Bucky is having a great time on the Wakandan Beaches, he even got Steve to take a picture of him in the new swimsuit Steve bought for him!
This was drawn for the #MarvelSwimsuit2018 challenge.Â
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Bucky is having a great time on the Wakandan Beaches, he even got Steve to take a picture of him in the new swimsuit Steve bought for him!
This was drawn for the #MarvelSwimsuit2018 challenge.Â
 My original tweet is here!

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holy shit give me MORE steve + tonys daughter!!!!!!! give me them BONDING and give me steve realizing that he has known three generations of starks and give me tonys daughter teasing steve bc he's so damn old give me ALL OF IT
Previously... x x
âUncle Steve! I didnât realize you were back from Niger...which I know nothing about, of course.â
Steve grins and pulls Victoria into a tight hug. Itâs been months since sheâs seen her, what with her all the way across the pond, studying in Paris. âOf course, not. We managed to complete the mission early and you know Tony likes to have everyone home for Christmas, so I figured why not.â
Victoria beams as she pulls back. âDad will be very pleased even though he pretends he doesnât care. Is Bucky with you?â
âNo, heâs with Sam. Theyâre, I donât know, in D.C. to pick something up?â Steve shrugs.
âCaptain!â Tonyâs voice booms down the hallway. âHow many times do I have to tell you to send a little warning before you come trampling into my tower?â
Steve rolls his eyes. âItâs nice to see you too, Tony. Merry Christmas.â
Tony stops dead in his tracks, his eyes widening in shock. âWas that...Iâm sorry, were you just civil to me?â He clasps his heart for a good measure, causing his daughter to scoff.Â
âMy God, dad!â
âWhat a momentous occasion! JARVIS, tell me you got that. I have to contact to the Guinness people! Itâs a Christmas miracle!â
âI will put salt in your coffee,â Steve replies flatly.Â
Tony chuckles. âAw, Steven. You love me too much for that.â He pulls Steve in for a warm hug and Steve does not laugh at how small Tony is in his arms. Maybe he did, a little. In his head. What? Itâs cute. If Tony wasnât happily married, Steve wouldâve totally made a move on him by now. (More likely, Bucky wouldâve seduced Tony and dragged Steve along with him.) Not that Tony ever has to know any of this, of course.Â
âI missed you too, Tony. Iâm glad to be home for Christmas.â
Tony smiles at him, eyes crinkling at their corners and radiates so much happiness that it makes Steve ache with it. âSo. Are you done with whatever you were working on the lab? You could join Vic and I for...â Steve trails and glances at the TV, realizing he had no idea what Victoria had been watching before he came in.
âArrested Development re-runs,â Victoria finishes for him, her voice wavering for some reason. âYour favorite episode is coming up, Dad.â
Tony melts. âHow could I say no that? But Iâm getting popcorn!â With that, he disappears into the kitchen and Victoria and Steve settle into the sofas, twisting and turning until theyâre comfortable.Â
Tony returns in a few minutes with two bowls of popcorn and sits on Victoriaâs other side. The lights dim and the show is unpaused.Â
A couple of hours pass as they binge-watch the show. Laura joins them for a few episodes before she has to run off. A sudden movement to his left catches his attention and he sees Victoria lean up to kiss Tonyâs cheek.Â
Itâs a quiet murmur, but Steve still catches the words. âThanks, Dad. I know youâve been busy.â
âAnything for you, you know that. Iâm sorry Iâve busy,â Tony replies. Itâs the most serious heâs ever seen Tony. He knows Tony used to fret constantly about being a father, or rather being like his father. Itâs been years and Steve thought heâd gotten over his fears. After all, heâs one of the best fathers Steve knows.Â
Perhaps those fears arenât something someone just âgets overâ. Perhaps itâs a life-long struggle. But Steve knows Tony well enough to know that heâd consider the fight, the love, the...all of it worth it if that meant getting to be Victoriaâs father.Â
Steve smiles ruefully and turns back to the TV. Bucky and him have talked about children, of course, but theyâd decided against it. Itâs not safe with the lifestyle they lead and neither of them were willing to give up being a soldier. But that was years ago. Maybe...maybe itâs time to revisit the topic. Maybe, maybe he could finally hang up the shield.Â
Once heâd thought heâd never put down the shield, he knew enough of the world to be realistic of its threats, but happiness... a family, thatâs important too. For every Nazi, white supremacist, terrorist and villain out there, there are more like Sam, like Tony, like Jane...like Howard.Â
Howard was a good man when Steve knew him. Even good men can make mistakes. Though that probably wouldnât stop him from punching the guy if he ever saw him again.Â
âYou are looking way too serious for this show, Uncle Steve.â
Steve starts out of his thoughts and looks at Victoria...and Tony.Â
âIâm old.â
A beat pauses before both the Starks beside him start cracking up.Â
âWoooooooowwwwww,â Victoria says between giggles. âDid it take you this long to figure that out?â
Steve scowls. âShut up.â
A very popular Tumblr post asserts that white people can be controlled with cheese. In Steve's case, it's New York-style cheeseCAKE.
Steve should have known this would happen.
All he did was answer a simple question from a seven-year-old with big, brown eyes and curly hair.
âWhatâs your most favorite food?â
âCheesecake,â Steve offered easily.
Her eyes grew impossibly larger on her face. âReally? My mommy told me it was broccoli.â
âUh-â Steve stuttered, imagining hoards of angry parents swarming Avengers tower. âI love broccoli! I eat it whenever I can, but Iâd do anything for a big slice of New York cheesecake. Even eat two plates of broccoli first!
The little girl smiled, satisfied with his answer.
âHmmâŚâ Steve heard behind him. He turned to see Natasha, Sam and Tony squinting at him. He sighed. Things were about to get real annoying real fast.
Xxx
Steve could reach out and grab the plate if he really wanted to, but he happened to know that Pepperâs favorite vase was in front of him. If he did reach out, Tony would lurch away and Steve would probably end up breaking the vase. He liked Pepper too much to do that to her.
âSay âpleaseâ!â Tony chides.
âNo.â
âI know you want it. Come on, just say it.
âNo! Thatâs my cheesecake, Tony. You stole it when I went to the bathroom.â
âOkay,â Tony says. Then he grins. âSay âTonyâs my favorite Avengerâ, then.â
Steve rolls his eyes. Tony tries again. âSay âI hate freedomâ.â Which just makes Steve roll his eyes once more. He sighs and turns to leave the room. Eventually Tony will get bored enough to leave his cheesecake alone. He went all the way to his favorite bakery in Brooklyn today to get it. Heâs willing to wait to eat it in peace. Heâs halfway to the doorway when he hears, âOkay, Iâll just eat it.â
Steve sprints back into the kitchen, getting up in Tonyâs space so quickly that he takes a step backwards. Steve grits his teeth and makes the meanest face he can muster. âTonyâs my favorite Avenger.â
Tonyâs eyebrows lift in surprise. âThank you. Enjoy your cheesecake.â He hands Steve the plate and smiles.
Steve sneers and leaves the room, cheesecake in hand.
Xxx
âI need a favor,â Sam says.
âWe need a favor,â Natasha corrects.
Steve looks up at his them, annoyed already. âWhat?â
âWell,â Sam starts. âYou know how I go to the park in Harlem every Saturday with my old high school buddies? I may have entered an ultimate frisbee competition.â
âAnd I may have joined him last weekend and- Steve- the guy from the other team is an asshole. All of them are, actually.â Steve wonders for a second how Natasha found herself at a park in Harlem with Sam making competitive enemies, but he figures the story is too weird for even him to wrap his head around.
âAnd?â
âAnd we happen to know the guy whoâs the worldâs best frisbee player,â Natasha tells him, tilting her head and giving him an innocent smile.
âItâs not a frisbee-â
âItâs basically a frisbee, Steve,â Sam says. âCome on, help us out! Itâs two against eight right now.â
Steve sighs and even though he already knows heâs going, he lies. âI donât know.â
âIâll buy you an entire cheesecake,â Natasha says quickly.
âIâll have my mom make you another one!â Sam adds.
Steve smiles. âI could never resist one of Darleneâs cheesecakes. Count me in.â
Nat and Sam high five.
Xxx
Bucky nudges his shoulder. Steve groans, rolling over to stuff his face in the mattress. It canât even be 7 in the morning yet. Heâs pretty sure he just went to bed.
âHey, punk. Wake up.â
âTen more minutes.â
âWe gotta go feed Natashaâs cat. You know we canât be late. Sheâll kill me. If I go alone, the cat will kill me. Wake up,â Bucky tells him. âPlus, I got you cheesecake for breakfast.â
Steve shoots out of bed. âLetâs go feed the cat from hell. Bring a napkin.â
Tony/Steve: After Bucky comes back from the dead, they need to talk about ~things~ that used to happen and where they stand.
Tony was waiting up for him, and the lights were out, but the moon cast an eerie glow across his face.
"I wonât get in the way," he blurted, stumbling to his feet, and Steve wondered how long heâd been sitting there, unravelling.
And he didn't have the patience, he was built like a house of cards today; if Tony tried to lean on him heâd crumble.
"It was a lifetime ago," he managed, hoarse, and maybe that was enough.