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barnesandco · 4 years

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Samtember 2020 Masterlist

Sam gets to know a new member of his family.

Samtember Prompt #1: New Beginnings

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader

Warnings: Very brief mentions of pregnancy and labor

A/N: I'm going to try to post a drabble for Sam every day of Samtember, and hopefully some one shots, too, when inspiration strikes. Wish me luck!

Also, go check out @samwilsonfest for the prompts list and rules to celebrate Sam Wilson this month!

Sam is a brave man. He thinks he can acknowledge that living his life the way he has required a modicum of courage beyond the everyday. He's faced off against brainwashed super soldiers and frighteningly powerful government agencies gone corrupt, not to mention taking on megalomaniac aliens wanting to destroy life as he knows it, and Sam likes to think he's recovered just fine from all of it.

But this, the strong, sterile whites of the hospital room he holds your hand in, one of his fingers having been fractured by your labor-strengthened grip, and the weight of his newborn daughter on his other arm, supported against his chest, is a feeling even he doesn't think he'll ever conquer. You doze peacefully now, the ordeal of childbirth past, head tilted toward Sam with a faint smile on the lips he knows better than his own.

After taking another second to look at you, he looks down at his baby again -- his. baby. -- and swallows back the lump that grows in his throat. His heart is heavy with love, threatening to burst, and his lungs struggle against the weight of whatever this feeling is, making him lightheaded.

She's a beautiful child. Every parent must think that, he knows, but his daughter really is an angel. Brown skin soft when he strokes a fingertip across her cheek, he suppresses a gasp, becomes breathless instead at the feel of her, all soft and warm and comfortable. He does it again, smile widening and sight blurring with tears.

He doesn't bother with suppressing them. Lets a salty drop slide down, and in his periphery, sees you wake from your catnap. The first thing you see when your eyes open is that watery diamond glinting in the sunlight on your husband's cheek, and you reach out to wipe it off, place a kiss there instead. With his eyes, deep brown full of shining joy, he asks if you'd like to hold your baby, and you say no, and he can tell you're giving him more time to process.

Not that it'll help, with how overwhelmed he is. He takes his free hand and strokes over his daughter's little knuckles, finds the velveteen skin of her tiny palm, and she holds his finger then, tightly. Taking after her mother. He should probably do something about the throbbing in that other finger, the one he's sure is broken, but he's sat transfixed like stone, and happy to stay like this for the rest of his life. With a small hand clutching his, with his wife smiling brightly at him out of the corner of his eye.

"Have you thought about the name, yet?" You ask softly, and he releases a strangled laugh from his aching throat, remembering your last pregnancy induced argument about baby names. Every day nearing the due date had brought more confusion and doubt, and you hadn't been able to pick a name. Hell, you couldn't even narrow it down to a top three.

Sam shakes his head in response. "Just as clueless as you are, sweetheart," he says with a chuckle, shifting his daughter's weight in his arms until you gesture to take her back, and he watches as you hold her close to your chest, her cheeks round and plump and perfect.

"I was thinking of naming her Riley," you say, and Sam meets your eyes, half elated and half disappointed he didn't think of it himself earlier. "Don't do that, Sam, I know what you're thinking," you tell him with a knowing look. "You've had plenty to worry about."

He nods, grateful you understand him so well he never needs to explain himself. "Riley sounds good. Great, actually," he says. "Riley," he repeats, enunciating it clearly, tasting the name, relishing the familiar feel of it, and looking at the lovely girl he's naming after his best friend. There's no one more worthy.

A knock on the door bursts your little bubble, and when Sam grants permission, one of the nurses enter, sheepishly, apology on her face even before she speaks, and when she does, he understands why. "Your friends are asking for you, Mr. Wilson, and rather insistently at that."

Sam nods kindly. "Thank you, miss." Then turning to you, he asks: "You okay with having guests right now, baby? Because if not, they stay out, and I'll go give them the news."

"It's alright, Sam, let them in."

Getting up to open the door, he calls his teammates' attention, and holds the door for the half a dozen Avengers that file in with breaths held hopefully and in wait of the sacred sight inside.

When he closes the door behind him, everyone is murmuring hushed congratulations and looking at Riley as you introduce her, with awe.

"Congrats, buddy, I'm really happy for you," Bucky says, placing a hand on Sam's shoulder with a grin. Sam smiles, nods back with thanks to the chorus that echoes Bucky's sentiment. Wanda asks to hold her, and while she's being transferred to her arms, Sam pulls Bucky back, a little further from the group.

"Hey, listen, man," he begins, clearing his throat. "We only just decided on a name, but both of us agreed a long time ago that we wanted you to be her godfather."

Bucky steps back. Trepidation in his eyes and hope beyond hope in the way his mouth opens and shuts and Sam wonders if he's done something wrong. If he shouldn't have asked. But Bucky's capable of saying no if he wants to.

"Are you sure, Sam?"

"As long as you want to, there's nothing I’d like more." And with a heartfelt yes, that’s settled, and they make their way back to the hospital bed where the baby is finally handed over to Bucky.

The throbbing pain in Sam’s finger has subsided to a dull ache, as he watches Bucky look at his goddaughter with wonder and marvel, before returning Riley to her father, and Sam sits back down in his chair with her in his arms. Your hand covers his available one once more, and his every muscle sings with joy, with elation, at this celebration of light amidst people who have seen so much of the opposite.

Riley, as if on cue at that thought, begins to cry in hunger, and even that sound is a symphony. Accepting his friends’ final congratulations and well-wishes as they leave to give them privacy, he cautiously places Riley in your arms, but does not break contact. Allows her to hold his finger in her hand, eternally connected, and promises to never let go.

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nightshadeshadow123 · 4 years

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Alex Danvers x reader🔫🐾

Sorry for the slow progress of the story guys.

Tag list:

@retro-aesthe @blackluthxr @samustar @aznblossom @ibe-anne @lezzzbehonesthere

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"Not so tough now aye Princessa?" You chuckeld into her ear, not failing to notice her breath hitch and heart beat picking up a pace.

"Midnight. We meet again." Came her reply, trying to keep still in your hold.

"Mhm, what a pleasurable coincident." You purred. You'll admit that you did find her very attractive, and the way she seem to shiver when your lips ghosted ever so slightly against her ear and they way your breath fanned against the back of her neck had her hair raising had you smirking devilishly.

"Enjoying yourself Princessa?" You cooed.

"In your dreams, bad wolf." Alex breated out, hands now firm on the arm around her neck.

Kara stepped closer this time, keeping a tentantive eye on you.

"(Y/N), you can let her go now. She means no harm." Kara assured. "And you can come with us now."

"Meh, where's the fun in letting her go. She doesn't seem to mind it either." You chuckled at them.

Kara looked to Alex and with that distrataction you whispered an inaudible thing in her ear and shoved her towards Kara.

Kara let's out a spueek but easily caught her sister, helping her to stand upright.

"Well playtime was fun but I'm afraid I must go, see ya later querida." You winked at Alex before turning into wolf form and running off into the shadows of the night.

They both stood dumbfounded and baffled, trying to process what have just happened.

"What just happened?" Kara managed to get out, looking at her sister.

Alex stood wide-eyed, before calming down.

"Just...woah. I don't even know." Alex breated out.

Kara suddenly amusedly smirk at her sister.

"Oh, you like her." Kara laughed heartily at her sisters perplexed expression.

"I....do not!" Alex yelped, trying to hide the blush rising towards her cheecks.

Kara laughed even harder at this. "You so do have a crush."

Alex playfully shoved her. "Shut up blondie."

"What did she whisper in your ear?" Kara asked, a smug look on her face.

"N-nothing." Alex blushed, glaring at Kara.

"Oh Rao, am I hearing wedding bells?" Kara bursted out laughing.

Alex glared even harder at her. "Shut up!" And this time punshed her shoulder lightly.

"And how do you know her real name?" Alex questioned Kara.

"Well, turns out she's my childhood friend from Krypton. That's why she looked familiar." Kara explained, standing infront of her sister.

Alex smiled at her sister. "Woah, that's nice. You aren't so alone anymore."

Kara smiled back. "Yeah, I'm glad she survived. I was heartbroken when I thought she have died with Kryptons destruction."

"Are all Kryptonians so foward and flirty." Alex smirked.

This time it was Kara's turn to blush. "Ehehe, not everyone, just males and Alpha females."

"Ha, knew you were a bottom." Alex laughed, causing Kara to elbow her playfully.

"So that means she's an Alpha wolf?" Alex suddenly asked.

"Yep, she is. Born pure Alpha. Why you asking? You wanna be her bottom Omega. Or are you a top." Kara wiggled her eyebrows, giving her a cheecky smile when her blush returned full on.

"You Kryptonians or so unbelievable." Alex grumbles, arms folded.

"And just so you know, Krytonians eat alot so make enough food for us all."

"KARA!" Alex yelled. "She haven't even joined and you talk like this."

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Alex, Kara and J'onn were in the main computer room at the DEO facility, talking about the wolf they now know as (Y/N).

"I still believe that she'd join us if we keep on trying. We can't give up now." Kara said, determination in her voice.

"I agree with Kara." Alex smiled at her sister.

J'onn nodded. "I know. She've been through a lot and it might take her time to fully trust us. But we have to prove to her that we aren't like CADMUS." He explained.

Just when he went to talk more Winn came running from his desk frantically, almost bouncing with excitement.

"Please tell me good news Winn." J'onn looked at Winn, waiting to hear what he have to say.

"Sir, I've find a way we can know who've helped (Y/N) escape. But the file is located at one of their hideouts." Winn explained.

J'onn narrowed his eyes, rubbing at his chin in thought. "Well just give me the location then and I'll work out a plan."

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"Agent Danvers. I have a new mission for you if you are up for it." J'onn fell into step next to Alex that is busy talking.

Both Alex and Kara's attention snapped towards him, greeting him.

"A new mission? What is it Sir?" Alex asked eagerly, just wanting to do something fun other than be stuck listening to Winn's weird theories he seem to have lately.

He held a piece of paper out towards Alex. "I want you to go search this location. One of CADMUS hideouts. Apparently it holds the information of the wolf we need. We can learn who helped her escape, her abilities, strength, weakness etc. But this is a stealth mission, just sneak in and get the info then get out."

"Hell yeah, I'm up for this mission." Alex accepted eagerly.

J'onn give her a small smile. "But just be careful Alex. You are our best agent. We can't afford to loose you. I would've send someone else out but I only trust you with this."

Alex nodded at him, giving him an assuring smile. "I'll try my best Sir."

J'onn gave her a pat on the shoulder. "Suit up and get ready to leave. We need that info as soon. I'm going to have a freak fit if we have to clear up onther mess CADMUS made." With that he left the room.

"I would have loved to go and help you out but Miss Grant will have my head if I do plan her famous Gala tonight then I also have to attend said gala." Kara grumbels.

"You go do that sis, it's only a sneak in mission and get the info then get out. I can handle that." Alex assured her, nudging Kara's side.

Kara smiled softly at her sister, pulling her into a hug before flying off in a hury.

Alex immediately went to get ready, already dressed in her DEO outfit, hostering two pistols at either side of her just in case something goes wrong with the mission and she might have to defend herself.

"Let's hope this is worth a shot." Alex said to herself once outside the building, getting onto her bike.

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"Oh, how orginal." Alex muttered under her breath when arriving at the location, seeying it's an abandoned warehouse.

Taking a quick scan over the place, Alex could see a few guards guarding around the eerie warehouse, unsetilling drilling sounds filling the slightly windy dark air along with the sounds of hammers on metal as a few guards make small talk off in the distance.

"Sir, I don't think this is just a regular abandoned warehouse." Alex said through her ear piece to J'onn, the few hair on her arm raising.

"Agent Danvers, what do you mean? Winn said it wasn't a big deal." J'onn ask in concern and confusion.

"This place is dark and eerily creepy but it seems like an active place, they are certaintly doing something very bad here." Alex explained softly.

"That sounds?" J'onn asked knowingly after catching the faint sound, imagining just how much harder it must sound in person. "I wonder what secret dark stuff they are up to this time. I'll have Winn make more scans over the place."

"Yeah, he clearly must have missed something when he scanned the place." Alex agreed, making sure to stay hidden and keeping an eye out for any guards that might be guarding near.

"Agent Danvers, you can come back to the DEO. Leave that place."

"No Sir. We are so close to getting the information. I can't just throw that away just because of an creepy warehouse." Alex firmly said despite the fear that slowly grips her heart.

J'onn let's out a heavy sigh, knowing it's useless to try and argue with the stuborn agent.

"Alex...just please be careful." J'onn said worriedly making Alex sinceriley smile to herself.

"Will do."

"Come back to us alive and in one piece Agent Danvers." J'onn chuckled out, greately worried about her.

"I'll try my absolute best Sir." Alex assured."I must get going."

"Be safe. If anything goes south don't hesitate to alert me or your sister. Don't try to take on too many danger yourself. You aren't invincible like Kara or me." J'onn said in a stern voice.

"Yes Sir. I know but just know I'll try my best." With that she disconnected the earpiece.

Alex quickly but silently found a way to sneak down from the low cliff she was on, hiding behind what appears to be broken weapon that's mounted in a wall, peeking around the corner and scanning for guards, spotting one near.

Alex let out a soft huff, looking at the dirty ground, spotting a medium sized rock, bending down to quickly grab it and pressing herself back against the wall.

"This better work." Alex said softly under her breath, clutching the rock tightly before she threw it against an empty tank with a hole in a good few feet at the guards left, creating a clank sound, immediately gaining the guard near hers attention.

Alex held in her breath as the guard slowly walked in the direction where the sound came from, gun pointed and ready to shoot, one hand going to active his ear piece but he didn't get far before Alex sneaked up behind him, hitting him behind the head to knock him out, letting out the breath she was holding in as the guard lay passed out.

She dragged him behind the wall she first used, making sure he wouldn't be spotted before she dashed to the side of the warehouse, hiding behind everything she could, keeping an eye out for more guards but spotted none, figuring that most have went to talk with the other two guards that were talking and joking loudly.

Alex noticed rusted faint blue stairs at the side of the warehouse that led to an second floor entrance.

"And there's my way in." Alex said to herself softly, palm pressed against the cold metal container she's hiding behind as she did another quick scan of her surroundings before she made a fast paced run for the stairs, hands gripping the cold metal railings as she softly made her way up them, the hairs on her neck raising as the sounds grow even louder now accompanied by an eerie faint shimmering swooch sound that grows louder with each step.

Alex lifted her hand to the rusty knob, pushing it open when realizing it isn't locked, making sure there aren't any guards nearby before entering.

"Some security they are." Alex said sarcasticaly.

She kept hidden in the dark corners, trying to focus on the task at hand instead of the awful steely stence of blood that fills the air, even noticing said dried blood along the rusty floor, making her even more on edge.

Upon walking past a huge crate she could see various alien weapons, a few barrels with a glimmering green substance in, cages with dead alien people in that makes her pull a distsgusted face, briefly closing her brown eyes in sympathy for the aliens before moving to look over the railing that goes down to the first floor, spotting more weapons, guards, diffrent substance in racks of vails and more cages filled with aliens with some tied down to chairs while the scientist were performing diffrent opperations on them, dread filling her heart and rage at the people for doing such things.

Alex spotted a blue cube office near the corner on the other side of the stairs.

"Bingo." Alex said to herself, having a good guess that the information she came for must be in there.

When she went to take a step down the stairs she was suddenly knocked down the few stairs by a force from behind, landing on the rusty cold hard floor with a loud yelp.

"Well, well. What have we here? A lost DEO girl scout." A male said in a manic voice as he stepped down the stairs making Alex flinced at every clank the man's dirty boots made against the metal stairs.

Alex pused her palms against the floor, trying to get up but another man came from behind, kicking her back down with his foot, keeping it pressed down on her back hard as the barrel of the the other guard's gun pressed against her forehead, growling lowly when the guard behind her yank her head up with her hair, forcing her to look up at the one that have pushed her down the stairs, a sinister scowl/smirk present as he kept his gun against her temple.

"Time for some fun." The other one snickered, grip tightening on her hair.

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Whoop another cliffhanger for ya'll lovies. Sorry for the long wait, it took me a damn long time to get insperation to finish the chapter, hope you guys enjoy it.

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aliciarobertsonflipside · 3 years

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Evaluation

When choosing from the list of all the different flip-side options I had a hard time picking between three: division/unity, conflict/peace and ascend/descend. I decided to go with ascend/descend as I could link this theme with many different things and I had done something similar in a project before. One of the first projects I had done I was handed a penguin book containing Dantes circles of hell from Dantes inferno. This book was about A man’s journey through hell to save his love. I would say that the link between circles of hell and ascend/descend is clear. As I had already created work based on hell (descend) I had to think what else I could do with my theme. I send/descend is already essentially heaven and hell I could link it straight into religion. My project has been more relating to the religious aspect rather than the theme I had shows but I feel it has worked well overall.

Valerie Koshlyakov was an artist I found during the towers in lockdown project. He creates large work on pieces of cardboard and and often refers to historic buildings, events and political matters. Koshlyakov’s Work was the foundation for my own artwork and ideas for this project. I was really intrigued when I first saw his artwork, it is so unique and I hadn’t really seen anything quite like it. From here I started to develop my work into a different style more related to Mario Corea Aiello. Aiello’s Work is mixed media and sticks to a red and black colour palette. I didn’t actually find this artist until after I had done all of my black and red postcards but I thought that the resemblance of our styles were very similar. We are both included cut outs of buildings and added it in abstract shapes well both sticking to a black and red colour palette. I think the colours work Perfectly together. After the postcards I decided to try something digital but could still relate back easily enough. My digital outcomes had a similar colour palette being read, grey and yellow whilst keeping the building is black and white. Again I hadn’t found an artist I started my digital outcomes but I have found one that I can link my work to, Lynette Jackson. Jackson plays around with perspective and cut outs of buildings and also sticks to a colour palette which much of the time. These three artists have impacted my thinking and my artwork regardless whether or not I found them before or after I had created my work. Each of these artists all have a style and flair that I have grown ever so attached to and I will continue to be inspired by them and keep looking into their work.

When I was researching mandalas I decided to look at Tibetan Buddhists. Creating sand mandalas is a form of meditation and they are designed to guide ordinary minds to enlightened ones. The mandalas take around several weeks to complete, once the mandala is finished shortly after it’s all tipped away. The months have no issue with this as they believe in impermanence, everything is constantly changing. My project is based on Christianity and the both Christianity and Buddhism or similar they are also incredibly different. Buddhists live by five more precepts: abstain from killing living things, stealing, sexual misconduct, lying and intoxication. Buddhists never break the precepts and stay true to the faith. Christians live by 10 Commandments: do you not have any other gods, do you not worship idols, do you not disrespect gods name, keep the sabbath holy, honour your mother and father, do not commit murder, do you not commit adultery, do you not steal, lie or be envious of others. The difference between but it’s in Christians is that not all Christians remain strong to their religion. This can be proved from many historical events and scandals. For example the crusade is led by King Richard the Lion Heart from 1095 to 1291 were dismissed as being a religious venture. 2 to 6,000,000 people were killed during the crusades. All the kings don’t put together armies in the league groups anymore to fight in religious wars Christianity still losing corrupt free in this day and age.

My initial ideas for my artwork were going to be based on Valery Koshlyakov of style. Instead I've ended up exploring other styles on my own and even combining styles to come up with something new. In the end I actually went back to Koshlyakov comes artwork when I was creating this proud the moment Cardboard series. I added in different mediums and things I had learnt during this project to push my ideas and creativity for this series. I didn't know which way my heart will go at the beginning of this project but I am very happy with all I have produced and learnt. The concept of my project is a tricky one. To begin with I wanted to cover both conspiracy and controversy but I decided to narrow it down to just controversy as it was rather vast. I'm still not too sure on the reason why I chose to pick this subject in the 1st place but I think it's because that I feel the need to share concepts and ideas that not all people think about in their everyday lives. People wouldn't usually think about the church being corrupt or Christians trying to cover up religious wars back in the Middle Ages but I think that these can be important things to learn about. Like for instance I learn that during the Middle Ages especially around the time of the battle of Hastings the church had Supreme power over the country. Churches pretty much round the country and they were the main source of information being preached. The people of that time period would believe anything that the church said because they thought that the church could be trustworthy whereas in most cases they were not. The church even had power to grant who the next King was going to be, the King also had to have permission from the church to go ahead with certain rules and wars.

During the fmp I have learnt many different techniques. I've learned how to use illustrator and the store tax, I have learnt how to put together digital pieces and I've also become very comfortable with mark making. Some of the workshops that I've done I've actually quite enjoyed and these would be ideas and processes that I wouldn't have even thought of. I'm likely to remember most if not all but I have done June the fmp and I'll carry it with me along into future projects and I would also like to experiment with the processes and techniques that I have learned in this fmp. I think one of my favourite workshops that I have done would be either the illustrator distorting text or experimenting with photographic. I know for a fact that I will definitely be taking what I have learnt in illustrator with me because it's a really handy skill to know and if in the future I decide I want to do anymore digital work I would have already been familiar with the programme. I feel like I have done a good amount of experimentation throughout the whole fmp.

If I had to choose one piece or one series of work I have done if my outcomes in this fmp that has been most valuable to my learning I would probably have to go with my three piece digital outcomes. This is because I have not only used digital work within it but also hand based. I've used scanning of colleges and books an edited them in Photoshop. There are tools that I've used making these digital outcomes that I didn't know how to use before and now that I do I will be able to confidently use them in the future. Never before this fmp have I used illustrator all distorted text. Wanna first learn how to distort text it was a bit challenging as I had no idea what I was doing to begin with but once I got the hang of it it was quite straight forward. I'm very happy with my three piece digital outcomes that I even learned how to put together mockups because I wanted to do display them as best as I possibly could.

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