James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes (
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Entry tags:
- marvel (616): billy kaplan,
- marvel (616): bucky barnes,
- marvel (616): loki laufeyson,
- marvel (616): steve rogers,
- marvel (616): teddy altman,
- marvel (mcu): bucky barnes,
- marvel (mcu): loki,
- marvel (mcu): sam wilson,
- marvel (mcu): steve rogers,
- marvel (mcu): thor,
- marvel (mcu): tony stark,
- ✖ fullmetal alchemist (03): edward elric,
- ✖ marvel (616): angela,
- ✖ marvel (616): tony stark,
- ✖ marvel (616): victor von doom,
- ✖ marvel (mcu): margaret 'peggy' carter,
- ✖ original: cain
[OPEN] apple pie is officially banned from this party, aka Steve Rogers' birthday
who: ANYONE
what: 616 Bucky, Peggy, and 616 Tony throw a birthday party for Steve.
when: July 4th, afternoon into the evening
where: A nice park
warnings: Birthday fun. :v
Steve Rogers, former (and still) Captain America, was born on the Fourth. It was pretty much fated. That said, he deserves a party that has nothing to do with Independence Day, and that's what Bucky, Tony, and Peggy set out to do. They rented a nice little park with some good open, grassy space perfect for a pick-up game of football (American, of course). On one end of the park, in the relative shade of a couple of large trees, they've set up two long tables - one for food, and one to deposit presents for the birthday boy on. The picnic tables already in the park have nice blue tablecloths to eat on. A banner hung between the trees proclaims, "Happy Birthday, Steve!", in blue letters on white.
The decor tries to stay away from Fourth of July colors - there isn't a speck of red, just shades of blue and white, and it's all very put-together and classy looking (thank you, Peggy and Tony). It's the sort of party they thought Steve would want, outdoorsy and casual, just a gathering of friends and whoever else wants to come by to wish the birthday boy a happy one.
Invites
Invitations have mostly been word of mouth and texts sent to people Steve is friends with, nothing too fancy. They just say to drop by and wish Steve a happy birthday, have some food, and spend some time hanging out; Rogers wouldn't want anything fancy anyway. That said, they won't turn anybody away from the barbecue if someone decides to just crash the party, as long the behavior stays respectful.
Food
The food is mostly standard American barbecue fare. Two large grills have been set up near the tables and someone (often Bucky) is usually cooking on them - an array of burgers, hot dogs, steaks, even some ribs and chicken. Side dishes are laid out on the food table, the usual simple things. Here and around the picnic tables are a good place to mingle; there's plenty of food for everyone, and metal tubs full of ice and bottled soft drinks. There isn't much alcohol present at this party, though, just one of the tubs set aside with beers in it.
There's also a massive cake for Steve, with close to a hundred candles dotting its layers - Bucky's idea, payback for the time he couldn't see his own cake for all the candles.
Tossin' the Old Pigskin
They're all (mostly) adults here, so there aren't 'party games' necessarily, but there are a couple of footballs and some frisbees in the grass for anyone who wants to play a game in the lush field. Just be careful if the heavy hitters decide to arrange a game, it could get pretty out of hand.
what: 616 Bucky, Peggy, and 616 Tony throw a birthday party for Steve.
when: July 4th, afternoon into the evening
where: A nice park
warnings: Birthday fun. :v
Steve Rogers, former (and still) Captain America, was born on the Fourth. It was pretty much fated. That said, he deserves a party that has nothing to do with Independence Day, and that's what Bucky, Tony, and Peggy set out to do. They rented a nice little park with some good open, grassy space perfect for a pick-up game of football (American, of course). On one end of the park, in the relative shade of a couple of large trees, they've set up two long tables - one for food, and one to deposit presents for the birthday boy on. The picnic tables already in the park have nice blue tablecloths to eat on. A banner hung between the trees proclaims, "Happy Birthday, Steve!", in blue letters on white.
The decor tries to stay away from Fourth of July colors - there isn't a speck of red, just shades of blue and white, and it's all very put-together and classy looking (thank you, Peggy and Tony). It's the sort of party they thought Steve would want, outdoorsy and casual, just a gathering of friends and whoever else wants to come by to wish the birthday boy a happy one.
Invites
Invitations have mostly been word of mouth and texts sent to people Steve is friends with, nothing too fancy. They just say to drop by and wish Steve a happy birthday, have some food, and spend some time hanging out; Rogers wouldn't want anything fancy anyway. That said, they won't turn anybody away from the barbecue if someone decides to just crash the party, as long the behavior stays respectful.
Food
The food is mostly standard American barbecue fare. Two large grills have been set up near the tables and someone (often Bucky) is usually cooking on them - an array of burgers, hot dogs, steaks, even some ribs and chicken. Side dishes are laid out on the food table, the usual simple things. Here and around the picnic tables are a good place to mingle; there's plenty of food for everyone, and metal tubs full of ice and bottled soft drinks. There isn't much alcohol present at this party, though, just one of the tubs set aside with beers in it.
There's also a massive cake for Steve, with close to a hundred candles dotting its layers - Bucky's idea, payback for the time he couldn't see his own cake for all the candles.
Tossin' the Old Pigskin
They're all (mostly) adults here, so there aren't 'party games' necessarily, but there are a couple of footballs and some frisbees in the grass for anyone who wants to play a game in the lush field. Just be careful if the heavy hitters decide to arrange a game, it could get pretty out of hand.
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Nah, it'd be too much paperwork to let you get eaten. [ Smiling timidly, he gestured over to all the food. ] Have you eaten anything yet? [ He remembered all too well how Tony never took very good care of himself. ]
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What, doesn't your ice cream nightmare count? [He salutes Steve with the glass and takes another sip. Still too sweet, but it's honestly not that bad.]
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Too sweet for you, Stark? I'll keep that in mind when I offer you things. [ He gestured over towards the table and the grill. ] Might be something more to your tastes over there.
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Yes, fine, I get it. I'll eat something. Just for you.
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Happy birthday to me indeed. [ With a wink, he walked over to the glorious table of food, picking up a plate for Tony to hand to him. ]
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I'll keep that in mind.
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[ Nudging Tony forward, Steve grabbed for two burgers but mostly filled his plate with sweets. ]
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Yeah, that's a lie. [It's teasing, though, given the faint smile on his face. And then Tony straightens and gives him a dramatically serious look in what's clearly an impression of Steve's own severe expressions.] 'You can't just buy the Dodgers, Tony.'
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Okay, first off I do not sound like that OR look like that. [ He shook his head with a slight laugh. ] And second, you can't just buy the Dodgers! People don't just do that on a regular Tuesday evening.
[ He paused for a second. ] Besides, you weren't buying them for me.
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Who else would I have been buying them for?
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Well, now, you know I'm happy with much less. [ He nodded at the plate of food Tony had. ] But what would people have thought, Tony. Such a grand gesture and all.
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[Not that he'd ever been entirely serious about buying a baseball team, mostly because he knew Steve would never have actually gone for it. Tony had pretty much just said it to tease him, the first time. Back when they were still working out how to navigate their respective emotional minefields.
It's strange to be back there again. Slightly wary, but trying. At least they know where most of the limits are now. Which was why Tony shot him a too-innocent look and popped a potato chip into his mouth.]
It's funny how you can get all squirrely over getting a sports team as a gift and not, say, a multi-million dollar piece of armor.
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Like the guy needed any help in the ego department.
With a roll of his eyes, he picked at a few chips on his plate. ]
Grand gestures all have different places they come from. [ He would have said more but the next quip took all his attention away. ]
Well, that is used for good and helping others. But what in the hell costs multi-millions that I have - [ With a stricken look, he fixed the sentence with - ] Had. [ Being without the shield made him feel naked, the same without the uniform. He knew he put far too much emphasis on both but what else could he really do? ]
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In true Stark style, he attempted to counter by looking as unconcerned as possible. Because that would definitely help.]
You know I had to craft most of that body armor specifically for you, right? [For most of them, really. Not just the fitting by the alloys, making sure that they were flexible enough for the ridiculous nonsense Steve pulled without blinking.
It wasn't like he'd minded. But some serious work had gone into that gear.]
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That means you had to spend a lot of time on my form huh? [ He ate a few more chips, the smirk remaining on his face. ] You probably know the lines of my body better than anyone. [ Messing with Tony would be preferable than his inner emotional breakdown. ]
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Sure. I probably know more about your body than you do.
[He can't help but smirk back. Two can play at that game.]
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But what were your findings about my form huh?
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So he made a show of looking thoughtful, the lifted one hand to sketch a shape in the air.]
You've seen a dorito, right?
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I have. [ a pause. here it goes. ] And they are so good.
Are you saying my form is delicious, Tony? I'm really flattered.
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But there's a slightly pleased smile floating over his face at the fact that Steve is playing along, rather than just shutting him down. There was a rhythm they got going between them when things were good, something Tony hadn't even realized he'd been missing.]
And also physically improbable.
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Don't you know by now, I defy every single odd, Tony. It's part of the charm.