#themxchanic

His eyes flickered up at the sound of footsteps outside of his room. This had not been what he had expected given everything that his masters had told him. Stark had been his primary target and he had sought him out to eliminate him as ordered. He had not expected to end up in some sort of containment room. Nor had he expected to be confronted with more than just his mark. The Commander knew he should have expected that his mark would have some sort of back-up. He had made a mistake and now he would pay for that. His captors did not seem the type to execute him. Which meant he could have the choice of escape. And when he did he would return to his masters with their blood on his hands as proof that he was the weapon they had moulded him to be.

19) What is the one thing you hate most about your fandom?

The hate. Whether it’s because some people don’t like a specific character/pairing/show/etc or because of some moral superiority à la ‘you can’t like this, it’s problematic’ or any other reason really. 

Seriously, as long as nobody is holding a gun to your head forcing you to consume specific media content, you don’t get to hate on them. You can complain about issue XY you have on your blog, you can unfollow or block anyone who posts stuff that makes you uncomfortable but don’t push your hate onto someone else and ruin their day. 

I guess I don’t really get what’s so hard about that, you know?

22) Popular character you hate?

I rarely hate characters tbh. I hate choices they make. The ways they are written. Words they say. But I don’t really hate a character. I can see the appeal of pretty much everyone, and I can see ways in which I would write pretty much any character so that I’d enjoy them. I usually just don’t bother because I don’t like them enough to make them a high priority.

23) Unpopular character you love?

Brock Rumlow :)

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang 

God, baseball was sooo boring. 

Only in baseball was it impossible for more thanone team to score. They took fucking turns like it was pre-school and they werein line to use the teeter totters. The closest thing Tony’d ever seen toexcitement at a baseball game was the time Howard took him and drank so muchcheap beer that he ended up puking in a trash can on the way out of thestadium. That had almost been worth the sprained wrist when Howard shoved himout of the way. Almost. 

The worst part of it was, Ty didn’t even likeit. Not really. Or, if he did, maybe he’d be paying more attention to the gamethan to his fucking phone. 

Tony had already gotten up three times; once toget himself a beer and a hotdog (and he’d probably regret that hotdog later),once to use the bathroom, and once because the giant jumbo trons had advertiseddeep fried oreos, and Tony had to try one. He was definitely going to regretthat. Good, though. 

Ty hadn’t looked away from his phone the wholegoddamn game. Really, the score could be five hundred to seven and Ty would say“that’s nice” or “uh-huh” without looking up. What the hell was so goddamninteresting over there? 

Tony knew better than to try to look, though. Tydid not like what he considered an invasion of his privacy. 

The guy on the other side was kinda cute,though, so Tony turned away and watched that guy watching the game. 

Brunette, with a ragged haircut, half of hishair pulled back in a half-ponytail, he wore a red henley shirt and a brownjacket. He had a baseball cap with the team logo on it, but it fell off hishead almost every time he stood up to yell and scream, and since the man wasconstantly jumping to his feet, the hat was on the ground more often than itwas on his head. He jumped up to yell about strikes, about good pitches, aboutruns, about stolen bases. 

When a batter made a lousy ground ball, the mansurged to his feet again and yelled, “Go, Babushka power!” 

Tony couldn’t help it, he cracked up. “Go go grandmothers!” 

The guy turned around and grinned. “You speakRussian?” 

Tony wiggled his hand, comme ci, comme ça. “Understand it betterthan I can speak it. My tutor claims my accent stinks on ice.” 

“A common complaint of tutors,” the manresponded. He paused, leaned forward in his chair. “Go on, you little shit,steal that base, I fuckin’ dare you.” 

“You’re awfully invested,” Tony observed. 

“Got a hot hundred riding on the outcome of thegame,” the guy said. “And Baltimore sucks.” 

“If you say so,” Tony said. He flicked his eyesto the scoreboard; he really hadn’t been paying attention to the game. Orioleswere up a run and they were still at bat. “Looks like they might not suck ashard as you think.” 

Tony was studied the board, doing statisticalanalysis in his head. If current trends could predict future outcome, he wasgoing to give Baltimore a 72.952% chance of winning the game, probably by tworuns. He did not share this information with his neighbor. That just seemedrude. 

The inning ended without the Orioles scoringanother run, so that was encouraging. Tony readjusted his prediction. Hethought about sharing his thoughts with Ty, but another glance at his boyfriendshowed that would be a bad plan. Ty was now scowling at his phone, as ifsomething had upset him. Tony knew better than to interrupt him now. He leanedtoward his neighbor again. “You think they’ve got an upset in the making?” 

“They’re warming up the bullpen,” the man said,jerking his chin toward the Yankee bullpen. “New pitcher’ll shake things up.” 

Tony squinted. “Do you know who it is?” Thatcould definitely change his predictions. He pulled out his program and flippedto the roster. 

“Do you care?” the man asked, friendly, nothostile. “You haven’t been paying attention til just now.” 

“It’s more interesting when someone else isinterested,” Tony said. “I’m Tony, by the way.” 

“Bucky,” the man said, then rattled off the newpitcher’s name and jersey number. He leaned over Tony’s arm and tapped theprogram. 

Tony scrolled down. 

“Oh, hey,” Bucky said, nudging him. “You’re onthe kiss-cam.” 

What? 

Tony looked up. The camera, with little heartsand lip-prints in a frame, was centered on Bucky and him. Huh. Well, maybe theylooked like a couple, huddled over the program like they’d been. Sigh. Heturned and tapped Ty on the shoulder. 

“Honey?” 

Ty swatted at his hand and the whole crowd madea disapproving noise. “Not now, Tone.” 

“Ty,” Tony tried again. Ty would be so pissed if-- 

“I said, knock it off,” Ty said, turning aroundand poking his phone. 

“Mu'dak,” Bucky muttered under hisbreath. Asshole. Tony didn’t exactly disagree. He’d been dating TiberiusStone for almost three months, but he was starting to get the feeling that itwouldn’t be going on much longer. If he wasn’t wrong, Ty was probably textingwith his side-boy anyway. Tony kept trying to ignore that (first of all, thathe knew about it and Ty kept acting like Tony didn’t, because Ty had verylittle respect for Tony’s intelligence, which was just annoying, and secondly,because it was insulting. Tony was very good sex and a very attentive boyfriendand it was painful to be ignored and neglected.) 

Tony sighed and settled back in his chair, butthe kiss-cam didn’t move. Oh, for fuck’s sake. 

“Hey, I’ll kiss you, if he won’t,” Buckyoffered, then blushed absolutely, gloriously red at his own gumption. 

Tony blinked, then leaned over, his mouthalready puckering. 

Tony had meant it to be a joke kiss, a quicksmack on the mouth, enough to get the camera to go bother someone else. Stickit to Ty, maybe, for ignoring Tony all night. 

But when Bucky’s mouth touched his, Tony’sintentions went up in flames. Just like the rest of him. Tony found himselfwith his hands in Bucky’s hair, the man’s tongue sliding over his lip. The feelof his mouth was electric, shockingly erotic. His jeans got a little tighterthan was truly comfortable and he was half a second from climbing into theman’s lap when someone grabbed the back of his shirt and yanked, nearly chokinghim. 

“Tony!” 

“Hey, let go of ‘im,” Bucky said, standing up.“You’re hurting him.” 

“He’s --” Ty gestured like he couldn’t believethe utter gall. “Kissing someone else, right in front of me!” 

“You had your chance,” Bucky snapped. “If youpaid more attention to your man rather than you’re fuckin’ phone --” 

“Boys, boys,” Tony hissed, putting his hands upto separate them. “It’s sweet that you both want to take me to prom, but can Ipoint out that we’re on the goddamn camera?” Still. What the hell, hadsomeone fallen asleep up there? Jesus Christ. 

“You know what?” Ty said, brushing off hisshirt. “You keep him. He’s boring. And worthless. And he gives terrible blowjobs.” 

Tony gaped at him. “That --” 

“Face it, Tony, you suck worse than the Cubs.” 

Tony didn’t know enough about baseball to reallyunderstand that, but the way Bucky sucked air, Tony was willing to believe he’djust been burned. “That’s a lie.” He turned to Bucky and repeated, veryseriously, “That is a lie.” 

“I’m outta here,” Ty said. He turned and strodeoff, all indignant fury. 

“Don’t forget your phone,” Bucky mocked. 

Tony slowly sank into the seat. What the hellhad just happened? 

“You do not need that kind of asshole in yourlife,” Bucky said, a little tentative. “But… um, sorry for ruining your date?” 

“Nah,” Tony said. “I think it was alreadyruined. I just…” 

“Make it up to you?” Bucky offered. 

Tony slanted a glance at the man. “How?” 

“Dinner? Dancing? You don’t seem t’ likebaseball much, so, you know, another game is probably out.” 

Tony looked over at the Jumbo Tron again. “Idunno, I could get used to it.” He might grow to have fond memories of thatkiss-cam. “Sure. A date, then.” 

Bucky grinned. “I’ll try not to strike out.” 

Oh, god. Puns… Tony was in love already.“Maybe, if you’re really good, I’ll let you get to second base.” 

“I got a pretty good line coach,” Bucky said.“He might help me steal third.” 

Tony rolled his eyes. “I call foul. That wasterrible. Really, really terrible.” 

But when Bucky did steal a kiss, after walkingTony out to the train, Tony thought third base wasn’t entirely out of reach. 

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RP wise or in general? Because RP wise then definitely DC, I have a few DC mutuals but only like one rp and I just really want more universe hopping rps because there aren’t enough fics

so i am posting these kinda late but omg friends thanks so much!!!