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lazyangeltreemoney · 5 years ago

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Emergency Contact

Oneshot, Rich Kid AU

Description: James Barnes has been Y/N’s best friends since they were kids, even though they seem to come from completely different worlds. So much so that Bucky lists Y/N as his emergency contact, but the spoiled rich kid has to learn the hard way that Y/N has a life too.

Pairings: Rich-Kid!Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 5991

Warnings: swearing, Bucky being a brat, car crash, hospitals, character injury, police stations, ANGST

A/N: this one is angsty AF and involves two idiots being in love. also gotta love a little bit of feisty!reader, hope y’all enjoy.

“So Y/N the demo sounds amazing-”

RING RING RING

Y/N almost jumped out of her seat trying to silence her phone. Sat in the big office, the man sat opposite her with lots of big gold records in frames behind him gave her a judgemental stare.

“Sorry about that, as you were saying, Mr Graves,” Y/N spoke, trying to sound as professional as possible.

She was so close, this could be it, her big break. Finally, she sat in the office with Mr Jimmy Graves, one of the biggest music producers on the scene. All the fame and fortune, she could almost taste it. It would make all those nights singing in shitty bars worth it.

“As I was saying, the demo is amazing, your voice, out of this world, but I’m afraid that you’re not the look we’re going for at the moment.” Mr Graves finished on a low note.

“I’m sorry, what?” Y/N choked out, no, no this couldn’t be happening.

Just as Mr Graves tried to downplay crushing her dreams by offering her a role as a backing singer on some other artists track, her infernal phone rang again.

RING RING RING

No longer caring about anything the man had to say anymore, she answered it.

“Hello, who is this?” Y/N seethed out, she tried her best to not sound pissed off but she was not having a good day.

“Hello, is this Miss L/N, I’m calling from the 87th precinct, you’ve been listed as James Barnes emergency contact, I’m sorry ma’am but you’ll have to come down to the station,”

It probably wasn’t a good idea to be speeding on the way to a police precinct but when it came to Bucky Y/N didn’t care. Parking her car up by the sidewalk, she rushed out into the precinct. When she walked in one of the detectives practically swept her up and led her to where they were holding Bucky.

The detective looked tired and was holding a cup of coffee. As Y/N followed him down the halls towards the interrogation room he seemed to look more and more pissed off. Y/n could only assume he had been interrogating Bucky, god he could be an ass when he wanted to. She even felt sorry for the detective.

They eventually reached a room at the end of the hall. The detective opened it to show Bucky handcuffed to the desk. The room had dark walls and a blinding white light directly over Bucky. Behind him was a one-way mirror where Y/n could see some bloody marks on Bucky’s back. His face was bruised, along with his hands looking bloody.

“Jesus Buck.” Y/N sighed at the sight of him.

Bucky raised his head to look at her. He was so focused on her that he didn’t even look at the detective that uncuffed him.

“Looks like Daddy’s bailed you out, my superiors have told me to let you go… don’t let me see you again, Barnes.” The detective warned him in a low tone.

“And I was about to add you to the Christmas card list.” seethed sarcastically as he got up out of the chair.

Bucky knew the drill and knew where to collect his stuff. He walked past Y/N and down the corridor, completely blanking her. It’s fine, not as if I’m here to pick your ass up away. Y/N looked back at the detective who was giving her an apologetic stare.

“You his girlfriend or something?” The detective asked.

“Nope, do I dare ask what he was taken in for?” Y/N winced as if she was bracing for impact.

“Assault and destruction of property, it was a bar fight that got out of hand apparently.” The detective explained.

“Thank you, Detective.” Y/N sighed and went to follow after Bucky.

“Ma’am if I could offer some advice, rich boys like Barnes take everything for granted, don’t let him take you for granted as well.” The detective’s wisdom, however, didn’t sit right with her.

She wanted to argue back at him, tell him that he didn’t know Bucky but Bucky was calling her from down the end of the hall telling her to hurry up. The detective only flashed her a look of ‘I told you so’ before Y/n went racing out after Bucky.

When Y/N got outside Bucky was smoking a cigarette. He looked a little more cooled down from earlier but still relatively annoyed. The orange embers at the end of the cigarette seemed to illuminate him in an amber glow. Even bruised and bloodied he still looked beautiful. Y/n had known Bucky since they were children and she had always thought he was beautiful. Bucky glanced up at Y/N and took one long drag on the cigarette before stubbing it out.

“How the hell did my Dad even know I was here?” Bucky groaned as he walked with Y/n to her car.

“You’re Dad probably knows one of the officers, still it’s nice of him to bail you out for what, the tenth time this month?” Y/N argued with him, she really didn’t want to fight with Bucky right now but sometimes it was the only way to get anything through his thick skull.

“What does it matter to you?” Bucky argued back, stopping dead in his tracks.

Because I care about you, you idiot.

“You know listing me as your emergency contact doesn't mean I’m at your beck and call at any point.” Y/N tried to remind him that she had a life as well.

“Please, I’m not taking you away from much, your nights of singing in dirty bars and songwriting for cheesy commercials are oh so important to you all of a sudden?” Bucky questioned in his ever sarcastic tone.

“God, could you stop being such a spoiled rich kid for two seconds.” Y/N groaned

“I’m just saving you some time Doll, you really think you’re gonna make it big one day like this?” Bucky’s sarcastic questions were cutting through her like a knife. Every harsh word from him was another stab at her. How could he say such things? Had he always been this harsh and Y/N was just blind to it?

“Just because I have to work for what I want doesn’t make it impossible Barnes, I haven’t been gifted everything I want like you.” Y/N was trying to hold back the tears, god she really hated fighting with him.

“Y/N, that’s the only way you get anything in life, but I’ll tell you what, if you want to spend the rest of your life singing in the same bars uninterrupted then I’ll take you off my emergency contact, hell I’ll take you off my whole contact list,” Bucky yelled at her.

Maybe it was the fact that she had just had her dreams crushed once tonight already made Bucky’s words sting so much. The fact that she had been told she doesn’t have the right look, the fact that Bucky, who had once believed so heavily in her dreams, was now trying to tear them down. Spite is an excellent motivator, however.

“Fuck you Bucky,” Y/N wasn’t sure what came over her but she shoved Bucky into the lampost, she felt god damn feral and Bucky could only watch her in shock. “I’m going to make it so fucking big, my names going to be in lights, in every talk show hosts mouth, my songs are going to be on the radio and I’m going to sing in the biggest arenas on this planet and I’m going to earn every second of it, meanwhile you will just be some spoiled rich kid who is only known as George Barnes’ brat.” Y/N’s words dripped out of her like venom as she walked away from Bucky.

It was only when she had her back turned could she let the tears finally escape her. She didn’t care that she was meant to pick him up, he could walk home for all she cared. Right now she needed to be as far away from him as possible. As she drove herself home could think of Bucky and how things had become so messed up.

He was once such a sweet and kind boy, being her best friend and supporting her for as long as she could remember. She remembered the nights when Bucky wouldn’t miss a single one of her performances, always insisting every time she sang was better than the last. Now, he was almost unrecognisable. It was as if time had taken the kind boy and replaced him with a selfish and cruel man. Y/N decided that night that she didn’t need Bucky, that she was going to make it big without him and it was going to be glorious.

The crowd applauded as Y/N bowed slightly and bid the crowd goodnight. Stepping down from the stage another singer walked up on the stage and introduced themselves. A year had passed since Y/N left Bucky outside that police precinct and she was actually doing pretty well for herself.

Less than a month after the fight she had managed to get a job at a classy club in Manhattan full time. It was owned by a wealthy man named Loki who seemed to love Y/N’s voice more than anything else in the world. He paid her well and let her have her pick of the setlist, luck seemed to suddenly be in her favour. For nine months it was bliss… until James Fucking Barnes brought the club off Loki and became the new owner.

Y/N had no proof but she was convinced Bucky had brought the place purely to spite her. That he was desperate to make her feel as if she couldn’t do anything without him. It’s not even as if Y/N could have left, where else was she going to get a job she loved that paid her this well? So for the past three months, she had been avoiding Bucky like the plague. Only talking to him when absolutely necessary, not caring that he was now her boss.

Every night that Bucky knew Y/N was performing he was there at the club. Every night he would listen to her angelic voice, watch her take the crowds breath away as she sang and every night he would realise how wrong he was. Y/N would walk on stage in a beautiful dress that would always leave him tongue-tied and make his heart stop. You would think six months away from her would have given him time to figure out what to say to her… but it didn’t. How do you apologise for being an ass to your best friend for years?

He didn’t mean to become such a monster, but power had grown on him like a tumour. He felt untouchable, nothing he did matter anymore. Any problem he had he could simply throw money on and it would disappear. Anyone he wanted usually wanted him just as much. Soon he became as cold as his money. Even his childhood best friend couldn’t make him come back to reality.

Y/N leaving also made Bucky have another heartbreaking realisation… he loved her. When Y/N walked away from him that night at first he tried to not care. He still went out, got into fights, danced with whoever he liked and drank as much as he wanted. But none of it filled the hole in his heart. It was in a noisy night club with a girl trying to climb on his lap that he realised that he would much rather be in Y/N’s small apartment and having Y/N cuddle up against him. He missed the nights where they would talk about everything and nothing all at once. The nights where they would drink and Y/n would get the courage to show him the new songs she’d been working on.

When he found out that Y/N was singing at the Heimdal, a club that his Dad was looking to buy, he leapt at the chance. He hoped that by becoming her boss she would have to talk to him, they would have a heartwarming reunion and somehow fall in love. However, Y/N had been cold and curt to Bucky the second he walked back into her life.

Y/N waltzed over to the bar, feeling absolutely parched after her last set. Sam, the bartender, handed her a glass of water and then handed her another drink. This one looked like some kind of fruity cocktail, definitely not what she’d ordered. Y/n shot him a confused look.

“It’s from him again,” Sam sighed giving her an apologetic look, “It’s here if you want it.”

“I won’t.” Y/N grimaced.

Bucky’s new tactic to get her to talk to him wasn’t even talking to her, but to have Sam always give her some fancy drink after her set. Guess he’s still just throwing money at his problems. Annoyed, Y/N sat down on one of the bar stools and took another sip of water. She knew she shouldn’t have but briefly looking over her shoulder she saw Bucky sat in one of the clubs’ booths. He did look a little better than when she last saw him. He'd cut his hair shorter and shaved his beard, that combined with his navy suit made Y/N’s heart skip a beat.

However, the sight of a girl sat next to him, clearly trying to get in his lap made Y/N cringe. One second he was buying Y/N drinks and the next he was getting off with other girls. A small amount of jealousy boiled in her stomach… but she couldn’t say why. Y/N had watched him go on plenty of dates during college, she never felt jealous then but now she can’t stand the sight of Bucky and this bimbo.

Y/N was pulled from her thoughts by a stranger sitting next to her. He called over to Sam asking for a scotch and gestured to Y/N.

“-And another round for the Lady when she finishes her drink.” The man spoke.

“What’s the occasion?” Y/n asked cautiously at him with a raised brow.

“Nothing much just heard the most angelic voice in America, is all.” The man said nonchalantly with a smirk on her face.

A slight blush appeared on Y/N’s face and she moved a strand of hair behind her ear. No one had complimented her on her voice like that before, not even Bucky. Trying to not seem too fluster, Y/N sat up a little straighter.

“So what brings you here tonight, Mr…?” Y/N asked, giving a genuine smile.

“Tony Stark, a friend of mine kept saying that they had an actual angel perform here, turns out he wasn’t wrong.” He took another sip of his drink and winked at Y/N.

“Wait, Stark as in Stark Records…” Y/N whispered the last part as the realisation hit her.

Tony Stark, the owner of Stark Records had just brought her a drink and said that she liked her voice, called it angelic in fact.

“Yes, don’t tell me you’re going to faint.” Tony teased

“No promises.” Y/n let out a faint laugh, still in shock.

Tony and Y/N had been chatting briefly, he asked her about what music is liked, the conversation moved onto Y/N’s original music and Tony was practically begging to hear some demos. Y/N matched his excitement, this was the happiest she had felt in so long. Tony listened to one of her songs through her headphones and he knew that she was going to be his next star.

“So, what do you say that you stop singing for Barnes and start singing for me, I’ve been looking for a new star and honestly Y/N, you’d be perfect.” Tony offered.

“Are you serious, you sure I don’t have the wrong look or something?” Y/N asked meekly, her insecurities getting the better of her.

“Sweetheart, anyone who doesn’t like looking at you has something wrong with them.” Tony smiled back at her.

Many of his current stars were once like Y/N. Immensely talented but scared they weren’t the right look. Tony, however, knew from experience that someone as talented as Y/N didn’t need to follow some look.

Y/N was about to accept Tony’s offer when she heard a giggle behind her.

“James, at least wait till we’re back at yours.” The girl seemed to squeal.

Even now, James Fucking Barnes seemed to be taking her spotlight. It was childish, the jealousy and silent treatment but Bucky seemed to bring out the worst in her. Y/N let out a frustrated huff and then she saw the fruity cocktail Sam had given her.

“Actually Sam, I'll take that drink,” Y/N smirked, grabbing the tall glass. “If you’ll excuse me for one second.”

Bucky had decided to have another drink, telling himself that after this one he would finally work up the courage to talk to Y/N. That was the plan, it was the plan he had made over three hours ago, now he had some random girl by his side who was causing a scene. Bucky knew these types of girls all too well, the ones who wanted the tabloids to be going nuts with seeing a girl hanging off his arms. Bucky was trying to make it clear that he wasn’t interested but this one was persistent and the drink was beginning to catch up with him.

Just as he was about to tell the girl to go far, far away he felt a splash of cold water on his face. He jumped out of his chair in shock and was ready to call security when he looked up to see it was Y/N who had thrown the drink of him.

“You can keep your drinks,” Y/N began, placing the now empty glass on his table, “and I quit.” A satisfied smirk appeared on her face as she waltzed away from him.

Bucky was gobsmacked, the whole room was staring at him, even the band had stopped playing. Bucky could only watch Y/N walk towards a man by the bar. He desperately wanted to chase after her but the girl who had been on his lap most of the night was now whining non-stop.

“Ugh James I think some of it got on my dress, this is PRADA you bitch, JJaaammmess call security on her!” She was like an angry chihuahua.

Y/N could hear the girls whining at Bucky and it only made her pride swell. Have fun with her tonight ‘James’. She sauntered towards Tony who could only chuckle at Y/N’s actions.

“You’re going to be a handful aren’t you.” Tony raised a brow at her.

“Well, there’s nothing like a good bit of publicity,” Y/N smirked.

With that Y/N left the club for the last time on Tony’s arm and with Bucky left hopelessly behind. To her, it seemed like a fitting start to her new life.

Five years had passed since she first met Tony. He had become her mentor, teaching her how to truly make a lasting impression on audiences and how to act now that she was under the media's watchful eye.

With every new song Y/N released, her fame only grew more and more. In a mere five years, she had become an icon with her voice and ‘angelic’ style of dress. Tony’s words the first night she met became something of a mantra to Y/N. True to her word, she was bigger and better than she ever believed she could be. She had proved Bucky wrong at every chance she was given… even if he wasn’t around to see it.

Y/N had just finished tonight’s performance and was cooling down in her dressing room. No matter how many times she performed to thousands of people, she still needed some quiet time after to make all the adrenaline leave her body. She’d changed out of her costume and simply had on a silk robe as she removed her makeup. The silence of the room was a stark contrast to the screaming crowds Y/N had been in front of earlier but she liked it. It was something to keep her grounded.

Just as Y/N finished removing her makeup her phone rang. Tony made fun of her for being one of the biggest names in America and still having the same phone from five years ago. Something about the nostalgia of it was comforting. Despite her fame and fortune, Y/N never wanted to forget everything she had because she worked for it. She didn’t recognise the number but nonetheless, she answered the call.

“Hello?”

“Is this Y/N L/N… the actual Y/N L/N speaking?” A voice asked on the other line.

“Yes, who is this?” Y/N replied, there weren’t many people these days who had her number.

“I’m a nurse at St. Andrews hospital, we’ve recently had to admit James Barnes and he’s listed you as his emergency contact,”

By some miracle, Y/N had been touring in the same state where Bucky was. Tony had warned Y/N against it, telling her that the paparazzi would be on her like vultures and ‘wasn’t Barnes the same guy you threw your drink on.’ But she couldn’t just ignore him, she never could.

Y/N tried to dress as casually as possible and wore a pair of sunglasses in hopes that she wouldn’t be spotted. As she walked up to the reception she felt like cursing whatever cruel God was going to bring James Barnes thundering back into her life.

It just had to be from a hospital, I haven't had one phone call from him in years and when I finally do it’s because he’s hurt himself… I guess something will never change.

Y/N told herself she would just see if he was okay if he was then she could simply walk away and never see him again. The lady on reception told her that he was in room 104, so Y/n walked down the corridor trying to hold her head high. No matter how hard she tried, there was an uneasy pit of worry forming inside her. What if Bucky was seriously hurt? What if he was dying? All the worst possible scenarios seemed to be forming in her mind. She needed to find Bucky and she needed to find him now.

Before she knew it, Y/n was running towards his room. Acting almost on impulse she heaved the door open to see Bucky lying on the hospital bed. At first glance, Bucky seemed to be fine with only a couple of scratches and bruises on him but then Y/n looked at him properly. Maybe my eyes are playing tricks on me? But they weren’t… Bucky’s left arm was gone.

Bucky looked up to see some girl standing in his room. She was wearing a cream trench coat and sunglasses as if she was from old Holywood. There was a second of uneasy silence when Bucky was about to explain that she had the wrong room when she finally spoke up.

“Bucky,” Her voice quivered as she walked closer to him. She removed her sunglasses and Bucky could have sworn his heart stopped beating then and there.

He had seen so much of her, in the papers, magazines and on almost every billboard in the country. True to her word she had become a star, bigger and brighter than ever. However, no matter how many times he saw her on paper it didn’t come close to seeing her in person.

“Jesus Buck,” She sighed when she was finally right next to him, “What happened to you?”

Bucky looked down to where his arm should’ve been but instead all he could see was disgusting scar tissue peeking out from his bandage. There wasn’t much to say other than he had been his usual self and this time it nearly killed him. He was speeding down a dark country road without a care in the world when the car spun out of control and hit another car driving the other way. By a miracle, the other driver hadn’t been hurt but fate wasn’t going to let Bucky get away scot-free. Bucky looked back up to Y/N, he didn’t want to admit to her that after all these years he was still being an idiot.

“You were right you know, you made it bigger than anyone ever thought you could be and you did earn every single bit of it all by yourself,” Bucky began to speak. His voice sounded rough and strained as he talked. Every word that came from his mouth seemed to break Y/N’s heart.

“You were right about me as well… I’m nothing more than some spoiled rich kid.” Bucky seemed to hang his head in shame.

“Oh, Bucky, you’re so much more than that,” Y/N instantly felt the guilt from their argument wash over her. In all these years she never considered that what she said might have hurt Bucky.

“No I am, I’m pathetic... I can’t even hold you in my arms… I always thought the next time I saw you I would get to hold you-” Bucky choked up, tears beginning to well up in his eyes.

Y/N’s heart broke at the sight. Acting as if no time had passed, Y/n kneeled down next to him and took his head in her hands, wiping away his tears.

“I’ve felt so numb for so long Y/N, I haven’t felt anything in five years until you walked through that door,” Bucky admitted.

“You have no idea what it was like to hear your name for the first time in five years, pretty sure my heart stopped.” Y/N’s face carried the same pained expression as his.

That was when it dawned on Bucky, he never did remove her from his emergency contact. Part of him was beginning to wonder why she had suddenly appeared in the hospital. An awkward silence fell between them. They hadn’t seen each other in so long and they didn’t part on the best terms but right now Bucky needed Y/N. He needed the girl who became his friend when he was 11, the girl who cared for him more than words could say but also called up out for all his bullshit. So that’s when he asked her,

“I know I have no right to ask you, but please don’t go, please?” Bucky begged.

At that moment Y/N released how broken Bucky was. In all of her life Bucky seemed to demand everything, so used to having everything at his beck and call. This was the first time in her life she could recall Bucky actually asking for something.

“I’m not going anywhere Bucky, I’ll always be here for you when you need me.” Y/N told him.

She meant it with every fibre in her body. There was some cruel silver lining in this whole story. That this tragic night needed to happen to bring them back to each other. Y/N stayed with Bucky all night, even when they tried to kick her out after visiting hours, Y/N merely dropped her name and they let her stay all night.

Bucky had been given some heavy pain meds and was fast asleep but still, Y/N refused to leave his side. He could have died tonight. Those words played over in her mind like a bad record. It’s what made her realise that she had spent over six years without her best friend. That she had abandoned him when he needed her the most. Y/N didn’t even have a good reason for abandoning him other than pettiness and stubbornness.

Then Y/N’s phone rang, it was Tony and Y/N already knew he was going to be pissed.

“Hey, Tones,” Y/N answers trying to sound as sweet as possible.

“Well if it isn’t my Darling protege, tell me Y/N in all teachings have you truly learnt nothing?” Tony’s sarcastic tone made Y/N pull away slightly from the phone. As badly as she wanted to hang up on him then and there, it would have only made him angrier.

“Tony,” Y/N sighed down the phone, hoping she could calm him down.

“Oh no you’re not talking your way out of this, there’s currently about 100 reporters and paps outside the hospital as we speak and they’re sure as hell not leaving without some answers,”

Y/N tried to cut in but Tony was very clearly not finished with his rant.

“-Answers as to why The Y/N L/N suddenly ditched her own after-party for some random guy in a hospital bed, what Bonzo story are you going to try and float here?” Tony groaned down the phone.

“I don’t know, okay!” Y/N yelled back, her sweet exterior finally broken down, “He just called and I came running, it’s always been the same old schtick… it’s like I can’t fucking help myself,” Y/N’s voice wasn’t as harsh as Tony’s there was still a magnitude in the words she said.

She could have simply not come and told the lady that Bucky was trying to pull a fast one but she didn’t. Instead, she put everything in her life on hold just to make sure he was okay and the worst part? She would do it again in a heartbeat.

“Look I can take care of the reporters, claim that it’s a close family friend but I need you to do something for me,” Tony sighed, “I need you to promise me that you won’t give everything up for him… whatever you two have isn’t worth losing everything you worked for.”

Y/N didn’t have the strength to keep arguing with him or anyone else. Going through the motions, Y/N simply hung up and looked back up at Bucky. He was fast asleep, the pain meds kicking in at last. That was when an awful thought hit her, she could leave now… he’s alive, you’ve done your duty… but then what? Wait another five years until he gets hurt again? She wanted to stay for him but it couldn’t be like last time. Things needed to change.

When Bucky woke up it was nearly 10 am, man the pain meds must’ve knocked him out cold. He glanced around the room, there were nurses, monitors and IV drips all around him but no Y/N. Had she snuck out in the night? Bucky couldn’t have blamed her if she had, one night wasn’t going to make up for the near-decade he had spent being an ass.

“Rise and shine, Handsome,” A nurse called over to him as she checked over his vitals.

Bucky could only give her a small nod of acknowledgement, his mind too preoccupied with Y/N.

“Something on your mind there, handsome,” The nurse kept pestering him.

“His name is James,”

Bucky pushed himself up to see it was Y/N standing by the door holding a coffee and a couple of bags. Her tone towards the nurse was flat and unamused. Something that made Bucky smile properly for the first time in years. The nurse finally left but not before telling Bucky he could simply ‘buzz’ for her at any time, in a sultry voice, a voice that made Bucky feel like spiders were crawling up his back.

Y/N was giving the nurse a death glare until she had finally left the room. Letting out a small huff, Y/N placed the cup of coffee down on the table and started going through the various shopping bags she had, silently.

“You don’t have to be jealous,” Bucky spoke,

“I’m not jealous,” Y/N muttered as she continued to go through the bags.

“Yes you are, you’ve got the same look on your face as you did when you saw Cindy Schatt’s kissing John Rider,” Bucky chuckled at the memory of that pool party at his house decades ago.

Y/N just remained silent, trying to not make eye contact with him. Bucky knew that she only did that when she knew he was right but didn’t want to argue. To be completely honest, Bucky didn’t want to argue either. He felt that they had wasted too much time arguing and swallowing their feelings, far too much time.

“I love you,” Bucky stated, his voice calm, clear and confident.

Y/N’s hands suddenly stopped moving. All the cogs in her brain stopped working as she tried to comprehend what Bucky had just said… he said he loved her. Slowly, she glanced up and allowed her gaze to meet him.

“Y/N, I love you so please don’t waste your time being jealous over some nurse,” Bucky repeated, making it clear to Y/N that he had no hidden agenda.

“How should I spend my time then?” Y/N murmured.

“Tell me you love me back,” Bucky breathed

“I’ve always loved you, that’s the problem,” Y/N sighed, why did it always seem to end in a fight with him.

Bucky felt like the oxygen in the air was suffocating him. God, with every other girl in his life it had always been so easy bit with Y/N he never seemed to be able to find the right words to say. What annoyed Bucky the most was how simple things could be, she loved him and he loved her. This was supposed to be where they would finally get their happy ending, the boy finally confesses his love for the girl and they crash into each other and kiss while the credits roll.

Y/N looked up at Bucky trying to gauge his reaction. Surely her confession couldn’t have surprised him so much. Was Bucky that clueless? All those nights she came rushing to his side when he was being a reckless idiot? Did he just assume she would do that for anyone? Bucky, however, looked completely at a loss. That was when Y/N said fuck it.

She walked over to Bucky and kissed him. Y/N cupped his cheeks and kissed him like it was the last time she would ever see him… she hadn’t quite made up her mind yet if it was going to be. Bucky kissed her back so desperately, convincing himself that her kiss was more vital to him than breathing. When Y/N finally pulled away slightly for air, Bucky couldn’t help but reach up for the taste of her lips again.

But then he noticed Y/N pull away slightly further, her hands still cupped his cheeks as if she never wanted to let go. But at the same time, she didn’t want to give all of herself to him, not anymore.

“Doll,” Bucky whispered.

“I just- I just can’t let it be like last time, James,” Y/N whispered back.

“Never, I will never be like that again, it’s already cost me far too much and I’m sure as hell not losing you again,” Bucky’s eyes were just as glassy as her’s, tears threatening to spill at any moment.

Y/N wanted to tell him how he never truly lost her but Bucky didn’t give her the chance. He kissed her, somehow even more feverishly than last time. They parted panting and forehead resting against one another. It wasn’t the kindest of reunions but it was certainly the sweetest.

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btsinwonderland · 3 years ago

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Loki thoughts post show (no spoilers)

Firstly, I love Loki so much, like everyone does in this fandom :) He was so different from everybody else in the MCU and the way Tom Hiddleston plays him - it's impossible to not fall completely in love with the character.

Overall, I had a lot of up and down feelings during the show. At first I went in with certain expectations and the show went in a very different direction than what I had expected. But, the show that unfolded was still awesome and I just feel so grateful to be a part of this amazing fandom. I may not agree with every direction the writers chose to go, but I can appreciate the talent, work, amazing scenes that went into it. The story brings HUGE value to the MCU going forward as well. It was an awesome show and I'm so grateful they made it for the fans.

This show went off the ground because all us Loki lovers were so passionate about this character (Tom's mentioned this several times along with other Marvel team members). And even huge elements of the show are a nod to the fans: the tumblr posts, the memes and even the fanfic tropes! Like I had to sit and think for a second how crazy it is that the internet fandom got fed SO WELL. There were so many scenes I feel like they did just for our benefit (few examples: Loki sleeping, Loki on his knees (um kill me), President Loki looking hot AF, Alligator Loki, etc). Even the whole concept of all the variant Loki’s. How many different fanfics can we have now, with THIS MANY LOKI’s to play with?! And now we have all these new wonderful characters that are attached to Loki's story, not just peripheral characters who know Loki from the other MCU movies/shows - but this group kind of belongs to him :)

It’s just so cool that they opened up this avenue and as a fanfic writer and Loki lover, I’m just so stoked to have so much material to work with. If anything, the multiverse means that all our fanfics are canon to some degree LOL. How lucky are we to have that!

I don’t know any other fandom that got this much great content for a character that was just supposed to be a one off villain that dies or fizzles out.

Loki deserves the centre stage after all these years and I'm just so happy he's getting the extended story, recognition, and main character focus he deserves. =)

Love this fandom and love the passion and creativity that makes art as impactful as it is! <3

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bluebellhairpin · 5 years ago

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Marvel Headcanons - Road Trips

A/N: I’m a horrible person. But at least my procrastination of my asks is being for-filled in a way that still sprouts content. - Nemo

Summary: The Avengers and their S/O go on a road trip. Gods? Mutants? Aliens? with them, what could go wrong?

Masterlist

Loki Laufeyson

Bruh. You go on a road-trip with this guy and you’re gonna really wish you d i d n ‘ t.

Tricks. So many tricks. This guy can’t drive a car, he has nothing to do except play tricks. Look At That Face, no remorse, no mercy. You gotta be strong af to survive a trip like this with Loki.

bUt he does buy you all the food. And all the stuff you like. In mass amounts. (“(y/n), you said you liked this sweet packet stuff right? Ah, good. I brought five boxes so we don’t run out.” ) Like five whole boxes

So what’s it gonna be? Trickery for food? Yay or nay? Yay, definitely yay.

Peter Parker/Spider-Man

You will not sleep. Y’all get too hyped up of junk food and adrenaline to sleep for more then half an hour at a time so POWER NAPS ALL THE WAY THERE AND BACK

He video’s everything. He says it’s to show May and Tony when you get back but we all know the truth. Its so he can get one of those cool old-style videos of you No shame that boy has.

He lets you pick all the music, as long as it’s not AC/DC because he had an experience with Tony that involved ‘Thunderstruck’, hacking and his suits earpieces that lasted a over a week that we s h a l l n o t s p e a k o f e v e r

But overall it’s a really cute trip. So cliche. So romantic. So amazing.

Tony Stark/Iron Man

Loves every second because it’s with you and after everything he’s been through that is all he needs and wants.

He has playlists, cars, hotel reservations, restaurant reservations, food stops, food stashes, sights to see. All these things are ready before you even suggested getting away for a couple days.

Turns into a sappy, flirty mess. It’s almost like the trip turned back time to when you both first met and the only problem he had was making a new missile to sell to some place in Afghanistan.

He’s just so ready for a break, low and behold please give i t t o H i m

Steve Rogers/Captain America

Road-trips with Steve are done on the back of his motorbike and you can fight me on this. Mostly because he likes it when you wrap your arms around his torso so yeah fight me again.

Despite the trip being a road trip you both spend a lot of time at stops and motels instead of on the road. He likes taking things slow, since he hasn’t gotten to do things slowly for over four years after he woke up. He’s very grateful if you let him do this.

He lets you take lots of photo’s of him whether you’re good at it or not doesn't bother him. Even frames one you took of his silhouette because it looks that good to him.

Becomes addicted to cocktails after the second road trip because “they’re so colourful and come in so many flavours, (y/n) have you tried this blue one yet? Look they have one named after me-”

Thor Odinson

He gets so hyped and excited.

He really loves travelling and learning about earth more like you teaching him about earth stuff so he’s so optimistic about the whole trip and that attitude rubs off on you so you end up coming home all happy too.

He brings lollies/sweets/candy with you and lemme say you are bouncing off the walls the whole damn time. One time he got so hyped on sugar he almost summoned lighting.

You take Loki sometimes. He pretends he doesn't like it, but he does. He thought we wouldn’t notice but we did. So Loki ends up being the ‘bored’ third wheel while you and Thor stuff your faces with sour worms, chocolate, and gobstoppers.

Bruce Banner/Hulk

He’s gets so soft, and that makes you soft, and then you come back and your combined softness makes everyone else so very soft.

He worries about Hulk coming out and ruining the trip and the car but you constantly tell him and reassure him that it’s fine and you’ve managed to hone the ability to calm Hulk down when things get out of hand.

Needless to say he relaxes almost completely and w o w you didn’t know he sung that well.

And damn when you come back he’s like a changed man. Shyness? Almost gone. Reluctance to join conversations? Hell N a h. He almost becomes Tony 2.0 but only around you because “No one will believe you (y/n)”

Clint Barton/Hawkeye/Ronin

Clint almost l i v e s for road trips with you. I say almost because he lives for you.

You hunt down carnivals so he can win you all the prizes. The others aren't even surprised when you come back with a carload at stuffed toys anymore.

You also stop at a number of piers and sit at the end with fish and chips and some beer and just talk. Life. The future. The past. That one slice of pizza that tasted better than any others you've ever eaten in your entire lives.

You guys just do so much stuff. And its all so wholesome and pure and s o f t.

Peter Quill/Star Lord

Did someone say road trip? Peter has all the tunes.

So much as touch the radio/speakers without his knowledge and you're preparing yourself to (possibly) walk home. He doesn't care if you're the other side of the country. You will walk.

He's a sucker for staying up and stargazing with you. He'll point out all the planets he's been to, and all the ones he wants to take you to later.

While Stargazing, be prepaid to have him jump up and pull you to him if a 'dancing song' comes on. That can range from the 'Livin La Vida Loca' to 'All of Me’. It's amazing.

Scott Lang/Ant-Man

He's a dad. He knows how to keep others and himself entertained on long trips.

Magic tricks. Snacks. Music. Jokes. Everything and anything you can think of to pass time, he's got it ready and waiting.

Sometimes he takes Cassy with you, and honesty things become more fun (if that's at all possible). Which means, for you, more food, music from your childhood, and embarrassing stories about Scott that Cass had managed to get hold of.

Overall it’s pretty cute going on road trips with Scott, that and it’s never ever boring.

T’Challa/Black Panther

He’s a king, and a very busy one at that. So when you manage to pull him away from his duties he treats you extremely well.

First he takes you to a certain county (Once it was Singapore (that was a very luxurious trip), another time Hawaii, etc), then he gets a hire car and takes you wherever else you’d like go.

Every time, every trip, he finds a Starbucks. He collects the cups and brings them back to Okoye. He does it to spite her. You know it.

He gets much more relaxed on the trips, and always comes back being able to deal with his duties much better.

Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier

Wow okay first off, Bucky loves road trips with you.

He manages to persuade Tony to lean him one of his fancy older cars and takes you along the coast in that. He’s a coast road trip type of guy.

He really loves the beach, the only thing that gets in his way is the sand and salty water getting in the joints of his arm, but he says he can “just take it off, don’t worry darlin’.” so yeah it’s r e a l l y not a problem.

If he can't get a hold of one of Tony’s old cars, he gets an old pickup truck/ute and camps outside on the back with you and watches the stars and has old 30′s/40′s music playing from the radio. It’s pretty cute. Like him.

Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler

Mate. This guy has no idea what he's doing.

Once he tried to bring, like, a whole ass record player because he was worried there’d be nothing to dance along to. Seriously, Kurt, we have a ca r a d i o for that. Precious Baby Boy.

He’s also pretty young, so be prepared to have lots of contraband School food (sour lollies, chips, etc) stashed everywhere in the car. This boy will eat all the junk food he can lay his three-fingered hands on. R E S T R A I N HIM.

He'd probably take every opportunity he can to cuddle you or take you hand in his. He’s not quite used to doing ‘normal’ stuff like this, so the fact he’s doing something like that with you means a lot.

Doctor Stephen Strange

He’s, um. He’s not used to this sort of thing either.

He’s been this arrogant, selfish, self-absorbed neurosurgeon for as long as he can remember. The most social and intimate thing he’s used to doing is ‘faking it’ with some random to make him look good.

BUT, sudeNly with you he kinda turns to a charismatic, sweetheart gentleman that will actually take you wherever you’d like to go. France? Okay. Brazil? Just south a little. China? Food’s great there. Russia? We’ll take ice skating lessons before we go.

He can’t actually leave NYC for long, but he will spend as much time with you on trips away because they help him relax and it’s n i c e.

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the--sad--hatter · 6 years ago

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Phantom Pain (13)

FANDOM - MARVEL MCU

PAIRING - Bucky X Reader

WARNINGS - Bad Habits and Rough Sex, Angsty and Dark AF.

DESCRIPTION - Everybody in the world knew of you, but not who you really were. Some called you a vigilante, some called you a criminal and some called you a hero but all of them called you The Phantom. Only two people knew your real identity and they swore to never tell anyone but when The Avengers need to infiltrate a high-security facility, Bruce Banner deduces that you’re the only one who can pull it off. That decision puts you and Bucky Barnes on a path you can’t turn back from, even if neither of like where it’s leading.

Series Masterlist

Chapter Thirteen - Affairs and Petty Theft

“I can’t believe you let me be unkind to The Phantom.”

Steve was pacing across the kitchen.

“I can’t believe you knew who she was and didn’t tell me.” He huffed at everyone.

You grinned in bemusement at the random turn of events. It was so befuddling and amusing that you almost weren’t even stressed about your father having escaped. Almost.

“Steve, think we’re focusing on the wrong issue here?” Sam asked.

“Hey, don’t be rude to Captain America.” You snapped, your shoulders shaking dangerously with contained mirth.

Steve went a little pink and Bucky rolled his eyes.

“I told you to tell him.” Bucky said to you, inadvertently drawing attention to himself.

“Ninety years of friendship Buck, and you didn’t tell me!”

“Is Cap really fangirling? Have I had too much to drink? Did I have a stroke? Is this really happening?” Tony whispered like he was afraid to break the moment.

“He’s been obsessed with The Phantom since she tied those three muggers to a lampost and walked the old lady home.” Sam informed Tony.

“I’m not obsessed!” Steve insisted.

“She’s a vigilante with manners Sam, they should be giving her a medal, not hunting her down.” Sam mocked, doing a startlingly good impression of Steve.

“And that was before he found out she was Ross’s niece.” Clint pointed out.

Steve’s head snapped around to look at you and he looked at you reverently.

“You are defying the Accord’s even though your Uncle is in charge of them.” Steve stated, pride and admiration shining in his tone.

“Yeah well, he blew me up. I owe him nothing.” You said with a shrug.

“About that... Your father and uncle blew you up?” Clint backtracked.

“I’ve got this one. Princess here figured out something strange was going down at the company and did a little snooping, once she found out they were using Gamma Radiation she tracked Banner down and asked him for help. She snuck me and Brucey into the facility where we found the radiation bomb about to blow. Radiation fallout would have killed millions and the containment chamber could only be closed from the inside. Bruce and I were arguing about who got the do the heroic sacrifice and she snuck past us and locked the containment chamber herself. Then she died horrifically and became Casper the not so friendly ghost.” Tony summed up.

“What happened to the bomb?” Natasha asked after everyone gaped for a moment.

“They never found out I was there and the project was classified a failure and shut down.” You said.

“I have to ask...” Sam began and you looked at him and gestured for him to continue.

“When you said you died, do you mean you’re actually dead? Are you a real ghost?”

“She’s not dead, her heart beats, she has brainwaves.” Bruce said emphatically before you had a chance to answer.

“I can just turn invisible, walk through walls and am biologically frozen the way I was when I died.” You said, rolling your eyes.

“Frozen?”

“I’m not ageing.” You clarified.

“So everybody knows everything now. Cool. Yeah, awesome.” You said.

“Want to focus on something else? Like your father?” Tony offered.

“Now we know it wasn’t Miss King, I mean The Phantom, who did help him escape we need to figure out who did.”

“Well first of all, you can call me by my name, or one of my thousand nicknames since for some reason nobody ever uses my actual name.” You quipped.

“Second of all, how did you break out?” You asked Tony.

“I have a question.” Clint said, raising his hand.

“The Widow and Phantom teamed up to incarcerate me. It was not as much fun as it sounds.” Tony explained.

“Agadoo doo doo.” You sang under your breath and Tony glared at you.

“I wasn’t under lock down, after I managed to pick the lock on the door I just walked out.” He said, flipping you off.

“What about Ross? We’re all in agreement that he’s a slimy bastard and we don’t trust him.” Clint put out there.

“I don’t think so. Uncle Thaddy is set to lose a lot if anyone finds out about my dad, he wouldn’t risk his reputation like that.” You said.

“Alright, here’s the plan. Natasha, Bucky, Loki, Wanda, Clint, you five interview everyone in the building and look for anyone that seems suspicious. Tony, look into everyone who works there. Everyone else with me, we’ll look for physical evidence.” Steve said, slipping into Captain mode before turning to you with an excited look.

“Phantom... can you snoop around? People say all sorts of things when they think nobody is listening.” The Captain asked hopefully.

You didn’t really want to get tied up with The Avengers like this, it wouldn’t be to difficult for anyone to put the pieces together if The Phantom started working with The Avengers the same day you moved into the compound but... Steve looked so hopeful and he was giving you the puppy dog eyes.

“Aye aye Captain.”

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“Anything to report, Phantom?” Steve asked through the comms.

“Beth from the third floor is cheating on Craig in human resources with Kyle from the cafeteria.” You offered.

“Beth is such a hoe.” Clint said.

“Alright, anything else?” Steve asked.

“I stole a Mars Bar from the vending machine if anyone’s hungry?” You suggested.

“I’ll have one.”

“Get me a snickers.”

“Do they have m&m’s?”

“Can you get me a can of coke?”

“Guys, we’re not engaging in petty theft. Does anyone have any mission related news?” Steve reprimanded.

There was only silence over the comms until Steve sighed heavily.

“I’m running out of energy, I need to find a place to unghost for a bit.” You admitted.

You had been holding the invisibility non stop for over thirty minutes straight which was a record for you and it was taking it’s toll.

“There’s a place on the fourth floor, I’ll make sure it’s clear.” Bucky told you.

“Alright Phantom, take a beat. We’ll keep looking.”

You wearily made your way to the fourth floor and saw Bucky standing outside a door. You whistled lowly to him and he opened the door and you followed him inside the maintenance closet. As soon as you reappeared your fatigue kicked in and you stumbled. He hurriedly caught you around the waist and held you up. Your head lolled against his shoulder and he frowned at the heat radiating off you.

“Domniţă, are you alright?” He asked, placing a hand against your temple to check your temperature.

“You’re burning up.” He said worriedly.

“Happens when I stay intangible for too long.” You muttered weakly.

“What can I do?” He asked briskly.

“I just need to rest for a minute.” You said, stiffling a yawn.

He jostled you for a second and the next thing you knew, he was sat on the floor with you cradled in his lap.

“Can I take a cat nap?” You asked hopefully, nuzzling into his chest without thinking about it.

“Ten minutes, I’ll watch over you.”He vowed, his fingers absent-mindedly toying with your hair.

That was all you needed to hear and you drifted off. He couldn’t help but notice how perfectly you fit against him as your breathing evened out. You didn’t even hesitate to trust him to keep you safe, you didn’t even think about flinching away when he held you. The door opened abruptly and Tony found himself staring down the barrel of a gun.

“Disturbing as that is Barnes, you have something on your lap.” Tony sniggered.

“Snark, go away or I’ll punch you in the kneecap.” You threatened.

“You look awful princess. How long did you ghost for?” Tony demanded.

“Half an hour.”

“She was burning up and nearly passed out.” Bucky informed him.

Tony looked ticked off and Bucky glanced down at your sheepish expression.

“Everytime I use my powers I... I burn. The way I did when I died, it’s like dying all over again.” You admitted sheepishly to Bucky.”

Bucky looked horrified.

“You let her do this?” He said, glaring at Tony.

“No, of course not. But she doesn’t listen to anybody.” Tony scoffed.

“Because I’m a grown woman who can make her own choices, now go away, you’re interrupting naptime.” You said, shooing him away and yawning.

You closed your eyes again and heard the shutter sound of the camera on Tony’s phone.

“Snark, I’ll murder you in your sleep.” You muttered.

“I’ll help.” Bucky offered.

“It’s a date.” You said, before promptly passing out.

“Is she ok? Really?” Bucky asked.

Tony tilted his head to check you were actually asleep before he answered.

“At the risk of sounding like I care, be careful with her.” Tony warned.

“I’m not going to do anything to hurt her.” Bucky assured him.

“That’s sweet but not what I meant. Princess might not be what the tabloids say she is but there’s truth in the rumours. She doesn’t date, doesn’t fall in love and she absolutely will eat you alive and spit out your bones.” Tony said.

“There’s nothing going on Stark and I don’t plan on falling in love with her.” Bucky lied.

“Nobody ever plans it, it just happens.”

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“Well I found absolutely nothing of use.” You told Clint as you sat down in the back of the quinjet.

“Me either, sorry.” He said apologetically.

“What about you?” You asked.

“I just said I didn’t.” Clint chuckled.

“I was asking him.” You said, gesturing to Loki.

“Um, there’s nobody there.” Clint pointed out.

You gasped loudly and Loki smirked.

“Oh no, can you see other ghosts? Is there one here right now?” Clint asked, looking around nervously.

Loki reappeared and Clint breathed a sigh of relief.

“Wait, you can see him when he does that?” Clint asked, turning round in his chair fully to look at the two of you.

“Tell nobody about this and you will be the only person who remains safe from the havoc.” You offered.

Clint looked between you and Loki and your matching evil smirks.

“Deal.”

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Steve: I'm not fangirling. Tony: Sure Jan.

Bucky: I'm not going to fall in love with her. Tony: Sure Jan.

Miss King: I'm an adult. Tony: Sure Jan.

So the fourth (and final) chapter of the day. I'm going to go and get some well-deserved rest now. You let guys let me know what you thought of this chapter and what you're hoping for from the next ones and I'll get to writing some Avengers shennanigans when I wake up, Deal?

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langernameohnebedeutung · 5 years ago

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suzuwarahikaru replied to your post “what happens at 5 am?”

where is the essay, OP!?

@suzuwarahikaru Honestly, it’s drivel and I didn’t feel like it particularly went anywhere and it was just me monologuing about one aspect of a bigger question so that’s why I didn’t post it. But ok, just for some context: You probably know how the MCU was often criticised for having “bland one off villains” and that’s true especially in their early films - and that was time when Heath Ledger’s Joker loomed very large and Ian McKellen was famous for his performance of Magneto and the idea for a Magneto solo film had just been scrapped in favour of XM First Class. At that point apparently the MCU guys walked up with the demand that Thor 1 only has to give them 1 thing: A villain as good as Magneto which they could use in Avengers. Now, obviously it had to be Loki, because Loki is Thor’s most famous antagonist and he was the first guy the Avengers ever fought in the comics, and Loki in Thor 1 is satisfyingly complex - but now that Loki’s dead and has a solo show coming out in a while, people dug up that old quote and started arguing about whether Loki actually became a villain “as good as Magneto” - which I honestly wouldn’t care about, except this argument spilled a few “But Loki is great and Magneto is boring”-posts into the Magneto tag a while ago (which mixes with a lot of: Why did Cherik get a happy end but Stucky didn’t that’s so unfair!!!! posts) and then some comments started lowkey implying that Loki is a character who’s more attractive to sophisticated fans and that Magneto fans are usually men and Loki fans women (with the not so subtle implication being that Magneto fans are comic dude bros who like him for his cool powers and because he’s a Bad Guy(TM) I don’t really care about that, but over the course of this argument someone made a rather interesting post, wondering about what “went wrong” with Loki and while I love Loki as a character and as a villain, it made me ponder what could have been done to make Loki (even) better and to help him stand on his own 2 feet as a character and this was their post:

Now and this was going to be my response: Personally, I don’t think that having spectacular powers or anything make a villain good (they make good visuals though) but whether the hero learns something from fighting them, whether their motivation maybe reflects something that we experience as well and that maybe they unmask something that we usually don’t feel comfortable to address. And Loki has all these qualities.

I’m not going to try to objectively pinpoint where it ‘went wrong’ but it’s actually interesting to look at the XMCU and the MCU and to compare notes. The XMCU is often criticised for being too wordy, too slow-paced and “what’s with the constant time jumps and decade-hopping?” But I think that’s something the Thor franchise could actually have profited from, because…these guys are immortals and it just feels rushed in my opinion to watch their world fall apart in what is for them a matter of a long weekend.

For example, a bigger distance between the events of Thor 1 and Avengers would have lent more weight to Loki’s disappearance and Thanos torturing and brainwashing him, Thor’s and Jane’s relationship would have been given more time to develop (making their reunion in Thor 2 more meaningful). They could also have given her more time exploring Asgard/battling the Ether. We could have learnt more about the Dark Elves, the Frost Giants, the Nine Realms in general.

And that’s at least part of the problem, in my opinion: We don’t know enough about Asgard. You can’t just throw in an alien word without world-building and you can’t introduce characters who are millennia old by showing us 6 years of their lives and maybe 1 flashback. There is a reason why a show like Good Omens spent basically an entire episode on Crowley and Aziraphale’s lives through the millennia. Captain America got a film set in the WW2, Wolverine Origins covers over a century of Logan’s story. Magneto isn’t a better (or worse) villain than Loki, because as you said, the writing makes the character and both get pretty good and pretty bad writing at times. But a big difference is: We know a lot more about Magneto than we know about Loki.

One example of this is personal relationships. Something I never realised before I started typing this is how little space Loki is given to let him form/have/maintain/test/strengthen meaningful relationships.

Basically, all his meaningful interactions are inside his family. Magneto (to be clear, I’m bringing up so often bc the MCU apparently insisted on being rude af and asking Kenneth Branagh on drawing inspiration from a character who’s basically the opposite of Loki in every regard) gets a lot more screen time to develop his relationships with other characters, even if it means less CGI action scenes.

In fact, I’m currently tempted to find out how many 1 on 1 dialogue scenes Loki gets per hour of film vs. how many Magneto gets. Loki enters the picture with a family, ‘friends’, a biological father, servants, an entire kingdom of people who know him, but he barely gets to have any meaningful interactions outside of his family environment. Seeing him interact with a friend or even someone who hates him for reasons unrelated to his relationship with Thor or someone who supports him would in turn show us a lot about how he sees other people, how he sees himself, how he treats them, what he values in a person, what kind of people trusts (if he trusts) – that’s a lot of potential that was left pretty much wasted in my opinion.

One of the first things Agent of Asgard did was add Verity Willis to its main-cast so have a character for Loki to interact with, to serve as a moral anchor, and to call him out on his bullshit. Having relationships is powerful. In the MCU, Loki’s relationship with his mother is such an important, humanising element to his character. Also a lot of headcanons and metas and thoughts about Loki are inspired by those few scenes where we see him interact with the Warrior’s Three and Sif before Loki finds out about his parentage.

And even when encounters the Avengers, they meet once, they talk once, then Loki he returns to Asgard and they never meet again, except Bruce - and even then there’s barely any time to talk about what happened in Avengers 1. He doesn’t get to form any meaningful relationships with his adversaries when he talks to them in Av1, these scenes just exist to present the Avengers in a certain light. And in the end it’s canonised that Loki was brainwashed so it’s all pointless anyway. (pls (don’t) make me write an essay on agency and the MCU, because honestly, between Bucky, Gamora, Nebula, Loki and everyone else was brainwashed it’s actually worth a conversation)

Even in Thor 1 Loki never meets Jane or Darcy, one of the main-characters. And we never see a single frost giant after the first film. Erik Solveig is the only Earth character from Thor 1 Loki actually meets and he’s brainwashed for most of that and in Thor 2, they don’t get to meet again.

Imagine if Loki had had someone he trusted in Thor 1 and told them about finding out he’s a Frost Giant and they reject him and treat him like a monster. This could be three or four scenes that don’t throw off the film but would have been very powerful. Or imagine if Loki keeps his heritage a secret from that friend/trusted person and they find out in Thor 2 and confront him about it. Valkyrie and Loki never talk about him invading her mind or the things he saw.

We never get to see him alone on Sakaar to deal with what he presumes is the end of his home world and the death of everyone he knows and we never see him interact ‘win the Grandmaster’s trust’.

We never see him interact with the Hulk before they’re suddenly fighting side by side in Infinity War. We never find out exactly what the Aesir’s sentiments towards him are, what kind of prince he was in the past, how present he is in public, what reputation he has beyond silver-tongue mischief guy and which specific events shaped it.

If the MCU wants a villain “as good as Magneto” (which is already annoying bc they imply that Loki is not as good a villain which is such a subjective measure – Magneto done wrong is a horrible and downright offensive villain and trickster characters done right are amazing for revealing the flaws of a hero.*) then they have to give writers and actors the same means to do that with. The X-Men franchise, for all it flaws, always gave Magneto screen-time (so much that people criticised it).

There’s a Charles-and-Erik dialogue in pretty much every film, allowing us to follow the state of their eternal argument at every step. We see his friendship with Mystique grow and fall, we see Wolverine call him out on his bullshit, his attempt to make young Hank and Mystique feel better about their visible mutations, we know how he treats his followers, his new recruits, his enemies, his students, his wife and his daughter, (daughters, if we count The Gifted and his legacy), his colleagues, his lovers, his ex-lovers, allies and former allies, politicians, police, prison guards, Nazis, soldiers, insane Egyptian gods – and we get to learn his feelings and thoughts about all of these through personal interactions, decisions and gestures. And in turn we know how they feel about Magneto. What do we know about Loki’s feelings about people outside his family? How does he feel about Fandral? What are his thoughts on the Valkyrior? How did his views on Frost Giants change and when? Did he challenge them at all or did he just become cynical about them?

As I said, Loki is a formidable villain but I think that he suffers from the same problem as many MCU characters: We hardly know them. Think about Natascha whose been part of the franchise since Iron Man 2 but we hardly know anything about her. How much do we know about the family Drax lost? Or about Wanda’s family? About Pepper’s private life? We hardly know anything about them and especially when characters are thousands of years old and we know nothing about their past, it really creates a gaping hole in their biography and that really leads back to my original point: If we could spend more time with them, we would know them better and care more. One of the reason Dark Phoenix is a bit under-whelming is because we know very little about Jean and Scott in this time line.

There are two DCEU films I actually own and watched more than once: Wonder Woman and Aqua Man. And while I personally didn’t find Aqua Man that good, this film actually tells us a lot about him and despite my lack of knowledge about the DCEU and me being a giant Marvel nerd, I preferred Wonder Woman over Captain Marvel and that is because I felt closer to her character. It really boils down to a “show don’t tell issue” and for me, that would mean: Maybe fewer giant CGI battles. more people living their lives. *(which should also highlight why setting Magneto as a mark for K.B. is so off-mark. Loki is about unmasking hypocrisy, Magneto himself is a hypocrite who regards himself as a hero but often does immoral things and that for example gets unmasked by Wolverine, another social outsider with littl care for social conventions)

#suzuwarahikaru #fandom #marvel #mcu #Loki

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mockky · 5 years ago

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A sad story how Russo bros reminded us about the crappy world we live in

Disclaimer (kinda). Preventing the arguments like “read the comic-book to understand the movie”. First of all I've never read the comics and never will. I shouldn't do that to watch a movie. It's the director's job to tell me a story. It can be changed a bit, but it still has to have a logic. This is author's priority.

I guess there's no need to run through the movie again and get to details, it's too many of them. Just a few big ones. Firstly, the time travel idea is pretty lame by itself. Every time-travel-movie does the same mistakes – PARADOXES, no one managed to escape it. So if you can solve your problem only by time travel – please don't do the movie, this job is not for you.

It's like the creators don't know the rules of their own universe. Nebula translates her thoughts to Past-Nebula, they're connected somehow even being far from each other, killing Past-Nebula literally doesn't do anything. How does it work? All this plan just fucked up the previous movies. And then some random rat actually saves the universe? Seriously? I don't know but I think it’s called “lazy writing”.

OK, there's no movie without a sin. But what's really important is the screwed up characters. No one did or got anything what one was supposed to.

Loki. His extremely stupid, reckless and suicidal lunge actually was extremely stupid, reckless and suicidal. The God of Guile threw himself with a toothpick against titan and dropped dead. Bravo!

Thor. I never really was a fan of him. But this is officially the worst comic-relief ever. Why he should be like some sort of that whiny drunk dumbass, especially after him being so cool and strong in Infinity war? Gods saved us from fart-jokes and slow-mo-food-fight. Thor lost his parents, lost his brother and Asgard. He's broken and crushed, and Marvel just points finger at him and laughs. Very mature.

Doctor Strange showed up to show us a very important finger.

Captain Marvel is a whole new level of pain in the ass. Skip the Boring-IMBP-part. Though it's hard to forget how they just shoved her in fan's throats, and expected them to have the same empathy for her as for Tony or Cap. But we know them for 10 damn years! The biggest problem that she's not a person, she is God ex machine with magic GPS in her head, invincible, strong-independent-woman and all. With that cockish face of hers, kicked Thanos's ass, but when it comes to the gauntlet, it's up to Hulk and Tony. What da hell? All that power, it's the only thing she could help with. And don't give me that "it's a big universe, not only you've got problems" crap. Thanos's snap affected THE WHOLE universe. Isn't he the main threat here and now?

And what really pissed me of is the ending and the way it fucked up the most interesting and deep part of it all – Steve and Bucky.

Allow me to remind you few points.

CATFA

We see Steve as this tiny subtle guy with heart of gold and strong will, he is hero inside. I can do this all day. He wanted to go to war, he took the serum, he's like walking embodiment of self-sacrifice and heroism. But he became “the chorus girl”, this empty symbol, a fake. Actual soldiers don't believe and don't respect him, cuz he’s never been in real fight. He does not respect himself anymore. But when his friend got in danger in the blink of an eye Steve transforms into this Rambo, alone against the world, flipped like a switch. He dashed headlong to the enemy's base just for tiny possibility his friend might be alive. At that very moment Steve becomes what he meant to be – the real Captain America.

CATWS

Steve managed to get through 70 years of brainwashing with only one phrase, and refused to fight Winter soldier hoping that there was still Bucky somewhere. The entire movie revolves around two of them.

CATCW

Some fans said that Cap and Tony should switch sides on this one, but it doesn't feel right for me. Cap's got a point. What if there's somewhere we need to go, and they don't let us. Obviously it is CATFA reference, where he goes against orders to save Bucky. And he's afraid cuz he knows that it could cost lives. And now he's running around the city protecting Bucky from the government and T'Chala. He fights Tony, bloodily, everything to protect Bucky.

What a lovely deep drama! It's a comic-book story here we’re talking about. I bet in CATFA no one really noticed sweet little Bucky. But the Winter soldier just stole the movie and fan's hearts. Steve and Bucky have this strong almost cosmic bonds, it's stronger than brotherhood or friendship, it was so since 40s. After all this freezing thing they became totally unique for each other. You can smash vibranium shield with that bonds (which Cap actually does symbolically when gives up the shield TWICE, both times for Bucky). It's unbelievable that after all he did for Bucky Cap could ditch Bucky for anyone or anything. Creators teased the fans and encouraged that bromance. It was openly a queer-baiting, it was a canon, and you can't stop the shippers.

Three movies were built up on this relationship. It was work of art if you ask me – so many details, so much depth, and the amaizing acting, I mean you can watch it over and over, and every time you find something new in their eyes or words. And they not just talk, they actually do anything to proof their devotion to each other. It's absolutely beautiful. And it's Bucky who made Steve interesting and alive as a movie character and a real hero as a person.

And what we get in the end? Bucky turned into dust in front of Steve, but on the group meeting Steve talks about... Peggy? Where did it come from? He doesn't mention Bucky the whole movie. Steve goes to return the Infinity stones and comes back an old man. For us, for Bucky, it was 5 sec, but for Steve it was 70+ years. He left Bucky and lived 70+ years without him. Besides he never said Bucky about his plan (or just desire or whatever), didn't say a proper goodbye, didn't consider it as a betrayal. He just decided to live for himself. By the way Bucky reacted as if it was a big surprise for him and even bigger disappointment. He was anxious during that scene when Steve suddenly didn't show up on the platform. And if you wanna say “Bucky knew it was gonna happen and was happy for his friend” then it's the great time to keep your mouth shut. He obviously wasn't happy with it, and he didn't know. Post-movie interviews don’t count! Don’t tell me that it was off-screen. It’s a MOVIE! If something is important – it’s on the screen and it becomes a canon. Stupid scene in a cafe with selfie and kids IS on the screen, apparently it’s important af and it’s a canon. Fat greasy-haired Thor yells at some gamer in chat – that’s VERY important and it’s a canon. But a talk between best friends when one of them decided to leave the other for good and go to the past doesn’t deserve screen time. Are you sure you set your priorities right? By the way Sebastian asked Russo about this. He thought there would be some dialogue between Steve and Bucky, but director said No, you already had that conversation.

No wonder Bucky didn't approach to Steve and only looked from distance. What can you possibly say to the man who claimed himself your best friend and then easily abandoned you just like that, lived without you for 70+ years and apparently was OK with it.

Steve just goes to Peggy. Because that's how it must be, that's natural, that's happiness. This cliché stuck so deep in the people minds, so they can't see anything behind it. I'm sure that not so many people knows what it actually means, but they believe that it's the right thing.

I might blow few minds now. Here it goes – the closest person is the one who shares with you your life experience, not the bed. NO WAY! I'm not saying than your partner can't be your friend. Spouses are not always the closest friends and the closest friends are not always spouses. You just can't screw up all Steve's emotional baggage that related to Bucky just for Peggy, which was in Steve's life, what, like 15 minutes? Steve knows Bucky since childhood, they were best friends, they supported each other, lived together, protected and saved each other many times. They share the same fate (war, serum, man out of time), there's no one who can be closer. “He loves her so much!” arguments can't erase too much of a history. It just doesn't work that way! You can't exchange one for another. A loved one can't replace your best friend, cuz of damn emotional baggage! You can have both, you can have none, but you can't trade it!

And what about Peggy? CATFA-Peggy was not a good person actually. She's whimsical and eccentric damsel. For example she shoots 1) at the experimental read not properly tested shield 2) with a chance to kill someone by ricochet 3) in enclosed space without ears protection for her or everyone else; she punches a soldier for an inappropriate commentary. And the scene in the bar shows Peggy as a simply impolite person – she ignores the soldier who just got back from captivity, it's very rude, especially when Bucky was polite with her. And on top of this I think she picked interest in Steve only after the serum. I bet Pre-serum-Steve was friendzoned for the rest of his life.

In TV-series though she appears to have a strong personality. She is an interesting character and not just love interest for Steve. She founded the S.H.I.E.L.D., had a happy fulfilled life. She let Steve go. And when she died, Steve let her go. I don't believe for a one second she is the love of his life. Staring at the photo is NOT a depiction of love. Not in my book. It's just a woman Steve once kissed.

So what went wrong? They made such a great Steve's character development, they put so much in his relationship with Bucky. Countless details, shades and layers. Every scene, every dialogue. An all of it just... puff... vanished.

Actually it wasn't so sudden as it seems. First signs of it appeared in Civil war. Did you noticed how the creators put the distance between Bucky and Steve? It's like “Hey guys! You know this whole story gets kinda pansy. We stand for cliché, for heteronormativity and happy ends! Every man got a girl! You can't have best friend, not the same sex, only hetero! So quit with the hugs end eye-fucking, more masculinity! Sebastian, you must get as thick as you can, so nobody could say you're gay. And Steve's gonna make out with a girl, just to be safe”. And this kissing scene is the most awkward I've ever seen. This weird kiss out of the blue, the fact that Sam and Bucky are watching (BTW how often do you stare at your friends kissing? Please, share at the comment section). Even actors call this scene awkward and weird, they basically hate it. And in fact that this scene wasn't it the script, it was added much later.

Then the forced friendship between Bucky and Sam. Moreover, they tried to replace Steve'n'Bucky's friendship with it. Sam rather has a chemistry with Steve, not Bucky. And the way Mackie and Stan here and there together on comic-cons where Mackie acts like he's Stan's BBF and Stan's just embarrassed. This whole all of a sudden friendship thing feels so unnatural and stretched. It's not like I don't wanna Bucky has friends and all, adaptation and stuff, But it doesn't mean Bucky doesn't need Steve, no one can replace him. And it all was only to make their friendship NO HOMO. But the way I see it, there wasn't anything gay about them (BTW I'm not a shipper and not homophobic), just some people have dead opossum's emotional range. In their head the man wants either bang you or kill you, nothing in between. I'm sure nobody took seriously the idea that they make them gay, or that they look like gay. It's just bromance. But noooooooo. They must've done this to them, cuz Happily ever after.

Eventually we got what we got. In Endgame Steve and Bucky are barely shares the screen together, even if they actually next to each other, they don't hug, don't talk, don't even look. Even after Bucky got back from the dust. It's like they never cared for each other.

Steve considered Bucky recovered after being tortured and brainwashed for 70 (it still blows my mind how long it is!) years, he's OK. No one said he's OK though, even Bucky himself. He's still the same wrecked man lost in time and his own head with tremendous weight of guilt and torn apart personality. It's not the same Bucky from 40es, and he never will be. Steve’s the only one who could break through to him, for Bucky Steve is like the ground he stands, the only guide light in this chaos that left of his life. According to Stan – Steve is the only thing that keeps Bucky alive. Well, Bucky, sorry pal, gun or rope?

Steve is an asshole. He thinks he's so special and good enough to rewrite Peggy's life (which was good for Peggy without Steve) just because he wants it. Abandons Bucky, who has nothing but Steve, abandons the world he fought for and called his home, and the friends called family. All this for the woman, who was almost nothing to him especially compared with Bucky and the others. All the things Peggy said in a hospital, all the character development and his words about the man died in the ice, new home and new family – all of it was fucked up, buried under that shit. You need to move on. Until you get a time machine. Then you can go back. So what is it? Maybe Steve never was a hero and hence he doesn't deserve our respect. Or, what is the most likely, creators think we are idiots.

Steve gives the shield to Sam. And I wouldn't mind. Why not. This job definitely is not for Bucky. He's tired, he's semi-stable 100 years old man, he had enough of war for two lifetimes. It's too much for him, it would be cruel for Bucky. Symbolism is a cool thing, but life doesn't work that way. Pep-talks don't heal. Get real, OK? Sam is a new Cap, fine, it's logical. But it's always about the How, not What.

From the moment Bucky sees the old man on the bench til the end of the movie Bucky didn't even think about to approach Steve, he sent Sam instead. They didn't talk, Steve didn't even look at him. This entire scene Bucky has this endless sadness in his eyes. There's a glimpse of a smile when he looks at Sam, but in the moment it's gone. And then it's pain and sorrow on his face again. I don't really see happy Bucky.

Just look at his eyes and tell me you look the same when you’re happy

And actually Steve doesn't sparkle with joy either. He kinda lived his “happy life”, but there's no sign of it, especially that he refused to talk about her.

But it's confirmed information – Peggy's mysterious husband IS Steve Rogers.In the end Bucky got this last slap on his face. Bucky asked himself if he worth all of it. NO. No, Bucky, fuck you.

I find it funny (seriously I don't) that it's the same directors and screenwriters, who did Winter soldier and Civil war. How could they screw it up? One might say “Cuz there's TV-series Falcon and Winter soldier coming, it needs to be this way”.

A few little ideas for ending that wouldn't do any harm.

Behold!

1. If they want Steve out of it, why don't kill him? Canonic, right?

1.1 In final battle Steve is dying. He tried to shield Bucky and dying on his arms. He can give the shield to Bucky, so his broken and lost friend could have purpose in life that helps him to move on. Or he can just die and Bucky takes the shield as something in memory of Steve. And then Bucky gives the shield to Sam, like saying “I've lost it all, I've lost my friend, but you're a good guy and maybe we can become friends sometime”. If it happened like this I could in time accept Sam as a new Cap and Bucky's friend.

1.2 Or perhaps Steve, still dying, gives the shield to Sam.

2. This one is not so good idea, but OK. Steve goes to the past, his a douche. But if you want a TV-series he can’t take Bucky with him. And it's still the same – Steve gives the shield, doesn't matter who would it be (pick anyone you like). But Steve can’t leave without saying goodbye.

Oh my god! It's two of it and we still got the TV show! Fascinating! And there is more of it.

3. Oh that's the good one. The one with the Steve we know and love. Steve stays. Steve goes to the past to return the infinity stones. Steve could allow himself just a moment to be selfish and have that dance with Peggy, or stay for not so long, a year maybe. And then he must go back, knowing that there are people who need him more, than Peggy. Of course if Steve is young, fit and tight, he won't retire. But Sam and Bucky are still with us, they're cool enough to have a TV-show.

4. And what if like this? Shuri did the research to find a way to clear Bucky's head from the Hydra's code. What if she did? Or what if with Hydra's code some memories are gone too? Maybe Bucky could be an antagonist.

And just for me. We don't care about the money, and give Steve and Bucky the final they deserve.

1. Bucky and Steve dying fighting together. The most obvious and sad final. Till the end of the line

2. Bucky dies. It's tragic for Steve and he could say “I've lost it all”, and goes to Peggy. A little OOC, but not so bad.

3. What if we go back to that brain-cleaning option? Steve dies, but Bucky's so broken he can't stand it, and he goes to Shuri so she could wipe up his memory. Tragically and symbolically, cuz first time he was forced to forget Steve's alive, and now he does it voluntarily to forget Steve's dead.

I'm not a screenwriter, and my head's not crowded with ideas. But this is still better than what we've got in the Endgame. I could step on my own throat and accept the Endgame only if Bucky says that Steve is a traitor and he hates him. I'm not saying that Steve doesn't deserve this dance or happy ending. He does. Everybody Does. Everybody've suffered enough. But Steve doesn't deserve to become such an asshole. Bucky doesn't deserve to be forsaken in such a way.

Honestly, I don't care about forced bromance with Sam, or Sharon, even love interest for Bucky (it would be kinda specific I guess). They could do anything, but they can't throw away Bucky and Steve. These characters are alive, their world is real. Sometimes happy ending is impossible. And if you force it, you can ruin everything. And this is what they actually did.

And it just bugs me – why, why did they do this? Maybe it's too much pressure and they screwed up. Or maybe it's Big studio' bosses. You know maybe if they just shut up about it.. time heals you know. But it gets worse. On the interview directors says one thing and screenwriters say the other, they all can't string sentense together. And only Bucky's face speaks for himself. I mean did you see this fresh Sebastian's panel at London comic-con? I’ll show you few moments, but you've got to watch the whole thing (https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=5&v=-KQpzG49exM). When he asks the audience did they like the movie, many people say “No!”, when he approves the final of Endgame one shout “Liar!”. Look at the body language. You'll see how he sincerely and emotionally talks about anything. As soon as it comes to Endgame, he is immediately clamped, his leg begins to twitch.

The previous question was that he was interested in - what kind of heroes he wants to play. Therefore, he sits on the edge of the couch, leaning over to the public. The next question about the final and Steve going to Peggy. He immediately moves and leans back, he covers his belly with hand. The question is unpleasant to him.

Then the speech becomes confused, although before that it flowed freely, he literally gasps as if he doesn't know what to say, his micro-mimic denies his words.

He says he agrees with the final, Bucky is happy, Steve deserves it. But his body screams just the opposite - a sharp wave of his hand and chin say "no"

And this is the worst one. On the words “He (Bucky) was happy,” his whole pose just screams “NO!”. This insincere smile, this tilt of the head and a slight denying swaying. All this says more than any words

It's so obvious that he so tired of it. I bet that under the contract, he has no right to scold the movie and must promote the policy of the studio. But when he said that “Bucky was happy for Steve” .... This is the most forced smile I've ever seen. This is the most unconvincing lie in my memory. You can see just right through it, it's like an open book. But he has to do it, because crossing with the Big Studio Boss when your career just went uphill is not the best idea. The truth is important, but the dream is too. He started the career since the age of 15, which is quite long, considering this is not such a brilliant career, but he definitely worked so hard for it. So he caught between the hammer and an anvil now. On the one hand, acting career is the only thing for him, on the other hand studio bosses who can bury the dream, and on top of it the fans who are looking for his support. So "Steve is happy, Bucky is happy, awesome film, kill me, please!". By the way where is his best buddy Mackie? Why Seb's cleaning this mess all by himself? Seeing him like this just breaks my heart

And I honestly do not understand the people who liked it. How can you not see all this?? And there are those who claim that we didn’t like Endgame because we didn’t see any movies at all and didn’t read comic-books. There are Stucky fans who liked Endgame. Are the clichés so strong that people just don’t see all this... The story of Bucky and Steve was way too deep. Bucky is too tragic and well-developed character for a superhero comic-book story. All this deserved so much more. And the creators simply could not finish the job; mass cinema is simple and flat and it's made that way on purpose. They pull the most primitive triggers, so that people do not have to think. The most simple patterns help to reach more people. In other words, they are doing everything to raise more money. And it works. Thus we’ll get more of it in the future. No doubt about that.

For me, Endgame marked the victory of the corporate moneymaking machine over creativity. And the box office speaks for itself. It's an awful world to live in...

#avengers #avengers endgame #avengersendgame #notmycap #notmysteve #bucky barnes #bucky deserves better #bucky #stucky #endgame #steve rogers

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skeletonscribbles · 6 years ago

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what did it cost?

this took...longer than expected, but finally! she produces some content!

this is partially self-indulgent and partially for the @fyeahreddie “heat” prompt. I took some artistic liberties and used “heat” as “heat of the moment”. if you’re feeling like that phrase pops up Too Much in this, that’s why.

anyways. here you go, Marvel friends. enjoy my non-crossover crossover :) (and if you want it on Ao3, it’s here.)

title: what did it cost? rating: G af word count: 2500 warnings: MAJOR Avengers: Infinity War spoilers summary: “You would punch Thanos for me?” “I would,” Richie confirmed, finally looking up. His eyes were a little watery, which made Eddie smile. “At the expense of the universe, I would punch Thanos every time. For you.”

“I still don’t fucking understand this game.”

Bill sat back in his chair in a huff, crossing his arms and looking thoroughly sour. They were three hours into a knockoff game of Dungeons and Dragons that they were using as a joke predictor for Avengers: Infinity War , and Bill’s characters were dropping like flies.

“You’re just mad because you lost Loki in the first five minutes,” Ben pointed out, nudging Bill’s knee under the table fondly. “We all told you that trying to covertly stab Thanos was stupid.”

“He was the only character I actually wanted to play,” Bill grumbled, “and like half of my other ones are immediate toast. There’s really only like a 20% chance when push comes to shove that I actually get to keep Vision.”

“I get it, bud. I’m still kinda mad we sent Valkyrie and Korg off early, too.” Bev patted Bill’s shoulder sympathetically. “I really wanted to play her.”

“I really wanted to play Korg,” Richie cut in, eyeing Bill narrowly, “but SOMEone--”

“Enough.” Mike, their long-suffering DM, was somehow still patient even through the chaos and absurdity of the last few hours. “It is how it is. It’s not like this is the way things are actually going to go down in the movie.”

“I fucking hope not,” Bill said, eyes flashing dangerously. “This is a shitshow.”

“Thanos still has two stones to get,” Mike reminded them, “so things could turn around if you keep him away from them.”

Richie stared blankly back at him. “Isn’t the Time Stone at Thanos’ base right now? With Thanos? Things are looking bleak, my guy.”

“The stone is still in my posession.” Ben was looking thoughtful. “Mike, can I roll for clairvoyance, but instead of having a sensor, can I like...see the future? You know, because I have the Time Stone?”

Mike grinned excitedly. “I kinda hoped you would ask. Yeah, sure, Benny boy, rev it up.”

Ben carefully picked up a die, rolled it, and then let it come down on the table. It was a nat-16, and Mike peered thoughtfully down at it.

“Okay, not perfect, but...you can look at my whole manual except the last five pages, and you can’t tell anyone else what any of it says. Cool?”

“I’ll take it,” Ben said, making grabby hands for Mike’s painstakingly put together campaign notes. Beside him, Bill rolled his eyes.

“Can we speed this up so we can get back to the Earth plotline? I’ve got a Cap I’ve barely gotten to use yet.”

“You can hang out with me for a while if you want,” Stan called from the other group. Despite having a healthy interest in both Dungeons and Dragons and Marvel, once they’d started divvying up the characters and Richie had grabbed Starlord, he’d opted out, claiming he was “too old for this”.

“No, I wanna see if they screw this up,” Bill decided, leaning his elbows on the table.

“Same,” echoed Bev. “Who’s there again? It’s you, Ben as Doctor Strange, Rich as Starlord, Drax, and Tony, and Eddie as Spidey, Mantis, and Nebula, yeah?”

“Yes,” Mike confirmed, “so, basically, Richie and Eddie versus Thanos, with a guest appearance by Ben. Ben, how’s that reading coming?”

“Getting there,” Ben replied distractedly, flipping back and forth between two pages with a slight frown.

“Okay. Richie, Eddie, you ready to move forward? Got a plan?”

“Ready,” Eddie said firmly, looking over at Richie with a shy smile. Eddie had been relatively quiet all day, partially because he hadn’t gotten to play Richie’s love interest because Bev had snatched up Gamora almost immediately (and then Bev had fallen into a Thanos trap and gotten her killed, which he was pretty salty about) and partially because he loved to listen to Richie through games like these. He was such a natural storyteller. They were all dying for him to actually run a campaign instead of just dicking around with characters, but he claimed that he was too lazy to put in the work of putting one together. Only Eddie and Stan knew better; knew that he was too afraid of disappointing them to be able to write anything at all, knew that it was often a chore for Richie to get out of bed, much less write a whole campaign.

Someday, maybe.

“Yeah, Spaghetti Man, we got this. Let’s kick this purple asshole in the nuts.” Richie leaned back in his chair, an easy smile on his face. “Tony Stark surprise attacks from above.”

“Roll for stealth. How much damage you can do will depend on how this roll turns out.” Mike moved towards Ben so they could share his notes while Ben finished reading, and the fight proceeded. Richie and Eddie had put together a really impressive plan, which culminated in Eddie’s Mantis putting Thanos to sleep so that the rest of them could pull the Infinity Gauntlet off of Thanos’ arm. It should have worked easily and seamlessly, but then Eddie’s mouth got ahead of his mind in his excitement.

“Mike. New thing. Nebula taunts Thanos about Gamora.”

Mike tutted, shaking his head. “Nebula hasn’t been told any details about what’s happened to Gamora.”

“Nebula can infer,” Eddie insisted. “And she does, to make Thanos suffer more.”

“Roll,” Mike said, gesturing broadly with his hand. Eddie quickly grabbed the dice and rolled a nat-10. “Okay, so it’s not a taunt, per-se, but Nebula says out loud that Thanos has killed Gamora. Reminder that this is the first time any of the rest of the Guardians have heard about this. Mantis, Drax, Starlord, do you do anything?”

“Mantis does not,” Eddie said confidently. “She’s a little busy.”

Richie didn’t answer right away. He was staring at Eddie with an expression that was bordering on anguish.

“Drax? Starlord? Anything in the heat of the moment?” Mike waved his arms in front of Richie’s face. “Earth to Rich?”

“Heat of the moment…” Richie muttered, eyes never leaving Eddie’s face. “Yes. Starlord punches Thanos in the face.”

The entire group sat still for a moment, too stunned to move, and then erupted into chaos.

“He does WHAT now?!?”

“Oh, I’m so glad I’m not a part of this particular plotline, they’re fuckin’ done now…”

“Richie, no!” Eddie’s eyes were frantic. “You can’t! You’ll undo everything!”

Ben stood up and looked around, and the rest of the table fell silent, waiting for him to dispense his newly-acquired wisdom. They were not expecting anything like the words that came out of his mouth.

“Let him do it.”

“We’ll die!” Eddie protested loudly. “Richie--”

“Let him,” Ben insisted, meeting Eddie’s gaze with a solid, zen look of his own, and Eddie knew he was defeated.

“Will you roll, Richie?” Mike asked gently, trying to get Richie’s attention. Richie was STILL staring at Eddie. It was unclear whether or not he’d been cognizant of any of the commotion that had ensued around his decision. “You gonna go through with this heat of the moment kamikaze?”

Slowly and deliberately, Richie nodded. “I’ll roll for damage.”

Mike passed him the die, and he blew on it quickly for luck, shook it once, and then let go.

The roll was a five. Eddie dug his fingers into his thighs to keep himself from trying to flip the table.

“My shit decision’s starting to look pretty good right now,” Bill murmured as Mike sighed and took his notes back from Ben.

“You land the punch, but it doesn’t do anything but snap him out of Mantis’ sleep. He gets the gauntlet back and easily begins to defeat your team. He goes after Tony Stark specifically because he sees him as the biggest threat.” Mike pulled his chair back a little bit and took a deep breath. “Things aren’t looking good, and I think we should break there. Take ten minutes.”

“Cool,” agreed Bill and Bev in unison. Bev stood and began walking towards the back door, presumably to go out and smoke, and Bill headed for the study, where Stan was waiting to hear about what had just happened. Mike collected his notes and walked towards the front door, maybe to review, maybe to get some fresh are, or maybe just to scream out into the street in frustration about how ridiculous his friends were. None of them knew for sure.

“We can still win, right Ben?” Eddie was still too jarred by Richie’s rash decision to feel like he was able to speak to him, so he turned desperately to Ben. “You saw outcomes where we could all live, right?”

“I dunno about all ,” Ben answered carefully, backing towards the back door, “but there’s hope.”

“Ben--” Eddie tried again, but Ben had sped up his retreat.

“There’s hope!” he called again, and then Eddie heard the back door slam.

Slowly, he turned back towards Richie, who was studying his hands with an uncharacteristic amount of focus.

“Care to explain?” Eddie asked quietly, drawing out each syllable in an attempt to convey his dissatisfaction.

Richie didn’t meet his eyes. “No.”

“No?” Eddie nudged his leg to try and get him to look up. “Just an impulse decision, then? I mean, dude, it was just Gamora--”

“I was thinking about you,” Richie muttered, nudging Eddie’s leg back but still not making eye contact. “The whole thing just...made me think about you.”

Eddie had no idea what to make of that.

“I don’t get the connection,” he finally said, tired of trying to puzzle things out by himself.

“Because you’re like, my Gamora,” Richie continued reluctantly, pulling at the beginnings of a tear in the left knee of his jeans. “Not like. Green. But. You’re both strong, bad at dancing, and laugh at my jokes even when it pains you to.”

“Gamora laughs at your jokes?” Eddie asked teasingly, trying to ignore the fact that his insides were blooming in a way that made him feel like a flower moving towards sunlight.

“Starlord’s jokes. You know.” Richie stomped lightly on Eddie’s foot in mock-exasperation. “Anyway, I was thinking about what I’d do in the heat of the moment if I found out you were dead. You know, a little light thinking.”

Eddie gave up on stopping the blooming feeling. He was a whole-ass flower, and Richie was the sun. “You would punch Thanos for me?”

“I would,” Richie confirmed, finally looking up. His eyes were a little watery, which made Eddie smile. “At the expense of the universe, I would punch Thanos every time. For you.”

“You can’t go around making stupid decisions for me,” Eddie chided, but it was obvious he didn’t mean it; his hands and body were moving forward almost robotically to wind around Richie. “Especially with the universe at stake.”

Richie watched Eddie curiously, hands moving reflexively down to grab him for support when he climbed on to Richie’s lap. “You really don’t know me at all, huh?”

“I know you,” Eddie insisted, looking down at Richie’s slight frown and mirroring it.

“I’m always gonna be the ‘punch Thanos’ guy, Eddie,” Richie said simply. “Stupid decisions in the heat of the moment are my thing, especially when there’s feelings involved.”

“Feelings?” Eddie asked, not sure whether or not he was teasing. It came out a little strangled due to his indecision, and he pulled back a little bit, embarrassed.

Richie took a moment, composed himself, and then looked back up, sliding his hand along Eddie’s jaw and gently moving his face so that they were making eye contact.

“I love you,” Richie said, so quietly Eddie wasn’t sure if he’d imagined it at first. “Of course I would punch Thanos for you. I love you.”

Eddie was no longer a flower; he was a cherry tree in bloom, and flowers were opening up through his face, his chest, his arms.

I love you.

“Was this...is this...a stupid decision in the heat of the moment kind of thing?” Eddie asked after a few silent, explosive seconds.

“I dunno if this qualifies as heat of the moment,” Richie replied carefully, “and it really wasn’t intended to be stupid. That doesn’t mean that it’s not, but.”

“It’s not,” Eddie confirmed, leaning down and brushing his lips against Richie’s. “It’s not.”

Richie reflexively kissed back, closing his eyes and sinking back in his chair. Both of them knew that there was an implicit promise in Eddie’s actions. It would take him a while to respond the way he wanted to - years of self-hatred and his mother’s conditioning meant that he was still in the beginning stages of learning not to bite back soft, affectionate words - but in not running away, in staying and holding on to Richie the way that he was, there was an understanding.

“Seems to me you shouldn’t be rewarding the man who killed the universe.” They broke apart upon hearing Bill’s voice, and turned to see him watching them from the kitchen with a strange, contorted look on his face. Beside him, Stan was picking at a fingernail, obviously uncomfortable.

“Just making the most of the time we have left,” Eddie responded neatly, sliding off of Richie’s lap and back into his own seat. “Are we ready to start again?”

“We’re picking up in Wakanda.” Mike had reentered quietly enough that none of them had noticed he’d come back, and his emergence sent a ripple of surprise through the room. “We need a break from space. Bill, are you ready?”

“To fucking die?” Bill grinned. “Sure, why not. Let’s go out with some style, though, yeah? Bev, you ready to have Shuuri yank this Infinity Stone out of Vision’s head?”

“One minute!” Bev called from the back porch.

“See?” Richie said, gesturing broadly, “there’s still stuff to be done. Game’s not over. Not a decision with terrible repercussions at the end of the day.”

“No, it was,” Bill disagreed, moving back to his seat, “no matter what you’re trying to tell yourself.”

Eddie slid his hand into Richie’s under the table, and held his gaze as Bev and Ben finally reappeared, looking suspiciously windblown.

“It wasn’t,” Eddie whispered to him. “It wasn’t.”

“I know,” Richie whispered back. “Bill doesn’t fucking understand this game.”

“Or Dungeons and Dragons, for that matter,” Eddie said, grinning, and they both fell into peals of laughter, much to the confusion of the rest of the table.

If Eddie had to give up the universe for that specific heat of the moment decision again, he knew in that instant that he would do it - as many times as he had to, or maybe even as many times as he could.

A single I love you from Richie Tozier was maybe, probably, definitely more powerful than any Infinity Stone.

#reddie #reddie fanfic #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #the others are there too but i'm too lazy to tag #avengers: infinity war #crossover #ish #richie's an impulsive idiot and so is peter quill it's canon #iw spoilers #loser's club #stephen king's it

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pepperonijem · 6 years ago

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The Avengers but as The Office characters

No one asked for this, but here I am, delivering.

A/N: This is only the Avengers, but pretty much just the ones that were in Civil War and I guess Loki, not the Guardians and everyone else (but let’s be real I’ll probably do one for them too)

Masterlist

Tony Stark: Jim Halpert

the unspoken father of the mcu Office. Knows what he’s doing. Business man. Loves to prank everyone else, but also loves everyone else. Wants the best for his children. Also married to Steve Pam.

Steve Rogers: Pam Beesly

whitest sneakers dundie? Speaks for itself. The mom, by association. Develops from smol and wants to fight everyone, to not as smol but still wants to fight everyone while wanting to be their mother. Artsy af. Also married to Tony Jim.

*continued under the cut*

Clint Barton: Andy Bernard

Probably did a capella in college. Can too just sit here and cry. definitely deserves better. Is my fave. do NOT test his politeness. would have made “RIP Avengers” hats when they signed the accords.

Thor: Kevin Malone

clueless, but lovable. Has little patience for stupidity. Thinks the show could use more letters, you know, for the kids. Equally handsome, equally smart. We love Kevin, we love Thor.

Loki: Nellie Bertram (alternatively, Creed Bratton)

wants to be the boss so bad, literally takes Andy’s job and chair but is also kinda soft. Probably needs a cat or a bubble bath or a hug or all three.

can also be creed. Nobody knows what he’s up to? Why does he need the third chair? If he can’t scuba then what has this all been about? Has been a member of many cults, both as a leader and a follower www.creedthoughts.got.www/creedthought

Natasha Romanoff: Jan Levinson

boss-ass bitch, can cut you, powerful, everyone wants to be her, or is afraid of her, potential to be psycho or soft. Scary mom friend of the group, makes sure everyone has their life together

Bruce Banner: Dwight Shrute

Science bros. A nerd. Assistant to the regional manager. Anger issues low key. Determined. Worker. Intense. Good worker. Hard worker. Terrific. keeps a diary to keep secrets from his computer.

Sam Wilson: Ryan Howard

definitely would be the one to accidentally set fire to the building while making a grilled cheese. 100% extra, but 0% willing to go through with it; Kelly & Ryan 5ever <3

Bucky Barnes: Kelly Kapoor

probably has lots of thoughts on coconut oil and its benefits for hair care. also “walk walk fashion baby.” Would sell left arm for good gossip (girl xoxo). Kelly & Ryan 5ever <3

James Rhodes: Stanley Hudson

because honestly, when is Rhodey not 100% done with everyone’s crap? DID I STUTTER? Would have a heart attack with all the crap that gets pulled around him. Too old for this mess

Wanda Maximoff: Erin Hannon.

Soft. Just wants a family. Needs a hug. Please. Wants to be happy. just looking for a happy relationship, let her and vision live. Not one mean bone in her body

Vision: Oscar Martinez

a know it all, smarter than everyone else. Tries to keep the peace, probably knows a lot about China. Would love trivia nights. “What is his responsibility? To comfort insecure heterosexual men?”

T’Challa: Darryl Philbin

chill. Minding his own business. Not here for the shenanigans. Has a Wakanda child to take care of. Definitely would date himself. Knows he’s cool, but stutters around his crush

Peter Parker: Clark Green

new here, just wants to impress boss man. mini science bro Dwight. A dork, but it’s ok. Everyone’s adopted son. gets hazed constantly. The New Guy™

Scott Lang: Michael Scott

is a mess. Wants to love everyone. A dad™. Probably does a solid “Prison Scott” skit, believes the worst part about prison was the dementors.

BONUS:

Ultron: Robert California

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green-eyeddragonfanfiction · 7 years ago

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Valentine’s Day Countdown: Day 4

Valentine’s Day Countdown Collection

Day 4 of my Valentine’s Day Fanfic Countdown. If you’re interested in seeing your story/ship get written by me, found out more here!

So, without any further ado, here are the two requests that made today’s cut:

1) Loki Laufeyson x Reader 2) College!Peter Parker x Reader

Anonymous asked green-eyeddragonfanfiction: For your valentine thingymajig(i like this word) Can you do a reader x loki where the reader has infiltrated the avengers compound as an avenger but she's (could be he as well i dont really care). The avengers find out and get all butt-hurt but loki believes in her and hes the first to trust her again. Also whats the difference between an imagine, a one-shot, and a drabble?

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader Warnings: swearing, angst, betrayal Word Count: ~1,163 A/N: yasss Loki. Also, sorry for the delay on these. I made poor life decisions yesterday.

One year, three months, sixteen days, ten hours, thirty-five minutes, and four seconds.

That’s how long it took Earth’s mightiest heroes to realize you weren’t all you appeared to be.

Even with all of Stark’s money and a few of the best spies this world had ever seen, it took them months to sniff you out.

Which is why you now found yourself in a high-security cell in the basement of the Avengers compound in upstate New York.

“Just tell us who sent you, (Y/N).”

The Captain’s voice drew you from your reverie. You stared at those piercing blue eyes through the thick wall of glass. All traces of the shy, kind man you’d come to know were replaced by the cold, hard exterior of Captain America. Still, he didn’t have what it took to break you.

The red head next to him... she might be a different story.

“Dunno what you’re talking about,” you muttered, turning away from them on the rock-like cot in your room. Everything was a sterile white that already had you itching to punch something. Too clean. Too neat.

“Just tell us what we need to know, (Y/N). This doesn’t have to end this way,” Natasha said persuasively, voice as smooth as silk.

As though she wouldn’t slit your throat the second you looked at Steve sideways now.

Can’t tell you. Too dangerous. They’ll kill you. Tear you all to pieces... go through anyone to get to you.

When you didn’t speak- or even move- Steve let out a long sigh. “C’mon, Nat. We’re wasting our time here,” Steve said coldly. You could imagine the disappointed, betrayed look on his face in crystal-clear detail. It made your heart plummet to your stomach.

You weren’t supposed to develop feelings for your marks, but this ragtag group of idiots had grown on you like no other. Eventually, you realized you hated deceiving them. You wanted to stop. Wanted them to find you out so you could stop the charade.

Catch me. I can’t stop. They won’t let me. Catch me. Lock me away where the sun doesn’t shine. I can’t keep doing this.

“Well... you look like shit.”

You went still. You knew that voice nearly as well as your own.

“What do you want, Loki?” you asked, trying to sound as detached as possible. Getting close to Loki hadn’t been part of your plan. He was dangerous. Deadly.

And had enough suspicion surrounding him that he’d cast doubt on any near him, too.

That didn’t stop you from falling in love with him, though. He was a complicated man with enough twists and turns in his soul to keep your guessing for the rest of your life.

You liked it. He was adventure, wild and dangerous. A promise of fun and mischief. Simple in his complexity.

Not bad on the eyes, either.

“Why did you do it?” he asked, sounding nothing more than politely curious.

You snorted. “You don’t have any right to judge me,” you said scathingly.

Run. Away from me. Go. Before you make things worse for yourself.

You could practically see him regarding you as he thought. “No, I suppose I don’t... and I’m not. But I am curious.”

You spun to face him, unable to keep your composure any longer. “What do you want me to say, Loki? That I’m sorry? That I didn’t mean it? That it’s all some big misunderstanding? Well, I’m not going to fucking say it. Any of it,” you spat. He didn’t so much as twitch.

His next words made your breath catch in your throat. “What of us, then? Was that all a lie, too?” he asked, regarding you coolly. He was so deathly still that you knew he was struggling with his emotions.

You set your jaw and took a deep breath which you exhaled through your nose. “You don’t mean anything to me, Loki. You never did. I was just using you to throw suspicion off of myself,” you said as you glared at him.

It felt like you were being stabbed in the heart as you spoke. Your mind was racing.

Buy it. Believe it. Don’t attach yourself to me. Not when you’re just beginning to build bridges with everyone else. Save yourself like you always do, you fool.

There, in the back of your mind, was a smaller voice, I love you. Please, don’t leave me alone. Please. I beg of you.

You turned away and pulled your knees to your chest. “Goodbye, Loki. Don’t come back. I don’t want to see your face again.”

You didn’t hear him leave, but he was always a quiet one. Moving around undetected by even Natasha and Bucky seemed to be a special skill of his. You couldn’t bring yourself to turn around and check; the sight of the room on the other side of the glass being empty where just a moment before Loki had been... now that might break you.

So when a pair of lean muscular arms wrapped themselves around your waist, you couldn’t help the sob that escaped your chest.

“Please don’t lie to me, love...” he murmured, breath tickling your ear. You leaned back into his chest and let the tears flow down your cheeks. It was all too much, and you felt your resolve crumble away in that instant.

“I’m sorry, Loki. I’m so sorry. Please... please, I can’t- I can’t lose you. Not you,” you choked out between hiccuping sobs.

He ran his fingers through your hair and placed a kiss to your temple. “I’m not going anywhere, Dove,” he whispered. At that, you managed to calm down a bit, although tears still flowed freely down your cheeks. “Please talk to us. Talk to me... so I can drive my knives through the hearts of anyone who’s ever tried to manipulate or hurt you,” he said, voice somehow both endearing and deadly.

You snorted and wiped your tears from your face before you turned to him. You were wearing an amused smile and the sight made the corners of Loki’s own lips turn upwards. “I love you, Loki Laufeyson. And that’s the truth,” you whispered as you rested your forehead against his and ran your fingers through his long black hair.

His bright grey eyes locked onto you, sparkling with mischief and emotion as he spoke. “I love you, too. And if you ever tell anyone how sappy you make me, I’ll be forced to kill you to save face,” he joked.

You let out a short huff of laughter which he shared, a deep rumble of a chuckle in his chest. “Duly noted, my God of Mischief.”

His grin turned a little more feral and you felt a thrill of anticipation run through you. “I do so love when you call me that.”

“God of Mischief?” you asked, raising an eyebrow at him. He truly was one for all the pomp and circumstance.

He smiled and shook his head. “Yours.”

sheerioasteroidpanda said to green-eyeddragonfanfiction: Okay so, for your valentines day thingy Could you do a College! Peter Parker x Reader and it be fluffy af Like maybe reader is super close to Bucky (like shes constantly hugging him and makes him give her piggy back rides idk) and Peter thinks that they are actually dating but then Bucky asks if she has plans for Valentines and reader gets all sad because she doesn't and Peter panics and asks her out in front of Bucky. IDK I just love you and I feel like Spidy doesn't get enough love sometimes

Pairing: College!Peter Parker x Reader Warnings: None... I think. Word Count: ~1,337 A/N: Obviously an AU a few years in the future where Peter is in college and therefore 18+

Peter watched as you passed through the kitchen in a whirlwind, grabbing food and coffee while juggling your backpack and coat. His homework lay forgotten on the table in front of him, too distracted by your very presence to bother giving it any attention.

“You should really sit down and eat, Doll,” Bucky said with a frown from his spot at the kitchen island. Beside him, Steve nodded in agreement.

You barely even flinched at the request as you shoved a piece of toast in your mouth. “Can’t, Buck. I’m late,” you said hurriedly. Peter frowned when you slung an arm around him and placed a kiss to his cheek before giving Steve a hug and dashing for the door.

You paused at the doorway and turned to look at Peter, whose heart immediately began thumping loudly in his chest at your sudden attention. “See you in class later, Peter?” you asked, giving him a tentative smile. Peter nodded eagerly, his voice having spontaneously left him the moment you looked at him. You smiled at him. “Cool.”

And then you ran out the door.

Bucky and Steve had watched the entire thing and when Peter finally looked back at them with a goofy grin on his face he felt himself pale dangerously at the look on Bucky’s face.

He looked murderous.

Which, for an assassin with a metal arm, meant he was absolutely fucking terrifying.

“I’m just gonna- I’ll go study in my room,” he said, quickly gathering his books up and making a hasty exit, books teetering dangerously in his arms.

“Bucky...” Peter heard Steve say chastizingly, but Peter practically ran to his room and didn’t overhear anything said between them after that.

The clock hit 12:50pm and your professor dismissed the class. You and Peter stood up and gathered your things, chatting absently as you moved. You made it out of the building and towards the parking lot slowly, enjoying each other’s company. Peter was sure if Bucky saw the two of you together he’d punch his lights out.

Finally, he asked that question he’d been dreading. Why he wanted to hurt himself like that was beyond him. “So... you have plans with Bucky later?”

You thought about it for a second and even pulled out your phone to check. “No... why?” you asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Well, cause... cause it’s Valentine’s Day,” Peter said, gaze glued to the ground.

You sounded good and confused now. “What does that have to do with anything?”

Peter’s gaze flew upwards to your face, but he quickly looked away nervously. “Well, he’s your boyfriend, so-”

“What?” you stopped in your tracks, face unreadable.

“Bucky’s your boyfriend, so I’m sure you guys are doing something tonight... right?”

You stared blankly at him for a second before wordlessly pulling out your phone and typing something Peter couldn’t quite see without straining his neck quite obviously. You shoved your phone back into your pocket and looked up at him and Peter tried very hard to look like he hadn’t just been trying to sneak a peek at your phone.

“Peter, Bucky’s not my boyfriend,” you said, deadpan.

“What? But you always hug him and give him kisses and you used to ask him to give you piggy back rides and-”

“Peter,” you cut across him. He instantly snapped his mouth shut and stared at you in confusion. “Bucky’s not my boyfriend. He’s my grand uncle.”

Peter’s eyes widened comically and you had to bite back a laugh. “He- You- What?” he asked, flabbergasted.

You laughed at that. “My Grandma Rebecca is his sister. We’re family.”

Peter’s mouth opened and closed a few times and you made a mental note of how he looked like a fish out of water. “So... not dating?”

You made a face. “Ew. No. Even if we weren’t related he’s over a hundred years old. I mean even if you count biological years he’s still got like ten years on me.”

Peter frowned and looked at the ground. “Oh.”

You peered at him, head tilted slightly. “Why do you ask?”

Peter went beet red. “No reason.”

You paused before plastering a smile on your face. “Oh, alright then. Let’s get back to base, yeah? Before Tony sends Steve and Natasha after us.”

Peter nodded and avoided your gaze. After a moment, his head shot back up, confused expression on his face. “Hey, what did you send on your phone a minute ago?” he asked curiously.

The grin on your face reminded him violently of Natasha and the glint in your eyes reminded him of Bucky. “Oh, I told the group chat you thought Bucky was my boyfriend.”

Peter went tomato red again as he pulled out his phone. Sure enough, the group chat had exploded with messages and he saw quite a few witty, sarcastic ones from Tony, Clint, and Sam. He supposed it was a blessing Loki didn’t have a phone.

“Stupid. Coward. Idiot.” Peter thumped his head lightly against his desk with each word. He paused his berating of himself when he heard the scuffle outside his door.

“Buck, come on- you can’t just-”

But Steve’s protests apparently didn’t stop Bucky because a second later he kicked the door open, six feet of muscle and anger blocking the light from the hallway.

Peter gulped loudly. “Uh, hi, Sergeant Barnes. Captain Rogers. Can... can I help you?” he squeaked.

Bucky stalked forward and stopped barely and inch from Peter who’d reflexively stood up in case he had to defend himself. “Fix it,” Bucky spat.

“Wha- I don’t-”

“Fix it!” Bucky hissed again. This close, Peter could feel his breath on his face.

Steve sighed; Peter could just barely spot a broad shoulder and the top of Steve’s blond head past Bucky. “Bucky, you gotta use your words.”

Bucky took a deep breath and took a half step back. “She’s sad. (Y/N). I can’t fix it. Not this. Already tried. Grow a pair and ask her out,” he said, glaring down his nose at Peter.

“Wait, what? You... want me to ask her out?” he asked, utterly caught off guard.

Bucky scoffed. “Hell no. But you make her happy. I see the way you look at each other. I’m not blind.”

“She likes me?” Peter asked, the words sounding foreign in his mouth even though he’d been wishing for them to be true for months. Years, even.

“Go ask her yourself and find out, punk,” Bucky said as he crossed his arms.

Peter nodded, mind going a million miles per hour, and moved to step around Bucky’s large frame, but his metal hand shot out and stopped him in his tracks. “If you hurt her, I want you to know- in no uncertain terms- you’ll regret it. I won’t go into details. I don’t need to. Just know I’m a man of my word,” Bucky said darkly. Steve sighed and shook his head, burying his face in his hands in exasperation.

Peter gulped and nodded. “I understand, Sergeant Barnes, sir.”

Bucky gave him one last glance before he removed his hand and nodded. “Then go.”

Peter didn’t need to be told twice. He bolted from the room, eager to leave The Winter Soldier behind.

He found you in minutes, knowing the places you liked to frequent off the top of his head. When you saw him rush into the room you smiled, though one of your brows was lifted in confusion. Even from this far away, Peter could tell you’d been crying recently. Your eyes were still a little puffy and red.

“Hey, Peter... what’s up?” you asked casually.

“DoyouwannagoonadatewithmeforValentine’sDay?” he asked, words blurring together in his haste to get them out.

You stared at him blankly, nod understanding. “Sorry... what?”

“You. Me. Valentine’s Day?” he asked haltingly, finer speech eluding him under your gaze.

But you finally seemed to understand, wide grin lighting your face up; one Peter instantly found himself mimicking as his heart soared. “Yeah, Peter. I’d love to be your Valentine.”

#loki x reader #loki laufeyson x reader #peter parker x reader #spiderman x reader #college!Peter parker x reader #Valentine's Day Countdown #Dragon's Valentine's Day Countdown #Valentine's Day #peter x reader #marvel fanfiction

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timeisacephalopod · 6 years ago

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4, 6, 9, 10, 12: Rhodey and Bucky, 15, 16, 21, 23, 27, 29, 30, 32, 35, 37, 43, 46, 50, 54: Tony

You know that meme where the white woman is looking at the math overlaying the picture in confusion? That was me when I got this ask because instead of reading the fucking questions on the ask meme I put up I decided ‘Rhodey and Bucky’ were some other thing? Long story short I’m a moron lmao.

4- Favorite actress

Tbh I don’t pay much attention to the actresses and thus I almost missed out of saying Tessa Thompson like some kind of savage. I appreciate how hard she worked to try and make Valkyrie bisexual and also her character was basically the only thing I liked about Thor: Ragnarok (controversial opinion, I know).

6- Favorite quote

“Trust my rage” from Thor The Dark World. This line is so visceral and poetic. Like shit son, the rest of the movie was eh, but that line? Fucking amazing, and Hiddleston’s delivery of it is top tier bois.

9- BROTP

Pepper and Tony. I’ve never seen the romance between them, and in my opinion it was there because it seems movies are fucking incapable of not having a romance subplot (no hate to pepperony shippers either, everyone likes what they like and the entire point of fic is to circumvent canon anyways). But as a friendship pairing these two are excellent- they’re a great team, they understand each other on a fundamental level, and their friendship dynamic is interesting. Also, to me, I think their relationship is more compelling without the romance.

10- How did I discovered Marvel?

I’ve mentioned this in other asks but I had a friend make me watch Avengers and I didn’t like it lmao. I only gave it another show two years later and started from the beginning with CA:TFA and then I got into it. I’m not sure what changed or why I took to it later, especially when I found the later half of TFA to be kind of boring (I love Skinny!Steve ok) but it happened and when WS came out I saw it in theaters. From then I was hooked.

12- Make me choose between two characters: Rhodey and Bucky

Damn, I’d rather not have to choose, you suck! But, for the sake of the ask, Rhodey. As a character he’s better constructed, has his own story and motivation outside Tony, he’s funny, and while he has his moments (that I mostly blame on shit writing) he’s a great friend. I honestly wish that we could get a whole movie about him doing things but I did hear some rumors not long ago about Marvel looking into making Iron Man 4 an Ironheart movie and the only thing that would make that better is if Rhodey were her mentor (I literally wrote a story about this once).

Anyways, although I write Bucky a lot more than I do Rhodey I do prefer his character in a more fundamental way simply because he’s more fleshed out. Plus I love male friendships that are actually good and James Rhodey Rhodes is the God Tier of friends. The man spent 3 fucking months combing the desert for his disaster friend and that’s some damn dedication. Especially when you know people must have gotten real damn annoyed with him using resources and shit. But that action alone tells you everything you need to know about him and none of it is bad. I love Rhodey, seriously.

15- Top 5 ships

Tony/T’Challa

Tony/ Bucky

Tony/ Stephen

Tony/Rhodey

And, because I feel compelled to put a ship that doesn’t have Tony in it Steve/Howard

Honorable Mentions: Tony/ Peter Q

16- Top 5 villains

THANOS

Erik Killmonger

Loki

Justin Hammer (he’s just so absurd)

Ghost (from Ant Man and The Wasp)

Seriously, this was hard because Marvel’s villains are shit. They’re all the same one dimensional ‘they’re evil’ type characters.

21- Dream crossover

Basically any urban fantasy world I loved in my teens and the MCU. I’ve written a Vampire Academy/ MCU crossover but I’d love to write a House of Night crossover (I hate the characters in HoN, but love the world ok don’t judge), and a Shadowhunters crossover. I’ve seen some cool stuff with Teen Wolf being crossed over too though.

23- Most layered character

Tony fucking easily. His arcs are always the most compelling (or close to it), he’s had the most character development, and his trauma plays out so beautifully on screen. I’d argue Steve is a close second post WS, but the MCU will never let his character play out the development he’s gotten because they’ll never let Steve be less than perfect, which pisses me off. Otherwise his transition from a solider who wants to do right by his country to a cynical man who doesn’t know how to process the new world he’s been tossed into or how to handle a situation in which the morally correct solution isn’t abundantly obvious would be a compelling watch. But its been consistently proven that Steve will never get a real realization of his new characterization because ~~perfection~~.

27- Favorite moment

Shiiiit. That’s a lot of material and because I have a bad memory I’m going to go with ‘don’t call us plucky, we don’t know what it means’ because that was hilarious lmao.

29- Saddest moment

Shit boi, probs a toss up between Peter P’s death and Bucky’s. Peter’s is obvious but Bucky fucking dusting in front of the dude who spent so long trying to find him again in an effort to feel, even if its just for a moment, like he’s home again? Sad af. I felt awful for Steve there.

30- Most beautiful scene

Pretty much all of Black Panther is a visual treat, but I’m especially fond of T’Challa in the dream world with his father. That scene was so beautiful, and all the colors? Amazing. Only Guardians of the Galaxy even compares visually and even then Wakanda’s beauty has something else to offer that space doesn’t.

32- Actor/Actress I’d like to be cast by Marvel

As mentioned above I pay literally zero attention to actors- its a personal choice not to spend time being a voyeur into other people’s lives and treat them like commodities to consume because I loath celebrity culture (and this isn’t a slam to anyone who enjoys it, its more a slam to people who over engage in it- ie people who care enough to send death threats or paps basically). Anyways that’s an opinion you didn’t ask for, but because of that personal opinion I have no real cast choice lmao.

35- Most boring plotline?

I love Thor but all his movies. The first movie had good personal growth but eh. The second was an ok movie but forgettable (aside from my fav line from Loki in it), and unpopular opinion I hated Thor Ragarok. I mean it was funny. That’s all the good I have to say about it really. Though I have no idea why every comedy writers room is not leaping at a chance to get Taikia on their staff because the man is a comedic genius and that’s honestly being impolite to his comedy skill. Still, as much as I like Thor I didn’t really love any of his movies and all his villains were so fucking boring, even Loki wasn’t that interesting till Avengers. Poor Thor, MCU did him dirty :(

37- Most well done character death

Peter P. I give this to him over Bucky because apparently most of that scene was improv? I cried over my spider son ok. There’s someone who was in that theater with me who heard me sob out ‘my spider son’ and went home to tell people about it. That shit was heartbreaking. Second runner up goes to T’Challa but I didn’t think it was well done, I just thought it was sad as shit for Okoye and I love her so it was upsetting to see her lose her king :(

43- Characters I wish they’ve met

I don’t understand the question :( I think it’s supposed to be ‘characters you wish would met’ but all my wishes were granted in IW. Tony and Stephen met and so did Tony and Quill. I shipped Tony with both characters before they’d interacted on screen so it was nice to see :) Rhodey and Quill would be a fucking hoot together though, throw in Okoye and Valkyrie and you’ve got a bunch of drunk overpowered people telling war stories or, in Quill’s case, stories about that time he stole some shit.

46- What characters outside of the Mcu I’d like to see in a Marvel movie?

Ironheart, but I heard rumors they might do a movie with her. I think it’d be fun to have Riri in screen, especially since Peter is around her age. I’d also love to see a Young Avengers movie or a Kamala Khan/ Ms. Marvel movie though apparently there’s rumors of that too.

50- Characters that deserved better

Tony, Bucky, and Steve but all for different reasons. Steve deserves his fall from grace and not because I think he should suffer, but because keeping him on his pedestal means he’ll never be able to fully process his trauma and move on. Allow him to fall, allow him to know he isn’t perfect, then allow him to know that that’s ok, he doesn’t need to be, he just needs to do the best he can and then allow him a proper chance to move on.

Bucky because he deserves to be a character outside of Steve and, to a much smaller extent, Tony. Let the man have a movie about self actualization after trauma, let him figure out he isn’t Steve Roger’s best friend anymore (and that Steve isn’t really Steve anymore) and that that’s ok, they can both accept themselves as they exist now and still be friends. Let him develop hobbies outside of Steve, have him bond with Rhodey, he needs a good friend. Shit, let him bond with Sam too. Give me a buddy movie where Sam lowkey therapies Bucky into being a fuckin person again and Bucky finds some way to repay him. He can go beat up Scott for that time he kicked Sam’s ass lol.

And Tony because the MCU makes fuckin everything his fault, even stuff that only somewhat involves him. They drive him to an absolute breaking point and then have the characters get pissed that he broke? The only one that I found acceptable was Pepper and that’s mostly because I understand why she’d be freaked out both by Tony’s obsessive behavior and by nearly being eaten by one of his suits. She had her own shit she was dealing with post Mandarin so her I understand. Everyone else though? Mostly makes no sense. Why are you surprised that a person snaps when they’re pushed to the limit? That’s how people work lmao but that’s also because the writers make an active, and completely senseless, choice to have the characters react like Tony’s mental health problems are a choice he made and now he has to suffer because he has PTSD or some shit. Idk, but AoU was the worst for it, and, to a lesser extend IM3 but I refuse to believe Rhodey would really tell Tony to get over himself after a panic attack- the man is emotionally intelligent ok, IM3 did Rhodey dirty.

54- 5 things I love most about: Tony

Tony’s sheer level of wonder at the world around him- the look on his face in IM2 when he rediscovers that element perfectly encapsulates how he feels about learning and moving forward. (Flipside is that sometimes he has trouble staying in the present and that causes problems).

The way he tries no matter how badly he fails. Bih, if my random tests on a rock nearly ended the world I’d out and out throw myself off a cliff. Instead he accepts his part in it (and more) and chooses to try and make the best of it. He’s done that from the moment he got snatched by terrorists in Afghanistan. That in itself is basically a superpower.

His humor. I, too, hide my emotional distress under jokes so I can relate to being a lil bit of an asshole to hide how I feel. (Flipside: people don’t think he takes stuff seriously- hence Steve in the Avengers).

His mental health problems. Ok this one is weird, but I can appreciate that someone drew up a hero that isn’t based in perfection, but who tries to get there anyways. But the dude has problems, a lot of problems, and they aren’t always pretty. But they are complicated and it is compelling to watch.

The way he builds relationships. Its unconventional- Rhodey is probably the only person he’s super close to that he met in a normal way. Happy and Pepper were both people that worked for him and instead of just being their boss he took the time to learn about them and get to know them on a personal level. Obviously he ended up engaged to Pepper, but a guy who knows what his driver’s favorite show is and why he likes it is a good dude. He’d be nice to wait staff in restaurants.

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fanatic-writers · 7 years ago

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New Kid in Town: Welcome to Hell

A/n: So I got this request awhile back, and I adore it, so I decided to make a series based on it. I’ve seen High school AUs done and since I am an official high school student, I thought it’d be fun. I have no idea how long this will be or how regularly I’ll update it, but in honor of my first fic coming out around Thanksgiving, I thoughtI’d double post. (Don’t get used to it) -G

Request: Loki, Thor, Frigga, Odin, a family story about Loki's first school day! They live on earth, they are mortals not gods, Loki's best friend could be one of the Avengers!

(I’ll get to the other Avengers and friends as the series goes on)

Pairing: as of rn all pairings are platonic, but that is likely to change.

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He hated it here, granted he had only been here for a few weeks, but he already wanted to go back home. He supposed this was his home now, but he didn’t think it would ever feel that way. It had taken him awhile to make friends of his own back home, and here he figured he’d be stuck in the same l pace as he used to be. Friends with people who were idiots because his brother was friends with them.

“Loki,” his mother called “you’re going to be late and how would that look? Late on your first day,” she trailed off

The boy pulled on a green jumper and made his way to the kitchen quickly grabbing a piece of toast and heading out the door, his brother was already waiting and as always socializing with some girl.

“Wait, so your name is Thor?” she held in a laugh “I’m sorry I shouldn’t be laughing.”

“It’s fine it gets weirder,” Loki heard his brother say

“Our mother’s name is Frigga, and our father is named Odin,” Thor informed her

“And you control thunder and hit things with hammers?” she asked, “Also, our?”

“Ready to go Thor?” Loki piped up joining the two despite not wanting to

“Let me guess your name is Baldr?” the girl said turning to Loki

“No,” he replied, annoyed by this new girl

“His name is Loki,” Thor said

“Well I’m Y/n, it’s nice to meet you.” she informed him “You two want a ride? I usually stop for coffee, and I wouldn’t mind getting you something as a welcome to the neighborhood thing.”

Loki looked over to see his brother with a wide grin and rolled his eyes, he’d much rather freeze on the walk to school than go and get coffee with their neighbor. She walked them over to her car which to Loki’s surprise looked like shit. She looked like the kind of girl whose parents would buy her whatever she wanted but instead she had an older car marked with a few dents. As she opened her door, she climbed across the seat to unlock the other door and slip up the front seat to let Loki in.

“It looks a bit cramped, but I have short legs so. Oh, and if there's any garbage back there you can just… throw it somewhere. Sorry, it's kind of a shit hole, but it wasn’t too expensive, and my parents made me buy my own car after I accidentally hit one of theirs while trying to park my other car.”

“It’s alright,” Thor replied sliding into his seat.

Loki tucked his legs to his chest in anticipation of having his feet crushed but was surprised when the seat only slip back half as far as Thor’s was.

Y/n turned around and smiled at him “Told you, short legs.” and with that, they were off.

After hearing about the story of how she got her car and seeing the dents on the side, Loki had to admit he was a little afraid for his life but, for the most part, the drive was boring and safe. The girl pulled up to the drive-thru for their coffee and despite the large bill paid for the three of them. The only complaint was the lack of cupholders. They even arrived at school 15 minutes early which was great because the brothers had to meet their ambassadors aka an over glorified student that probably didn’t even want to show them around.

“You guys need help finding lockers or anything?” she asked when they got into the school. Loki immediately darted off hoping that was enough of an answer. After a few minutes to get his bearings he made his way to the office and was face to face with the girl that had brought him here.

“You’re in luck,” she smiled as she showed him a slip of paper with his name on it “I give the best tours.”

Loki rolled his eyes but followed her around the school as he was told.

“So you probably got the run down the other day like most transfers, so I’m basically going to tell you who to avoid and what classes are the worse, which is all of them let's be honest. You’re in math and chem with Tony so if you have trouble you can always copy his work, he also does homework for kids but he charges, and it’s not worth it. And you have English with Nat and me so that should be fun, Wanda is in our class I think you’ll like her.” she lead him from class to class, and as much as Loki tried to not like her it was reasonably hard considering they were more alike than he initially thought.

“Question,” she stopped in the hallway “do you hate this place? And be honest.”

He hesitated slightly “yes.”

‘Good,” she smiled “you’ll fit right in.”

His first class wasn’t so bad he had to take a mandatory art class and their was a quieter girl that he sat next to, despite not being able to draw at all he couldn’t help but try when sitting next to someone who seemed so naturally good at it. Per her duties Y/n was waiting for him after every class, they had English together right before lunch.

“You’ve got a few options,” she told him “sit with me and my friends which I can almost guarantee you’ll hate considering my friends are ass holes, sit with the other transfers or go and talk to Wanda and sit with her and her friends. I know it sounds like I’m pushing you out but she is actually one of the most interesting people I’ve met she’s from Sokovia, her accent is beautiful, and she is honestly the smartest girl I’ve ever met.” Y/n pointed out the girl that was in Loki’s art class, and he nodded.

“Thanks,” he muttered as he walked over to the girl “mind if I join you?”

She was nose deep in a book “go ahead,”

“We have art together, you’re an amazing painter,” he commented trying to break the ice, but it seemed Wanda was more interested in her book than him. He looked over to see Y/n and her friends laughing, he should’ve sat with them, there was still one open seat he could still infiltrate their group. He sighed and moved to the seat which was taken by Thor just before he got to it.

“Brother,” Thor smiled “I didn’t realize you were going to sit with Y/n.”

“I didn’t realize he was either,” A redhead piped up

“Oh shut it, Nat,” Y/n said, “you were a transfer once too, and the only reason we’re friends is because Wanda introduced us when you moved here.”

“Yeah well, I was a cool transfer,” Nat smirked “He’s from England,” Y/n countered

Loki rolled his eyes “I could just go sit with Wanda,”

“Oh please that’s social suicide,” Nat said

“Clint sits with him, and that doesn’t stop you from liking him,” another boy came up to the table and sat in his seat.

“I don’t like Clint,” she said “It’s common knowledge, and the new kid is going to have to figure it out.” the boy replied

Y/n sighed as the conversation carried on and moved to stand beside Loki. “What do you want to do because I can pull up a chair or I can introduce you to Wanda or Clint or whoever else you want to sit with.”

“You run this school doesn't you?” Loki asked

“No that would be Skye and Maria,” the girl said pointing to a table filled with more jocks and cheerleaders “my group is full of the outcasts, the jock that is a senior but didn’t make team captain or varsity, the girl that’s good at art but not good enough, the math nerd who’s loaded and is entitled af, and the musician who isn’t going to pick up a violin after she graduates.”

“And Wanda’s group?”

“They’re the artists, the nerds that are actually nice, and the people who actually have talent.” she informed him “They know the way this school works better than anyone else because they’re able to watch everything from the sidelines. Some see joining their group as social suicide but really if you want to fit in with a group theirs is the place to be, not ours.”

Loki nodded and walked back over to the table which had a few more people sitting at it now.

“If it isn’t richy-rich,” one of the boys at the table chimed in

“I’m just here to introduce one of the new students,” Y/n said visibly tensing at the nick-name

“Not good enough for you like the rest of us?” the same boy said

“Clint,” Wanda muttered, “not now.”

“This is Loki, he’s from England. I figured he’d prefer your group to mine.” the girl said like nothing was wrong and left, Loki could still feel the tension as he took a seat. “It’s nice to meet you,” the other boy said “I’m Bruce, and that’s Wanda, and if you hadn’t figured out, he’s Clint. Scott should be here soon.”

“Nice to meet you as well,” Loki said

“It’s really not, don’t pretend it is,” Clint said

“Clint,” Wanda said again

“What, we all know he’s only here cause Y/n doesn’t want to ruin her perfect group. They’re the ‘cool’ outcasts, and we’re the other ones, the leftovers. The ones who don’t have enough money or street cred to be with her and her friends.”

“She seemed nice,” Loki muttered

“She is,” Wanda spoke up “she just has funny ways of showing it. I wouldn’t tell you to avoid her but,” she sighed “like she said you’re probably better off here.”

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A/n: I hope you guys like this series idea, I have no idea where it’s going so if you have suggestions let me know! -G

tag list: @17marvelousfreak @error-404-found @r-alexandra01

(If you’d like to be added let me know!

#tony x reader #tony stark #loki #thor #wanda maximoff #bruce banner #steve roges #natasha romanoff #loki x reader

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andinewton · 7 years ago

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Second Chances - Avengers Redemption Series - Part One - Chapter 57

Characters: Loki, Maia Tomson (OFC), Sigyn, pretty much everyone from the MCU appears at some point, including some special appearances by members of the X-Men!

Pairings: Loki x Maia Tomson, Loki x Sigyn,

Warnings: Smut, so much smut, violence, swearing; listen, it’s NSFW and 18+, just bear that in mind!

Word Count: 179105

Summary: Loki has been handed over to The Avengers to pay penance for his past crimes, underpowered and underwhelmed by his post he is assigned a new ‘guide to Midgard’ by his superiors and is more than a little surprised when a petite freckled, redhead is waiting in the conference room, not at all like the previous handlers he has been assigned, who quit after a very short time with the snarky god. Maia Tomson is a trained literature teacher and counsellor, maybe not someone you would have picked out to be a guide to the God of Mischief but her mentor, Charles Xavier, knows she likes a challenge, and when The Avengers ask him to recommend someone she is top of his list. Surprised by the assignment, Maia takes it on, promising to do her best, but was not counting on a mutual attraction with her charge.

Join Loki on a journey to discover that his heart is not as frozen as he believes it to be, an adventure spanning almost a millennia of love gained and lost and rediscovered in the most unlikely of places…

Master List

Chapter 57

Summary: GIRLS NIGHT! Darcy has the night all planned out, with a special guest included!

Girls night. Darcy had pulled out all the stops, spared no expense, and she was damn sure she was going to get some juicy information. She had turned one of the rec rooms into a girly extravaganza, decorated with balloons and streamers, a table of high quality nibbles and an enormous array of drinks, plus blankets, pillows and fairy lights. Thank goodness she had been at the store with Thor when the emergency went off otherwise she’d have been set back maybe an entire hour on lockdown. The whole place was cosy AF, and she was pretty damn proud of herself. She had messaged everyone and told them to come in their pyjamas, as she didn't feel like getting dressed up, and snuggled up in her Avengers themed onesie seemed the perfect way to spend the evening. Jane helped her set up, once she could drag her away from analysing the "fascinating energy signature" the whatever the hell it was that came after Loki was, and they were first pyjama'd and with a drink in hand. Admittedly Jane only had a coke but Darcy opened a bottle of wine, turning up her girls night playlist. Four hundred and seventy six songs to tell dirty stories to.

‘So, how many are we expecting? Because I think you have enough food to feed about a hundred?’ Jane asked as she looked over the spread. ‘Seven or eight.’ Darcy said as she danced over to her friend. ‘You’re going to be eating cheese and cold cuts for months.’ Jane shook her head. ‘Nah, I’ll just let Thor loose in here when we’re done. He’s, like, the Asgardian food vacuum.’ ‘You have a point.’ Darcy held a bottle out to her. ‘C’mon, Jane, rum up that coke.’ ‘Later, Darcy, it’s barely past six.’ ‘It’s five o’clock somewhere!’ She sang the song. ‘It’s past five o’clock.’ Jane pointed out as Darcy poured rum in the glass anyway. ‘Exactly.’ ‘Knock knock.’ Nat called as she led both Sigyn and Wanda into the room. ‘Very nice, Darcy. Good job.’ Wanda nodded, impressed with her work. ‘Thank you, this is now our girl cave. I’m considering leaving the lights up and woe betide any man who tries to remove them.’ ‘What are you drinking, Sigyn?’ Nat said pointedly as she crossed the room. ‘Uh, wine? White unless we have some of that stupidly good red Loki keeps stealing.’ ‘He’s not the only one who steals it.’ Nat smiled as she held up one of many bottles. ‘Whoa, Sigyn? We’re calling you Sigyn now?’ Darcy dashed across the room and grabbed her hand, pulling her away from where she had stayed by the door. She shrugged. ‘I feel more like Sigyn than Maia. It’s a weird transition I don’t think I’m all the way through yet.’ ‘But that’s so cool! You’ve embraced your past life, and your current one. You get to be two different people.’ ‘It’s not really that simple, but I know what you mean.’ ‘So you and Janey are practically like sister-in-laws!’ ‘Almost kind of maybe not quite?’ Sigyn suggested. ‘Good answer.’ She said as she pulled her phone out of her bra as it vibrated. ‘Aw Maria and Pepper can’t make it.’ ‘Who else are we waiting on?’ Nat asked. ‘Just one more, I think.’ ‘You have too much food, in that case.’ ‘Told you.’ Jane said as she passed to sit on one of the couches. ‘I like to be prepared.’ Darcy argued. ‘And I thought Maria and Pepper could come until just now, and Sharon is who knows where.’ ‘Lisbon.’ Nat said. ‘How do you know that?’ Nat just shrugged with a small smile. ‘That’s meant to be classified.’ Nat laughed. ‘It’s not classified, she’s on a layover and her flight was delayed.’ ‘Does that mean we’re all here?’ Jane asked. ‘Good evening.’ They all turned at the new voice in the doorway and Sigyn grinned. ‘Oh Sif, how did you get roped into this?’ She asked as she approached her friend, who held a small keg under her arm. ‘The chance to spend the evening telling stories to embarrass men while drinking with some of the strongest women I know? How could I not?’ She said as they embraced. ‘Now we’re all here.’ Darcy grinned. It was only minutes before everyone was seated with drinks, Sif and Sigyn taking a two seater together while Darcy held court in the overly large armchair. ‘Okay, since Sif is new, we need to introduce her slowly to the premise of girls night.’ ‘Trust me, she doesn’t need introducing to the premise.’ Sigyn laughed. ‘She practically invented it.’ ‘Did I?’ Sif looked at her innocently. ‘Who grilled me six ways ’til Sunday about just how many gentleman callers it had taken to make me a lady before I returned to Asgard?’ ‘That does sound somewhat familiar.’ Sif said exaggeratedly. ‘And what was the answer?’ Darcy asked. ‘The same as it was then, a lady doesn’t kiss and tell.’ ‘Or anything else, apparently.’ Sif laughed. ‘Took just one man to make me consider going to the other side.’ Darcy commented as she took a large swig of her drink. ‘Whoa, Darcy, why I have never heard that one before?’ Nat asked. ‘Because it’s a tale of adolescent awkwardness and we want tales of adult debauchery!’ ‘Shame, you’d do well batting for the other team.’ Nat toasted her and there was a round of shocked “ohhhhh!”s. ‘If you were batting for it I’d be there, girl, you know I’d hit that.’ ‘Wow, we degraded faster than normal.’ Jane remarked into her glass. ‘Okay, so what goes on at an Asgardian girls night?’ ‘It’s not all that different.’ Sigyn assured them. ‘The alcohol is stronger.’ She nodded towards the contents of the glass Sif held that she had already tried to convince her to share, but she reminded her she had a human constitution to consider and wanted to remember the night. ‘And the tales wilder.’ Sif smiled. ‘I don’t know, we get pretty wild.’ Darcy said defensively. ‘As wild as Sif after a battle? When she really wants to celebrate? I bet there’s less blood involved.’ ‘That was one time.’ Sif said. ‘And it was consensual so it matters not.’ ‘Okay, we need to hear that one first.’ Darcy pointed at her Asgardian guest. Several hours later and the giggling had intensified. They were halfway through a round of Fuck, Marry, Kill, which Darcy had renamed; Wed, Bed, Behead. ‘Sigyn; Loki, Thor or Fandral?’ ‘That’s a little unfair.’ She complained as Wanda and Jane laughed. ‘I already bed and wed one of them.’ ‘And bedded again. And again.’ Sif reminded her. ‘Nuh uh, rules. You have to choose.’ ‘If I wed do I not get to bed though? Because that leaves us with the idea that the marriage isn’t consummated which leaves it null and void, surely?’ She suggested. ‘She’s going to kill Fandral.’ Sif said simply. ‘That goes without saying. I can’t very well kill Loki or Thor.’ She bit her lip as she thought. ‘Okay, if, and I mean if, I get to use the marital bed then I’m marrying Loki because, best of both worlds.’ ‘Which means bedding Thor.’ Nat pointed out. ‘But is it just once? Or is he the only one I’m ever allowed to sleep with? Because if I don’t sleep with my husband but can repeatedly sleep with who I bed, then I’d swap Loki and Thor in a heartbeat. I’d rather be married to Thor and not abusing his hammer than not be able to make mischief with the god of it.’ ‘Shit, she has a point. I want to change my answers.’ Jane said, who had had to choose between Thor, Bruce and Steve. This started another round of laughter. ‘You ruined the game with logic.’ Darcy threw a pillow at Sigyn who deflected it with her hand. ‘I’m sorry, but I even have to consider I was the Goddess of Fidelity which means I’d have to be true to whoever I wed, so no bedding anyway. Which means Loki. Thor gets blue balls.’ ‘Jesus, this is more complicated than I thought.’ Darcy muttered. ‘Okay, new game. Question; weirdest, most outlandish place you’ve ever had sex.’ ‘You totally go first.’ Jane told her. ‘Okay. Roof of the lab in Puente Antigua. Go.’ ‘What?’ Jane asked. ‘On your lawn chair.’ She grinned as Jane pulled a disgusted face. ‘Who with?’ ‘That wasn’t part of the question.’ Darcy smirked, getting up and going to the food table. ‘Extended question. Where and who?’ Jane amended. ‘Just some guy from the bar.’ Darcy shrugged as she pushed a whole slice of beef into her mouth. ‘Wow, just, wow.’ ‘I know yours.’ Sigyn leant in to Sif with a small smile. ‘As I know yours.’ She replied smugly and she received raised eyebrows as a reply. ‘Don’t I?’ Sigyn shook her head. ‘Well, it depends. Which life are we talking about? Because I have two to consider.’ ‘Weirdest of the two.’ Wanda suggested as Nat said; ‘Both.’ ‘Someone else go first, I already messed up the last game.’ She got up and went to the table where Darcy offered her a plate. ‘She doesn’t want to tell one of them.’ Nat said teasingly. ‘I don’t want to tell either of them, really.’ ‘Mine was the roof of the Kremlin. I think.’ Nat shrugged. ‘On the roof?’ Wanda laughed. ‘It was dark out, it was private.’ Nat shrugged. ‘Or it could be in the tunnel off Grand Central. Which is weirder?’ ‘They’re both pretty weird.’ Darcy replied. ‘Come on, Sigyn, you have to have better than that. You can’t let Nat take the gold when you have two lifetimes to call on.’ ‘Maia’s is pretty boring.’ She said, hoping to get out of it. ‘Danger Room at X-Manor?’ Nat suggested. ‘God, I’m not suicidal.’ ‘It can’t be that embarrassing.’ Jane said. ‘Tell them yours.’ Darcy smiled at her and Jane sat back in her nest of cushions. ‘It’s not my turn yet.’ ‘Yeah, I thought so.’ She turned back to Sigyn and gave her puppy dog eyes. ‘Pleeeaasseee. You’re one of us now. We share everything.’ She screwed up her eyes and sighed. ‘Fine.’ Darcy cheered and clapped her hands. ‘The training room.’ ‘The training room here?’ Darcy went wide eyed as Nat started laughing. ‘Oh, really? You’ve only been here a few days, so I’m saying with Loki, but when?’ ‘It’s kind of how we defrosted the room.’ She said quietly as she blushed, her cheeks pinking further than they had been thanks to the wine. ‘Heat.’ Wanda nodded. ‘Well, there are worst ways to call it.’ ‘And worst people to call it with.’ Darcy started piling her plate. ‘You have a bit of a crush on the God of Mischief, don’t you?’ Nat asked. ‘Please.’ Darcy rolled her eyes. ‘I have a lady boner for all The Avengers. Present company included.’ ‘That’s…disturbing.’ Wanda said. ‘Not an ugly one of you in the bunch.’ Darcy waved her hand at the women. ‘Anyway, we’re getting off topic. What’s Sigyn’s weirdest?’ ‘I want to know what Sif thinks it is.’ Jane said. ‘Then we can compare.’ ‘Oh no.’ Sigyn shook her head and went back to her seat with a small selection of food. ‘She knows too much.’ ‘We could be all night, if I list them all.’ Sif pointed out. ‘Just the weirdest.’ Nat reminded her. ‘The great library on Asgard comes to mind.’ ‘Not the one I’m thinking of.’ Sigyn smiled smugly. Sif narrowed her eyes at her. ‘Frigga’s private garden?’ Again she shook her head. ‘I know you snuck off after several battles when you should have been helping us with the remnants.’ ‘Still not weird. We always used somewhere private.’ ‘Covered in the blood of your enemies is a little weird.’ ‘You know Loki can clean that stuff up easy enough.’ Sif sighed. ‘You are really going to make me list the many places I can think of?’ ‘I’m not that mean.’ She offered her the plate and Sif took one of the olives. ‘It was Odin’s throne.’ ‘What?’ There was almost a chorus from around the room and Sif gave her horrified eyes. ‘The Allfather’s throne?’ Sigyn nodded. ‘Just once. Okay, maybe three times. We nearly got caught the third time. What can I say? Loki has a king kink.’ ‘We all noticed that.’ Darcy came and sat down again. ‘On the actual throne?’ ‘On the actual throne.’ ‘When were you able to do that without getting caught?’ Sif looked at her in disbelief. ‘Middle of the night. We’d sneak out of Loki’s room. Third time he had to turn us invisible halfway through when the watch decided to take a tour of the throne room and the bastard still wouldn’t stop. That place echoes like crazy.’ ‘It does.’ Sif was still looking at her in complete amazement. ‘Do I dare ask if it coincided with anything in particular?’ ‘You know Loki.’ She shrugged. ‘Yes, he has a very…unique sense of humour. Which worries me as to what I just asked.’ ‘He liked to have it coincide with Odin holding court with visiting dignitaries, normally when we all had to attend and Loki would just grin at me from across the room, knowing full well what we had been doing just hours earlier on the throne everyone was bowing to.’ ‘He is such a pervert.’ Jane said. ‘Aren’t all men?’ Nat pointed out. ‘Pretty much.’ Darcy agreed. ‘Anywhere else, besides the library, flower garden and, ew, the room you guys train in?’ ‘Must be someone else’s turn?’ Sigyn asked hopefully. ‘Maybe. How many years were you and Loki together?’ ‘Over three hundred.’ ‘Nope, you have lots more stories to tell us.’ Darcy grinned. ‘Did you call this entire girls night just to get the juicy details on Loki?’ ‘You and Loki.’ She corrected her. ‘But, I admit, it was coincidental yet perfect timing.’ Sigyn pulled a face. ‘I don’t think I want to get more juicy than abusing Odin’s throne.’ ‘Then what about your wedding? An Asgardian wedding has to be awesome.’ ‘They almost were not wed at all.’ Sif said. ‘Odin forbade it.’ ‘Forbidden love? This gets better!’ Darcy crossed her legs and pulled a cushion into her lap. ‘Story time!’ ‘And she was betrothed to someone else.’ ‘Do you want to tell the story?’ Sigyn asked. ‘Because you’re welcome to.’ ‘I do not know every little detail as you do, but if you wish I can tell them what I know, or we can tell it together.’ ‘You add anything I can’t remember. Some stuff is still coming back. I know the important bits but not everything.’ ‘You’re really going to share?’ Darcy said excitedly. ‘I’ll share.’ She said with a sigh. ‘But only because it does help me with details.’

Chapter 58

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