#Marvel x oc

[jackiequick]

Meet more of the family, Miss Stark & The Youngest Barnes | Marvel OC

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Liv Stark ⌚️

Full name: Olivia Charlotte Stark-Vega

Nicknames: Liv, Vi, Lottie, Lola, Clary, Char, Charlie, Miss Vega, Snark Central

Age range: 5-18

Height: 5’1

Relationship status: Single

Background: American with Peruvian, Polish and Italian descent

Father: Anthony Stark

Godmother: Elizabeth Stark

Godfather: Jason Underwood

Brother & Sister: Rei and Morgan Stark

Step-mom: Pepper Potts

Uncles: James Rhodes, Happy Hogan & rest of The Avengers

Abilities: A bit of geek and hacker due to her love of technology, basic hand to hand combat since she enjoys boxing and her witty personality. She’s young so she hasn’t gotten plenty of skills yet.

Personality: Liv has a smart touch, gentle soul, sweet, charming and easy going. She is a bit of a bitchy girl and stubborn about everything she does. If she wants to do something, she will probably sneak out to get it done. She got a some of anxiety and a nervous twitch (which would grow over the years since Liv is afraid of being alone and in the dark about a lot of things), this creeping fear and sadness that will take over her if not careful.

- However Liv is very accident prone, she’s always getting hurt one way or another, giving everyone an heart attack since the age of 9 since she’s always been a active little girl. So in result she give Tony and something for Rei to roll his eyes about.

- From an young age, she has always been into tech, jewelry and over all. Wanting to build and grow a her own little things, she was a Stark it’s a given! She watched a lot of movies so she got creative with her ideas.

- Random fun fact, one of her favorite movies is 10 Things I Hate About You, just because she likes Kat Stratford’s aesthetic and attitude. But it’s many Action Movies and Rom-Coms that she will watch with Pepper, that she enjoyed. It’s where she gets her inspiration for things.

- She adored the idea staying in the lab, tinkering and cleaning up the inventions that were made. She practically lived in there, staying home to help and learn. It caused never want to leave that house in general, having a bit of mouth on her after hearing the adults always speak their minds (so don’t be surprised this girl start rambling and throws out whatever bullshit that appears in her thoughts), but it allowed her to be a safe within those four walls.

- It didn’t take long for her to start filling up a notebook with designs on how to incorporate technology into fine jewelry (aka The Stark Watch, necklaces to tracking and security measures, bracelets to be use for defense purposes and rings can be transformed into gauntlet). 

- She’s always been bit of business women! Wanting to create products to help people, keeping an eye on things from behind the scenes, represent and model for Stark industries and such. 

- But she was still so young, so her parents and siblings didn’t want her to grow up so soon in the spotlight of it. She’s a kid! And she understood that, it bothered her but she understood why. So she stays hoping her time could come where she can help out the group.

—> Because little did she know that theses little gadgets and gizmos that would be incorporated into the ideas her father and older brother would use as fashion purposes in the future with their own suits. Aka they’re Iron Man suits!

—> I know you may be wondering about her family life, well Liv raised well per say. She had to move around a lot as a child, especially since Tony never wanted the public attention to be on her just yet and her mother wasn’t sure that she would taken care of. It took convincing from Pepper and Jason to let her stay home with them, so everything was fine after that.

Her relationship with her father was an nice one. When it comes to parenting his kids, Tony was a rather dramatic, embarrassingly loud at times, a little cocky and stubborn parent per day, so it’s a bit difficult to get him to calm down and talk softly with him. Tony cares a lot about his children, having Rei and Liv to take care of but he was always busy with the company having to arrive home late, events he had to attend and ending up being tired.

Other than that, he tried to make time for his son and daughter, bringing them to the lab and everywhere he could. Even if he got in trouble afterwards. Tony always tries to inspire his daughter to do what she loves and experience things, be caring, make sure she was alright too and etc. But they make it work!

Ohh, did I forget to mention how annoying and protective Tony can be as a parent? He will take everything very seriously or not serious at all, acting out if something goes wrong and he tends to be questioning his motives. Even blaming himself if something bad were to happen to his family. Tell Tony Stark you have a crush? He sends JARVIS to keep an eye on you. Ask Tony for something like a new backpack for school? He buys you something else.

In his defense, he does everything with so much love (even if he doesn’t always portray it in the best way).

Her relationship with Rei however—you wouldn’t think it but rather wholesome, since she’s the little sister he never exactly wanted. They were completely opposite to one another, he’s grumpy and she’s easygoing, he rather work alone in silence and she rather work with music blasting and etc. But as much as Rei may be annoyed and want to throw his little sister out of the house, deep down he cares about her, even though he didn’t show it to her very often and he’s very protective of her ever since he was a child.

Rei and their father, always trying to keep Liv out of harms way and safe at home. Even if they tend to fail at times.

Since Tony was always busy, Rei tends to be one to look out for Liv and keep her in check, being her personal bodyguard for everything she does. If it was up to him, Rei would wrap his baby sister in bubble wrap and not let her leave the house!!

When they were kids (and even now) Liv would follow Rei wherever he went and wanting to copy him, be like her big brother because he always around the corner with something snarky to say to her and a huge potty mouth (it resulted in her having a huge attitude as well). She will always be the one to encourage Rei’s designs for suits and talk to dad about something.

He talks and she will absolutely love to listen to him (even if 85% of the time she has no idea what he’s talking, cause he’s smarter than her at a lot of things.)

Sometimes you will find Liv in a moody way shutting everyone out of her room and just curled up in a ball, similar to brother and to be honest, it concerns Rei a bit when it happens. But he would probably try to snap her out of it, even not he will let her be in her moody moments. He knows how it is

At the end of the day, no matter how different they were with one another and the paths they choose, they cared in their own way. Even if when they’re public, they act like they don’t know one another.

—> As for her relationship with the Avengers and Young Avengers! Ooof let’s stick to first impressions, shall we?

She met all of them when she just a child, joining Rei and Tony on a simple basis day with the group. She first started watching her father talking with Bruce Banner, and she took a liking to him very much seeing how nice, gentle and reserved he can be. But there an edge to him, that she found to be cool.

As for when she met Rick, it was when him and Rei were chatting. Her first impression of him, to her the young man is that he looked like a old school Disney Channel Star with a nice smile and warmth, with a glint of mischief in his eyes.

So when she saw Bruce, Rick, Rei and Tony all work together in their own separate labs blasting music so loudly..the only thing Vi said, “Oh no, there’s 4 of them!”

When she met Natasha, she just cool and rather chill per say acting like the nonsense agent with a soft side. Romanoff’s daughter on the other hand, she was just curious about her and Vi liked that.

Same thing goes for Clint and his daughter, they were just cool people. She was always amazed with the skills they had, and a part of her always knew that Clint Barton was a family man. And she was right, when they appeared at the Barton’s Barn years later.

Meira and Luna were just so relaxed, gentle and sweet girls. She adored how they acted with their teammates and siblings, especially Meira since she was a little sister just like her. Sweet and snarky.

Ethan was just super chill and suspicious of everything, Rei didn’t like him and carried Vi alway from from very quickly. Cole was just so mischievous, snarky smile and tossing jokes every day, making Vi laugh or snort. But a part of her respected him greatly, cause she heard he was VERY powerful.

Liane, well she didn’t like her right away. She annoyed Olivia very quickly and she sent painful glared toward the girl who tried to make friends with her. After a while she softened toward Ms Felton, but it took a long time cause she saw Rei didn’t like her either.

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Daphnia Barnes-Wilson 🪫

Full name: Daphnia Ramona Wilson-Barnes 

Nicknames: Daphne, Nia, Daph, DD, Sparky, Daffy, Fifi, Birdie,

Other name while on the run: Davina, Robin

Age range: 7–20

Height: 5’7

Relationship status: Single

Parents: Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson

Background: American with Mexican and Chilean Origin

Aunt: Sarah Wilson

Uncle: Steve Rogers

Sister: Laurie Wilson

Brother: Benjamin Barnes

Abilities: Marksmanship and Acrobatics, having took some gymnastics classes. She’s also a bit of a fast learner so she’s fluent in English, Spanish, Russian, Portuguese and some French.

Personality: Gentle, a little broken due to being let down a lot in life, warm-hearted, clumsy, a bit shy and humorous at times. But if she’s anything like her fathers, she’s stubborn enough, a little self-sacrificing, and willingly to help no matter what.

- Sam and Bucky have been together for a while now, since their chemistry was a challenging one it always hard to settle down and figure out what they want. However a house, family and future for their kids was always one of them.

- They already had Laurie and Benjamin, so they thought two kids was enough as it is. But things took a small turn when they stumble at a orphanage in Brazil for a mission and met this no named little girl who gave both of them the most honest smile.

- Sam has always been one to have a big heart, so wanting a big family was always part of that. So his heart spoke before his words ever could, wanting to adopt her. Bucky Barnes on the other hand was a little hesitant—well more like worried—about the whole thing, he always wanted a little piece of normalcy and he got it with Sam and their kids. But adding a 3rd? That was a lot of responsibility, but he caved as soon as he hung out with the girl.

- To be honest, they saw a bit of themselves in her. So she was adopted when she less than 10 years old and brought into a family of oddly comforting heroes. They named gave her a name and did everything they could to make her feel comfortable. Welcomed.

—> So Davina (or Daphne) as they called her grow up with her parents and siblings. As loved as she was, she always felt alone and feared that it will all be taken away from her. Especially with the fact that her parents were heroes themselves, there was always a chance that they can end up hurt or worse, if not careful.

- But Bucky always made sure to tell her and every single one of his children, “Don’t worry, I’ll always come back home to you guys, no matter how long it takes.” And Sam would tell them, “You’re our kids, we will always love you and be there to tuck you in bed whenever we can.”

- Sometimes they would be gone for 2-3 days, maybe a week or a whole month leaving the kids in care of family and friends. Laurie was the oldest of the siblings, so they could handle themselves very well and or sneak off to join the fight ending with them in trouble. Benjamin being the second oldest, so he rather stay behind during the fight and stay with his sisters and friends.

- Speaking of fights and travel, when if plenty say battle isn’t place for children. Sometimes Sam and Bucky had no choice but to bring there kids with them to places like Wakanda, Stark Tower, France and or let’s say Germany for instance. Even though it was a hassle to bring children along for the ride, it was an interesting learning experience and a way to test out their kids

- And to be honest, Daph and her siblings enjoy it a little too much. Cracking jokes, running around, exploring different places and meeting interesting people, and creating new ideas among one another. It was a field trip for them sometimes.

-> And if your wondering, yes Daphnia is team #HateJohnWalker! When she found out, she was ready to take her baseball bat and wack his head with it, demanding the Shield back with a glare. Bucky couldn’t be more prouder of her in that moment laughing, meanwhile Sam rolled his eyes unable to believe what he heard.

- Random fun fact, she played baseball before she was ever adopted and had really good aim, depending on where she was hitting. It was a trait her siblings carried on as well, especially Benjamin even if he was more reserved one, he had a great aim.

- She always loved any sport that involves movement and play, soccer being one of them (since she lived in Brazil for a while). She liked to think she was rather talented when it came to that, even if she was a problem when it came to being around other kids, having a small temper and glaring at other people. Mainly, it was her insecurity that she hid underneath her own glares. 

- Matter a fact all the kids were talented in their own way ever since they were younger. Daphne when she was very little, believed at the time that she didn’t have any good talents and wasn’t as smart enough as it is. Until Sam took her out to the shopping and noticed that she stopped in front of small gymnastics building with wide eyes, softly grinning at the sight. She pleaded for him to let her walk in and see the girls, he nodded letting her watch. As she did, Daph realized she wanted to join in on the fun and dance as well. Sam couldn’t stop himself and called Bucky for his opinion on it.

- She started her classes soon enough and enjoyed it for the most part, her body was rather sore after some classes. So she wasn’t too happy about that part. When Bucky told Nat about it, the Russian spy came in shocked and said, “If she wanted to learn some acrobatics, why didn’t you come to me or Lydia? Barton would’ve showed her!” 

- Bucky just rolled his eyes and replied, “Cause she wanted that to be her own thing. And it doesn’t hurt to have some normalcy around her, Romanoff. I think it’s a good thing..” And Bucky was right about that, since he loved seeing his husband and children happy, enjoying themselves and having a break from the hero world. Hell, he goes to every talent show, buys items needed and participates in whatever is needed. Even if he’s not too happy about it at first.

- Of course as much as acrobatics were her own thing and all she ever wanted to do, so she can have that skill set. That didn’t stop the idea of having good marksmanship in her left corner, she was already good with a baseball bat and Bucky was more than happy to show the basics of how to hold/use a gun to his kids. Sam wasn’t too pleased about that idea though saying, “They’re too young!”

- And to be honest, Daph was pretty good with a gun. Swinging it swiftly and tossing the gun in her hands, holding it up to her target (which was an old target board hanging outside nearby the trees). However that didn’t mean she didn’t play around with the gun at first, holding in her hands and pretending to be a spy. “Barnes, but you can call Agent Daphnia Wilson, at your service.” She said with a giggle, humoring herself.

- Daph was always a little silly, cocky and daring. Not thinking first and asking questions later kinda gal—oops! So it lead her to getting in trouble sometimes, breaking certain curfews if she out at the movies with a friend (like with one of the young avengers), being a little lazy about things and running away from her problems like a champ. But by the end of the day, she was good girl.

-> Speaking of Young Avengers and Older Avengers. You’re probably wondering who’s her favorites are and first impression were of the teams huh? Well, here are your answers.

Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff were a given to being liked by her, due to her parents being friends with them. I mean come on, they are basically Captain America, The Black Widow and the rest of Cap’s Quarter.

Moving down the list Thor was always a silly man to her, hearing stories how he speaks in old English and is very noble when it comes to the things that he does. According to the stories from Sam, he was a rather loud fella with a good heart.

Clint Barton, she took a liking too finding his simple ways of life and honest charm to be a nice thing to see. Plus Clint has a similar murder stare to Bucky, so it was funny to see their resting faces when they’re in the same room together.

The man, the myth, the legend himself (or that’s at least what people like to say) Tony Stark was always one of a kind. She was very nervous to meet all of The Avengers, one of them being Stark having seen how the persona he displayed on TV screens and the stories. But in reality, Tony was just a genius goof with snarky humor, so it lighten up her mood.

It was like Bruce Banner sensed her nervousness from a mile away since she appeared in The Tower. He noticed the child behind Sam Wilson holding her jacket, leaned down to her level to kindly introduce himself to the girl and watching parents reactions. Soon enough, with Bucky leaning against the wall with a nod of encouragement, Daph started talking to Bruce with such softness and gentleness.

As for the rest of them, she met them some time later. The Young Avengers. She met the Stark siblings, Rei wasn’t in the lightest mood having no like the idea of meeting Barnes or Wilson’s kids but Olivia gave her a warm welcome and waved at her before rushing off to meet her friends at the mall.

Natasha Romanoff’s daughter Rochelle was kind enough to show her and her siblings around, chatting with them knowing it felt to be the new kids. Daph liked her reddish hair and kind smile.

Liane was something else, having been on a rambling mess when she met Daph and trying to figure out what to do with her plans. Laurie laughed as her sister snicker at the blonde, meanwhile Benji just rolled his eyes confused wanting to get away from there.

Meira was and will always be a delight to meet, since Daphnia met her that same week in The Tower’s kitchen and taste testing her new batch of cookies. They were delicious.

Speaking of food, when Daphnia met Rick she got the same warmth and kindness she remembered from being Bruce. But this time it involved snacks and jokes around his week at The Tower, she was all ears listening to him as they entered the kitchen to find some chicken nuggets.

Cole and Luna, it was more magic and fun spells when she came to see them. The two were casting some spills, when she got caught in one of them being turned into a little mouse by accident. Cole laughed as Luna worried, but they turned her back to normal soon enough.

Ethan was the 3rd sibling she met, and she thanked all the Stars and Stripes that it was a simple meeting. He was watching a movie, being Monsters Inc. when she met him the guy joining The Young Avengers for a movie night.

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[itsstrange]

Hidden Desires

Fandom: Marvel, Mayor of Kingstown

Relationship: Jeremy Renner x Reader

A/N: Hey y’all just gonna drop this on here for y’all meanwhile I finish up a fic that I’ve been working on for a few weeks! Also, this one here is an old Fic that was originally published on my IG, Another thing, I thought it’d be appropriate to show some love to this man right here after being on the front cover of Mens Health!!

So, for all you Renner Fans out there, here you go! 🫶💓

Summary: “Unfortunately, your ride for the night happened to be Jeremy, Christy’s older brother, or in other words the one man who has completely ruined other men for you”

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: (Yes/No) Mentions of Alcohol, Frat Parties, Drunk Kissing, Sexual Tension, {Adult Content Will Be Listed Next Chapter!}

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This wasn’t how your night was supposed to go. You were supposed to be living it up, having an unforgettable night with your best friend, possibly even sleep with one of the frat boys to relieve yourself from all the stress and anxiety the school has given you these past few months. After months, months of constant stress, sleepless nights, acne trying to overtake your skin from the multiple quizzes your professors have given you, you were finally finished with the semester.

You still needed another year, a few more credits before officially being a college graduate, but as of now you decided to take advantage of this summer vacation to destress yourself. It was the last day of school and the frat boys decided to throw an open house party, which you and your best friend attended, but again, your night didn’t turn out the way you hoped for.

Barely reaching your fifth cup of… whatever it was, a nice smooth buzz began crawling its way up your veins, along with the high from a blunt you had inhaled from some random stranger, making you feel more relaxed, more loose, more alive than these last few months where you’ve been extremely tensed. All of it was gone in an instant, leaving you in a certain way where you were actually enjoying the party, the music. But just as you were enjoying the moment, it was of course interrupted in a second.

Barely having drank a shot of vodka, which of course causes a cough attack from you due to its brutal burn, Christy, your best friend whom you attended the party with catches your eye. From where you stood you watch her stumble her way through people until she eventually makes it to the kitchen where you had four more shots to go in front of you. However, before you can question her the sound of her gagging then spilling her stomach on the counter interrupts you. It was at that moment that you knew it was time to go home.

So here you were now, waiting just outside the frat house on the sidewalk with Christy putting all her weight on you while you both waited for your ride home. Unfortunately, your ride for the night happened to be Jeremy, Christy’s older brother, or in other words the one man who has completely ruined other men for you simply just by being him.

You had sent him a text through her phone letting him know of the situation, within a second he responds back stating he’d be there in less than 10. Once pocketing the phone in your back pocket, grabbing Christy and somehow managing to walk out the house without falling face first, you both sat on the sidewalk waiting for him. While waiting you couldn’t help your mind wonder.

The crush you had towards him was like no other, he had a hold on you that you couldn’t seem to get out of nor couldn’t seem to shake off, not that you wanted to of course, but still, he did things to you that only deepened that crush on him. You’ve obviously tried to brush those feelings away considering he’s your best friends older brother, but the harder you tried denying those feelings the harder they came back. Making you realize just how bad you had it for him.

You’ve had small talk with him here and there, he wasn’t much of a talker, at least to you anyways, he always did greet you whenever you’d showed up for family gatherings or family parties, but not once did he ever showed any interest towards you. Or.. at least that’s what you thought.

After waiting for a good 10 to 15 minutes on the sidewalk, a black Jeep wrangler pulls in front of you. The drivers side opens, revealing Jeremy in all his glory. Black T-shirt that hung perfectly against his toned body, revealing those large, fitted arms of his, with dark jeans and boots on his feet. You make eye contact with him as he crosses the little gap and crouches in front of you two.

“You good?” He asks, wondering if you’re capable of walking the little distance to the car,

Nodding your head at him you let him grab Christy, who was leaning her head against your shoulder, probably even drooling on your shirt. Once safely putting your best friend in the car and safely buckled down, you both climb inside the car where the drive to her house was in silence, only the sound of his music playing lowly through the speakers would drown out the thick silence.

As she dozed off in the backseat, snoring her life away, you sat in the passenger side, sneaking hidden glances at the man here and there. Feeling the way your cheeks stretched as your smile had a mind of its own, you just couldn’t help it, the way the street lamps would cast a dark, yet, bright golden glow on his face illuminated his features oh so perfectly. He wasn’t even doing anything, didn’t have to do anything, all he did was stare straight ahead, driving down the dark roads in silence yet it was enough to spark a small chuckle from you when your thoughts begin to wonder.

“Something funny?” He asks, never taking his eyes off the road,

You shake your head, feeling warmth crawling up your cheeks, “Nope,”

Jeremy glances at you with a raised brow for a few seconds before averting his gaze back on the road, catching a small glimpse at the way your lips lift upwards.

After an intense car ride and somewhat helping Jeremy with his intoxicated sister get out the car and up the stairs, you now sat on the kitchen island with a bucket full of rocky road ice cream on your lap. The cravings for it’s chocolatey taste had hit you like no other. So there you were, sitting on top of the island, feet dangling off the edge with a carton of ice cream in your hands. It was such an embarrassing sight, but at that moment you were completely shameless.

You didn’t know if it was the buzz wearing off or your high calming down but… you’ll definitely say this was the best rocky road ice cream you have possibly eaten. The amount of times you’ve eaten the same ice cream can never compare to this moment right here, it just tasted amazing. Like nothing you’ve ever had before, but again, it was just your hunger getting the best of you.

As you placed another spoonful of ice cream in your mouth, a satisfied groan slips from you as you enjoy the taste, yet opening your eyes they immediately land on Jeremy. Who was standing in the entrance of the kitchen with a dark look in his eyes. A small smirk starts to spread around the spoon that still rested in your mouth at an idea you have. With a devilish smile, you slowly pull out the utensil, making sure to lick your lips without breaking eye contact. From where you sat on the island and little light coming from the hallway, you can make out the way his entire frame grows stiff, hands curled into fists by his side as his eyes focus on you.

“You want some?” You ask with a innocent smile,

Narrowing his eyes with a small smile tugging on his lips, he makes his way towards you. Grabbing the carton and spoon from your hands, he dips it inside before pulling it back out. Without breaking eye contact, which you noticed is becoming hard to do, he closes his lips around the spoon. You watch as he too slowly drags it out from his mouth, teasing you just the way you were not even two seconds ago, however, as he drags the metallic utensil against his lower lip, leaving a drop of chocolate ice cream, and you not being able to control yourself no longer when the son of a bitch licks his own lips was enough for you to push aside the voice.

As if on impulse, you grab the back of his head and bring him down towards your lips. Which he doesn’t hesitate to react back. The taste of chocolate rests on his tongue as you explore his mouth. The ice cream carton long forgotten on the side of the island. Jeremy’s hands settle on either side of your hips as he brings you closer to the edge as he quickly settles in between your legs. The kiss quickly escalates, feeling the way his hands had traveled down to your bottom while his lips now lavished the side of your neck. This was what you’ve been waiting for, craving for, but before you can take it to the next level the sound of the front door shutting makes you both jump out of your skins.

In less than a second you both part away from each other, him taking a large step back while you hop off the counter. You glance at one another, taking in each other’s presence before quickly picking up the spoon from the floor that was dropped at some point during the heated make out session, but just as you rise from the floor and look forward you notice Jeremy was no longer in the kitchen. He had covered the bucket of ice cream before leaving the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

A million questions raced in your mind that you couldn’t answer them properly, mostly because you didn’t know how to answer them. Whatever happened—happened and that alone brought a childlike smile on your face as you replay the moment over and over in your mind. You’ve always wondered what those lips felt like, what his hands would feel like around your hips, on your skin, how it’d feel to be underneath his weight, however that didn’t happen.

Guess it wasn’t meant to be. Yet.

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Cho Ji-Hoon

Name: Cho Ji-hoon

Alias: Zero

Affiliation: SHIELD (Special Operations Division)

Age: Mid 20s

Occupation: SHIELD Field Agent and Scientist

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Backstory

Born in Seoul, South Korea, Cho Ji-hoon grew up as the younger sibling of Dr. Helen Cho, a groundbreaking scientist celebrated for her work in biotechnology. While Helen was the family’s golden child, Ji-hoon quickly proved to be just as gifted, excelling in academics and science from a young age. The siblings shared an unbreakable bond, with Helen acting as both a mentor and protector.

Ji-hoon idolized his sister’s brilliance, but he wanted to chart his own path. While Helen pursued advancements in biotechnology, Ji-hoon delved into the fields of cryogenics and molecular biology. He was drawn to the idea of using science to solve real-world problems—especially those involving life preservation and defense. Despite his love for the lab, Ji-hoon always felt the pull toward action, inspired by stories of agents who risked everything for the greater good.

After earning his advanced degrees, Ji-hoon was scouted by SHIELD, who recognized his rare combination of intellect, composure, and potential for fieldwork. While hesitant at first, Ji-hoon ultimately joined SHIELD, wanting to use his skills to protect people directly rather than working from the sidelines. Helen disapproved of his decision, believing SHIELD’s dangerous missions would put him in constant peril. However, Ji-hoon reassured her that he could handle himself, promising to stay in contact and avoid unnecessary risks.

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The Accident

During his early days as a SHIELD agent, Ji-hoon was assigned to a high-priority mission involving the recovery of an experimental cryogenic device stolen by rogue scientists. The device was meant to revolutionize long-term preservation in space exploration, but in the wrong hands, it became a weapon capable of freezing entire environments.

While attempting to disarm the device during a confrontation, Ji-hoon was exposed to a blast of unstable cryogenic energy. He survived the incident seemingly unharmed, but strange side effects began to emerge two days later. The first sign appeared in the bathroom—while washing his hands, the water in the sink froze solid at his touch. Startled but curious, Ji-hoon conducted a series of tests on himself, analyzing his DNA and experimenting with his newfound abilities.

Eventually, he concluded that the cryogenic energy had altered his molecular structure, giving him the ability to manipulate ice and cold. Initially, Ji-hoon was apprehensive about his powers, seeing them as a potential liability. However, his SHIELD superiors encouraged him to train and integrate his abilities into his missions.

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Role in SHIELD

Ji-hoon quickly rose through SHIELD’s ranks, earning a reputation as both a brilliant scientist and a highly skilled field agent. His calm demeanor, analytical mind, and ability to stay composed in high-pressure situations made him a natural leader in tactical operations.

Though Ji-hoon still conducts research when time permits, his primary role is in special operations, where he uses his powers and scientific expertise to handle missions that require precision and ingenuity. Whether infiltrating enemy bases, disarming dangerous devices, or providing scientific analysis in the field, Ji-hoon has proven himself indispensable to SHIELD.

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Abilities

Ji-hoon’s powers, combined with his SHIELD training, make him a formidable operative:

Cryokinesis: Ji-hoon can create, control, and shape ice and snow. In combat, he uses ice constructs such as shields, blades, or projectiles.

Temperature Manipulation: He can lower the temperature in his immediate vicinity, freezing objects or creating icy surfaces.

Cryogenic Constructs: Ji-hoon can freeze water vapor to create structures like walls, bridges, or barriers.

Enhanced Endurance: Exposure to the cryogenic energy enhanced his durability, allowing him to withstand extreme cold and recover from injuries faster than normal.

In addition to his powers, Ji-hoon is proficient in:

Martial Arts: Thanks to SHIELD training, Ji-hoon is skilled in hand-to-hand combat, blending precision and strategy into his fighting style.

Weapons Proficiency: He is adept with firearms, gadgets, and close-combat weapons, though he prefers to use his powers when possible.

Scientific Expertise: Ji-hoon’s background in cryogenics and molecular biology allows him to analyze and resolve complex scientific challenges in the field.

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Personality

Ji-hoon’s colleagues often describe him as an enigma. He is unnervingly calm under pressure, rarely showing fear or frustration, even in life-or-death situations. This stoicism has earned him respect, but it has also made him seem distant and emotionally detached to those who don’t know him well.

Beneath the surface, Ji-hoon is deeply empathetic and fiercely protective of those he cares about. While he rarely expresses his feelings openly, his actions speak volumes—he is always the first to step in when his team or loved ones are in danger.

His dry wit and sharp sense of humor catch people off guard, as his stoic exterior gives no hint of his ability to deliver devastatingly sarcastic remarks. While Ji-hoon rarely lets his temper show, those who cross him or endanger others often find themselves on the receiving end of his icy glare—and, occasionally, an actual ice blast.

Despite his calm demeanor, Ji-hoon is intensely curious and driven, often losing himself in research or training to better understand his powers.

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Relationships

Helen Cho: Ji-hoon and Helen remain close, though they often clash over his choice to join SHIELD. Helen worries about his safety, while Ji-hoon reassures her that his work is meaningful and fulfilling. He often jokes that she’s still his “knight in a lab coat,” despite being perfectly capable of protecting himself.

SHIELD Colleagues: Ji-hoon’s calmness and intellect have earned him the respect of his peers, though his reserved personality makes him an enigma to most. Those who take the time to know him discover a loyal and resourceful ally.

Avengers: Ji-hoon occasionally works with the Avengers on missions requiring SHIELD collaboration. While he respects their abilities, he prefers to stay in the background, focusing on solving problems rather than seeking the spotlight.

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1. Codebreaker Extraordinaire:

Fun Facts

Ji-hoon has a knack for solving puzzles, especially cryptography. He once cracked an advanced SHIELD security test in under 15 minutes, earning Fury’s approval (and annoyance from his colleagues).

2. The “Cool” Uncle:

He has a natural charm with kids, surprising everyone with his ability to entertain them despite his stoic nature. He always gets them snow cones with his powers, even during mission debriefs.

3. Multilingual:

Ji-hoon speaks Korean, English, and Japanese fluently. He’s also conversational in Russian and French, thanks to SHIELD training.

4. Avid Reader:

His personal library is filled with science journals, philosophy books, and mystery novels. He has a soft spot for Sherlock Holmes stories and often quotes them during missions.

5. Ice Sculptor:

In his downtime, Ji-hoon discovered he’s surprisingly good at ice sculpting with his powers. It’s a rare creative outlet for him, though he’ll deny it if anyone asks.

6. Sleight of Hand:

Ji-hoon learned card tricks and sleight-of-hand illusions as a kid to distract Helen when she was stressed. Now, he uses this skill to impress his teammates (or mess with them during downtime).

7. Animal Lover:

Ji-hoon loves animals but has an unusual affinity for reptiles, especially snakes. He’s fascinated by their precision and efficiency.

8. Fascination with Space:

Growing up, Ji-hoon dreamed of being an astronaut. His room was filled with star charts and models of planets, and he still stargazes whenever he gets a chance.

9. Favorite Food:

Ji-hoon is obsessed with bingsu (Korean shaved ice dessert). He jokes that it’s the only dessert worthy of his powers.

10. Gadget Master:

Ji-hoon often modifies his SHIELD gear, adding unique enhancements, like an ice-proof comm system he designed after one of his own freezes disrupted a mission.

11. Coffee Enthusiast:

He’s very particular about his coffee, preferring it iced (obviously). His SHIELD teammates tease him for bringing his own cold brew to the field.

12. Secret Gamer:

Ji-hoon unwinds by playing strategy video games. His calm demeanor makes him unbeatable, especially in games like Civilization or StarCraft.

13. Signature Move:

Ji-hoon has a habit of freezing the ground under his feet during combat, sliding toward enemies at high speed to catch them off guard.

14. Doesn’t Like the Cold:

Ironically, Ji-hoon prefers warmer climates. He jokes that it’s because he is the cold, so he needs balance.

15. Unconventional Combat Style:

Ji-hoon mixes science and his powers during battles, like creating icy mirrors to blind opponents with sunlight or building makeshift traps to freeze enemies in their tracks.

Habits

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1. Adjusting His Gloves:

Ji-hoon always wears sleek black gloves as part of his uniform and has a habit of adjusting them before a mission or when he’s thinking.

2. Tapping a Pen:

When brainstorming or stressed, he unconsciously taps his pen on surfaces in a rhythmic pattern.

3. Freezing His Drinks:

Even if it’s a hot drink, Ji-hoon will subtly freeze the edges of his cup. He finds it calming.

4. Avoiding Eye Contact:

Ji-hoon rarely makes direct eye contact with people unless it’s absolutely necessary, adding to his mysterious and intimidating aura.

5. Walking Silently:

Ji-hoon has a habit of moving without making a sound, even when he’s not trying to be stealthy. It often startles his teammates.

6. Ice on His Fingers:

When he’s deep in thought, his fingers unconsciously emit frost, creating thin icy trails.

7. Precise Posture:

Ji-hoon always sits and stands with impeccable posture. It gives him a composed and almost regal presence.

8. Fixing His Hair:

Ji-hoon has a habit of running a hand through his hair whenever he’s frustrated or annoyed.

9. Science Over Sleep:

If he’s working on an experiment, he forgets to sleep. Helen often had to drag him away from his projects as a kid, and his SHIELD teammates sometimes do the same now.

10. Eating in Perfect Silence:

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Ji-hoon hates noisy eating environments. He’s the type to eat his meal in near silence, adding to his mysterious and focused image.

1. Science & Technology:

Likes

2. Quiet Solitude:

Ji-hoon has a deep passion for scientific discovery and technological innovation. He enjoys taking things apart to understand how they work and is fascinated by the intersection of science and nature, especially now with his powers.

Ji-hoon values peace and quiet. He often spends his free time alone, reading scientific journals, sketching new inventions, or meditating to clear his mind.

3. Hot Drinks:

Despite his cryokinesis, Ji-hoon loves sipping on hot tea or coffee, especially when he's deep in thought. It's a small comfort that reminds him of home and Helen.

4. Strategic Board Games:

Games like chess or Go intrigue him because they require patience, strategy, and foresight. He enjoys sparring with intellectual equals and relishes the mental challenge.

5. Music for Focus:

Ji-hoon enjoys classical music and soft instrumentals, which help him focus during experiments. Occasionally, he indulges in low-key jazz or indie music when relaxing.

6. Stargazing:

He finds comfort and inspiration in gazing at the stars, pondering the vastness of the universe. It reminds him of why he became a scientist.

7. Tinkering:

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Whether it’s building a new gadget for SHIELD or working on his personal projects, Ji-hoon finds joy in creating and inventing.

1. Being the Center of Attention:

Dislikes

Ji-hoon doesn’t enjoy the spotlight. Whether it’s being praised for a mission or questioned about his powers, he feels awkward and prefers to stay behind the scenes.

2. Small Talk:

Ji-hoon dislikes shallow conversations. He finds them pointless and prefers meaningful discussions or staying silent if there’s nothing important to say.

3. Overconfidence:

People who act like they know everything or who underestimate challenges irritate him. He believes there’s always something to learn and that overconfidence leads to mistakes.

4. Blind Obedience:

Ji-hoon doesn’t trust anyone who follows orders without questioning them. He values critical thinking and finds blind loyalty dangerous, even within SHIELD.

5. Failure to Acknowledge Effort:

He hates when people dismiss the hard work and dedication of others. Whether it’s scientific breakthroughs or a teammate’s contributions, he believes effort should be recognized.

6. Condescending People:

Ji-hoon has zero patience for those who talk down to others, especially to people less experienced or knowledgeable. It reminds him of his school bullies, and he’s quick to call out such behavior.

7. Relying Too Much on His Powers:

While he uses his cryokinesis effectively, Ji-hoon dislikes depending on it too much. He fears becoming defined by his abilities rather than his intelligence or training.

8. Wasting Potential:

He gets frustrated when he sees someone with talent or resources squander their opportunities. It strikes a nerve because of his own drive to prove himself.

9. Disorganized Workspaces:

Chaos in the lab or at headquarters drives him up the wall. Ji-hoon keeps his tools and notes meticulously organized and expects others to respect shared spaces.

10. Injustice:

Having been bullied himself, Ji-hoon has no tolerance for people being mistreated, manipulated, or oppressed. He won’t hesitate to step in when he sees someone being wronged—even if it means bending SHIELD’s rules.

Ji-hoon’s Playlist (inspired by @jackiequick )

1. "Arctic" – Sleeping At Last

2. "Bury a Friend" – Billie Eilish

3. "Radioactive" – Imagine Dragons

4. "The Sound of Silence" – Disturbed

5. "Winter Sound" – Of Monsters and Men

6. "Seven Nation Army" – The White Stripes

7. "Outro" – M83

8. "Run Boy Run" – Woodkid

9. "Sweater Weather" – The Neighbourhood

10. "DNA" – BTS (it's more of a guilty pleasure song for him)

11. "Way Down We Go" – Kaleo

12. "Frozen" – Madonna

13. "Hurt" – Johnny Cash

14. "Bad Guy" – Billie Eilish

15. "Glitter & Gold" – Barns Courtney

16. "Snow (Hey Oh)" – Red Hot Chili Peppers

17. "Heat Waves" – Glass Animals

18. "Invincible" – OK Go

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As you entered the house, you called out, "Mom! I'm home!" you closed the door using your foot and set your bag down on the floor. Walking into the kitchen, you filled a pot with water and placed it on the stove, patiently waiting for it to come to a boil. Once the water was ready, you carefully poured it into a cup and gently placed a tea bag inside. Balancing the cup, you carried it into the bedroom where your mother was resting. Placing the steaming cup on the bedside table, you switched on the lamp to bring a warm glow to the room.

"Hey, Mom," you said softly, leaning over the bed to gently wake the woman in front of you. Her eyelids fluttered open, and a small smile graced her face as her eyes met yours. You carefully helped her sit up in bed and handed her the steaming cup of tea. "Be careful, it's hot," you cautioned, picking up the TV remote and switching on her favorite channel.

You sat at the edge of the bed and observed her every move as she gingerly lifted the teacup to her lips, taking small, hesitant sips. The smile that had graced your face vanished as you noticed the pain and exhaustion etched on her features. You shifted your gaze downward, absently fidgeting with the textured fabric of the bedsheets, feeling a pang of concern for her well-being.

You observed her discreetly positioning the cup in her lap as she sat down before addressing you. "So, how was school?" Her voice was gentle, yet fragile. You lifted your gaze at the sound of her question. "Everything's fine," you replied with a nonchalant shrug, not feeling particularly compelled to share. "And your internship?" she inquired further.

“Uh everything's great, I like working with Dr.Conners more than I thought I would, actually.”

There was a moment of silence that hung heavily in the air., filled with unspoken words and shared understanding. Your mother glanced at you, her eyes searching for something beyond your words. "I'm glad to hear that, sweetie," she said softly, reaching out to squeeze your hand.

You squeezed back, feeling the frailty in her grip, not wanting to let go. "How are you feeling today?" you asked, your concern evident in your voice.

She smiled weakly. "Better, now that you're here. You always bring such light into the room." Her words were tender, and you felt a lump form in your throat.

"Mom, you know I'm always here for you," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "I just wish I could do more."

"You are doing more than enough' she reassured you. "just being here, being you, is more than I could ever ask for."

You sat there for a while, holding her hand, letting the warmth of your presence speak volumes. The TV played softly in the background, but neither of you paid much attention to it. the bond between you and your mother transcended for each other no matter what.

After a while, you stood up, gently placing her hand back on the bed. "I should let you rest," you said, smoothing the covers around her. "Call me if you need anything, okay?"

She nodded, her eyes already growing heavy with sleep. "I will. Thank you, sweetheart."

As you left the room, you felt a mixture of relief and sadness. Relief that she seemed a bit better, and sadness at the fragility of her condition. You returned to the kitchen to grab your bag and headed straight for your room. You pulled your homework from your backpack and opened your bedroom window. The cool night air hit you in your face, and the sounds of honking horns and people yelling filled the New York night. The air wasn't blowing too hard, so it was a perfect roof night you grabbed your homework and placed it down on the metal railing of the fire escape.

You placed your hands flat on the wall and let the tip of your toes stick to the wall as well. Slowly, you began scaling the wall just like a spider. Not long after, you reached the roof, where you sat down on the shingles and looked down to see your paperwork. Quickly, you flicked your wrist and spider-like weds shot from your arm and gripped onto the paper swiftly catching it as it came to you.

With your homework secured, you spread the papers out in front of you and began working; the rooftop offering a surprisingly serene environment. The occasional gust of wind ruffled the pages, but you used your webs to anchor them down.

As you worked, your mind drifted to Peter Parker and the uneasy feeling in your gut. You knew exactly what it meant; you just didn't want to believe it. Four months ago, you discovered your newfound abilities but hadn't told anyone, not even Dr. Conners. The thought that someone like Peter could have abilities like yours scared you.

No offense.

The next day at school, you spotted Peter in the hallway at his locker. Your heart rate quickened as you approached, a strange mix of curiosity and anxiety bubbling up inside you. You tried not to make eye contact, determined to keep your head down and walk past without acknowledging him, but that same unsettling feeling you had at the Oscorp lab tugged at you, urging you to look his way.

Despite your efforts to avoid him, Peter suddenly turned, his eyes locking onto yours as if he could sense your presence. For a moment, time seemed to slow, and the noise of the bustling hallway faded into the background. The air between you was thick with unspoken tension.

Neither of you spoke, but the intensity of the moment spoke volumes. In his eyes, you saw the same confusion and uncertainty that had plagued you for months. It was as if he knew what you were hiding, and somehow, you knew he was hiding something too. The silence between you was heavy, filled with the weight of secrets.

You walked away, your heart pounding in your chest. As you walked away one thing was clear: whatever was happening to you, Peter was somehow a part of it.

Later on that same day, word about what happened with Peter and Flash spread around quickly. You thought it was about time to confront him about what you knew. Luckily enough for you, you didn't have to search the whole school. He was standing at the end of the hall with an older gentleman.

He seemed to notice you first, saying something to Peter before nodding in your direction, causing Peter to turn and look at you. You offered them both a tight-lipped smile. Peter’s uncle said something to him again before walking away, leaving Peter to slowly turn back toward you with a breathless laugh.

"Uh, that was my uncle... he told me to tell you how pretty you are."

"Really?" you replied, caught off guard and unsure of how to respond.

"Yeah..." he said quietly, his eyes dropping to the floor.

You nodded, eager to shift the conversation. "So, did you get expelled?" you asked, referencing the basketball incident.

“No, not expelled,” he said, shaking his head with a faint smile. “But I did get a few hours of community service.”

For a moment, an awkward silence hung between you, both but you cleared your heart pounded in your chest, from the weight of what you were about to say. You knew you couldn’t keep dancing around it any longer.

Taking a deep breath, you decided to just rip off the band-aid. “Peter,” you began, your voice slightly shaky, “I know about the spider.”

Peter’s eyes shot up, wide with surprise and a hint of fear. “What… what are you talking about?” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid someone might overhear.

You glanced around to make sure no one was listening, then leaned in slightly closer. “The spider from Oscorp. The one that bit you,” you said softly, watching his face closely for any sign of denial.

Peter’s face paled, and he instinctively took a step back, his mind clearly racing. “How do you—?”

You interrupted gently, trying to keep your voice steady. “It happened to me too.”

For a moment, Peter just stared at you, his expression hard to read. It was as if the weight of his secret was suddenly shared, and he didn’t know whether to be scared or relieved.

“Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” he finally asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

You shrugged, trying to hide your own nervousness. “I didn’t know how. I mean, this isn’t exactly something you bring up in casual conversation, right? But I’ve noticed things, Peter. It's like something told me. And when I heard what had happened in the gym…I just knew.”

Peter didn’t say anything else; he just looked at you, his expression unreadable. You furrowed your brows, wondering what was going through his head, but he remained silent.

"Look," you finally said, breaking the silence, "I’m going to be at Oscorp later. If you want to talk more about this, meet me there." You turned on your heels, not waiting for a response, and started making your way down the hall.

"I gotta go," you added over your shoulder before disappearing around the corner, leaving Peter standing there, watching you until you were out of sight.

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The Crimson Soldier

This is my very first fic that I have wrote and decided to post so please be kind. I am still working on the rest of the story with the help of @greynatomy ! I will slowly figure out how to make this way more appealing as I go, but I hope you enjoy my OC story!

Aleksandra Zaitseva POV

The subtle rumble of the concrete around me startles me awake. I jump off my bed, if you can even call it that, and immediately stand at attention by the rusty cell door ready for my orders to come. My mind is groggy, slow to pick up on all of the noises around me. The frantic shouting and clear gunfire in the distance sets me on edge, along with the frantic blaring alarm and flashing lights that make their rounds around the compound walls. The smell of old blood and musty linen is a clear reminder of where I am.

“It’s never been this close,” comes the smooth Sokovian voice from the cell across from me. His striking white hair stands out from the darkness of the cellblock around us, along with his slightly hardened eyes staring me down. I subtly agree with a small nod of my head but dont break from my stance ready for the words to come through the speaker in the upper left corner of my cell. I can hear the smooth almost featherlight footsteps of his twin sister in the cell beside me pacing, informing me of her worry.

“багровый солдат, готовый подчиниться?” The voice crackles out my Russian orders with the slightest German accent from the speaker. (Crimson Soldier, ready to comply?)

“Готовый подчиниться!” I announce back with a firmness that usually makes people cower back from me, but his eyes almost soften from across the hall, when looking into my darkened bluegrass eyes. I quirk my head to the side. ‘Why is he looking at me like that?’ (Ready to comply!)

The clang of the cell door unlocking is the last sound to reverberate through the hall before my echoing marching footsteps are met with another much louder set that comes up beside me as we rush off to the armory not too far away. Karpov. He’s never far from my side when I am called upon for any task at hand. They don't call him my handler for nothing. My status as his protégé never falters from the back of my mind.

The banging of the steel door against the concrete wall almost sets me into a trance-like state as I fall into my pre-fight routine. I check all my knives and daggers for sharpness quickly but efficiently akin to someone who has been doing this their whole life. I make use of this fleeting time to properly strap on my dual lower back holster for my daggers as to maximize my carrying capacity for my preferred method of fighting - close combat has and will always be what I am best at with my shorter stature and heightened quickness.

As I holster all of my throwing knives along with my twin daggers securely within their proper confines on my Hydra uniform I hear the gruff clearing of a throat. I don’t turn towards him, already knowing what’s coming next. It’s become a part of this routine as well. I still slightly tilt my head in his direction as I insert my coms device into my ear.

“Make sure to grab a gun this time!” He nearly scolds me as I move away from the racks of weapons to approach my many pieces of protective equipment. I quickly pull on my mask that covers the bottom half of my face along with my goggles whilst narrowing my eyes at him.

“We both know I wont use it no matter if it's on my person or not so don't push my buttons today!” I growl at him, my thick Russian accent that has never softened over the time I’ve been away. He raises a single eyebrow at me before we both rush out and race up the steps to the control room. Why must he insist I add the extra weight of something that in addition needs extra magazines which would also only add to the overall amount of equipment I already carry? I don’t use them, I have never used them. I am just as deadly if not more without the use of such weapons.

“Багровый солдат! Protect the scepter at all costs!” I hear yelling from across the room as we both come to a halt. I give a slight nod of my head. The shouting of other commands followed but never directed towards me. I find it odd that I was given a command without hearing his name alongside mine. I am never sent out alone! I do an about face and reach for the handle of the door when I feel the cold metal of his arm grab my shoulder and pull me back suddenly. (Crimson soldier!)

“Why is she being sent without me! I am her handler and have not given my final-” Karpov shouts but is interrupted by the guns pointed at him suddenly from everyone around us. I quickly stifled my small reactions that nearly slipped from my emotionless mask I was trained to keep.

“Солдат. Did you just question my direct order?” It comes out unnervingly calm but I quickly understand what is about to happen. I forcefully shove his hand off me, brush my uniform down from the vice grip he had on me and give a quick firm salute to Strucker and leave the room as abruptly but calmly as possible.

If I wouldn’t have had my goggles on they would have seen my eyes widen just a small fraction before I squashed my feelings and regained my neutral mask. If they had been able to see this they would have found out that my last wipe didn’t work as they had hoped it would. I was almost caught! How could I let all those years of training and torture almost go to waste over him losing his cool? That was the closest I have come to outing myself and my failed memory wipe.

My pace never falters as I push through the masses of soldiers rushing to get to their positions. Every corridor I pass I feel the near undetectable quickening of my heart rate. The heavy smell of gunpowder and smoke fills my mask the lower I get in the compound. Such a familiar and almost calming smell to my already over heightened senses. I push all other thoughts to the back of mind and force myself to settle into my routine. I cannot let 23 years of training go to waste over a day like today!

My pace slightly quickens when I am at the lowest level of the base closest to the hidden room where we keep our most valuable items we have acquired over the years. As I approach the hidden door, I thoroughly check to make sure no one sees me slip into the pitch black hall that leads to the main lab. The small pressure release I hear calms my nerves even more. No one else has been here yet which means I hold the element of surprise. As the passageway closes firmly behind me I run my calloused fingers through my short darkened blond hair and push out a quiet sigh.

I quickly right myself and finish my march through the rock tunnel to the lab where I immediately stand guard in a shadowed corner where I know I am well hidden, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

Every second that ticks by feels like hours of waiting with how hard my heart has started beating in my chest. The thickening of the dust kicking up in the room from the heaving shaking of the concrete is making my task of staying hidden more difficult with the slow build up accumulating upon my uniform, but I know what awaits me if I fail.

I hear what sounds like a turret firing not far in the distance and know that someone is closing in on my position. I close my eyes and force myself to take a deep breath and focus on the things I can feel happening around me. As I am getting a better grip on my rising anxiety my coms crackle in my ear for the first time since my activation today. My body suddenly runs cold when I hear Strucker's voice.

“Багровый солдат!” He gruffly announces slightly out of breath. (Crimson Soldier!)

“Сзр!” I state more firmly than I thought I could at this moment. (Sir!)

“Отступайте, чтобы перевезти зимнего солдата!” He announces with some force while I hear gunshots ringing out in the background. (Fall back to transport the Winter Soldier!)

“Понял, сзр!” I state with as much conviction as I can muster in this moment. I quickly leave my corner and march my way into the blackened hall where I rush through the opening and push my way through the crowding halls to the transport vehicles at the far back of the compound. I know I have a severely limited amount of time before anything gets more out of hand than it already is. (Understood, Sir!)

As I rush to the only partially occupied vehicle; I am instructed to drive the transport to our nearest base of operations and deliver the asset untouched. I know this is my only chance I will get to be able to go through with my plan of escape that I have been working on in my head since I can remember. I feel as if everything around me has slowed to almost a full stop as I enter the driver's seat. I feel the sweat start to form on my brow as the reality of the situation has started to settle with the rumbling of the engine. I have one shot at this, otherwise the consequences will be severe.

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Y/N: Okay, truth or dare?

Bucky: Truth

Y/N: How many hours have you slept this week

Bucky:

Bucky: ...Dare

Y/N: Go to bed.

Bucky: I don't like this game.

[aiseuki]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓 | peter parker — masterlist

Heather’s knuckles throbbed beneath her gloves, but the two thugs sprawled at her feet weren’t getting up anytime soon. She adjusted her mask, wiping a streak of blood off her cheek, just as a familiar voice cut through the night. "Nice work," Spider-Man said, perched casually on the fire escape above her, his tone far too chipper for someone who hadn’t thrown a single punch. "You know, I’m starting to think you don’t actually need my help. Or anyone’s, for that matter." Heather glared up at him, her breath still coming fast. "You’re right. I don’t. So why don’t you stick to Queens, Spider-Boy, and leave the real problems to the rest of us?" "Spider-Man," he corrected, leaping down with infuriating ease. He landed mere feet from her, his head tilted in mock thought. "Although ‘Spider-Boy’ does have a nice ring to it. Very Peter Pan." Heather rolled her eyes. "Cute. Now get out of my way."

───── Heather Fitzpatrick has no use for heroes, least of all Spider-Man—the poster boy for feel-good justice that never reaches Brooklyn’s forgotten streets. As Maverick, she takes matters into her own hands, doling out justice with fists first and questions later. Heroes chase headlines; Heather chases results. But when alien-tech weapons flood the city, turning New York into a war zone, even her brutal brand of vigilantism isn’t enough to hold back the tide.

Heather has no choice but to team up with the one hero she trusts the least. Spider-Man may represent everything she despises, but if they can’t find a way to work together, Brooklyn’s survival hangs by a thread. As enemies become allies, Heather is forced to confront the limits of her own code—and what it truly means to be a hero.

tags & warnings. peter parker/original female character, enemies to lovers (but it's kinda one-sided. heather simply has a talent for holding grudges), black cat girl × golden retriever boy, good boy × bad girl, grumpy × sunshine, "touch him and i'll kill you", descriptions of violence, oc is a vigilante, daddy issues (who would've thought) & others.

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──── (wattpad only) introduction

──── (wattpad only) act one: homecoming

──── prologue

──── chapter one

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How does tumblr feel about fanfictions starring original characters? I've been searching the oc tag and mostly find Y/N fics in the search results. It seems like its received a bit better on Ao3.

[calmbeforezero]

Mission update: apparently deploying someone with ice-based powers to a tropical rainforest wasn’t the brightest idea. Who knew?

Imagine trying to subdue HYDRA agents while your powers are basically running on low battery thanks to 90% humidity and 35°C heat. Not exactly ideal conditions for freezing anything. Took down three guys the old-fashioned way before realizing I was sweating more than I was freezing.

Note to SHIELD: next time, maybe send me somewhere with a colder climate—or at least make sure the jet has proper air conditioning.

Anyway, the mission was a success, and I’m back in one piece. If anyone needs me, I’ll be in the lab trying to figure out how to make my cryokinesis work in all environments. Or drinking iced coffee. Probably both.

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These hands to let it go free and this love came back to me / OUAT FanFic AU ⚔️

Pairing: Charming!Nikolai & Snow!Amelia

Summary: What happens when your brother crashes your wedding with an unexpected gift that made you question your love and worth? A curse.

Characters mentioned : Ben Barnes as The Dark Prince, Liane, Cole, Ethan, Cassandra, Jeremy, Cherik and etc

Note: There was a time when the couple was on the run hiding from the royal forces, going as Nicholas & Amara

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The wedding bells were ringing in the heavenly lit castle with guests from all over cheering as the couple dressed in whites and browns smiled being newly announced as husband and wife.

Snow in her pure feather dress with red edges to give it an accent as Charming was dressed in browns and blacks, his captain hat styled with a deep green feather attached to the inside.

Just then, the doors banged open and in swung the dark prince of crime, a king of shadows you can say holding up a playful fireball as he giggled. The crowd gasped, some yelled and others knights raced in protection as the prince with a flick of his wrist threw the guards back then glared at the couple.

“How cute. Didn’t think of inviting your brother to the wedding?” Yelled the dark prince of crime.

Charming held his wife closed and pointed his sword as he spat, “Get out!”

“Relax, brother. I’m here to offer you a gift for your precious little wedding and you’ll like it.”

“I don’t want it! Get out, Alexander. Your not king anyone, only a mere prince.”

“Oh hush, you never let me finish. Here’s my gift, this whole day will be a peaceful one, I’ll even give you the week. But starting Sunday at the tip of midnight, I will destroy your happiness, if it’s the last thing I do.”

Charming ordered the guards to get up and lock the castle, as he threw shadow sword straight at his brother, in a cloud of smoke older man disappeared. But he left with a cut on his right arm as the shallow sword dropped.

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Weeks—months past as Charming and Snow, also known as Nicholas and Amara when on the run, have gotten that news with their friends and found family. As they tried to all search for the prince, regroup and find a way to stop whatever cursed plan that is coming their way.

Nikolai was searching one night, stressing about it in the king’s office of their castle as he spoke with Marlene and Melissa about it. Princess Liane, sat down trying to figure out how it can play out.

His wife stole him for a moment, telling everyone else to rest as she stood in the castle’s kitchen making him a sandwich as he sat down listening to her words. He adored that she was always supportive and there to ease his emotions with a couple of smoothing words, even when he felt he had the entire weight of world on his shoulder.

She placed the sandwich on the table telling him to eat as she listened to his worries and rubbed his shoulders, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“My heart, you’re in need to sleep and regroup later. You’ve been practicing your sword fighting all week and if not, you’re scouting with Marlene..” She said with a sigh, “He’s just trying to get into your head.”

“He’s not. He once held me captive in his chambers underneath the castle because he thought I was a better sword man than him. Poison me with a stupid apple and gave you a sleeping a curse..” He replied taking a bite out of the sandwich humming.

“If he hasn’t inactive since the wedding, he won’t be now. He’s petty and narrating a path that will lead him to more hate towards you. He wants to get in your head and not feel worthy of your title.”

“Am i worthy of this?”

“You married a farm girl, who was thrust into a world of royalty. You showed me and others kindness despite all you faced, so yes. Your worthy. And our child will see that to be true.”

He pressed a hand to her belly and rubbed small circles at catch their little prince or princess attention. He whispered a few sweet nothings to her belly and smiled getting a small kick in return.

Then he thought of something and smirked, “Your child. I want to ensure their safety if it’s the last thing I do..and will have to ask Cassandra to do so.”

She gave him a confused look with slight fear, “I-is that asking of too much? What if she says something that isn’t true?”

“It will be. We can resting knowing they will be alright, protecting them from my brother and his dark plans will be worth it. She can see the future!”

“If she says I’m twins I’m gonna be freak out.”

With that he laughed and pressed a kiss to her cheek. He always planned on day having at least 3 children with her, especially knowing that she will be an amazing mother.

Within 48, Cassandra they arrived at the castle after guarding her flowers and spells to tell them all the truth behind the plans. Her eyes turned white and held up a finger with a odd look on her face.

She sat at the round table and spoke softly, “..The dark prince is casting a curse to spend us all to a land without magic, helpful dreams will never arrive. It will take over as much land as possible. He is teaming up with..the prince of mischief and Shaw to help with his spell.”

Those words caught Erik and Charles attention, as they sat the round table with their children Cole, Meira and Ethan. Erik grunted and looked at his husband who sighed already thinking of what can be done to protect their young.

Liane sighed looking at Ethan and then Nikolai, as she heard Cassandra speak softly what she can see. 3 villains all in one go, but the main one was Alexander who caused the grand curse as to destroy everyone at play. She wanted to protect her soon niece or nephew from all of this just as much as the parents did, hell she wanted to protect her found family along with herself. Alongside her crush, that was Ethan.

Cassandra opened her eyes as if her flashes were over as she said, “I didn’t see much but we all don’t survive this smoking dark curse. But we can save ourselves once it’s hit.”

Nikolai groaned pinching the bridge of his nose as he shared a look with Cole, and asked, “How? My child is a stake here, Cass! My brother will be..”

“Relax! We can send a few into the curse with knowledge of it all.”

“I’m not risking that. Erik come on, our friends likes are at stake and we only half will know.”

Erik sighed and grunted, “You think I like this? I don’t. But if we can go with Cassandra’s plan find a safe spot and do a few thing, it will work.”

Cole scoffed, “Yeah, sure dad, with what?”

“The Enchanted Forest is filled with trees of all kind, if we crave one with elements of magical escape, we can send all of that.”

Liane asked, “You can’t be serious. What? Are we gonna make a wardrobe out of a tree?”

“She’s onto something. Yes that can work! Melissa can help carve it.” Ethan added as Meira nodding knowing where to find such tree.

Cole and her disappeared in a cloud of smoke with Erik to go search for it with a second to spear. Amelia was quiet the entire meeting, rubbing her husband arm as she leaned into her chair. Liane noticed wondering what exactly she is thinking as she noticing her friend look at her husband with worry. Melissa share a look with the other girls.

“Mia relax. It’s gonna be fine..” Liane spoke, fixing her tiara with a smile, “I heard stress is bad for the baby.”

She sighed, “I have not given up hope..but who will go through the wardrobe is my worry..”

“Depends on the magic it can hold. My heard my father say it sometimes take up to 3 people or more..”

Nikolai looked down at his wife and kissed her cheek, “I got everything under control. And if we can’t find one, we will still find each other.”

“And your brother? Honey, you got bags under your eyes..we all do.” She asked with so much concern for him and their friends.

“If he shows up, I’ll let him know that he will have to wish he never enacted the curse in the first place.”

“Cole will try to kill him along with you…”

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3 trees were found, as Melissa and Cole’s husband Jeremy carved it in the at the man’s workshop. Jeremy was a pirate first, builder second as he grinned.

The idea that wardrobe might protect memories and because children are most likely to believe in fairytales, they will remember once the reach the land. The adults might not remember every single thing, or so they think.

Rick, Roch and Luna planned on bringing their kids into one.

Bruce and Natasha suggest it would be for the best. Everyone single of them had their own plans and businesses to take care of that they kept a secret from each other.

Cole being the wiser one of the crew, knew if he didn’t make it into any wardrobe he would remember and know everything, by hearing the sound of any one of the kids names he will snap out of the trance and enact his murder to Alexander. He may not like Nikolai too much but Amelia was like a sister to him.

Beside that, Cole and Alexander had their own problems together in the past before he even knew that he was Nikolai’s older brother.

Suddenly the curse hit as cloud of smoke started to wash over the land as the crew started to fight for their lives, bringing any children to safety to the crafted wardrobes. At one of the castles, knights were coming as Erik was fighting them off with Ethan as he out of his own reasons, pushed his son into one of wardrobes closing it knocking him out cold.

Let’s just say Ethan arrived to the real world due to being knocked out cold without as many memories of his past near the woods of a city. It was rather fuzzy for him but he was fine, going on his merry way. Creating a bit of trouble that will come to bit in him the ass later on, in the future being a daughter named Belladonna.

The kids however arrived at the real world as well but somewhere else as the curse it them, waking up in their beds within a town. Where their parents there with them of course, but given cursed memories of not being fairytale characters.

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Meanwhile in the Enchanted Forest, as the curse was slowly washing over the woods into the rest of the land, Amelia was panicking a bit more than she thought she would. Not as much as Nikolai, who was preparing himself for a possible war with Cole, if any arm came to anyone in the castle.

Amelia placed a hand over the belly, looking at the small bassinet nearby that was meant to their son. She looked over at her husband, not feeling like a princess but a little farm girl in worry as she said, “I’m ready to leave you..”

Nikolai placed his sword on the table and cupped her face, “You won’t be alone, my brother will pay for this.”

She sighed, “I know he will. But Cass and Cole predicted we will see everyone again on his 18 birthday..the closest thing is 16th. He will need his father.”

“And he will, tell him tales about me. How I slayed a dragon on my first try or how I became my time sailing a ship with Captain Hook.”

“You are so confident in this whole thing aren’t you?”

“I have courage and compassion, I learned that from you. Mainly, i have my wit, my charm and my powers..”

He about to say something else when he sensed a pressure in the air, then sudden his wife gripped his hand tightly muttering that they had bigger things to deal with it.

They were about to have a small surprise.

A few short moments later, Amelia was on the bed screaming in pain and cursing out how she can’t have the baby now. Nikolai held her hand trying to hush his wife’s worries, yelling for the doctor to do something.

The whole castle was abuzz with chaos. Liane fighting against the evil guards outside, Marlene flying about trying to give her wife time with any additional stuff to the wardrobe. Cole was on the rooftop of the castle with a murderous glare as Alexander and his curse reached closer than ever, trying any protective shield.

That was when Jeremy raced into the bedroom, with sword in hand telling Nikolai that the final wardrobe was ready, about to help get his friends to the nursery. Nikolai about to carry his wife and move her out to the wardrobe when the doctor told him to not take any chances, as their son was about to be born now.

Alexander reached to castle with his guards surrounding the place on the rooftop fighting Cole as Nikolai’s chuckled softly at his son being born and placed into his wife’s arms.

The curse is here, they basically failed. He was leaning towards the two pressing a gentle hand on his head hushing his cries as Amelia smiled with tears in her eyes humming a tone.

He was so small yet so beautiful, wiggling and whispering a little as his cries calmed down.

“Hey Joshua..our little love..” Amelia whispered smiling.

Nikolai used the back of his finger rubbing his child’s cheek and smiled, “..welcome to world, you couldn’t wait a few more hours could you sweetheart?”

“We failed..that’s okay..”

“But at least we’re together.”

Amelia paused for a moment and sighed wishing her husband’s strong wit and clever beliefs didn’t rub off on her but it did. She looked at him and said, “Go fight your brother..”

“What?” Nikolai said, holding his son in arms now fixing his baby blanket to keep him warm.

“..take him to the wardrobe with Jeremy and go help Cole..”

“No. Darling, no I can’t leave you like this right now. And not our son!“

“You said it yourself! We need to have courage and believe we will be okay, he will come back to us. It’s a risk, I know…”

“But we have to take it. We have to give him his best chance no matter what it takes. I hate it when I’m right.”

She pressed a kiss to her son’s forehead, telling Joshua to be a trooper for his daddy as Nikolai smiled softly hearing her, kissed his wife quickly grabbing his sword and rushed out. He joined Jeremy in the hallway who was fighting his brother’s knights and raced down the hall, defeating them to fight more keeping Joshua relaxed in his arms.

Jeremy lead the way to the nursery, as he rushed off to kill some guards that were coming to Amelia’s room to find Melissa trying to wake their friend up but she was knocked out cold.

Nikolai raced into the nursery, stabbing a knight and dropped his sword to create a shadow to knock a few other guardsmen out cold, hell he made sure they were dead.

With a flick of his wrist, he flung open the wardrobe’s doors and placed his son inside safety pressing a kiss to his forehead telling him to have courage and find them soon as he closed the doors.

Just as he did, in a cloud of green and black smoke appeared Alexander and Cole neck and neck trying to kill one another. Nikolai stood up with a shadowy smile and glared blasting his brother to a wall, as Cole pinned the man to the wall shouting at him.

Two verse one, as the 3 of them fought and as the smoking clouds from the curse becoming a storm, that rip off the top of the ceiling as Nikolai gasped pinning his brother to the ground holding up a shadow in his a hand.

Cole was behind him, trying to block the storm and yelled, “Where are we going?”

“Somewhere horrible.” Alexander said smiling with a glare.

“No shit dipshit.”

“In a few moments you won’t remember you were fighting me.”

“Very specific.”

Nikolai with a last minute stitch to leave a mark, pulling his sword in front of him and cut his brother in the same place he did months ago during his wedding day. A way for his brother to remember, that matter what happens he will never fully destroy his spirt. Alexander shouted in pain and pushed his brother away, causing him to storm back then attack Cole with a blast.

That was when cloudy spoke louder, engulfed the whole castle sending everyone to a town called Fighter-town, Maine.

Thanks for reading! What did you think of it? Yes I was watching season 1 OUAT pilot shhh 🤫

Fun fact! 🖋 Josh Dallas who plays Prince Charming in Once Upon A Time, played Fandral in Thor (2011)

Tags: @missstrawbs2001 @purpleprincessonfyre @meiramel @gcthvile @rickb-chaos @gaminggirlsstuff @wizzzardofoz @mallowbee4 @thechoooooosenone @luna-d-marsh @rooster-84 @thecavalrywife and etc

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Marvel/Mcu Masterlist

Loki

Loki x reader General Hcs - sfw/nsfw

First Taste of You - Loki imagine - suggestive/sfw/fluff

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Ben Carter ~ Rebel Just For Kicks | Marvel Studios OC

Full Name: Bennett Sawyer Carter

Nicknames: Ben, Benni, Benji, Sawyer, Scout, Ace

Alias: Oliver Halloway, Jackson Harper, Dean Nolan, James Shepherd, Bellamy Wheeler, Jonathan Hunter, Leon Lance etc

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Date Of Birth: October 16th, 1984

Place Of Birth: New York City

Place Of Residency: Washington, DC

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Family: AGENT 13, Sharon [CLASSIFIED] — Sister

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“I wanted to be teacher but my father didn’t allow it. So now I live in the shadow of my older sister, but I do this job to protect her.”

“Did you really just challenge me to burger eating contest?”

“Yippee ki yay, mother-oops, sorry, there’s children present..”

“Man, I need a break. Who wants pie?”

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Personality: 

He is delightful blend of charm and goofiness, often bringing humor to even the most serious situations. His clumsy nature leads to lighthearted moments, endearing him to those around him. 

Beneath his playful exterior lies a fiercely loyal protector; Ben would selflessly throw himself into harm's way to shield his loved ones, demonstrating an unwavering commitment to their safety. 

With a quick wit and a knack for sarcasm, he deftly navigates tense scenarios, using humor to defuse potential conflicts. Friendly and charismatic, he easily connects with others, making him a beloved figure among friends and allies alike.

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Background 📖

Growing up in a family where his sister, Sharon (AGENT 13), was clearly the high achiever, Bennett always felt the pressure to live up to his family’s expectations. 

His dream of becoming a teacher was dismissed by his father, who pushed him toward a path of espionage or government work like his sister. While Sharon excelled, Bennett found solace in humor and developing a carefree persona to cope with the pressure.

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“I don’t want to be like Sharon or you or even aunt Peg, dad! I want to teach and travel, not go around getting myself into trouble.” Ben replied.

“Son, you will be a fine young agent just like me. Being a teacher is too small of a career and you won’t be paid much.” Michael, his father, add in a stern tone. “You’re a Carter, act like it.”

“But I am not fit for that kinda job…”

“You say that now, but you will be.”

“Dad...”

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While Ben respected his father and admired Sharon’s achievements, he couldn’t help but feel torn. More than anyone in his family, Aunt Peggy Carter had always fascinated him. She was a legend in her own right, a brilliant strategist, co-founder of S.H.I.E.L.D., and a woman who had helped shape the modern intelligence world. Yet, despite her immense legacy, Ben wondered if Aunt Peggy might have understood his desire to take a different path.

Sometimes, when the pressure became too much, Ben found himself wondering, What would Aunt Peg say if she were here?

Deep down, he believed she would have told him to follow his own path, to be his own person. Unlike his father, Peggy might have recognized that having goals—big or small—was important. But Ben never had the chance to ask her. And that uncertainty gnawed at him.

Would Peggy have supported his choices? Or would she have dismissed his dreams like his father had?

This question haunted Ben, even as he tried to balance his own desires with his family’s expectations. He longed for a mentor who would understand him, someone who wouldn’t see his dreams as "too small."

Though he eventually followed the path set out for him, Ben’s inner struggle never fully disappeared. He carried the question of Peggy’s approval with him, both as a source of strength and as a reminder of what he had given up.

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—Relationship with Sharon Carter 🛠️

Growing up, Sharon and Bennett shared a close bond. As the older sibling, Sharon was protective of her little brother, often looking out for him when their father’s strict expectations weighed heavily on him. In their early years, they had a lot of fun together—playing games, pulling pranks, and exploring the streets of New York. Sharon was always the more confident and adventurous one, while Ben was more cautious, happy to follow her lead.

But as they got older, the gap between them began to widen. Sharon embraced the world of espionage with determination, diving headfirst into training and missions. She became the perfect soldier in their father’s eyes, the embodiment of the Carter legacy. 

Ben, on the other hand, grew unsure of himself. He admired Sharon’s strength and skill but resented the fact that her success only made him feel more inadequate. Often feeling torn between his personal dreams and the family legacy.

Despite their differences and the tension that arose from their father’s expectations, Ben and Sharon deeply cared for each other. Sharon was fiercely protective of Ben, even if she didn’t always understand his reluctance to embrace their family’s legacy. Ben, in turn, admired Sharon’s strength and independence, even if he resented the comparisons made between them.

As Ben began to settle into his own role in intelligence work—whether by choice or circumstance—Sharon continued to watch out for him. He didn’t want to live in Sharon’s shadow, but he also didn’t want her to get hurt. Part of his decision to follow the family path came from his desire to protect Sharon—to make sure she never faced the dangers of their work alone.

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"I do this job for a lot of reasons," Ben once confided in a rare moment of vulnerability. "But mostly? I do it to protect you."

Sharon, uncharacteristically quiet, nodded. "I don’t need protecting, Ben."

"I know," he replied, looking down shaking his head and then looked straight at her. "But I’m still going to try."

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They weren’t as close as they had been in their childhood, but they had come to respect each other’s choices. 

Sharon continued to work in her career, while Ben had found his own way, even if it wasn’t the life he originally wanted.

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| CARTER — S.H.I.E.L.D. Associate | ⚖️ |

While Bennett initially resisted the idea of following in his family’s footsteps, particularly those of his father and sister, he eventually found a place within S.H.I.E.L.D., albeit on his own terms. He didn’t strive to be a leader or a figurehead, but he knew that protecting those he cared about—and finding his own way to make a difference—was important.

Reluctant Start, Natural Talent

After years of pushing back against his father’s expectations, Bennett’s path eventually led him to S.H.I.E.L.D. He realized that, whether he liked it or not, his family’s legacy wasn’t something he could easily escape. Yet, when he decided to join S.H.I.E.L.D., it wasn’t out of a desire to live up to the Carter name exactly—it was about finding his own purpose. He just wanted to make his mark in a way that felt authentic to him.

Though Ben had always been reluctant to pursue espionage, he discovered he had a natural talent for certain aspects of the job. He wasn’t the best strategist or mastermind like other agents, but he excelled in the physical and tactical elements of the work.

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"Watch it, Carter. You're like a kid in a candy store," Maria Hill remarked dryly, watching as Ben eagerly examined the array of weaponry laid out in the SHIELD armory.

Ben scoffed, flashing a grin. "Hill, lighten up. It's a wall full of guns, knives, and other weaponry! Look at this," he said, picking up a sleek new handgun and examining it with gleaming eyes. "And ooh, is that a new set of bows and arrows? Bet Clint would love this!"

Hill shook her head, but she couldn’t hide the faint smirk on her face. Ben's enthusiasm, though sometimes overwhelming, was infectious.

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~ Role within S.H.I.E.L.D. ⚙️

Active S.H.I.E.L.D. Associate: Bennett works as a simple, yet kind field agent, engaging in various missions and tasks for the organization.

Hand-to-Hand Combat: Skilled in close-quarters combat, always eager to improve and test his fighting abilities.

Weaponry Enthusiast: Excited by weapons, particularly guns, rifles, knives, and advanced tech. He enjoys trying out new gear.

Scouting Missions: Loves scouting and reconnaissance missions, especially because they let him travel and explore new places.

Undercover & Surveillance: Although reluctant at first, he secretly enjoys undercover work and surveillance, finding it both challenging and exciting.

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—Strengths & Weaknesses 🖥️

Strengths

1. Charisma and Charm

2. Loyalty and Protectiveness

3. Wit and Humor

4. Adaptability

5. Combat Skills

6. Empathy and Understanding

Weakness

1. Self-Doubt

2. Emotional Burden

3. Reluctance to Embrace Leadership

4. Tendency to Avoid Conflict

5. Clumsiness

6. Difficulty Accepting Help

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Fun Facts & Quirks! 🧲

- Foodie at Heart -> This man loves burgers, pies, ice cream, donuts and etc. Depending on where he is, Ben will find some sort of food to eat.

“Did you seriously go and buy milkshake?” His teammate asked.

He shrugged and pointed, “What? You were takin’ too long. I got hungry.”

- Clumsy Charmer -> He is notoriously clumsy at times, often stumbling on his own feet or bumping into something by accident.

“Who put a damn step there? That wasn’t there before!” He shouted almost tripping over but caught himself quickly.

- Tv & Film Fan -> He is often found quoting a line from his favorites or referencing a form of media. However he doesn’t always like to repeat the same thing, more than twice.

“No more Punzel! If I have to hear Zachary Levi’s voice one more time, I’m done.” He shouts during moving night.

His friend gasps, “How dare you? Flynn Rider is wonderful!”

- Dreamer -> Despite having to cut out being a teacher in his life, he always wondered what he might’ve showned those young minds.

“I could’ve been a History teacher or English..? Not math, I suck at that subject! Hell, I might quit this job and find out..”

- He talks to favorite things -> He will talk to his car, his guns and jacket. You already know if Ben had a pet he will be chatting with that animal too.

He grins seeing his favorite handheld gun and picked it up, “Hello sweetheart, gods, I missed you.”

Other things include: Ben is a music lover, mildly superstitious, enjoys collecting items, fear of heights etc.

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Additional information | 📬 |

-> Favorite Hero

Bennett will never admit it but he enjoys the heroes he seems on the streets and in his line of world.

You would think because his aunt Peggy association to Captain America, automatically that’s his favorite. He admires and respects Steve Rogers greatly, hell he hopes to have enough goodness in his heart to be like him, but not his favorite.

He actually secretly admires Spider-Man for his wit, willingness to help out, relatability and kindness towards others. He only seen the hero from afar but he can tell why people online like him.

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-> Dating Life

When it comes to dating, Bennett tends to casual date. Nothing serious. He enjoys meeting new people and exploring connections without the pressure of committing or wanting to make they both hit it off well.

He has had serval crushes over the years, nothing notably strong or anything. However he once had a significant crush on a fellow agent, but he never acted on it, fearing it could mess up their professional relationship. He didn’t to push anything.

His flirting style is light-hearted and humorous. He tends to use playful chill banter and finding whatever he can as a simple ice-breaker. His charm is evident in his ability to make others smile, and he often employs self-deprecating humor to put his crushes at ease.

Currently, Bennett is single and he doesn’t mind it actually. Honestly, he thinks no one can compete with his notorious lack of skills and put up with him half the time to his bad jokes. But hey? We might be wrong and there is a certain someone out there for him.

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~ Hobbies and Interests |🛋️| ~

Cooking: Bennett enjoys experimenting in the kitchen. He loves trying out new recipes, especially when it comes to making burgers and desserts. His friends often joke that he should open a food truck.

- “Who needs a Michelin star when you can make the perfect burger at home?”

Movie Buff & TV Binge-Watcher: Bennett has a soft spot for action flicks, buddy cop movies, and classic comedies. He often spends his free time rewatching old favorites or discovering new series to binge.

Collecting Vintage Memorabilia: Bennett enjoys collecting vintage movie posters, old records, and retro tech. His apartment is littered with relics of the past, from vinyl records to an old-fashioned radio. He particularly loves hunting for rare finds at flea markets and antique shops.

- “You can laugh at my vinyl collection all you want, but there's nothing like listening to the Life Is A Highway on the original record.”

Tinkering with Cars: Bennett inherited a love of cars from his father. He spends weekends tinkering with his car, working on engine repairs, or upgrading parts. He’s not a full-blown gearhead, but he enjoys spending time in his garage fixing up his old, reliable ride.

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-> Fears and Insecurities |🪤| <-

Fear of Failure: Bennett often worries about not living up to his family legacy or his own potential. This fear sometimes holds him back from pursuing more serious relationships or challenges.

- “What if I’m just not cut out for this? What if I let everyone down?”

Insecurity About His Role & Fitting In: Sometimes he can feel like he’s qualified to be an agent, and to overcompensate that with humor.

- “I mean, I’m just a guy who likes burgers and makes a lot of bad jokes… how did I end up here?”

Fear of Not Finding His Own Path: Bennett has always wanted to follow his own dream of being a teacher or traveling, but the weight of family expectations and his current career pulls him in another direction. He’s afraid that he’ll never get the chance to live the life he truly wants, and instead, be stuck in a role he didn’t choose for himself.

- "Maybe it’s too late to figure out what I want. Maybe this is just who I am now…"

Insecurity About His Intelligence: Though he’s smart and capable, Bennett sometimes feels overshadowed by more academically inclined people, like the tech geniuses or strategists he encounters in SHIELD. He’s more street-smart than book-smart, and while he’s skilled, he occasionally doubts whether he’s as sharp as others around him.

- "Sure, I can shoot straight, but can I crack codes and come up with genius plans? Not so much. Maybe I’m just the muscle here."

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-> Signature Style

Bennett tends to dress in casual, comfortable clothing—jeans, graphic tees, sweaters, thick jackets and sneakers.

He has a penchant for customizing his gear and equipment, adding personal touches that reflect his personality, such as stickers or playful designs.

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-> Habits

Midnight Snacker: Bennett has a habit of raiding the fridge late at night, often resulting in humorous situations when caught.

- “Don’t judge me, if my stomach is craving a handful of cereal at 1 in the morning.” He mumbled as he eats the mouthful of Honey-Nut Cheerios.

Movie Marathoner: He loves binge-watching movie series and often tries to convince friends to join him, complete with snacks and drinks. Sometimes he is found watching classic footage he got stored away somewhere while sipping a nice cup of coffee. Such as old race car footage.

Non-Stop Talker: Ben has a real habit of making one handed comments, give a witty compliment or over speaking in a conversation, especially when it’s not needed. Sometimes he can’t help it but spit out a few sentences and split out of the room just as quickly. Or if he gets nervous, he might ramble until someone shuts him up.

Short-Term Memory: He will never admit it but Ben has a tendency to forget things easily or get distracted, which results in issues for himself and others. People need to often repeat what they said a few times or Ben has to write it down somewhere to make sure he did it. He wonders if it’s on-set early Alzheimer like his aunt Peggy has but tries not to think about it too much. 

- “Can you repeat that? I only got caught half of what you said…” He replied looking up at you with a soft smile.

Vintage Fashion Enthusiast: One thing he will never admit nor you will ever except is for Ben to find fashion a causal factor in his life. He has a habit of wearing or finding timeless pieces whenever he went. Either a classic leather jacket, wrist watches, a necklace and or thick sweaters for colder temperatures. They’re simple items but a small part of him gets excited to wear them.

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Hope you like him! I might consider to continue his story soon hehe 😉

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[itsstrange]

Teenage Years

Fandom: Marvel

Relationship: High School Tony Stark x Reader

A/N: Something short that I’ve posted on my IG account a few weeks 2 Months ago, enjoy some BBY Stark while I finish the rest of my drafts! 🫶

Summary: Popular Rich Boy Tony Stark. Aka, Your Boyfriend, Aka The One Boy Who Can Make You Bend a Few Laws.

Words: 943

Warnings: (No) Pure Fluff, High School Years, Senior Tony Stark, Senior Reader, Romance, Romantic Tony Stark, Cute, Kisses, Rebel Years, Happy Cute Ending,

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It was April 15, 1987. A warm, bright, sunny Friday afternoon. Feeling the way the heat began making its way towards New York as its winter began melting away, bringing beautiful colors all around, sunflowers and chirping birds will soon be coming out of its hiding.

A wide smile spreads on your lips at the thought of summer, but also due to the boy who leaned against his Baltic blue 1987 Porsche. Both his hands were in his Jean pockets, as he had one ankle crosses over the other. A smirk shaping his face as he watches you run down the steps of the school with an excited skip.

“You know my father already doesn’t like you,” You start to say as you reach him, arms immediately wrapping around his neck as you continue, “And making me ditch class won’t help the situation,”

It wasn’t a lie, your father indeed did not like him, claimed he wasn’t fit for you, just another arrogant Stark who only thinks about himself and will one day break your heart, or worse leave you pregnant. But you didn’t believe one word because your father simply didn’t know Tony, he didn’t know his story, his struggle at home, his distant relationship with his father. He didn’t know the real Tony Stark, and he never will.

“Well you like me right?” Tony asks, eyebrow raised as his light brown eyes look into your own,

You smile at him, soft chuckle slipping past your lips, “Yes. Yes I do,”

“Then that’s that’s all I need,” He comments with a smirk before closing the gap between you two, feeling the way his lips softly latch onto your own, carefully and gently kissing you,

You melt against him, sighing against the kiss as you let your fingers slip into his hair, massaging his scalp as you slightly deepen the kiss. The moment doesn’t last long since he breaks it first, smiling at you he leads you to the passenger side, opening the door and allowing to slip in the far before closing it behind you and quickly making his way towards the drivers side where he drives out of school grounds. Burning rubber on the way out.

Music played loudly on the speakers as he drove down the streets, fresh wind blowing against your hair and skin, making a large smile spread on your face as you close your eyes, relishing the feeling of the weather since you missed the heat. While one hand was interlocked with Tony’s, your other extends out to your right, past the passengers door as you move your hand up and down in the air. At one point while driving down the road, Tony happened to turn around to glance at you and boy was it a goddamn sight. Your eyes shut, faint smile on your lips, head slightly bobbing to the music as the wind blew against your hair, sending your beautiful (H/C) strands to fly in all kinds of directions. You were an absolute work of art and he couldn’t have been happier to have you in his life.

Smiling at you once more he brings your interlocked hands towards his lips where he places a peck at the back of your hand before continuing in driving down the road.

In less than 30 or so minutes, you arrive at your destination. Parking in an empty lot, straight ahead was the beach where some people walked or relaxed in the sand where others swam in the water. It was barely three in the afternoon but people were already sunbathing and enjoying the beautiful weather. Which you rather be doing than being in a classroom watching movies or taking notes of the film. Since you basically only had two months left of school, most of your teachers spent their class period relaxing and letting the senior students enjoy their time with friends before graduation, knowing it’ll be the last time anyone will be in touch due to everyone parting ways.

The future did scare you—you won’t lie. Scared what will happen in the upcoming years, scared what will happen to you both. Would it last long? Would you two part ways? Maybe and that’s the truth. It hurts, but that’s how life is. You get hurt and you learn from it to get better. But as of now, you’re going to not think of the future and just enjoy right now. Enjoy him.

You two sat on top of the convertible, having ate a hot dog and soda to wash it down and now you both sat there. Talking to one another about anything and everything, neither caring if you both were skipping school. You two remained there, next to each other. Enjoying one another, because you both were making it memorable for as long as possible.

“Should probably take you home,” Tony whispers, large smile on his face as he stares into your (E/C) eyes,

“Yeah, you should,” You respond, sharing the same smile as him,

You both remain staring at each other for another good minute, knowing neither one was ready to say goodbye, not just yet.

“Wanna get some ice cream?” He asks as your hands cup his face,

“Thought you’d never ask,” You tell him with a wide smile before gently latching your lips with his,

The question that hovered in the air was, will you end up being grounded until you graduate for skipping school and for getting home late? Most likely. But not once will you ever regret this day, because these are moments that are worth making and worth remembering. They don’t call them ‘Teenage Years’ for a reason.

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[gcthvile]

Rhea Howlett

Name: Rhea Howlett

Alias: Wildclaw

Age: 20

Parents: Logan Howlett and Selene Bozzelli

Powers: Healing factor, enhanced senses, bone claws, and the ability to channel energy through her claws.

Personality:

Rhea’s got a tough, no-nonsense vibe, but it’s mostly a front. She’s had to rely on herself for so long that trusting people doesn’t come easy. She’s sarcastic, a bit rough around the edges, and tends to keep people at arm’s length. But underneath all that, she’s got a soft spot for the few people she actually cares about—even if she’d never admit it out loud.

She’s fiercely independent and hates feeling like she owes anyone anything. That sometimes puts her at odds with the team because she’s not great with authority or following orders, especially if she thinks they’re dumb. She’s quick to jump into a fight and doesn’t back down, which can get her into trouble, but she’s smart enough to know when to get out if things go south.

Rhea’s relationship with Logan is complicated. She respects him, but she also doesn’t want to live in his shadow. She’s constantly trying to prove she’s her own person, not just “Wolverine’s kid.” That’s probably why she’s so determined to do things her way, even if it means taking a harder road.

Despite her tough exterior, Rhea’s loyal to the core. If she considers you family, she’s got your back no matter what, but it takes a lot for her to let anyone in that close. She’s still learning to balance that need for independence with being part of a team. It’s a work in progress.

She’s got a sharp wit and a bit of a temper, but she’s learning to keep it in check... most of the time. You definitely don’t want to be on her bad side, though. When she’s mad, she doesn’t hold back, and her claws aren’t just for show.

Backstory:

Rhea grew up not knowing much about her dad. Her mom, Selene, was a powerful mutant who could manipulate energy, but she disappeared when Rhea was still a baby. Raised by a group of mutants in the wilderness, Rhea’s life was all about survival—hunting, tracking, and figuring out her strange powers. She had claws like her dad, but instead of adamantium, hers were bone. She could also charge them with energy to pack a bigger punch in fights.

Around 15, she stumbled upon a letter that revealed the truth: her dad was none other than Logan. Naturally, this flipped her world upside down, and she set off to track him down, thinking that maybe he could help her figure out who she was.

Finding him wasn’t easy, and along the way, she found out that shady groups, including some that once targeted Logan, were after her. They saw her as the next big experiment, a way to create a new type of super-soldier.

When she finally met Logan, it wasn’t exactly a warm reunion. They bumped into each other in the middle of a fight between the X-Men and some rogue mutants. Logan didn’t believe her at first—figured it was some kind of trick. But after seeing how she fought, a lot like him, the pieces started to come together.

Joining the X-Men wasn’t exactly Rhea’s dream, but she figured it was the best place to learn to control her powers. She had a rough time fitting in—her temper, her instincts, and that feeling of being an outsider made things tough. Her relationship with Logan is complicated. She wants to be close to him, but he’s got his own walls up, and they clash more than they connect.

Rhea’s still trying to find her place. She helps the X-Men when they need her but takes solo missions with X-Force when she can, where her more aggressive side can be useful. She’s figuring it out, bit by bit—just trying to make a name for herself without always being compared to her dad. There’s a lot to live up to, but she’s determined to do things her own way.

Hobbies, interests, likes, and dislikes:

Hobbies & Interests:

Hiking/Exploring: Rhea grew up in the wilderness, so she loves being outdoors. Whether it’s hiking through the woods or exploring new places, she feels most at home in nature.

Combat Training: She enjoys honing her skills, whether it's hand-to-hand combat, sparring, or practicing with her claws. She’s always looking to stay sharp and push herself.

Tinkering: Rhea has a thing for working with her hands. She’ll mess around with gadgets, weapons, or whatever she can find to see how it works and how to improve it.

Music: Rhea's not super open about it, but she’s really into music. She listens to everything from rock to indie and even dabbles in playing guitar when she’s in the mood.

Sketching: When she needs to clear her head, she’ll sketch things—mostly animals, landscapes, and the occasional person. It’s her way of winding down.

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Likes:

Quiet Moments: Despite her rough persona, Rhea enjoys moments of solitude. Whether it’s early morning runs or sitting by a fire, she appreciates the peace that comes with being alone.

Animals: She has a soft spot for animals, especially wild ones. There’s something about their instinctual, untamed nature that resonates with her.

Challenges: Rhea likes a good challenge, whether it’s physical or mental. She enjoys pushing herself beyond her limits and doesn’t mind taking on a tough fight.

Freedom: She values her independence and the ability to make her own decisions. She’s not one for being boxed in or told what to do.

Coffee: She’s not a morning person without it. Strong and black, no sugar.

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Dislikes:

Authority Figures: Rhea hates being told what to do, especially by people she doesn’t respect. It’s a surefire way to get on her bad side.

Crowded Spaces: She’s not a fan of large groups or crowded areas. They make her feel trapped, and her heightened senses don’t help.

Dishonesty: Rhea values straightforwardness. She doesn’t have patience for people who lie or manipulate others. She prefers people who tell it like it is.

Being Compared to Her Dad: She gets that people will see the connection, but she hates being defined by her dad’s reputation. She’s her own person and wants to be treated like it.

Overly Positive People: Rhea can’t stand people who are constantly upbeat or act like everything’s fine when it’s clearly not. It feels fake to her.

Powers (+weaknesses):

1. Healing Factor (Regenerative Abilities)

Like her father, Wolverine, Rhea has an accelerated healing factor. Cuts, bruises, and even more serious injuries, like broken bones or deep wounds, heal rapidly. While her healing isn’t instantaneous, she recovers from damage much faster than a normal human, allowing her to push through pain and continue fighting. This also means she’s highly resistant to diseases and toxins. Her healing factor makes her incredibly durable, which plays a big role in her aggressive fighting style—she can take hits others can't.

2. Enhanced Senses

Rhea has heightened senses similar to an animal. Her sense of smell is particularly sharp, allowing her to track people or detect danger from miles away. She can also see in near-total darkness and has highly sensitive hearing, which makes her great in stealth situations. However, these enhanced senses can sometimes overwhelm her, especially in chaotic environments.

3. Bone Claws

Rhea inherited her father's signature claws, but instead of being coated in adamantium, hers are pure bone. She has three claws on each hand, which she can extend and retract at will. Despite being bone, they’re incredibly sharp and strong, capable of cutting through most materials with ease. However, they can sometimes be vulnerable to stronger metals or extreme force, unlike Wolverine’s indestructible claws.

4. Energy Manipulation (Unique to Her)

Rhea’s most distinctive power is her ability to channel energy through her claws. This is a mutation inherited from her mother, Selene, who could manipulate energy. Rhea’s claws glow with a fiery red aura when she activates this ability, and the energy enhances their cutting power, allowing her to slice through tougher materials or deal more damage in battle.

When in use, the energy surrounding her claws crackles and pulses, like a controlled storm of power. She can unleash blasts of energy from her claws in short bursts, sending shockwaves or concentrated attacks toward enemies. This makes her an even more dangerous opponent at both close and mid-range combat.

While she’s still learning the full extent of her energy manipulation, she knows how to focus it into devastating strikes. However, using too much energy at once can be draining for her, meaning she has to be careful not to overdo it in prolonged fights.

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Potential Weaknesses

Energy Overload: Channeling energy through her claws can take a toll on her physically. If she pushes too hard or tries to use the energy for too long, it can leave her exhausted or even temporarily weaken her healing factor.

Sensitive Senses: Her enhanced senses, while useful, can also be a double-edged sword. Extremely loud noises or overpowering smells can overwhelm her, momentarily throwing her off balance.

Bone Claws Limit: While her bone claws are tough, they aren't indestructible like Wolverine's adamantium claws. Under extreme pressure or against certain metals, they could crack or break, leaving her vulnerable.

Some fun facts about Rhea:

1. She’s Left-Handed: Just like her dad, Rhea is left-handed, though she’s ambidextrous in combat thanks to her training.

2. Favorite Band is Led Zeppelin: Rhea’s really into classic rock, and Led Zeppelin is her go-to when she’s working out or just zoning out. She has a soft spot for their song "Immigrant Song."

3. She Hates Wearing Shoes: Rhea’s used to running barefoot through the wilderness, so she only wears shoes when absolutely necessary. She’s always the first to kick them off when she can.

4. Can Sleep Anywhere: Thanks to her time growing up in the wild, Rhea can fall asleep in just about any situation—sitting up, on the floor, or even leaning against a wall.

5. She’s a Terrible Cook: Despite her survival skills, Rhea’s pretty hopeless in the kitchen. She can hunt and gather food, but when it comes to actual cooking, things tend to catch on fire.

6. She Talks to Animals: Rhea isn’t a mutant who can communicate with animals or anything, but she’ll often have full conversations with them, especially when she’s alone. It’s more comforting to her than talking to most people.

7. She Once Gave Logan a Friendship Bracelet: As a joke, Rhea made her dad a bracelet out of scraps of leather and tossed it at him. He didn’t laugh, but he also didn’t throw it away. She caught him wearing it once but hasn’t mentioned it to him since.

8. She’s Weirdly Good at Jigsaw Puzzles: When she’s stressed, Rhea will sit down with a jigsaw puzzle and zone out for hours. She’s fast at them and finds it oddly calming.

9. She Hates the Cold: Even though she can survive in extreme environments, Rhea absolutely hates being cold. Winter’s her least favorite season, and she’s always the one bundled up, even if her healing factor keeps her fine.

10. Her Favorite Weapon (Other Than Her Claws) is a Bow: She’s got killer aim with a bow and arrow, which she picked up from her time hunting in the wild. Even when she doesn’t have her claws out, she’s still dangerous at a distance.

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[marvelsfavoriteuncle]

Jarvis tapes on Jason’s life (or at least what the footage tells you) 🎞️

Jason Grayson Underwood was born at twelve-oh-one a.m., April 20th, 1922

at Children's Hospital, San Francisco,

the second child of Fran and Jonathan Underwood. His sister Dolores Marie Underwood only be 5 years old.

On the 16th of June in 1929, Mr & Mrs. Underwood would divorce taking both children their separate ways.

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August 30th 1943, Howard Stark and his sister Elizabeth Stark would come into the picture, change his life forever.

Meeting both of them during the war, alongside Agent Margaret ‘Peggy’ Carter. Who would later on become his sister in more ways than one.

Eighty-seven days later Jason met James Bucky Barnes and The Howling Commanders, crossing paths on the battle field with Captain America.

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After the war ended, Jason Underwood went on to work for the SSR. He had the opportunity to work selling watches in Texas and New York, but went on to become an associate of the organization.

Which is where he met Agent Jack Thompson, Daniel Sousa and plenty of others.

However he had another job underneath his belt as him, Edwin Jarvis and Agent Carter were given a job to locate Howard Stark’s stolen items while he hide away.

The whole time, half of the country was after him.

That’s when he would met his sister once again, Dottie Underwood, A Black Widow. As she worked with an scientist and Soviet spies to frame Stark’s items as dangerous as they seemed.

It was complicated.

He was not pleased and made sure his sister was behind bar for her crimes, with working for the wrong side. But she did not care, she never did.

He shot the scientist and spies with the help of the SSR who realized who was responsible for all of this.

They freed Howard and his sister from all charges. Jack Thompson became Chief Executive Officer in New York City.

But they all know Peggy Carter deserves all the credit for the job.

Daniel Sosua was promoted to Chief in California.

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In 1947 New York City, Chief Jack Thompson and Agent Peggy Carter of the Strategic Scientific Reserve (SSR) apprehend Soviet spy Dottie Underwood.

Newly appointed Chief Daniel Sousa of the Los Angeles SSR office meets with Detective Andrew Henry, who has discovered a woman's body in a frozen lake during a heat wave.

That’s when Jason Underwood was called from his newly acquired home in Los Angeles for the job, requesting Agent Carter to sign onto the job.

Howard and his Elizabeth Stark were living in Los Angeles as well, making films and creating new inventions for their company.

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Ten weeks after filming a new movie Howard was creating and working on the case, Jason was driving north one night to his shared studio beach cottage when something highly unusual occurred, something almost magical...

Snow fell in Los Angeles, California. Heavy winds and hail stormed all into one. The car swing over the slippery slope of the bridge as he drove onto the main water, as he tried to pull up.

But failed to get the brakes to work.

The immersion in the frigid water caused Jason's body to go into an anoxic reflex, instantly stopping his breathing and slowing his heartbeat.

Within 2 minutes, Jason Underwood's core temperature had dropped to 87 degrees...

his heart stopped beating.

He was silent underneath the table of water for 7 minutes.

At 11: 55 a bolt of lightning struck the vehicle discharging half a billion volts of electricity and producing 60,000 amperes of current.

Its effect was threefold.

First, the charge defibrillated Jason Undwood's heart.

Second,

He was jolted out of his anoxic state causing him to draw his first breath in 3 minutes.

Third, based on Von Lehman's principle of electron compression in deoxyribonucleic acid, which will be discovered in the year two thousand thirty-five, Jason Underwood will henceforth be immune to the ravages of time...

he will never age another day.

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Of course, he didn’t know that would be a harsh yet effective condition until later.

Wrapped in a cold sweat, dizziness and fatigue were the consequences of the accident.

He was in bed for a few days at the house or made to be sat down, as a nurse took his temperature while he helped study the case.

A field of zero matter and Whitney Frost, 2 times Oscar nominee who was a scientist at heart, was behind it. They hoped it wouldn’t be the rest of mission and the caseload conditions that harmed them.

But faith had other plans.

Peggy took the rest, after her painful defeat of almost being impaled by the help,to call Jason’s sister Dottie for undercover work.

It wasn’t the best thing, but worked like a charm. Dottie left getting her cut of the money and ran.

Soon enough, Jason, Peggy and others were up for the challenge to help finish the race in their job. It was a long and difficult process for the entire team but they made it work.

Zero matter was seemingly gone. Whitney Frost was put in prison.

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Weeks went by.

He studied long and hard for weeks, working with Howard, Peggy, Dr. Wilkie Jones and Ana Jarvis on cases. Figure out the answer to the questions they had from their previous research on the mission.

And the effects left behind.

Jason found nothing on his plate of studies onto what happened to him, as the years went by he noticed his friends slowly turning around with age, as he stayed the same.

It wasn’t zero matter or the previous time on trips that harmed him.

It was something else.

Some would see it differently, thinking it as a blessing that he stopped aging, others might’ve called it a curse.

It just depends on who you were talking to.

For Jason, he made the blonde sick to his stomach and want to hide behind closed doors.

As the years passed, Jason credited her unchanging appearance to a combination of a healthy diet, exercise, heredity, and good luck.

He would travel around, change his name and mind. Leave for a couple of weeks every new decade.

It was all to prevent confusion, controversy and added pressure from anyone who might’ve wanted to sent him to a lab to be tested for his status. 

To protect himself and his loved ones…

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Ship Headcanons + Tag Challenge 🍿🙈♥️

Idk how I never thought of this before but it’s a perfect way to start off the new season 😉

Have fun with this one!

Note: You don’t have to answer every single question, if you don’t want to

Did either of them try to resist their feelings? Stella

Who felt romantic feelings first? Steve

How did they first meet? At the Park near Avengers Tower

What’s their height difference? Age difference? Steve is 6’0 and Stella is 5’4. Steve is 95-104 and Stella is 28-32

Where was their first kiss? In The Tower Elevator

Who takes the lead in social situations? It depends on what’s going on, sometimes it’s Steve and other times it’s Stella

Who gets jealous easier? Steven Grant Rogers!

Who said ‘I love you” first? Steve.

Who remembers the little things? Both do, but mainly Stella, mainly to catch him off guard

Who initiates kisses? Both, depending on the mood of the other person

Who’s more protective? Steve

Who’s use cheesy pick up lines? Stella

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Domestic Life 💕

If they get married, who proposes? Steve, obviously

What’s the wedding like? Who attends? All their friends and family duh! It’s a nice wedding, not anything too big after the first one was destroyed…by Sylvie’s revenge on The Young Avengers!

How many kids do they have, if any? 3! Two boys and one girl. Bradley, Kendall & Mari

Do they have any pets? Steve wants a dog!

Big spoon & little spoon? Steve is the big spoon and Stella is the little one

Who’s the stricter parent? Depends on the situation, but when comes to it, it’s Steve

Who worries more? Stella, even if she’s cracking jokes and whatnot, she worries

Who kills the bugs in the house? BOTH!

Who’s more likely to convince the other to come back to sleep in the morning? Stella. But if she wakes up at 3am, Steve drags her back to bed

Who’s the better cook? Stella

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Bonus questions! 💘

Who most likely to be a night owl or morning bird? Stella is the night owl and Steve is obvious morning bird, that man wake up at the crack of dawn to goes for a morning run. Meanwhile she is sound asleep

Pet names for each other? Stella calls him ‘darling?, ‘honey’, ‘babe’ , ‘mi amor’ and etc. Steve calls her ‘sweetheart’, ‘love’, ‘sweetie’, ‘babe’ and etc

Nicknames for each other? Steve calls her ‘Elle’, ‘Ella’, and or ‘Stell’. Stella calls him ‘Stevie’ or just her nicknames for him

How often do they cuddle/engage in PDA? They cuddle and show affection but not something wild or odd in public

Did any of their friends or family members want them together? Natasha and Leo did! Oh Ethan was rooting for them HARD

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KEEP THE CHAIN GOING!!!

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