Summary: Morgan Stark likes learning new words. So when she stumbles upon an unfamiliar title, she’s determined to not just navigate through its millions of definitions but also understand its meaning. Or, the one where all the MCU characters are alive and happy and they discuss their takes on the s-word.
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[Barton Household]
Lila: You know, you’re lucky you don’t have any siblings. They’re an absolute pain.
Cooper: Not like we asked for you, either.
Morgan: What’s a “sibling”?
Nathaniel: *eating an apple while watching his siblings fight* Someone you’re unlucky enough to be in the same family with.
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[Avengers Compound]
Wanda: *being set down on her feet* This is the third time this week that I had to save myself from bailing you out of jail.
Pietro: *kisses her on the head, grinning* Isn’t that what twins are for?
Morgan: *sitting on the couch* “Twins”?
Wanda: Siblings who came to the world together. And people who stick by your side through thick of thin.
Pietro: Or people you use as a personal form of transportatio—Ow! Wanda!
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[Wakanda]
T’Challa: Bast, help me survive another day of my sister’s antics.
Morgan: You can ask her to stop. Maybe saying “pretty please” will help! It works for me.
T’Challa: *sighs* It makes her happy. Siblings are cursed gifted with the patience and tolerance with each other, even in the dumbest of things they pull.
Shuri: *barges in and dragging T’Challa to her lab* BROTHER, COME! I NEED A VOLUNTEER FOR A HUMAN TEST TRIAL!!
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[Training Room]
Morgan: Why do you always let her win?
Gamora: *pauses* What do you mean? She beats me fair and square.
Morgan: But Mr. Quill says you “pull your punches”. That’s why it’s always a draw.
Gamora: *smiles* Nebula is a very strong opponent. Her capabilities are of exception. More so, she is my sibling, she is my equal.
Nebula: Another round, sister?
Gamora: Think you can deck me first this time?
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[New Asgard]
Thor: And when we were kids, Loki would often disguise himself as a snake to stab me.
Morgan: *gasps* He can do that?!
Thor: *bellows out his laughter* It’s okay, young Stark. Despite all the evil misdeeds he has committed, I believe deep down, there is still good. Being siblings is all about acceptance, after all.
Loki: No matter how much you want to stab them.
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[Stark Household]
Morgan: Are siblings supposed to be blood-related?
Pepper: A sibling is someone you hold special, sweetheart. He can be a brother to protect you or she can be a sister who takes care of you. Either way, you love them with all your heart—
Tony: —blood or not. Like Honeybear *blows a kiss to Rhodey who just shakes his head* over here. Or Auntie Nat to Uncle Clint.
Morgan nods thoughtfully. She perks up and hops down her chair to run around the table to a particular guest on the other side. The other Avengers who were present follows her movement in amusement as she pushes a confused Peter out of his chair and down on one of his knees so they were of the same height. Morgan stands straight in front of him and swiftly drops one hand on his right shoulder first and transfers it over his head to his left one, in a knighting fashion.
Morgan: Alright, Pete, you’re my big brother now.
Peter: *blinks, stunned* O-Okay.
Morgan beams, incandescence rivalling that of three thousand suns, and Peter’s heart bursts. He smiles so wide his cheeks hurt and he picks up his sister off the ground to spin her around. Morgan gleefully squeals in his arms and the way his eyes crinkles gives away how this was the happiest he felt in a long time. The whole room erupts in cheers while Pepper and May huddle to take a photo of what’s got to be the most adorable momentous event they all have witnessed ever.
Bucky: Wasn’t he already tho?
Steve: *elbows Bucky* Let the children have their moment.
Rhodey: *snorts* Tones, are you crying?
Happy: He’s crying.
Tony gallops across the room to engulf both of his kids in a big hug, ignoring the teasing he got from his teammates—no, family.
Tony: If you knuckleheads think I’d just stand there while the two of you got all the spotlight, think again.
Everyone laughs and the siblings giggle. When they were both tucked in his arms, he never felt more at home.
Avengers AU – If Tony was Peter’s biological father
Tony is super protective of his son. And Peter, inspired by his dad, becomes Spiderman anyway (his dad and his Uncle Rhodey figure him out in a second though).
this scene was just everything. because its so domestic and, if you think about it, these three are really like the only 3 who consistently got on well with each other. and its just so sweet. brulk (?) smiling softly coz he’s with an old love and his science bro. nat thinking aloud knowing she’s just had an epiphany when there’s a genius either side of her. tony being able to relax for once. because he knows these two understand him and what he does. its beautiful
Clint laughs at the statues they build, at the wakes they hold. He scoffs at the businessmen and politicians who say that they owe her their lives.
Fuck yeah you do, he thinks, chucking a plum at the TV screen.
He thinks of the hundreds of Shield agents who called Tasha a commie behind her back, the ones who whispered that she was a traitor, a spy, a killer, a mercenary without mercy. The ones who looked at him as if he’d painted a target on his back, just by happening to see something in a girl brainwashed to kill.
He thinks of the people that praised Captain America but tore Tasha down, calling her a spy, a traitor, a b*tch and a sl*t. He thinks of the men bitching about her being a hero, the right wing cowards too scared to fight themselves, but all too willing to tear down Tasha.
He thinks of how Tasha released her entire record, her crimes, her murders, her darkest nightmares, to the public. For anyone to see.
He thinks of Tasha not caring about anyone but the people she’d sworn to protect. Not caring about the opinions tossed at her, not caring about anything other than keeping people safe.
They call her a hero, they say that she saved billions, and Clint laughs.
Of course she did, he thinks, looking up at her statue. She was always a hero.
After all, there was always a reason Clint chose her in the first place.
I really wish I had my hammer. Quite unique. It was made from this special metal from the heart of a dying star. And when I spun it really, really fast, it gave me the ability to fly.
