Romans & histoires Captain America X Iron Man

We couldn't resist moving closer, our legs intertwining, unable to back away. "I said there's no Robin to a Batman, and we'd probably be two Batmans," he chuckled, his eyes brimming with love that words could never fully express. "But she cut me off and said, no. She said I was moral to a fault and you could be impulsive and headstrong. We're different, but we're still two superheroes who would die for each other. In any era, any alternate universe. Like Captain America and the Winter Soldier." My chest rose against his, and I whispered, my voice filled with conviction, "I can believe that."

"Oh, wait. Iron Man's fake and isn't fucking here." 'She should stop looking at other men altogether. There's nothing special about this guy in the first place.' I almost smiled. Almost. His dramatics were hilarious, but Katy's voice echoed in my brain: You've got a bad habit of beaming at him. She was right. Every smile was a crack in my mask. A dead giveaway. So instead, I sucked my teeth. "I guess you could argue Iron Man is a knock-off Batman." Victor threw up his hands like I'd just blessed him. "That's what I'm saying!"

The history between them hung in the air like a shadow. “Well,” the man rasped, his voice hoarse, “if it isn’t the Alpha himself. Come to finish what you started?” Xander’s jaw clenched. The name had been a curse before, and now it was nothing but an old wound reopened. He didn’t flinch. “Name yourself.” The man spat blood, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. “You knew me once. Calder. Of Ironvale.”

I ask hopefully. “He was handsome,” she says after a beat, staring out the window. “Brown hair. Dark eyes.” She pauses. “His friends were, too. All … very good-looking.” My jaw tightens. Brown hair. Dark eyes. It’s not our Enrique. “One guy was tall, smoldering, with black hair, blue eyes,” she says. “He didn’t talk much.” A beat. “Another one looked sort of like a young Chris Evans.” Great, Captain America and his side-kick is after us.

A balding man approached the table with two bodyguards. " Mr Xavier! Good Afternoon!" Jaxon and John said in unison. " Have you been waiting long?" The man asked. " No, Sir. We just got here." John answered. The man helped himself to a seat. " Ah! The rogue billionaire businessman, Jaxon Hearst. It's nice to finally meet you in person." " The pleasure is mine,Mr Xavier, and I'm not a rogue." Jaxon laughs. " Says the man with billion dollars empire and is still raking in more." Mr. Xavier said. He snapped his fingers and one of the guards lit a cigarette for him.

Look there, huh? - Of course I understand, Heitor", I pointed to the TV, "That one there, in the red and blue clothes is Steve Rogers, Captain America. The one that turns green is the Hulk and the woman ah, she is the Black Widow, there is also the Iron Man Tony Stark ... Even though I was 28 years old I was a superhero fan. I loved the whole universe of super powers, fighting evil and all that stuff. I want a power to end Miguel's race...good idea

I just wanted to stay with him like this for the rest of my life. He blew a whistle and I heard the roaring of a motorbike. "Aha, our ride is here," Lucas said. I looked up and saw Lucian standing in front of a giant Harley Davidson, holding two helmets in his arms. "Hey," he said. I gave him a dark look without saying anything. "It's nice to meet you, too, Miss Falco," Lucian said in a monotonic voice and handed the helmets to Lucas. I ignored him. If Lucas was an average asshole, his half-brother Lucian would be the grandmaster level of an asshole.

I nodded, yes, I liked down. “So.....your turn?” She continued as she tied her green ribbon on her wrist. “Um....Marvel or DC?” “What? What’s that?” Samantha asked her eyebrows scrunched up. “Oh, my Goddess you don’t know about Ironman? Or BATMAN???” I asked, shocked. Who doesn’t know about the Dark Knight or about the Avengers??? “Um..sorry?” She had a worried look on her face. “Should I know them?” “I mean yeah.... no....I just can’t believe you’ve never heard of them! Avenger’s Endgame was epic! Every movie theater in the nation was sold out!”

Was it possible that he was simply overly suspicious? Kathy was well-acquainted with the leaders of Spark and Nexus. The head of Spark Tech, Mr. Ian, was a dedicated fan of Marvel, particularly Spider-Man and Venom, as evidenced by his collection of Marvel superhero figurines. On the other hand, Mr. Carlisle, the boss of Nexus, although young, had a penchant for operas and often delved into discussions about concepts like "hidden greatness in the world," which tended to befuddle others. Despite their quirks, the names of their respective companies were undeniably memorable.