StuckySymbrock

Anyway, Spoiler alert. I hope you won’t get mad if I spoil this for you so just a MAJOR heads up, that this is, in fact, just one big spoiler alert. I just watched it last night and I hope that you won’t fill my post w/ your rage and stuff. So, if you haven’t watched it, don’t read this and just skip it.

Anyway, all I can say is that when Steve went back in time to the first Avengers movie, he said “Hail Hydra” to Jasper Sitwell and was that the reason why he wasn’t targeted in CA: TWS? I mean, if they thought Steve was a HYDRA agent, then he wouldn’t be targeted by the Winter Soldier.

Also, Steve staying in 1970′s would probably open up some new plot holes in the MCU, like if he stayed, he would’ve known stuff like Howard’s murder, Bucky being a captive of HYDRA, Dr. Zola as still the HYDRA scientist he originally was, and stuff like: if he DID save Howard, then the civil war wouldn’t have happened, because Howard wasn’t killed by The Winter Soldier. Also, he should’ve saved Bucky but if he did, then Bucky would have been the one to probably use the time portal or he would’ve stayed with Steve and grow up and have the same kind of life he wants to have.

Also, Stucky didn’t happen in Endgame, which is the only thing that makes me hate it.

Me: I like my women how I like my coffee . . .

Hello, old followers of my old, dead very cringey account “Anything2003″

I am here to inform you to follow this equally cringeyaccount. I changed my account because of some issues so, yeah.

You know that feeling when you just recently found a new artist and you found their art on Pinterest and they don’t have the link to it so you just cry in the corner because you can’t find their art and they don’t have their name on their art?

BUT then you found them on tumblr and you were like: YAY. But you suddenly realize that the art you found was old af so you can’t find the art you love but still love the artist and hate yourself for not stumbling across them like a century ago.

That’s what I’m feeling rn.

After my near death experience, I became reserved. Only speaking when I’m needed. I only talk about what’s being talked about. I began to eat way less. I began to ignore my friends, my family.

During my near death experience, I thought about it a lot, I felt calm. Not surprising. One minute you’re looking at your iPhone, playing video games or whatnot while you wait for traffic to move, then suddenly you hear a truck, honking, and honking. Loudly.

You know how they say when you’re almost at life’s end your entire life flashes before your eyes?

That’s wrong. Well for me, at least.

I didn’t have my entire life flash before my eyes. All I saw was rain pouring down, and the lights of a truck.

It wasn’t meant to like this! Was the sad shout I heard from my hospital bed.

He’s supposed to grow up, blah blah blah.

I suppose this wasn’t truly supposed to happen, yet, I kinda feel grateful that truck as hurtling towards me. Ok, my mom would see her only son die, but at least her major d!ckhead of a husband died.

I always hated him. He calls me “kid” whenever we’re talking. His breath always smells beer and cigarettes whenever he talks, it gets on my nerves. Every. Time.

But, well. Here I am.

Lying on a hospital bed while my mother weeps on her helpless child. Lying on this bed, I can hear the sounds of singing. Singing of angels. A white light began to shine through the ceiling.

It was a normal afternoon in the Avengers tower: Thor happily munching on pop tarts with Loki, playing some Asgardian game, Tony and Bruce are in the lab, Steve is sketching on his couch in the common room, Bucky watching Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Scott joining Nat and Clint on their floor, eating ice cream mixed with liquor, and Pepper, Wanda and Vision in the kitchen cooking.

 It was the scene in Professor Remus Lupin’s Boggart class, “no one knows, it takes on the form of the victim’s biggest fear . . .” Emma Watson’s character, Hermione Granger, says.

 Bucky watched the scene unfold, laughing in the right parts, and gets scared when the giant spider appears.

 Bucky paused the movie, and looked over to Steve. He looks somewhat angelic, like this. The afternoon light shining on his blonde hair. His eyes looking focused and deep into what he’s doing. His tongue sticking out of his mouth, looking cute.

 Bucky sighed, oh how he loves this man.

 “Hey, Stevie?” Bucky broke the comforting silence.

 Steve brought down his sketchbook, and looked over to the other man.

 “Yeah, Buck?” Steve asked.

 “What’s your biggest fear?”

 “Why?”

 “Just answer the question, Stevie!”

 Steve’s deep into thoughts, the deafening silence lingering in the room.

 “You.” Steve suddenly blurted out.

 “Oh, Mine’s spiders because—What?!”

 Bucky felt too lost in Steve’s word, Steve took his silence as confusion, so he explained.

 Why, why would Stevie fear me? I haven’t relapsed into the Winter Soldier for a very long time! Why, is he breaking up with me? Bucky thought.

 “I’m scare . . . I’m scared that one day, you’ll look in the mirror and see yourself as I see you . . .”

 Steve’s eyes began to water. Bucky stood up and went towards Steve. No murder strut and no disappointed Bucky, but there was no happy Bucky too.

 Bucky stopped in front of Steve, already sitting with his head on his hands.

 “Y-You will r-realize just how amazing you are . . . an-and that y-you deserve b-better than me . . .”

 Steve lifted his head to look at Bucky. Bucky cursed. Steve was crying. No matter what happens, Steve never deserve to cry.

 “I-I’m terrified that you’ll l-leave me . . . for someone who c-could protect you . . .” Steve finishes.

 Steve couldn’t look at the face Bucky’s giving him.

 Steve just sniffed, and began to sob uncontrollably.

 “Baby! Babydoll! Stevie! C’mon! Don’t cry! I won’t leave you! I can’t leave you! We promised! ‘Till the end of the line, remember?!” Bucky suddenly cried.

 “I-I’m sorry Buck! I-I just. I let you fall, fall down that train oh many years ago!” Steve shouted, “I couldn’t save you . . .”

 “C’mon Stevie, if I hadn’t fall, I’ll probably grow old, while you stayed trapped down in the ice!”

 “B-But, if I can’t save you, how can I save hundreds of people?!”

 “You have us! You have us, the Avengers! We’re a family! There’s no ‘I’ in family!”

 Steve wiped the tears with the back of his hand, Bucky did the same, both sniffing.

 Steve sniffed, “yeah there is Buck . . .”

 “Punk.”

 “Jerk.”

 Bucky slowly lifted Steve from his chair, and lead him to the biggest couch in the common room. He sat down and laid Steve’s head on his lap, on top of a pillow.

 Bucky stroked Steve’s hair, and quietly said “Don’t ever think like that. You deserve me as I deserve you, you said it to me before, remember?”

 Steve sighed.

 “I will never leave you. You’re the love of my life, my sunshine, my everything.”

 Steve stifled a laugh, “sap.”

 “Says you,” Bucky continued in a soft, sexy voice, “remember our fourth anniversary? You blacked out our floor, the only light I could see was from the bedroom. Inside, laid the best food, romantic candles, and finely aged wine next to you, in a fucking stripper’s tuxedo. On the bed lay rose petals, and you slowly walked over to me and–”

 “Ok! Buck! I get it!” Steve chuckled. “There’s my Stevie, my lifeline, my goddamn beating heart.”

 Steve sniffed the last time, before sleeping on Bucky’s lap. Bucky chuckled.

 “How did I get so damn lucky?”

 Hr

 It was already 9 o’clock when Tony and Bruce entered, laughing their ass off. Bucky didn’t sleep after Steve slept on his lap.

 Both of the scientist stopped laughing when they saw Steve, who whimpered, clearly almost awake.

 The others were already on their respective floor, who walked off almost silently, except for Clint who almost knocked over the 5 ft Wakandan vase T’Challa gifted them.

 If looks can kill, and in the very painful way, they would’ve died, experience a heat that could marvel the sun, and then for good measure, being dipped in alcohol after getting whipped for a thousand times.

 ‘Cause that’s what Bucky gave them. A look and throat-cutting gesture that could make any man cry, any man except the star-spangled man himself.

 When they finally reached the stairs, they both sighed a breath of relief.

 It was just a normal day indeed.

“Alright! Stand back!” Tony shouted. Steve, Bruce, Thor, Natasha, Shuri, Scott and Clint stepped back.

 A second later, the machine whirred to life. The machine was built by Shuri, Tony, and Scott Lang. It was designed to absorb the residual energy left by the snap. Its loud banging and crashing left pained cringes on everyone’s faces.

 The machine began to glow multiple colors of light. The fuel tank began to fill up with the infinity stone’s energy.

 Suddenly, Scott switched off the machine, making the ear-deafening noise come to a halt.

 Scott whistled. “Damn, let’s see what we got here.”

 Scott withdrew the container, the energy already liquified. It had a rainbow and gold hue that left everyone unable to look away.

 “I know this energy, this aura. This is Asgardian!” Thor bellowed with a dark tone.

 “Or, Point Break, that Asgardian is this!” Tony argued.

 Scott interrupted. “Shuri?” He asked the teen.

 “Yes, Mr. Lang?” Shuri replied.

 “Fire up the portal.”

 Scott gave the energy to Shuri and she placed it inside its slot in the portal they made.

 Shuri lightly pressed one of her kimoyo beads, the blue light shining out of it.

 The machine then also shone a similar hue, but entwined with colors of gold, purple, red, yellow, and orange.

 The portal began to open and suddenly thousands of orange wisps began to come out. Unfortunately, Shuri’s lab was sealed, but the souls were powerful. They began to simultaneously bang against the wall.

 “Wall Integrity is in 80% . . .” the A.I. of Shuri said, “67% . . . 54% . . . 31% . . . 10% . . .”

 “Open the goddamn wall!” Shuri shouted. Suddenly the wall shook, and shattered into a million pieces. Returning to their body, or their body’s ash.

 Everybody sighed a relief. They could finally be reunited with their friends. And crushes, Steve thought.

 “My princess, the disintegrated ones are finally returning. It’s a miracle!” Okoye said through the kimoyo beads.

 “Glory to Hanuman!” Shuri shouted, “everybody’s alive!”

  “Bucky? Bucky?” Steve shouted, turning his face. He saw Okoye hugging T’Challa.

 Suddenly right behind him, a guy placed his hand on Steve’s shoulder, “Ya ain’t gonna lose me that easily.”

 “Buck!” Steve smiled, pulling Bucky into a tight hug.

 “I couldn’t bear to lose you again, after all we’ve been through, I’m so sorry Buck! I couldn’t protect you! I couldn’t live another second without you! I-I . . . I love you . . .”

 Bucky froze, and pulled them apart. Steve had tears in his eyes. “I love you, too . . .”

 Steve smiled, kissing him on the lips.

 Bucky said, “’til the end of the line.”

 Steve answered, “’til the end of the line, Buck.”

 Neither knew their line was drawing to a stop.

  “Brother!” Shuri shouted, running towards him.

 She didn’t want to leave her lab just yet. She wanted to see if there were any other souls in the soul world.

 After checking, she ran out, crying with joy when she saw her brother, hugging a mournful Okoye.

 “Oh, my dear sister! I am so proud, you’ll become a fine queen!” T’Challa said, hugging Shuri, but not before doing the Wakandan greeting.

 Shuri laughed, pulling them apart.

 “You want to check out what we’ve been doing while you were lazying about in the soul world?” Shuri asked with a smirk.

 “Sister!” T’Challa responded.

 They three noticed Steve and Bucky kissing. “They are a perfect match,” Okoye said, pointing to them.

 “Ah, the White Wolf has finally found his home,” T’Challa said.

 “You owe me two months of ruling brother,” Shuri said, with another smirk.

 “What?!” T’Challa said.

 “Oh, yes!” Shuri said, and played the recording on her kimoyo bead,

 If White Wolf and Captain Steven confess their love within the year he was given to Wakandan care, Shuri shall rule Wakanda and her property for 2 months, with no complaints from me, T’Challa

 Is what the recording said.

 “Ugh! Fine sister, you are to be queen for the next 2 months.” T’Challa said defeated.

  Thanos sat on his ship, “What? Why!” he shouted, throwing the nearest object, a Chitaurian head, towards one of his minions.

 “I’m sorry lord Thanos, it seems that the humans on Midgard were smarter than we thought!” the minion said.

 “Let’s repay them a visit, shall we?” Thanos said.

 “Yes, milord.”

  5 days later . . .

  “Thanos! Leave this planet!” Thor shouted, swinging Stormbreaker towards Thanos’s minions.

 “Why, Asgardian?” Thanos said in a mocking voice.

 “They deserve peace!” Thor responded.

 “What Thanos needs is death, and it’ll come with this semi-stable 100-year-old man . . .” Bucky said, shooting bullets, piercing the bodies of the minions.

 “Buck!” Steve shouted, throwing his shield to Bucky.

 Bucky caught the shield and began to throw it with such precision, it decapitated 15 minions.

 “Thanks, Stevie!” Throwing back the shield to Steve.

 Tony was flying overhead, shooting 50 missiles to the minions. He threw a grenade towards Steve, which he reflected and went to the minions. Seconds later, it exploded.

 Hulk began to smash the minions, reminding him of the fun he had during the grandmaster’s contest of champions.

 Clint and Natasha using both of their abilities to help each other, made a deadly team.

 Clint used his smoke arrow to distract the minions while Natasha’s batons lighted it up, burning the minions inside.

 T’Challa and Shuri fought with their Vibranium weapons. T’Challa’s new suit also had a throwable Vibranium bombs. He sliced open one of the minions, burying the bomb inside of it, and threw it towards the other minions, making it explode, affecting the nearby minions too.

 After what seemed like an eternity, Thanos was the only one remaining.

 “It’s all over.” Steve said.

 “Not quite . . .” Thanos said.

 Suddenly, a sharp pain engulfed Steve’s head, making him shriek.

 Bucky then stopped, looked over and saw all the color drain out of his face.

 Here was Steve, Captain goddamn America, being held suspended by Thanos, a goddamn ugly grape.

 “Stop! Stop! Please!” Bucky shouted, Thor threw Stormbreaker as hard as he could, but the damage was done.

 A loud crack was heard all over the battlefield.

 Shortly after, Thanos fell down, Stormbreaker in between his eyes.

 “No!” Bucky screamed, running towards Steve’s body.

 “I just got you back! I-I just got you back!” Bucky stuttered into Steve’s ear. “You promised me until the end of the line! Please!” Bucky shouted onto the starry night sky.

 How ironic, that the night where the sky was beautiful, was also the night where the world lost its golden boy, its first avenger, Captain fucking America.

 Well, one thing’s for certain.

 It was already the end of the line.

 No use living after that, right?