#Karli Morganthau

[fassbendersflwer]

The Falcon and Winter Soldier characters (TFATWS) I write for -

Baron Zemo

Karli Morganthau

John Walker

Dovich

Joaquin Torres (new Falcon)

Sharon Carter

(Sam Wilson & Bucky Barnes are on avengers)

[moongirlwidow]

Betcha don't know anything 'bout me!

-@one-world-one-people

Is that a challenge, Karli Morganthau? I've heard a lot... and Madripoor talks

[livingdescenddeadrise]

Wanted, smut driven canon character plot ideas. Some have a little more plot than others. Looking for discord writing partners.

Stranger Things: Steve Harrington giving into his submissive nature. Against Jonathan or Hopper preferably. Or a dominant female. Bonus points if Steve is trans. Open to playing either role here.

Stranger Things: Billy Hargrove against one of the older women. Preferably Joyce Byers. He doesn't get die and helps the gang in the future, granting him some redemption, but he still is attracted to older women. He and Joyce end up growing closer and things happen from there. Prefer to play Billy here.

Scream: Give Billy and Stu someone who is just as eager and willing to cause carnage and see something through as they are. Someone who would slot perfectly into their dynamic. A third original Ghostface. They even get away with their plan. Further chaos ensues and the threesome become an unstoppable couple. Of course Billy and Stu can hardly keep theirs hands to themselves. Willing to play either role, the OC or both Billy & Stu. This point is a mix of smut and plot.

Supernatural: Dean Winchester deciding he needs to let go of control and behave submissively. Boy just needs to relax. Preference for playing the OC dom against Dean.

Gotham: Werewolf/alpha & omega setting. Would really love to see Harvey Bullock find someone who is willing to take care of him. In all ways. Preference for playing a female OC omega to Harvey's alpha. Willing to double and play Cobblepot, Nymga, Bruce, or Jim against an OC for someone if they give me Harvey. This point is a mix of smut and plot.

Marvel: There isn't a solid idea here but honestly, anything with Venom and Eddie. Individually, tag teaming, doesn't really matter. Preference to play Eddie/Venom. This pairing I was leaning towards m/f.

DC: An alternate universe set in a semi-post apocalyptic world. Something (be it plague, invasion, war) has lowered the population drastically and affected the birth rate. It's found that metahumans have a high chance of a successful birth than just humans. So, they are rounded up and used as "studs" so to speak. Someone has found out about kryptonite, both green and red, and used it to control Superman. He's the top stud around. Prefer to play Clark.

Marvel: Same as above for DC except Super Soldiers are used as studs. Could be anyone from those in the MCU, to anyone whose powers resulted from the serum or derivative. Characters include: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, John Walker, Alexei Shostakov, Karli Morganthau, Anthony Masters, Natasha Romanoff, Miles Morales, and more. Prefer to play the "stud" here.

[thecassandradimitrescu]

Karli Morganthau couldn’t believe she’s doing this but she has to, working with a vampire of some kind. Great, this is what rock bottom looks like and feels like. She leans against a wall waiting for her…

“You see her yet?” The Brit asked.

Cassandra rolled her eyes and glared back at the mortal.

"No, I don't see that woman you're wanting. But if she dresses exactly how you describe, I don't think it'll be hard to spot someone running around in red, white, and blue, against a background of varying shades of mud." Why she had to be dragged into this sort of wild goose chase, she had no idea. Well, no.... she did. Karli's people were working with Mother Miranda, and they, of course, needed a local who knew the layout of the land, could hunt and track, as well as being able to hold her own in fight. Cassandra was the only one who fit those three requirements.

But, the more the brunette though about it, the more funny the idea of this mortal running around with a lycan, Urias, of even Heisenberg... but she suspected the outsider wouldn't last very long in any of those situations.

"So... care to tell me what's so important about this woman? Why do you need my help to get her? I'm also assuming you have a preference for keeping her alive, right? Does that extend to being in one piece too?" she asked snidely.

[krazykiki05]

Theres Not Enough Hours in the Day

Zemo accidentally had a daughter at 16 with a 17 year old. When she found out what he was doing back in 2016, she teamed up with the Avengers to help fight her father at the age of 19. During this time, she helped Bucky and they grew close.. She moved to Wakanda to help him readjust to modern life. When Bucky came back from the blip, he lived with her. He would miss therapy if it wasn’t for her. She would have never seen her father again if it wasn’t for him. 

I

I  Part 9  I

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“Karli Morganthau, you’re under arrest.” Walker announces our presence. 

“So this is what that was?” Karli asks. 

“No, Karli, wait.” Sam tries to reason.

“Tricking me until backup arrived?” She concludes. Walked puts a hand up to Sam. 

“No, I think we had enough time to talk.” Walker argues. 

“You Nazi.” Karil insults to Walker. Bucky tries to shove Lamar away, but of course he fights back. I didn’t know what to do. That was, until Karli shoved the shield, sending it reeling and hitting sam. Samdin both men down. I ran to help Sam. He grabs my wrist and I pull him up. It hurt like a bitch. 

We all run in opposite directions. Bucky went after Karli, Sam was going to try and intercept her. I ran a whole new way. Which ran me into my father. “Papa!” I say. He looks at me and grabs my arm. Of course he got out of those cuffs. We started waking down a Musty hall. 

I didn’t know Papa had taken out a gun until we ran into Karli and he shot at her. “Papa!” I scold, attempting to take the gun. He shoves me back. 

“Stay out of this.” He growls, following Karli, gun out, shooting every chance he gets. Luckily she dodges all of them. My wound starts hurting worse, affecting my movements. I can’t take the gun away. I can barely follow him. A shot nicks Karli, sending her over a table, the table flipping over. 

“Papa stop, please!” I plead. He doesn’t listen, shooting Karli’s hand when she tries to take a vial. Wait, the vials. 

“Is this what I think it is?” Papa asks. Super soldier serum. He picks one up. 

“No! No.” Karli mumbles. I stood back, knowing what he was going to do. The very mission he put himself on personally. Destroy all creation of super soldiers. He slams the vial in his hand down to the ground. The glass shattered into a million pieces. 

I notice movement in the upper corner of my eyes. A man. As soon as Karli sees him, she bolts. I take one step to try and catch her, but it hurts too much. My father continues dancing on the vials, attempting to get every last one. That’s when I noticed Johan Walker. He’s about to toss his shield at my father. 

“No!” I yell, standing in front of my father. The last thing I saw was a flying frisbee coming to my head. The pain. Then blackness. 

Zemo’s POV

I heard a thud behind me. I look just in time to see my daughter fall to the ground. “Annika!” I call. But I was knocked out before I could help her by a punch to the temple. 

~*~*~*~

Sam comes running in, a second too late to see John pocketing the last vial. Bucky walks in to see his girlfriend on the floor. He runs down the stairs to her. “What’d we miss?” Sam asks. Bucky glares at John. 

“Karli...did that.” John lies, pointing to Annika’s unconscious body. Bucky kneels down to inspect her. She was alive. Just sleeping. He decides to inspect something else. Lifting her shirt, he finds that her bandage has bled through. She did pop at least one stitch. He sighs before picking her up bridal style. “We gotta take her back.” He says to Sam. His friend nods.

[howaboutcastiel]

More find a new way word sludge

Xi’an is obviously played by a Spanish British lady in canon. I don’t see her as Natalia Tena (no offense to the legend herself) but for Find A New Way I see her more as Erin Kellyman (Karli Morganthau from TFATWS). That’s why I wrote her appearance the way I did.

I have a whole bunch of reasons for this that don’t really matter in the grand scheme of things? But Xi’an in my head is a black woman with type 3 albinism, who is treated differently because of it, and unlike Din, became a narcissist as a result of the discriminatory/abusive treatment. She’s extremely ambitious and aggressive, and the covert paired the two of them for marriage because they are both ‘defective’ in the eyes of the Watch.

Whereas Din delved into his own research of the Creed, became the most knowledgeable and most faithful and eventually led to him realizing the place was corrupt and he needed to deconstruct, Xi’an became more of a Peacher’s Pet, and became more devoted the way the Watch specifically instructed.

Din learned the Creed better than anyone else in the Watch, and it made him realize that they’ve all lost The Way.

Xi’an takes the words of the Elders as gospel, rather than learning the scripture herself. She needs the acceptance and validation more than she needs the genuine faith.

In the end though, it didn’t matter. The Watch ultimately betrayed her by insisting modern medicine wasn’t “the way” and leading to her death and Grogu’s premature birth.

Obviously I wanted this to be a direct parallel to fundamentalist Christianity. That’s kind of been my whole thing, even though I wanted the Mandalorian religion to have other influence because I don’t think they are The Christians of the Star Wars universe. In my mind, the Way is an ancient Native American religion that was slowly corrupted over time by Christian influences in American culture.

The Way as it exists in 2006, for the Watch in particular, is a bastardization of the original culture and religion, warped by the nature of cultism to become abusive, restrictive, and to prioritize reproduction even at the expense of religious values (because more children means more believers means the religion will survive longer and spread wider).

Also, I just have a vendetta against fundamentalist Christian’s. Cobb’s family is more of the “I am a southern Baptist who gets blackout drunk on Friday and goes to church on Sunday.” And Din’s cult is legitimately fundamentalist, to the point where faith comes before health and safety. Cover yourself from head to toe. Don’t interact with the outside world.

My dad and his side of the family is like Cobb’s family. Just genuinely evil people who use God as an excuse to hate everyone and not take responsibility for their actions. My mothers side of the family leans more fundamentalist (of course not barring any of the racism, sexism, or homophobia of the former side either) and believes that women should be submissive and have as many children as possible as soon as possible, etc. no drinking, no premarital sex, no swearing. Read your Bible every day and do NOT watch R-rated movies or pursue post-graduate education.

BUT ANYWAY. This is a love story so at the end of the day, fuck both sides of the family. Din and Cobb are queer and in love and happy in spite of the people who wish that they weren’t.

And maybe a little bit spiteful. Just a little. Because those people deserve to be humbled.

So yeah. Grogu is half Honduran and half black, and he’s so malnourished and forcibly reclusive that the cops thought he was white. But he’s not white and cops are dumb and racist. And by god Grogu will be full of color and life and energy as soon as Din and Cobb get him back. Not that Omera isn’t doing her part to jump start his recovery.

Bases are covered, emotionally (religiously) and physically. But they are only covered in the form of word soup inside of my brain.

[little-squishy-fox]

This shot may be once of the best aesthetic and cinematically pleasing scenes of the entire MCU. Actually stunning 😍

[glaxyy]

hear me out, fatws but alpine is there too

[holdtightposts]

Sam Wilson refuses to fight a 16 year old kid and finds alternatives.

Bucky Barnes tries to reason with a 16 year old kid but isn’t afraid to throw down.

John Walker wants to beat the shit out of the 16 year old kid.

Sharon Carter kills the 16 year old kid.

Helmut Zemo kills four 16-19 year old kids.

[flaminpumpkin]

I'm going to try and write some short drabbles in the future based on some of these because I've hit some huge writer block and since I can't seem to shake it, I thought this would help

So if anyone wants to suggest a character or a ship (romantic or platonic or familial), just drop the name + a number in my ask box and I'll write something (^^)v

[mayo-advance]

Blind Faith (1)

Description: Word vomit in the form of coherent storyline. Y/n is on the mission with Sam and Bucky but is struggling to come to the same moral conclusions that they are.

A/n: I’m gonna post this because god knows when i’m gonna finish it. So heres part 1. your welcome.

”You got ten minutes. Then we’re doing things my way.” Walker said as he handcuffed Zemo to the nearest solid surface.

‘Ten minutes and then i’m stealing the shield.’ You mused silently.’

Sometimes you wondered why you followed Sam everywhere. At first you believed it was because he was a good man and you trusted him. Its still for the same reasons now except now you two had been in a relationship for quite some time.

Of course this mission was different because you and Sam saw it in a different light.

You couldn’t see how he put up with John Walker. You couldn’t see how he thought breaking Zemo out was a bad idea.

He couldn’t see why you wanted to steal the shield so badly. He could see how you hated John Walker though.

You sat with Bucky in front of the door same just went through.

If anyone could talk Karli down, it was Sam.

You and Bucky got on quite well. You both thought along the same lines. You both had the same general ideas about things like breaking Zemo out and stealing the shield.

But one thing you agreed on with Sam was that Karli could be reasoned with.

You might have gone with him if you trusted Walker a little bit more.

Or at all.

It hadn’t been more than a few minutes of Walker panting like hes doing an extreme workout before he got tired of waiting.

“Uh-uh. Nononono, this is a bad idea.”

Oh sweet god its like he was getting worse.

Bucky and you sat in front of the door that Sam had gone through.

“It hasn’t been 10 minutes yet John. Just sit tight.” Bucky sounded very calm.

You did not feel very calm. Something about John Walker made you want to throw down.

Maybe its his stupid face.

You gave him a sappy fake smile that dripped with taunting. “Yeah John, don’t twist your panties over milk that hasn’t been spilled.”

The soldier scoffed “Don’t do that. Don’t Patronize me”

“He knows what hes doing.” Bucky stated.

You nodded and pointed at Bucky while holding eye contact with Walker.

You knew it was a terrible idea to aggravate him but at the same time it was so much fun. He was like an entitled child who screamed at the grocery store in your eyes.

There was a pause as Walker looked between you and Bucky. There was a concerning shadow in his eyes.

If the eyes were a window to the soul then maybe there was no soul behind those dark pupils.

“I’m goin in.” He approached the door at a brisk pace. He had made up his mind but you had made yours up too.

“No you aren’t.” Bucky lightly pushed him back.

You kept your mouth shut because the last thing Sam would want is you getting in an actual fight right now.

John stared at Bucky. You felt your heart drop in your chest as he opened his mouth “this is all really easy for you isnt it? All that serum running throgh your veins.”

Oh god shut up. You felt your blood boil. “Oh my god shut up. You think its all about the serum.”

Walker ignored you and held eye contact with Bucky. “Barnes, your partner needs backup in there. Do you really want his blood on your hands?”

You shoved him back a bit. “You are being stupidly irrational. This is what Sam does and he’s good at him so give him the damn ten minutes.”

Walker looked at you with a brooding face. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

“You’re letting your boyfriend endanger himself.”

Bucky stood by your side thinking over what John had said. You lightly grabbed his arm.

“Don’t let walker get in your head.” You whispered lightly to him.

John heard you and made some offended noises as he began to object.

Bucky removed your hand from his arm and moved to the side, unblocking to doorway.

Walker stopped complaining and barged past you. He nodded at Bucky as he passed.

“Bucky, Sam knows what he’s doing we need to trust him-“ You watched as he walked in.

Lemar followed both of them. He looked at you as he approached the door. “People like her can’t be reasoned with easily. I know you trust Sam but I don’t think he can get out of this one without a fight.” He walked past you.

You followed him, fuming. “You’re putting blind faith into Walker. Its not that you think that Sam can’t do it, you are just choosing what Walker is choosing.”

“I put as much blind faith into John as you put into Sam. Its called trust.” He took a turn and you went on straight.

This wasn’t going to end well.

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Plot twist (i’m sorry this is like the third fic ive used this line in) it didn’t end well.

You know, these plot twists suck. They never go a good way and now John Walker just killed a man in the street.

He just killed a man in broad daylight. Surrounded by a crowd of people. In public. With the sheild.

You knew you should have fucking stolen it.

You stood behind Sam and was looking over his shoulder. Your hand was on his shoulder and you were gripping so tight that you were probably cutting off circulation.

You felt like you were going to be sick.

“Sam...” Your voice felt small and for the first time since you’ve met him, you were afraid of John.

He brought his hand up to cover yours though he couldn’t say anything.

How was he to tell you that everything was going to be ok?

You watched as John Walker took off, pushing through the crowd and taking the bloodied shield with him.

Bucky started following and Sam looked back at you.

“Go back to the house. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

As much as he cared you couldn’t help but feel bitter. “I’m coming with. I don’t want you getting hurt either.”

“No you’re not.” He grabbed your shoulders.

You looked over his and saw Bucky impatiently looking between Sam and where Walker went.

Walker was a dangerous man.

“Sam-“

He looked at you with such sincerity in his eyes, “just this once do not get involved.”

You felt the bitterness in you again. You made. split second decision.

“If you die, I’ll never forgive you Mr. Wilson.” You grabbed him and gave him a quick kiss before pushing him lightly to where Bucky was.

And they ran off.

You turned to scan the crowd for a familiar face.

You knew she was here.

You barely caught it as you saw a floof of orange hair disappear around a corner in the opposite direction of where Sam went.

You felt your feet push off running before you could even consider the consequences of your actions.

Your feet beat against the concrete as your mind raced with one absolute thought.

‘This is the right choice.’

You loved Sam with all of your heart. You really did. And he knew that this was the right thing too deep down.

Thats why he tried to reason with Karli.

You rounded the corner with a gasp. You saw her drawing away and you called for her while running a little faster.

She looked back in alarm and got in a fighting stance.

You slowed to a stop about 10 feet away from her. You leaned over as you struggled to catch your breath.

“I’m sorry for spooking you.” You wheezed out, “I want to help your cause.”

This is whats right.

She furrowed her eyebrows. “And why should I trust you?”

You looked up at her with exasperation. “You have no right to trust me.” She turned to leave and you felt desperate. “But hear me out!”

She turned back cautiously.

“I mean- cmon if I have to choose between that,” you gestured back to where you came from. “And you, the flagsmashers are the obvious choice.”

She looked at you skeptically. You caught your breath and straightened up.

She wasn’t convinced. You gained your composure. “You can use me and my experience how you want. If you want me to kill John Walker, I will. If you want to handcuff me, then do it. Please. I want to make the world a better place and I can’t do that where I am.”

Karli turned and you felt shame seep into your bones at how hard you tried and yet you failed.

But you didn’t fail.

She gestured for you to follow her. “We will discuss this more once we are safe.”

You looked back to where you had came from. Where you had last seen Sam.

You muttered a silent apology.

He would understand.

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Taglist: @amourtentiaa , @xxxtwilightaxelxxx

[stacee-not-jaxx]

Karli wants to kill Sam

Batroc wants to kill Sam

John Walker wants to kill Sam

Can they all just leave him alone wtf

[mejcinta]

Karli: "I didn't mean to kill your friend. I don't wanna hurt people that don't matter."

John: "You don't think Lemar's life mattered???"

Karli: Not to my fight. I just want the people in that truck.

🥴🥴🥴

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(Power Broker happens to Karli )

Me:

Nope!

[moonlit-imagines]

💡 for Karli morgenthau?? :)

carves her initials into trees/tables/etc

oversized tees and hoodies? loves them

really good with kids, carries a bag of tootsie rolls in her bag at all times (it’s not weird)

no longer taking headcanon requests!

[impala67-aka-baby]

You know when Karli said stay down and Sam was like no. I was 1629028% sure Sam would say "I can do this all day" and now I'm disappointed in my self.

[krazykiki05]

There’s Just Not Enough Hours in the Day

Zemo accidentally had a daughter at 16 with a 17 year old. When she found out what he was doing back in 2016, she teamed up with the Avengers to help fight her father at the age of 19. During this time, she helped Bucky and they grew close.. She moved to Wakanda to help him readjust to modern life. When Bucky came back from the blip, he lived with her. He would miss therapy if it wasn’t for her. She would have never seen her father again if it wasn’t for him.

I

I Part 7 I

I

I hear the door slam, Papa entering first. “Anything?” I ask.

“Well I got nothin’.” Bucky announces.

“No one’s talking about Donya.” Bucky sits down next to me and Sam sits across. Papa goes to the kitchen. 

“That’s because Karli’s the only one fighting for them. And she’s not wrong.” Sam says.

“You really think her ends justify her means? Then she’s no different than him or anybody else we’ve fought.” Bucky sasses. 

“Sam has a point.” I snap. Bucky glares at me.

 “See? She’s different. She’s not motivated by the same things.” Sam explains. Papa brings over a tray of cherry blossom tea. 

“That little girl. What’d she tell you?” Bucky asks Papa. I furrow my eyebrows. Little girl? Papa looks at Bucky, then at Sam, then back at Bucky. He sets the try down as he speaks. 

“The funeral is this afternoon.”

“You know the Dora’s coming for you any minute.” Bucky threatens. “In fact they’re probably lurking outside right now.” I glazed at the door, gullible enough to think they actually were. “Keep talking.” 

“Leaving you to turn on me once we get to Karli.” Papa concludes. 

“I won’t let that happen.” I promise. 

“Thank you Malyshka, but I prefer to keep my leverage.” Bucky stands up. I sat up, worried about his next move. Bucky rips the cup out of my father's hand and tosses at the wall behind him, missing my father’s head my mere inches. I stand up.

“James!” I yell. 

“You wanna see what someone can do with leverage?” He growls. I get between them. “Annika, move.” Bucky demanded, not breaking eye contact with my father. 

“Take it easy. Don’t engage him.” Sam says softly, going behind Papa. I might be injured, and don’t stand 5 seconds, but I will fight Bucky. “He’s just gonna extort you and do that stupid head tilt thing.” Sam encircled, glancing at me. I nod to him to let him know I got this. “Let me make a call.” He requested before walking out. Bucky continues to stare down my father. I shove him away. Bucky finally looks at me. His steel blue eyes boring into my amber ones. They were piercing, intimidating. But I stood my ground.

“Annika, it’s quite alright.” Papa says from behind me. I ignore him.

“Why don’t you listen to your father? Since you won’t listen to me.” Bucky snides before walking off. I didn’t want this. The two men in my life, always at each other’s throats. I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder.

“Malyshka, come sit down. You shouldn’t be standing and I made some cherry blossom tea.” As if on cue, my wound started throbbing. I guess the adrenaline wore off. I wince and hold my side, letting my father guide me back to the couch. 

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“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Bucky asks when he saw me ready to go like them.

 “I’m coming with whether you like it or not. You can bitch about it on the way.” I answer before stomping out the door. I hear footsteps follow me. 

“You serious? You’re a liability.” Bucky says as we walk down the sidewalk.

 “As you can see, I walk perfectly fine.” that was a lie. Every step shot a sharp pain into my wound. “Besides, you need all the help you can get. If I can walk, I can fight.” I defend. Bucky growls to himself. Isn’t he glad he’s dating such a strong woman? (note the sarcasm) 

“Karli Morganthau is too dangerous for you guys to be pulling this shit.” John yells.

 “Ah! How’d you find us now?” I knew Bucky already had no patience for John between the two Zemos he dealt with earlier.

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“This better be an unbelievable explain-” John was getting too close to Bucky so I stepped in between them, stopping John with my hand. He glares at me.

“Hey, take it easy before it gets weird.” Sam warns.

“I know where Karli is.” Papa speaks up from behind us. He starts to walk but John stops him. I was about to defend him too, but Bucky held onto me by the collar of my leather jacket. 

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“It might be worth a try.” Lemar suggests. John scans all of us before rolling his eyes.

“We’ll deal with you two later.” He says, pointing to my father and I.

 “She’s done nothing wrong!” Sam defends. 

“I’m sure it will all come to an agreeable conclusion. My associate is just up ahead.” Papa says, gesturing to a little girl a block away.