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Hands, brown and beloved.
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littlebird616 · 2 years
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ohhh no, i’m entering my dom steve rogers obsession era again 🖐🏼
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littlebird616 · 2 years
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yoooo, thought I would share my new Zemo fan fic on here if anyone would like to read! (Joaquin Torres and Bucky also are contenders in the story)
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littlebird616 · 2 years
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PART 24. BECAUSE TIKTOK IS A BIATCH
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littlebird616 · 2 years
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YOOO orginal part 23, because tiktok can’t handle it 🖐🏼
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littlebird616 · 2 years
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Zemo left his little bird in prison
Based upon this tiktok I've made. _________________________________
People always wonder how you don’t get crazy. Truth is, you do. Life within four walls is draining. Anyone telling you something else is lying. Nobody knew that better than you. You had told yourself you would stop, behave and not listen to the voices in your head, but it had become impossible. That’s why you're still here, hanging on a thin thread inside your prison cell, talking to yourself. Or whatever voice that keeps you entertained. You fear becoming crazy, that’s fun, and you need to have fun to survive. Right now, life isn't that thrilling. You couldn’t help wondering, if life isn’t fun, what’s the point of living?
The voices recently came back. Shock, you haven’t always been like this. What happened was a tragedy. The kind the whole country should’ve grieved, but instead it was only you eating his Turkish Delight inside your own prison cell. You don’t even like Turkish delight, but that was the only thing he left for you. You tried to stop yourself from thinking of him, you didn’t want to give him that power. You're over him. You have already forgotten about his hazel brown eyes, his broad shoulders, and irritating smile.
You have no memory of him. You deleted them actually. You don’t even remember his way with words. The way he always had to be the smartest in the room. He used to say you needed to read more books, and you did, or… you let him read them to you. The last one he read before he left was quite entertaining. It was called, ‘The No in Love: Demaraction and devotion in the erotic relationship.’ You loved it, most of all because you got to listen to his dark, husky voice for hours whisper the most erotic words you can imagine. He tried to tell me that it was an important point behind the book, but you forgot the second he called you his little bird.
How can you even be his, when he’s not here. He is a bad, bad man. Leaving his bird to fly alone. Who does that? Leave their pet alone? It’s evil. He is evil, and you have no time for his sins. After all, you're wearing white. You're pure, you're innocent. Moving between the fabrics, elegant, alone. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine, without him.
In the distance you could hear heavy footsteps. They might be far away, but by the sound of their steps you could count four men walking towards you. You should’ve probably jumped down, and sit nicely on the floor, but you're not their pet, are you?
“Baa baa black sheep, do you think i’m a fool?” You begin to sing to the beat of their footsteps.
“Yes, sir, yes sir,
You think I’m dumb,
Listen to the guard,
Listen to the dame,
Follow what the baron say-”
You stopped dead in your tracks, not a note came out of your mouth. The steps came closer, and they sounded differently. One of them wasn't on beat with the others. One was the odd one out. You could feel your skin crawl. The odd one out sounded familiar. Heavy. Like he had the weight of the world wrapped around his broad shoulders. You didn’t dare… dare to hope. It couldn’t be.
“How have you been, my little bird?” A dark husky voice said as he revealed himself from the corner. A smug smile on his face, trying to save face from the embarrassment of the guards pushing him inside his old cell. They uncuffed his hands. You had often casted a glance at his hands… His fingers. A human being is allowed to dream. It was too bad the two of you were locked up in a high security prison. The only thing we had in here was dreams.
“Look at who’s back in prison,” you said with the biggest smile on your lips. You leaned forward, trying to get a better look of him,
“You always thought you were the shit,” you said with a laugh, as a smile appeared on his lips. He turned around so you were finally able to see his hazel brown eyes again. Oh, they made prison feel like home.
“Did you miss me?” You asked, playfully.
“You know, no guy has ever come back for me, I’m starting to believe that what we have is special, baron” You add on, telling nothing but the truth.
“You talk too much,” he said.
You could feel his eyes scanning your body. You missed being seen, desired. He was the only man inside the prison who made you feel this way. Special. All the thinking inside your cell, all your dreams… and fantasies, he was the face that appeared. You knew deep down, even if he wouldn’t admit to it at first, you were in his too. It was what made the games between you fun. You wanted to remind him of how special his bird was. You let your body fall in the fabric, hanging upside down in a split, before you jump down and let go of the fabric. You run towards the metal ceilings, leaning your heads towards it.
“Zemo has been a bad, bad boy,” you said like you were talking to a baby with a sad pouty face.
It felt good simply to say his name again, loud. Not an annoying voice, but someone you could physically place in front of you. It made him feel good too. He had missed the sound of your voice, however irritating you could be. He chuckled as he laid down on his bed.
“Don’t worry, I like them!” You shouted, to make sure that he heard you.
“I know you do,” he said with a smug smile as he closed his eyes. If only he could share his bed with you. 
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littlebird616 · 2 years
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littlebird616 · 2 years
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this was part 104, before tiktok deemed too much 🍑🕊
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littlebird616 · 3 years
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tiktok took down my first kylo ren edit, why? “dangerous individuals or organizations”
idk if i’m suppose to laugh or cry at the fact that i can’t post anymore on tiktok lol 🤌🏼
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littlebird616 · 3 years
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PART 46: Original part before tiktok took it down <3
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littlebird616 · 3 years
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i want to study daniel brühl
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littlebird616 · 3 years
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We're more alike than you think - The Book
sooooo, i'm writing a fanfic based on tfatws, and i thought why not post a few bits and bops here on tumblr. if you wanna read the full fanfic check out @littlebird616 on wattpad <3
Summary: You are helping Sam and James out on their mission. Zemo got an eye for you and catch you looking at his book.
Word count: 718
Warnings: It get's a lil bit hot and touchy, and a pet name, but nothing more really.
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It was first now that Zemo was quiet you had a question you wanted to ask him. It was a very simple question really, just where the heck are we going? You don't know if he deliberately didn't tell us the place this Selby woman was located or if he just forgot. Anyway, it irritated you that you couldn't prepare yourself for what was coming. The only thing you knew was that this couldn't be in Europe because of the flight time, which was a relief. Your eyes turned from the window to Zemo's book, trying innocently to get a glimpse of what this guy was reading.
"Do you want me to read for you? I think you would love this book."
It didn't even take seconds before he caught you looking. You rolled your eyes at him and leaned back in your seat. You had a discussion with yourself, did you wanna play along and see where this was going? Or just keep shut? You didn't know how much more time you had on the flight so you chose to give in. In many ways, this was a form of entertainment "I don't even know what you are reading." you mumbled and tried to look like you weren't really interested.
"Das Nein in der Liebe: Abgrenzung und Hingabe in der erotischen Beziehung" by Peter Schellenbaum.. It's about delimitation and surrendering in a erotic relationship..How progress of love relationships from the beginning, with all the enthusiasm and unbound hope, through to the skrinking back to normality.. where there's less excitement to explore each other... I think you would like this. "
Your eyes popped out. Hearing Zemo talk so eagerly about this subject made you slightly at unease, just hearing him say the word.. erotic.. made you.. feel a certain way you weren't comfortable with right now. This man, Baron Helmut Zemo had been in prison for 8 years, nearly 9 and this was the first book he chooses to pick up after breaking out of prison.. an erotic relationship advice book. You moved a little bit in the seat, searching for words to say. Zemo enjoyed this, seeing how you reacted to his words.
"I'm gonna have to turn that offer down. I'm not exactly the type for romance and I find these kinda books to be a bit... desperate." you said and tried to laugh it away. You couldn't even look at him without feeling shameful.
"Oh, really?" Zemo said with a smirk on his lips. He put a finger under your chin you nodded weakly. He couldn't help it but admire your face, it was so innocent.
"Just listen," he said and went back to a different page. He secretly put his hand on your thigh as he was holding the book. You knew you should've moved it the second it landed there, but you let it be. You could lie as much as you wanted to, but it felt good and he knew it.
"What ultimately motivates every love is the shadowy presentiment that one can become a new person through devotion and surrender to a Thou. That love often turns to hate does not contradict this assertion, but rather indicates the considerable difficulties that are bound up with the process of devotion and surrender to a Thou." he said with a gentle voice. He closed his book and looked over to you, waiting for your reaction.
You knew that Zemo was playing you, but what for was unknown. He was so gentle with his words, careful, something a man with history as his shouldn't be. You quickly looked away and out the window, giving yourself space to breath and collect yourself for a minute. You thought about what he said before you opened your mouth.
"What the book is saying, or what you are saying, is that to fall in love, you would have to surrender yourself to your partner? Right?" you said and looked back at him.
"Little bit more complex than that, but yes" he said and tried to read your face. You looked at him with a little smile "That's pathetic, I thought you were smarter than this Zemo." you said and moved his hand off your lap.
"Little bird, you still have much to learn"
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littlebird616 · 3 years
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We're more alike than you think - The Winter Soldier
sooooo, i'm writing a fanfic based on tfatws, and i thought why not post a few bits and bops here on tumblr. this is a #tb that y/n has with the winter soldier. if you wanna read the full fanfic check out @littlebird616 on wattpad <3 Summary: You are the only daughter of Magneto. You ran away from home when you were young and established yourself as a bounty hunter, that's when y/n meet the man ones only known as a myth, The Winter Soldier. You and the soldier became close, finding comfort with each other. You have the same powers as your father.
Word count: 1019
Warnings: hint at smut (?), mention of torture and brainwashing, absurd fluff.
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"You're sure about this?" you whispered close to the soldier's lips. The soldier gave you a nod. "It's easier when you're around" he said short but precisely. A little smile curled up on your lips "Then I will be there" you said and let your lips brush against his lips. You tilted your head, curious for what the soldier wanted to do next. His hands gently moving up and down your naked body. "What do you wanna do now, soldier?" you asked.  He answered your question with putting both of your hands above your head before he leaned down kissing you.
You could feel his cold metal hand holding you down on the mattress. It made you smile. The vibrations from the metal made you feel things. It was a mix between power and lust. Knowing you had the power to do whatever you wanted to do, and a lust for more. The Soldier knew this about you. You were one of very few people who didn't get scared of him. You wanted him for who he exactly was. Cold, determined and lonely. His arm, his metal arm was not a weapon or a burden for you, it was something you craved. It made him perfect for you, but he wasn't only perfect for you. You were perfect for him. You were calculated, smart and always had an understanding of what needed to be done. Many could describe you as cold, but the soldier had seen kindness in you. You were only very selective about who deserved it.
"We should go, we don't want to make Pierce wait" you whispered into the soldier's ear. He got the message and the two of you got dressed. Unlike the soldier, you stood free to choose what missions you wanted to take, that often being the one that paid best and Hydra was often the best paid operator. Did you support their cause? Absolutely not, but it sent a strong signal to your father and you liked the money.
It was your first time going in with the Winter Soldier to Pierce and you were already prepared for his snarky comments. They had tried many times to wipe his memory of you without succeeding and since you didn't really stand in their way, they had now given up on that part. You still enjoyed to see the annoyance in Pierce's face.
They would wipe him after every mission to make sure that he had no memories of the different people he would encounter on missions. Mostly to make sure he couldn't connect the dots. Every now and then they would freeze him down, it could be for a couple of months or just days, then they would let their little toy out again.
Those were the worst times. You had no idea of how long they would keep him frozen. It made you crazy not knowing, and it made you doubt your intentions with the soldier. From time to time you thought about the idea of breaking him out of the Hydra facilities, but you knew better than to mess with them and you let go of the thought.
"It's not too late for you to turn around Y/n." Pierce said as the Winter Soldier sat down in the chair. You smiled at Pierce. It must be funny for him to know that even if you had the power to kill him on the spot you couldn't. The man himself was a top agent with combat skills, but it was nothing against what you could do. You looked over to one of the doctors who were holding a scissors before you altered the magnetic field and snapped it out of his hands. You had no intention of hurting anyone, but you wanted to remind them of who really was in power. You played with it while looking up at Pierce. "He wanted me here."
"Your choice, don't say I didn't warn you" he said and turned around to look at the soldier.
"Y/n stays." the soldier stated while looking at you.
You smiled weakly at Pierce who clearly didn't like having visitors over. He looked annoyed at the scissor you were playing with before he caught it in his hands and put it back on the table. You tilted your head with an innocent smile at him before he turned back to the soldier. "Fine. Wipe him"
They pushed the soldier back in the chair and cuffed him into the seat. You wanted to be here for him, but you didn't like it. Watching your only friend get tortured and brainwashed was something not even you could enjoy, but you knew that the soldier wanted you here so you stayed.
The soldier started to breath heavily as the machine was getting attached to his face. You wanted to look away or even help the soldier out, but you knew Pierce would judge you for it, so you looked straight at the soldier. The machine started and the soldier let out a scream that hit you right to the core. Without even thinking you altered the magnetic field and moved everyone into the wall, so they stood as far as possible from the Soldier. You walked straight over to the soldier.
"Don't do anything stupid" Pierce yelled at you while the soldier was still screaming in pain. You looked over at Pierce with a smile before you took the Soldier's hand and just held it. You wanted to let the Soldier know you stood right beside him. Some of the guards tried to point their gun at you, but you just laughed and slammed their simple guns to the ground as they broke.
The machine stopped and you looked back at the soldier who was breathing heavily. You leaned down to his face and took out the gum they had put in there. You put a finger on his under lip and watched as it moved with his heavy breathing. You smiled when you saw that he was claiming down. You leaned closer to his face and kissed him. "Y/n stays." you whispered.
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littlebird616 · 3 years
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this, this is the only thing i really want.
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littlebird616 · 3 years
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everyone keeps talking about how they thought that zemo was testing bucky, to see if he still was the «killing machine» and that’s why zemo was smiling when he thought bucky would pull the trigger. this is deffo true, but hear me out..
in civil war after he got tony, bucky and steve to fight each other, he sat down and listened to his wife last voicemail. right after he tried to commit suicide.
am i the only one who thought that zemo smile when bucky pointed the gun at him was partly the fact that he genuinely was ready to die, had accepted and found peace with his fate?
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littlebird616 · 3 years
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Nick Fury’s ex-girlfriend «Madam Hydra» joining the MCU is something I never thought I needed, but are thankful for.
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littlebird616 · 3 years
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So how do we feel about the fact that Sharon Carter is playing both fields, working together with Batroc The Leaper?
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