce poured some creamer into his coffee and walked over to Tony, who was draped lazily on the couch, upside-down.Tony Plays Slender2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Careful, Tony, or all of your blood is gonna rush to your head." No reaction from Tony. "And you'll explode."
"Not until you find me something to doooooooooo."
"Wanna play a video game?"
"I've already beat every game we have."
"How 'bout a new game?"
Bruce grabbed a tablet lying on the nearest coffee table and went to a game review site. The first game he saw was 'Slender.' Is that some sort of weight loss game?<
More Than AnythingHe was made as a weapon of destruction. Nothing more, something to break things, to hurt them, so the idea that maybe, just maybe Bruce Banner could do something good was foriegn even to the man himself at this point. But when he was with Tony, he felt that maybe, for once, he could do something right.More Than Anything2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The small noises Tony makes for him, the looks he gives that speak novels ("I know we're fucked up and I know this might hurt but we can make it work. I swear, I love you, and on my life this will work"), the way Tony always touches Bruce like he is the most precious thing in the universe and then says (with his eyes, of course because when sometimes Tony needed to be outspoken, he could be the quietest man on earth) "I've never felt this loved in my whole life" (and he probably hadn't which broke Bruce's heart).
How Tony threw movie nights trying to catch Bruce up on everything "modern and cool because while you were living under a rock the world was still being awesome, big guy"
Quiet ConversationsOn the nights that they do make it to a bed before passing out, Bruce and Tony always talk until they fall asleep. Simple questions, little confessions. Straight forward things. Things to stop their minds from racing after work, things to keep the nightmares at bay.Quiet Conversations2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tony lies his head on Bruce's chest, wrapping an arm around him.
"What size shoe do you wear?" Tony asks suddenly. But its routine, the Q and A session so Bruce answers immediately.
"Eleven in American sizes. What's your favorite food?"
"Does Scotch count as a food? 'Cause definitely Scotch then."
Bruce laughs faintly and Tony moves softly with Bruce's chest.
"Alcohol isn't a food group, Tony." He mumbles back. Tony just smiles.
"And yours?" He asks.
"I've always loved curry."
Now its Tony's turn to laugh.
"Oh, come on, you're just saying that because that's what everyone thinks." He laughs.
"No, really! Always been my favorite. One of the few things I could cook as a kid."
Tony nods a bit bur smiles. "Fine. Is your favorit
This 'Love at First Sight' Business"Damn it!" Tony Stark yelled. Bruce Banner jumped and his pipette hit the ground. It shattered into dozens of pieces at his feet. He swiftly took a step back from the broken glass and the quickly-spreading red liquid making a puddle around the shards.This 'Love at First Sight' Business2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"What's wrong?" Bruce asked his friend worriedly, thinking quickly of what might have happened.
"Nothing, nothing," Tony replied in a resigned tone. Not believing him, Bruce went over to see his friend standing with a slightly shocked expression on his face. He was holding a blackened test tube near a still-flaming Bunsen burner and his face was also covered in dark ash.
"What happened?" Bruce demanded as he cautiously turned off the burner, wary of getting too close.
"JARVIS distracted me," Tony whined.
"I informed you, as you instructed me to, that Miss Potts had returned," JARVIS explained, sounding as if it was sighing.
"Yeah, but you should have waited until I was done taking the test tube off the Bunsen burner!" Tony argued.
The Avengers - Getting to know you - Fav. animalThe Avengers - Getting to know you - Fav. animal2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a lazy afternoon in the Avengers tower. Tony was lying on the couch, his head was resting on Steve's lap. Captain's arm was wrapped around Tony's and Tony was lovingly caressing his hand. It was bigger than his, but the skin was more gentle and soft. Tony's hand were a little rough from all the engineering. It was a dirty job. Not mentioning all the scars and cuts he had during the years. Steve's hand were smooth, untouched.
"Hey, Tony" Steve said turning the TV off. He still couldn't get used to modern TV programs. They were too bright and too loud.
"Mhhm?" Tony answered still caressing Steve's hand.
"What is your favorite animal?" the blonde asked. Tony stopped the motion, looking at the space in front of him with a puzzled expression. Than he lifted his head to look at Steve.
"You do realize that this is not a kind of a question you ask a grown-up man?" the familiar cocky Tony Stark smile was on his lips.
"Come on Tony, I want to know you better. Think about it, what exactly
FeverFeverish child hides underneath tangled blankets.Fever3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Improving OneselfImproving OneselfImproving Oneself2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
April 20, 2150
Clearing his throat, the television show host resumed the broadcast of his show after some commercials. Turning to the video camera he assumed one of his false but welcoming smiles. "Hello and welcome back to the Tales of the Strange and Weird. I am here with Edward Blacknail and we've been talking about some of the strange beasts that may or may not roam America." The host said addressing the video camera, then turning to the thin balding man sitting on a stool across from the host. The studio lights glaring off the man's makeup covered face and forehead.
"Now before we left for a commercial, we were talking about big foot." The host prompted Edward.
"Yes, but recently in the past fifteen years we have been seeing evidence of some new undiscovered beasts within certain parts of the northwest." Edward reveled to the host.
"What do you mean, new evidence of bigfoot?"
The Avengers Are Family: OwlsThe Avengers Are Family: Owls2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pairings are subject to change.
But for now there's a bit of Tony and Loki.
About three years after the movie.
Clint Barton otherwise known as Hawkeye. Everyone had quirks Tony's ability to down a pound of sushi without blinking or Thor who had to have a glass of warm milk mixed with honey before bed. Clint was living up to his name and had a nest in just about every room.
Nesting had been something Clint did from a very young age. His bed had always had an abundant amount of pillows and blankets and his stuffed animals. You could bet your life that if anything were wrong with his nest Clint would not rest until it was fixed. But the habit went past childhood and well into his teens following him into adulthood.
The living room where everyone gathered on Friday nights to watch movies had to be rearranged so Clint could stay in his nest while they watched a few movies. There was the one in Tony's room after the playboy had gotten the flu from a mission and Clint was the on
Scibros and CupcakesThe last thing Rainbow Dash felt was her skin being cut away from her skull, and the metal of the blade scraping her teeth.Scibros and Cupcakes2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Then she was gone.
"Bruce, where are you? We've got dinner reservations in a half an hour-" Tony Stark was cut short by the sight of his boyfriend lying face-down on the floor. "Bruce! What's the matter?"
"Leave me alooooone."
"Bruce! Tell me what's going on!" Tony sat next to his boyfriend and pulled him onto his lap. "What's going on?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Bruce, you know you can tell me anything, right?"
"Not this." Tony was getting worried. Bruce was Tony's sole confidant, and vice versa.
"I don't say this to many people, but you mean so much to me. I-It hurts me to see you hurting." Bruce looked at him.
"What is this, a Nicholas Sparks novel?"
"He's alive! Now. No bullshit, Bruce. What's up?" Bruce buried his face.
"Maybe if you stopped speaking into my crotch..."
Bruce sighed. "I'm a Brony." Tony burst into laug
And so Clint tells everyone"Tony, stop!" Steve giggled. "This is not the place to-"And so Clint tells everyone2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Aww come on, Steve, it's not like we're about to have sex, just a little make out session won't hurt." Tony replied before kissing Steve's jaw. "Unless you want sex, we can totally-"
"Oh. My. God."
Both men turned their heads to the door when they heard Clint's voice. So maybe Steve was right, making out at SHIELD headquarters was really not a good idea. Barton turned around and left without a single word to look for Natasha.
"As I was saying-" Tony tried, but was cut off when Steve shook his head with an apologetic look plastered on his face, meaning that the mood was killed. Tony wanted to make a punching bag out of Barton.
"They we're like, making out. And I heard something about sex!" Clint said frantically. "Tasha, they were about to have sex at SHIELD. They are probably doing it right now!"
"Mhm." Natasha didn't lift her eyes from the book she was reading.
"That's it? I will possibly be scarred for life and a mumble is
Shadows of WhalesWhat I wanted to say was that I remembered the clouds,Shadows of Whales2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that I watched them paint shadows across the ground,
giant birds of prey gliding across the aether - whales,
lost in a different sea, to float
white and pregnant
with all the sounds of things; thundering out
threats of the sky, sounds full of fury
and the disease that catches you off guard
"Open your door. I must come in."
what I wanted to say was that the echoes are the same
that the pulses of sound are just pieces of the original
instead of slightly dimmer copies
every one a herald
of the silence, soon to come.
I wanted to say things that, maybe, you'd listen to -
that sort of alabaster sound that grabs your chin
forces you to look deeply into brimming eyes
and then tear yourself away
one piece less
slightly less whole.
but there are reasons to believe,
tiny imprints in the sand that spin the shape of feet
that glance softly against your shadow
then fade into the ocean
where the whales once were,
before they became the casters of