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jackiequick · 4 days ago

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All Along There Was Some Invisible String | [MARVEL AU]

Pairings: Liz x JJ, Liane x Ethan

Summary: Every year come stumbling behind us and catch every single of us by surprise. Sometimes those surprises can be well...rather nice.

Other characters: Liane, Beth, Ethan and Bella

Note: This is taking place on Earth 57, so it's a swap of our characters in a slightly different timeline yet interesting one. So feel free to explore this one. Also first fanfic of the year!!

New Years.

The most darling night of the year. Fireworks in the air. Lights shining down above and dazzling approach to the upcoming era waiting to behold us all…

New York City.

The city that appears to shine this time of year in the brick coldness of December, and yet, there is something magical if you just look hard enough. Within the halls of an adoring tall building, there were balloons, strimpers, and soft warm light that caressed every inch of the rooms within. Voices within laughter, yelling and music could be heard as the blonde woman entered the hall from the elevator.

Jennifer Underwood.

Or in this life, as she was named, Alexa Bowmen.

Her dress was a stunning dark cherry wine, her hair clipped back with loosen pin curls and her coat rested comfortably in the crock of her arm. She smiled softly, as she entered the room filled to the brim with folks of all ages and backgrounds. The room was dimly lit but in the center stood, well more like sat, a friend of hers playing the piano as the key flowed along as the soft yet delightful music filled the air. Once the song came to a finished, she slowly clapped as the room followed along with a joyful roar of claps filling the room.

The older woman was sitting at her table, her keys playing against the table with a smile snacking on a bowl of nuts before putting it back down. Jennifer smiled, sliding into the scene, her hand rested on the woman’s shoulder to greet her, allowing the woman to feel her presents.

“Happy New Year.” Jennifer said softly with a light quiet smile.

“Oh hey Alexa.” Said the older woman, Beth, smiling. “That was you clapping, isn’t it?”

“How did you know?”

“You have good manners.”

“We are the last two.”

Beth laughed, recapping Jennifer on what she missed, as Jennifer guided the other woman’s hand to her champagne glass, thoughtful. Jennifer nodded, listening and commenting every now and then to Beth’s statements. Even asked what was her resolution, as Beth remarked the same as every year, health and true love. Jennifer chuckled, saying to live this year healthy and with ease. Beth amended to that line, knowing with their ages, anything is possible.

The two kept chatting, even with folks who walked by. Jennifer had to lightly describe how some of the lovely ladies and gentlemen looked like for Beth. But that didn’t stop the light fun between everyone one bit.

Suddenly near the entrance of the ballroom, a gentleman in a classic suit and tie, contrasted the warm lights and people around him. His eyes were soft, filled with a striking level of kindness and curiosity, his dark curls were slightly longer and some facial hair to match the whole essence. He carried a glass of champagne as he gazed around the room.

Jennifer was in midlaugher when their eyes met.

It was like the music disappeared, the voices became muffled and the scenario naturally became a bit loopy. Everything slowed down in the vast moments. They just zoned on one another ever so softly, as if time had stopped. Just staring at one another in the midst of it all. And just like that, the momented ended, as the music pulled them back. A brunette came up with a smile to greet the man, greeting him with a cheek kiss as the man turned to face her. Jennifer’s eyes shifted back down towards her drink, however little did she know, the man’s gaze switched back to her.

An hour passed. Jennifer noticed it was getting late and quietly excused herself, telling Beth that she’ll call in the morning. She walked down the hall, gently tugging her coat on once he received a phone call and smiled, telling the voice over the phone ‘Happy New Year’. She chuckled at the voice telling her how she’ll sing if she dared and Jennifer teased as she told her to save her breath for tonight.

The two of them kept the conversation going, as the blonde stared out the window at the fireworks displayed and folks rushing to celebrate with their respective loved ones. The voice over the phone asked if they’re still on for tomorrow as Jennifer remarked as always that she wouldn’t miss it for the world. With that, the phone call ended saying their darling goodnights to each other.

As the door of the elevator started to close, in came a hand stumbling to stop it before stepping inside to swiftly join the blonde. Her eyes shifted to see the same dark haired brunette man from earlier standing side by side to her, nursing his said hand with a light rub.

“That will teach me to not put my hand where it doesn’t belong.” Said the brunette with a smile, lightly joking.

Jennifer nods softly as she replied, “Something tells me it won’t. You alright?”

“Oh, yeah, I'm fine.”

“I’m glad, you wouldn’t want a hurt hand on New Year, now would we?”

Ellison chuckled before responding, “You know? That was a risky move back there.”

“Pardon?” Jennifer asked with a smile

“Not introducing yourself before you leave.”

“I’m a regular old daredevil then.”

The two chuckled softly sharing a glance.

“I’m Elisson.” He said smirking, after a brief moment introducing himself. “Or as my friends call me, Liz. Pleasure to meet you.”

“Liz? I like that.” She replied with a soft smile before responding. “I’m Alexa…”

“Like the poem?”

“There’s a poem?”

“Yeah, it’s by Brian Bliston.”

“I suppose your name is after a poem too?” She teased with a smile.

He laughed, “No, no. A god actually, according to what my mother told me.”

“Interesting. Which god?”

“I’m not internally sure. And I don't want to come across like a know-it-a-all.”

“Too bad, I like know-it-a-alls.”

Jennifer smiled, stepping out of the elevator after that soft yet quiet statement. That caused Elisson to blink and swiftly follow her into the street, as she stood on the curb waiting for a taxi.

“Wait. Where are you headed off to?” He asked grinning gently.

“A place with better food, darling.” She remarked, returning the gentle grin.

“Oh? Too bad, I would've liked for you to stay.”

“It’s getting late. Besides, my apartment has way too better food, I suppose.”

“Can’t argue with you there.”

“And you? Where are you headed?”

“Back to the party.” He said with a shrug chuckling before the next lines escaped his lips. “Just wanted to spend 27 floors with you.”

“Uh, the best 27 floors down well spent.” She replied slightly flustered, chuckling. “And your date?”

“Who?”

“The woman in blue from earlier.”

“Ohh. Yeah, no, not my date. Just a friend who invited me, her uncle's the chef. I’ll tell him your thoughts on his cooking.”

Jennifer looked down awkwardly and nodded, “Then I apologize sincerely.”

“No worries.” Ellison remarked, smiling knowingly.

The taxi pulled up as the doorman opened the door for her. Jennifer entered the taxi carefully and closed the door behind her. Ellison bit his bottom lip and chewed on it for a second, watching as her eyes met his once more.

“Agh, screw it.” He mumbled before stepping in front of her door, peeking through the window. He grinned before smirking. “How do we get in touch?”

“You’ll find me.” Jennifer replied, returning the soft smirk. “I didn’t get your last name…”

“Stark.”

“Well, happy new year, Mr. Stark.”

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The next morning, the crisp daring air filled the windows of New York City. Thankfully, the cold didn’t sweep into the fresh doors of the cafe. Jennifer was sitting down at a booth near a window, scrolling across her phone and sighting the lovely folks walk by.

She was there waiting for a certain someone. However they were running a tad late, it got to a point where Jennifer was ready to text them, when the door to the cafe swung open. Stepping into the cafe appeared a young blonde woman wearing a deep purple jacket, with a pair of jeans and daring heels to match. Her hair was loose in a bun and her light makeup was soft afterthought.

She threw her hands up in the air rapidly apologizing for rushing into late and what exactly happened. Jennifer rolled her eyes with a smile standing up to greet her, exchanging a light hug.

“It’s alright, Liane.” She said softly, rubbing the small of her back.

“You sure? Cause I was trying to–okay. Yeah, you're right.” Liane smiled before whispering, “Happy new year, mama.”

“Aw, happy new year, sweetheart. Come, sit, sit.”

The two sat down and ordered. Liane got a warm gingerbread inspired latte, meanwhile Jennifer got herself a darling hot chocolate. They chatted casually about their mornings and how it’s been going for each other. Yes, they saw one another on Christmas and text almost every day, but seeing someone in person or hearing their voice means so much more sometimes.

“So, how was your New Years?” Jennifer asked her daughter as she took a bite of her old fashion donut. “Anything exciting or just a casual night in?”

“Well…” Liane started with a smirk and lightly blushed. “It went pretty well, a bit hungover, but nothing too bad.”

“And? Knowing you, there has to be something else to the story.”

“Uh, well, after me and Ethan were hanging out with our friends and whatnot...let’s just say the second the ball dropped, so did i.”

Liane had a suggestive tone in her words and blushed lightly, chuckling. She wasn’t going to say out loud what happened and never dared to, but by her tone alone you can tell she enjoyed herself last night. Hell, she sent her mother a photo of a navy blue number before heading out last night. Jennifer chuckled, rolling her eyes once more, not needing any more details about what happened. A hint of embarrassment in her eyes as she shook her head endearingly at her.

She catched her drift and moved on to the next topic.

“Forget, I asked.” Jennifer teased jokingly. “That husband of yours is something else, I swear…”

“Oh hush! You love him.” Liane replied, chuckling and smirked, “He’s my everything and I'm the one who drives him nuts, sometimes..”

“Yes, yes, I do adore that man of yours. He treats you nicely, that’s what matters.”

“That’s true.”

Liane went on a mini rant about how her night went, along with how her morning went with her daughter, Bella, then realized something and mentally kicked herself for being rude. She knew she had a habit of rambling and randomly speaking up, without asking how the other person was doing. Sometimes she will burst into chatter and forget to question other’s behavior, becoming over-the-top and annoying.

She had to work on that.

After a brief moment she asked, “Sorry, ho—how was your New Years, mom?”

Jennifer paused sipping her drink to answer shortly, “It was fine.”

“Just fine?”

“Yeah, it was fine. Nothing like your grand night.”

Liane raised an eyebrow and leaned closer to the table, eyeing her for a moment. She knew her mother had gone out last night to a party she was invited to, especially since Jennifer wasn’t one for giant festive things unless asked, and possibly enjoyed it with a friend or two.

Liane was always the one who enjoyed parties, meanwhile her mom wasn’t the biggest fan despite her wardrobe being fit for a grand classic event itself. She wasn’t blind to see that her night wasn’t ‘just fine’, she must’ve enjoyed herself a bit.

She smirked, “Sure it wasn’t. But you must’ve danced and drank right? Or are you getting too old for that sort of thing?”

“Funny.” Jennifer remarked with a deadpan look about the comment about being old, before smiling. “On the contrary, I had a nice time.”

“I knew it! Did you dance?”

“Yes, yes, I danced a bit and ate some food. Didn’t drink too much.”

Liane chuckled then teased her, “Oooh! Any handsome guys who tickled your fancy?”

“Be nice.” She replied, chuckling, hesitating to say the next sentence, but after a brief pause she did. “I did meet someone…”

That caused her daughter’s eyes to widen completely and become intrigued. Her eyes filled with delight. She couldn’t help but squeal at hearing those words and letting them sink in.

“You did?! You should’ve led with that one before.” She exclaimed, trying to keep her voice down hoping she didn’t catch unwanted attention. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Cause I knew that would be your reaction.” Jennifer replied with a smirk, chuckling. “It wasn’t anything grand, it was a brief thing.”

“Oh please! It couldn’t have been anything brief, did you at least get his name? How tall is he? What does he look like?”

Jennifer raised an eyebrow and cocked her head slightly, “Why are you suddenly intrigued by my love life?”

“Cause I live for rom-coms, duh.” Liane replied in a quick yet playful tone, as if it was obvious.

“You are too much sometimes, I swear.”

“Come on! Tell me his name, at least..please!”

“Alright, alright, fine. It’s Ellison.”

“Ellison? Wow, uh, never heard a name like that before…”

It took Liane a moment to reply that name in her head, trying to see if she actually heard that name before or not. Eillson? She asked her mother his last name and that’s when it clicked. She almost choked on her drink.

“Stark?! Ellison Stark?” Liane squealed in shock with a grin before humorly adding. “What kinda party were you at last night?”

Jennifer just laughed and shook her head, “It was a nice party at a tall building, he was there and we locked eyes. Soon enough we just talked, before I headed out.”

“You just left?!”

“...yes?”

“Why would you-?! That’s the chance of a lifetime, I swear he’s one of the richest guys in New York.”

“I know that.” Jennifer added casually.

“Please, tell me you at least gave him your number right?” Liane asked seriously, in hopes that she did.

“No, I didn't. I just told him, he’ll find me.”

“I–well, damn, okay. I swear, you people have a weird way of calling something romantic.”

“It doesn’t sound romantic?” Jennifer remarked, a hint of challenge to her tone.

Liane opened her mouth to protest about it then thought it over, imagining how the exchange between them must’ve gone, guessing her mother left out some details. She leaned back in her chair within the booth, letting the idea pass though her and smiled.

It did sound romantic.

~~~

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Ahh yess! 🔏 First fic of the year and it's Liz x JJ. Like I said, this is Earth 57, not our usual Earth 616 where our tales often take please, so anything is possible.

I wanna explore this concept more of Earths and different AUs for our OCs this year Pls let me know what you think of this! 📌

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marvelsfavoriteuncle · 9 months ago

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Jarvis tapes on Jason’s life (or at least what the footage tells you) 🎞️

Jason Grayson Underwood was born at twelve-oh-one a.m., April 20th, 1922

at Children's Hospital, San Francisco,

the second child of Fran and Jonathan Underwood. His sister Dolores Marie Underwood only be 5 years old.

On the 16th of June in 1929, Mr & Mrs. Underwood would divorce taking both children their separate ways.

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August 30th 1943, Howard Stark and his sister Elizabeth Stark would come into the picture, change his life forever.

Meeting both of them during the war, alongside Agent Margaret ‘Peggy’ Carter. Who would later on become his sister in more ways than one.

Eighty-seven days later Jason met James Bucky Barnes and The Howling Commanders, crossing paths on the battle field with Captain America.

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After the war ended, Jason Underwood went on to work for the SSR. He had the opportunity to work selling watches in Texas and New York, but went on to become an associate of the organization.

Which is where he met Agent Jack Thompson, Daniel Sousa and plenty of others.

However he had another job underneath his belt as him, Edwin Jarvis and Agent Carter were given a job to locate Howard Stark’s stolen items while he hide away.

The whole time, half of the country was after him.

That’s when he would met his sister once again, Dottie Underwood, A Black Widow. As she worked with an scientist and Soviet spies to frame Stark’s items as dangerous as they seemed.

It was complicated.

He was not pleased and made sure his sister was behind bar for her crimes, with working for the wrong side. But she did not care, she never did.

He shot the scientist and spies with the help of the SSR who realized who was responsible for all of this.

They freed Howard and his sister from all charges. Jack Thompson became Chief Executive Officer in New York City.

But they all know Peggy Carter deserves all the credit for the job.

Daniel Sosua was promoted to Chief in California.

~~~~~

In 1947 New York City, Chief Jack Thompson and Agent Peggy Carter of the Strategic Scientific Reserve (SSR) apprehend Soviet spy Dottie Underwood.

Newly appointed Chief Daniel Sousa of the Los Angeles SSR office meets with Detective Andrew Henry, who has discovered a woman's body in a frozen lake during a heat wave.

That’s when Jason Underwood was called from his newly acquired home in Los Angeles for the job, requesting Agent Carter to sign onto the job.

Howard and his Elizabeth Stark were living in Los Angeles as well, making films and creating new inventions for their company.

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Ten weeks after filming a new movie Howard was creating and working on the case, Jason was driving north one night to his shared studio beach cottage when something highly unusual occurred, something almost magical...

Snow fell in Los Angeles, California. Heavy winds and hail stormed all into one. The car swing over the slippery slope of the bridge as he drove onto the main water, as he tried to pull up.

But failed to get the brakes to work.

The immersion in the frigid water caused Jason's body to go into an anoxic reflex, instantly stopping his breathing and slowing his heartbeat.

Within 2 minutes, Jason Underwood's core temperature had dropped to 87 degrees...

his heart stopped beating.

He was silent underneath the table of water for 7 minutes.

At 11: 55 a bolt of lightning struck the vehicle discharging half a billion volts of electricity and producing 60,000 amperes of current.

Its effect was threefold.

First, the charge defibrillated Jason Undwood's heart.

Second,

He was jolted out of his anoxic state causing him to draw his first breath in 3 minutes.

Third, based on Von Lehman's principle of electron compression in deoxyribonucleic acid, which will be discovered in the year two thousand thirty-five, Jason Underwood will henceforth be immune to the ravages of time...

he will never age another day.

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Of course, he didn’t know that would be a harsh yet effective condition until later.

Wrapped in a cold sweat, dizziness and fatigue were the consequences of the accident.

He was in bed for a few days at the house or made to be sat down, as a nurse took his temperature while he helped study the case.

A field of zero matter and Whitney Frost, 2 times Oscar nominee who was a scientist at heart, was behind it. They hoped it wouldn’t be the rest of mission and the caseload conditions that harmed them.

But faith had other plans.

Peggy took the rest, after her painful defeat of almost being impaled by the help,to call Jason’s sister Dottie for undercover work.

It wasn’t the best thing, but worked like a charm. Dottie left getting her cut of the money and ran.

Soon enough, Jason, Peggy and others were up for the challenge to help finish the race in their job. It was a long and difficult process for the entire team but they made it work.

Zero matter was seemingly gone. Whitney Frost was put in prison.

~~~

Weeks went by.

He studied long and hard for weeks, working with Howard, Peggy, Dr. Wilkie Jones and Ana Jarvis on cases. Figure out the answer to the questions they had from their previous research on the mission.

And the effects left behind.

Jason found nothing on his plate of studies onto what happened to him, as the years went by he noticed his friends slowly turning around with age, as he stayed the same.

It wasn’t zero matter or the previous time on trips that harmed him.

It was something else.

Some would see it differently, thinking it as a blessing that he stopped aging, others might’ve called it a curse.

It just depends on who you were talking to.

For Jason, he made the blonde sick to his stomach and want to hide behind closed doors.

As the years passed, Jason credited her unchanging appearance to a combination of a healthy diet, exercise, heredity, and good luck.

He would travel around, change his name and mind. Leave for a couple of weeks every new decade.

It was all to prevent confusion, controversy and added pressure from anyone who might’ve wanted to sent him to a lab to be tested for his status.

To protect himself and his loved ones…

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