#maybe becuase of that darn train i was on

[aurnadri]

why is there confetti? he never wished for confetti-

jimmys no good very bad luck with his wishes

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[yourstateofdreaming]

#2. Red Room Girls. A World Away.

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Summary:  You have a normal life as a fan of Marvel, you have seen the movies and imagined scenarios in which you were a part of the Avengers, met Bucky, joked with Tony, trained with Natasha, but one day this dream comes true in the weirdest way. Have you hit your head or something? Becuase you seem to be in the MCU, not just that…it could be that you have been all along.

She walked past the guards and into the lab. The facilities were barbaric, filled with men armed to the teeth around every corner. There were rooms dedicated entirely to keeping guns and weapons safe. She threw the lab coat on top of her high waisted pants and white blouse, pulling her Y/H/C hair out of the collar and over her back. With a careful move, she pinned the name card so it was hanging from her lapel. Dr Galia Fedorov.

She looked at the twins, standing at the back. They were indisputably strong, and still, they never seemed to stop being scared, little children. The girl sighed and turned to the desks to find her computer and work on her research.

The rest of the people working around were mostly men.

She could work in relative silence for almost two hours before a distant hollow sound made the whole place shake. She froze in place and her glass lab equipment clung when it touched due to the shaking of the building.

“Report to your stations immediately, this is not a drill. We are under attack.” The loud voice said on the speakers.

She glanced at the door and noticed how men started moving, holding guns and rushing to get a move. The tall boy and his sister looked at the other while they held onto each other’s hand.

“Doctor.” One of the men said.

She felt an arm on her shoulder and turned to see one of the armed men waiting next to her. He nodded his head toward the door and she knew what he meant. Nodding and keeping quiet she walked away from him and out of the lab, restraining from taking another look at the Maximoff twins.

She walked through the hallway, keeping her body close to the wall to stay out of the improvised soldiers’ way. She turned right on the corner and looking around ran down the stairs to go into her room on an underground secure section of the large castle.

Galia took the card and white lab coat off before kicking her shoes to the side and changing out of her clothes and into a black uniform she felt more comfortable in. Now she needed to get out.

***

“Would you hurry up?”

Mari rushed you with her eyes on the screen of her large phone.

She read the time and stood by the door of her own home. Mari started considering that maybe it had not been such a great idea taking a nap before getting ready for this party. You were invited to one not too bad Halloween party, of course, you could not restrain from playing a game of dress up for the occasion.

Mari decided what she wanted to wear before you could say a word to her about it, so as she waited she tried to convince herself that the tight black suit she was wearing at the moment was not uncomfortable. The platinum wig on her head was not of great help, although she figured out that it would not be that bad once she started drinking and laughing with her friends and boyfriend. She was going to be a great Black Widow, and since she started working on her costume weeks ago, she knew even if someone else tried to, it would be her with the most accurate costume.

“I’m done, I’m done!” You called while running to the door in a most uncomfortable onesie.

You made no effort in adapting your costume for real-life situations, you decided that you wanted to be the wonderful Silk, so you put your best effort into a costume that was made in a little over two weeks, although you wished you had not spent so much time sewing.

“I swear if someone calls me underoos…”

“You’ll be fine…” Mari rolled her eyes at her friends’ perfectionist ways. “Can we go now?” She paused. “Underoos.”

“Oh, fuck you!”

You showed her your middle finger, still nodding your head and trying to fix the red scarf on your neck, too bothered to put it on your face.

Mari, being your best friend smiled at the familiar sight of your “I’m not annoyed” face (the one you had when you were annoyed).

“Your car or mine?”

“And you still, ask?” Mari smirked. “Get in loser, we’re going shopping.”

You smiled.

“I understood that reference!” You pointed at her with your index finger.

Mari opened the door and unlocked the rest of them, turning to you, walking around the car in your black costume.

“You know? I kinda love how you can act like a smart ass and be a dork at the same time.” You sat next to her inside the car, “I really do!”

Mari started the car and you were off to the streets of your hometown. You enjoyed the wind blowing into the car on such a lovely night, a few minutes later you reached your destination and met with your friends.

It was only a matter of time before the pictures started happening, Mari and you enjoyed taking pictures with friends and posing “in character” knowing that the furthest that these pictures were ever going to go was someone’s Facebook wall. Everyone loved Mari’s wig, and you were quick to deliver the complete biography of your favourite superhero.

You girls enjoyed dancing knowing that after the party you were going back to Mari’s house. The two of you made it your mission to get Mari to get a picture with everyone at the party who was wearing another Avenger’s costume and you triumphed, counting a short Captain America, an overly sweet Thor and a darn cute Hulk.

“Sorry, we couldn’t find Iron Man.” You apologised with a shrug of the shoulder.

Mari sighed dramatically and turned to the side, pointing at yet another Spiderman costume.

“That’s like the tenth picture for you.” She giggled.

“Unbelievable!” You threw your head back and heard your best friend’s loud laughter. “I’ll wear like… a blanket next year, nobody wants a picture with that.”

Mari smiled at her friend and pushed her toward the newly found Spiderman, asking for a picture. You covered half your face with the red scarf and the boy next to you turned to Mari, holding out her phone with a big smile on her face.

“Smile, you dorks!” She said and you tried not to mentally kick your friend.

“I could karate chop you right now.” You threatened.

“Oh, can you?” The boy in the Spiderman’s costume asked and turned to you, lifting his mask to reveal his face.

You were the first one to realize it was one of your old friends from school and when you saw him, it made sense that he was so tall and big. You pushed your H/C hair back and opened your mouth to speak.

“Not really…” You shrugged sheepishly, turning to your friend, with whom you joked about the karate chopping earlier. “Can you?”

The boy in front of you shrugged.

“I don’t think I can.”

“Hey, hey, this is our song!”

One of your other friends made an appearance next to Mari, he was in an elaborate vampire costume. The tall blonde reached for his friends and apologised to the Spiderman talking to them.

“They’ll be back!”

You and Mari followed your beloved friend into the dancefloor and laughed when you noticed that the boy behind you was still staring.

“And to think that you had a crush on him…” You said to Mari, mocking her red face.

“Not a word of this to anyone!” She pointed her index finger at your nose, you crossed your eyes to stare at said finger.

“Yup.” You swallowed.

Your best friend and you smiled while you danced with your regular group of friends from high school, the crew was back together, something that did not happen much since graduation. Now it was harder to come together, university and soon jobs kept everybody busy, regardless, the small group enjoyed their little reunions and opportunities to be together.

***

Galia ran down the corridor, ready to go outside and get a car to go find the attackers. They had to be the Avengers, nobody else in the world would dare to attack a Hydra base. She grabbed a gun on her way out and found a group of soldiers leaving the secured area and go into the woods. Beyond the energy shield, the sounds of explosions and gunfire rang through the cold land.

She jumped into one of the jeeps and started the car quickly, Galia drove off into the woods, watching the fire and smoke among the path. She saw the Avengers in action, knowing that she had to do something about this, they could not ruin her mission.

Galia looked down at the USB drive in her hand and tucked it inside her suit, covering it in her chest, fixing the zipper before a flash of white and blue light shone above her. She knew it was Thor so she opened the door and threw herself out of the vehicle, rolling on the snow.

The next thing she knew she was running along the trees hiding behind them to hunt down the Avengers with a gun in each hand.

An arrow surprised her and she rushed to step back when the arrow flew right next to her and got stuck in a trunk a few feet behind her.

She turned around again and found Natasha right in front of her. The redhead did not think twice before throwing a kick at her face. Galia stopped her kick and turner Black Widow’s foot, shoving her to the side as she threw another kick straight to the heroine’s face. The two struggled for a minute and she managed to leave her opponent breathless for a second, time enough for her to run into the woods.

***

Mari and you sat in Mari’s bed, at last: you were home! Away from the loud music, the two of you could still hear a sort of ringing in your ears. While you took your costume off saying that it was hot and surprisingly heavy, your friend Mari threw herself back on the pillows.

“Don’t forget to take the wig off before you fall asleep.” You pointed out in a sing-song tone.

Mari rolled on her side to find a better position, ignoring you entirely. You knew your friend’s house quite well and had no issue finding the bathroom and getting out of the costume, pulling your hair in a ponytail.

The party was fun, only ruined for a moment by a stranger wearing a Gabriel costume who spilt his drink on you, almost ruining your handmade suit – and your night. Anyway, Supernatural? Like… really? He could have tried a little harder; at least Castiel’s outfit would have taken more time to put together…

You put on your pyjama and when you walked out of the bathroom and down the hall to your best friend’s room, you found your friend already sound asleep. You wished to bother her no more and let her sleep like that while you did not feel as tired as her; so you looked for the computer and then for the headphones. You climbed into the bed next to your friend and quietly pressed play to the movie once you found it in your library. You’d watched it so many times that you could recite the words already, but you still loved to watch this movie, so you laid back on your own pillow, which you brought from home, and enjoyed as much of the movie as you were able to.

You could not finish watching Captain America: The Winter Soldier, so you stopped trying once you realized your head was falling back and your eyes closing against your will. You closed the laptop and put it away, along with your headphones. Aw, man… Chris Evans was not that ripped in Gifted… you thought to yourself when you pulled the covers over your body.

A smile formed when you noticed your friend’s wig had not moved an inch.

“The only thing super about you is the super glue, huh?” You joked in a whisper, giggling to yourself, in your head wishing you could ever have such a fascinating story to tell as those you would read in your favourite comic books…

You were falling asleep when something happened… the room cooled down, it felt as if you were outside on a cold winter day. Mari turned to the other side with her eyes closed, murmuring something about not turning on the fan. You took a brief look up at the ceiling and your eyes widened when you saw what was happening around you in the bed.

The fan was not on, but there was snow flying around the room. It looked as if the walls were melting and you put your hand on your friend’s shoulder for support, thinking you had gone insane. The bed underneath disappeared and suddenly you could no longer feel your friend’s shoulder under your hand.

You were confused about what was happening, the room lit up and the temperature fell more and more with every second. You saw the sky above you, there where the ceiling should have been.

You started breathing heavily and then suddenly you felt a hard punch of energy in your chest. You fell backwards and looked up to see none other than the character your best friend had impersonated that same night, only that she had her signature red hair.

“Bl-” Before you could pronounce a word, the pale face of Natasha Romanoff got closer to you and a fist landed on your face with full force.

The redhead did not speak to you as you tried to recover from the strong blow, you felt your head go dizzy and suddenly an instinct made you move. Natasha landed a kick on the ground, right next to you, who had rolled away with reflexes faster than you knew you had.

You did not know what was going on, but the rush of blood to your face and the sudden warmth in your nose alerted you that this could not be a dream. You would have woken up before Romanoff’s fist even landed on your face. Cursing you looked at the trained woman in front of you.

“I’m sorry…” You stepped back into a tree and put your hands up, you were no match for the one and only, Black Widow. “I-I… I surrender!” You yelled when Natasha pulled out her gun.

Natasha stared with an arched brow and lifted her chin in the air, considering the idea. Something inside her told her that her opponent, moments ago fearless, was now a nervous bleeding mess.

“Please!” You pleaded with worry.

You opened her mouth to ask about your friend, it could be a hallucination, you convinced yourself. Maybe you had hit yourself with something, maybe someone put something in your drink during the party… Either way, you did not want to feel any more pain, so you closed your mouth and swallowed harshly.

Natasha looked around for a second.

The sound of explosions in the distance gave you goosebumps, which made Natasha wonder. She quickly spoke to the rest of the team through her mic.

“I’ve got a white flag.” She said.

“There are no white flags with Hydra.” Natasha heard Captain on her earpiece.

Natasha did not like to stand still in that situation so she tilted her head to the side and pointed at you.

“If you want to live, you’ll stay where you are.”

You nodded enthusiastically and watched the redhead run away shooting her guns. You held on to the tree behind you and looked at the black gloves covering your hands. Only then did you take your outfit into account. You were wearing a black suit that looked a lot like Romanoff’s and also had a belt filled with weapons and gadgets of many sorts.

You groaned and poked your nose with soft moves, it could not be broken. You were surprised to know this since you felt entire certainty but couldn’t figure out where this knowledge was coming from.

“Shit…Mari, what the fuck did you put on my Doritos?” You whispered to yourself with the top of your head against the trunk of the large tree.

You turned around when you heard a voice, curious, you took a few steps in the direction you thought it was coming from; a few meters away, you saw Hawkeye thrown in the air. In an instant, he landed on the ground and you recognized the silver hair on the guy who approached him.

“You didn’t see that coming?” He commented, his thick accent evident, as he slowed down and walked past him.

You forgot to see Clint get up and closed your eyes instead, shaking your head and tapping on your temples to convince and bring yourself to snap out of it. It’s a dream. God! Please! This. Is. A. Dream!

“Agh!”

You dropped your hands at each side and looked for Hawkeye in the same spot you had seen him a moment ago. Only when you looked down you saw him on the ground. There was an ugly wound on his side and as you took a step to get closer you remembered Black Widow’s words. You feared Natasha would think that you did that, but all of a sudden felt the same certainty from before, now the subject is how to contain Clint’s wound.

As Black Widow approached her friend you rushed to her side and helped her apply pressure on the open wound.

“Somebody wanna deal with that bunker?” She asked before even glancing at you, with her hands already covered in blood.

You looked over her shoulder and saw Hulk run over people and land fists-first into the bunker, destroying the weapons that had hurt Clint.

“Thank you.” She looked up at the green super angry hero. “Now, you! What do you think you’re doing?” Romanoff finally asked as she tried to tend to her friend’s injury.

Clint complained and you looked at his face, he was in great pain and you felt bad about not being able to do anything about it, at least not in there.

“We need to get him out of here. This is too bad, he can’t fight and we cannot fix him up well enough.” You rushed to say.

How in the world did you know what you were talking about? You didn’t care, your brain was telling you what you needed to do to help that man, and that was all that mattered at the moment.

Natasha stared at you with her brows furrowed and then turned back to her friend. Natasha did not like it, but she called for evacuation.

“After this, you’ll have a lot of explaining to do.” The redhead told you.

You looked up at her eyes and a thought came to your head, surprising you and leaving you puzzled.

I don’t work for Hydra. Never will. Not again.

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[nicocoisanerd]

I weren’t tagged, by @deniblogginstuff would prob like me to do this anyway (I know you Deni!)

RULES: You must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people (fyi I won’t be tagging anyone)

THE LAST: 1. Drink: Ice tea

2. Phone call: Someone trying to sell me a new phone contract

3. Text message: DHL regarding a package

4. Song you listened to: Immunity (Asleep Version) by Jon Hopkins

5. Time you cried: My niece’s funeral

6. Dated someone twice: Yes, but it didn’t last long

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Yep

8. Been cheated on: It’s a long story.

9. Lost someone special: Haven’t we all?

10. Been depressed: Uhhh... hey look, a cat!

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Shiiiiit son, that’s 8 years ago.

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: 12.-14. Blue... that’s about it

IN THE LAST YEAR, HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: Yep!

16. Fallen out of love: Kind of.

17. Laughed until you cried: I can recall that happening a few times.

18. Found out someone was talking about you: Yea, they told me.

19. Met someone who changed you: Nah, but it happened to my brother.

20. Found out who your friends are: I already know, maaaaaaaan.

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Yes and vice versa.

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: 31 by my count.

23. Do you have any pets: Nope.

24. Do you want to change your name: Nah, I think it’s cool

25. What did you do for your last birthday: Hung out with some friends and went to my parents, oh and had a great slice of pie.

26. What time did you wake up: 10:54 AM

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Being a nerd.

28. Name something you can’t wait for: financial security, traveling.

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: Back in the weekend.

31. What are you listening to right now: Orbaidoo by Mike Oldfield

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Why yes.

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: Life and my brother (kinda)

34. Most visited website: Twitter

35.-37. This didn’t have any question next to it! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

38. Hair color: Dark Blonde

39. Long or short hair: Short-ish

40. Do you have a crush on someone: Wouldn’t you like to know?

41. What do you like about yourself: idk.

42. Piercings: none

43. Blood type: A

44. Nickname: Hatman, Legoland

45. Relationship status: A single pringle

46. Zodiac: libra

47. Pronouns: He/him, or they/them if you wanna act like I’m royalty.

48. Favourite TV show: Twin Peaks -faint sound of the universe saying we know-

49. Tattoos: none

50. Right or left handed: Left

51. Surgery: Tonsil

52. Piercing: I think this questionaire is drunk... quick, we can do whatever we want to it!

53. Sport: Running after the bus/train

55. Vacation: vague one, but let’s say Italy

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: Atm nothing.

58. Drinking: Ice tea

59. I’m about to: Mix music.

61. Waiting for: Visa papers.

62. Want: bed

63. Get married: Maybe at some point.

64. Career: whatever comes I guess.

WHICH IS BETTER:

65. Hugs or kisses: Both.

66. Lips or eyes: eyes

67. Shorter or taller: both.

68. Older or younger: Not too old or too young, ya feel

70. Nice arms or nice stomach: idc

there’s no 71 (questionaire so drunk it can’t remember what to ask)

72. Hook up or relationship: Not judging anything

73. Troublemaker or hesitant: hestitant

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a stranger: no, but the opporsite did happen.

75. Drank hard liquor: yes

76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: nah

77. Turned someone down: yes

78. Sex on the first date: Where’s the darned cat...

79. Broken someone’s heart: Yea

80. Had your heart broken: Yea

81. Been arrested: no

82. Cried when someone died: yes

83. Fallen for a friend: yeeeeeeeeeeeeears ago.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself: Idk, what do you think?

85. Miracles: Not in the miracles you think of.

86. Love at first sight: A tiny bit.

87. Santa Claus: No but it’s a fun thing for the kids.

88. Kiss on the first date: mhm

89. Angels: yes, becuase I am one, ahahahahahahahahano

OTHER:

90. Current best friend’s name: oh look, there’s a dog! *runs*

91. Eye color: mine? blue

92. Favorite movie: gee, difficult to decide