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“I cannot believe you, an actual heathen, live under my roof!” Tony drums his fingers against the side of his coffee mug, his expression both incredulous and offended.

“I am not a heathen,” Bucky is calm, though he’s trying and failing not to grin. “I’m just saying I don’t think pizza is an essential food group.”

“Pizza is life. ” Tony hisses and the way he’s holding his fork is starting to look vaguely threatening.

“Are you two really debating pizza over whatever that is?” Clint - perched on the kitchen island as though there’s nothing unusual about it (there isn’t) - leans over to give Tony’s plate a dubious look. Tony looks at his lunch for a moment and pokes it with his cutlery. It makes a squelching noise he’d rather not think too closely on.

“Rude, Barton.” Bucky doesn’t seem to notice anything amiss, eating quickly and neatly. “There ain’t nothing wrong with my cookin’.”In which Rhodey is a buzz kill and a Tony whisperer of all ages, Strange is a troll and Tony gives a gift.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14787614/chapters/35800656

In which Pepper arrives to save the day, Tony reaches a breaking point and Steve has amends to make.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14787614/chapters/36005433

The door closes quietly and Bucky’s attention is instantly drawn by the sound. Tony leans against the door, his face pale and drawn.

“He asleep?” Bucky rasps and the sound of his own voice is startling. Tony snorts quietly, scrubbing both hands over his face. He stays where he is for a long time, indecision painted over his features; finally, Tony pushes away from the door and approaches one slow step at a time.

“No,” Tony says on a sigh and drops himself down onto the couch. He’s not as close as he might have sat before , but he’s there. Bucky’s heart thunders in his chest. “He wants to be left alone.” Tony adds quietly.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14787614?view_full_work=true

Winter wants to snarl, wants to howl at the injustice of it, but he knows Bucky is right. They need to get the Witch away from Tony and back home to be punished. He looks down at Tony; at the head of unruly dark hair resting so trustingly against his ribs. He feels the skinny chest rising gently beneath his arm, the steady puff of warm breath he can feel through his sweatshirt. This child is...important and Winter wants, more fiercely than he can ever remember, to protect him.

Or in which Wanda attempts to alter the past Terminator style, Bucky and his moody alter ego intervene, and Winter makes a choice. A choice that leads to new beginnings, fragile hope and maybe the chance to heal.

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My new multichapter fic, featuring Parent Bucky Barnes, Uncle Winter, Parent Tony Stark and alternate universe baby Tony! Family Avengers! Fluff! Angst! Shenanigans!

“You have seconds to explain, Steve.” Bucky can barely get the words out; it feels like there’s a lump in his throat and he can barely breathe around it. He’s sitting on the edge of the couch, hunched over his knees and desperately trying to hold everything in. He’s not sure if he wants to cry or scream more.

Or:  In which Bucky has some questions for Steve, Natasha has a little more than that, Rhodey makes a heroic sacrifice to save Bucky Bear.