#of course he’s gonna get another reality check when he realises how MC really is

[whatlovelybones-if]

“He believes people are beautiful” Bro got literally mugged and skewered and left for dead in a ditch when he met MC wyfm 😭

the dildo of life’s tragedies rarely comes lubed, bonnie. my boy got reality checked so hard that he was inches from death ☠️

but truth be told, he still believes that there are kind people out there who do good things for no reason. the number one reason for his faith in this still persisting is that MC saved them when literally they had nothing to gain from doing so.

his self-esteem is so low that he believed that he was insignificant enough to be left there to die. but MC still saved them, and it solidified his belief that people are inherently good. people are kind. just like the person who saved him and nursed him back to health.

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Stolen Worlds 3

Queen of Thieves: Takes place just after the MC breaks up with Nikolai.

Avengers: Takes place during The Winter Soldier, but with additional characters.

Unknown!Nick Fury x reader, (previous) Nikolai Stirling x reader, platonic!Natasha Romanoff x reader, (eventual) Steve Rogers x reader.

Some statements: 

1. Anything that’s spoken in another language will be in bold and English. Saves bad translations.

2. Any text messages will be in block capitals and bold.

Summary: The Poppy have finally found out where Y/N is. But do they finally see her after over a month of searching? Meanwhile, Y/N is making progress with Bucky into coming to grips with reality and having control of himself once again after almost 50 years of brainwashing. Natasha is beginning to get suspicious of the girl that has caught the attention of Captain Rogers.

Chapter Three

It had been over a month since they landed in Washington DC, but the Poppy had yet to figure out where Y/N was. Apart from the two sightings in some random coffee shop, she had been off the grid. They still didn’t know who had taken her, but Nikolai wasn’t going to lose hope yet just yet. The Thief Lord was determined to find her as was the rest of them, he just had more reasons why. The turmoil was building up inside of him, his regret, the pain of their breakup. It was a cliche, the saying; you don’t know what you have until you lose it. How true could that be right now. Nikolai loved Y/N and he was done denying it. Once he found her he was going to apologise profusely about not letting her in.

A knock wrapped onto his door. Jett poked his head through the gap. “Hey, we know where she is living.” Slamming down his papers onto his desk he ran out of the door there wasn’t a moment to waste when it came to Y/N. All Niko wanted was to talk to her, find out how he can bring her back home. Though, with how most of her background was hidden courtesy of Fury, he never caught on that he never knew the real Y/N.

—

“Agent Z, I’ve heard you made a lot of progress on the Soldier. He’s not resisting anymore to orders. Always ready to comply and listen. What’s your secret?” Laughing at his obvious joke Y/N shrugged, “I don’t know what to tell you sir. I guess all he needed was a pretty face to get him to listen. Perhaps he was bored of just seeing men.” A roar of laughter echoed through Pierce’s office. In truth, she was right to Bucky. The more he listened and cooperated with her, the less people came into the room when she went to speak with him. She had already told him the basics of himself, leaving out important details like his real name. The Soldier knew she was holding back information, he guessed it was out of fear of him losing control of himself and turning violent, attacking her.

“Hmm… perhaps you are right, a pretty face was all he needed. You are certainly making a name for yourself within Hydra. I’ve never been happier for someone to join our cause.” Smiling to herself in success, she couldn’t resist. He’s hooked, I’ve bought and proved my way through the ranks to be trusted. The meeting soon ended. Y/N was in a very good mood. Now all she needed to do was, arrange a meeting with Steve and lie to him some more about her. She really hated this. Even more so as she began to realise her increasing attraction towards the man. But you’re still getting over Nikolai. It wouldn’t be fair to him if he was a rebound.  Her mind swirled with doubts, countless thoughts of the one that broke her heart. Boy, this was gonna be a long day.

Her phone pinged as soon as she switched it on. A message from Fury came through, though it was under the ruse of her uncle in case anyone looked over her shoulder.

DON’T GO BACK TO MINE. THIEVES HAVE COMPROMISED IT.

Well shit.

—

Since his second meeting with Z, she told him she preferred to be called that, Steve had Natasha run a background check on the woman to see if she had any links to Hydra or any other enemies. As she was doing that, he decided to see if another accidental meeting was in order, or to try and arrange something to see if she cracked. He understood the spy’s trepidation with everything now that they are on the run from S.H.I.E.L.D. and can’t trust anyone, but did he really listen to Fury’s advice?

The man was dead and all he had was some USB stick with vital information to help them hack into the system. Rubbing his hands over his face as he waited in a nearby park, under a tree, Steve stuck to his hat and glasses disguise in hopes of no one finding him. Hey, it worked before so why not a second time? Though, he was caught off guard by an amused voice.

“So, do you just like hiding or something?” Jumping around to see Z, he smiled. “You can never be too careful.” Greeting her with a goofy grin on his face made the woman laugh. “Well, mister careful, I’m glad we got to meet again.” Something was off about her this time, she seemed to be more cautious of her surroundings also. Pushing his thoughts to ignore it, he tried to keep up a conversation. It worked in the long run until a ping on his phone signalled a message come through. When he chose to ignore it, Z was rather curious about why.

“If it’s important, they’ll get back to m-” He spoke too soon as more messages started to flood through. “Sorry excuse me.” Was all he said as he stepped away from the woman to look.

NO KNOWN THING ON Z.

NO INFORMATION.

NOTHING.

TREAD WITH CAUTION.

I AM SUSPICIOUS SHE IS HIDING SOMETHING AND IS COVERING HER TRACKS.

VERY SKILLED IF SHE IS.

Letting out a sigh, he couldn’t believe his luck. Texting a quick response to Nat in thanks he headed back to see her acting looking around more obviously. She’s clearly avoiding something. “Hey, you alright? You seem a bit jumpy today?”

“What? Oh, sorry. I’ve been getting texts from an old ex… he was… abusive, but I refuse to let that stop me from having a good time.” It seemed like a fair answer and if she was lying he, she had no tell for him to spot.

—

Heading back into her office space, Y/N went to collect the rest of her belongings that she needed for the day. Though what caught her eye was a letter addressed to an Agent Z. A sticky note was attached to it stating it had been checked for any signs of tampering. Slowly, she picked it up. Slitting the envelope open to see the sender was none other than Casimir. Why is Nikolai’s cousin writing to me?

Letting out a sigh as she read the contents of the letter she was surprised to hear what he had to say. Something’s not adding up with me here… of course Nikolai writing me out of his letters was something, but the man never told me he was still in contact with the lunatic for one. And two, how does Casimir know I’m not with the Poppy? And how does he know my alias? Oh shit.

Pegging it out the door, Y/N realised that there was only one person that would have blabbed…

         —

Facing the barrel of a gun was more what Fury was used to. It came with his job. Though, he was expecting a Nikolai Stirling not a copy of him. Perhaps his message to Y/N to not come back here was a regret of his. One of very few. “Where is she?” Was all the man kept repeating to him. He just remained silent. Fury wasn’t stupid, like he’d give up where Y/N was, especially if this man could possibly an enemy of hers from her time in the Gilded Poppy.

The sound of rustling of another person came from the door to the apartment. Tufts of light brown hair came into view before a person did. Remy Chevalier, the conman. Was the instinctive guess from a debrief by Maria. But why no Nikolai? That put him off his game slightly, surely he would’ve been the one adamant to see her from his guesses from Y/N’s behaviour whenever the man was brought up in conversation, or well lack of mentioning. An apparent French accent filled his ears, “Why not put the gun down, I doubt attempting to strike fear in the man will make him talk willingly.” Gentle coaxing wasn’t going to budge the other man, whose hand holding said weapon was beginning to shake. He’s losing his stability. That’s not a good sign. A sudden calmness washed over the former S.H.I.E.L.D. Director, a grin crawling its way on his face, while the other two looked on in confusion...

[nanowrimo]

Dear NaNo Diary... (Week Four and Beyond)

NaNo can be thrilling, challenging, frustrating, and revitalizing––sometimes all at once. This November, we’ve asked NaNo participants to share their daily thoughts in a new series, Dear NaNo Diary. Here are some entries from the last two weeks of NaNoWriMo:

November 21

Dear Nano Diary,

Just wanted to let you know that holiday vacations are PERFECT for catching up on lost words.  I'm only five hours of good writing away from being back up to where I should be, and my story is finally cooperating again.  I think at this rate I may actually finish today or tomorrow, and then I can skip off into the sunset and switch to that new project I was so excited to get started on.  I know the past week has been rough for both of us, but thanks for making me stick to it.  I don't think there's been a year yet where I've written this much, this well, and come so close to the actual end.

Optimistically yours,

Burlew

Dear NaNo Diary,

I've just realised that I'd rather write a fantasy novel than a "realistic" one. I was wondering why I couldn't be passionate about what I was writing, and I think it's maybe because I want to build a fantastic and better world that includes magic through my words. Well of course, as great as they can be, it would be too late now to just throw a dragon in my novel. I'll know what to try next, though. On another note, I'm starting to see all these pink "WINNER!" bars and it gives me a slight sense of panic. I'm catching up on my word-count, but I am slow, and I don't have much time. And most importantly, I don't really know where my story is going. I just killed off my main character's father just because I felt like it, and I thought it would add something interesting to the plot. Maybe it will. But poor him. Barely outlined and already dead.

Signed,

Hyléore

November 24

Dear NaNo Diary,

Dare I say it? I'm tired, but also way to stubborn to give up now that the end is only a week away. So I'll keep going, but my health is definitely being a pain in the behind (and wrists, ouch) the last week. And if I can muster the energy I'd like to go on a field trip tomorrow to a botanical garden - that's kind of a must when you're writing a story that heavily features plants, right? I can write in the train, and watch one of the amazing plants that only flowers once in its life and is now in bloom according to the garden's Facebook. I'll be walking in my MC's footsteps, so that should definitely give me that final burst of inspiration to finish this story.

Love,

Mossenmeisje

Dear NaNo Diary,

Look, we both know that writing every day is easier said than done. And I certainly have not done a great job of it. Things got pretty rough there in Week 2. I mean, this is NaNo--we all know that Week 2 is where novels go to die, and man, did it ever kick my butt! But I powered through with only minimal skipping of days (and, well, maximal hating-everything-I-wrote) and things got back on track. There will probably be lots of editing to be done in that little chunk, but let's be real, that's just how this novel-in-a-month thing goes… this isn't my first rodeo. I'm gonna write through this just like I wrote through the suck in Week 2, and I'm gonna win again, and then I'm gonna take a break before I dig in to editing this monstrosity, where I will hopefully find (as I usually do) that it really isn't as bad as I think. I'm a good writer. I can do this. I've done it before, and I'll do it again. Right. I've got 20 minutes before I have to take the dog to the vet. Better get back to writing.

Determinedly yours,

Jaina

Dear NaNo Diary,

Day 24 and I kinda wish I was done with you. But, alas, you aren't even halfway finished yet. Yeah, I'm almost done with the 50,000. Whatever. I haven't even made it to the midpoint of the story yet. I have the feeling I'm going to have to keep this same pace throughout December, and that's scaring me. I have so much to do. My physics grade is suffering, my music theory and math grades are beginning to drop. Next to go is psychology and English. And heaven forbid, drivers ed. I'm literally behind with drivers ed. NaNoWriMo, you are sucking the life out of me and I hate you.

But...without you, I probably would've already given up. Like, hardcore given up on myself. On life. You've kept me going, kept me living. So part of me is glad I'm not anywhere close to being done with you.

Until next time.

AllisonReneS

November 25

Dear NaNo Diary,

I was always the kind of writer that doubted myself. I never even imagined that I could ever declare myself a winner of this event, or that I would ever get close to writing 50K, ever. My novel just proved me wrong, because yesterday I hit 50,000 despite having struggled with illness, schoolwork, and about a thousand other things that got in the way of writing. I actually did it, and it's only thanks to this lovely community. My writing group has pushed me towards the finish line, and the people in the forums were always there to offer encouragement or to play with on the procrastination forums. The virtual write-ins gave me wind under my wings when I needed it, and the NaNo WordSprints motivated me to keep going.

NaNo has given me something I haven't had in a long time: a sense of accomplishment. Because I did something hard, but I actually did it. Now, this novel is still not done, but nothing says I have to stop now. For today, I'm going to let myself smile and catch up on everything I have neglected to get to this point. But that's okay. Because I just did something I thought was impossible, and nothing is going to bring me down.

Signed,

TheRavenclawWriter

Dear NaNoDiary,

Look, I can write about cannibalism today, or I can write about sex.

Not. Both.

Jessikanesis

Dear NaNo diary,

I am sad that this month is almost over. Today I have crossed the 40K mark, a thing I still thought impossible a week ago when I was struggling to get to 20K. My story has taken me unexpected places and characters have slipped from within me that I didn't know I was holding captive. Thank you for that. My writing experience has been a little lonely, today is probably the first time ever I wandered onto the forums, it'd be nice to have met some fellow writers along the way. I've read many ideas and plots around the forums and I have to say I am so impressed and humbled to be a part of such an endlessly creative and talented community. I guess I'd also like to thank myself, for not giving up despite travelling in between three continents at the beginning of this month and having real life deal me some busy distracting stuff as well. A part of me wishes this crazy journey and enthusiasm and frustration swapping with joy will follow me, and everyone else, further after November.

Congratulations to the finishers, strength to those who are still going, and love to all!!!

Elishadowy

Dear Nano Diary,

I've topped 1,600 new words today and I'm on schedule to reach 50,000 on the last day. Not the day before, the last day. There is no room for error or wasted time. I believe my writing limit in a month might be 50,000 words, no more. It would appear it is going to require 100 percent effort in order to accomplish this goal.

One of my professors in college once said "People say they gave it 100 percent effort, and yet they have not expended all of their energy when they are done. I contend," he says, "if one accomplishes a goal at 100 percent effort, then death would occur at the precise moment the goal was accomplished."

Here's hoping I can write 50,001 words in a month.

stellaloop

November 26

Dear NaNo Diary,

This is bad. My goal this year was between 50,000 and 65,000 words. Right now I need to write between 28,001 words and 43,001 words in the next 4 days to win.  That is basically 5,601-10,750 words a day to finish on time. BUT despite it all I am weirdly feeling motivated and excited to finish?!?!?!? I think the extreme amounts of espresso I've consumed are getting to my head.

Signed,

Teen dreaming with her eyes open

November 27

Dear NaNo Diary,

Day 27 on this plane of existential reality. Having passed the last barrier of 40,000 words towards the final stretch, three days doesn't seem like long to achieve it. The experience has been perfect not only because I could monitor myself with an objective during those days, but I've proven I could do it, raising the bar of my own personal margin of daily writing. A plus to this experience has been the great quality of the new writers I've encountered on the forums and in groups. There's a lot of talent about to be discovered, as is the inner fire needed to write a story from beginning to end. It's a beautiful proposal you've created and I celebrate this worldwide festival of words, creativity, and language in all its dimensions.

Laura Pigatt [translated from Spanish]

November 28

Dear NaNo Diary,

I am so behind! If I'm being realistic with myself, there's no way I'm going to write 20,000 more words by the 30th. Despite that fact, I'm  reeling really good. I've won a few times before, but this is the best I've felt about a manuscript...ever. I am excited to finish my first draft (which will be well over 50,000 words when it's done) after November is over. Even more, I've established a writing habit that's realistic. I feel like a winner!

Signed,

r0gue0fd00m

November 29

Dear Nano Diary,

We are so close to the end and it could not come sooner, writing this story has been fun (especially at the times I made it suck less) but finals are coming and I have far too much to do and far too little energy for it all.

Just about three thousand to go though... it would just be stupid not to finish at this point.

Onwards!

SortaDevon

This is the last Dear NaNo Diary post of this year’s NaNoWriMo! We didn’t have a post last week due to the holiday and some schedule conflicts, but you’re welcome to check out all the great, inspiring, touching, and hilarious entries on the official forums post. Thanks for reading!

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