Here, You Are Home

talkingtomyselfagain:

When Tony Stark opened his tower to the other members of the Avengers, he expected it would make assembling easier and get Fury to stop glaring at him like an angry, pirate cyclops. He didn’t expect to become friends with these people, much less family, but there was no other words for how they fit together. He didn’t think there was a person in the universe brave enough to ask if Natasha Romanov was the mom (besides, Tony was pretty sure if there was a mom, it was Nick Fury).

Regardless of his expectations, though, they become a team, and friends, and then family.

And then a mission goes wrong and Clint Barton dies, leaving the rest of the Avengers struggling to stay together against the force of their grief.

In a prison deep underground, Clint Barton wakes up, alive, and he’s not alone. If Thor made it back to Asgard, he arrived without his brother.

With Thor trapped in Asgard and the rest of the Avengers believing Clint dead, the two enemies have to work together to survive and escape. They may manage to save each other, their families, and the entire universe, if they don’t kill each other first.

@schwift @whinywingedwinchester @theriverscribe @thequeervet @dreamhunter-trash @karategirl80 @ladylilithprime @space-time-paradox @scrollingkingfisher

Here, You Are Home

The Familiar’s Choice (FrostIron edition) – MonPetitTresor – Marvel Cinematic Universe [Archive of Our Own]

thequeervet:

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Loki/Tony Stark
Characters: Tony Stark, Loki, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Clint Barton, Steve Rogers, Thor, Bruce Banner
Additional Tags: Familiars, Witches, Bonding, tony is a familiar, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Loki has a heart, Loki Wasn’t The Bad Guy, Well – Freeform, mostly – Freeform, Frostiron rewrite, Inspired by my own fic, fic request, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
Series: Part 7 of Tumblr Prompts and Potential Future AU’s
Summary:

Per a tumblr request, a Frostiron rewrite of my Supernatural Story “The Familiar’s Choice”

To most of the world, the Stark name was known for its genius. For the inventions that they came out with, lightyears ahead of the rest of the world, and the sheer genius that showed through. Howard Stark had been a brilliant man, and his son seemed to keep working to outshine him with each new invention released to the market.

To the rest of the world, a part of the world that so few even knew existed, the Stark name was known for so much more. They were known for breeding some of the strongest Familiars to ever bond with a witch.

The Familiar’s Choice (FrostIron edition) – MonPetitTresor – Marvel Cinematic Universe [Archive of Our Own]

goodfemalecharacters:

A Destiel AU.

Chapter One: Air Force Down

Bzzz.  Bzzzzzz.  Bzzzzzzzzz.

Castiel groaned as he flopped over on to his stomach.   The crick in his neck—no matter how much yoga he did he couldn’t ever seem to wake up without it—complained loudly as he fumbled for his phone in the semidarkness.  He managed to knock over the glass of water on his bedside table and the top three books on his stack before he reached it.

The background of his phone—one of his plants in particularly good lighting in the lab that day—was completely obscured.  Castiel squinted down at the too-bright light, preparing to send Meg a flurry of angry texts, but the little notifications weren’t from text messages.  Castiel snatched his reading glasses up and shoved them on his nose.  The blurry text cleared.

The Washington Post: Air Force One Encounters Engine Trouble.

New York Times: Air Force One in Trouble Over Pacific.

And so on, a dozen little notifications with more popping up every time he scrolled down.  With every single little buzz of his phone, tension’s tight fingers clamped harder on Castiel’s heart until it felt like it had in high school what felt like a million years ago, like it was going to beat out of his chest.

Finally, a text.

Meg: Clarence, don’t turn on the TV.

Numbly, Castiel watched notifications come one after the other as every major news network in the world realized the same thing.

Air Force One had crashed with the President on board.

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pantsoftheseater:

threshasketch:

It’s nicer up here.

So, @beingcouy​ and I wrote a silly, fluffy little script format story to go with this picture and the other merfolk pics of Team Free Will. It’s below the cut if you want to read it. 

The story features liberal use of text emoji faces, tiny hearts, and the ships Destiel and Mooseley. 

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OMG I CANNOT STAND THE CUTENESS THIS ENTAILS

*dewy moose eyes*

I may never recover from the cute…..