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Following the events of Iron Man 3…

Chapter 1: The Weight of Shadows

The guilt clawed at Tony Stark, sharper than any shrapnel, a constant, agonizing reminder of the man he had failed to be. Rodriguez, the man whose ambition had nearly destroyed him, was dead. A heart attack, the doctors said, brought on by the crushing grief of losing his daughter. Estrella, his little girl, his sunshine, lay comatose, her body ravaged by a disease as insidious as any Extremis virus.

"I blame you, Mr. Stark," Estrella's aunt, her voice a venomous hiss, spat. "You ruined his life, that you were the reason Estrella suffers."

Tony could only hang his head, the weight of the world pressing down on him, each heavy breath a testament to the crushing guilt that consumed him. He had vowed to use his genius for good, to protect the innocent, to build a better world for his daughter. Yet, here he was, a man haunted by the collateral damage of his own brilliance, a monument to his own failures. The shadows of his past, the ghosts of his reckless ambition, loomed over him, threatening to consume him whole, to extinguish the flickering flame of hope that still clung to his heart.

Desperate, he turned to the medical community, pleading for help, for a miracle. But the disease was rare, untreatable. Then, a glimmer of hope, a fragile spark in the suffocating darkness. A maverick scientist, eyes gleaming with an unsettling ambition, claimed he had a solution.

Chapter 2: A Faustian Bargain in the Shadows

Dr. Albright, a man driven by a thirst for recognition, for grants, for the glory that came with a scientific breakthrough, was a wolf in sheep's clothing. Hidden deep within his lab, imprisoned in a makeshift cage, lay an alien, its body shimmering with an eerie, otherworldly light. The alien, injured during a crash landing, was a beacon of hope, a source of power, a creature of breathtaking beauty.

But Albright, driven by desperation and a twisted sense of ambition, was playing God. He stole a vial of the alien's life-sustaining fluid, the source of its luminescence, its very essence. His co-scientist, horrified, warned him of the unknown, the unpredictable consequences of tampering with such alien biology. But Albright ignored her, blinded by the promise of fame and the desperate plea of a dying child. He was a man willing to sacrifice anything, even his own soul, for the fleeting glory of a scientific breakthrough, for the faint echo of a life that had been cruelly snatched away.

Chapter 3: A Child's Sacrifice in the Face of Despair

Tony, feeling utterly helpless, reached out to Harley Keener, the young boy who had become an unlikely ally. "There's a little girl, Harley," he said, his voice heavy with emotion, "around your age, who needs our help. Can you do it?"

Harley, ever the eager apprentice, readily agreed. But the procedure was agonizing. Estrella, her small body wracked with pain, cried out, pleading for them to stop. Through the one-way glass, Harley watched, his heart aching with every sob, every gasp for breath. He saw the fear in her eyes, the terror mirrored in her father's face, and a wave of protectiveness washed over him. The weight of her suffering, the fear in her eyes, almost broke him. Then, she slipped into unconsciousness.

Miraculously, it worked. The alien fluid, infused into her bloodstream, began to heal her. Stark tech, nanobots designed to assist the healing process, worked in tandem with the alien energy. A new form of "light therapy," developed by Tony, further aided her recovery.

Harley, ever the resourceful inventor, crafted a prosthetic limb for Estrella, a masterpiece of engineering with his name engraved upon it. It was a small gesture, a symbol of his unwavering support, a testament to the enduring power of friendship, and a silent promise to protect her, to be her shield against the world's cruelty.

Chapter 4: A Blossoming Friendship in the Shadow of Tragedy

Estrella, isolated from the world due to her father's actions and the fear that her condition might frighten others, found solace in Harley's visits. He became her friend, her confidante, a beacon of light in the shadows of her solitude.

They grew together, their bond deepening with each passing year. As children, they played, their laughter echoing through the Stark compound, a fleeting respite from the shadows of the past. As pre-teens, they bonded over video games and whispered secrets late into the night, their friendship a haven of warmth in the chilling loneliness that often enveloped Estrella. As teenagers, their friendship blossomed into something more, a silent understanding, a shared gaze across a crowded room, a touch that lingered a moment too long.

Harley, with his gentle humor and unwavering loyalty, began to mend the cracks in Estrella's heart, the wounds inflicted by fear and isolation. He saw the strength beneath the fragility, the fire that burned within the ice. And slowly, tentatively, Estrella began to see him not just as a friend, but as something more – a kindred spirit, a soul that mirrored her own, a love that bloomed in the unexpected warmth of their shared experiences.

Chapter 5: The Weight of Loss and the Burden of Guilt

Tony Stark, their mentor, their friend, was gone. The weight of his loss settled heavily upon Harley, but Estrella was there to comfort him, to offer a shoulder to lean on, her hand finding his in the darkness, her touch a spark of warmth in the chilling void of grief.

Driven by guilt and a desire to alleviate Estrella's suffering, Harley developed a new form of light therapy, one that he hoped would be less painful, a testament to his unwavering devotion to her well-being. But the experiment backfired, nearly costing Estrella her life. Devastated and filled with self-reproach, Harley sought solace in the structure and discipline of the Air Force. He joined the Armor Corps, becoming a skilled pilot and a formidable warrior, donning a suit of armor reminiscent of Iron Man's, earning the codename "Mechanic," or simply, "MK."

Yet, even amidst the roar of engines and the thunder of battle, the memory of Estrella's pain haunted him. He saw her face contorted in agony, heard her cries echoing in his mind, a constant, agonizing reminder of his failure. He pushed himself harder, striving for perfection, seeking redemption in every mission, every victory. But the ache in his heart remained, a constant, gnawing reminder of the woman he loved, the woman he had almost lost.

Chapter 6: The Alien Threat Emerges from the Shadows

Meanwhile, Estrella, her body infused with the alien energy, had developed extraordinary abilities. She could radiate a blinding light, her touch imbued with a potent energy. She could even fly, a silent, shimmering figure against the backdrop of the sky, a creature of both human and alien grace.

She pursued a career as a lawyer, working alongside Matt Murdock, championing the rights of the marginalized and the oppressed, a beacon of hope in a world often shrouded in darkness. Yet, even as she fought for justice, a part of her yearned for the touch of Harley's hand, the warmth of his gaze, the comfort of his presence.

But their peaceful existence was shattered by the arrival of the aliens, beings from the same world as the creature whose lifeblood had saved Estrella. They sought retribution, demanding the return of the stolen life-sustaining fluid, the very essence that kept Estrella alive, the source of her extraordinary powers, the very essence of her being. The shadows of the past, the mistakes of one man, were now threatening to engulf the world, to extinguish the fragile peace they had so carefully cultivated.

Chapter 7: The Armor Corps vs. The Alien Invaders: A Clash in the Shadows

The Armor Corps, led by MK, engaged the invaders in a fierce battle. As the conflict escalated, a shocking truth emerged: Dr. Albright, the man who had stolen the alien fluid, was involved, his actions having set in motion a chain of events that now threatened to engulf the world. The shadows of his ambition, his hubris, loomed large over the battlefield, a constant reminder of the devastating consequences of his reckless pursuit of glory.

MK, fueled by a desperate need to protect Estrella, fought with a ferocity he had never known before. He saw her face in every enemy, her pain mirrored in the destruction that rained down upon the city. He fought for her, for Tony, for the world they had sworn to protect.

But as the battle raged, a new fear began to consume him. What if he failed? What if he couldn't protect her? What if the shadows of the past, the ghosts of his own failures, finally caught up with him, leaving him powerless to save the woman he loved?

Chapter 8: A New Understanding in the Face of Darkness

The battle raged, a clash of alien technology against human ingenuity. In the end, the Armor Corps, with Estrella's unexpected assistance, managed to repel the invaders.

Estrella, a beacon of light in the face of darkness, had unleashed the full extent of her powers, her radiance illuminating the battlefield, her touch a force of nature that pushed back the alien tide. MK, witnessing her power, her courage, her unwavering strength, felt a surge of awe and admiration. He saw not just the woman he loved, but a force of nature, a symbol of hope in a world teetering on the brink of chaos.

The aliens, recognizing the unique circumstances of Estrella's existence, agreed to a truce. The life-sustaining fluid, a part of her very being, would remain with her. In return, the Armor Corps and Estrella would pledge to aid the aliens should they ever find themselves in need. A fragile peace, born from the ashes of war, began to emerge from the shadows, a testament to their courage, their resilience, and their shared humanity.

Chapter 9: A New Beginning: Hope in the Face of Darkness

Peace returned, but the scars of the conflict remained. Harley, haunted by the near-death experience he had inflicted upon Estrella, finally proposed.

He found her in the gardens of the Stark compound, the setting sun casting long shadows across the manicured lawns. He knelt before her, the ring box trembling in his hand, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against his ribs.

"Estrella," he began, his voice husky with emotion, "I've loved you for as long as I can remember. You are my strength, my inspiration, the light that guides me through the darkness. I can't imagine a world without you."

Estrella, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, gazed at him, her heart overflowing with a love that transcended words. "Harley," she whispered, her voice barely audible, "I love you too. More than words can say."

As he slipped the ring onto her finger, a single tear rolled down her cheek, a tear of joy, of relief, of a love finally acknowledged, a love that had bloomed in the shadow of tragedy, a love that had endured the test of time, the test of war, the test of their own fears and insecurities.

They sealed their promise with a kiss, a kiss that spoke volumes - a kiss of love, of hope, of a future filled with promise, a future where the shadows of the past could no longer extinguish the light of their love.

Thank you for reading, the above was a short ode to the forgotten characters of Iron Man 3.

#HarleyKeener #MarvelFanfiction #IronMan #TonyStark #MarvelCinematicUniverse #MCU #FanfictionCommunity #TonyAndHarley #SuperheroStories #TeenHeroes #MarvelFans #FanfictionWriters #HarleyKeenerFanfiction #MarvelWriter #Fandom #GeekCulture #YoungAvengers #FictionalWorlds #IronMan3

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tonystank8 · 3 years ago

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New Beginnings

Alright, so this is my first writing post on my side blog because I wanted to post my fics and see how it goes. This is a g/t fic for Peterxfemale readers. Hope you enjoy!!!

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Peter was almost finished helping Mr Delmar unpack into his new store. He set down the last box and waited for Mr Delmar's further instructions. Suddenly there was a faint growl coming from outside that sounded like Murph (Mr Delmar's cat). Peter knew it would take a while before Delmar would be finished upstairs, so he decided to head out the door to see if Murph was alright.

You were limping on your way back home, maybe taking the shortcut through the sewers wasn't the best choice. It had been over a month since the accident, where you lost your brother to human carelessness.

You remember how he talked about this sandwich store that was moving to your old apartment. You knew it wasn't safe roaming out in the open, but ever since the humans living in that apartment moved out, you really needed something to eat.

You had just arrived at the store. Exhausted, you sat against a wall to take a break from that long walk. You took out a piece of ripped cloth from out of your bag in an attempt to start wiping the blood off your leg. But Suddenly, From the side of the store crept the biggest rat you have ever seen, or at least you thought it was a rat. It had huge pointy ears, You could barely see its eyes because of all that fur, but you knew it was a threat as soon as you heard it snarl at you.

You felt your stomach clench, your leg was busted, and you were so exhausted. You really didn't think you could outrun that thing.

“This is it,” you thought as you fixed your eyes on the creature, covering yourself with your arms, braced for impact.

Just then the huge door of the shop flung open, followed by what looked like a boy.

The cat lifted its paw and went straight for you. Although you were expecting it, you were shocked at the impact.

You swallowed your scream, but you couldn't hold in your tears. As soon as the first one escaped, a whole river flowed down your dusty cheeks.

"shit, shit, shit, fuck, this can't be happening," you whispered as you tried to control yourself. Now wasn't really a great time for panic attacks.

You rubbed your face hastily trying to define your emotions. You pushed yourself up from the wall and prepared to run, you couldn't let another human see you, not again. As you turned your back and started sprinting, the creature's huge paw flung straight for you and pushed you back to the floor. You groaned in pain hoping that this was all just a bad dream.

Peter bent down to pick up Murph, barely noticing you. “What's wrong Murph,” Peter said as he stroked the Murph's fur.

"That thing has a name?" You thought as you pushed yourself back up.

The cat turned to you and hissed down at your little form. The human turned its attention down to what or who Murph was hissing at.

You stared at the towering human hoping he wouldn't notice you, or just leave you alone. But then again, one look at your bloody ass foot and you decided you were a literal recipe for attention.

All those late-night stories about how you should be extra careful around them. never take any risks, they'd keep you in a jar on their nightstand for all their friends to see. They wouldn't hesitate to pick you up without your permission. You always thought it was kind of insane the way your brother described them, but once you let that thought slip to your head you started sweating.

You weren't exactly against human's existence, you just didn't want to deal with them.

It took a few seconds for Peter to comprehend what he was seeing, but as he slowly bent down again and let Murph go, he could make out an actual real-life borrower.

There had been several reports on capturing these little things on camera over the past few years, but Peter never imagined himself actually having an encounter with one.

She looked so scared. She was covered in dust, dried up bruises and scars. Her ankle looked like it was bent in an unnatural position. That huge scar on her waist looked fresh. Did Murph do this? did she- was she crying?

"H-hey bud, are you ok? you look really torn up"

yeah, no shit sherlock.

You forced yourself to look up at his huge empathetic face. You didn't like how he was looking down at you like you were some weak little shit in desperate need of help.

You tried to force words out of your mouth, but all that came out were weak whimpers, you felt unsteady, the bright sun behind the human made you feel dizzy.

Peter noticed this and used himself to block the sun. "That's ok you don't have to talk, d-do you maybe want something to eat?" Peter said expecting maybe a nod or anything indicating "yes". But you couldn't even hear him, white dots covered your vision as you grabbed your head trying to stop everything from spinning.

And then you blacked out.

You woke up on a cold smooth surface. You turned your head around trying to adjust your eyes to the light. You felt tired and your stomach felt empty and weak. you sat up slowly rubbing your eyes. Suddenly a familiar voice filled the room.

"Thanks, May, but I'm stuffed!" Peter said with a small laugh as he entered the room and closed the door behind him.

You turned your head towards the noise, and once you set your eyes on the large room and the human you saw from before, you started panicking again. What time is it? Where am I? What the hell is going on.

This time there was no one to save you.

"you're awake," Peter said surprised. "I got you some leftover pizza, figured u might be hungry," Peter said as he strolled across the room towards you. You immediately stood up ignoring your aching leg but fell back down in an instant.

"WOAH Slow down, that leg's not gonna get any better if you keep putting pressure on it, trust me, I've had experience," Peter said with a small smile.

He set down a piece of pizza on a folded tissue and carefully slid it towards you. You scooted back a little but once you laid eyes on the piece of food he offered, you thought that maybe it wouldn't hurt to have a little.

You grabbed the piece of food like you hadn't eaten in days. You were still having your doubts though, like why this human was giving a shit about your wellbeing. But once you took the first bite, you were in heaven. An unforced smile spread across your face for the first time in a while. Peter couldn't help but smile too. He always felt good helping people.

"Hey is that leg okay?" Peter said as he shifted his gaze down to your bloody ankle. You looked back up at him again. You were a little scared to make converstation. I mean this human could crush you in seconds, but it had been a real long time since you actually talked to someone, so not wanting to make this any harder you cleared your throat and responded.

"Well, nothing has changed, still hurts like hell," you said with a weak smile. You tried to speak as calmly as you could, panic attacks were a real common guest nowadays. Peter frowned, he didn't think anyone like you should suffer like this at such a young age. borrowers have it real hard huh.

"M-My name's Peter by the way," He said scratching the back of his head. "What's your name?"

You were a little surprised he even cared, "Oh uh, It's y/n".

"What are you going to do to me?" You said, sounding concerned.

Peter hadn't actually thought of it that way, he only brought you in because you looked like you were in really bad shape, and considering what Murph might have done, he simply just thought he owed you something.

"I- I just wanna help, just until you can get back on your feet again." He stood up and ran across the room to pull out a box from under his bed. He came back with some gauze and wipes. "I-If you'd let me".

You thought it was crazy he even bothered to help you. Still, you weren't sure you wanted to be handled by a human, If he was anything like the other one...

Peter noticed the doubtful look on your face. "I promise, I'll be careful," He said almost whispering. You did have nowhere else to go, the dried up blood was starting to make you feel really uncomfortable, and if this human's intentions really were to help you, you're seeing humans in a whole new light.

you gave a weak nod and sat up straight so Peter could see the cuts. He rubbed the cold wipes gently on your leg. You jumped a little at contact and pressed your lips together, the wipes were a little too cold. But after a few seconds, you could handle it.

You stared at Peter, it was almost unbelievable how gentle he was. Usually, you would pay attention if someone was wiping your cuts, but something was comforting about Peter. When was the last time you could rely on someone other than yourself?

When he finished, he glanced back down at you. "T-Thanks Peter," you said with a smile. Peter beamed back, he was just happy you trusted him to help out.

#marvel g/t #marvelwriting #marvelfanfic #peterparker #peter parker fanfiction #g/t #g/t writing #g/t fluff #peter x reader #peter x y/n #peter parker x y/n

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bxckybxrneslxver · 4 years ago

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Who should I write about?

I have a list of names that I have made up. But I can’t figure out who I should write about next. I realize that I only have the one post, but I would love to continue writing. Please help.

Shawn Mendes

Hunter Rowland

Brandon Rowland

Blake Gray

Jacob Sartorius

Luke Hemmings

Ashton Irwin

Michael Clifford

Calum Hood

Harry Styles

Niall Horan

Liam Payne

Grayson Dolan

Ethan Dolan

Ryan Abe

Jake Paul

Jc Caylen

Kian Lawley

Zach Clayton

Bryce Hall

Tayler Holder

Brennen Taylor

Justin Bieber (yes I realize he’s married)

Ivan Martinez

Emilio Martinez

Cameron Monaghan

Jeremy Allen White

Ethan Cutkosky

Griffin Johnson

Noah Centineo

Peter Kavinsky

Cole Sprouse

Jughead Jones

KJ Apa

Archie Andrews

Charles Melton

Reggie Mantle

David Dobrik

Zane Hijazi

Toddy Smith

Scotty Sire

Alex Ernst

Jeff Wittek

Matt King

Heath Hussar

Colby Brock

Jake Webber

Tom Holland or Peter Parker

Ondreaz Lopez

Tony Lopez

Ilya Fedorovich

Sweet Pea (Riverdale)

Fangs Fogarty (Riverdale)

Captain America/ Steve Rogers

Chris Evans

Sebastian Stan

James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes

Please help a girl out by sending requests on who you would like to see me write about(:

#writing #marvelwriting #youtubewriting #tiktok #riverdale

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toriheartsbucky-blog · 6 years ago

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coming soon

hi! @absolukeyrh here! this is my brand new tumblr for all marvel-related things...most importantly:

MARVEL WRITING!

I have been writing a Bucky Barnes series for weeks now that has been sitting in a google drive folder, collecting dust, and being seen only by me. But, good news, I am FINALLY ready to share it with the world. Give me a few days for some editing and stuff and we will be up and running with the Bucky series as well as some other one-shots.

I appreciate any and all support and/or tips <3

#marvel #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #marvelwriting

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therunawaykind · 3 years ago

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Nah I could never hate you (or other writers) even if you do break my heart (the only thing I may hate is that I'm not talented like you and that's purely just jealousy lol), it's all love from me all the time even when I say dumbass shit or give over the top reactions haha

I wanna tag some other writers in this so that they know this (I don't know if they'll actually see this but I would like to say it to all of you) - @8bitscarlet @rebeliz777 @somewhatgreatexpectations @abimess @thenatashamaximoff @reminiscingtonight @wellsayhelloaagin @lostandsearching @delfiore @yourtaletotell @missmonsters2 @randomshyperson @mionemymind @alwaysmarveling @helloalycia @nervoustrack @maximotts @wandaromanova @twilight-99-tm @falsescarletwitch @peabrain112 @redvelvetnat @kassxndre @starshipsofstarlord @wandsolsen @aquamarinescarlet @subdaddyfreyr @crypticwanda @vancityfire13 @sapphicshots @captains-simp @lovelyavengers @wlwmarvelenthusiast @marvelwritings @natasha-danvers @wannabe-fic-writer @blackwidow-bby @temptationsbrew @perfectromanoff - this was way more writers than I thought haha I just went through my liked posts, I hope I got all of you...

I don't know where this sincerity is coming from haha but just know that I enjoy your stories, I know I haven't interacted with most of you but I wanted to express my gratitude 🤖

@therunawaykind sorry for going all soft, I'll be back to my idiot self next time haha

- M

Maybe I had too much time on my hands tonight but I really am thankful...

Nice to know you could never hate us. I 100% understand the Jealousy feeling/side of things even if I am one of those "writers" (don't really consider myself one and really don't consider myself a talented one at that)

when I read other people's stories I question myself why my writing isn't that good, how come I can't do things a specific way like whatever story I'm reading. Considering I still think my writing is complete and utter rubbish, but I'm slowly coming to terms with everyone's writing style/process is all different no-one is ever 100% the same.

Also huge thank you for having a soft and sincere moment because even though, I see all the notes, the likes and reblogs. But there is something about hearing I guess rather seeing people write the words that they genuinely like and or love my writing. That there is at least some aspect of my writing working well. (Also just saying I absolutely love all the likes and reblogs please don't stop them)

I feel like my answer got very real right there and in touch with my feelings and thoughts about writing. But I know in a sense it's good to show this side of ourselves so the people who do follow us for our stories don't just think we're just writing machines that work on stuff constantly. We try our best for all of you

Your soft and sincere self was much appreciated! I'll welcome back your idiot self and sincere self at any time with open arms!

And I just want YOU all to know, all the people that follow me and any writers you may be thankful for us and all that we do, but us writing stories and your requests wouldn't be a regular thing if it wasn't for YOU so just know even if all us writers don't show or say it often we are so thankful for all of you guys! ❤

Now stop getting me all soft and emotional 😂😭 also you're all getting a halloween Jane Banner fic tonight!

#M Anon #THANK YOU

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katieswinforddiaries · 3 years ago

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Ooh would you mind doing links for Logan Delos, Billy Russo or Bucky Barnes. Obviously that’s a lot so feel free to only do one or whatever. Will for sure be working my way through your whole blog though!!😍 I love that you include songs adds to the experience so much

Absolutely my darling. Here you go. Let me know if you need help finding anyone else

Logan Delos Imagines can be found here. https://katieswinforddiaries.tumblr.com/tagged/Logan-Delos-Imagine

Billy Russo items can be found here.

Imagines https://katieswinforddiaries.tumblr.com/tagged/Billy-Russo-Imagine

One Shots https://katieswinforddiaries.tumblr.com/tagged/Billy-Russo-One-Shot

and there is acually a Billy Multi Chapter fic that i never finished. that you can find here. https://katieswinforddiaries.tumblr.com/tagged/Billy-Russo-Fan-Fic

and of course

Bucky Barnes I have the absolute most of

Here is the page for my general Marvel writings, his multi chapter fics are at the top

https://katieswinforddiaries.tumblr.com/MarvelWritings

Here are the One Shots the first link is the hashtag page and the other is the official one shot page which i am not sure is completely updated but it does have most of them. (the Katie and Liz's adventures at the avengers tower series is not listend on the page however. that series was... a lot. lol) https://katieswinforddiaries.tumblr.com/tagged/Bucky-Barnes-One-Shot https://katieswinforddiaries.tumblr.com/BuckyBarnesOneShots

and the Imagines https://katieswinforddiaries.tumblr.com/tagged/Bucky-Barnes-Imagine

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mymarvelwritings · 7 years ago

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Good Grief was so adorable! I'm in love with young Sam!💞

Thank you! I don’t know, I’ve always imagined Sam has a smooth and swaggering show choir boy

#marvelwritings ask #ask molly

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marvellfashion · 4 years ago

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Some people think Sebastian is responsible for Shinobi’s shitty racist name but as Tumblr’s Shaw Expert I think they’re way overestimating the thinking Shaw would do in naming his own kid. And if he was ever with his baby long enough to name it, Shinobi’s name would have been “Shut up shut up shut up SHUT UP” (followed probably by Sebastian shaking him to death) But no way a a Japanese woman named her kid that either. So yeah my hc is his name is Shinobu and as a kid he just wanted to seem cool (he canonically had a lonely childhood and no friends) to other kids and he never let go of it. Maybe he’ll take a tip from Kate and change it again because EESH.

@marvelwriters we are looking directly at you all to fix that! 👀

#marvellfashionask

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mycreativeramblingsblog · 4 years ago

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One Shot - Fantastic Four: Road Trip

One Shot – Fantastic Four: Road Trip

Title: Fantastic Four: Road TripRelease Date: 2020Publisher: MarvelWriter: Christopher CantwellArtist: Filipe Andrade I’ll admit it before we begin, I’ve never really cared for The Fantastic Four. I’ve read a few stories and enjoyed the terrible two films in my younger years, but they always seemed like a bit of a boring side note in the Marvel canon. But when I read about this one-off story, I…

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#Comic #Fantastic Four #Marvel #Road Trip

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dear-indies · 7 years ago

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bumblebet2-blog · 7 years ago

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Date night

AC/DC blares though the phones speakers as you dance around the bed room, picking up different pieces of jewelry to finish the outfit. The door opens, revealing a fidgeting solder.

' Woah. You look beautiful.' he breathlessly says, his blue eyes traveling from your face down to your shoes.

'you don't look so bad yourself.' he traded in his usual leather attire for a black long sleeve and denim jeans. He smiles, looking at his shoes to try and hide the red tint forming. Your hand moves to his face and lightly pinch his cheeks, drawing a larger smile, his eyes look at yours.

'W-we should probably get going.' he offers you his flesh arm which you gladly accept, grabbing your purse on the way out.

The two of you walk on the busy sidewalk, talking about the latest mission you were just on. The bright neon lights of the diner soon come into view; drawing smiles from both of you.

Upon waking in, the diner is swarming with people, leaving a few to stand and wait to be seated. 'it's going to be about a 45 minute wait.' and overly cheery waitress tells you.

Bucky doesn't respond but instead leads you to back outside, stopping at the nearest hot dog stand. ' It's no diner but it'll have to do.' He says, passing a couple dollars over, receiving two hot dogs. You gladly take one, pouring some ketchup on it, taking a handful of napkins.

The two of you walk in a comfortable silence, enjoying your hot dogs, stopping at street vendors crowding the streets. A drop of water hits your forehead, followed by more. Bucky turns to find shelter but you grab his bicep and start twirling amongst the droplets, a gleeful smiling forming on both your lips. 'you're insane!' he yells over the rain, the smile not yet leaving his lips.

'come on Barnes! Let lose!' he shakes his head but joins you anyways.

Eventually the rain stops just as you get back to your place. ' I had a lot of fun tonight.'bucky says, suddenly getting nervous again.

' wanna come in and watch a movie or something?'

#bucky barnes #blurb #@marvelwritings

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simulacrahelps · 6 years ago

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Could you maybe help me find some Youtube templates/cpsds ?

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#rph #cpsd #templates #Anonymous

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thegoldenyearsrp · 6 years ago

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ACTIVIDAD # 25 : ❝ MODERN AU ❞

Durante esta actividad realizaremos ediciones de nuestros personajes en un universo alterno moderno, desde sus redes sociales, pasando por sus mensajes de texto hasta sus gustos en música.

→ EXPLICACIÓN de la actividad…

¿Se han preguntado como sería el Instagram de sus personajes? ¿Que publicarían en su perfil de Twitter? ¿Si subirían vídeos a Youtube? Es su oportunidad de descubrirlo en esta actividad, con ediciones de diferentes redes sociales, así como otras comunicaciones modernas que, obviamente, en los años ochenta no se tenían.

→ PSDs e ideas de redes…

Apple Music

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Facebook

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Google

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IMDB

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+ Masterlists:

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→ PREGUNTAS de la actividad…

¿Sólo puedo utilizar los templates/sitios listados?

En lo absoluto. Si desean usar un template o sitio no listado, siéntanse libres. Después de todo es un AU moderno, de modo que también pueden mostrar a sus personajes en el AU mediante otro tipo de edits, escritos, videos, lo que sea, ¡dejen su creatividad fluir!

¿Cuántas edits puedo hacer?

Pueden realizar cuantas deseen, no hay un límite establecido.

¿Puedo incluir otros personajes en mis edits?

Por supuesto. Queremos ver las relaciones de los personajes modernizadas.

→ PUNTOS DE LA ACTIVIDAD:

Si tienen más de un personaje, no es necesario publicar una edit con cada uno.

De no saber utilizar Photoshop o algún otro método de edición, por favor acérquense a Moony en el Main con toda confianza para que les ofrezca alternativas.

Sus edits deben ser publicados en el blog de su personaje.

Si participan entrarán a un sorteo que tenemos preparado, entre más edits suban más oportunidades tendrán de ganar.

Recuerden etiquetar sus creaciones con #tgyedits.

La actividad se realizará del 23 de marzo al 6 de abril.

¡Muchas gracias al anoncito que nos dio la idea! ❤

El ask está abierto para cualquier duda sobre la actividad. ¡Diviértanse!

#actividades #destrampense 8D

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