Monday: Deja Vu Again and Again

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Hi, all. Today marks the kickoff of my inaugural week hosting comment-fic. I'm argentum_ls, though you can call me LadySilver. Today's theme is deja vu, because doesn't every Monday feel just like the last one? :) With today's theme, let's explore those times when one just knows one's been here before, the repeated moments, the collisions of awareness when one can sense the inevitable unwinding.

The rules:
No more than three prompts to a single fandom
No more than five prompts at a time
No spoilers in the prompts and if your fill has spoilers, please warn and and leave at least three spaces

Format:
Fandom, Character, Prompt
Fandom, Character/Character, Prompt

Examples:
Highlander, Methos, He doesn't have to have lived 5000 years to know how this conversation is going to go.

Do Over, Joel+Pat, Joel's lived all this before, so it's the events that aren't doubled that stand out.

Teen Wolf, Scott+Peter, (post memory transfer) aftershocks

VR.5, Sydney+Duncan+Sam, The color coding isn't the only way to tell their real memories from the fake ones.


Nothing catching your eye today? Take another look at the lonely prompts?

Have fun! (Betcha knew I was going to say that?) :)

tag=Dejavu

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1/3 Avengers: Tony/Steve (past Tony+Howard, Steve+Howard)

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Steve often wishes he'd never befriended Howard Stark. Not that he'd never met the man- if he'd never met Howard, he wouldn't be here today, destroying a punching bag specially designed by the man's only son to handle Steve's strength.

But he desperately wishes that Howard hadn't been his friend. He was gone for a lifetime. People changed, the world changed. He shouldn't be held responsible for the things a casual friend did twenty years after he was frozen!

It's irrational, and there's a small part of Steve that wants to just walk away. But he can't. There's something about Tony that just draws him in, no matter how hard the genius works to push him out. And for somebody working so hard to get rid of Steve, Tony sends some pretty conflicting signals: he's invited the team, including Steve, to live in his home, and seems to spend all of his free time designing things for them, like Steve's 'practically indestructible- yes I said practically, I know you'll manage it' punching bags.

Maybe it's his own fault for bringing Howard up when he met Tony. But how the hell was he supposed to know his friend- who had been a good man when he'd known him, damn it- had treated his son so badly? At first, Steve had thought it might just be spoiled rich kid whining, but he'd asked Natasha what SHIELD knew, and while she'd refused to tell him, her eyes had said plenty.

So he feels more than a little guilty for having liked Howard Stark. For having sat around drinking with a man who would later hurt his son so badly. Perhaps the most frustrating part of the whole thing is that, while he feels guilty on Howard's behalf, he has no idea what Howard did. Something put that cold pain in Tony's eyes, and the buried sympathy in Natasha's. But he doesn't know what.

"Yo, Blondie!" a voice calls, and as he turns to locate Stark, the punching bag comes to life?!

The thing knocks him flat on his back before he quite understands what's happening, and Stark is laughing and clapping, so he suspects it was intentional, not the work of some unknown super villain.

"What happened to 'it's important to think on your feet'?" Stark asks, standing over him and looking down, clearly pleased with himself.

"I've never prepared for the eventuality that you would go evil and try to kill me," Steve tells him with a groan. Tony at least has the decency to offer him a hand up, and he takes it.

"When we met Clint, he was under mind control. There's a mutant named Mystique who can take on any form she choses. You can't trust that just because I give it to you it's safe, or that just because I'm standing in front of you I'm me," Tony scolds.

"What did he do?" Steve asks, then winces. He didn't mean for the words to escape.

"What? How hard did you hit your head? I am Tony. Who built that, for you to use. Scaring you with it was just a bonus." Tony sounds a bit concerned, which is something at least.

"No, you're trying to get back at me- for Howard. But I have no idea what for, other than that you hold me responsible for whatever your father did," Steve says, knowing he shouldn't, but he's sick of this. It's better to get it into the open.

"You were his greatest creation," Tony says, suddenly serious. "He was a hell of a lot prouder of you than he ever could have been of me. He spent my whole life telling me I'd never live up to you. And then you show up, and it's 'big man in a suit'. Yeah, a suit I built and designed myself. Running on technology I invented. I don't see you looking down on Rhodey, and all he does is strap himself into a suit I made him. Actually, he doesn't even do that. He sits there and lets it strap itself on the way I designed it to. Nobody devoted their life to inventing a magic potion to make me a super hero. I made myself into one. In a cave in the middle of Afghanistan, with shrapnel in my chest and terrorists watching my every move."

Tony is panting now, furious and on edge. He finishes with, "So I don't really care if I never lived up to you for him, or if I'll never live up to him for you. I'm Tony fucking Stark, I'm Iron Man, and that's all me."