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#captain america: winter sold
bookdork1 · 2 years
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imo, its pretty obvious there is no magic super killing gun owned by the russians and that nobody has seen used since it magically worked on soldier boy. instead, i think the rest of payback took an opportunity when they saw it and iced (get it?) soldier boy themselves, all the other supes against him, exactly like what we saw in the 3x01 movie opener. so bringing him back is going to be a massive mistake and he will be 1000% focused on revenge... cant wait!
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lizzie-is-here · 2 years
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like the dawn- series masterlist
summary: the first superheroes, the soldiers out of time, the worst troublemakers of the avengers. steve rogers, james barnes, and (y/n) (l/n) have many titles. but before they became national heroes, they were an inseparable trio on the streets of brooklyn.
relationships: steve rogers x winged!poc!reader x bucky barnes
total wordcount: 77k
warnings: cussing, violence, the angst that is bucky’s time in hydra, mentions and references to racism, misogyny, and homophobia, idk pining?
this series is complete!
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part i- until the end of the line?
“we were children thrust into a war. and once it ends, what will we become?” -unknown
it all begins with a pinkie promise
part ii- the star-spangled man with a plan
“i’m fed up to the ears of old men dreaming up wars for young men to die in” -george mcgovern
local asthmatic does something very stupid immediately after being told not to
part iii- not without you
“show me a hero, and i’ll write you a tragedy” - f. scott fitzgerald
are you ready to follow captain america into the jaws of death?
part iv- the train and the plane
“i don’t know who sold the homeland, but i know who paid the price” - mahmoud darwish
in the span of weeks, you lose everything
part v- the captain, the winter soldier, and the angel
“you were destined for the glory, the honor and the fame. i was destined for the bullet, to be the gun with no name.” - a.j (via ddaredevil)
who are you?
part vi- the man on the bridge
“in nostalgia, there is no difference between a day, a year, a decade, or a lifetime, because the amount of longing is beyond the idea of time.” - gibran khalil gibran
the fall of hydra and shield, and the rise of something beyond the winter soldier and the angel of death.
part vii- the apartment
“when does memory end and love begin? all i know is- she loved him before she remembered him.” - ritika jyala
even as you and bucky go on the run, the trio can’t stay apart for long.
part viii- mission report
“if the devil was to ever see you, he’d kiss your eyes and repent” - farouq jwaydeh
an airport, a quinjet, and 13 superheroes kicking the shit out of each other. what more could you want?
part ix- freefall
“i wish i had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep and there are no words for that.” - brian andreas
so the avengers are stuck in the compound while the world fights over the accords. great time to pine over your best friends!
part x- the letters
“i’m afraid of a lot of things, but mostly, most sincerely, i am afraid of being completely unraveled by you, and you finding nothing you want in here” - l.m. dorsey
you aren’t quite ready to face the subject of the letters. but your boys will wait as long as you need.
part xi- the raft
“after all these years of bearing this pain alone, all i want is for you to hold me, and maybe put me back together again” - sarah doughty
normalize blaming thaddeus ross for every single problem in the world
part xii- the bed, the mirror, the couch
“show me the most damaged parts of your soul, and i will show you how it still shines like gold” - nikita gill
three times when everything seems right
part xiii- healing
“a monster is not such a terrible thing to be” - ocean vuong
good friends, the history channel, late nights in bed, and two bowls of fruit become the foundations for growth.
part xiv- the calm before the storm
“one day, you and i are gonna wake up and be alright. maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but one day. one day, i promise you” - fisher amelie
the road to recovery begins
part xv- the canyon
“to me you are the desert and the sea and everything secretive” - ingeborg bachmann
a well-needed vacation is taken
part xvi- the storm
“i want you to always remember me. will you remember that i existed, and that i stood next to you here like this?” - haruki murakami
you just can’t catch a break, can you?
part xvii- dust and blood
“if you must die, i’ll envy even the earth that wraps your body” - albert camus
“not without you”… right?
part xviii- the time heist
“am i supposed to be grateful to have survived this?” - brenna twohy
five years go by but you’re stuck in place
part xix- the endgame
“just because you are soft doesn’t mean you are not a force. honey and wildfire are both the color gold.” - victoria erickson
the shield, the gun, the bow
part xx- until the end of the line.
“i knew i did from that first moment we met. it was… not love at first sight exactly, but familiarity. like: oh, hello, it’s you. it’s going to be you.” - mhairi mcfarlane
it all ends with a pinkie promise
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gbellasart · 7 months
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“The name’s Carter, Peggy Carter.” 💅🏼❤️💙 Here’s a redraw of a piece I did a few years ago. It’s so bizarre to see the difference between the first two and the original! Peggy has always been one of my top favorite MCU characters. While I’m not a fan of the new stuff, I have a special place in my heart for the OG movies, like Captain America (the Winter Soldier is my fave 😭)! Speaking of comics, I will be selling this print at the Boise Comic’s Art Festival this Saturday! Any leftovers will be sold online in my shop! ✨
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astheskycries · 4 months
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Planning a wedding with the man she loves and working small jobs with SHIELD seems like an easy task, but now that Jonathan is dead, Maggie and Steve have to continue tracking down HYDRA and cleaning up the mess left behind- which is easier said than done when the Winter Soldier has returned.
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“What do you mean it was compromised?” Steve demands, jacket gone and the tie loosened around his neck as he paces his floor, Bucky and T’Challa listening.
Steve’s previously perfectly gelled hair is mused from the frequent hand running through it, with the top two buttons undone and his sleeves haphazardly shoved up to his elbows. He’s barely managed to change, sounding more and more concerned since returning to the room Tony arranged for Bucky to stay in. “Why would they be ambushed in one of Tony’s warehouses?”
“The warehouse was an ambush,” FRIDAY calmly repeats from the ceiling intercom, having reached out as soon as Steve returned. “The warehouse was sold by Mr. Stark years ago once the company changed. The HYDRA drive was recovered, but not without casualties.”
“Maggie?”
“… She was the main target. I have not heard from them since Agent Romanoff gave emergency treatment-“
“Emergency?” Steve demands, heart dropping to his stomach. He was so worried, so focused on recovering the piece of his past he had left, the only family he could rely on since he became Captain America, and now he was paying the price. Maggie was paying the price.
“She was hit by a bullet, Maximoff tried to keep the wound closed but there was still significant blood loss. After Romanoff consulted Dr. Banner and Mr. Stark they went dark as the safe house was considered compromised.”
Of course. “Keep me posted as soon as you know where they are. I want to see Maggie.” He lets the call end before releasing a heavy breath, leaning against the back of the couch. “This is my fault…”
“No,” Bucky says firmly, watching his every move. “You couldn’t have known it would have been an ambush.”
“No,” Steve sighs. “But I also haven’t been trying. I’ve been pushing off everything Maggie says, from missions to the wedding to everything she’s faced with HYDRA.”
Bucky nods slowly. “So basically what I warned you about?”
Steve ignores his friend’s slightly smug dig, lost in thought. “I really messed up.”
“Maybe,” Bucky grips his shoulder, just like he used to before the serum changed them both. “But even if you’re a stubborn punk, you two will get over this. Just talk to her.”
Steve sighs before reaching into his pocket, pulling out the engagement ring from his pocket. “I don’t think that’ll work this time…”
Bucky raises an eyebrow. “She gave it back?”
“Found it on the dresser in my room.” He examines it, lost in thought. Though it’s simple, it’s perfectly Maggie in its subtle charm. “I deserve it… But I’m going to get her back. Whatever it takes.” He nods to T’Challa. “I’m going after them. I’m bringing them home.”
The first thing I’m aware of is a musty smell, an almost damp heaviness that takes more effort to breathe through and hurts my side with every deep breath. The air is cool and clammy against my skin, and when I open my eyes I can see the dampness making the dark ceiling shine. I wince a bit as I turn my head, trying to see as much as I can despite the sharp pain in my ribs and how the room spins when I move my eyes. “Natasha? Wanda?”
“Here," Wanda gently takes my hand, hers feeling almost uncomfortably warm. “It’s ok, you’ll be ok.”
“Where are we?” I manage to croak out, mouth feeling like dry cotton and throat almost raw.
“We found a cavern to stop in,” Natasha is on the other side, and I manage to turn my head to see her gathering bloody gauze and shoving it in a section of her bag. “You rest, we managed to stitch it up but you still lost a lot of blood.”
I cringe a bit as I swallow, trying to focus. “Steve?”
“We dropped contact,” Natasha says softly, looking over at me. “It’s safer until we know we aren’t followed.” I manage to nod, and she passes me some water and a straw. “How are you feeling?”
I take a sip, some of the sharp throbbing in my head easing. “I’m ok.” Everything hurts, but we’re safe and alive. “As soon as I’m able to move, we can get to a safer area.”
“Don’t force it,” Wanda rests her hand on my head, easing some of the pain. “We can accelerate some of the healing, but the blood… Well, we need to make sure you’re well enough to travel before we move again.”
I grunt a bit, managing to turn to look around the cavern. There are two backpacks resting by my feet, in close reach for any other emergencies. I notice the frown on Natasha’s face before the gun appears, and I try to sit up when she shifts. “Natasha-“
“Stay here.” She doesn’t look away from the entrance, silently padding into the open as Wanda checks my gauze. Though Wanda seems unconcerned, I can only imagine how exhausted she must be between the mission and trying to help me heal faster.
“Don’t worry about me,” Wanda says quietly, magic still floating around the wound. “I’m keeping you stable until we return to the compound- Banner’s machine should be able to regrow the cells and help you recover faster.”
Natasha returns, and seconds later I see Steve in uniform and rushing to my side. I blink, sure it’s a dream, but he gently takes my hand and strokes my knuckles as he kneels beside me. “Steve…”
“Shhh, rest baby,” His voice is soft and gentle, grip flexing before he leans over and presses warm lips to my temple.
“What are you doing here?” I frown, trying to move my hand free and a bit overwhelmed. “Why now? Why after all this time?”
“Did you think I would let you go?” I make a face, opening my mouth to argue, but he continues on before I can speak. “I love you, Maggie. I’ll never let you go again.” I try to move, but nurses move as Wanda lifts me with her powers, bringing me into the jet and a machine before the pain in the shift takes over, bringing me back to the darkness.
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ltwilliammowett · 1 year
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Advertisement: For Sale, a Pilot Schooner and the Privateer Schooner Chasseur, America, 13. Januar 1814
The Chasseur is no stranger to the world; on the contrary, she is a minor celebrity and the foundation on which the later Pride of Baltimore was built.
She became famous when she was sold to Captain Thomas Boyle. A successful privateer, he took her to New York and had her refitted, overhauled and sailed with a new crew. He sailed across the Atlantic and threatened British merchant shipping from the coasts of Portugal and Spain to the English and Irish channels.
He became most famous for imposing a blockade on the entire United Kingdom while sailing the English Channel to show the absurdity of blockades. This affront and the five-day blockade of St Vincent panicked the shipping industry and prompted them to send a letter to Admiral Durham, who dispatched the frigate HMS Barrosa in pursuit of Chasseur but failed to find her.  Untouched, she sailed back to New York on 24 or 29 October 1814 from her famous three-month European voyage.
In the winter of 1814/15 she returned to the West Indies where she captured 18 merchant ships and HMS St Lawrence. When Chasseur returned to Baltimore on 15 April 1815, the ship was affectionately known as the Pride of Baltimore.  She resumed her career as a merchant ship in the China trade, but in 1816 was sold to foreign investors and thereafter disappeared from records.
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brightlilith · 2 months
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Blue Sea - 2
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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x retired spy!reader
Summary: Following the events of The Falcon and The Winter Soldier, Bucky Barnes is trying to adapt to a normal life, but is forced to join forces with a retired CIA spy to stop an old enemy seeking revenge. They certainly don't like each other, but they have incredible chemistry.
Warning: Violence, "fighting", traumatic past, kidnapping, Sharon Carter (Yes, she is a warning), torture, bad English, I think so(?), let me know if you have more.
A/N: Who doesn't love an enemies to lovers? English isn't my first language, so I apologize for any grammatical and spelling errors. Constructive criticism and supportive messages are always welcome, it motivates me to keep writing. Let me know if something is wrong, my dm is always open. kisses💋
Like, comment, and/or reblog I would be very grateful 🩷
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Walking along the beach at night, the silver light of the moon reflected on the calm waters, while the stars twinkled in the night sky. The gentle sound of the waves breaking on the shore soothed my thoughts, and a feeling of inner peace enveloped me. Sitting on the sand, watching the twinkling stars and the moon reflecting on the sea, I surrendered to the sense of absolute peace. That night, the beach was my sanctuary, a refuge of tranquility and serenity, where I could regain my inner peace.
And then, I found myself in front of Sam Wilson, in his classical architecture house that brought me peace. Tension filled the air as Bucky entered the place. Images of our last encounter flashed through my mind, and I immediately felt a wave of disgust and anger. I couldn't believe he was here too. Sam, noticing our small internal war, asked us to at least make a truce until the mission was over.
Sam explained about the auction and how we were going to recover Captain America's shield. The plan was perfect, but the presence of Sharon Carter at the auction emitted threatening signals. It was as if the shadow of betrayal and failure loomed before us. I didn't trust her.
The glamour of the auction masked a feeling of anguish that consumed me as we walked disguised among the crowd. The presence of Wilson Fisk, the Kingpin, loomed in the environment, filling it with a sinister atmosphere. Everything seemed to be going smoothly until Sharon ruined the plan, triggering a sequence of horrifying events - it was a trap. People ran directly to the exits, others hid in fear, and in all the chaos I lost sight of Sam and Bucky.
The feeling of dread engulfed me as I found myself in the midst of a desperate crowd, being dragged away from any possibility of escape. I fought as hard as I could, but my vision quickly turned black. The darkness of the events enveloped me relentlessly, making each second an eternity.
When I woke up, I was in some kind of truck with other women and children, we were all tied up and most were crying in fear. I knew where we were going, I knew where I was going. The women would probably be sold to illegal pleasure houses, the children would probably go to the Red Room - may God take care of all of them - and I would go back to Hydra.
I knew I would have a terrible end when I went back to Hydra; I would be tortured until my last breath. Or perhaps they would just torture me until they got tired, and then they would conduct more experiments until I couldn't bear it. They would say that if I hadn't escaped, none of this would have happened. This is all the CIA's fault. And now I pray for my life as they take us there, I pray that Sam saves us, and also that Bucky saves us.
"It's going to be okay," I murmur to myself.
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harvestyarns · 11 months
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When it comes to Marvel I mainly focus on Black Panther, but I wanted something Red, White, and Blue to photograph during the summer months here in the USA. We've got Memorial Day, Fourth of July, and Labor Day where cookouts are all the rave and you literally see stars and flags and all that jazz.
This year I decided on making Sam Wilson as Captain America for a number of reasons -- he's a person of color, a man of color, a superhero of color, and he represents America. If that doesn't scream volumes for a great deal of reasons then I don't know what does.
Since I can't classify myself as a big fan of Marvel since I'm considerably new to it, I have to work off of source pictures/movie screencaps most of the time. With that said I did not realize that the suits were different for Sam until I was in the full swing of things. When a friend asked me cool which suit are you making Sam in I'm like uh...? 😂 I told her -- a blend of two or maybe more, I really don't know.
So that's what I did. I worked off of these three images and a little bit of the comic book version of him to make my version of Captain America, Sam Wilson style.
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So let's talk a little about yarn and the process. I stuck with Red Heart yarns, Their brightest shade of red, a light gray, and a Navy blue.
A lot of detailing went into Sam because making separate pieces would have made him too bulky looking. He took me about 10 hours between two days -- one of my quickest ones to make because again the focus was there so I could get him done before Memorial Day.
I kept reminding myself he needs wings because back during Christmas Eve I watched The Falcon and the Winter Soldier and I remember wings, but when I was all done I said ah! The shield! So I had to make that, too. 😂
I was unsure what to do about his hair. He's got it super short, but I wanted to add some texture to it so it didn't look like straight hair. It's a little higher than I wanted, but that's the yarn's fault (okay, and some of my own, too. I'll admit that).
He's my first doll that I haven't had to use safety eyes which was a little bit of a mind trip -- and so we're the glasses, but now I've done them so I can say, of course I know how to make glasses/goggles.
And of course not to forget Steve Rogers. I made him about a year ago or so, I think right around the Fourth of July. He was the quickest thing I think I've ever sold. A friend who is a big fan of Steve (and Bucky) saw him and immediately wanted to own him.
The troubles I remember having with him had been through the concept of making a helmet.
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At some point I'll most likely pop him in my Etsy shop to see if anyone would like to give him a forever home.
Please reblog to support a Fiber Artist, but to also inspire others to learn how to crochet/make Amigurumi and also to show representation towards people of color.
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redwoodwv-hq · 16 days
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Name: Liam Bryne Age: 45 Town Occupation: Hunter / Outside Security Previous Occupation: Legionnaire Redwood Resident Length: Old Redwood resident newly arrived Faceclaim: Pablo Schreiber
Bullet Points:
Liam is fluent in French , he does mostly use it with Tessa and Brady out of habit. They still refer to him as "capitaine" . It is also the language he uses to talk to his dog.
Liam trained Juno for detecting the undead and biting. She's a very intelligent and quick dog , a true asset.
On his trip , he aimed to look for information on what Penny had revealed. He found some data and samples he has brought back with him and plan to give to Penny eventually. He does not know if it is viable
Liam is really skilled to blend into forest/jungle areas, he used to be more of a tracker for David , but if he hunts, uses a crossbow instead of a rifle
Liam is an expert marksman , a lethal close -range combattant and lives still by the code of the Legionnaires
He's plagued by an underlining anger steming from different factors in his life , he loses patience rather quickly and will let you know. He hates cock fighting and finds it just ridiculous.
Biography:
Liam Bryne was born in Dublin to a modest family. His father was a teacher and his mother worked at a hotel nearby. His younger years, he spent a lot in the places nobody knew about at the hotel and the people there became some sort of extended family to him. There were no tragic events in his youth, and while he was not the best at school, he managed to stay away from most troubles. This would end when at 18 , his parents died in a car accident. It had been a harsh winter, the road was slippery, the car fell down a ravine. Liam survived but endured being with his parents for more than a day. He realized at the hospital how alone he was, how fast life could end and how lost he was. It took months for him to figure out what to do and get out of the grief enough to think of a future. He sold the house, he sold everything, and left. While Dublin had given him life, it had also taken his family, thus becoming a tomb to him.
He roamed through Europe for a while, trying to forget the accident, the smells, the pain. Liam tried to heal, but it seemed like the more he pushed it all away, the more it ate him. It came to the point where he decided to knock on that fateful iron gate in Paris. The emblem on the gate read “légion étrangère”  (foreign legion).  He had listened to people talking about it and felt compelled to give it a try. Their reputation was worldwide, respected and maybe feared by many, he did find a way in being a legionnaire. The training was intense to the point of him feeling physically sick, but it was also cathartic. For the first time since his family died, he felt like he belonged to this unit, brothers in arms. He would finish top of his class and go become a paratrooper.
By the time the virus hit, Liam acting captain was on a mission in South America. From the company a lot died within the first hours of contact. Long months followed; the orders last in were to go up to Canada. He was honestly not sure they would make it. In the end, only two remained by his side: Tessa and Brady. The trio eventually stumbled on Penny when Liam was wounded by savagers attacking. Even though he was injured, he put a lot of them down before collapsing. A fever struck and they stumbled on Redwood just in time to treat him. Showing the tough nature of being a Legionnaire, he was up and running before he should have. Honestly, he found hope in Redwood , and after discussing it with Tessa and Brady, they agreed that there wasn’t anyone to return to , probably. The radio had been still for a long time. So they joined, as hunters and protectors of the civilians. Their trio got a member more , a malinois he named Juno.
They were on a hunting trip when the reavers attacked but managed still come back to defend Redwood. A lot of blood was shed by the legionnaires on that day, who then proceeded to give them a burial themselves. Liam disagreed with a lot of the Beckett’s decisions but kept his anger at bay thanks to Penny. That , sadly only lasted until a night around a bonefire and a revelation that would push him off a wrong end. After a violent fight with her, the day after, he decided to leave, not giving any explanation, not even to David with whom he had bonded closely. In fact, he left things sour with a lot of people as he left. Tessa decided to join him, while Brady decided to remain. It has been months now, but it seems that a familiar face is to make a return to Redwood, bringing a cart with food and materials from his time away.
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krypticcafe · 9 months
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zephyrmonkey · 1 year
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The Shield Holders
These four Funko Pops have one thing in common, the Captain America Shield! The Captain America movie are some of my favorites and I'm so exited to have these!
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Captain America in Endgame
Captain America is one of my favorite characters, and I wanted a Funko Pop of him. Out of all the Funkos of him, this was my favorite! This is Captain America from Endgame. Him wielding Mjölnir and his broken shield, Captain America is surrounded by lighting as he goes up against Thanos.
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The New Captain America
After watching Falon and the Winter Solider, I really wanted a Funko of him in his new suit! Out of all of them, this was my favorite! I absolutely love the new suit! I'm obsessed! I may have screamed when I saw the suit for the first time!
I am still trying to figure out what the yellow things on the shield are, so if anyone knows, please tell me!
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The Winter Soldier
This was the first Funko Pop I ever wanted. When Year of the Shield came out, this was the second one to be released, and I wanted it so bad! Sadly by the time I asked my mom if I could buy it (I was using her Amazon account at the time), it sold out. I was extremely disappointed. On my 19th birthday, my parents surprised me with this! She found it on eBay a few months after it was released!
I love the scene from Captain America: Winter Soldier where the Winter Soldier takes Cap's shield, and the fact they made this into a Funko Pop makes me so happy! Definitely my favorite Funko Pop!
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Captain Carter
I couldn't leave Captain Carter out of this, especially because I absolutely loved that What If...? episode! There was a Captain Carter and the Hydrastopper Funko Pop that was really expensive, and I wasn't a fan of it. I found this one that I liked more, and it was cheeper, so a win-win!
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bedlamsbard · 1 year
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If you weren’t constrained by falcon and the winter soldier or other non movie sources, how would you write the history of the super soldier serum post ww2?
Honestly, pretty close to how it was written in Horizon; I split the Army and CIA tracks of serum development there and put Isaiah Bradley in the CIA track, so while it was something that happened, it was not part of the same track that Thaddeus Ross and Bruce Banner worked on. I do need to redo my big flow chart, though that's partially because I made that flow chart before I had decided where Alexei's serum came from, which is that it was developed from a serum that was developed from Steve's blood and either sold or stolen to the Russians. I really, really like the idea that every super soldier serum post-WWII was developed from Steve's blood samples, which is what Horizon uses; I think it's a fun (and horrifying) thing for Steve to have to live with and really have to come to terms with, and also kind of highlights the idea that what happened to him was remarkable and is the ideal that people are always trying to reach, for better or worse, mostly worse. (Bucky and Schmidt both have Erskine-serum derivatives, but theirs are the only ones who DON'T have a Rogers-serum base.)
To sum up what's in Horizon, Steve's the ideal; he's the one that everyone is trying to replicate, but no one has any idea what the fuck Abraham Erskine and Howard Stark did. I think it's important to remember that for Steve, it was a two-part process: Erskine's serum and Howard's vita-rays. But no one knows which parts was responsible for what in Steve, or how much of what happened was dependent on Steve's particulars. (I count out What If and Captain Carter entirely because amongst other things, I hate Captain Carter both in concept and execution.)
Post-war, the U.S. government has Steve's blood samples; I split the tracks, so there's an Army track and a CIA track both working on replicating the serum. The CIA track is the one that does the Korean War experiments that result in Isaiah Bradley and the other tragedies that occur. It's more consistent, in that these experiments are continually going on until the 1980s, while the Army track is very stop-start, and will have bursts of activity, but then will suddenly get shut down. SHIELD never worked on the serum; Howard absolutely refused to let them. In the late '80s, Obadiah Stane and Thaddeus Ross are working on a joint SI-Army project that results in the serum that HYDRA steals in the CACW flashbacks; this was done under Howard's radar and as Horizon says, this is what gets Howard killed. The Army then does not work on the serum again until after 9/11, which is the project that results in the Hulk and later Abomination. You cannot talk about the super soldier serum without talking about the Hulk. It is the big green elephant in the room of the super soldier serum.
Those dual disasters, the Hulk and the Abomination, completely shut all super soldier research down cold in the U.S. until Steve Rogers comes out of the ice in 2012, at which point Nick Fury shuts down all American attempts at super soldier research. (But international attempts pick up again, as do HYDRA's.) After SHIELD goes down and Fury "dies", there's a plateau where there's not any research happening, but there's a rise towards it, and Ross finagles his experience with the Hulk and super soldiers into a cabinet position; however the U.S. does not actively start working on a super soldier serum again until Steve goes rogue in 2016 (which FATWS hints at but doesn't say explicitly).
So that's the U.S. I think internationally there's also a lot of work done on replicating the super soldier serum, but unlike America, no one else has Steve Rogers' blood samples. You have to assume that HYDRA tried to replicate Bucky's serum, but it doesn't seem to have ever worked. (I am also a strong believer that in MCU canon there is no evidence that puts HYDRA and the Red Room in the same context as allies, though one could definitely argue that Alexei's serum is Bucky-derived rather than Steve-derived or even independently developed. I just like it all coming from Steve better than the other options.) At some point, various American serums derived from Steve's blood probably got out on the black market, but any time after 1950 we're talking about failed serums derived from increasingly degraded blood samples, and after that failed serums developed from failed and increasingly degraded serums developed from degraded blood samples that were all used up before 1950. But from 1943 to 2010 (TIH), replicating Steve Rogers' serum was a major part of military research across the world, and there were never any successes on his scale. Bucky, Alexei, Isaiah are all various points of success, but in various ways nowhere near the whole Steve Rogers package.
so, in short: bloody, messy, all coming from Steve, something that resulted in billions of dollars of failed experiments and hundreds or even thousands of people dead in the attempt to replicate it across the world and across seventy years. all the human rights violations you can think of! (you ever want to get really depressed, look up human experimentation on Wikipedia and follow that train down to hell.) MKUltra on steroids, but with a much higher body count.
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∘₊✧ jay’s masterlist✧₊∘
multi-chapter fics
The Man Who Sold the World
Bucky has some explaining to do, and Steve Rogers will listen whether he likes it or not.
the mcalpine sessions (coming soon)
Sam’s waiting, and Steve realizes, belatedly, with a detached sense of horror, that he doesn’t know where to begin or what to say. He’s never had to explain it to anyone before; Bucky and Peggy just seemed to understand, in their own ways. But he has to fix this. Even if Sam rejects him after, he has to understand.
So, like an idiot, Steve blurts out: “Uh… you know Wonder Woman?”
Sam balks at him. What the fuck?
“Not personally, no. Why, they make her an Avenger or something?”
Or, the post-CACW one where Sam thinks Bucky’s always going to come first, until Steve and Bucky prove him wrong.
jay’s dublin au (coming soon)
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series
Ice Dog and the Loneliest Yeti Series (LMAO)
A Winter in the Sun
After Hydra falls, Captain America fails to find the Winter Soldier... But only because the Asset's already found him. The Winter Soldier wasn't Hydra's only secret... Or Shield's.
A Summer in New York
In 1943, Steve Rogers meets Margaret Elizabeth Carter. In March 1945, Steve Rogers dies saving the people of New York. In November, a baby girl is born. In 2016, Sharon Carter makes a chilling discovery beneath a Hydra Lab.
Plot Dump for the Thing
Basically behind the scenes for this fic as well as anything I've taken out or changed but still wanted to include :)
one shots
Ask No Omen
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ENDING #1: TRICK OF THE LIGHT - “Without a sign, his sword the brave man draws, and asks no omen, but his country's cause.”
If It Feels Right
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Please stand. (Face the flag) Put your right hand over your heart. Ready? Begin...
Rogers The Musical from A Summer in New York (can be read as a stand-alone)
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“Who’s strong and brave here to save the American gaaaaaaaays?”
“So there’s this musical…” Clint starts, one night when they’ve finished dinner. Dani perks up behind her sketch pad, and Steve shrugs from a sinkful of soapy water.
“Pass.” Bucky immediately says.
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“I’m agent 13, with SHIELD, and I’ve been ordered to protect you.”
“On whose order?”
“His.”
The voice resonated in Steve’s head for a few nights. While he watched Fury die. When he saw ‘Agent 13’ in the hall at SHIELD. He was utterly betrayed, not only by her but Fury. He didn’t know who to trust…
How ironic, given the fact Fury was the one who told him to trust no one. It had him questioning his loyalty to SHIELD. Did Peggy know what it had become? He looked around the building, filled to the brim with agents, some were probably double agents. Some were probably looking to kill him. They were definitely looking to kill him.
And sadly, he couldn’t say it was the first time he was questioning himself. Steve hadn’t been one for the politics involved in wars, in fact he hated it. Someone always wanted to be over everyone. Offering freedom, saying there was no price. Just a vote. It was never just a vote.
And those who threatened freedom seldom paid the price of it.
“Someone tried to kill my friend, and I’m going to do everything in my power to find out who.”
And Steve found himself questioning that too. In the end, he had chosen to carry on, complete their mission. Freedom. What has the world gone to? If it came down to it, and you had to choose between your friends and your morals, what would it be?
How long had Steve chosen one over the other? It started simple. Trying to save the world from an imminent alien attack often puts these things out of the way. Stark, for example, wasn't exactly the most moral of them. For some time he’d sold weapons to America’s enemies. He had changed that, and he’d made a lot of enemies for himself. But his goal was peace, Steve had lived long enough to know, peace wasn’t possible without war. Freedom wasn’t possible, if the ones demanding it didn’t have the means to keep it.
Nick Fury wanted to launch Heli carriers, capable of killing millions before they got their chance. Some were fighting for freedom, and if they took a moment they could see it was different than what they thought.
You had to always be ready for conflict, not always asking for it.
SHIELD didn’t seem to understand that. Putting a SHIELD agent in the same building as Captain America was asking for conflict. Nick Fury coming to his apartment after an attack was asking for conflict. Asking to delay the launch was a conflict.
That’s perhaps the first step Steve took to breaking down.
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He was back in the hospital to retrieve this flashdrive. It was time to find out what exactly Romanoff was okay with stealing for SHIELD. What Nick Fury had the possibility of selling… and it was gone. Nat walked up behind him, he whirled around, shoving her into an empty room, “Where is it.”
“Safe,” she shortly replied, surprised by his gruffness, his barely contained anger.
“Do better,” he demanded.
“Why was Fury in your apartment last night?”
“I don’t know.”
She scanned his face, looking for any sign, any hint of why. To her surprise, there wasn’t anything but cold hatred.
He countered her, glaring into her soul. “Whose lies do you think you’re telling Romanoff?”
The question caught her off guard, she searched for a way out of this, a weakness to hit Steve with. “I know the shooter.”
“Oh? Enlighten me.”
“Some of the intelligence community doesn’t believe he exists, the ones that do call him the Winter Soldier.”
So the ones he’s working for are smart enough not to say it. In reality, it was smart. They had a master assassin, who had shot Nick Fury through a wall, probably just based on reflections if Steve had to guess. And instead of telling everyone so they kept it a secret, in such a way he’d never heard of him. I’d like to work for those people.
“He’s credited with over 2 dozen assassinations in the last 50 years.”
Impressive indeed.
“What’s on the drive Romanoff?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well, find out.”
She narrowed her eyes, “What’s gotten into you Steve?”
He scoffed, “I’m getting a bit tired of people telling me what to do and not telling me what for, come with me.”
She followed him out of the hospital, telling him their best bet was to go to a store, and use one of their display computers. After finding the origin point they stole a car and went out that way too.
By the minute he was only getting closer to his breaking point. Where he drew the line. Where his friends no longer beat his morals. Where he found something he truly agreed with. People who understood the price of freedom.
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Colonel Phillips came very close to pushing Steve over the edge one day. So close, he was almost ready to start fighting for HYDRA. That encounter was nowhere near what happened in 2014.
What finally pushed Steve over the edge.
He was standing in the middle of SHIELD's old base, realizing Zola had been building HYDRA for years under everyone's nose. Realizing that Fury somehow knew this, that he knew something was up otherwise he wouldn't have bothered coming to Steve. Realizing that this mysterious shooter Nat knew all about was probably in SHIELD as well, so who was he? How was he allowed to operate in such ways?
“We got a bogey inbound,” Nat called worriedly. Steve was staring at Zola’s pixelated face on the screen, the remnants of the history video. Had he been on the wrong side this whole time? Could he still justify his actions with what he believed in?
The bogey hit the bunker, and he threw the rubble off of them, seeing searchlights already flooding the building. "That's it!"
SHIELD had just fired on him. On their own base to kill him. SHIELD, who was so far into politics that they no longer could find the line between moral and wrong. They were planning to kill people who they had been fighting to find peace. That wasn’t freedom, that was fear. Like he had told Fury earlier, and he hadn’t listened. And now this was happening and Steve was fed up with it.
The STRIKE team paused as he glared at all of them with intense hatred. At that moment even Rumlow was afraid that Captain Rogers was out for blood. What the hell was HYDRA doing differently? The Winter Soldier was a myth, but according to countless assassinations he had shaped the world they were living in now. What could more people like that do? "Take me to your boss, right now."
That's how he ended up at Secretary Pierce's late that night. Nat was in custody of them, and was soon rescued by Maria, but Steve didn't know that. He didn’t even know they had found her under all the rubble. He couldn’t have cared whether or not they did. She lied just like the rest of them. Stole intel for Fury, she had no morals, and for all he knew could’ve sold that information away. For all he knew she was dealing behind his back.
The STRIKE team kept close watch as he approached the Secretary, and the shooter stood, slightly retreating to the shadows. Close enough to act if Steve decided to try something. The Winter Soldier, a myth, a legend, a shadow who was giving freedom without inflicting fear everywhere. Pierce looked at him, "What are you doing here?"
"Persuade me."
The team looked shocked. Pierce raised a brow, "Pardon?"
"I'm tired of these lies, what's HYDRA doing that SHIELD isn't? What makes you better?"
There was palpable silence throughout his house, Steve waited patiently. Pierce looked at the others, "Is he- for real?"
No one spoke up for a moment, it made Steve wonder about the Winter Soldier. Where did he fit in the hierarchy of HYDRA? Or was Pierce truly in charge, calling the shots, while sitting on top of SHIELD, watching it burn itself from within. Why? Steve suspected it was because nobody could trust anybody. An army only works if the soldiers trust each other.
"He came willingly," Rumlow quietly said, shrugging, "asked us to bring him here."
"The world isn't going to be at peace, until every threat is eliminated. See, people that have power, that aren't on our side, they don't understand. They challenge balance and peace. When we have insight, all of the problems and imbalances will be eliminated, people will be free. There won’t be anybody holding the secrets, we're going to know them all, and then people won’t have to worry about getting shot in the back, they can leave their doors open and feel safe at night. Because they trust each other."
Steve crossed his arms, thinking. He glanced at the soldier behind Pierce, wary and on guard. Steve raised a brow, he suspected he should at the very least ask. Have the HYDRA explanation for the person behind the century. "Who’s this?"
"The Winter Soldier," Pierce answered.
"Does he have a name aside from that?” Steve asked.
"Soldat, Soldier, asset. Take your pick." Pierce answered. Still the Soldier didn’t speak, looking over Steve as if thinking up a dozen ways to kill him. Trust no one. Having been around SHIELD so much he could understand why the Soldier wouldn’t.
Steve thought for a moment, he looked back to Pierce, "What do I have to do to prove that I'm with you. And how do we make sure that the ex-director doesn't delay project insight."
"Well he's dead, isn't he?"
Steve scoffed, "If he can lie about insight he can lie about his death."
Pierce's eyes widened, but he seemed to also think that Fury could, very well, be alive. He tossed a glance over his shoulder at the Soldier. "Stop an attempt on my life."
"How?" Steve asked skeptically, no one could possibly know that, unless of course he knew all the secrets of the world. Which, to him, was a beautiful demonstration of what exactly they had in HYDRA.
"Soldat."
The Soldier glanced at him, Pierce turned, he spoke something in Russian for a minute. The Soldier grabbed a knife, his eyes suddenly shifting from dull wait to fiery purpose. Steve quickly realized what was happening and intercepted him. Then punched him. The Soldier fought him back, trying to carry out the mission Pierce had given him. But Steve was faithful to stop him. Every second he was liking the idea of joining more and more. To hell with morals, to hell with following orders, he was tired of being good and always coming out on the bad end of the deal. Of always being put in check and no one trusting him despite every effort to prove them wrong.
With a swift hit to the head the Soldier fell, a gash was now bleeding, he shook his head. Attempting to make sense of what just happened. Steve didn't dare turn his back, but still addressed Pierce, "How's that?"
Pierce glanced around him, "Soldat?"
The Soldier didn't respond, Pierce nodded in approval, "Welcome to Hydra, Captain..."
Steve thought for a moment. Captain America was for the 1940’s, when he knew who he was fighting for. He supposed he’d gotten used to it by the time he’d joined SHIELD. But this opened a whole grove of opportunity, he wasn’t just fighting for a few people, he was fighting for the world. "Captain Rogers is fine."
Rumlow scoffed, undertones of shock in his voice. "You really want everyone to know?"
Steve smirked, "Well if I'm finally fighting for the right thing you're damn right I do."
The Soldier climbed to his feet, Steve poised to fight him, again. Pierce grinned at the commitment, "Soldat, stand down."
He warily backed off, not uttering a word. But something seemed a bit off, he wasn't as focused as he was earlier. Likely the blow to the head. Steve turned to Pierce, "What's our first mission?"
"Rumlow, prepare the asset for a mission, take him back to SHIELD. Captain, I want you to lead the STRIKE team, make sure Director Fury doesn't interfere with our plans. Get to the control room, if anyone comes in or out I want to know. If something goes wrong with the Heli carriers then we'll have you there to intercept and take them down."
Rumlow went and the STRIKE team left with the Soldier. Off to prepare for the next day, one of the most vital days in HYDRA history. Pierce gestured to the seat across from him, "Let's talk a moment."
Steve sat down, "What is it you want to know?"
Pierce smiled, "I like you Rogers. I'm glad you've come to your senses. First of all, who are any candidates Fury would reach out to for help, what should we prepare for?"
"Easy..."
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"It must be the disc..."
"I'll check it."
"Don't open that door."
The officer's looked back, some pulled their guns. Steve rolled his eyes, strolling casually through the office despite multiple gun barrels aimed at him, "Secretary's orders. You don't like it, take it up with him."
Yesterday the tone he used would’ve surprised him. Today, he was confident in what he was doing. He made his way to the door, opening it, Maria Hill and Sam Wilson were standing there. Maria was shocked, "Steve? How'd you...?"
"Now is not the time for questions," he ushered them in. One of the STRIKE team approached from the other side of the room. Maria pulled a gun, having been told by Nat that STRIKE fired on them last night. It occurred to her too late that Steve might’ve been taken by them and manipulated. Steve kicked her knees out, she missed because of it. Steve turned on Sam as well, using the wing pack on his back to his own advantage, twisting him and taking him to the floor. The STRIKE member put them both in cuffs. Steve looked at Maria, "Where's Romanoff?"
"Steve, what the hell is wrong with you?" Maria countered, trying to think through the possibilities of how HYDRA got him to turn. A threat? A promise? She couldn’t think of anything that would make him betray them like this.
"This is for the better,” he replied smoothly, not one bit of worry in his voice. It quickly changed, going from calm to anger faster than they would’ve thought possible for him, “where is Romanoff?"
Maria remained quiet, Steve narrowed his eyes, he addressed the STRIKE member, "Keep them in control, use whatever force you have to. I'm going to go take care of the other issue."
"Steve..." Maria called, he didn't listen, just kept walking. He had much better things to do than argue with lairs.
Exiting the main office he made his way to the elevator to go to Pierce’s office. Rumlow joined up with him halfway there, "What's the status Cap?"
"Romanoff and the ex-director are in the Secretary's office, or will be. I'm going over there to stop them, make sure the Heli carriers are up in the air in case anything goes awry."
Nodding in response, Rumlow split off from him, "Yes sir."
They split and Steve made his way to Pierce's office. Fury's helicopter landed outside seconds before he got there, and Steve quietly let the director walk in. If he went in now he was offering up himself or Pierce to be shot, if he went in behind they were trapped. He looked for someone else backing Fury up, no one was there yet.
He opened the office. Fury looked smug, but behind him Pierce looked more so. "Cap," Fury addressed, "When- how?"
Steve pulled a gun, holding it gallantly, "Secretary?"
"Just have him sit down, that'll be fine for now." Pierce easily responded, not the least bit worried.
Steve pointedly looked at one of the conference room chairs. Immensely confused, Fury sat down. Steve did the same to the others. Pierce was on his phone, asking for someone to come relieve the Captain of his duties so he could get to the Heli carriers. The Council woman sprang at him. Fighting surprisingly well. Steve could tell she was pulling punches. He quickly got tired of the fruitless fight. In the end they both had a gun on each other.
She pulled a wig off her hair, and a facial disguise mechanism, Nat glared at Steve, "What happened Steve?"
He scoffed, of course it wasn’t the real Councilwoman. Since when could people just be who they actually were? "I got tired of the lies, Romanoff. You're just as blind to it as I was. You could join us, and actually make a difference."
She sighed, sensing his jab at her disguise. Nat knew SHIELD was different from this, you just had to find the right people. "Not happening. Snap out of this, whatever they did to you, whatever they promised you. It doesn't matter, you're better than this."
Steve raised a disappointed brow, even having finally realized where he had been wrong about SHIELD it still hurt to see his friend refuse to change, "You're just like them."
Nat swallowed, then shook her head. Steve wasn’t in his right mind, he couldn’t be. Maybe he was- "Stark?"
"What about him?" Steve asked, rolling his eyes.
The window behind him blasted open, and in Steve's moment of distraction, Nat disappeared with Iron Man. She turned to Tony, "Take me to the Heli carriers. Double back for Steve, if they did brainwash him the best bet is..."
"Cognitive recalibration?" Tony asked, smirking behind his helmet, "Trademark Romanoff. I got it. You got the chips?"
"Yep." She said, patting the pocket she’d put them in. Being in the dress for fighting was rather awkward, “Do you have my bag?”
"One second,” he got closer to the carrier, “here's your stop."
He blasted through one of the barriers. Slowing down to drop Nat off, handing her the bag, then turning and flying back to the office. Nat quickly replaced one of the chips, "Sam? You read me?"
"We're a little held up here," he yelled over the comm, busy kicking the STRIKE officer while trying to break the cuffs.
"Hold still," Maria said, she shot through the lock, just in time for Sam to punch the STRIKE officer. He turned back, "You've got this?"
She looked around the room of confused officers, "Go."
"Coming to you Nat."
She went up the stairs to the main deck, stopping along the way to quickly change. Taking advantage that Sam was running late. When she made it to the deck saw one of the other carrier's getting closer to them. Sam flew up, landing. He grabbed her hand, then flew off the deck. Some jets started shooting at them. Nat rolled her eyes, “Right here is great.”
Sam glanced down at her, “You sure?”
She nodded, then let go, falling a few feet before deploying her grappling hook, landing on the deck. She jumped to her feet. The deck was entirely empty- but something told her that wasn't the case. After all, if two Quin Jets were now chasing Sam then someone still had to be guarding the main systems. A shot rang out and she ducked behind some crates. "Oh what now?"
Her attacker jumped to the side of the crates, gun raised. She dodged, then swept his legs out. On him in a second. She paused, the Winter Soldier threw her off of him, pulling another gun. She grabbed his rifle, using the end of it to hit him in the head. He stumbled a bit, ready to come back at her, but she jumped onto his shoulders, repeatedly hitting him in the head. Finally she managed to hit him hard enough that he passed out.
Steve was right about one thing, she knew more about the Winter Soldier than she had let on.
After falling to the ground with him, she left him there while she went to replace the chip. Time was of the essence.
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"Alright Rogers," Tony said as he flew back through his hole in the window, "End of the line. Snap out of it."
"Stark, I suggest you waste your time elsewhere," Steve responded, handing the gun over to Pierce and taking up his shield. Tony sighed, "Rogers, c'mon, I know you're in there."
"Go to hell, Stark."
He threw his shield. Tony knocked it away, and tried to blast Steve, but the super soldier tackled him out the window. Tony caught himself with his thrusters, but Steve jumped as well, holding his back, bringing his shield to cut out Tony's arc reactor. He didn’t have enough momentum where he was.
Tony blasted him, lightly, just to knock him off. Steve caught the helideck, and pulled himself back up. Tony needed to make a choice: Bother with Steve, or save the Council. Right now that wasn't a hard choice. With a swift fly by he knocked Steve back, then shot at Pierce. If nothing else to distract him or knock away the gun. The Council was led out by Nick Fury, but Pierce was pissed and hot on their tail. "Maria,” Tony called over his comm, “slight problem, I need you to help the council."
She rolled her eyes, from where she was, "On my way."
Having explained the predicament to remaining SHIELD agents she had little struggle when it came to getting them on her side. They kept control of the deck while she went to help out Fury.
With that done Tony looked for Steve. Who had hijacked the Helicopter and was on his way up to one of the Helicarriers. Of course he’d moved on to bigger and better missions.
"Natasha, status?" Tony asked nervously, feeling like he was about to get chewed out by her for letting Steve get away.
"One down." she replied, still on her way to the middle of the second one.
"Which one?"
"The one highest up, I took the other chip so Rogers can't replace it. Do you have a backup?"
"Yeah...why?"
"I need you on the third one." Tony breathed out in relief that he didn’t have to explain the Steve situation. One thing was for sure, he wasn’t being controlled, not by anyone in the building at the very least. Something told Tony he knew good and well what he was doing.
"Sam?"
The Falcon turned in mid air, soaring towards the second carrier, jets hot on his heels still. Tony had never met the guy in his life, apparently he was on Fury's secret list for Avenger's candidates. Tony didn't mind him, for the few minutes he'd met him. And right now he was being a huge help. And they needed that.
"You got it Romanoff. Once you're done one of us can head back to the launch point and destroy them."
Tony flew up to the third one, where Rogers was heading. He needed to get there before him, and had a feeling he wasn't going to be the one destroying these things.
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Nat pulled out the previous chip, inserting her own. She turned to head back to a place Sam could extract her, stopped by the Winter Soldier at the base of the ladder. He stared at Nat, she could tell that he wasn't intent on a mission. She'd been successful in her attack.
"What are you doing?"
"Taking down these carriers. Want to help?"
He glanced at the floor, apparently trying to look for orders- that's all he'd been used to for the last few years. Or- the last seventy. But there was nothing, but shattered memories, and some of them didn't seem like his. "I- I don't know you- I don't think-"
"James," she said, trying to replicate her voice from Red Room. It hadn't changed much, but still. Every little thing could revive a memory. His eyes widened, apparently that struck a nerve. "Did they brainwash Rogers?"
"Rogers..." the man from last night, he thought. Yes, he'd met someone named Rogers before. But brainwashing wasn't tied to anything he could currently piece together.
"I don't- I don't know."
"Will you help me bring these things down, because a lot of people are going to die if we don't." Natasha said calmly and pointedly.
He paused, but evidently sensed the severity of the situation. Nodding, he looked back at her, "What do you need?"
She kept her composure, but was happy that somewhere behind those lost eyes he had some idea of what was wrong and right. Without the trigger words controlling him he was somewhat able to realign what that was. Nat pointed out the broken window, "That helicopter is going to land up here any second, don't let him get that chip, but try not to kill him. Please, I don't think you'd like yourself if you did."
He furrowed his brow, but nodded, "Okay, what are you going to do?"
Sam flew outside the barrier, two jets chasing him. One of them shot at him, he smoothly dodged it. Nat rolled her eyes, "That's my ride."
She shot at the jets, hitting one in it's turbine, the other crashing into it. Sam flew in, he glanced at the Soldier, "Is that-"
Nat shook her head, grabbing Sam for the ride down, "Don't worry about him, let's get going."
"Fine."
Sam grabbed her and they left the carrier, soaring down to the next. James turned as he heard footsteps. His memory sparked for a second, but he couldn't decipher it. Rogers came across the walkway. He smiled, "Bucky! I can't believe this. You're with HYDRA too? I should've done this sooner."
Bucky was not a word that James could currently pull from his memory. He raised a gun, "Step back."
Steve scoffed, "It's me idiot, we're on the same side. I have to make sure that chip is still in place or Secretary Pierce's plan is going to be ruined."
This was too much, the red head telling him one thing, this guy telling him another. He wasn't sure who to trust. What to do... but killing people was wrong. He knew that somewhere in his head. He stepped in front of Steve as he tried to approach, coming up with a quick lie. "The chip is in place. I've been here guarding it."
Steve narrowed his eyes, "Let me check."
"I'm following the Secretary's orders."
If James was completely honest with himself he was a bit scared. Not only was he going against that logic, but he also didn't know who the hell he was. And that meant he didn't know what he was supposed to do. But this felt right, this felt better than some of the things he could pull out of his memory. So pushing the fear aside, and the fact that he was completely unsure about this, he put on a blank face, able to seem completely serious about the entire thing.
Steve had a lot of conflict with this idea, he knew Natasha was somewhere, but as far as he knew the Winter Soldier had been dedicated to the cause for years. It didn’t occur to him why his best friend hadn’t thought to come and bring him to the right side. Or why he didn’t seem like he remembered him in the slightest. James mentally breathed as apparently, Steve bought it, "They'll be back to check, they have another member, Iron Man, he might cause us some problems."
"We'll be ready.", he confidently replied, having no idea what Rogers was talking about.
Sure enough, the two that had previously left Bucky, and a third in flight made it back to the HeliCarrier. Iron Man, James decided, was an accurate description. He was clad in head to toe with red and gold metal, and for all he knew it wasn’t a man at all, but a robot.
While Steve was distracted, posing for a fight. James caught the red head's eye and gave a short nod. Nothing had been tampered with. She silently signaled Maria, who readied the ships to destroy each other. Steve scoffed, "Give it up Stark, you're not getting this chip."
"Oh yeah?" he responded, glancing at Nat, glad his face wasn't visible. He’d been told the whole story on his way up here, "Think again."
The ship rocked as the other carriers fired upon each other. Things fell out of place. The windows were already broken, it would be easy enough to just fall out of them. Steve turned on James, "You lied?!"
He backed up, wide eyed. Nat shot at Steve, who guarded himself with his shield. He immediately presumed that the secretary was either dead or captured, as well as the STRIKE team. If HYDRA's purpose had any chance of surviving he needed to find them both. Firing back he jumped out the hole, plunging into the ocean. James glanced back at the others, "Are you okay?"
After short nods he went against his own judgement and jumped after him. He dove down, tackling Steve mid air. Followed by a short fight before they both hit the water. James, feet first, Steve guarded by his shield. When James resurfaced he looked around for Rogers, and had his back turned when Steve sprang from the water to hit him. They both went under the water, fighting to go back up. James yanked the shield from his grip just before a wave crashed into them. The first carrier had hit the water. The next thing he knew he was on the shore, choking up water.
“I fucking hate the ocean,” he muttered to himself. He wasn’t sure whether it was entirely accurate. Given that it wasn’t even the fucking ocean, nor it’s fault that he’d been roughly thrown ashore after nearly drowning, but still.
"You have a name?"
He glanced up at the Iron Man, squinting because of the water still in his eyes. "I uh- I'm not sure."
"Okay, ‘I'm not sure’, let's get you some medical attention." The Iron Man said, offering a hand to him.
He got to his feet, still gripping the shield, "For?"
Tony rolled his eyes, evidently he hadn't realized he was bleeding. "Do you want a ride or not?"
He glanced at the endless shore, and the rough waters. What could be worse than getting his mind wiped? Or the ocean- or whatever other memories he’d forgotten and was afraid of.
"Sure, I guess."
"Hold on."
Tony lifted them both off the ground and they landed on top of a building in- wherever they were. The Red head smiled, "Glad to see you're alright James."
"So you know his name? Good," Tony said, "Anyone know where Rogers went?"
Everyone looked towards James, who shrugged in response, "I didn't see where he went after the wave hit us."
"He'll probably go for Pierce and the STRIKE team," Nat added, trying to work with his newfound strategy after defecting, "Maria said she was heading back with Fury, they got into the helicopter. Pierce escaped with STRIKE, it's hard to tell who else."
Sam glanced at James, he gaped, "Hold up."
"What?" James asked, his mind immediately thinking up ten different apologies or explanations.
"You're that guy from the museum, James- Barnes I think it was. You served in the War with Rogers."
James muttered something below his breath, his eyes widened, "I... I think I remember something like that."
Sam smiled sadly, "Sorry about Steve, but- welcome home Sergeant."
James nodded. Now something like that felt right. This felt more like him, even if he didn't know who that was yet.
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"I'm so sorry," Pierce shook his head, "I had no idea that you two knew each other, or I would've introduced you."
"Fury knows," Steve scoffed, "Nat was the one who explained to me who the Winter Soldier was. They both knew and thought nothing to tell me."
Again with the lies.
Pierce nodded, sympathetically. "Well, what do you say? We try to get your friend back before they corrupt him, and then we can move on with this and eliminate the others. They threaten everyone's freedom daily. It's time that they get put in check, and you can finally be on the right side of that, just like you deserve."
Oh this felt right. For once since he’d gone under he knew what he was fighting for. And it was just. He could get behind it knowing that he was in alignment with what he wanted. Steve smiled, "I'm ready."
Pierce nodded satisfactorily, "Rumlow, take us to the base in Sokovia. It's time to start a new plan."
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thespectralvision · 2 years
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White Vision Merch Guide
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I have a pretty sizable collection of Vision (and Scarlet Witch) merch, and often get asked about pieces available. A friend asked for a guide to all of the known White Vision merch, so I’ve put this together. 
This guide will ONLY include official Marvel items for right now. There are plenty of great fan-made pieces too, such as pins and stickers (even some cute plushies) but that is a nearly impossible search to make a comprehensive list.
I will NOT be including comics in this list, or made-to-order items like shirts and art prints, as much like fan-made items it would be almost impossible to track all of these down. Sites like Hot Topic, Box Lunch, and Disney Store have offerings if you are looking for a White Vision shirt to be printed.
I spend a lot of time in toy collector spaces and looking for items online as a hobby, and this list consists of everything I know of. If you know of a White Vision item I have missed, please let me know (so I can add it to my own collection ;) )
MCU/WandaVision Merch:
Marvel Funko WandaVision #824: Released in 2021, along with a Glow in the Dark Variant. A Diamond Edition Variant also released in 2022.
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Funko Soda Vision (White Vision Variant): These were just announced the week before I’m writing this post, and are currently a pre-order scheduled for release later in 2022. White Vision will be the chase variant in the set.
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Hasbro Marvel Legends Wave 6 - WandaVision The Vision: Released 2021, also comes with pieces to assemble wings for Captain America Sam Wilson who was part of same series.
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Hot Toys The Vision 1:6 Scale Figure: Released for pre-order in 2021, estimated release is Q3-4 2022. Looks like he will have light up effects for his power source, as well as 2 eye sets for the CATARACT look vs ‘normal’ Vision.
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Hot Toys The Vision Cosbaby: Released 2021 as part of WandaVision Hot Toys announcement.
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Iron Studios 1:4 and 1:10 Scale Statues: Pre-order announcement in 2022 with estimated release date in Q3-4 2022. There is a large 1/4 scale statue, and a smaller 1/10 scale one, but the sculpt appears to be the same for both with slightly different bases. 
1:4 Scale:
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1:10 Scale:
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Bleacher Creatures WandaVision Kuricha Pack: Plush set sold as a pack released in 2021. Plushes are bean-filled and about 8 inches tall. (The fact that they released a 2-pack of plush and it’s White Vision made me happier than it should have)
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LEGO 71031 Marvel Studios Series: One of the options found in the Marvel Studios LEGO blind bags released in 2021
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Disney Key Marvel Disney+ Mystery Series: Also released in 2021, this set is another blind-bag style collectable. There is a White Vision themed key design, as well as one for SWORD and Scarlet Witch.
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Marvel Studios 24 Pin Advent Calendar: Released in 2021, this was a holiday advent calendar with pins from the Disney+ series including WandaVision, The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, Loki, What If?, and Hawkeye. There are a few WandaVision pins, including a White Vision design.
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100% Soft Official Marvel Emoji Pins: Released in 2022, the artist who created the cute emojis found on Twitter and olther social media has released pins of the designs. White Vision was a limited edition variant of the WandaVision set.
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TeeTurtle Marvel Collection: TeeTurtle releases new designs all the time, and have 1 featuring White Vision at the time of this post.
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Hot Wheels Character Cars WandaVision The Vision: Released in 2021, part of the character car collection. 
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616 Comic-Verse White Vision:
There isn’t much White vision merch for his comic appearance that I have found, but with his introduction in the MCU we’ve seen a few pieces pop up. 
Applause PVC Marvel Figures: Released in 1990s? These pop up on Ebay and Etsy from time to time, but are difficult to find. There were a lot of Marvel characters made, including a White Vision and Scarlet Witch (Photo from my collection because I haven’t ever found a picture with packaging).
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Marvel Legends Infinite Series Target Exclusive 3-Pack: The White Vision was included in a Target Exclusive set released in 2015. The figure is pretty neat as it features a semi-transluscent paint application.
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Marvel Pin Mates The Infinity Gauntlet Set G02: Released in 2018 as a San Diego Comic Con exclusive, this set features key characters from The Infinity Gauntlet comic arc, including White Vision.
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Marvel Legends Vintage (Retro) Series Vision: Released 2022, this appears to be a reissue of the 2015 figure but with a new opaque paintjob. I love the retro-packaging on this one. There was a Scarlet Witch released with him too.
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Funko Marvel BattleWorld Vision Exclusive Edition Variant: Released in 2022, Marvel Battleworld series 3 offered a Vision themed starter kit. The Spectral Vision appears as a chase variant.
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And there we have it! I will try to update this list as new items are discovered/released. There are also a number of wonderful fan-made items you can find online through Etsy and artists personal stores, and I may create a list of items I have of that nature in the future.
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original-missif · 2 years
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The Con Job Part 1
It was the only thing Hardison had wanted for his birthday. It was the one, and only, time he'd ever get the chance at this. After all, it wasn't every day a boy turned 16 and got his foster crime family to dress up in group cosplay to go to Comic Con.
So he recycles his old Captain America costume, digs up the Winter Soldier and Black Widow costumes custom made for Eliot and Parker, and throws together Iron Man and Scarlet Witch costumes for Nate and Sophie respectively. Eliot still hates his (especially now that Hardison is making him wear the arm cover) but Parker still loves her (though Hardison made her promise not to use the working taser bracers around Nate). Sophie was always a fan of dressing up for a role and loved the Scarlet Witch costume ("It's the perfect chance to practice my Romanian accent") but Nate, ever the buzz kill, turned down wearing the whole reinforced EVA foam Iron Man costume in exchange for a simple Iron Man armour t-shirt.
"Now we all know the plan, right?" Nate said from the driver's seat of the minivan. "We're not going to wander off by ourselves, we're not going to hack any systems to get tickets to seminars, we're not going to get in any fights, we're not going to steal from the vendors' tables," he looked at Parker in the rearview mirror. "We're going to spend some time in the vendors room, go to that game discussion seminar, get dinner, and then go home. That's it."
As if they hadn't gone over the plan three times already. Honestly, outside of jobs, Nate was such a Mother Hen it put Hardison's Nana to shame.
"I've never been to a comic convention before," Sophie said excitedly from the front seat. "I mean I've been to a convention or two on a job, but never one where you dressed up as a pink witch."
"Least you don't have to wear plastic on your arm," Eliot grumbled.
"Come on man, you'll love Comic Con." Hardison said with a smile. "They got a whole section on medieval weaponry and renaissance stuff I know you like."
"I don't like medieval stuff," Eliot said, lying through his teeth.
After finding the perfect parking spot - perfectly spaced between the parking lot exit and the convention hall entrance - Hardison took the lead in directing the team through the convention, with only minor distractions. And it only took about 20 minutes of wandering the main convention hall before Nate and Sophie excused themselves (under the promise that the three teenagers stayed together) and left for who-knows-where.
He immediately led Parker and Eliot to the vendor's hall and made a beeline for the Lego's section. Hardison had had his eyes on a genuine, collector's edition Lego Star Wars Han Solo On Tauntaun (Miniland Scale) for three months now and he was going to get it today no matter what.
"You mean we're only here so you can buy a stupid toy?"
"No. We're here, Eliot, because it's my birthday and I deserve to be surrounded by my fellow adventurers and dungeon delvers for a day... And also so I can get the Star Wars collectors item I've wanted my whole life."
"You mean that collectors item?" Parker asked, pointing at a table where two con-goers exchanged a wade of cash for a Lego box.
Hardison went tunnel vision as he watched the Han Solo On Tauntaun (Miniland Scale), one of the last remaining Lego sets being sold publicly, was bought and sold before his eyes. And by some kid no less. How the hell does a ten-year-old afford a three thousand dollar collector's item anyway??
Doing his best to quell his outrage, Hardison, flanked by Parker and Eliot, approached the collector's-edition-stealing-little-gremlin. "Hey I just noticed you bought the last and only collector's edition Lego set and I was wonderin' if you'd be.... Breanna?!"
Breanna, the little ankle-biting, hacker protégé pain-in-the-neck gremlin-of-a-little-sister herself, smiled brightly. "Hey Alec! I didn't know you'd be here, and wanting to buy the same item I just did no less. What a funny coincidence."
"How the heck did you afford a three-thousand dollar item anyway? Last time I checked Nana wasn't handing out allowances in triple digits."
Eliot gawked. "You were going to spend three grand on a stupid Lego toy?"
"It's the collector's edition," Hardison and Breanna said in synch.
"And it's funny coming from you who was also going to spend three grand on this," Breanna grinned as she waved the shrink-wrapped box in Hardison's face. "Now if you excuse me I gotta meet Nana in the food court for lunch. Gonna go show off my one-in-a-million, never-to-be-seen-again collectors edition action figure to her."
Hardison watched in disbelief as his little sister backed away, making eye contact with him the whole time with a sly little smile on her face before vanishing into the crowd.
Parker leaned in close to him. "Want me to steal it from her?"
Were it any other person in this whole convention Hardison may have said yes. Would it be petty? Yes. But would it be worth it? Absolutely! It was the collectors edition Han Solo On Tauntaun (Miniland Scale) model! But was it worth stealing from his little sister when Nana was within ear-pinching distance? Hell no. Hardison wouldn't subject anyone to one of Nana's rare moments of well deserved wrath. Not even Eliot.
Hardison sighed longingly and turned away from the vendor's room. "Nah, let's just get to the game seminar."
"What about from that guy?"
"Parker what is that supposed-" Hardison looked to where the thief was pointing. Not far from where they stood was an older man in a very old, very unflattering Jedi robe and some seriously outgrown 5-o'clock patchy stubble proudly showing off a shrink-wrapped box decorated with the classic Lego symbol. Big, bolded letters on the side read Han Solo On Tauntaun (Miniland Scale).
"What the hell?!"
Eliot stormed over to the Lego vendor, "Hey how much for the Lego man and alpaca thing?"
The vendor, a sleezy, David Cross-looking man in a grey sweater and unfortunately stained sweatpants, looked around as if to make sure there were no other interested parties outside of Eliot. "The Han Solo On Tauntaun miniland scale model? Well I only have one, and the usual going price is about six grand but for you, young man... I'm willing to sell for four."
Eliot gave the man the stink eye, "Never mind," and stalked back over to Parker and Hardison, pulling them away from the table. "This guy's a hustler."
Dang it! Hardison thought. Three months he'd been tracking down a buyer for the collector's edition model, and just when he'd finally found one it turned out the guy was selling fakes. It was just his luck that they'd somehow found a conman on a day off from jobs. And on his birthday no less!
Thoroughly bummed about the fake Han Solo On Tauntaun (Miniland Scale), and even more-so enraged that his sister got played, Alec said "We gotta find Breanna."
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For the fanfiction ficlet prompt request, Sam/Bucky OR Sam/Steve with "Are those red lace panties?"
"It was laundry day. Quit laughing..."
Ask and ye shall receive!
For @downwarddnaspiral
Author’s note: Knoughty Underthangs is a made up underwear brand I came up with, and I might use in future fics. XD. Thanks for the prompt @downwarddnaspiral ! I made it more flirty than smutty because I had to entertain my parents who came in while I was describing the undies XD.
It started out as a gag gift, one of those “ha ha ha… you’re hilarious,” teasing between two friends who may not be best friends with a history.
Before things had advanced.
It was Bucky’s birthday when Sam slid the smaller package onto his lap. Sam’s real gift had already been opened, and Bucky was brought into a cheery mood from the celebration, the cake and ice cream long since devoured, the seasonal rain tapping a homely harmony on the roof of the Wilson’s residence.
It was just them, Sarah stepped out for a call, and the boys, after being worn out of a day of fun with their favorite uncles, had already gone to bed.
The perfect time for Sam to give Bucky his gag gift.
“For me?” Bucky asked, lifting the small box and giving it a theatrical shake before opening it, “Why I don’t know what to say…”
Sam smirked, and Bucky suddenly knew something was up, he wasn’t wisecracking, which meant he didn’t want to give away the surprise.
It said a lot about the amount of trust the two men had already built up that Bucky’s mind didn’t jump to “BOMB!” in the package and instead it was “oh no, is this some ugly winter soldier merch?”
It wasn’t a bomb.
And it wasn’t any merchandise celebrating the worst time of his life (seriously why was there a winter soldier teddy bear sold to toddlers?!).
It was both better and worse.
“What the fuck is this shit?!” Bucky hissed lifting up the box under the wrapper and he suddenly understood Sam’s uncharacteristic silence as he had his phone up, recording Bucky’s face journey as he displayed Knoughty Underthangs ™ Falcon Red Winged Panties.
It could have been worse, Knoughty Underthangs had a ton of Avengers themed undergarments, from a ton of bras and panties inspired by the Black Widow and Scarlet Witch, to Iron man short shorts, and a Steve Rogers inspired “America’s Ass” panties with a star shaped ass window in the back. The company was behind the times, a little as they were trying to negotiate with Sam for an updated Captain America lingerie line, and there was a Winter Soldier themed underwear line that was mostly straps and gags, and something Bucky doubted he’d ever be comfortable to wear.
“Happy birthday,” Sam said behind the camera with a snicker.
“You. Are. An. Asshole.”
Captain America lost his composure, and Bucky joined in. 
And that was it, Bucky took the box home, shoved it into a drawer when he got home, and forgot about it for a few months.
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It had been several months since Bucky’s Birthday, and Sam had almost forgotten that he had gotten Bucky those undergarments, that was until they had a mission come up on a day they were supposed to have off.
Sam was able to drop everything briefly and he rushed into the locker room to change into his Captain America gear, until something bright caught his eye.
Bucky was reaching into his locker to grab his shirt and pants, standing there in his socks and underwear, and that underwear was knitted to cling to his sculpted buttocks, the lace was patterned to show off feathers and wings, the primary feathers cupping around each butt cheek  drawing the eye to the shape, and to the center which covered the crack, the cut was surprisingly flattering.
Sam wasn’t sure why he was surprised, he was expecting Bucky to get rid of it, or forget about it, but then again he gave a Depression era boy a piece of clothing.
So it was time to do some playful ribbing.
“Are those red lace panties?” Sam asked, pretending he didn’t recognize them.
Bucky pulled back from the locker, his shirt partially pulled on, the bottom hem scrunched over his pectorals as he looked back and pulled the shirt down before grabbing the pants.
“It was laundry day,” Bucky defended, “Quit laughing.”
Sam fought down a chuckle, “I’m not laughing, but I am flattered.”
“F-flattered?” Bucky asked before he remembered what red panties he owned, and he pulled on his pants with an eye roll, “Well I can flatter you more when we’re done with the mission.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” Sam sassed back.
“I don’t threaten, but I do promise.” Bucky whispered before he ducked out of the locker room, leaving his boyfriend behind to get ready for the mission quickly.
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