SEBASTIAN STAN
as Bucky Barnes - Captain America: Civil War (2016)
when an introvert man found their soulmate who's an extrovert, they became one. they will match each other's energy no matter what💖
i am so upset that nick showed up and ruined everything at clint's farm. thor had left. nat and bruce had bunked up. clint had a wife. 'if they're sleeping here, some of them are gonna have to double up'. stevetony one bed trope could've been canon >:(
But it IS canon?
After Nick talking to Tony, Tony did go back to the room with a tiny bed, with Steve sitting awkwardly on the edge. He did get undressed, pretending it’s any other night, keeping his face neutral as he climbed under the covers. He did wait for a long, long moment before huffing out loud, before “Cap, are you gonna sit there until the end of the world?” and then curling in on himself “ugh, it’s so cold.”
Steve did take off his pants after turning the lights off. He did climb under the covers. He did reach out, shyly, hesitantly, pulling Tony to himself. “You’re cold like a piece of ice.”
Tony did hide his face in the crook of Steve neck. “You’re warm enough for the both of us.”
It IS canon.
according to wikipedia there are 44-50 countries in europe so i just went with 50. have fun!
the helmet moment in every Iron Man movie
7 for the ficlets 💜
Steve saw Natasha's hand reaching for him and turned so his back was to her with a growl.
"Steve," Tony sighed in his arms. He sounded tired. "You're drunk."
"Am not," Steve said. It only slurred off his tongue a little. He adjusted his arms around Tony and settled him more firmly in his lap. "Not possible."
"You and Thor have been knocking back Asgardian mead for two hours," Tony said, tipping his head back to frown sternly at him.
Steve did not like when Tony frowned sternly at him. He leaned down to pepper his face with kisses, because Tony never frowned when he did that.
"Steve, maybe wait until you get back to your room?" Bruce tried kindly. "Tony, could you maybe--"
Steve growled and turned again. "Go 'way."
"Steve, you can't get jealous just because one of our other friends is talking to me," Tony chided, frowning at him again.
"I'm not jealous," Steve said. He noticed a hand reaching from around him and snarled, turning to snap at it with his teeth.
Natasha grabbed his face tightly, and he whimpered as she glared down at him. "Did you just try and bite me?"
Steve took a moment to think about it. He was in a very precarious position, probably. She could snap his neck. But! He had a stronger neck than she was used to. Maybe it would be fine. "Nnno," he answered slowly. Just because it might be fine, he was pretty sure Tony wouldn't like it if he had to watch him be murdered.
"Go to bed, Steve," Natasha told him. There was a threat in her tone maybe? Steve couldn't be sure. Her face was blurry.
"...Only if I can take Tony," he decided.
Tony swiveled his head to glare at him. "Of course I'm going with you. The novelty of me getting to take care of you is not lost on me."
Steve immediately popped to his feet, swinging Tony up into his arms like a princess. Prince? He stared at Tony's shocked face for a moment, then nodded firmly. Yes.
"What the fuck are you talking about," Tony sighed, exasperated.
Steve wasn't sure he was talking about anything. "I should eat something," he finally decided.
Tony patted his chest, shaking his head fondly. "I can order pizza."
"I think I'll eat you," Steve plowed on, headed toward the elevator, but didn't make it very far before Tony want back to frowning at him sternly. "Vitamin D."
"WHO TAUGHT YOU THAT," Tony bellowed, and Thor yanked Tony from Steve's arms before Tony could thump him soundly about the head.
Steve scowled up at Thor's blurry face. "Give him back." He put up his fists. "Or else. He's mine."
"I hate it here," Tony sighed as Thor passed him over to Natasha so they could start punching each other. "I should just leave them here."
"Maybe we should order that pizza," Natasha said, easing him down onto his feet, as Steve and Thor fended off the sudden broom attack that Clint went at them with.
"Steve?" Tony croaked, and then, louder, more distressed, "Steve?!"
Steve fought the urge to hold him tighter. His hands were numb, and the numbness was starting to spread up his arms, too cold even for gooseflesh to rise along his skin. He couldn't risk hurting Tony when he was already injured. "Tony."
"Where are we? What happened? Why are--it's so cold," Tony asked in a rush. He squirmed in Steve's hold. "Did we... did we have a mission?"
"I thought I lost you," Steve whispered into the back of his neck. "I still might. We're snowed into a cave. I didn't get a chance to send an emergency signal."
"Oh," Tony murmured, squirming slowing to a stop.
"That missile hit you, and you fell like a stone. I thought you'd died. But I was already so cold that I couldn't tell when I finally got to the armor. I'm so glad you're awake."
"...So..." Tony began slowly. "You didn't even know if you were holding a corpse?"
Steve flinched, burying his face in Tony's back with a shuddering sigh. No. He didn't. The snow was already coming down heavily, visibility was down, he'd lost feeling in his hands trying to tear the icing armor off of Tony, and he'd worried that the warmth of Tony's body against his numb fingers had been because he was so cold. Tony had gotten colder. He'd thought maybe he hadn't had a heart beat left to heat him, even as he'd hoped it was just a normal reaction to the cold.
He would have held Tony until he was torn from his hands, though. Maybe even longer, if he still had strength.
"Okay," Tony said, voice soothing, when Steve couldn't bring himself to answer verbally. "Okay. I still have my watch gauntlet. I can send a beacon that way. We're gonna be okay, Steve." He shifted in Steve's arms. "Is this--is this your top? Did you put it on me to keep me warm? Steve. You'll freeze."
"I survived it once before," Steve answered mulishly, but only realized just how terrible it sounded when Tony couldn't help an overwhelmed sob in response. The knowledge that Steve would strip off a desperately needed layer to put on someone he thought was dead, just in case, and end up freezing to death himself... it was probably shocking. Heartbreaking, maybe, if he allowed himself to think about it too much.
He didn't tell Tony that he would do it again in a heartbeat. That seemed like too much when he was cold and injured.
tony, wearing pink and posing for the camera: sparkle on! it's wednesday! don't forget to be yourself!
*deep inhale* tONY STARK IS NOT FINE
Black Widow dir. Cate Shortland | 2021
Iron Man 2 (2010) // Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014)
ughhuuu requi you missed how the first one is a loss of hope and surrender because there is nothing he can do. But the second done? The second one? It’s not the same.
He’s now in a position where he can - and he will - fight.
Because this is bucky
And he’s not going to lose him again.
yeah, ahaha, i did.
in the first, he’s hopeless and helpless–in the second, he’s neither.
but it’s worth noting that in the first, steve’s still in a mental frame where he has something; he’s got his team, he’s got peggy, he’s still got a job to do. he just doesn’t have bucky.
in the second, steve’s in a place where he’s barely got anything at all, except for the possibility that bucky, his best friend in the whole world, is here. his team betrays him, his organization is corrupt to the bone, his sense of purpose is totally bunk because his world has fallen apart around him.
it’s a fascinating dichotomy, because the one thing that he clings to so desperately in that second gif is the belief that something good can come out of something so broken–that enough of bucky remains to remember the name.
Everyday is bring your spiderbaby to work day 🥹
