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Wanda and Pietro made it back to the hotel room first, and per the instructions put in place before the ball, Natalia and Tony arrived almost half an hour later, sweeping up the stairs to their room with smiles and quiet laughter and looking for all the world as if they’d had the time of their life at the party. Or rather, Tony was smiling and trying to laugh. Natalia was practically shaking with rage, her face pale and eyes brittle and when Tony unlocked the door to their suite, he warned through gritted teeth– “Wait until we get through the living area and into the far bedroom before you start yelling, please. We’ve made it this far, do not ruin the evening by making a scene in the hallway.” Natalia’s lips thinned to an angry line and Tony set his jaw. “Natalia–” “It irritates me that you feel the need to coach my behavior.” she hissed and Tony retorted, “Then maybe you shouldn’t have spent the carriage ride screaming and cursing in about six different languages over the staggering incompetence of your brother and the men you love!”
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Oooh so much in this chapter! Sharon makes an appearance, we meet the Huntsman and learn more about the Prophecy, the camp is attacked (mild TW for violence I guess?) and then TONY meets the Huntsman… good times!
(Also, I deleted like fourteen people off the tag list because I’m not going to tag someone who can’t be bothered to even ‘like’ the chapter, much less leave a comment? Honestly, shame on you guys)
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Steve was woken in the middle of the night by fierce whisperings at the dungeon door, a cry of surprise and a thump that sounded like a body falling down the stairs, and then a string of muttered curses before a torch flared to light and a key was forced into the cell lock.
“My Lord, Alpha Prince.” An unfamiliar Omega rushed through the door to Steve’s side and started to undo the lock at his collar. “My name’s Sharon and I’m here to get you free. We have to hurry before we’re caught though, so you’ll have to break the other chains while I help my Auntie and Uncle.”
“Your Auntie and Uncle?” With no collar to choke him, it was easy for Steve to gather his strength and rip the brackets right from the wall, growling in satisfaction when the links fell apart beneath the strain and he could stand to stretch. “Do you mean Ana and Jarvis?”
“That’s exactly who she means.” Ana met him in the corridor, rubbing at her wrist where it had been shackled. “Tony wasn’t the only child we raised once the witch took over. Sharon is Peggy’s girl, almost fifteen when our Prince was born. My mate and I helped with–”
“There’s no time for story telling, my love.” Jarvis pressed a quick kiss to his mate’s forehead and sidestepped the guard crumpled in an unconscious heap on the bottom of the dungeon stairs. “Sharon, did you have to kick him down the stairs? He’s been helping us get extra food and water, you know.”
“Oh, I know.” Sharon re-locked the dungeon doors and pocketed the key. “But this way when he swears he doesn’t know how you all escaped, he won’t be lying. You know the witch gets about being lied to. Now hurry please, it took every last one of my wiles to lure the Alpha guard into the sitting room so I could tie him up but I don’t think the knock I gave him on the head will last long.”
“You gagged him, didn’t you?” Ana asked as they rushed down the darkened hall. “That’s an important thing to remember when restraining someone!”
Sharon rolled her eyes. “Of course I gagged him, Auntie. But a gag won’t last long once he gets free, and once he starts shouting there will be another guard coming along to check! I barricaded the door though, they’l have a hard time getting him free.”
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I remember seeing them perform this live on my campus.. My jaw dropped within 10 seconds.
This is what I needed today
hey if ur ever feelin shitty use this
hiii, this might be weird, but who is Lazarus? I'm not religious, so I've tried searching for who he is, but I can't seem to get a clear answer and was wondering if you could explain him?
ah yes, lazarus of bethany. a man i consider to be equal parts friend and foe.
lazarus lived in bethany with his two sisters, mary and martha. and when we meet him, he’s sick. so much so that his sisters send for jesus of nazareth saying, “lord, your dear friend is very sick.”
jesus of nazareth was in jerusalem when he received the message. and despite being only a few miles from bethany, and despite jesus loving martha and mary and lazarus, he waited. he didn’t go to them straight away. he waited. he waited until lazarus died and then said, “lazarus’ sickness will not end in death. no, it happened for the glory of god so that the son of god will receive glory from this.”
and when jesus finally made it to bethany he was told lazarus had already died. that he has already been in the grave for four days. and when martha, sister of lazarus got word that jesus was coming, she went to meet him. and mary, sister of lazarus did not. and when martha saw jesus she said to him, “lord, if only you had been here, my brother would not have died.”
and jesus said to her, “your brother will rise again.”
but then mary arrived and she saw jesus and she fell at his feet and she said, “lord, if only you had been here, my brother would not have died.” and she wept over her brother. because she loved him and he was gone. and jesus should have been there. because if jesus had been there, her brother would not have died.
and jesus saw her weeping. and he saw the other people wailing with her. because lazarus was deeply loved. and now he was gone. and they had sent for jesus. they had prayed for a miracle. and that miracle didn’t come until it was four days too late. and they didn’t know that jesus was going to bring lazarus back. they didn’t know that jesus had waited that long to teach a lesson. to prove a point. they just knew jesus was too late. and now they were forced to grieve.
and then a deep anger welled up in jesus. and he was deeply troubled. and jesus asks, “where have you put him?” and the people say, “lord, come and see.” and he does. and when he sees, jesus weeps. when he sees, we get the shortest verse in the bible. a mere two words to sum up an entire town’s grief. two words to convey the loss of a sibling. two words are offered for the preventable death of a loved man.
jesus is four days too late. and jesus?
jesus wept.
and the people who loved lazarus turned to him and said to jesus, “see how much he loved him!”
jesus loved lazarus. and then he let him die.
and some of the people said about jesus “this man healed a blind man. couldn’t he have kept lazarus from dying?”
and then jesus, who knew all along that he would revive lazarus. jesus, who let all those people mourn. jesus, who let those sisters lose their brother. jesus, who let them weep. jesus, who wept with them. that very same jesus said to those who loved lazarus, who mourned him, jesus of nazareth said to them, “didn’t i tell you that you would see god’s glory if you believe?”
and then the stone of lazarus’ tomb was rolled aside. and then jesus looked up to heaven and said, “father, thank you for hearing me. you always hear me, but i said it out loud for the sake of all these people standing here, so that they will believe you sent me.” and then jesus shouted, “lazarus, come out!” and he did.
lazarus the dead man came out, his hands and feet and face wrapped still in burial cloth. and then jesus of nazareth told them, “unwrap him and let him go!”
and then lazarus of bethany became lazarus of the grave. lazarus of the grave that will never be left behind even though he has risen and relinquished. lazarus of the grave who did not make good his escape unscathed. lazarus of the grave who will now check each darkened doorway as death and his sting is keenly felt.
lazarus was a man. a man whose family loved him. a man whose sisters sent for a miracle. a man whose sisters mourned him in the four days it took for that miracle to show up. a man who was made an example for no reason other than being loved by jesus. a thing that we are all told to be. loved by our savior.
lazarus is a man who makes me wonder three things. firstly, if jesus had been there that my brother may not have died. secondly, if jesus of nazareth too weeps for me. and thirdly, if jesus loves us and we in turn love him too like the scriptures command, why does he use us in the lessons he teaches.
why must we be the men he makes believers of?
so lazarus was just a man whose crime was loving jesus. and martha was just a girl whose crime was loving her brother. and they both suffered a miracle because of it.
I saw someone do this and decided to do it too since i’ve read a lot of fics recently that deserve to be seen
i’ll be tagging the authors wherever i can, i dont know most of their tumblrs so feel free to tag them
A fic that you loved without knowing the source material: When my body wont hold me anymore (where will i go)- @madasthesea
- When i read this i had not watched doctor strange yet this is perfect for tony’s grieving process and then the hope when he realises there might still be a chance
A fic with a premise that shouldnt work but does: Here comes the sun- @motherkarizma
- Okay so i read this a few weeks ago and it will be one of the only au’s i remember for years to come, this was purely amazing and with tony’s worry as peter struggles, it killed me. Hands down one of my favourite fics.
A fic you’ve read more than once: Danny boy- friendlyneighbourhoodirondad
- Ive read this too many times to count, it’s perfect in every way and the whump is amazing, along with the reveal and may being a badass, its perfect.
A fic you still remember many years later: You’re in my veins (and i cannot get you out)- @losingmymindtonight
- this was one of the first fics ive read and it got me into the whump scene, i love it.
A comfort fic: Living Nightmare- @svn-f1ower
- perfect scene from far from home, exactly what i expected and the hurt/comfort is amazing.
A cathartic fic: Somno- romanoff
- i read this a few days ago and its one of the stony fics i love, the perfect blend of fluff and whump, the protectiveness of steve and the perfect display of how the concussion is affecting tony.
A fic you’d print and put on your bookshelf: Mistakes- @yes-i-am-happyaspie
- this is one of my favourite tropes, i love it completely and the guilt and regret of tony is amazing.
A fic you associate with a song: The parent test- madmonnette
- i cried along with tony while reading this, the bond between tony and peter is shown really well.
A fic that inspires you: Wired shut inside and out- @webtrinsic1122
- this is a trope i love as well, i completely related to peter and when tony realises what he’s feeling it’s the perfect comfort fic.
A fic that brought you onboard a new ship: Peter and the jailbirds- beautifullights
- okay this is one of the best long fics ive read, i spent about three hours straight reading this and then i read it again. amazing whump and ptsd from peter. and the reunion of sam and steve was adorable. not my favourite ship but definitely cute.
A fic you wish could be a movie: Tennessee whiskey- Superstitious
- The best parkner fic i’ve read, perfect ending and Harley’s reaction to peter leaving was A+. Then Peter comes back and its just- so adorable.
A fic that lead to you being friends with the author: If youre going through hell, keep on going- @baloobird
- Best child Peter fics, amazing display of ptsd and the comfort from tony as he slowly becomes more involved in peter’s life. also @baloobird is one of my best friends and i love her writing so much.
Free space: That’s what you call irony- nanerich
- fake dating au with parkner, amazing, adorable, full of fluff.
A fic you’ve gushed about irl: Hydra’s not a home- tempestaurora
- Purely amazing hydra Peter fic. Ive reread it so many times, its just perfect.
A fic you accosiate with a place: In the home- aloneintherain
- This is the perfect blend of hurt/comfort, the best ratio of whump to recovery, 100% would read again and i will always recommend this to anyone
A fic that made you gasp out loud: Take my heart, not my life- elephreak
-amazing evil obadiah and ross fic. love the guilt from tony and the flashbacks are just amazing.
A fic you found at the right time: Three seemingly small words- @yes-i-am-happyaspie
- i read this a week ago, such an angsty fic, amazing concern from tony and the comfort from his amazing.
A fic that you would read a fic of: Hindsight- elephreak
- 100% the best May’s boyfriend fics ive read. I love the desperation you feel along with peter when he’s so close to getting away. Then tony not knowing how Peter got hurt, and the reveal at the end.
A fic that made you laugh out loud: Creepy crawlies and peppermint allergies- @webtrinsic1122
- amazing allergy whump fic. I laughed so hard when tony found out and they both finally got what they deserved. Peter’s need for comfort when he sees tony killed me.
A fic that you know a line (or two) from: i want to go- chvotic
-i cant express how well this was written, the distant feeling you know peter is feeling just kills you, and you see tony trying to comfort him as much as he can.
A fic that gave you butterflies: project pride- TheSleepingOwl
- One of the best coming out fics for peter, amazing in every way, especially with the display of internalised homophobia.
A fic that embodies something you value in life: Hope is the strongest power- sarayin
- I dont want to say too much about this fic but it’s so so good so please go read this. It’s amazing
A favourite au: Nothing is Impossible with you- Highqualitynot
- THESE SHIPS. MJ and HARLEY being BROS. Harley being a disaster gay over Peter. Oh my god this was amazing. please go read it, its so adorable.
A fic you stayed up too late to finish reading: round two- caraminha
-amazing comfort, in the time after the snap, after they got everyone back, peter has to go through the mutation again, one of the best switch ups from the normal fix-it au you see
A fic that made you feel seen: What’s In a serum?- purplestarfish As well as Ace of hearts- @shadedrose01
-first of all, amazing trans posativity between tony, steve and peter, and you still come out of the story loving scott.
-next, Perfect parkner fic, peter being insecure and harley being reassuring. i would read 50k words of this.
Tagging people to join in doing this: @romeoandjulietyouwish @baloobird @just-the-daydreamer along with anyone else who wants to do this
Please go read ALL of these fics, tag the authors if i havent. Thanks guys!
Tim shot a quick message to Tam, letting her know that he would be busy for a while, and then he shoved his headphones on and pushed the button to darken the windows of his office.
Tam thought he was taking a nap, and encouraged his daily hour of “dark time”.
Tim was NOT taking a nap, he was watching the love of his life play video games (sue him, he might doze off once or twice during the stream, but it wasn’t on purpose.)
“Good afternoon, gamers. It’s NightenGames here, and I have not had enough coffee.”
Chuckling at the semi-regular intro, Tim took a sip of his dark roast and settled back into his desk chair.
“Today we’re playing Elder Ring- My friend PharaohTuck finally finished setting up my mods.”
Tim wasn’t entirely sure what exactly the mods NightenGames used did, but apparently they were necessary for him to play. The Yeddit threads were full of speculation- from control mods meant for metahumans/aliens, to cheats to make the games easier.
Very few fans believed that one- Nighten died too many times to be cheating with his mods.
“Ooooh, what a fancy character creator! Alright, folks- who should we mock this time? I’m seeing a lot of votes for Lex Luthor in the chat, a few for Bruce Wayne- which, let me remind you, I’ve already done both Wayne and Luthor in the last month, so they’re out.”
This was why Tim had originally followed NightenGames- the streamer would pick a rich person and then pretend to be them for the entire stream, as if they were playing the game. Yeddit had checked- most of the quotes Nighten used were straight from public videos of the target.
“Tim Drake, huh? CEO of Wayne Industries? Isn’t he, like, the same age as me? I dunno, guys- like, nepo baby for suresies, but…”
Tim startled at the sound of his own name, and swooned a little at the way it rang out in Nighten’s rich baritone.
“You’re right, BarleyWater32, I have not picked on Tim Drake yet. In my defense… I have no defense. He’s hot and I’d smash. Don’t want to spoil my minuscule chances, right? Right. Anyways. Oh! Oliver Queen, I can do him. Well, not DO him, but- make me shut up.”
Blinking at his computer, Tim couldn’t help but flush at the knowledge that his internet crush thought he was “hot and would smash”.
Tim would smash too, honestly. He’d done his research. Daniel ‘Danny’ Nightengale was VERY attractive behind the virtual avatars he used.
“Let me pull up Ollie-boy’s avatar- ah ha! Can’t miss that mustache anywhere.”
The avatar finally popped up in the video- Nighten didn’t usually have one up until the chat had chosen a victim, even if he did have a standard avatar for after he was done gaming.
If he had to pick, Tim liked the avatar for Queen the best. He wore a silly pair of green sunglasses, and his matching green mustache twirled far beyond his face- the real Oliver would never, but the mockery was funny.
“Ahem. Yes. Hello. My name is Ollie Queen and I’m richer than anyone else in this city. Let’s get this bread!”
Elder Ring went well- through some chance Nighten picked an archery build for his run through, which Tim thought was quite ironic- and the stream went on for a whole hour before Nighten switched to his standard avatar.
“Okay, folks, I’m going to shut down now- and Tim Drake? If you’re watching? DM me.”
Nighten chuckled a little, like he’d made an impossible request, but Tim was vibrating in his seat, reaching for his phone to DM the streamer.
The video ended abruptly, and Tim’s autotimer on the darkened windows ran out.
Tam was standing expectantly outside of the door, smiling serenely in- but her arms were full of folders that she undoubtedly need signatures on.
With a sigh, Tim took off his headphones, dropped his cell on his desk, and waved her in. Work waited for no man.
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“Danny, are you sure you don’t want me to make you an avatar for one Tim Drake?”
“Positive, Tuck.”
Tucker pouted and draped himself over the back of the couch, leaning his head into Danny’s space as he worked on his essay.
“It would give you an excuse to watch videos of your cruuuuush!”
Danny felt his face go hot, and he shoved Tucker’s face away from his ear.
“Get off, man. I have to finish this paper before midnight.”
His friend stood straight, presumably looking at the clock on the oven.
“Oof, bro.”
10:30PM wasn’t a great time to be writing an essay. Danny knew he should have done it earlier, but, well. He had to film and edit a video for his second channel. UTube wasn’t earning him money yet, but hopefully soon?
Who was he kidding? He would probably have to go back to Vlad for money soon, and he hated the thought of it.
It was hard enough to live in this ramshackle Gotham apartment with both Tucker and Sam, keep up with UTube and streaming, and get through school, without having to cater to Vlad’s whims on top of it.
Sam had only promised to help with his portion of rent for two years, and he was almost hitting that deadline. He hated taking advantage of her guilt for getting him killed in the first place, but she had insisted, even if she couldn’t sustain it for their whole college career.
Danny groaned and turned his attention back to his paper.
11:15 rolled around, and Danny finished checking his paper for mistakes before sending it in. He shut his laptop, planning to brush his teeth before crashing out on the couch.
Tucker had already gone to bed, and Sam was out on an internship trip for the week, so he didn’t have to worry too much about being disturbed after he fell asleep.
His phone chimed with a donation notification and he lazily opened the message.
Tucker came running out of his and Sam’s bedroom, wrapped in a bathrobe and wielding a Creep Stick at Danny’s resulting screech.
“TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS? FROM TIMOTHY DRAKE-WAYNE?”
Sweet love scenes between Tony and his Alphas, plus Stucky bonding and a peek back into the rebel camp.
This chapter picks up immediately after the last and also, it’s like 9k words so you know… enjoy!
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“Can I scent you?” Steve was still braced over Tony’s body, his hand tight at his mate’s waist but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the other Alpha. “Can I– will you let me–” he cleared his throat and tried again, squeezing gratefully at Tony when the Omega trilled encouragingly. “Can I scent you?”
James nodded shortly, just once, and held himself very still as Steve lifted away from Tony to come towards him with slow, careful steps.
“Do you know each other?” Tony sat up and wiped the dirt from his pants as he watched his two Alphas. “Steve? What’s going on? Who’s Bucky?”
“Do you remember when I told you about my friend, the one that went off to war and never came home?” Steve didn’t dare look away from the big brunette, watching closely in case the pale eyes slid red in anger. “His name was Bucky and he was a real big Alpha with light blue eyes.”
“Well yes, but–”
“Bucky’s real name was James.” Steve stopped no more than a foot away and took in a deep breath. “I knew him my whole life. Learned to ride horses with him and fight with him and we were always in trouble together and he was my second at my coming of age ceremony when I received my father’s blessing. He scented like moonflowers and snow and the sort of red that happens when the sun sets and I–” his voice caught. “–I left home to look for him after he went missing. I know it’s you, Buck. Can I scent you? Can I just–”
It was a very real risk for one Alpha to step into another Alpha’s space uninvited, but it was a risk Steve took willingly, pushing close and tucking his nose into James’s throat and it took a moment, but James finally turned his head to scent Steve as well.
And Tony wasn’t sure which of his Alphas broke first, which one of them made that disbelieving, anxious cry. He wasn’t sure if Steve collapsed and James had to catch him or it was James whose legs gave out and Steve who kept them from falling to the ground.
But either way he couldn’t do much more than stare as both Alphas wrapped their arms around the other, Steve tangling his fingers in James’s hair and pushing it away from his face, James with a possessive hand at the back of Steve’s neck to hold him still so he could scent him over and over again.
“I found you.” Steve whispered, pushing their foreheads together and clutching at James’s jacket. “I finally found you.”
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