#agent walker save me

[cyclondoojay]

just some draftssss

[sodatelle]

Somsone needs to draw Agent walker shooting a Gun with one of those Glasses things tjat olympic shooters Wear …U guys know what i’m Talking about….

[missmarveledsblog]

What best friends are for (Bucky Barnes x Reader ) 18+

SUMMARY : When john walker makes off handed remarks about the newest female avenger not taking into the account she is the female best friend of bucky , well it snaps something in the former assassin , when he goes to confess his feeling he catches reader in a situation of her own .

warnings : yes this bitch is a smut so if under 18 do not read . it's a bucky barnes smut that should be warning enough, goofy fluffy smutty fun

"STANK DID YOU EAT THE LAST OF THE POPTART " YN voice called through the compound .

"Ok first of stank really .... that was good but uncalled for second of all before you go blaming me remember point break is the pop tart addict in this household baby avenger " Tony grinned thinking he got away with it little did he know the evidence was all over his black sabbath t-shirt.

" For a genius mind stark you sure are dumb thor's been in new asgard for last 3 months and you've pop tart all over your stupid face and shirt " her foot tapped the floor increasingly annoyed. After her long as mission she just wanted to burrito herself in a blanket eat pop tarts and binge a series or two . Tony praying for a miracle and looking for an exit strategy when his miracle walked in with Steve and nat .

" hey Yn what's wrong " Nat being Nat making sure one Y/N was ok and two well any reason to slap start was welcome .

"Stink ate the last of my poptart " she pouted breaking not only nats heart but Tony miracle escape plan bucky opening his mouth and saving the day .

" come on малышка ( baby girl) . I hid some for you " bucky grinned as her face lit up . Ever since y/n came to the compound he swore life gotten a million times better , this woman who was sarcastic ball of sunshine . It also helped that she's most beautiful woman he's ever seen , spent most of his time making sure he could make that smile happen .

He never believed in love and first sight til she walked into meeting two years ago asking fury " aye nicky where can a girl get some good food around here " . The room went silent Tony being the first to break out laughing the rest following suit some agent paled at the words being so chill with one of the scariest men in the world in their eyes .

......

As now sat in a Burrito cocooned blanket , her eyes couldn't help stealing glances at the beautiful specimen she called a bestfriend the light of life itself and the supplier of a poptart habit that could rival the god of thunder himself .

" I've to tell you something buckshot it kinda of important .... you saved dipshits ass today I could be on the raft by now " he chuckled thinking it was her sense of humour when in fact it was a confession changed because she chickened out midway through , common problem she had around the man .

" yeah I just couldn't deal with the headlines imagine iron man dies due to poptart issue , fellow avenger charged " he tried to hold his laughter .

"Well well well who do we have here " her whole body cringed at the voice behind, there stood John walker America's wish version of Steve Rogers stood his eyes draping over her body , making her want to bathe in a volcano alone .

"Ah the poster child for Chad's everywhere is gracing us with his presence what do we owe the dishonour " y/n smiled so sweetly .

"Yn be nice he only here to collect something for fury " Sam quipped as he walked into the room .

" well buckshot , birdbrain I'm off to soak my troubles away enjoy wannabe cap " they watch her flip john the bird and skipped off not wanting to be in the room any longer making bucky want to pout at the loss of her company ... or at least he thought he wasn't but .....

" you got it bad my man I'd skip a girl like that she nothing but trouble, I could take her for you I'm sure I could handle her better since i am more this time " John stupid mouth began to move while Sam was texting nat to get John size for casket .

" A dame like her doesn't need a dipshit like you and son you couldn't handle her, she would kill you quicker than you could draw you a breath out of your measly body " he snarled as his body stiffened at thought of this man even trying to get her attention .

" FURYS BITCH MR STANK WOULD LIKE YOU TO COME TO THE LAB " .

"YN STOP HACKING F.R.I.D.A.Y BUT ALSO NICE ONE ON THE FURY'S BITCH " Tony voice echoed through the intercom .

"Fucking bitch , nevermind she's lost her chance " John snarled leaving Sam and bucky laughing til the cried .

"Language " .

" really steve " Sam laughing harder than he was before .

"It just slips out but I will admit Yn hacking F.r.i.d.a.y was hilarious I wish I was here to see John or Tony's face " steve couldn't hold the chuckle coming out . Bucky head moving in different direction, that direction was to her , for two years she was in his head non stop and if she wasn't in his head , the two were doing everything together and the countless night he thought of her under him didn't help either .

" I gotta go tell her " suddenly braved he ran to find her , his own thoughts not wanting to waste anymore time . He couldn't think straight knowing john walker or any man could try stake their claim .

As she lay in the tub overjoyed at latest achievement wishing she'd seen John stupid face falter when F.r.i.d.a.y called him furys bitch but also knowing she could get the footage later in the evening . Yet her mind kept wandering to her best friend , how he would cheer her up , make her days brighter and how he made her clenched your thighs . past the point of feeling guilty and becoming wetter as her mind thought about him fucking little pussy hard . nor she couldn't help the hand slipping down between her legs like it had a mind of it own , running it through her folds as thoughts about bucky thrusting in her pussy while a firm grasp lost in her hair , the sickening sound of skin slapping against each other .

"Oh fuck. Fuck yes just like that sarge " she whimpered circling now puffy Clit . moans drowning out the noise of the bedroom door opening as bucky made his way in .

He didn't want to stay but hearing those moans fuck it he felt like he died and went to heaven , angels singing just for him . His body betraying his mind as he opened the bathroom door the sight nearly killed him alone beautiful soaking wet body arched and sweet moans filling the room .

" yess just like that sarge fuck " those moans and sloshing water like a sweet melody to his ears . The sentence that stop her dead in your tracks a deep growl making her eyes flying open " FUCK doll you make a lot of pretty sound but I can make you scream them " . Before she could react bucky kissed as he stripped not wanting to waste a second more . It felt right, like it was normal for them ,something in it it that made sense . Moaning into the kiss she rose from the bath pulling back baring herself for her best friend .

" please bucky " she cried as her lips hit his again .

The clash of tongues and teeth the raw passion hitting both. Knowing the border between bestfriend's was so far away , would need to flight to reach it again . None of it mattered the feelings clear enough in the kiss alone knew this was real .

" please sarge I need you " sweet little kisses down his neck . There and then bucky knew he was never letting go .

" so needy my little baby doll " grinning as he took her nipple in his mouth wanting to hear those moans coming from her mouth like he was addicted to them , fuck he was addicted to her and he was finally getting his fill. Dreams becoming reality kissing down this body, one he dreamt of most nights to keep the nightmares at bay . Each touch giving him the clear sign he was one causing it. her body was his to have and he wasn't giving that up . The smell of her arousal taunting and teasing to send him almost primitively feral . It was sweetest smell that ever filled his nostrils . Jesus he knew it would be sweeter than anything he could or would ever taste , almost like the apple that tempted eve . Kissing soft plush thighs as he took in the vision of her bare pussy staring right at him . It was better than any dream or thought he could ever have .

" please James stop teasing me " .

"What do you want baby doll use your words " he wanted to hear those sweet lips tell him .

" I need to feel you ... touch me, fuck me please sarge " .

That was it he was gone eye so dark with lust as he licked teasingly long stripes of your folds.

" Oh fuck baby doll you taste heavenly " his tongue exploring her folds like it was his sole mission , before his mouth greedily sucked her clit. too good she was sure she drowned in the tub and this was heaven . Crying out in pleasure as the man she was undisputedly in love with devoured her like it was his last meal and first meal all at one . the feeling of his tongue alone had the coil tighten with each movement but when he began to slip a finger in it felt like heaven on earth .

" oh fuck bucky i'm going to ... .hey what the fuck" she cried at the lost of contact , brows furrowed in such confusion .

" im sorry baby but when you cum i wanna feel you on my cock " he chuckled at her desperate whines ." you ready doll i need your words " he beautiful ocean filled eyes stared into her soul and telling him with a little nod.

" please bucky i want you to you to fuck me " pussy clenching at nothing desperately hoping for for some release . the pornagraphic moan that came out of her mouth bucky could of came at that alone, she really didn't understand it , how much of a hold on the man she had from the first time he ever saw her and yet she was gonna find out .

" fuck baby your pussy was made for me so tight you're mine baby no one can fuck this pussy i'm gonna make sure shes ruined for anyone else " he groaned each thrust getting harder and deeper .

" fuck bucky i'm your only yours , i've only ever been yours " she cried in pleasure never feeling something so perfect ,the coil tightening more and more, .

" cum for me baby be my good girl ".

the dirty filth coming from his mouth was enough to push over the edge walls clenching around his cock and screams of pleasure filling the room was enough to send bucky over edge his seed hitting her cervix and painting the walls of her cunt .

the room filled with panting both in their own pleasure filled states as bucky lay beside laying her on his chest so tenderly a completely different contrast in his movement before . he couldn't love her anymore than he did and yet it felt like it was .

" i meant what i said buckshot im yours i dont think i could be with anyone else " she said nuzzling herself further into his neck.

" and i'm yours baby doll i always was that day you walked into the meeting i was a goner " kissing her head then her lips . both hearts feeling complete of love as they both dosed off clung together in perfect bliss .

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"remind me to add sound proof to her room " a scarred tony walked out out the room .

" so furys bitch i see you were wrong it seems our soldier can indeed handle our little spit fire "nat smirked walking to her room .

" as much as i love that they proved him wrong i am traumatised and steve's been a tomato i think they broke him " sam wince joking as his super soldier friend was blushing beat red .

both following the widows lead and leaving a defeated walker to collect his ego and files wanting to leave as soon as possible.

[dropletsofraine]

So Jay’s yellow lightning

So I said if my last post got to 60 notes I’d actually make a post on this and a certain mutual decided to be funny. Now here I am so allow me to share my thoughts on the change of color in Jay’s lighting because BOY do I have ideas. I’d also like to state this does have spoilers for part two of season two for Dragons Rising so if you haven’t seen it, LOOK AWAY!

so as we’ve seen, Jay’s lightning changes to a yellow rather than the blue is always has been. We really get to see this in one of the newest episode of Dragons Rising during Inside the Maze. So why would his lightning change like this?? And why am I over analyzing the color of a lego’s powers?? Because I think that this color change really does have a sort of significance.

Sure you COULD argue and say that the change in color was just a stylist choice to better fit with Dragons Rising animation but I don’t think that’s all it is. If you look at this image of Jay during the flash back with him and Cole fighting over the remote, his lightning is still blue. The lightning does not flicker between blue and yellow like it has been shown during the present setting of Dragons Rising, so it doesn’t seem to just be a stylistic choice.

Now onto Agent Walker. We get a brief scene of Jay as Agent Walker during part 1 of season 2 where his powers are shown. When we do see his lightning here, we see bits of yellow in it. Remember this is now the current timeline of Dragons Rising, so there’s clearly been some sort of change between that flash back, and the merge. But even here when the yellow does first show up his lightning isn’t completely yellow, it still has more blue than yellow to it. This is before he had been ‘saved’ by Ras, when he was still apart of the Administration. Or rather before he had shattered his goodness.

Into the Maze. What an episode. We FINALLY get to see Jay use his powers in battle here. When he does make his appearance in front of the ninja, we see him show off his lightning. NOW it is more yellow than blue, and at this point Jay has not exactly shattered his goodness yet however he’s very close to that point, as when he does put the mask on and Arin exclaim he’s going to shatter his goodness, we hear Lloyd say “I’m afraid he already has.” Hm. Kind of a strange thing to say, even if he WASN’T fighting Nya at this moment, it’s still strange to hear Lloyd so quickly assume Jay has lost himself. So, Lloyd himself must have sensed or seen some sort of change indicating that Jay is different. Now onto his fight with Nya, we see him use his powers to his full extent. His lightning is almost completely yellow at this point with only small bits of blue here and there.

The wolf mask. At this point, Jay has now used the wolf mask and shatterspin, he has shattered his goodness. From this point on, his lightning is almost completely yellow as he battles with Nya. Once he loses the fight and has his powers taken, it is shown as completely yellow when Roby takes it into the Elemental Cup. Even when Nya has Jay’s powers, they are still shown as yellow however as she shoots it up into the air, it does appear to be a bit more blue once again. And how does his lighting being yellow tie into Jay’s lost goodness?

Yellow. This color can have many many different meanings and different symbolism. However, yellow has had a HISTORY of being associated with betrayal. In history with the Spanish Inquisition, in religious history, yellow has always been connected to betrayal. People seen as traitors were tied to the color yellow. What else can yellow also tie to? Warnings and danger. The gradual change of Jay’s lighting becoming more and more yellow, Jay is coming closer and closer to losing himself. Yellow is a perfect color to use for Jay in his current state in Ninjago. It’s a bright color that grabs attention, bur can be almost overwhelming or even abrasive at times.

On a final note about his change from blue to yellow, let’s focus in on not the gain of yellow, but the loss of blue in his lighting. I’ve talked about the different meaning of yellow and how this can tie into Jay slowly becoming disconnected from himself and who he once was, but what about the blue in his powers? What can that signify?

Blue is a color commonly associated with memory, as it is a color the brain most easily and frequently remembers, such as notes written in blue pen may be easier to remember than notes written in black. What else has blue been known to represent? Tranquility, stability, and loyalty. All attributes Jay has lost as his lightning slowly changes. Even as Agent Walker, with his lightning being mostly blue still we see him still have hints of himself in there. However during Inside the Maze, he’s a completely different person. Ras’s influence is a lot scarier than you’d think, and just by looking at Jay we can see, that this is no longer the Jay Walker everyone knows. He’s lost himself and who knows when we’ll get him back.

IN CONCLUSION-

I am mentally unwell, and probably had no reason to type out this entire analysis over the color of lighting that Jay has. But here I am and maybe you guys wanna read this for whatever reason idk. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk. I’m going to go pass out now.

[hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds]

Matt Simmons X Teen Daughter Reader

Request: 14 year old daughter of matt Simmons, where her and her best friend get kidnapped by the unsub and Matt saves them.

I love it!

B/F/N - Best friend Name

Third person pov...

In the quaint suburban home nestled amidst manicured lawns, 14-year-old

Y/N Simmons, daughter of the esteemed FBI agent Matt Simmons, led a carefree life.

Her laughter filled the house, her adventures with her best friend, B/F/N illuminating her days. However, one fateful evening, their idyllic world shattered.

Currently Y/N sits on the bottom of the stairs tying her shoes, she was planning on meeting her best friend at the park, Matt Simmons walker past her and lent against the banister.

"Have a fun time sweetie, be home by 6 okay?" He tells her, the H/C girl grins as she jumps up. "Yes Dad" she says grinning.

The man rolls his eyes and pulls her in for a hug which was returned, waving her out the door the agent sighs and walks to the living room where his wife was sitting.

Smiling at him she holds her hand out, Matt takes it and sits next to her, Kristy cuddles up next to her husband. "She'll be fine Matt" the man sighs.

"I know but-" "-you worry to much" Matt smiles and kisses her cheek. "I know"

Y/N Simmons giggles as she walks to the park to meet B/F/N. Being a saturday the park was filled with parents and kids playing in the park and outside on the field.

The two girls were excited to see each other, running up to each other they hugged twin smiles on their faces.

"Hey N/N"

"Hey B/F/N"

"Come on N/N!" Giggles B/F/N as she runs off to the seesaw, Y/N right behind her, the two girls plated on the seesaw, swung on the swings trying to see who could go higher.

As they did neither teen noticed a man standing under a tree watching them, the park was filled with Parents and their kids but knowone notices the man.

As he watched the two girls in particular he had a sinister grin on his covered face, he finishes his cigarette and crushes the butt into the earth.

He then walks closer as the two girls wonder away from the park, quickly he catches up with them.

"B/F/N wait for me!" Cries Y/N the H/C girl ran after her best friend who ran into the forest, they loved climbing trees seeing to could climb the highest.

"Hurry up then slowpoke" Giggles the

H/C girl as Y/N caught up with her, she then tackles the other teen to the floor. "Ooof" the two fall to the leaf covered floor laughing.

After a few seconds of laughter Y/N then rolled off the girl and onto the floor next to B/F/N both breathless from laughing so much.

The two then look at each other and end up laughing all over again, suddenly a twig snaps making the two girls jump at the sound, they hadn't noticed anyone following them into the forest.

Slowly and cautiously Y/N sits up from the ground, nervous E/C eyes searched around them, she nudged her best friend to get her to shut up.

As she saw Y/N expression she knew something was wrong, having an FBI agent as a Dad, Y/N has been taught how to protect herself and to observe her surroundings. Slowly the two girls stand up from the ground eyes looking everywhere.

They turn around to go back to the park, as they walk they continued looking around as they did, quickly walking turned into running. The two girls sprint through the forest and back to the park.

Y/N got back to the park first, bursting out from the bushes, she leans into her knees, breathing heavy from running she looked around for B/F/N. "B/F/N? Where are you!" She yells turning around to the forest she just ran out off.

As she did her blood ran cold, a shadowy figure emerged from the darkness, brandishing a gleaming blade. Terror surged through Y/N's veins as she realized their predicament.

The man had B/F/N in his grasp, holding the knife to the young teens neck, his other hand held the girl to his chest making sure she couldn't escape.

Y/Ns stared at them not knowing what to do, tears where falling silently down her friends face the H/C girl shook her head telling Y/N to leave.

"Let her go!" She yells, the man only tightens his grip on the terrified girl he was holding the balde too. "How about no, come with me or she dies?" He laughs as the girls look at each other.

Y/N looks at her best friend, she couldn't leave her with him, she just couldn't. "Alright I'll go, just don't hurt her" she says walking forward back into thr dark forest.

The man began dragging them into the depths of the woods, farther than they'd ever gone before, before she was taken Y/N managed to discreetly drop her favorite hair clip onto the floor, knowing her Dad will recognise it.

As the clock stuck 7pm, Matt Simmons' heart sank as his daughter's usual laughter turned into an eerie void. His instincts screamed that something was amiss.

Y/N was always on time coming home she never misses her cerfew, he had thought she's message before hand but she hadn't. Sitting in the kichen with kristy.

"Somethings wrong" he tells her, his wife instantly agrees. A frantic call to Sarah's parents confirmed his worst fears: both girls were missing.

Y/N's frantic screams echoed through the trees, but her pleas for help were met with silence. The cold grip of the kidnapper tightened around her, sending icy shivers down her spine. Despair threatened to consume her as she feared the worst.

The man had dragged the two girls deep into the forest, they'd never this far into it before. Eventually they came to a dilapidated cabin deep within the woods.

Their kidnapper, a twisted and deranged man, tormented them with threats and violence. Yet, amidst their despair, a flicker of determination burned within them.

Time became his enemy as Matt raced against the clock to find his precious daughter. He rallied his team and delved into the depths of the investigation. Every minute lost was an eternity, and the hope of rescuing Y/N dwindled.

As night fell, Matt led a team of agents into the wilderness, determined to leave no stone unturned. Their search continued relentlessly, their flashlights cutting through the darkness like beacons of hope.

Suddenly, a glimmer of movement caught their attention. Matt holds up his hand making the others stop.

"Wait, do you hear that?" He asks them in the distance, they heard the faint sound of muffled cries. Adrenaline coursing through their veins, they surged forward, their weapons at the ready.

As they approached the cabin, the horrifying reality unfolded before them. Y/N and B/F/N lay huddled together, their bodies bruised and battered.

With lightning-fast precision, Matt and his team stormed the building, subduing the kidnapper and freeing the girls.

Relief streamed down Matt's face as he embraced his daughter and her friend. Y/N squash herself into her Dad arms holding his tightly. "Daddy, I knew you'd come"she cries tears getting his shirt wet.

"Of course I came Baby, I'll always protect you" he tells her hugging both girls tight.

The end!

Hope you liked this, another Matt Simmons one haven't done one for him in ages, sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Request are open!

Word count: 1313

[notsosmug87]

Ive had this Au idea in my head for a lil while and after doing some work on it i have decided to share it with you guys.

I proudly present:

The fractured Jay Au

(Huge shoutout to the very talented @sketchalicious. not only was this drawing based off one of their own but they were also one of the biggest inspirations for this Au. Go check em out they make awesome stuff) After the ninja Recuse Jay, his entire mental state collapses from the stress of flashbacks and visions after which, he goes into a comatose state. The ninja must now enter his mind to help him wake up. There, They find not only Jay, but six different versions of him. all of which represent their own guilts and traumas as well as Jays own too. The Ninja (now separated) must fight the one that represents them most and try to get every Jay to accept themselves.

The ninja also find out about the events of skybound through this whole ordeal; In Nyas case, having to relive it while also seeing what Jay went through on the Misfortunes keep.

The idea is that, Out of every ninja Jay holds the most baggage but does not show it, instead keeping it hidden very deep in his brain and I’m tired of people pretending like he doesn’t 😔

I will now Explain them in detail. Starting with:

The chosen one "Guilt ridden"

Fun fact: According to an old blooper reel, Jay was originally gonna be the green ninja; But the writers changed it to lloyd for a better surprise. Doesn’t take away from the fact that Jay looks good in green however.

This Jay is supposed to be a Representation of Lloyd, more specifically The weight lloyd has on his shoulders. Having to be the savior of ninjago (now the merged realms) can take a toll on a person; Lloyd is also now a sensei in training which has not helped his mental state at all; eventually bound to snap one way or another. And at one point there will be a battle he cannot win no matter how hard he tries.

From jays side, TCO is supposed to be a representation of His thoughts about how he has failed Lloyd and the others on several occasions (Releasing aspherra, Prime empire, letting Nya die twice, etc.) and how he solely Blames himself for it. All his self doubts telling him he’ll never be good enough, Among other things, in the forms of Twisted/Tainted visions of the other ninja and his parents. Making him go insane and he eventually snaps, succumbing to the delusion that in order to ever be good enough for Anyone he has to take over being the green ninja. But deep down he knows that the others will always care about him no matter what.

Worst case Scenario (CC for short) “The Sacrifice"

This one’s design wasn’t based off anything too important, I just think that Kai would be the second Ninja to become Undead.

CC represents Kai’s inability to let others sacrifice for him. While Kai is a hero through and through and will do anything for his family, he’s also selfish in the way that he doesn’t want the others to do the same for him Always insisting that it should have been him instead. CC looks like someone who has sacrificed too much without letting others help them. (Bit of a stretch i know)

In terms of Jay, CC is supposed to represent Denial. His skeletal remains are the Result Of what happens to someone who thinks “it should have been me” over every situation, Someone more... Expendable. A repeating memory of Nya dying in his arms keeps playing in his head. Losing flesh and organs after sacrificing himself to Defeat the Overlord; His skeleton Gains a fraction of his power that keeps him alive. But in the end it does not matter because he couldn’t save the one person most important to him, Nya. Jay knows no matter how many “What if” Scenarios happen in his head, the past is in the past and he must look on to the future, but can’t bring himself to after the many losses he’s Endured.

Agent walker "left to rot"

Design of course was based off our very own amnesiac Jason Walker, The current Manager of the administrations realm of reassignment.

Agent Walker is Everything Zane Dreads about himself; Becoming Cold and mechanical with no emotion. Agent Walker is Essentially a repeat of the Ice emperor. A once heroic individual Who forgot themselves and Changed because of Evil influence. Zane dreaded being the ice emperor and does not want any of his family to go through what he went through. Unfortunately, Jay is already halfway there. while we do not know if Agent Walker is truly corrupt due to the administration, Jay is Very much morally Gray, As out of every Ninja his moral compass is the weakest.

Having severe abandonment issues, Agent Walker Represents Jays Fear of being Forgotten about by his family, Essentially becoming a memory. that fear is realized once he spends a long time in the administration and no one has found him yet. Hence the Tagline, “Left to rot”. Having everyone Move on without him (especially Nya) Hurts So Badly that He Forces himself to forgot about the others and hoping the pain will eventually go away. Jay of course knows that His family and Yang could never forget about him, But doubts plague his mind telling him otherwise.

The Infiltrator “No Destiny"

Based off the (now very official) Evil Jay Figure which was recently leaked. The shirt was too hard to get right for me, so I decided to use my own design for it.

The infiltrator, A Strange Figure Who wields lightning powers. Hired by lord Ras; The same person who Went for Coles second family. This adds insult to injury in terms of their friendship.

This Jay pulls the same type of act that Cole does in DotD; By Doing something as drastic as Teaming up with a person who he knows has bad intentions just to be recognized outside of his feats at the administration and to be able to freely use his powers.

Representing Coles guilt, This Jay Has cemented himself as an enemy to the ninja and no longer an ally Forcing The battle to be painful for the Ninja. Especially Cole. However this Jay is not tethered to his relationships with them and will not hold back against those who oppose his leader

(Note: Not much is known about Jays motives or really anything about his evil character in part 2. This part might be rewritten later once we get a more clear view of his character.)

The infiltrator Is a manifestation of Jays fears about him going rouge/ Evil, So far almost all of the ninja Have Gone through their Evil ��phase” and eventually, Jay must walk down that path. He feels hopeless however as without his memories he feels trapped; fettered to always serving a higher power Having No destiny To achieve thus Staying evil indefinitely.

Jay of the storm "Shameful woes"

This Jays design was inspired by some of the Seabound Aus I’ve seen and read. Much like Nyas design, He has Semi-lightning shaped hair and Lightning related body marks all over. he looks like a painting to show his coping mechanism When Nya was gone; Which was painting Portraits of her and him to ease his pain.

This one’s quite simple, Even after Becoming human again, Nya still harbors guilt for what she caused her family to go through And how much her sacrifice meant to everybody in ninjago. This Jay is supposed to represent her feelings about the whole situation and showing her a different perspective; one where Jay sacrificed himself instead of her. Of course in this made up timeline, Jay thinks of his sacrifice as Meaningless compared to Nyas. Thinking that the team moves on very quickly from what happened (Yes even Nya) and it eventually gets swept under the rug.

Further from the truth, Nya tries to convince Jay that this would never be the case. her words fall on deaf ears however, as Jay continues to lament in his own self pity.

Jay of the storm Is the personification of his shame and worry about him being a bad partner and an even worse teammate; Thinking of himself as worthless and nothing more than a deadweight To his family and his Yang. He thinks this way due to his biggest mistakes and how they led to so many bad things happening. (Especially Nyas deaths.) “I wish I could sacrifice to you as much as you have for me.” Nya has done so much for him and he thinks that he has done nothing in return. So maybe sacrificing himself could make him seem all noble and heroic once and for all. But he knows that he has done incredible feats and cannot blame himself for everything bad that has happened in their lives.

Nya will always love him And He’ll always love her, no matter how much the universe wants to seperate them they'll find each other eventually.

??? “Fractured beyond repair”

This design was based off The common trope of an alternate version of someone being their own shadow.

The real Jay (or At least a part of him), hidden deep inside his own Brain. living in denial of himself and being incomplete as his Whole Soul and memory was split into 5 different pieces representing his Repressed Thoughts.

Black as ink with a texture of tar, This Jay Is barely humanlike. Shutting himself out from anyone or anything trying to interact with him preferring to Wish it all away instead of Trying to fix all the issues he has caused. They say that when the Other 5 Make amends and come to terms with themselves, he will be let out of his cage like a wild animal. for better or for worse? Well there’s no clear answer for that. (Codeword for if I plan to expand this and write an actual fan fic)

Thank you for reading my hyperfixiation. while i do think this Au could never work in canon, Its very fun to think about it as jay probably has the most repressed trauma of all the ninja. plus its an Au for a reason.

[dom1re]

Hi! 💙 I partly know the answer to this question regarding Sunan’s hair colour, but other than that, are there any other characters (from books, films, etc) that were references for Sunan or influenced his traits, lore and/or design?

I don't think I referenced anything for Sunan specifically. The goal was to write someone who's nice and easygoing but sort of has a wall up coz he's scared of opening himself up.

In that regard, actually, Sunan reminds me of Allen Walker from D Gray Man. They're both in their teens but forced to grow up very fast; they are the keys to the war that's going on in their respective worlds, and carry this unreasonable burden to resolve conflicts and save lives. They also share a deep fear of being rejected by their loved ones due to their past. I remember being really fascinated by Allen as a teen myself so I might have drawn inspiration from him unconsciously.

(I didn't realize this but D Gray Man also takes place in 19th century... And Allen is presumably British)

But what I can say for sure is that the fic is loosely inspired by Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger. The book's about a 16 year old boy, Holden Caulfield, who's basically stuck between childhood and adulthood. He feels rejected by the society and neglected by adults around him; he refuses to grow up and become one of them. This is the interpretation i take with not just Sunan but Sebastian and Ominis as well. Those of u who read the fic might recall the rye field and the cliff scene. That's meant to be a nod to this book (though it's pretty vague). I'm planning to use this imagery throughout the fic. We'll see how many times I can squeeze it in

Oh I also wanna mention The Sympathizer by Viet Thanh Nguyen. This book is about a double agent who's half Vietnamese, half French. Some of its key themes are, surprise surprise, dealing with one's conflicting cultural/political identities; the idea of belonging to both and neither.

Now Sunan's also mixed (Chinese Thai / British), and spent time as both a Squib and a Wizard. He has to lie and pretend a lot for his goal (protecting the Repository), which he doesn't particularly feel loyal towards. I guess being a 1.5 gen immigrant I've always been drawn to these themes, so I'm trying to explore them in my writing. And that's how Sunan became a deeply troubled teen

(In fact Natty is a perfect character for this; she's an immigrant who had to move to a different society and adapt to new ways. It'd be fun to write a one shot about her... if I ever get time 🤪)

Alright I gotta stop myself 😂😂 sorry this is so long, you can tell how much I loved this ask 🫶 thank you for ur interest diana!! such good questions keep em coming coming

[penofwildfire]

Transfem Agent Walker save me...

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[witchersmistress]

Rescuing Ann

Hello my beautiful darlings! I've been slacking and letting Ann and August fight amongst themselves. But I got them to work together. I'm not 100% certain how I feel about this so don't be surprised if I

Trigger Warnings: blood, violence, assault, smart ass remarks, chasing, fighting, stolen movie quotes clearly labeled

Word count: 2K

August”s POV

The broken glass crunched under my feet as I walked back into the building. My phone started to vibrate, pulling it out of my pocket and I answered it quickly “ Yes?” “ Sir, we have confirmation that Julian is going to be attacked today, by a group of men called the De Santis brothers. My blood ran cold. Charles, Brandon and Levi. They were absolutely ruthless men, who played twisted games in order to compete with their father.

“Sir, are you still there?” my second in command, Jace asked me. Releasing the breath I was holding “ Yes I'm still here, get a team ready, I'm going after her.” disconnecting from the call, I left the party and climbed into the black sedan that was waiting for me. Shooting a text off to an old number that I prayed was still active, hoping I wasn't too late to save her.

Ann’s pov

His chilling threat still clung to my skin, “You will pay for making me look stupid” he was on his third glass of whiskey as the driver pulled into a long driveway. Taking in a deep breath as i observed the house, it looked warm and inviting but the man who lived here was anything but, i know i was expected to go home with him but i’ll be damned if that fool thinks that he will be able to touch me, i’ll die before i let that happen. Stepping out the car I followed Julian inside, the front door locking behind me and trapping me inside. “Second bedroom on the right, go upstairs now” he spat at me as he made his way towards his  liquor cabinet. Taking off my heels I jogged up the stairs and into that bedroom shutting behind me. Leaning my head back I took in a few deep breaths before peeling myself off the door and out of this damn dress. Sliding my arms out of the straps, I began to tug the dress over my head. I'll be damned if I ask Julian to help me. Tossing the dress to the floor in a mess of cabernet tulle, I moved over to the full length mirror and stared at my reflection. My strappy lingerie clung to my curves, dark hair falling down my back, I looked and felt like a Goddess and the only man that I wanted worshiping at my altar was August. I wonder if I hold as much power over him as he does me. I let my glance linger for a few moments longer, before stripping out of those and climbing into a hot shower.

In comfy black pjs I was about to settle into bed for the evening when the door flung open to reveal Julian, standing my ground I waited for him to say something. “ You embarrassed me tonight, you know that, by letting the Walker hold on to you like a little lost puppy. It's pathetic really, but do you know how that made me look, that my wife-to-be  is a wanton whore for an American CIA agent?!?!” he is practically foaming at the mouth. “I’d rather be his whore than your wife” Did i just quote the Titanic at him yes i did. I turned around to walk away from him, but he reached out and grabbed my still damp hair and pulled me back to him. Scream and clawing at the hand that held my hair, he spoke is a dark tone “ If you want to act like a whore that is how i am going to treat you do you understand me” the hand that was holding my hair lowered, i turned my head and bit him like a rabid dog “ You fucking bitch”  he snarled as  punched me in the gut and i stumbled back into the frame of the canopy bed, landing against it with a heavy and my head with a sickening crack. My vision was fuzzy for a few moments but I got my bearings and stood on shaky legs, ready to face him.

“ I could do this all day” I taunted him, yes I quoted Captain America, leave me alone. Wrapping a hand towel around the bite on his hand, he just smirked. “ You think you're funny?” I cocked my head “ I think I’m adorable”  he sneered and lunged at me, skirting around him so he crashed into the bed, I tripped and landed on my ass, such a clumsy thing. This felt like a sick and twisted game of cat and mouse, but I'd be dead if this kitty cat caught me. Staggering into the hallway, I braced myself as Julian came charging out, and grabbed my waist. I whipped my head back crashing straight into his nose with a satisfying crunch and it began to gush like a fountain. With a sharp jab to his gut he stumbled back and towards the stairs, he grabbed my shirt and pulled me with him as we went down the stairs. Breathing hurt, moving hurt, everything fucking hurts. Shoving Julian off me, I struggled to my feet. When the patio doors burst open and three men dressed in black and came charging in with guns pointed. Julian sprung up from the floor and wrapped an arm around my throat “ Who the fuck are you?” he hissed at the men.

One of them laughed like an absolute lunatic. “ Wow I knew you were dumb but I didn't expect you to be that stupid. We are here for you dumbass” one of the other goonies moved at the speed of lightning and rushed at him. He threw me to the side to protect himself, stumbling on my feet. I bolted for the patio door when I was snatched by the third goon. “Easy poppet, we wouldn't want to hurt you know would we?” he sneered, his breath reeking of whiskey and cigarettes. I audibly gag as he continues to breathe on me as he secured my hands behind my back with zip ties.i could feel them biting into my skin, the big goon laughed as i attempted to rub my wrist together to relieve the pain “ What's wrong? Cant handle a little bondage?” he wiggled his eyebrows at me, disgusting pig. I spit in his face and he was pissed, he punched me in the stomach with full force, doubling over in pain he grabbed my head and slammed it off the counter. Fuck now i really was seeing stars, i could feel warm liquid pouring down my face  “ Charles” one of the shadows snapped “ Leave her be, she has no part of this” i laughed out loud, i clearly was losing my mind as Charles pushed me into a chair “ Charles, you fucking name is Charles? Jesus, you must have been such a mama’s boy eh Charlie boy” i cackled and threw my head back with laughter. If I was going to die tonight might as well have the last laugh. Charles was seething “ You better watch your fucking mouth or i’ll make you sorry you ever opened it” he walked towards, his keeper and Julian. One day I am going to learn to shut my goddamn mouth but today is not the day.

Snorting loudly as my vision became blurry and my head began to spin. “ With an attitude like that, you must have to tie up all your girls to get attention. Even then you probably have a hard time satisfying them with that tic tac in your pants you call a penis. Oh sweet baby jesus, i did it, his control snapped “ Charles no” julians goon screamed as he spun around and came right for me, tackling me to the ground, my head met the ground with a snap and the chair broke under our combined weight as he reared back and clocked me in the face, spitting the blood at him, i smiled as my eyes crossed. Well I clearly was on death’s door as I heard more voices and I vaguely saw the blue eyes of my savior, August. He grabbed my face and talked to me. “Ann dont you dare, keep your eyes open. Look at me” he growled, I forced my eyes open for the last time. I smiled at him as blood dripped from my mouth “ Déjame ir” Let me go. Uttering my last goodbye as he drifted further and further away from my vision, his voice blending in with the white noise in my head, I closed my eyes for the last time. 

Unknown POV

He called me and made me promise that she wouldn't get hurt. I was a fool to make a promise. I thought I could keep her safe. I raced back into the formal dining room but I was too late. Charles had her laid out flat on the floor and he was beating her. I whistled at my other guy who dropped Julian’s unconscious ass like a sack of potatoes and raced over to help me pull Charles off of her. “ Charles no, we need her alive” he was foaming at the mouth and he was struggling to get out of our hold. He was so desperate to get to her, to finish what we started as she was on her side choking on blood. Charles grunted and went limp in our arms, I looked over my shoulder and saw him. The person who begged me to protect her, someone I was equal parts terrified and proud to call my brother, August Walker. He ran to her and tried to get her to stay awake, but as she slipped away into the night, he looked back at me, his eyes full of murder. I may have been his brother but I was most certain that I wasn't going to survive the night.

August’s pov

pushing passed Levi and Brandon, knowing I'd deal with them later, I scooped you into my arms and took off.

*a few hours later*

Pretty sure I've worn a groove into the floor waiting to hear from the surgeon. They rushed you into immediate surgery upon our arrival and that was several hours ago. Sitting down, I hung my head. Already tormenting myself if you didn't make it. “Hey” a voice started me, looking up to see Levi holding out a cup of coffee to me. I smiled softly and took it from him. He sat besides, bouncing his leg impatiently. “August,” he began but I cut him off. “Don't,” I said, “ I will deal with him accordingly.” He nodded as he looked down at his cup of coffee.

“Mr. Walker?” A petite nurse called. Standing up I walked over to her. “ They just finished up the surgery, if you would follow me” I glanced back at Levi and he nodded as I walked with the nurse. She pointed to your room, and I thanked her. I expected to walk in and see you awake and talking but you weren't. You were still hooked up to machines. A tube was breathing for you. I wanted to scream, I wanted to rage. The surgeon rambled on about what they did and your prospective recovery. Walking over and grabbing your hand. Your hand was warm in mine, I squeezed it but there was no response. “ How long until she wakes up?” I asked him as I watched that machine breathe for you.

Clearing his throat “ I’m sorry Mr. Walker” he started i stared daggers at him waiting for him to continue “ She went through a long surgery and we almost lost her. Her brain has severely swollen so we placed her in a medically induced coma to help heal her brain '' I don't know if there was a disconnect in my brain but I wasn't clearly understanding. Levi stood in the doorway with a heavy sigh he just looked at you “ In plain terms Doc” he muttered and the dr turned towards him and nodded “ Mr. Walker, i'm not sure if she will ever wake up” my knees buckled from the weight, she may never wake up..

[romancomicsblog]

Movie Redo: Fixing Marvel's Thunderbolts*

Marvel's Thunderbolts* recently came out with a stellar trailer, watching some of our favorite MCU anti-heroes going through the motions while uncovering a mystery and becoming a team.

While many have praised the trailer for its style, action and tone, I have had some problems with the movie from the beginning. For one, the group Thunderbolts* tends to be villains pretending to be heroes as opposed to morally gray characters.

The movie tackles the spirit of this by having several characters fill in classic roles of the MCU Avengers: Yelena as Black Widow, U.S. Agent as Captain America, etc. But this stops at about half the team.

For example, we have three different variations of Captain America. Each are not Steve Rogers, morally gray super soldiers. The main difference is their range of comedic quips.

We also have two different variations of (basically) Black Widow.

This makes the lineup a bit stale power wise, and makes most of the lineup side Black Widow and Captain America characters.

While it makes entering the film easier, this doesn't give us the same feeling of "assembling" characters from the MCU like the Avengers did. The characters should come from many different projects as opposed to 2.

Finally, the team is made up of 7/8 white people. So in so many ways, this movie is suffering from a lack of diversity.

My goal is to liven up the team with characters across the MCU, villains and antiheroes alike. I'd like this team to:

Fill roles of the classic Avengers

Have a wide range of abilities

Reward long time MCU fans for watching along

Lets get started with an obvious question:

Who Stays & Who Goes?

While this group is full of some great MCU characters, too many unfortunately are redundant.

We will be saving 4 Characters, starting with:

1. Yelena Belova - White Widow (Black Widow / Hawkeye)

One of the smartest moves made by this movie is having Yelena be the lead. I love Florence Pugh, and one thing that can differentiate this team from The Avengers is having White Widow be the leader.

She is the clear and funnest Black Widow stand-in, so I will be choosing her over Taskmaster.

2. John Walker - U.S. Agent (Falcon & The Winter Soldier)

Of the Captain America knock offs, U.S. Agent is by far the most interesting.

No hate to Red Guardian's jokes or Winter Soldier's angst, but having a sad, broken not as good Captain America who is not a good man but a perfect soldier, there's so many ways you can go with it. He can be a traitor to the group, the eventual villain or just the guy who thinks he's the leader.

He is also the character we've seen least of the 3, and deserves his time on the big screen.

3. Ava Starr - Ghost (Ant-Man & The Wasp)

One of the most underrated characters in the MCU, Ghost was a highlight for me in the Ant-Man trilogy. With a tragic backstory, skills to match the Winter Soldier and an actual interesting power, I'm really excited to see where they go with this character.

Plus I love her new suit.

4. Bob - The Sentry (Thunderbolts*)

Lewis Pullman is playing "Bob" who is most likely Robert Reynolds AKA The Sentry, a Superman like superhero who struggles with memory loss, and has the power of "a million suns".

Due to the S in the trailer and his general confusion, Sentry will likely join the team, and his archenemy The Void will may even be the main antagonist.

As a powerful longhaired hero, he fills the role of a Thor for our Avengers, which is a definite need.

The mystery behind Bob as well as the inclusion of a new Superman like character is very fun. I do think a need for every MCU movie is an addition of a new interesting character, so Bob must stay.

Now that we have our 4 stays, let's make some fun additions.

5. Agent Dex Poindexter - Bullseye (Daredevil Season 3)

Agent Poindexter fills a couple of significant roles from the Avengers and from the Thunderbolts* who we took off the list.

Like Taskmaster, Bullseye is an assassin, who worked for a puppet master who is still very much alive and around in the MCU. But unlike many of the other killers on this list, he enjoys killing. As the teams resident sociopath, he can be the devil on their shoulder, egging the team on to go further than they have before.

He also nicely fills the teams role as their Hawkeye. The both have perfect aim, have taken on new identities to commit atrocities, and started off as law men.

It also gives all viewers great homework, because everyone should watch Daredevil.

6. Aaron Davis - The Prowler (Spider-Man Homecoming / Across the Spider-Verse)

The Spider side of the MCU has very much stayed in its place due to Sony. One character who has appeared in both Sony and Marvel, portrayed by the same actor I might add, is Aaron Davis.

Aaron Davis first appeared in Spider-Man Homecoming, and if we believe him to portray the same character in Across the Spider-Verse, has evolved into his role as Prowler now.

Prowler with his tech, claws, skills, and general goofy vibe, could fill the role of a Black Panther or Spider-Man for our group, and much like Spider-Man, be the ground level criminal entering this world of Assassins and Gods.

You can also view him as more of a thief than anything else. Like Aladdin or Star-Lord, fitting him into this team but definitely bringing a different perspective as opposed to Bullseye.

I see Prowler as a secondary lead character, one who has Yelena's back over some of the others, and hopefully makes it out of this mission alive.

7. Titania (She-Hulk: Attorney at Law)

Where there are Avengers, there is need for muscle.

Titania is one the secondary villains from Marvel's She-Hulk: Attorney at Law, notably played by Good Place actress Jameela Jamil.

Titania fills the role of a Hulk / Captain Marvel to the group as our resident strong woman, but also takes up Red Guardians role as comedic relief.

As a social media influencer and fashion icon, she'll bring a very different energy than our other two heroines. She also has the tendency to back whoever to keep herself alive, meaning she may team up with the worst of our titular team if there is a coup.

Plus I'd like her to dawn her wrestler outfit.

8. Justin Hammer - MACH-1 (Iron Man 2)

With many of the Avengers roles filled, all we need is left is a billionaire genius playboy.

Since his debut in Iron Man 2, Sam Rockwell fans have been clamoring for the actor to return as Justin Hammer. While we have inklings of him in All Hail to to King & What If, having Justin as comedic relief and the teams resident tech expert can add a different flavor to the team.

While Justin Hammer doesn't have an alter ego in the comics, he could take on the role of Titanium Man like he does in the animated show, Iron Man Armored Adventures.

My only gripe is the name is a little too close to Titania, so I recommend he takes on the name Mach-1, the alter ego of the Beetle when he joined the Thunderbolts.

While he is not The Beetle, he is still a villain pretending to be a hero, and several have taken on the name of Mach-1, so I think it'll be fine.

With just a few notable changes, my MCU team is now complete.

We now have heroes and villains from across the MCU, all with unique skills, powers, tools and motivations.

And once they all suit up...

They'll make one hell of a team.

Thank you so much for reading! Please consider following, and check out my socials and other sites here! And let me know: Who do you think should be on the Thunderbolts*?

[twilightfaerie1978]

I have a theory about August Walker. How he became John Lark. How he goes against the establishment, the old way of doing business. Hear me out.

So August was a low level CIA agent. Making his way up the ranks. But he's always been a fucking beast. Which is why he can rise as quickly as he does.

And he meets another agent. And they fall in love. Like she is endgame for him. He's an animal, there's that underlying danger about him. But NOT with her. With her, and only her, he's different. Only she sees him. But I dunno. Something happened. A mission gone sideways, or some vendetta or something, and she's taken. Held. Tortured. Maybe there's a type of ransom for her. But the CIA decides she's an acceptable loss. Maybe her father is a major player in the agency or the government. And what they want, the kidnappers, is too great. So her father, with the agency, decide she's collateral damage.

And August is just ... LIVID. Like no fucking way. And he tries to save her and fails. She dies.

John Lark is born.

And I thought of this scenario for what drove him to be John Lark because "he was just that minded" is boring. "He was just born evil" is just sooooo boring.

But a real reason to hate the establishment? That's interesting.

I thought it should be about love, because think about Fallout. There is NOTHING about him that hints he has any interest in love or sex. I mean, all villains are still about fucking their way through the plot for world domination. But not August/Lark. And why?

Because his great love is dead. Because the establishment they worked for, pledged their allegiance for, said "Nah, fuck her."

Am I crazy?

@littlefreya @shellyshellshell @xoxunhinged

[deandoesthingstome]

Walk with Me - Ch 2

Pairing: FBI Agent!Syverson x OFC, Drug Czar!August Walker x OFC

Chapter Summary: You get a trip to Spain. And you get a trip to Spain. Everyone gets a trip to Spain!

Chapter Warnings: Brat punishment, male masturbation, more past relationship pining, alcohol, drug use, special guest!, p in v missionary with breath play (don't blink).

Word Count: 6.3K

Masterlist: For full series Summary and Warnings

Spotify Playlist: Usually a song per POV section

August

August Walker was irritated, to say the least. He was looking forward to fucking someone tonight, but Francesca had derailed that plan.

Francesca was new, but all signs had pointed to her rise into a most trusted associate position. It never failed to make him smile when he thought about the way a new mule would try to assert themselves at the beginning of their employment with him, whether they realized they were an employee or not. But he had ways of putting them in place, and until tonight, Francesca was following the program exactly as expected.

Eager to please, pliant, open to suggestion. One small misstep and then back on track. Which is why it frustrated him that she was here tonight. She was jeopardizing her own place with him without even knowing it.

When he closed the double doors of his office after she stepped inside, he took a deep breath before turning to face her. Too much authority could sometimes damage the trust he worked so hard to build with his girls, even though authority was what kept them coming back to him time after time. Hell, Francesca hadn't even been aware she'd been transporting for him yet. It was way too soon to open that door.

"Francesca, are you ready to share your thoughts with me?" He spoke with a dangerous tone to his voice and was surprised she didn't flinch at the sound.

"I missed you," was all she replied, as if she really thought that would be enough to explain her insubordination.

"What did I say?"

"August..." The lack of remorse in her voice was intriguing.

"What did I say?" He hated repeating himself, and he normally wouldn't, but he liked this one. A lot. And he really wanted her to work out. So he provided more leeway than he normally would and gave her another chance to explain herself.

She met his gaze with a solid one of her own, and he struggled to keep his dick from getting hard at the way she defied him. If he didn't know better, he'd swear she was doing it on purpose, baiting him so he'd put her in her place.

"Explain," he commanded, giving her one final shot to set things right. Candace wasn't his first choice for the Barcelona trip, but if Francesca was going to go rogue like this so early on, he'd maybe have to reconsider.

"I saw you with her, and I got jealous."

Finally the truth.

"Where? Where did you see me? Hmm, darling?" He knew exactly where, and he also knew if she told him the truth, she'd be admitting another transgression. How she handled the admission would inform how he would deal with her.

If she admitted she'd defied his orders not only tonight, but last night too, when she'd kept to the outer edges of the club and tried to hide in the shadows, he'd know she was hooked well and good, willing to do anything for his attention, including admitting her mistakes.

If she instead tried to pretend it was only tonight that she'd seen August all over Candace, he'd know she was lying to try to save her own skin, and he could never trust her again.

"Here."

He waited, watching her with practiced eyes, willing her silently to finish her thought and not fuck this up. He was about to open his mouth to ask when.

"Last night. Okay? I know you said three days, but August, I couldn't wait. I need you. But then there she was with her hands all over you and you acting like you enjoyed it and I just, I couldn't help myself."

August was so pleased Francesca had told the truth, but he didn't let her see that. He remained stoic while she rambled on and only took his eyes off her face when she began to peel the straps of her dress down off her shoulders.

She was so bold, this one, revealing her gorgeous, perfect tits for him even while she was still voicing her apology. Only when he realized she hadn't actually said she was sorry did he tear his eyes away from her chest with a deliberate lick of his lips and set his gaze back to her eyes. She was welcome to interpret the displeasure in his look however she wanted.

"I'm sorry," she admitted, even while pushing her dress the rest of the way down her body, skimming her hands along her sides and thighs. God, she fucking knew exactly how to get him going, drawing attention to the heaven he wanted to find himself lost in.

She hadn't even worn underwear tonight. As she stood before him, naked save for the strappy heels, he moved toward her.

"Forgotten, but not forgiven, dear. Do I need to remind you what disobedience costs?" He brushed his fingers lightly over the skin of her shoulder and relished the goosebumps that formed.

"If you'd like to."

God, she was a brat. He tightened his grip and sent her to her knees as he unzipped his trousers.

"Stay still," he warned, as she reached for him. He watched with pride as she dropped hands to her sides and peered up at him with desire.

There was really only one thing he could do now to teach her a lesson. Maybe two, if he thought about it long enough, but he was hard for her already, and he didn't want to wait for Mateo to return with Candace.

He took himself in hand and began to stroke slowly, feeling the warmth of his skin against his palm. He watched her eyes shift to hip height and waited for her to realize what her punishment would be. It wasn't until he released a soft groan that her eyes snapped back to him with betrayal and disappointment. He let go of his cock and put his hand in front of her mouth.

"Put all that saliva dripping from your slutty mouth right here," he commanded and she did exactly as told, letting the tip of her tongue linger almost too long. "Now, watch me. Don't close your eyes."

He dropped his trousers to his ankles, took himself back in hand, and began to pump in earnest. This wasn't his favorite way to get off. Point of fact it was his absolute least favorite. But he needed her to know her actions had consequences. If he fucked her before he took her to Barcelona now, she'd think she had some control and he couldn't let that happen.

He was never planning to take Candace. She was only a decoy to test Francesca's will. And there would be other tests, especially in Spain. But for now, he'd have to conjure up the images of her breaking beneath him while he pounded into her, of the way she bent for him when he moved her into whatever position he wanted, the way she begged for his cock with her body and the way she said yes to everything he asked of her.

He didn't want this solo release, didn't want to be staring into her gorgeous eyes while he touched only himself and she kneeled stock still in front of him. Didn't want to pull his orgasm out into nothing but his own hand. But she'd disobeyed and he'd be damned if he rewarded her for that.

Her knees had to ache by now. He wasn't quick when he masturbated. It was never as pleasurable as when he could feel the hot, wet heat of a woman clenching around him, regardless of the orifice he used. He had to shift through all the mental snapshots he had of their time together and the things he still wanted to do to her so he could begin to feel the fire in his own belly, the tightening that signaled he'd be free soon.

As his strokes increased, he was so proud to see she still wasn't touching herself while she watched him. He could see her thighs clench, and he decided to allow her that small pittance of friction. It would never be enough to satisfy her, so it didn't matter anyway.  What mattered was how she obeyed him.

At that final thought, he felt his orgasm rip through him, spurts of warm come landing on his hand, some of the floor in front of him, and he even saw one large drop hit her face. He closed his eyes so he didn't stare too long and make himself hard again. This was almost worse for him than for her.

"Clean me up," he ordered and felt his heart swell when she didn't move immediately. She was waiting for more direction, so he gave it, careful not to offer an opportunity for her to get him hard again. If he let her use her mouth, the whole lesson would be moot. He took the handkerchief from his suit jacket pocket and tossed it in her direction.

"I'm so sorry, August." Her voice was quiet yet confident as she wiped her face and then reached for his hand. "It won't happen again."

He would have preferred she cleaned his hand off first, but he was swayed by the sincerity of her words and decided enough was enough. Except for one last order, which he gave after pulling up his pants and tucking himself away.

"Get up, get dressed, walk out of this office, and go home. And don't touch yourself on the way."

Syverson

It had only been a day, and Agent Syverson's head was still reeling from the revelation that not only was he in the same city as his high school sweetheart after all this time, but that she was also part of his investigation. Luckily, the name he’d already made for himself with the agency meant he was able to overcome any objection to him retaining his newly assigned control of this case. At least two decades apart with no contact made her practically a stranger in the eyes of his employer.

He also knew enough to keep his emotions in check during that debrief better than he had in that surveillance trailer, but it didn't stop him from letting his mind wander back to those high school nights when he had a chance.

She was the most daring thing he'd ever met, and that was saying something in their town full of super jocks and service-proud inhabitants.  He couldn't remember why she hadn't been on his radar until they bumped into each other in the hall the last half of senior year.

Could have been the fact that while he himself was a star athlete, he never ventured over to the gym where other students were practicing whatever weird martial arts the school had offered. It had all seemed too foreign to him back then.

He stuck to a more traditional small-town life, helping out on the family farm and dating the cheerleaders that followed the football team around like puppy dogs. He didn't even question the all-American apple pie path he was on until he was looking into her eyes while handing her the books that had toppled to the ground when they collided.

He remembered a few of the titles and how he had joked that he could take her shooting sometime if she really wanted to learn about guns. He probably said something stupid like "can't learn about life from a book." Stupid because when she took him up on his offer, she out-shot him at the range with absolutely no coaching from him whatsoever.

He'd been hooked from that moment on. Breaking up with Chelsea hadn't been the easiest. Her tears made him uncomfortable in a way he hated because while he knew they didn't belong together, he also knew it was a little shitty to dump her just because he wanted to try something new. And it wasn't as if he hadn't broken up with girls before, but it had usually been mutual.

He liked Chelsea well enough, knew she'd rebound just fine, though he'd been surprised she'd gone after his best friend. It didn't bother him one bit as he started spending every free moment with Frankie, and he barely registered what was going on with anyone else in those first weeks of infatuation.

Frankie was wild. She didn't hesitate when he suggested they dirt bike out to the quarries. He'd meant to get her on his bike behind him, have her hold tight around his waist, and try to jolt her a bit with his fancy but careful maneuvers. Gunning the engine or doing a little front-wheel pop after making sure they were holding tight usually always worked to get a girl squealing and holding him tighter, breathless for him and the way he'd make sure they were okay after the ride, all high from endorphins.

But she showed up to their meeting spot on her own bike and climbed right to Eagle Point with no prompt, stripped off her long sleeve shirt and pants, left them in a heap next to her helmet and boots, and leaped right off the outcropping into the cool water below. She called to him when her head popped back into view, and he followed soon after. He couldn't explain the way she made him feel. Alive in a way he hadn't ever felt with any other girlfriend.

She was reluctant to accept his nickname for her, but he couldn’t stop himself. Even with all her hard edges and daring, he found her sweet when he tasted her lips, kissed her skin, sunk between her legs.

Prom night wasn’t their first. They'd both been with other partners as well as each other. But something about that night, the way she danced with him, for him, had him so hard. He wanted to leave the festivities early, but she was having too much fun to agree, so they stayed right until the end, mingling with her jiu-jitsu friends and his football pals. She bridged that gap so effortlessly, even made a friend of Chelsea after a while so that hanging out at the dance never turned awkward. She was just so magnetic and magical.

He'd saved up from farm chores so he could spring for a fancy hotel room, and he took her there as soon as she would let him, but she took the lead in every other way that night.

She was the one who taught him that going down on a girl first was the best way to get a girl ready. He'd done it a few times before, but she really encouraged him to perfect his technique that night, making sure she'd come a few times before she let him crawl his way up her belly. And he thought he'd just grab a condom and go, but she pushed him to his back and slipped herself down his body before wrapping her lips around his cock and making him come from the pleasure of her mouth.

By the time he figured out it was love, she was already packing to leave the country with her parents to care for her elderly grandmother. He would work double shifts over the summer when he could get them just to save up for a few overseas calls that never lasted long enough. The rest of the money, and some extra borrowed from his older brother, he put toward a ticket back to the States for her at the end of the summer. But then community college started, and she was off at a foreign university and time just ran away from them.

He was hard while he stared at her surveillance photos. He should have been looking at her surroundings and the people she was meeting, but all he could see was the color of her lipstick and the way her clothes hugged her body.

He took his release in the shower, daydreaming of what life could have been if he'd somehow managed to convince her to stay all those years ago. He pictured a farm and some kids, sunsets on the front porch, and lazy nights by the fireplace. Though why he regressed to that old tired cliche, he’d never know. Maybe it was just the sudden flood of hometown memories with her. So when none of that worked and actually threatened to derail his orgasm, he pushed the kids out of his mind and pictured her screaming his name while he took her apart on the black fur of bear skin rug placed next to a fire.

And now he needed to get back to work. He had a bag to pack and a plane to catch. He'd finish his research on the flight to Barcelona. Agent Syverson knew he’d gotten lucky. There wasn’t anything that said he couldn’t take this investigation overseas, but he hadn’t considered it yet until a CIA director called last night with flight info and instructions to bring his best team member for a meeting at a Spanish field office to compare notes. Sy didn’t decline.

He and Victoria Ramos stepped out of the elevator roughly an hour after landing, with absolutely no time to stop at the hotel or even grab a bite to eat before the scheduled meeting. It was a really good thing he’d been able to actually get any sleep on the long distance flight. If he could just make it through the briefing, he should be able to get into a bed by noon. Sy and Ramos flashed their badges at security and were led back to a large office with a small balcony, open to the fresh air.

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee hit Sy right where he needed it and he was grateful when the Director they were here to see turned inside and offered them a cup. They both accepted and then took seats as their host made his way around a desk to sit opposite them.

“Appreciate you both making the trip on such short notice, I’m Director Walter Marshall. This isn’t my field office, but it is my mission, and it looks like our agencies share a target. We’re already embedded with Walker. I’m hoping to get some idea of why I shouldn’t pull jurisdictional rights and have you shut down.”

It was a hell of a way to start a conversation, but Syverson appreciated the directness of his new contact, and figured the CIA had to be amenable to cooperation if he was willing to bring them overseas.

‘We’re glad to be here and certainly don’t plan on steppin’ on any toes,” Syverson’s southern accent slipped through the weariness he was beginning to feel in his bones. “I’m Agent Syverson and this is Agent Ramos. I’m not sure why you have August Walker in yer sights, but we’re not too far from nailing one of the most dangerous drug kingpins in Miami. I’m guessin’ maybe you're after him for international drug traffickin’, but I ‘spose I could be wrong about that. We’re just trying to get some bad shit off the streets.”

“Noble cause, to be sure.” Director Marshall replied with a sincere nod of his head. “Which is why I agreed to bring you here. If you think there is any information for your case to be gained from surveilling Walker and his companion here on a “business” trip, I’m happy to allow that on the condition you don’t interfere with any activity you may see him or the woman traveling with him undertake.”

“I don’t imagine we have jurisdiction here, anyway, sir,” Ramos interjected. Syverson nodded his agreement and motioned for her to go on. He wasn’t one to take all control of a conversation. He liked to see his agents speak up when warranted and especially if they had good ideas or important information to share. “But we definitely appreciate the opportunity and will gladly accept your terms. Sir.”

Walter was taken aback and shifted his focus back to Syverson to see if he’d just witnessed what he thought he had. It wasn’t often a ranking officer allowed a subordinate to speak about an operation with a new department or agency. Walter recognized the trust Syverson was putting in his agent and he nodded back as Syverson indicated his attention ought to be on Ramos.

Victoria and Walter hashed out the details, including the location of the hotel where Walker was staying with his mule. The field office had located an open flat nearby and were setting them up there. They finished the meeting amicably and earlier than expected, so while Victoria accepted the Director’s invitation to breakfast, Syverson opted to grab a cab to the apartment so he could shower and grab a nap before heading to case the hotel and surrounding neighborhood. He didn’t mind sharing his notes with Ramos later that night. 

He wanted the time to himself to really think about this woman he was about to see again.

Francesca

I sat in my First Class cabin and wondered when the flight attendants would finish their routines and leave us all be so I could find a way to overcome the barriers between us and onto August's lap. I had been alone on the flight to Amsterdam, and it didn't bother me one bit. But the flight to Barcelona through London was going to kill me. He was so close and yet so far.

After that night in his office, I had done exactly what he commanded. I felt the slick dripping down my inner thighs while I waited for my Uber and thought of nothing but whether or not I'd made a huge mistake.

That's a lie.

I thought about the way he looked handling himself in front of me like that. I could tell he wanted my mouth and hands on him, but he needed to punish my insubordination. It's entirely possible Candace was never a threat to begin with, but I knew he was fucking her too and I couldn't take that chance. The control he exhibited in that moment was exhilarating.

It took all of ten seconds to feel sweet ecstasy when I'd finally closed and locked my apartment door and put my hand up my skirt as I sank to the floor. Which sucked because I always like to make it last as long as possible. I'm sure that was part of his plan, too, to ruin my complete pleasure. But he never said I couldn't keep touching myself once I made it home, so I picked myself up off the floor and headed to my bed where I found my favorite vibrator in the nightstand and made myself scream his name over and over all night.

It was really too bad for him that I was probably going to disobey him again several more times over the course of our relationship. If his idea of punishment was to deprive us both of each other's touch, he was going to be hurting, too. But for now, I had secured my place on the Barcelona flight. As well as confirming that he didn't trust Candace the way he trusted me. There was no way he was bringing her on this trip, but I stayed away that third night just in case. I did not want to jeopardize anything anymore than I might have already.

Once the cabin lights were dimmed after dinner service, I stepped into the aisle, closed the door of my mile-high room, and padded around to August's luxury cubicle. He welcomed me with open arms, his seat already laid flat for the evening. With the door closed, he held me close in the tight quarters and began to whisper all the things he was going to do to me when we finally arrived at our hotel.

“Do you have any idea how badly I want to fuck you on this plane right here and now?” he growled into my ear. “I’m not sure I could hold back, though. And I know you could never stifle your cries and screams while I fuck you like I want to. I don’t think this is quite the environment for us to subject the other passengers to that.”

“None of what you’ve just said stops me from wanting to shift these clothes out of the way so I can sink onto your lap,” I whispered back. Objectively, I knew he was right, but it didn't stop me from wanting that. I felt him get hard beneath me. 

“You are a very naughty girl,” he replied and I promised him I'd be quiet, but he resisted, telling me it would be worth the wait.

Then he made me go back to my own seat, using the work he needed to take care of as an excuse, but I knew he just wanted me off his lap. His hard-on was never going away while I was still squirming all over him and he was resistant to fucking me or letting me take care of him. It's entirely possible he used the same self-control he showed two nights ago to jerk off quietly in his tiny room. I know I did. But I was listening hard to everything happening across from me and I couldn't hear anything that sounded like him stroking his cock or coming into his own hand. I stayed awake until he appeared to finish his work and had drifted off to a short sleep.

It was a boring two hour flight from London to Barcelona. He still wouldn’t let me on his lap. I took advantage of the free drink service in First Class and downed three mimosas before we landed. We cleared customs with a breeze and then August swept me out to the waiting car service. I couldn’t wait to get a smoke and luckily the limo had just my brand stocked along with another bottle of champagne that I decided would be a bad idea before I got something to eat. After a quick thirty minute ride, we arrived at El Palauet where he had already arranged for early check-in.

I was suitably impressed by the lobby full of polished marble floors and deep, rich hand carved wooden staircases and architectural columns. The dark, masculine interior was full of lush, velvet couches and leather chairs next to low cocktail tables. A set of double doors led to what appeared to be a cafe housed in an interior atrium full of tropical plants. This first look was in stark contrast to the light, airy, feminine room the bellhop opened for us.

There were a few pieces of modern furniture mixed with whitewashed antiques and baroque ceiling insets. Crystal chandeliers adorned the ceilings of every room of the suite and double french doors filled with floral stained glass opened onto the large balcony overlooking the promenade below. Why we needed two bedrooms, I couldn’t figure immediately but the suite was also equipped with two bathrooms, a sitting area, a dinning area, and a small gourmet kitchen. A basket full of continental breakfast items sat on the counter, and I had no doubt I’d find a selection of meats and cheeses in the sleek refrigerator, along with who knows how many bottles of wine and champagne. 

The place was gorgeous and designed to keep you at your most comfortable. I was definitely comfortable, or at least getting there as I peeled off the dress I’d worn over the last fourteen hours after having a quick bite to eat. There was really only one more thing I needed after that long, lonely flight, and August was the only one I wanted it from. I made it abundantly clear. I really couldn’t figure out how he was so willing to turn me down almost as soon as we got to the room. 

When he left for his meeting, I took a good long look around the entire apartment, examining all the spots I hadn’t yet seen. Eventually, I wanted to escape. The room was way too comfortable, and I didn't want to be lulled into a false sense that I’d actually experienced a town just because I took an airplane ride to a limo to a hotel. I wasn’t unfamiliar with European cities, but it was still nice to experience new things.

I unpacked my bags, packed so pristinely by August, and pulled out some yoga gear. I put a light, but long sweater over my outfit and threw on a wide belt and a pair of super comfortable slouchy boots for the trek to the studio. I grabbed a complimentary mat from the concierge on the way out and headed out for the short walk to the metro station. I could have taken a car, but I wanted to transport myself.

I must have been hallucinating, delirious from the morning champagne and very little food. Why I thought a power yoga practice would also be a good idea, I have no idea. But on the way both to and from the studio, I felt like I was being followed. At first, I noticed a woman with her long, dark hair pulled back into a high, sleek ponytail. She wore a smart suit, and her nails and makeup were on point. But everything else about her screamed Fed. When we were almost to my stop, she moved to another car and a man passed her on his way in. He wore sunglasses with a sharp, blue suit and had a handsome beard and nice head of hair that made me immediately want to grab onto it while I rode his face into a body-shattering orgasm. I could curse August for leaving me wanting like that.

When I blinked he was already past me, and I turned to catch a glimpse of his tremendous ass, pants stretched just tight enough to tell me he didn’t bother to spend his cash on a tailor. Or maybe he did. I would have stared longer but the doors opened and I hopped off, eager to get to my drop-in class.

I decided to peel my completely soaked yoga gear off after class, opting for a quick shower and thankful the sweater dress I brought was dark enough to hide the fact that I wasn’t wearing underwear or a bra. I didn’t think anyone would mind the jiggle, either.

I was just musing over the admiring look I’d gotten from the decidedly too-young-for-me twenty-something stepping off the train with his skateboard, when I noticed Mr. Tight Pants again. Super odd. The entire train ride, I felt like I was being eye-fucked and I didn’t mind it one bit. I made sure to snap a few selfies, even though August would never let me post them on my IG page. I was blurry in them anyway. 

I still couldn’t get a good solid look at him, especially while scanning around looking for High-and-Tight as I headed for the exit. I didn’t see her until I got off at my stop on the way back to the hotel. Pony Tail tailed me all the way back to the hotel, stopping at a cafe just before I crossed the last street and stepped into the lobby. I thought about turning around and inviting her in, seeing what her reaction would be. If I was being watched, I wished a little bit that they’d traded surveillance spots. Good lord, that man was attractive, though, even behind the shades. I didn’t mind the attention at all.

August returned soon after I did, raring to go. He wanted to grab a shower, then change before his next meeting. Maybe get a bite to eat. I was exhausted from the flight, yoga, getting there and back, but he was having none of it.

“Here, start with a little bump now. We’ll get you something more substantial later.”

And who was I to say no? We showered, and he took me against the cool tile wall, finally giving me a small taste of what I’d been craving for days now. If I thought a little about a full beard and a fuller head of hair, what would it harm?

He left soon after, still defying my unquenched desire as I stretched out naked on our bed and spread my legs hoping to entice him into staying. I finally got up and dressed and headed out to find a cafe. Yes, there was food aplenty in the room, and yes, it was all probably going to go bad or get tossed when we left. I could never figure out why August was so careless with his money, so blase about extravagances. 

I finally put some substantial food into my body, and felt the energy of the sun creep inside me as well. I was refreshed and on high alert when I noticed the jogger with a hoodie and sunglasses. It was that ass again, no doubt in my mind. When things slowed down across the way at the hotel, I paid my bill and left, opting for a walk along the promenade and hoping my jogger friend would return.

If he did, I never saw him, but the long haired beauty showed up on the arm of a man with a mop of curls on his head. I smiled at the thought of how nice they looked together. After a good long stroll, I made my way back to the hotel to change and get ready for the late dinner August promised when he was done with his business.

August let me kiss him hard on the lips when he returned to find me naked and rifling through the clothes hanging in the closet. I took a chance and ran my hand down his chest, slipping my fingers between his jacket and shirt, over his belt, down between his legs. I was so pleased to find him hard already. 

“You didn’t stay in when I left, did you, Francesca?” he asked me with a hint of displeasure. “What’d you get up to?”

“Fresh air, baby. That’s all. I swear.” I moved to push his jacket off his shoulders and turned to place it on a hanger. I knew he hated wrinkling his clothes by tossing them carelessly on the floor. While he tugged at his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, I sank to my knees and asked with my eyes if I could help with his trousers. 

“You know we have plenty of food in the room and a beautiful balcony for you to lounge on. You didn’t have to go anywhere.” He reached down to grab his pants from my hands after hanging his shirt, careful to keep his stiffening cock clear from my touch. 

“You can’t keep me locked up all alone in this gorgeous suite full of all kinds of surfaces I’d like to get fucked on and expect me to wait patiently for your return.”

“Oh, that is exactly what I expect, darling. You should know that by now.” He sank to meet me on his knees, wrapping his fingers around my jaw to tilt my face towards his. 

“Well, it’s obviously too late to ask for permission now. What can I do to earn your forgiveness?” I asked with a spark in my eye, and I watched while he contemplated. It was so painfully obvious that he wasn’t interested in withholding from me again, the way he wandered into the bedroom already hard. I knew I’d won a little victory when he began to drag his fingers down my throat, over my bare chest and belly, then tucked them neatly between my legs, just as I'd done for him a few moments earlier. My eyes fluttered shut as he slipped two digits inside me, pumping slowly.

“Does that feel good? Think it’s earned?”

“It does feel good. So so good.” I moaned as he scissored and curled his fingers, seemingly seeking out the spots he knew would give me pleasure. Though I should have known I wasn't getting off that light. The sounds of pleasure caught in my throat as I felt the fingers of his other hand snake around my neck. He watched my reactions carefully and I’m sure he felt the heat ignite inside me as he squeezed gently and guided me to my back right there on the closet floor.

“Is this one of those surfaces you were bemoaning just now?” he asked, hovering over me.

I gasped out a breathy “yes” and added a “please” for good measure. He didn’t deny me, or himself, any longer. He removed his grip long enough to situate himself between my thighs and eased his cock in next to his fingers. 

“You like how that feels, don’t you? Full up, maybe too full, hmm?”

“I love the way you feel inside me, August.” 

I could tell it caught him off guard, the way I called his name like that. I pleaded with my eyes as he answered by removing one hand from between my legs and wrapping his other around my throat, tightening and loosening the squeeze in rhythm with his thrusts. When he sped up, he stopped opening his hand on my neck until he came hard inside me and then he bent to kiss the tears away as I shook while I came back down from the high. I could have sworn I heard him whisper my name when he came, but maybe I was imagining it.

We showered without another incident, though he caressed me as he helped soap my naked skin. If he didn’t have definitive plans for the evening, I probably could have sunk to my knees and convinced him to stay in, but instead he enticed me out of the shower with some more cocaine.

I dried off and found myself right back where I was just before August came back to the hotel.

“Thank you, again, for packing for me.”

“‘Of course, Francesca,” he called to me as he entered the room. “You know I love to select your outfits to make sure you feel comfortable and appropriately dressed for our outings. Will you wear the silver jumpsuit tonight?”

“Of course, August. Anything you want. You treat me so well, baby.”

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White Wolf!Bucky Barnes Masterlist

A Tainted Legacy (ao3) - The_Mishamigo sam/bucky T, 1k

Summary: After witnessing John Walker break, and murder, Sam and Bucky start to realise that he’s tearing apart Steve’s legacy. What Bucky doesn’t realise, however, is that Sam can’t help but fear what being Captain America would mean for him.

Beginning Again (ao3) - avintagekiss24 G, 1k

Summary: A random day in Bucky's recovery while in Wakanda.

Half a Dozen Bambalouni (ao3) - Marv_with_a_v bucky/m'baku T, 1k

Summary: There are a lot of things to like about summer in Jabari-Land: long walks, fermented milk drinks... and T'Challa's White Wolf, who M'Baku might care about more than he'd like to admit.

hand in unloveable hand (ao3) - steviepie steve/bucky E, 20k

Summary: Sam had mentioned Steve’s mood in his text, had told Bucky that their most recent mission hadn’t gone as planned and that Steve would most likely need some space, something Steve usually hated having when trying to take advantage of their visits. Sam had said it wasn’t good, and Bucky had thought he was prepared for it. He was prepared for not good, for less than okay.

But he wasn’t prepared for this.

(alternatively: the wakanda boxing wraps fic)

it's golden like daylight (ao3) - ilikeyougreenie steve/bucky N/R, 3k

Summary: “You prefer the White Wolf?” Steve asked, and the boy nodded profusely. Steve chuckled, holding up his hand for a high-five. “Me too, kid.”

“Steve.” Bucky hissed, aiming a kick at Steve’s ankle. The boy blinked, his intense gaze flitting over to Steve.

“You’re Steve Rogers.” The boy said, leaving no room for questioning or doubt. Steve looked back at him for a long moment, before conceding with a nod.

~ or, steve, sam & bucky go out for brunch, and steve gets recognised.

Losing Time, Missing You (ao3) - EmmaLostInWonderland steve/bucky T, 1k

Summary: “I’m doing this for us, Buck. I have to go.”

“No, you aren’t. And no, you don’t.”

// Bucky remains in Wakanda while Steve is off destroying the last of Hydra and saving the world.

Never Underestimate the Warmth (ao3) - stevesnosebump steve/bucky G, 3k

Summary: Self-indulgent fic about retired Steve vacationing in Wakanda with Bucky. And they are so in love.

No higher than a bird can soar (ao3) - scotchandwhitelies sam/bucky M, 3k

Summary: The White Wolf always comes back to the Falcon.

Always.

No matter how many times he has to leave.

One (ao3) - Face_of_Poe T, 1k

Summary: “White Wolf, huh?” Bucky tips his head back and stares at the ceiling, begs patience from a higher power he ceased to believe in somewhere ‘round about his birthday, 1945. “A little more than meditation and goat-herding?”

Point of Contact (ao3) - aeli_kindara, keire_ke bucky/m'baku, steve/bucky T, 13k

Summary: Bucky's awake in Wakanda — deprogrammed, one-armed, arriving at something like peace. M'Baku's making his own peace: with T'Challa as his king, a new vision for Wakanda and the Jabari, and his failure to live out his family's dreams.

Then a HYDRA agent shows up on the remote Jabari border.

Scars in Cyrillic (ao3) - Jemini93 G, 2k

Summary: The road to recovery isn't always smooth or linear. There will be good days and bad days. The difference now is that Bucky has people to walk it with him again. Including a teen genius of a princess.

CW: depiction of a panic attack and references to the big bad Hydra and their treatment of the Winter Soldier.

Snow White and the White Wolf (ao3) - Nelsbels bucky/darcy T, 5k

Summary: Darcy and Jane were invited to Wakanda along side Bruce Banner and Tony Stark to partake in a joint project to create a device for possible teleportation between cities or even countries, a new way of movement of the future. A project lead by the charismatic princess Shuri.

Bonding with Shuri Darcy explores the city and along the way she acquires a nickname and meets the estranged White Wolf also known to the world as the Winter Soldier.

Tethered (ao3) - paperstorm steve/bucky E, 28k

Summary: Steve wants to heal Bucky’s wounded soul with lips on his skin, to tie his shattered pieces back together and then spend the rest of his life making sure no one ever hurts his best friend ever again. He wants a lot of things that are too intense to just spring on someone he hasn’t seen in weeks, and before that, decades.

A few weeks after the events of CA:CW, Bucky wakes up in Wakanda and Steve goes to see him.

The White Wolf (fanfiction.net) - Jenthewarrior T, 37k

Summary: Bucky Barnes faces an uphill climb to reclaim his own mind in Wakanda.

The White Wolf of Wakanda (ao3) - aeli_kindara steve/bucky M, 30k

Summary: The first time Steve visits Wakanda, Bucky plans it obsessively.

He picks neutral clothes, the ones Steve will expect, trims his beard and lets Shuri tie back his hair. He studies himself in the mirror for twenty minutes in her bathroom and pulls it back out again, then keeps staring until she yells something exasperated through the door about white boys and their vanity, and he puts himself together and goes down to the plaza and completely freezes when Steve gets out of the plane.

White Wolf (ao3) - noe3489 sam/bucky N/R, 1k

Summary: Sam finds out why Bucky is called "White Wolf" in Wakanda.

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Just A Number

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Reader meets Bucky at a party and the attraction is more than either one of them wants to resist.

Notes: Since most stories are younger readers I felt like having a more mature reader could be a nice change of pace. Especially since I'm creeping up on senior discounts and want to believe Bucky could fall in love with someone like me.

I try to keep my readers description vague but, as always, she's female, tall and this one is obviously 40+

Chapter 3

Warnings: swearing, angst

3 weeks later......

Y/N was happy with her new job, not 'I love it I'm staying forever' happy but it was a pleasant enough job and should be a good stepping stone. She had more education and experience than her manager but knew better than to show off so early in her employment.

It was Wednesday morning and she was on the train to work with Dawn when her newly issued StarkTech phone rang. She didn't recognize the number but it had a Stark prefix so figured she had better answer it.

"This is Y/N."

Happy Hogan identified himself then went into a rambling diatribe about unreliable employees making his life harder and told her to meet him in HR as soon as she arrived at work.

She agreed and shook her head when he hung up.

Dawn looked over at her "Who was that?"

Y/N looked at her "Happy Hogan. He was talking so fast I barely understood any of it but something about unreliable employees. Told me to meet him in HR as soon as I get to work."

Dawn smiled "That was fast. What it means is someone fucked up and you are getting their job. It should be at least a small step up and raise. I told you they wouldn't let you rot in PR, not with your experience."

Y/N's eyes grew wide "I hope it's not anything crazy. I can't work in marketing with you, I'm so not suited for that kind of work."

Dawn shook her head "Nah, my team is all good. I heard Pepper Potts-Stark has been having a rough time finding an adequate assistant. That's a tough gig but there's travel and more of those fancy parties."

Y/N felt her stomach drop "I don't know that I'm up for that, she's one of the most powerful women in the country."

Dawn sighed "No, she's one of the most powerful women in the world. You would rock that job. I'm keeping my fingers crossed."

Y/N sighed "Doesn't she work with the Avengers a lot? Being a grunt in PR is stealth but her assistant? What if I see....?"

Dawn scoffed "Honey, you know how I feel about that. You should call him. I haven't spoken to Sam in a minute but I can ask him if you want."

Y/N shook her head "No, Sissy, please. He's an Avenger. If he was really interested he could have found me by now."

Dawn slapped her lightly on the shoulder "You make me crazy. You snuck out while he slept, maybe he thinks your lack of interest is clear."

Their station was called and Y/N sighed in relief "Saved by the bell."

Dawn glared at her "This isn't over. Make sure you text me after you talk to Happy."

They walked quickly to the building and separated when Y/N exited the elevator on the 3rd floor and walked into the HR office.

Happy Hogan greeted her when she entered. "Miss Walker?"

She nodded in response and listened carefully as he told her why he needed to talk to her. Her heart raced as she listened to the responsibilities of the position he was offering. Dawn was right, it was Pepper who needed a new assistant.

She nervously accepted the job and had to fill out a mountains worth of paperwork including a very strict NDA since she would be at the side of the head of the company and potentially interacting with Avengers and SWORD agents.

Once everything was in order, Happy led her up to Peppers office on one of the top floors and introduced her to Pepper.

Pepper greeted her with a smile "I want to be clear before we start. I know this is a difficult job so I try to be flexible when I can but I need you to keep up with me and be my memory when I need you. You're expected to wear professional attire unless I tell you otherwise and behave in a professional manner at all times. We are in this building most of the time but there is some traveling so you will need a passport. You will have an expense account to use for work related items including clothing, to ensure you are able to get what you need and keep your focus on the work.

Do you think you're up for it?"

Y/N's mouth was dry and her palms were clammy, this was a great opportunity but also a high stress environment. She cleared her throat.

"Yes ma'am. Since the Snap I've done a variety of jobs that have similar requirements."

They spoke for a few minutes before Pepper nodded and gave her a black card "I think you'll be a good fit. Happy will take you to security to update your access. After that you can get your desk set up however makes you comfortable, within reason. I'm leaving for an event at my daughter's school so you can settle in, learn your way around this floor and all I need you to do is answer the phone. I'll see you bright and early at 8. I'll text you my coffee order to grab from the shop downstairs, they'll put it on my tab. Get one for yourself, too."

Y/N nodded "Yes ma'am. Enjoy your daughter."

Pepper smiled "Thank you. You have kids?"

She nodded "Yes but mine are grown so no cute holiday shows or anything. They grow up way too fast so be there when you can."

Y/N spent the rest of the day wandering around Peppers floor, impressed by the amenities which included a small bedroom, a closet full of clothes, a bathroom, a fully stocked kitchen and a hot tub. Not to mention an amazing view of the city.

She went to her old desk and moved all her belongings to the new one and answered a few calls until her shift ended.

She met Dawn on her way out and they went out for drinks to celebrate her new job.

That weekend they went shopping for work clothes. Most of what Y/N had was showing its age so they looked for new office clothes and a couple of cocktail dresses to have in case something came up. Plus a haircut and manicure.

She felt guilty for spending almost $500 right after starting but wanted to make sure she put forth the right image that Pepper wanted.

When Y/N showed up at work on Monday morning, Pepper gushed over her new 'do and clothes which helped assuage her guilt.

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Bucky was getting sick of chasing the damn Power Broker all over eastern Europe only to miss them every time. He was haunted by dreams of Y/N and the night they spent together.

Sam was getting sick of mopey, moody, angry Bucky but his nagging only made things worse and they bickered more than usual.

After 2 weeks Sam had enough "Look, man, I know you're pining over that woman but could you please keep your head in the game? Your constant distraction will get us both hurt. Put her aside and call when we get home."

Bucky scoffed "No one is getting hurt, stop being so dramatic. And I'm not pining over anything. It was one nite, one incredible nite, but that's it. I'm not going to chase down some woman who doesn't want me."

Sam shook his head "Then stop moping and help me get this job done."

Bucky shook his head "It's not my fault we can't find this power broker person. He's obviously good at hiding and has people scared to rat him out."

Sam groaned "Sharon told me we could find him here. With all the near misses we've had, I'm almost wondering if she's helping him. She spent a lot of time in Madripoor during the Blip, living on the wrong side of the law, maybe she got caught up with him?"

Bucky scoffed "Don't be stupid, Sam."

They went another 2 weeks like this without finding their prey before they packed up and headed for home.

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2 weeks later

Y/N was getting along very well in her new job and Pepper was very pleased with her. It was a crazy job, hectic most days and occasionally slow but she was enjoying herself and learning all about Stark Industries and the business they did around the world.

They had already taken a 3 day trip to Spain and Y/N didn't think she would ever be able to stand flying commercial again. Not to mention the way Pepper was fawned over by every person they interacted with.

Today was Friday and when Y/N started work there was nothing going on until Pepper received a call from Bruce Banner. Five minutes after taking the call, Pepper buzzed her

"Grab your things, Bruce needs me to come up to the compound to check the status of his project. Be on the roof in 15. And cancel my meeting this afternoon."

Y/N felt her heart race and stomach drop. The Avengers compound. Pepper had mentioned it before and told her they would be going there on occasion but Y/N wasn't ready. She knew it was dumb, he lived in Brooklyn and wasn't there much so the odds of running into each other was slim. She hadn't told Pepper that she had met James, didn't seem important for a one night stand.

By the time she calmed her heart down she had to hurry to the roof before she was late. She climbed into the helicopter and strapped herself in.

Pepper was looking at her oddly "Are you ok? You seem a little stressed about going to the compound."

Y/N gave her the best smile she could muster and lied through her teeth "I'm fine, the helicopter makes me a little nervous but I'm alright."

Pepper nodded, unconvinced "Ok. I know I'm your boss but you can talk to me about non-work things. If you want, obviously you don't have to but you can trust me."

Y/N kept her grin up "I appreciate that, you've been a great boss. I don't want to burden you with my problems when you already have so much on your plate. It's it's fine. I'm fine." She stammered.

Pepper rubbed her arm "Well, I'm here if you need me."

They arrived at the compound and Y/N was relieved the conversation was interrupted because she felt herself weakening and almost spilled everything to Pepper.

Pepper filed it away to bring up another time and led the way to Bruce's lab.

Y/N stood quietly behind Pepper and Bruce as they spoke about some quantum thing she didnt understand but she kept notes of the entire conversation in case Pepper needed any of the info that was discussed.

When they were getting ready to leave they heard an announcement about an incoming jet and had to wait for it to land before the helicopter could leave.

Y/N was getting antsy and had that feeling in her stomach that something was coming and started hyperventilating, squeezing her eyes shut. She felt like she was in a tunnel before she felt Pepper gently take her hand, speaking softly. She opened her eyes and went along as Pepper deescalated her panic attack.

Pepper looked at her concerned "Are you alright? What happened?"

Y/N shook her head "I'm, yes, yes." Took a deep breath "No. I'm not alright." and proceeded to tell her about meeting James and every thought or feeling she had about him since. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you but it was my burden and you already have so much to deal with. A lovesick assistant shouldn't add to it, I'm supposed to help lighten your load not add to it."

Pepper scoffed softly "And you have done an amazing job of it. When I told you that you could talk to me it wasnt lip service. I meant it." She thought for a minute. "I could plan a party and you two could accidentally run into each other? Or something?"

Y/N chuckled "I don't think that's a good idea, he's obviously not interested. I don't want to force something."

Pepper smiled, like she caught the canary "You don't know that, he's a busy man. In fact the last I saw he's been overseas for awhile."

Her phone beeped "There's the pilot, that jet landed and we can go back to the Tower." they started walking towards the hangar.

Y/N smiled softly "Thanks for listening and not judging"

Pepper laughed "After my years with Tony, I've learned not to judge people for their lives."

When they entered the hangar Pepper was stopped by Sam Wilson who chatted for a minute and gave Y/N a too big smile when introduced. He made her nervous.

While they were talking to Sam, Y/N heard a voice she knew intimately coming from the jet that Sam had exited.

"You gonna help me with this equipment or stand there flirting with-" then she heard something heavy hit the ground.

Sam stepped aside but Y/N was looking at her own feet, afraid to see him, afraid to look until he spoke again "Y/N? Doll?"

She looked up nervously and felt her insides flutter and spin at how handsome he was, better than her memories, and her core heated up as she tried not to think about that nite.

She cleared her throat "Hi James."

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Chapter 4

[vientoverde]

Listen to me! How about Jay is not any office worker? Queta if he is the right hand of the head of the administration?

Even this has the consequence that Jay is in charge of almost everything, from the organization, planning, general direction, audit and even leads to Campo Missions at least once a week. His boss (the leader of the administration) is not an incompetent, but there are times that Jay wants to hit it for the idiot and missing out of the information that can be, they have this relationship of trigger friends who are well because they do not hesitate to bother to the other if they have the opportunity.

Basically. Jay is a stressed man who is surviving coffee-based and three hours of daily sleep (not necessarily hours there), holding out almost all the load of the pesoalon together tight schedules, the gaskets and scheduled meetings or that he himself scheduled and that he will destroy each printer to give him only to force people to learn to use the machine correctly (yes, Mark, you need to put paper on the printer to work. No, Lucia, hit the printer with your heels will not do it works magically, for that stop the buttons on the top of the device).

And Jay does all this while acts as a serious secretary that holds the idiocies of his boss and whose existence is the only reason why the administration does not fall to pieces.

"No, sir." Awatin said Jay. How are possible that your boss wanted to spend the funds of the organization in that way? It really was a relatively expense expense compared to the other organizations of man and may leinterese a little idea, not admit itself altigent voice, the subsequent rose, but they had higher priorities "Nodu to give us the luxury of spending the funds. A party of coexistence. You know that no one we need to be lost for the ships and offices, I will also help to supply the Medical Area for Canno agents."

"We examb, Walker!" He insisted the man while playing with the roles of his desk "I imagine Si-"

"I said no, idiot." With the papers I had in hand hit 'slightly' the head of the greatest.

"One of these days will cut your coffee supply into revenge. ' Muquor murmured as he crossed his arms "in your other life you were thus bored?"

"I do not know, I do not remember it." Answer Jay chosen from shoulders, a funny smile across the face when he noticed the obvious pigero of the greatest "and if you touch my coffee in Nuño that the Spainjitzu first first master can save you from my anger."

"I do not know or I care that's that the teacher does not know what."

Jay rolled his eyes for the comment before returning to his work, this had become a normal day for him, almost the routine, he would still thank that nothing came out of control today, he was not in the mood to repair the printer or computers again.

[whydoibe]

Ok so this gonna be one of the few what if where I don't absoulty send jay through achese grater again. But spioliers be warned

What if jay never lost his memories he still worked for the administration because he needed a purpose and was bored and the pay was good. Jay would take complete controll of realm reasighnment as the other agents were idiots he made sure each and everyone was put some where safe and sound encouraging arins parents being given a picture of arin to bring him to them he would put them in a small village with others he knew who would be kind. He has hundreds of little trinkets given to him as a little gift making sure thier safe. Than one day he'd saved all the people in non existence and a tiger man would approach him offering him a deal he couldn't refuse taking a copie of the reassigned.

Through out all of this jay would shatter his soul simply because ras never told him the consequences he did it once he hated how he felt after that more volatile sending a letter to arins parents talking about his change in scenery than the tournment would occur jay would not notice the ninja as he was sick the night when the feast occurred unfortunate I know. Than he would being hyped up that little snake kid fraq he liked him ras told him to win and he planed on it he herd who his opponent was nya the master of water his nya vs him this could be fun just a game no need to hurt each other as his eyes met hers he felt a smile form as he ran to hugg her she smilled back hugging him back he felt whole again complete. Looked behind her seeing his friends Cole looked relived Lloyd was smilling so much Zane had a look of joy he think thannya spoke.

"Jay it's you why are u working for ras"

"What you mean u know him" nyas face went still

"JAY THATS THE VILLAN" he looked at her very mad face "did you not listen to anything he said when he was indoctrinating you"

"No, I just wanted an out from the administration I did my part sending people home and to new families and also he said he knew where a kid called arin was I promised he parents to bring him to them" as jay finished nyas eyes went wide as she turned to Lloyd talking to a kid in an orange gi looking so happy. "OK so may the best ninja win"

Nya smilled "yeah, keep up." The fight well it was less of a fight but a race jay flashed with yellow and blue and was standing next to the knife smilling down at shocked nya "OK realy telportation when did you unlock that"

"He when sensis ghost thing brought me to a power source and I touched it" Jay giggled at nyas annoyance grabbing the knife winning the match arena rest as he ran over to lord ras.

"Walker what are u doing" ras yelled

"Quiting and taking fraq and jordana with me" he stated fraq jumping up and down in glee "Oi whoever u are get out of her body" Jay stated seeing jordanas eyes flash with shock and hope

"I don't know what u mean" snickered vioce breaking at multiple points.

"I can sense eltrical signals. I feel when thier being pupteried who ever u are get out of her head now" he seated eyes tighting "or I make you get out" he finished seeing true fear in her eyes but he could feel that wasnt her fear but the thing puttering her head he grabbed her collar and walked away the thing puttering her screaming a hundred words he didn't even know were swears. As followed the ninja asking nya to keep jordana of the ground he ran and hugged Cole tge two imbrasing. He than hugged Zane the cols being comforting after so many years. Hugging his little brother Lloyd who hugged him back.

"Why am I holding jordana" nya asked the teen nearly sitting her finger off

"Becuase that's not jordana that's something pupitering her now to get u out sorry jordna this will hurt" Jay placed his hand on the side of her head lighting sparking "I see u rox no hiding any more now jordana I know u can hear me j want u to run when u see the blue wall and by run run straight into it" Jay finished blue eyes glowing brighter jordana struggling before stopping Jay let her down into the bed to rest

"Why did you save her jay she's responsible" nya demanded

"Responible what could a teenager have dun that's so unforgivable that she needs to be possed" nya looked solom

" she helped ras banish kai to a place we can't reach" Jay turned to nya shock in his eyes

"K-kais gone" it only struck nya that jay didn't know that.