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Something of Tomorrow, Part 6 the time we've lost and the future ahead we grabbed the boundary i only want to see you smile – View Finder, english lyrics by Hikarin “So, Rhodey and I are being honoured in Washington, you wanna come?” Tony said. He'd just gotten out of the shower, towel slung low on his hips with his still wet hair sticking to the back of his neck. It took Steve some effort not to focus on any of that and focus on what Tony was saying instead. “You want me to come? What's it for?” Tony was grinning, “Oh you know, just saving a whole bunch of people and putting a stop to a murderous rampag

Something of Tomorrow, Part 5 but thanks for today, and tomorrow, for everything ahead just like always, i'll still be here if anything happens, come ask, and i'll sing as many times as it takes be it a new "hello," or maybe, a "long time no see" – 39, English lyrics by vgperson "Good morning, captain. It's currently 10:15 and you have forty-five minutes until the specialist arrives with Miss Potts and Lieutenant-Colonel Rhodes," JARVIS said, startling Steve who'd been drifting in a state of not-quite consciousness for a while. Usually Steve was up at the crack of dawn, but he'd slept far too peacefully that night. That and the f

Something of Tomorrow, Part 4 your heart's been touched and changed forever you can't hide – Lily Lily Burning Night!, English lyrics by кran Sunlight filtered through the tinted windows of the bedroom, throwing a warm glow over everything. Steve woke up when the sun hit his face, but he drifted for a few minutes. He couldn't remember ever having slept so peacefully; there was a lingering feeling of contentment in his veins that he didn't want to lose. When he finally opened his eyes, it took a half a second for his surroundings to reassert themselves. It was all still so hard to believe... Tony was asleep next to him, their

Something of Tomorrow, Part 3 the things of tomorrow, i do not understand the things of the past are out of my own hands – Hello, Worker, English lyrics by кran The sound of traffic was the first thing he heard. Then, the sounds of a radio. A ball game? Steve thought it was. He recognized the plays. He'd been to this game. But that wasn't possible. Steve opened his eyes to white walls. He glanced around. The room was bare, sparsely furnished. There was a dresser and a mirror with a radio perched on top of it; aside from the dresser, the bed, and a night stand, the room was empty. There wasn't anything that lent the room any pe

Something of Tomorrow, Part 2 i'm lost in sadness, still trying to pick myself up though the war ended, you cannot see a single thing i am always alone – Corruption Garden, English lyrics by кran The times that Howard Stark was home, he spent most of it drinking if he wasn't already drunk. Maria got this tight, pained look on her face and her jaw would twitch as her mouth thinned; her eyes were distant and she'd wrap Tony up in her arms and take him out for ice cream. Tony knew his father didn't love him. Howard spent months on end away – business, was his excuse. But Tony knew better. "He loves you, Tony," Maria told h

Something of Tomorrow, Part 1 i've learned of many pains and woes from these years of my own life but why is it that i'm still aching inside? – Glow, English lyrics by кran Growing up, Steve wasn't quite sure what to think of about his blank wrist. His mother, Sarah, had a name on her wrist – his father, Joseph Rogers – and Bucky had a name on his wrist when Steve met him, but there was no name on his. "There will be a name there one day," his mother told him when he asked. "Everyone has someone out there for them; they're just not always born at the same time as you." Steve thought about that, but it wasn't exactly

where the world is The arc reactor threw a soft, blue light over everything, casting shadows that Steve watched when he couldn't sleep or he'd woken from a nightmare. He'd watch the steady rise and fall of Tony's chest as he breathed and how the light from the arc reactor threw everything into sharp relief. At first, Tony had refused to fall asleep without a shirt or a heavy sheet over himself to hide the light. It was something of a combination of self-consciousness since his chest was a spider-web of scars with the arc reactor at the centre, and not wanting to bother Steve. Steve, for his part, didn't mind either; he thought that the scar

The Sounds of You Breathing When he wakes up in the middle of the night, panting and still half-stuck in a nightmare, he sometimes panics. Well, he nearly does. It takes a few seconds for his surroundings to reassert themselves; to tell him that he's not being pelted with freezing wind, that it's so cold he can see his breath, that he's reaching out and Bucky's – The thought is always cut off before it can finish. But then he looks up and there's no grey clouds and snow covered mountains surrounding him, but there's a ceiling and walls and an entire wall of windows overlooking the ocean and Tony snoring peacefully beside him. That's,