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THE STORY OF A FETISH ————————————————— Chapter 1 : Run
Shimai's pov
We're running, running in the forest. No matter how tired we are, we keep running, searching for a safe place. I still can't believe we ran away. Why did it come to this?
We were preparing for dinner, and I went to the toilet. But after I exit, I saw an unexpected sight. Namitsu was trapping Natsumi on the floor, grabbing a knife. I wanted to call their parents, but Namitsu's knife was so close to Natsumi's neck. I pushed Namitsu and grabbed Natsumi. We ran away from the home.
We planned to call for help, but ended up running into a forest. We are lost now, great... My legs are sore, and Natsumi is panting, pleading to stop for a while. We decided to sit down below a tree.
"Hah, hah... Why does it feel like I can't breathe here?" Natsumi complained "Why did you ask me? Hah... I'm not a teacher!"
"I can't take it anymore, I feel like I'm gonna faint." She stood up and walked away. "Where are you going?" I asked, she was the one who wanted to rest, but now she's leaving, nice. But she had a point, I'm struggling to breathe under these trees.
Natsumi didn't answer my question, she's that tired, huh... I followed her, and we continued walking... and walking... I don't know where are we going, I just want to find a place where I can sleep, even if it's an abandoned house.
"Hey, Shimai. I can see a village there!" Natsumi runs. Wow, she still has some energy to run. I forced myself to run and Natsumi was right. Infront of us is a village. Wait, this looks-
CHAPTER 1 END
#I wrote this last night#will continue after school#also#I'm planning to remake my tsoaf server#and I'll post this on wattpad or twitter or ao3 later#vocaloid#oc
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More time
More time
Title: More time.
Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.
Ship: Brock Rumlow X Double agent!Reader.
Word count: 178 words.
Rating: Teen.
Summary: You have a secret that you don’t want the Avengers know.
Major Tags: Secret, fluff.
Additional tags: This is my gift to entry to @caplanbuckybarnes BrokenHearts4Caplan Challenge with the prompt:
"I wish we had more time."
@saiyanprincessswanie
My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistakes, please let me know and I will correct them.
I don’t give any permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or languages (I translate my work myself) or the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively for my fics, please respect my work and don't steal it. There are some people here who make dividers that anyone can use, mine is not this type, please look for the other people. The only exception is the ones I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. Please let me know if you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.
Add yourself to my taglist here.
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You were on a covert mission with the Avengers. You had managed to infiltrate the Avengers Tower.
Finally, one night, the door creaked and Brock appeared, drenched in rain, a smile appeared on his face.
“You're here,” you whispered.
“I'll always be wherever you need me,” he replied, reaching over to take your hand.
You began kissing each other desperately, you knew you didn't have much time.
“I wish we had more time,” Brock said suddenly. “More time to be together, without having to hide.”
“I want that too,” you replied, you felt the tears start to build up in your eyes. “But you know we can't...not yet.”
You hugged each other tightly wishing time would stop.
“Promise me that no matter what, we'll still find a way to see each other,” you whispered to him.
“I promise,” he said, kissing your forehead softly.
He left, and a few minutes later Steve showed up.
“Who were you talking to? “he asked you.
“I was reciting some Shakespeare lines,” you lied. They weren't going to let them be discovered.
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question 15 from the agere questions !! :D
Hello anon! :D Thank you so much for asking!^^
Today's question is:
"What platforms do you usually go to for agere content? (Tumblr, Pinterest, Instagram, ect)"
To answer your question yes I do go to different platforms for agere content :3
When I first started out as a regressor I always went to instagram because it's honestly all I knew at the time as a 12-13 year old kid :> I mainly went there to see thise cute lil text post scripts of cgs and their littles and it made me so small!
Buuuut then many years later I made a friend who isn't in the community but said they read fics on Tumblr! And I was like "omg?? Wait??? I never thought of fics on other websites other than wattpad" (which I'll get to later) so! I went onto here maybe 1 or 2 years ago and I started reading! And I saw how a bunch of blogs would post a bunch of other things and just ✨️🎀✨️
Tumblr is definitely my main and holy grail for agere content
AND I BUILT THIS FYP FROM THE GROUND U P, BRICK BY BRICK
I know a lot of people make moodboards and all that stuff as content but I wanted more agere content for everyone! Which inspired me to make more and more fics! (Since I already post other fics on Twitter x]) I love that I post fics and I love that people enjoy them so much it warms my heart so greatly that people enjoy me and my content QwQ🩷
Now, speaking of fics I know it's probably not necessarily on the list BUT
I do go on wattpad for this one mha agere series and it's so so good and I love it it's been with me for like 2 or 3 years and it's EVERYTHING (I'll drop links if anyone asks I promise)
I also love to read the agere fic of a close friend of mine on AO3 too!
As for Instagram, I do still use it and have it!! Although I usually just use it to either look at art or shop for little gear! I am happy to say that at my grown age I have managed to build up a collection and have favorite shops to buy from x) BUT!! My cg and I are starting up our own Instagram profile together soon!! And I'm so excited!! ^^
I hope this answered your question anon and I hope it wasn't too long either 🧍💀
Tysm again for asking and please do ask some more!! I love doing these and I love talking to people so please flood my inbox with stuff :3🩷
On a different note, for anyone who would like to interact often but wants to stay anon, would you guys like a emoji tag thing so I know who's who (to an extent?) Please let me know in the comments! ^^
#agere#age regression#age regressor#agere blog#agere community#sfw regression#age dreaming#sfw agere#agere caregiver#pet regression
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first...second...second first
it's funny that every time i think about writing i never really know what to say. i don't remember making this account in 2018, or writing for the first time on here. i've gone back and forth between journaling--where to do it, if it's even helping me--and there's a strong chance that i'll move on from this just like the other journals and modes of expression.
i've just been kinda uninspired. i fear that i wasnt born to be an artist. i dont think i Do enough. i dont really photograph. nothing really inspires me anymore. i'm kinda worried that new york's tap has run dry, but i dont think it's effective to blame the city i live in instead of myself. this has been a problem of mine for years now. why is it so hard to express yourself?!! i feel like i have a lot in me and yet no way to show for it. i dont know if i have a good work life balance. i dont know if thats even the problem? it's just.....so easy to do nothing....? but it doesnt make me happy??? but i keep doing nothign anyway??? maybe THIS is the first step to that. there's a bit of ego in making this. like. diary public. though i dont really think anyone will see it (and i don't care (but i will tag this anyway and maybe check if it gets any notes)). but i dont mean it to be egotistical.
i am a product of post internet use. i grew up expressing myself online. i was on facebook in fifth grade, tumblr in middle school, wattpad/ao3 and stan twitter in high school, art school in college, and back on twitter as a young adult. there has never been a point where i wasn't trying to put myself out there somehow, to be seen and shared and agreed with or admired or congratulated or impressed by. this pressure To Be Seen at 24 feels the most strong. the strongest ever felt. everywhere all the time i see and am told that i have so much time and that 20s are just the beginning. but it doesnt feel that way at all. it LOOMS over me. life shouldnt be Established but it should be.....Impressive? thats the second time i used impressive in this post so thats some subconscious thing going on there. But much of life right now is waking up, going to work, hating work, coming home, sitting on the couch until it's time for bed (which i either fall asleep right there or lazily flop into bed--and consequently miss taking my antianxiety meds), and then i wake up all over again. there's nothing to really show for. i don't feel like an interesting person. i dont feel like i do enough for myself. i guess i have a fear that i will be in this cycle for so long that one day it's 20 years later and nothings reallllllly changed. like. fundamentally.
i cannot think that far ahead. i have no ten year plan, 5 year, one year, 6 months...but i will be a fucking doomer about myself every chance i get. it's, of course, easier to catastrophize in the moment. lower expectations = less chance of disappointment! i think it's also interesting that the only things i really journal about are negative thoughts. wtf is that about. i'm not even necessarily unhappy right now.
things that make me feel Happy:
having enough food in the house that i can make something without having to go out or order in
laying in the sun on the beach after getting bodied by waves
creme soda
when i'm wearing a dress and dont care about my underwear showing (i like to spread! im sitting knees up at my desk right now!!)
catching someone i like looking at me (does it mean anything extra if they're drinking something at the same time....? and they don't break eye contact...?)
customizable internet--the past now....i remember when tumblr was a WEBSITE more than an APP. we must free ourselves from The Profile.
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Instagram and Twitter and pintrest and reddit are not writer friendly, it's not intuitive where and how to post original works. Ao3 is a fanfiction site and the people looking at the original works tag are looking for porn 90% of the time. Wattpad has always been predatory. Tumblr culture already isn't geared towards fanfiction on the best of days and original writers get swallowed up by people not wanting to read a chapter, or reblog to a read later tag, or just not wanting to read in general. So where the hell are people who want to update chapter by chapter supposed to go? What are they supposed to do? I'll have chapters of works that get 20 notes but the only ones that aren't me are likes only. What are we supposed to do?
Hey btw tumblr and the internet as a whole fucking hates original writing so support your local writer
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A forgotten anniversary
A forgotten anniversary
Title: The first time he saw her.
Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.
Ship: Steve Rogers X Reader.
Word count: 585 words.
Square: 20 “Forgotten about.”
Rating: Teen.
Summary: Steve forgot the anniversary.
Major Tags: Angst, little warning.
Additional tags: This is my entry for the @fandom-free-bingo Valentine’s edition.
Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.
@saiyanprincessswanie
My native language is Spanish, so I wanna improve my writing skills in English. Please let me know if you notice any mistakes, and I will correct them.
I don’t give any permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or languages (I translate my work myself) or the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively for my fics, please respect my work and don't steal it. There are some people here who make dividers that anyone can use, mine is not this type, please look for the other people. The only exception is the ones I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. Please let me know if you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.
Add yourself to my taglist here.
My other media where I publish: Ao3, Wattpad, ffnet, TikTok, Instagram, Twitter.
If you like it, please vote, comment, and give me feedback to improve my skills and reblog.
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The clock struck 7:30 p.m., and Steve had not spoken. You had gotten up early that morning with a smile and carefully planned everything to celebrate their anniversary: dinner at home, his favorite wine, the movie you were both looking forward to seeing and maybe a couple of surprises you had saved for later.
The day was slow. You had waited all day hoping that, at some point, Steve might call or text you, but nothing. You didn't know if it was due to a mission or if he was too busy with work. “He's probably too busy, as usual,” you thought, trying to keep calm.
But as time passed, you decided to get ready for dinner and pour yourself a glass of wine. At least you would enjoy that. As you did so, your thoughts went back to your morning conversation. When you had mentioned that this day was his anniversary, you thought, at least he would remember.
The table was set, the candles were lit, and the main course was served. Everything was ready. But he hadn't arrived. “Maybe he's stuck in traffic,” you thought once again, though you knew it was an excuse. You didn't want to admit what you really feared: that he had forgotten.
At 9 p.m., you decided to text him. A simple “everything okay?” as if nothing was wrong, but deep down you were hoping to hear an apology or some explanation.
Steve's reply came quickly, but it was something you hadn't expected.
“Sorry, doll. The mission got complicated. I'm back at the base. I'll see you tomorrow.”
Your heart skipped a beat. “Back on base?” He said nothing about the anniversary. Nothing to indicate that he had somehow remembered it. He didn't mention anything about the day you both hoped to celebrate.
Suddenly, all the work you had put into the evening, all the expectations and excitement you had stored up, seemed to crumble. Part of you wanted to understand; you knew your work was important, but the other part, which had been preparing you for weeks for that special moment, felt a deep emptiness. Why hadn't you remembered? How could you forget? How could you forget?
With a sigh, you got up and began to clean the table, clearing away all the ambience you had created. Hours passed, and Steve didn't arrive.
“Why?”
Finally, at 11:00 p.m., you decided to go to bed. “Maybe tomorrow,” you said to yourself.
The next day, when you woke up, there was no sign of Steve in the apartment. Suddenly the sound of the door was heard. Steve walked in as if nothing had happened.
“How are you? I'm so sorry about last night, but you know how missions get complicated.”
“Did you forget? Did you forget our anniversary?”
Steve's smile disappeared instantly. His eyes widened, and for a second, he looked confused. “Anniversary?” he repeated as if those words made no sense. “Oh no...I forgot...no, it can't be... I promise I didn't mean to.”
You sat down on the couch, feeling tears pooling in your eyes. Steve rushed over, but you pulled away. “All I wanted was to spend the day with you. I planned all of this, Steve. All of it.”
Steve kneeled in front of you, his hands reaching for yours. “I'm so sorry. I know this doesn't excuse what I did.”
“Maybe next time,” you murmured, ”maybe next time you'll remember. But if you forget again, you might as well say goodbye to something you love.”
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Feelings
Summary: You and Steve have feelings for each other.
Warnings: Fluff, mention of a mission, hurt character
Pairings: Steve Rogers X Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.!Reader.
Square Filled: 3 “Feelings accidently revealed”.
Word Count: 211 words.
A/N: This is my entry to @avengersbingo Avengers Bingo Round 4.
You can read it on Wattpad and Ao3 too.
@saiyanprincessswanie.
My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistakes, please let me know and I will correct them.
I don’t give any kind of permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or languages (I translate myself my work) or the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively for my fics, please respect my work and don't steal it. There are some people here who make dividers that anyone can use, mine is not this type, please look for the other people. The only exception is the ones I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. If you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts, please let me know. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.
Add yourself to my taglist here.
My other media where I publish: Ao3, Wattpad, ffnet, TikTok, Instagram, Twitter.
If you like it, please vote, comment, and give me feedback to improve my skills and reblog.
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You and Steve Rogers had shared many missions together for a long time. However, neither of you had been able to reveal your true feelings for each other.
One afternoon, after training, Steve was showing you some reports of the latest missions, and without realizing it, you ended up leaning against his body, and as soon as you realized it, you broke away.
“I'm sorry, I think I got a bit excited,” you muttered, looking away, embarrassed.
“Don't worry about it,” Steve replied with a nervous smile. “I think we should... keep training."
Later that week, during a mission together, you and Steve found yourselves trapped. You had been injured, and Steve took you in his arms to carry you to safety.
“Are you all right?“ Steve asked in a concerned voice as he examined the wound. You nodded, although you weren't sure you were going to make it. “Does it hurt?“
“Steve, I love you,” you suddenly confessed. Steve opened his eyes as wide as he could; he wasn't expecting anything like this.
“Don't worry, everything will be fine; I'll take care of it,” he promised before you blacked out. “I love you too.” Steve hoped you had caught that sentence.
Everything will be fine when you wake up.
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Love, love
Title: Love, love.
Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.
Ship: Steve Rogers X 40’s!Reader.
Word count: 690 words.
Rating: Teen.
Summary: You and Steve are in love.
Major Tags: Time travel, unexpected kiss, dating.
Additional tags: This is my entry to @multifandom-flash, Valentine’s day card & square 5:
"Garden of love.”
You can read it on Wattpad and Ao3 too.
@saiyanprincessswanie
My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistakes, please let me know and I will correct them.
I don’t give any kind of permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or languages (I translate myself my work) or the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively for my fics, please respect my work and don't steal it. There are some people here who make dividers that anyone can use, mine is not this type, please look for the other people. The only exception is the ones I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. If you find any of my works on a different platform and are not one of my accounts, please let me know. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.
Add yourself to my taglist here.
My other media where I publish: Ao3, Wattpad, ffnet, TikTok, Instagram, Twitter.
If you like it, please vote, comment, and give me feedback to improve my skills and reblog.
Tags: @sinceimetyou @unnuevosoltransformalarealidad @navybrat817 @angrythingstarlight @shield-agent78 @charmed-asylum @pandaxnienke @real-fbi @smokeandnailz @white-wolf1940 @tenaciousperfectionunknown @xoxonotme @bluemusickid @leyannrae @harrysthiccthighss @marvelatthisone @caplanbuckybarnes @sapphire-rogers @lizzieolseniskinda @notyourtypicalrose @hallecarey1 @nana1000night @talia-rumlow @writingshae @alexxavicry @azulatodoryuga @daemonslittlebitch @chaoticcollectivenightmare @endlesstwanted @chemtrails-club @marigoldreamer @whiskeytangofoxtrot555 @here4thefanfics @theestorm @patzammitt @kmc1989 @somegirlfrom
1937
It all started with a playful glance during painting class and, a few weeks later, a small smile when you noticed the paint stain on Steve's nose.
Steve was too shy to talk to you, and you had ignored all the times Bucky tried to flirt with you.
You were beginning to consider talking to Steve and asking him out for ice cream. Although the last thing you wanted was for his friend to be included in the plan too, you needed him to be alone.
You decided that today would be the day, but first, you had made a plan. One of your friends was going to entertain Barnes so you could talk to Steve; it would be at the end of the class, although you were also going to owe him a trip to the cafeteria, not to mention that you had to put up with her for ten minutes laughing at what you asked her.
"It's beautiful," Steve said, standing behind you.
“Excuse me?" You turned to face him; maybe what you liked the most were his beautiful blue eyes.
“Not you, your painting; I mean, you are beautiful too." Steve now sounded confused; he wasn't even sure what he meant.
“Thanks, Steve."
“Ehm Y/N..."
Wait a minute, he knew your name? You were so excited that you stopped listening to what he was saying; you weren't invisible to him.
“Well, from your silence, I guess that's a no," Steve said, disappointed.
“I'm sorry? I didn't hear you say, “ You wanted to hit yourself; you hadn't paid attention to him.
"Doyouwanttogotothemovieswithme?" Steve repeated it more nervously, turning red.
“Is Saturday okay with you?"
“Sure, I'll pick you up at six."
On the day of the date, you stole a kiss from Steve.
1942
“You want to go to the Stark Expo?" Yeah. Bucky wants us to go on a double date.
You agreed, although it was a little awkward, especially since Bucky's date wouldn't shut up and wouldn't stop repeating how awesome and amazing Barnes was. You were about to shove the bag of popcorn in his mouth, if that would shut him up.
1945
Steve's time in the war was unbearable; you didn't see each other, although you got a letter from him every week without fail.
All you wanted was for it to be over so you could be with him again.
Until the fateful day came, that morning you woke up with a strange feeling. As soon as you opened the door, you knew what it meant. As soon as you saw that woman standing there, you didn't even hear what she was saying; you knew what had happened.
When the war was over, you and Steve were supposed to get married. It was all set; all he had to do was go home.
If there was any way...
2023
“Are you sure about this?" Bucky asked Steve.
“I have a promise to keep; I don't even want to imagine how bad Y/N has been having it, “Steve answered. He simply couldn't stop thinking about the same thing; no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find any information. It wasn't possible that you had vanished; he was sure of what he experienced; however, it wasn't until he made the time trip with the others that he understood everything.
“Say hello to her for me; don't forget your speech on the big day."
“I'm not as much of an idiot as you are."
“You're more."
1945
You frowned in annoyance. It was the tenth time you had tried to read the recipe, and there was always a different interruption. However, when you opened the door, you dropped the container you were holding.
“S-Steve? “ You feared your senses were deceiving you.
“I promised you I'd come back," Steve said as he picked up the container.
“But... "
“I couldn't let you down, honey." Steve took your hand, leaving the container on the small table next to the door.
“Everything was ready."
“I was the only one missing, wasn't I? I'm here; everything will be all right, I promise."
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that last paragraph, tho...
Yeah.
AO3 gets an audience because its structure is accessible to readers in ways that FF.net and Wattpad (and omg Twitter I cannot believe people are writing fic on Twitter) are not.
But there is no "outreach" on AO3. There is no way to post that gets you more readers. There is no "pester your friends/minions to reblog/ like/ subscribe/ etc." that will get you more readers. There is no "best fics listed at the top" (except indirectly, by Kudos or Bookmark sorting... which the readers get to choose; there is nothing you-the-author can do to make that happen).
AO3 provides storage, not outreach. If you want outreach, you have to do that elsewhere.
When I get into a new fandom, I often sort by kudos... completed fics only... no crossovers... no A/B/O... no G or T rated fics. I want to see the M & E fics that everyone in the fandom enjoys; that'll give me a sense of what's in the fandom that I'll like. Later, I pick a pairing, throw in a bunch of exclusions, and sort by word count - and that'll find the older fics as well, and the ones brought in from other archives with minimal tagging.
The fun thing about that approach: I get to discover the really awesome G & T rated fics much much later, by word of mouth from actual other fans. (Grammar matters to me. The explicit stuff isn't always better written than the tame fluff, but it does skew that way.)
I alternate between "amused" and "sympathetic" to the people who are seriously disturbed by some of what they find on the archive, and honestly believe it's dangerous and harmful. Because unless it's illegal (by US law), it's not going away.
People who think "this kind of fiction is harmful to my community" will have to prove something other than "I hate seeing this because it's gross and immoral."
A lot of the anti arguments sound like the same kind of rhetoric that was used in California's Prop 8 trial. Prop 8 was the law that banned same-sex marriage that was later overturned; a lot of the arguments against it boiled down to, "but Your Honor - GAY PEOPLE!! Getting MARRIED!!!"
And the judge basically said, "You're going to have to connect the dots a little better for me to rule that this is a problem."
People who want to convince the OTW that it should stop hosting some kinds of fic, are going to need something a lot stronger than "but this is UGLY!!! Like really really ugly! It makes people think about horrible things!!!"
If they believe it makes people do horrible things, they're going to need evidence, not emotional reactions.
Until they have that, the answer is going to be, "well, then... don't read those fics."
"AO3 is a safe space for writers to post without threat of deletion" - but don't writers already have that on their own hard drives, or something like pastebin? I swear, I'm not trying to bad-faith, but do "right to write things without anyone stopping you" and "right to access an audience as effectively as possible" really belong as one?
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It's irrelevant.
AO3 was set up to preserve fic from deletion. And it fulfills this purpose.
If you want to critique the entire founding philosophy behind AO3, that's totally valid. What you're asking for then is for no archive like AO3 to exist and for fic archiving to look more like Wattpad or FFN. That's a reasonable stance, just one I personally strongly disagree with.
The "stay on your own hard drive" thing goes both ways. I could equally say that readers who don't like AO3's philosophy and style should stay offline--or that they should take the much more reasonable approach of reading fic on one of the many other options out there.
There is no guaranteed right to other people's labor.
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Cost
Title: Cost.
Fandom: Marvel, Captain America, The Gifted.
Ship: Steve Rogers & Clarice Fong (Friends).
Word count: 556 words.
Square: B1 “Short term gains at a long term cost.”
Rating: Teen.
Summary: Steve asked Clarice for help.
Major Tags: Mention of betrayal.
Additional tags: This is my entry to @marvelrarepairbingo, @marvelrarepairs Marvel Rare Pair Round 3 2024. MRP-066.
Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.
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2016
Clarice looked strangely at the message that had just arrived on her mobile phone; it could only mean one thing, and perhaps all the peace of mind they had had so far could be interrupted.
Clarice arrived at the place at the appointed time. She had not stopped having that strange feeling; she simply wanted to know what was going on. A few minutes later, out of the shadows, Steve came out.
“What's going on, Cap? “she asked, and she could immediately see the concern on his face.
“Clarice, I need your help, rather than that of the mutants in the underground," Steve said in a serious tone, sighing before continuing to speak. “The Sokovia Accords are affecting all superheroes, but especially the mutants; several are being locked up, and you know exactly what will follow."
Clarice frowned. This time the situation looked bleaker; they didn't want to be on the run again, being chased by the Sentinels again.
“I'm with you, Cap, but I'll need more detailed explanations. How can we help?"
“I need to get Bucky to safety, and then we can plan a good strategy to make it clear to Congress that Ross is completely wrong," Steve replied.
“Marcos and John can handle that; maybe they'll need Lorna's help. We could use Esme to convince them.
“No, no powers; it has to be with arguments," Steve asked, still hoping that he could convince them that Bucky wasn't the culprit.
“Cap, sometimes humans can be complicated. No offense."
“What I need is for Bucky to be safe; he's not."
“I know, Esme told us, but you should be careful with Stark; he won't hesitate for a second to betray them," Clarice warned.
“Could you also help me get the evidence?"
“We could try; I can't say for sure."
Clarice made some calls; they had to come up with a plan fast. For all they knew, everything was moving too fast in too short a time, and they were sure that in less than a week, they wouldn't be safe anymore.
“Cap, no matter what happens, just remember that the cost they will have to pay if they make the mistake of approving them will be very large in the future because they will never be able to call or assemble a team in time," Clarice said.
2018
Steve looked around, trying to understand what had just happened. He didn't understand how it was possible that they hadn't been able to stop Thanos; they just hadn't had enough time to put together an effective plan, but it really wasn't their fault.
He turned to look at the group of mutants. He could almost hear them repeating to him what Clarice had told him a few years earlier. He had no reason to feel guilty now.
“How is it possible that they didn't stop him? How are we supposed to deal with this whole mess?“ Ross snapped.
“That's none of our business. A few years ago, someone told me that the cost you would have to pay in the future for approving the Accords would be very high, and so it is. Hold yourself and all those who approved them responsible; since you failed to detect a threat in time, find a solution," Steve said, then stood up and left the room.
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Fixing
Fixing
Title: Fixing.
Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.
Ship: Steve Rogers X Reader.
Word count: 316 words.
Rating: Teen.
Summary: Steve wants to fix the time.
Major Tags: Time travel.
Additional tags: This is my entry to @sweetspicybingo, Hurt/Comfort Bingo Card & square 7:
"Left behind.”
@saiyanprincessswanie
My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistakes, please let me know and I will correct them.
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Steve knew he had one last chance to fix the past. He had thought about how to return to the time when he was happy, maybe it was too risky, he was aware of the consequences it could have, but he didn't want to suffer anymore.
The Avengers' base was quiet that night. Steve was on the balcony, looking at the starry sky, when Bucky approached. There was a sadness in his gaze, one that Steve recognized well.
“Steve, I know you have an important decision to make,” Bucky said, breaking the silence. “You're going to return the Gems, and I also know what that could mean for you. You could stay in the past, with Peggy.”
Steve looked down.
“Yeah, I've thought about that. I could have the life I always wanted, the life I lost.”
“Buck, Peggy will always be a part of me and my past,” Steve said in a shaky voice. “But I can't live in the past. Besides there's something more important.
That's when Bucky understood everything.
“Good luck, then.”
“Don't worry, I'll fix everything, I promise.”
2008
Steve walked fast, he knew that just that day was your first day as an official S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and you were running late.
He would also make sure that they didn't find his self from that time, that Thanos didn't kill you to defeat him, this time he was going to do things right, and he would manage to convince Fury.
He planned everything so that you would run into him and take him to the Triskelion. As it was, Steve was happy that things were going his way. He was going to take care of you as he had promised.
“I'm here,” Steve whispered. “And I'm not going anywhere.”
“Did you say something? “you asked.
“I just say thank you.”
“Maybe later we can go to a coffee shop,” you proposed.
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Wanna see you
Wanna see you
Title: Wanna see you.
Fandom: Marvel, Captain America.
Ship: Jack Rollins X Reader.
Word count: 199 words.
Square: 8 “I want to see you”
Rating: Teen.
Summary: Dates with Jack can be difficult.
Major Tags: Fluff.
Additional tags: This is my entry to @eclipsingbingo The Rising Moon Flash Event 2024.
Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.
@saiyanprincessswanie
My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistakes, please let me know and I will correct them.
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Dates with Jack were an eagerly awaited escape.
It was a Friday night, and you had planned dinner with Jack. You were ready when you got a text from him.
Sorry, I have to cancel tonight—a last-minute mission. I'll call you when I can.
Several days passed with no word from him, and you started worrying. One night your phone rang. It was Jack. Your heart stopped for a moment, thinking the worst.
“Hey," he said in a tired, but relieved voice, "I'm sorry I disappeared. It's been a long mission.
“I missed you," he replied.
“I missed you too," he replied. I want to see you. I need to see you. "
You were silent, it was strange, what had happened to him?
“Are you at home? “he asked.
“I am. "
“I'm close by. I'll be there in ten minutes. "
Minutes later, you heard the sound of his car pulling up in front of your house. You ran to the door and opened it before he could ring the bell. Without saying a word, he hugged you tightly.
“You don't know how much I needed this," he murmured against your neck.
“Me too," you said.
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Kites
Kites
Title: Kites.
Fandom: Marvel, Fantastic Four.
Ship: Sue Storm & Johnny Storm.
Word count: 241 words.
Square: 4 “Kite flying.”
Rating: Teen.
Summary: Sue wanna fly some kites with his brother like when they were children.
Major Tags: Fluff.
Additional tags: This is my entry to @marvelrarepairbingo, @marvelrarepairs Marvel Rare Mini Event Spring Fling 2024. SFW Spring Fling Bingo Card #3.
Links: Wattpad, Ao3, Spanish version.
@saiyanprincessswanie
My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistakes, please let me know and I will correct them.
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Sue was looking for some things in the boxes they had in the attic, she smiled when she found the old kites that she and Johnny used to fly when they were kids or just wanted to get out of trouble.
She couldn't remember the last time they had flown them, plus the situation that all the superheroes were going through right now was too stressful, so maybe it was time for them to make some space for themselves and get back to the activity they enjoyed so much.
He didn't tell Johnny where they were going, he simply asked him to come along. The confusion was evident on his brother's face when they came to a large open field.
“What are we doing here? “Johnny questioned.
“We're going to have a beautiful brotherly moment, just like when we were little. "
“Don't even think I'll let you turn me into your makeup test model again, you've never been good at that," Johnny warned.
All that makeup always looked bad and Johnny looked awful, sometimes it was even too much work to remove all that makeup.
“No, we'll just do something quieter," she replied, pulling out the kites.
“We're too old for that, aren't we? “Johnny's eyebrow rose.
“And so, you're the life of the party? Go fly your kite," Sue ordered.
A few minutes later they were both laughing as they flew the kites, just like in the old days.
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