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The War is Far From Over Now by Dont_call_me_Carrie
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies), Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
23 Aug 2020
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The world keeps pushing him, demanding, because what he did wasn't enough. Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, but that wasn't enough, wasn't ever enough.
Tony Stark was tired. But he had a planet to protect, even if everyone laughed at him whenever the prospect of alien invasions was brought up. He could count on one hand how many people he could trust, which was disheartening but then, what else was new?
Or,
In which Tony does not, in fact, intend to take over the world.
...unfortunately, everyone else missed that particular memo.
[gradual divergence from canon, starting at the end of Iron Man 3. In which it's Tony's self-awareness, rather than his support system, that becomes a cryptid sometime during Phase II.]
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The Trials and Tribulations of the Mechanic and the Trickster by Thunderbirdswolvesandlilacs
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
26 Dec 2020
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Redemption.
A second chance.
Something far easier wanted then achieved.
The past can be an unforgiving mistress to escape from....And delusional not-even Ex's.
The secret though? Happy endings only come to those who are willing to fight for it.
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This series is going to follow Danny (20) as he helps mentor the new baby halfa Jason Todd Wayne (15) after the Spirit of Gotham resurrects him. Basically, instead of Talia getting her hands on Jason, Danny is there to bring him home and Bruce grudgingly allows Danny to train him.
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Ten thousand years after being asked to take a nap while the Ancients went into exile "just for a century or two, until things calm down", Atlantis wakes up. It promptly discovers that it is full of sea water, explosion debris, mostly-hairless apes, and mold. So much mold. On the bright side, there's a cute pilot hanging around. The city proceeds to start cleaning up, spies on people while pretending to be a dumb beep-boop robot, pampers its favorites, develops opinions about Top Gun, and comes up with a seventy-three point plan to secretly win over an expedition full of hominins who have anxiety about killer artificial intelligences.
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In Metropolis, the heart of the city was hope.
It has strong hands, they whispered, and it did. It has a nice smile and a gentle voice, and it smiled and spoke. It cares so much, they said, and so it did, hope a molten metal wrapped around the expectations of thousands of people, breathing life into an unliving concept. Hope had blue eyes and a nice smile and never failed them, always reached them just in the nick of time. And as generations passed, the nebulous edges sharpened with definition—he was always listening, always watching. He helped them when they needed it, from a whispered answer in an exam room to a bullet caught inches away from its target, when they invoked him with the right amount of blind, desperate faith in the unknown—with hope.
In Metropolis, it was hope.
Gotham didn’t have hope. Gotham had something else.