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purifiedclitoris69 · 10 months

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When to Give Up - 3

A/n: Thank you for the support on the last one, it’s nice to see people enjoying the story.. Again hope you enjoy ;)

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Descriptions of Violence, Torture, Angst.

Word Count: 2.1k

Steve and Bobbi sat in the pilot seats as Maria began the briefing.

“Now from the flash drive, we know Strucker was the one conducting the experiments,” Maria began pulling up pictures, “after more intel was gathered, Daniel Whitehall has also been connected to Y/l/n.”

“My team and I were able to get Whitehall a year back,” Bobbi said, getting up from her seat and joining.

“Now we all know Stucker doesn’t go into the field,” Maria added, “so Yelena and Kate strung up handlers, and a specific one stuck out, “Marcus Scarlotti,” another picture was pulled.

“He was previously an assassin for Hydra,” Bobby said, “after their fall he’s been moved up the ranks.”

“You still haven’t told us where we’re going,” Natasha huffed impatiently. She needed to see you; she hadn’t been able to breathe properly since figuring it all out. Getting closer to wherever you are is making her antsier and antsier.

“Romanoff,” Steve warned.

“She’s right they are moving a little slow,” Wanda added in defense to Nat.

“--Sydney,” Bobby interrupted before Steve could say anything, “We are going to Sydney, Australia.”

“They’re another deal Hydra’s planning to make, at these docks,” Maria pulled up a map, “weapons exchange, alliance, ambush, we don’t know.”

“They’re back in a cockroach stage,” Bobbi added, “ we’re essentially going in blind, our mission is to retrieve Y/n, which is our only mission.” Natasha nodded.

“30 mins out,” Steve announced getting up and joining them, “this isn’t going to be easy. Hydra is very desperate right now, and the Y/n down there isn’t ours. We need to be very careful.”

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They had landed on one of the adjacent buildings, putting the jet into stealth mode.

“How you doing,” Bobbi approached Nat, loading up the last of their toolbelts.

“I don’t know,” Nat breathed.

“We just have to stay focused,” Bobbi tried to comfort, feeling bad for blaming her, “I want her back too.”

“Alright, time to get into positions,” Steve said getting ready to drop the hanger door.

Bobbi stayed on the building as a sniper. Maria and Natasha moved down to the site with Wanda and Steve, as Wanda and him approached closer.

No one had arrived yet, the docks we’re eerily quiet, with the gentle waves against the shore wall. It had felt like ages before anyone had said anything.

“Targets approaching,” Bobbi announced through the comms, “About 30 klicks North.”

“What’s the visual,” Natasha questioned.

“3 Black Escalades, look to be bullet proof.” Bobbi answered.

“Get the zipline set up in case we need help,” Steve spoke as the cars got closer and closer. Bobbi shot down a zipline to a nearby shipping crate, just out of site.

“2 klicks,” she updated as they began to hear cars approach.

The three stopped in a line and the driver door to the front car opened followed by all the others. Multiple well-built guards had gotten out looking around and going to the middle car. The driver seat had opened revealing another guard; the back window rolled down as Natasha’s breath caught, hoping to see you. The person had reached out quickly as the guard handed them a phone.

“Asian male, looked to be maybe mid-20s and loaded,” Bobbi informed, “and it looks like we got a semi about 25 klicks out.”

“Can we get a visual inside,” Steve asked

“They’re weapons” Bobbi answered.

“Where’s Y/n,” Natasha blurted out.

“She’ll be here, Romanoff,” Steve said as the semi pulled up.

“I-,” lights began to flicker, all the cars had shut off.

“Shit,” Maria whispered. It felt like the shadows were growing. It had all gone dark, as the lights came back, Scarlotti and a handful of once again well-built tall men had appeared.

“That was creepy,” Bobbi stated as all the attention moved to Scarlotti and the other hydra henchmen, but where were you.

The young Asian man had finally exited the car, “Can we get facial recognition on him,” Steve asked instantly.

“Cristanto Gui,” Bobbi answered, “26 and very rich.”

“I don’t like the way this is starting to feel guys,” Wanda voiced,” something’s off.”

“What do you mean,” Steve looked at her, “can you feel someone.”

“Wanda,” Nat called, “is she here?”

“I don’t know something’s just off,” Wanda mumbled.

“Bobbi, what’s the visual on the last SUV,” Steve asked receiving no response, “Bobbi,” he questioned again, “Hill, try and get ahold of Bobbi, Wanda get ready to move in.”

“but we don’t have a sight on Y/n,” Nat said to Maria.

“I don’t think that’s the mission anymore,” Maria said pulling out equipment to try and get a visual on Bobbi. Natasha had began to feel watched, ensuring her gun was loaded she scanned their surroundings, stopping at a dark corner.

There you stood, just before the light, completely in black, with black residue trailing behind you like smoke. A slick black mask covered your face completely as you watched emotionlessly Natasha make eye contact with you.

“Hill,” Nat spoke softly pointing her gun at you as you formed a decent dagger from the dark matter surrounding you.

“Shit, shit, shit,” all hell broke out. Maria dropped the equipment drawing at you as the sudden movement caused you to disappear into black cloud and appear to the side of them. Gun fire was heard from every direction. You disarmed the two agents quickly but they put up a decent fight even with you appearing and reappearing, but not decent enough. You had them on the floor, Maria balling up in pain and Natasha freshly coughing on the floor. You walked slowly to Maria forming another knife. You had gotten closer and closer getting ready to stab her, as a high pitch siren interrupted. A new stark addition, causing you to drop to the ground and cover your ears in pain.

Thrashing around on your knees, you heard the helicopter approach. It was the getaway plan, they were leaving you, they had gotten their weapons. You looked at the device making the noise, summoning all your strength to go back into your dark matter state. Teleporting to the device and crushing it with your powers. The Scarlet Witch and Captain America ran toward you as the helicopter pulled up the ladder and began to leave. You shook your head, trying to think straight, as you drew up another dark matter sword.

"Y/n," Nat spoke picking herself up off the ground as all eyes were now on the both of you, Steve with his shield raised, Wanda's magic coursing around her fingers, and Maria's hand back on a gun, "it's Natalia," A part of you yearned for her in a way you didn't recognize. Everyone was breathing heavily awaiting your next move. Where you y/n? Why do you need to be so close to this Natalia?

The Scarlet Witch approached closer, but you weren't dumb. You had been briefed on all threats. You knew what they were cable of, but no one knew what you were. The clouds of dark matter trailing around you grew, as they all froze and watched. Beings began forming from the matter, twisted shadows crawling out of your cloud. You and your demon things charged at all of them. You specifically going for Wanda. She had risen above you, attempting to get a hit on you but you skillfully teleported all around. Throwing punch after punch at everyone; teleporting right beside Wanda, wrapping yourself around her, and throwing her into a shipping container. Everyone on the floor, you called your beings back, as they all crawled back into the smoke they came from. You drew back your swords staring at the destruction you caused. It was wrong. It had always felt wrong, but looking at The Black Widow on the ground before you in pain, had the whispers in your head screaming at you, your eyes brimming with tears behind your faceless dark mask.

Wanda had gotten back up, the container creaking with her movements, “jesus that hurt,” she mumbled standing up straight and looking at you. You stood there confused, she wasn’t suppose to have this much stamina, endurance. You tried to react quickly getting ready to throw a dagger at her but with your lack of attention, she was able to use her power to contain you, keeping you in place. You looked around as they all started getting up off the ground. You can’t get captured again, you start thrashing, heart speeding up, you don’t know what they’ll do. The widow slowly limped over as you continued thrashing.

“Easy, Y/n,” she soothed successfully, you stopped thrashing, breathing still heavy. She began reaching towards your mask, once again everyone watching. You fell deep into her eyes, that perfect emerald green, she stared right back. Not realizing her hands had reached your mask, she turned it to unclick, revealing you, your sad tired eyes and your freshly busted lip. She smiled softly at you reaching a hand to cup your face.

“Go to hell,” you gritted expelling enough dark matter to cut through Wanda’s energy and send everyone back to the ground.

You landed crouched on the floor, grabbing your mask and leaving. As you began to walk away, a strong jet engine was heard above you. You watched from afar as one of their jets hovered above the damage. Watching agents drop down and retrieve the injured team, you didn't know what to do. Natasha watched in the same way, laying on the floor, she had known you were still watching in the shadows.

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They were all helped into the Quinjet one by one, seeing Bobbi stabilized on the med table from a stab wound. As the med team treated them, they sat in silence.

Natasha was hurting, physically hurting, and not her injuries, not her back where you slammed her into the metal barrels, or her shins to which you swiped to take her down, her chest. Her heart felt like it was being constricted and her throat burning with a sob. She was close. She knew you were still in there. If you weren't why didn't you take them out, her, Bobbi, the whole team? You recognized them...in some way you recognized them. She had to believe that.

Wanda moved to sit next to Natasha, "How are you feeling, Nat, your mind is loud." She looked at Wanda too tired to scold her for listening to her thoughts. Wanda leaned her head on Nat's shoulder, providing some comfort," she's in there, Tash, I felt it."

It was reassuring to hear, but where were you now. You were right there, right infront of her and now you’re gone again. It could be weeks, months before they get another lead.

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You had teleported to an empty landing strip in the deep fields of Australia. Arriving in the hangar, you saw the semi of weapons that we were after, as well as the main target. The chemical dispersion device, the one that Gui had constructed personally. You approached quietly as groups of people spoke in different areas of the hanger.

"You made it," Scarlotti approached walking out of a tent set up in the hanger," Strucker's here," he grinned, your jaw clenching under your mask.

"There's my masterpiece," Strucker greeted as you entered the tent," let's take of the mask shall we." You followed instructions without hesitation, untwisting the mask once more.

"They weren't all there, we’re trying to find out now how they knew," Scarlotti stated leaning against the desk behind Strucker.

"Beautiful," he said circling you, "everything's on track," you began to zone out as they talked more, your mind flashing back to the widow on the ground repeatedly. More specifically the urge you had to you don't know..help her. Your knee was kicked in to make you kneel, "Agent Shadow, are you not present," Strucker questioned.

"Natalia," you spoke softly.

"Agent Shadow," Strucker called making you look up at him.

"i hurt her."

"that was the plan," Scarlotti said confused as Strucker began to pace, "What is happening," tears began to form in your eyes as flashes of dreams? memories? ran through your head, all containing Natalia Romanova.

"Tell the doctors to prep the chair," Strucker sighed rubbing his forehead, you blinked away the tears as Scarlotti walked away to do so and two of the better-built henchmen came to lift you from your knees and carry you to the blender. They stripped you of your suit, leaving you in your sports bra and combat pants, you were there for them to do whatever to you. Feeling the straps secure around you, you helplessly and hopelessly lean back, opening your mouth for the mouth guard. The machine buzzed on, the headpiece secured in place, you bit down on the mouthpiece letting out screams once more.

#enhanced!reader #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha angst #marvel fanfic #marvel #natasha x y/n #natasha x you #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff

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fantasy-the-final-frontier · 9 months

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I’m on my (third?) watch of Agents of Shield, currently on 2x08, The Things We Bury. And it just occurred to me how good the parallel stories are in this episode in particular, all centering around the title.

(This breakdown got a lot more in-depth than I was expecting, so I’m putting the rest under a cut)

Storyline 1: the backstory of Daniel Whitehall. Shortly after finding a person (Jiaying) who can survive contact with the Obelisk, Whitehall and his men are captured by the Allied forces (as seen in 2x01). After being interrogated by Peggy Carter, Whitehall is consigned to a Shield prison for life. But that is not his end - HYDRA members release him from prison decades later, where he can continue his research on the Obelisk, experiment on Jiaying, and work his way to the position he holds in HYDRA in the modern day.

Whitehall: We could learn so much together.

Peggy: Instead we’ll forget. Forget you, forget your work. When I leave no one else will come. No one to hear your stories, study your deadly artifacts. You’ll be buried.

Whitehall: I seriously doubt that. Nothing stays buried forever.

Storyline 2: Grant Ward kidnaps his older brother Christian to have an emotional confrontation about their abusive past. They go to the site of the well (from episode 1x08), where Grant forces Christian to unearth it. The entire time, the brothers accuse each other of gaslighting and manipulation, blaming the other for the events of that day. Once the well is revealed, Grant threatens Christian until his brother confesses to forcing Grant during the incident at the well. The storyline ends with a news story reporting the deaths of Christian and his parents.

Christian: The well. You still blame me for the well. We both know that it was you who nearly killed Thomas down there.

Grant: Do you sleep better telling yourself that?

Christian: You know, I don’t know what crazy lies that you have built up all these years, but the well doesn’t even exist anymore. It’s gone. Mom and Dad buried it.

Grant: (pause) Oh, no. They just covered it up.

Storyline 3: the search for the alien city. Taking inspiration from Fury, Coulson decides to one-up HYDRA by putting in place a series of dominoes that will gain him access to a satellite. This allows the team to locate the alien city,

Coulson: We may actually have a shot at finding the city.

Skye: Are you sure it’s something you wanna dig up?

Coulson: If we don’t, HYDRA will. We need to get there first.

I just love the juxtaposition between the three storylines! From figurative digging into Bakshi and archived Shield files in storyline 1, to literal digging in storyline 2, to the city in storyline 3 being underground, all are about the things that get buried (hence the title) but not destroyed. Usually “bury” implies a final ending, as in burying a body, but this episode shows that buried is not the same as forgotten.

Daniel Whitehall is able to gain a new life and new identity. The well is unearthed and the Ward brothers’ past is laid bare. The alien city, which was lost for thousands of years, is discovered. And to dig more into storyline 1, Whitehall’s background in 2x08 teases parts of Skye’s background - more past which was buried (redacted by Shield) that is now being revealed. Jiaying’s barely-living body is dumped in a ditch in lieu of a burial, and in 2B we learn she was nursed back to health. The buried live once more.

Season 2A is all about the past coming back in full force to influence the present, and this episode is chock-full of that theme. More specifically, parts of the past that were supposed to be hidden or forgotten, parts which are demanding themselves to be known again.

This right here is the Good Shit™️, aka my favorite part of this show, and I’m so fucking pumped!

#agents of shield #aos meta #agents of shield season 2 #the things we bury #god I love season 2 so much #there are several different ongoing storylines that are developed and paced wonderfully #and episodes like this highlight the themes between them #there’s so much surprising depth to this show!!!

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amarriageoftrueminds · 5 months

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I'm convinced that miss Brexit herself knew about Bucky being TWS and probably saw him in that chair, looked him in the eye, and said nothing. And knowing what I know about her, she probably had a sick thrill seeing the person Steve wanted more than her beaten down and brutalised. It makes me furious.

*EDIT*

What If...? season 2 confirmed she did know, and would have no problem using Bucky as Hydra did.

Original answer:

She may be stupid and oblivious...

(see, eg: not being able to spot a real spy outside a secret lab, not being able to spot that a real spy is living next door until they're kissing her on the mouth, needing to have how many sides a cube has explained to her, needing Jarvis to explain that she shouldn't throw a large heavy object out of a window while she's handcuffed to it, not understanding how interrogation / lying works in her short film, etc. etc.)

...But she's far too nosy not to find out for decades!

Especially not when Howard already knows (meta here and here), and Zola's working in the same place as her, under her employ (which she insisted nobody else but she had control over, in her Ant Man cameo... where she's working with another Hydra agent, Mitchell Carson).

And when she is personally, singularly responsible for hiring not just Zola but the other Hydra scientist personally responsible for the WS mind-control program (Johann Fennhoff).

Unlike her irrelevance to Steve's story, (that 'failing the sexy lamp test' I've banged on about before), she is absolutely instrumental in bringing about Bucky's WS arc. In fact, if you deleted the character entirely, Steve's arc would be no different at all but Bucky's would be immeasurably improved!

(And her being instrumental in the WS program creation means, as a knock on consequence, that if you delete her you'd also free a lot of the Black Widows, and possibly also Taskmaster, since Dreykov was only able to keep them enslaved with research stolen from the WS program. Yikes. And she's known about the Red Room child victims already since the 1940s.)

Her What If episode has Peggy casually hinting at having tortured Zola... whom she happily works with in her next What If episode. And that Ant Man cameo has her telling SS Officer Werner Reinhardt/Daniel Whitehall that she considers his work "valuable" and worth hiring him for (in the exact circumstances she worked with Zola in What If). And Reinhardt later goes on to torture people (though no doubt he had tortured people already during the war). So canon strongly suggests she's got no problems with torture.

And if Howard was there with his buddy 'Arnie', torturing Bucky, (pretty likely, since he's the one with WS in the 90s) the way Peggy lets Howard get away with doing bad things without criticism in CATFA, (which they ineptly tried to retcon in her show), suggests she'd just do the same over.

To play devil's advocate for a moment, though:

Due to the strong vein of misogyny that runs through the writing of this character (AKA, men writing what they think are strong female characters), there is a certain amount of evidence to support a reading where Peggy really is just an oblivious posh twerp?

A white feminist nepobaby glass ceiling hire, brought in under the auspices of Daddy / Daddy's Friend the Senator / Fiancee in Home Office / Brother in Old Boys Network / Millionaire Sugar Daddy / dining out off Alleged Ex Flame's Fame, etc. Basically just there to catch the heat for the men who don't listen to her (the real movers and shakers), because she's conveniently stupid and well connected, and too arrogant to believe that anybody else could possibly be in charge while she's around.

But her serial incompetence is more an accident of the writing than what they were actually aiming for. What they were aiming for, and think they've achieved, is 'Peggy is the boss of Everyone and can do everything the men can do, backwards in high heels!!' Where 'everything' means 'decades of Nazi collaboration and condoning torture.' 😬

Her own show demonstrates that she's happy to free villains and work with them, multiple times (or perhaps, that she's stupid enough to fall for it when villains transparently goad her into freeing them? 🤔). Because she cares most about her own pride; about showing off and looking good ('I, however, am not afraid of you') so as not to be thought inferior to the men whose respect she can't admit she desperately craves. Far more important than something boring like keeping people safe, or doing her actual job. 🥱 Beneath her dignity!

(Try to picture consummate spy Natasha doing any of this! Or Coulson! 😂)

So, if you did believe in an an 'oblivious bullying posh idiot / scapegoat hire' reading, I can easily see a scenario where Peggy finds out that Bucky is alive, and is being tortured, and simply has no problem with it just because some SHIELDra employee tells her he's a Bad Man.

She never knew Steve or Steve's friends well enough to see the nonsense in that, after all. And according to her show, the only reason Steve himself had any moral sense, she believes, is because she was there to provide him 'courage, strategy, and moral guidance.'

(The fact that Steve always did the exact bleedin' diametric opposite of whatever she said, if he listened at all... doesn't seem to have occurred to her?? 🤔)

So can't you just picture a scene where she, Saint Margaret, sanctimoniously lectures poor Bucky on being a terrible person, while he's strapped into the electric chair, not understanding who she is or what he's done wrong? 😥 (No doubt followed by her flouncing off dramatically, thinking she's done the Men's Job for them.)

Canonically, as per CATFA, she lacks the requisite humility and common sense to realise that someone (anyone!) could matter more to Steve than her (which, after all, isn't hard; they never even went on a date.) But there's something about the sinister way they have her stepping into Bucky's shoes, even taking over his war record, without ever mentioning him (other than to sneer at a radio show character with his story but her name).

A Watsonian explanation of this is that, subconsciously, Peggy does recognise Bucky's greater importance to Steve, and wishes he had never existed. Probably the Rat writers projecting onto her! 🙄

#shieldra founders #long post #antipeggy #antisteggy #cynthia glass #p*ggy meta #mcu critical #steggy is hydra trash party #meta #mcu meta #toAyourQ #dat's me #hey nonny #bucky barnes #bucky meta #mcu #ngl CATFA kinda reads like a lying cash-grab biography of a GreatMan written by a groupie who wants ppl to think GreatMan dated her #there may come a day where I can answer an anon ask about pggy in a brief paragraph... but it is not this day 😔#remember folks: REBLOG 🔁 / DON'T JUST LIKE 🤍

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winterbonesthings · 9 months

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Feel the ghost in your chest by Rainbow_WinterBones

Summary:

Bucky remembers his past and watches a video about it.

Rating:

Mature

Archive Warning:

Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category:

M/M

Fandom:

The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV)

Characters:

James "Bucky" Barnes

Daniel Whitehall

Brock Rumlow

Helmut Zemo

Additional Tags:

Reverse HTP Vibes

Beating

Brainwashing

Brock Rumlow Needs a Hug

Brock Rumlow is Brainwashed

Language: English

Series: ← Previous Work Part 16 of Wet Nightmares

Stats:

Published: 2023-07-12

Words: 685

Chapters: 1/1

#hi #i'm the problem it's me #bucky tag #winter soldier tag #bucky barnes #rumlow tag #winterbones

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backgroundagent3 · 1 year

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AoS Villain Showdown.

#polls #agents of shield #aos #aos villain showdown #daniel whitehall #kara palamas #agent 33 #aos polls #agents of shield polls #background agent 3

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sunflowersoldat · 2 years

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All is Fair~ Blood & Brothers

How Bucky met Peter ;)

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Series Summary: Family is important, but so is the Family business. Everyone has secrets, some are deadly. You’re the best in the business, but no one knows who you are. Tensions are high, will you raise the stakes or fold under pressure?

Series Warnings: 18+! Mentions of blood and violence, bad language words, smut, manipulation, gaslighting, death, trauma, please follow the warnings for each chapter.

Chapter warnings: 18+ Only! Violence and threats. Bad language words, angst, mentions of torture, blood.

Pairing: Mob!Steve x Assassin!Stark!reader

Word count: approx. 1.9K

A/N: Let me know what y'all think. I really hope y'all enjoy the look into Bucky and Peter's past! feedback is always welcome, let me know your favorite part. Kinda get a small look at how Steve was when he first took over the mantle.

Five years ago-

Bucky flipped his collar against the snow and icy wind, his target, Daniel Whitehall, barely visible even though he was mere feet in front of him. Buck strained his eyes as he kept his gaze on the footprints in the snow, eyes flickering back to the darkened outline ahead of him.

Steve and the rest of the heads had agreed to let him tail the Red Skull’s right hand, at least that is what the intel they were given said. Bucky thought back to the family meeting Odin had called, the white haired Don was fuming. Hydra had broken into one of the vaults and drained the entire mob of their savings, well not the entire mob, Steve and Howard had been smart enough to have an account offshore that held a good chunk, just in case.

He pulled his coat closer, this cold was starting to get to him, but he couldn't go back to the families with his tail between his legs, to embarrass Steve in such a way. If he couldn't pull this off, Odin’s favorite son would be tasked with the assignment instead.

Thor.

Bucky wasn’t a fan, but that wasn't surprising, he wasn't a fan of anyone. Steve had been the special exception, they grew up together, brothers in everything but blood. But that didn't mean Bucky received special treatment, no, if anything, Steve was harder on him. And right now, Bucky and Sam were both gunning for the position as Steve's Right Hand, this was his chance to prove himself.

Whitehall turned down an alley. Keeping his distance, Bucky slunk against the brick wall, peeking around the corner. Two men stood in a half circle, Whitehall joining them, around a heap of… Bucky couldn’t tell what they were standing around.

“What do we do with’em?” the taller of the men asked no one in particular.

“He’s useless to us, the Skull has ordered he’d be taken care of.” Whitehall replied hastily, as he looked around cautiously.

Dark chuckles filled the alley, the heap moved slightly, earning it a kick from the taller man, “Ya hear that kid? We’re gonna dump ya in the river, gonna sleep with the fishes.”

The heap groaned, lifting its head, a mess of curly hair damp from the snow, his face beaten and bleeding, the snow beneath him a deep shade of red, “Please, I’ll fix it… I’ll fix it… please, my aunt…”

Another harsh kick landed against his abdomen, the shortest kneeling, a fistfull of the kid's hair in his grasp, his head craning painfully to meet their gazes, “Oh don’t worry, your beautiful aunt will have company soon…” From his position at the end of the alley, Bucky watched a predatory smile split the man's lips.

Whitehall turned from the men, walking back down the alley, “Clean up your messes, the Skull won’t tolerate incompetence. Let me know when it is done.”

Whitehall emerged from the alley, making his way farther down the street. Buck knew he should follow Whitehall, but he couldn't leave this kid to die at these animals’ hands. Taking a deep breath he said goodbye to the Right Hand position as he watched his breath cloud in front of him, before rounding the corner, gun raised. The taller of the men had a gun aimed at the kid, the shorter one turning to Bucky, “Hey pal, get outta here, this doesn't concern you!”

Bucky’s eyes were cold as they met the short man’s, “Actually it does.” Three shots rang in the air, the snow swallowing most of the soundwaves.

The first shot landed between the eyes of the shorter man, the second taking the gun from the taller man’s hand, then a clean shot to his knee. The man dropping into the snow, his pained howls silenced as Bucky’s fist and gun collided with his face.

Bucky immediately knelt to check on the kid, gently cradling his head in his hands, “Oh kid, what have you gotten yourself into?” his fingers slipping to the kids pulse, a weak beat thrummed under the surface, “Stay with me kid.”

He removed his phone from his pocket, placing it between his ear and shoulder, as he picked up the kid, Wade answered, “Howling Commandos–”

“Stuff it Wilson, I need you to pick me up, I’ve got a snack for ya…” Bucky gave a disgusted look to the man unconscious in the snow.

“Oooohhh is it a Cephalopod snack?”

Bucky grinned, “It sure is. Think you can make him squeal?”

Wade laughed cruelly, “With pleasure.”

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Bucky paced around the warehouse, he had called in a favor from Dr. Cho, who seemed more than happy to help Bucky save the kid from the brink of death. He was fine with losing the Right Hand position, but he wasn't fine with the embarrassment he knew he brought down on Steve.

“Would you quit that nervous shit? I can’t focus, I can practically taste your eagerness to please Daddy Steve.” Wade snapped, his knife sliding along the whetstone with a high pitched *sshhk* *sshhk* *sshhk*

Stopping, Bucky turned, glaring at Wade, who had pulled a chair to sit in front of the subject, “Wilson if you don't shut the fu–”

The side door to the warehouse opened, Steve walked through, in his black slacks, white button down, his long black chesterfield coat draped across his shoulders, leather gloves covered his hands. His eyes met Bucky’s, the intensity of his stormy eyes causing Bucky to lower his head. Bucky respected Steve, he had for a long time, in a way that only most people were beginning to adopt as well. He respected the man, not only because he was his brother and boss, but because he knew what he was capable of. Raised to be probably the most successful mob boss in the history of New York. Most people only believed he was in power because his parents died, but Bucky knew better, Steve had beat his old man out of the position years ago, and had been calling the shots long before they died. He just allowed Joseph to keep up appearances, they didn't need the whole of New York thinking there was weakness in the Rogers house.

They were toe-to-toe now, Steve’s brow quirked, as he began to roll his sleeves, “Wanna tell me what the hell happened?”

Bucky swallowed hard, “I lost Whitehall…”

Scoffing Steve leaned closer, “I can see that Buck. Care to…” he sniffed glancing around, “explain to me how that happened?”

It was presented as a question, but Bucky knew better, Steve’s gloved hand gently caressed his face. Bucky stood deathly still, waiting, Steve raised both brows, “Well pal?”

Bucky cleared his throat, “Well–”

“Mr. Barnes, he is going to be alright.” Dr. Cho’s voice rose above Steve’s as she walked through the office door, she froze as she lifted her gaze from her bloodied gloves, “Oh, I’m sorry…”

Steve’s gaze flicked to her, then back to Bucky, “Who's going to be alright?”

Bucky swallowed, “I… uh. I saved a kid…”

Steve’s demeanor softened, “Is that why you lost Whitehall?”

Bucky nodded slowly, “They were gonna kill him, Steve.”

Steve patted Bucky’s cheek lightly, “Show me.”

Bucky moved towards the office, following Dr. Cho, to find the kid lying asleep on the office couch, his stomach “He’s no older than thirteen, from the looks of him, Mr. Barnes. You got him to safety just in time.”

He took a step closer, “Has he said anything?”

She shook her head, “No, he's been unconscious since I finished patching him, must've passed out from the pain. Poor child, wondering what he was doing mixed up with Hydra.”

Bucky turned to Steve, “Look pal, I’m sorry, I couldn’t just leave ’em–”

Steve placed his hand on Bucky’s shoulder shaking his head, “Don’t apologize for having mercy. It’s what separates us from Hydra, Buck.”

“Yeah, but I failed you, Odin will send Thor because of my incompetence.”

Steve bobbed his head, “Probably, but who's to say we won't get to Red Skull first.” a smirk pulled at his lips.

“How are we gonna do that?”

Shrugging Steve went back into the main hall, “Pretty sure you brought Wade a snack…” he gazed at Bucky, “What do you say Right Hand, think this scumbag has the info we’re looking for?”

Bucky drew his brows together, “Punk?”

Steve chuckled at his shock, “Couldn't imagine anyone else by my side…” he nodded back to the office where the kid was sleeping, “You made the right decision. Whether Odin sees it that way or not, I do. Let’s get the bastard that is vile enough to order a hit on a child.”

Bucky’s lips curled in a malicious smile, turning towards Wade and the subject, it was time to work, “Hey Snack!”

—

The subject they had detained happened to be none other than the third in command under Red Skull, Heinz Kruger, and it turns out that he wasn't good with knife wounds. Or Wade was just really adept with a knife, either way, he sang like a canary. Red Skull turned out to be Johann Schmidt, Bucky smiled as he pulled up to the establishment Kruger had given him as Red Skull’s base of operations, Club Hypnosis, he scoffed at the cliché name.

It was past midnight, but the club was still thriving, the multicolored lights flashing behind the closed security door, leaning against the wall, he banged on the door, causing a Hydra goon to step out. Taking the opportunity, Bucky grabbed him, disarming him, then shoving the goons own knife into his throat, he left him in the alley as he slipped through the door.

The thump of the music disguising Bucky’s suppressed shots as he expertly took down the security on the way to the main office upstairs. Irate voices rose from behind the door, he recognized Whithall’s and the other he assumed was Johann, “Idiot! We will never be anything more than what we are if we cannot even kill a child!”

“Herr Schmidt, he will understand, we cannot just keep cleaning his messes, the other families will start to question–”

Checking his ammunition, Bucky burst through the door, “Hello boys… the kid sends his regards.”

Two shots left Bucky’s gun, each hitting their mark between both the sons of bithches eyes, he picked up his phone, dialing Steve, “Steve, it’s done” He whispers, shooting Johann one more time in the chest, “For the kid” he whispers, walking from the club, the party goers not aware of the death that now stained the floors. He made his way back to his home; to his brothers.

—

Bucky trudged through the door to the family mansion, the house was quiet, aside from the soft whispers and laughter coming from the kitchen, quietly he made his way there, standing quietly in the doorway.

Steve sat at the bar, the kid sitting next to him, Alpine resting quietly in the kid’s lap, “So Peter, where are you from?” Steve asked, taking a bite of the ice cream in front of him.

Peter. That was his name. He wasn't just a nameless victim, and as long as Bucky was breathing, he would always be protected.

Around a spoonful of Rocky Road, Peter answered, “Qu… Queens, Mr. Rogers.” Bucky smiled, as he watched Steve initiate the kid into the House of Rogers. Bucky’s heart swelled, he now had two little brothers to keep an eye on, to protect with his life.

~Welcome Home Queens~

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So Marvel made Agents of SHIELD not technically “MCU Canon” and in the show there are discontinuities revolving around Thanos.

I’m bored and just somehow got sucked back into AOS despite being in like three other fandoms, so I’m just going to put down my headcanons for the differences.

Everything under the tag because it got a bit long.

MCU:

Project Deathlok is a failure and John Garrett dies somewhere in a secret base.

Without anyone’s support, Raina’s persuasive ability can only get her so far. Her death appears in the newspapers as an open-and-shut murder case.

Ward wastes whatever potential he could have had in the prison system. He’s unfortunate enough to have been in New York in 2012 and an errant blast from a Chitauri ship kills him.

Ironically, in the same city, at the same time, a twenty-four-year-old hacker stays in front of Stark Tower just a few moments too long. She dies as Skye, buried beneath a pile of rubble.

Her father never finds what he’s looking for, and the SHIELD agents are just a little faster. Jiaying never makes it out of that village alive.

By a miracle, Calvin Zabo survives and clings to life just long enough to find a certain Daniel Whitehall. The bastardized serum works just long enough for them to kill each other.

Coulson dies on the operating table, unwilling to be dragged back to life.

Melinda May stays behind her desk and is killed fighting off a swarm of HYDRA agents. The Mockingbird falls, and so does a mechanical engineer by the name of Alphonso Mackenzie.

Fitzsimmons die in an unmarked grave. For all their brilliance and usefulness, they’re too loyal.

The Inhumans see what happens to their kind and the doors of the Afterlife never open again. Terrigen never falls into the sea, and Elena Rodriguez isn’t fast enough to dodge the bullets.

There’s no backlash against the Inhumans. For all the world knows, they don’t exist.

Lance Hunter continues on with his life, but the life of a mercenary is a dangerous one. He’s very good, but not everyone can outrun death.

Without the new SHIELD discretely taking down HYDRA cells, the Avengers become more involved. HYDRA agents, like Ruby, are killed in the ensuing destruction.

But SHIELD agents that should have survived are killed too. Davis and Piper both die as humans. Casualties aren’t just a result of HYDRA. Antoine Triplett dies securing the Gravitonium, and after SHIELD falls, its left in the Fridge, forgotten.

The monolith finds no sacrifice, and Hive still waits on an almost lifeless planet for a chance.

Ghost Rider never hides the Darkhold, but Agatha Harkness discovers quite an interesting read.

AIDA and the Framework never exist, and Radcliffe is only ever known as the eccentric transhumanist.

Without the Destroyer of Worlds and the Inhumans, the Kree never intervene again, Captain Marvel’s warning is more than enough to deter the Empire... for now.

The Shrike continue to grow to be a problem, and eventually, galactical superpowers intervene. On Earth, Kamar-taj steps in, quietly taking care of the problem.

Chroncya-2 is never destroyed, and the Chronicoms remain peaceful.

SHIELD never recovers, and half the universe dies.

AOS:

The Sokovia Accords are simultaneously better and worse. More people are fearful, but not many will be so brazen as to announce such radical and violent ideas to the face of an Inhuman delegate.

Those who signed the Accords are pushed to make it better, to make it more humane, and to make it more of a support system for those who suddenly find themselves with powers.

Thanos invades Xandar, expecting an easy fight. It’s suddenly not so easy when the Destroyer of Worlds and a person made of energy punch their way through his fleet. Xandar is wrecked, but the planet and its people still live on.

The Asgardians face Ragnarök, but without Thanos in their way, settle down in Norway, further contributing to the widespread changes made to the Sokovia Accords in favor of superhumans.

Captain America begins an “Out of Time” club, and eventually, the Avengers are peer-pressured into reforming.

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earth-6677 · 10 months

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Welcome to Earth-6677!

Do you want Agent Carter Season 3, or something close to it? Do you want that story to be a fanfic with various connecting fics taking inspiration from other Golden Age Marvel Heroes? Do you want stories that take place within the MCU, but are also a set-up for a soft reboot of the parts the authors don't like? You want gay shit? Then this project might just be for you.

Earth-6677 is a fanfiction project begun by @crash476, with assistance from @sparkyyoungupstart. Beginning as an idea of what happened to Peggy Carter's brother Michael, we have expanded it into a shared universe that slowly unveils a new history of the world that ties in both Marvel Comics, the MCU, and actual historical events.

Currently our focus is on the events of WWII and the post-war period of Agent Carter. Our main cast members are Michael Carter and an OC, Emily Gower, though we've combined them with elements of the comics characters Brian Falsworth (Union Jack) and Jacqueline Falsworth (Spitfire). So far a majority of our tales have focused on The Invaders, a team that in the comics punched Axis forces and starred Captain America, Namor, and the original Human Torch. They're not in our cast, but we hope the characters we did put in keep the same flavour.

We have hopes and plans to let the repercussions of our characters (and our own disappointments with several modern projects) echo throughout the timeline and into modern day - accompanied of course with more stories as long as we can find the time for them. For now, though, here's a rundown on what fics we have so far.

The Invaders series, focusing on the Golden Age (and in publishing order):

Death in the Golden Hour, a combination prologue and Flash Forward one-shot taking place immediately after the attack on Jack Thompson in the final moments of Agent Carter.

Sixes and Sevens, the story of Michael Carter's death being covered up during World War II. The Special Operations Executive see a golden opportunity, Carter is given a new identity - Brian Falsworth - and he's sent to join Operation Meridian, the British equivalent of Project Rebirth. When Dr. Erskine is assassinated in America, Major "Falsworth" is sent on a mission through the Middle East to track down an old colleague of Dr. Erskine's in the hopes that Britain can get their own super soldier. Joined by Emily Gower, the two must evade Nazis, HYDRA agents, and local governments in order to secure an advantage for the Allied forces.

Upon the Chaos Dark, a one-shot showing Roger Aubrey being captured and experimented on by Daniel Whitehall.

Shadow of the Eagle, where Carter's team embarks on a mission to destroy a U-Boat station in Greece, only to encounter several figures from his past.

Radio Chatter, a collection for various one-shots.

The Haunting of Villa Layla, where the members of the Fidonisi party regroup with their friends and share stories from their pasts.

Agent Carter: Phantom Pain, the point at which the story catches up to the prologue. Peggy and company must deal with Thompson's death, Dottie's return, the looming shutdown of the SSR, and Michael's return.

There is a House in the Mountains, where a contingent of Invaders are sent to rescue a spy on the inside of HYDRA.

Headfirst Slide into Latveria on a Bad Bet, where the other half of the Invaders go to Latveria to help a young Victor von Doom liberate his country.

We also have a TV Tropes page here; we've been updating it ourselves but our hope is that it can become self-sustaining if the series gets popular enough. After all, the more people who engage with our work the better our motivation to write more of it! So please, read and enjoy!

#mcu fanfic #marvel fanfic #agent carter #agent carter fanfiction #brian falsworth

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