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[pondering-gales-left-orb]

Me an idiot: aw yis only one spot left on the map lets go Denerim i feel like im nearing the end of the game gotta start downloading dragon age 2 woo

-denerim has its own sub map with 35000000 locations

-everything is here all the secret societies all the guilds everything and they all want somthing

- i cant even fool anyone all the guards know my face cause they got shown a sketch for immediate capture but for some reason they all flirt instead okay

-the elves are locked up ???? In thier own district??? Wtf is going on wtf wtf wtf

-i took one step to the right and got involved WITH A CULT

- THE ANTIVIAN CROWS ARE HERE HIDE YOUR ZEVRAN

- what do you mean reading a book opend up 3 more locations on the world map heLP

-im somehow helping elevate the crime rate and also helping take down the crime rate how did i get into this

- ?????? THERE IS ALWAYS MORE?? WHAT

-OH FUCK I FORGOT ABOUT THE DLCS AND SHIT AAAAH

i am booboo the fool for thinking i was near the end hahahahahahhahaagagagagaagagsjskemsmdje

Might as well take all my gold and buy a house in denerim cause lt looks like we are STAYING

Cue 100 years of me imagning my crew living together in a tiny house with 2014 avengers tower fanfic level of shenanigans

[aquaticalay]

Do That Again (Bucky Barnes x reader)

HEYYYYYYY!  I’m accepting requests again! Anyway here is a request from an anon a while ago, enjoy! (Basically very very slight angst and lots of fluff!)

Also I have post this imagine before, but it didn’t show up in the tags :(

Summary: You get shot and Bucky thinks its his fault.

Word Count: 1491

Warning(s): Cursing, blood

42. “I’m okay. You’re okay. We’re okay.”

43. “Hear my heartbeat? Just focus on that.”

The mission went pretty smoothly, at first.

It was just a surveillance mission, or was supposed to be. You, Bucky, and Sam were sent into a private quarantine zone. Steve had suspicions that they were conducting illegal human and animal genetic experimentation, but he had no proof. He couldn’t attack or open fire without solid proof that they were doing what he suspected. So, like any good leader, he sent in a reconnaissance team. It originally consisted of you, Clint, and Sam, but since Clint is supervising the training of the New Avengers, Bucky volunteered almost immediately.

“You don’t have to volunteer, Buck,” Steve said, “Nat’s got this one covered.”

Bucky cursed under his breath, “Steve, when was the last time you paired me and (Y/n) together?”

Steve counted the time in his head, “Six months, maybe?”

“Exactly! Why would you do that? You know I like her, I told you,” – he whispered the last part, in fear that someone would hear- “and I was expecting you to be a good wing-man.”

“I didn’t pair you with her because you like her,” Steve pointed out, “I don’t want you to get distracted.”

“C’mon!” Bucky exclaimed, “I never get distracted! When have I ever failed you?”

Steve looked at him dead in the eyes, “You fell off a train.”

“Touché.” He acknowledged.

“You’re not going, case closed.” Steve said, but unable to hide the small grin on his face. It was good seeing him like this, actually feeling something again, head over heels for a girl.

“Steve, you’ve got to let me do this, man,” Bucky was practically begging. He couldn’t believe after all those years looking out for Steve, that now Steve was the one looking out for him. Oh, how the tables have turned.

Steve sighed. “Fine, fine.”

Steve was surprised by a bear hug from his best friend, “Thanks, man.”

-

It was a simple mission, nothing you haven’t done a thousand times before. Sam would be the lookout outside, which, given his wings, makes a lot of sense. His wings would be useless inside, where there wasn’t even room to fly. You and Bucky would climb in the air vents, which would eventually lead to the main server, and you would hack into the system to get the information you need, while Bucky watches your back, should anyone intervene. The rest were details. Pretty simple, right?

Apparently, not.

Two patrolling guards passed the main server room armed with what looked like AR-15s. Standard firearms, nothing Bucky couldn’t handle.

“(Y/n),” He whispered, “Are you done?”

“I’ll tell you when I’m done,” you hissed. As much as you enjoyed his presence, you didn’t like being distracted while on the job.

“Well, you better hurry up, cause we’ve got company,” He warned, just as the two guards stepped inside and noticed them.

“Hey!” one of the guards shouted, pointing his gun at the two of you, “hands in the air!”

Bucky whispered to you, “Keep doing what you’re doing, I got this.”

“You sure?” You asked, and he nodded on the side of his head.

“I said hands in the air!” the guard said sternly.

He froze in his tracks, staring right into the eyes of one of the guards.

Before the guards could process anything, Bucky moved at an almost inhuman speed, disarming the guards. In the process, one of the guards fired his gun at Bucky, which he successfully redirected, and suddenly you felt pain in your abdomen. Your vision became blurry, your body trying to acknowledge the pain and where it was coming from.

You looked down and saw a pool of blood dripping underneath you. You locked eyes with Bucky, and whispered under your breath, “shit.”

“(Y/n)!” He shouted, knocking out one guard, and breaking the neck of the other out of anger.

He ran over to you just before your body hit the ground. “Shit, (Y/n), I’m so sorry,” he said, ripping part of his uniform to put pressure on the wound. “God, I’m so, so stupid.”

“A-are you oka-y?” you muttered under your breath. “Seriously, (Y/n)? You’re the one bleeding out and you’re worried about me?”

“Just answer the g-goddamn question, Barnes,” you demanded. He saw the worry in your eyes, and decided that it was the least he could do.

“I’m okay,” he reassured, “You’re okay. We’re okay.”

You tilted your head down, and saw that Bucky’s hand was drenched in blood, your blood.

“T-that’s a lot of blood,” you coughed up, and weakly handed Bucky a USB. “Here,” you told him, “Everything y-you need is h-here. Go.”

He looked at you as if you had just lost your mind. “There’s no way I’m leaving you here,” he grunted, picking you up, treating you like fragile glass. He tapped into the communications system, “Sam, (Y/n)’s been shot. You need to get to the quinjet and meet us on the south side on the roof.”

“Copy that,” he replied.

-

When you got in the quinjet, Bucky was able to treat your wound with a first aid kit, but your blood was overflowing. You floated in and out of consciousness, and Bucky was struggling to keep you awake.

“Sam, how long until we reach the compound?” He shouted, and Sam replied, “At our top speed, fifteen minutes.” You could hear the worry in Sam’s voice. “We might not have that much time,” he said.

“That b-bad, huh?” you asked, turning your head to Bucky.

There was no point in denying it, Bucky was now covered in blood, unable to stop the bleeding, pressing on the wound careful not to harm you with his metal arm.

“Jesus, Buck, it hurts,” She cursed.

“I know, please- just- Stay with me, okay?” He said desperately.

You were going to mouth a ‘yes,’ when your eyes rolled back. The last thing you heard was Bucky calling out your name frantically.

-

Sam flew the quinjet in record time, which might just save your life. Bucky took a mental note to thank him later, but right now, his focus was on you. Banner, Strange, and Shuri took you away to the med bay, and all he could do now is wait, and it killed him to wait.

-

Your eyes fluttered open slowly, adjusting to the light.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Where were you? Your eyes were fixated on the light bulb right ahead of you. You shifted in your bed, and looked around the room. Beside you, asleep on a one-seater chair was Bucky.

“Buck,” You ground, your voice as coarse as salt, “Bucky.”

His eyes snapped open, and at took a moment for him to realize you were awake.

“Oh, god, (Y/n),” He said, inching closer to you, “Are you okay?”

You sat up without even flinching. You could feel a slight pain in your stomach, but aside from that, you were okay. You felt okay, surprisingly, and you have Shuri and Wakandan healing tech to thank.

“I think so,” you said, facing him, sitting on the edge of the bed. “What happened?”

“Y-you got shot,” he stuttered, “You were on the operating table for twelve hours, I-” he choked on his word, holding back the tears, “I thought I was going to lose you.”

“But you didn’t,” You said softly.

Bucky sighed, frustrated with himself. He stood up, combing his metal arm through his hair. “No, you don’t understand, (Y/n), it was my fault, if I hadn’t convinced Steve-”

“Convinced Steve what?” you quipped, tilting your head. You weren’t angry, no, just curious.

“Nat was supposed to be on the mission with you, not me. I wanted to spend time with you, I- it’s just we never hang out anymore, so I convinced Steve to let me come with you instead of Nat, just so I could be with you, and I fucked up. I did a lousy job keeping you safe. If it was Nat instead of me you’d be-”

“Hey,” you interrupted, and motioned him to come close. You pat the space next to you on the bed, gesturing him to sit next to you, and he complied.

You could see the tears threatening to spill from his eyes and wrapped your hands around his neck, pulling him into the crook of your neck, just close enough to your heart for him to hear.

“Hear my heartbeat?” you felt him nod, “Just focus on that, Okay? You didn’t lose me, it wasn’t your fault.” You felt Bucky’s hand wrap around your waist. He dug his head further into your neck.

“Oh, and Buck?” you called, “Yeah?”

“The whole you convincing Steve thing so you could spend time with me? That was pretty cute,” you chuckled. He pulled away, his cheeks as red as cherries. “I- um,-”

You cut him off, leaning into him, pressing a short, sweet kiss on his lips, pulling away before he could process what was happening.

There was a short amount of silence, before Bucky blurted out, “Do that again, please?”

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[myriadimagines]

Headcanons for being Peter Parker’s twin sister who didn’t disappear in the Snap, and Tony and Pepper taking her in because both Pete and Aunt May disappeared, so she didn’t have anywhere to go?

BEING PETER’S TWIN SISTER, AND TONY AND PEPPER TAKING YOU IN AFTER THE SNAP:

You were sitting with Peter right before he jumped out the school bus

“I’ll be right back!” “Stay safe!”

It pains you to think that’s the last you ever saw him again

You were with May when she disappeared. too

You were both anxiously watching the news, getting any update you could on the situation, and worrying about Peter

One moment she was holding you, trying to reassure you everything was going to be okay, the next moment, she was gone

You didn’t know what to do with May gone; you had no other family to turn to

Each day you desperately hoped Peter would come back, but with each day that passed with him gone, you had to face the fact that he was gone, too

When Tony returned from space, the first thing he knew he needed to do was find you

He felt like he owed it to Peter and May to take care of you, and he didn’t know how else to solve the guilt that weighed down on him for losing Peter

Although you already feared the worst when Tony came by your apartment and Peter wasn’t with him, it still broke you to hear the news that your brother was gone

“I’m- I’m so sorry.” “I shouldn’t have let him get off that bus, Mr. Stark, I—” “Don’t say that, kid, it’s not your fault.”

Living with the couple is strange, because although you knew Peter looked up to Tony and you knew him quite well too, you feel like you’re living in a stranger’s home

But Tony and Pepper do whatever they can to make you feel comfortable

They care for you like their own daughter, and they want you to be happy

Pepper is always there for you as a shoulder to cry on, and she’s a great listener whenever you’re upset

You miss Peter and May every day, and it’s hard because so many things remind you of them

Old clothes that you used to steal from Peter, books that May used to read over and over again, shows that you all used to watch together

You and Tony talk about Peter a lot, and even though it sucks knowing he’s not with you, it’s nice to keep his memory alive and laugh over silly memories

As the years go by, it becomes less painful, but you still think about them

When Pepper gives birth to Morgan, you’re thrilled to have a little sister, and you’re always telling her stories about Peter

“Can I meet him?” “I... maybe one day, Morgan. Maybe one day.”

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[yelena-bellova]

Hello! Congratulations on 900 followers! ❤️ i was wondering if I could request a Steve Rogers x Reader (Female) with prompt #14! Maybe like a medieval au? Totally up to you though! Love you! And thank you in advance 💕💕

You’re My Future

Plot: Sometimes people find their way to each other through grief. And sometimes it’s the person they’re grieving who pushes them together.

Warnings: talk of death

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: It’s been almost a year since I’ve written for Mr. Rogers so this was really fun. Also, sorry it’s not an AU but I’ve never written one and was hesitant to try lol

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14: “Don’t pretend that you don’t feel the same way.”

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Tony was gone.

He’d been gone for days now but the funeral had made it truly feel final. Even though I’d watched him take his last breath, it wasn’t till Pepper had sent the arc reactor into the lake that it became real. That was the reason I was currently sitting in the small forest on the Stark’s land, weeping silently into my hands. Some had left, some of the core team had stuck around for dinner and some like me were grieving somewhere private. I didn’t need to look up to know whose footsteps crunching against leaves were coming toward me. I felt him sit down next to me and was pulled into his side by a strong arm around my shoulders.

“He’s really gone,” I whispered, stifling another sob.

Steve settled my head underneath his chin, “I know,” he replied quiet enough that if I hadn’t felt the vibrations of his chest, I wouldn’t have known he’d said anything.

“Him and Nat...I just can’t imagine what life is going to look like without them,” I continued, “You’d think I’d be used to losing people by now.”

Steve sighed and his hand rubbed over my arm, “We just have to try to get on as best we can. Surround ourselves with the people we love.”

At his last sentence, my body tensed. I knew there was more meaning behind Steve’s sentiment than just helpful advice for mourning. I’d gone with him and Tony to Camp Lehigh and been with Steve when we’d blindly stumbled into a room to hide from security. Only the room ended up being Peggy Carter’s office. I’d gotten a front row seat to my captain’s almost reunion with his great lost love which I’d have been fine with... Had I not been in love with him myself. I’d kept it hidden for years, convincing myself that it was better to keep Steve in my life however I could. Even if it killed me every day not to be with him.

But now, I knew exactly what Steve was getting at.

I untangled myself from his arms and wiped my tears away. “I suppose now that you’re going to return the stones, you’re planning to leave us.”

“What?” Steve said, his forehead creasing and brows furrowed.

I breathily chuckled, “Steve, you and I have been friends for a long time. If you have a opportunity to be with Peggy again, you obviously need to take it.”

“Who said I was thinking about taking that chance?” he asked incredulously.

I tilted my head to look at him disbelievingly, “I was there, I saw your face when you saw her. You’re a terrible liar so please,” I rose from the ground and dusted off my black dress, “Don’t act like that moment isn’t all you’ve been thinking about since it happened.”

“Wait, Y/n,” Steve rushed out as I turned to leave, “Hang on a second.”

He lightly took hold of my arm to stop me, spinning me around to face him and grasping my other arm, “You’re right, I haven’t stopped thinking about that moment but not for the reasons you think.”


“Steve, you don’t need to justify yourself to me,” I protested, “You’re my friend and if this is what’s going to make you happy then I think you should do it.” Lie. A complete and utter lie.

“Yes, seeing Peggy again was a shock to say the least. But it gave me the clarity I needed to see that my future isn’t in the past. It’s here,” he stopped, his gaze darting to his feet, “With you.”

My head shot up at the same time as Steve was raising his to judge my reaction to his confession, “What did you say?”

The corner of his mouth quirked up adorably, “You heard me.”

In every situation I’d imagined confessing to Steve that I loved him, never once had I considered that it would be him to initiate the conversation. I had zero idea on how to react and for some stupid reason, I decided to double down on the lie I’d lived out all these years.


“Steve, you know I love you and you mean the world to me. But I can’t-“

“Don’t do that, Y/n,” he shook his head, “Please don’t pretend that you don’t feel the same way because I know you do.”

I sputtered awkwardly as I searched for any combination of words, “How would you even know if I felt the same way?”

Steve leaned in as if we were surrounded by people and lowly said, “Tony told me the morning of the heist. He said that you were a lightweight and had confessed it to him a few years back.”

I closed my eyes in embarrassment as I remembered a night two years prior where Tony and Pepper had invited me over for dinner. After Morgan had been tucked into bed and Pepper had followed soon after, Tony and I had stayed up drinking and reminiscing about old missions. It hadn’t taken more than one beer to have me confessing my feelings for the super soldier, but I’d made Tony swear to never say anything. He’d promised me that it wouldn’t leave his lips.

“Before you say anything,” Steve held up a hand, “When he told me, he said that even though he told you he wouldn’t say anything, he felt he needed to. He said that if the worst were to happen, he knew you’d be too stubborn to ever admit it yourself.”

Tears began to well in my eyes, I could practically hear Tony’s voice saying those exact words. I couldn’t be mad at him, dead or alive, because had the roles been reversed I’d have told (an unmarried) Pepper the exact same thing.

“It was like he knew something was going to happen,” I sniffled, “With the message inside and now this.”

“Yeah,” Steve agreed, his voice high with emotions, “I think he wanted to make sure that we’d be happy in case…”

The sob I’d been holding back broke free in my throat and I dove into Steve’s chest, our arms wrapped around each other. One of his hands came up to cradle the back of my head, I could feel his body tremble from his own cries. I wept mascara tinted tears onto Steve’s suit for so many reasons. Out of grief for Tony, the man who had betrayed my confidence in the most wonderfully selfless way. Out of grief for Natasha, my best friend who I wished was here to witness what she’d said was inevitable between me and Steve. Out of relief for the friends we’d brought back. Out of the pure joy I felt knowing that Steve and I had each other, knowing he’d given up going back to his time because of me.

I pulled back only to pull him down by his suit jacket and crashed our mouths together. Our lips was seasoned with salty tears, but that didn’t take away from the sweetness poured into the kiss. I’d waited years to hold Steve like this, to feel him this close and know it wasn’t fleeting. This was permanent.

As we broke apart, he nestled his forehead against mine, “The only place I want to be is with you.”

I brushed my nose against his ever so lightly and blinked away the last of my tears, “Good, because I couldn’t have handled losing you.”

“You will never lose me,” Steve whispered against my lips, “You’re my future.”

We melted together again, promising each other through our kiss that through the pain of the now and unknown of tomorrow, we’d face it together.

[lilulo-12fanfiction]

Heart Of The Matter

Heart of the Matter- Bucky Barnes x Reader

Requested by @darkness-in-bright with prompts:

46. “Are you decent?” “Not morally, but I am wearing pants, if that’s what you’re asking.

126. I really want to talk to you. And not through the door.

138. “You don’t get to say anything to me!”

So for the purposes of this story- Tony didn't die, Steve isn't an old man. End Game had a happier ending. Reader is Tony’s daughter...because we all know my sheer OBSESSION with Stark readers and OCs. She was about 15 at the time of the first Avengers movie so if I did my math right...With the End Game time jump she should be 27ish. If I’m wrong...pretend I’m not. This is like 7K words and I’m not even sorry. 😂

As always likes, comments and reblogs are SO APPRECIATED. Requests are open (Avengers, Supernatural, TVD/The Originals. I do dabble in some Green Arrow and The Flash (DC TV Only please). Prompt list can be found here. 

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Avengers Masterlist

As Tony Stark’s daughter, people treated you differently your whole life. You were always catered to, and you kind of hated it. It took you a long time to come to terms with the fact that you would never have a normal life. When you were 12, Tony was kidnapped. The video of him that the kidnappers sent still plagued your dreams to this day. When you finally got him back and he came out as Iron Man, that had made you give up your dream of having any normality; You were happy to let it go, you couldn’t have been more proud of your father.

Tony had always been in your life. At first it was minimal because your mother used you as a bargaining chip for money. Your mother had been a girl he met out and had a fling with. By the time you were 3, you were with him full time. When Tony had found out your mother was abusing prescription meds, he cleaned his life up and fought for you. He still had his fun, but taking care of you came first. Eventually she vanished from your life after a handful of supervised visits.

While Tony was busy saving the world, you were working on your studies. You attended a private a school to help keep you out of the lime light. You remembered hearing about Captain America from Agent Coulson and were excited to meet him when you found out he came out of the ice. You didn’t know your grandparents. He knew your grandfather. You wanted to learn about a different side of him. Phil had promised to arrange it, but then Loki and the Chitauri came for New York. You had been only 15 at the time. By some stroke of luck you had gone unharmed. You had been through a lot in your young life already, and watching Tony disappear through that hole in the sky had shaken you to your core. You had been in the tower and had run outside crying. Steve Rogers had caught you in his arms and held you tight while you broke down. He didn’t let you go until Tony opened his eyes. That day forged a bond with you and Steve. He became the big brother you had always needed.

Once things had settled down, you closed yourself off from everyone, including your father. Tony had to hire a tutor for you to continue your school work because you wouldn’t leave the tower. Tony has been distraught when he couldn’t reach you. It had been Steve that had broken through your walls after he moved in to The Avengers tower. He had let you guide him through all of the pop culture he didn’t understand and he earned your trust by treating you like you were his equal, not a kid. He didn’t try to get you to talk like Tony and Pepper did. He didn’t treat you like glass the way Happy and Rhodey did. He would tell you stories about when he was a kid and how he was trying to adjust after being gone for so long. Eventually, you slowly started opening up. You told him how you were certain that being Iron Man would take your father from you too soon but that he had to do it. The world needed heroes like him and Steve. You confessed your fears of being ill prepared for what was coming in the world. You couldn’t protect yourself, and the idea that you would be a distraction from other people being saved ate at you. Steve taught you how to defend yourself, you trained with him. Tony had been grateful that Steve had helped you and brought his brilliant and loving daughter back to life. Like Tony, you graduated high school far too early. At 16, went to Columbia University to get your degree in computer science and engineering, you also minored in Business. At age 20 you had a masters degree and you were helping Pepper with Stark Industries. Eventually it would be yours to take over. You also worked behind the scenes for The Avengers. Tony had been insistent that you never went into the field, but he didn't mind you working at the tower with Maria Hill.

The time of the Accords had been one of the worst times in your life. Watching Steve and Tony fracture down the middle. You saw both sides and cried when you told Steve you had to stand with your father. No matter what, you would never turn your back on Tony. The two of you were a team. Steve understood that more than you knew at the time. You had been shattered when you found out about Bucky being the one that murdered your grandparents and the fact that Steve had covered it up. Steve had told you so many stories about Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes. Your brain couldn’t reconcile the fun loving man and the Soldier that gave your grandparents such a violent end. Steve’s lie had hurt more than anything, yet part of you understood. You knew what Bucky meant to him. Bucky was his family and he would do anything to protect him. After all...there wasn't a thing in the world you wouldn't do to protect your father.

It had been you that convinced Tony that it wasn’t Bucky’s fault. You were a woman obsessed after Steve went on the run. You needed to understand. You had done extensive research into Hydra after everything that had happened. You needed to be able to separate The Winter Soldier from Bucky Barnes. You believed that Steve knew James Barnes best. He was rarely wrong. When you delved into the research into how they had programmed him, you felt instant regret for the rift between you and Steve. You begged Tony to find a way to forgive and move on. You had reached out to Steve a few times and met once. Steve had been hesitant, not because he didn’t trust you, but because he was afraid you would get hurt. You had to forgive him and in person and so he agreed. You spent two days with him and Sam in South America. It had been hard to leave them knowing you didn’t know if and when you would see them again. Tony knew you had seen Steve and made amends, he just wasn’t ready yet. Tony wanted to find your level of empathy, he just needed to work at it. Then Thanos happened and your world shattered again.

your father disappeared onto that space ship. Bruce has called Steve, Nat, Sam and Wanda for help. You had been a wreck when they walked back into the compound. Steve wanted you to stay behind but there was no way you were staying. At the very least you could help Shuri get the Infinity Stone from Vision. You ended up on the battlefield and watched everyone around you crumble into nothing. You were inconsolable until Carol Danvers rescued your father. When all seemed lost, you helped your father heal and settle down into a quiet life. He married Pepper and you finally had a sister.

After 5 years of despair, it was time to fight again. And while you got the world back. While the loss of Nat was nearly suffocating, you couldn't be more proud of her and her sacrifice. You had almost lost Tony when he snapped Thanos out of existence. He was never quite the same physically, but he happily accepted it to live in peace with his family knowing he had stopped the Mad Titan. It was his “one last mission” and he was lucky he made it back home.

You found anything but peace. You needed to do more than sitting behind a desk. After meeting Carol Danvers you realized that another Thanos could come your way and even if one didn’t, the world was in disarray again since the population had been restored. So, you joined the newly formed SHIELD. It was during this time you had gotten to know James Buchanan Barnes and he turned your world upside down. You found yourself getting lost in the blue of his eyes on more than one occasion. Goosebumps covered your skin any time his hands were on you during training. You had started looking forward to missions with just the two of you and then you started to realize he was like Steve. Steve Rogers acting as a over protective big brother was bad enough, you didn’t need his side kick jumping in on the mix. You thought that with all of the training you had done and how you continually proved yourself would be enough, clearly you were wrong. Bucky did whatever he could to block you out, keep you in the jet or back at the compound. You had finally had enough.

“No! You don't get to say anything to me right now." You were raging. Bucky had just gotten back from the mission that you were supposed to go on with him. He had again convinced Steve that he didn't need you. He botched the mission and almost got himself killed. He was trying to talk his way out of it and you didn’t want to hear it.

"Y/N, calm down." Bucky immediately regretted it. He saw the rage burn behind your eyes. Sam had his arms crossed in front of him, leaning against the counter of the common area kitchen enjoying the show. Bucky should have known better, you had quite the temper.

“Calm down?! God I am so sick of this! It’s because Tony is my father, isn’t it? It’s such bullshit! You needed me on that mission. I could have gotten in and out quickly and gotten all of the information off of their drives and you could have watched my back while I did it. Instead, YOU made a big "Winter Solider" splash, dropped way more bodies than necessary and didn't even get all of the information I need! These are huge drug smugglers and now they know we're after them. So now who's going to have to be smarter, work harder and get the info we need from behind the scenes? ME! NOT YOU." You took a deep breath and tried to reign in your temper. You pinched the bridge of your nose. "I don't need you to protect me. I'm not some helpless damsel. If I wasn't good enough to be in the field...Fury NEVER would have me given me the okay and Rhodey sure as hell would have put a stop to it if I wasn’t prepared. I get you're trying to gain points with my Father...because I know he doesn't want me here. But this time, your need to get on his good side fucked up this whole operation!" Naturally Steve walked in during the middle of your tirade wide eyed.

"I don't know if that language is necessary." Sam let out a low whistle, certain that your head was going to pop off your shoulders. He watched as you turned slowly and narrowed your eyes at Steve.

“Actually, Captain Rogers" the tone in your voice oozed sarcasm, "it's perfectly necessary. And you are JUST has bad as he is" you pointed over at Bucky. "You find any excuse to pull me off of missions and keep me in this tower like I'm frickin Rapunzel or something." You pushed past the two of them and stalked down the hall, slamming your door. The three men stood there quietly.

"Soooo...that went well." Sam finally quipped. Buck and Steve both glared at him. "Don't glare at me, she's not wrong. I love going on missions with her. She's smart and fast. She calculates every risk and doesn’t do anything unless absolutely necessary. She doesn't need you to protect her. I mean I get why you want to." He directed the last part of his comment to Bucky.

“What the hell does that mean pigeon." Bucky shot Sam another glare causing Steve to groan. He wasn’t in the mood for their bickering.

"Look...do I think you want to win bonus points with Papa Stark...sure. But not for the reason she thinks. You have feelings for her. You don't know exactly how to tell her or how to deal with it so you try to be her protector. She doesn’t need another man in her life trying to bubble wrap her. Tony and Rhodey have that covered. She wants to be your equal. She’s more than proven herself. And I’m not insulting you, it’s just an observation. We've been working together long enough for me to know you. I know your tells. I also see how you look at her when you think no one else is looking. Try talking to her...outside of missions. Maybe ask her out. Use some of that charm you have that Steve told us about." Sam shrugged and walked away.

Bucky swallowed uncomfortably as Steve turned his gaze towards him. Bucky wasn't sure how he would react and of course Sam had said something in front of him. Sam was right, he did have a thing for you. How could he not? You were so many things; funny, smart, empathetic, which he knew better than anyone. You were beautiful and had a smile that could light up the darkest of places. He even loved your temper. You had a passion and fire inside of you, God help anyone that got in your way.

“Look Steve, you know how amazing she is, how could I not want to be with her? She’s incredible. But I also know nothing can ever happen. I mean the age difference alone. I know how much she means to you. I’d never cross that line.” Steve smiled.

“I don’t think that we can really consider an age difference here when you, like me, spent so much time under ice. And then the fact that you were gone for 5 years. It’s not a normal situation. And yes, she does mean a lot to me. I’ve known her since she was a kid. I watched her grow up. But she isn’t a kid anymore. She’s a grown woman. It’s not up to me who she spends her time with. If I had to pick, you’d be at the top of the list. Buck- you’re not the man Hydra made you into anymore. You healed that part of yourself in Wakanda. You are a good man.”

“Tony won’t approve.” Steve smiled for a moment.

“You really think that would stop her?” Bucky laughed at that comment. But he absolutely thought Tony’s disapproval would put an end to anything he could have with you. “Tony forgave you. It took time but he moved past that. And if you end up being what makes her happy, he wouldn’t stand in the way of that. And she and Sam are right, she doesn’t need us to protect her. I’m equally guilty in trying to keep her out of the line of fire.” Steve clapped Bucky on the shoulder as he pondered what Steve and Sam has said and headed to talk to you.

***

You were pacing in your room trying to work out your anger when there was a knock at the door. You rolled your eyes. You knew who it was without any verification.

“Leave me alone Steve.” You heard him chuckle. He wouldn’t let anger stay between the two of you. You had made an agreement a long time ago to always work out your differences.

“C’mon Y/N- I really want to talk to you. And not through the door.“ You groaned and headed over to your door and yanked it open. Steve had his arms crossed and he was leaning against the doorway.

“What?”

“I’m sorry.” He sighed. “You’re right. I need to stop putting my personal feelings for you in front of the job we have to do. I think after everything that we’ve seen and been through I just want to know you’re always safe. Your father made it clear I was responsible for you. But it’s not fair to you.”

“Thanks Steve. I’m just so sick of being treated like I’m made of glass. I can handle myself. I know the risks.”

“I know. Your more than qualified to be in the field and I trust you more than about anyone. I promise to do better. And Bucky isn’t trying to earn points with Tony. I think he just thinks that the Stark family has been through enough. You’re the one that made it possible for him to be apart of this family. Your forgiveness and understanding led to Tony’s. Being here has allowed him to get back to the person he used to be. “

“Yeah well thanks to him I have a ton of work to do.” You felt your anger deflate like a balloon. “I better get to it.” You nodded over to your desk where two huge flat screen monitors sat.

“Alright, let me know if you need anything.” You nodded and watched him retreat down the hall before you shut your door.

Bucky Barnes was under your skin. He had been since the day you met him in Wakanda. You expected this hardened soldier but found a man with an easy smile and kind eyes. Whatever monster that had lived within him had been snuffed out. It had started when you’d notice that his gaze would linger on you just a little longer than necessary. Your heart would pound anytime he was in close proximity and you were certain he had the most beautiful eyes you had ever seen. But it would never progress past a few longing looks and mild flirting. Bucky Barnes was determined to stay on Tony Starks good side, certainly any sort of relationship with his daughter would be frowned upon. You sighed and sat down.

“Friday- run through the files Sergeant Barnes obtained. We then need to get into their servers and find out when the next deal is going to happen so we can stop them.”

“Right away Miss Stark.” It was going to be a very long night.

***

It had been a few days and you finally got a lead to where the drug ring might be next. You were running down to the gym where you knew Bucky was. You stopped when you saw it empty and stepped towards the locker room with trepidation.

“Barnes! “Are you decent?” You yelled into the doorway. You heard him laugh.

“Not morally, but I am wearing pants, if that’s what you’re asking.” you rolled your eyes and strolled in, your heels clacking on the floor. He had been more flirty than normal the past few days. It was knocking you off your guard. He shot you a grin when he saw you. True to his word, he was wearing pants and nothing else. His prosthetic arm was on the bench, and his impressive form was still damp from the shower. You didn’t realize you were staring until he cleared his throat. You felt the heat rush to your cheeks and you stepped forward looking at the still angry scars on shoulder where his arm used to be attached. He would normally be self conscious with someone staring at him the way you were, but he saw interest, not pity. He sucked his breath in when you ran your fingers over the scar. You quickly realized what you were doing and jumped back.

“Sorry - I, uh, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that.” You had a sheepish look on your face. “Just...does that bother you?” Your head was tilted to the side.

“Not since Wakanda. Shuri fixed me up. Now it doesn’t hurt to wear the arm.” You looked up at him.

“You sure? I used the 3D printer to print skin grafts for another agent”

“Of course you did.” You narrowed your eyes at him and pursed your lips. “It’s more cosmetic now, no physical pain. So unless you think I need plastic surgery.”

“Shut up. That’s not what I meant. I’ve just never seen you without your prosthetic. Scars make a person more interesting. I have plenty of my own.” He watched you shudder. He remembered the deep cuts to your back during the battle with Thanos. You had been running to protect Peter and one of Thanos’ soldiers had slashed your back a few times. He remembered your screams from being cleaned and stitched up vividly.

“So...do you need something or just here to ogle me?” He wiggled his eyesbrows at you and winked when he saw your face go red again.”

“You’re obnoxious.” He was enjoying your fluster. “You need to get your shit. You, Steve and Sam are headed to Chicago to try and bust the drug ring. I finally found a lead.”

“You’re not coming?” He was certain after the last time that it would be a cold day in hell before you missed this.

“Well unfortunately I still have my Stark Industries responsibilities. And in two days we have a fundraiser. Please let me remind you that you three are on the guest list and help the elite open their big fat checkbooks. Don’t get killed and make sure Sam doesn’t mess up his pretty face.”

“Of course Doll.” He watched your eyes narrow again. You gave him a quick second look before you strutted out of the locker room completely flustered again. His skin still almost tingled where you had touched him.

***

You looked around the ball room at the richest of the rich. Everyone seemed to be in good spirits, but you felt a cloud over you. Steve and company were successful in stopping the shipment and a few of the ring members, but the leader had eluded them again. They were capitalizing on people’s pain and desperation. It hadn’t been any easy transition back for many who were snapped away. They often turned to substances to drown their sorrows. Maybe it was because you had found out your mother had recently overdosed. You took it personally. You didn’t know the woman, she was a stranger, but she was still your mother.

“Well look at you.” You turned to see a beaming Tony with Pepper holding onto his good arm. The arm that had been touched by the infinity stones was covered by a black brace.

“Hi Daddy.” You smiled and hugged him.

“Hi darling. Morgan misses you. She insists you come visit next weekend.”

“I know. I’m a terrible sister, I’ve just been distracted.”

“You’ve been working too hard.”

“Gee, I wonder where she gets it from?” Pepper quipped and you let out a genuine laugh.

“Well you are your father’s daughter. I couldn’t be more proud.” Tony kissed your cheek. “We’re going to make some rounds. I’ll see you later.” You nodded. You were by yourself again for a few moments and then saw Steve’s smiling face approaching you.

“Hey kid.”

“Steven.” You smiled at him.

“Ready?” You nodded and he led you up to the podium. Steve greeted the crowd and then introduced you. No matter how many crowds you spoke in front of, you always got nervous. As you approached the podium you looked out to the crowd and caught Bucky’s eye. He gave a reassuring smile that took your breath away. At some point between his mission and now he had gotten his long hair cut into a style similar to what it was before the war. He looked stunning in his tux. You cleared your throat and adverted your eyes away from the Sergeant’s.

“Thank you all so much for coming. It’s a happy occasion that brings us all here tonight as we celebrate the one year anniversary that so many of you were returned to us. I would be remised if I didn’t acknowledge the struggle that so many across not only our nation, but the world, have experienced as they’ve tried to adjust back to normal life. With that in mind, and the reason why we invited you here tonight is to announce a new program through Stark Industries that will aim to help those in need get to normalcy. The Romanova Foundation is named for Natasha Romanoff. You had to pause as your voice cracked on Natasha’s name. ”If it weren’t for Natasha’s bravery and sacrifice, many of us would not be standing here tonight. So I ask you to open your hearts and your wallets to help those of us in need as Natasha would have. Thank you.” You stepped away from the podium quickly as the crowd roared with applause. Steve tried to grab your arm but you shrunk away and shook your head. You bit back tears as you rushed towards a door towards a private balcony, grabbing a bottle of champagne on your way.

***

Bucky watched as you made a quick exit. He was going to follow you when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He was surprised to see a smiling Tony.

“Sergeant. I was informed you had a semi successful mission yesterday, glad the three of you stopped that shipment. I also heard you got your ass ripped by my daughter last week for bumping her off a mission and then you made a huge mess of it.” Bucky swallowed hard. Tony must have read his anxiety and held his hands up. “No judgment here. I made plenty of messes myself. And I don’t envy anyone that catches her temper. It burns a little. She gets it from my side.” Tony shrugged. “You know she talks about you a lot.” Tony fired off his comments quickly.

“She does?”

“Yeah...I don’t think she realizes how much she does. She has Morgan conflicted between who her favorite Super Soldier is. You or Cap. Naturally her favorite Avenger is me. I gather you and my daughter work together a lot.”

“We do. Steve or I are usually with her.”

“To protect her?”

“Yes. She’s not a super soldier, though she thinks she is.” Tony snickered. “She’s not enhanced like Wanda. But she’s a huge asset. I don’t know what we would do without her. But some of these people we’re up against are enhanced, So Steve and I, we stick close to Y/N.”

“How close is close Barnes?” Bucky paled as Tony stared him down. After a moment he laughed and clapped Bucky on his shoulder.

“I’m messing with you. Rogers and I had a conversation. While he’s not usually the type to butt in, I think he’s trying to cut through the red tape. Look, the past is the past. After everything that happened, I don’t live there anymore. The only thing I care about is that my daughter is safe and happy. I’ve been assured that the man that they made you is gone for good. And that is good enough for me. I don’t know if you know this, but my daughter and Natasha got very close in the 5 years between Thanos annihilating half the planet and when we got everyone back. She and Nat worked tirelessly with Carol and company to watch the universe. Nat’s death was hard on all of us, but especially my daughter. Today is a hard day for her. If I know her as well as I think I do, she’s hiding outside on the far left balcony. Probably with a bottle of booze drowning her sorrows. Do me a favor...go and check on our girl.” It took Bucky a moment to react but he nodded his head and started walking towards the other side of the room before Tony yelled his name and he turned. Tony approached him again. “I may be out of commission, but just remember that I still have a suit and if you hurt my daughter there’s no serum in the world that can protect you.” With that, Tony turned on his heel and walked away.

***

You tried to hold back your tears. You knew today was going to be hard. You didn’t realize how hard until you started talking about Natasha. You took a long drink out of your bottle and looked out over the lights of the nearby city. You heard the door open behind you and exhaled.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” When you heard the door shut you thought you had been left alone but then you felt the cool metal of Bucky’s hand in your shoulder.

“You don’t have to talk. I just don’t want you to be alone feeling like this.” You nodded but didn’t turn, you couldn’t face him. So instead he stood behind you, his arms on each side of yours protectively caging you in. “Is it okay if I talk?” You nodded.

“You know what I remembered first when we came back? Your face. For me, you represented redemption, forgiveness and all of the things I didn’t think I deserved. When Steve told me that you two had worked things out, that you understood, it was a huge relief. I knew how important you were to him. Tony too. I felt like I robbed him of the family he found after the ice.” He was leaning down so he could speak quietly in your ear. “Then he told me that you wanted to meet me. God, I was terrified. All I could remember was Tony when he saw that video. I couldn’t imagine seeing the monster I had been reflected in anyone else’s eyes. Saying you forgive someone is one thing, truly being able to mean it was another. But then when you all came to try and stop Thanos the first time you waltzed off that jet and gave me the biggest smile and then you hugged me instead of shaking my hand. You took my breath away. And it was so strange to come back and then realize that 5 years had gone by. For me, it was like we just picked the fight up where we left off. It wasn’t until after that I saw you were different. You were harder. More determined to keep fighting. More determined to be a pain in my ass and walk into the line of fire when all I wanted to do was make sure you were okay. Not because of Tony. But because you were the first person other than Steve to really make me feel like I was worth all of this, that I was with saving. The idea that you were going to be out there and possibly getting hurt I had to prevent that at all costs. I just wanted you protected and behind your computer at home. That wasn’t fair and I’m sorry for doing that to you. You’re strong and capable. Getting to know you over this past year, even if you were pissed off at me for most of it, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I’m sorry that you had to lose Natasha for me to get my life back. I didn’t get to spend a lot of time with Nat- but she was an incredible person. I would give my life up in a second to bring her back.” You spun around so you could face him. Even in sky high heels he was looking down at you.

“Don’t say that! Please don’t ever say that.” He studied your tear filled eyes with a kind smile. He slowly put both hands on your cheeks and swiped the unshed tears from your eyes. “As much as it hurts, Natasha had to make that sacrifice to find peace. And loosing you would be just as hard.” His blue eyes sparkled down at you and you felt a swoop in your stomach. He stroked your cheek with his non-metal hand before he dropped them to his side. He watched you take a deep breath and visibly relax.

“I haven’t talked about Natasha much. It just makes me so sad that she’s not here with us today. That she’s not here celebrating our victory. I think not talking about her has made it harder to heal.”

“Any time you want to talk, I’m here to listen.”

“And I will. But not now. This is supposed to be a party.” You smiled up at him, he was impossibly close.

“Well the 3/4 of that champagne bottle you drank will make this a real party for you in a few minutes when it hits you. You tipped your head back and laughed. “There it is.” He said it in a whisper. You have him a questioning look. “My favorite laugh.” He was making you blush again. This must have been what he was like before the war and it definitely wasn’t in your imagination. The flirting from the past few days was actually flirting. You weren’t sure what made him decide to be so obvious about it, but you didn’t care. “If no one else has told you, you look incredible tonight.” You were clad in a black strapless sweetheart neckline dress with a sequined bodice and jewel embellishments down the tulle skirt.

“You clean up pretty nicely yourself. I like the hair cut by the way.”

“It was time to get rid of the last thing that reminded me of The Winter Soldier...well other than the scary arm.”

“The arm isn’t scary.”

“No? Some of the looks I get say otherwise.”

“No. The metal arm is actually pretty sexy.” You didn’t even think before you said it. He had a smirk plastered to his face and this time you made yourself blush.

“You think I’m sexy?”

“I said the arm was sexy.” He stepped closer so you were leaning against the high railing again, his arms on either side of you caging you in again. You felt the tip of his nose run across your shoulder and up your neck as he whispered in your ear.

“You’re going to be the death of me, you know that?” The two of you had been dancing around each other for the last year, neither brave enough to make the next move. “If it wasn’t obvious by now, I have feelings for you. Big ones. The only question is, do you feel the same?”

“Do you really have to ask? Of course I do.” You felt his lips press against your shoulder and then your neck and it was like someone sucked the air out of you. He placed his hand in the side of your face and looked into your eyes for a moment and then put you out of your misery by pressing his lips to yours. It was like the missing piece had finally been put in its place. As you gripped his shoulders to deepen the kiss you heard someone clear their throat.

“Gross. Get a room.” Sam’s teasing voice rang out through the air. Bucky groaned and dropped his head as you peered around him to look at Sam. “Listen, this is your party Stark, you better get in there before someone else comes out here looking for you. Last thing we need is a reporter snapping a picture of this and ruining everyone’s breakfast tomorrow.”

“Yeah yeah we’re coming.” Bucky’s voice was laced with irritation. When Sam had retreated back inside you cupped both sides of Bucky’s face and pressed your lips to his again.

“Come dance with me. I’ve heard you’ve got some moves.”

“They May be outdated sweetheart.” You grabbed the bottle of champagne and downed the rest of it and then took Bucky’s hand and pulled him towards the entrance.

***

“You okay? I mean you seem okay now, but I know you’re good at hiding it.” You were standing with Steve side by side at the bar. The bar that Nat would often mix drinks at during one of the many party’s your father would throw. Bucky had excused himself to go dig out more of Thor’s Asgardian liquor for him and Steve. You were pleasantly buzzed if not a little bit drunk. Your face hurt from laughing. You had spent the evening dancing with Bucky, Sam and Sam’s date. She worked for you at Stark Industries in research and development. You had introduced her and Sam a few months ago and they, as you knew they would hit it off. She was funny like Sam but tough enough to not take his shit. He needed someone to keep him in line.

“I really am Steve. I promise. It just hit me hard when I was standing up there. Bucky, he.-“ Steve grinned and cut you off.

“It’s about time. I’ve watched the two of you tip toe around liking each other since he joined us. There’s a reason you get so angry with him.” You gave him your infamous eye narrow and lip pursed expression. “Y/N- even your father knew. He encouraged Bucky to go to you.” Your eyes widened.

“He did?!” You knew Tony had let go of what happened but you never would have expected him to be okay with you having any sort of romantic relationship with James Buchanan Barnes...let alone encourage it.”

“He wants you to be happy. He’s happy. After everything that has happened he knows how important it is to say how you feel. He wants you to have what he has. He sees how Buck looks at you, how you look at him. How you talk about him. He’d never deny you that.” You looked over at your father and Pepper dancing and felt your heart swell for him. Your attention was drawn back when you heard Bucky set a glass down in front of Steve.

“God that smells like turpentine” you scrunched your nose in disgust.

“Well sweetheart not all of us can still be light weights.” Bucky grinned at you. Steve excused himself to head over to Sharon. You were happy that he seemed to find some happiness after everything. He had thought about going back and staying with Peggy. But creating a new timeline could have consequences. Plus the idea of leaving Bucky behind what inconceivable. You watched as Bucky downed his drink and shuddered a little bit. You both laughed and then he put his hand out as a slow song started playing over the crowd. You placed your hand in his and led him lead you to the dance floor. His one hand found the small of your back and pulled you flush against him while your other hand was still in his. You placed your free hand on the back of his neck, enjoying the feeling of his freshly buzzed hair. He kissed you lightly and you enjoyed being so close to him. If anyone would have told you this was how you would spend your night, you would have laughed at them.

“So my father gave you his blessing I hear?” Bucky let out a throaty laugh.

“And then threatened my life if I ever hurt you. He said he still has a suit.” You laughed and rolled your eyes.

“That sounds like my father. I’m glad he did. I’ve been hoping you’d make a move for a long time.”

“You could have made a move on me you know.”

“True- but you’re old. I didn’t want to offend your old fashioned ways.”

“You wound me.” You gave Bucky a grin.

“Speaking of old fashioned...your dance moves are pretty nice.”

“Oh yeah?” He flirted. Before you could respond, gun shots rang through the air and a group of men bounded in the room with semi-automatic weapons.”

“That’s the leader of the drug ring. Samuel O’Brien.” You were wide eyed and pulled away from Bucky. Samuel narrowed his eyes at you.

“So I assume it’s you and your friends that took want was mine. Now, I’ll take what is yours.” You watched as his eyes locked on your fathers. Before Bucky could stop you, you ran towards your father and pushed him out of the way as a bullet sank into your abdomen as the both of you crashed to the ground. Your ears were ringing and it seemed like everything was moving in slow motion.

“Dammit Y/N! You shouldn’t have done that!” Tony cried out as he pulled his jacket off to put pressure on the bullet. You couldn’t speak. You locked eyes with your father for a moment and then everything faded to black.

***

You felt pain, white hot searing pain. Your eye lids felt like they weighed a thousand pounds as you struggled to open them. As the white room came into focus you heard the steady beeping of a hospital monitor.

“Y/N?!” You slowly glanced to your right and saw the worried looks of your father and Steve Rogers. Your father had jumped up and was fussing over you and you groaned. “What? What is it? What hurts?”

“Everything.” You saw Steve reach over and click a button on your IV.

“Thank God you woke up.” Tony ran his hand over your head and kissed your forehead. You started to feel fuzzy again and felt yourself slowly slip from consciousness from the pain meds Steve had sent into your veins.

You didn’t know how long you had been out for as you slowly blinked your eyes open again. You felt the heat of someone’s arm next to yours. When you looked to the side there sat James Buchanan Barnes with his head resting on his arms. You picked your hand up and slowly ran your fingers through his hair. It took him a moment to wake up. He slowly picked his head up and gave you a sleep smile.

“Hey.” You whispered.

“Hey yourself.” He sat up and pulled his chair closer and took your hand. “Any pain.” You shook your head no. “Good, I mean they have you pretty drugged. Jesus you scared the shit out of me. I can’t believe you did that.”

“He’s my dad.” Was all you could say. “Did you get him?”

“Yes. We got every damn one of them.”

“How long?”

“You’ve been unconscious for almost two weeks. Most of it was medically induced. There was a lot of damage and internal bleeding. They tapered you’re meds down and it took two more days for you to wake up. We thought we were going to lose you. I thought I lost you and I just finally got you. Not that you belong to me.” Bucky sighed and stopped talking.

“You didn’t lose me. And if you’ll have me, I’d love to belong to you.” He pulled your hand to his mouth and kissed it.

“I love you Y/N...I think I have for a long time. I don’t know what I would have done if you didn’t pull through.” His voice caught with emotion.

“Hey- Bucky- I’m not going anywhere. I love you too.” He wiped a tear that slipped from your eye. He stood up and leaned over to place an gentle kiss on your lips. Your recovery would be tough, but you would get through it with Bucky by your side.

[whyisnicole]

Show Me Your Darkness - Chapter 4

Hey guys! I knnow last chapter was kinda slow (sorry >.<) but I hope you like how it cotinues on from here! Please let me know what you’re thinking, and I really hope you enjoy <3

Trigger Warnings:

Language, violence, slight gore, a cute cat, possible language

Firmly shutting and locking the door behind you, you take a quick glance around your surroundings to affirm yours and Alex's security before making your "nightly route".

 You start on your way, calmly strolling through the three blocks and two alleyways it takes to get your favorite little 24 hour coffee house, pulling your jacket a bit closer to your body as the chill of night encircles you.

You've become a good acquaintance of a lovely older couple, named Donnie and Barbra, who run the shop, and they know a little about your living situation. And, while you try to deny their generosity, they always insist on giving you and Alex a little something.

Tonight, being no different, you make your way from the store with a to-go order of Donnie's homemade apple fritters, a bottle of water, and a couple of doughnuts. This being the only food you'd gotten all day.

They were too good to you.

 With a quick hug and wave goodbye, you make your way outside and begin walking towards the usual meet-up spot of your little group of vigilante friends. However, you only get about a block away before Miko, the local stray cat, slinks his way from outside of a darkened alley, and prowls your way.

 "Hey Miko," you coo, eliciting a scratchy meow in response from the roughened tabby.

 "You hungry?" You ask, crouching down to give him a quick pet as he head-buts your leg and rubs his body along your pants - leaving evidence of his presence behind in the form of a light coat of shedded fur.

 Giving a quiet yet humor filled sigh, you gently tear off and place about three fourths of your apple fritter down for him as he goes to town. Little grunts and intakes of air are distinctly heard as he devours his dinner.

 "You enjoy, Miko. Stay safe, handsome," You smile as you pop the remainder of the dessert in your mouth, and continue on your way to the well-placed apartment building. Opening up your bag of doughnuts and eating a few bites of the first one, you see a familiar looking homeless man resting on a bus bench about thirty feet away.

 Without a second thought, you jog over to him and offer him your second doughnut. You apologize that there was only one left, but he's so delighted to receive anything that he doesn't care. Leaving him with his snack and the unopened bottle of water, you offer up a small smile and continue on.

 Don and Barbra had always told you hat they were happy to help as long as it was for good, and you knew they'd have no problem with you using their gifts to bless others less fortunate than you. They'd taught you quite a few things in your years of living in Queens, and humbleness and gratitude were definitely two of the main things.

  Approaching the run down but fully occupied building, you slide your way to the fire escape and climb the seemigly-endless flights of stairs leading to the roof.

When you finally reach the top, you inhale a deep breath, exhaling as you take in the city skyline surrounding you.

 You'd seen it countless times, yes, but you appreciate it every single one. You saw lights, buildings, ocean, and, most importantly, life.

Life that you knew you had to protect.

  Still waiting for your friends arrival, you saunter over to the side of the building, grabbing onto the railing as you perch yourself on top of it and decide to release your wings.

It was a bit of a painful process, forcing them from the strengthened yet sensitive muscles of your back and out of your skin between your shoulder blades, so you preferred to do it when nobody was around.

 You took of your jacket and exposed your tailored black V-neck that you had sliced slits into with the idea of your wings in mind. Focusing your thoughts and redirecting your energy, you slowly force the black, angel/raven type wings from your body, giving a few whimpers of pain as you pull them through your skin.

When it was all done, you take in a shaky breath and wipe the sweat from your brow, swallowing down the taste of copper in your mouth from biting your lip a bit too hard. Fixing your sight on the city before you, you focus on healing yourself; relaxing your muscles and closing up your aggravated skin, relishing in the sensation of finally being able to unclench your teeth as everything settled back into place.

 "About time you showed up," a familiar voice spoke, startling you out of your daze. Jumping a little at the scare, you feel a strong hand grab hold of your upper arm at the same time you ready your wings to fly if necessary.

Looking up, you're met with none other than Frank Castle and Matthew Murdock themselves.

About time is right.

"Geez, Red," Frank chastises, "You're gonna end up killin' somebody if you keep sneaking up on people like that.

 Giving a sigh of relief, you're back on the solid rooftop, feet steady on the sturdy ground. You can't help but give into laughter as you hear Matt muffle out a response of "Already have," causing everyone to crack a smile at the slightest.

 "So," Matt continues, "How's your night been so far?"

 "Ah you know, same old same old." Kicking a pebble and watching it bounce off into the abyss of grey, you begin your trek towards the other side of the building.

 "I stopped by that coffee shop that I always -"

"The one with the homemade apple fritters and fresh brewed coffee twenty four seven?" Matt interrupts.

 "Brink of Don, Yep, that's the one."

You smile, briefly turning around to acknowledge his question and note that him and Frank are keeping up with you.

 "Anyways, afterwards I found that stray cat, fed it some apple fritter -"

"Of course you did." Frank smiles, looking off towards the skyline as he tries to hide the smirk clearly evident in his voice."

Giving a quiet laugh and shake of your head, you continue.

"Then I checked out the local alleys. Nothing. Made sure no wannabe heroes were getting pumbled in a parking lot. They weren't. And then, finally, I made my way here. Oh! And Wade sends his love, saw him tonight."

 Upon hearing the name, a genuine groan of annoyance is heard from Frank, while Matt just sighs and shakes his head, folding his arms like some sort of disappointed parent.

 "Yeah, 'course he does." Frank sighed, knowing that while both he and Murdock aren't the best of friends with the undying vigilante, they wouldn't dare try and get you to stay away from him. They'd suggested it early on, but now they were at the point  that they saw that yes, Deadpool has his qualms, he's not the worst influence for you to be around. In fact, they were almost hoping for you to rub off on him… They were still trying to figure out if that's actually worked or not.

 You can just never tell with that guy…

"Well, sounds like you've had quite the night then," the unseeing yet all sarcastic Daredevil snides, purely joking.

"Oh haven't I ever." You smile, reaching the railing of the edge of the building and taking a look at the vacant looking warehouse a few buildings down.

 "You guys ready to do this tonight? I know it's been a lot of talk, but I think we've got what we need." You ask, looking back at your partners.

This operation has been in the works for months. Apparently this deserted building isn't so deserted at all.

Drug cartels, money laundering, human, weapon, and drug trafficking - you name it you'll find it in there.

And it was time to do something about it.

"Yeah I think so," replies Frank, followed by an affirming nod from the masked Murdock.

"You positive you wanna do this tonight? It's a lot." The question was meant as an out - none of you ever wanted the other to feel unready going into things, but sometimes that was what it took. You were and are never really safe, not being who you guys are. And, those bad people that you take out, they make other people unsafe as well. So may as well do something about it whenever opportunity arises because if you wait until you feel one hundred percent ready, nothing would ever get done.

 "Positive." You affirm, rolling your neck and stretching out your wings before looking back towards the warehouse.

"Alright then," Frank speaks, loading his gun and readying his weapons;

"Let's do this."

 Placing your hands on the cold, metal bar of the building's barrier, you jump up and place your feet on as well.

 "YN…" You hear Matt warn as your mouth turns up into a smirk.

 "Meet ya there, slowpokes," you smile, falling off the building with your arms open wide, feeling the bitter cold slap against your face as you plummet down, down, down - until you stop. Your wings, spread out and gently flapping, steadily holding you up off the ground before you made your silent flight to the warehouse.

 "Where can I get me a pair of those…" Frank mutters, glancing down at where you had just disappeared to.

"The same place I can get a new pair of eyes." Matt retorted, desperately trying to keep his laughter from bursting out at Franks stunned expression that even Murdock could detect.

 "Geez," Frank says, shaking his dropped head and making his way towards the fire escape;

 "It's gonna be a long night..."

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String of Fate Part 2

Pairings: Thor x Reader Sumarray: It was routine, it always is. But if it was so routine, why did everything fall apart? The thing that makes you, you is gone. There’s no getting it back and it’s no fault of yours but of the people you considered friends, your family. Things aren’t the same anymore, you’re not the same. A shell of who you once were, a ghost, going through the motions, stuck in time. Things can never go back, and they will never be the same again.

Warnings: Angst, Betrayal AN: I have made Steve an ass in this. Powers: Lighting Manipulation, Flight, Mind Control

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Soulmate Part One

Beeping was the first thing to register in my head. Constant, loud, annoying.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I took a breath, slowly opening my eyes. When my eyes adjusted, all I could see was the ugly, cream colored ceiling. I felt as though I couldn’t move, so I was left to just look around the room without turning my head.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Flowers sat on top of the table, cards either in them or beside them. There was a purple blanket thrown over the chair that was beside the bed, undoubtedly Clint’s that Natasha stole. No one else was in the room with me, and it was due to the eerie silence that I could hear their voices.

“How can you say it’s not your fault?! Y/N may never wake up because of the Syndicate! They wanted to make a statement and they did! Because you helped them!” “No Tony I didn’t. All I did was protect the team.” “When you should’ve been protecting your fiancé!” Beep. Beep. Beep.

Oh yeah, that’s right. The man I loved willingly handed me over to the Syndicate. I twisted my fingers on my left hand, feeling the cold metal of the ring still there. Before, that ring was light, a feeling of love and freedom coming from it but now, it just felt heavy and disgusting.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

“She will never forgive you Steve, you know that don’t you? She expected you to protect her, not willingly give sacrifice her to her die” “You think I don’t know that? I know exactly what she expected from me!”

“I promise you, I will always protect you.” Laughing, I smiled up at him. “We’re not even married you doof. Save the promises for then.” He shook his head, holding my hands in his, his thumb tracing over my engagement ring. “No, because I want you to know that I love you. I’m going to tell you on our wedding day that I will protect you, but I want you to know it now. I want you to know how much I love you right here, right now, not a month or two from now.” I nodded, biting my bottom lip. “Ok.” He reached up, his thumb gently pulling my lip from my teeth as he leaned down, giving me a soft kiss. “I promise that no matter what, I will always fight for you, with you, and with you in my heart. I promise you that I will never hurt you by my actions or my fists. I promise to always stand by your side, and to never let you go. My first and last thoughts will always be that I love you.” I grinned, leaning up on my tippy-toes, giving him a quick kiss. “Sap.” I wrapped my arms around his neck, his hands coming to wrap around my waist as I deepened the kiss.

“And then what you said to Wanda? You hurt her Steve, you practically ripped her heart to shreds.” Wanda? What does she have to do with this and what did Steve do to her?

“I know, I know okay? I know nothing I say or do will ever get Wanda to forgive me, and that’s ok. It’s not her I’m worried about.”

“Yeah, well you should be she- Y/N?” I inwardly groaned, of course Tony would have to look up and see that I was awake. The door to the room opened, and I could barely see Steve and Tony walking in.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Tony had stepped in first, offering me a small smile before he stepped out of the way, Steve walking in behind him. He smiled at me, his eyes pleading with both sorrow and love.

“Y/N you’re awake.” I offered him a small smile, knowing it didn’t reach my eyes. “Hey.” His shoulders dropped, and he moved closer, stopping at the end of the bed.

“How are you feeling?” I shrugged, feeling Tony’s intense stare on me I hadn’t really thought about, too scared to actually know.

“I feel okay. How are you? The team?” Steve nodded, smiling softly as he sat on the edge of the bed.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

“Everyone’s okay, I’m okay.” I nodded, wringing my hands together.

“Good, that’s, that’s good.”

He reached out, grabbing my left hand, his thumb twiddling with the ring.

“I’m so glad your okay.” “Me too. I’m actually really tired, so can you?” He nodded eagerly, standing up.

“Of course. I’ll come back by later ok? I nodded, smiling as he kissed my forehead, squeezing my hand.  “Liar.”

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Tony came into my line of sight, his mouth drawn into a line as he looked down at me.

“What?” “I said, liar. You’re not you and you just told the biggest idiot in the world that you’re okay when your not. That makes you a liar.” “Tony please-” “No. I will not listen to it. Now tell me, what’s wrong?” Beep. Beep. Beep.

I closed my eyes, sighing as I reopened them.

“Can you just get me Wanda? Please, I just, I need her.” He nodded, his eyes growing with worry as he reached down, squeezing my hand.

“Ok. I’ll let her know that you want to see her. Anything else?” “Can you keep everyone else out of my room?” He nodded, giving me a small smile.

“Of course I can. I’ll go get Wanda now, okay?” I nodded, watching as he left the room.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The door opened, and Wanda came in, tears in her eyes.

“You’re awake.” She ran towards the bed, sitting on the edge and giving me a hug.

“How are you? Are you feeling okay? Do you need anything?” “Wanda, Wanda calm down.” She nodded her head, grabbing my hands in hers.

“But you’re okay though?” I nodded my head, squeezing her hands.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

“I need you to do something for me.”

“Of course, anything.” “I need you to help me forget.” “Y/N, I can’t-” “Please Wanda. I’m awake now, and I, I can’t just forget what happened, what he did. If you won’t help me forget, then please, just make it easier for me to move on.” She nodded, letting my hands go. She reached up, placing her hands on my forehead, her hands growing red.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

She dropped her hands, the red leaving her hands.

“You need to rest. Get some sleep, I’ll stop back by later okay?”

I nodded, watching her as she left the room, the door closing softly behind her.

“Friday?” “Yes miss Y/N?”

“Can you please have Helen stop by in an hour?” “Of course. Is there anything else you need?” “Who all has access to my room?” Beep. Beep. Beep.

“The team, director Fury along with Dr. Cho and her team.” “Can you restrict access to the team and Fury? I know I asked Tony not to have the others come but I doubt he’ll keep them at bay for long and I know that seeing as how an Avengers is injured, you have to have a key card to get in. So can you please restrict the team and Fury’s access?” “Of course miss Y/N. I will make sure that the team and director Fury will not come and see you.” “Thank you.” “Of course, and I’m sorry for what happened to you.” I sighed, closing my eyes. “Thank you Friday.”

Beep. Beep. Beep.

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Hey there! Glad to see some new talent on here, so feel free to tag me in anything that you post! Would you want to write a short story about Peter Parker being really good friends with someone on the other team in Captain America Civil War? No pressure, I know you have a billion other idea too 😊 And if you have any prompts you want to send in feel free, my ask is always open!

Hello! I’ll definitely tag you in my writings! If anyone else would like to be tagged feel free to message me!

I haven’t seen Civil war in a bit and I’m too lazy to fact check the scenes so just go with it lol. Also there is some cursing in here so if you don’t like the language then I apologize!

      Midtown High was a fairly typical high school. You had the clicks and bullying, nothing too out of the ordinary…. Well except for the fact that two superheroes spent their time studying there. To be fair no one knows Y/N and Peter were heroes. You would think that the two would have found out by now that their closest friend was also their partner in crime but sadly, they’re a bit too dense to figure it out. In school Y/N and Peter are the social outcasts. The people who don’t really fit in but manage to get by anyway. Because of their many social similarities they became friends relatively quick. They partnered together for projects they shared classes with and often ate lunch together. Sometimes they would hang out after school and sometimes they would text for hours on end. Normal high schoolers…. Kind of…

      Both of these teens has another side of them. A secret side. Peter was Spiderman and Y/N was Electra. Both found each other fairly fast and decided to become partners, saving Queens from any evil doers. Everything was fine. Until Tony Stark reached out to Peter asking him to fight alongside him against Captain America for the greater good. And Peter accepted. He decided to tell Electra that he would be gone for a while do to a scholarship like he had told his aunt. He felt that if he told her the truth she might think he was leaving her for another, better, hero which was far from the truth. Y/N understood and didn’t ask any further questions of Spiderman. Their private lives were their own and she knew that prying could lead to something more, something dangerous. Soon after Peter had told her the news of him leaving for a while Steve Rogers had found her and recruited her for the same reason. And Y/N accepted. 

      The day of the fight was here. Y/N was beyond nervous. Instead of fighting none to somewhat trained villains she would be fighting full on heroes. The ones who could stop fucking aliens from taking over earth. She could honestly die today. Great. 

      Peter wasn’t doing very well either. Sure, he was confident in his powers but that doesn’t mean any of them would go easy. Especially Captain America, he could fuck a guy up real well. Shaking off his nerves he met Tony on the air field where Captain America and his group were supposed to show.

      “You ready kid?” Tony said, the visor of his helmet sliding shut over his face.

      “As ready as I’ll ever be”, As soon as Peter said this he could see the other side walking toward them. “I guess it’s time to go.” Tony had told peter to stay behind until he gave him the signal. Watching from the distance Peter took his time looking at person to person, gauging his ‘enemies’ and picking who to go for first. At the very end of their line up was Electra. A plethora of emotions and thoughts ran through him. Why is she here? Why is she on the other team? She could get hurt! Do I have to fight her?!?! Peter was so lost in thought he almost didn’t heat Tony call his name. In a second he swung over and took Captain’s shield landing on the roof of a car. 

      “Hey everyone…” Peter greeted staring directly at Y/N. Shocked is an understatement for what she felt right now. Seeing Spiderman grab Steve’s shield and loot directly at her made her angry and confused. So this is what he meant when he said he was leaving. He lied to her. Spiderman had lied to her and now she’s probably going to have to fight him. Putting her thoughts aside she readied herself in a fighting position, electricity crackling from her fingertips as she watched Peters every movement. Then, too soon, the fighting started.

      For a while Peter and Y/N danced around each other purposely trying not to harm their friend too badly. They both knew one of them had to end up winning. Someone was going to lose. Someone was going to get hurt. Peter shot a web toward Y/N successfully trapping her hands together.

     “So uh, you come here often?” Peter joked pulling her closer to him. Struggling against the webbing Y/N looked up at Peter scoffing at his pick up line.

      “Really Bug Boy? Flirting with me when were supposed to be fighting each other?” Charging a small amount of electricity in her hands she sent the current up the webbing and into Peters Web Shooters short circuiting them. Cursing Peter started to run but Y/N caught up surprisingly fast and gripped his wrist shocking him. Convulsing Peter fell to the ground in shock. Snickering Y/N knelt at his side. 

    “Sorry Spidey, I win this round. As for my prize I think its time I see what you look like.” Before peter could protest Y/N had already reached up and taken the mask off of his face. An audible gasp left her lips as she shot up straight and took a few steps back. 

      “P… Peter….you’re spiderman?!” Ripping her own mask off of her face she let it fall to the ground as she stared at the friend she’s known for years lie on the ground in pain because of her electricity. Peter couldn’t say anything. No. He couldn’t think. There standing in front of him was Y/N. His friend, his classmate, his partner. Peters vision started to go spotty. Pitch blackness replaced the girl he was once staring at. Peter passed out. 

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Beauty and The Beast

paring: Bucky Barnes x reader beauty and the beast Au!

plot: based on the Disney movie beauty and the beast. 

a/n: I really hope you guys like it! It’s my first AU!

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And the curse was broken with a single kiss, it was no ordinary kiss it was a true love’s kiss. True love the most powerful magic there is. 

“Y/n” you sighed as you marked the page in your book “ I am coming, Papa”. you ran into your dad’s workshop “Y/n” he called once again “I am here Papa” you panted as you stood beside him. “Yes Papa, you called me? I was just reading by book. I am at the part where the prince wakes the princess” you went on. “That’s lovely honey, can you go get some groceries from the market?” he asked, his face full of dirt, he was in the middle of creating something new. 

“Of course, Papa and can I” your father placed his finger on your lips preventing you from speaking “Yes Y/n you can go to the library and get another book” you smiled and gave your  Papa a big kiss on his cheek “oh thank you, Papa” you ran off once again “the list is on the kitchen table” you father shouted. 

You walked to the small village, you loved the village it had everything there. “Oh Y/n, what a lovely surprise to see you here” you turned around, it was Thor or as the villagers would call him ‘Gaston’. Everyone in the village admired him, they all wanted to be like him. 

“Nice to see you too Thor,” you said as you continued to walk, Thor followed you to the bakery talking about the hunt he’s been in and how big the animal which he killed was. 

“Y/n did you know that you are the most beautiful women I have seen in this whole village,” Thor said, you didn’t do anything but smile. “And since I am the most handsome man in this village, I think we should get married? what do you say? Will you marry Y/n?“ Thor said with a smug grin plastered on his face. 

This was his 5th time he asked you to marry him this week, but your answer was and always will be the same no. 

“Thor you already now my answer” you sighed. Thor looked at you with a smug grin “one day Y/n, one day. You will fall in love with me and besides, there isn’t anybody in this village that is as handsome as me” he spoke confidently. “Thor I will not marry you simply because you’re handsome, you are not my type that’s all”.  

“Goodbye Thor,” you walked away, “Y/n tell me one thing if I am not your type of guy then who is?” he asked, you turned and gave him a sweet smile “ that’s for me to know and you to find out” you walked away. 

“Papa I’m home!” you screamed as you placed all the food on the table and started to read y/f/b that you borrowed from the library for the millionth time.  

“Oh Y/n you came, good good.” your dad paced around the room packing his tools in his tool box “are you going somewhere?” you asked. “ Not me, but us Y/n I got a call from a new client this morning, I want you to come with me”.

“That’s great Papa, when do we leave?” you got up from your seat ready to go, your father didn’t make much money being an inventor but whenever he got a client it was usually to fix some broken sink or a car, but he didn’t care he needed the money. “Now, our client doesn’t live here, he lives nearby”. 

You got ready and left your small house with your father. 

You soon came to a big castle, “is this it?” you asked your dad, wide-eyed you never saw a house this big. “I guess so”. 

You knocked on the big wooden door. A tall man with blond hair and blue eyes opened the door for you.  "Can I help you?“ the man spoke. Just when you were going to answer him your father came ” Yes, I got a call from you this morning you asked me to come?“. Your father explained, "oh yes you must be Tony?” the blond asked, your father nodded. “I am Steve, oh and please come in”. 

You walked behind your father who was following the blond man named Steve. “Stay here Y/n” you did as your father told you and stayed in the hall.  Amazed by all the painting, you stood there admiring the scenery. 

Tony’s pov. 

I followed Steve to a dark room when he called someone named “Bucky”. A tall man stood in the dark corner of the room, I couldn’t see him except for his shadow” I am assuming your Tony" the man called Bucky asked me. “You’re correct”. 

“Mr.Stark I called you here today because I heard you are an amazing inventor and that you can fix things, make them brand new?” Bucky asked. 

“Yes, you heard well. What is it that you want me to do for you?”. Bucky looked at Steve who simply nodded, Bucky came out of the dark that’s when I saw it. He had a metal arm. 

He pointed his metal arm “This. I want you to fix this, Hydra did this to me they made me a monster, I want you to fix this, I want to be normal again” Bucky told me. 

I wanted to help but making an arm was impossible, no matter how hard I try I will not be able to make a Human hand. 

I stood there in silence, I didn’t know what to say. “I am sorry Bucky I can’t fix your arm but I can-”. 

“What do you mean you can’t fix this? I called you here so you can fix my arm so you can make me normal like everyone else.” bucky screamed.

Y/n pov

I heard screaming coming from upstairs so I decided to go check it out I don’t want my dad to be in trouble. I walked into the room “ You are just like them, you lied to me. You are just another worthless person”

“Who do you think you are for calling my Papa worthless?” you argued, “Y/n lets go” your father tried to pull you away “no Papa, he called you worthless, you are not worthless. And you” You pointed at the man “ My papa came here to help you with your problem and this is how you talk to him, you should be happy that he didn’t say anything and stayed quite. “ 

Bucky looked at you wide-eyed he for the first time in his life he didn’t know what to say, his mouth felt dry, it was like he forgot how to talk. He just stood there looking at you. 

"Since my papa came here to do his job that is what he will do, so what he can’t fix your arm he can fix the dents in it.” You told Bucky.  Bucky didn’t say anything. He wanted to disagree he wanted to say that we didn’t need anyone’s help, that he didn’t want anybody’s pity, but he couldn’t. He didn’t know what was happening to him. Bucky didn’t know why he was listening to her? why did she have a big impact on him? 

“Yes, that would be fantastic, if it’s alright with you Tony?” Steve asked, your dad looked at you said that he would be happy to help.  

Your dad fixed Bucky’s metal arm and he felt the room.

 Your dad finished packing and just when you were about to leave Steve called both of you.

“Tony, Y/n I am really sorry about my friend back there. He didn’t mean anything he said, he is just really sad and enraged by what Hydra did to him and he keeps letting his anger out on everyone else”. 

“It’s ok, well come on now Y/n we got work to do” just as you were getting dragged away by your father, Steve’s voice stopped you. “Y/n can I talk to you?” you looked at your dad and he nodded. “um yes, sure” you walked over to him. “Y/n I- I don’t know how to say this after what happened” he blabbered, you looked at him confused. 

“ Y/n will you stay here for a few days please?” you looked at him even more confused, “Um what?”. “I know this sounds absurd and ridiculous”. “Well, that’s an understatement,” you spoke.

“yes, but I need you to stay with us. It’s Bucky I never saw him this way with someone. He actually listened to you, he didn't argue with you” you thought about what Steve said “what do you want me to do?”. 

“I want you to change him, make him be himself again, and not this beast he became after what hydra did to him.” curiosity taking over you, you asked “what did hydra do it him?” Steve told you everything, he told you about Bucky before the war and how he thought he had lost his best friend, he told about the time he got reunited with bucky, but he wasn’t the same. He told you about the nightmares Bucky would get about his days when he worked with hydra.  Steve told you everything. 

You sighed feeling bad for the blond that was standing in front of you, “ok I will stay, but I am only doing this for you Steve” you smiled. Steve looked at you with a shock, which soon changed into happiness. 

“Thank you, Y/n I will never forget what you will be doing for us”, you smiled and looked at your father. Steve put his hand on your shoulder and told you not to worry. Steve went to Tony and explained the whole situation. Tony walked over to where you were standing “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked. 

You looked at your dad “Yes, I do” Tony sighed “ok then I have another client in the village nearby, I will come back in a week so till then you can stay here. Ok no more than that” you smiled and gave your dad a big hug “thank you, papa, I love you” he kissed the top of your head “ I love you too sweetheart”. “Take good care of her” you Papa told Steve and left. 

You waved your Papa goodbye and went in the huge castle. 

Steve escorted you to your room, it was beautiful, “thank you, Steve, it’s gorgeous” Steve smiled at you “ I am glad you liked it, I will call you when it’s time to eat. You should rest now” you smiled and put your bags on the fluffy bed. 

You laid down on the fluffy bed and covered yourself with the duvet and fell asleep. 

You woke up when you heard a knocking on your door. You got up and opened once you did you saw a smiling Steve “ hi there” Steve said as he walked in your room “ hey” you yawned "I came to tell you that supper is ready so why don’t you come downstairs?“ you nodded and Steve left. 

After you got ready you went down stairs Bucky wasn’t  there, it was only Steve. You sat down in the seat next to Steve and smiled "where’s bucky?” steve sighed “ he doesn’t really talk to anyone now, he stays in his room most of the time” Steve said but to both of our surprise Bucky came. 

You looked at steve his face enlighted with a sweet smile looking at his  best friend “hey buck you wanna eat with us?” Steve offered bucky furrowed his brows “us?” he didn’t see you. 

“What are you doing here?” Bucky asked you “ Bucky,” Steve said in stern mom voice “ Steve invited me to stay here,” you said sheepishly. Nobody talked during dinner, making it ten times more awkward for you, Steve sensed your awkwardness “hey Y/n since you will be staying here for a few days why don’t I show you around?’’ you flashed him a big smile “ oh yes, that wold be great”.

Steve took you on the tour he had offered. 

It was getting late so you decided to go to be, but some reason you weren’t able to sleep maybe it was the fact that you slept earlier? you thought. You didn’t feel like staying bed so you decided to walk around the halls. 

As you walked through the long corridors of the huge establishment, you heard faint screams coming from the end of the hall. You decided to check it out, as you walked closer to the door the screams kept getting louder and louder. It sounded like someone was having a nightmare, you slowly opened the door and peeked in the room. 

The room was lighted by the moon, you walked closer to the bed, it was Bucky beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he stirred in his bed. “Bucky, Bucky” you tried t wake him up. Bucky sat up panting, he looked at your eyes full of fear. “W-What are you doing here?’’ he asked his voice nearly above a whisper. 

“I couldn’t sleep and I heard you scream so I wanted to see if you’re alright’’ Bucky looked at you shocked “you wanted to see if I was ok?”. 

You gave him a sweet smile, “yeah,  why is that so hard to believe?” he looked at his hands “ no, it’s you’re not scared of me?” his blue orbs meeting your y/e/c  ones.  You put your hand on top of his metal one “ why should I be scared of you?”. 

“because I am a monster” he couldn’t look at you anymore “you are no monster Bucky, it wasn’t you who did all those things it was hydra, they made you do those things. They are the real monster Bucky” he looked at you and gave you a weak smile “Thanks, Y/n”. You smiled and you walked to the door “oh and Bucky if you ever wanna talk I am always here” you left. 

After that day you and Bucky started to get along, both of you became good friends. Bucky started to get out of his room more now and he would talk more. He started to act like his old self again. 

But as the time passed by, you and Bucky started to develop new feelings for each other. 

One night you were sitting in the library, reading a new book. “ahem” you heard someone, you looked up and saw Bucky standing right in front of you “oh hi Bucky what’s up?”. He looked at you and gave you a small box “what’s this?’’ you asked him. “It’s a present for you, think you will like it doll” you blushed at the little pet name he gave you. You carefully unwrapped the wrapping paper it was a book, but not any book it was y/f/b “omg Bucky thank you so much” you jumped up and gave him a big hug, Bucky giggled and hugged you back “I’m glad you liked it doll”. 

“are you kidding me? I love it!” Bucky’s smile grew even bigger “ there is a small note inside” he pointed at the book, you furrowed your eyebrows and looked inside. 

Y/n I wanted to tell you this personally, but every time I try to tell you, I freeze and I’m just too scared to tell you. So I decided to tell you like this. Y/n ever since the day we met I couldn’t help but fall for you.  I tried to control my feeling but they get the best of me, Y/n I am in love with you. 

-Bucky Barnes

You read the small message again and started to tear up. You looked at Bucky “I love you too Bucky Barnes” a huge grin formed on his face as he pulled you closer to him, his hands were on your cheeks and he pulled you into a long awaiting kiss. 

That’s when you knew that this was the beginning of a new tale. 

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Hey I read your imagnes and I am really impress with your work, I love them! And I was wondering I you could write a one shot with the reader deing a part of the Avengers and one day they decide to play; kiss, marry, fuck and the reader says fuck Loki and Loki hears her that moment and later he visits her in her room and they have a very routh and intense sex with Loki being dominating!?! Please,please!!!!!

hello. Thank you very much! 

I’m not taking prompts/requests right now, sorry! Sometimes I do ‘open’ them for one shots, so keep an eye out. :-) 

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Imagne peter is a villain but he is so bad at this that he get himself to a lot of fight he can't win its got so bad that even the avengers notice how the young villain get hurt and start to worry about him but they warn't the only one bc the others villain worried about him to so they decide to take care of him and it started to be a competition btween them like who get there first or who help peter the most and peter being The innocent boy he is think they all just want to be nice

[browneyedwierdo]

Imagine update.

I'm almost done with the next part of Another Stark? It seems to be taking a bit longer because my brain is broken. I'll have it up as soon as I can tonight!!

[yelena-bellova]

Starting a Steve x Reader series based on a set of prompts I found...

(As if I could write anything other than Steve x Reader hahaha) There’s a set of prompts out there on the inter webs that I found too good to pass up and I dreamt up a series to go with them. The prompts are based on different types of kisses, (early morning kisses, in the moment kisses, empty kisses, etc) and each chapter will be based on one of the kisses. The series is going to be following Steve and the reader from The Avengers through Endgame. I’m really excited about it, I’m going to start writing it tonight and hopefully it’ll be up by Monday. I’ve been on a writing kick so it only seems right to take on a series lol

[lilulo-12fanfiction]

Little Trouble Girl- 1

A/N: This is for (@until-theend-oftheline)- Kari’s Chris Evans Challenge. I will be turning this into a series.

My Prompt is: “I don’t know. I have an opinion. But that’s my opinion. I could be wrong.”

This is a Steve Rogers x Reader imagine.

Let me know if you’d like to be tagged! All comments and re-blogs are beyond appreciated

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It had been a long mission. You and Steve were working on busting up a drug ring which had been shipping an enhanced form of heroine into the inner cities. Their main target was kids in both poor neighborhoods and the “richie riches” of the Upper East Side and all over America. though it was passing through adults too. You had seen too many teenagers die from overdosing on this dangerous strain but also a lot of stressed out business men. There seemed to. D two strains, one peddled to the poor and a more potent and ridiculously expensive one that targeted kids with money. You had been traveling through South America for weeks trying to get more info. You had to find a way to infiltrate the ring. It was up to you. Steve’s face was too recognizable. He was fighting you on it, too afraid of what would happen to you if it went south.

“Steve! I’m up to the challenge. I can protect myself.”

“How can you be sure Y/N? You’d be in there alone. If I pull you out we blow our cover, they go further underground. Let me talk to Tony. See if we can alter my appearance so I can go in too.” You rolled your eyes at him.

“Stop treating me like a child.” You grabbed the keys to the hotel room and your towel to go lay by the ocean before you said something you regretted.

“Y/N...come on!” Steve yelled after you.

“Trouble in paradise?” Tony’s face popped up on the screen.

“I don’t treat her like a child!”

“I don’t know. I have an opinion. But that’s my opinion. I could be wrong.” Tony shrugged.

“So you agree with her?”

“Not exactly. I think you’re in love with her and are over protective because you don’t want to lose her.”

“We work together. It’s not like that.”

“Whatever you say. But who else could you be with that would understand. Don’t wait too long to realize what you want because it’ll be too late. That seems to be a theme in your life. Learn from the past. Anyway, package coming your way with some tech to alter your face. Let her work her way in and just stay close to get her out.”

“Thanks Tony.” Steve turned off the video chat trying to decide if he should look for you or give you some time. The truth was you were more than colleges. You were his closest friend next to Bucky. He could tell you thinks he couldn’t tell Nat or Sam, even Bucky. You never laughed at his naivety from being in the ice for so long. You helped him through it. His feelings were complicated at best. But he couldn’t deny the intoxicating smell of your perfume. It was a citrusy sweet smell that drove him crazy. He couldn’t even count the number of times he thought about kissing your beautiful lips. The number of times he had fantisized about you while in the shower. But he couldn’t go there. He was your leader and friend. He couldn’t put you in a position like that. He sat down on the bed to take a nap. He was exhausted. If you weren’t back by the time he woke up, he’d head down to the beach to find you.

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Sometimes Steve Rogers made your blood boil. You weren’t helpless. You could take care of yourself. You were enhanced like he was, like Bucky was. You and Bucky were the only two that survived the experiment. The rest had been terminated, but you had been out in the field when Hydra finally fell. Once Bucky had rehabilitated he remembered you and he and Steve searched for you with the help of Tony. It had taken a while, but Tony had made peace with Bucky, finally accepting that what happened to his parents was Hydra, not Bucky. When Bucky told them your story he couldn’t rest until he helped the two soldiers find you.

You had been young when Hydra took you. Well, bought you. They were searching for a female to inject with the serum. They wanted someone innocent looking to help do their bidding. After your mother died when you were 13, your father had no use for you. You lived with his abuse for 3 years until he gave you to Hydra for a large sum. He was the only person you ever terminated that you didn’t regret. It was your reward for doing such impeccable work. Hydra had used you and abused you in every way possible. You were their “entertainment “ until you turned 18. They injected you with the serum and turned you into a weapon. They thought you had been brainwashed but you resisted. You did their work until you were able to make a run for it. You had earned their trust. You were hiding in Sweden when Tony was able to locate you and Steve went to bring you to what was now your home. Bucky was afraid that he would scare you off. Tony couldn’t stand what had happened to you. You were still a child. He treated you like a daughter. He got you the help you needed to cope with what had happened. He gave you a family with his own and with the Avengers. It had taken you a while to get back on your feet. Steve and Bucky both had helped you get through it. But it was in Steve’s arms that you survived the life ending anxiety and nightmares. You owed him your life. You were okay now, for the most part. You had bad days but they were further and further apart. You could take care of yourself. He didn’t need to shelter you. He saw you as a kid still. A sister he needed to protect while you would do just a about anything to feel his skin against yours. Bucky knew, but he didn’t say a word to Steve. He wanted to, but he was certain you’d kill him in his sleep.

The waves of the ocean were refreshing but the sun was getting to you. You steeled yourself for another argument, grabbed your things and headed back to your and Steve’s room. Sharing a room with him was driving you mad. You were playing the couple on vacation so you had gotten one room with an enormous bed so you’d each still have your space. Yet you woke up every morning drifting closer to him until you woke up with his arms around you every morning since. You were vulnerable when sleeping and Steve made you feel safe.

As you opened the door to the suite, you noticed how dark and quiet it was. There was Steve sprawled our asleep in the middle of the bed asleep. It melted your anger. You kicked off your flip flops and pulled one of his T-shirt’s on over your bathing suit and tried to crawl in next to him.

“Hey soldier, move over and let me in.” He opened one eye and took in your wild hair from the salt water of the ocean and smiled.

“You still mad?”

“More tired from the sun.” You crawled into the bed and Steve draped his arm over your body like it was a habit

“You smell good. Like the ocean and coconut.” He had his eyes closed. “Tony sent me some tech to change my appearance. We’re good to go for tonight. I ordered room service for dinner and then we can head to this club they use as a front. But take a nap, we have time.”

“Yes Captain” you laughed as he kneed you in the ass.

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“Ugh...these shoes are going to be torture.” You groaned as you looked at the gold stilletto gladiator sandals.

“I don’t know why you women torture yourself with those things.” Steve yelled from the bathroom. “Wow. You look incredible.” Steve was standing in the bathroom doorway with his toothbrush in his mouth. You were wearing a black v-neck jump suit with gold embellishments.

“Thanks. I figured something with shorts would be best, you know in case everything goes to shit tonight.” Steve had to force himself to stop staring and put his toothbrush back in the bathroom.

“Good thinking.” Steve cleared his throat. “But I’m sure you’ll be okay. I’ll get you out before it escalates.” You nodded. “Okay, how do I look?” Steve pushed the clip on his tie. His face transformed into one you has never seen before.

“Like a completely different person.” Steve laughed as he looked in the mirror.

“Excellent. Let’s go.”

You had been in Hector’s club for a couple of hours. You had yet to see him. Steve was on the other side of the club. You could feel his eyes on you and your skin felt hot. It had taken you a bit to recognize Steve’s new face. If it hadn’t been for his royal blue button down that was just a touch too tight, you probably wouldn’t have been able to pick him out in the crowd.

“Enjoying yourself sweetheart?” The sound of his voice made your skin crawl. You knew it was him before you turned to face him. It was time to work. You turned and gave him your most illuminating smile and widest eyes you could.

“I am.”

“Well that makes me happy. I aim to make pretty girls like you enjoy yourselves when you’re in my established. I’m Hector Guerra.” You placed your hand in his.

“Sara Meyers” you had made the name up in the car on the way to the club. You did your best to not cringe as he placed a wet kiss on your hand. He looked you up and down, his stare lasting too long on your breasts and the legs.

“It’s very nice to meet you Ms. Meyers. Care to join me at my table?” You nodded at him with a smile.

“I’d like that very much.” Hector offered you his arm which you graciously accepted and allowed him to lead you to his table.

Steve could feel his blood boiling as he watched the scum bag drug lord get handsy with you. He had to keep his composure, if he blew up the mission out of petty jealousy, your safety would be at risk. He slowly made his way to the other side of the bar so he could keep his eyes on you as he listened in through the communication device built into your earring. It was a smart invention you and Tony put together. You could pop it in your ear to talk with Steve if you needed to, but this device prevented your mark from seeing it and allowed Steve to listen in on details so you could focus on keeping him talking.

He was supplying you with copious amounts of liquor. While he thought he was lowering your inhibitions, the serum protected you. You were able to get drunk, but only when you drank a full bottle of tequila. Steve had seen it a few times. It’s how you turned your brain off. Sometimes the memories of what the Hydra Soldiers had done to you before they turned you into a weapon still haunted you. Not as often but often enough. Steve watched as you giggled and flirted with Hector trying to get him to skip as much info without him noticing. It had been an hour since you’d been at that table but Hector wasn’t giving the info up. Steve watched as you stiffened your body and the color drained from your face. Steve couldn’t see but he was sure he knew where Hector’s hands were as they were under the table. Steve pushed his comm.

“Friday, have Tony prepare a jet. Y/N and I are ending our mission tonight. It just hit a level that I am no longer comfortable operating in. I’ll explain when we get back.”

“Yes Captain Rogers” the AI responded in his ear. Steve watched it in horror as you took a sip of your drink that Hector had just dumped one of his drugs into. He wasn’t sure how it would affect you. Before he could get to the table, Hector had poured a white substance on the back of your wrist and snorted it. Steve moved closer to the table. He could tell how uncomfortable you were. You locked eyes and Steve pointed towards the restroom with his eyes and he headed in that direction.

He paced near the women’s restroom. It had been 20 minutes and you still weren’t there. He was about to go back out there and blow up all the work you two had done just to get you safe. Before he could you came stumbling towards him. Your hands were shaking. He wrapped his arm around you when you finally reached him.

“Steve, I’m sorry l....I lost control of the situation and then he took it to a level that made me freeze. And now I feel so out of it. I didn’t think I drank enough.” Your voice was shaking like your hands.

“Hey...look at me.” Steve was standing infront of you now and he has his hands on the sides of your face. “You have nothing to apologize for. You are never expected to allow anyone to put their hands on you like that for a mission. Never. Your well-being is more important than a mission. No one would EVER expect you to give that part of yourself for a mission. Don’t you dare apologize. This mission is done. We’re going home. We will find another way to stop him. And he slipped something in your drink. I couldn’t get there in time to stop him. How did you get away from him?”

“I told him I felt sick and needed to go to the bathroom. We need to get out of here now. He’ll be sending one of his guys to find me.” Your words were slurring and you were having a hard time staying on your feet.

“I got you Y/N. There’s a door this way. You’re safe now.” Steve put his arm around you to support you and led you further down the hall. There was a door wide opening leading to the alleyway behind the club. Steve has to slide his arm under your legs and pick you up. Whatever Hector had slipped you was stronger than he anticipated. He watched you slowly slip into unconsciousness. Suddenly a car screeched up to the curb. Steve felt his heart pounding with nerves. He let out a breath when he saw Bucky behind the wheel.

“Dude get in.” Bucky ordered. Steve helped you into the back seat and then climbed in the passenger seat. “Tony sent me down here after talking to you today in case you needed a quick getaway or help. He had a bad feeling. Nat and Sam are packing your stuff do we can load you two on the jet and get you home.” Steve nodded “Is she okay?”

“I don’t know But we need to get her home and figure out what the hell he gave her. It hit her hard and fast. That guy was super hands on too. I could see it in her eyes. It drudged up the past. She’s done with this mission. She’s not sacrificing her progress for this. I’m messaging Sam now telling them to hurry. I want to be wheels up ASAP.

“Copy that.” Bucky agreed and sped down the highway.

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You felt like someone was jamming an ice pick into your skull your head hurt so bad. The constant beeping was annoying you. You tried to open your eyes but the room was too bright.

“Y/N?!” You heard Buxky’s voice.

“Not so loud please. Can you dim these lights? It’s too bright to even open my eyes.” You heard shuffling and the a click.

“Okay, you can open them.” Bucky was speaking in a whisper.

“How long have I been out?” Bucky’s sigh gave up his reluctance to tell you. “How long?” There was more of a firmness in your voice.

“Ten days.”

“Ten days?!” You immediately regretted yelling. Bucky took your hand.

“We think that...well Tony thinks that Hector Guerra made you. Whether he saw you with Steve or recognized you on his own, he knew who you were when he approached you. You almost died 3 times. The mix of alcohol and the fatal dose of his own special drug cocktail would have killed a normal woman in an instant. He must not know you have the serum in your veins. It was really scary.” Bucky squeezed your hand again. “I’m glad you’re going to be okay.”

“I should go get Tony. He’s going to want to run tests.”

“Bucky, where’s Steve?”

“He was a mess when we got back here. He blamed himself for what happened. I’d never seen him like that.”

“And where is he now?” Bucky was avoiding her eyes. “Damn it Bucky just tell me.”

“He’s back in South America.” He fidgeted under your gaze. “With Sharon Carter.” Before you could react He started speaking rapidly. “They didn’t want to lose the gain on Guerra’s gang. Sharon isn’t ever on the public eye but she’s using the same tech as Steve.” You held your hand up to stop him.

“So he went back without me. All the work I put in and he sidelines me. I could have used the same Tech. He couldn’t have been THAT worried about me if he left while I was still unconscious and thought I was going to die.” You crossed your arms in front of you willing yourself not to cry.

“C’mon Doll, you know it wasn’t like that. He didn’t leave your side until you were stable. Once you were out of the woods, he met with Rhodey, Tony and some government guys. They decided he would go back. He picked his team. He knew that you would need time to recover. He was honestly hoping he’d be back before you even woke up. But Hector has tightened security after you vanished from his establishment. He might think you’re dead. We don’t know. Plus after what happened he wanted to protect you.”

“Protect me from what?”

“He told me Hector was all over you and what happened with Hydra he didn’t want to put you back in that environment.”

“So HE decided what was best for me and what I can and can’t handle? Instead of asking me? And don’t feed me the crap about me being here. He could have waited.”

“I’m sorry. I knew you’d be upset.” Bucky could see how upset you were and he hated it.

“It’s fine. Can you send Tony in I just want to get this over with. Bucky sqeeed your hand and went to find Tony.

You laid your head back willing your tears to go away. Maybe it was time to give up on Steve Rogers.

[m0oranshi]

Diary of a cinephile - Entry 2

Want to get away from life and and watch top notch movies instead?

I’ve been extremely depressed and sick and unable to do much more than watch movies to block out my thoughts in the past two weeks. I haven‘t written a diary of recommendations in ages, but I feel like I’ll feel better if I pour out my love for my favorites, because I haven’t seen or talked about them with anyone. So... I just have to vent about their awesomeness and I want more people to enjoy them because they deserve recognition.

This one will be... Wow.

It’s bound to cure a little bit of sadness or at least get away from it for a while.

Every single one is different but so unique and amazing, from time-bending thriller, to life and loss, to stopmotion, to romance, to hell, to a man in a sheet walking around the whole movie and somehow it’s perfect... I have so many things that will blow your mind and I can’t keep these gems to myself anymore.

This will be in no specific order. They are all awesome.

I’ll post links as usual to the trailers, it’s up to you to watch them. I won’t give any spoilers though. You’re safe.

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A Ghost Story - Dir David Lowery

Ghost 2: Hello.

Ghost 1: Hi.

Ghost 2: I'm waiting for someone.

Ghost 1: Who?

Ghost 2: I don't remember.

Genre: Romance, Drama, Mystery

Trailer (please don’t watch it if you want to be surprised)

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I can’t, again, write a synopsis without spoiling anything. So I’m going to write it in a question: How long are you willing to wait, and stay, for the person you love, even if you don’t really know if you’ll ever see them again, even if you don’t really know why, when or even how?

This movie is near impossible to explain. There is very little dialogue but it’s striking as hell. I never knew you could feel so much for an actual sheet without an expression that doesn’t talk. It drags on like crazy at times (there is a scene with a pie and I counted, it’s literally one shot for 3 minutes straight and I admit that was weird in the beginning) but in the grand scheme of it all, the slowness, the sudden fastness, the silence, it all adds to the dreadful flavor this movie brings that I haven’t really felt from a movie before. Boy, is this an experience if you’re open to it. And I don’t think I’ll shake this feeling soon.

If you are into symbollic shit and want a movie where you can really lose track of time in, (I watched it while half awake and it was like a lucid dream) I recommend it. Think of the opposite of The Avengers and if that sounds horrible to you, don’t watch, you’ll hate it and think it’s some artsy-fartsy bullshit. Just being real here.

‘A Ghost Story’ with it’s thriller-like name is ironically one of the most romantic/saddest things I’ve ever seen.

+ Bonus point: the main character is a person in a sheet. C’mon.

++ Bonus point: This fucking epic soundtrack.

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- Gifted (2017) - Dir Marc Webb

Mary Adler: “He's a good person. He wanted me before I was smart.“

Genre: Drama, Family

Trailer (Safe to watch)

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A young girl is gifted/cursed by being way ahead of everyone her age in intellect, something that runs in the family, and her uncle tries to give her a normal life, a happy life, a life any kid deserves by making friends and whatnot, while others think she deserves and is created for ‘more’.

This one struck me harder than I thought because it started relatively sweet, but then adults got involved and made everything difficult. Near the end I had to burry my face in a blanket to stop my crying because it got a little too close to home (not that I’m a genius or know at all how horrible it would be like to be ‘gifted’ like that, but some scenes are things anybody can relate to, really.)

Anybody has felt like the ‘odd one out’ at some point, and the unfairness of how you are treated when you are slightly different and how people jump onto that opportunity like vultures just struck such a cord with me. The child actress is absolutely brilliant, the best I’ve seen in a while, I generally wanted to jump through the screen to hug her because for a second I thought she wasn’t acting, that’s how good she is.

+ Bonus point: A one eyed cat becomes a major plot point.

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- Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri - dir Martin McDonagh

Mildred Hayes: “This didn't put an end to shit, you fucking retard; this is just the fucking start. Why don't you put that on your ‘Good Morning Missouri fucking wake up’ broadcast, bitch?“

Genre: Drama, Black Comedy

Trailer (safe to watch)

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(If you don’t like cursing look away now. Personally, concidering the circumstances of this poor mother’s rage, I think it’s entirely justified.)

A mother who recently lost her daughter by a horrific murder tries to stirr up her small community and the insanely lazy police force to finally do something, and look for the perpetrator, who is still out there.

I love black humor, but this one was very, very... black. I don’t know how you can be so funny and yet deal with such horrific things at the same time, but they pulled it off so, so well.

In a matter of minutes you feel like you are part of this little town and you get just as frustrated as any and every character on the screen, they are all written so well, it’s as if you’ve known them for years. It was so easy to get into the whole story.

Just after five minutes it’s impossible to stop watching. The lead character ( Frances McDormand ) is just simply amazing, I think she was nominated last year too and I can see why. I’m not a mother, but I could feel her heartbreak every second.

+ Bonus Point: No unecessary stupid romantic bullshit, congrats Hollywood, slowly you’re learning and realise that when you see a man and a woman they can be friends.

++ Bonus Point: same director of ‘In Bruges’ and ‘Seven Psychopaths’ so I feel like a fish stuck on a bait already because I adore those movies, but heh... I am happy to be captured once again. I LOVE him.

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- Triangle (2009) - Dir Christopher Smith 

????: - IF. THEY. BOARD. KILL. THEM. -

Genre: Psychological Thriller

Trailer (I really recommend you don’t watch this one)

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I can’t really explain short what this... this... thing is without spoiling anything. Some attractive people straight out of glamour magazines get shipwrecked on their out of a magazine yacht and they get onto another ship. If I say more I ruin all the fun.

I think this might actually be my favorite out of the ones I saw because I remember sitting for an hour straight with a hand covering my mouth with how insane it was. I didn’t know what to believe for a long, long time.

The beginning is such a false representation of what’s to come, and I remember trying to begin watching it years back but I fell for their trick and quit. Now I’ve seen all of it it’s actually up there with some of my favorite psychological thrillers, and I’ve seen ALOT.

But, like I said before, you honestly can’t talk about anything without spoiling it, so don’t even look up the ratings or trailer or synopsis. Just trust me, I went into this knowing nothing and I was never more grateful. (Though know you’ll need a strong stomach at times because there is unexpected blood and gore.)

+ Bonus point: UGH it kills me not being able to tell how brilliant the end is. But yes. The end. And all the crazy foreshadowing.

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INTERLUDE

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The Void - Steven Kostanski and Jeremy Gillespie

Genre: Horror, mystery, something someth-

trailer

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HAHA I’m just kidding, this was excruciating. Please don’t see it. I’m sorry but they should be punished for this so I had to include. If you want to have a good laugh though, be my guest. So much potentional, so much promise of a different layer of fear, and it goes absolutely nowhere and it’s so sad. It’s not like I’m stupid and just ‘don’t get it’, there is nothing to get. I don’t think the writers even knew what they were getting at.

I sound so mean, but I am mean because I was robbed of my time.

Yes, yes... they did a good portrayal of Hell. But ironically Hell was sitting through this movie. After seeing ‘Triangle’, a movie that ACTUALLY portays Hell well in my opinion, this is just... amazingly bad. Good special effects can’t save this movie for the life of it.

(I wanted an interlude because making this is pretty draining.)

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- A Simple Plan (1998) - Sam Raimi 

“Sometimes good people do evil things. Four million dollars and plenty of change. They've worked hard all their lives, but they still can't afford the American Dream. Stealing it is even better.”

“Do you ever feel evil?”

Genre: Crime, Suspense

Trailer (safe to watch)

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Three dudes find a bag of 4 million dollars. Sounds like a slam dunk to me, but it isn’t easy at all because a ton of problems come with it. Who did it actually belong to, is it morally right to keep it, what if the police is after it, does it mean you’re stealing...? What if money corrupts and friendships aren’t like they seem to be and how far will you go to keep it?

This one is straight out of the Coen’s brothers directory, but I’ve looked and I don’t think they have any affiliation with it. Anyway, it’s sooooo reminiscent of Fargo with the set and tone and everything, I honestly thought they had something to do with it. If you’re familliar with Fargo, you’ll absolutely adore this one.

It’s such a dreadful but such a true tale about how people can act ‘differently’ once given an opportunity. You might end up thinking ‘I would never do that’, but... wouldn’t you? You’ve never been in the place of these characters and it’s impossible to imagne, and seeing the true nature of how abhorent you truly can be, can be confrontational.

Everything you try to do leads to more complications, and it’s hard to imagne where you’d say ‘no, enough is enough’.

It’s not an easy watch because it’s way too true but I adore it.

+ Bonus point: Billy Bob Thornton. If you’re not familliar, get on it. He’s amazing, always.

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Isle of Dogs - Wes Anderson

Oracle: It may snow tonight.

Boss: Really? Thank you very much, wow.

Oracle: To whom it may concern.

Boss: She sees the future!

King: Ha! No. She understands TV.

Trailer (safe to watch)

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In a dystopian near-future Japan, dogs have become a menace because of some dog-flu virus, so they all get deported to a seperate island. But there are conspiracies flowing around, vaccinations being made, and the dogs do whatever they can to stay alive on this god forsaken island of trash.

I never liked dogs, sue me. But for some reason I KNEW this was going to be an experience so I bought a ticket, and holy crap was it worth it. Every single frame is a piece of art. Every. Single. One. (I want an artbook for this movie. Or a poster. Just... ANYTHING because it’s sugar to my eyes.)

I was so overwhelmed with how gorgeous it was, it was hard to concentrate sometimes, but I walked out with such a huge smile that lasted for days. The humor is on-point and yet so dry, just enough to pull you out of that overwhelmed trance. You end up caring for each and every one of the dogs because they are all perfectly rounded characters, better written characters than you see in humans sometimes. It’s mindblowing. The voice acting is perfectly cast and... Just. This movie is a dessert, something we don’t deserve but we got it anyway.

+ Bonus Point: Edward Norton voice acting. I am in love with his voice.

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WELL. I’ll make another one sooner than I thought because I have so many more to share, but honestly making these posts is a task (a lovely one though) but I have life duties. I didn’t even get to share my favorite ones yet, so stay tuned (nobody will read this but whatever)

[lilulo-12fanfiction]

Avengers Masterlist

Imagines

Bonfire: Steve Rogers X Reader 

Shadow Of The Day: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Heart of the Matter: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Say It Again: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Flicker, Fade: Steve Rogers x Reader- Part 1, Part 2

Series

Nothing Breaks Like a Heart: Steve Rogers x OC 

Little Trouble Girl: Steve Rogers x Reader (Long ass haitus)