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scar-lie · 5 months
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Their First Love [Natasha]
Summary : What happens when someone come back to get what's them.
Pairing : Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader, Natasha Romsnoff x Bucky Barnes
Warning : None, I guess
Word Count : 2,642
A/N : Hi everyone so sorry that I didn't post the chap 9 of Omega and the crossover oneshot, my school ends right before Christmas eve, then my Mom got admited to the hospital and well next is new year so it's kinda busy, sorry again but this oneshot is in my draft for over a month or week now so this is my sorry token for you all
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE 🥳🎉
{THEIR FIRST LOVE PT. 2}
No one has permission to repost my work anywhere, if you see it please let me know.
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You sigh, getting off the elevator in the compound to visit Natasha. You two have been friends for over two years now. You two met in the coffee shop nearby your company building. She sat at your table with your permission because, at that time, the shop didn’t have any vacant seats left. Since then, you two have hit it off and become friends. After a year, you started to date, and you courted her until today.
But once you get off the elevator and pass the two doors that lead into a common room of the Avengers quarters, you frown at seeing everyone gather around and see Natasha clinging to a guy.
“What’s happening? "You question walking forward; everybody looks at you.
“Oh, Bucky, the winter soldier, Steve’s pal back in the days, and the Bucky I’ve been talking about—uhm, he's back and sided with us,” Natasha explains, giving you a hug and a kiss on your cheek.
“Hi, Y/N, nice to meet you.” You offer him a hand, but he just looks at it without emotion, so you take your hand back.
"Ok,” you mumble, and sit down on the couch and just look at them, especially Nat and Steve, who have pampered this new guy with questions and appreciation that he’s here now.
You just let them have fun and enjoy their time. You understand why, especially Steve and Nat. I mean, that’s Steve's pal or brother, and that’s Natasha’s first love, the love she found in the red room and KGB, where torture and killing grow, where she trains to be a black widow. But you’re not going to hide the fact that you’re jealous and scared that what you and Nat have will end soon.
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You let it slide the first few weeks, where Natasha was constantly clinging to Bucky and having quality time, and set you aside, but when the 5th week struck, you confronted her, where she just got home from a 2-day mission with Bucky, Tony, and Sam.
She’s tired and exhausted. Their mission goes south, which comprises a lot of people's lives, and all she wanted to do was go home, get the dirt and blood off of her body, and hope the frustration and self-blame will go down the drain too with the rest of the dirt, and sleep the night off.
But that’s not what’s waiting for her; instead, you’re in her bed, sitting and looking at the wall in front of you. When Natasha enters her room, she sighs and comes to kiss your forehead, then goes off to go to the bathroom.
“Be honest with me, Natasha... Are we still dating, or will you and Bucky go back together? "You asked before she could close the door, not looking at her form, which was frozen in her spot.
Natasha frowns, slowly turning back at you with a confused look. She doesn’t know how to answer it, and she herself doesn’t know either. All she knows is that Bucky is here; she wants to spend time with him, but at the same time, she’s building a relationship with another person, which is you. She just sighs, trying to look into your eyes, but you keep your eyes straight.
“I-uhmm….I don’t know…I-” You didn’t let her finish her sentence; you already heard enough, so you stood up, took your bag on the sofa, and headed out to her front door. Natasha quickly followed you.
“Call me if you already have an answer,” you mumbled enough for her to hear, but Natasha never let you get out that easily.
"Hey, hey, hey! No, you’re not going to walk out on me; we’re going to talk this out like a mature adult.” She pulls you inside and closes the door of her room.
“Ok, I admit that I spend more time with Bucky and that I’m putting you aside, but that doesn’t mean that I will end things between us.” She started searching for your eyes to look back at her too.
“And there’s a "but" coming, right? "You look at her; you already know how this is going. Well, you should have known better.
“But I don’t know, I... I still yearn for him... I don’t know, ok, please understand,” she whispered, and you just nodded. You can’t do anything about it, though. I mean, you two don’t put a label on who you both are, so she’s still free to choose him over you.
"Ok.” That’s all you said, and you walked past her.
“That’s all you’re going to say? "You sigh again and turn around, giving her a small, tight smile.
"Yeah, what do you want me to say? Do you want me to be angry or what? I mean, we’re not together, Nat; we’re just dating. I’m your suitor, Nat, so I don’t have the right to be angry or tell you to distance yourself from your first love, so yeah, that’s all I have to say.” With that, you leave her room and go back to your house as soon as possible to sleep it off and get ready for your endless meeting tomorrow, but God has other plans because you met Bucky on the way.
“Hi…..Y/N right? "Bucky, stop you before you can leave the two doors in the lounge where he sat, with snacks in his hand and a coffee table, so you stop and turn around to look at him tiredly.
“Yeah, that’s me. Why? "You sigh when he stands up and stands in front of you, trying to intimidate you, but honestly, if you’re not tired and don’t give a fuck, you’re probably intimidating him too.
“I don’t appreciate you getting close to Natasha, so could you please distance yourself? "I scuff at him, standing straight, grasping my handbag in front of me with my two hands.
“Maybe I should be the one telling you that, because before you come along, we’re dating,” you calmly said, giving him a tight smile.
“Well, are you two together? "He challenges you, and you clench your jaw, looking up at him.
"No.” You didn’t back down, and he smirked, satisfied at your answer.
“I suggest you start moving on, because I’m courting her.” He gives you a sly look and pats your shoulder, then leaves.
You clench your jaw and give him a dirty finger, leaving the building with irritation and annoyance, and go straight home to wash away all the stress and tiredness in your body since this morning, when your day started to go south.
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You didn’t bother to go to the compound for a week now because of a hectic workload, meetings here and there, and some dumbass who can’t do their jobs properly. Even though you missed Natasha and wanted her hugs and cuddles, you couldn’t visit her, so you just kept gifting Natasha food or flowers and texting her, but most of the time she ignored you, and you just rolled your eyes at that, thinking they were probably having their time together, so today you’re going to visit her.
But once you get to the compounds quarter, your mood quickly drops seeing Natasha leaning toward Bucky while watching some movies, but you put your jealousy and irritation aside and great her.
"Hey, Nat,” you say. She looks at you and quickly stands up and greets you with a hug and a kiss in the check that makes Bucky look at you dirty.
“Hi, how are you? You haven’t been here for a week now.” You give her a smile and show her the Chinese takeout you brought.
“Just busy in the office, that's all. Are you hungry? "You asked, taking her hand to drag her into the kitchen to eat.
"Sorry, but she’s full; we just got home to eat lunch.” He smirked at you, and you gave him a glare while he stood up and took Natasha off of you.
“So if you wouldn’t mind, we’re watching a movie," he says, then guides her back to the couch while Natasha just looks back at you, looking for your reassurance, but you keep neutral, which makes Natasha worried.
"Uhm, wait, Buck, actually, I’m-” Before she can get out of Bucky's grasp, you walk straight back to the kitchen, putting down the paper bag, and go back to leave the building.
“In case you..." you point to them with a tight smile.
“Get hungry or just give it to someone who wants it; I’ll be heading out now.” Then you leave with a sigh; you’re losing hope; well, he’s her first love; you can’t fight with that; that’s her greatest love; and now the only option you have is to accept it, because sooner or later, you’re expecting Natasha to talk to you and end things between you two.
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And you’re not wrong, because the next time you visited, you saw them together in the gym, sparing, well, more intimately; they kissed passionately, savoring their time together, and that broke your heart completely into pieces.
And you don’t have the heart to ruin it for her, so you just give yourself a smile, nod, and turn back, going to her room to get some of your stuff you left there, and well, wait for her there to have a talk. You know she’s not going to say it to you right away, so you’ll confront her.
Once Natasha entered the room with a big smile on her face and a tint of red in her check, saying goodbye to Bucky, you didn’t look up at her; you just looked at her waist until you heard her gasp, shocked to see you sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Y/N," she mumbles, not moving a single inch in her spot until she clears her throat, having the courage to tell you something.
“Glad to see you here, cause I need to talk to you too,” she carefully said, reading your dementor, but she failed, so she just gulped the lump on her throat and just blurted out.
“I need to end things between us because I know it’s not fair to you if I keep this hidden, but... I'm getting back with Bucky.” Her heart beat faster. Looking at you, you scuffed and nodded. At least she had the courage to tell you.
Natasha quickly became tense and gasped when she saw a few bags already packed. You looked up at her with a neutral dementor, the one you always wore before you met Natasha, and this made Natasha feel uneasy.
"Well, I guess it is my cue to leave now, since you already dropped the elephant in the room.” You stand up, taking your bag, and walk past her.
“I’m sorry,” she shouts, running to you. She feels guilty and hurt, even wanting you to look back at the eyes that she’s been searching for.
“Don’t be; you don’t owe me an apology or explanation…..and so do I, when I'll make no exception to anyone, including you, and when you don't have the same privilege you had before.” This makes Natasha’s eyes go wide; she knows how you are around in your company; you’re cold, strict, and scary.
“Excuse me, Miss. Romanoff, I still have a company that needs someone to run with.” With that, you leave the building and sulk yourself to work, declining every call and knocking on the door, letting your assistant be the only one who can come and go in your office, and rescheduling all your meetings for a week.
If you will move on, Natasha is no exception. You need to distance yourself from her and treat her like everyone else around you, even though she’s still your friend.
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This doesn’t settle Natasha very well; sure, she’s happy that she’s with her first love that the KGB ripped out of her, but the unsettling feeling deep in her bothers her.
Sure, she’s happy going on dates, cuddling, spending time together, and having sex with Bucky, but it still feels wrong to her. It feels wrong deep inside her, and she tries to set it aside, but the feeling keeps building and building up, like she’s going to explode one day.
"Hey, are you ok? "Bucky asked her with concern. He just got out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, while Natahsa just lay down in the bed, lost in her thoughts, and only the covers were covering her naked body while the morning sun started to rise.
"Yeah, yeah, I’m ok, just thinking.” Natasha looked at Bucky with a smile, so Bucky quickly lay beside her and buried his face in her neck.
“You’re thinking about her, do you? "Bucky whispers, looking up at her while she scuffs and shakes her head.
“What are you talking about, and who’s “her” you’re referring to? "Natasha, just look at him for a few seconds and go look somewhere else.
“You know what I’m talking about; I can feel it, Nat. You want her; you’re looking for her even though you keep saying to yourself that you’re okay." Natasha didn’t answer right away, thinking carefully.
"No, you're wrong,” Natasha just said and stood up, taking the cover with her.
“I already have what I want,” she said, trying to convince Bucky, but the truth is, she’s trying to convince herself more than Bucky.
Bucky didn’t argue with her; he knows Natasha is a stubborn one. Sure, he doesn’t know her very well now; things change, and he doesn’t want to push it.
But Natasha thought of it all day, and Bucky observed her the whole time, accepting that sooner or later Natasha would need to talk to him.
That day, Natasha went out to walk, think, and clear her head, letting her feet take her wherever they took her. That said, now she’s standing in the cafe shop where she first saw you, your memories of her flash in her mind, missing how you smiled and how soft you were to her, how you looked intimidating the first time you two met.
Then Natasha went to your favorite flower shop, where she most likely saw you before you courted her, buying different flowers every 3 times a week or maybe 4, then she visited the fast food chain you always whined to go to because you loved their onion rings and twisted fries there, then she went to your favorite burger food chain until she went around the town buying things that you always whined about.
Until she’s standing in front of your company building, frozen in her spot while looking up to the high tower where you are probably in and on one of the floors at the top, this makes her heartache, and she misses going here ever so often to visit you and spend time with you.
She sighs and decides to go in. Reasons? to give you the stuff she bought from different stores around the town, and she hopes that you will let her in or meet her.
But once she got inside, the receptionist wouldn't let her in with the reason—Ms. Y/L/N is busy and doesn’t want any visitors—she closed her eyes, cursing to herself, knowing she couldn't just walk past security or make her way around to get to you. She knows you already hate her, and doing the dirty job to get to you will fuel you more.
Natasha started to walk back, but not until someone screamed your name. That’s when she turned around and saw you, looking beautifully in your sexy business suit that shows all your assets with three bodyguards, and let the woman in your right arm. This broke Natasha, especially seeing who the woman is—it's the woman you talked about to her, your first love.
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The Odds
Your day had been filled with meetings between attorneys and paperwork that you had been procrastinating on, so definitely hectic to say the least. It was getting slowly getting colder as the clouds rolled in and you only needed to finish your rough draft on the settlement you were planning on proposing to the opposing attorney before you could spend some much needed time with your boyfriend.
Jethro’s day wasn’t any less busier with his investigative work and uncooperative witness’ but you both had agreed to at least meet for a little while at your local cafe by lunch. You took the initiative of ordering two coffees as you waited, knowing Jethro wouldn’t have a problem with it.
You hadn’t been sipping on your coffee for more than a minute before your eyes caught someone starring. He was sitting at a nearby booth, well dressed in a suit, perfectly combed hair and shot you what he probably thought was a flirty smile. You just smiled at his attempt and rolled your eyes before picking up a menu and looking through it. It was not like Jethro to be late to your dates, or anything for that matter which means he was either in danger or had his head so deep in a project, he forgot to use his phone.
As you pulled your phone out to give him a ring, the suited gentleman from before took a seat across from you.
“Sorry. I just couldn’t watch from afar any longer. Waiting for someone?” he gestured to Jethro’s coffee. Normally you would’ve shoo’ed off someone trying to flirt with you but Jethro hadn’t shown up yet and it would be a fun scene to watch once him scared the shit out of his subordinate. Yes, you knew the famous Special Agent Tony Dinozzo. Only because you remember seeing a group photo in Jethros house and he explained that they were his team. He told you about DiNozzo’s flirtatious behavior but what were the odds?
“Yes. He hasn’t shown yet.”
“Well he just doesn’t know what he’s missing,” he answered with a sly smile, reminiscent of a fox trying to convince the little rabbit that he wouldn’t eat them.
“So you a pancake and coffee type of gal or eggs over easy with a side of fruit?” he inquired, taking a seat.
You didn’t get a chance to continue the small talk before your phone rang, lighting up the screen and your favorite picture of Jethro popping up. You had secretly taken the photo while he was concentrated on working on the boat. You knew DiNozzo saw your screen as well and visibly stiffened as you answered.
“Hey hun. Almost thought you were gonna stand me up,” you joked.
“Why am I looking at Agent DiNozzo in my seat?” he asked, slight irritation in his voice. You looked over towards the front of the diner and spotted him standing there, frown evident on his face. You smiled and gave him a wave before hanging up.
DiNozzo looked over his shoulder as Jethro made his way over, immediately getting up and smoothing his suit over and laughing nervously.
“You know Agent Gibbs,” he stated more than asked and you just nodded, small smile on your lips.
“I do Agent DiNozzo.”
His eyes got wide as he put together the fact that you already knew who he was and went to say something but Jethro interrupted him.
“What are you doing here DiNozzo?”
“Uh, nothing boss. Just saw her sitting here by herself for a while, thought I’d just make some small talk-
“Don’t you have somewhere to be?” Jethro advised, giving his agent an out.
“Yes, definitely. I think McGee is actually calling me.”
You couldn’t help but chuckle silently at the situation before you as DiNozzo practically ran off and Jethro leaned down to give you a greeting kiss on the cheek before taking his rightful place across from you.
“He’s right ya know. I was sitting here for quite a while.”
He gave you a look and took a sip of his probably now luke warm coffee.
“There was traffic. And I wasn’t expecting you to find someone else to have breakfast with.”
The way he almost pouted had you falling in love with him all over again. The way he looked at you with his head cocked a little to the side, playful almost, gave you butterflies every time.
“I missed you,” you told him, reaching for his hand and he intertwined his fingers with yours as the waitress came over with a hot pot.
“The usual pancakes for the lady and another coffee for you?” she presumed, looking to Jethro. He confirmed it with a nod and she topped off both of your coffees before leaving.
“You know I was bound to run into one of your agents since we meet here all the time,” you told him.
“If you have time after, I can take you to meet the rest of the team if you’d like?”
You beamed at his invitation and squeezed his hand in excitement.
“I’d be honored.”
He smiled and you two enjoyed your brunch together.
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cap-ironman · 18 days
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underoostarks · 11 months
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Still Blue
Summary: It's been a year.
Warning: fluff, angst
Word Count: ##
Note: I've got two unfinished requests sitting in my drafts for so long but still don't have the motivation to finish it. Sorry :(
Inspired by the Rookie S4 E01. I don't watch it but I saw a scene in Tiktok and thought it'll be cute.
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You entered your office, slumping on the couch, stomach flat, Tony had forced you to buy before when you're just starting to work at the Stark Industries. You sighed out of relief, taking a mental note to thank your wonderful husband again, the couch is a blessing as your bum is already tired seating all day on those meetings you attended.
Not minutes after relaxing in your position, you heard a knock which made you stand up and say come in to the person in the other side of the room.
"Mommy!!" Your daughter, Morgan, exclaimed as Happy opened the door while his other hand is holding Morgan.
Morgan quickly takes her hand from Happy as she excitedly run to you, full of energy. You bend down to hug her and kiss her cheeks multiple times which made her giggle. That sound alone vanishes your tiredness from the exhausting day you had.
"Hurry, mommy! I had something to show you and Daddy!" She yell excitedly once she broke the hug.
"Happy, have the car ready, I'll just get my things and we're good to go," You instructs, guiding Morgan to Happy once again. "Because someone here is a little excited to see his daddy." You continue, bopping you daughter's nose.
"Copy, we'll now head downstairs." Happy replies and you mutter a thank you before walking to your desk, tidying the papers and getting your bag, make sure you didn't forget anything.
After you arrived home, Tony's at the door greeting his girls, you and Morgan, as well as Happy. But before you could reply, Morgan already got his daddy wrapped around her finger, settling the both of them to the living room to play and chitchat while you went straight to the kitchen to prepare your dinner. Happy went upstairs, carrying Morgan's trolley bag to put it in your daughter's room.
Before you could start, Tony must have noticed as he shouted from the sala.
"I've got the dinner going already, honey." He states. "I asked FRIDAY, with Dum-E and U, for assistance to cook the chicken, we also got the side dishes covered so just relax."
You couldn't help but tear up at your thoughtful husband. Maybe because you had an exhausting day but seeing him like this, happy playing and listening to Morgan's stories and got the dinner ready to help you relax, you couldn't ask for a better husband because you already got the best.
As Happy went downstairs, you have offered him to have dinner in your home but he politely declined, stating that he and Pepper had already plans for their dinner, which you just smile and guide him to the door.
"Thank you, Happy. Have a nice ride."
After dinner, you put all the dishes in the sink, leaving FRIDAY to work on it. You sat in the couch beside your husband as Morgan tells her day in the school to the both of you. You and Tony couldn't help but chuckle as Morgan even acted some of the scenes as she's in front of the coffee table, exaggerated words and the tone of her voice is too cute to not react.
After some time, as you sense that Morgan is getting tired from her scheme, you had her take a bath and to call it a night. You left your husband in the living room as you went upstairs with Morgan to help her.
Once Morgan took a bath and you settle her in her own bedroom, you went to kiss her forehead and wished her a goodnight and sweet dreams.
"Mommy, I have a question." She starts, you hum as a response for her to continue with a smile on your face, wondering what's going on inside her tiny very curious head just like her dad.
"Why is daddy still blue?" That made your smile go away for a second before you force yourself to put one again.
"It's already past your bedtime," You changed the topic. "and don't think that you'll get away for sneaking a juice pops with your daddy earlier." You kiss her cheek and forehead one more time before leaving her to her room.
You let out a sigh as you close the door behind your back. It's not the first time Morgan had asked you about that but it's been getting often these past few weeks and you don't think that changing the topic would help you next time.
You close your eyes and take a deep breath. You flinch as Tony made an appearance to the hall.
"My lovely wife." He greets, but as soon as he sees your reaction, worry starts to conquer his face.
It's been minutes since you and Tony settled in the living room, you remain silent while Tony tries to talk to you, asking what's wrong. Yet, you give him no answer.
It's hard. It really is. What Morgan had asked earlier gave you a cold hard reality check. Suddenly, it's like you're back to square one. You're back to day one, feelings are overwhelming your system. You play pretend so much to the point you'd forgotten how your daughter needs to know the truth— which she might have already known about it she's just waiting for you to actually say it, something that you're not so sure if you have the courage and energy to say it to her because even yourself, doesn't want to believe the sad reality you're living in.
"Honey, please talk to me. You know how I worry about you going completely silent around me." Tony's voice snapped you from your train of thoughts. You couldn't get yourself to his holographic figure right now so you looked away.
"Darling, look at me, tell me what's wrong."
"Morgan asked me why you're still blue." And that made Tony halt.
You both went into complete silence. Unspoken thoughts echoed through the room. Both of you can't say anything because both of you can't do anything about it.
"Is there anything that I could do to you?" He broke the silence, voice filled with hope that maybe he could make it up— the hardest yet also the easiest decision he did before.
You shake your head—no. Because there's nothing that he could do right now to ease you.
"At least tell me, do you.. need anything?" His voice is almost cracking up, and you didn't even knew how could a holographic figure of his could do that. Could make you feel so much emotion, could make you feel like he is really there. With you.
"The 365 days back."
"You know I can't do that honey." He replies, so gloomy and filled with remorse. You could ask for anything in the world and he can make it happen.
Gosh, if he had given the chance to move the heavens and the mountains for you and Morgan, he would literally do that. And it's breaking his heart that the only thing you ever ask for is the one thing that can't do.
"I know." You reply as a tear went down your cheek, giving him a nod to completely show how much you understood him. Because you really do, you knew your husband well enough to know that he didn't want to do it either. It's just that his need to protect and give his family a better place to live is much stronger than anything in this world that he would gladly do it even if it meant it'll cost him his life. Which what happened a year ago.
And you didn't know if you're starting to slip away from reality again and slowly imagining things but you swore you could almost feel his arms around you, giving you the comfort you needed the most and whispering 'I love you'.
"I know."
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buckyalpine · 2 years
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Bangles and Bordeaux
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Bucky x south Asian reader 
A/N: Image is mine. Contemplated on leaving this piece in the drafts because its self indulgent but I hope you enjoy it. Not too many details about the reader but reader wears a sari/saree. You can skip past this if its not your thing but I hope you enjoy immersing yourself in something a little different! Please reblog, comment and like! <3 
Warnings: Fluff! Word count: 4.4k
You tossed the file on the table groaning at your latest mission assignment. The issue wasn’t the mission itself; all you had to do was gather some details on a possible international weapons supplier, observe their deal with the buyer and report back. The location wasn’t far either, though Tony insisted on splurging on a luxury hotel for you and your partner to stay in, hoping it’d convince you to go. Partner. There was the problem.
You stomach churned as you fiddled with the pen in your hands wondering how you’d manage to get through an entire night with Bucky Barnes by your side. You had a hopeless crush on him, all your futile attempts to move on had crashed and burned. Your dating life had taken a dive; it felt impossible to give anyone a chance when your heart was elsewhere. It didn’t help that whenever you spoke to him, you became a shy, blushing mess. It’s not even like you were his type, you definitely didn’t look like the girls that snuck out of his room early in the morning.
“Honestly, do I have to go? Ugh, I don’t really own any gowns, how is this going to work” You looked at the dress code for the night, clearly stating you had to be in formal attire. You’d only recently started going on missions that required more than a tactical suit. Your closet desperately needed an upgrade with a few more outfit choices. You tried to give Tony your best pout but it went nowhere.
“There’s going to be people from everywhere, you won’t stand out if you’re not in a gown specifically y/n”
“But- Tony cut you off before you could finish, uninterested in any excuse you could think of.
“Look, just pack whatever formal wear you have and you’ll be fine, your cover as a couple is more important”
“Why can’t Nat or Wanda go” You huffed, you already didn’t know how to act when you passed Bucky in the kitchen, now you had to pretend to be married to him?!
“Nat is away in Bucharest, Wanda is in Sokovia and somehow I don’t think capsicle and bird brain would make a convincing couple, besides I need them here for something else” Tony rolled his eyes, at Sam’s fake offence, watching him gasp and grab his chest.
“I beg to differ; Steve and I would make a great couple” Sam grabbed Steve’s face in his hand, smushing it against his cheek, “See? Couple goals right here”
Steve shook his head, snorting “Yeah, I’m sure Nat and Wanda would be ecstatic for us to start dating behind their backs”
“Good God” Tony smacked Sam upside the head before continuing, “Moving on, that leaves you and tin man, y/n”
You let your forehead smack against the table, staying there until you heard the sound of heavy footsteps down the hall. You sat up wide eyed as Bucky entered the room, plopping down on the seat beside you to look over the assignment.
“All we have to do is watch them and report back? We both have to go?” Bucky quirked an eyebrow, confused over why this mission was even necessary and why it required two people to act like a couple. Specifically why he had to act like a couple with you; he already didn’t know how to act around you. Every time you smiled, Bucky felt his insides melt and he didn’t know what to do with himself. Sure, he was a ladies’ man years ago, but things were different now. He stayed away from dating altogether, dabbling in the occasional meaningless hook up hoping it’d distract him from his feelings for you. It did not.  
“It’s for one day Buck, you guys will be fine” Steve smiled reassuringly, smirking on the inside watching his friend fidget with the papers while sitting beside you.
“I guess…” Bucky looked over at your wide eyed face, giving you a tight lipped smile before looking back at the file. “Uh, married?”
“Yup, go in, gather some info, send it back. We can’t do much until we build a better profile on the supplier, I don’t need another Mandarin incident” Tony shook his head, recalling the witch hunt they went on with minimal information, guns a blazing, only to discover Trevor Slattery cowering in a makeup room.
“Go and get your stuff ready, you guys leave in an hour!” Tony sauntered out of the door with Steve and Sam, leaving you and Bucky behind.
“Uh, I guess I’ll go pack” Bucky scratched the back of his head, glancing over at you as you picked at your chipped nail polish. Your face flushed as you nodded, getting up too quickly and stumbling onto Bucky’s lap. He caught you, your face inches from him, holding you for a moment, before letting you go.
“Oh my God. I’m so sorry, I should have looked at where I was going” You scrambled out of his lap, attempting to collect yourself, grabbing the file and shoving it under your arm, wishing the ground would swallow you whole.
“It’s okay doll” Bucky’s cheeks turned red, the name slipping out on its own. “I mean y/n, it’s okay y/n”. Why did he bother to correct himself, idiot.
“I’m going to- I’m going to go get ready” You dashed out, running to your room, why the hell did you have the social skills of a goat.
Bucky groaned to himself, he didn’t have any issues charming women that he didn’t care about but it was different with you. When it came to you, his tongue stopped working and he was as smooth as sandpaper.  Pre serum Steve was better than this.
You shut the door, hitting your head on it a few times for good measure; there was no getting out of it now. You didn’t have any gowns; the only formal events you went to required traditional clothing and you didn’t have time to go shopping now. You rummaged through your closet, shifting through your cupboard of saris, trying to find one that would work for the evening. You had a number of cotton, chiffon, georgette, pure silk and satin ones to choose from, settling on a stunning deep maroon number with the matching blouse. You grabbed a box, placing your gold bangles, a chain and earrings for the evening, along with your makeup, pins and bobby pins for your hair. You didn’t have time to pleat the sari now, quickly folding it hoping the hotel would have an iron.
Bucky paced around his room, his suit already laid out, bag packed. He wasn’t sure which idiot thought this would be a good idea, but there was no getting out of it now. He sat by the compound doors waiting for you, his breath hitching when he saw you padding down the stairs. You wore plain black leggings and an oversized sweater and somehow you were still the prettiest thing he’d ever seen. You smiled shyly at him, suddenly wondering how you’d be getting to the hotel.
“How are we getti-
“Here Frozone, don’t crash it” Tony tossed his Audi R8 keys to Bucky, having pulled the car to the front. Bucky stared wide eyed at Tony, not realizing he’d be driving with you by his side. Before you could say anything, Bucky took your bags, placing them in the back and opening your side of the door. You blushed, mumbling a quiet thank you before getting in.
Steve, Tony and Sam smirked peeking from the window watching you both leave the compound.
“So, you think it’ll work?”  Steve quirked an eyebrow, wondering if his friend would catch on the actual mission you were both being sent on.
“They’ve been tiptoeing around each other for months, blushing and smiling all the damn time, I feel like I’m in a romcom with those two in the same room. Idiots” Sam shook his head, grinning as the car pulled away.
“For an ex assassin, you’d think he’d be more trained in reading body language to know she has a huge crush on him” Tony sighed to himself. “Scary stealthy Winter Soldier my ass”
“Wasn’t he a ladies’ man?” Sam didn’t understand how Bucky had zero issues talking to women he’d never met before, only to fumble the second you were near him.
“He was! He still is! He’s just…apprehensive…?” Steve really wanted to defend his friend but he couldn’t think of a valid excuse. You were kind and sweet; Bucky liked you just as much, you both just needed a little…encouragement.
“He’s apprehensive over a walking talking cotton ball?”
Steve and Sam stared at Tony. “Cotton ball?”
“Yeah, y/n, small, soft, non threatening, everything tin man shouldn’t be so scared of”
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The car ride to the hotel was silent, aside from your raging heart beat you were sure Bucky could hear with his super soldier hearing. He did. What you didn’t know was his heart was racing twice as fast, driving as carefully as he could with you by his side. You both checked in and made your way up to the suite, courtesy of Tony who was happy to get you one room.
Of course the room was beautiful. It had everything you needed and more.  There was one thing though. You both stared at the very large comfy looking elephant in the room; a single king sized bed that sat in the middle of the huge space. It was easily big enough for the both of you to share but it still meant sleeping in the same bed. You set your bags down, deciding sleeping arrangements would have to wait with only an hour left till you both had to be ready. Lucky for you, the event you had to attend was in the grand hall of the hotel you were staying in.
“Uh, I guess we should start getting ready”, Bucky laid his suit out, looking over at you realizing you didn’t bring a long garment bag like what Nat and Wanda usually had when they had to bring gowns to change into.
“Where’s your dress doll?” There it was again. God he couldn’t help it, doll suited you perfectly. You smiled at the name he had for you, your face heating up as he stripped his Henley off, putting on the crisp black shirt he laid out.
“Oh, um, I didn’t have a dress; I just brought what I had”
You set your bag on the bed, pulling out the neatly folded sari and blouse, popping open a few pins before you started pleating. Bucky watched you quizzically as you spread out the long fabric, picking up a corner and folding it. He adored the way your brows knitted together in concentration as you readjusted the sari pleats to make sure they aligned perfectly. You started pinning the perfect folds, standing in front of the mirror to make it fell over your shoulder and below the back of your knee. Your eyes met with his in the mirrors reflection as he watched you with heart eyes but you figured he was waiting for you to move.
“Sorry Bucky, it’ll just take me a few extra minutes to get ready, I’m almost done with this, and you can use the mirror soon”
“No, no, don’t apologize doll, I just…I haven’t seen that before” Bucky smiled at you softly. He was still new to the modern world; he didn’t get to see or experience different cultures when he was younger and it wasn’t a privilege he had when he was the winter soldier. He rarely had time to learn and experience new things aside from his time in Wakanda.
You blushed, placing your outfit on the bed and getting your jewelry for the night, heating up the iron to run over your pleats before draping the sari.
Bucky slipped into the bathroom to finish getting ready, deciding to keep the light stubble that covered his cheeks instead of shaving it. He grinned to himself remembering a conversation he overheard where you told Wanda his scruffy face was the sexiest thing you’d ever seen. He was ready within minutes, hearing the very loud gasp you let out as he walked over to where you were doing your makeup.
“You look so ho- I mean really sex-…very handsome. You look very handsome” Wow y/n. So smooth.
You felt like you lost 3 years of your life mustering the courage to say that; this man in an all black suit was going to be the absolute death of you. Bucky blinked at you, his heart in his throat watching you as you sat at the vanity in a fluffy robe, a few rollers in your hair and your makeup mostly done. You were applying a tiny bit of gloss to your lips to complete your look; dark smoky eyes with lipstick that matched the sari. It complimented you skin tone beautifully.
“Oh, th-thank you doll” Bucky’s face flushed, as he gazed shyly at the ground. He would give anything to be like this with you every single day. The moment felt so intimate, your long black hair pinned in the rollers, getting ready together, watching you do your makeup while you sat in a comfy robe.  Of course he had to muster the courage to talk to you properly first but a man can dream. You looked at the time, realizing the event would start soon but you’d still need a few minutes to finish getting dressed.
“I’m so sorry Bucky, I’ll be ready soon. You can get our names checked in for the guest list; I can meet you downstairs as soon as I’m ready”
Bucky nodded, though he was completely ready to skip the entire evening just to spend some time alone with you. He was starting to feel a little more at ease without Sam or Tony breathing down his back about having to put himself out there.
“Take your time doll, don’t rush, I’ll see you downstairs” He gave you a sweet smile before shutting the door, his body buzzing with anticipation over playing your husband for the night.  
You hung the robe to the side, quickly hooking on your blouse and tying on your skirt. You stood in front of the mirror with the sari, tucking in the material, wrapping it around yourself and adjusting where you wanted it to fall behind you. The satin material easily fell into place as you pinned it on your shoulder. You tucked the front pleats in, placing a few pins in the front to keep the folds in place. You slipped on your bangles, earrings and necklace, doing a quick twirl in the mirror and fixing your hair before heading downstairs.
You fidgeted with your bangle in the elevator, butterflies erupting in the pit of your stomach as you got closer to the lobby. You were already nervous about having to pretend to be Bucky’s wife (you definitely dreamt about it), but you also worried you’d stand out. What if he felt uncomfortable around you, especially because you were dressed differently? The ding of the elevator doors opening broke you out of your thoughts because the train wreck could go any further.
Your eyes scanned the ball room that was buzzing with guests, searching for your pretend husband for the night. You plucked a glass of red wine from a waiter that passed by, hoping to ease some of your raging nerves. Your eyes locked with the most beautiful pair of blue eyes you always got lost in across the room, your heart racing, fuck how would you be able to focus on a mission.
Bucky stood by the bar, his jaw dropping as you walked in. He couldn’t take his eyes off you. The beautiful satin material was perfectly draped around your body, accenting the curves he’d never seen before. His mouth hung open as you made your way towards him. Your long dark hair was pinned to the side, giving him a perfect view of your jaw. The gold jewelry you wore made your skin glow; your sultry makeup brought everything together perfectly. You looked like a goddess.
“Holy shit…”
His breath hitched when your lips darted out, catching a drop of the dark red wine that stained your lips, he was screwed.
“You look…”  He was utterly speechless, his mouth opening and closing, remembering you were now his wife for the night. He would have been just as speechless even if you really were married. Screw the mission, he had a new mission in mind; to make you his. At least, muster up the courage to ask you on a date.
Bucky placed his arm around you, his metal hand resting against your bare skin of your exposed waist making you shiver. He placed a gentle kiss on your jaw, pulling you closer to him.
“My wife is the most beautiful person in this room without a doubt”
Your face heated up, leaning into him, standing on your tippy toes to press a soft kiss on his cheek. The scent of his cologne made your heart flutter; you wanted to burry your face in his chest and breathe him in all night.
“Could say the same about you, you look so handsome baby” Your hand caressed the scruff on his cheek; Bucky leaned into your touch, blushing.
“Shall we go sit?” His hand found yours, making your way through the crowd, a number of eyes falling on the both of you. You tensed for a moment, relaxing when you felt his lips press a soft kiss against the back of your head, his hand wrapping protectively around your waist.
“I told you, you look gorgeous. Everyone’s eyes are on you babydoll”
“Or they’re on you; I’ve always loved how you looked in all black with some stubble”
Bucky grinned, pleased with his choice to not shave for the night. You giggled, finding an empty table near the back of the hall which also gave you a good vantage point to see everyone.
You spotted your target at one of the tables not too far from you; a middle aged man with curly greying hair and a beard. Ulysses Klaue. He sat surrounded by a few of his men, taking a long swing from his glass before getting up and making his way over to a different table.
“All we have to do is sit here and watch what he does?” Bucky still couldn’t get over the fact that you’d both been sent over to essentially people watch. Tony could have bugged the place and watched from the compound if he really wanted to but at this point he wasn’t complaining.
“Mhm, that’s what the file said” You took another sip of your wine, the Merlot easing some of your nerves. You both sat in comfortable silence watching Klaue though he actually hadn’t done much aside from make an ass of himself, groping a woman as she walked by, earning a slap to the head. That didn’t seem to bother him much either, grinning proudly as he attempted to paw at someone else.
“What the hell do we even write about this man, that he has a weakness for women” You huffed, freezing as the man locked eyes with you, licking his lips as he got out of his seat, stalking towards you. “Shit”
“Quite the exotic little piece of arm candy you got there” Klaue grinned at you, unbothered by Bucky’s death stare as his arm wrapped around you, pulling you flush against him. “Names Ulysses Klaue”
He extended his hand towards you but Bucky shook it instead, his grip firmer than usual.  
“Terrance O’Conner. This is my wife, Ava” You felt Bucky’s hand slip under the material of your sari, his fingers tracing soft circles onto your skin, relaxing you.
“Well aren’t you a lucky man Mr. O’Conner” Klaue’s eyes continued to wrack up and down your body, “Gorgeous little thing dipped in gold and wrapped in satin” Before he could continue, one of his men approached him, whispering in his ear. Klaue reluctantly backed away, whispering something to one of his men before exiting from a door near the bar.
“Should we follow them?”
Bucky shook his head, “Tony said only document what he does here, and if we follow them then he’ll get suspicious”
You nodded, noticing some of the tables had cleared as most people had began to make their way to the dance floor. The lights dimmed, couples joining together, swaying slowly to the music. You looked longingly at the happy couples, smiling as you imagined yourself with Bucky, unconsciously leaning into him.
“May I have this dance?”
You sat up, unsure if you actually heard those words as Bucky stood up, extending his hand for you to take. You nodded, smiling shyly, letting him lead you to the middle of dance floor. He spun you, pulling you towards him, grinning as your arms slung around his shoulders, your head resting against his chest. You leaned into him as he put his arms around you, his lips brushing by your ear, as he whispered.
“You really do look gorgeous y/n”
“You should see yourself, Mr. O’Conner” you giggled, adoring the way Bucky’s nose scrunched, grinning down at you, his cheeks flushed as he held you close. You spent the rest of the night, wrapped in each other, swaying to the music, walking hand in hand back to your room as the evening came to an end.
Bucky sat on the bed with the laptop, typing out the mission report, documenting the sparse details they were able to gather for the night. He huffed in frustration, unable to stop sneaking glances at you while you started to unpin your sari in front of the large mirror. His mind wandered again, the way this moment felt intimate, like something he’d have if you were actually his. Watching you get dressed, watching you go through your night time routine, he wanted it all.
“Bucky could you…please?” You fumbled with the pins on the back of your blouse, struggling to take one that you’d placed on the back of your shoulder.
“Of course” Bucky got up, hesitating for a moment before slipping his fingers under the material, quickly undoing the pin, his hands lingering on your soft skin for a moment. Your eyes met in the mirror reflection; Bucky could feel the warmth radiating off you and hear the way your heart rate picked up.
“I-I’m just going to…” Buck nodded as you clutched the material to your chest to keep it from slipping, making your way to the bathroom to change. You removed your makeup and folded your clothes, slipping on an over sized t-shirt to sleep in.
Bucky sat at the edge of the bed, having changed into some sweats, finishing up the mission report. You nervously sat on the other side, carefully slipping under the covers, making sure there was space between you both.
“I can sleep on the floor doll, you can have the bed” Bucky started to get up, until he felt your hand grab his wrist, stopping him.
“No! Stay…” You looked at him with a soft smile, hoping he wouldn’t feel uncomfortable, “I don’t mind, really” Bucky couldn’t hide the shy smile that crept on his face as he closed the laptop, getting under the covers with you. You both laid in comfortable silence for a while, slowly adjusting yourselves to be more comfortable while inching closer to each other. You felt his hand brush against yours as you let you hand intertwine with his.
“I had a lot of fun tonight…with you” You’re voice was hardly above a whisper and if it wasn’t for his super soldier hearing, he would have missed it.
“Me too doll” Bucky turned on his side to face you, now or never Barnes.
“Y/n?”
“Yeah?”
“Uh, I was wondering if you’d want to actually go out sometime, maybe dinner, or coffee or um-
You cut off Bucky’s rambling, pressing your lips onto his. Bucky froze for a moment, smiling into the kiss, pulling you closer to him.
“I’ll take that as a yes?”
You grinned, nodding as your forehead rested on his, melting into his embrace, the both of you falling asleep wrapped in each other’s warmth.
You arrived at the compound, hand in hand, confused over the howling and whistles you heard as you entered the living room.
“Pay up, I told you!” Tony had a shit eating grin plastered on his face as he saw your hand in Bucky’s.
Steve and Sam groaned, pulling out fifty dollars each, reluctantly handing it over.
“I told you it would work”
“Told who what would work?” Bucky plopped down on the sofa, still holding your hand as you sat beside him, equally confused.
“That this mission would bring you love birds together” Sam grinned, adding air quotes around the word mission.
“Why are you saying mission like that” Your eyes narrowed as you looked at the 3 men across from you giggling together like school children.
“C’mon, you didn’t pick up on the real reason we sent you two away when I could have just bugged the place for info” Tony smirked, extremely proud of himself. “Which I already did by the way”
“Then why the hell did-” Bucky shook his head, utterly confused “By the way, the target didn’t do a damn thing other than paw at people all night before getting called away” Bucky scoffed, secretly relieved he didn’t actually have to do much because he was able to give you all his attention.
“You can thank me for that; we managed to get him out and away from you guys. You both looked so cozy, we decided to intervene. Didn’t want him to ruin the real reason we sent you both out for the night”
“Were you watching the entire time?!” You sat up, scoffing while Tony sat back with a smug expression his face.
“Look, you both needed a push to actually talk to each other; we figured a night together wouldn’t be a bad idea. Playing husband and wife meant you had to actually get close to each other” Steve explained, making his way out of the living room, signaling for the other two to follow. “We’ll leave you two alone now”
Sam snorted, wiggling his eyebrows as you hid your face in Bucky’s arm, unable to hide the blush that spread across your cheeks.
“I can’t believe they did that” Your voice was muffled as you continued to hide in Bucky’s arm, feeling his cool hand pull your face close to his, pecking a sweet kiss on your lips.
“Was worth it, my stunning satin wrapped doll”
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barbiebraganca · 2 months
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HSHQTASK059: FAREWELL !
when did you join ? what made you join ? what do you remember from the plotlines that were current at the time ? where were you in life when you joined and where are you now ?
right at the beginning of 2016, around feb or march. i had just finished high school and took an off year to prepare for uni admission exams. i needed something to take my mind off studying for it and my friend julia suggested i joined her on tumblr rping. i had no idea what that was but she helped me through it and we joined another group together. at the time i also developed a bit of a thing for royals and made my character in that group an undercover norwegian royal, on some princess diaries bullshit. but looking up things for that group i decided to search norwegian royalty on tumblr and found the blog for a character in vik. olav if i'm not mistaken. i started stalking the group and got really interested in it and mentioned it to julia who told me she'd been here before and would join with me if i chose to so we brought barbie and biel. then the group closed and i completely gave up rping until one random day many months later i logged into tumblr again god knows why and there was a message from martha, she told me the group came back to life and i decided to rejoin. and here i am, haven't left since.
which characters have you written over the years ?
ffs, let me see if i can remember all of them: ayo, bruce, barbie, toni, leon, sergi, silje, ilija, zoey (silje's draft), pedro, noémïe (poor thing lasted 3 seconds), ionie. i feel like there's more, i just can't remember.
what is your favourite plotline that you've been part of ?
the zulu & the southern africa conflicts. even all of us applying together that day was such a moment, i loved every bit of it. i had so so much fun writing ayo even if he was one of those characters it is impossible to write filler threads with, i still felt so much joy when i got a notif that someone replied to him, even if the entire reply was someone hating on him hard.
what about other people's plotlines ?
it's impossible to pick one when you've been here from the start and have seen countless amazing ones but the english plot was truly a wonder, even the murder mystery event was fucking incredible. anything involving russia and the romanovs as well was so well thought and made so much sense when you put the pieces together you just can't help but love every bit.
who is your favourite character from the ones you've played ? why ? what made you love them ? what made them so fun to write ?
favourite to write i'd say ayo, for the same reasons i mentioned on the plotline question but if i had to choose only one to keep playing forever it would either be silje or ilija. i feel like those are versatile ones that i could go in different directions with if i'd wanted to. the one i had the most fun writing though was pedro for sure.
if you could relive a plotline, which would it be ?
the invasion in greece and i think everyone who was here for that would say the same thing. that was our most iconic event and for a reason, everyone put 150% into it and it worked out so so so so well we didn't even imagine the outcome it would have, we just wanted to traumatise everyone a bit but received the best event in hshq in return.
is there a plotline that you'd edit now if you could ?
i don't think there is, especially because i don't think i remember even half of them but even then everything was fun and a joy to write about so i probably wouldn't change anything.
what's a plotline you wish you would have been able to finish before closing or just write more of ?
the ones that never happened. e mentioned some of the things we planned and didn't happen on the timeline post but i assure you that's not even the beginning. at times we'd plan an entire year of events in advance and come up with a full story, reasoning, plot drops for it but when the time to have them came we forgot all about it and change everything to something we'd put together in 20 mins instead of the plans we spent days working on. even the cruise ship they were supposed to be stuck in was an idea we had so much fun coming up with and it didn't get to see the light of day.
what is your favourite ooc memory ?
every honesty hour chaos was such a fun time to be on the dash, or whenever something big would happen ic and there would be 100 ooc posts reacting to it on the dash and the jokes were the peak of comedy. but i'll always have a soft spot for the soletsky silent thread bc icb we actually had 40+ notes on that, it was priceless. the word lunch is stuck with me forever. AND that one time i got kicked out on this exact date a couple years back.
where can others find you if they want to get in touch ?
i won't delete the tumblr app from my phone just yet so if you want to send me a mssg, i'll be checking it every now and again. same with discord, i'm there under barbielandwired and we're not deleting the hshq server so we can still have that in case anybody wants to pop into the chat and catch up. i'll give you my socials too if anybody wants that, we're all friends here. i've known u lot for 8 years.
what else would you like to say ?
here.
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bi-kingdom · 1 month
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Secret Liasons - Maria Hill x OC
A/N: Seriously, PSA to clean your drafts out. I cannot recall what my OC's name is right now but we're going with Alex Stevens or reader - you decide.
Prompt idea: In which Tony Stark hits on Alex as she does a check on the Bridge of the Helicarrier. (Takes place on the helicarrier after the tesseract levels the ground facility in the opening of The Avengers)
Warnings: Tony being cringe
Its just a quick inspection, nothing out of the ordinary but there was a quick notification blurb that popped up on my scans. The only thing making me nervous is the thought of having to walk through Hill's meeting with Fury's new 'Avengers'.
I steel myself. This is my job after all.
I brush past Tony Stark to inspect the source of my alert.
"Oh hi, didn't know they employed anyone besides Jarheads here." Stark smiles, leaning against the metal railing. I quirk my eyebrow at him as I maneuver through Fury's screen. "God I love a woman who can handle a man's equipment." I turn to the room, seeing them all watching our exchange, skating over Hill quickly so I don't erupt in a blush. I grimace and find the culprit - a device, disguised as a bolt, attached where it shouldn't be. I slide it off and turn to Stark as he feigns surprise.
"This equipment's too small to be our's...must be your's." I say, dropping the device into his jacket pocket. The effect is instantaneous, mumbles and groans of 'Stark' erupt as I slide past Hill.
"Stevens." Hill orders, her arm outstretched for my tablet. I hand it over and watch as she reviews the initial security alert for the bridge.
"Stark." Hill scorns, handing me the device back as she joins the thorough chew-out that's coming his way.
I leave their meeting area and make a round through the bridge, stopping after a moment to watch some on screen analyses. There's a bit of an uproar at the Avengers meeting, Stark getting scolded for his attempted hack by Fury himself now. Although I have no doubt he'll try something else.
I linger longer than necessary on Hill, her arms crossed over her chest as she keeps her expression neutral. I admire the way she's pulled her hair back, her bangs sweeping across her forehead. The cut on her face accentuates the height of her cheek bones making her jawline seem even more defined. She keeps drawing me in with her stern gaze and the sheer confidence that radiates from her. But suddenly, she rolls her eyes and she catches sight of me watching her.
I turn away, avoiding those blue eyes that cut down even the most resilient of subordinates. My cheeks are burning as I finish checking in on the techs on the bridge, keeping my back to Hill as I exit from the opposite entrance.
I cringe the entire way back to my lab, shaking my head while I work, reviewing my schedule for the day. Hill shows up on my calendar, an impromptu request but not unexpected since Stark attempted to breach our systems. I huff, annoyed with myself for slipping up and letting my emotions get the best of me especially at work.
She's scheduled in a few minutes so I set about cleaning up my space as best I can, rolling up hardcopies of blueprints out of the way. I'd taken some good natured teasing for using physical blueprints still but with Stark's attempted hack earlier - I'm glad with my choice to do so.
"Stevens, how far did Stark get?" I jump as Hill jumps right into the briefing. I shake my head, avoiding her gaze as I fumble to show her the files that were hacked on the screens. I make it brief, waving my hands to swipe through the files. As soon as she gives me a noise of affirmation I stop the review and return to my work, fully expecting her to leave.
The sound of my lab doors opening and closing don't occur and I finally turn to face her as she unfurls a concept blueprint of mine across my desk.
"Oh, that's just an idea-nothing major-really just an idea-" I mutter, trying to make up an excuse to hide it again. I reach out my hands to put it away but she waves me off.
"You haven't shown me this one yet." She says absentmindedly. I briefly meet her eye as my stomach clenches at the eye contact.
"It still has to go in the computer." I try, watching her take a pencil to make a few notes in the margins.
"It's good."
"That's high praise coming from you." I blush, biting the inside of my lip. I steal a few glances as Hill continues her scribbling her notes "Thank you." I add.
The barest hints of a smile quirks in the corner of Hill's lips. I barely catch it before her usual neutral facade is back in place.
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bunnygirl678 · 8 months
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There are not near enough AUs in the Reguri fandom.
The last time I was active in a fandom was almost 10 years ago wiht 616!Stony (steve x tony but like the comics not the movies) and there were every AU imaginable and that was just for the comics side not even if you include the movies (which tbh i wasn't a fan of) I was so spoiled and didn't even know it, now here I am having read through the entirety of the English and Spanish ao3 collection of finished works, what am i supposed to do now???
The answer is...come up with more AUs.
I'm going to write this one once I get a few more fics out of the way, but here goes.
Formula 1 AU (note this is more pokespe than the games so you get the hyperactive red and the tsundere Green)
-Red and Green are childhood rivals/friends having raced in the gokart circut together before they both got drafted for formula 1
-at first they're on the same team but Red keeps winning and Green always places second, i mean it's still podium but Green wants that W
-red is seriously just happy getting to race with his bff/crush, green just wants to fucking win something on his own
-professor oak is like a famous engineer or something who used to race back in the day (think carroll shelby) and everyone compares Green to him constantly and he hates it
-and like Green can do his own repairs cause he’s skilled af
-its the end of the season and despite racing for the same team red and green are neck and neck for first only a few points away from each other
-red wins ofc, green is devastated, he contemplates retiring then a rival team scouts him and promises the best of the best, he just wants to winnnnn
-red is super sad because his favorite thing was racing with green not against him, and he's got this little (big) crush on green and now he has to constantly race against the man of his dreams
-also there are still pokemon, and battles and stuff, but like Green/Red just do cars now lol
-so the question becomes, does red win again the next season, do red and green pull their heads out of their asses and realize they're in love? Do i add this to my WIPs today or tomorrow?
-find out in like 7 months!
I have like a metric shit ton of f1 knowledge cause my ex-husband's family is involved in the business, i can't say more cause i'm not gonna out myself on here lol, but i feel like this would be fun to write
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You know I'll read the hell out of anything you write, but can you post a snippit of the football au? (Also 15????? Wow, I kinda feel bad only having 4!) ❤️
Hi Lis!!! Thank you so much for the ask!!
Oh my gosh hon, you don’t have to feel bad that you have 4 WIPs. It means you have actually been finishing things and posting!! That’s wonderful!! Unlike me who is constantly drowning in them lololol!! So here is a bit of my Stucky football AU and I hope you like it!
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"It should be illegal to look that hot."
Bucky looked up at hearing Becca's voice and he could see from the kitchen that she had the television on. It was showing a rerun of the NFL draft and his appetite immediately soured. He closed the fridge door, no longer interested in grabbing a snack.
Becca waved her hand up and down at the screen, emphasizing the sheer size of the man smiling on the stage. His hair shone bright golden under the lights and the jersey with #1 emblazoned in white was a beacon shouting, Here I am! Steve Rogers! First pick of the draft!
"Seriously, how is even his teeth so damn perfect," exclaimed Becca. She started cramming mouthfuls of popcorn in a way that made Bucky grimace slightly as she continued to ogle the star athlete. "I gotta say, seeing Tony Stark buy an expansion team and luring Coach Fury out of retirement was not in my bingo card this year. Now they drafted the best college quarterback in the country and holy shit, I might have to jump on that bandwagon even though the team name is weird. The Avengers? What was Stark smoking?"
Bucky rolled his eyes and tried to scroll on his phone to distract himself from the television. "Don't let Dad hear you say that. He didn't indoctrinate us from birth into the Colts fandom for you to stray."
“Well the Colts are drafting like shit this year so excuse my wandering eyes. I can’t believe they drafted that idiot out of Georgia when you are so much better than him. It’s so stupid and-”
“That’s enough, Becca.”
Becca’s mouth shut together with an audible snap when she saw the look of despair on her brother’s face. She put down the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table and slowly walked toward him. Placing a gentle hand on Bucky’s shoulder, she tried to exude as much comfort as possible. “Hey come on, Bucky. It’s only been two weeks since the draft ended. You know this is the time when free agents get picked up. There’s still a chance you’ll get a call.”
Bucky sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, his whole body radiating distress. He knew it had been a long shot when he had declared for the draft but he had hoped that maybe, just maybe, he had a chance at the big times. 
It’s not that he hated his life in small town Indiana. He had a great family and a solid group of friends he had grown up with. But ever since he had shown an aptitude for sports at an early age, he had dreamed of a life beyond the borders of his hometown. A life where he didn’t end up working at the factory that employed 70% of the local population, including his father. A life where he didn’t have to drive over an hour to Indianapolis and hook up with anonymous men off Grindr because he was too scared of being outed. People can say what they wanted about how much progress the country has made but Bucky wasn’t going to take a chance on his football prospects over if a coach was a bigot. 
Not that it fucking matters how deep in the closet I am that I might as well be in Narnia. No one is going to call.
He sighed again when he saw how worried his sister looked. “It’s okay, Becca. I’ll be fine. I mean, there’s always next year, right?”
She didn’t seem very convinced by his attempt at a cheerful tone but she let it go. Bucky patted her hand on his shoulder and walked toward the patio door. He needed some air and to get away from the television that felt like a never-ending taunt of unachievable wants.
Once outside, he took a deep breath of the crisp night air and tried to relax all of his tense muscles. His eyes landed on the homemade football training equipment that his Dad had built when Bucky was in high school. They were worn and battered, taking the brunt of Bucky’s strength and speed over the many years. It was a point of pride for George Barnes that he continued to fix them up instead of having to make whole new ones, no matter how much Bucky abused them.
Thoughts of his father made him melancholy again. He knew his family was disappointed for him when the invitations never came. No combine, no draft. Just silence where there had been excitement and hope. Bucky tried not to feel bitter about the past year and how his college coach had basically cut his playing time to a third of his usual. Bucky had never been one for playing politics and he hadn’t been willing to lick his old coach's boots. He didn’t regret standing by his principles but he had paid the price. Less playing time meant less exposure and the scouts passed you by.
And despite what he had told Becca, he knew the window of opportunity was closing fast. Every year there were new prospects, younger and faster. The older he got and the farther he got from regular playing time, the chance of him making any roster was dwindling. So instead of bright lights and the cheer of the crowd, Bucky was mentally preparing himself for a dead end job, lonely nights and being just another washed out college athlete.
He was so deep in his misery that he didn’t hear the patio door opening and Becca calling for him until she shoved him from behind. Bucky whirled around and gaped at her. “What the fuck, Becca! Can’t you see I’m throwing myself a pity party here?”
“Save your angsting for later, you jackass. Here!” She shoved the cellphone he had left on the kitchen counter by his face. “Your phone is ringing!”
Bucky took the phone from his sister and squinted at the screen. He didn’t recognize the number but he did know the area code. It was a New York area code. Suddenly, his heart started beating like crazy as the small rectangle device vibrated in his palm.
“Are you going to answer or what?” Becca yelled, her voice shrill in panic.
Bucky quickly swiped his screen and placed it by his ear. “Hello?”
“Hello. Is this James Barnes?”
He had to swallow around a nervous lump in his throat. The male voice was not familiar and Bucky’s brain went into overdrive of speculation. He coughed and finally managed to respond. 
“Uhh…yes, this is James Barnes.” 
There was a momentary rustling of sound from the other end, perhaps papers being moved about. The mysterious man started speaking again as Bucky tried to keep his cool.
“It’s nice to finally speak to you James. My name is Phil Coulson and I’m the Director of Scouting for the Avengers. Do you have a moment to chat?”
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scoonsalicious · 30 days
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Wow, that was such a sweet ending. I can't believe we're here now. and guess what YOU DID IT! you finished a whole series so huge congratulations! That's not an easy feat. I'm proud of you!
Tony being dramatic with Pocket moving out as if she is going to move to another country only to find out it's just a couple blocks away? Hilarious. Also the umbilical cord line was so so funny. I'm glad for this fresh start though! Pocket absolutely needs it.
And here's me thinking "Where the hell is, Bucky?" and well there he is! So happy to see them be in such a better place now and I'm glad they were able to go to couples counseling and truly got to work on themselves. It might be rare but it's not impossible for couples to work out even after similar events that Bucky and Pocket have fone through. And well, they've grown a bond so strong with what they went through and I truly believe they're going to be better and healthier than before. I know there's going to be more of these two but for now, I will miss the shenanigans they'll get up to. Especially now that they've got their own place to christen hahaha those poor neighbors, doesn't matter if they're a whole floor down. They're going to hear it no matter what.
What a journey this has been. As I said, I've got all my reports compiled into one document. Would you believe me if I said I've written a total of 19k words from all these essays I've sent you? Insane, I tell you. I absolutely don't regret it one single bit. I enjoyed this ride so much, I wouldn't trade it for the world. I'll try and keep up with the future installments, sequels, and your other series (which has peaked my interest ngl) But with school and work, I'll try my best. I'll for sure pop in here whenever i can though. Until then, I'll see you around! Lots of Love!
— Jnon 🤍
WE did it, Jnon! All of us, together!
Although, if people ask what my Greatest Life Accomplishment is, I'm gonna say "oh, that book I wrote." I will *not* say it was Bucky Barnes fanfic smut; just a book, lol. Actually, lemme go check that off my Bucket List rn...
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(Actual photo of my Bucket List. Please ignore the fact I used Papyrus. It was 2014, and yes, I was still old enough to know better.)
I loved the idea of Tony acting like Pocket moving out was the biggest affront to him that could be made. In the original draft, Bucky and Pocket were going to be going at it on the balcony like the touch-starved rabbits they were, and then Tony was going to fly over in his Iron Man suit, but I ended up not wanting to write the awkward, lol. Maybe I'll save it for a smutshot someday, lol.
So, I wrote the epilogue a long, long time ago. Like, way before I wrote the actual ending, or even up to... like Chapter 10, I think? I confess to deliberately playing with it so you didn't know if she and Bucky had gotten back together or not, because at the time, I didn't know myself. I wasn't sure if the ending was going to be truly happy, or just hopeful for them. I had a *brief* (and I mean very, very brief) moment where I had her coming home to Steve, but that died very quickly, because Ew, Steve. I mean, seriously. I think the only reason I thought of it was that it would make people's jaws drop, lol.
Yes, their neighbors are going to hate them, lol. Most definitely. Well, at least until the middle-aged woman who lives downstairs comes up to yell at them to keep it down, but Bucky answers the door in a two-sizes too small tank top and smiles his Bucky smile at her and then she gets it, lol, and did I just come up with another idea for a smutshot? ::sigh:: TO THE GOOGLE DOC! I think I'm up to 13 now? I definitely will do my best to keep you fed with the shenanigans.
I cannot believe you've written 19k words! I have loved reading each and every single one! Focus on school, and don't worry about keeping up with what's going on over here-- it'll be here waiting for you for whenever you have the time. It's been an honor, my friend. A true honor.
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vilyanenyavilya · 1 month
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20 Questions for Fic Writers
tagged by @xottan. thank youuuu
1. How many works do you have on ao3?
14
2. What’s your total ao3 word count?
734,739.
Thank Checkmate for over half of that.
3. What fandoms do you write for?
MCU, mainly frostiron
4. Top five fics by kudos
Checkmate (Chess and Chocolate Chip Pancakes in Stark Tower)
Mischief Meets Hawk
Variant Friends
The Firefly Light In Your Eyes
The Sorcerer Next Door
5. Do you respond to comments?
yep, when it gets to a back and forth I love it!
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Mischief Meets Hawk, but more bittersweet because I skipped over what would have been the angstiest part. It’s just what happens when a god (Loki) becomes best friends with a human (Clint).
7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
They tend to be happy, but I’ll say Checkmate since it took 409,963 words to get Tony and Loki there. So much happened to build up to the ending.
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Had two comments that I would count, one was more just mis-understanding and one was the type of thing you delete and block the user.
9. Do you write smut?
I write more love scenes than pure smut and other scenes that cut away. Though that might change in the next fic. Firefly’s probably the most smutty.
10. Craziest crossover?
Nothing published, but in my head there’s a Leverage and Avengers + Loki crossover where the Leverage crew is pulling a job and keep seeing weird stuff happen around them. They just want to steal from the rich person and fix something for one or a couple people while at the same time the Avengers are dealing with something huge.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not to my knowledge.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Nope. Would be fun! Someone ask!
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Yes, back in SGA days.
14. All time favorite ship?
Frostiron, to no one who follows me’s surprise. I just love them.
15. What’s a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
Look Question List, I’m really trying on Lost in Time, okay? I have two lovely people reading it for me right now. It’s been two and a half years since I started the draft, but I am determined to start posting.
16. What are your writing strengths?
Dialogue. It will just flow out, especially between Tony and Loki.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
Descriptions, especially of location and setting. I have to go back and fill in. It’s my least favorite part. Can’t I just do plot and dialogue and everyone know what I pictured in my head?
18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?
Google translate is a wonderful thing. In Love Language Barrier I used it for Norwegian and a Swedish speaker said it was readable. It was integral to the fic concept, otherwise I use a little here and there if it’s appropriate. Mainly for sweet names Loki calls Tony.
19. First fandom you wrote in?
SGA
20. Favorite fic you’ve written?
Ahhhhhh at the moment Checkmate or Mischief Meets Hawk. Checkmate because it’s my big fic and Mischief Meets Hawk because it spontaneously happened after I watched Hawkeye and needed to put Clint with Loki on an adventure.
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tagging @poetic-fiasco if you want 💚📚📚📚
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cap-ironman · 1 year
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2023 Captain America/Iron Man Big Bang Announcement
The Captain America/Iron Man Big Bang is back for another year! Now that creator teams of the 2023 Cap-IM Reverse Bang are starting to post the wonderful Steve/Tony works, it's time for writers and podficcers to start bouncing ideas for the 2023 Big Bang! .
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The moment's here! It's time for the 
2022 Captain America/Iron Man Big Bang!
SCHEDULE:
Now - September 13: Writers work on their fic for draft submissions
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Thursday, September 14th: Summaries are publicly posted
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October: Creators work on their piece of accompanying fanwork, writers finish their fics
Saturday, October 21st: Teams select November posting dates
November 1st: Posting begins!
What's a Big Bang?
A big bang is a collaborative event between writers and artists, meant to encourage the finishing of longer stories (in our event, 20,000 words or more). Writers will create a story, artists and other fanworkers will claim a story based on the summary and create an accompanying work for it.
All stories are welcome!
Whether you're a seasoned writer who has participated in the Cap-IM Big Bang in the past, or an aspiring author hoping to get started on the longfic of their dreams,
we want to see your Steve/Tony story!
You have plenty of time to start writing, and we and the rest of the community will be here cheering you on.
No need to sign up or pre-commit.
As long as you submit a draft of your story before the end of September 14th, then congratulations—you're part of this year's Big Bang!
If by the time the submission deadline comes around you realize you don't have enough of a word count to send in or that the story won't be as long after all—no need to give up on it. At least you have started and even if it's not going into the 2023 Captain America/Iron Man Big Bang you still have started a draft that you can finish now, whether for the 2023 round, for yourself—or another event!
You can't lose, so try for that story! We'll be excited wherever you send it in.
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lillotus17 · 1 year
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NCT MARVEL AU
okay so like a couple months ago I posted that I really wanted to write an NCT MARVEL AU FF... I might have deleted it I honestly cant remember I also added other SM ARTIST as side/extra/antagonist characters in the plot and right now im currently debating if i wanna find more Marvel characters that I think fit Shohei, Eunseok, and Seunghan.. idk lmk. im still working on the first few chapters and the moodboards of all the characters but it's going to take a while and i've been working very slowly since i am currently in school and have a part time job because in this economy... oof a girl's really struggling. anyways here is a small draft (with no mood board sorry im still woking on it :( ) of which MARVEL Characters the NCT members are going to be portraying
Playlist: Villian by Key ft. JENO | Hero by Martin Garrix and JVKE | Wish you were here by SUPERM | more to be added!
Lee Taeyong as Captain Marvel (Carol Danvers)
okay so i actually considered Iron Man, Falcon, Captain America, and gamora in mind for Taeyong but Iron Man matched johnny a bit more because of his personality and jaehyun suited captain america more imo
taeyong still fits a character with a strong leadership role, cus i mean cmon NCT tired dad/leader-nim
Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel is just tryna fit in and find herself/remember who she is and she finds out that she's a super powerfull highkey baddie and HELLO? Taeyong is that
she has a strong and emotional sense of leadership, willingness to help and protect others and like come on is that not tayeong???
she's (one of) the first avengers and asdfghjkl;
so yeah
carol danvers is a baddie
taeyong is a baddie
pErIoDt
Moon Taeil as Moon Knight (Marc Spector)
okay so like
this kinda just clicked? lmaoo i feel bad- well more like a geek but like MOON Taeil and MOONknight
i finished watching the MoonKnight series on Disney+ a while ago and loikeeee
Marc Spector is a hot SOB
steven grant asdfghjkl; dont get me started
oki tho im like lowkey debating if I want to include Marc's multiple personality but like he's not Moonknight with out steven soooo
might add a little twist to it
but Taeil gives me more Steven Grant vibes than Marc Spector ngl
he's a lil nervous anxious dork yknow?
did consider falcon and war machine for taeil though..
like tony and rhode's relatinship screams johnny and taeil LMFAOO
idk might make some changes...
Seo Youngho/Johnny Suh as Iron Man (Tony Stark)
cocky lil shit and a sexy ass mf
like tell me it doesn't make sense?
homie just wants to spend money and build suits
smart, hot, and rich? yes please
his wit and smart mouth
like imagine johnny "Jae (Cap) you've got a potty mouth"
tony has a heart(?)- there's proof LMFAOO
his sense of humor just screams johnny
had star lord (peter quill) in mind for him too
Nakamoto Yuta as Winter Soldier (James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes)
one intimidating bitch
but a highkey softie
gonna kick ur ass if u fuck with him or anyone he cares about
highkey mysterious
did consider hawkeye, war machine, and falcon for him tho
also considering changes in characters lmk what yall think too!
Qian Kun as Dr. Strange (Stephen Strange)
man can fly a plane
lmaoo sorry that literally has nothing to do with him being a doctor but tell me why in every goddamn MAFIA AU i read, he's the medic
his relationship with yangyang and ten remind me of dr. strange and wong lmfaoooo
lowkey a perfectionist/perfect man asdfghjkl
Kim Dongyoung/Doyoung as Dare Devil (Matt Murdock)
had hawkeye, war machine, and falcon in mind for him
war machine cause of his sense of duty and seriousness- and his relationship with johnny also reminds me of tony and rhodes
also thought about making him nebula (and falcon) cus of his relationship with taeyong
anyways matt murdock is a hot mf
a lawyer? yes please
doyoung likes to argue cus cmon 127 is always on his ass for no reason headahhh lmfaooo
ngl thought there were a lot a members and i did put some thought into this and he matched daredevil best imo
Li Yongqin/Ten as Black Widow (Natasha Romanoff)
bad bitch right here
assassin, bad bitch
have you seen the way he moves?
have you seen the way she moves?
no words, no explanation, it just is and it just makes sense
like fr let's argue
IM JP don't come at me
had hawkeye in mind for him too
Jung Yoonoh/Jaehyun as Captain America (Steve Rogers)
america's ass
like cmon manz representative emoji is a peach
can't really put my finger on it either
like maybe it the masculinity (not meant negatively tho!) and altruism in the both of them(?)
both hot as fuck for no reason
other characters that i think suited him were falcon, winter soldier, (kind of) hawkeye, and black panther
Dong Sicheng/Winwin as Hawkeye (Clint Barton)
oki so i did have black widow in mind for him
and if im being honest it was kind of hard to settle with hawkeye for him
winwin is someone is focused and serious much like clint barton
i mean cmon man was a dancer and that shit takes dedication and patience
like learning how to use a bow and arrow
also had vision in mind for him too
when i first started to get into NCT winwin kind of came off as a timid person, and he's not really affectionate so it kind of screamed vision vibes
Kim Jungwoo as Quick Silver (Pietro Maximoff)
his cute lil personality
"bet you didn't see that coming?" ackkkk
is a caring sweetheart
like pietro wants nothing but for his sister to be happy and protected
jungwoo makes his members happy
Wong Yukhei/Lucas as Thor
okay so like NCT 2018 Halloween special kind of took over
personality wise, lucas and thor are kind similar(?)
like their sense of humor
thor is lowkey the most laid back avenger despite being a prince
and most of the time i can't take lucas seriously
also another character i was kinda of iffy unsure about
idk maybe its just me but lucas seems like the type that would shy away from responsibilities and his asgard duties as king for something more chill
then again thor did do that soooo...
Lee Minhyung/Mark Lee as Spider-Man (Peter Parker)
do i even need to explain?
lmaoo oki so like i was reading a post about how some people don't like mark
which i lowkey found hard to believe but then it made sense
like no disrespect
anyways I do believe mark is a hard working person and he does try to be humble about it but like also its okay to bathe in the glory and be shameless- then again easier said than done, again no disrespect- i love mork
pure hearted and true to himself
much like peter parker
Xiao Dejun/Xiaojun as Shang Chi (Shaun)
lmaoo man is 1/3 of wayv's walking meme group
every time im on tiktok lmfaoooo
lmao i guess the way i picked theses characters to match the members is based on the relationship the members have soo
lmaoo shaun's relationship with katie reminds me of luxiaodery (is that the correct name for them?... wayv 99 liners)
again hot asf
like imagine xiaojun in the bus fighting scene
Wong Kunhang/Hendery as Ant Man (Scott Lang)
also 1/3 of wayv's walking meme group
man is fxcking hilarious
another "do i even need to explain?"
just makes sense
lmaooo well actually i did consider Star Lord for him
Huang Renjun as Yelena Belova
okay so hear me out
i though of gamora or nebula for him too
lmao he's a tiny lil agressive man
ready to bite at any moment
very deadly
snarky (<< affectionate) and witty like Yelena
"i don't get my period dip shit. i don't have a uterus" *said with a russian (chinese) accent and the fact the renjun doesn't have a uterus*
like that line screams renjun lmfao
Lee Jeno as Black Panther (T'Challa)
RIP to Chadwick Boseman
anyways
when mark graduated from dream *sad noises*
jeno gave me hard leadership vibes
like he filled the role so well without actually filling it
and i've noticed how popular he's become lately with all these stage collabs with other idols
prince king jeno
nice ring to it ;)
sense of what is feels right and does what he believes is right
wants to do well for himself and his members
did consider him for hawkeye and falcon
Lee Donhyuck/Haechan as Scarlet Witch (Wanda Maximoff)
sassy lil birchhh
haechan is a very caring person and althoug sometimes it seems like he's acting a certain way to hide his feelings i do believe he is very emotionally inteliegent- however he is kind of impulsive (emotionally)
reminds me of wanda
powerful bitch, like hello vocals?
fight with so much effort and purpose
needs support and is his members number one supporter
Na Jaemin as Falcon (Sam Wilson)
oki so like
this was also a toughy
consider hawkeye, black panther, winter soldier, dare devil, war machine, and a bunch of other... also docor strange cus mans wanted to be a surgeon if he wasn't an idol lmaooo
but tbh no characters really ever stuck with me for jaemin
he's lowkey someone is doesn't gaf and doesn't want to be here but still knows how to have a good time or make up for time
serious and yet isn't
loyal and supportive to his members
Liu YangYang as Kate Bishop
lmaoo renyang and kate and yelena vibes
like "bro what if i killed you, (renjun/yelena)?"
but like he didn't soo???
lmaooo curious and nosy
liek sticks his nose into everyone's business
whether its for funsies or a mission
but he does well in getting whatever information he needs
gave me loki vibes tho
Osaki Shotaro as Vision
he's so cute ackkk
kind of came off as an awkward lil bean to be but i think that was just because of the language barrier with the other members
but it also a reason why i thought he was a good fit to portray vision
cus they're bother still learning
not afraid to ask questions
supportive and kind of goes along with things
a bit naive and questions his morals or rights and wrongs
fast learner imo
Jung Sungchan as War Machine (James Rhodes)
okai so like
idky but i though he would have been a good match for star lord
kind still iffy ish because is he young and although this is a ff i fell like he would have matched a younger role/character
also thought he would have been a good fit for shuri
can't really say much
i feel bad cus this is a bit more of a last pick
i really did want him to have a character that was more interactive with shotaro since that are really close
also thought of a cloak and dagger duo for sungtaro
again might make dome changes so lmk yall's opinion
like im tryna take this seriously and make it make sense but also im not cus again this is for funsies
Zhong Chenle as Loki
again, im sorry but another "do i even need to explain?"
boy is hella mischievous with that lil smirk he always has
when he messes around with his members, esp jisung
lmao poor jisung
like "oh yall need an illusionist you say? no problem lessgo fuck around with some bad guys"
i know he's supposed to be a lowkey two-faced, flippity floppity bad guy but idc im making him good
cus deep down loki does have a good heart
Park Jisung as Shuri
hear me out
i know he doesn't seem like the brightest but like he really is
and i know yall agree because hacker!jisung?
yeah, that's what i thought bro
considered vison for him too
and kate bishop
and groot- well like a modified hybrid version of him
big brother jeno and little brother jisung duo
yeah
just yeah
periodt
Shohei, Eunseok, and Seunghan
okay so like
im not really sure what marvel characters suit them best
im tryna stray from X-men charcters
but idk might have to make some changes
js that haechan might justbe switched to deadpool cus cmon
and as i was writing this i had a bunch of second thoughts about with members were portraying which characters
im a bit of a perfectionist as you can see
Anyways! thanks for reading this and please feedback is and will always be appreciated! again i apologized for my pace! i am currently on winter break but im working so i haven't had much time to write anything :(.
anyways comment and reblog if you wanna see what i have in mind for other SM Artist and who they'll be portraying!
-lotus
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polizwrites · 1 year
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PoliZ’s Bingo Card Attack Plan - May 2023
This is 99% for my own accountability & will get updated as I can mark items complete, but feel free to read on to see what  I’m going to try to get completed over the next month or so.   With the  @stuckybingo​  and  @avengersbingo​  both wrapping up their rounds at the end of May/beginning of June - I need to figure out an attack plan for  my remaining squares.  
Stucky Bingo - Ends 31 May - Goal:    Additional Bingos
My stretch goal is a blackout, but for now, I'll settle for getting these fics finished & posted - which will get me 23/25 squares.
Col O -  finish fic for  O4 - AU: Supernatural   (medieval/fantasy AU shrimpy!Steve has magic & Bucky is transformed into a monster)     
Row 1/Col B/Left Diagonal  - write  fic for  B1 - Mutual Pining  (Centerfold fic - Modern No Powers AU with Bucky POV & shrimpy!Steve) [backup plan - Chapter 3 of  Making All Things New)
Row 5 - write fic for G5 - SHIELD   -- soliciting ideas!   (possible crossover with Bucky Barnes Bingo - Forgotten Things?)
Leaning towards swapping in my in-progress  ADOPTABLE1 - Writing format: remix one of your fics -  for  G5 -- remixing  the applicable chapters of  Take What Was Wrong (And Make it Right) from Bucky's POV.
Avengers Bingo - Ends 2 June -- Goal: Blackout
Since this is just a 3 x 3 - I thought getting a blackout would be easy, but I’ve been a bit distracted - so here’s the plan for completing my remaining four squares:
Col C/Row 3 -  Edit & post fic to Ao3  for C3 - Dog Tags.   I wrote  A Piece of the Past  late last week - Sam POV  where he helps Steve with the titular item.
Column B -  Edit and Post fic/chapter  for  B3 - Mistaken Identity.  I’m circling back to  Decision at Sundown -  my RhFe Western AU. Chapter three is in progress: finally getting Tony on screen and together with Rhodey, but the mistaken identity part doesn’t really pay off yet - so I may have to add on a bit more. 
Column B - part 2:  Finish and post chapter for B2 - Crossover AU - looking at my Star Wars fusion Stucky/Stuckony fic:  Never More to Go Astray
Row 1 -  Edit and post fic for C1 - Babysitter AU.  Am working on a collab with Magica -  Peresmesnik (aka Three Avengers and a Baby). We’ve got one chapter drafted and are about halfway through the second; have been holding off on posting til it’s done, but may have to get it out there anyways.
Row 2 -  Write fic for  A2 - “Don’t Leave Me, Please.”  Leaning toward a Steve POV of the post-battle scene where Tony’s just fallen out of the sky.  Something short, but hopefully sweet.
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afewmarvelousthoughts · 8 months
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Just gonna talk about my current WIP
... and life. Because this is a nice cozy place where I can do that and only one of you knows me IRL.
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So, in July, I was laid off. Well, my team was laid off. One of the many casualties in the "who needs DEI" wave. I can't even be particularly mad about it because that job was horrible. I dreaded work every day and I'm pretty sure that had I stayed, my health would have suffered more than it already had.
Then came the burnout. That shit hit me like a freight train. I've spent the majority of the last 2.5 months trying to give myself space to rest as much as possible (while also job hunting because I'm not exactly in a position that I can just BE unemployed). And y'all, rest is hard. Like really hard. But we're working on it.
While I 100% view this as a time I can and must rest, it also feels like an opportunity to actually focus on writing.
Hell, if I'm being honest, it feels like the universe went, "You said you would do this if you only had time to dedicate to it. Here you go." Now I've just gotta do the thing. Which... is also hard.
I've had several WIPs bubbling away for years now. Ones I've shared with folks, ones people ask me about. But the one I'm focusing on right now I haven't shared with anyone.
It's too personal, but not in a way that folks would assume. It's not autobiographical (though it is set just outside of Boston, where I'm now calling home) or anything of that sort. It's simply that I'm so in love with the two main characters I'm nervous to say anything about the story to folks close to me until it's finished.
But no one is likely to see this so I'm gonna share a bit here:
Toni. Bless Toni. She's a little me and probably a little you too. The definition of someone running toward something even though far too many people think she's running away. She is a woman who refuses to accept good enough and deals with the repercussions of that--especially as a fat woman (a through line in most of my femme MCs). In her case, she chose to end a relationship with a man most people considered a catch--ya know a catch who thought he could convince her to have a baby she said she didn't want--and move across the country rather than allow herself to stay in a situation that made her miserable. Now, alone--save for her best friend a few towns over--she's rebuilding her life and unpacking the baggage that says she's unreasonable and unreliable for choosing her happiness.
And y'all... Cillian. Lord. He's a local boy--complete with that Bahston accent--and built like a tank. Everyone around him can see how golden his heart is, not because he wears it on his sleeve but because he has an aura of goodness that is almost impossible to miss. Were you to tell him that, he'd tell you you're full of shit. The thing about Cillian is that he's the kind of good that comes from going through hell. In his case, hell was literal war. Now, 10 years out of the military and 8 sober, he's still reconciling with parts of himself he'd rather bury. Think a little Bucky Barnes with a dash of Frank Castle and then the rest, well the rest is just Cillian: The boy who should have been a musician, not a soldier. The man who runs his family's bar and escapes to his property in New Hampshire when the world is too much. The 6'2" 275lb brick of muscle that collects floral robes and buys expensive sheets and falls so in love with a gorgeous plus size powerhouse of a woman that it undoes him a little.
I love them. I love how they're going to open up with one another, to allow the other to see the parts of them that are still bleeding and know that it will be ok.
(They also fuck like rockstars so there's that.)
I'm still working on the first draft, but I think I can have it done in the next couple of weeks. From there, revisions and then MAYBE eyes that aren't mine.
Hopefully, someone other than me cares about their slow conversations, the softness of their fall, the low stakes but high emotion of it all.
-sigh-
Anyway. That's been my world of late. Thanks for being the void tumblr.
Love ya.
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sambambucky · 2 years
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asdfghjkll; i drafted so much for sambucky au week and only finished one thing so far, please enjoy the beginning of my submission for day 5. Genre Themed: based on film or TV | The Office (US)
The scene opens with a view of your average office interior. Most of the space is taken by groups of desks clustered together, with a few cubicles towards the back. Everything is clean, but drab. 
Cheap carpet, laminate wood, and fluorescent lighting. Beige, grey, white.
“Working here is amazing, you know. Just a dream come true.” 
Sam Wilson's voice is kind, approachable, and confident as he speaks over mundane scenes from around his workplace.
”When I was a kid, I always imagined working in an outdated office with only three parking lot-facing windows.”
We see him now, center of frame and seated in front of the beige wall of a small conference room. A sliver of window shows us a few of his co-workers settling into their desks.
He's wearing a short sleeve button up shirt, a red burgundy that fits well enough. He's put together, goatee cleaned up, though there is a hint of sleepiness to his eyes.
More of his co-workers filter into the office space as he continues. 
“Trying to save small businesses a couple thousand dollars a year but pitching it like we’ve discovered the cure to Alzheimer's? It’s great.”
A few have backpacks, some with briefcases, but they all come in with someone at their side. The groups are mostly divided by team, talking animatedly as they make coffee and put away their lunch. 
“I swear when I was seventeen, I told my college recruiter: my biggest dream is to work at a desk forty hours a week for the rest of my life. Tell me what degree I need to do that.”
There is a singular private office near the front entrance. Tony Stark emerges the moment James Rhodes arrives, a comically oversized mug cradled in his hands. His exhausted expression brightens by degrees as they chat quietly and watch everyone else file in. 
Sam, still in the conference room raises his eyebrows, gaze off camera. He leans forward, tilting his head for a second before falling back fully into his chair.
“Sarcastic?" He laughs, a smirk on his face. "No one’s ever –”
A knock on the window rattles the plastic blinds and cuts him off, making him sit up and look up over the camera again. 
From the outside of the conference room, we see it’s Bucky Barnes at the window, looking visibly less put together. He kisses his middle three fingers before pressing them to the window, a sleepy, boyish smile on his face.
We can see, even from the outside view, that Sam’s smile is soft as he raises out of his seat to return the gesture. 
Natasha Romanova, in a sharp black pantsuit that is overdressed for this setting by several degrees, grabs Bucky by the arm and pulls him away from the window. They lean into each other as they speak, barely looking up as the walk to the back cubicles. 
Inside the conference room, Sam flops back into his chair and the frame with a sigh. 
“I can admit there are a few okay things about working here.”
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