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A green bath with a mortician window; a lady is facing away fom the viewer, naked except for a cloth slug low around her hips. Perhaps she'll enter the bath, perhaps she's just an attendant, preparing the room for a future bather.



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    This series is complete as-is. More works may be added in the future.


    This is a mostly-MCU universe assumes that Tony Stark attended MIT from 1981 to 1986. Building 20 still stood, and the crack epidemic was going strong in the industrial area and housing projects abutting the North-East edge of campus. MIT was - and remains - an institution like no other, and this story tries to introduce it to us through Tony's eyes.


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    "You said he should have a hobby. That it would help."

    "I meant, like, knitting or coin collecting. Motocross, if he was feeling antsy. A baby's not a hobby. It's lifetime commitment."

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    25 Nov 2022

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    Greetings to the New Brunette by victoria_p (musesfool)

    Probably one of the first (and most famous) Accidental Baby Acquisition fics I ever read. It has a dear place in my heart.


    "We're not sending a baby to the orphanage, Steve."

    "It's not an orphanage," Sam says, but he doesn't sound very convincing. "Babies stand a bigger chance of being adopted than older kids."

    "Then we'll adopt her," Bucky says, jaw thrust out pugnaciously. He looks at Steve, and Steve thinks it's a terrible idea--he's got no idea what to do with a baby and Bucky can't even sleep through the night without trying to throttle him--but it's also the first thing that's interested him since he came back, and Steve can't say no to that.

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    "You said he should have a hobby. That it would help."

    "I meant, like, knitting or coin collecting. Motocross, if he was feeling antsy. A baby's not a hobby. It's lifetime commitment."

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    It’s been six years since the “Civil War” that ended the Avengers. The ex-Avengers have been fugitives since then, and Tony Stark has gone to ground, apparently dropping the Iron Man moniker and hiding away for good. The world has moved on without the Avengers, entering into the larger galaxy that’s been opening up to them and forging intergalactic connections.

    But now, the Earth has gotten word that Thanos is heading for them with intent to take the Infinity Stones and destroy the planet. Despite many protestations, the situation is grim enough that the world leaders have granted temporary pardons to Steve and his team, desperate to have any sort of heroes standing up to protect the world. But they may need outside help.

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    14 Nov 2022

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    Help Wanted by aliaoftwoworlds

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    Tony, Thor, Dummy and JARVIS. Handshakes and secrets and the teaching of precious things.

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    Words On The Backs Of Our Hands by icarus_chained

    Thor meets a Dummy. Short and sweet, emotion packed (for such a simple thing) and well worth the time to read.


    "I am sorry," Thor said again, softly, like Tony was a skittish kid he needed to soothe. "I did not mean to alarm you." He smiled, soft and wistful and sad. "Dummy was showing me how to shake hands. I did not think how it would appear to you."

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    Inspired by this Tumblr post

     
    I couldn’t help myself.

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    Angels, like all winged things, need to occasionally molt, shedding their old feathers to grow new ones. This is an annoying process which tends to make them snappish. But when Aziraphale goes into his first molt after the Apocalypse that wasn't, it's a bit different than any other molt he's ever had, and he gets more than merely snappish.

    Or in other words, Aziraphale Falls, one feather, one sin, at a time.

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    Black Sepia by bladespark

    Aziraphale falls. It change surprisingly little, and we join the newly christened Azirafell on a romp through the seven deadly sins, meeting the new boss, and playing kids games with the old boss. It is very much a rambling sort of fic; it suits Azirafell (if it wanted to suit Crowley it would need to loose at least a third of its length and gain jargon filled bullet points.)


    “Oh sweet saints above. Beautiful demons below. Wonderful, wonderful earth here that made me do it. I could just kiss you, Crowley. I will be able to just kiss you! Not yet, not yet, but soon.”

    “Uh, angel, what are you going on about?”

    Aziraphale snapped his wings back into existence and flourished them at Crowley, feeling absurdly giddy despite having gotten rid of the wine. “Not an angel any more, my dear, or not for much longer, at least.” He folded the white feathers in, brow creasing and added, “Let’s see, a full molt usually takes about a month, though I suppose this one may not be exactly normal, but the pinfeathers seem to be perfectly usual other than the color, so I think it’s likely. I suppose it’s probably going to be fairly unpleasant for a bit, given the way the first ones sting, but really, just one month isn’t going to be that bad, and then, why then there’s eternity after that.”

    Crowley sucked in a sudden breath. Then he whipped off his shades and stared at Aziraphale with wide eyes as what he was saying sunk in. “Ang— Aziraphale, are you saying…?”

    “I’m Falling, my dear. Not all at once, not the way it was back then, but I’ve started a new molt, and the feathers are coming in black and, er, demonic.”

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