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marveltrumpshate · 2 years

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November 2021 MTH fills part 1/2

Can you believe it’s just been one month since we announced the auction results? It feels like a lifetime! Once again, we’re thankful for everyone’s efforts in raising such a jaw-dropping donation amount as well as all the works that have come in throughout the month of November!

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@aquatigermice - Black Panther, Iron Man, and Rescue masks and extra pin goodies for @ashes0909

@arabesqueangel - “Loki: Professor Supreme” (616 Loki/Strange fic where Strange refuses to let Loki become a teacher at Strange Academy, but Loki tries to get into the school anyway) for @aurorawest (MTH 2020)

Cluegirl - “Salvage Rights” (Steve/Tony A/B/O historical romance arranged marriage AU fic) for @chibisquirt (MTH 2019)

@cutecumber-flower - Art of Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow kissing in the snow for @kalika999

@dracusfyre - “By Blood” (Bucky/Tony vampire AU fic) for mystifiedgal (MTH 2020)

@gottalovev - “Like a teardrop in your palm” (Steve/Tony enemies-to-friends-to-lovers fake relationship AU fic) for @goddess47 (MTH 2020)

@humapuma - “Three Alphas Walk into a Café” (Steve/Bucky A/B/O werewolf AU fic) for @moodywolff (MTH 2020)

@jaune-chat

- “Mountain Men” (Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow camping fic) for @kalika999 (MTH 2020) - “The Shape of Hydra” (Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow The Shape of Water AU fic) for @kalika999 (MTH 2020)

@juls-art - Art of Sam and Bucky in uniform, kissing for @yavannie

Juulna/@juuls - “Soulmates & Strangers” (vignettes from a Steve/Tony secret identity soulmates AU fic with commissioned art) for @ishipallthings (MTH 2019)

@kalee60 - “Express Yourself” (post-TWS Steve/Bucky fic where Bucky learns to heal through fashion) for @fingerprintbruises (MTH 2020)

@kandisheek - “A Beast That Few Can Master” (Bucky/Tony modern Beauty and the Beast AU fic) (MTH 2020)

Li Izumi/@li-izumi - “A Little Housekeeping” (616 Peter/Wade fic in Logan's POV where Logan suspects incorrectly that Wade is a bad partner) for lastofherkind (MTH 2020)

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clintbartonruinedmylife · 4 years

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Whumptober 2020 - Day 5

5. Where do you think you’re going

Clint knew that something was wrong, he just couldn’t put his finger on it. Something within SHIELD was really, really wrong. He had tried to keep an eye on it but since he was assigned to the Avengers it wasn’t easy. Most of his time he was in Stark… no… Avengers Tower, then in the newly built HQ.

But then Steve literally destroyed SHIELD because it was HYDRA infested and Nat threw all the secret SHIELD files into the internet.

He had to get away as fast as possible. If the world found out about his past… they would throw him into jail before he could say ‘hi’.

Fortunately he still had a few safehouses no one knew about, not even Natasha. He vanished when Nat had to appear in front of the senate.

In Massachusetts he ran into a group of former SHIELD agents, one of the STRIKE teams. He knew them. Rumlow, Rollins, Keller, Davis. He had just tried to sell his bike to a used car dealer when they appeared. Rollins saw him first and talked into his comm.

“Fuck!” Clint cursed and looked around. The others tried to surround him but Clint had trained with them often enough, he knew how they worked. They had their hands on their guns but they haven’t drawn them yet. After all, there were still other people around them.

Clint still had his helmet and when Keller was close he threw it. Of course they expected something like this but the tiny moment of surprise was enough for Clint to break through and jump behind one of the cars on the yard.

“Barton!” Rumlow bellowed. “Give up! You can’t escape!”

“Wanna bet?” Clint called back and lay down on the ground to crawl under one of the cars. He moved fast, crawled out into the open a few seconds later and sneaked behind a pick-up truck. Davis was close, he could see him looking under the cars and Clint used his chance. He moved, grabbed the man from behind and before he could call for help Clint had snapped his neck.

He peered around the corner before he grabbed the body and threw it onto the truck bed. His gun - he had drawn it in the meantime - lay on the ground and Clint took it.

As quiet as possible he sneaked through the rows of cars.

“Fuck,” he cursed quietly when he saw Keller coming in his direction. Silently he took out the magazine of the gun, took out a bullet, placed it on the ground and flicked it under the cars. It made a faint sound on the ground.

He peered again and saw Keller searching for the sound and that was distraction enough for Clint to reach the fence. He climbed and jumped over it and managed to duck behind a dumpster only a moment before a few bullets flew in his direction.

“Barton!” Rumlow yelled but Clint ignored him.

He was in a backstreet and he could see the street from his position. Unfortunately, they would see him, too. He peeked over the rim of the dumpster, took the gun and shot Keller. The guy dropped down and both, Rollins and Rumlow, looked in his direction… and Clint ran.

He stopped as soon as he arrived on the street, walked at a normal pace and went into the next store. He could see Rumlow and Rollins outside, searching for him and Clint grabbed a few pants and went to the changing booth. He stayed there for a few moments longer but when the shop assistant looked at him suspiciously he shrugged and nodded at the entrance door.

“I just saw my ex outside,” he said and she nodded understandingly and let him stay for a while.

He bought the pants when he left, he stole a car and left the city, he abandoned the car after Rumlow and Rollins found him somewhere in a godforsaken small town. He ran into them a few more times till he found out that they had bugged him.

Clint left back everything. He bought new clothes, new shoes, a new phone… and left everything else, even his bow. He traveled by bus, he hitched a ride every now and then or he simply walked.

And then he could finally see it. In the middle of nowhere, surrounded by trees and fields… and nothing else. The farm. His family’s farm. He was back where everything started. He was home.

#whumptober2020 #no.5 #on the run #avengers #fic #minor char. death #clint barton #hawkeye #brock rumlow #jack rollins

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sokoviaaccordsarticle16 · 2 years

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alphabet meme

W, P, and L!

🐙🐙🐙

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves (chars you’re neutral on are fair game, as are chars you dislike)

Ooh Alexander Pierce! Not a character I dislike at all, but I’m completely neutral on him, and he’s not my favorite for HTP stories. That being said - Robert Redford’s ACTING?? Amazing! The calm, affable facade that never really seem to crack? His smiling veneer of grandfatherly geniality?? So great and creepy! I love the sense of total control he maintains at all times, especially in front of superhumans (Steve and Bucky) that could physically destroy him. And he is a consummate diplomat - he’s always trying to convince others to join his cause, right up until the very end. And unlike some political villains, he’s also not afraid to get his hands dirty.

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas)

Ooh I’ve discussed this with @spintwinwb a bit, but an AU where Jack Rollins is an EKO Scorpion soldier in deep cover as a sleeper agent in Hydra. (Would that be a triple agent?? Reverse double agent??) this is largely based on how sexy Callan Mulvey is with an Eastern European accent (watch his clips in Power, everyone!)

W - 5 favorite ships and 5 kinks you like best for said ships

Rumlow/Bucky - abuse of authority; non-con… but with feelings (bad ones! …sexy bad ones!); dehumanization; internalized homophobia (from Brock); PRAISE KINK

Zemo/Bucky - dub-con; heavy dom/sub; light pet play; unhealthy coping mechanisms; Bucky retreating back into the Soldier’s headspace

Rollins/Bucky - Jesus frankly I’m not even sure I have specific kinks for these two. I just love the idea of Rollins being mostly asexual but enjoying getting Bucky all hot and bothered. I guess some dom/sub elements in this one, too, with Rollins as the unflappable, amused dom/top.

Angel/Cordelia - oh god, again, not sure if I have specific kinks for these two I just LOVE THEM so much! Frankly I see Cordelia more as the top, but I love some Angelus/Cordelia action too, especially where she can hold her own.

Darla/Angel(us) - ooh that borderline incest dynamic first off is delicious; masochism/sadism; co-rapist couple; open relationships; emotional manipulation

#thanks for the ask!!

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the-beastslayers-queen · 5 years

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Magic and Moonlight: Chapter 1

Here’s chapter one. No warnings yet. I will add warning appropriate. Tagging: @queenofthearchitect Message me if you want to be tagged in this. Enjoy!

“Thea,” your roommate, Charlotte, called as she poked her head into your room, “Time to get up so we can head to the PC.”

“Five more minutes, mom,” I mumbled as I turned away from my door.

“Theadora Rose Bartlett, wake the fuck up,” Charlotte ripped my quilt off my sleepy body, “We have training and promo class today. Now move or I will sit on you.”

I groaned and finally got up. Seeing as I had showered last night, I opted to just dress myself in my typical work out ensemble of a sports bra, loose tank top, workout leggings, and my cross-trainers. I ran my hairbrush through my tangled, loosely curled hair, and pulled it back into a messy bun near the top of head.

Once I was done, I grabbed my gym bag with my spare change of clothes, and went out into the tiny living room and kitchen of my shared apartment here is Orlando, to see what Charlotte made us for breakfast since it was her turn to make it today.

“About time,” Charlotte smirked as she dished up my share of scrambled egg whites with Colby-jack cheese melted on top, “Oh I think you forgot to put on something today.”

Charlottle tapped on her neck, which made my eyes go wide. I forgot my choker necklace I always wore. Since I was very powerful with my magic and having The Morrigan, one of the most powerful ancient witches, in my soul I had to wear it to suppress most of my magic so I can blend into society.

“Oh shit,” I ran into my room and found my choker on my side table. I quickly slipped it on and sighed in relief.

I was worried you’d forget I was here, ma darling.

“How can I forget,” I mumbled to myself, when I was really talking to Morrigan, “You make me a danger to a lot of people when you get in one of your moods.”

I get in my moods to protect us, child.

I just rolled my eyes as I rejoined Charlotte to eat our breakfast before leaving.

Once Charlotte and I got into the PC, she went off to hang with her friends Becky, Bayley and Sasha. I opted to go off into an isolated corner to start stretching before being my training routine. I trained in parkour and tumbling and I used yoga for post-workout recovery. I saw it as a means to help me with my style of wrestling. I loved to just fly from off the ropes. I lived to be agile and strike quickly. I also liked being flexible so I can’t get submitted easily.

I was lost in my thoughts, stretching to get loose before I’d climb into a ring to run the ropes to warm up, when I looked up at very tall presence in front of me. I looked up and saw this very attractive man with dark brown, almost black hair, with a shock of blond to the right of his face. He had a well-kept, but short beard on his face. But his eyes, oh his eyes were a beautiful warm brown that I swear was making me melt under his warm gaze.

“I’ve never seen you here before,” he held out his hand to me as a soft smile graced his lips, “I’m Colby, but my ring name is Seth Rollins.”

“Thea Bartlett,” I took his hand as I righted my posture, “My ring name is Casey Ferguson.”

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Thea,” Colby smirked, “I’ll see you in the ring later. Maybe I’ll see what moves you got.”

He walked away, going over to a pair of guys standing off in another corner. One had shaggy, dark strawberry blond hair that was tousled all over the place. The other was much taller than both, and was much bigger overall. He definitely looked Samoan and he had black hair, pulled back in a neat and tight bun.

“Thea,” I looked up to see Charlotte coming over with Becky and Bayley, “I see you’ve met one of the resident hotties here at NXT.”

“You mean Colby right,” I asked her innocently. As I looked over at the three men, I noticed that Colby was looking over at me, his eyes locking with mine for a moment. I swear, I thought I felt my magic stirring in me, making me worry a little if I accidently exposed my true nature all because of a guy I just met.

I think I know what’s going on here. You got a crush on him.

Go away, Morrigan. You’re not helping.

Maybe he’s your, our, soulmate. After all your crescent moon faces the left. And I sense he’s not human.

Drop it, Morrigan.

“Is she bothering ya again, lass,” Becky asked.

“When doesn’t she,” Becky was a druid, so she knew all about Morrigan, my parasite in my soul.

“So you met Colby,” Bayley waved over at Colby, “He’s a nice guy actually. And I will let you in on a little secret. He’s not human. I can tell.”

I just shook my head and went to climb into the closest ring to me. Charlotte and the girls hopped up onto the apron and watched as I started to run the ropes. I started to do back bumps and kip ups, trying to get my muscles to start firing and warming up for sparring practice later. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Colby and his buddies come over to lean against the apron opposite of the girls. Colby’s eyes followed me as I ran the ropes. I think I saw him wince every time I did a bump.

Once I felt I had ran enough through the ropes, I decided to do some work flipping off the turnbuckles. I wanted to work on my recoveries from leaping off the ropes, just in case any of my opponents roll out of the way of my high-flying diving attacks.

You have an admirer. His eyes haven’t stopped following you the ring.

Morrigan, not now!

Of course, being distracted by Morrigan and her observations, I didn’t pay attention to my footing on the ropes, and I ended up slipping off the turnbuckle and got my ankle stuck. I screamed in pain as I felt a pulling sensation on my ankle as I dangled precariously in the Tree of Woe position.

“Oh shit,” Colby dove into the ring and immediately came to my aid. Charlotte also came to help, “Hang on, I got you. Char, can you help me out. I’ll hold her while you untangle her leg from the ropes.”

Charlotte nodded at him as she got a grip on my ankle. Colby scooped me up into his arms, holding me close to his chest to get my body weight off my ankle so Charlotte could release me. I winced as Charlotte moved my ankle, trying to not scream out in pain. The last thing I needed was to be seen like this in front of Colby, but too late for that.

Thanks, Morrigan.

Not my fault you can’t multitask.

“Alright you’re free,” Colby helped you stand up a little, not letting you entirely, “Can you stand on your foot?”

I went to put weight on my bad ankle, but I immediately winced and nearly fell. Thankfully, Colby hadn’t left my side yet, and caught me before I could fall.

“Nope,” I winced as I leaned against him, “This is the worst kind of luck. I don’t want to miss anything this early on into NXT. Fuck.”

“Hey it happens,” Colby helped me over to the ropes, by his friends, “Hey Roman, can you help me get her out of the ring. She needs to go to the trainer’s room to get checked out.”

“Sure thing, Uce,” Roman got closer to the ring apron, “Lay her down and I’ll help her down from under the ropes.”

Colby laid me down on the matt, being careful of my ankle. Roman reached over and pulled me into his arms and held onto me as Colby rolled out of the ring. Roman handed me over to Colby and he took me to trainer’s room.

As I got settled on the exam bench, I hadn’t noticed my birthmark was exposed. I looked over at Colby and he was looking right at my birthmark on my hip. My crescent moon. I instantly panicked and fixed my tank top to cover it.

“Your birthmark,” he started before swallowing heavily, “Is it a crescent moon? Are you a witch?”

“Yeah,” you answered both of his questions at the same time. You decided to prove it to him by conjuring a lily in my hand. I held out my hand for him to take the lily from me.

“Wow,” Colby was in awe as he took the lily into his hand, “I mean I’ve heard of witches, but I’ve never met one before. Or at least not knowingly anyway.”

“Ah,” I simply nodded. I was about to speak again when I trainer came into the room.

“Alright, Miss Bartlett, let me get a look at your ankle,” the trainer started to check on my ankle as Colby started to make his way over to the door.

“I’m going to wait outside the room,” Colby said, “I can come back after you’re done and I can help you get back out into the floor for promo class.”

Once we were released for the day, the sun had long since gone down. My ankle was going to be fine in a couple days. Thanks to Colby’s quick thinking, he saved me from severe damage and my ankle was only strained. So, I just had to wear a brace on my ankle and rest for a couple days.

“Hey Char,” I called to Charlotte as I grabbed my keys and my jacket, “I’m going out to the park for a walk and to take in the moonlight, don’t wait up for me.”

“Be careful,” Charlotte warned, “If you need me to come walk you back, give me a call okay.”

I nodded and headed out. The night air was cool and felt pretty nice. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky and the breeze was calm. As I walked to the park, I was careful to not put too much of my weight on my bad ankle. Once I got there, I took a seat on my usual bench, and gazed up at the stars.

“I wish I could meet my soulmate,” I huffed to myself. All the people I grew up with had found their partners during grade school, but I hadn’t. I mean I knew I had someone because of the mark on my hip, but it still hurt to not have my soulmate yet.

I was lost in my thoughts when I heard a twig snap. The sound startled me as I looked over at the bushes not far from my bench. I stood up slowly, ready to lash out with my magic if I needed to.

Something is in the bushes. I can’t tell if it’s friend or foe.

I approached the bushes cautiously. I had to be extra careful because of my ankle, but I was curious and little scared.

“Who’s there,” I called out toward the bush, “Show yourself.”

There was movement in the bush. I was startled by what came out of the bushes.

It was a wolf. A werewolf to be exact, and he was fairly large one. He was a beautiful deep brown color with some patches of white on his paws and chest. His eyes were the most beautiful feature about him, they were a warm chocolate brown. They looked similar to Colby’s but I wasn’t too sure do to the darkness of the night.

But as I looked into his eyes, I felt this weird sensation. I was tingling all up and down my body. I knelt down to the wolf as he approached me. He bowed before me before he laid down in front of me, resting his chin on his front paws. I tentatively held out my hand to him. The wolf sniffed me before he nudged my hand and licked it. I decided to pet him behind his ear and I swear he gave a groan of approval at my action.

But in that moment, I knew that this wolf was special to me. Even Morrigan knew.

I think you just found your soulmate. I feel this wolf’s imprint on you.

#seth rollins x oc #seth rollins fanfic #seth rollins fanfiction #seth rollins fic #wwe fanfiction #wwe fic #wwe fanfic #werewolf!seth rollins #witch!oc #supernatural/occult!au #magic and moonlight

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jarmes · 5 years

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The Mahogany Grandfather Clock

The long story of an old clock and its many owners...

The grandfather clock ticked for 82 years before finally stopping. The clock, a mahogany masterpiece with silver gears, always felt out of place when compared to the squalor of its surroundings. Perhaps it was fitting for it to break down and become nothing more than another piece of junk sitting in the back of an attic. The clock was built in 1924 by Johan Green, a clockmaker known around the globe for his exquisite skill with gears. Green sold the clock to a now-defunct store for 500 dollars. There it sat, for another three years, until it was bought by Henry Rollins.

Rollins, a Great War veteran who stumbled into vast wealth when he struck oil, always struggled to fit in with the high society types of his time. No matter how hard he tried, his roots kept shining through his guise of class. The way he pronounced certain words, his ignorance of societal norms, his clothes that never seemed to fit quite right, these things made Rollins stand out against the wealthy plutocrats of the 1920s like a beacon shining on a foggy night.

Rollins hated the fact that he was different, and dedicated himself to hiding his imperfections. Rollins spend money fast cars and loose women, golden watches and smuggled liquor. He bought a massive mansion to host glamorous parties. And, in 1927, he bought a mahogany grandfather clock to display in his parlor.

If the clock had eyes, it would have seen the way Rollins acted at his parties. It would have seen the way he skirted around the dance floor, looking for a beautiful woman to dance with. In 1928, it would have seen the day Rollins guided Elenor Truman to his study.

In truth, Elenor and Henry never loved one another. Their marriage was one of convenience. For Henry, Elenor was yet another way to prove he belonged among his wealthy peers. For Elenor, Henry was a way to preserve her lavish lifestyle. This marriage, one absent of love, could have survived if Henry’s wealth persisted. But, when the market collapsed in 1929, Henry and Elenor’s relationship followed it into the abyss.

Henry abandoned his schemes of social growth and jettisoned his lavish spending habits. The parties ceased, the cars were sold, and the mahogany grandfather clock was moved into his study. Henry’s attempts to save money were a blight on Elenor’s existence. The two spent countless hours fighting over money.

One early sticking point for the couple was the topic of housework. Henry, being the pragmatic man he was, resisted the idea of wasting money on servants. Elenor, a pampered socialite unprepared for the labor required to keep such a massive mansion clean, complained and forced Henry to hire a single maid. Years later, when a bitter Elenor looked back on her life, she would often curse herself for this decision.

The maid the Rollins’s hired was a young woman by the name of Elma Truman. Although Henry initially disliked wasting money on Elma, he soon grew to appreciate the familiarity she brought to the mansion. In his attempts to purge himself of all evidence of his past, Henry had abandoned those who he once considered friends. Elma, a woman whose poor grammar and old clothing was so similar to those of women he knew in his youth, easily stole Henry’s heart.

If the clock had eyes, it would have seen the passionate kisses Henry and Elma shared in the study. It would have seen the beginnings of an illicit affair. And, in 1935, it would have seen the day Elenor entered the study holding a gun.

The clock would have seen the tears dripping down Elenor’s face, shed for reasons she couldn’t explain. If the clock had ears, it would have heard the sound of a gunshot. And, if it could feel pain, it would have screamed in agony when a bullet pierced the heart of Henry Rollins and dented the clock’s silver gears. The clock, a masterpiece built by Johan Green, kept functioning for another 71 years after Henry’s death. Still, the dent in its gear caused an annoying scraping noise that accompanied every tick.

If the clock had ears, it would have heard Elenor’s terrified call to the police. It would have heard her claiming that a negro broke in and murdered her husband. It would also have, three days later, heard Elenor’s sobs when she learned that Henry had willed the house to Elma Truman.

Henry’s death shook Elma to the core, not just because she lost someone she cared about, but because she was unable to tell anyone why his death affected her so deeply. Elma’s husband Jack, a kind man who worked in the local canning factory, assumed his wife was just being overemotional. Perhaps that is why he ignored her pleas to sell the mansion.

The Trumans moved into the mansion. Soon, word spread through their extended family about Elma’s newfound wealth. Two weeks after the death of Henry Rollins, Elma’s brother Scott Lincoln joined the Trumans in the mansion.

Although Elma loved her brother, she hated the way he mooched off his loved ones. Scott, the youngest of eight siblings, had lived with his parents until his father kicked him out of the house at twenty-five. Scott then did a circuit of his family, taking what he wanted with no remorse until he was inevitably kicked out.

If the clock had ears, it would have heard the hushed conversations between Elma and Jack about their new houseguest. It would have heard Elma politely asking Scott to clean up after himself and hear her angrily yell at him to get a job. It would have heard, two years after Scott moved in, Elma ask him to leave and never come back.

If the clock had a nose, it would have smelt the smoke of the burning mansion. If it had eyes, it would see the crimson flames that engulfed the study. And, if it could feel heat, it would have felt the blazing inferno Scott set the night he left the mansion. The clock, a masterpiece built by Johan Green, kept functioning for another 69 years after Scott sat the mansion ablaze. Still, its once beautiful mahogany casing was charred into an ugly mess by the heat of the flames.

The Trumans moved back into their cramped two room cottage. The clock, recovered from the smoldering remains of the mansion, was placed in the Trumans’s living room as a memento of their now combusted wealth.

If the clock had eyes, it would have seen the day Jack received a letter from the army telling him that he’d be leaving home. And, two years later, it would have seen the day Elma received a letter from the army telling her he wouldn’t come home.

After Jack’s death, Elma spent a lot of time staring at the burnt grandfather clock. The clock, a reminder of her affair with Henry, hurt her in ways she couldn’t explain. With tears on her eyes, she moved the clock into a back closet.

Elma joined her husband in 1959. Her nephew, the illegitimate son of her brother Scott, inherited the house. The nephew, a struggling musician named Will Plume, had helped take care of her in her dying days. Will sold the two bedroom cottage to a newly married writer. The clock, he kept.

Will gave the clock to a girl named Marcy in an attempt to woo her. His wooing attempt worked, and the two wed in 1962. The clock was placed in storage. Will and Marcy traveled the country, playing music to small crowds of hippies. In 1965 Will, like his uncle before him, received a letter telling him that he was going to war. Unlike his uncle, he came back alive. For the most part.

Part of Will stayed behind in Vietnam. The laid-back, cheerful man who Marcy fell in love with disappeared, replaced by a broken shell. Marcy worked as a schoolteacher and raised her and Will’s children, as Will drifted farther and farther into depression.

Marcy tried to understand Will, tried to comfort him when he had his night terrors or on the days when he couldn’t get out of bed. A few years after the war, Marcy got the old clock out of storage, in an attempt to cheer Will’s spirits.

The clock reminded Will of his Aunt. He spent a lot of time thinking about how peaceful she looked when she died. Will shot himself in 1974. The clock, a masterpiece built by Johan Green, kept functioning for another 32 years after Will’s death.

Marcy raised her children by herself. Her elder daughter, Jenny, became a politician and fought for veterans health. Her younger daughter, Elma, studied medicine and became a psychologist. Marcy was so proud of her children. She wished Will could have seen them grow up.

In 1998, Marcy invited her daughters and their families over for Thanksgiving. If the clock had eyes, it would have seen Elma’s son Eli bump into it, distracted by his Gameboy. If it had ears, it would have heard Marcy’s screams of rage and the apologies she gave afterward. If it could feel, it would have screamed in agony as its face popped off and rolled away. The clock, a masterpiece built by Johan Green, kept functioning for another 8 years after being knocked over.

Marcy, unable to relinquish her memento of Will, moved the clock into the attic, where it sat for another eight years. During this time, the clock kept ticking, kept keeping time for an audience of cobwebs. In 2006, the clock finally stopped ticking. If it had eyes, it would have cried.

Marcy died in 2008. The clock was inherited by Jenny and placed in a storage locker. There it sat, alone and broken, for nine years. In 2017, the locker’s contents were auctioned off to the owner of an antique shop.

The shop owner was delighted to find a piece made by Johan Green abandoned in the back of a storage locker. The shop owner paid a man to restore it. The dented silver gear was buffed into shape, the charred mahogany was sanded and repainted, the missing face was reattached, and the old gears were rewound. The clock, a masterpiece built by Johan Green, ticked once more.

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agentcrossbones · 7 years

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"Rollins has died."

the meme: ☠️

He didn’t expect the news, he really had been hoping...what had he been hoping for? That his SIC would make it out okay and everything would fine? He shoulda known that since the building went down, that Jack woulda gone down with it. It made these burns so much more unfair. That he went down with the building and came out half charred and barely alive, while Jack lays among the rubble, probably barely recognizable.How long had Jack laid there before he died? Was it immediately? Or did he lay there for hours, waiting to be uncovered from the trap? His SIC was dead and there was nothing to do about it. But instead of sadness bubbling up in Brock, the kind that has a lump in your throat, that leaves your voice cracking and hoarse under the stress, a certain anger flared up beneath his skin in thick, blood lusting waves. There was someone to blame for this. He couldn’t blame the Asset for it, even if he did fail his mission, even if he did completely ruin it all.No, there was someone to blame for this and he could feel the emotions welling up inside, begging to be let out. His body may be broken to hell, but he had time. He had time to think over his plan.

His plan to assassinate Captain America. The man that killed his best friend.

#uh #brock #you were supposed to be sad i think #not...not angry like this #oh my #oh oh my #save tag #idk what to tag this #but #im gonna guess this is why he wanted to kill cap in the first place #even if it was not completely clear in CW #welp #enjoy #Anonymous

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marveltrumpshate · 3 years

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June 2021 MTH fills part 1/2

Happy summer! If you live somewhere hot, keep cool by staying indoors and enjoying these works.

The best way to see all the fills that have been shared with us is our monthly roundups tag or our #MTH-fills channel on our Discord, but you can also view them through the following methods:

Our Tumblr tags: 2018, 2019, 2020

Our AO3 collections: 2018, 2019, 2020 (only has works posted to AO3)

Completed works tag list: 2018, 2019, 2020

To find specific content, use our completed works tag lists above which includes instructions on how to search for a particular character, gen or romantic relationship, universe, and fanwork type.

@artgroves - “Your Plans and those Slow Hands” (616 ‘60s-era Steve/Tony relaxing together in an armchair in the Avengers mansion library) for @nostalgicatsea, @betheflame, @sineala, @magicasen, @kiyaar, InfiniteGem, @tonbotomoe, @hundredthousands-art, @ishipallthings, and wynnesome (also on Tumblr and Twitter)

@avidreader6 - “Invisible Strings” (Sleeping Beauty soulmate harem Steve/Tony AU fic) for @amiyusesha

Embroidery by Rebecca/@embroid-away - Cross-stitch embroidery piece of Rogue and Remy hugging, based on the cover of X-Men #24 (1993)

Eriot/@latelierderiot - Rotoscope of Bucky and Tony kissing for @kimmycup, @missmoodybear, @saganarojanaolt, @rise-up-ting-ting-like-glitter, @wonderland-girl, and @bill-longbow (also on Twitter)

@kowaiyoukai - “The Face of America” (Steve/Tony soulmate fic where both of them get their soulmarks on live news) for @mizzy2k (MTH 2019)

Neutralchaos/@chaosdraws - Art of Brock looking at angry mer!Jack Rollins in a tank for @kalika999

@neverweremine - “The Best of Intentions” (Harry Osborn/Peter Parker Hanahaki AU fic set in the 2018 Marvel's Spider-Man video game) for imbaby_ca

@newtypeshadow - “you deserve good things (please say I’m a good thing)” (Bucky/Tony no powers matchmaking fic) for @betheflame

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March 2021 MTH fills part 1/3

Happy spring! The best way to see all the fills that have been shared with us is our monthly roundups tag or our #MTH-fills channel on our Discord, but you can also view them through the following methods:

Our Tumblr tags: 2018, 2019, 2020

Our AO3 collections: 2018, 2019, 2020 (only has works posted to AO3)

Completed works tag list: 2018, 2019, 2020

To find specific content, use our completed works tag lists above which includes instructions on how to search for a particular character, gen or romantic relationship, universe, and fanwork type.

@ali-aliska “Safe House” (post-CA:TWS Bucky/Tony secret identity hurt/comfort AU fic) for @whatshouldntbe (MTH 2019)

@areiton - “chains around my daemons” (Steve/Tony soulmate daemon AU fic) for @bthehufflepuff208

@bachaboska - “Second Chance” (video where Brock Rumlow is used by the Avengers to find his lover, Jack Rollins) (also on AO3) for @kalika999

@blue-scribbl3s - Art of pre-serum Steve on a white background with red and blue watercolor paint splatters for @haspel-and-berry (MTH 2019)

@cakeisnotpie - “The Hawk and the Mage” (12th-century masked heroes Clint/Phil AU fic) for @miladydragon

Celticas/@quartzcelticas - “A Bullet is Worth a Thousand Words” (Bucky/Daisy post-TWS/AO3 season 3 fic where both of them meet while on the run) for @jaune-chat

@flightinflame - “Her Flawed Gem” (Emma/Scott hurt/comfort fic) for @mmgth

@geekymoviemom/@geeky-writes - “Heart of Blue” (fluffy, domestic Superfamily fic that is a missing/extra scene from their fic "Pieces of Echoes") for positronic - “Trapped in the Shadows” (Steve/Tony bookstore AU fic) for @betheflame

@glittercake - “Shaken” (PI!Sam/barman!Bucky meet cute AU fic where Sam goes to a dive bar to investigate disappearances in the city and meets Bucky) for @velociraptorerin

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March 2021 MTH fills part 3/3

Part 1 | Part 2

The best way to see all the fills that have been shared with us is our monthly roundups tag or our #MTH-fills channel on our Discord, but you can also view them through the following methods:

Our Tumblr tags: 2018, 2019, 2020

Our AO3 collections: 2018, 2019, 2020 (only has works posted to AO3)

Completed works tag list: 2018, 2019, 2020

To find specific content, use our completed works tag lists above which includes instructions on how to search for a particular character, gen or romantic relationship, universe, and fanwork type.

Regularity - “Spider-Woman Complicates Everything” (post-Secret Invasion Carol Danvers/Jessica Drew/Jennifer Walters soulmate fic) for asexualartemis

@semperfiona - Podfic of “Breaking the Ice,” a Steve/Bucky hypothermia/huddling for warmth fic by @dsudis for @seleneaurora

Slothie - Aaron Davis and Miles Morales owl plushies for simply-charlie - Brock Rumlow and Jack Rollins bat plushies for @kalika999

@st4rking - Art of a topless Steve kissing Tony who’s wearing a crop top for @gotthesilver

Tipsy_Kitty/@tipsyxkitty - Podfic of “On a Pale Horse,” a Steve/Bucky fantasy AU fic by leveragehunters where Steve is a human transformed into a horse by a curse for @potterspink

WinterRaven/@ravensonata - “Light me... and I’ll burn for you” (firefighter!Steve/teacher!Bucky AU fic) for stucky1980 (MTH 2019)

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August 2020 MTH fills part 2

See part 1 here.

The best way to see all the fills that have been shared with us is our monthly roundups, but you can also check out the MTH 2019 tag on our Tumblr, “Marvel Trumps Hate 2019” collection on AO3, #MTH-fills channel on our Discord, or our monthly roundups at the end of this post. To find specific content, use our completed works tag list which includes instructions on how to search for a particular character, gen or romantic relationship, universe, and fanwork type.

You can see 2018 fills by checking out the MTH 2018 tag on our Tumblr, “Marvel Trumps Hate 2018” collection on AO3, #MTH-fills channel on our Discord, or our monthly roundups below. To find specific content, use our completed MTH 2018 works tag list.

@jaune-chat - “Needing Is One Thing, Getting Is Another” (Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow amnesia friends-to-lovers fic) for @kalika999

kozunos/@osheets - Art of vampire Stephen Strange and Pepper with blood on their lips and Tony lying between them with a bloody neck for @essouffle - Art of Stephen Strange affectionately touching Loki’s face while Loki grabs his shirt for @aurorawest

MarvelousMenagerie/@hddnone - “The Boyfriend Phenomenon” (MCU Bucky/Tony domestic fluff fic) for @echowolves

@nixie-deangel - “Privateers, We Be” (Bruce/Thor/Valkyrie pirate AU fic and moodboard) for @nachodiablo

@uofmdragon - “By the Bow” (Clint/Coulson medieval fantasy road trip AU fic) for @scifigrl47

PAST MONTHLY ROUNDUP POSTS

2018: November | December

January 2020 part 1 | part 2

February 2020 part 1 | part 2 | part 3

March 2020 part 1 | part 2 | part 3

April 2020

May 2020 part 1 | part 2

June 2020

July 2020 part 1 | part 2

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October 2020 MTH fills part 1

MTH 2020 is now over, and we’re tallying up donations. We know you’re all eagerly waiting to see the auction results and we’ll have them for you soon, but here are some MTH 2019 fills (and even two MTH 2020 fills which are on part 2 of this month’s fills master list) to enjoy while you wait!

The best way to see all the fills that have been shared with us is our monthly roundups below or our #MTH-fills channel on our Discord, but you can also view them through the following methods:

Our Tumblr tags: 2018, 2019, 2020

Our AO3 collections: 2018, 2019, 2020 (only has works posted to AO3)

Completed works tag list: 2018, 2019, 2020

To find specific content, use our completed works tag lists above which includes instructions on how to search for a particular character, gen or romantic relationship, universe, and fanwork type.

andSmitten/@issapocalypse - Brock Rumlow and Jack Rollin plush dolls in SHIELD uniforms for @kalika999

@areiton - “the long road home” (established relationship domestic fluff Peter/Tony fic) for sylvester

crinklefries/@spacerenegades - “Space Oddity” (post-Endgame Steve/Bucky and Loki/Thor fic where Bucky and Thor fall through a wormhole and travel through numerous realities in the multiverse) for aurilly

@cristinuke - “cold and hard and petrified” (Bucky/Sam/Steve hurt/comfort fic where Bucky adjusts to the idea that Steve and Sam aren’t his handlers and discovers something about himself) for @zepysgirl

cydonic/@spaceprincessorgana - “Charged” (Steve/Bucky AU fic where Steve mistakenly thinks Bucky, the escort Tony hired to get him laid, is the new nanny for his daughters) for giveusakiss4132

@epicstuckyficrecs - Cover art for "Like Real People Do," a lumberjack Steve/twink Bucky fic by and for 2bestfriends

PAST MONTHLY ROUNDUP POSTS

2018: November | December

January 2020 part 1 | part 2

February 2020 part 1 | part 2 | part 3

March 2020 part 1 | part 2 | part 3

April 2020

May 2020 part 1 | part 2

June 2020

July 2020 part 1 | part 2

August 2020 part 1 | part 2

September 2020 part 1 | part 2

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February 2020 MTH fills part 1/3

February was the month of love and wow, you guys were very busy celebrating that; we had SO many good MTH fills in February! You can see part 2 here and part 3 here.

Aida Ronan/@bisexualstarbucky - “Gravity and Time” (Steve/Bucky AU fic where an older Nomad Steve and war veteran Bucky meet on the beach in 2033) for @bookgeekgrrl

anxious_soul/@anxious---soul - “We Will Always Make Mistakes” (Clint/Tony 5+1 fic where Tony showers Clint with gifts and Clint misunderstands) for @ruquas

@ashes0909 - “Stories We Never Tell” (Steve/Tony A/B/O AU fic where Alpha Steve meets Omega Tony who's trapped in an abusive relationship with Alpha Stane and decides to help him) for LCottontail (MTH 2018)

@askmeaboutmyoctopustheory - “and he that shoots the best shall bear the prize away” (Bucky/Clint Robin Hood AU fic) for @jro616

Attolia/@untowardsnark - Podfic of “A Study of Stairways” (Peter Parker/Wade Wilson high school murder mystery ghost AU fic) for @sparkstar-trash

@bachaboska - “HYDRA” (Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow AU video where Jack and Brock were turned into Winter Soldiers without their consent and Brock sides with Steve and Sam to save Jack when Hydra keeps experimenting on him) for @kalika999

@beyond-myreach - Beta service for “IM Spotter” (pre-IW outsider POV fic featuring Tony visiting the café by Stark Tower) by and for Gyptian (MTH 2018)

@blue-scribbl3s - Art of happy Clint and Bucky wearing flower crowns for @sofreakinmanyfandoms (posted in November) - “Just a rather very intelligent system” (translation of “Bloß ein ziemlich intelligentes System,” a German-language fic about Tony and JARVIS through the years) for @untowardsnark

candycanedarcy/@hawksonfire - “Shift” (Bucky/Clint/Steve werewolf AU fic where Clint leaves the circus and stumbles across Bucky, Steve, and their pack) for @misterknife

Cat/@xxx-cat-xxx - “Vacation” (Bruce/Tony fic where an injured ankle forces Tony and Bruce to stay in a small village in the Indian Himalayas during their holidays) for @twentyghosts

PAST MONTHLY ROUNDUP POSTS

2018: November | December

January 2020 part 1 | part 2

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April 2020 MTH fills

Wow, can you believe it’s been half a year since the auction ended? We love all the works that have come in so far and are looking forward to more MTH 2019 fills over the next six months.

Amuk/@kumeko - “downsized” (Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow fic where Brock is shrunk to the size of a finger and Jack has to keep him entertained) for hhdiscord

@armellin - Art of pre-serum Steve kissing a shirtless Bucky for @kalika999

@deathsweetqueen - “i am the heart of a murdered woman” (Steve/Bucky/fem Tony mob AU fic) for @juuls and @justanotherpipedream - “neither of us dares to bleed” (616/MCU Bucky/Tony post-CA:CW crossover fic) for Mystifiedgal

@essouffle - Art of Doreen and Tony hanging out while working for Maia_saura

frostirontrash/WinterSabbath - “Fighting Them at Their Own Game” (Pepper/Tony royalty AU where Pepper and Tony are forced into an arranged marriage after Tony’s lover Steve is executed and Tony learns to love again) for @trashcanakin

Jessie Lucid/@lucidnancyboy - Art of sub Steve and dom Bucky from the fic series “Something in the Air” by and @astudyinsolitude-writes

Leshaya - “Nobody remembers who built the temple” (translation of “Никто не помнит, кто построил храм“ a Russian-language Pepper/Steve/Tony (sort of) post-Endgame fix-it fic) for @tehroserose

@pennydrdful - Art of Bucky in a casual outfit for @sofreakinmanyfandoms

@profoundlyexceeded - Art of Carol and Maria Rambeau sitting on a bed and holding hands for @talitha78

@ruquas - “I hated you, but I loved you too” (translation of a German-language Steve/Tony fic of the same name with Steve feeling insecure after confessing his feelings to Tony) for @festiveferret - “The Plan” (translation of “Der Plan,” a German-language Clint/Coulson AU fic where Clint asks Steve and Peggy for their blessing) for Celticas

Serinah/@serinah80 - “Extraction” (616 Clint/Tony AU fic with secret identities and spies) for @mizzy2k

PAST MONTHLY ROUNDUP POSTS

2018: November | December

January 2020 part 1 | part 2

February 2020 part 1 | part 2 | part 3

March 2020 part 1 | part 2 | part 3

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February 2020 MTH fills part 2/3

Here are even more February MTH fills that we loved! You can see part 1 here.

@donkringel - Art of Bucky in action as the Winter Soldier for @hydra-trash-gal

@gravesecret - Art of Jack Rollins and Brock Rumlow relaxing on a Sunday afternoon for @kalika999

@iam93percentstardust - “Electric Impulses” (Steve/Bucky/Tony AU fic where a lonely Tony creates holographic versions of his childhood heroes as a kid and continues to update them until the Avengers move in) for @juuls

Kalya_Lee/@hope-and-soap - Beta service for “What Do You Want From Me” (an IM1 canon-divergent fic with female Tony) by and for Gyptian (MTH 2018)

LittleWolf/@wolfwithapencil - Art of Bucky in a winter version of his tac suit, based on his black tac suit and Natasha’s white one in Black Widow for @lucidnancyboy

MarvelousMenagerie/@hddnone - “Worth a Thousand Words” (Eddie Brock/Tony Stark/Venom fic where Eddie is a pap photographer, Venom is a writer, and there's a reason they get all the juicy stories about Tony Stark) for @tisfan

@meganedoodledog - Clint/Bucky art for “Disarm,” a canon-divergent fic featuring Clint, Bucky, and Natasha for @kangofu-cb - Beastars AU chibi Spiderpool art for @amazing-spiderling

@musicalluna - “Touchy Feely” (Steve/Tony cuddle pollen fic) for @seleneaurora (MTH 2018)

PAST MONTHLY ROUNDUP POSTS

2018: November | December

January 2020 part 1 | part 2

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December MTH fills part 1

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE! HAPPY NEW DECADE! Welcome to the ‘20s! We can’t wait to see what this year and the upcoming decade has in store for everyone. May 2020 be full of creativity, productivity, and fandom joy for you all. Here are all the fills we got last month to close out the 2010s with a bang.

Aelfay - “Boys of Summer” (Bucky/Clint fic where Bucky and Clint inadvertently become parents to a goat, dog, and some bots and get together in the process) for @areiton

@angeolras - Art of Steve and Bucky dressed for winter and sharing a scarf for @spacerenegades

@artgroves - Chalk pastel art of genie!Bucky tenderly touching pre-serum Steve’s face as Steve clutches his shirt, from the Steve/Bucky fic, “If Wishing Made It So” by and for @leveragehunters (also on Tumblr and Twitter) (MTH 2018)

Cat/@xxx-cat-xxx - “Tougher Than The Rest” (Pepper/Tony post-IM3 hurt/comfort fic) for @newnewyorker93

Celticas/@quartzcelticas - “The look in your eye” (Clint/Coulson post-Avengers soulmate AU fic for @jadesymb

@chezamanda - “Never let me go” (Steve/Bucky canon-divergent post-TWS fic about huddling for warmth after crash landing on a mountain fic) for @zepysgirl

em/@em-dibujsb - Art of Steve and Bucky in Wakanda under a tree, surrounded by baby goats for Kay

GlassesofJustice/@rarepairqueen - “Inching Closer” (Nebula/Mantis & Nebula & Gamora fic where Nebula likes Mantis and asks Gamora for advice on how to approach her) for americanhoney913 (MTH 2018)

hobbitdragon - “A Good Match” (Anne/Dan/Eddie/Venom dom/sub poly fic with trans Eddie) for ItCameFromOuterAce (MTH 2018)

Jaune_Chat/@jaune-chat - “Sharing a Ride” (Hydrahusbands light dom/sub motorcycle sex fic) for @kalika999

See part 2 here.

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December 2018

January 2019

February 2019

March 2019

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May 2019

June 2019

July 2019

August 2019

September 2019 part 1 | part 2

October 2019 part 1 | part 2

November 2019 part 1 | part 2 | part 3

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