Stony Oneshots (Requests open)

Blue, Blue, Blue

Blue, Blue, Blue 

Okay, I adore Bucky and I know for a fact that one of my best friends (aka professional_dreamer) is going to kill me for doing this because of her hit Stucky book. But with a wide smile I give you evil Bucky…

(sorrynotsorry)

{“How does it feel to stand on the very stones that ran with your parent’s blood?
Do you feel sad? Full of rage? Or does that outfit help you bury your feelings?
Hiding your true self
You’re truly an extraordinary specimen; I look forward to breaking you”}

 This is not a happy story 

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"Sir?"

Tony looked up from where he was tinkering at something in his lab as an unusually serious tone came over his A.I. Frowning to himself lightly Tony got to his feet and wiped his greasy hands down his equally greasy ripped jeans and walked over to where JARVIS had pulled some cameras around the city. "What is it JARVIS?" he asked, curiously flicking through the feeds and finding nothing alarming nor important.

"Sir, the winter soldier is back in town," JARVIS said tersely and zoomed in on a random pedestrian that had first seemed so normal and unsuspecting now seemed to radiate crazy and serial-killer. Shiftily looking around the Winter Soldier brushed his ratty, dirty long hair off his face with a metal arm and slipped down an alleyway.

"Damn, he's got some new arm candy!" Tony whistled appreciatively and zoomed in on the paused video camera of the winter soldier and twisted the view around so that he could fully see the arm. The arm was made of a sleek silver metal, singular plates that were fused with each other with a technology that Tony had never seen before. "Curiouser and curiouser," he muttered to himself and pressed a few buttons before looking up at the screen. "JARVIS are you getting this?" he asked his AI, glancing up at the ceiling quickly.

"Yes Sir," JARVIS replied testily and Tony knew that if his AI could sigh he would be sighing. Glaring up at the ceiling Tony flipped his AI off and pulled the metal arm out of the video feed and floated it in front of himself before rubbing his hands together excitedly and pulled the metal arm apart, putting the different pieces in different piles. As he stripped the arm down, Tony began to get more and more worried as technology and weaponry that he could only dream of began to surface under the skin of the arm.  

"Oh shit," Tony breathed with wide eyes as he eventually stripped away the arm and looked at the sheer force that was contained within one human. "We are in huge fucking trouble," he whispered desperately to himself before tugging at the ends of his hair.

"Who's in trouble?" a curious voice innocently asked and Tony jumped out his skin before turning off his screens and turned to where Steve was stood, leaning on one his table with narrowed eyes. "Who's in trouble Tony?" Steve pressed ad he didn’t answer and Steve walked up to him and shook him gently.

"Are you okay?" Steve looked at Tony with calculating eyes and Tony smiled shakily, just turning up the corners of his lips gently. "Yeah, I'm fine you just startled me that’s all." He replied and moved out of Steve's grip and turned away, his mind racing at a million miles per hour.

"Are you sure?" Steve asked again and Tony whirled around with blazing eyes. "For fucks sake, I said I was fine now just leave me alone!" he yelled agitatedly and immediately regretted his actions because Steve's face closed up and he turned to leave and Tony watched his boyfriend disappear up the stairs. Gritting his teeth together Tony tore  his eyes away from Steve's disappearing figure and kicked his lab table, hopping away in pain with tears in his eyes. "Damn." He shouted before limping up the stairs after Steve.