#her seeing John Walker: who’s this asshole

[onceuponastory]

all this love - bucky barnes x reader

I took all this love I found, and I hope that it's enough Is it enough? - only love by pvris

Plot: After John Walker oversteps, Y/N makes sure that her boyfriend Bucky knows just how much she loves him. Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader  Warnings: John Walker being an asshole, some violence (not from Bucky), slightly graphic mentions of injuries and blood, a few mentions of Bucky’s past as The Winter Soldier, and the anxiety/self doubt he has afterwards. As always, if I miss any triggers please let me know! Notes: Some of you may know but I love PVRIS, and I love this song, so of course I had to write something for Bucky using it. Not beta’d, so any mistakes are my own. Also, thanks again to @staticscreenwriting / @astartothemoon for my dividers!

Y/N scans the room, keeping an eye out for Karli and the other Flag Smashers. As she does, she suppresses a sigh. She loves accompanying Bucky and Sam on their  missions and helping them as best as she can, but this time it’s different. For once, she can’t wait to get home. Mostly because of their company - John Walker. 

At first, she tried to be civil, even though she, like the others, doesn’t agree with him being made Captain America. And Lemar is friendly enough. But John’s done nothing but be annoying and rude to them all ever since they joined forces. At least once this is over, they can forget he ever existed.

Right now, John’s complaining about something yet again, angrily pacing around as he does. “John, just calm down. We’ll find Karli soon.” Y/N insists. Immediately, John stops, his head whipping round angrily. Despite how annoyed he makes her, the glare John gives her at that moment strikes fear into her heart.

“Don’t do that Y/N. Don’t fucking patronise me. You have no idea of the pressure I’m under.” He warns. As soon as he takes a step towards her, Bucky and Sam are by her side, ready to shield her if needed. Bucky’s face hardens angrily.

“She wasn’t patronising you, John. And you better watch your tone. Don't talk to my girlfriend like that.” Bucky warns, his eyes narrowing slightly. However, instead of backing off, John keeps going, this time turning his attention to Bucky.

“Or what? Are you going to go all Winter Soldier on me?” He scoffs. Bucky visibly tenses at John’s words. Protectively, Y/N steps forward, reaching out for Bucky’s hand. “This is really easy for you, isn’t it? All that serum running through your veins.” John continues, not caring about the obvious effect his words are having on Bucky.

“Watch your fucking tone….” Y/N hisses. Yet John ignores her warning, continuing his verbal tirade on Bucky.

“I mean, does anyone here really trust him after what he did? Who’s to say he’s not working with them, or that he won’t try to kill us too?” Y/N’s anger grows, and she tightens her grip on Bucky’s hand.

“John.” Sam warns. Bucky opens his mouth, about to defend himself.

“What? Don’t act like you don’t agree. He’s a monster who doesn’t deserve to be here.” And with those words, Bucky’s face falls. He turns and looks at Y/N, his eyes shimmering with tears. The sight breaks Y/N’s heart. Before she can say anything, Bucky turns and storms off.

“Bucky! Bucky, wait!” Y/N calls after him. Just as she’s about to go after him, John’s smug voice sounds once more.

“I don’t know why she’s going after him. He’s not worth it. She’s too good for someone like that, anyway.” He murmurs, clearly intending for her to hear him. Y/N’s blood boils, and her fist clenches.

“Y/N….” She registers Sam’s voice beside her, warning John to be quiet, and for her to control her anger before she does something she regrets. And for a moment, she considers doing just that, and simply going after Bucky. Yet, John’s next words seal his fate.

“Besides, I’m a much better choice. At least I’m not a murderer.” Y/N turns around, marching right up to John. He sneers at her, the look making her stomach churn. But she’s too blinded by anger to think about that right now. “See, she understands-” John’s words are cut short by Y/N’s fist connecting with his nose. A sickening crack fills the room, and John hisses as blood begins to pour from his nose. “You fucking bitch.” He hisses, lunging for her before being pulled back by Lemar in the nick of time, whilst Sam pulls her back, protectively grasping her arm.

“Say that shit about my boyfriend again, and I’ll end you.” She warns, her voice like venom. Sam’s voice sounds again, telling her to choose her next words carefully. Of course, she knows he’s right, but she ignores him, too angry to even think straight. “He never chose to be a killer, but you chose to be an asshole.” She blocks out whatever the rest of John says, consumed by her desire to find Bucky safe and well.

“I’m going to go find him. Can you deal with…that?” She gestures vaguely in John’s direction, and Sam nods.

Y/N visits several places to try and find Bucky: a park, a number of coffee shops and bars, searching high and low for the brunette super soldier she loves more than anything in the world. And yet, there’s no sign of him. With each failed sighting, Y/N’s stomach churns more and more with anxiety, and her heart pounds more and more. Bucky is fast, and he could be anywhere by now. The next time she sees John, she’s going to do more than break his nose. Suddenly, her phone starts ringing, and for a moment, her heart almost stops, thinking it’s Bucky.

When she sees Sam’s name flash up on her caller ID, she can’t help feeling disappointed. But she knows Sam is Bucky’s friend too, and he wants to help find him just as much as she does.

“Any sign of him?”

“Nope. Checked everywhere nearby I could think of. Any news on your side?”

“None yet.” He replies, and she sighs. “Look, I’ll take the wings and see if I can find him. You go to the house and see if he’s there.”

“Okay.” Sam can immediately pick up on the anxiety in her voice, and he sighs.

“Y/N. We’ll find him, alright. I promise.”

“I hope you’re right.”

As soon as she steps into the house she shares with the boys, Y/N immediately senses that someone is there. Her heart rate picks up. Bucky. Maybe he’s here. “Bucky? Babe, are you there?” She calls. “It’s just me.”

“Go away.” A quiet, yet familiar voice calls. Despite how much her heart wrenches at the sound of pain in his voice, Y/N breathes a sigh of relief. He’s here, and safe. Y/N immediately sets off towards his voice, quickly texting Sam to let him know that Bucky’s okay. Bucky sits huddled beside their bed, curled up into a ball. He doesn’t even look up at her when she enters. The sight makes Y/N feel like a hundred daggers have been stabbed into her. She kneels down in front of him, gently placing her hand on his knee.

“Bucky, sweetheart, it's me.”

“I said, go away.” Bucky’s voice is muffled, but she can tell he’s been crying. Her eyes fill with tears, and she has to stop herself from finding John and punching him all over again. The fact someone like him, someone so rude and cruel, could make someone like Bucky feel so awful about himself infuriates her. “John’s right. I’m a monster. I don’t deserve anything good, especially not you.” Bucky sniffles, and Y/N’s heart breaks all over again.

“No, you’re not Bucky. What you did all those years, it wasn’t you. They tortured you and brainwashed you. It wasn’t your choice.” She insists. “The serum never corrupted Steve, but it didn’t corrupt you either. They made you a killer. It wasn’t your choice.” Bucky looks up at her then, the skin around his eyes red from crying. Y/N’s face softens. “You’re making amends and showing people you’re sorry. That says a lot about you. John has no idea what the fuck he’s talking about. He’s just an asshole.”

“But the serum is still in me. W-What if I hurt you?”

“You could never. All you’ve done is show me love and support. Honestly, I don’t think you’ve got an evil bone in your body.” Bucky takes her hand, squeezing it tightly, which Y/N returns. Even before they got together, Bucky has supported and protected her through it all, and now it’s her turn to do the same.

“You still deserve someone better. Someone who isn’t as broken and messed up as me. I thought I wasn’t good enough for you ever since we got together, and even John sees it, too.” Y/N leans in, gently kissing his forehead.

“Hey…I love you, Bucky. Nobody else, just you.” She insists, cupping his cheek in her palm and using her thumb to wipe away his tears. “And I love you just the way you are. To me, you’re the best person in the world. Don’t listen to John Walker. He’s not even half of the man you are. I know I can’t possibly take away all your pain and trauma, but I’ll be here to tell you just how good you are and how much I love you every day.”

“You’re such a good person, Y/N.” Bucky mumbles. “So kind, and so loving.”

“So are you. And you show me that every day.” Bucky shuffles forward into her embrace, wrapping his metal arm around her tightly. 

They sit together for a while, Y/N letting Bucky cry as she holds him protectively, and whispering reassurances in his ear. “I’m going to be here forever, Buck. You’re stuck with me, I’m afraid.” She tells him when they pull away. Bucky manages a chuckle at that, and it makes her heart flutter. He gazes at her, smiling like she hung the moon.

“I’m glad. I don’t think I could ever survive without you in my life.” Smiling, Y/N leans in close, gently kissing his lips.

“Me neither. Good thing that I’m not going anywhere.” Bucky takes her hand, pressing a kiss to it. Suddenly, he notices the bruise developing on her knuckles, and his eyes widen.

“What happened to you? Did he hurt you? He can say whatever he wants to me, but if he hurts you, then there’s going to be a problem.” Bucky insists. Just as he’s about to get up, Y/N stops him.

“Don’t worry. It wasn’t him that did it…sort of.” Bucky’s brow furrows, and Y/N chuckles. “I punched that smug fucker right in his face after what he said to you. I probably broke his nose, actually.” Bucky gasps.

“You did that for me?”

“Of course I did.” She shrugs. “He doesn’t get to mess with my boyfriend and make him feel like shit without facing the consequences.”

“Thank you.” Bucky smiles. “At least let me get you some ice, though.” He helps her up, gazing at her with a smile. Y/N’s stomach flutters once more. “I’m the luckiest guy in the world to have you protecting me, you know that?”

“Well, you protect me, so it’s only fair I return the favour.” He kisses her lips once more, and Y/N smiles. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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favourite twdg villain?

I'm a fond enjoyer of the St. John's as villains. I don't know if they're my favorite just because they're only in one episode, but I love the concept of this family almost immediately jumping into cannibalism toward the start of the outbreak, dealing in human flesh to bandits, and casually feeding this group their friend's legs.

Like... what the hell was this family like before the outbreak that all three of them were like, "Hey now listen... nothing should go to waste, the dead are eating people so why shouldn't we? We gotta survive and in our defense, we only target those who were gonna die anyway... like y'all."

Dude, Mark was shot in this shoulder with an arrow. He wasn't going to die from that injury. It's so fucked that these seemingly friendly people took the group into their home and then fed them Mark's legs.

If we take the idea that everyone is infected and have the capacity within themselves to become walkers, to become monsters, then the St. John's were infected long before the outbreak, y'know? Not literally, but something was wrong with them and the outbreak just further spread that infection and changed them.

But again, are they my favorite? I dunno if I can say that since I have a lot more appreciation for Lily now. Yeah, some of her writing gets a little wonky in ep3 of TFS when she goes on her monologues and shit, but y'know what? I'm into it.

You have to remember who we're talking about and the fact that she's the antagonist; Lily isn't some anti-hero in TFS who secretly has a heart of gold that's brought to light because she reunited with Clementine... she's a fucked up woman who did fucked up things in the name of survival. She's full of rot now. She sees kidnapping children and turning them into soldiers to protect her home as a means to an end, but she doesn't actually give a shit about the people she's taking. They aren't people to her, they're as the episode title suggests, toys in her game. The only one she sees as a person is Clementine, and while that makes her hesitate at first, she sees Clementine's a prize to bring back.

She remembers what happened in S1; her father had a heart attack and as she tried to save him, Kenny smashed his face in with a saltlick and then expected Lily to just stand up and help him get back to his family because "he did what he had to, he made the hard choice." Yes, Larry was a piece of shit. No one liked him, and you can even question Lily on him and she'll tell you that he has a lot of pain. Yes, it makes him an asshole, but he's still her dad and he's all she has. I mean... the simplification is daddy issues, but in all seriousness, I don't doubt for a second that many of Lily's issues stem from Larry being a shitty father to her.

Then everyone thought she was losing it when she insisted there was a traitor in the group, which she was right about, but she was unstable. She was unwell, but how do you help someone like that when you don't have training to go about it? Then Lily ends up killing either Carley or Doug and the group turns on her, and either she's left behind or she steals the van and runs away.

Then we don't know what the hell happened to her until we see her again in TFS, but like... a lone woman with decay festering inside of her joining the delta? Exposing her to their methods? I mean, what else did she have to lose? She had nothing, she lost everything, and she has a lot of issues. Survival is easy when you're numb, when you don't care about the individual; they're all just cogs churning to make the system run, and if a piece doesn't cooperate, you get rid of it and find a new one.

Plus I think there's something to say about Lily not wanting to be perceived as weak again. That whole display she put on in the cells? Telling the story of what happened to Minerva and Sophie? I get the criticism that it feels like Lily did a 180 between episodes but like... yeah dude, because it's a performance. It's not just her and Clementine anymore. It's a display of power and authority. She's playing the part and thriving in it as she ensures everyone else is terrified of her.

But then when Clementine and AJ get the upper hand? Again, she's not afraid to play up the pleading to earn enough sympathy to spare her- hell, just to let their guard down enough to strike and get the upper hand again. I mean, she's got nothing else to lose, right? If she doesn't go for it, she'll be killed and sure, you can kill her anyway but at least she tried.

Honestly, I look at Lily in TFS and still see that scared little girl playing the tough bitch, just like Carley said in S1. It's just now escalated from "tough bitch" to a downright vile person. She's so... lost? I suppose? Lost within herself and the monstrous means she's taken to survive.

I get the criticisms of how she was used in TFS, but for me, it's like when people complain about Minerva not getting the redemption arc she supposedly should've gotten, y'know? There's no saving her. Lily was never on our side, and there was no getting her on our side. She wasn't ever going to redeem herself. Even if you spare her and she drifts away on her raft, can someone like her actually find redemption? Or will she just find another group that'll feed into her rot?

Truly, I say let her be horrid. Let her be the piece of shit villain with a few fleeting moments of humanity. Let her drown in the blood she's spilled.

#asks #twdg lily #twdg andy st john #twdg danny st john #twdg brenda st john #twdg clementine #twdg minerva #twdg mark #twdg larry #twdg kenny #i know i used to complain about lily in tfs a lot years ago but past cj complained about everything tbh sksksks #now i'm just like babe lily's interesting as shit like not every villain needs a redemption arc just because you think they're hot #and don't wanna feel bad or because you want her to be like she was in s1 when she was sympathetic like... it's been years #that's like being mad that clementine isn't the same person as she was in s1... the difference is we got to see clementine grow #but what happened to lily is a mystery... but that doesn't mean she didn't change especially for the worst #i dunno sometimes i look at lady antagonists in media and then look at people's reactions and i'm like.......... hmmmm #c'mon now- if kenny came back in tfs the same exact way then y'all would be foaming at the mouth insisting he's complex #and morally grey and he's just really sad about his family dying and really he's a sad widdle meow meow but also the best villain #who should be spared because he always cared about clementine and aj and he's just traumatized and sad and amazing unlike OTHERS #like.................... okay sure mmhmmmm #side note but the worst thing about kenny is the fact that he IS a brilliantly written character but his stans tend to just be the worst #anyway i like lily she's a great tfs antagonist like i recognize there are some weak spots and i wish she has more of a presence in ep4 #if she lived but y'know... gotta make room for minerva being the final bridge boss so... yeah

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Couple Goals

Summary: A measly fight on the oval could not compare to a soccer goalie and cheerleader love. Especially when comments on the cheerleader are made. No power AU

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x GN!Goalie!Reader

Warnings: John Walker being rude about Wanda, blood, fights, asshole behaviour I’ve witnessed/experienced :) let me know if there’s anything else!

A/N: Based on a request for soccer!reader with Wanda where reader gets hurt, but I scaled it up a notch by putting in a similar fight to what my sister has had, and where i came in and put the girl into hospital :) (btw, it’s gender!neutral and supposed to be a mixed team, but I only named a few boys 🙈 also used some inspiration, as you will see below)

You stood by your car in the parking lot of West View High School, with tonight as the grand final of the local schools’ soccer competition. Your team had been waiting for this moment as you went up against East View High, your arch-nemesis, who had won last year by playing dirty. You weren’t there, they’d messed you up pretty badly earlier in the year, but now you wanted revenge. 

Just as you shut your passenger door after grabbing your boots and gloves, you looked up to see your stunning girlfriend appear with a shimmer of her red jacket.

“Hi, draga (dear).” She beamed, giving you a short kiss on the lips before walking with you to the oval.

“So, Natasha and I have come up with this really cool sequence that I think you’ll like, but I really want you to see it before we show anyone else because I know how honest you are and how you never lie to me-”

You took her hand and squeezed it softly, the tiny fingers engulfed in your palm, before the words coming out of her mouth next were swallowed by your sealing kiss. You stopped walking, boots in one hand and a Sokovian in the other, and kissed her softly. 

“You, Wanda Maximoff, are a worrier.” You stated as you pulled away. 

“I am… not.” She huffed, slightly out of breath. 

“Indeed you are. Honey, anything you come up with is amazing. And that Russian? Boy does she have a wicked mind.” You chuffed, noticing the crinkle of her nose turn slightly sour. 

“That’s my best friend you are talking about.”

“Do you know why I like her mind?” You continued to tease her, wondering how far her jealousy would reach.

And you easily found out - about as far as two hands firmly tied round your waist.

“Let me remind you, I am in charge here.” She grumbled, leaning into you as you chuckled.

“I know, princess. I’m just playing with you.” Your fingers scaled from her waist up her firm but small bicep until they reached behind her ear, tangling themselves into her brunette locks.

“You know I love you, right?” 

“Mhmm.” She hummed, kissing your chest just as a whistle blew in the distance.

“Y/L/N!” Your soccer coach bellowed, signalling your time up.

“I’ll see you tonight, gorgeous.” You murmured, giving her a quick kiss before you jogged over to the team for warm-up.

Wanda didn’t even realise she was staring until she felt a nudge into her ribs, causing her to cave slightly. 

“Come on, Wands - we gotta practise in the hall before tonight, because you will not focus with that stunner in your field of view. I don’t think anyone could.” Natasha chided playfully, dragging Wanda by the hand. 

But not without her sparkling green eyes catching your loving smirk, bashful cheeks forming at the wink you sent her. 

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After training, you had to quickly dash home and change into your uniform since it was different from the rest of the team - black writing on red was your team’s colours, so you had to wear light blue. You slipped on the jersey and shorts before darting back into your car, surprised you weren’t pulled over by the time you arrived.

You fumbled your boot laces on the sideline as your team warmed up, your eyes drifting around the crowd until they landed right at the front row. Wanda was there with her teammates, probably going over their strategy you had yet to see.

Warm-up was good, but you were already slightly warm from your training beforehand, so you didn’t push that hard. When the other team finally arrived, you scowled at the sight of the boy who sent you to the hospital last year. 

“Y/N, don’t.” Your mid-back, Jaden, stopped you from going towards him. 

“John’s not worth it.” 

You huffed, already knowing he was going to play dirty. You looked up into the crowd to see the cheerleaders - more specifically, your Wanda - walk down the steps to the beat of the band’s drums. 

“Who are we?!” Natasha yelled towards the crowd. 

“W-E-S-T!” The crowd responds, clearly having gone over the plan with a few of them. 

“We are the best, because we’re the west!” The girls cheered, your eyes darting over Wanda’s figure before you spotted the black and red face paint on her cheeks. 

You glared over at John, his disgusting blonde hair and his teammates before your team disperses onto the field. A gleeful grin made its way to your lips and you quickly ran over to the crowd.

“WHAT DO WE THINK OF EAST VIEW?!” You howled.

“SHIT!” The crowd responded.

“WHAT DO WE THINK OF SHIT?!”

“EAST VIEW!”

“THANK YOU!”

“THAT’S ALRIGHT! WE HATE EAST VIEW, WE HATE EAST VIEW! WE HATE EAST VIEW, WE HATE EAST VIEW!” 

Your chant sent the crowd into a frenzy, a yell from your coach to get on the field before the referee blew the whistle.

*Game on.* You thought to yourself as you mentally prepared for a massacre.

Almost ten minutes in and your left forward, Marcel, got tackled badly by John and was subbed off of the field. Another ten minutes and Jaden got tackled, to which you argued with the referee and he warned you. You knew that he was either blind or being bought out by John, who was easily the richest in that stupid preppy school. 

A corner against you was given later, to which John came up to you as the middle forward. “So, that brunette over there in the black and red…” 

You looked over at Wanda and she gave you a huge smile, shaking her pom poms as she jumped up and down, both in excitement and in your request for her to stay warm on the chilly night. 

“Is she available? She looks like a good fuck, but probably dumb as a sack of potatoes.” 

You huffed out a cloud of hot air and tried to ignore him, shuffling around and trying to screw up the kicker in the corner. He went for it and you jumped up, catching it just in front of John’s head. 

“Nope!” You jeered loudly, getting underneath their skin as you pushed John’s comment out of your mind. 

The play was on and you booted it up the field to your twin forwards, Fred and George, who were basically telepathic as they had the defenders in a dizzying dance, scoring in the bottom left corner just before the referee blew his whistle - one-nil, your way. 

After a quick drinks break and a strategy plan, you were back out on the field. Five minutes in, three of your players were down, with only one sub left. 

*Dwindling the numbers means tiring the players.* You thought to yourself, getting annoyed at John’s stupid smirk whenever he waved at Wanda.

But you were always glad to know that she was there smiling at you and only you. 

After a yellow card was given against Jaden, you were almost ready to blow the non-existent roof off of the place. The game was played slightly fairly for almost a whole quarter until a herd of their team stopped Sean, your right forward, from landing on the ground properly, causing him to hit his head.

Of course, East View continued to play, with the referee physically turning a blind eye as John sprinted down towards you. You tackled him head-on, going low to kick the ball out of the field, and you raced down to Sean. 

“Sean! Johnson! Come on, wake up!” You remembered your Health lessons and didn’t try to shake him, instead putting pressure on his collarbone. 

“OW!” He howled and you pulled away, sighing in relief until you followed the sight of his eyes.

“Coach Johnson!” You yelled, standing up slowly.

“Y/L/N!” He yelled back, your eyes drifting to him.

“Popcorn!” 

All hell broke loose.

You rushed towards John and tackled him to the ground, sitting on top of him whilst you threw punch after punch. He managed to get a few deep nail rakes through your sleeves, tearing the thin material easily. 

The referee was struggling to break up the two teams, the rivalry finally pushed over the edge until Coach Johnson came over. He pulled you and most of the others away, whilst the referee stood in front of the East View team.

“What am I paying you for if you can’t make a fucking simple call?!” John growled loudly, catching Coach’s attention.

“This game is over. I’m calling the association and you’re gonna get your licence removed.” He promised the referee, who followed him to his car whilst begging him not to.

You stormed over to your car and threw your stuff into the back, wincing as your arm bumped the car door.

“Are you okay, Iubirea mea (my love)?” Wanda asked you quietly, noticing your anger.

You turned around to face her slightly shivering form, pom poms rustling in her grip as she tried to keep warm with her arms covering her stomach. You took them from her, which she whimpered at, but you dug around in your passenger seat and opened the door wider.

“Get in, love.” You murmured, offering a jumper of yours.

She grabbed it and slipped it on, the hem reaching past her ass and the sleeves swallowing her arms whole as you drove home. You announced your presence to your parents but were too fast for them to see your wounds, even if they would ask in the morning.

You went into the bathroom, Wanda on your tail, and began to pull stuff out of the cupboards. You growled in frustration before soft hands eased the tension in your shoulders, your eyes drifting to the mirror to see her looking at you.

“You get in the shower and clean those. I’ll be back with some bandages.” She kissed the side of your head and went back downstairs.

You hopped in and out, a white towel slowly turning into an American flag lookalike until Wanda returned. She hissed at your wounds and immediately got to work, your eyes floating over her form.

“I’m gonna kill him when I see him next. I swear, that Joanne-”

“John.” You corrected.

“Whatever. He’s gonna get much worse than a bruised cheekbone, a black eye and a split lip. I’m gonna get my girls on him, just you wait and see.” She huffed.

“You’re cute when you’re angry.” You commented, making her look at you.

She moved your arms up and sat down on the towel on your lap, giving you a sly grin before she leaned in and kissed you softly. 

“Kissing me is not going to make me take it back.” You murmured, listening to her sigh.

She pulled away and finished the last clip on your bandage, helping you stand up when she noticed how you wobbled. She guided you to your bed and laid you down, the scent of her cooking drifting from the right as a bowl sat upon your nightstand.

“You made me paprikás?” You smiled softly, looking up at her bashful cheeks still stained with red and black paint. 

“I made it last night and brought it over whilst you were at training. Thought it would be a nice meal, win or lose.” She murmured, rubbing her neck anxiously.

You brought her hand away and kissed her knuckles, watching her put a pillow on her lap before the bowl went on top. She dipped the spoon into the never-ending pool of sauce, pulling out some vegetables like they were from the great beyond.

You giggled quietly as she lifted the spoon to her lips, blowing on it before it came towards you. You cheekily accepted the spoon and sealed your teeth over the edges, making it difficult for her to pull it back out.

“Draga… (Dear)...” She warned you playfully, tilting her head to the side.

You immediately let go of the spoon, swallowing down the remnants of the dish. “Sorry.” You murmured.

“It’s okay. Just… no silly games, okay?” She whispered, a slight pang of hurt in her tone. “I was really worried.”

You lifted your hand to her cheek and stroked her soft skin a few times with your thumb, nodding. “Of course, I’ll stop.” 

You let Wanda feed you the whole dish, a small conversation of how she and the other cheerleaders were talking about your team, how they all thought you were hot defending the Sokovian whilst the others protected you from the East High boys. You checked with a few of them, and surely enough, they had a few injuries too.

“Hey.” Wanda called for your attention and you zeroed in on her.

“Are you okay? Your eyes keep drooping downwards.” 

“Just tired.” You mumbled, leaning towards her for a kiss.

She meets you halfway but doesn’t extend it any further than a peck, moving to straddle you underneath the blanket before she lies down on your front. Her arms wrap around your waist and she sighs into your chest, feeling comforted when your arms do the same.

“You tired from being the prettiest girl in the school?” You joked softly, kissing her forehead.

“No, I’m tired from being the girlfriend of the most overprotective idiot in the school.” She shot back jokingly, kissing your jaw before she returned to her normal posture.

You sighed against her head, feeling sleep try to take over you even if you wanted to simply savour the calm moment. Her shampoo wafting into your hair, the way her fingertips glided over your bruised skin as if she were nothing but the ticklish wind, how her… stunning green eyes… were imprinted on the back of your eyelids…

“Go to sleep, lubirea mea (my love). I’ll be here when you wake up.” Wanda’s whisper was the last thing you heard, her kiss against your neck the last thing you felt.

But the thought of her compassion, her kindness, her sweetness and her beauty carried on into your dream.

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[askstevella]

Things my husband says 🐾

—Husband!Steve Rogers x Wife!OC

~ god help Stella 😅

Stella: Please tell me you didn’t drag Sam and Bucky into this.

Steve: I didn’t drag Sam and Bucky into this.

*the doorbell rings*

Stella: *cross her arms* Who’s at the door?

Steve: *smirks* I think you know.

———

Steve: What’s does IDK, WDYM and ILY mean?

Stella: I don’t know, what do you mean, I love you.

Steve: I love you too but you’re not gonna be any help, I’ll just ask Sam.

Stella: I-

———

Kendall: *tapping on the table*

Steve: *tapping back*

Stella: Stop that please.

——-

Steve: What would you do if I died today?

Stella: I’d die tomorrow.

Steve: Marry me.

Stella: Already did.

———

Stella: I hate you with every inch of my body right now.

Steve: That’s not a lot of inches.

Stella: I-

———

Sam: *at Stark party* Uhh I think we lost him.

Bucky: No we haven’t. Watch this.

Sam: Huh?

Bucky: *shouts* Your wife is useless piece of sh-!

Steve: *pops out of nowhere* SAY THAT AGAIN MOTHER—

———

Stella: So Steve got drunk last night.

Thor: Oh no.

Stella: And tried to set our marriage certificate on fire.

Steve: Good luck trying to return me without the receipt!

———

Steve: Did it hurt?

Stella: *rolls eyes* Let me guess, when I fell from heaven

Steve: No.

Stella: What?

Steve: *smiling* Did it hurt when you fell for me?

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Liane: Hey what are you getting Steve for his birthday?

Stella: I am married to Steve and gave him 2 kids, that’s enough presents to last him for a lifetime.

Steve: Hey, you married Captain America, you didn’t do so bad yourself.

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Stella and Bucky: *kidnapped by Hydra and HIVE*

Strucker: Soon the Captain and his team will arrive, then will see what true power tastes like

Bucky: Let us go asshole.

Strucker: Not a chance—

HIVE Agent: *hears guns blazing through the halls, grunts and screams of stuff being blown up* Uh sir, who was that?

Bucky: Your fucked.

Stella: *grins*

Steve: *bust the door open as he snarls* Say your last prayers, Strucker!

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Stella: *looks at him while he’s drawing and mutters* I’d date you.

Steve: *smirks, definitely heard her* What?

Stella: *blinks and half scoffs* I said, I hate you.

Steve: *smiles to himself* I hate you more.

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Bucky: *drunk on Asgardian liquor* Sam is the hottest person I ever met.

Steve: He is your fiancé.

Bucky: Bullshit. I can’t stand the guy.

Steve: So why did you just say find him hot then?

Bucky: Cause I got eyes, Steve.

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Steve: *under his breath* I don’t wike it.

Natasha: *gasps*

Steve: Nat don’t—

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Stella: *at 3am reading* Wow, some few hours earlier some couple just tried to kill each other in their own home. Can you imagine someone ever snapping like that?

Steve: *trying to fall asleep glaring at her* I can.

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Steve: If I dislocated John Walker’s arm, would they arrest me despite being the original Captain America?

Stella: Yes. Yes they could.

———

Steve: I’m dying!

Stella: WHAT?

Steve: -of hunger!

Stella: Oh thank heavens.

~~~~~

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We might need a Steve one soon 🤔 what do we think? Which couple is next? Liane & Ethan? Rose & Finn? Peter & Rei?

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[ivybird]

It's always the quiet ones - Part three - It's urgent.

Pairing: Mob!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader.

Summary: You don’t mess with the Queen.

Word Count: 1878.

Warnings: Swearing, shouting, aggressive John, protective Bucky (he’s a warning, okay), physical abuse, mental abuse, guns, violence, blood, smoking, allusions to sexual assault.

A/N: Hey guys! Thank you for being patient while I dealt with my dogs passing. Okay, so, sad stuff out the way, here’s part three! I’m so excited that this story if finally taking shape and we’re slowly getting into the nitty gritty! Please like, comment, reblog and follow! It’d mean the world! GIF isn’t mine! Enjoy loves!

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The next morning, the sun shone through the curtains calling for Bucky to wake. He rolled and stretched with a smile…he was going to see her today. He rushed to shower and eat, the excitement bubbling through him like something he’d never felt. He opted to appear more casual, for the simple reason that he could move if anything turned nasty. As he slipped on his favourite leather jacket and checked himself in the mirror once more, he smiled again, he was positive his face was going to split.

He swiped the invitation off of the counter, grabbed his keys and almost ran to his car. The invitation itself was beautiful, a charcoal black envelope littered with gold writing. Stunning. Bucky practically raced to Walker’s home, the traffic lights clearly on his side. When he pulled up beside John’s car, he cursed, he was hoping she’d be alone. There and then, everything told him to go home, but he couldn’t, so instead, he had a smoke to calm his nerves.

His knuckles were heavy on the door as he knocked, bouncing on the balls of his feet, he just couldn’t stay still. He didn’t think he was going to get an answer, so he turned and made it down two of the steps before he stopped in his tracks at the creak of the door. “Mr Barnes?”. His shoulders fell at the sound of her voice and his inner God was doing backflips. He bounded up the steps to her as he spoke. “Y/N, hi”. She bit her lips shyly, her gaze heading to the floor. The poor girl thought he was breath-taking and wouldn’t dare be caught thinking it. She knew what John would do to her and no amount of makeup or clothes would hide it, he made that clear last time.

“Can I come in?”. Her warm Y/C/E shot up and locked with his, panic washed over her face and her voice cracked as she spoke. “I-I don’t think that’s a good idea Mr Barnes, John won-“. She was cut off by a stern voice, and by the way she tensed Bucky knew it was Walker straight away. His shoulders squared as he waited for the asshole’s arrival. “John won’t what?”. As he sauntered up to the door, Y/N stepped behind him, hidden from Bucky. “Barnes”.

“Walker”. Both men just stared at one another, only breaking eye contact when Y/N cleared her throat. She clung onto John like a koala, terrified if she didn’t, she’d be sent upstairs. “Gonna tell me what you’re doin’ standing at my door, or ya just gonna stand there like an idiot?”. Bucky’s hands tightened into fists, he couldn’t disrespect John, not in his own home, but he’d be damned if he let him speak to the King that way. “Remember who you’re talkin’ to, Walker”. John stuttered and dropped his head for a split second, it took Y/N everything to not giggle at his macho resolve being broken. “I came to give you and Y/N this”. Bucky held the invitation up and snatched it out of reach when John’s hand reached for it. “But I wanna come in”. Walker straightened and took hold of Y/N’s hand and beckoned Bucky through. He was lead to the lounge by the pair, his eyes didn’t leave her. She was tense, her neck was stiff, and he could see she tried to get her had away from him every now and then, but he always tightened his grip.

Before Bucky knew it, they were sat opposite each other on the overly expensive and lavish couches. He was brought a coffee, because he wouldn’t dare to have a sip of whiskey if he was driving, and a finger sandwich to nibble on and only took a bite when he found that Y/N made it. He complimented her food so much it made her go the colour of a plumb and when he pointed it out, she giggled. Walker was quick to try and gain some control over his fiancé again. “So? What’s the invitation for?”. His arm wrapped around her shoulders and pulled her into his side.

She looked so uncomfortable, and Bucky wanted nothing more than to grab her hand and run. “This is for Buchanan’s. We open in six days, and I want the both of you to attend as my guests”. Bucky had never seen Walker looked so confused and his inner God was punching the air as he fought a smirk. He locked eyes with Y/N and shot her a soft smile. “Drinks are on the house; dress code is black tie, and you get a seat up in the throne room”. John scoffed a little as his hold tightened on Y/N. “What’s the throne room? Isn’t that the bathroom?”.

Y/N giggled at John and locked eyes with Bucky once more. “No, John. The throne room is where the King and his most trusted sit. Am I right?”. Bucky chuckled in utter disbelief while anger swirled in John’s eyes. “Yeah…yeah that’s right. How the hell d’ya know that?”. Y/N giggled again; it was like music to Bucky’s ears. “You’re forgetting who my father is, Mr Barnes”. Bucky laughed and locked eyes with her. Her smile was warm and inviting and she could’ve got lost in his ocean orbs. They got lost in one another forgetting John was sitting right next to her until he cleared his throat drawing their attention to him.

“Alright, Barnes. You’ve wormed your way into my home and interrupted my time with Y/N”. She grimaced at his words, clearly not wanting to be left alone with him, silently thanking Bucky for the intrusion. “What’s the catch?”. Bucky leant back and made himself comfortable. “We both know that you being at Buchanan’s as my guest is gonna do wonders for you in the business world, sittin’ with the King after all the shit we’ve been through”. John rolled his eyes at Bucky causing a chuckle to rumble from his chest. Y/N didn’t know why, but the noise made her squirm. “I have some conditions. You break the rules, you get tossed out on your ass while Y/N sits at the top with me”.

She stiffened under John’s hold; she was in for it. Fuck. Bucky saw the interaction between the two, the jut of his jaw pushing towards the stairs. She nodded her head and stood; a sad smile being shot Bucky’s way. He stood the second she was on her feet, confused looks being sent his way by the pair in front of him. “No no, she stays. After all, Y/N needs to hear the rules too, because I can guarantee you, Walker, she won’t break my rules. She’s a good girl who shouldn’t even be within 10ft of you and I can tell you that we’ll have eyes on you all fucking night”.

Y/N looked at John asking permission to sit back down. He nodded at her but the fire in his eyes scared her senseless. She trembled at the thought of what was going to happen after Bucky left, she just wanted someone to be gentle, to kiss her softly and pull her into a hug that doesn’t end up with the other person forcing themselves on her because: “God, you don’t know what the fuck you do to me, you turn me into a fucking monster”.

John indicated for Bucky to continue. He sat back down, pulled his gun out of its holster under his jacket and turned the barrel to face John as he lay it on the coffee table. He smiled at Y/N, and she returned it despite her fear. He made her feel safe. Without taking his eyes of her, Bucky spoke. “You do what you’re told when you’re told, you don’t bat an eyelash without my say so, you cause a fight, you get shot, you try anything, with anyone, you get shot, you hurt anyone in my proximity, your head goes on a spike. Understood?”. Y/N eyed Bucky as he spoke, the way he looked at her, what he was saying to John without looking at him…it dawned on her. He knows. He knows he’s hurting her; he knows everything, he’s silently telling her. A wave of relief washed over her, Bucky watched her body physically relax, he knew she got it. John stood and paced behind the couch Y/N sat on, while he wasn’t looking Bucky gently nodded his head at her and her eyes were watery with relief as she stared at him. John swivelled on his heel to face Bucky once more. “You’ve got a deal, now get the fuck out of my house”. Bucky picked up his gun and stood, nodding softly at Y/N once more. She could’ve cried and screamed there and then. She didn’t want him to go, he had no idea what John was going to do to her. If he caught on that Bucky knows what he’s been doing to her, he’s going to kill her, so she couldn’t blab, she was sure of it. Silent tears made their way down her face as she watched Bucky head to the door. Her small whisper of “please don’t go” not picked up by his too far away ears.

The moment their front door slammed shut John’s hands were on her. He pulled her up from the couch by her hair holding her face so close to his she could smell the coffee on him. “The fuck did you tell him?!”. When she only whimpered at the pain spreading through her scalp he pulled harder. “Huh? The fuck did you tell him? You tell him what we get up to? Show him your bruises? Think he’s your knight in shining armour, think he’s gonna save you, take you away from me?”. Her lips wobbled as she pleaded with him. “I didn’t tell him anything John I swear! I don’t know if he knows!”.

His hand moved so fast she didn’t see it coming, his palm made contact with her cheek, sending her flying to the floor. “Please stop! John please!”. Her pleas were ignored as he straddled her and wrapped his hands around her throat. She kicked and punched but it was no use, he was too strong. She saw black, her vision blurred at the edges before he unexpectedly let up. He scrambled off her and ran his hands through his short blonde her. “Get outta my sight”. She didn’t move, frozen in place. He’d never choked her before; he could’ve killed her. “I said GET OUT”. She scurried off the floor and ran up the stairs not even checking to see if he followed her. She knew Bucky was gone, she couldn’t have run outside and begged him to take her with him.

She slammed the bedroom door shut and ran for her phone. Her watery eyes found the number she was looking for, her hands shook as she brought it up to her ear. The line clicked and she was greeted with a deep ‘hello?’. She cleared her throat and took a deep breath; he didn’t need to know what just happened. “Daddy, hi. Yeah, I’m good, I’m okay. I need you to do somethin’ for me. It’s urgent”.

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[bellarkeselection]

You Roped Me To You

Request from @bvbwestfall Reader and ryan had a one night stand. In the middle of the night reader finds ryan and laramire together in bed but ryan wakes up and tells her to get out of his bed shocking the reader. (Another one of my favorite requests to write ❤️)

Walking up to the bunkhouse I had heard from Rip that the boys had dealt with the assholes who beat up Teeter and Colby in the river to send John a message for something he had done to these guys. Rip told me not to worry but I caught myself worrying about one cowboy more than the others, and it was Ryan. A few days ago Ryan and I had a one night stand after drinking too much shots that Beth my cousin had suggested would be fun when she started a party in the bunkhouse at like midnight. I didn’t expect that I would start falling in love with him after that. Sure I already felt something for him but who wouldn’t. Opening the door to the bunkhouse everyone else was out getting food from Gator but I stumbled in the doorway seeing Ryan in bed with one of the barrel racers that I was sure was interested in Walker and Lioyd. “Ryan! Oh geez…I’m gonna go. I….don’t believe this. Her.” I couldn’t make out a full sentence trying to not show that I cared when I was so pissed off and really wanted to kick her so bad.

The pair broke away and the blonde girl who’s name I couldn’t remember looked at me like I was an idiot thinking that I wouldn’t have a problem with this. Which I shouldn’t but that was besides the point I felt hurt none the less. Ryan stumbled from the bed hitting the floor shrugging on a shirt and pants glaring down at her. “Laramie this was a mistake. Get out now.” She scoffed throwing on her clothes brushing past me but not before she growled in my ear where I nearly throat punched her. “He was into me before you had to come in and reuine it. Thanks a lot!” She slammed the door behind her leaving us alone to just stare at one another waiting for the other person to speak first and thankfully he does in the end. “Do you want to explain why that upset you so much. I thought we agreed what we did was a one night stand Y/n unless I’m wrong about that.” Stomping up closer to him I threw my hands up in the air in a huff feeling some tears slip a few times. “Well that clearly didn’t work, Ryan. Because you roped me into you with your charm and kindness. So now I think I’m falling in love with you!”

Covering my mouth with my hands immediately I couldn’t believe I just blurted that out in front of him. I must look like a complete fool in front of the handsome cowboy. I didn’t have confidence like Beth does so this was a bad idea. Turning on my heels I nearly got towards the door until I felt a rope wrap around my waist and I was spun back into Ryan’s arms throwing my hair in our faces. He was a little taller than me so he had to look down when he spoke his next words. “What makes you think that I wasn’t madly in love with you too. I just was afraid you wouldn’t like me back. And if you did that you’re cousin Beth would kick me off the ranch if I hurt a member of her family. You were more than just a one night stand I just didn’t have the guts to tell you before now.” Hanging my mouth opened I was at a loss for words so I just fling my arms around his neck crashing my lips onto his where he dropped the rope in his hands picking me up by my legs depending the kiss. “I love you too, cowboy. Now would it be weird if we took this to the bed?” He chuckled gently throwing me over his shoulder falling back onto it before connecting our lips together again. “I’ll do whatever my darlin’ asks me. Because I love you Y/n.”

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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[missvelvetsstuff]

Where you goin, Star?

Summary: Reader meets Bucky when the truck hauling her show horses breaks down as she is trying to leave for an event and he works for the mechanic. Passionate, secret love affair ensues. After a confrontation with her father, Bucky decides she deserves better than a poor biker like him and leaves town with his friends Steve and Sam.

Three years later, reader is trapped in an abusive relationship and about to give up hope of things ever improving, when Bucky comes back.

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Chapter 3

Warnings: swearing, mild violence, forced miscarriage, angst, animal death

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The morning of the bbq, Star had brunch with her parents which ended in another argument with her father.

"Dad, I'm not marrying John Walker. No way in Hell. He's abusive and rude. Besides he already has a girlfriend. Why can't he marry her?"

Alexander Pierce sighed heavily. He appreciated his daughter's strength but not when she opposed him. "John's now ex girlfriend, isn't the right kind of woman for his career. He is retiring from the Army and running for Congress. You are the right kind of woman. You have good breeding, an excellent education, a good reputation....not to mention your physical beauty. You would make a handsome couple."

Star looked confused "I've met Olivia Hoskins. She went to high school with John, they've been together for years. She is lovely and well educated too. I don't see what the problem is." she paused and her eyes grew wide "Oh my God dad. It's not because shes black? Please tell me that's not it."

He looked at her impatiently and spoke to her like she was a small child. "Sweetheart, don't be stupid it's not because of her skin color."

I'm sure she's a lovely young woman but she comes from nothing. Her education was paid for with scholarships but all the education in the world can't prepare you for this high powered life the way being raised in it can. You've always had the best and I've always expected the best from you. Wife of the future president is the best life possible. You will influence everything he does, in a gentle, loving way, while you stand behind him.

She could never be what you will be."

"That's fucking disgusting. You think I would be a better wife when I don't agree with conservatives these days? When I can't stand John? I'm not that good of an actress."

He chuckled "I'm sure we can find some incentive for you to behave appropriately."

Star rolled her eyes "Not bloody likely. I have to go. I'm meeting some friends" she stood up, gave her mother a hug and left.

Her mother tried to change her husbands mind "Honey, I don't think she would be happy with John. Maybe-"

She almost fell out of her chair when he slapped her "Now sweetheart, look what you made me do." He grabbed her chin tightly and forced her to look at him "Don't question me again or I'll send you away on another 'vacation'. Understand?"

She nodded, shaking and trying to hold the tears back until he left the room.

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When Star got home, Bucky was waiting for her. He could tell she was agitated "What's wrong Star?"

She shook her head "Just my asshole father. I don't want to talk about it. Let's go have some fun" she kissed him hard on the mouth.

When she pulled back he was panting "I know some fun we could have here. No one will care if we're late." He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her flush against him, kissing her neck.

Star pushed him away "We can do that when we get home. I don't want to show up late, looking and smelling like sex. What would your friends think?"

Bucky smirked "The friends who complain about the smells in the clubhouse from our sex? They'd probably thank me for keeping it away from them."

Star shook her head "You're insatiable Jamie"

"Only for you Star."

"Better not be anyone else. I'd hate to have to kill you."

Bucky kissed her "Never anyone else. No one could ever measure up to my Star. You're it for me baby."

She looked at him curiously and whispered "You mean that, Jamie?"

"Of course Star. I love you and nothing will ever change that." He said sincerely.

"Oh, Jamie. I love you too." She kissed him again. "But we still need to go. Let me change real quick." She came out of her room a few minutes later in jeans, boots and a peasant blouse with something in her hand.

"Happy Birthday, old man."

Bucky grinned "You didn't need to get me something."

"Just open it"

Inside was a photo album full of pictures of her in barely there lingerie and the last few in nothing at all. She pulled down the shoulder on her blouse to show him she was wearing the first set.

"Something to keep in mind for when we get home."

Bucky smiled lasciviously "I'm going to destroy you tonight baby. Make sure you eat enough to keep your strength up."

When they arrived at the clubhouse, he led her to the large back yard and everyone cheered. Steve was the first to approach them and gave Star a big hug. "Welcome to the asylum. I don't know how you do it but I've never seen Bucky so happy. Thank you."

A tall black man with an eye patch and a 'kiss the cook' apron came up to them "So you're this Star I keep hearing about. Barnes is pretty smitten and I can see why." He hugged her.

"I'm Col Nick Fury, I own the garage where he works and I started this little club."

Bucky explained. "Nick was our C.O. in Iraq. Steve was our captain and I was sergeant, you know Peggy already. We met Sam, Thor and Loki there" he pointed people out as he named them "Jane is Thor's girl, Darcy is Jane's friend and Loki's something. The blonde over there is Danielle or something, she is sitting on Jack Rollins. The redhead is Wanda, the guy next to her with the frosted tips is her twin brother Pietro. The antisocial asshole smoking by the fence is Zemo, claims to be a baron in some former Soviet country but the twins are from the same country and never heard of him. Thinks he's above all of us."

Bucky looked around "The kid behind the bar is Peter, he's a prospect which means he's not a full member yet and we get to boss him around" Bucky grinned and shouted "Hey Parker, how about something to drink for my girl? You remember Star, don't you?" As he pulled Star into his lap.

Peter smiled then his face flushed when he remembered meeting Bucky's girl, walking in on them having sex in the kitchen. When he spoke his voice cracked a bit "Yes sir. What does the lady like?"

Star smiled at him "Can you make an on the rocks margarita? If not I'll teach you."

Bucky smirked as he watched Peter pulling up the recipe on his phone and carefully measuring the ingredients out and pouring them into a clean glass.

Peter walked over to them and handed Star her glass and a cold beer to Bucky who winked at him "Good job, kid"

They all chatted and while Star was getting to know them, the back door opened and a tall man, but not as tall as Bucky, with curly dark hair and a face that had been through too much, walked into the yard.

Nick turned around from the grill "Rumlow! Nice of you to drop by. When did they let you out?"

Rumlow scoffed "A few hours ago. I tried to call for a ride but no one was picking up." He looked around and saw Star, a lecherous grin taking over his face.

"I see we have new meat, no wonder y'all were distracted. What's your name, sweet butt? Can I have a turn when Barnes is done?"

Bucky bristled "Hands off Brock, she's no sweet butt, this is Star and she's mine."

Brock looked disappointed "No fair claiming them before everyone gets a taste. She looks delicious, too."

Bucky growled and pulled Star closer to him. "You touch her and I'll knock those ugly scars right off your face. I ain't playing Brock. She's with me and I'll fuck anyone up who messes with her."

"Fine I won't touch her." He looked at Jack and the girl on his lap. "Looks like it's the three of us again, Dana."

The girl looked angry "It's Dot dammit. Why can't any of you get my name right?"

Brock smirked "Cuz we don't care what your name is as long as you open your legs. Or mouth."

Nick scolded "What the fuck Brock? You just got back and you're going to be an asshole? Do you need a nap or a time out?"

Brock sat down with a beer "I just need to cut loose, get rid of that trapped feeling jail always gives me."

Zemo speaks for the first time "I'm down for some trouble. Maybe meet some new girls, whatshername is getting boring." He looks Star up and down "You have any friends you'd like to invite, pretty Star?"

She shuddered and pressed up against Bucky who glared at him.

Steve shook his head "Isn't cutting loose how you ended up in jail in the first place? Maybe just hang out and have a few drinks. Stay out of trouble for a minute."

Nick looked at him pointedly "Crime isn't really our thing anymore."

Star looked at Bucky questioningly "I thought all bikers were criminals"

Bucky chuckled "A lot of them do some crime but not all. We found Brock, Jack and Pietro running a chop shop when we finally came home. Nick bought their garage and this house. We all sat down and decided we didn't want that shit over our heads. Nowadays, except for some substances that are occasionally procured for personal use, we are all clean. Brock has a hard time keeping in line."

Nick smiled at Bucky fondly "These are good boys for the most part, a little rough around the edges but good hearts. After all we went through I couldn't stand the thought of them turning into petty criminals."

Star basked in the glow of this family that had no blood ties but seemed more caring and accepting than her own parents. Her mother tried but her father didn't want to be soft on Y/N. She'd rather be Bucky's Star than Y/N Pierce with all the trappings that entailed. She would prefer a simpler life with her horses and dreamed of the day she would be able to leave it all behind.

The bbq was a great success as most of the group made fun of Bucky for another birthday with joke presents that implied Bucky had been making up his new girl.

Brock made a couple of inappropriate cracks and couldn't seem to stop staring at Star but she just ignored him even though he grossed her out.

They drank too much and shared a couple of joints so decided to crash there instead of driving back to Stars house. She brushed her teeth and washed her face before changing into one of his t-shirts.

When she walked into his room Bucky whistled "You know I love you in my clothes doll but I recall a certain outfit that I was planning on destroying."

She smirked "Maybe I'm still wearing it and thought this would make it easier for an old man like you. I don't wanna wear you out too quickly."

Their coupling was different that night. Still passionate but there was more behind it. Like meeting his family and being accepted made them both more sure of the relationship, that it was real and could last.

They only slept for an hour or two when her alarm went off and he groaned, pulling her closer "No Star, stay here with me."

She chuckled sleepily "I can't Jamie. Animals depend on me, people depend on me. You don't have to take me home, I'll call an uber."

He growled "Not a chance my girl is riding with a stranger when I could have her on the back of my bike. I'll be dressed in a sec."

They basked in the glow of what felt like a new chapter of their relationship but when they arrived at her house the glow was dulled. A black Rolls Royce was parked in her driveway, Clint standing next to it, and her stomach clutched when she saw her father waiting on the porch.

"Y/N, I'm glad you're home. I was so worried" he said with a hint of sarcasm.

She removed her helmet and dismounted the bike speaking softly "Why don't you go Jamie and I'll deal with this."

Before Bucky could answer, her father spoke up. "No, actually I'd like to speak to your friend as well. Jamie, is it?"

Bucky could sense her fear but this man didn't scare him so his turned the bike off and dismounted. He offered his hand to her father "Mr Pierce, James Barnes."

Pierce looked at Bucky like he was dirt and didn't offer his hand. "Maybe we should go inside, don't need the neighbors talking."

Y/N grabbed Bucky's hand and pulled him inside, brushing past Clint who looked at her with disappointment.

Once they were all inside she turned and looked at her father "What do you need dad? I have a busy day to get started."

Pierce looked at Bucky with a sneer "I need you to end this little rebellion and settle down with John. You know you can't beat me and I don't want anyone to get hurt."

She glared at her father "Stop throwing around threats. I won't marry John and I will walk away from you and this bullshit life in a heartbeat so drop it."

Pierce saw the determination in her eyes and decided to take a different approach. "Fine but this isn't over. We'll talk soon." And left with Clint.

Star was shocked he backed down so easily. "Be careful Jamie. He probably has more plans, my father never backs down."

Bucky smiled and kissed her "Don't worry, Star. I'm always careful and I'll never let anyone hurt you."

Star went to work, heading back to the barn as Bucky left.

When Bucky went out front he saw Clint still waiting "Mr Pierce would like to speak with you privately. Would you like to follow me?"

Bucky nodded and climbed onto his bike, following Clint to an office building and then to the top floor where he stepped out of the elevator into a busy office. A receptionist greeting him and showed him into Pierce's office.

Pierce waved him over to a chair. "Look James. I know how stubborn my daughter can be so I'm hoping you'll see some sense. I'm sure you care about her, maybe you really do love her but you have to realize it can't work between you.

Y/N might say she doesn't care about money but she's always had everything she needed and then some. She's never struggled in her life. She might believe that your love is enough but for how long? How can she be happy in that clubhouse that you share with your degenerate friends? John Walker comes from a good family and has a bright future, a real shot at becoming president one day. Do you think that a mechanics wife compares with being first lady?"

Bucky grimaced "What about her inheritance from her grandmother?"

Pierce shook his head "Not happening. My lawyers have already found a few loopholes so I can tie that money up in court for years, she'll never see a dime if she marries you."

Bucky sighed defeatedly "I love her sir and won't leave her unless she wants me to."

Pierce smiled evilly "What if I sweeten the pot for you? You walk away from my daughter, tonite, and I'll set you up in another city. But you have to leave and don't try to contact her after you leave here."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

When Star was done working for the day she saw she had a text message from Bucky.

'I love you, Star. No matter how things look or what people say, please remember I will always love you.'

She smiled but was confused. When she tried to message back, then call him, she was blocked. That made her scared so she tried to call Steve, then Sam. They had blocked her too. She started to panic and jumped in her truck to go to the garage. When she got there Nick was closing up, he looked at her sadly.

"Miss Pierce. How can I help you?"

Star looked at him in shock "Miss Pierce? Yesterday it was Star. What happened?"

Nick coughed "Nothing miss, just addressing you appropriately."

She shook her head "Whatever. Where's Bucky?"

Nick shook his head "He left. Took Steve and Sam with him."

Star started to panic "What do you mean left? Where is he? Where did they go?"

"I'm sorry miss. I don't know. They came in this morning, said they were leaving, grabbed their tools and left."

She started fighting to hold her tears back. "Why would he do this? He blocked me, they all did. I don't understand."

Nick just shook his head sadly.

Star took off for her father's house, crying and cussing. She slammed the door when she came in and started yelling "Dad!DAD!! You bastard! What did you do?"

Pierce came down the stairs calmly, smiling "Y/N dear, lovely of you to stop by. To what do I owe-"

She cut him off "You know goddamn well why I'm here. What did you do?"

He shook his head, chuckling "I simply helped the boy see reason. Convinced him that he would be holding you back and offered a handsome sum for him to start elsewhere." He paused, smiling widely "Next weekend you will announce your engagement to John and start planning the wedding of the season."

Star snapped "No fucking way. I will never marry him. I'm going to find Bucky, I have to tell him I'm pregnant. I took a home test this morning after he left."

Pierce scowled "Well that won't do" and waved someone in from the hall. "Brock, could you take care of that for me?"

Brock nodded and smiled cruelly "My pleasure, sir."

Star looked at Brock wide eyed "You?"

Brock nodded "yeah, Me. You know, I saw Barnes when he was leaving, asked what he wanted to do about you. He just shrugged and told me 'if she comes back looking for me, you can have her' and winked"

Brock punched her in the stomach. Hard. Over and over until she couldn't hold herself up any more, then kicked her a few times for good measure.

In between her sobs she yelped and curled into a ball "Daddy, please. I love him, I want....your grandchild. Please"

Pierce looked at Brock "call Dr Zola to check on her. Then take her home."

When Star woke the next morning her body ached and it took her a few minutes to remember what had happened before she started crying again. She stayed in bed, refusing to answer the phone or door. She didn't understand how Bucky could say all those things but just take her fathers money and leave. She had never felt such pain in her life.

Around dinnertime she heard knocking again and was ignoring it until she heard her door fly open. She got out of bed and looked to see who it was. Her father and John Walker came in with Brock trailing behind.

John reached for her but she flinched away "It's ok sweetheart, I know you're hurting but once we marry it'll be better for you."

Star stood up straight and spat at him "I won't marry you John. I don't know how many more ways to say it."

He looked at her questioningly "You sure about that honey? I'll bet I can convince you" and nodded to Brock.

Brock quickly grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder, carrying her as he followed Pierce and John to the barn. He dropped her onto the floor in the middle of the barn.

Pierce looked at her coldly "Are you sure you won't marry him?"

Star nodded "positive"

He nodded to Brock who walked up to the stall marked "Charlie", pulled put his gun and fired it twice.

Charlie grunted and fell over.

Star jumped up and ran to his stall, screaming "CHARLIE!!" and fell next to his lifeless body, sobbing.

Pierce threw his handkerchief at her "I hope you see how serious I am now. If you aren't at the party this weekend, dressed and ready to act like the fiance of the man you love then Brock will come back for Lulu.

Have a good week, dear."

Chapter 4

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky barnes x reader #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #angst with a happy ending #biker au

[spacedlexi]

hey same anon from yesterday!

first off, good luck with your assignments, Killin myself out here too.

And thanks for the advice! I’m trying to make it canonical while in a modern au, so since this was a mainly S1 part of the series, Clem’s parents + Lee’s wife nonsense still happens, just navigated differently. Different dates obviously happen, some characters are less prominent and others are more (i.e St. John’s useless, or Larry + Lee’s family roles/created)

For the personalities, some characters are just easier to write I think. I’ll never understand the Violet southerner thing, a telltale sight for me is if someone messes that up. (Also basically every story has Minerva as a total asshole so that’s funny)

I tried to implement game lines too, while putting it in modern context! And the end of the day you’re right, it is MY choice, just want to have it look nice. Again, thanks and good luck!

using lines ripped from the game can definitely be helpful, especially if it feels natural in the scene, i would just be careful in not leaning on it too much. adding a twist to it definitely helps. but really try to pay attention to the cadence with which characters speak. theres a rhythm to Everything. do they stutter when theyre nervous? do they use a lot of filler words? do they hesitate at all or do they speak confidently? do they enunciate? stuff like that. if you can figure that out it makes it easier to write dialogue that really feels like its coming from that character. think about the different ways multiple characters may express the same idea. how does it get filtered through their heads and mouths. its less about What the character is saying and more How theyre saying it. believability and all that. to me it feels like pulling off a magic trick

it really is just a delicate balance of behavior and vocabulary. its why i try to cut a lot of slack to writers when it comes to fic. i know its a hard line to walk, and i'll give points for getting Enough right. especially for characters we dont see much of. thats why even tho it annoys me a bit i understand why so many people write minnie as being a possessive asshole and not much else. its why i end up going down the rabbit hole trying to figure out who she was before the delta. like we Know she was a different person, we just dont know much about that person, and the experience/thought process that she had that turned her from the "didnt even like killing walkers" never mind the darkness minnie into the minnie that killed her sister. i find her to be a really interesting character because its obvious she still cares about the ericson group in some fucked up way (sans clem she just sees her as an obstacle to getting them back) and i Do wish that depth was examined more in fics. but maybe im just not reading the right ones

ANYWAY i hope this has all been helpful and good luck with your writing 💕

#when it comes to southern vi i just kinda 🙄 my eyes now and look past it #ive seen it so much at this point im becoming numb to it lol (still dont understand why it happens tho) #i had to stop reading clemvi fic for a while because the way people were writing them #i felt like i was teleported back to 2014 reading johndave fic 💀 i wish i was kidding it was giving me psychic damage. like where am i #incognito #replies with lexi #twdg

[endless-oc-creations]

Mimi's introduces new-ish ocs/plot bunnies {December 4th, 2022}

1.) Lilith Addams for Netflix's Wednesday played by Ariela Barer

Brief summary: When Lilith was only five years old their parents passed away suddenly, so they were taken in with open arms and raised by their Uncle Gomez and Aunt Morticia Addams.

Their mother, Annabel, was an Addams, Gomez, and Fester's baby sister in fact. While their father, Harold, was a ‘normie’, who fell in love with Annabel’s uniqueness.

When Wednesday got in trouble at their school after the 'incident' ' where Lilith themselves may or may not have provided Wednesday the piranhas from their fish tank.

because of this, Lilith had also been sent to Nevermore Academy.

Where they soon get sucked into the murder and mysteries involving their new school and Lilith tries to keep up with their cousin Wednesdays to stop her from putting herself in an early grave.

And not the fun sleepover kind.

2.) Face claim change for The Walking Dead Oc Everleigh Horvath is now played by Hannah John Kamen! Big thanks to @maddies-buckley for helping me find this new fc!

Brief summary: Everleigh, or Eve for short, was raised by her Great Uncle Dale and Great Aunt Irma after her parents were unable to take care of her when she was a child.

She's close to both her Aunt and Uncle, seeing them as parental figures, and ended up going to college to become a nurse. But, then her aunt Irma ended up with cancer before dying from it and her Uncle was sent into depression.

In fear of losing her Uncle, Eve quit school to help her Uncle and convinced him to take the road trip in the RV with her like he was planning to do with her Aunt before she died.

Things were going good until the world went to complete shit.

It was now all about surviving. From flesh-eating monsters, they are called Walkers, and even people who've gone insane and decided to take advantage of the society they live in now.

But what Eve didn't see coming during all of this was falling in love with that asshole Daryl Dixon.

#mimi plot bunnies #oc: Everleigh Horvath #Everleigh Horvath #Lilith Addams #oc: Lilith Addams #plot bunnies

[thefanficmonster]

hi beautiful i’m not the anon w the yelena request but could u do headcanons where yelena is going through the events of falcon and the winter soldier w sam and bucky and john walker makes some really bad comments to her earlier on and then hurts her really bad during the fight so bucky gets super protective

Bottom line: Fuck John Walker; Thank you for coming to my TED talk and enjoy the headcanons 💕

PS: I've not yet seen the show (I know, I suck, I'm sorry 😭) so this is gonna be a bit of an outtake of sorts but don't worry it'll live up to the shittiness of John's character

Platonic Relationships: Bucky Barnes & Yelena Belova & Sam Wilson

Warnings: Insults and Derogatory Comments, Physical Altercation, Injury, Swearing

Genre: Platonic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Angst

Yelena has always had a strong gut instinct, one she could trust with anything at anytime

But even if that wasn't the case, simply looking at the smug face of John Walker would've set off plenty of alarms and fed her all the reasons she'd need to dislike him right off the bat

It sure helped seeing that Bucky and Sam shared her opinion, their glares as sharp as hers whenever their eyes would land on the man, cutting holes into him

He wasn’t any kinder in return

Say what you will about him, but the way he was able to gauge precise details about Yelena with minimal amount of time spent in her vicinity was nothing short of eerie

He knew what dots to hit to hurt her as much as he could

Digging through her past, how she came to be who she is today, tugging strings to lift the curtain she’s been trying so hard to keep closed all her life

The curtain separating her current self from the person they crafted in the Red Room

A killing machine, as John had called her

But that was only one insult of many, all barreling down the hill and piling up.... 

“You’re a worthless weapon. Unless your crosshairs are aimed at someone, you’re absolutely useless“

“Were your culinary classes before or after the daily kill-or-be-killed sessions?“

“You want to be her, don’t you? Sorry to break it to you , sweetheart, but Natasha Romanoff was a hero. And you certainly aren’t that.“

...until enough was enough

And until the last string was pulled

He though of her as a weapon? A worthless one at that?

He’d get nothing less

At the mention of her sister, Yelena couldn’t stomach a word more with her aggression harnessed

So, she simply set it loose and allowed it to launch her forward at the bastard

Despite how sudden the attack was, John was able to dodge it

But only partly

A kick to his shin brought him to a knelt position which allowed him to be an easy target for Yelena’s knee uppercut 

Not easy enough though because he managed to dodge it and counter her back-up attack which was meant to be a kick delivered square to his chest

Unfortunately, the size difference between them worked out in his favor and helped him greatly when he gripped her leg by the ankle and whirled her in to the other side of the room

The harsh impact of Yelena’s body into the wall sent pieces of tile and dust raining down around her slumped form

Her body was shaken by the force of the hit, her vision blurred because of the nasty injury she’d obtained on the back of her head from where blood was now gushing, staining her blond locks a deep haunting red

The same shade Bucky started seeing when him and Sam walked in a second too late to witness the whole thing

Nevertheless, it took them less than a second to connect the dots

Whereas Sam ran to Yelena’s aid, Bucky wasted no time inflicting his own damage on the asshole who, for the splittest of seconds, looked almost guilty to have inflicted so much damage on the girl

That’s partially why Bucky’s fists made a harsher collision with his jaw and cheek than they would’ve had John had all his bearings intact

He took his chance and ran with it, refusing to slow down even when the redness of his vision was no longer so much anger as it was the blood coating John’s face, neck and upper chest

It’s around this time Sam, only after making sure Yelena was ok, ran over to prevent Bucky from killing the man for no reason other than to keep his partner out of trouble

God knows he himself wanted John dead at the moment as well

But with the last bit of restraint kicked into action, the two men backed away from the beaten and bloodied asshole on the floor and made their way to a still dazed Yelena who was now sitting up with her back against the wall

Her eyes had a sad glint to them, tears of either pain or genuine sadness staining the pools of brown

“You shouldn’t have done that...“ She mumbled with a solemn shake of her head, fearing the repercussions he Bucky might face after this sort of outburst

He’s anything but worried however

“No one lays a finger on you and gets away with it, kid“

Something about the smile he utilizes when reassuring her is convincing enough to get a small one out of her as well

Apart from a strong gut, Yelena has also had a knack for finding herself a family in the most unlikely of places

She lost her sister, but now she has two brothers 

They’ll never replace or fill-in for her loss, but they’ll help her heal from it and from all else that’s been haunting her

That’s what family does for one another, is it not?

#yelena belova #yelena black widow #black widow yelena #natasha and yelena #yelena x bucky #yelena and bucky #yelena my beloved #the falcon and the winter soldier #yelena mcu #yelena & bucky #yelena belova & bucky barnes #bucky barnes headcanon #bucky barnes #yelena & sam #yelena belova & sam wilson #sam wilson #falcon #winter solider fanfiction #winter soldier #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #headcanons #avengers #the avengers #natasha romanoff #natasha & yelena #black widow #mcu #marvel cinematic universe

[saintfourr]

My story for the secondary characters of TWDG

Nate

Asshole.

Yeah, he's an asshole and everyone knows it

He takes Troy's place at Howe's Warehouse as one of Carver's henchmen.

Russell tricks him and shoots him in the dick.

Yeah, I only did it because I wanted Nate to get screwed and pay for what he did.

Tamara Sandusky

She is alive, and helps Shel and Clem get past the walkers and fend off the horde.

Her husband died while trying to escape to find help for them.

She helped Wyatt who got caught in the fence while trying to get in to help Becca and Vince.

She helps Vince up onto the roof so they don't have to move the dresser in front of the door.

She is shot in the arm during the shootout but survives.

She shoots Mike through the window when she sees them trying to flee after attacking Clementine.

Danielle (Jolene's Daughter)

She manages to get away from the bandits in the forest before they do anything, unfortunately Jolene didn't know.

She meets with the St. John and starts living with them unaware of the cannibalism. After the truth is revealed, she runs away with Lee's group.

She goes a long time without eating because of the trauma of discovering the truth, Lee who helps her.

Lee hands the plush rabbit to her in an attempt to make her happy, and succeeds.

She gets a little reclusive and sometimes asks about her mom, Lee doesn't know how to respond but tells Carley he's working up the nerve.

He tells her and she starts to cry, but he says that she never forgot about Danielle and always cared about her. It helps her slightly.

Riley and Joyce (Sam's Owners)

They are attacked in the camp and the father sacrifices himself for them to escape.

They succeed and start living elsewhere, they meet the cabin group but don't stay with them for long.

They are fooled by Carver into thinking Howe's warehouse was a safe place, which it was but they didn't know how cruel Carver was.

Like the cabin group, they run away but they end up at the ski hut with Kenny and Sarita.

They are very welcoming to Clementine and are happy that she took care of Sam (in my version, Sam doesn't die and is super friendly).

Unfortunately Nate (which is in place of Troy) kills Sam after he continuously starts barking and attacking him.

In the end, the girls head back to Howe's warehouse with the group, trying to turn it into a base.

Randy, Patricia and Gill

I hate how they only show up at the end of the season and then steal Jane and Clem and run away.

In my version, they continue with the group helping everyone to make a secure base in Howe's old warehouse. Something that was never in Carver's hands.

Patricia adopted Randall after his parents died and he wandered aimlessly.

Randall and Patricia are just friends, they are not a couple.

Gill tries to be a brother to the other kids even though he's a bit shy and closed off.

Randall is shot by Becca when she catches him trying to steal supplements and run away.

He dies from blood loss.

Eleanor (Molly's sister)

She was found by Lee with Cliff on the train, she was very welcoming to them and made friends with Clementine very quickly.

She liked the idea of ​​making the train move but thought the idea of ​​the boat was dangerous, she has already passed by the docks and seen the condition of the boats.

She tried to warn Kenny but he wouldn't listen.

Molly didn't know she was with them and when Molly showed her photo to Lee, he didn't recognize Eleanor because she looked different.

Molly and Eleanor reunite at the manor and she leaves with Molly.

She thanks Lee for everything Lee has done for her (helping her with the walkers and protecting Molly).

Molly appear again only in the third season at the dump, helping Javier's family. But unfortunately Eleanor dies due to lack of treatment and medicine.

Sophie

She survives but loses her memory while running away so she doesn't remember what happened before she ran away.

She makes it to Ericsson and is welcomed but doesn't know how to respond to what happened.

She doesn't remember what Marlon did to her, she arrives with Clementine. She was the one who helped Clem and AJ out of the car.

Marlon is happy that she doesn't know and manages to keep the secret.

One warning: Brody isn't killed and she just ends up passing out with her right ear deaf, but due to the amount of blood on Clem (after she helped clean the wound), Marlon is unaware that she survived but he manages to convince the group that Clem killed her.

Sophie's memory slowly returns until she fully remembers that Minerva tried to kill her while they were arguing before Sophie tried to run away.

During Delta's attack, Sophia stays inside the school protecting the children.

#twdg #the walking dead game #the walking dead #the walking dead season two #twdg season 2

[stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale]

so.... I just finished my first read through of Clementine Book Two and... spoilers below the cut, but what the hell did I just read?

I don't even know what rating I'd give this honestly?? It was certainly more enjoyable than Book One but probably not for the reasons intended..... 2/5 stars for now?? I think?

I guess my feelings about this second installment are... it feels like a very big missed opportunity.

The art style is significantly improved though the characters do still sometimes look like potatoes, but the environments? Lovely. Really makes me wish this was done in color but alas, the walking dead is allergic to color.

The story goes that Clementine, Ricca, Olivia, and their pet cat Dr Barnaby ended up crashing the plane in Canada... because if you'll recall from Book One, they all escaped in a plane after Georgia decided to be evil and murder Amos, then tried to murder everyone else.

So they're in Canada, and Clementine's leg got so infected due to lack of proper cleaning that she goes into a coma for a month... no really, she goes into a coma. But it's okay, because Ricca and Olivia manage to flag down a boat to help them. Clementine wakes up on this island, we're introduced to a whole new cast of characters, we see how the island works, all that.

I like the Island group. They're not as likable as the Ericson crew, or any of the groups from the games. But we've got:

Miss Morro: the "doctor" of the island

Emi: She saved them and brought them to the island.

John: Miss Morro's son

Amir: A kid who lost his arm because his father didn't believe him when he said a dog bit him and he was too little to fight getting it cut off. Also one of my favorites.

Shu-Fen: she's probably the most interesting of the new cast. She and her family were on vacation here on the island when the outbreak occurred, and since she's originally from Taiwan, she's slowly trying to piece together a map to see if it's possible to ever make it back home.

Ginette and Giles: elderly couple who only speak French.

Mercy: a little girl that Ginette and Giles take care of.

There's a lot more focus on emotional drama and trauma, which I don't mind, especially since we're not given any real antagonist... well, I guess the closet person to an antagonist is Miss Morro, but she's just kind of... an asshole? She's verbally and physically abusive with her son. She's petty. After Clementine and Ricca have a big fight, Miss Morro says things clearly meant to hurt Clementine, and imply that Clem's incapable of love.

Miss Morro used to be a pathologist who performed autopsies, and her whole thing is she spends all of her time in her little hut doing these autopsies on every walker the group kills, she documents everything, and then buries them. She prioritizes this over the living people of the group in a way that feels like she's trying to convince herself that she's a good person?

Honestly, I was waiting for the big reveal that she was actually doing science experiments on the walkers... but alas, that's what I mean when I say this book feels like a wasted opportunity.

But don't worry, we have more drama because guess what. No, really, take a guess at what was revealed part way through this book. Do it. Guess.

That's right, Olivia's pregnant.

Yep. Apparently she and Amos had sex in Book One, and now Olivia's pregnant.

But why, though?

Can I share my conspiracy? Imma share my conspiracy, I think Tillie's fucking with us now. I know I've said time and time again, "When you review the comic, leave Tillie out of it," but my tinfoil hat says she's getting the last laugh and honestly? .....I'm here for it, ngl. I don't have the fucks to care anymore.

Because c'mon. Another side character from Clementine's group having a baby that she'll have to help raise? If Olivia dies next book and Clem and Ricca have to raise that baby, I'm gonna laugh.

Oh my god, what if they name the baby Amos Junior...... AJ 2.0

do it, Tillie, doooo iiiiiit

what, no I'm not losing my mind shut up I am so normal about this

Anyway... Clementine even has this line of dialogue: "I've seen a baby born before, but it was so scary I blocked it out." You blocked it out??? Are we talking about Christa? or Rebecca?? If it's Rebecca, that means Clementine blocked out AJ's birth.

It's absurd, right? And Olivia is soooo uneducated about it! Clementine finds her in the lighthouse and Olivia tells her she got bit *because she felt something move inside of her*..... and then Olivia asked why it matters when she last had her period.... How the hell did she and Amos even figure out what to do, honestly.

Speaking of Amos, my hopes and dreams were crushed. He did not come back as a twist villain, he only came back as the voice of the dream sequences.

No Lee in this book, btw. Or AJ. Amos served that purpose this time and I am disappointed. I still refuse to believe he's actually dead, you gotta show me his dead body or his walker form. We still have one more book, I'm just saying. He could come back. I won't lose hope. It wouldn't be the most ridiculous thing to happen.

And I guess I should talk about Clementine and Ricca... y'know, I kept an open mind. I really did. I went into this wanting to ship it because it's pointless to go into this mad, y'know? I can't change it, there's nothing I can do about it. So I had high hopes that we would get more development on their romance and we did... it just wasn't good.

Clemricca isn't a very healthy relationship, nor is it entertaining. Clementine's fickle, Ricca's demanding. She tells Clementine that she's willing to wait for her since Clem's still hesitant about these feelings. But then they get into an argument and I just... here's the dialogue. I would show the actual pages but from what I've found, no one has actually uploaded the book yet and I don't have a means to do it myself but:

Clementine: I don't want you to think that anything is more important to me than you. Ricca: That's kind of how you made it sound. Clementine: What I meant to say was that I… I want this island to be safe for us. We can't do anything if we're dead. Ricca: What do you mean "do"? Kiss? Date? Talk about how we actually feel? The dead decide when that can happen? Clementine: … Ricca: I love you. And I'm pretty sure you love me too. But you're not making me feel loved. You're making me feel you just want to protect me or… Clementine: But I do want to protect you. It's all I ever think about. Every minute of every day. Ricca: I don't need saving, Clem. I need you to love me. And I need it to be always. It can't start and stop. Clementine: …I… Ricca, turning to leave: Oh my god, maybe this has all been in my head- Clementine: Ricca- Ricca: I get it, okay? Clementine: If I let… If I let myself… Ricca: Forget this. Clementine: You said you would wait for me! Ricca: That's not fair. You want me to wait for the impossible!? Clementine: No, I- Ricca: I'm done, Clem. Clementine: Ricca, don't go in yet, please, we can talk more- Ricca: What else is there to say?

I dunno, Ricca, what else is there to say? Because I'm speechless.

By the way, at this point they haven't even had their first kiss. They don't have that kiss until the very end of the book...... and then they have sex. I think?

Again... but why, though?

It's not explicit, nothing is shown, it's not really anything, it's just implied that it happens through dialogue and a "fade to black." I don't even know how to talk about it, and I keep questioning myself like, "IS that what's happening??" but again, it's not explicit or sexualized in any way, it just is and I don't know how I feel about it. Hopefully I can collect myself for the big review and properly discuss it because... I think I get what the story's going for with it, but I don't love that direction, y'know?

So much happens in this book that I haven't covered, like... so much happens, it's longer than Book One and there are more characters. There's a lot of bullshit, but it was honestly enjoyable for what it was until the ending... which the ending was a problem in Book One, too.

I haven't covered that big tragic ending yet, I'm saving that for my in-depth review. I don't know when that will be out, I want to read this a few more times and be thorough. If y'all have read it let me know your thoughts. I'm very interested to know what you thought of that ending, just... all of it, Chapter Seven onward.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go read a palate cleanser and to collect my thoughts.

#twdg #clementine book two #twdg clementine #y'all these comics are so far removed from the games #i'm laughing

[emlovesstates]

States in the MCU AU

By the way I made this over a year ago and some of it is from a few months ago.

So I have this MCU state headcanon for the states particularly for New York because honestly let's face it he's the one that is literally the most involved in the MCU more than any other state I know there are other states in MCU and obviously, America exist and all the states exist but they're not really a relevant  anyway

New York is very pissed off at DC and GOV

Because of the whole bombing of New York City thing in 2012 during the battle of New York also has PTSD because of the battle of New York he says it was worse than 911

But he's actually pretty sure that the bad at the final battle with Thanos is the worst of it all that's because there's a giant crater in the middle of New York

During World War II all the states have actually met Steve Rogers and when he went into the ice New York couldn't accept the fact that Steve was considered gone until 2012 when he finally decided that he would just give up and accept it but then shield found Steve Rogers in the ice and filed him out

OK this second has nothing to do with the statehouse is it has more to do with  the MCU

So in endgame pepper and Tony are in somewhere in upstate New York or in somewhere in New York and not in the city and I would like to believe that they live at one of the finger Lakes or up in the Adirondack Mountains near one of the lakes up there

I would like to believe that is actually Lake George

OK so back to the state MCU Headcanon

New York is very grateful for the Avengers actually all the states are

All the states are actually huge fans of Captain America

George's favorite avenger is falcon/Captain America

They are fucking hate John Walker

New York Massachusetts Connecticut California Florida Texas are very pissed off at GOV.  For trying to fucking replace Captain America. New York yelled at GOV

I "this is for New York said and I quote" Oh my fucking God how dare you this kid is an asshole did you see the way he killed that guy.

he doesn't deserve to be Captain America. how dare you replace captain America who cares of the fucking country needs to help Sam motherfucking Wilson decided to put the shield in the museum and what are you do you take it out can you give it to this John Walker kid!!!!!! Why New York is yelling at DC/GOV California and Texas are trying to hold New York down

All 50 states and the five territories went to Tony's funeral

Cali was crying the whole damn time but not as much as New York.

Tonys funeral is the one time New York didn't hold back tears.

DC/Gov had a monument made for Tony.

It's a statue of Tony with a plaque that says "Earths mightiest hero." The statue is in Washington DC and in New YorkAnd there are a whole bunch of statues of Tony all over New York state mainly in the cities so Albany, New York city ,Rochester and Buffalo,Syracuse but the grand one is in New York City,

New York knows about Steve going back to Peggy and he approved of it.

New York regularly visits the captain America exhibit at the Smithsonian never mind him of Steve. When he's missing Steve he goes . ( he's learning to deal with his emotions in a more healthy way.)

Cali also has statues of Tony all over the state

Georgia loves falcon love Sam Wilson and he is glad Steve chose him as the new captain America and fuck John Walker

(Unlike Georgia I still say should've been Bucky it was in the comics he got the shield first) sorry about my little tangent there

Cali's favorite avenger is Black widow.

sorry that it was mostly New York I'm kind of biased because I live in New York state I know this fandom knows that New York is more than just a city and Tony died in New York so yeah and steps from New York so yeah

All the states hate John Walker and Gov likes John walker

New Mexico's favorite avenger is Thor we all know why

Jersey felt weird when Wanda made her little world thing to bring back vision escapism at it's best

And was more against himself than usual Hi let's do this

Steve and New York had a moment before Steve went back in time

New York:Steve you sure about this.

Steve: yes just keep an eye Buck for me and the kid.

New York: you know I will.Go to your soulmate.

And then they hugged. Steve went back in time returned all the stones went to live with Peggy

Tony left three final Messages one for the avengers and the rest of the world and one for the states and one specifically for New York and California and Tennessee.

Tonys Death Really Took a toll on New York's mental health but Cali was there for him.

For New York it just makes it worse that he's a state that Tony died in

Florida he is very sad about Tony death mainly because it's just sad that Tony had a little girl he won't be able to watch her grow up

They all know Peter's identity but they're not going to tell the world because they're in mortal and they're basically God's.

Texas has mad respect for The original six

Utah favorite avenger is Hawkeye because Hawkeye is a family man and Utah is a family Man.

Jersey was sick when Wanda was making her own hex thingy and he actually saw everything that was going on and the fact that he had national guard every organization in America and the FBI CIA all that the army.

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Outside MCU

New York about Florida and California: what the hell is wrong with you guys.

Cali: what do you mean.

New York: this marvel shows and all the mental health issues I mean first WandaVision and how Americans use sitcom's to escape reality.

Mass: yeah falcon winter soldier with the veterans and the fact that Bucky literally went to therapy.

Connecticut: Loki with the infirmary complex and probably your child abandonment issues and his daddy issues.

I was crying when I was making this.

Here’s some incorrect quotes

 Florida: it's got to be part of The big three

Georgia: what big three

Florida: The big three

Georgia there's no big three

Florida :every time the avengers fight they fight one of the big three aliens androids and wizards.

Georgia: Wizards aren't real

Florida :Doctor Strange

Georgia: is a sorcerer

Florida: A saucer is a wizard without a hat

Georgia:

Florida: :D

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Georgia: like I know you miss Steve I am missing two do you have to MoveOn. I also know you miss Tony I think we all do no one's going to replace Tony the worlds greatest hero universe for that matter

New York : it's not as easy as you think.

Georgia: I know buddy Tony wouldn't want you to be sad he would want you to celebrate him he won't want you to be glad that he saved the world and discovered time travel to save the world.(sees New York About to cry)come on bring it in.

New York hugs him: I miss him Geo.

Georgia hugs back :I know Yorke.

Mass looting at Georgia in New York hugging : Man I never seen my little brother cry before.

Florida about to cry: I know it's so sad come on New York you're gonna make me cry[ joins the hug with New York and Georgia]

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Head canon

For the MCU

OK so during the final battle of Thanos or whatever it's called New York was in pain the whole time but at the same time he felt hole again because the blip made everything feel a little bit less whole

He was in pain it hurts really bad but also he knew it was avengers fighting because the same thing happened five years ago when the aliens invaded earth for the second time but also he was hurt and I have the same thing happened in 2012

he still has scars from it and also he still has scars from 911

It really hurt him so badly

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New Jersey acting weird:do do do do do do WandaVision WandaVision Waba blah blah WandaVision WandaVision looking good and we knew it because Sampson and surprises come and ask you some sizes

California pointing at jersey: is he Ok

New York: probably not

Connecticut: oh no he's definitely not OK he's singing

Mass: since when do either of you care the fuck about jersey

New York: oh we don't care the fuck about the jersey

Connecticut: yeah we're just answering California's fucking question

Mass: yeah but you got a wonder what is going on with him

California: you know what I don't even fucking care anymore I don't even wanna know what's going on with New Jersey no it's not weird enough that you know you know what is normal you know this is normal weird stuff happens all the time I mean first Steve happens when Captain Marvel happens and then Tony because Tony Stark becomes a superhero when we thank God exist and then they find Steve again in ice for 70 years and then aliens attack New York city it couldn't get any weirder I'm over it.

Florida:I think it can't get weird or are we going to question the fact that nobody's fault in The abomination since it happened like what happened to abomination are we just going to nor the fact that Hulk didn't kill the abomination

Gov: yes we are going to ignore that factSpoiler warning for black widow in any of the MCU

Now we all know New York is a broken boy but I feel like in the MCU he's even more broken than he already. And the reasoning for it literally all the bad stuff that happens in New York City do you know the aliens the robots the wizards the big three

And also New York has to deal with the fact I've said this before and I'll say it again he hast to deal with the fact that he is the place where the universes mightiest hero died

In any AU I just feel like Georgia is the one that can get through to New York because Of their friendshipAnd Georgia's ability to communicate very well that's like his superpower also parenting is Georgia is super power

California would also be able to get New York but not as well as Georgia would be able too.

Ohio favorite Avenger is black widow because Natasha lived in Ohio

Florida is not as chaotic as New York is in the MCU I'm sorry but y'all know it's true

All right we're about to get into a serious topic you're not serious topic is hydra a.k.a Nazis

If you've seen Captain America first avenger you know that the first Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division or as we all know it as shield headquarters it's in Jersey which means New Jersey knew that hydrant was invading shield and just didn't tell anyone and so basically when shield was officially taken over by the enemy it's for you noob's is Hydro is the enemy literally the whole country is shunned New Jersey so nobody talk to him for like a year

OK we're going back to New York OK

New York's brother Massachusetts and Connecticut try to comfort him but they're not good and emotions either so they can't really help

Why do I feel like Massachusetts knew about Agatha

All right welcome to whatever this is

Massachusetts is very very very very very very concerned about what is happened to New York

Connecticut is just very worried about his little brother and his mental health but also like he lost half of his own population in the blip.

New Hampshire he's just chilling he's worried a little bit about New York

Vermont is very very very extremely worried about the person who is basically his dad which is New York

New York is worthy of Thors hammer but he doesn't think he's worthy he's kind a like Steve a lot like Steve and also because I said so

Main honestly I don't know what to say about the crap the lobster man he's afraid of the Hulk aren't we all though I mean let's be real here

Delaware very concerned about what happened in Westview New Jersey

Spoilers for Spider-Man no way home

New York still remembers Peter because they're mortal and they don't really get affected by that stuff by magic unless the magic is done by Louisiana or Massachusetts or whatever state knows how to do magic or country for that matter

Bye

Sorry for the bad grammar this is literally with no spellcheck



#ben brainard #welcome to the statehouse #wttsh #welcome to the table #wttt #incorrect quotes #new york #florida #wttsh in the MCU AU #new mexico #california #georgia #Utah #texas

[cyclone-rachel]

thoughts on The Boys, season 3

Episode 7

okay, penultimate episode time!

“this series deals with sensitive issues, including death by suicide and contains scenes that could be sexual, graphic, or taboo in nature. No living people or animals were harmed or coerced. Viewer discretion is strongly advised.”

Well geez, where was this warning for the rest of the show up to now?

strong quotations around “rehab”

they think Homelander dumped her?

that certainly looks like a mistake

which is what?

he’s not wrong

oh my god

this scene is wild

so he actually has powers here?

fucker

get away from her!!!

ooooooh

You stepped on one of them, Homelander

She’d be fine losing her powers if it meant getting the fuck away from you

ew. ew. ew.

you also probably imagined having kids with the literal nazi

Are you sure?

you’re a fucking creeper and I hate you

what are the other two?

I love Annie and Kimiko so much

I don’t know if that’s as easy as it sounds

Basically, yes

“Aside from the two of us, I guess.”

no good ever comes from a place like this

is he a brony

okay I guess not

ERIC BAUZA? ONE OF MY FAVES ERIC BAUZA? NICE

this is weirder than that time the Deep hallucinated his gills talking to him

That’s gross

oh shit what was that

Ah, Butcher’s in his mind-prison

He sure says some wild shit

yeah so this dude is terrifying actually

And what do you care about the Lord?

Everyone’s a mess here.

Damn, Annie

that doesn’t mean he isn’t worth saving

You just lost them, and you were happy about it

I love her so much

I agree with Hughie here, man.

Give her some credit.

do you want to have a threesome with her and an octopus?

oh my GOD that was a JOKE

the deep: I can excuse sexual assault but I draw the line at sea creature misgendering

Hey, he offered to share.

who’s Dave Eggers

oh geez what is this

“Black Sheep Noir”, I love it

YIKES

YIKES. YIKES. YIKES.

young Butcher is perfect, like in terms of acting

yeah you can see exactly where he got his life philosophy from

The guys from the Believe conference?

Not a good combination

And clearly Hughie doesn’t want to be a soldier

fuck you, Homelander

Liar, lying liar

do you think the media caught that?

thanks, Vic

Homelander you weirdo

Again, thank you, Vic

Are you sure he’s going to be the president?

But you’re gonna fuck anyway probably

What’s her favor?

Oh, he’s okay.

Ashley, putting the “gaslight” in “gaslight gatekeep girlboss”

what in the goddamn fuck

this is just like those weird memes about one direction I think

Your wife’s gonna find out now

sorry what

Kimiko, honey

he’d always dance with you

Do you really think that would work?

are we going to see what it says

yes! yes! yes!

I love them so much

My good brave girl

Annie do you know what you’re doing

oh dear

why is he getting this narrated to him?

OH NO

ouch

So that’s what really happened

thank you, MM

I’m glad she’s not okay with it

dude. he has Starlight in his home right now

How do you know that?

oh noooooo

Annie get out of there girl

fucking asshole

love you, Annie

lots of windchimes

You don’t sound chill

He’s not going to put on underwear?

Aww, Hughie admitting Butcher is his friend

and now I’m hoping for a Hughie and Kimiko conversation

Aw, Butcher no

this certainly isn’t foreshadowing anything at all

oh that went THROUGH his eye

ouch

the green light for what?

what’s impossible?

the John Walker Special right there, everyone

is Butcher okay

so like in Uglies

He’s not gonna tell him

Oh no

how long do you have?

thank you, Annie

Well, shit

You’re so gross

DAD? HE’S A FATHER? HE’S HOMELANDER’S FATHER?

#papa don't look #the boys #the boys season 3 #the boys spoilers #rachel talks about stuff

[annelizabethwrites]

Pairings: Roger Taylor X OC (Scarlett Walker); George Harrison X OC (Star Walker)

Rating: Mature (See Notes, Muses & Warnings for the actual warnings)

POV: Scarlett, Star, Third, Elaina

Warning: self-harm & substance abuse

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April 4th, 1969- ✌︎︎♡︎ Scarlett's POV

Paul and John came back from their honeymoon. The fashion show went well. Ringo and George showed up, which made the press go wild. This drove Anne crazy because she wasn't the center of attention, but Kelly talked to them and didn't mind. It was a rainy day in London, and Star picked me up after work. We would've Family night at Ringo's this week, but the lads had to catch up on their album since they went on a holiday or got married. Star and I walked into the lads screaming and Ringo looking like he was about to kill someone.

"Rock, paper, scissors on who goes into that," Star said.

"No, let's just team up," I walked into the room.

"Okay, before any of you guys kill each other, each of you at one of the corners," I yelled; the lads looked at me, and Star and I raised my eyebrow. I'm really tired of them fighting; honestly, it's so tiring since I'm the one who is always stopping the fight. They all walked to a corner and sat there like little children. I pinched the bridge of my nose, "What happened today."

"Oh, I can tell you!" John rose his hand like a little kid trying to get called by the teacher, then pointed at George, "He and Pattie broke up, then he-"

"He's been having a fucking affair with my fucking wife since August!" Ringo screamed. I turned to Star, who was on the verge of tears.

✌︎︎♡︎ Star's POV

"He's been having a fucking affair with my fucking wife since August!" Ringo screamed as I felt my heart drop. This fucking asshole! This whole time he's been fucking Mo?! I felt a heaviness in my eyes; I looked over at George, who looked down as soon as my eyes hit his.

"Un-fucking-believable," I turned around and ran out of the studio. I got to my car and placed my head on the steering wheel, feeling the cold tears fall down my face. I feel betrayed; Mo knows how I feel about George, she always knew, and she still does this? I knew I should've kept my feelings in check! The sadness became anger, and I started to hit on my steering wheel in frustration before going home. Once I got to the flat, I stormed into my room and plopped on my bed. I dug my face in my pillow, bursting into tears. Why am I never good enough? Can he fucking tell me he doesn't want to be with me?

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"Star!" I yelled as Star stormed out. I turned right to George; my anger went through my body. I warned him and told him to stop doing this to Star!

"What's wrong with Star?" John looked at George and me, as I ignored John.

"I fucking told you, Harrison, if you hurt her again, I'll fucking kill you!" I lunged at George as Paul, Ringo, and John grabbed me to keep George safe from me.

"Lottie calm down," Ringo grabbed onto me; I calmed down and walked to the other side of the room. The four men resumed their fight. I just observed them fighting and thinking. I had it! I'm done with the fighting, the constant breaking each other, the toxicity this band brought into the Family!

"That's enough!" I yelled as they all looked at me, "Can there be one fucking day where you guys aren't fighting? I can't do this anymore! I had it! Star and I have been called out of work because of your fights. I'm sick of it!"

"Scarlett..." Paul tried to get soft with me, but I could not do it anymore.

"No. I'm done. Talk to me when you guys are done fighting," I bolted out of the studio. I ran home, which was a half-hour walk but a faster run. I was soaked when I got to my flat, but I didn't care. I darted into Star's room. She was cuddling with her pillow, her eyes were puffy, and the tears were still falling down her face.

"Why am I never good enough for him," She cried.

"Oh, no, Star, you are. It's just, he's too stupid to see," I walked over and started to rub her back.

"He dumps me so he could be with Pattie, then once his marriage is over, he sleeps over, tries to shag me, kisses me. He says I'm so beautiful and shows me a song supposedly written for me. Meanwhile, he's fucking Mo and doing god knows what with her." Star cried, "I'm clearly not good enough for him."

"Don't say that. George is just being a stupid boy," I sighed.

"Yeah, but I'm stupidly in love with that stupid boy!" Star yelled. We talked a bit more, and we both decided to forget what happened and have a twin date. We decided to go to the Premier, I went to start her car, and that's when I saw the lads fighting out front of my building.

"Unbelievable!" I screamed as they all looked at me with innocent smiles on their faces.

"We listen to what you said, and you were right," John innocently smiled, "We fight too much."

"And we want to apologize for how we have been acting," Paul finished.

"Great, tell me that when you mean it," I crossed my arms, "Because you guys clearly don't."

"Well, you shouldn't be mad for us fighting," John stated.

"I have to if I'm always breaking it up!" I snapped, "And the more you guys fight, show more of my worst nightmare."

"That is?" John asked.

"All of your fucking egos will break up our family because it is slowly but surely breaking," I stated, "And right now, I can't stand some of your decisions."

"What did I do?" John asked.

"I don't know, preaching about peace and love and saying how you never wanted to become your father, but that is exactly what you are doing to Julian!" I yelled; Ringo started to giggle as I went off on John, "Ringo, you're not innocent either!"

"I didn't do anything," Ringo shrugged.

"You knew if you told Star about George and Mo, you would upset her, and that would get to George," I turned to him, "You played your sister's emotions to get back at him. Who would do that?"

"And you. I am so sick of you right now. I am holding everything back, so I don't pound you to the ground," I turned to George. George looked down at his feet, "She's so hung up on you! It's breaking her. At the end of her relationships, she would say, 'they're not like Geo' or 'Geo wouldn't have done that' I had to sit with her, crying on my shoulder because she thinks she's not good enough for you!"

"That's not true," George told me.

"Then show it!" I yelled.

"Y'know, you're not innocent either, miss little perfect. How could your dad feel about your lifestyle? Hm? Ms. I'm all innocent and shit until something more tempting comes my way," Paul looked at me, "Do you forget you forged our signatures to get money from girls at your school? Or did you forget that you fell off the edge of the earth with Elaina once you got to Uni and doing god knows what? Do you think your dad would be proud of that?"

"Oh shut up, you don't get to say that," I snapped at Paul.

"Why, cause I'm right?" Paul looked at me.

"No, because how would your mum feel when she finds out her son is a manipulative little bitch that gives zero fucks when it comes to loyalty?" I looked at Paul, "Jane left you because your perfectionism became so controlling, and you couldn't keep it in your damn pants. At least my dad knows I listened to him about loyalty."

𑁍TW: Self-H@rm𑁍

"Well, how would your dad like it about the cutting?" Ringo coughed as I glared at him.

"What?" John looked at Ringo, then me.

"Shut up," I looked at Ringo.

"Oh yeah, when ms little perfect falls rock bottom in her depression, she doesn't get out of it with our help. Instead, she cuts." Ringo glared at me.

"Fuck you," I glared at Ringo. It wasn't his business to tell them.

"What the fuck, Scarlett?" John looked at me.

"Oh, just spare it," I sighed.

"Spare it? How come you didn't come to me?" John looked at me.

"Oh yeah, remember when you knew a girl was cutting and yelled at her in public to roll down her sleeves? I'm not an idiot," I crossed my arms, "Plus, If I told you anything more about my mental health, you would look at me as even more fragile than you already do!"

It became silent; we all knew nothing else to be said; I looked down at the ground, thinking.

"We're supposed to be a family. We're not supposed to be fighting on the pavement, yelling at each other about what we all did wrong. We're not supposed to get into almost fistfights every day. We're not supposed to pick and choose sides, and we don't play with each other's emotions!" I looked at them, "Family doesn't start affairs with another family member's wife! Or fucking dreads seeing everyone all together because of the clusterfuck that is bound to happen! This Family is getting too toxic, and I already was in one. I don't need another."

"Well, maybe we're not Family. We never were. We just said it," John spoke, and everyone looked at John.

"I guess we're not," I started to play with my ring, then walked up to John. I took off the ring and put it in his hand.

"I'm done. I can't stand this anymore. I'm done living a lie of the perfect Family because we're not," I walked past the men after John grabbed my ring.

"Scarlett, I didn't mean it. Come back. Where are you going?" John cried out.

"Away from you guys, I can't even stand to look at you anymore," I turned to the four men and walked away.

✌︎︎♡︎

I walked down the steps and heard screaming. I stayed in the building overhang where I was not seen, but I could overhear.

"We're supposed to be a family. We're not supposed to be fighting on the pavement, yelling at each other about what we all did wrong. We're not supposed to get into almost fistfights every day. We're not supposed to pick and choose sides, and we don't play with each other's emotions! Family doesn't start affairs with another family member's wife or fucking dread seeing everyone all together because of the clusterfuck that is bound to happen! This Family is getting too toxic, and I already was in one. I don't need another." I heard Scarlett's voice crack.

"Well, maybe we're not Family. We never were. We just said it." I heard John say. My heart sank when I heard that.

"I guess we're not," I could hear the tears from Scarlett's voice trembling, then I could hear footsteps, "I'm done. I can't stand this anymore. I'm done living a lie of the perfect Family because we're not."

I gasped, put my hand over my mouth, and fought the tears that wanted to come down.

"Scarlett, I didn't mean it. Come back. Where are you going?" I heard John screaming.

Then I heard Scarlett scream, "Away from you guy, I can't even stand to look at you guys anymore!"

"You guys should be ashamed of yourself," I walked out from my hiding spots, and the four men turned to me.

"What did you hear?" John asked. I walked up to John, seeing Scarlett's ring in his hand.

"I heard from were not family," I looked at the ring in John's hand.

"I didn't mean it," John said, "Please believe me."

"I do, but it's true," I looked into John's eyes, "We need a break from you guys. We can't stand you guys anymore."

"Star Judith, don't you dare," John started as I took off my ring, placed it in his palm, and closed his hand.

"We had a good run," I teared up, "See you guys when I see you."

I walked upstairs and closed the door. I slid down the door and broke down crying.

"It's going to be okay," Elaina walked out and hugged me.

"No, it isn't. Scarlett and I just gave up on the lads!" I teared up. 𑁍TW: substance abuse𑁍 I got up, went to my room, grabbed my bag of drugs for when I go out, then started to dump it. Elaina looked at me as I sat on the couch and rummaged through my pile.

"Are you just going to stare the whole night or wanna get wasted?" I looked at her.

"Depends. What do you got?" Elaina asked.

"Weed, Coke, LSD, and acid joint, practically anything I can snort, smoke, or swallow," I shrugged as Elaina sat next to me, and we started to do rounds of coke and shared the bottle. Soon as the alcohol and coke went into my system, I could feel numbness, and the sensation was exquisite.

Third Person POV

The lads just stood there in the rain, trying to process what happened. Their clothes are drenched, and so is their hair.

"We fucked up, they were the best part of our lives, and we fucked up," John clutched the twins' rings.

"Star said they just needed a break, George and Ringo took a break, and they came back," Paul assured.

"Yeah, because we talked to one of the twins before we left!" George and Ringo both screamed, and the lads started to point fingers at whose fault it was for the twins leaving. They all went home and plopped into their beds, crying as they all regretted the actions they had made leading up to the twins leaving them. When Paul ran into his house, he ran right to bed and closed the door. When Linda walked in to see what was wrong, Paul told her everything and started to cry. John got home, and Yoko was waiting in the living room as he told her to do. John closed the door, gently placed the twins' rings on a countertop, and broke down crying. When Ringo came home, he went to his room, and Maureen walked in. Even though she has been unfaithful, she still loves Ringo, and he isn't so innocent when infidelity. She comforts him as Ringo sobs, telling Maureen what has happened. George was different. He's divorcing Pattie. George was planning to ask out Star, which would not happen anymore. He got home, grabbed a bottle of brandy, and started to down the bottle. He began to cry and knew he had messed up. The only thing we wanted to do was eat ice cream, make fun of cartoons with Scarlett, cuddle up with Star and fall asleep calm and happy. Once the brandy started to kick in, George drove to Apple to pick up one of the Apple scruffs practically living there. He brought the scruff home and started to get comfort out of her, still having Star glued in his mind.

Scarlett's POV

After running out of the fight, I went on a bus and ended up at Roger's flat. I'm drenched head to toe with rain and tears. My face had my makeup running down. I knocked on the door, and Roger opened it, and I could see his face soften.

"What happened?" He frowned.

"I got in a fight with the lads, and I now no longer talk to them," I looked down, started, and showed my hand, "I gave them my ring back and told them to have a great life."

Roger grabbed me and pulled me into a long hug; I cried on his shoulder. Poor Roger is now soaked because of me.

"Why don't you come in and you can get change, okay?" Roger looked at me with his big blue eyes. I nodded, and we walked in. Roger shared a flat with three guys named Geoff, Les, and Pete. Les is why Roger met Brian and Tim, which led up to meeting me. I've never actually met them but heard how they live there. Roger kept his arm around me and moved up close to Roger. He snuck us into his room, but as we passed the front room, some noises came out of the room. We got to Roger's room, and he quietly closed to door, then rummaged through his shirts to find something I could put on. I stayed quiet and tried calming my emotions while sitting on his bed. 

"Here's one of my shirts and a pair of my sweats. You might need to tie them," Roger smiled, passing me the clothes. I stood up and didn't know where to get changed. Roger got awkward and turned around as I giggled at him and turned around, then started to get changed. I had the sweat pants and the shirt bunched up around my neck, but I was in front of his mirror, out of habit; I began to inspect my scar.

"Oh uh," I heard a guy coughed before I realized Roger turned around to see my scar, and I quickly put the shirt down, "Sorry, I shouldn't have turned.

"It's alright. I zoned out," I froze in response.

"It's not that bad. I think it makes you look stronger than you already are." Roger quickly walked up to me and kissed me. I blushed and hugged him, we all sat down, and my stomach started to rumble.

"Did you eat?" Roger asked.

"No, Star and I were about to eat but then..." My voice started to tremble a bit. Roger got up, told me to stay there, and came back with a heated-up piece of pizza.

"I know it's not five stars, but-" He handed me the plate.

"I know it will taste good," I took a bite and devoured it. I skipped lunch today, which wasn't the best idea, but I wasn't starving.

"Did you eat today?" Roger asked.

"Does only breakfast count?" I placed the plate on his side table.

"Just Breakfast? What about lunch?" Roger asked.

"Skipped it, wasn't that hungry," I stated. Roger wanted to say something about it but stayed quiet.

"You can stay the night," Roger changed the subject, "I don't mind sharing my bed with my love."

His face got closer to mine, and we started to kiss. Our kiss became a hot makeout session, we fell onto his bed with a slight giggle, but before anything could happen, I broke the kiss, "Roger-"

"You're not ready yet, I know, and I'll wait until you're ready," He smiled, "Why don't we go to bed? You had a long day."

I nodded as we both got into the sheets. I tried to hide my scar because my insecurities about it started to rush back. I pretended to fall fast asleep, but Roger figured out I was faking it. I felt soft hands sliding up my back, bringing the shirt up, and gentle kisses on every inch of my scar.

"You shouldn't be ashamed of the scar," Roger whispered while fixing my shirt, "I can also tell you're not sleeping."

"What gave it away?" I whispered back, turning around, putting my arms around his torso as Roger put his arms around my waist.

"About knowing you were not sleeping or feeling ashamed by your scar."

"Both."

"Well, you always hid the scar, and I could tell you weren't sleeping because you felt tense."

"Oh..."

"Why are you ashamed of your scar?"

"It reminds me of a time when it was the weakest point of my life."

Roger pulled me closer, and I was in the crook of his neck. He kissed me on the head, "Goodnight, my love."

"Goodnight, my love," I kissed him on the cheek not too long after drifting away in my sleep.

April 11th, 1969- Third-person POV

Both of the twins haven't taken the split from the lads well. Star has constantly been partying. The Family was Star's anchor to not going too deep into drugs and drinking. With the breakup, she simply fell off the deep end. On the other hand, Scarlett was acting; things weren't as bad as they seemed. Scarlett had dropped into her depression and felt suffocated. The only way she felt like she could get some form of relief was to cut. She also has been busying herself with work, her boyfriend, and her friends. The lads weren't doing so well either, John would carry around the twins' rings, and he looked at the rings every time he missed them. At the studio, they will constantly mope on how much they missed the twins and say how they fucked up. George Martin started to get tired of just one week of moping, and vaguely, so was Elaina from seeing the twins breaking. Martin called up the twins' flat, hoping he could fix the damage that had happened, but if the twins answered, they would hang up. The last time Martin called, Elaina answered the phone, and Martin told her to come down to the studio to talk some sense into the lads.

Elaina's POV

I went to the studio to hopefully fix this mess. This has been the most tortured week ever. Scarlett and Star are destroyed, Star has been drinking and doing drugs more, and Scarlett will refuse the fact that she misses them. I walked into the studio, and everyone looked at me, fuck.

"You guys broke my best friends!" I snapped out of my shy fangirl stage, "What the fuck did you say to them."

"What we said to them? How about what they said to us," John said.

"You guys look fine, Star won't stop drinking and doing drugs, and I am honestly scared for her health without adding the number of people she's been sleeping with and chances of STDs." I started, "And Scarlett is pretending she doesn't care, but you can see she is breaking. She refuses to admit she needs help, Scarlett looks so broken and depressed, but she will tell you she's fine."

They all looked down to the ground, but I still had more to say, "You guys broke the two strongest people I know by just one fight. How did you manage to do that?"

"John said were not a family," Paul stated.

"For the last time, I said I didn't mean it," John yelled.

"Well, because of that, you messed up the only good bond we ever had," Ringo added. They all started to fight besides George. He looks like he's lost in his thoughts. He also looks more broken than the rest of them. I knew he had a thing for Star. Maybe he is feeling guilty? I didn't stay too long. I left as their fighting got a bit worse. Scarlett was right; they fought too much.

Scarlett's POV

I was at work, and Kelly and I started to talk about the articles and photos that just came in from the fashion show. We are waiting for Kelly's Manager, Ella Pierce. Kelly and I are picking up an article with pictures of me, Roger, Freddie, Star, George, and Ringo. The report had for its headline 'Beatle Twin Making It To The Big Shots' the article was saying how I was the assistance for Kelly Price and all that. I started to read it, and it showed more pictures of us.

"You miss them, don't you?" Kelly asked.

"What, no." I snapped out of it.

"Don't lie, Walker. You miss them."

"Do. Not."

Kelly shook her head with a smile, and we started to look at more articles and pictures. We heard the door knock, and Kelly and I quickly cleaned off her desk.

"Come in," Kelly yelled as Roger walked in. He looked at me and smirked.

"Hello, Ms. Price, can I take your assistant for a moment?" Roger asked. Kelly nodded, then got up and closed the door behind her.

"Hi," Roger walked up and hugged me.

"Hi," I said in his ear, "What's up?"

"Well, I want to see my girl and tell her something."

"What is it?"

"Me, you, dinner, and a Movie," Roger smirked.

"Sounds amazing. What movie?" I asked.

"Breakfast at Tiffany's. I know it's your favorite movie, and it's playing at a local drive-by," Roger kissed me then whispered in my ear, "I'll pick you up after work?"

"I can't wait," I wrapped my arms around his neck. He gave me a sweet kiss and then left as Kelly walked in. She gave a glance at Roger, then looked at me.

"You're making him wait? If I were you, I would've jumped his bone after the first date," Kelly looked at me, pointing in Roger's direction with her thumb, "You scared or something?"

"Just not ready," I shrugged.

"Sure," Kelly gave me a face.

"So, how long have you known Ella?" I coughed.

"Since I've been doing Kelly's Closet. Cordelia let me live in her basement when Danny was born. When I was selling my handmade clothes at the flea market, Ella came up to me with an offer I couldn't refuse. Her dad is a manager and had an empty building. She knew the owners of stores. I got the building, and the stores liked my clothes," Kelly said, "She grew up in a rich life. She made connections."

"Is she nice?" I asked as Kelly nodded. It wasn't long before we heard a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Kelly yelled. A girl with light hair and dark eyes walked in. Kelly got up from her seat, ran up, and hugged the girl.

"Ella!" Kelly squealed.

"Kelly!" Ella laughed. The two girls broke the hug. They giggled while walking toward me.

"Ella, this is Scarlett Walker, my assistant," Kelly introduced me to Ella, "Scarlett, this is my manager Ella Pierce."

"Aren't you famous?" Ella stuck out her hand.

"Eh, I don't think I am," I shook her hand.

"No, you're like really famous anyways, Ella Pierce," she laughed.

"Hi Ms. Pierce, Scarlett Walker," I laughed.

"Please call me Ella," Ella smirked as I nodded.

"I'll let you two have it. Good luck," Kelly walked out. She didn't tell me she was going to leave.

"You're that Beatles twin," Ella looked at me as I nodded.

"Yeah," I sighed.

"Why are you an assistant?"

"I want to move away from that title."

"I get that. So what is it like to grow up with the Beatles?"

"Interesting."

"You don't have your ring,"

"Excuse me?"

"I follow every A list celebrity, and you, my dear, are A list celebrity. Everyone knows you and your sister have those rings that match your brothers. You don't have yours on."

"I don't talk to the Beatles anymore. My sister and I gave them back the rings because it seemed right for the lads to have them."

"Damn, sorry to hear that."

Later...

Ella left. She's a lovely person, we did talk about what we will be accomplishing as work buddies, and she seemed pretty chill. Kelly and I were wrapping up the day as I waited for Roger to pick me up. Kelly got back into the conversation about Roger, and she's shocked that I'm still a virgin and didn't let him take my virginity yet.

"Honey, be careful. Girls will be crawling all over him once he gets famous," Kelly joked. I laughed and shook my head, then Kelly looked at me, "Does he have any single hot friends?"

"If you mean Tim, Brian, and Freddie, then no," I laughed, "He also is the only boy, so no hot siblings."

We cracked a few more jokes, and Kelly started telling me how she was thinking of returning to the dating game.

"I mean, I am a 25-year-old single mother. I want more kids, and I'm not getting any younger," Kelly started to bite her nails, "Do you have any suggestions on what to do?"

I looked at Kelly with a devilish smirk. Kelly's eyes got a little wide and concerned.

"What?" She asked.

"Well, I'm going to a Smile gig tomorrow. Come to my flat at seven if you want to," I smirked with a toothy grin.

"I guess I can call my babysitter," she said, "Your flat at seven?"

"Yep," I nodded. We walked, still laughing and joking. Roger pulled up just in time.

"Awww, he's on time. He's a keeper," Kelly walked to her car as I laughed and shook my head getting into Roger's car.

"Hi," I smiled.

"Hi," Roger smiled, "I went to the Premier first and got you your favorite chocolate fudge milkshake and burger and fries."

"Thank you," I blushed. We drove to the local drive-in and got comfortable in Roger's car. We cuddled up while eating our dinner.

"You know you can take off your jacket," Roger looked at me.

"I know... I just want to keep it on, if that's alright," I coughed. I don't want to show him my arms because that will bring a conversation that might push him away. When I bring up mental health to my boyfriends, they break up with me, acting like it's some burden, and as sad as it is to admit, I now think my mental health is a burden.

"Okay, whatever makes you comfortable," Roger kissed my temple.

April 12th, 1969

I opened the door to see Kelly. She tied her shirt to make it into a crop top and a plain pair of pants and heels.

"You look amazing," I said, "Come in. I have to get changed."

Kelly walked in, and I ran to my room and got changed. I put on a shirt, overall shorts, and then a pair of boots. I walked out to see Star in a dress that stops just below the thigh and Elaina in a mini skirt with a tank top that stops at the stomach. We all headed to the pub. Star and Elaina dragged Kelly to the bar and taught her how to pick up guys. I snuck backstage to see the boys. Tim and Brian are tuning their instruments as Roger is stretching. 

"Getting ready?" I leaned on the door frame.

"Not quite. I'm waiting for my kiss," Roger pouted as I smirked before walking up to kiss Roger.

"Remember when they hated each other?" Brian looked at Tim.

"Which time?" Tim asked.

"Funny," I rolled my eyes, looking at them, "Good luck, dumb and dumber."

"I think your boyfriend won the dumber," Brian pointed as I rolled my eyes. I gave Brian and Tim a hug and a kiss on the cheek as they did the same to me.

After the gig...

 I walked down to see Roger and quickly ran up to him as he picked me up, spun me around, and gently kissed me. I put my arms around his neck, and he put his arms around my waist, we pulled away from our kiss, and our noses were touching.

"God, you were amazing," I sighed in awe.

"Well, I don't know... You and Kelly had quite the moves," Roger gave me a toothy grin.

"What can I say? I love to dance," I blushed a bit. I could tell Roger blushed a bit, and we started to kiss again. Then got interrupted by a cough. I turned around to see Elaina, Kelly, Sienna, and Star.

"Aww, how cute!" Star teased. I rolled my eyes before the boys packed the van. We all decided to hit the bar and grab a table. Freddie ran into the bar, sat next to Star then realized Kelly was seated next to me.

"Oh my god, you're Kelly Price! You're like a fashion goddess!" Freddie started, "I am a huge fan."

"It's nice to meet you, Freddie, finally. I've been told a lot about you," Kelly smiled.

"You talk to her about me?" Freddie faced me. I nodded.

"I tell her about all of you guys," I answered. After a few drinks, everyone went home. Though I'm not legally allowed to drive, Roger is too wasted to drive, so I took Roger's keys. Once I got to Roger's flat, I tried to bring him into his room, but Roger was naturally flirting and clingy.

"You're cute. You know that?" Roger's speech was slurred, "Are you single?"

"No, I already have a boyfriend," I giggled.

"Well, he is a fortunate bastard," Roger got jealous and angry.

"Rog?" I smirked.

"What's up, pretty birdie?"

"You're the fortunate bastard."

"Oh, I am!" Roger's face perked like a puppy; I giggled, bringing him to bed.

"Why don't we get you changes, okay?" I grabbed a pair of Roger's PJs since his clothes are soaked in sweat and reak from all the alcohol he consumed. But Roger didn't cooperate too well. After a few minutes of trying to get my drunk boyfriend to get changed, I won. Soon as Roger plopped on his bed, he whined for me.

"How about I get changed, and we can cuddle?" I softly talked, and he agreed. I quickly got changed in the bathroom before returning to Roger's room. I slipped into the covers and put my arms around Roger, and he put him around me to pull me closer. I started to play with Roger's hair until I dozed off into sleep.

#LIYF #Star Walker #Scarlett Walker #George Harrison #Roger Taylor #Pattie Boyd #Brian May #Freddie Mercury #Farrokh Bulsara #Tim Staffell #John Lennon #Yoko Ono #Cynthia Lennon #Paul McCartney #Linda McCartney #Ringo Starr #Maureen Starkey #Beatles #beatles fanfic #beatles fanfiction #beatles fic #beatles fandom #queen #queen fanfic #queen fanfiction #queen fandom #classic rock #classic rock fanfiction #my works #my book

[holistic-alcoholic]

Thinking again about how tfatws did both Sam and Bucky dirty. Make these two side characters their own show to — what? Make them the sidekicks in their own show? Show the start and the end of their character arcs and no middle? But hey, they're fixing the boat in this one! Argh.

So, I present to you tfatws as how I would've liked to see it. Or, well, the vague idea of the plot.

The start is basically the same, Sam giving up the shield and dealing with what it means, John Walker being a newly introduced asshole, Bucky living his depressed life with his horrible therapist. But: Karli and her people are perfectly legal, and they're this group of activists who do lots of minor good stuff, social work, organizing help for the people who lost their homes/jobs after the snaps, and mainly focusing on the marginalized groups. But also, they're pretty vocal about the governmental fuckups, and with time they grew more radical (understandably so). Sam knows Karli: he does his own activist work a lot, being the recognizable face, trying to help everyone and everywhere, and we see him a bit overworked, but he's got his drive and his belief in a better world, and this, people helping each other on the smaller scale, the community is the grounding stone that helps him stand while he has his issues with The System. Meanwhile, John Walker becomes a symbol of governmental fear of the marginalized, so he is the face of a public campaign against Karli, calling her and her people terrorists. Bucky and Sam still have their argument about Sam not taking the shield, but Sam basically tells him to educate himself, and he does! He tries to understand, researches and then follows Sam around, and they have a lot of banter. Bucky slowly (and on-fucking-screen) sees Sam's reasons and sees a lot of stuff he didn't notice due to white privilege. They have a talk about it, and he tells Sam about Isaiah Bradley during this narrative. Or it goes another way (I'm probably not the best person to flesh it out), but my point is — it is an explicit storyline between them two, it's not hidden behind the character arcs of the other people. Also, Bucky, while following Sam, meets some of Karli's people/other activists, and somebody tells him about mental illness stigma and victim-blaming, which makes him reassess his own shitty therapy and the way he's being villainized, how the perceived "help" actually hurts him (the whole amends business is literally saying him you're guilty). And he doesn't need to "redeem" himself by becoming a hero, because he's got nothing to redeem for! Meanwhile, Sam & Karli & Walker's storyline is developing into a thriller. Walker tries to shut Karli down, she's running from the police, and there are fake accusations against her, while Sam tries to fix it. She & Sam talk a lot about when the violence is justified, she calls Sam an idealist and a hypocrite (how many bad guys did he hurt?). Then Lemar dies, and it's not clear whether that was an accident, self-defense, or actual murder, but Walker goes insane. Karli has a breakdown because, for this version of her, it's the first real collateral death. And it changes a lot of her and Sam's dynamics, because suddenly she's a scared girl in over her head, while he's seen a lot of shit before, and he's the only one who could fix this. And the finale is Walker going off the rails and trying to kill Karli on the big event she was planning all the time, and it's so very thriller-y, but Sam saves the day, makes a speech, finds his own clarity, and reclaims the symbolic meaning of the shield. Bucky looks at him with heart eyes but walks away to live peaceful life somewhere not in the middle of things, telling Sam to visit him while he's not "saving the world".

#tfatws #sam wilson #bucky barnes #a little bit of #sambucky #my ramblings #tldr: less action more Sam and Bucky and acab #is june of 2022 the best time to talk about it? #not really #is it fleshed out and logical and making sense? #not in the slightest #did I still make this post? #why yes i did