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[giveninservice]

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them (whichever muse)

“Why are you standing there like a kicked puppy? Are you getting in or not, Rogers?”

#legendssoldierscientists #v: undecided #answered

[ofgunsandlipstick]

@legendssoldierscientists​ gets a thing

Something had changed since Steve strode into camp at the head of the 107th. She’d always seen him for just who he might become, but he seemed to have grown into the body, into the persona of Captain America. Peggy met his eyes, the connection between them burning with desire. She wanted nothing more than to pull him behind the munitions shed and have her way with him.

Instead, she waited for a few minutes later, when she could press a note into the palm of his hand, pretending nothing had happened at all.

My bunk. 22:00. Don’t be late. -PC

#★ V: NO ONE LAUGHS AT GOD IN A WAR (ca:tfa) #legendssoldierscientists

[mongsanggga]

To Death and Back | legendssoldierscientists

@legendssoldierscientists​ continued from here

Tony closed his eyes as Steve’s voice washed over him. It was comforting to hear. “It’s not... it’s me, Capsicle. Don’t hang up. It’s not a prank.. I.. I don’t know what happened... but I woke up in a coffin.”

➻ ➻       Steve froze for a long moment. Tony? His Tony was calling him? He sat conflicted in the chair, licking his lips as he tried to think about a response. He and Morgan had just laid Tony to rest, and now he was calling him? “Forgive me if I’m not convinced, honey. Morgan and I have had a very long day, and I’m not sure either of us could handle any pranks or torments from terrible paparazzi right now.” he explained. “As much as I want to believe, you’ll have to prove it.” He leaned back, picking up the tumblr and taking a slow drink, ice tinkling on the glass as he did so. 

#legendssoldierscientists #Tony S. #request muse;; Steve #I can always count on him;; Steve x Tony #t; To Death and Back

[tangleweave]

Black or White (RP)

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Eddie shifted the subwoofer into position with a careful nudge. Its intended placement had been meticulously taped out on the stage set, and by now he knew what sort of tantrums performers could throw if their equipment wasn’t arranged just so. The word “problematic” came to mind. Then again, he wasn’t a man who had an ear for music like they did, so who was he to judge? He did what he was paid to do.

Sometimes he even got paid double.

“Hey, Brock! Be careful when you get the drums out, she’s fussy.”

Eddie rolled his eyes. “A fussy drummer, who’d have thought?” he muttered. For being the demographic of rock band members with the greatest access to instruments upon which one could healthily take out their aggression, drummers did seem a specifically persnickety lot. All the ones he remembered from his college days had copped attitudes, just as bad as any star quarterback who knew his talent could make or break the team.

It was for that reason that when he began pulling out elements of the drumset, he saw to it that each leg was meticulously placed on the divots in the rug, and each swing arm was lined up to the last millimeter. God forbid any object should be one iota out of place.

He noticed the blonde with the pink highlights almost at the same time she laid eyes on him setting up the kit. The first thing that struck him about her was not her slender form, a spark in her eye, or the clothes she wore… it was her disposition. Preparing for band gigs, typically members were hyping themselves up, tuning instruments – and drummers, in particular, would be maniacally tapping away on anything and everything their sticks could reach.

But not her. There was no other word to describe her entire output. She looked…

Sad.

#legendssoldierscientists #muse: eddie brock

[aeterna---amantes]

Through the Dreams

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Loki was in that place again.

He never remembered his dreams in the morning, but those dreams either brought him to Asgard or to a place he’d never been at before. Not awake, that is; when he was there, in his dreams, he knew it by heart. The vast, bare spaces lined with alien artwork and strange installments, the scents and colours and the sight of a city he'd never actually seen — all of it was so familiar as if he just arrived in his real home.

He never was alone. There was someone else, a rather handsome man, who always seemed to be busy working — or, in Asgard, busy discovering the palace. In both places though, Loki was happy to see him. Now, he found him tinkering on the sofa with a small metal thing.

“What are you working on now?”

He sounded curious as he walked over to the sofa, head tilted in wonder. Whatever Tony came up with, it was interesting. Loki always found himself fascinated with the man’s creativity.

#legendssoldierscientists

[emeraldsnakesdagger]

I have been falling for... ever.

Loki stumbled through the portal, hair wild and gasping, and into a nearby tree. Using it to hold himself up, he tried to calm his breathing down. It had truly been a nightmare these last few... could be days, could be years, for all he knew. The TVA had a way of playing with time like a cat will a ball of string, wrapping it up and stretching it out as they pleased.

Mobius... Sylvie... 

Gone in their own ways.

Thor?

Perhaps he could locate his brother for aid, and the God of Thunder wouldn’t knock him down for dying on them again...

The God of Mischief sighed and rubbed his face. He needed a new plan. He needed a new glorious purpose. He needed... 

New allies... 

@legendssoldierscientists​

#legendssoldierscientists #I hope this is ok!

[hoshizoranoseirei-a]

Loving Wings | legendssoldierscientists

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Bruce smiled lovingly, he absolutely adored Clint, especially since the archer wasn’t scared of him. Wasn’t scared of Hulk. “You see me, not just the big guy and you’re not scared.” He whispered, stroking Clint’s feathers and lightly organizing them to lay flat. “I love you too, Clint.” Since it was just them the scientist hummed lowly and his wings fluttered carefully as he cared for his soulmate.

Clint gave a soft hum as his feathers were touched, eyes closing as he relaxed into the other male. "I don't have a reason to be scared of you or Hulk. You're both mine." He answered, opening his eyes to reach out and pet his mate's feathers. He didn't get a lot of time alone with Bruce, so he didn't often see Bruce's wings, but they were beautiful. "I could never be scared of someone so caring and loving."

#legendssoldierscientists #Bruce B. #c; Clint #I see better from a distance;; Clint Barton #love in purple hues;; Clint x Bruce #t; Loving Wings

[stripesofbrooklyn]

@legendssoldierscientists​

“You know, Stark, I didn’t expect you to actually come through on a date with me.”

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[ninetypoundasthmatic]

@legendssoldierscientists [X]

He allows himself to be pulled in, trusting Thor to touch and handle him (not because he though Thor would hurt him, but because Steve didn’t allow many to touch or manhandle him). Once settled, he tips his head up, chin resting on Thor’s chest. His smaller hand searches for and takes Thor’s hand pulling it close to kiss at his knuckles. “Would talking help?” he asks softly. “Or do you just need me to be here?” Steve then props up and leans in to kiss his partner, hand moving to cup Thor’s jaw.

#legendssoldierscientists #legendssoldierscientists: Thor #Thread

[giveninservice]

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance (Steve)

“You’re a punk.”

Bucky had to laugh as Steve pulled him up to dance, stifling a smile the entire time. It reminded him of back when they were kids, when he’d hauled Steve to just about every dance within a close enough radius, insisted they practice beforehand, even though they just ended up stepping on each others feet and dying of laughter.

#legendssoldierscientists #v: undecided #answered

[ofgunsandlipstick]

Should they be sleeping? Yes. Morning will come all too soon and Peggy is going to have to leave long before the sun rises. And yet, here she is crushed to his chest, lips meeting repeatedly in lazy, slow kisses that curl her toes, leg thrown over his sloppily. “We should sleep,” she whispers unconvincingly, lie made obvious with every the way she deepens their next kiss, tongue tangled with his. “We’ll be tired tomorrow.”

@legendssoldierscientists​ liked for a sunday starter

#★ V: NO ONE LAUGHS AT GOD IN A WAR (ca:tfa) #legendssoldierscientists

[mongsanggga]

Behind the Facade | legendssoldierscientists

Thor had been doing well, playing the role in public fashion for two weeks, but he needed a break from it all to be himself. The break came with a blissful week of quiet while the official marriage ceremony was planned out. It gave him time to just be with Loki, for the two to learn more about their worlds and each other. Thor was glad for it, and had chosen to hide in the shared room they had been given, which the pair had changed to their liking. He was seated in their little sun area, the shades drawn closed enough to see as he read, relaxing in what equated to sleep attire as he waited for Loki to eventually join him.

@legendssoldierscientists for Jotun!Alpha!Loki

#legendssoldierscientists #Loki L. #Request Muse;; Thor #Entwined Fates and Love;; Thor x Loki #t; Behind the Facade

[tangleweave]

Graduates (RP)

@legendssoldierscientists (Gwen Stacy)​

The clattering sirens of the bank’s earsplitting alarm system did nothing to stop the two criminals from invading the vault with duffel bags and fleeing with millions of dollars in small bills.

Clearly the sirens weren’t doing their part.

Spider-Man whipped around a corner in search of the two. Naturally, they’d split up, both content to head different directions in order to evade pursuit. Smart. He didn’t normally credit them with that level of intelligence. Somebody was stepping up their game.

A hard buzz of his spider-sense forced him to fire a line across the street and yank himself away. It was an instant before he felt a concussive blast of force warble past him, followed by a zipping noise. Concussions at mach speeds... that can only be--

“Get outta here, Spider-Man! You don’t gotta cover every heist that goes down in this city, you know!”

Spider-Man looked down at the sidewalk from which the blast had originated. Sure enough, there was his yellow-and-red-clad attacker, sprinting to the north, with a swarm of pedestrians now content to divide and let him pass among them rather than risk getting mowed down by his tech.

He liked the name Shocker. Spider-Man had a slightly different one for him.

“C’mon, Herman, let’s not do this song and dance!” he called down to the fleeing villain, taking to a new web line to try to catch up with him. “You know I could bowl you over with just your name, right? What’s a Herman good for? Fine day for a Herman, isn’t it? Watch out, everyone down there! Herman approaches!”

He was lining up further dazzling repartée when he abruptly hear a fluttering sound in the left earphone of his mask. “Uh-oh,” he muttered, his left eye scanning the HUD on the inside of his eyepiece -- it gave him a readout of who was calling him. I am so dead...

He tapped the side of his head just below the left ridge of his bottom jaw. “Hey, babe!” he said cheerily, hoping the mood would be lightened simply by his tone. “What's up?”

#legendssoldierscientists #muse: spidey

[lievmultimuses1]

@legendssoldierscientists​

Peter walked into the coffee shop with a long sigh, he had spend the whole night working hunting down a new group of supervillains around town and then school kicked his ass so right now all he could think was coffee and some cheap food, God aunt May was going to be mad with his diet.

#fandom (Spider Man) #Spider Man (Peter Parker) #Peter Parker x Gwen Stacy (interactions) #legendssoldierscientists #icon by: ME

[likehephaestionwhodied15]

Closed Starter for @legendssoldierscientists​

Bucky hated opening, but nothing nothing was worse than opening after closing the night before. Which is how they found themselves trying to smile as they rang up what felt like the thousandth iced caramel macchiato, and having keep from shouting at people leaving that a vanilla latte with caramel drizzle would be cheaper and the exact same thing as they watched the poor drink get stirred as patrons left. But no that would get them fired, probably, Bucky wasn’t actually sure. But probably.

So they smiled, nodded and printed the ticket, they hated register but watching their poor coworkers trying to keep up with the morning rush, made it almost worth it. How many times had poor Steve nearly knocked steamed milk on the floor? Well no steamed milk for this drink, this incredibly sad drink.

Bucky thanked the customer, taking a breath before looking up at the next customer. Stopping for a moment at the grace and and elegance of this person. Bucky swallowed putting on their best ‘i love my job’ smile

“Hi, what can I do for you?”

#legendssoldierscientists #the winter soldier || threads #mystQUEUEry of love #if you need help for loki's drink let me know #i know you said you wern't sure and then I didn't get that far #sorry

[invincibleiron]

“You coming over later?” Tony asked as he plopped down at the table, glancing over at Bruce. “I got that new game system, if you wanted to try it.” He said with a little bump of their shoulders. “And my dad is gone on a conference trip the rest of the week so we could probably get Mom to order us some pizza and just chill.” He said, looking hopefully over at the other teen.

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