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megslovesbooks · 2 years

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Dreamin’ of the West Coast (aka the Piano Player Eddie AU!)

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art by the wonderful @benjaminrussell

a MiniBang for @buddiebigbang 2022

pairings/sidepairings: Eddie Diaz/Evan Buckley (pre relationship, don’t worry, this is endgame), Eddie Diaz/Shannon Diaz, Hen Wilson/Karen Wilson, Chimney Han/Maddie Buckley

triggers/warnings: some alcohol consumption, discussion of a failing marriage, one of the songs linked ‘Wild Turkey’ deals with the death of a loved one via suicide.

summary: When Eddie moved his struggling family to LA he wasn’t looking for a perfect Hollywood ending, he’d just wanted a fresh start. Two years later things are anything but easy, teaching high school music while trying to repair his failing marriage is taking its toll. When the chance to play with one of LA’s hottest up and coming bands lands on his door step it feels too good to be true. And if Eddie’s learned anything it’s that things that seem too good to be true are usually worse.

“Eddie! Eddie, hey wait up!”

It takes a minute for the sound of his name to register past the usual din of post school ruckus. The fact that it's Friday makes the halls of Central High even more chaotic than usual and by the time Lena Bosko, Marching Band instructor by day, rock band drummer by night, catches up with him the air is so full of the sound of high school kids making their weekend escape Eddie can barely hear her. Rolling her eyes, Lena snags him by the arm and drags him into the nearest open classroom.

“Lena what—“ he begins then tacks on “Hey Tom.” as the geometry teacher looks up in surprise from behind his desk at the intrusion. Lena ignores both Eddie’s question and the fact that there’s someone else in the room.

“What are you doing tomorrow?” she asks, and doesn’t wait for an answer. “It's a trick question. I’m going to tell you. You know my old friend Coop?” Eddie does, it's hard to forget the man who was one of LA’s most renown piano players until he lost an arm in that 7.2 earthquake a few years back. Eddie had just moved to LA with his wife and son; they hadn’t even found permanent housing yet. While Eddie had been trying to navigate getting his family somewhere with power and running water, Coop had been in surgery, losing his left arm at the elbow. He’d been caught under a flipped car and had amputated his own arm to save his life when it became clear help wasn’t going to arrive on time. He still plays with Lena’s band sometimes and he’s one of the most impressive people Eddie’s ever met. Lena doesn’t wait for an answer this time either.

“Well, he’s working as a sound tech down at the Orpheum this month, he and the manager go way back, and he called me last night asking if I knew any good piano players who were available for a super high profile gig tomorrow night. Obviously I thought of you.” She’s talking so fast now Eddie has to throw up his hands to slow her down.

“Lena, hold up, what are you talking about?”

“A job dummy.” Lena says, sighing as if she hasn’t been incomprehensible for the last fifteen minutes. “A BIG job. Coop only got asked about it because he used to fill in at the Orpheum sometimes back in the day, never something this big though. Apparently its so last minute the band doesn’t have time to fly one of their own people in. It's really good money, and it could be a huge break. Think of how badass your resume will look with something like this on it.”

“My resume? Am I job hunting?”

“Come on.” Lena says, flipping the long braid of her hair over one shoulder in exasperation. “Do you really love substitute teaching kids finger scales so much you want to be here forever.”

“Uh,” Eddie says, suddenly painfully away that Tom the Geometry Teacher is still in the room, not even trying to hide the fact that he’s listening to every word of this conversation. “Yeah, kinda.”

It's not a lie, he really does love teaching. he likes working with the kids, showing them how music can be more than just entertainment, how it can be a thread that weaves through their lives, the good and the bad. God knows it’s certainly saved his life a time or two. He’s even been considering going back to school to get his teacher’s license —subbing and private lessons only pay so many bills. That said, it’s hard to deny that part of him that’s always hoped for just a little bit more. But when does Eddie ever get what he wants? He stopped asking for things a long time ago.

“Fine.” Lena says, her smirk too knowing. “Then it can just be good money and a fun story to tell at parties. You know, assuming you ever turn into the kind of guy who goes to parties.”

“I go to parties.” Eddie insists, trying to ignore the way Tom snorts under his breath. “Ok. Back up. So you want me to—what exactly?”

“Ok.” Lena says, pulling out her phone and beginning to tap madly, “I’m sending you all the info Coop sent me. You’ll meet him at the venue at 9am tomorrow. The band’s manager wants to talk to you. If you get along, Coop says they’ll probably have you play for the group, so maybe practice something tonight, then assuming you get the gig they’ve got a rehearsal blocked out in the afternoon and the show in the evening.” She’s speaking so calmly Eddie can almost believe it isn’t the most insane thing he’s ever heard in his life.

“So I just need to call Coop and confirm?”

“Nope. Did that for you already.” Lena grins at the face he makes. “I wasn’t going to let you not take advantage of this opportunity.” Eddie’s phone vibrates and when he glances down he sees all the info as promised spelled out in black and white.

“You already told him yes? What if I had plans?”

“Do you?” She asks, and then when he can’t come up with an answer has the audacity to share a smirk with Tom. “I didn’t think so.”

“Lena—“ He begins, then falters.

He could fight her on this. It’s a bonkers plan and honestly, if anyone else had thrown him this kind of curveball he’d be pretty pissed about it. On the one hand it’s Lena, who always manages to keep him guessing while having his back at the same time. Mostly anyway. he can’t deny the way his heartbeat is picking up at the thought of getting to play in a group again. He hasn’t really been on stage in years. But on the other hand, he hasn’t really been on stage in years. There’s no guarantee he even gets the job, that he can keep up with whatever it is that they want him to do, and he has less than 24 hours to prepare. He should say no. That would be the sane thing to do.

“Fine.” He says, part resignation and part exhilaration. “But if this goes south you owe me many beers.”

“Trust me, Diaz,” she says, the wide smile on her face so bright he has no choice but to reluctantly grin back. “You’re going to be bringing me the beers.” She looks at him for a moment then says,“Well? Why are you still here? Go on, you’ve got work to do!”

She’s hustling him halfway out the door when he spins back to face her.

“Wait a minute.” he says, “You never told me the name of the band. Do I know them?”

“Normally I’d say yes, but you live under a rock so…?” She lets the sentence hang, but then relents at the sight of whatever his face is doing. “Sorry. Yeah, you ever hear of Station 118?”

Behind them, Tom the Geometry Teacher chokes on his coffee.

#911 on fox #911 fic #buddie big bang 2022 #eddie diaz #evan buckley #firefam #piano player eddie au #benjaminrussell #holy shit guys it’s finally here #this AU has been rattling around in my head for months #and even though this is just the first bit #it feels absolutely incredible to have it up #thanks to all the buddie big bang mods and organizers #this was my first bang and it was really fun

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starlight-time-machine · 7 months

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Week in Review

10/15/2023 – 10/21/2023

Sunday

My friend and I were both hype for the House S4 finale so we hopped on it when we both woke up. I think this is my favourite season finale in House, since it was the only one I remembered other than the series finale. The reveal was definitely shocking when I first watched it, and Wilson flexing his emotional acting is fantastic. Then we jumped right into S5, and the Hilson break-up angst is fun.

Manga Sunday time: MamaYuyu was fine, I kind of expected Escaba’s villainous turn since they emphasized his openness so much, but maybe they’ll do a double heel turn back to him being a good guy. The story was starting to shake up into the tried and true “group of young people (two guys and a girl) fight monsters” structure so at least there’s some movement happening here. I’m pretty close to dropping the manga as a whole, though.

Undead Unluck was great, I love when they pull out these big moments. Seeing Fuuko jump into surgery is fun, and seeing Rip and Latla do a three legged race I mean fight is both funny and heartwarming…it’s a clear evolution of Rip’s arc from a doomed loner shouldering the burden to someone who has to depend on others. I think Undead Unluck’s storylines have always been like, a pure distillation of shounen hype. It’s like the platonic ideal of characters who do their best and work together and better themselves for the people they care about, which could get boring if it weren’t for how genuine the writing feels and the interesting worldbuilding and the simple fact that it’s not all just teenage boys having these emotions but a variety of characters.

(Speaking of Undead Unluck, they just announced who the seiyuu for Mui is going to be and it’s not Homoto Akina or Liyuu…I’m sure Ishikawa Yui is a good fit but man…one of my favourite parts about reading Undead Unluck was seeing the little bits of Chinese and being amazed at how real it was…oh well…)

Ichinose Family is finally picking up a bit for me. After reading this and Takopi, I think Taizan 5’s brand is very much “strong premises and fantastical and intensely emotional and roundabout ways of getting to a simple and somewhat cliché truth.” So you’re telling me the various bouts of amnesia and dreaming and waking and running away would eventually lead the characters to realize that they need to face their problems and that the perfect family doesn’t exist and you just have to work at it? Wow there was no way I could’ve seen that coming. And to be honest, I kind of don’t buy that they’re such a wreck of a family to warrant all this prelapsarian desperation in the first place, but I guess it just speaks to their naïve mindsets. I am looking forward to the confrontation between Mom and Dad next week, though. I’m more interested in their relationship as a couple than the kind of played out familial relationships we’ve already seen between the other family members.

Aww the Dandadan chapter was cute, little Rin is adorable and it’s fun that the catboy in her fantasy is still a vampire catboy.

Marriagetoxin is fine, I’m still rooting for Kinosaki to be the endgame candidate for Gero but their relationship hasn’t progressed much lately beyond advisor and advisee. But since we already have canon lesbians, my hopes are still alive. The thing with Marriagetoxin that bugs me a little (aside from the action sequences that I literally could not care less about) is that I can feel the creator’s modern sensibilities in writing these female love interests and giving them real personalities and motivations and making sure they don’t end up just as damsels in distress (and I appreciate that), but when it comes to the actual romance it regresses to middle schooler levels of “oh no how do I talk to a girl.” Which, okay, I can accept that for Gero since it’s a part of his character, but it gets a bit tiring when even the cool ikemen love interest gets all blushy and embarrassed too. I’m sure people find it cute and moe and endearing but it just does nothing for me, and I wish we’d move past this general shyness around romance and, god forbid, kissing, but I guess I shouldn’t expect too much from a magazine aimed at teens. And comparing something to Chainsaw Man wouldn’t be fair, so I won’t. I guess I’m just wanting for a little more romantic progress instead of introducing new love interests and going through the cycle of Gero helping them and them becoming fond of him again, because it’s starting to feel like Marriagetoxin is spinning its wheels.

As expected, shady looking private investor guy has joined the team in Magilumiere. It’s fun seeing Sakuragi confidently chase her ambitions – she’s come a long way since chapter 1. I’m curious about the sudden focus on glasses lady whose name I can’t remember. I wonder if she’s just a conduit for information and will report back to Sakuragi and co about what she’s learned, or if this is hinting at her getting a storyline…

The latest Akane-banashi chapter was fine, I’m just not particularly emotionally invested in any of the characters and why they do rakugo. But I suppose it would’ve been hard for any rakugo centric series to capture my attention after Shouwa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu did it first. But I stay with Akane-banashi to learn about rakugo stories I don’t know, so I’ll stick with it until the end.

The One Piece chapter was good, I don’t have much to say other than I never expected to get a backstory flashback for Kuma of all people, but it looks like it’ll be pretty important.

It’s great to get another SpyFam chapter, and I always love the Damian/Anya ones. Damian’s shoujo filter for Anya is a fun visual gag, and the whole chapter wrapped up in a wholesome and funny way. I enjoy these comedy slice of life chapters as much as I do the spy or assassin mission chapters, but I do wish we could use them to progress a bit more in the social games that also play a part in Loid’s schemes – though I suppose we get an indication of Damien’s deepening crush on Anya so there’s that.

I can’t believe that Cipher Academy is something I get to read every week. It’s just so so so so good. So good, in fact, that I feel the need to go page by page and talk about all the things I noticed. I liked that they kept the detail of Iroha’s barrette getting chipped in the explosion, I like that we’re finally looking deeper at the bits of Iroha’s backstory that we saw in the Code Battle with Tayutan, Iroha’s backstory is as tragic as I expected, and I realized that his five barrettes design feature is to keep up a long strand of hair…perhaps to remind himself of his past? Amvicious is great, she has the same energy as Boku no Hero Academia’s All Might. And as I looked at her design again just now I’m realizing that perhaps Iroha saying he liked their buff instructor in the Code Battle wasn’t just a deflection but because she reminds him of Amvicious, another tall, muscular, and light haired girl… And I like that Iwasaki drew stairs in Iroha and Koshibai’s shadows to indicate them moving down through the floors. I LOVE that double spread between Tayutan and Kubinashi, and I like that they’re thinking along the same wavelength… And I love that Cipher Academy has such an attention for detail that it’s really rewarding to read and pore over and make your own connections because they don’t always relay everything clearly or right away… God I love this manga.

I checked out the first few chapters of You and I Are Polar Opposites because I saw people say that it was good and unconventional, and it’s certainly cute but it’s just not for me.

Monday

Went over to my friend’s house and watched an episode of House, then went home and watched even more episodes of House over Discord. The Hilson road trip to House’s Dad’s funeral was great, and I suspect that’ll be the highlight of the season as the overall narrative descends into House/Cuddy’s blossoming relationship.

Tuesday

Almost forgot it was Tuesday until I saw CSM screenshots on Twitter and wow, what a chapter. I’m excited to see the Death Devil’s design.

More House marathon – we’re trying to cram as much in before our lives get busier. The agoraphobic patient was an interesting challenge, and in the episode after that I’m happy to see Foreman finally get a win on his own.

Wednesday

Nothing today lol just YouTube and Picross.

Thursday

Does it count as watching if I slept on the couch while my friend watched the newest episodes of Our Flag Means Death?

Friday

Also nothing today – I’ve fallen down a deep video game rabbit hole.

Saturday

Okay I’m feeling bad about how empty this Week in Review is because of my gaming addiction (to be fair, I also did some work), so I’m forcing myself to watch some anime today (maybe force is a silly word for watching anime, which literally requires next to no effort on my part…but I’m four years behind on my anime list for a reason). Perhaps I’ll start Anime Saturdays as a counterpart to Manga Sundays…that’d be a cute way to bookend these things.

I started with Kusuriya no Hitorigoto because it was the one I was most anxious about. I fell into this series just a few months ago and it immediately became one of my 10/10 series (the first manga to ever be so good that it got me to read the original light novel), so hearing that it was getting an anime was both exciting and nervewracking. I didn’t expect like, sakuga levels of quality for this sort of story, but I at least wanted more than just a bare bones adaptation, especially with a sumptuous setting like the Rear Palace. So far I’m pretty pleased with the setting design and the music, I’m such a sucker for Chinese instruments. I really love the background art here, all the beautiful colors breathe so much life into the show. Maomao is also very cute, especially when she’s chibified. And I love Yuuki Aoi’s voice performance.

I’m a bit confused about the opening though – I suppose they wanted to establish some things about Maomao’s life before she got kidnapped, but I feel like it just messes with the pacing. Kidnapping is a pretty hard event to try to play off as a comedy beat to match the relatively light-hearted tone of Kusuriya, which is why I think the original story just skips over it. If anything, I would’ve kept in Maomao saying goodbye to her dad, getting distracted by medicinal plants, and then a quick cut between the kidnapping and the three month timeskip. There was no need to show the consorts so early when Maomao explains their dynamics within the palace later on anyway – but now I’m rambling.

I lied, I’m back to complain about that tiny cut of Gaoshun informing Jinshi that the consorts are fighting, I feel like that was also completely unnecessary…these are just tiny nitpicks, sure, but they’re bugging me since I love this series so much. I guess the pacing of Kusuriya was always one of the more unique things about it, since long swathes of time can pass very quickly between scenes, so it was a challenge to adapt that to a fixed time medium like anime…but hmmm it’s just the little things. Like I’m tripping over rocks while I watch.

Next up is the new SpyFam episode, which starts with some nice footsteps-on-wood ASMR. And wow, I’m impressed by the actual English text happening in the show, I wonder if they had a consultant or looked at the official English translation of the manga. I also liked the shadow of the window frame like a cross or a cage on Perkins’ face as he realizes he’s been caught, now that’s subtle imagery. The story makes me so sad though…

I spoke a little too soon on the subtle imagery. The blue sky and sunlight hitting the top part of the apartment building as the story wraps up was a bit too on the nose, guys. The Bondman episode was super cute, I loved the retro style. And I loved the watercolor style of the omake – I’m glad that they get to experiment with the sillier parts of the show.

Oh hell fucking yes, every time I watch a new episode of Undead Unluck I just sit in awe of how much the show gets the manga. The direction is fantastic as always, with really new dramatic compositions unique to the show. I love that silent snippet of Gina and Andy in the cold open, it just does so much to establish her character and the scope of the Union’s operation. The quick cuts for comedy and the motion through the ocean and the sky…god I feel genuinely emotional watching this show.

Oh my god Fuuko’s little “nya” as Andy pushes her out of the grass…

I love that the first half of Undead Unluck is like, Andy and Fuuko’s romantic worldwide getaway on top of the typical shounen battle fight a boss stuff. Just this one little addition of pathos adds so much dimension to the story.

Ooo, now we’re getting some Russian…I wonder how accurate it is/if they got a Russian voice actor for this rando background character. And ahhhh Gina is so cute, such a nice contrast from how powerful her intro scenes positioned her as. AGHHHHHH HER REVEAL TO FUUKO IS SO SINISTER AND COOL AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THE MUSIC IS SO GOODDDDDDD I remember this arc being the first one where I was so impressed by the unique ending that it cemented my interest in the series, and the anime is doing such a good job of elevating it closer to its platonic ideal…I almost wish I could go into the anime blind, but then I probably wouldn’t have watched it at all. But at least I can fully enjoy the ride now. It seems like the Week in Reviews for the next few months are all going to end with me livetweeting the latest Undead Unluck episode from excitement heh. I really hope they can keep up this level of quality…and also adapt the entire manga.

#week in review #2023

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teenagepretentiousness · 2 years

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“you still having those nightmares?” “all the time.” how would sam know? how. would. sam. know. because guys. if bucky was having nightmares on the jet (which he probably was) this question is irrelevant. sams obviously talking abt prior to TFATWS. these are, from what we know, scripted lines. lines SAM WILSON is saying. so how the living fuck are they not canon yet? (that was not english). they obviously spent time together. LIVING together. in the same space as each other. talking to each other abt trauma. whatever you wanna believe. could’ve been wakanda. mackie mentioned that sam visited bucky in wakanda (whatever mackie says abt these characters is canon idc). also, completely likely they were living togther after endgame. or... SAM FOUND BUCKY BETWEEN TWS AND CW. YEAHHHHHH. the best sambucky theory its true. but anyway, there is no explanation on how sam would know bucky was having nightmares constantly. the only canon spot marvel would let be canon is in wakanda. the fact that bucky would open up to sam of all people would be surprising. they wouldnt know each other. bucky, still fresh from the freezer, would probably be weary of anyone other than steve. unless. UNLESS THEY MET BETWEEN TWS AND CW. and, by the way, the nightmare line isn’t the first one to support this. “sam, i’ve heard a lot about you.” why on gods green earth would raynor know about sam? what explanation do you have for that one, mr mouse? was it because sam and bucky got into a huge argument about the shield, worthy enough for raynor? now, i dont know a lot about, well, anything. therapy, relationship, emotionally numb super soldiers and equally emotionally numb avengers, but like, if it was worthy enough for therapy. WORTHY FOR RAYNOR, who gives no shits. couldn’t we assume that, in some shape or form, there was something between them after endgame? THATS NOT THE ONLY LINE, TOO. after they leave isaiahs house, sam asked bucky something along the lines of “why didn’t you tell me about isaiah?”. when would bucky have gotten a good chance to tell sam? when would it have been a good idea? hm, gee, idk, maybe when sam was debating whether to pick up the shield or not? between endgame and tfatws. yeah. these scripted lines show so much more than a rolling in a field or a therapy session (well, kind of. the therapy session did kind of do something for us) but it opens the door of “oh my god they knew each other WELL before tfatws” which, by the way, that door has been open for so long, tfatws is just solidifying it. i love when i think im right, this is so fun.

#lord #its the winter break what did you expect?#im gonna go crazy #its just a thing that happens #anywho #sambucky meta #sambucky is canon its true the mouse told me #sambucky #winterfalcon #sam x bucky #bucky x sam #sam wilson #bucky barnes #mine

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lokitvsource · 3 years

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Loki cast and crew talk doing "something crazier" than WandaVision

Exclusive: The team behind Loki on Disney Plus tell Total Film about wanting to "take chances every step of the way"

Loki is Marvel's next Disney Plus show, and if WandaVision represents a pinnacle of the audacious studio’s willingness to gamble on bold and challenging concepts, Loki is gleefully accepting the baton and running with it.

"It is a big crack of the bat, a big swing," promises lead writer Michael Waldron while talking to Total Film magazine. "Our writers’ room was next to WandaVision’s. And you’re like, ‘That show looks so fucking good. We’ve got to do something crazier! We’ve got to step on the gas, because we know that what they’re doing is so cool.’ We tried to take chances every step of the way."

In true Marvel fashion, plot specifics are being kept tightly under wraps. "There’s a propulsive momentum to [the show], which is about trying to find out more information," explains Hiddleston, obliquely. "There’s a man-on-the-run quality to Loki, and he is caught in a complex new labyrinth, and is trying to find his way around without exposing himself to vulnerability or exploitation." Part of the test for Loki involves clashing with characters who will challenge him afresh.

Up first is Mobius, a member of the TVA – that's Time Variance Authority – played by Owen Wilson. "Mobius is almost a professional academic about Loki," Hiddleston says, "and is thrilled to find the real thing sitting in front of him – a bit like an expert in some rarely seen animal in the wild, and he finally comes face-to-face with the thing he’s been studying all his life."

"Mobius is a detective in the TVA," says Wilson. "The way Mobius fits into the story is that he’s a little bit like Nick Nolte getting Eddie Murphy out of jail in 48 Hrs. to help him investigate. Working with him, of course, is a little bit of a chess match to gain his trust, and Loki seeing how far he can go with Mobius. And who’s manipulating whom? And whose purposes ultimately are going to be served?"

The person Mobius reports into is Judge Renslayer, played by Gugu Mbatha-Raw (Belle, The Morning Show). "It’s unlike any other character I’ve played before," Mbatha-Raw tells Total Film. "She has quite a lot of power, so that’s been interesting, because she’s somewhat of an authoritative character. But then we start to see the cracks that begin to show within that."

Acting as an enforcer for the TVA is Hunter B-15. "Mobius is in a coat and tie and almost would be like a G-Man," says Wilson. "Whereas, Hunter B-15 is a badass soldier. They have the same goals, but very different methods and ideas on how that is going to be accomplished." Wunmi Mosaku (His House) plays Hunter B-15. "She’s by the book," says Mosaku. "She’s kind of like a lead hunter. I bring [Loki] in. It’s kind of straight after [he disappears from Endgame]. We pick up immediately after that. You see I have the Tesseract in my hand, and I come in."

#loki tv #loki series #loki #marvel #article #interview

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themculibrary · 2 years

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Bucky/Darcy Masterlist

A Curse and A Blessing��(ao3) - Anogete E, 46k

Summary: Bucky doesn't think touch therapy can cure his insomnia. Steve disagrees and recruits Darcy to "treat" Bucky with hugs each day. It doesn't take long for things to escalate when you've got a flirty ex-assassin and a lab assistant with a crush.

A Fairy Tale (ao3) - acaseofthemondays M, 84k

Summary: A wintershock story based on the original version of La Belle et la Bete with all the interfering fairies and none of the talking furniture.

A Mask of My Disguise (ao3) - amidtheflowers E, 86k

Summary: He didn't think much of her at first. She drank bubble tea every day for Christ's sake. But he won't make that mistake again--not when her taser stares down his nose.

"I really hope you didn't think I couldn't handle myself."

Best Supporting Soulmate (ao3) - Valeris M, 46k

Summary: There were thousands of studies about what a person’s soul marks did to their psychological development. Darcy generally thought that they were bullshit.

Daybreak (ao3) - Anogete E, 70k

Summary: Darcy eavesdrops on a therapy session between Bucky and Sam Wilson and wants to find a way to make Bucky's life a little better. The problem is she doesn't know how to introduce herself without sounding like a creep. Lucky for her, Bucky isn't as clueless as he might seem.

First Sight (ao3) - grimeysociety E, 20k

Summary: Prompt: Rebuilding Avengers HQ on a new site, and they get Jane to help with some of the science bits. Darcy comes with her. Bucky’s is smitten on first sight and of course Steve and Sam are stuck between lightly teasing him and trying to get him to at least talk to her.

In Love with the Moment (ao3) - Anogete E, 73k

Summary: Jane and Darcy have been recruited to help support and rebuild the science side of the Avengers after the events of Endgame. Darcy can't believe her luck when the hottest guy around offers to help her with the luggage as they arrive. She's not exactly sure what his deal is, and he doesn't exactly seem willing to share, though. Eventually discovering his secret doesn't stop her from inviting him to come along to her parents' house as her fake boyfriend. Bucky can't seem to stay away from the pretty brunette with the big eyes, not even when spending time with her means meeting her parents before he's even kissed her.

Interlude (ao3) - sarahbeniel E, 66k

Summary: Bucky and Darcy are having trouble communicating. When Bucky suggests they take a break, she assumes it's over. But sometimes a break is just what the doctor ordered...

Just Keep on Keeping Your Eyes on Me (ao3) - Hollyspacey M, 3k

Summary: Darcy and Bucky don’t say very much to one another at first, but that’s ok with them both.

Never Have I Ever (ao3) - Wunderlass E, 8k

Summary: Darcy hates drinking games. They always make her feel inadequate.

Oh lights go down, in the moment we're lost and found (I just wanna be by your side) (ao3) - sarcastic_fina T, 4k

Summary: Allen took an instant liking to Darcy, asked her out on the spot, and this was their second date.

Second. As in the first one went well enough that she was willing to see him again.

It made Bucky’s gut twist.

That Which You Seek (ao3) - Wynn T, 52k

Summary: The man in the booth before Darcy stares down at his pancakes with suspicion.

A few days after Bucky discovers his true identity, Darcy encounters him in a diner 50 miles outside of D.C. having apparently transformed from a handsome long-dead war hero into a creepy, scruffy, pancake-hating serial killer. So of course she tries to help him.

the dame in the silk pajamas (ao3) - notahotlibrarian T, 4k

Summary:

Bucky wants to know three things about this woman: 1) How does she know Clint? 2) Does she ever wear real clothes? 3) How can he get her number?

Alternatively: five times Bucky sees Darcy less-than-fully dressed, and one time she sees him that way.

(trade your) broken wings (ao3) - bloomsoftly E, 75k

Summary: Bucky wonders if she’ll react like all the others when she recognizes who he is; as much as he understands it, he’s so tired of the fear.

She doesn’t.

-or-

the development of a relationship through trust and food. lots of food.

Why Not Today (ao3) - sarahbeniel E, 129k

Summary: With her biological clock ticking and her uncompleted doctoral thesis festering, Darcy Lewis wrestles with questions of how to steer herself into a future that will tick all the right boxes. When an unexpected relationship develops between her and Bucky Barnes, and she finds herself living more in the moment, things get even blurrier.

#themculibrary #mcu #marvel #bucky barnes #darcy lewis #wintershock #wintershock masterlist #masterlists

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80yrscap · 3 years

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Stevepeggy endgame is Sam Wilson erasure

And I’m Gonna Die Mad About It

Steve does a job for SHIELD and the whole thing stinks. Natasha’s a liar and Rumlow’s an asshole. Nick’s in an arms race with his own paranoid fantasies. Steve can’t trust SHIELD’s methods or mission, and the more questions he asks the more uneasy he feels. He’s thinking about getting out.

But Steve is paralyzed with future shock. SHIELD is the successor to the SSR and the last piece of continuity he has. So he’s looking for an excuse not to quit.

In this mindset, Steve visits Peggy Carter, the person who 2 years ago (and 70 years ago) knew the right thing to say to snap him out of paralyzing despair after Bucky fell. Maybe she’ll be able to do it again?

Not so much.

Steve: For as long as I can remember I just wanted to do what was right. I guess I’m not quite sure what that is anymore.

Peggy Carter: Haha, you're always so dramatic.

If we take her response at face value it sounds like she thinks Steve ought by now to have grown up and put away caring about being a good person. Or maybe she’s just bored with the conversation and wants Steve to shut up.

But Steve laughs good-naturedly and lays all his cards on the table: Knowing that you helped found SHIELD is half the reason I stay.

Which brings us to...

Steve finds himself back where it all began. It’s the army base where Dr. Erskine tested Steve’s moral character before giving him the serum, the place where Steve met Peggy Carter for the first time. There, in the sub-basement of an abandoned bunker, where Howard Stark and Peggy Carter’s SHIELD-founder portraits still hold pride of place in the elevator lobby, Steve meets an old enemy.

Steve: How did you get here?

Arnim Zola: Invited!

Steve last saw Zola 70 years ago (and 2 years ago) in SSR custody. He’s a true HYDRA original, and his capture was bought with Bucky’s life.

Zola cheerfully provides proof that SHIELD has played host to HYDRA from day one. There’s a photograph of Peggy and Howard in Zola’s computer lab watching him work.

Natasha helpfully points out to Steve: You seem pretty chipper for someone who just found out they died for nothing.

Actually, it looks like Bucky’s the one who died for nothing...until Steve finds out the truth about that.

Which brings us to...

Peggy Carter drops out of the movie entirely, and although I kind of wish we got to see some payoff in the form of Steve’s despair and anger at this betrayal (or, and I know this is crazy talk, Sharon Carter’s feelings about it) the movie was pretty damn full of all of those feelings already so I don’t mind that it’s left out.

Peggy’s not important to the story going forward and Steve makes it clear where he stands.

Steve: We’re not salvaging anything. We're taking down SHIELD.

Nick: SHIELD had nothing to do with it.

Steve: You gave me this mission. This is how it ends.

How it ends is with all of SHIELD’s secrets revealed; SHIELD’s former employees scattered into the military-industrial complex; Nick burning down his own house and heading to Europe to burn down HYDRA there; and the promise that HYDRA and SHIELD are two sides of a coin that is no longer currency.

In conclusion

Peggy Carter’s heel turn was one of the more jaw-dropping moments in Captain America: The Winter Soldier and it was a great twist.

It also gave Steve the kick in the pants he needed.

A choice was explicitly set up for Steve in Act I. On your right: Peggy Carter of SHIELD, representing duty and sticking to the familiar and 70-year-old promises. On your left: that cute jogger from the VA, representing quitting your military job and mental health resources and freedom of choice.

When Peggy Carter and SHIELD turn out to be rotten, it hurts, but Steve is forced to accept that the years he missed changed everything. Organizations and structures and even people that he knew in the past are not now what they were then. Loyalty freely given in 1945 is no longer owed in 2014.

So Steve knocks on Sam Wilson’s door.

But then

Nick immediately rebuilds SHIELD never having come to terms with the fact that he spent the last 20+ years of his life furthering HYDRA’s agenda all while doing his best and thinking it was good work, like god damn, this man needs years of therapy not his old job back

In CACW everyone pretends that Howard Stark’s last words were not “it’s a fair cop”

In CACW everyone pretends that Steve would still take moral advice from Peggy Carter oh my god

The compass comes back you gotta be kidding me Steve chose Sam Wilson

Steve’s entire story arc is reverted

The end

#samsteve #there's a love triangle in catws and bucky is not involved lol #stevebucky has no competition that relationship is on another level entirely #overthinking catws #catws is a really good movie

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coffin-up-a-lung · 3 years

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Sam Wilson Fics That Include Riley

Yes, very specific but I love the fandom putting more into their backstory xx

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Falling- Fool_for_love

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31119221?view_adult=true

Word count: 12,144

Chapter count: 1

Status: Complete

Sam has reason to fear falling. He’s lost two people to it. He and Bucky work through their grief after Endgame. (Sambucky ship btw)

I’ve come back to this fic at least five times. The angst is just 🤌

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and if they send a whirlwind- saltsanford

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31711480/chapters/78485149

Word count: 5,639

Chapter count: 2

Status: Complete

Bucky falls during a missing. The Pov switches back and forth between him and Sam in a poetry-style format while he falls. Very chaotic, very sad, very much do recommend. This is also a ship fic between Sam and Bucky

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Ghosts of Our Past, Faces of Our Dreams- ElisabethMonroe

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33168766

Word count: 2,959

Chapter count: 1

Status: Complete

Sam wakes up to find Riley in his house. He’s getting along with Bucky just well, and it would be a dream come true if Riley wasn’t dead. Sam just knew that he and Bucky would hate each other if they’d met, so who was this?

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Strong Enough (To Be Yours)- targaryen_melodrama

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18168842

Word count: 9,706

Chapter count: 1

Status: Complete

Sam panics and leaves after Bucky’s name appears on his wrist. He never expected to have another romantic soulmate, not after his first one died.

#sambucky #tfatws #sam wilson #bucky barnes #riley marvel #fic recs

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itsany62 · 3 years

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SteveTony - Fix-Its

Here are some Fix-Its to mend your heart. Don't forget to leave kudos and nice comments in every fic!

Making Amends, by TheseStoriesAreWrittenOnMyHeart, 100 k > words, Post-CA Civil War.

Everything about them happened in seconds. Their first meeting was quick, with Tony landing next to the Captain, each man giving a curt nod and name in greeting. Their argument on the hellicarrier took mere seconds to escalate. Until Steve was goading Tony into putting on the suit and going a few rounds and Tony not so subtly reminding Steve that he wasn’t afraid to hit an old man.

It was only seconds of staring at Tony on that New York City Street, his arc reactor dark, no rise and fall of his chest, for Steve to know that inside the tin can, was a good man.

Then Ultron happened, and it took seconds for their world to change, seconds for Steve to throw his shield at Tony and for the billionaire to send a repulsor blast back. They went from laughing and relaxing to standing on an edge thousands of feet above solid ground.

And now…now everything’s changed. And all it took was a combination of seconds; of decisions made, actions performed and words spoken that they couldn’t get back.

Just a few ticks of the clock for their world to shatter.

It’ll take more than that to make things right.

almeno tu nell’universo, by silkspectred, 100 k > words, Post-CA Civil War.

Tony drives off.

Well, he wants to.

But he can’t.

Because.

Steve Rogers is in front of his car.

Steve fucking Rogers. Is in front of Tony’s fucking car.

you'll wait a long time, by nanasekei, 16 k > words.

Steve and Tony share a moment during a wedding. Things escalate from there.

Alternatively: Four weddings, a funeral, and one very emotionally stunted idiot.

Down in Lonesome Town by resurrectedhippo, 79 k > words, Endgame Fix-It.

“Why do I always find my way back to you?”

Maybe he didn’t necessarily return to Steve, but fate is a funny little thing, and after living a life of loss, Steve wants something that’s his to keep. Tony deserves a love that’s unrestrained. Steve thinks he’ll erupt with it.

Love is messy, not easy, and takes work.

Maybe love feels like rage.

But maybe love could just be jumping off a rocky mountain and smiling anyway.

After the universe is restored, Steve is lost without any direction. Retiring from the Avengers, he moves across the country and ends up building a house by a misty blue lake. Across the bridge is Tony Stark’s new workshop.

The Butterfly Effect by itsallAvengers, 20 k > words, Time Travel, Canon Divergence.

While fighting with Loki, Steve Rogers from 2012 hears the two simple words: "Bucky's alive."

And the whole universe ripples with the aftershocks.

Saving the World is a 12 Step Program by janonny, 34 k > words, Avengers: Endgame (Movie), Canon Diverge.

Tony and Steve fall to pieces when Thanos’ wins.

Then they pick themselves up, and find a solution. They also find something infinitely more precious in the process.

“It’s going to sound pretty outrageous,” Tony admitted, rubbing a hand over his brow. While he had put on some weight and wasn’t as gaunt anymore, he was still easily tired nowadays.

“More outrageous than talking racoons and a purple villain traveling through space to collect magic stones?” Steve asked drily.

Here's How it Happens by tonystarkssnipples, 1 k < words, Post-Avengers: Endgame (Movie).

“I got my chance with him. Now it's your turn.” Pepper smiles, shaking and brittle, but honest. “Go love him.”

-or-

The fic where Steve uses time travel to go back and relive his life with Tony.

You smile, but you don't mean it by Cap_Sweet_And_Salty_Sadness, 10 k > words, Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie).

"I want to drink to forget I’m supposed to be mad at you, that we’re supposed to hate each other. I want to drink because we’re so bad with words it was easier to fight with our fists rather than talk our problems through."

Tony doesn't know how to fix himself, but he will try if it means fixing Steve and him.

To Have My Time Again... by WilmaKins, 166 k > words, Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie).

It's been two years since Siberia, and Tony Stark is still dealing with the fallout - personal and political. Life is quite complicated enough, without Bruce falling through a wizards roof yelling that Thanos is coming.

Thor and Loki are stalling, but time is running out. The fate of the universe is at stake. Steve Rogers is back in the picture. Really, the last thing Tony needs is for their plan to go horribly wrong and bring Howard Stark forward in time.

But his Dad *is* standing in his office, whether he likes it or not.

So, it looks like Tony will have to fix that mess too.

Series

The Facility by WilmaKins, 155 k > words, Fake/Pretend relationship, Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie).

After coming so close to losing against Thanos, the Avengers have decided to set aside their differences and work as a team again. Well, they're trying... But there are a lot of hurts that haven't gone away, and a lot of things still unsaid, and a lot of tension...

And that was BEFORE Tony accidentally ended up on an undercover mission with Steve as his fake boyfriend - at what turns out to be an alien sex club.

Canon Divergent post IW AU - Tags to be updated as updates are written... but I think you probably get the gist.

check yes (if the feeling isn't new) by cvptains, 12 k > words, Post-Captain America: Civil War (Movie).

After the battle with Thanos, both Tony and Steve struggle with reconnecting in certain aspects of their lives. Sam Wilson and Peter Parker are totally over it.

Where both Steve and Tony's respective friends make accounts for them on the renowned dating app, FlickLove, and the results come out a bit... surprising. Cue unadvisable meddling that really — honestly — comes from good intentions.

Bright Things and Fair by sheron for ishipallthings, 21 k > words, Canon Divergence - Avengers: Endgame (Movie).

The course of true love never did run smooth — and neither did time-travel to retrieve the Tesseract. When circumstances outside their control force Steve and Tony to spend more time together in the 1970, they do what two people with their history do under the circumstances: work together and try to get through it without unnecessary feelings getting in the way. Falling for each other is definitely a bad idea, isn't it?

#stony #stevetony #fic rec #my recs

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the-witty-pen-name · 3 years

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Fell in Love in Scotland Pt. 1

Sam Wilson x F!Reader

Warnings: angst; cursing; pining; 18+ in later parts (maybe? not sure yet)

Summary: After finding about the new Captain America, the reader goes to Louisiana to visit Sam.

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: So I know this isn’t on my list of things I *should* be working on, but I had this idea today and I had to get it down! This is only going to be 2-3 parts. This is my first time writing for Sam!

I’m taking a small break from working on my other works in progress to focus on getting out as much Sam content as a can before Sam’s (and my) bday on the 14th! Not sure how much I’ll be able to write but that is my hope!

My biggest flex at the moment is sharing a bday with Sam.

This references Civil War, Endgame and Infinity War events in flashbacks but you know, canon is a thing I like to just maneuver around so I’m sorry if there are many major inaccuracies!

This is unedited and please let me know if I missed anything that should be included as a warning.

Taglist is in my bio

You were furious. Without even thinking, you picked up your phone and found him in your contact list. You were fuming, needing to find out what happened so you could help him. You hadn’t talked to him since Tony Stark’s funeral, and you had found out through Banner that Steve had gifted him the shield. You psych yourself out every time you want to reach out and talk to him, but your rage blinded you and took the lead over your usual nervousness.

“What happened?” you ask as soon as the ringing on the other end stops and you know he’s answered. You have the phone balanced on your shoulder as your slipping on your shoes, ready to head out as soon as you can.

“(Y/N)?” he asks, sounding confused. Also, incredibly hurt and rightfully so. You imagined he was watching the same thing as you on television and you thought he’d be as equally mad.

“Sam,” you say, letting out a shaky breath. “The shield.”

There’s nothing but dead air for what feel like forever.

“I gave it up,” he finally answers. You can hear in his voice that there is much more to this than that.

“Are you in D.C.?” you ask, not wanting to push him to talk.

“Delacroix. You don’t have to come-.”

“Can’t come visit a friend?” you ask hopefully. You hear him sigh.

“It’s not a great time,” he says hesitantly.

“Isn’t that when you need friends the most?” you counter, trying to force a happier, more uplifting tone. You try, but you know you still sound miserable. “Please,” you ask again, almost a whisper.

“You’re coming no matter what I say, aren’t you?” he chuckles.

“Pretty much,” you admit, “but I would love it if you actually wanted to see me.”

“You know I would…”

“So that settles it,” you smile, blinking to hold back a couple tears. Your voice breaks just a little. “I’m getting on the first plane I can.”

Before he has a chance to change his mind, you end the call and immediately pack some necessities. You never got out of the habit of always being called off, so many of the things you needed were already packed away in a bag in your closet. It was a comforting thing for you. Like you always had the option to just leave wherever you were. You said it was because of all the times you got pulled away from life because of missions for SHIELD, but it ran a little deeper than that.

God, he’s handsome. That’s the only thing you can think of when you’re finally in front of him again. Your mind is at a complete blank. You should be able to muster up the ability to say something. He’s waiting for you at the airport. You didn’t expect this, but it is Sam. Of course, he was going to meet you when your plane landed. You try your best to clear up the haze in your brain as you walk towards him, and he pulls you into a tight hug.

“I’m happy you’re here,” he mumbles, resting his head on top of your head as you bury your face in his chest. All hopes you had at a cool, collected front when you saw him disappeared. You missed him too much and had gone too long without admitting it to yourself. Tell him you missed him, tell him you’re happy to see him, say anything…

“I want to help,” you say when you both break away. You inwardly cringe. You can’t vocalize anything except turning this into some mission.

“Please can we not talk about the shield?” he asks, and you realize you’ve clearly hit a sore spot. You nod in agreement, feeling terrible for having brought it up so soon. You didn’t want him to think you were prioritizing the shield over him. That wasn’t the case at all. You came here for him, to see him, why the hell couldn’t you act like it.

“I’m sorry,” you apologize, earnestly. You had to pull yourself together.

“I appreciate that you are worried about me,” he says slinging an arm over your shoulder as you walk. It feels nice, effortless. “But I donated the shield and after that, it was out of my hands.”

You know he is leaving out a lot, and you know him well enough to know there’s a deeper issue. But, for now, you decide to table it. He tells you about his nephews, and he fills you in on how he’s been able to spend time with them, and it feels so beautifully normal. The world feels like it’s falling apart around you but there’s Sam, pulling you back in like he was always able to do.

“I missed you,” he admits, after there’s a lull in the conversation driving to the house. “I thought maybe I would’ve seen you at the compound, or something before you left after the funeral.”

“I didn’t really have the chance,” you try to gloss over. “I just- After Steve came and said goodbye, I couldn’t stay. It just hurt too much.”

“Steve told you?”

“Not exactly, just a very vague goodbye, but I was able to read between the lines. I knew he wasn’t coming back.”

“What did he say?”

“Just that he wanted to go back and fix things. If he couldn’t have done it here, he wanted a second chance. To get back the time lost. Save Bucky, find Nat, maybe visit Peggy… He just wasn’t ready to stop yet. There was no fight here left, so he went back chasing the ones he felt like he lost?”

He nods, just taking in the information. He tells you about seeing Steve when he came back, about how he got married. He tells you about how Steve gave him the shield, but he thought the right decision was to donate the shield to the Smithsonian. You don’t try to do anything else but listen, and try your best to understand. But hearing Sam not think he could take on the title was heartbreaking. You want to ask him if he regrets it, if he wants to get the shield back, but for now, you know it isn’t the right time. Just tell him you missed him too, please. You can’t do it. The words get stuck in the back of your throat. Why is this so hard?

“Remember when we met?” you ask, looking aimlessly out the window.

“You mean when you drop kicked me at an airport?” he asks with a laugh.

“No- I mean, yes that happened first technically,” you smile. “I was more so thinking about the first time we spoke after that.”

“You mean when you came with Steve to get us out of prison?” he asks, skeptically.

“The very time,” you grin.

“I’m pretty sure the only thing you said was stay low and keep out of my way, if I remember correctly,” he raised an eyebrow.

“No, no in the jet,” you clarify, “Before we went into hiding.”

You sat on the floor across from Sam, you had pulled your torso out of your tactical suit, and had the arms of it tied around your waist. The SHIELD t-shirt you wore underneath was covered in sweat and grime. You rested your head against the cold metal of the plane’s ship and your eyes wandered to Sam.

“Pararescue?” you ask, breaking the silence.

“Yeah,” he responds, looking over his equipment that Steve brought with you.

“SR,” you reply. “Well, was.”

“You were Special Reconnaissance?” he asks, and you nod.

“Three tours.”

“Is that why you changed sides?” He continues and you can’t help but smile.

“I guess you can look at it that way.”

“I’m Sam.”

“I know.”

“Well how was I supposed to know that?” he chuckles, crossing his arms, relaxing a bit more. You smirk.

“(Y/N).”

“Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too, Sam. Sorry about beating your ass.”

“You got lucky, SR,” he scoffs, and you laugh.

“Whatever you need to tell yourself, Wilson,” you laugh.

“You’re lucky we’re on the same side now,” he jokes.

“Oh, I know,” you smile. You get up and head to the cockpit to join Steve.

“I told you that the two of you would hit it off,” he chuckles as you slide into the copilot seat.

“You bring me along just to set me up, Rogers?” you scoff. His cheeks redden a little.

“You know that’s not true…”

“Ugh, you’re just as bad as Natasha, Steve,” you roll your eyes.

“You have shared life experience.”

“He is gorgeous.”

“I’ll tell him you said that.”

“Don’t even think about it Rogers,” you gasp.

Before you know it, Sam is pulling up to your Airbnb.

“Come by the house tomorrow,” he says, and you nod. “I want to bring you somewhere.”

“Yeah,” you agree, as you get out of the car. It was already late, and you denied Sam’s offer to get dinner. You were exhausted, and you were still in the clothes you were wearing when you left your apartment suddenly. You needed to shower, sleep, and then your visit with him would start. You also were nervous. You could tell he was a little disappointed when you declined his offer but he understood.

“We’ll get some beers and talk about the good old days tomorrow. Don’t worry about it,” he smiles, rubbing the top of your hand reassuringly.

“Good old days?” you tease.

“We’ll talk about Scotland,” he grins, “The good parts.”

“The good parts,” you affirm. You try to think about what he means but you let yourself put it out of your brain for now. “I’ll be by first thing.”

“I am really glad you’re here,” he reiterates once more before you disappear into the small house. You don’t have the courage to admit you feel the same.

When you close the door behind you, you look out the curtain and watch as Sam drives away. Your mind runs rampant with just all the things on your mind. The shield. Sam. Being here with Sam. Having to talk about feelings and memories with Sam. Scotland. How you fell in love with Sam Wilson in Scotland.

You worry coming here was a mistake.

Part Two

Taglist:

@greeneyedblondie44 @witchybarb @stiles-stilinski-24-dylan @sassy-kassaay

#sam wilson #sam wilson x y/n #sam wilson x reader #friends to lovers #sam wilson x you #tfaws #anthony mackie characters #sam wilson fanfiction #sam wilson fic #sam wilson imagine #sam wilson one shot #justsamwilson

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alter-koker · 3 years

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babe what did u think of the ending?? r u satisfied???

as much as im still reeling, i think it may have been the best possible endgame, especially as far as wilson/house is concerned. it showed their most important priorities are each other, like to the end to the death even, and they didnt have to change house's personality at all to show that, he's the same stupid selfish asshole. but he literally left everything! all his earthy possessions, the people he knew, his medical career, for 5 months with wilson. it's like true true pure love. i saw a post which compared what house did to what cameron did, marrying a man with cancer, and how house had thought that was foolish, but house really did more by throwing everything away too. so they eloped, am i happy about what they did to wilson (NOOOOO!), but i think im oddly satisfied

#WAHHH #housemd #i thought it was weird cuddy never showed up though #like house's ex wife who we only ever saw in like s2 came back #if i wasnt watching thisvstraight through i might not have even remembered she existed they never talk abt her #ppl watching the finale going 'um but who is this' is pretty funny to imagine #hilson

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mcusoulmateau · 3 years

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nat x bucky thoughts

If Endgame had gone the way I think it should have, Clint and Steve would have died, not Tony and Nat. And in my AU, Clint and Nat are platonic soulmates, and Bucky and Steve are soulmates. (Platonic? Uh.... I’m not sure.) So anyway, I’m just imagining that Clint asks Nat to take care of his family for him as he throws himself off the Vormir cliff, Steve does the Snap, and their soulmates are left behind.

And Nat and Bucky are so broken, so confused and refusing to believe that they are worth any of it, and they both need so much therapy. But Nat is true to her word and looks after Laura and the Barton children. She makes sure they know their dad died a hero. Bucky starts healing with the Wilsons, and can you just imagine the blended found family that could come out of this? The Wilsons and Bartons and their two assassins aunt/uncle/stepparents/whatever. As Nat and Bucky find healing in each other, the Bartons and Wilsons spend more time together, and maybe Nat throws it out as a joke that it would be nice if they lived a little closer. Sarah says that there’s a big house down the street on foreclosure, it would need work, but it’s something. And Laura is DOWN to fix up a house, and isn’t it so convenient that they have a man with a metal arm to help with the heavy lifting? And Sam is like, well, this isn’t any weirder than me joining the Avengers, so I guess this is our life now. Anyway, you could end up with this big found family in the Wilton House (that’s what the kids call it and it sticks), Laura and Sarah and Nat and Bucky and Sam and five kids, and it could potentially be a totally platonic thing, just a bunch of folks who love each other and want to see each other heal. Or it could get romantic, they all deserve it if that’s what they want. (dammit, just let my faves get real therapy.)

#buckynat #sam wilson #sarah wilson #laura barton

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falquinold · 3 years

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MY FORMAL DEMAND TO BE GIVEN THE RIGHTS TO (1) JOAQUIN TORRES. ( AKA - The Big Canon Expansion Post™ )

steve vc: so.... you got played by the writers. you put your trust in them when you probably shouldn’t have. they lured you in with a false sense of security and promises of representation, and then ripped the carpet from below your feet. and the sad thing is... this isn’t the first time.

hey! stupid opening aside, this is gonna be my explanation of torres’ backstory up to his presence in the falcon and the winter soldier, including the character arc that i believe he would have had if the show had been allowed to keep its original 10 episodes. this is mostly based around my own personal headcanons, so i please ask that you don’t steal or reblog this!

anyway, putting it under a cut since it’s longer than i thought it’d be!

PART 1: PRE-IW.

like in the comics, joaquin immigrated to the united states from mexico with his mother and grandmother when he was 6 years old. they moved to sonoita, arizona, where they soon found a place to live and started to settle into their new life. while the first half of his school years consisted of him working twice as hard as any of his classmates due to the faults in the american public education system, he eventually shot up the class list, earning his spot as valedictorian by the end of his high school career.

this caught the attention of multiple military recruiters, who came to his school with hopes of swaying as many teens (specifically teens of color) to join the forces as possible. with promises of great pay, free housing and healthcare for himself and his family, and the opportunity to use his intelligence to help ‘change the world for the better,’ the eager 17-year-old didn’t even have to think twice. that very same week that they showed up at his school, joaquin had taken the asvab test and passed with flying colors, soon putting in his application for the air force academy.

the next 3 years went by in a flash - joaquin moved out of his home and to the academy in colorado, along with 1000 other teenagers who had found themselves in a similar position. he remained at the top 5% of his class, though all of his studies did nothing to prepare him for the day that thanos and his army broke through the atmosphere.

PART 2: IW --> ENDGAME.

in the 3 years that joaquin had been a student at the academy, the strict schedule of his day had never been broken. however, when the giant spaceship hovered over new york, thousands of students crowded around any available tv to stop and stare. he watched for what seemed like hours, frantically texting his mother to make sure that she and his grandmother were safe back at home in arizona. everyone watched with baited breath, until the students in the mess hall started disappearing. everything went in slow motion after that, with the blaring alarms ringing and the remaining teachers instructing everyone to go back to their dorms. the halls filled with dust and the yells for people that had vanished into thin air.

calls and texts weren’t going through, and the news stations that everyone had been anchored to soon showed nothing but static. after a day, the school allowed for people to leave, and joaquin took his car and made his way back to arizona as fast as he could. he burst through the doors of his childhood home, to see dust settled on the couch in front of the tv that still blared on. he was alone.

the few weeks remaining of the school year had been cut short, and in that time joaquin found himself spiraling. at the advice of one of his teachers, he sought out peer counseling, and eventually was able to come to terms with what had happened. at the end of that summer, the true nature of what had happened had finally dawned on the population - the avengers wouldn’t be saving them and their family members. nobody was coming back. the world continued to spin on, and with that, was the air force academy sending for the remaining students to finish out the rest of their time there. joaquin, now a senior and only 21 years old, was left with no choice but to sell his childhood home and pack as many family memories as he could into the trunk of his car, making his way back out to colorado to finish what he had started.

the school looked like a ghost town, and the air of dread and grief hung around all year. at graduation, there were still the same 1000 seats on the football field. however, half of them remained empty - memorials for the dead scattered amongst the living.

after graduation, joaquin started his service. he started renting a small one bedroom apartment outside of langley air force base in virginia, where he had been recently stationed. he threw himself into his work, moving up the ranks and proving himself for 4 years, up until the very moment that the dead started coming back to life. he found himself right back at his childhood home, where the new inhabitants had freaked out over the people that had revived themselves in the living room. after realizing what had happened outside, they had allowed them to stay there until joaquin could make his way down to find them. after a series of long hugs and tears shed outside the house that he grew up in, he took them back to his apartment where they tried to make sense of what had happened.

PART 3: THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER.

six months after the dead had returned, joaquin’s family still lived in his small apartment. it was nearly impossible for anybody to find a new home when half of the world’s population needed places to stay. relieved that his survival meant the avoidance of the rapidly-filling grc camps, he and his family were more than happy to make do with what they had. he’d become the sole supporter of the household at 26 years old as his mother struggled to find somewhere to work, and he yet again poured himself into his own job, but he brought a new sense of optimism into the mix. the family that he mourned for years had returned to him. in his eyes, anything was possible.

he soon found himself working alongside sam wilson, acting as his ‘boots on the ground’ and as his intel provider for his missions alongside the air force. after a successful rescue of one of his supervising officers from batroc and his crew, he found himself starstruck at what the man was able to accomplish completely on his own. the two quickly bonded and joaquin offered his help wherever he could give it, especially after sam seemed to take an interest in the flag smashers, a group that joaquin had been following since the creation of the grc camps. promising that he’d continue to watch the group’s movements online and notify sam if things started to escalate, joaquin found himself in switzerland just a couple days later, figuring that the best way to get information would be to get in the mix himself. that lands him with a broken orbital thanks to a man that has super strength, hinting at the possibility of the flag smashers being much more than meets the eye.

after the reveal of john walker as captain america, the air force immediately puts both him and lemar on the newly formed flag smasher case. due to his discovery of the group, joaquin is recruited onto the team as the only intel officer, helping to locate any and all information on the group and keep walker and hoskins up to date as they go and try to apprehend them. at the same time, sam is running his own mission on the side, as he’s able to use redwing to track the flag smashers to an abandoned warehouse in munich. joaquin drops everything to fly the plane and take them there. he doesn’t know that the ops department put a hidden tracker inside of redwing, but that revelation makes him start to become weary of them when sam tells him.

after he returns to langley air force base from munich, he’s immediately spoken to by his superiors. he’s no longer under orders to help sam wilson, as that was a one-time mission to save captain vassant, and is told to instead focus his energy on what he was assigned to - assisting walker and hoskins. he’s not punished for his actions, but there’s a threat should he get caught helping someone with air force resources again. he agrees, though has no intentions on stopping his contact with sam. joaquin calls him after that, letting him know what went down and how he had to be more careful if he wanted to keep being able to help with things. he keeps his head down for a while, just doing what’s asked of him while trying to keep an ear out.

eventually, he’s called by sam and asked to find information on donya madani. he finds out that she and karli were registered at the camp in riga, lativa, and that she appeared to hold a loved position within the community. because of the rising threat of the flag smashers, the air force adds two more intel officers onto the case, which keeps joaquin from being able to delay information from getting to walker. he’s only able to buy sam and bucky a couple hours, before walker and hoskins meet them in latvia and the rest of episode 4′s events unfold.

joaquin sees the video of the murder in the plaza along with the rest of the world, and immediately watches as the base turns to chaos with the higher ups seeking to take control of the situation. his scene with sam remains the same, and he excitedly picks up the bag with the wings and keeps it in the trunk of his car. he then goes back to dc (?), where walker’s punishments are set to be read to him. as a part of the team, he’s told to stand at the back of the room and bear witness, and he hears the accusations that he spews to the government officials. he doesn’t expect them to make sense, taking the seeds of doubt that had planted themselves after being told to work against sam and sprouting them into a genuine distaste for the air force.

before he can leave, he’s stopped by the major from the vassant mission, a man that he’s known since his first days out of the academy. he reminds joaquin about the upcoming run of promotions, and how he’s been a first lieutenant long enough to apply for captain if he wanted to. with the reputation that he got after being the one to discover and report about the flag smashers, the major tells him that he was almost guaranteed to make the promotion if he applied for it. with walker’s voice still echoing in his head, and the wings now passed down to him, he hesitates and plays it off as being humble, telling the man that he’ll think about it.

during the time that passes during the montage, joaquin spends his time trying to locate the flag smashers while fixing his wings in secret back at his apartment, until he finally realizes that their next target is new york. since the wings aren’t finished by that time, he offers to help as himself, pushing the fact that he told sam he was his boots on the ground, and he meant it. meeting them in new york, joaquin worked to evacuate people from the buildings, and was the person to hack into the flag smasher app to apprehend them. he’s also there with the big circle of people as sam has his speech to the government official, a giant smile on his face. it’s in that moment that he makes his decision regarding his promotion - sam was able to help countless more people in just a week (?) than joaquin had in the four years after his graduation from the air force academy. he doesn’t put in an application for promotion, and makes a mental note to leave the air force in the next couple months, once his 5 years of contractual post-grad service are completed.

a few days later, joaquin video calls sam to show him the fixed wings, extremely proud of himself. sam then starts training him to take over the falcon mantle, and joaquin starts getting accustomed to the superhero world that he’s found himself in and everything that it entails.

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captainscanadian · 3 years

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Love Me Blue | Bucky Barnes x Reader (Rasleela)

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Summary: Perhaps Bucky Barnes is the Krishna to your Radha.

Word Count: 3800+

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Tamilian!Hindu!Reader, Sam Wilson

Warnings: References to Hinduism, PTSD, Endgame References.

A/N: This is my entry for @bucky-smiles‘s 3K Diversity Writing Challenge! My prompt was to write a fic with a Hindu reader. I decided to write this fic with a Tamilian reader because I am Tamilian. I was born in Sri Lanka and my mother’s side of the family are Hindu. Although I consider myself an agnostic theist, I do enjoy reading the epics of Mahabharata and Ramayana. Pic from Pinterest! <3 Divider by @whimsicalrogers!

The more Bucky Barnes read about Hinduism, the more intrigued he became about how a highly skilled former SHIELD agent had retained her faith even after living through the literal end of the world. After Thanos and the Infinity War, and losing Tony and Natasha, it came as a surprise to him that you still continued to uphold the religious traditions that you were raised with. You could have easily walked away from them, but it was the fact that you chose not to do so that made Bucky realize how strong you were.

From maintaining a strict vegetarian diet to starting your day with the morning chants, the way your daily life was filled with your faith… it was refreshing to see, especially during a time when people were not always that religious. Nowadays when he awoke at dawn, he would hear the usual chants of the Sri Venkateswara Suprabhatam being recited next door, and he could not deny that it gave him the same kind of comfort as it did to you.

Whenever the rest of the team were gone on missions, he often joined you in your living quarters for breakfast, and it was safe to say that he had taken a liking to the hearty South Indian vegetarian meal that he could often expect from you. In a way, he often looked forward to the days when the two of you were alone at the compound. Usually, that included cooking together and talking about your life in India and his time in Wakanda. Other times, you found yourself working out together; you were even sparring partners.

It was no secret that the two of you had been spending quite a lot of time together, and the Avengers were not completely oblivious to the sparks that were flying between you and the super soldier every time you were in the same room. As much as you hated to admit it to yourself, when Wanda pressed on during one of your many girls’ nights, you confessed that you did feel something for Bucky. You had brushed it off as your inner history nerd being fascinated by a man who fought in the Second World War, but you knew better than that. Wanda knew as well; she could read minds, after all.

Sam had also noticed that Bucky had started to come out of his shell ever since you had arrived at the compound, and he could never pass up an opportunity to tease him about it. “So, you’ve been in a good mood lately…” He pointed out to his friend during one workout session.

Bucky knew where Sam was getting at, but a part of him refused to give him the satisfaction of being right. “It must be the extra sleep I’ve been getting.” He admitted, genuinely.

It was partially true, as his sleep has improved a lot since he had first moved into the compound. Between working together with the compound’s newly hired in-house therapist and spending time with you, it seemed that his nerves had finally calmed down.

“Does Y/N have anything to do with that?” He asked, batting his eyelashes in a rather teasing manner.

This caused the supersoldier to become flushed, and he quickly looked away to hide the sheepish grin on his lips. “Possibly.” He could not lie about how your arrival at the compound had certainly lifted his spirits; in a world where he had assumed that he was on his own, you had been the one to show him that he wasn’t alone and he did not want to be alone again.

Sam knew damn well that you and Bucky were one and the same. Both of you had faced tremendous loss, and had given up on fighting in hopes of finding peace, only to be pulled back into the fight again. He could not deny that the two of you would make a good pair, as different as you were.

When he had asked Bucky if he had any intentions to ask you out, that was when Bucky had even considered asking you out. Not that he worried that you would reject him; he was just unsure that it was the right time. Despite defeating Thanos, the world was still in shock from the blip and it seemed unfair of him that he wanted to move on from that. But he knew better than to let these anxieties get the worst of him. He had seen enough war and suffering; it was time for him to put his happiness before all.

Needless to say, you made him very happy.

He had told Sam of his plan on asking you out, but he wanted to plan the most perfect date for the two of you. He wanted to ask you out when he knew what your first date would be, and so he hoped to find out more about what you wanted when it came to your love life.

It was during one of your many late night chats by the lake when you had found yourself staring up at the starlit sky, your peacock print scarf wrapped over your shoulders as you pulled your knees up to your chest.

Bucky had been pacing back and forth across the gazebo, trying to find the right words to say even though he did not want to be direct. “Hey Y/N, can I ask you something?”

The sound of his voice snapped you out of your thoughts, and you turned over to face him. “If it’s about the Cold War, I can’t answer that.”

This made him chuckle softly, and certainly put his nerves at ease. “Oh? And here I thought that you knew your history.” He teased, as always.

Laughing softly, you stood up from your seat on the bench and walked up to him. “I do know my history, but I’ve got my mind on the present at the moment.” You admitted, honestly.

Who were you kidding? When you first met this man, you did have your mind on history. You were fascinated by the Howling Commando who fought alongside Captain America; he was merely a historical figure to you.

But now in the present, you could not deny that he was much more than that. He was a friend, a companion, someone you had become quite fond of. You did not know how to describe it; but you could not deny that you saw a glimpse of Lord Krishna in his eyes. He sure had the charm, and the mystery, but your own fear of loss had held you back from acting on what you felt for him.

“Speaking of the moment, that brings me back to my question.” He rolled his eyes at you rather playfully. “What’s Rasleela?”

Your eyes grew wide at his question. “Rasleela?”

“I looked up one of the paintings in your apartment.” He responded with a shrug.

Ever since he had spent that night at your apartment, Bucky had been frequently asking you questions about the various paintings and idols of Lord Krishna that you had kept in your living quarters. He had explained that his fascination with your religion had stemmed from the fact that he had lived in Wakanda and had experienced their culture as well; and it had caused him to become curious of all of the traditions that you followed.

Of course, you had no problem sharing with him the context behind the paintings around your home. The story of Radha and Krishna was always close to your heart, and you certainly appreciated being able to share them with someone else. It was no secret that sharing these love stories with Bucky had only contributed to your feelings towards him, but you did not want to get ahead of yourself like that. You were technically his boss, after all.

“Rasleela… well, the literal meaning of it is ‘the dance of divine love’ but that’s quite a mouthful.” You admitted, laughing softly. “The painting I have in my apartment shows Lord Krishna and Radha dancing under the stars, doesn’t it? My grandmother told me that it happens in one night, when Lord Krishna hides in the forest and plays his flute. All the girls in his village get so mesmerized by it… they follow the music into the forest and they go searching for him. When they find him, they dance all night. It’s a celebration of love, really… the dancing.”

“But why are there so many women who danced with him?” He asked. “Why is he dancing with all of them when Radha was the one he loved?”

“Believe it or not, he was quite the playboy.” You replied, your lips curling into a smirk as you crossed your arms against your chest. “He loved Radha the most, but every girl in the village still loved him.”

“So, you have a thing for playboys, huh?”

“I have a thing for Lord Krishna.” You replied in a rather teasing manner. “I mean, I’m devoted to Lord Krishna. But when it comes to my love life… I want someone to love me like Lord Krishna loved Radha.”

As messed up as the world was, this wish of yours had never changed. Ever since you were a little girl in South India listening to your grandmother’s stories, you fell in love with Lord Krishna and the pure love that he held for Radha. This kind of love was unconditional, and undying.

“Would you ever want to have your own Rasleela, Y/N?” Bucky asked you, rather curiously.

“What?”

“Dance all night, under the stars, celebrate love… would you ever want to be a part of something like that?” He asked.

You thought for a moment, wondering if you could ever be a part of something so magical. “I mean, I doubt that I would ever experience something so magical. But if I found someone to be my Krishna, I guess I won’t be opposed to it.” And you meant that.

Frankly, he knew exactly what you meant too.

When you woke up the next morning, it was way past dawn. You had turned on the usual morning chants on your phone, and hooked it up to the speakers. While the chants were playing in the background, you made your way over to the bathroom to clean yourself up and get ready for your prayers. But when you made your way over towards your shrine, you had noticed that the footprints that you had painted from your front door were no longer there.

You hadn’t taken them off, so it made you wonder who would have managed to scrape all of that paint off of the tiles. But when you made your way over to the front door and opened it, you were greeted by a surprise.

It was a box, rectangular and tied with a giant red bow. You looked around the hallway before picking it up, wondering who would have left this as you closed the door behind you. As curious as you were about what was in that box, you did not open it right away. You had to head to work, since Rhodey and Wanda had just returned from a mission.

When you arrived to make yourself some breakfast, the dining area had been rather empty. Most of the team had eaten and left, but the table had been set for one; it had a plate that was covered with a lid and a sticky note with your name on it.

“Well, this morning has been full of surprises, hasn’t it?” You said to yourself as you sat down on the table and removed the lid, seeing a freshly prepared dosa and onion chutney on the plate. “It sure has…”

At that moment, you knew damn well who was responsible for the neatly wrapped box at your door and the South Indian breakfast surprise; other than yourself, there was only one other person here at the compound who knew how to make South Indian food, and he had been acting a little suspicious lately.

You had eaten your breakfast in quiet, constantly paying attention to your surroundings in hopes that Bucky would return to the dining area to ensure that you were eating the meal he had left behind for you. But to your disappointment, he did not show. As a matter of fact, the last time you saw him had been when you had returned to your living quarters following your nightly chat by the lake.

The rest of the day went by as you were swarmed with mission reports and briefings, and the whole time Bucky was nowhere to be found. Not that he had to be a part of them, as he hadn’t been taking part in missions just yet. But it was safe to say that you could not go this long without seeing him.

Of course, you could have asked your team if they had seen Bucky anywhere. If he wasn’t at the compound, you knew that he would have at least told someone where he went. Truth be told, your pride had just gotten in the way of you just blatantly admitting to someone that you were looking for him. You could just picture the look on Sam’s eyes when you asked him where Bucky was.

“Took you long enough.” Sam muttered when you entered his living quarters. “I’ve been expecting you all morning, Y/N.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You asked, crossing your arms as you looked over at him in utter confusion.

“You’re looking for the cyborg, aren’t ya?”

You nodded. “Yeah, I am. I haven’t seen him all day, and he left breakfast for me. I figured that I would ask you where I could find him. Is he okay?”

“He’s fine.” He replied, giving you a reassuring smile. “He’s just hiding from you.”

“Then where is he?” You asked, wondering what was going on with the supersoldier. “What? Why?”

“He left on his Harley at sunrise while I was going on my run. He didn’t tell me where he was headed, just that he needed to stay hidden until nightfall and that you would know where to find him.” He replied with a shrug. “Something about ‘following the music’ or whatever. I had no idea what he meant by that.”

Your cheeks flushed at his words before you shook your head. “God, I should have known that he was up to something when he asked me what he did last night.” You admitted, sighing.

“What did he ask you?”

“Nothing you should know about.” You replied with a wink. “Did he say anything else, by the way?”

“Just that you would know where he is… and that you should just ‘follow the music’ if you didn’t know. Don’t get me wrong, I have no idea what that means. But if you want, I can help you track him down.” He offered. “Honestly. I don’t know what goes on in that cyborg brain of his.”

You wanted to consider Sam’s offer, but you knew that it was best not to. Clearly, Bucky had known that you would find him; it even seemed that he wanted you to. As much as you want to let Sam get involved, and you understood his good heart for offering, you wanted this to be a lot more personal. Besides, Agent Y/L/N was not someone who would back away from a challenge.

“It’s fine, Sam.” You shrugged him off. “If he wants me to go on a wild goose chase, then I guess that’s what I’ll do. It’s not like I have a team of superheroes to oversee or anything like that.”

The Falcon chuckled at that. “I’ve always known that something was up with the two of you.” He admitted, genuinely. Having watched you at your lowest, he wanted nothing more than for you to find happiness, especially with someone like Bucky. “You like him, don’t you?”

You nodded. “Yeah, I do.” You confessed, feeling your cheeks heat up once again. “I mean, I don’t think I know how to keep that a secret. We have been spending a lot of time together lately, and I’m sure people are starting to notice.”

Not that you cared about what anyone might think. Being the supervising officer to the Avengers did not mean that you had to stray away from meeting your personal needs. You had all survived an apocalypse; the least you could do is be happy.

“I know he likes you too, Y/N. He can’t seem to shut up about you, and I hope that everything works out for you.” He grinned as he pulled you into an embrace. “You deserve it.”

You gave him a nod as you hugged him back. “Thanks, Sam. I know that… I’ve been hard on myself ever since… what happened. But I know now that Bucky’s not the bad guy in my story. He never was, and maybe… maybe it won’t be so bad. Maybe the bad things in my life are over.”

Sam nodded understandingly, still not letting go of the hug. “Have you told him yet?” He asked, certainly worried about his two close friends.

You shook your head. “No, I haven’t told him. I didn’t know how to. How am I supposed to tell him that I misunderstood him? Or that there was a time when I wanted nothing more than to kill him?”

Looking back at that time only broke your heart, and your eyes glazed over. You knew that Bucky would never judge you if he ever found out about your past, but you could not get yourself to share this with him. You did not know how to.

“You know that wasn’t your fault, Y/N.” He reminded you. “Just like it wasn’t his fault either.”

You nodded. “Yeah, I know that now. But I can’t help but feel guilty sometimes. Bucky’s one of the sweetest, kindest, and gentlest people I’ve ever met. I just feel awful about believing what everyone was saying about him. I should have known better. I should have believed Steve.”

Pulling back from the hug, Sam quickly wiped away your tears. “Y/N, come on… there’s no point in feeling shitty about the past. Bucky likes you. You like Bucky. Just focus on the present for now, okay? You and I both know that Bucky’s the last person who would judge you for what happened, and if he found out about what you’ve been through, I know for a fact that it wouldn’t change anything. You have nothing to worry about, okay?”

“Okay.” You sighed, knowing that he was right. “I should probably go and find him.”

“Yeah, you do that.” He agreed, chuckling softly before leaning over to kiss your forehead. “Be happy, Y/N.”

“Thanks, Sam.”

When you exited Sam’s living quarters, you headed back to your own. Remembering that the footprints in your living room had been removed, you wondered if it could be Bucky’s doing. You and Bucky had been talking well into the late hours of the night before you decided to head back to your living quarters, and he had walked you back to yours the whole way. You could not remember if Bucky had come inside with you, but he certainly could have come in with you and helped you into bed before he had scraped the footprints off.

But if so, why would he do that?

What did Bucky mean when he had told Sam that you would know where he was? What did he mean by ‘follow the music’? Why did he ask you about Rasleela last night?

You suddenly remembered the box that you had found at your doorstep that morning, and you rushed over to open it. Inside was a dark blue lace dress that was straight out of the 1940s, and a handwritten note from Bucky.

If you would let me be the Krishna to your Radha, I’ll show you how we did ‘Rasleela’ back in my day. -Bucky

Reading the note only made your cheeks heat up once again. You had been expecting him to pull something like this on you since the moment he had even asked you about the meaning of Rasleela in the first place. But you hadn’t expected him to be this fast.

It did not take you long to figure out where he was. After all, Sam had mentioned that Bucky had left the compound pretty early. With his clue to ‘follow the music’ and the message he had left on that note, it was all pretty clear to you.

Being a history major, you had always been fond of how much New York City had changed since the days of the Great Depression. When you had first met Steve Rogers and taken him on a tour around Manhattan, he had mentioned to you of how different it had been back in the day.

You had been the first one to find out about how Peggy had asked him to meet her at the Stork Club for their date, which Steve hadn’t been able to make. Seventy years later, you had offered to take him to the place where the Stork Club used to be.

It was a pocket park now, with the club being demolished and replaced with an artificial waterfall and several benches. You and Steve had sat there for hours, and he had shared with you all the stories about how Bucky would drag him out there to go dancing with some girls he met.

What a playboy he must have been back then?

Before you knew it, you had slipped into the dress that Bucky had given you and were heading towards Paley Park in hopes that you could find him there. As it was a four hour drive from the compound to the heart of Manhattan, you found yourself bringing out one of your favourite toys.

A present from your former mentor and SHIELD Supervising Officer Agent Phil Coulson, Lola was a cherry red 1962 Chevrolet Corvette that was upgraded with some of Howard Stark’s, and then Tony Stark’s technologies. Steve used to tell you that Howard had once promised to create flying cars at one of the Stark Expos, and Lola was the closest thing that came to that; in flight mode, the wheels folded down and there was a hover-capable propulsion system that replaced them.

Knowing of Bucky’s interest in flying cars through Steve, you could only hope that he would be excited to see you arriving in Lola when you pulled up to Paley Park. Frankly, the four hour drive to the city was now cut short, thanks to Lola. Oh how you loved Phil for letting you take his car after him. Even though you were only using her for leisurely purposes, Lola made you feel some kind of power. After all, if you could drive a flying car, you could pretty much do anything else in the world.

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shipskicksandgiggles · 3 years

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for your fic ideas, I genuinely cannot decide between 3, 6 & 10 (they're all so good!) but if you do write something for any one of them, I'd love to read it.

okay so I wrote short thing for all of them, but they also come with little explanations because at least one of them needs context. I cut after 3′s explanation but all of them have blurbs (honestly 6 and 10 could be considered short fics ngl), but yeah. enjoy!

3. “Listen I know this is a Christian place but you cannot tell me something about this feels like witchcraft” in which Peter, MJ, and Ned go to Rose Hill for something with Harley

now I’m from a city. not a big one but big enough that moving to a small town was really fucking weird for me, and while I know this place has a lot of roots in christianity, something about it feels unholy in ways I cannot express. I like to think that Rose Hill has the same vibe

So the history of Rose Hill, Tennessee, like all other tiny Bible Belt towns, begins with a church. It's not big, but its congregation is consistent, and Harley could have told you every little thing about the pipe organ and the stained glass windows.

When his Midtown friends agreed to come down for spring break, he was already planning out an entire tour of the town.

MJ shouldered her bag as she got out of the car and walked closer to the church he’d told them about as they got closer. She stopped a few feet from the bottom of the stairs and spun to take in a 360° view of the main street.

It was mostly filled with quaint old houses and homey shops, but it was a cute place in Harley’s opinion. It was home.

After another minute, she turned back to face the boys.

“Harley, don’t take this the wrong way since I know you said this town has roots in Christianity and all that, but you cannot convince me there’s not some sort of witchcraft involved here.”

Ned let out a huff. “Thank god someone else noticed. I was about to say that, but I didn’t want to sound crazy.”

“I don’t even know how to respond to that if I’m honest,” Harley confessed.

“Hon, I’m sure it’s nothing. We’re just not used to small towns. The energy is-” Peter waved his hand “-different, I guess. C’mon, let's just keep going. It’s nothing,” Peter repeated.

He frowned, but he shrugged it off. Maybe the friendly cats around the coffee shop would warm them to Rose Hill a little more.

6. Scott Lang and Peter Parker meet John Walker, and in true character roast the ever living shit out of him while Tony cheers them on in proud dad

this definitely isn’t original but I think it’s hilarious and the concept is killing me so here you go. also hi nat and tony are alive because fuck you I said so. endgame was a stupid movie and the only part of the ending I consider canon is steve giving up the shield. let me know if I should post this on ao3 since it’s a bit longer

Sam made fun of him for his staring problem, but it came in handy when he didn’t react to the quiet thud that landed on the truck. Bucky knew exactly who it was and why he was there.

The bastard sitting across from him did not have the same information, and the look on John Walker’s face had Sam suppressing a smile by the looks of it.

Sure enough, a familiar red mask appeared upside down in the window, and Sam let out a laugh when Walker shrieked. Hell, even Bucky smiled.

“What the hell is that thing?” he demanded.

“C’mon Spider-Baby, get in the damn truck.”

The kid climbed his way in through the back window and landed in a crouch before pulling off his mask and taking his seat between Sam and Bucky. “Sorry I’m late, you know how it is. And I’m not a baby, Captain Wilson. That’s rude.”

Walker cleared his throat. “He’s technically not a captain.”

Peter seemed to just notice the new guy. “Who the hell are you?”

“I’m Captain America, who the hell are you?”

“Uh, no offense big guy, but unless I missed a really important email, he’s Captain America.” He nodded towards Sam. “I’m your guy’s backup.”

“You look like you’re 12.”

“Okay, is someone gonna tell me who this asshole is, or am I going to have to web his mouth shut for the rest of this trip?”

Bucky snickered. “Peter Parker, meet John Walker. John, play nice. I know he looks small, but he could beat me in a fight, super soldier or not.”

“Why do I know that name?” Peter wondered aloud. “Wait, you’re the PR experiment right? Like the one the government is trying to make work because they’re made Captain Rogers appointed a man of color to be his successor? Oh Scott’s gonna love this, hold on.” He tapped out a code on his wrist, and something akin to a phone screen appeared. “Cass? Cass!”

Cassie Lang’s face popped into the camera. “Peter? Dude, I thought you were on a mission.”

“No, no, I am. Hey, is your dad around?”

“Uh, yeah I think your dad’s lab, hold on.” She disappeared and her audio cut out, presumably as she went to find him.

Not even a minute later, she came back into view with Scott by her side. “Okay, what’s up?”

“So I’m with Captain America right?” He flipped the camera to show John.

“That’s not Cap,” Scott snorted. “Wait, is this the guy they put on the news in a Cap cosplay a couple months ago?”

“Yeah. He’s kinda awful.”

Walker squawked, but Peter shushed him. “So the man with the giant metal frisbee really thinks he’s Cap like Captain Wilson isn’t right here, yeah?”

“He looks like a Renaissance painter tried to paint Steve from memory, so he’s definitely not America’s Ass.”

They heard a loud wheeze in the background. “Was that Tony?” Sam asked.

“Sam? Hey man! Yeah it was Tony.”

“Put him on then,” Bucky said.

“Hey Mr. Stark!”

“Hey you crazy kids. Walker, I didn’t appreciate you complimenting me on the news, I’m much more than my brains you know. Kinda saved your whole reality and all, but sure. Anyways, as Iron Man I’m obligated by my strenuous relationship with your mantel to tell you that you’re not all that and everything special about you came out of the United States government, which as we know is consistently racist, homophobic, sexist, and overall awful so I don’t trust you around my team or my kid. Stay in your lane and don’t get cocky. That shield isn’t yours and it’ll never be, so don’t give us a reason to take it from you, cool? Cool. To the rest of you, be safe on your mission and I’m sure Nat and Clint will have dinner warmed up when you get back.”

The call ended, and Walker’s flushed looked severely unhealthy. “How dare you-”

Peter waved him off and started talking to Bucky instead, choosing to trace over the lines of his metal arm. “Hey, Shuri said she sent Tony the parts to fix the rotator in your wrist. Did he get them installed last time you were home?”

Despite the way they first met, Bucky was fairly comfortable with Peter handing his arm. “Yeah he did. Might need a tune up though.”

He nodded. Then he spoke to Sam. “Nat misses you. She can’t wait until you’re back home so she can kick your ass in Monopoly.”

“As if,” Sam scoffed.

Walker looked thoroughly constipated just watching their dynamic, and Peter definitely noticed. “You’re not an Avenger, John Smith. We don’t care if you have the shield or not, you’re still an imposter, and quite frankly Captain Rogers would be ashamed of you.”

Bucky wanted the face Walker made framed in his front room just so everyone else could see the man exalted by the US government dressed down by a teenager in a bug costume.

“Hey how much longer till we get there?” Peter asked.

“Torres?” Sam called.

“Couple hours give or take,” Torres responded. “We might hit a little traffic on the outskirts of the bigger city between now and the target.”

“Cool. Are you guys good if I nap for a bit?”

Bucky cocked his head at him. “Have you not been sleeping again?”

“Not on purpose! I’ve got a lot of homework, man. That Reintegration to Society class my school is making all the blipped kids take is kicking my ass.”

“Fine. Half hour nap. We’ll wake you.”

“M’kay.” Peter leaned his head on Bucky’s shoulder and laid his legs across Sam’s. The kid was out like a light before they could glare Walker into submission.

One thing was for certain: this would be the easiest mission they’d had in a while.

10. Nick Fury’s collection of lesbian daughters + Clint Barton and Tony Stark that he has no idea how they got there but he secretly wanted kids so this is fine

literally this man has adopted every lesbian he has met in the MCU so far. I want him to meet Valkyrie so bad it’s not even funny. Clint and Tony kind of just Happened but he’s okay with it.

“What will your kids call you?”

“Fury.”

She called him Nick. Carol that is. So did her friend Maria. He wasn’t so sure if they were a couple or not, but he didn’t want to assume.

That’s not the point. Fury didn’t want to have kids. Wasn’t the type to settle down and marry a nice girl, so he never put much thought other than ‘no’ into it when people asked.

But goddamn it, he was going to manage this lesbian space person and her wife to the best of his abilities, so sure, he was a parent.

Two kids were enough though.

Clint Barton was strange. Fury had no idea who he was or what he had done with his life, and considering his whole life was intelligence, he didn’t know what to make of it.

Still, the guy was a human disaster area, and Fury begrudgingly took on a third child.

The third child obviously brought in the fourth one. An angry red head he was pretty sure Barton was supposed to kill. That didn’t matter when Nick sat down outside her cell and asked why she didn’t just kill him instead.

“He’s not like the others,” she said.

“How would you like to become like him?” he asked.

He wasn’t expecting a fifth. Maria was calm, down to earth, and he trusted her. She was the do no harm, take no shit type of woman that he liked working with. She still needed someone to keep her nerves from fraying once in a while.

That and he was wholly unprepared for the only side of her that she had no idea how to hide. Why every girl he adopts likes other women he will have no idea.

Natasha had to drag Tony Stark in by the ear, and Nick couldn’t say he was exactly impressed.

“Dying isn’t an option.”

“Well I’m out of options, Nick.”

Nick Fury swore the children he didn’t plan on having would never call him anything other than Fury. Now he has a granddaughter and he doesn’t mind so much anymore.

Carol called him old when he told her, and Maria rolled her eyes. Clint just grinned before he tripped over his own feet. Natasha caught the plate he almost dropped before handing it back to him. Hill made fun of him, but that was okay. He could take it. Tony had taken after him a little too well, and was managing his own group of pseudo-children somewhere in New York, but he promised to FaceTime them over dinner.

“What will your kids call you?” she’d asked.

He reflected back on that moment now, almost 30 years later. Nick. They’ll call me Nick.

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