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buckybarnesbingo · 3 years

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BBB Week 6 Roundup!

Little bit late, Mod Meg was on vacay over the weekend.

Title: Cute Quaterbacks Collaborator(s): Tori/samandbucky Link: AO3 Square: B4 - Sharing Clothes Rating: Teen Ship(s): Steve/Tony Major tags/warnings: AU, School, Fake Relationship, Protective!Bucky Summary: Steve and Bucky grew up as childhood best friends and are now roommates in college. Bucky dares Steve to bring a date to one of his upcoming football games after Steve suggests he could date anyone he wanted to. Enter Tony Stark. Word count: 1767

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Title: The Curse Collaborator(s): Tori/samandbucky Link: AO3 Square: K4 - Kiss Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/Clint Major tags/warnings: Fluff, Established Relationship, Magic, Curses Summary: Clint gets hit during an alien attack with some dark magic, Bucky and Steve can't wake him, so they go to the only person they know who can undo the curse: Stephen Strange. Word count: 1364

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Title: A Regular Harry Houdini Collaborator(s): Bird Link: AO3 Square: K4 - Prisoners/Captives Together Rating: Teen Ship(s): Sam/Bucky Major tags/warnings: Minor Episode 5 Spoilers, Post-The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, Captured, First Kiss Summary: “You know, if Steve kissed me in the middle of an escape attempt, he would bring it up after,” Sam said. “I thought we weren’t talking about Steve,” Bucky grunted, closing his eyes. “I’m going to take a nap.” “I can’t believe you’re pretending to take a nap right now.” “I’m 106, Sam. I’m allowed to fall asleep whenever I want.” Word count: 1365

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Title: K5 Card B096 Soulbond Collaborator(s): Rufferto Link: Tumblr Square: K5 - High Fantasy, Curses, Shiny Sword Steve Rating: Teen Ship(s): Stucky Major tags/warnings: Fantasy Warrior Bucky, Curses, Art, Sword Steve Summary: When Bucky went off to war Steve was cursed into a sword. Bucky managed to find him because they share a bond but he's cursed. Bucky now carries Steve into battle wherever he goes looking for a way to have Steve at his side again. This was done on Hot Press Water Color Paper with Windsor & Newton and Arteza paints. I don’t much like the scan, there’s something always lost when a watercolor image is scanned but I will try some other time to get a better photo of it. Word count: none it is art.

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Title: Benevolent Overlord Collaborator(s): IndigoNight Link: AO3 Square: K1 - Bucky Bear Rating: Gen Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers Major tags/warnings: Fluff, PTSD, Codependency, Alpine the Cat Summary: “Hi,” Bucky says, wincing a little at how hoarse and rough his voice sounds from disuse. The kitten just hisses at him again, huge green eyes narrowed into slits. “Yeah, I get it,” he agrees with a grimace and a commiserating nod. Word count: 4921

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Title: I'm James Buchanan Barnes Collaborator(s): e_hytes Link: Tumblr Square: C2 - Art Style: Black and White Rating: Gen Ship(s): No pairing/ship Major tags/warnings: #buckybarnes #wintersoldier #jamesbuchananbarnes #mcu Summary: A drawing of Bucky/Winter Soldier black and white Word count: N/A

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Title: Someone Like You Collaborator(s): Nicnac Link: AO3 Square: C4 - Prison Rating: Mature Ship(s): Bucky/Reader Major tags/warnings: Enemies, Uneasy Allies, Hydra Agent Reader, Negotiations Summary: Taken from their SHIELD prison cell, the reader finds themself alone with The Winter Soldier negotiating for their life. Word count: 2693

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Title: Sambucky Incorrect Quotes Collaborator(s): snowstark Link: Tumblr Square: U2 - Partner-In-Crime Rating: Teen Ship(s): Sam/Bucky Major tags/warnings: Enemies to lovers vibe, Humour Summary: “Bucky, we tried things your way already.” “No we didn’t.” “I did it in my head and it didn’t work.” Word count: N/A

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Title: darling, you’re the one i want in paper rings Collaborator(s): cyanica Link: AO3 Square: C5 - teasing Rating: Gen Ship(s): steve/bucky Major tags/warnings: first time, demisexuality, period-typical homophobia, fluff, friends to lovers Summary: "Okay, I don't know why I’ve never – you know!” Bucky said after a moment, a soft laugh spilling from his lips – something so genuine and bashful, that Steve wasn’t so sure what to make of. “You're just – you're the only one I've ever had eyes for. You're the only one I’ve ever wanted.” Or, whatever deity had constructed the fragmented pieces of their souls together, they were made of the same smithereens, and Steve was sure he had known that as a child, holding Bucky’s slightly larger hand and accepting that they were of the same love, without even knowing what such a concept was. Word count: 1630

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Title: Unexpected Alliances - Chapter 4 Collaborator(s): PoliZ Link: AO3 Square: C5 - Lending a Hand Rating: Mature Ship(s): Stucky Major tags/warnings: Fantasy AU, enemies to friends/lovers, referenced/implied torture Summary: Buckthorn’s refusal to use his fae magic to support his captor’s cause has left him battered and broken; when he is given a dangerous shifter as his cellmate, they overcome their differences to become allies and perhaps something more. Chapter 4: Upon reaching the shifters’ camp, Buckthorn meets another of Stephen’s companions who seems to have a chip on his shoulder when it comes to fae folk. Word count: 1034

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Title: A Story Told in Flesh, Chapter 3: Together In Dreams Collaborator(s): ChrissiHR Link: AO3 Square: B2 - Rocket Racoon Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky x Darcy x Steve Major tags/warnings: Big Swingin’ Dick!Steve, smut, nsfw, dream sex, sex positive Summary: Bucky and Darcy get massages and discuss Aesir medical treatments; Darcy has an erotic dream about Bucky & Steve. Word count: 1270

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Title: Written In The Scars (On My Heart) Collaborator(s): IndigoNight Link: AO3 Square: K5 - Just Do It Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes Major tags/warnings: Past Rape/Non-con, In Heat (but not A/B/O) Masturbation, Sex Toys, Mildly Dubious Consent, Body Worship, Self Body Worship, Rimming, Fuck Or Die (sort of), Porn with Feelings, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, PTSD, Inability to Orgasm, Body Image, Reference to Past Medical Experimentation, Self-Lubrication, Touch-Starved, Touch-Averse Summary: He swallows hard, struggling with himself one last time and losing. “I need your help,” he manages to whisper, voice cracking. The air in the room immediately changes. The wound up tension drains out of Steve, his posture and voice going soft. “Sure, Buck,” he says, cautiously moving back toward him. Bucky can’t move, his arms locked tight around his knees, and he can’t lift his gaze higher than Steve’s knees either. Steve pauses when he’s still a few feet away, squatting down and angling his head in an effort to see Bucky’s face through the curtain of his hair. “Anything. What do you need?” It’s everything Bucky can do to hold still, every cell in his body vibrating with the need to throw himself into Steve’s arms. He opens his mouth, but his throat sticks and he has to swallow again before he can force the words out. Slowly, by sheer force of will, he drags his gaze up to meet Steve’s eyes. “I need you to fuck me.” Word count: 41k

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Title: Acceptance is the first part of Healing Collaborator(s): Laevateinn Link: AO3 Square: C4 - Denial Rating: Teen Ship(s): N/A Major tags/warnings: 1e3 : Power Broker, TFATWS coda, TW for : implied sexual abuse/assault, dissociation, PTSD, flashbacks, Angst, hopeful(ish) ending Summary: "You good ?" Wilson asks him, after he fought against eight men. "You okay ?" Wilson asks him, when they get to Sharon’s house. "You hurt ?" Wilson asks him, when they get out of the car. Yes, Wilson. All good. Now if the guy could shut up and carry on, that'd be great. Why would he be "not fine" anyway ? It's not as if anything that happened that day hasn't happened before. Word count: 906

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Title: The Maze Stumbler (Moodboard) Collaborator(s): Turtles Link: Tumblr Square: B3 - Labyrinth Rating: Teen Ship(s): Darcy Lewis & Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson Major tags/warnings: Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Thor, Cocktail, Labyrinth Summary: Something, something, Thor spikes the punch at the party and they all decide to re enact the Maze Runner… or something like that. Sam and Bucky wake up in the middle of a maze, nothing but Darcy’s voice in their ear giving them directions and critiquing their methodology Word count: N/A

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Title: The Maze Stumbler (Fic) Collaborator(s): Turtles Link: AO3 Square: C1 - Stranded Rating: Teen Ship(s): Darcy Lewis & Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson Major tags/warnings: Thor's Asgardian Booze, a labyrinth, Dubious Timeline, Everybody Lives, Crack Summary: Don’t drink Thor’s Asgardian booze. Ever. Word count: 1657

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Title: 5 Times Steve Received Plums from Natasha or Sam and the 1 Time Steve Realized the Plums weren’t from Them Collaborator(s): Girl_Back_There Link: AO3 Square: K5 - Bucky/Steve Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/Steve Major tags/warnings: 5 + 1, Bucky and his Plums, Angst and Feels, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug Summary: Steve keeps finding plums in his hotel rooms or his bag. He thinks it is Natasha or Sam trying to be a good friend by making sure he is eating and keeping up his energy in the search for Bucky. Each plum he finds reminds him of Bucky growing up in pre-WWII New York. The times they would give each other a plum as a way of saying “I’m sorry” or “I love you.” Word count: 2998

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Title: Faith and Desire and the Swing of Your Hips Collaborator(s): IndigoNight Link: AO3 Square: U2 - French Kiss Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes Major tags/warnings: Crossdressing, Nonbinary Steve Rogers, Oral Sex, Body Dysphoria, Gender Exploration, Supportive Flirting Summary: “You look gorgeous, doll,” he drawls, dragging up as much of old Brooklyn as he can to infuse into the words. Steve startles, even though the doorway and Bucky in it are clearly reflected behind him in the mirror. Steve’s eyes flick to him and away again, his face going pink from the tips of his ears and spreading all the way down to his chest. He fidgets with his skirt, hands smoothing over the folds of it self consciously. “It looks a little silly,” he mutters, chewing on his already chapped lower lip. Word count: 5470

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Title: Stay Collaborator(s): Bird/plutosrose Link: AO3 Square: C3 - Free Square Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Sam/Bucky Major tags/warnings: Post-Canon, First Time Summary: “So, are you keeping the outfit?” Word count: 1919

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Title: It's Not a Miracle You Need Collaborator(s): UisceOneLove Link: AO3 Square: Y3 - At a Crossroads Rating: Teen Ship(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Major tags/warnings: Post-Endgame, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hopeful Ending Summary: Sitting out on the dock of Tony's lakehouse while the others slept, Steve thought about where he was expected to go from here. It's a good thing Bucky's around to help him see where that can be. Word count: 1584

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thebladeblaster · 3 years

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What if SMT4 was in the Marvel Cinematic Universe au?

I know it’s a weird idea but I couldn’t get it out of my head and wrote the basic gist of it since I never think I’ll actually have the time to write this especially with college.

The SMT4 movies:

(Precedes Avengers) Phase 1

The Cobalt Samurai-Basically the events of the first part of the game all the way up till them seeing the Underground which instead of Tokyo is New York in the MCU. Most of the superfluous side quests are shown through montage (Ex. The side quests that are a part of the challenges Navarre gives them.). At the movies midpoint the events of Kiccigiori village would transpire. The events of Kiccigiori are expanded on and a big chuck of the movie. Flynn is given more of a character before the events of Kiccigiori he feels a bit homesick and thinks of what he left behind. We see what actually happens to Flynn’s parents in the movie rather than it being left ambiguous like the game. For the first time the others see a strange flicker of gold in Flynn’s eyes which becomes clearer and continues throughout the movies. The finale is the Minotaur fight and then them gazing upon New York.

(The beginning takes place before Avengers but the middle and latter parts are mostly after the Avengers) Phase 2

The Cobalt Samurai: The Black Samurai- They leave the sky tower which disappears behind them seemingly leaving them trapped in New York. They continue the journey while they are pursued by a Hydra agent named Medusa. Nozomi first appears in this movie and helps them adjust to life on Earth. Nanashi and Asahi have a cameo. We also hear about gods starting to return. The movie is road trip esk. On their way to find the Black Samurai they run into familiar faces like Xi Wangmu,

the Ring of Gaea, and even have a brush in with the Avengers. The Avengers being led by the Hydra controlled Shield are told that they are planning to destroy Earth and must be stopped. This is the movie’s climax afterwards Lillith is captured and they bring her back to Mikado. Sister Gabby uses her powers to allow them to return. The movie ends with them learning of her returning to life after being executed.

In between movies

After Flynn and Isabeau leave in Civil War they go around helping people across Earth. Isabeau notices a strange golden light flickering in Flynn’s eyes as he starts to gain people’s hopes. His perspective on things starts to change and he starts thinking of the people of Earth more and growing attached to them. He was so focused on the Black Samurai before he had mostly ignored everything else. Without her he’s finally letting himself be enthralled with Earth’s splendor. They actually meet Nanashi and Asahi who are just kids right now.

(Takes place in alongside Infinity War) Phase 3

The Cobalt Samurai: Divided We Fall- After Flynn, Jonathan and Walter get sucked into the reactor they end up traveling to 2 parallel New York’s one of chaos and law. The law one is a dystopia not unlike 1984. The chaos one is marvel zombies. In the alternate worlds they meet alternate versions of the Avengers and fight Lucifer and Merkabah in their respective worlds. After their defeat Jonathan and Walter start to feel strange before they are sucked into the world of the white. The white try to drive Flynn into despair by revealing everything to him and that no matter what choices he makes the world will suffer and he will die. He is nearly taken over before Jonathan and Walter snap him out of it, surprising the white that they are here when they weren’t in the other worlds. They are more surprised when the ghost of Navarre becomes visible and gives Flynn his support. Jonathan and Walter with Lucifer and Merkabah’s powers will Isabeau into being transported to the white realm who also knocks some sense into Flynn. Flynn’s fellows declare that they’ll stay by him and defeat their fates together. Hope starts to overflow within him and Masakado’s katana materializes in his hands simply called “The Godslayer Sword”. Together they all defeat the white and the movie ends with the samurai returning to a post-Infinity War Mikado.

The movies that are altered:

(In Iron Man 2 their presence is mentioned in the movie as the supposed “Angels from the Heavens”.)

Thor-Their is an extra scene with Odin talking to Matrieya and telling him that he is no longer a part of the Divine Powers. Thor overhears this and questions Odin who refuses to elaborate. Matrieya offers Thor to join them and Odin drives him away.

(They are not present but are referenced in Avengers)

Thor: The Dark World-(This movie sucks) So, instead the one trying to get the reality stone is Matrieya who Thor fights. Some of the members of the Divine Powers appear in this movie and Krishna is foreshadowed. Thor finds out earlier about his father’s shady past, but this time it involves the Divine Powers who helped Odin conquer the 9 realms.

Captain America: Winter Soldier-They actually run into each other during the movie and they reveal everything about Tayama and Lillith. They were looking for the ‘face of true evil’ that Lillith told them about. That evil is being done by Hydra who Tayama is a part of in this version. They agree to help out Cap and expose Hydra from within Shield. They find out about all the very messed up things Hydra have done and realize Hydra is the true evil.

(The messiah is mentioned in Guardians of the Galaxy)

Guardians of the Galaxy vol2-Ego is in league with the Divine Powers.

Avengers: Age of Ultron-A young Hallelujah appears in this movie alongside Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver. The samurai appear and fight the Ultron bots alongside the Avengers. Due to their meeting in their sequel they are acquainted with the Avengers. As things get hairy Nick Fury picks them up and has them join the fight. We find out that currently the were on their way back to Mikado to report to Shene Duke. In the end credits we see the archangels. Hallelujah doesn’t join the Avengers since he’s too young. Like Wanda and Pietro he gets his powers from being experimented on.

Captain America: Civil War-The samurai have completely split off now going their separate ways. We see a flashback of Jonathan and Flynn killing Lillith when Jonathan mentions it. They are dragged into the discussion at the beginning of the movie clearly not on speaking terms with each other especially after Walter hears that they killed Lillith. Isabeau awkwardly shuffled around feeling very nervous and out of place especially with all the tension. After the Sokova Accords are revealed Walter sides with Cap and Jonathan sides with Tony. Jonathan is surprised when Flynn doesn’t take a side simply not seeing it as their problem. Since it isn’t their world anyway. His head seems in the clouds after defeating Lillith and he walks out of the movie with Isabeau following behind them. From there the movie is the same, but with Walter and Jonathan included. They both start to question how they stand as those they favored flipped. Previously Jonathan would favor Cap and Walter would favor Tony. This whole conflict makes them realize things may not be as black and white as they thought.

(Flynn and Isabeau are referenced in Spider-Man: Homecoming. This is where it is revealed that they have been going around helping people.)

Thor: Ragnarok-Hella is a part of the Divine Powers and Shesha makes an appearance.

Avengers: Infinity War-Isabeau and Nozomi are in the movie on the Earth team. Isabeau reveals that her fellows have disappeared after going to the reactor. Flynn had convinced her to stay behind because she didn’t really have a stance in the conflict between Jonathan and Walter. Strangely, Flynn appears later in the movie but is acting awfully strange. Isabeau is transported to the white’s world right before the snap. After the snap he takes the gauntlet right off Thanos and Krishna reveals himself. Krishna explains that he allowed Thanos to do the snap on purpose to half the forces of law and chaos. His allies had been transported to another world when the snap happened; ‘Flynn’ even briefly disappeared before returning out of nowhere foreshadowing this. Flynn is revealed to be Shesha who fights Thanos. They are actually pretty even in power, but due to the Avengers wearing down Thanos before he gains the upper hand and defeats him. Krishna gives his salvation speech and Shesha flexes on everybody. He also mentions that his kalki, the true godslayer, will return to Earth.

Avengers: Endgame-Isabeau informs them of the snap. They actually appear after the time skip due to their trio back to Earth being wonky. After seeing even Mikado was ravaged Jonathan further questions his earlier values. We actually see Gaston who is fully grown to his age in Apocalypse. Many of their families were decimated or mostly gone after the snap. This whole thing brings the group even closer. Gaston joins them on their way back to New York. After arriving Toko appears trying to assassinate Flynn. The whole world thinking him and Shesha were the same and he betrayed them. Flynn defeats Toki and they try to convince her that it wasn’t Flynn who took the gauntlet. After her defeat Toki begrudgingly stands down and leaves, however claims she will kill Flynn one day which makes them nervous. They are also joined by Nozomi. Then they join up with the Marvel heroes who are wary at first, but Cap is able to realize that Flynn obviously wasn’t Shesha. They have to track down the Divine Powers who currently possess the stones. Krishna plans to use the stones to get to YHVH’s realm and have Flynn kill him. They fight the rest of the Divine Powers and it is revealed that Walter and Jonathan can transform into Lucifer and Merkabah. After their encounter in the other worlds an incomplete version of their power went into them. They fight Krishna and after seemingly winning Krishna slips into Flynn. Vishnu-Flynn is born and fights everyone after getting through to Flynn on the inside he breaks out and finishes Krishna. They take the infinity stones and restore everyone to normal. The samurai realize that there is a bigger threat and the universe is bigger than they imagined. Thus the samurai split again Flynn and Isabeau while Navarre and Walter depart to space while Jonathan returns to Mikado.

Spider-Man: Far From Home- Nanashi and Asahi are present. In the movie after one of the accidents Nanashi is revived by Dadga. It is also revealed Krishna is still alive and has only been sealed.

Pending waiting for more movies…

Demons shown:

Flynn-Centaur, Jack Frost, Minotaur,

Naga, Zu Tuen (you know the one I can’t spell) , Frost Ace, Cu Cualain (I can’t spell his name), Quetzalcoatl, , Cerberus, Tenkai, Shiva, Demonee-Ho, and Masakado

Isabeau-Napea, Pixie, Leane Sidne, Medusa, Xi Wangmu, Valkyrie, Isis, Jeanne D’ Arc, Pallas Athena, Lakshmi and Isanami

Jonathan-Angel (and the rest of the hierarchy), Master Dwarf, Theron, Apsaras, Ame No Uzume, Aniel, Orcus, Mastema, Metatron, Michael and Seraph

Walter-Liam Dherg, Gryphon, Oni, Ose, Pendragon, Seiryu, Asura,Orobas, Bishamonen, Samael, Lilith, Fafnir, Surt, Mara (would Disney even allow that?), Koga Saburo, Beelzebub, and Demiurge

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tastingmellow · 4 years

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Can I get fic with Thicc Thor & plus sized reader witch 4c hair where Jane wants Thor back so she attempts to degrade reader but Thor goes all Thunder Gawd, on her shocking the shit out of errybody? Can it have Loki and Hela in the background being proud as shit protecting reader?

You got it! Love Thunder Daddy! (Don’t judge me on the name, okay? 😭) I hope you like it, honey! ❤️

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“I mean come on Thor, she’s literally a whale and not to mention her hair is barely manageable with all those naps and shit. You can’t possibly really be interested—“ Jane is cut off by a loud clap of thunder, the sky becoming increasingly darker as lightning lit up the sky. Thor’s fingers twitched as he immediately stopped stirring the pot of rice in front of him, slowly turning around.

You had been gone for about a week, on a business trip for your hair care and clothing line while Thor had stayed behind with the rest of the team and his family. Jane had shown nearly as soon as you left and had been pestering Thor all week. Making slick comments about you and how you treated Thor. Even went as far as to say you were neglectful because you left for a week without Thor.

Granted she never said them around Thor, mostly to herself or to her friends. Meanwhile when she was around Thor she tried way too hard to capture his attention. When Thor was in the kitchen he’d turn and see her perched on the island. If he had wanted to grab a book from the library she’d somehow be in before him. It annoyed him to no end but being the ever loving sweetheart he is, he let it go.

You were supposed to be coming home today and Thor decided to welcome you home with a simple baked chicken and rice dish. Most of the team had been wondering around the kitchen and living space, mainly to welcome you home when Jane wandered in, still trying to capture Thor’s attention. She’d touch his arm and he’d brush her off. She’d stand too close and he would take a wide step to the side to get away from her.

She was frustrated, pissed even. She didn’t think, she just talked and talked and talked until she let those comments slip from her mouth.

As the thunder became louder, shaking the compound Thor turned to her. There lightning bolts twitching at his fingers and his eyes. He wore a scowl on his face, an expression he rarely let through. Loki and Hela turned slowly to Thor, taking small steps to get just a tad closer just in case. Steve quietly crept towards his shield in the corner, Tony was at the ready to suit up, Bruce stood awkwardly, clutching his glasses tightly.

“Repeat that again.” Thor’s low, rumbling voice bubbles out of his throat and Jane took a step back. “Thor, it wasn’t—...I was just saying you could do better.” Bucky and Sam cringed at her wording while Thor tilted his head.

“I could do better...with whom? You?”

Jane remained silent as Thor took in a deep breath. The lightning bolts from his eyes went away but his fingers still crackled with electricity. “You have no place to tell me who I could do better with. I chose her, she is mine. I am hers. You will not speak of her of anything less than the wonderful specimen she is...”

Thor took a step closer and everyone else took a step closer to him. “She is everything you wish you could be plus so much more. She is my love and you are nothing but a grain of salt in my eye that just won’t leave. You fixed your lips to speak on my wife, I should bury you where you stand.” His voice was eerily calm, but the anger in his eyes was evident.

His chest heaved with rage. The tension in the room was thick, suffocating as Jane stared at him. “She’s just not—“

“You will not tell me what she isn’t when you are nothing!” Thor’s voice boomed throughout the compound, a loud clap of thunder following. A ding from the elevator caught everyone’s attention except Thor’s. He seethed as he stared down Jane, his irises turning white.

“What’s going on...” your voice rang out, breaking the silence in the room. Thor looked angry, Jane looked terrified and the team looked ready to fight.

‘What the fuck?’ You thought to yourself as you observed the room. Your heels quietly clacked against the time before you were stopped by Hela, her hand resting on your shoulder. You glanced at her then to Loki who shook his head slightly before your gaze fell to Thor.

“Thor...” you quietly mumbled out. He heard you, your voice ringing through all his white, hot rage. He calmed significantly, eyes still dark with anger but hands no longer surrounded with electricity and his eye color now visible once again.

“I put up with your shit all week, this is the last time I will ever do it again. Do not step foot in this place ever again unless you wish you have your head put on a pike as trophy. Do you understand me?” Thor spoke, voice firm. Jane nodded quickly, attempting to slide past him before he gripped her arm. Not enough to hurt, but enough to stop her completely.

“Apologize.” Jane nodded, her eyes meeting his. Before she could speak Thor pointed in your direction. “To her. My wife.”

Jane gulped and looked towards you. “I-I’m sorry. I said some horrible things about you and Thor’s relationship! It wasn’t my place, I said terrible things about you and I’m so sorry!” Thor glanced down to her then to you.

“And...” Thor coaxed and Jane fidgeted. “And I’m sorry for trying to take him away from you. It was honestly so terrible and stupid of me. I’m sorry...” Thor released her and she scurried away, into the elevator and out of the building.

Thor walked over to you, his hands coming up to your face while you stared at him, gaze soft. He gave you a small smile before kissing your forehead. “Welcome home, my love.”

You softly sighed, shaking your head as you hugged him close. “Well...remind me not to ever speak ill of your love, brother.” Loki spoke up and Thor sighed.

“Yes, I do not wish to endure the great Thor Odinson’s wrath. Looks quite unpleasant.” Hela agreed, a teasing but proud smile on her lips. A loud clang was heard from behind them as Steve dropped his shield and the rest of the crew relaxed.

“Jeez, I thought you were gonna end her right there, Thor.” Bucky spoke up.

“Oh, if he had I’d be crying proud tears. I would have finally rubbed off on my dear brother.” Loki spoke, patting Thor on the back while you laughed. “No, he’s too much a sweetheart to do that. Too merciful.”

“Too merciful indeed. But I’ve never seen my brother quite that livid, I’m quite pleased to know a bit of me is in him. He’s quite ruthless with those he loves dearly.” Hela spoke, admiration in her eyes as she gently patted Thor’s shoulder.

You nodded. “Seems so, thank you...for sticking up for me even when I wasn’t here.”

Thor held you close, kissing the top of your head. “I’ll defend you against these ignorant mortals til my last breath, my love. “

#thor odinson x black!reader #thor odinson x reader #thor odinson #Bold’s Fics

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angstsfordays · 4 years

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Stay With Me

Summary: You liked Steve. No, you still like Steve. When you finally confessed, he could not give you a definite answer. Your heart broke. But what happens when you came face to face with Steve the very next day, only this time he wasn’t really your Steve….

Pairing: Steve rogers x Enhanced!reader (Y/N)

Warnings: FLUFF. ANGST. MORE FLUFF. AND PERHAPS TEARS. A couple of swear words. Death.

Word count: 8987

Notes: HI EVERYBODY! This is my first Marvel fanfiction! I wrote fanfics before, but I have always been much more of a reader. After a 1.5 year hiatus, I felt compelled to write again. Hope everyone enjoys this piece. I still am trying to establish myself as a rookie writer.

This is AU and doesn’t fall in any of the MCU timeline. Let’s just assume that the world is currently at peace from Thanos and this is just set in an everyday Avengers timeline. A like, reblog or comment will be deeply appreciated :)

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You woke up with an unnerving feeling in your chest. You wondered why and then you were reminded of the day before. You had confessed to Steve. Yes that Steve, the Steve Rogers. Captain America. Your boss. Your hopeless crush. You joined the Avengers not too long ago. It had been over two years. You were an agent of SHIELD, but more importantly an enhanced individual.

You always had your powers since you were young but hid it to blend in. When you’re 20, you used your powers for the first time to save someone in danger. You ended up on SHIELD’s radar and then recruited into the academy.

You undergone training to become a SHIELD operative under Phil Coulson’s tutelage and was recognised to be an outstanding agent. However, more so often, you were not a stickler for rules and had gone off book several times in operations.

This placed you on a thin line to getting kicked out of the academy, but you always had the backing of Phil who grown a soft spot. You reminded him of his younger days and also his fellow colleague, Melinda May whom put the interests of saving lives at the forefront in their work.

When the Battle of New York happened, you were broken. Mainly because you lost your mentor and your dearest friend. You were teetering on quitting when Phil died in the line of duty. Director Fury pulled you back, reminding you of Phil’s sacrifice and how Phil thought the world of you, feeling that you had much potential to unfold. You continued working under Director Fury’s orders, working on special missions.

When SHIELD was taken down by HYDRA from the inside, you didn’t know who to trust. All you knew was that Director Fury had seemingly been assassinated. You wanted to find out what happened, but plans deviated when you realised you were on HYDRA’s radar. Your powers were of great interest to them and you were wanted. You had to abandon the place you felt like home and went into hiding.

A couple of years later, you resurfaced. You found yourself facing the Avengers while they were on a mission. No you were fighting not against them, instead you stumbled upon them while you were on the run. That’s when you saw Steve Rogers for the first time. It didn’t feel like the first time though.

Perhaps it was because you heard so much about him from Phil that you felt you already knew him. A smile formed on your face when you recalled Phil’s rambling of his love for the war hero. It was one of those moments when you saw him as the real Phil, and not just Agent Coulson- your supervising officer.

A HYDRA agent was going to aim for Steve from a hidden spot and you almost flew in to intervene. You knocked out the agent with your gloved fists engulfed in high density energy. You remembered staring into the sparkling blue eyes of Steve Rogers for the first time. His eyes widened at the sight of you- wondering who you were and what were you doing.

You heard backup coming and the two of you fought off a couple more HYDRA agents together. It was as if you had been working together your whole life, the two of you fought in sync. You covered for him and he did so for you. There was an unspoken synergy that happened between you two. When the last HDYRA agent went down, you two finally looked at each other once more. Panting and out of breath, you hunched over trying to catch your breath.

You heard his footsteps coming closer, as if to check on you. You looked up at him, and he took his helmet off. His crop but luscious blonde locks fell over.

“Hey, are you alright-” You heard his voice for the first time. It was not really; you had seen him before and heard him before. You remembered the video clips that were played in classes at the academy. SHIELD was founded on the legacy of Captain America afterall. But this was different. You heart started to beat wildly, knowing that he was speaking to you.

“Steve, are you alright?” Another voice appeared. It was familiar. You two both spun your heads in the same direction to see a scarlet head emerging in your sight. Natasha Romanoff. You had seen her before back at SHIELD. Phil had worked together with her and Agent Barton several times. You were introduced once to them before as his mentee.

“Who’s that with you?” She spoke once more. You started to panic, what was this situation with you, Captain America and Black Widow? You were supposed to be in hiding from the HYDRA operatives that came to capture you. Should you seek refuge with the Avengers? Would they keep you safe? You were not a hundred percent sure. You felt that you were still safest alone.

That’s why you decided to take flight. Literally. Because with your powers, you managed to push yourself off the ground and into the air, landing far away from where the two avenger members were.

The next time you saw Steve was in your apartment. You came home to see him standing in your kitchen. You dropped your bag of groceries and let out a scream that would have your neighbours appalled. Your powers came out almost immediately in defense and Steve had to duck when a shot of energy aimed at the kitchen cabinet behind him.

He raised both his hands in defense and assured he meant no harm. He explained that Natasha had helped him to track you down. He understood your situation and offered you a place in the Avengers compound. No more hiding and no more fear of surviving.

All previous resistance thrown out of the window, the sincerity in his eyes and voice won you over almost immediately. You knew not to trust people easily, that much Phil has taught you but how could you not when it was Steve Rogers.

So you then found yourself becoming a part of the Avengers. You blended into the group seamlessly, like you were an old-time friend. You had gotten closer to Natasha who was once an intimidating senior agent in your eyes. You became fast friends with Wanda whom you bonded over the love of food. More so of her cooking and you being the taste tester.

Sam and Bucky welcomed you into their group especially when you find yourself the buffer between their bickering. You always went along with Tony Stark’s antics and he saw you as a little sister. Bruce and you have a polite relationship, not having much in common but you still got along with him in the group.

Vision and you have a pretty interesting relationship, you found yourself as a life sensei to him whenever he was curious about the human way of life. You only met Thor a few times but you two had a friendly relationship whenever he visited Earth. He felt like another older brother to you.

Now. Where does that leave Steve Rogers? The man who brought you into this new life. You regarded him as your leader, captain and comrade. You wanted to impress him especially since he offered you a new chance in life. You always made sure you did your best during missions so as not to disappoint him. You wanted to be in his good books. You wanted him to like you as a teammate and maybe more?

You didn’t know when you started to have feelings for the American hero, but you believed it was gradual.

When you saw him in the morning eating disgusting plain oats, you offered to whip up some fluffy blueberry pancakes (which you learnt how to from Wanda). When you see his brows knitted to get his Netflix account created, you chuckled and decided to help the poor guy out. When he found in himself from unwanted attention at Tony’s gatherings, you slid in smoothly between him and the other party, coming up with smooth lies to help him out of an awkward bind.

You didn’t know why you wanted to do all of those things. Were you being nice? Or perhaps you wanted to be nice to him? He was on your mind most of the time. How can I make a good impression? How can I get closer to him? Your mind was always boggling with such thoughts.

Whenever he was in the room, your eyes always wandered off to him. You tried to subtly get closer to him- sitting beside him during movie nights, sitting across him during meetings. It was those little things that made you feel like you could signal your presence to him. You wanted him to notice you just as much you did for him. Of course, these things did not go unnoticed. Unfortunately, not by said man himself but everyone else in your inner circle.

Natasha caught your longing look at Steve one movie night, and she smirked to herself. She nudged your hips the next morning in the kitchen when Steve walked into the room. She gave you an all-knowing smile and your eyes widened in horror. How? You mouthed the word to her, and she just shrugged while looking all smug.

Wanda was the next one to know you both baked together for Valentine’s Day. You two were baking for everyone in the team. You decided to make a special cookie, she noted. One in the shape of a heart and with familiar colours of red, white and blue icing. Steve, Bucky and Sam were walking in from their workout in the gym when they smelt the scent of freshly baked goods.

Sam’s hands were reaching out for your special cookie when you turned your back to wash your hands in the sink. You let out a shrill scream of horror when you saw Sam picking it up and bringing it closer to his lips.

“STOP RIGHT THERE!” The three soldiers almost jumped back at your voice and Sam raised his other hand in surrender. You took your cookie out of his hands and dusted it off as if his touch sullied the baked biscuit.

“This is not yours, Sam. You can have those.” You pointed over to the other batch of cookies. They were all smaller in sizes, in the regular circular shape with generic red and pink icing drawn in heart shapes on the surface.

“What? Then the heck it that cookie for?” Sam retorted, almost offended.

You grinned sheepishly when you directed your eyes at a certain blonde soldier. Your previous bravado shaken as you tried to find your voice to speak. You swore your hands were trembling and you tried hard to not break the palm sized heart shaped cookie in your hands.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Steve. I uh made this for you.” Yes. You got the words out. The expressions on the faces of the other three people in the room would have been hilarious but they were not in your sight. You only had eyes for one person.

“What? How come he gets a special cookie from the rest of us? Now that’s just discrimination.” Sam quipped. Bucky shook his head like he could not believe how dumb Sam could even be. Wanda had to bite her lips back, when she realised what was going on all along. Oh my dear Y/N…she thought.

“Would you accept my it?” You added nervously when you noticed Steve did not give a response.

“Uh, thank you Y/N. That’s really nice of you.” Steve answered as politely as he usually did and took the cookie from your hands. When Steve just stopped at that response, Bucky looked like he was going to die from the stupidity of the men in the room except for him. Bucky also knew there and then what was happening. He could not believe his best friend was so oblivious.

“Hey, that’s unfair. I want one.” Sam whined almost like a child. Bucky face palmed himself and grunted.

You were a little disappointed at Steve’s response, nice of you? Urgh, you secretly wished he had more to say. Did you put him on a spot in front of his friends? How stupid could you have gotten?

“Fine fine, geez I will make a falcon-themed one for you, You big baby.” You huffed in annoyance, but also to mainly mask your disappointment. You quickly grabbed a piping bag. “Would you like one too, Bucky?” You mustered a smile on your face to make it seem like you were not affected by Steve’s response at all. Bucky gave you a look like he knew- he knew what’s up and he gave you a sorry look.

“Sure doll, I would love one.” Bucky said in hopes of making you feel better. You felt a hand on your shoulder and turned to see Wanda to give you a comforting smile. You fought to hold back the tears welling up in your eyes.

But that was not your actual confession to Steve.———————————————————————

That time came during an Avenger’s game night. The team was playing truth and dare Jenga. It was your turn and you hoped you gotten something that would not be too difficult to do.

“Tell the person across you something that you always wanted to say to them.”

You looked up immediately and were met with cerulean blue eyes. Your breath hitched when you realised who it was.

You cursed in your head and perhaps even muttered it under your breath. You felt the eyes of the rest of your teammates intently on you. After a minute, Tony started to get impatient.

“Come on kid, what do you want to say to Capsicle? There should be plenty right? If not drink up.” Oh boy, if only Tony knew. You looked nervously elsewhere and locked eyes with Natasha beside you. Your eyes then fleet towards Wanda who looked concerned and then to Bucky who almost looked nervous for you. Your legs were getting jumpy and then your hands lunged forward to grab the bottle of whiskey in front of you.

A series of ‘Nos’ came up, but you couldn’t hear them clearly as you drowned down the liquid. It tasted like fire down your throat and it almost burned. You stumbled backwards as you tried to recover your footing.

“Really, Y/N? You rather drink up than say something to Cap?” Tony jested. “By the way, you just drank Thor’s special Asgardian liquor by mistake.”

“What?” You let out a loud exclamation and you turned the bottle to see a flask bottle that you recognised to have been Thor’s.

“Oh boy.” A sudden wave of adrenaline surged through you and you had to close your eyes to gain your bearings once more. You opened your eyes to meet Steve’s eyes once more. You did not know what was happening next. The words left your mouth before you could even formulate it in your head.

“I LIKE YOU SO MUCH!” What was going on? You didn’t mean to say this out loud?! Why were you even saying it? You already drank to pass saying the truth. Why couldn’t you control yourself?

“I REALLY REALLY REALLY LIKE YOU, STEVE ROGERS.” You declared your love once more and you were shocked by your boldness. Everyone else was reeling in their seats as they looked at the situation unfolding in front of them. Tony Stark could be seen muffling his laughter at Y/N’s antic while a blonde soldier, who was at the end of the confession remained stiff in expression.

“CAN’T YOU HEAR MY HEART?” Your speech was slurred as you brought your hand to clutch the side of your shirt where your heart was.

“You have super hearing, right? Can’t you hear my heart beating like crazy? Whenever I’m around you, I feel like my heart is going to jump out of my chest because I like you much!” Your mouth continued to blabber, but your mind was reeling. Control yourself Y/N! You willed yourself but you couldn’t. Stupid Asgardian alcohol.

“I can’t hide it anymore. I need to let you know! I need to let the whole word know!” You flailed your hands out in motion. “Do you know how much it hurts to like you and not letting you know? I need to get this off my chest. Right here and right now!” You put a foot up on the table and stretched your hand out to point at Steve Rogers.

“Steve Rogers! Do you want to go out with me?” You asked boldly, not caring a hoot about everyone in the room. Your mind was chastising you for being foolish, but your heart felt fulfilled from doing what it always wanted to do.

There were gasps from people in the room. A series of ‘oh my god’ and suppressed laughter from others. Sam’s jaw looked like it was going to drop to the floor. Tony at this moment couldn’t hold back himself and howled. He needed to take a swig of booze to continue watching this. Bucky looked over to his best pal who looked like he didn’t want to be anywhere else but here.

Both Natasha and Wanda had worried expressions. They were glad you were able to confess but they also knew this was not the way you would want it to go. Vision and Bruce looked like they couldn’t believe what was happening in front of their eyes.

Steve Rogers was at a loss. The last thing he expected was a confession from you. Steve was not sure how to respond. He liked you alright, but he wasn’t sure if he liked you as much as you to him. He always seen you as a friend and teammate.

He remembered how shy you were when first joined. You were wary of everything, and it was normal. He read up on your profile. He was surprised to learn you were under Agent Phil Coulson’s personal tutelage. He knew the man and thought highly of him. Natasha gave in her input, remembering you were a spunky and enthusiastic rookie agent who always seemed to put in her best efforts.

When he realised you had been on the run from HYDRA because of your powers, he knew he had to step in. It was only the right thing to do. When he first saw you, he was taken aback at the girl who covered for him. You didn’t have to. If you did, you exposed yourself to the risk of your location to HYDRA. And when the two of you fought hand in hand, he felt a weird sense of camaraderie he did not expect to find in someone he met for the first time.

He remembered when you accepted his offer, he offered his hand but instead you pulled in for a hug. He was taken aback but gave in when he felt you shaking in his arms. You let out muffled cries and Steve could feel your sense of relief that you didn’t need to hide anymore. You were safe and he would keep you safe.

You opened up to the rest of the team almost instantly, your easy-going nature made everyone comfortable about you. You had an effortless way of getting along with people and you soon became an indispensable part of the team.

However, Steve started to notice while you were getting closer with everyone, he could feel like you were keeping a distance from him. While you were still friendly with him, he could not help but to feel that you showed hesitance around him.

Sure enough, you always did nice things for him, but Steve could not help but feel you were always guarded around him. You were unafraid to be silly and goofy around the rest of the team, but he could sense you always wanted to present a good image whenever he’s around.

When you were not looking, he could see you making faces to Sam across the room when meetings get boring and draggy. It was one late night, both you and Bucky could not sleep, and you offered to help Bucky with his nightmares when Steve happened to pass by the common kitchen.

The look of excitement when you brought out an entire tea set and assortment of tea selection laid on the table. “You should give up on coffee from now on. Tea is the way to go!” You said in a matter of fact tone. You went on to talk about the benefits of tea and how they helped you especially in the line of work you were all involved in.

You went on to brew actual tea leaves for Bucky, claiming it was even better than putting a sachet in a cup of hot water. Steve couldn’t help but smile at the lengths you went for Bucky. It was nice to see Bucky having another friend aside from himself and occasionally Sam.

Steve didn’t know how long he was staring but he was snapped out of it when Bucky called him out from where he was hiding behind the wall. When your head snapped to see Steve, your carefree smile dropped and became one that was more reserved.

“Uh, hey Steve.” You greeted him. “Tea?” You asked him as you held up the pot. Sure why not, Steve thought.

The three of you began to have a heart to heart late night talk. Your enthusiasm from earlier mellowed but you still talked easily with Bucky and him. Steve noticed your eyes were always looking towards Bucky. Did you like him? Steve saw you throwing glances every now and then, but you kept your eyes on Bucky, as if wanting to avoid having to look at him. You laughed easily at Bucky’s sardonic humour and even rested your head on his arm a couple of times in affection.

You had to like Bucky right? Steve never seen you so close to another guy in the team, except for Tony and Sam whom he knew you had sibling like relationships with. Steve knew it, Bucky always got the girl.

Even back in the 30s’. Bucky had an effortless charm about him, and even after all he had gone through, he never lost his appeal. Steve knew about the glances that some of the female staff in the compound had whenever Bucky stepped into the room.

Steve suddenly felt like the scrawny kid back in Brooklyn. The one who always gotten put aside. The one who was always forgotten. Even after the serum, Steve felt like this from time to time. Steve did know he had gotten more attractive with his increased height and bigger build, but he couldn’t help to wonder if that was all he had.

He was aware of the looks he received by female staff too in the Avengers compound, but he was also aware that they were attracted to Captain America and not Steve Rogers.

Steve felt like you weren’t like the rest. Sure, you did nice things for him and smiled at him everytime you two met, but Steve felt like you were genuine. Yes, they were more muted than what you did for the rest of the team, but he did felt you were not just fawning over him. You were just nice like that.

He did secretly hoped you could be less guarded around him though. Was he intimidating? Was he not approachable? Steve thought long and hard about this once in a while.

Back to the confession, Steve could not believe what he was hearing. You liked him all this while? It wasn’t Bucky? But how? But why? He thought you liked Bucky for sure! And here you are, declaring your crush for him in front of everyone like it was nothing. Yes, you did drink Thor’s special mead but it was a complete flip of how you usually were around him.

What was he supposed to say? You were drunk. Steve didn’t even know if you were even thinking straight. But your eyes. Your eyes were boring straight to his and he realised this was the longest that you have looked him in the eyes without shying away.

“Come on, Rogers. Don’t leave a girl hanging. Give her an answer.” Tony egged on, the only one amused in this entire situation.

“I-uh…” Steve looked to his best pal and Bucky could only returned a look that said ‘It’s all up to you, punk’.

“Y/N, you are drunk. You should return to your room.” Steve instantly regretted his words when he saw the sullen look on your face. You looked like you were crushed, and he felt horrible.

“I’m not drunk!” You retorted almost defiantly. “I’m wide awake. I’m woke.” You claimed.

“Do you not like me? Am I that unlikable?” You added on in a whimpering tone. You turned to your side and grabbed Bucky by the collar.

“Why? Why does he not like me?” You cried almost like a child who didn’t get she wanted. Bucky decided to intervene and hoist you over his shoulders. “Okay time for you to be in bed.”

“Put me down Bucky! I am perfectly capable of walking. I don’t want my face to meet your ass!” You fought back as you started throwing fists at Bucky’s backside to get him to let you down. You didn’t remember the events of that night after Bucky dropped you on your bed. You did have an inkling memory of Wanda and Natasha helping you get ready for bed.

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Shit, you thought. Every memory came back rushing back to you and you squished your face to the pillow. You didn’t want to face the music. You didn’t even want to step out of your room to face the consequences of your drunkenness. What have you done? Every last possibility of your relationship with Steve had been tossed out the window.

Should you quit? Pack up and run away? You didn’t think you could ever stand to be around him anymore. Your mind then wandered to the pounding headache from the hangover you acquired. You turned your face to the side to see a glass of water and two aspirin pills. You wandered who left them there. Must be either Wanda or Nat.

You took the pills and down them with the glass of water. You sat up to get your bearings and let out a sigh. Woah, you stunk of alcohol. A bath sounded nice at this moment. You dragged yourself with every ounce of energy left in your body and struggled to fill the tub with warm water. You didn’t know how you managed but you went over to your cabinet to grab some relaxing essential oils to be added into your bath.

Yes that bath was helpful indeed. After you rinsed off, you changed into a long-sleeved cropped Henley and loose sweats. You were drying your hair as you mulled over what happened last night.

What were you supposed to do? You could feel the hunger growling in your stomach. You asked Friday for the time and it was well over 2pm. You then asked for the locations of everyone in the team. If you wanted to avoid social interactions, you needed to come up with a plan. Bucky and Sam were training new recruits. Nat, Wanda and Vision were out while Tony ad Bruce were in the lab. Steve was in his office.

That sounded good, you could sneak into the kitchen, make a sandwich or something and get the hell out in 10 minutes tops. As quickly as you could, you made sure to make a sound even while sprinting to the kitchen. When you assessed that the coast was clear, you quickly opened the fridge and cabinets to take out what you want.

You messily put a sandwich together and even grabbed an instant ramen bowl. You placed everything on a tray and quickly returned to your room. You wolfed down on the sustenance as if you didn’t eat for days. The soup from the ramen cured was a warm welcome for your stomach. You placed your tray aside and lay on your bed. What next?

You walked over to the toilet to relieve yourself once more when you suddenly felt the ground shaking. You shot up in surprise and quickly cleaned up.

“Friday, what happened?” You asked worriedly.

“There has been an explosion down in lab beside the garage.” Friday answered immediately.

“Are Tony and Bruce okay?” You asked after the Science bros.

“Yes, their vitals show no danger. However, Captain Rogers was also present when the explosion occurred.” Steve was there too?

“I cannot detect his-” Friday spoke once more, but you didn’t hear the end of it as your door flew open and you raced down to the lab.

Tony and Bruce came into view as they stood around the weird panels in the lab. There was a faint smoke in the air.

“Woah what happened?” You could hear Sam’s voice behind you, and you turned to see Bucky present too. The three of you walked over to the scene hurriedly to examine what happened.

“Where’s Steve? I heard he was also-” Your sentence was interrupted by a coughing. The voice sounded familiar, but something was different. The smoke cleared to reveal….

“Yo Steve, what happened?!” Sam exclaimed at the sight standing in front of him. All eyes turned to see Steve Rogers only much much older in physical appearance. It would match with his actual age but you couldn’t believe your eyes.

The Steve in front of you looked shocked at the sight of everyone. He also had a look of longing like he had not seen everyone in a long time.

“Shit, we made Cap old!” Tony gasped aloud.

“Steve, you there?” Bucky stepped forward to place his hands on the shoulder of his old friend. Your attention was brought to the height difference. Steve was no longer the same height range as Bucky. He in fact, looked smaller. His grey hair was combed neatly and you could see the wrinkles adorned on his face. His blue eyes were still sparkling, you thought. Steve was dressed warmly in several layers on top and he turned his head slowly to take in his surroundings.

His eyes landed on you and started to panic. Last night’s events came rushing back to you and you then realised you didn’t want to face him. You turned your heels to leave immediately but you were stopped in your tracks.

“Wait, Y/N. Please don’t go.” The voice that came out of him sounded so frail that to didn’t had the heart to continue walking.

Your body turned back to face future Steve and he was slowly making his way to you. As you got closer, you realised the two of you were almost of the same height. Future Steve went in for a hug without any other words. Though he was much smaller, his hug was still firm. Your eyes widened at his actions and you awkwardly returned it with your arms wrapped under his arms.

“It’s so good to see you again. I missed you so much.” Future Steve muttered as he leaned his face into the crook of your neck. His voice shook almost like he was holding back tears.

“Again? What do you mean again?” Bruce took the words right out of your mouth. Steve reluctantly let go of you and turned to face the rest of the people in the room.

“What year is this?” Future Steve asked. Bruce gave the answer to which future Steve let out a short laugh.

“That long, huh. 50 years I see.” He spoke once more.

“50 years? Wait a minute, are you from the future?” Sam asked incredulously. Future Steve didn’t gave an answer but the silence that followed confirmed our suspicions.

“So if Cap here is from 50 years into the future, where does leave the Cap in our timeline?” Tony inquired. Old Steve gave a shrug.

“You always make the impossible seem possible, Tony.”

“Perhaps, they switched places.” Bruce deduced. He then went on rambling how Tony and himself were experimenting with the idea of time travel and different universe. The original Steve was walking in to talk to Tony when the blast had happened and he got caught in it, which all led to the current situation.

“Can we get him back?” Bucky spoke up, looking over to long-time friend.

“We can try but we will need time to work out the mechanics and see when we have gone wrong. We cannot guarantee how long it would take.” Bruce answered.

“Friday, you got all of this on tape right? I cannot wait to show out Cap this footage when he gets back.” Tony jested and you turned to him with an annoyed expression.

“This is serious Tony. You better fix this!”

“Geez kid, cut me some slack.” He rolled his eyes. “So what are we going to do with this Cap?” He pointed over to the future Steve standing beside me.

“We can take him back to the common room, let him get comfortable while you fix your machine. Best to not let anyone else know about this outside of our circle.” Bucky remarked before gesturing for Steve to follow him. Sam was still reeling in surprise as he assessed future Steve.

You stood rooted to the ground, unsure what to do. Should you follow Sam and Bucky with future Steve? You were still haunted by what happened last night. Well this Steve didn’t know what happened, but you couldn’t help but to feel embarrassed still.

“Y/N, are you coming?” Bucky offered you to join. You were about to reject his offer, make up an excuse to go back to your room when someone grabbed hold of your hand.

You looked to see future Steve holding your hand gently with his wrinkled hands. You could feel the blood rushing to your cheeks and ears. He was gazing into your eyes with a shy smile.

“Walk with me?” He asked and you swore you wanted to melt into a puddle.

“Me?” You were sure you looked confused at the transition of what was happening. Future Steve chuckled and continued walking on, pulling you with him. Bucky who witnessed this smiled to himself and Sam continued to look baffled at everything.

His hand felt warm and soft, you thought. Unconsciously, your other hand went to hold his arm. You were shy to meet future Steve’s gaze especially since you were now the same height as him. It was much more intense than looking at him now.

All of you walked silently to the common room. Everyone sat around the dining table, you offered to make coffee but future Steve held onto your hand as you stood up to walk over to the pantry.

“I would like some tea, if you don’t mind. The one with actual leaves and not just the tea bag.” His face crinkled as he smiled at you.

“Uh sure- you two want some coffee?” You turned to the other two soldiers. The two went along with Steve’s request for tea and you went to find the tea set stored in the cabinet.

You placed the tea set in the centre of the table. It was a clay tea set that was gifted to you by your Bucky as your Secret Santa last Christmas. Nat and Wanda gave their input on the design.

You got the boiled water ready to rinse the teapot and cups. Following this you started to brew the tea as you added the tea leaves into the pot and added the hot water. You rinsed the first batch of brewed tea once before making the second batch that was prepared for drinking.

You were honestly nervous even though you done this hundreds of times. Somehow having future Steve watching over you made you wary of your movements. There was a good few minutes of silence before you poured the tea into the small teacups and offering it to everyone. Future Steve appreciated the teacup in his hands before blowing on it and taking a sip.

“Y/N, it always tastes the best when you made it.” Future Steve turned to me again with a sweet smile. Shit, Steve was still adorable even beyond his years. Calm down your heart, Y/N!

“So Cap, what’s life like 50 years down the road?” Sam decided to break the ice. Future Steve laughed at his bluntness before answering. It felt like nothing changed. Even while this Steve has aged, the three soldiers fell back into easy conversation.

Sam was curious about himself and tried to pry information out of future Steve. Future Steve warned that knowing the future may not be a good idea. He did throw in several teasing remarks that Sam and Bucky will continue to argue in their old age in front of their grandchildren.

Bucky was surprised that he would even have his own family in the future. He was about to ask Steve about his own when Bucky’s eyes wandered to Steve’s left hand, a silver band resting on one of his fingers.

“Guess we’re not the only ones who had our own families.” Bucky remarked smugly as he nodded his head to future Steve’s wedding band. Future Steve thumbed over his wedding band before sneaking a glance over to you.

“Well, uh-yes I did. But-” The idea of Steve married was not impossible, I mean after all he was such a great catch. You were pretty sure Steve finally gotten a nice girl to settle down with. The gnawing feeling in your chest returned. Damn, this hurts more than you thought. You just wished Steve had a happy and fulfilling life.

You stood up abruptly from your seat, almost seething with jealousy. You couldn’t help it. The feelings from yesterday were still raw and you couldn’t handle the truth if future Steve were to talk about his happy married life.

Your abrupt action caused the chair to screech as it was pushed back. You felt the eyes of all three soldiers on you and you hasten to collect the tea set to mask your reaction. You hurriedly walked over to the sink to wash your tea set, leaving it to air dry.

“I’m going off for a walk. See you boys later.” You quickly waved off before you transitioned to a brisk walk to the elevator. When you exit one of the doors of the compound, you headed straight for the clearing near the lake. It was your secret spot that you had claimed as your own. You always came here when your mind and heart were heavy.

You had a bench secretly installed so that you could sit there and gaze into the sunset on occasions. You remembered ordering it on Tony’s card and had to bring it out to the clearing when everyone was still asleep in the early morning, You laughed silently at your own antics.

You laid on your side on the bench, propping your head up with your arms and you dazed off into the lake in front of you. You didn’t know how long you were lying down but you wished you had brought your phone and earpiece to pass the time.

“I guess even the serum cannot help me at this age. Way to make an old man come after you, Y/N.” Your ears perked up at his voice and in a moment of surprise, rolled forward and off the bench.

“What the fu-” You exclaimed when your body hit the ground.

“Language. Although, many reminders wouldn’t have stopped you anyway.” You couldn’t believe who had followed you to your secret spot. Moreover, how did he know? Even Friday didn’t know! Or did she?

“Steve? What are you doing here?” You asked in a panic as you gathered yourself, brushing the dirt off your knees and elbows.

“Are you alright? That was not a pretty fall.” Future Steve now stood in front of you, his eyes were worried and concerned. His hands reached out to examine the extent of your injuries and was relieved to know that they were nothing major.

“How did you know I will be here? Nobody knows about this spot except for me.” You said.

“Well doll, you were not that subtle moving the bench across the hallway at 5am. Besides, I was already awake at that time” He spoke in a fond tone as he recalled the memory. “Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to follow the girl who was carrying a bench larger than herself.”

You cringed at the exposure of your secret and grimaced at how foolish you must have been in Steve’s eyes.

“I won’t blame you for keeping this place a secret. It is beautiful.” Future Steve spoke with a lingering gaze towards the lake and the surrounding flora. He then gestured for you to sit beside him and you reluctantly did, unsure of what to do either. You made sure that there was a gap between the two of you. You looked anywhere else except for him and didn’t what to say in the following silence.

“What would it take for you to look at me? Am I that unlikeable in your eyes?” Future Steve first broke the silence.

“No, I would never!” You immediately countered. You were shocked at how loud you were and reminded yourself to calm the f down. “I mean who would not like you?!” You gestured dramatically as your hands moved up and down at him. Steve inched closer to you and placed his hands over yours where were resting on your lap.

“I am glad to hear that, Y/N.” You looked into his eyes and had to avert them immediately before you feel like your heart would explode. You looked down to see his wedding band in your lap and you were reminded once more of what made you came out to the lake in the first place.

“Hopefully, Tony and Bruce can come up with a way to get you back to your time. I’m sure you’re missing your family.” You said to future Steve to which he shook his head.

“Not really actually. It’s nice to see all of you young again, reminds me of the good times where we were all together. I lost some people in my time and am glad to see them once again.”

“Oh, did we not all live to an old age like you?” Future Steve’s jaw clenched at your remark and you immediately realised you hit a nerve. “I’m so sorry-” You started apologising before future Steve waved you off, reassuring that it was fine. You could feel the grip of his hands tightened around yours.

“You must have been shocked to see me like this.” Future Steve looked over at himself.

“Shock would not have been the word, surprised was more accurate.” I corrected him.

“Still, you couldn’t have believed that the big and strong Captain America actually looked like this in his old age, right? The serum’s effects waned as I got older in age. I still am strong for someone my age, but my physique reverted back to my pre-serum days.” Future Steve said despondently.

“Hey, don’t say! Who cares about Captain America?” You retorted at his words. “All I see is adorable grandpa Steve Rogers. You’re way cuter like this!” You even emphasized your point when you grabbed his arm and laid your head on his shoulders. If it was the current Steve, you wouldn’t have dared to do any of this. But this Steve right here surprisingly made you feel comfortable around him.

You were still nervous knowing that he was still Steve, but somehow future Steve looked less intimidating.

“You’re still the same as ever. I missed you so much.” Future Steve brought your hands up to lips for a kiss. Now this shocked you as you couldn’t help but feel that this gesture meant more. You quickly withdrew your hands and saw the crestfallen look on his face.

“Look, Steve. I really appreciate you, but I don’t think this is appropriate.” The expression on his face told you he was hurt by your words. “You’re married, Steve.” You pointed to his wedding band.

Future Steve looked down to his wedding band and then his eyes went back to you. A ghost of a smile formed on his face and he shook his head. “I’m sorry if I came off weird. It’s just been such a long time since I saw you- I mean the younger version of you. My emotions took over, I apologise.”

“No-no don’t be sorry. I understand, sort of.” You rubbed the back of your ned in awkwardness. After a while, the two of you decided to head back to the compound. Future Steve offered you his arm and you took it as the both of you enjoyed the walk back in comfortable silence.

“Hey old man, Bruce and I might have figured it out. I think we can send you back.” You and future Steve looked at each other, both sending unwilling looks as if your time together was too short.

“I guess this is goodbye.” You said in a disappointed tone.

“It’s alright, love. I promise we will see each other again.” Future Steve cradled your face with one of his hands. You wondered what he meant, and did he just called you love?!

Future Steve went over to say goodbye to Bucky and Sam, giving each other hugs and claps on the back. Future Steve gave a small salute to Tony and Bruce to which they returned with a nod. He walked over to a raised platform and shifted in his feet to get comfortable. He looked over you once more.

You didn’t know why but you started to have tears forming in your eyes. You hesitantly raise your hands to give a weak wave. Future Steve smiled fondly and returned the gesture. He started to mouth words in your direction but before you could figure out what you wanted to say, a blinding light took over.

You shield your eyes from the light and turned sideways as you felt a rush of smoke and wind. You blinked your eyes repeatedly as you take in the sight before you. Gone was future Steve and…..

“Welcome back Cap!” Sam exclaimed excitedly at seeing his friend again.

“Quick question, Rogers. Where were you?” Tony chimed in as he walked over to Steve. “We met an older version of you 50 years down the road.” Tony replied and he waved up a screen to show a photo of future Steve in the garage with everyone.

“Oh I was somewhere, but it didn’t look like it was far off from this era. Everything looked the same. I wasn’t sure where I was until I saw a date somewhere.” Steve seemed like he was trying to phrase his response carefully and he looked back at Tony.

His eyes then swerved over to where Bucky, Sam and you were standing. He started striding forward and you were sure he was going over to Bucky and Sam. Your feet decided to shuffle backwards once you recalled what happened between you and this version of Steve just yesterday. You made to turn back when you felt yourself being pulled back into an embrace.

You were pushed against a solid mass of muscle; you didn’t need to look up because you knew who it was. Steve wrapped his arms tightly around you, seeming to not let you go anytime soon.

“Stefve-” Your voice was muffled against his shirt. You weren’t sure where to place your hands and you were sure it could have felt your heart being wildly against his own chest. Steve placed his head in the crook of your neck and took in a deep breath before sighing. Talk about déjà vu.

You looked over to see the rest of the guys in the garage staring on with bambi eyes. You gestured a wave towards Bucky, signalling for help. You weren’t ready for this Steve at all!

“What’s with the Capsicles hugging Y/N today?” Tony quipped from the side.

You didn’t know how long it was but knew it was long enough for a hug to turn awkward. You tried to place your hands between Steve and yourself to create distance.

“Steve, what’s wrong?” Your voice came out squeaky as you willed yourself to look into his eyes. You were surprised to see Steve’s eyes looking red and puffy as if he had been previously crying.

“Stay with me, Y/N. Just a little while longer.” He answered and how could you say no. You obliged and eventually wrapped your arms around him, returning his hug. The rest of the guys were befuddled at what was going on but decided to let the two of you have your moment.

You could hear Sam making a comment as he walked off. “Geez what a weird day and I haven’t even had a drink yet.” Bucky scoffed and proceeded to smack his head before walking forward.

Your eyes followed him and when he caught your stare, he winked before walking off. Your brows knitted at his previous actions but then you realised you had something more important to attend to. You still had a blonde super soldier clinging on to you like a koala.

“Alright, Steve. That’s enough of a hug. This is getting weird.” Upon your words, Steve finally released you but still held onto your arms.

“About yesterday, Y/N, I-” Steve started speaking and our eyes widened in anticipation of his following words. You don’t think you could bear to hear it. You cupped your ears and immediately ran off, making gibberish noise to tune him out.

“Wait, Y/N! Please listen to what I have to say!” Steve started chasing after you. He chased after you for a good several minutes out to the compound grounds. He knew where you were heading, you didn’t know why your feet decided to bring you there but you guessed that if any form of rejection is happening, you want it away from the eyes from anyone in the compound.

“Y/N Y/L/N! Stop it right there!” You halted in your tracks.

You turned back to see Steve Rogers with both hands on his hips. You felt like child being reprimanded by a parent. “Way to make an old man chase after you, Y/N Y/L/N.”

“You’re not that old.” You quipped back at his words.

“I’m well over 100, doll.” Steve reminded you as he laughed.

“You don’t need to run away from me, Y/N. What I’m about to say, well I-” Steve started stuttering and you could see him slightly nervous.

“What is it?” You tried to encourage him. Steve’s eyes started to turn red and he was looking at the ground.

“I like you too. I really like you Y/N.” Steve finally mustered the courage to let the words out of his mouth.

“Be my girl, please? I promise to love you and protect you always.” He added on. You felt your jaw dropped at what you were hearing. No way! Did Steve return your feelings? But how? But why?

“But yesterday, the party, you didn’t, I was drunk-” Your sentences weren’t making sense, but Steve knew what you meant.

“I know and I was honestly taken aback by your confession, doll. But I did some thinking and I realised that I feel the same too. I never realised how much I did until I lost you doll.” Steve’s long legs brought him closer to and he cradled your face with both his hands.

“You didn’t lose me, what are you talking about?” His words were puzzling, what did he meant by lose? How could it even be possible? You were right here all this time.

“I just- I don’t want to let you go ever. Please stay by my side.” Steve’s words only served to confuse you further, but you couldn’t bother to think about it in greater depth. You wanted Steve and he wanted you too. You nodded. “Always.”

Steve grinned a toothy wide smile before leaning in for a kiss. You two poured all your emotions into the kiss and it made your hearts soar. When you both finally pulled apart for a breather, Steve spoke. “I can’t wait for our future together.”

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50 years into the future

Steve landed on a grassy patch from the combustion of Tony and Bruce’s machine. He looked over to assess his surroundings and realised that he was not in the compounds anymore.

Steve then realised he was at a cemetery and there was a bouquet of flowers that laid on the ground beside his feet. He picked up the bouquet with lavender wrapping paper and turned to examine it further.

He then looked down again, this time to a gravestone standing just a few feet away from him.

Y/N ROGERS

A DEAR WIFE.

A LOYAL FRIEND.

A FIERCE FIGHTER

1988- 2030

The words Steve read before him hit him harder than a train wreck. How could this be possible? 2030? This means that Y/N only lived till a young age of 42. That was earlier than expected. Why was his heart aching in pain?

The tears started streaming down his face before he could even comprehend them. Steve dropped to his knees in front of the gravestone and hunched over with the bouquet gripped tightly in his hands.

“Y/N…” He whispered. “I swear I will change this future.”

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#steve rogers x reader #steve rogers #captain america #marvel fanfiction #marvel fanfic #au #stever rogers x y/n #angstsfordays

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agentem · 5 years

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Endgame questions: Sharon Carter, Peggy Carter, Team Carters, some Steve stuff, SHIELD, some Bucky and Sam

I feel like I should just get the Sharon stuff out of the way. Readers, if you are new, I love Sharon Carter--mostly from the comics because she never had much to do in the movies. I also love Peggy Carter because, originally, Stan Lee had written them as sisters and I fucking LOVE SISTER RELATIONSHIPS (see future post on Gamora and Nebula).

Now, of course, they are great aunt and grand niece (that is Peggy is Sharon’s grandparent’s--I believe, grandfather Michael if Agent Carter is still canon--sibling.)

Markus and McFeely (who WROTE these movies) said Sharon was originally LIVING with Steve while he was on the run in Infinity War and that she was cut (”she was cut” is Sharon’s whole MCU history). I say that because she was originally the “female lead” of CATWS and was cut, in favor of Black Widow. She was originally part of “Team Captain America” and part of the airport battle in CAWC, but was cut in favor of Ant-Man/Spider-man happening. (This had to do with the Sony deal happening or not, which is neither here nor there.)

But the point is, she is a character that I care about. I don’t necessarily need her and Steve to be together in the comics. Some of my fave Sharon comics are her teaming with Black Widow or other Agents of SHIELD.

Anyway, back to them “living together.” I don’t think that is canon because if it is, it is fucking dark. It’s one thing to have kissed your grand-niece it’s another thing to have fucked her a bunch of times and had five years of a stable relationship with her from the time it started in CACW.

I HOPE he kissed her and then she fucking moved on with her life. She’s fucking thriving at the CIA. I hope she survived the Snap and maybe got involved with Nick Fury’s underground SHIELD. I mean, they mention Button Bob (whose real name I never remember) at the end of Infinity War as someone who is still on Fury’s team. He was also in Age of Ultron. I would’ve loved to have seen Sharon in Age of Ultron or mentioned as still a SHIELD agent in Infinity War.

Because SHIELD is goddamned important to her. She wanted to be like Peggy. She joined up despite her family’s protests (this is mentioned off-hand in CW) and Peggy was the only one who supported her. Those two had a familial relationship where Peggy mentored her and served as a guide for her career.

You know, what? Fuck it, I’m just going to headcanon that once Fury and Maria Hill are Snapped, Sharon is in-charge of SHIELD. (I think this probably conflicts with the TV show I haven’t watched since Simmons got stuck on that weird planet?) But I don’t give a fuck because Sharon needs to get something.

I am also conflicted as to whether going back to being with Peggy is “moving on” or “going back” for Steve. I think it is the latter, honestly. Like he got jealous that Tony got to have a family? They seem to have conflated “moving on” with “getting a life” in the film. But Nat talks about having a life with the Avengers. That is what I thought Steve had.

Like, okay maybe he wasn’t living with Sharon Carter for the last ten years. (Five on the run, five after the Snap). But is not having a girlfriend or children the worst thing in the world?

As an asexual childless individual, I don’t really understand. He seemed to rely on Nat and Sam and together they were trying to help Bucky, who is really just beginning his healing process in Wakanda when they PULL HIM OUT to join this fight.

I know a lot of Stucky fans are really bummed. I get that. The Russos always said that since they were brothers, they were attracted to the Steve/Bucky narrative as a brother story. (See above where I am super into sister stories, so I get that.) But I also know that a HUGE part of the audience did not read it as they saw it. And they know that. They totally swerved into it in CACW and were certainly aware of the backlash against the kiss with Sharon.

Even if the audience did read it as the Russos intended (and I don’t think creator intent is the same as what comes across): would Gamora abandon Nebula? Would Thor leave Loki? Would Pietro leave Wanda?

I did see that Sebastian Stan played it like Bucky somehow knew that Steve was leaving for good. That is why they have the “you’re taking all the stupid with you” exchange that they had when Bucky went off to war. (Is marriage really like war?) And had him know who the old man was way before Sam did.

But Bucky being sort of okay with it doesn’t mean it is okay? At the end of CACW said his philosophy was that he believed in people. Specific people, sure. He had abandoned the Avengers for Bucky, really.

The only way I can explain it, is that he and Nat were a team, right? And now she’s dead and he’s like “holy shit, I gotta find that life Tony talked about fast!” And he made a split second, impulsive decision. (Which, again, I really think you should PLAN your time travel before you do it, and like discuss the possible unseen ramifications with other people.)

I guess this movie is about the Avengers needing grief counselors (like if Sam had been there, since I assume he is certified in some way to run meetings at the VA, none of this would have happened).

Pause for a moment to appreciate Sam Wilson more. (Do it, goddamn it.)

As for Peggy Carter, I am not sure if this is a yay Peggy for me? I was happy to see her. And I would have looked at her with the same heart eyes that Steve did through the window, let’s be honest.

But I also really loved the first season of Agent Carter. That scene where she says goodbye to him on the Brooklyn Bridge (which better not be covered in goddamn boats, New York) was really great. Hayley Atwell moved me and I believed she was going to find love elsewhere and be FINE.

Not only FINE but THRIVE.

I know the show suggested that her husband was Daniel Sousa, who I liked just fine. I had always hoped the show would be more ambitious and play with the Peggy and Gabriel Jones dynamic from the comics. It’s not a big part of the comics, but when Steve comes back and is IMMEDIATELY like “gross you are old” to Peggy. she is devastated and Sharon is like “what the fuck, you asshole.” (Don’t be so mean to my older sister!) But she eventually finds love with Gabriel Jones, the Howling Commando, and the white lady with the black man pisses Red Skull off, which is fun for me. So I still ship it (just because “fuck you, nazis!”).

I feel like the MCU version of Steve might have picked up with Peggy even though she was old in CATWS, except she had the Alzheimer’s. I personally think that would’ve been fucking rad to cast an older actress and have her be the love interest. (See upcoming post on ageism and women in Hollywood). But they didn’t go there. They cast a Sharon Carter but really did not follow through with it.

Anyway, in the movie Peggy bonds with Steve because he’s an outsider and they’ve both “had every door shut in their face.” I thought it would have been cool to deal with that in the actual context of 50s America. MCU Peggy is NOT American but she is expected to enforce American laws as they were at the time. How does she feel about that with regard to race in America? How is Gabe dealing with having every door shut in his face, even after becoming a distinguished war hero and personally capturing Armin Zola (who they just let wander around SHIELD?) after Captain America and Bucky were busy dying/crying on the train.

I don’t know, that is what I wanted season 2 of Agent Carter to be. They did cast an African American actor as a kind of pre-Hulk character but he turned out to be terrible, which was pretty problematic for me, and left me thinking well maybe Peggy with Daniel Sousa wouln’t be so bad.

Daniel is a disabled veteran, he can’t be having a super fun life.

Oh wait, now his wife is probably leaving him for a Super Soldier? That has gotta hurt. I feel bad for these characters who are kind of abandoned by the narrative.

OTOH, we got to see Jarvis in a movie! And Sam is Captain America now. Change that logo, Disney+. I wanna see “The New Captain America and the Winter Soldier” now.

Steve let me down but Sam doesn’t usually. Maybe I should move on.

#endgame questions #endgame spoilers #spoilers #sharon carter #peggy carter #margaret carter #agent carter #emily van camp #daniel sousa #gabriel jones #gabe jones #sam wilson #bucky barnes #stucky #sort of #everything falls apart without natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff

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brightsun-and-darkmidnight · 5 years

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Heartbeat: A Fragile Reminder

TITLE: Heartbeat: A Fragile Reminder

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 1 / ?

AUTHOR: brightsun-and-darkmidnight

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki falling in love with a Midgardian and his words to Thor about Jane during Dark World coming back to haunt him. “It would be a heartbeat. You would never be ready.”

RATING: M for Mature

NOTES/WARNINGS: ~▪︎~FOR THE WHOLE STORY~▪︎~

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Check Masterlist. It's going to be a long read. I try to keep each chapter around 3,000 words.

My Ao3: brightsun_and_darkmidnight

!-!TRIGGER WARNING(S)!-!

So many triggers, read ALL of them!

Swearing. Angst. Death. Depression. Violence. Self-harm. Regret. Carelessness for safety. Doubts. Torture. NSFW. Smut. Fluff. And Of Course- Mischief.

Summary: Alicia backstory and the meeting

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Alicia was so tired. The last rescue mission was too much. She had almost been killed, but that was all part of being a part of SHIELD. She was used as backup, and capturing individuals. It wasn't like she was untrained. She worked out every other day for about 1 hour, give or take with rests. Everyday she used magic and practiced drawing.

She also went to the base and trained with her father one week per month on refining moves and training in new fields of defense. Most of the time she knew in advance about missions. Alicia allowed herself to sigh heavily. Intense training basically started when her mother, Angela, was killed by one of her father's enemies. He had many from being an agent of SHIELD, thus resulting in Alicia, her sister, and mother becoming targets. Which resulted in always being under surveillance. Her mother was trained to fight but not at the level of her father. Alicia was trained since her magic surfaced at age five. She was a witch. Able to draw pivotal moments of the future. Her visions hit her suddenly but sometimes she could put off having them to a more appropriate time. When Alicia was twelve she drew a man going after Alicia's sister, Marcibeth. It alarmed her father because it was the brother of someone that he had killed a while back. A few days later, the man got past the guards and security system of their house and her father was not home. Alicia’s eyes closed tightly at the memory. A blast of magic from her mother to knock the attacker back. The dark clothed figure was on his feet as fast as he was knocked down. Flashes of a knife. A scream of pain. Blood. Her mother screaming at Alicia to grab her sister, Marcibeth, and to run. Alicia frozen in the spot she stood. The man approaching her swiftly. Sharp and dark color eyes that held anger. Dark hair with a light amount of facial fair. Big ears.

Alicia had never been in a serious dangerous situation before. She tried to calm herself. Focused energy into her hand and sent it towards the man. He dogged it barely. It grazed his cheek and blood spilt from it. His hand went to his new injury. He glared with an intensity that it sent all of her confidence out the window.

Marcibeth appeared in front of Alicia and yelled for the guards. Marcibeth had fallen ill a few days ago from overworking… Stubbornness to stop working ran in the family. Although she was weakened she was able to hold off the man.

The heavy steps of the guards running up the stairs. The man threw a candle on the floor before jumping out the window. Promising to see them again. Running to her mother and seeing the blood.

“You did good sweetie. Dad will be so proud.”

“Mom stay with me. Mom, please?” Alicia had just started to learn healing magic. She tried to heal her mother but she didn't see results.

“Sweetie. I'm proud of you, you did a good job. Alicia stop.”

Angela's hands were on Alicia's to pull her hands away.

“I love you all so much.” Her voice was so weak and her eyelids were heavy.

“I love you too, Mom.” Alicia sobbed.

Alicia watched as her bright blue, almost white, eyes closed.

Her face peaceful. The absolute fear coursing through her body… Marcibeth dragging her out of the house. Her mother's lifeless body being carried by the guards. Alicia staring in fear at her house being consumed by flames. And realizing just how hot it was in there when she was out exposed to the cool summer night.

The guards were trying to put the fire out as Alicia was pleading for someone to help her mother. Marcibeth was trying to tell Alicia that their mother was gone.

A horn screamed desperately for attention.... Alicia forced her eyes open then threw her weight to the side of her bike to take a sharp turn, avoiding a head on collision. She kept her eyes open to prevent the history from taking hold of her again. Her body shaking. She was only a few minutes away from her destination. She saw the sign for her slightly temporary escape from her agent life. Her normal life as she and Marcibeth referred to it. "Mind and Body." It was a 24 hour library, cafe, and gym. In the library floors; the ground, first and second floors, had chairs among the books but also had the option for private rooms. The cafe was on the ground floor as well as the gym. The building also had a few apartments available as well on the top two floors. Alicia and Marcibeth had one of those apartments, their father insisting that Marcibeth stay with her. Alicia was determined to get there quickly to shower and relax. She parked her sports bike in her area of the parking. She breathed. She forced herself to relax. She knew there would be small talk to have on her journey to her home. Alicia swung her leg over the bike with a heavy sigh. She took her helmet off and her bangs came loose from her braided hair. Alicia steadied her breathing and began her walk. Adjusting the straps of her large thigh bags as she walked into lobby. The black leather protesting on her bags and jacket. Alicia planned on walking past the lobby desk but saw her sister at the desk and heard a lovely deep voice. "Surely there has to be another option." Alicia heard her sister apologizing, "I'm sorry all of the private rooms are reserved for a whole week." Alicia looked up to see her sister, Marcibeth having a talk with some tall dark haired man. Alicia had to admit the man's voice was deep and dreamy. His backside was a sight in that dark suit. Strong stance. Alicia tried not to stare as she got closer. Marcibeth noticed though, smiled and greeted her with a knowing smile, “hello, Ali.” “Hello Marci" Alicia smiled. Chanced a glance at the man. Shit. It was Loki. He was the God of mischief and lies. He was trouble… he caused the huge fuss in SHIELD about needing to operate full time to discover new weapons and protection. Though…. She also believed Thor's genuine seeming announcement that Loki was mind controlled by the infinity stone during his attack on Earth. Many people were weary about having all the Asgardians living on Earth after their own planet was no more. After Ragnarok. Thor, the King of Asgard, explained everything. Alicia thought, who would be better than Thor to explain the Asgardians situation. To speak on behalf of Loki?

Alicia smiled. And turned back to her sister, “What is the problem?”

“He wants a private room but they are all booked. The first opening is not for the next week.” Marci got that suggestive grin, “I mean you could take him to our apartment.”

Alicia rolled her eyes immediately after Marcibeth winked.

“Dad wanted me relay the message for you to, “fucking behave.” He noticed you left early.” Alicia assumed Marcibeth knew she would have been missed in their family training session.

“I figured he would. It’s mostly why I did.”

Alicia laughed her sister’s name, “Marcibeth. He was so angry.”

Loki was watching these Midgardians talk. The woman behind the desk had green eyes and short layered dark hair. She also had porcelain skin. This Marcibeth was healthy looking but only had the required muscles for daily living.

Though, this Ali, she was toned and it was easy to see due to her form fitting clothes. Her skin had more warm color but it was still light in tone. Her light golden blonde hair was to her waist pulled back in a braid but her long bangs framed her face. Then her icy blue eyes popped among the dark eye makeup. Her lips were glossed but were a pale pink color. She had the best smile.

"Loki" Alicia asked. She realized he wasn't looking at her eyes when they flickered and he was looking directly in them. "You can come to my room if you want. So long as you don't mind a little noise." Loki’s grinned, "Anything for you, Darling." Alicia felt heat rise through her face and hoped her makeup hid it well. She looked at Marcibeth, "I'll see you later," and Marcibeth winked. Alicia rolled her eyes and started walking, "Come on Loki."

Alicia lead Loki to the elevator down the decorated and fancy trimmed walls.

"It's not much but it is home. I share the apartment with my sister, Marcibeth, the woman at the desk. I'm sure you are used to much more.... elegant things growing up in a castle and all that stuff." Alicia looked to Loki and smiled, "It is more private than the common area though."

The elevator door opened and Alicia walked out, leading the way. She walked to the second to last door. Got her key from her hip pocket, all while holding her motorcycle helmet. “If it is a mess in here I apologize. I have been away for a while for work.”

The hallway was clean, well lit and the bright tan walls aided in making it brighter.

Loki stepped in after she walked in and turned on the lights.

The place was clean.The walls inside were a cream and tan color. The furniture was dark brown, maybe even black. The cushions of the chairs were lighter in color but darker than the walls by a few shades.

The kitchen was a decent size for a person to move around comfortably. The counter pushed away from the wall and turned into a bar with only enough room for two stools. Behind the stools was the living area. A medium sectional couch was positioned so the back was towards the bar stools. Actually just giving people enough room to walk between the seats a door on that wall between the seats leading to her sister’s side of the apartment. The couch ended at the wall, where there was a large window. There was a door closed to the left, across from her sister’s door, it was Alicia’s bathroom and bedroom. A medium sized TV with large bookshelves filled with books and varying random figures. There were frames on the walls behind the couch.

Alicia nibbled on her lip as Loki inspected those pictures. Maybe she shouldn't display her art for everyone to see. The images weren't drawn using magic so they were just plain practice drawings. She undid her hip and thigh bags. Alicia got her drawing tablet out of the bag, set it on the coffee table. She held the bag in her hand and grabbed her helmet, going to the other half of her small home. She called for Loki, "The bathroom is this way.”

Loki walked through the door she pointed and Alicia walked into another room. The room Loki went to was the bathroom, large enough for a; basic tub and shower combination, a toilet, sink and counter with mirror, as well as a washer and dryer on top of that.

She had taken off her leather jacket and hung it in the walk in closet. Put away her helmet, boots and bags. She was setting clothes on the bed. Black lacy underwear and matching bra. A t-shirt and comfortable looking pants. She threw a pair of socks on the bed as well. Placing her hands on her hips she demanded, "Well? Are you going to read or invade my privacy?" "Do I have options?" "Yeah. To go sit on the couch, read and stay there." Loki took the steps to her, "And the other option?" Alicia sent an unruffled look at him. "Go to the common area in the library." She pushed him out so she could lock him in the kitchen and living space.

Alicia went to the bathroom; stripped her clothes off, turned the shower on, got in and washed quickly. She did not let the water massage her neck and shoulders. She hurried to wash the stickiness from the accumulation of sweat. Once done she reapplied concealer and mascara as well as light natural colors of eyeshadow. A very different look that what Loki just saw. To apply make-up was her time to prepare to be what she wanted. To show people the mask of what she wanted them to see. She couldn't let anyone see her bare. Without makeup, she was exposed. Make-up gave her confidence in the things she did. It hid the redness in her face when she was flustered. Kept the tears behind her eyes.

Alicia gripped the towel around her and took cautious steps to her bedroom. Even checked the walk in closet before removing the towles from her body and hair. She dressed and brushed her hair till there were no tangles for the time being.

She applied deodorant, perfume, and lotion to herself to have a more appealing smell than just showered smell. She walked into the common area and saw him reading one of her books. His eyes looked at her briefly and she continued her walk to the kitchen.

Alicia's stomach gurgled and she caught a glimpse of the time. 11:35 PM. She hadn't eaten since her late lunch at 2PM. No wonder she was hungry. She called out, "Hey Loki." "Yes, Darling?" That damn voice Alicia cursed internally. "Want something to eat?" Alicia heard Loki shut his book and watched him advance. He walked in a controlled manner, like a cat. "What do you have in mind, Darling?" He asked setting his book to the side as he eyed her up and down. Alicia watched as his eyes scanned her body quickly. She was used to catching attention because of her eyes. People always stared. But they looked away when caught. Loki looked as if he was proud to be caught and dared her to do something. His eyes locked with hers. She rolled her eyes. She's probably just some pretty face everyone else sees her as. She wanted to be seen as; smart, hard working, and determined. Confident because of those qualities. Not seen as confident because she had physical qualities that most deemed unusual and attractive. "I am offering digestible food." Alicia spoke and went to rummage through the cabinets. She looked in the fridge. "How about grilled cheese and tomato soup?" "Never had it." Alicia faced him and saw him turning the page with one hand. Backside leaning against the counter. Ankles crossed. Everything about his posture screaming "bored." "Seriously?" Alicia asked incredulously. Loki looked up at her. His face was stoic, "Seriously." "Time to get off your high horse then." Alicia muttered quietly. Alicia saw his eyebrows knit together then relax as just one lifted. His lips pressed in a line.

She had been heard. She couldn't stop the giggle that erupted from her. She set some relaxing music on her blue tooth speaker and quickly got to work, smile on her face the entire time. She was fully prepared for something, anything other than a simple eyebrow movement. Maybe Loki had changed, well, wasn't being mind controlled at least. Maybe she could do as Thor pleaded and, “give Loki a chance.”

Alicia pondered over the idea as she prepared and made the grilled cheese and tomato soup.

Would it be so bad to give him a chance? He had so many chances to do wrong on the way here from the Avengers tower. The Avengers would be after him. Did he know her abilities? Did he know she was an agent?

The food was done.

Alicia relaxed herself and decided to play the simple civilian until her abilities were brought up.

Alicia set the plate and bowl in front of him with a sheepish smile, "It doesn't look the best but it tastes pretty good." She cut the messy sandwich with a knife and fork. Dipped a piece in the light red liquid and ate it. "Try it." Alicia said gesturing towards the food. Then cut another piece and ate it. Loki copied her with some skepticism. She was watching him intently. He said, "It is not bad,” and took another bite. "I'll take it as a compliment." Alicia took a bite and turned to do the dishes. It was silent except for the sound of the dishes being done, the quiet question if he was done once his plate was empty and the relaxing music.

Loki did not know Midgard was capable of such...tranquility. He has only ever experienced terrible things such as stares, whispering, and verbal jabs by those brave enough to evoke a challenge. Too often he was left frustrated and took it out on his environment, as well as returning the verbal jabs and possibly threats.

Here. With this midgardian that was foolish or brave to let him of all people in her home. He felt a peace he hasn't felt in a long time. Wanting to stay in this state a little longer, Loki turned the pages with care to not disturb the peace.

Loki attempted to read his book but... He kept finding her in his vision. He cursed himself each time he had to pry his eyes away from her form. From her; teeth exposed by her grin, that tongue that would swipe over those lips, hands that moved with fluid movements holding purpose, the sway in her hips as she danced absentmindedly. Loki reminded himself to calm down. The last thing he needed was to have a one night stand with some Midgardian and ruin his chance at privacy for the next week. However, it had been so long since he had someone under him, calling out his name. His growing problem was becoming uncomfortable in these tight pants. He made a mental note to reserve one of the rooms indefinitely on his way out. He had the money due to him becoming an Avenger per Thor's demand. Thor's great plan was so that Loki would win over the hearts of Midgard easier through his heroics. Loki felt rage. He wasn't popular with the Midgardians, all with reason. His own people probably despised him more, again, with good reason. Winning their favor was a lost cause. Loki stopped. Why was this Midgardian treating him with.... Kindness?

Alicia stretched with a groan. She looked at Loki staring at the book. He seemed deep in thought. She left him to think as she went to her favorite spot on the couch, the corner. Grabbing her tablet off the table she threw the blanket over herself and leaned back with a sigh of bliss. She could easily lounge back and loved the comfort of feeling encased. She noticed Loki hasn't moved. "It's way more comfortable on the couch." She heard him chuckle. Watched him stand fully and walk to the couch. He sat down by the large window, but he still looked... alert, tense. "Want a blanket, Loki?" "No. Thank you." Loki paused, "You know who I am?" Alicia laughed briefly, "I do have a TV and I live in New York. I know of you and your actions." Alicia gliding her pencil at her drawing tablet placing lines on the canvas. "I wouldn't mind getting to know you as you are, though. Thor seems hell bent on staying here and obviously wants you to, too. It must be stressful for you to be back here….Everyone needs breaks and I figured you were no different." Alicia grinned at him, "obviously you are sneaking out like some teen to get away from prying parents." Loki chuckled, "You amuse me Darling. Are you an artist?" She hummed. She couldn't lie because he could probably easily tell, but also couldn't tell him she drew the future and shared those images with SHIELD. "Something like that. My art is only seen there," she pointed at the wall, "here," she waved at her tablet, "and at my work. I signed a contract to only sell my artwork to my collector." "It's a shame. They should be seen by more people." "Thanks." Alicia kept her eyes trained on her tablet as she practised perfecting her drawing skills. The area became peaceful. The relaxing music playing softly. The warmth under the blanket. The serenity of drawing without pressure. Alicia glanced at Loki and she laughed, thus catching his attention. His eyebrow rose. "Are you always so..... Alert? You need to relax." Alicia got a blanket and threw it at him. He caught it without looking. She noted his clothes. His dark suit. "Bring comfy clothes next time." She noticed the mischievous smile and the brightness to his eyes. "Will there be a next time?" "Are we going to get to know each other?" Alicia asked. She was containing her grin to a smirk and glanced at him from the corner of her eye. Loki's mouth parted and he looked to the side. He was not expecting that. Smiling widely locking his eyes with hers, "Yes. Of course." He draped the blanket over his lap and relaxed more. Not totally relaxed but more. "Better," Alicia commented then started to draw again. The comfortable peace was restored. "Darling, What time is it?" "4:30 AM." "I am terribly sorry. I've kept you up all night." Alicia laughed as he got up. "It's ok. I have an unbelievably hard time falling asleep." "Well I certainly didn't help." "I wasn't planning on trying to sleep. You are ok," Alicia laughed. "Let me see your phone."

Loki looked at her confused. "What for?" "So I can put my number in it. -So you can let me know when you are coming? So I can meet you in the lobby when you get here?" Alicia's explanation became more and more confused sounding as she continued. "Please tell me you have a phone." "I do,” Loki grinned. Alicia held out her hand and Loki placed a phone in her hand. Alicia typed her name and number. She went for her own phone and entered his name and number on hers. Handed him his. She sent a text to him. Loki's phone went off and he looked at it. A new message from Alicia Mae. It was a new name. He gave her an amused look before opening it. Alicia Mae. 4:41 AM. "Have a good day!" Loki grinned. And typed back. Alicia's phone went off and she laughed checking her phone. Loki. 4:42 AM. "You as well, Darling. Till next time." Alicia stared and he was looking back. "I look forward to knowing you" Alicia said with a beaming smile. Loki grinned. "Same. But I do need to go." Alicia tapped on his phone that was still in his hand, "Text me." "I will." Loki stepped backwards, "See you soon." He opened the door and gave her one last look. "Bye" She called out before the door closed.

Alicia turned and saw the book he chose. It was one of her favorite poem books. Alicia's heart fluttered when she realized she was alone. That was a million times better than what she expected. She was also able to keep her normal and agent life mostly separated. Well besides she was an agent and he was a war criminal.. No one had to tell her that her agent life always played a major role in her life. Took up more than 90 % of her life. She wondered how long she would be able to keep it away from Loki. Alicia wondered if he already knew. Alicia bundled herself in a blanket and watched the sun rise. Once the vivid colors went away she started to make breakfast. Leaving some for Marcibeth's when she got off of her library job. She dressed for a work out and went to train. She chatted with a few people. The conversations were bland and held no depth. About protein and about how much they can lift. "Back off dude. She's got a man." "Marci!" Alicia hissed, obviously embarrassed. The boring man walked away. "Thank you. -But seriously?" Alicia quickly walked away from her. Getting on a treadmill. Marcibeth stood in front of the treadmill, arms raised, "Come on. Don't tell me nothing happened?!" Alicia hushed her sharply. "He is hot as hell!" Marcibeth pointed her finger at Alicia, "I saw you two eyeing each other." Marcibeth threw her hands in the air when Alicia did nothing.

“You know who that was right?” Alicia asked.

“Yeah… So when you get to him, let me have his brother.” Marcibeth winked. “So seriously… nothing happened?” Alicia let the silence linger for a while. "I got his number." "Well give it to me." Alicia crackled in laughter. The grin was evident in Marcibeth's voice, "Is he different from the attack?" Alicia thought back to the last few hours, "I really believe so."

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Could you write a bamf! either ghost king au or clockworks apprentice au Danny meets the avengers please? You're writing is beautiful

Danny had always figured that he was to busy to ever go back to the mortal world. When he died for good and became a full ghost, he had immediately been made king and schooled in the art of Ghost Zone politics. And that had been…God, that had been such a long time ago. Occasionally his core would ache, and there wasn’t really anything he could do about it. His obsession was to protect, but all of the ghosts stayed In the Zone for the most part. Ever since he had died for good they never felt the need to haunt the real world. And because he was king now, they didn’t cause much trouble. Any trouble that was caused was either taken care of by Walker, or it was the Observants on the receiving end of a prank. His obsession wasn’t getting the attention it needed, and it was finally starting to take a physical toll on his body.

He sagged in his throne, the armor he wore biting into his skin in a few places, but he didn’t bother moving. He had long ago gotten used to the feeling. His eyes wandered to the large walls of Phantom’s Keep, eyes raking over the paintings that Princess Dora had her artists make. They were amazing, and highly detailed, if a bit overdramatic. Some were from when he was a halfa, standing tall and proud. Some were him defeating the old king, Pariah Dark. Some of them were more recent, showing off his broad shoulders. In those ones his face was always young, because he had died young the second time, but somehow they always managed to capture his blazing green eyes just right. Old and tired.

If he was bored like this for more than an eternity he could see why pariah lost his marbles.

He sighed, glancing over to his faithful servant. When Fright Knight had first started taking orders from Danny it had been…Strange. He wasn’t used to ordering his old enemies around and them actually listening. Fright knight not only listening, he went above and beyond for Danny. He remembered Clockwork mentioning that serving the king, no matter who the king was, was the Knight’s obsession. Pariah had taken full advantage of that.

Danny sighed again, tapped his fingers on his thigh a couple of times, and stood up.

“Fright Knight,” he said in a commanding voice. “I’m going to the Mortal World. Watch over the castle.”

“As you wish, my lord,” the faithful servant replied.

Danny could’t give you an answer as to why he wanted to o to the mortal world. Maybe he missed it? Maybe he missed people? Either way, the feeling in his gut fel right when he said it. Danny had always been one to go off of his instincts.

Without sayig anything else, he held out his hand and opened a portal.

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“We’re under heay fire!” Came Captain America’s voice as he barreled through the enemies. Hawkeye rolled his eyes. Of course they were under fire, thy were always under fire. It’s not like the old man has to point it out every fucking time.

He knckea few arrows, quickly letting them fly through the air, not bohering to make sure they hit their mark. He knew that they did if the gurgling was anything ot go by.

He quickly reached back to get more, and a pit in his stomach grew when all he got as air.

“Aww, arrows,” he whined. That’s okay, though. He was Hawkeye. He was good at improvising. hell, he did so much that at this point he was a fucking expert at it. He heard the guns stop.

He let out a huff before spinning aound, ready to fight fire with a bow, but he stopped short. Because standing right in front of him was a floating, glowing man. He had broad shoulders and a tall frame that was covered in bits of armor. Around his shouldes was a white fur cloak, but it wasn’t nearly as white as the dude’s hair. Floating above his head was a crown coated in ice. He looked around, seemingly unphased by the commoion he had walked into. In fact, the guy almost looked bored.

“Who are you?” hawkeye called to him. The words left hi lips before he could stop and think that maybe this guy wasn’t on his side.

The figure turned around, and a chill went down Clint’s spine because of how freaking green they were. But it wasn’t any kind of green he had seen. It was a toxic color, like the kind you fid in those barrels full of chemical waste in the mvies. Like acid. It was unnerving.

“Where am I?” He asked. And hly shit. On top of his voice being a deep baritone, it also had a sort of echo to it, like a tinging Clint really couldn’t place his finge on. For a split second he wondered if it was the being, or if it was just his hearing aids acting up.

"Uh,” Clint said. Perfect. Very smart. The being cocked his head tot he side, amused. It was a very human thing to do, and Clint didn’t know if it wa because he looked human but man it was so obvious that he asn’t. Nobody had eyes like that. Nobod glowed like that. And he was sure as hell nobody hovered like him. It wasn’t much but it was enough to catch Clint’s attention.

"East Berlin,” somebody answered behind him. He whirled around, only to see Sam Wilson, holding two guns up. Oe was pointed at the figure, and the other was pointed at the hydra goons on the other side of the miniature No-Man’s land, saring in awe at the glowing man. “Who are you?”

“My apologies,” the stranger said, completely unconcerned a the gun pointed his way. “I do suppose introducitons are a polie thing to do. My name is Phantom.”

Phantom? Like-as in a ghost? Does that mean he’s a ghost? Why would a ghost nam himsefl Ghost? When did ghosts start being more than fiction?

“Are you a good guy or a bad guy?” Clint asked. If he wa bad then they were in trouble, because e could practically feel the power coming off of this Phanom character. If he was good then maybe he could help them wth the whole ‘let’s take down this hydra base in case we find out more information on Steve’s long los friend, Bucky’ situation. Namely getting past security.

"Good, I guess,” he shrugged. “And you?”

“We’re the superheroes, they’re the bad guys!” Sam called to him, gsturing with his pistols. Phantom nodded before turning around to the hydra army He floated forward, and stopped before turning his head back.

"You might want to duck,” he warned. And despite wanting to see how this guy would totally mess up those other guys, he did as he was told. he crouched back down behind his little makeshif shield, gad it was big enough for two.

They waited patiently, listening to the noises of screams and some other scraping noise. He heard explosions and gun fire. For some reason, Clint had the odd urge of twiddling his thumbs, but when the fighting stopped the thought left his mind as soon as it had come.

Instead of standing up, he and Sam just kind of peaked their heads over the top of their tiny barrier, eyes widening in surprise at the scene.

Ice coated the ground as well as turning some of the hydra guys into popsicles. Other were bleeding, their suits detereorating and the smell of burnt flesh heavy in the air. The rest didn’t have heads.

“Woah,” Sam said behind him. Sometime during their starring Cap, Tony, natasha, and Thor had dropped behind them, ogling at the mess like them.

“What the hell?” Tony ased, his mask flicking up so hey could see his expression. It was a little bit of amazement, a little bit of fear. Clint glanced at the rest of the team. Natasha’s face gave nothing away but the hesitation in her hands showed that she was thinking they were on thin ice. Steve’s jaw was set and his eyes were hard, and he couldn’t tell if it was because of Phan to m or because if the death grip Thor has on his shoulder, holding on so tight his knuckles were white. His eyes were huge, starring at the ghost (?) Intently.

“Do mine own eyes deceive me?” He whispered, almost to himself. Nobody but Clint seemed to hear though, and that in and of itself was ironic.

“Most of them are alive,” Phantom said, turning back around to them. The white of his armor was stained red, and something told Clint that none of it was his. In fact, this guy didn’t have a single scratch on him. Like what he had just done was the easiest thing in the world.

“How did you know we were the good guys?” Sam asked. “I mean, you just kind of took our word for it.”

“Well,” Phantom gave him a smile. He was young - or at least looked that way - but his eyes were ild and weary, kind of like Steve’s. Like he had seen to much shit. “I can see your auras. You are all good in your own way, but them? Their auras are dark, vengeful. And I can hear your heart beat. You were telling the truth when you said you were good.”

“My liege,” Thor stood up, walked forward, and actually kneeled before Phantom. The only person they had ever seen Thor kneel to was Odin, so this was a surprise.

“Rise, Odinson. There is no need for such formalities in this mortal world.” When Danny had heard of Norse gods being real, he had wanted to laugh in Clockwork’s face. Now though? He had seen enough proof that they existed, and now he actually had THE Thor bowing, practically kissing the ground he floated above. Danny almost didn’t feel worthy.

Thor did as he was told, standing up straighter than ever, maybe trying a little to hard to impress Phantom. But it’s not every day you meet the slayer of Pariah Dark. Because if this man the spirits of Asgard can sleep in peace.

“Who are you?” Tony asked, walking forward. Thor glared at him, wondering why he would show a king such disrespect. But Phantom didn’t seem to mind at all.

“Nice suit, dude,” he said, staring at it in awe. “Did you make it?” Tony took notice of how he avoided the ques tu on, but he couldn’t help but puff out his chest just a little. Apparently this guy was new to the 21st century.

“Yeah, I did,” he answered. “Now are you gonna tell us who you are now?”

“Man of Iron,” Thor spoke, and even though it was an introduction, there was a bit of warning in his voice. Tony decided that he was going to ignore it. If this guy wanted them dead he would have done it already. “This is Phantom, King of the Ghosts. I advise you to show more respect.”

King of ghosts? Was Thor serious? Ghosts aren’t real. Or maybe Tony had just grown up way to fast. But either way this guy’s identity was a bit of a stretch.

“It’s fine, Thor, ” Phantom said, placing a hand on Thor’s shoulder. The blonde looked over at him.

“I mean no disrespect when I ask, my king, but why have you left the Ghost Realm?”

“My obsession is to protect, but in the Ghost Zone there is nobody to protect. So I thought I would…Stretch my legs. It had been a while since I’ve been here, after all.”

“What do you mean?” Tony asked. It was a stupid question considering his title, but a guy couldn’t be too skeptical, could he?

“I died here, on Earth, many years ago. I haven’t been to the mortal realm in so long. I almost forgot what it was like.”

A smile crept up on yhe ghost’s lips, and they all saw how it didn’t quite reach his eyes. Steve briefly wondered how many people that smile has fooled. The shape of his mouth provided a sense of happiness, but inside it was a different story. Steve could somewhat relate to that. Because pretending to be okay, and lying to yourself that you’re fine, was a hell of a lot easier than faci ng what’s bothering you and making you not fine.

He has seen a lot of shit. He’s probably been bored out of his mind for centuries. His obsession, Steve guessed, is what keeps a ghost going, but if there’s nobody to protect then what’s the point of even simply being? He would have kept anilyzing his facial features if it weren’t for those acid eyes being trained on him. The small smile grew to a big, toothy grin.

“You’re Captain America! Man, I grew up reading about you!”

That threw them all for a loop. He was dead, yeah, and had app rent ly been King for fora while now, so how did he grow up reading comic books abo it Cap?

“How…?” The words died on Steve’s lips.

“When did you die?” It was the first time Natasha had spoken. Her eyes were narrowed but she was..Intrigued to say the least.

“The first time was in the early two thousands, amd the second time was when I turned 26? I’ve ben stuck like this ever since. But time in the Ghost Zone is weird. It’s like a sort of limbo where it doesn’t really exist, so I could be living in the Zone for centuries and come back and only a few minutes have passed. It’s really confusing, honestly.“

"Wat do you mean the first time? How do you die twice?” Clint asked.

“Well, when I died the first time I became a halfa - half ghost, half human. Wh en my human side died, I became a full ghost.”

“Weird.”

“Yeah, you’re telling me. Anyway, I’m glad I could help. If you guys need help just give me a call or something. I sure there’s a few pages of Latin around here somewhere.”

None of them really wanted to know what that meant, but they waved their goodbyes nonetheless as he opened a swirling green portal and disappeared. Tony blinked a couple of times before sighing and turning to Thor.

“So…Ghosts, huh?”

——Sorry this was late, I was put of town at a Green Day concert (I cried it was beautiful) and have been busy to go out of town again to Texas because of this anime con down there. But I hope yo u enjoy!-also if there are any typos I didn’t catch I apologize, most of this was written from my phone

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