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Your life in the 1800s

Bucky Barnes

In the quiet embrace of a small town nestled in the New England countryside, your life with Bucky unfolds like the changing of the seasons—gentle, unhurried, and deeply rooted. You live in a modest yet charming farmhouse, its walls lined with the warmth of well-worn wood and flickering candlelight. The fields surrounding your home, though modest in size, offer enough to keep the two of you busy—patches of vegetables, a small orchard, and rows of wildflowers.

Bucky is the town's blacksmith, his days filled with the rhythmic clang of hammer on metal. His hands, though calloused, are deft, crafting everything from simple nails to ornate ironwork that decorates the town's church and homes. Sometimes he brings you small gifts—a wrought-iron flower he molded with surprising tenderness, or a new lantern handle he shaped for you as he thought of you in the quiet moments between his work. Your life together is not grand, but it is sturdy and unshakable, like the iron he molds with care.

In the evenings, as the world quiets, you both sit before the hearth, watching the embers dance in the low light. The firelight catches in Bucky's eyes, softening the harsh lines of his face worn by work and experience. The town might see him as a quiet, strong figure, a man of few words, but here, in your home, his silence speaks volumes. There's a comforting, grounding quality to Bucky's presence—a steadfastness that feels like the very earth you walk on. Together, you live a life built from simplicity, honesty, and an abiding love for the world you have created together.

Loki Laufeyson

You reside in a grand yet slightly foreboding manor on the moors of Northern England. The house is old, with ivy creeping along its stone walls, and every room holds secrets, echoes of its storied past that Loki only sometimes hints at. Though you know him well, there are parts of his mind and history he shares sparingly, and this adds a thrill to your existence.

Loki has taken on the role of an antiquarian, spending his days surrounded by ancient books, artifacts, and relics from distant lands. People travel far to consult him on matters of arcane knowledge, knowing that he possesses insight beyond his years. The townsfolk, though wary, occasionally call on him when strange phenomena occur—a baffling illness, an unexplainable event—and he always seems to know just what to do. In his private study, a dark and cluttered room filled with the scent of old leather and ink, you sometimes catch him murmuring to himself in languages that sound as old as the earth itself.

Your home reflects Loki's enigmatic nature; tall windows let in slivers of pale light that cast haunting patterns over walls adorned with tapestries and paintings of foreign landscapes. Evenings are spent reading or wandering the misty moors together, where Loki's dark coat billows around him, giving him an almost ethereal presence. He never fails to hold you close, his hands cool yet reassuring as you explore the quiet, lonely beauty of the world you both inhabit. Life with Loki is complex and layered, a hauntingly beautiful existence that leaves you feeling as if you, too, are part of a mystery yet to be fully unraveled.

Tony Stark:

Your life with Tony in the bustling heart of London in the late 1800s is a whirl of invention, elegance, and high society. The two of you live in a luxurious townhouse on a well-to-do street, its grand architecture and modern furnishings a testament to Tony's affinity for the new and innovative. The house itself is filled with marvels of engineering—a state-of-the-art stove in the kitchen, newfangled electric lamps, and even a primitive elevator that Tony has built himself. Every corner of your home speaks of his insatiable curiosity and ambition.

Tony is an inventor and industrialist, constantly immersed in his workshop, where he builds machines and gadgets that others can barely begin to understand. He is known among society's elite, a respected figure in both the business and scientific communities, and his name graces the society columns often. But those who know him only from these glances would never guess the tender, thoughtful man he is with you. His days may be spent working on grand machines, calculating, sketching, and negotiating with business partners, but his nights are reserved for quieter pursuits—reading by the fire, enjoying an elaborate meal you've both prepared, or sharing wine as the city hums quietly outside your window.