A trail of paper

the avengers | victorian au

When the future of England, her colonies, and basically the entire world is jeopardised by a secret order of radical scientific geniuses who call themselves ‘Advanced Idea Mechanics’, the Queen herself establishes a covert league of extraordinary gentlemen (and women) to foil the A.I.M.’s nefarious intentions and restore peace and order in the Realm.

I had a feeling this had already been done :D

But that’s OK; my steampunk!Avengers are set in America, I’m good

For your steampunk!Avengers fic, I don't know if you've figured out Natasha's new background, but back then, I believe that Russia still owned Alaska. She could have defected from there.

licoriceplease

Yes, Russia sold Alaska to the US in 1867, but I’ve decided to put the story in 1881 and I think I have a plan for Natasha anyway - but I’ll be sure to put in a mention to this, it is quite priceless, actually. Thank you so much for the idea :D

“Drink, Sheriff Rogers?”
“I don’t drink, Mister Stark.”
“Was life really that exciting back in 1776?”

So I’m getting a little more flesh on my steampunk!Avengers-idea
Steve must have volunteered for an experiment back in 1776, something for the war effort - it went horribly wrong, but he was frozen down (so that he wouldn’t go to waste?)
many decades later, Bruce Banner tries to replicate whatever it was, and when he fails he wakes Steve up to see if he can help him
Steve goes AWOL though, and end up somewhere and becomes a sheriff (so I said only a little flesh)
I dunno how but he meets Tony, who offers him a drink because of reasons

Hawkeye’s gotta be an adopted Indian and he was involved in Tony’s kidnapping (because of the Starks’ involvement in the Manifest Destiny, which wasn’t too kind on the Indians)
but then what the fuck is Natasha’s deal - can I just have a random sassy Russian lady with principles?
My real problem is that I don’t know whether to put this story around 1850 - because then Steve could’ve been friends with Howard and I could play with daddy issues and I could have the American Civil War play a part
Or
I put the story in like 1887, a hundred years after Steve was frozen, because that’s when all the cool stuff starts to happen and I think Tony could be even more awesome - and there could be a thing with how Howard and his inventions rendered slavery obsolete and the Civil war never happened (also Tony’s and Rhodey’s friendship <3)
What do you guys think? I’d really appreciate any ideas and opinions you have on this matter :)

“Drink, Sheriff Rogers?”

“I don’t drink, Mister Stark.”

“Was life really that exciting back in 1776?”

So I’m getting a little more flesh on my steampunk!Avengers-idea

Steve must have volunteered for an experiment back in 1776, something for the war effort - it went horribly wrong, but he was frozen down (so that he wouldn’t go to waste?)
many decades later, Bruce Banner tries to replicate whatever it was, and when he fails he wakes Steve up to see if he can help him
Steve goes AWOL though, and end up somewhere and becomes a sheriff (so I said only a little flesh)
I dunno how but he meets Tony, who offers him a drink because of reasons

Hawkeye’s gotta be an adopted Indian and he was involved in Tony’s kidnapping (because of the Starks’ involvement in the Manifest Destiny, which wasn’t too kind on the Indians)
but then what the fuck is Natasha’s deal - can I just have a random sassy Russian lady with principles?

My real problem is that I don’t know whether to put this story around 1850 - because then Steve could’ve been friends with Howard and I could play with daddy issues and I could have the American Civil War play a part

Or

I put the story in like 1887, a hundred years after Steve was frozen, because that’s when all the cool stuff starts to happen and I think Tony could be even more awesome - and there could be a thing with how Howard and his inventions rendered slavery obsolete and the Civil war never happened (also Tony’s and Rhodey’s friendship <3)

What do you guys think? I’d really appreciate any ideas and opinions you have on this matter :)

steampunk!Avengers

I’m sure it’s been done, but guys, hear me out (warning: disjointed and incoherent ideas, bear with me)

It’s around 1850.

Imagine Nikola Tesla and Thomas Alva Edison a few decades early put into one entrepeneuring bastard: Anthony Stark, heir to a fortune and genius inventor heavily invested in the Manifest Destiny- “civilizing the Americas” yadda yadda

He gets kidnapped by, uh, well, a business rival I suppose, tortured (they chop off an arm or something, okay) but escapes and uh, builds a mechanical arm. That he modifies into a weapon (sorry, not gonna put my money on Victorian era heart surgery, my suspension of disbelief only goes so far)

let’s wind back to 1776

So the American colonies, they’ve decided that they don’t like to pay them taxes to The British Empire, and Steve Rogers, who’s a born and bred colonist and adores the ideals and democracy of the infant US of A, he takes up arms.

right

so somehow he gets frozen, please help me out with the details

let’s go back to 1850 or whatever

Steve wakes up and ends up a sheriff (because the star, hellooo, also Steve on a horse am i right)

Crosses paths with Tony

(I’m trying no to make a “and the rest is history” comment here, believe me)

Cue epic crime fighting

They cross path with a Russian noblewoman (hey, Romanov was the name of the Russian royal family, please, obvious)

She turns out to be spy - and she has a constant companion, a master archer/crossbow man who grew up in a circus - so that’s Black Widow and Hawkeye

Hey so there’s also this dude who’s like not okay with human depravity or whatever, he did something horrible I think, and tries to make an elixir with which he’s to become a better person

That doesn’t really work, and he turns huge and green and angry (though the anger is his own, of course, human duality and shit) Note to self: Make throwaway gag about him meeting Robert Louis Stevenson

Um, so that’s Bruce Banner, but you got that

(You can’t do anything with Thor, so I’m thinking I’ll omit him - but if you guys have any ideas, please share :D)

because, guys, here’s the kicker

Civil War
will be the American Civil War
somehow
guys
i’m about to cry

Is this a horrible idea? Should I abandon it? I kinda want to write a fic and illustrate it because unf yes

but there’s a lot of problems and I need help to make it better

so help?

Lungs

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four

I’m Not Calling You A Liar

I’m not calling you a liar,
Just don’t lie to me.
I’m not calling you a thief,
Just don’t steal from me,
I’m not calling you a ghost,
Just stop haunting me,
And I’ll love you so much,
I’m gonna let you
Kill me.

“Stop it.”

The soft pleading, so unusual and so uncharacteristic for the charismatic and energetic James T. Kirk, made Spock turn to stone at once.

“What is it you wish me to stop doing, Captain?” Spock asked. Though he did his best so as to sound neutral, distant even, Kirk could detect a hint of apprehension in his voice.

Kirk, heavy-lidded because of the pain medication administered by Doctor McCoy, lifted a hand as though he was about to grasp Spock’s arm as he stood by the bed.

He waggled his fingers weakly before letting the arm go limp again.

“I don’t know,” he sighed, noticing how rough his voice was but not knowing how much the roughness tore at Spock’s heart.

“I wish you wouldn’t… I just want you to not be like that right now.”

Spock stiffened, and Kirk closed his eyes and furrowed his brow.

“If you would inform me as to what it is you wish me to improve, I shall certainly do so,” Spock replied woodenly.

“That’s not what I meant,” Kirk muttered. “Or actually, that is exactly what I mean.”

Spock stared sternly at his Captain’s face until he opened his blue eyes and blinked wearily.

“You’re so… unrelenting,” he said, voice turning even hoarser. “Just sometimes I wish you’d relax. For me.”

“You should sleep, Captain,” Spock said, unaware that his voice softened. Kirk agreed with a soft sigh and his eyes closed once again.

Spock settled himself down on a chair beside the bed and pulled out his dataPADD, intending to work while the Captain snored lightly with his face smoothened by sleep.

Spock thought that he had never seen the Captain look so unguarded and innocent.