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Thankfully, she’d had a run-in with Happy while they’d been in their school trip.  Of course, it hadn’t been under the best circumstances and with Tony still recovering after what had apparently been the fight for the universe, Peter had largely been on his own with Mysterio.  As it turned out, the fight with the crazy dude in a cape with a fishbowl on his head was only the beginning though as they made it back just in time for Peter’s secret identity to be broadcast to anyone listening.  

She had to think fast, and to her credit, she had.  Despite Peter’s protest that she needed to stay away from him, that everyone needed to, she managed to talk him down enough so that he was willing to come to her apartment.  He would be safe there for now, but she had to seek a higher help.

She used Peter’s phone to get Happy’s number, calling him herself and flat out telling him that she needed to see Tony.

Within the hour, there was a private but discreet car there to pick MJ up.  With strict instructions for Peter to not leave the house, she gave him a sincere kiss and made her way out to the car, being driven to Stark’s cabin on the lake, as it were.

The therapy in Wakanda had been rough. It had forced Bucky to relive things he’d rather remain dead, to remember things better off forgotten, to knit the parts of himself back together pain by painful stitch. That’s what the deprogramming had cost: breaking himself down even further and rebuilding from the ground up. What he was now, who he was now--well, that was still the question, wasn’t it? He wasn’t quite James and he wasn’t quite Bucky and he wasn’t the Soldier. He was still forging that identity day by day, choice by choice. 

His first choice had been only to fight when necessary, and only for good. It was hard, developing this moral compass. It fought against instincts still ingrained in him, and it fought against his rising sense of shame and guilt. Although he knew intellectually the things he’d done hadn’t been his choice, he still felt responsible. A feeling born in childhood. Not a small part of him thought the world would be better without him, but there was Steve, and Princess Shuri, and the small pleasures he found in things like tending to the animals or watching the sunset.  

When he rose from the dead, it had been like waking from a deep sleep. The fight called him once more, and once more he took the field, but this time it was on the side of righteousness. This time he could make the choice. As the world righted itself, he found those choices harder. He had to walk a line of his own accord; he couldn’t lean on Steve forever. And that line led him to one place: atonement. No matter that the Soldier had committed those sins. Bucky needed redemption.

There were simply too many people to begin righting all his wrongs. But he could start with one. Truth be told, he wasn’t sure how this meeting was going to go. Their last had been...explosive, to say the least. But someone had to take responsibility, and the Soldier was gone. Bucky carried his weight like stones as he walked up to the door of the compound. So much had happened. Would Tony even speak to him? 

Ash. Ashikins. My soulmate. My parabatai. My one and only, my everything. My best friend and sister. Words can’t describe what you are to me and how much you mean to me. I can’t imagine a day passing by without talking to you or hearing you laugh, seeing you happy about the smallest things and get excited over the most ridiculous things! We’ve been friends for so many years now, and it feels like only yesterday that we met. You’ve become such an important part of my life, and it almost feels as if you were always that one missing part I lacked and that came to place when we became friends.

Life threw so many things at us, both good and bad things, and through all these bad things, all the trials and tribulations we went though, we grew stronger, we grew as people and friends together, we learned to listen to each other and understand each other more, and we still do! Our friendship is something amazing and something beautiful, it created such a strong bond between us that we already know just by the way we text each other that something isn’t as it should be. 

I know that I can always come to you and talk to you about anything. I know you will never judge me for my opinions, even if our opinions are different. You’re incredibly open about so many topics and endlessly think outside the box, which is something I admire in you. You’re also so strong and can endure so much, even if you at times don’t realize it.Another thing that I also admire about you is how encouraging you are, especially when it comes to encouraging me about me writing since I’m forever an insecure little bean about it. Even if I don’t take your critique in the best way at times, you always mean will with it, and with that you keep on pushing me to new limits. 

Staying on the topic of writing, I keep on telling you this, but I will continue saying it: You’re an amazing writer. You take on complex characters that have so many more layers to them than canon material gives us, be that books, movies or comic books. You delve into their canon further, explore Tony layer by layer to get a better understanding in him and I swear you actually ARE Tony Stark in real life at times. The love and devotion you have for him is clearly showing in every headcanon and every reply you post, but so does your love for writing show as well. We all are starting out small when it comes to writing, but in truth? I already see you in the starts in that industry branch, and I can’t wait to read your first book!

I have some threads on my tracker that haven’t been replied to in a while and, while I do appreciate that people can be slow and that’s valid (I know I can sometimes take a while >.>) I just wanna check if people are still planning on replying or if they wanna drop stuff. Please lemme know :)

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