There is nothing more bittersweet and heartbreaking than a character who is deeply in love with another but entirely convinced that despite their current romantic relationship (established or not) that they won’t get a happily ever after because they aren’t good enough and the person they love will realize that and leave them but they aren’t bitter or angered by this idea but calmly resigned. Like they love that person so much they’re okay with just being a placeholder for someone better, as long as they can stay by that person’s side despite believing one day they’ll be replaced.
→ AU in which Tony is sent to Jotunheim to look for Loki, who has found allies in a familiar place.
The stars were alien and brilliant overhead, and every inch of Tony’s body hurt inside the suit. It had been a rough landing to say the least. Asgard’s bifrost apparently had all the safety precautions of a rusty 1920’s flying fox.
Note to self, he thought as he reached up and pulled off his broken faceplate. In future, don’t joke about Heimdall the Gatekeeper’s enormous sword.
Asgardians and their weapons. And now their ancient icy caskets – one that a certain asshole trickster god had stolen to barter for an army. Whether Loki really was that much of a one-trick pony or had something else up his sleeve, Tony didn’t know. He didn’t really care, either. He just knew that the casket’s energy was traceable, meaning it was up to him and his suit to find the damn thing so that Scotty could beam him back up to Goldentown.
Piece of cake. As long as Loki didn’t realise he was in the vicinity, everything would go fine. His stealth cloaking was newly upgraded; nothing could find it.
The muted creak of a footstep pressing into snow was all the warning Tony received. And wasn’t it just great timing?
“Do you know what happens to skin that touches metal in this kind of weather, Iron Man?”
A “war never happened” IDW AU mashed up with Hannibal: Prowl is a young detective shunned by the department for looking at things differently, who encounters a rather shady expert brought in to help with a particularly brutal case: Tarantulas. People who get in Tarantulas’s way seem to have a habit of vanishing mysteriously, but he takes a shine to the brilliant detective with the unusually twisted mind… maybe too much of a shine…
honestly the tfa autobot team is possibly my favorite found family because to begin with none of them actually wanted to be there. optimus is a high-ranking officer who feels like he was meant for more than the really lousy assignment he got; bumblebee was expelled from boot camp and is now stuck repairing space bridges – but at least he’s still got his best friend bulkhead, who might actually be the only one doing what he wants to be doing, although being on a team that doesn’t want to be doing that has to put a damper on it; prowl feels like he’s at a dead end in his ninjabot training and would rather not be on a team at all; and ratchet really, really just wants to take a nap. and then on top of all that, they suddenly come across the thing containing the life force of their entire species, are attacked by THE supreme leader of their ancient enemies for it, and end up shipwrecked and stranded on some backwater planet with no way to contact home. but instead of breaking them apart, all that chaos just takes the ragtag crew of castoffs they were before and forges them into a family who genuinely care about and depend on each other.
Decepticonsensual's Armada 