#jumping universes

[buckybarnesandmarvel]

𝐉𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗

pairings: bucky x reader, oc!daniel x reader..?

warnings: each chapter will have its own warnings

for this chapter: ANGST, violence, HYDRA, cursing

summary: you live in the real world (our world). you’ve loved Marvel for as long as you could remember. suddenly, when a universe jumping experiment from the 1900s is unearthed, you are one of the billions to volunteer. after miraculously securing a place, you train for years, non-stop. when you finally get your chance and it all goes wrong will you be able to adapt or will it all come crashing down?

a/n: i’ve not been feeling my best, lately, but i’m going to for sure try and stick to schedule now!

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“Hm? Oh, um, I have a date!”

……

Bucky’s heart sank. Was he too late? Had he lost you already?

You had left about half an hour ago. As soon as the door had shut, he sat down on the couch, with his head in his hands and that was where he remained. Your words played over and over in his mind, taunting him.

But it was just a date, right? With Daniel. But still, just a date. You could maybe have hated it. The though made him cheer up, but just for a split-second.

He was truly fucked.

Bucky groaned and heaved himself off of the sofa and made his way to the gym, hoping it would pose as a distraction. He set up the punching bag and set to work.

Around 10 minutes later, Bucky’s only focus was the red object in front of him. His knuckles were sore but he didn’t stop. He poured every emotion bottled up in him onto the battered bag. He only stopped a couple minutes later when Sam called his name from the door. Bucky was so caught up with what he was doing that he didn’t even hear him come in.

Breathing heavily, he trudged towards Sam who started speaking before he even reached him.

“Man, what the hell?”

Now Bucky was confused.

“What?”

“You really just let her go on the date like that?”

“I didn’t ‘just let her’, Sam, she’s a grown woman and I can’t control what she does or doesn’t, even if that means going on a date when I am here suffering because I’m a fucking idiot!”

Sam had a smug smile etched onto his face, raising an eyebrow.

“So tell her. Tell her you’re in love with her. Yes, you’re an idiot and yes, you hurt her but if you really love her, then, you should stop her going on that date so she knows. Otherwise, she might get with that Daniel dude and you’ll be moping here forever. So quit throwing a tantrum like a toddler, get your ass up and crash that date!”

Without hesitation, Bucky ran off, letting the works sink in as she changed out of his sweats into something a little more decent. He frantically got the place of your date out of a baffled Wanda. When he decided he was ready, he took a few calming breaths and headed out of the door.

……

You had left the compound, excited yet nervous for the upcoming date. After you got fucked over by Bucky, you were rising up again, ready for something new, although you still hurt.

You adjusted your shirt as you sat in the small café, waiting for Daniel. The location seemed a little sketchy at first, a small coffee shop in a secluded back ally, but as you looked around, the place was far from sketchy. The walls were pale pink, except for the brick wall behind the counter, and were decorated with cute floral prints and designs.

Now you were seriously considering coming in a different attire. You were wearing a light grey t-shirt with black jeans and a black leather jacket which matched your gloves. You tapped your fingers nervously against the wooden table. Soon, you saw Daniel walk in, handsome as ever.

He walked towards you, dashing a toothy smile. You stood up, and hugged him.

“Hey! It’s great to see you!”

“Daniel, it’s great to see you too, how are you!”

“I’m very well, thank you!”

The two of you laughed at your faux, over-the-top greeting as you sat down. No later than a few seconds and the waitress had come over, taking your orders.

Conversation flowed easily with flirty remarks and touches and, before you knew it, 20 minutes passed, just like that. Too engrossed in your conversation, you hadn’t realised that all the other customers had left the café. You excuse yourself for a moment, heading to the bathroom to further settle your nerves.

You straightened your top in the mirror after finishing, taking a few deep breaths before heading back out, pushing open the bathroom door. But when you stepped out, you paused, your heart dropping to your stomach, your smile dropping.

“What the fuck?”

……

“Daniel, w-what?”

Daniel stood by your table in a fighting stance, gun in hand. Coincidentally, the gun was pointed at you.

“Y/N! How nice of you to join us again!”

You could feel your breathing pick up as you took a daring step forward when Daniel spoke again, his voice calm, yet sinister.

“Take one more step and I shoot.”

He cocked the gun, automatically making you freeze.

“I know you’re probably confused, but we have no time. Let’s go. Now.”

He grabbed your arm, roughly, and you flinched when you felt the barrel of the gun press against the side of your head.

“I’m not going anywhere with you, asshole.”

You thought Daniel would be mad, but he just laughed, the sound sending a chill down your spine.

“You don’t have a choice, darling. And one wrong move? HYDRA is right outside the door, waiting to shoot.” He whispered against your ear and you involuntarily shuddered, both at the pet name and the threat.

Part of your brain thought to just follow him. It’s better than ending up killed, right? But the other half, the irrational half, thought to fight your way out of this. You know what HYDRA is like and what they would probably do to you if you got caught and that would be way worse. Without comprehending what you were doing, you walked a couple steps forwards, along with Daniel, before you quickly slammed your elbow into his sternum, catching him off guard.

The blow winded Daniel slightly, making him loosen his grip on you. You were able to slip away, but he was still blocking the door. He was panting slightly, and before he could say or do anything, you swiftly kicked him in the groin.

“Bitch!” Daniel fell to his knees, hands to his crotch, his gun falling out of his grasp.

When you both realised what happened, you lunged forward in the direction of the gun, at the same time. You got there first, but before your hand could close around it, Daniel grabbed your forearm, twisting it back.

You cried out at the pain in your shoulder as he yanked you up. He pinned the other arm on your back and made you stand up. You kicked him in the knees, which made him release one of your hands. With your free hand, you punched him as hard as you could, in the face and you saw a split in his cheek. Your knuckled were on fire but, nevertheless, you drew back for another blow. His grip was vice-like on your other forearm.

Before you could deliver the blow, however, Daniel took hold of your other hand. You were now facing him, both your hands in his possession. Within a split second, you leaned back and kicked Daniel in the stomach. He let go of both of your hands and you took that as a chance to whip off your gloves.

You didn’t know what was going to happen to him, with the amount of energy you felt, but you couldn’t find it in you to care. You were just about to grab a hold of him, when you heard gunfire from outside, distracting both you and Daniel. Daniel mentioned that the HYDRA team were outside and under his command for this mission, yet no command was made. You peered outside, and you saw a figure fighting the HYDRA team. There were too many of them, and you just hoped they would make it out alive.

Daniel took your distraction as an opportunity. He picked up his gun and the next thing you knew was a piercing sharp pain in your side, the gunshot echoing in the small room. Your hands immediately went to your side, coating them with red. The shock and adrenaline put off the pain. The bullet was still in you, wedged in the flesh under your left ribs.

A second gunshot rang out, this time hitting you in the lower abdomen and you cried out as you fell. Your chest rose and fell, rapidly and your eyes widened when you saw Daniel strut towards you. He was messy and bleeding lightly in some places, yet he took his sweet time reaching you.

He knelt down and with as much strength you could muster, you reached out with bloody hands and placed them on either side of his head. Daniel immediately cried out and stumbled backwards, the smell of burnt flesh filling the room. The smell made you feel nauseous and you fought to keep your eyes open. Daniel lunged towards you again, but before he could, the door burst open and a large figure came strutting in.

Bucky.

……

And he was furious. There was no other way to put it. His anger was almost that of the Winter Soldier’s.

All that happened was that he was on his way to see you. When he reached the café, there were a group of people standing around the place. HYDRA. He recognised them immediately. Fighting his way through the agents, he only had one priority in mind.

Getting to you.

He was onto the last agent, when he heard two loud blasts from inside the shop. His heart sank into his stomach as he thought of the worst. When he heard you cry out, his mind went into overdrive. With one swift hit, he took out the agent in front of him and ran into the café.

He spotted you on the ground, your shirt soaked in blood. He immediately went to Daniel. If this was under any other circumstances, and you weren’t hurt, he would have made Daniel’s death slow, making him suffer, but you needed him. He had to get this over and done with as quick as he could.

His vibranium hand wrapped around Daniel’s neck as he slammed him onto the nearest table. The sound of the metal hitting flesh could be heard over and over again and you flinched from where you lay. Daniel’s protests turned from loud cries then to weak whimpers, then… nothing. Bucky stood over the body for a few seconds, breathing heavily, but immediately turned around when you called his name.

“B-bucky?”

Bucky made  his way towards you and knelt down, by your head. He took you into his arms, cupping your face. His hands moved down to your wounds and he cursed.

“Hey, doll, hey. I’m going to need you to keep you eyes open for me ? Can you manage that, honey?”

“Mhm…” Truth be told, you were tired. You wanted to close your eyes and drift off to wherever but you also wanted to try. For Bucky.

You involuntarily flinched when he applied pressure to your bullet holes. He whispered praises in your ear, making you feel slightly better.

“Your doing great, doll, jus’ keep those pretty eyes open for me, okay?”

“Why are y-you here, Buck?”

“Ssh, doll, don’t worry ‘bout it. That’s a conversation for another time. Now I need you to cooperate with me, here, baby, can you do that for me?”

You didn’t miss the pet name, but ignored it for now and you nodded.

“Great, baby, so I’m going to have to pick you up. It’s going to hurt but I need you to be brave for me, doll. Squeeze my hand as hard as you want.”

He offered you his vibranium hand and you took a hold of it. Bucky gently picked you up and shifted you so you were being held, bridal style, in his arms. You winced and sucked in a breath, the blood leaving your knuckles because of how hard you were squeezing.

“You’re doing great, doll, just stay awake. Please.”

The pain was overwhelming. Your eyelids grew heavier with each passing second. Bucky got up, carefully, and started walking as fast as he could without jerking and hurting you; luckily, the tower was close by.

He was almost there when he looked down at your form. His heart sped up when he saw your closed eyes, you hand limp around his. He was in a state of panic, now running as fast as he could.

“Shit, doll, you need to wake up. Please. C’mon Y/N!” Bucky’s voice broke at the end of the sentence. He had reached the tower and was shouting at anyone in sight.

“Someone! Get her to the medbay. For fuck’s sake, can someone help!”

Dr. Cho was called. She and a few others escorted you, placing an oxygen mask over your face and pressure to the wounds. Bucky raced behind them.

“Barnes. You need to stay here.”

Bucky stopped. He watched you taken into the medbay. His hands and clothes were covered in your blood and soon, everyone was coming up to him.

Steve pulled him in, taking him somewhere more private, even though Bucky protested, claiming he needed to stay with you.

“Bucky, c’mon, I know you want to stay with her, but you need to clean up, you’re covered in blood and you wouldn’t want her to see you like this when she wakes up, would you?”

“But, what if-”

“No, buts, Bucky,” Steve’s firm voice cut in. “She’s strong, she’s going to make it.”

Now, Bucky just hoped Steve was right.

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[forgettable-au]

END OF CHAPTER ONE

FORGETTABLE-AU (Page 65-72)

* Time to put this puzzle together.

[BEGINNING] [PREVIOUS] [CONTINUE]

[lanascurse]

Literally. It’s impossible to not believe in the concept of shifting. Antis will never get it, but that’s fine. At least we know our power.

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

I was thinking about how genuinely heartbreaking it was for Pavitr’s last line in the movie to be “Is everything going to be okay?” No one responds to his question either, Gwen can’t seem to even look at him. He stands there looking so confused and sad as he watches Mumbattan be enveloped by this black hole.

My heart hurts 🥺

[counting-stars-gayly]

ANNABETH WAS SUPPOSED TO PUSH PERCY DOWN A FLIGHT OF STAIRS TO SAVE THE QUEST, BUT INSTEAD HE PUSHED HER DOWN A FLIGHT OF STAIRS TO SAVE HER LIFE. AND WHEN SHE HAD THE CHANCE TO CHOOSE THE QUEST OVER HIM SHE CHOSE HIM

[somerandomcockroach]

I SHOULD NOT BE TRUSTED WITH BREAKS I COME BACK LIKE THAT

[blanc-ci]

Part 1/?

Spock has known no peace since his captain decided to get some fangs of his own

mutual (eventually) biting prompt courtesy of @threefandomsinatrenchcoat

I’m struggling through the next part so I figured I’d post what I have so it doesn’t just sit in my drafts forever and ever, but I promise it WILL be mutual

Spock definitely uses his fangs against Jim quite liberally, which led to the captain getting his own gold capped fangs and immediately going on a quest for revenge.

They’re insatiable now, so much goddamn biting. Like two cats (or dogs?) constantly fighting and biting each other’s scruff to prove how they’re the dominant one in the dynamic.

I don’t think Spock used them on Jim during a spar UNTIL the captain got his own and proved (very readily) that he was not afraid to play dirty and tear right into Spock’s flesh. The following visit to medbay had Bones going between yelling “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING” and equally “I DONT WANNA KNOW”. He doesn’t give them any pain killers or numbing agents as he heals them up.

Jim is not afraid to be public about it (why would he be? Hello? He’s the Captain, he’ll damn well bite the XO whenever he wants to) but Spock keeps his biting relatively private- and I feel that’s his possessiveness shining through, in a way. Keeping the marking/claiming just between Jim and himself, like those moments belong solely to him, only for his eyes.🙂‍↕️

[zeldalizzy]

Hyrule and Pocahontas!! Merry Christmas Eve!!🎄✨

I absolutely LOVE this pairing; Hyrule would find such comfort in Pocahontas and in the wisdom she has to share, especially in regard to how his Hyrule (the place, not his name lol) is usually portrayed as barren and destroyed, while Pocahontas' lands are bountiful and peaceful. Additionally, Hyrule is very connected to nature, and Pocahontas is as well. They are also both very curious and love to explore! I think Hyrule would also be great friends with Grandmother Willow 😁

I had so much fun with the background, and I hope that I met everyone's expectations for this one! I can definitely see Pocahontas taking an older sisterly role to help encourage and guide Hyrule. I hc that Hyrule kinda grew up alone and as a wanderer, so Pocahontas' kindness, compassion, calming presence, and hospitality would be deeply healing to him.

Anyways, there you go!! I hope everyone is doing well and having a wonderful Christmas season!! Thanks for all of your help with the polls and voting! Your support means so much to me, and I am so excited to have you all involved in this process too!! 🩵

[sea-webs]

"I don't know who I want to be, anymore."

Oc - Cirque | The Dragon Chosen by the Shadows |

| mary oliver / franz wright / chelsea dingman / mary oliver / sue zhao / can't find :( / can't find :( / i am a dog. i have blood all over my teeth. - sciencedfiction / little weirds - jenny slate / the unabridged journals of sylvia |

[tobyisave]

Shorty Squad sleepover!

Backgrounds are Lisa Frank illustrations :P

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 132

Geralt is walking through a town when he senses something off. He glances up right as he watches a man leap out a window on the third floor. Geralt effortlessly catches him, holding him in a bridal carry. "Oh! My hero!" The man says to Geralt, looking at him with awe. "YOU FUCKER! JUST WAIT UNTIL I GET DOWN THERE!" Another man screams from the window. "What's going on?" Geralt asks, and the man in his arm flushes. "Fucked his wife." "That'll do it." "Indeed." Geralt sets the man down, and watches him get a headstart running from the husband. It isn't until later that night that Geralt realizes the man he caught didn't mention anything about Geralt being a witcher. Perhaps it was the shock and adrenaline. Perhaps he didn't even fully see Geralt, his mind was too focused on surviving. Months later, Geralt is tacking up Roach to leave town when a familiar blur busts into the stables, and leaps into a pile of hay nearby. A man enters after a minute, raving mad, holding a bottle. "Where is he!?" "Where is who?" Geralt asks, coolly, and watches the man's temper fizzle out into apprehension. "N- Nobody. Sorry for bothering you, mister witcher." and the man scurries off. Geralt turns to the haystack and watches as his acquaintance in bright clothing crawls out, hay still stuck in the creases of his clothes and the strands of his hair. "His wife, too?" "His son, actually." "Mm." "Thank you for helping me again." "I didn't do much." Still, the colorful man flicks a coin to Geralt, and then races out. Huh. The man recognized him. And the other man, the one who chased him, had even called Geralt a witcher. And yet the man was still not scared. He even thanked Geralt. Nobody ever thanks Geralt. Another few months later, Geralt is setting up camp when he senses something in the trees. He readies to fling a knife up there, only to see- The man again. He starts very awkwardly trying to climb down, before falling flat on his ass on the ground. "...Hello again." "Hello, my dear witcher!" "Why were you in the tree?" "Oh, I was chased here-" "Of course you were." "Excuse me? What is that supposed to mean?" "I've only met you a few times, but every time I have, you're running from a man who is a relative of someone you've fucked. Out with it, what was it this time? Daughter? Husband?" "Mother." "I can s-" "And his father." "..." "They were a very adventurous couple." And despite it all, Geralt laughs. He throws his head back and cackles. He's never laughed so hard in his life. "I'm Jaskier." The man - Jaskier - introduces himself as he wipes dust and leaves off of his doublet. "I'm Geralt." "Would you mind if I stay with you for the night, Geralt?" "I'm a witcher." "I'm a bard! Glad we're past that." "Of course you're a bard." "Of course you're a witcher." "You already knew I was a witcher." "Then why bring it up when I said I wanted to stay?" "Nobody wants to stay with a witcher." "Well then I suppose I am no longer Jaskier, and my name is now Nobody, dear friend." Jaskier confuses Geralt, but it's not like he'll stay forever, right? Right?

[buckybarnesandmarvel]

do you guys want me to continue the jumping universes series?

[andi-o-geyser]

despite how you feel about the changes from the stream to the show, if you like or dislike them, i love how inherently hilarious the narrative path tlovm is taking regarding perc’ahlia is because a situationship would literally kill campaign percy and vex like how the internet would kill a small victorian child. they are NOT built for that

[yourmoonie]

CHOOSE YOUR REALITY

🍌 The Banana Example 🍌

Ever heard the saying, "Everything is neutral"?

It’s true! The reality you experience depends entirely on where you place your focus. Even something as simple as a banana can show you the power of perception.

You can choose what to believe in:

On one hand:

✨ Bananas are full of fiber, Vitamin C, and other nutrients that can boost your health.

On the other hand:

⚠️ Eating too many bananas might lead to side effects like migraines or bloating.

See how both are true? You get to decide which version of reality you pay attention to. You have that CHOICE

IMAGINATION and your perception CREATE your reality

So whether it’s a banana or something bigger in your life, you get to select the reality you wish to experience by focusing on what serves you.

This principle applies everywhere. Want to think about food differently? Even fast food, like burgers, can be viewed from a new lens. 🍔

Did you know? A burger isn't inherently unhealthy! If you break it down -> lettuce, tomatoes, beef, bread <- each ingredient has its benefits. Choose to see how these elements nourish your body rather than focusing on the ‘junk food’ label.

🥤 The idea that fast food is unhealthy is more about quantity and balance than the food itself. Moderation and mindful eating are key!

So, whether it’s about food, relationships, or your dreams, remember: you have the power to choose the reality you want to live. Shift your perspective, focus on the good, and watch how your world changes.

Choose/Select your reality wisely because your attention is your greatest power!

[elderwisp]

𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝓎𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒶…

huge thanks to @surely-sims @lumenniveus and @doctorsimcraft for allowing me to test the Bioshock deco yesterday! it was amazing being able to bring Rapture into my game and you guys truly did a fantastic job ⋆˙⟡♡ here's the link

[finzphoenix]

POV: Your new doctor is behaving weirdly --

The products of tonights insomnia and my renewed obsession with Btaa Crane (really had to get this out of my system)! I liked the way aniihera drew his hairstyle, so I borrowed it for this one :3