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[drekkavac]

・  ─   𝖢𝖮𝖫𝖳𝖮𝖭.      finally  kissing  the  person  you’ve  been  pining  for  .

⋯  ・  ─  ☆  Their  lips  meet  in  that  kiss  ,  &  they  can  get  a  clear  picture  of  just  how  long  he's  waited  for  this.   It's  a  foreign  feeling  to  her  ,  likely  forever  would.   The  need  for  connection  for  the  former  assassin  was  always  𝗗𝗜𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧  for  them  compared  to  others.   Connection  was  a  nuanced  ,  convoluted  word  ,  that  couldn't  be  easily  explained  to  them.   So  instead  …  Left  to  remain  a  𝗠𝗬𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗨𝗦  thing  to  ponder.   Love  was  felt.   How  could  it  not.   But  loving  Anya  was  so  often  like  loving  a  reptile.   That  love  looked  different  for  them.

❝  Nice  t'know  you  missed  me.  ❞     They  tease  once  lips  part  &  they  could  look  at  @sonoftheshield.    ❝  Glad  t'see  you  didn't  go  too  crazy  while  I  was  gone.  ❞

[drekkavac]

Steve  wasn't  the  𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓  driver  ,  but  they  were  what  they  had  at  the  moment  ,  &  Bucky  needed  to  be  with  Anya  in  the  back  with  his  daughter.  His  daughter  ,  who  was  currently  trying  𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘  to  hang  onto  that  promise  that  he  had  given  them.  That  they  weren't  going  to  die. 

That  was  mostly  because  in  that  moment  …  It  seemed  like  the  𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘  outcome  …  was  going  to  be  them  dying  a  very  unpleasant  death.  Anya  had  always  thought  it  would  be  a  little  more  𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃  than  this  ,  but  beggars  couldn't  really  be  choosers.  Though  they'd  settle  for  no  death  at  all.

Shivering  from  the  𝐅𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  ,  they  nodded  when  he  confirmed  that  they  weren't  going  to  be  dying  ,  &  did  their  best  to  try  &  relax  ,  despite  the  𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄  as  Steve  quickly  got  them  on  route  once  again  to  safety.  Unaware  that  HYDRA  seemed  to  be  taking  on  the  tactic  of  taking  them  out  𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘  ,  one  by  one.

❝  I  hope  you're  right  ..  ❞   They  muttered  ,  swallowing  down  the  𝐍𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃  feeling  they  felt  trying  to  sneak  it's  way  out.  Their  eyes  closed  for  a  moment  ,  before  forcing  them  open  again  ,  &  looked  back  to  Bucky.   ❝  Cause  right  now  …  I  feel  like  CRAP.  ❞

@vintertsarn.

@drekkavac

Bucky felt like he was experiencing the entire world around him from UNDERWATER.

His hearing was muffled by the sound of his own heart pounding in his ears, his vision was blurred, both from unshed tears and the sheer magnitude of the STRESS he was feeling...and he still had to persist through it all so that he could actually be of any real USE in the mission to save Anya's life.

He had grabbed the blanket that Steve had tossed his way and while they set to getting the HELL OUT OF THERE, Bucky kept his focus on his child. He was working in quick movements that were almost registered as autopilot for him, checking on their pulse and making sure that her breathing didn't STOP.

Beneath the surface of his panic and despair, Bucky had processed that Anya had been muttering names as he had ran with them in his arms. Names that he wasn't even entirely sure that she would KNOW any longer at one time. Now, as he ran through the checks for their vitals, he could hear the recognition interlaced with the PAIN AND FEAR.

Forcing a legitimate breath through his nose and exhaling so that he had enough oxygen to speak, Bucky put forth his BEST EFFORTS to reassure her. The smile that he wore was quivering, but he couldn't stop that from happening.

"No..." He shook his head with a quiet adamancy, before he moved to gently sweep away some of their hair that had stuck to their forehead. Bucky checked on her fever once more with the back of his hand as subtly as he could. Had they gotten even WARMER? No, that couldn't be POSSIBLE...

"No, you're not gonna die, babygirl, I PROMISE..." He had caught sight of Jamie out of his peripheral and his son was handing over a cold compress that he had activated to utilize in helping Anya. Bucky took the compress and nodded slightly in thanks before moving to gently lift Anya's head just enough so that he could place the cold compress at the back of her neck and laid her head back down after that with care.

"You're gonna be okay..."

[spidefox]

Suddenly, billiards obsession

[jazzmasternot]

Thanks @hazelfoureyes for suggesting I make banners of these working on stickers and pens possibly bc I really like that idea!

Reblog with your occupation and I’ll make you a banner aswell

[supercap2319]

Soldier Boy's smile is a wicked grin, his voice rough and dirty as he speaks. "Now, that's what I like to see. Two pretty boys making out with my dick... you're gonna be perfect for my fucked up world, aren't ya?" He looks down at Y/N and Peter. Both of them pay lavish attention on every inch of Soldier Boy's cock, hands moving in unison as they each pleasure a different part of his shaft. Their tongues flick over the sensitive head, then suckle on his balls, worshipping his masculinity.

"Fuck, that's good..." Soldier Boy groans out, his voice rough and low as he watches the both of them eagerly suck him off. "You both love my cock, don't you? You two little whores... make me cum..."

Y/N and Peter nod, moaning like bitches in heat as they pleasure Soldier Boy.

[drekkavac]

             The  harsh  response  doesn't  𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄  the  teenager  like  it  might  any  normal  teenager.   Far  from  a  normal  teenager  ,  or  normal  girl  was  Anya  Barnes.   They  𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  had  been  ,  every  day  since  the  beginning  showing  nothing  but  promise.   Rising  to  every  challenge  &  proving  to  be  just  as  ruthless  as  her  parents  before  her.   The  perfect  weapon  if  she  could  be  molded  properly.

             Her  training  had  been  𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘  handled.   Every  mentor  of  their  hand  picked  for  a  specific  effect  they  wanted  it  to  have  on  Anya.   All  in  order  to  strip  away  what  would  have  made  Anya  individual  ,  leaving  a  nice  canvas  for  them  to  use.

             Standing  at  𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  ,  they  can  feel  the  way  the  air  shifts  while  she  circles  her.   Breath  even  ,  shoulders  remain  steady  despite  what  𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃  promote  ones  fight  or  flight  response.   Not  her  though.   If  anything  ,  that  fight  will  come  out.   But  only  at  the  right  time.   The  next  statement  though  ,  that  one  𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒  manage  a  pause  from  the  teenager.

             They  had  separated  the  two  ,  the  excuse  that   ‘  He  had  taught  them  everything  he  could  ’   &  was  needed  elsewhere.   Not  telling  them  the  𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋  reason  being  that  he  had  gotten  too  attached  to  his  prodigy  for  what  they  would  have  liked.   Especially  seeing  as  it  had  eventually  led  to  Anya's  first  attempt  at  an  escape.

             Now  she  was  here  ,  with  a  new  teacher.   One  that  was  likely  expecting  an  answer.

             She  nodded  before  speaking.   Swallowing  down  before  speaking.    ❛❛  Да,  так  и  было.  До  недавнего  времени,  пока  его  не  перевели  в  другое  место.  ❜❜    She  probably  knew  all  of  this  already.   The  reason  for  the  brows  to  𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖  in  a  mix  of  curiousness  ,  &  confusion.    ❛❛  Он  и  тебя  обучил.  ❜❜    Again  ,  like  her  new  mentor  ,  it  was  spoken  as  a  declarative  statement  ,  rather  than  a  question.

anya shakes her head at the young widow, a hand coming up in order to signal her to stop talking. " Мне плевать на твою растяжку. . . " her hand drops to her side and an sigh escapes her lips as she moves around the younger. . . she was examining her. reading her body language. the strength in her arms, the sharpness of her knuckles. everything. - it all came into play in the end. she moves around her again. a circling vulture. eyes picked apart everything she could to understand her trainee. to ensure they are learning what they need to with ruthless efficiency.

the elder widow stopped. she looked the other dead in the eyes. - she saw herself. young. twisted into something that was a widow, but also not an widow. was this why they wanted her to come out of her cage? because they wanted her to train herself? build another prizrak? the blonde pulls in an deep breath through her nose.

" ты тренировался с ним " it was not a question - a statement. the winter soldier trained her as well, just after she was given an version of the super serums that were passed around governments. of course, the red room had to have their own.

was that their plan here? to give this widow the same serum? they hadn't even let anya heal before making their move. the red room shot her down, dragged her into an cell, and told the other widows she was dead all so that they could remake her in their image. - without the red room, who would she have? she was alone.

anya didn't hesitate. they wanted ruthless, and so they will have it. the elder widow hooked the others ankle with her own foot and pulling. she was fast enough to knock the younger to the ground flat on their back. she stepped back, waiting to see what the other widow would do next. this was her test - and how she was going to improve the other widow so that she was practically marble. ( @drekkavac )

[upon-the-snow]

a crossover absolutely nobody asked for!

[marvelsgirl616]

☺️🪷

[drekkavac]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑  𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋  .   ─   still  accepting  .

❝  Okay  ,  so  I  know  I'm  all  about  not  TOUCHING  anything  in  my  apartment  .  ❞   They're  setting  up  for  something  .   Pulling  him  in  by  the  hand  into  her  Brooklyn  apartment  for  another  sleepover  .   They've  grown  ,  now  Anya's  comfortable  with  him  actually  staying  the  night  .   Something  that  always  takes  𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  to  get  to  .   But  with  @renownedagent  Marcus  it  was  …  Easy  .    ❝  But  you've  been  staying  the  night  a  lot  lately  &  my  dad  &  I  still  wanna  do  our  traditional  runs  so  ..  ❞    As  they  reach  her  room  ,  Anya  pulls  him  to  the  wardrobe  ,  pulling  the  door  open  with  their  other  hand  to  reveal  a  bare  section  of  the  wardrobe  .   ❝  Now  you  have  a  space  for  your  stuff  .  ❞    They  had  gotten  the  advice  from  their  DAD  actually  .   Asking  when  the  guy  was  moving  in  .   They  weren't  ready  for  that  …  But  it  had  got  them  thinking  .    ❝  Only  if  you  want  of  course  .   Totally  up  to  you  .  ❞

[drekkavac]

They  never  thought  they  would  𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  make  it  to  that  happily  every  after  that  so  many  people  took  for  granted.   Even  if  they  remained  out  of  the  clutches  of  their  captors  ,  they  always  thought  they  would  live  their  entire  lives  feeling  like  they  were  𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆  something  that  everyone  else  around  them  had.   Someone  to  love.   In  whatever  form  that  took.   A  simple  desire.   Something  so  simple  …  It  often  times  seemed  like  a  𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍.   Not  always  ,  &  always  something  Anya  was  too  afraid  to  want  until  Marcus  had  come  along.

❝  Hopefully  we  can  at  least  hold  them  off  long  enough  to  make  a  quick  getaway.  ❞   They  joked.   Though  being  quick  was  going  to  be  𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄  compared  to  how  quick  they  normally  were.   Still  faster  than  most  ,  but  pain  when  you  breathed  hurt  no  matter  how  enhanced  you  were.   Anya  had  just  learned  to  𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐄  the  pain  for  the  most  part.   ❝  Hopefully  the  currently  broken  ribs  can  still  join  us  on  said  vacation.  ❞   Another  joke.   A  dark  one.   That  was  the  usual  for  Anya.   They  were  never  good  at  jokes  ,  always  relying  on  the  only  thing  they  had  experience  with.   The  dark  stuff.

a  soft  chuckle  would  come  from  marcus's  pursed  lips.  something  about  anya  made  him  feel  warm,  safe  &  comfortable.  he  cared  about  her.  TRULY.  his  callused  hands  gently  caressed  her  hands  as  he  sat  next  to  her  on  the  bed,  his  brown  hues  looking  into  hers.  "  anywhere  nice?  south  of  france?  venice?  or  somewhere  we  can  not  get  into  trouble..  "

"  ah,  like  they  would  never  notice  us  not  answering..  we  work  on  our  own  terms..  "  that  bright  smile  that  often  remained  hidden  -  only  reserved  for  a  select  few  people  that  he  could  trust;  HIS  FAMILY  &  ANYA.  "  just  us.  a  nice  vacation,  no  broken  ribs;  no  bullets.  just  us  having  a  breath  of  fresh  air  for  once.  "

[fio-art]

Dante for color wheel challenge

[nex-has-gender-envy]

Oh no, Venom haven't understood the point of movie. . .

It's fine guys, Eddie will explain it to him later

Got inspired after seein ACTUAL og text to this panel and Venom deadass saying "mojo dojo casa house"

[spidefox]

Dating

[notes28]

DP doodles and sillies ✨ Also unofficial Deadpool-sona? 🤔

[necrostar]

How unbelievably embarrassing. Him, the great Bakura, the master of stealth, the clear know-it-all of everything... got locked out his own house again. This time, however, with his lockpicking set still inside. He'd forgotten it when he left that morning.

And now, with nowhere else to go, he was at his doorstep like a stray. What a nightmare. It was one thing if he was here for... literally anything else. It's another when you need something.

Without a word, face tinged red, he knocked with the side of his fist.

"Atem! It's me, open the door!" He barked, stepping back with his arms crossed. He looked impatient, annoyed, and most importantly: like a wet cat. It poured rain the entire way over. Even the sky wanted to point and laugh at him.

@kitxkatrp

[themarvelproject]

The X-Men by V. Ken Marion (2024)