#papa!zemo

[lokislittlemidgardian]

Just saw ur Daddy!Zemo and I knew I had to send in a request. Could u please do Zemo x little!reader where they just want cuddles and kisses all the time. I’m sorry if that’s a little vague but I hope u can u something with it. Thank u✨

Cuddly engel

Content - age regression, cg!zemo, cuddles, soft toys, paperwork, fluff, not proofread, don't like don't read.

Summary - when you can’t fight regression one night when zemo is working you desperately need him to help you.

Authors note - there was just something inside me that had to make the reader zemos wife he just gives off such good husband vibes, a bit shorter I was a bit tired, reblogs are greatly appreciated, I hope you enjoy!<3

Translations - my love - meine Liebe, beautiful - schön, darling - liebling,

You knew you shouldn’t have taken a nap this afternoon, you knew you were going to wake up small but you decided to do it anyway.

Oh did you regret it now.

You knew that you were safe to regress of course you did but it was just a bit tricky today, helmut had been working constantly for the past few weeks and while you knew he would drop everything in a heartbeat to take care of you you didn’t want to bother him.

So for for the next half an hour you lied there on your back staring up at the ceiling trying to get your older mindset back, but nothing would work it was completely pointless.

Eventually you decided to swallow your pride and go and find your husband.

Going over to your wardrobe you pulled down the wooden box that sat on the top shelf, opening it you pulled out a blue soft rabbit and placed it under your arm before moving the box onto the hardwood flooring.

Tiptoeing out of your bedroom you made your way down the oak stairs.

You looked around trying to find helmut knowing he hadn’t been to a meeting so he must be at home.

This was the only problem about your house, there were to many rooms to remember when you were little.

Making your way back up the stairs you wandered over to the only other room you could think of, helmut’s study.

You peaked through the crack in the door making sure he wasn’t on the phone before gently pushing it open making the old hinges creek making you cringe.

Looking up from his paperwork the barons eyes softened when they saw it was you, “hello meine Liebe” he smiled pushing out his rolley chair from his desk “hi papa” you said softly paddeling your way over to him.

“Ahh has my little lamb come out to play?” He chuckled reaching his hand out to reach your own “mhm” you mumbled “I’m not disrupting you am I?” “Of course not schön you could never interrupt me” he said softly knowing you were sensitive to noise in this state of mind.

“Papa can I come up please?” You whispered you gestured to his desk chair “of course you can my darling” he cooed helping guide you into a cradling position in his lap.

After placing a kiss to your forehead he rolled the chair in and went back to his work occasionally looking down to make sure you were sound.

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After a while of working he looked down to see your head resting on his left shoulder, your hand clutching onto his sleeve struggling to keep your eyes open.

“Is my liebling sleepy?” He chuckled bringing his hand down too stroke your palm.

You were too far gone to speak so you just let out a light grumble and nuzzled your face into his soft chest.

Smiling down at you Zemo brushed away a strand of hair that had called down across your face before placing a kiss to your hairline.

“Go to sleep then my love, I’ve got you”

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[prpfs]

21+. She/Her. Looking for some fandom roleplays.

Please be 21+! 🐺

I write on Discord (through DMs or servers) or through Tumblr messages. I write in third person, past tense and usually around 2-4 paragraphs. I can't reply every day. I try not to make anyone wait longer than 3-5 days for replies.

Canon x canon pairings (MxM, FxF, or MxF ; please be open to writing at least two of those ; I don't write with people who only do MxF) are my favorite. I'm okay with doing some canon x OC ones (MxM or FxF only). I like my threads to be set within the universe so no AUs that are way off the beaten path. I do prefer writing romantic ships with NSFW/smut involved but also with a very healthy dose of plot. If you'd rather keep things clean and/or do platonic ships, I'm willing to take that into consideration.

All characters will be 18+!

I'll be listing my main muses for each fandom. I have my favorite ships, but I'm willing to try just about any so we can discuss those together. Any character in bold, I'm especially interested in writing as right now.

Doctor Who/Torchwood: Dhawan!Master, Eleventh Doctor, Fifth Doctor, Fourteenth Doctor, Harry Sullivan, Ian Chesterton, Jack Harkness, Second Doctor, Sixth Doctor, Tenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan

Fantastic Beasts Franchise: Albus Dumbledore, Theseus Scamander

Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire: Alliser Thorne, Daenerys Targaryen, Gerion Lannister, Jaime Lannister, Lyn Corbray, Margaery Tyrell, Petyr Baelish, Rodrik Harlaw, Roose Bolton, Sansa Stark, Stannis Baratheon, Thoros, Tywin Lannister, Yoren

Ghost/Clergy Universe: Cardinal Copia, Dewdrop Ghoul, Papa Emeritus IV

Grand Theft Auto IV: Dimitri Rascalov, Francis McReary, Gerry McReary, Mikhail Faustin, Niko Bellic, Ray Boccino

Grand Theft Auto V: Devin Weston, Michael De Santa, Steve Haines

Harry Potter Franchise: Augustus Rookwood, Barty Crouch Jr., Cedric Diggory, Cormac McLaggen, Gilderoy Lockhart, Oliver Wood, Severus Snape

House of the Dragon: Daemon Targaryen, Otto Hightower

Marvel/Marvel Cinematic Universe: Bruce Banner, Bucky Barnes, Eddie Brock, Harry Osborn, Helmut Zemo, Loki Laufeyson, Matt Murdock, Nathan Summers, Peter Parker, Piotr Rasputin, Tony Masters, Tony Stark, Wade Wilson

Saw Franchise: Mark Hoffman, William Schenk

Supernatural: Arthur Ketch, Azazel, Chuck Shurley, Dean Winchester, Lucifer, Mick Davies

Tolkien Legendarium: Bard, Beleg, Bofur, Boromir, Celeborn, Curufin, Elrond, Haldir

The Walking Dead: Beth Greene, Gareth, Merle Dixon, Paul Rovia, Shane Walsh

If you made it through to the end and would like to work something out, you can like this post and I'll reach out to you, message me on here, or add me on Discord: lindsay7046.

like and anon will get back to you! but also send a dm @symptomxofxthexuniverse or a discord message to lindsay7046

#fandom rp #fandom roleplay #doctor who rp #torchwood rp #harry potter rp #fantastic beasts rp #house of the dragon rp #game of thrones rp #grand theft auto rp #ghost rp #marvel rp #the walking dead rp #legendarium rp #supernatural rp #saw rp #21+ rp

[findroleplay]

21+. She/Her. Looking for some fandom roleplays.

Please be 21+!

I write on Discord (through DMs or servers) or through Tumblr messages. I write in third person, past tense and usually around 2-4 paragraphs. I can't reply every day. I try not to make anyone wait longer than 3-5 days for replies.

Canon x canon pairings (MxM, FxF, or MxF ; please be open to writing at least two of those ; I don't write with people who only do MxF) are my favorite. I'm okay with doing some canon x OC ones (MxM or FxF only). I like my threads to be set within the universe so no AUs that are way off the beaten path. I do prefer writing romantic ships with NSFW/smut involved but also with a very healthy dose of plot. If you'd rather keep things clean and/or do platonic ships, I'm willing to take that into consideration.

All characters will be 18+!

I'll be listing my main muses for each fandom. I have my favorite ships, but I'm willing to try just about any so we can discuss those together. Any character in bold, I'm especially interested in writing as right now.

Doctor Who/Torchwood: Dhawan!Master, Eleventh Doctor, Fifth Doctor, Fourteenth Doctor, Harry Sullivan, Ian Chesterton, Jack Harkness, Second Doctor, Sixth Doctor, Tenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan

Fantastic Beasts Franchise: Albus Dumbledore, Theseus Scamander

Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire: Alliser Thorne, Daenerys Targaryen, Gerion Lannister, Jaime Lannister, Lyn Corbray, Margaery Tyrell, Petyr Baelish, Rodrik Harlaw, Roose Bolton, Sansa Stark, Stannis Baratheon, Thoros, Tywin Lannister, Yoren

Ghost/Clergy Universe: Cardinal Copia, Dewdrop Ghoul, Papa Emeritus IV

Grand Theft Auto IV: Dimitri Rascalov, Francis McReary, Gerry McReary, Mikhail Faustin, Niko Bellic, Ray Boccino

Grand Theft Auto V: Devin Weston, Michael De Santa, Steve Haines

Harry Potter Franchise: Augustus Rookwood, Barty Crouch Jr., Cedric Diggory, Cormac McLaggen, Gilderoy Lockhart, Oliver Wood, Severus Snape

House of the Dragon: Daemon Targaryen, Otto Hightower

Marvel/Marvel Cinematic Universe: Bruce Banner, Bucky Barnes, Eddie Brock, Harry Osborn, Helmut Zemo, Loki Laufeyson, Matt Murdock, Nathan Summers, Peter Parker, Piotr Rasputin, Tony Masters, Tony Stark, Wade Wilson

Saw Franchise: Mark Hoffman, William Schenk

Supernatural: Arthur Ketch, Azazel, Chuck Shurley, Dean Winchester, Lucifer, Mick Davies

Tolkien Legendarium: Bard, Beleg, Bofur, Boromir, Celeborn, Curufin, Elrond, Haldir

The Walking Dead: Beth Greene, Gareth, Merle Dixon, Paul Rovia, Shane Walsh

If you made it through to the end and would like to work something out, you can like this post and I'll reach out to you, message me on here, or add me on Discord: lindsay7046.

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#roleplay #rp #mxm rp #mxf rp #fxf rp #supernatural rp #oc rp #doctor who rp #torchwood rp #fantastic beasts rp #game of Thrones rp #a song of Ice and fire rp #Grand theft auto iv rp #grand theft auto V rp #harry potter rp #house of the dragon rp #marvel rp #Marvel cinematic universe rp #the walking dead rp #Tolkien books rp

[gvtted-ratz]

request/idea rules

requests: open

fandoms/characters:

• dc

the ridder/edward nashton (the batman 2022), scarecrow/johnathan crane (mix of arkham night game+injustice 2)

• marvel

anthony "tony" stark/iron man, peter benjamin parker/spider-man, wade wilson/deadpool, helmut zemo, james "bucky" barnes/winter soldier, matthew "matt" murdock/daredevil, franklin "foggy" nelson, frank castle/the punisher, william "billy" russo/jigsaw, miguel o'hara, spider-punk/hobart "hobie" brown (smatsv)

• slasher fandom

billy lenz (black christmas 1974), brahms heelshire, martin mathias (martin 1977), harry warden/the miner (og and remake), asa emory (the collector), jason voorhees (og and 2009 remake), michael myers (og and rz remake), arkin o'brien (the collector/the collection), arkin o'brien (the collector/the collection), nicholas "nick" henry jones(house of wax, lester sinclair (house of wax)

john doe +

john doe

• marble hornets

masky/timothy "tim" wright, skully/jay merrick, alexander "alex" kralie, hoody/brian thomas

• duskwood (game)

richy rogers, phil hawkins, jake "hakermen", thomas, daniel "dan" anderson

there will be blood

eli sunday

that's not my neighbor (game)

physicist/dr. w. afton, milkman/francis mosses, hoon (milkman doppelganger), scarlet milk (milkman doppleganger), pilot/steven rudboys, d.d.d agent (hazmat guy)

today i'm harvesting you (game)

dante, the collector

call of duty (+modern warfare 2)

könig, simon "ghost" riley, kyle "gaz" garrick, john "soap" mactavish, alejandro vargas, rodolfo "rudy" parra, gary "roach" sanderson

yes/no:

will not do

• incest

• suicide

• ddlg/ddlb

• scat/urine

• pregnancy

• heavy angst

• teacher/student

• sa/rape/non-con

• full smut/sex scenes

• illnesses/issues we're unfamiliar with (ask)

• underage/child anything (papa, uncle, child, etc. reader &/or character)

• fem reader (including pronouns/detailed anatomy due to high discomfort) - anything else is fine

can/will do

• fics (1k+)

• past abuse

• headcanons

• drabbles (100-1k)

• alpha/beta/omega

• polyamory relationships

• blood, gore, violence, etc.

• self-harm (to a degree. ask)

• anything soft, comfort, fluff

• aus (soulmate, cafe, bookstore, etc.)

• some ships/otps/rarepairs (feel free to ask)

• death of character/reader (character/reader kills the other)

• nearly any pronouns (including neos, just provide pronouns)

• male/masc, gender-neutral, nonbinary, trans male reader, neogenders/xenogender reader (this includes monster, human, alien, divine etc. readers)

• "steamy" scenes/dub-con (more tame/less described) <- will be posted on ao3 ONLY (link will be provided for requests)

#request #request rules #x reader #x male reader #x trans male reader #x gender neutral reader #fanfic request #marvel #dc #marble hornets #duskwood #duskwood game #john doe visual novel #cod mw2 #cod #francis mosses x reader #dr w afton x reader

[krazykiki05]

There’s Just Not Enough Hours in the Day

Zemo accidentally had a daughter at 16 with a 17 year old. When she found out what he was doing back in 2016, she teamed up with the Avengers to help fight her father at the age of 19. During this time, she helped Bucky and they grew close.. She moved to Wakanda to help him readjust to modern life. When Bucky came back from the blip, he lived with her. He would miss therapy if it wasn’t for her. She would have never seen her father again if it wasn’t for him.

I

I Part 5 I

I

Bucky shut the container door and it was pitch black. Sam and Sharon used their phones' flashlights to light up the room. Bucky held onto me as bullets were still fired outside. “You okay?” He asks me. 

“I’m fine.” I lie. A bullet was lodged in my torso, off to the side so I know it didn’t hit any vital organs. I’ll live as long as I dress it in time. I discreetly place my hand there, to cover the seeping blood. It was an all black outfit, but blood still shines in light. 

After a few minutes, all gunshots were gone. “Stand back.” Bucky says before using his metal arm punch the doors open. As soon as we get out, a car speeds our way before stopping right in front of us. My father. “Supercharged.” He explains. I chuckle. 

“You’re going back to jail.” Sam threatens. 

“Do you want to find Karli or not?” 

“He’s right. We need him.” My boyfriend defends. I hop in the front seat, where it’s less likely for them to see my wound. I pull my legs up to my chest, which hurt a lot but I was comfortable. I lean against the door and try to relax. Sam tries to get Sharon to come with us, but she refuses. Papa speeds off. 

“Malyshka, what’s wrong?” Papa asks as he drives us back to the plane. 

“What? Nothing.” I answered too defensively. Papa glances at me. 

“I’m your father. Something’s wrong, I know it.” He argues in our native language. I glare at him. 

“I’m just tired. We all are.” I lie in the same language. Papa shakes his head with a frown. 

“I don’t buy it. Are you hurt?” He asks. I hesitate. 

“No.”

“Then that means you would be okay moving your hand and getting your feet off the seat.” He challenges casually. I look at Papa worriedly, also glancing back at Bucky and Sam who were curious to what we were talking about. I move my hand, palm side covered in blood. I place it on my calf. My father harshly grabs my hand, looking at my palm. Sam and Bucky catch a glimpse of it too. “Dammit!” Papa curses in English. 

“What the hell.”

“Annika what the hell is that?” Sam asks. I tank my hand away, placing it back on my wound. My father punches the wheel. 

“She got shot.” He answers. Both men look at me. 

You said you were fine!” Bucky chastises. 

“I am fine!” I defend. 

“A bullet wound is not fine! It’s not!” Sam yells. Papa takes out his phone. 

“Oeznik, get some medical supplies. She has a bullet wound.” My father commands on the phone in Sokovian. I sigh. I got back to leaning against the car door. I felt a hand rub my shoulder from behind. Sam. 

“Hey. Don’t fall asleep.” Bucky calls. I obey.

~~~~~~~

Once we arrived at the airport, walking to the plane was easy, even swatting Bucky’s hand away from helping me. It was until I got to the steps. Sam and Papa both went in front of me to get the supplies ready. Bucky triled behind in case I fell. I didn’t, but it still took me a good minute to get up there. 

“Sit. Here. Now.” Sam snaps. With the help of Bucky, I sat on the couch part of the plane. I lift up my shirt to reveal the hold bigger than I thought. 

“Shit.” I mumble. Sam pulls out a pair of tweezers. Right. He had to get the bullet out. Bucky sits next to me, facing us so that he’s behind me. He places his metal arm over my mouth. 

“Place your hands on my arm.” He says, guiding one hand. I grasp his metal arm lightly. My heart starts racing.  My father couldn’t watch, running to the cockpit. Bucky places his right arm around my torso. Sam and Bucky both nod at each other. Wait, what about me? I wasn’t ready! But they didn’t care. Sam uses one gloved hand to hold the wound open. I yelp into Bucky’s hand. I felt him place his face into my hair. Sam takes the tweezers and dig it into my skin. I yell and squeeze Bucky’s arm, nails bending at the metal. I let out a sob, shutting my eyes.

“Okay. All done.” Sam said. Bucky releases the hand over my mouth, I drop my arms. Having to endure that took up the last of my energy. My head feel back onto Bucky, well, my whole body did. Sam looks at me with sympathetic eyes. “Lay her down, Buck.” He whispers. 

Bucky gently sets me down. He is moved out of the way by my father. Papa places his overcoat on top of me and kisses my forehead. Just like tucking me into bed when I was a little girl. “Rest for now, Malyshka. I’ll wake you later so you can eat.” 

Zemo’s POV

I sat in my chair, contemplating if I should ask him or not. Well she is my daughter. “James, I am going to ask you an..unusual question. But I’m going to need you to answer.” James looks up from cleaning his metal arm. His eyebrows are furrowed. “How much does Annika eat in a day?” I could tell he was taken back by the question. But nonetheless, he thinks. 

“Um. Not that much, honestly. You could say she has the appetite of a sparrow.” Bucky answers, chuckling at himself. I frown. It has returned. 

“Why you ask?” Sam asks. I sigh. Technically it’s not my place to tell. But Bucky is her...boyfriend. And he should know. She will just have to deal with Sam knowing. 

“When Anni was 16, she developed Bulimia. Anorexia if her mother and I were out of town for days at a time. It lasted 2 years, 2 years until one day, her mother and I heard a noise from the bathroom. A thud. The door was locked. I had to break it down. And there she was. My little girl, unconscious on the floor, vomit in the toilet. We took her to the hospital, where she had to stay there for 3 days to pump nutrients into her body. Her body was so used to digesting only itself, that digesting real food caused her great pain.” I explain. Both men look concerned. I look at my sleeping daughter. “She should not be this exhausted if she has been eating well.” I add. 

“So, you’re saying it’s back?” Bucky asks. 

“I know it’s back. I know what she looks like healthy. And that is not it.” I say, pointing.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

We’ve been in the air for some time now, the sky has grown dark. I think Anni has slept enough. So I started putting together some food. Sam was on the phone when I walked in so I just set his plate on the table next to him. I set mine and Bucky’s on the same table. I kneel down to gently wake Annika from her slumber by rubbing her shoulder. I see her twitch. “Malyshka, you’ve got to eat.” I whisper. Anni moans in annoyance but gets up. I set the plate on her lap. “I want all of this gone.” I demand before leaving to sit in my seat. 

“She died in Riga. a city near the Baltic sea.” Sam explains. 

“I have a place we can go.” I announce. 

#sebastian #Sebastian Stan #sebastianstan #bucky #Bucky Barnes #buckybarnes #bucky imagine #zemo imagine #zemo #daddy zemo #helmut zemo #sam wilson #daniel brühl #captain america #captain america fluff #anthony mackie

[darkdoverpseeker]

21+. She/Her. Looking for some fandom roleplays.

Please be 21+!

I write on Discord (through DMs or servers) or through Tumblr messages. I write in third person, past tense and usually around 2-4 paragraphs. I can't reply every day. I try not to make anyone wait longer than 3-5 days for replies.

Canon x canon pairings (MxM, FxF, or MxF ; please be open to writing at least two of those ; I don't write with people who only do MxF) are my favorite. I'm okay with doing some canon x OC ones (MxM or FxF only). I like my threads to be set within the universe so no AUs that are way off the beaten path. I do prefer writing romantic ships with NSFW/smut involved but also with a very healthy dose of plot. If you'd rather keep things clean and/or do platonic ships, I'm willing to take that into consideration.

All characters will be 18+!

I'll be listing my main muses for each fandom. I have my favorite ships, but I'm willing to try just about any so we can discuss those together. Any character in bold, I'm especially interested in writing as right now.

Doctor Who/Torchwood: Dhawan!Master, Eleventh Doctor, Fifth Doctor, Fourteenth Doctor, Harry Sullivan, Ian Chesterton, Jack Harkness, Second Doctor, Sixth Doctor, Tenth Doctor, Yasmin Khan

Fantastic Beasts Franchise: Albus Dumbledore, Theseus Scamander

Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire: Alliser Thorne, Daenerys Targaryen, Gerion Lannister, Jaime Lannister, Lyn Corbray, Margaery Tyrell, Petyr Baelish, Rodrik Harlaw, Roose Bolton, Sansa Stark, Stannis Baratheon, Thoros, Tywin Lannister, Yoren

Ghost/Clergy Universe: Cardinal Copia, Dewdrop Ghoul, Papa Emeritus IV

Grand Theft Auto IV: Dimitri Rascalov, Francis McReary, Gerry McReary, Mikhail Faustin, Niko Bellic, Ray Boccino

Grand Theft Auto V: Devin Weston, Michael De Santa, Steve Haines

Harry Potter Franchise: Augustus Rookwood, Barty Crouch Jr., Cedric Diggory, Cormac McLaggen, Gilderoy Lockhart, Oliver Wood, Severus Snape

House of the Dragon: Daemon Targaryen, Otto Hightower

Marvel/Marvel Cinematic Universe: Bruce Banner, Bucky Barnes, Eddie Brock, Harry Osborn, Helmut Zemo, Loki Laufeyson, Matt Murdock, Nathan Summers, Peter Parker, Piotr Rasputin, Tony Masters, Tony Stark, Wade Wilson

Saw Franchise: Mark Hoffman, William Schenk

Supernatural: Arthur Ketch, Azazel, Chuck Shurley, Dean Winchester, Lucifer, Mick Davies

Tolkien Legendarium: Bard, Beleg, Bofur, Boromir, Celeborn, Curufin, Elrond, Haldir

The Walking Dead: Beth Greene, Gareth, Merle Dixon, Paul Rovia, Shane Walsh

If you made it through to the end and would like to work something out, you can like this post and I'll reach out to you, message me on here, or add me on Discord: lindsay7046.

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#cc x cc #1x1 rp #the walking dead roleplay #the walking dead rp #marvel roleplay #marvel rp #game of thrones roleplay #game of thrones rp #fandom rp #21+ #discord rp #tumblr rp #spicy #rp #roleplay

[night-ace]

character list

crossed out names are characters i don't currently feel like writing for. list changes frequently.

requests: open

• obi-wan kenobi (star wars)

• cardinal copia / papa IV (ghost bc)

• karl heisenberg (resident evil village)

• dmitri antonov / enzo (stranger things)

• helmut zemo (marvel)

matt murdock (daredevil)

bruce wayne (the batman 2022)

steven grant / marc spector (marvel)

bucky barnes (marvel)

stephen strange (marvel)

reiner braun (attack on titan)

buddha (record of ragnarok)

james Wesley (daredevil)

#james wesley #james wesley x reader #obi wan kenobi x reader #obi wan kenobi #bruce wayne #battinson x reader #moon knight x reader #reiner braun x reader

[coralalmondwagontree]

THE FATHER

helmut zemo x daughter!lena zemo

Amidst the chaos and destruction of Novi Grad, Helmut Zemo sprinted through the crumbling streets, his world shattered by the devastation that had torn his family apart. In his arms, he carried his injured daughter, Lena, her small form clinging to him as he ran. The ground trembled beneath them, buildings collapsing around them, and the sky was painted with flames and smoke.

Beside him, his wife and father were lost in the destruction, leaving him with nothing but the weight of responsibility for Lena's safety. He ran, his breath ragged, his heart pounding with fear and desperation. With every step, he felt the ground quiver beneath him, an ominous sign of the impending catastrophe.

As the ground split apart, creating a chasm that seemed to swallow the city whole, Helmut's steps faltered. He stumbled, his injured arm screaming in protest, but he refused to let go of Lena. He clung to her, his heart aching with the knowledge that he was her only lifeline in this sea of chaos.

But the tremors grew stronger, the ground beneath them shifting violently. Helmut's grip on Lena tightened, his eyes wide with terror as the edge of the chasm loomed closer. He reached the precipice, his heart in his throat as he looked down into the abyss below.

And then, the worst of his fears came to life. Lena slipped from his grasp, her fingers brushing against his as she tumbled over the edge. Helmut's heart seemed to stop as he watched her fall, her cries of desperation echoing in his ears.

"No! Lena!" he screamed, his voice hoarse with agony.

In a desperate, instinctual movement, he lunged forward, his arm outstretched. His fingers brushed against hers, and for a brief moment, he had hope that he could save her. But his injured arm gave way, his strength failing him in the face of the abyss.

Lena's eyes met his, a mixture of fear and reassurance shining in her gaze. She smiled, a painful expression that told him she had accepted her fate. She knew that only one of them could survive, and in her eyes, he was the one who deserved that chance.

"It's okay, Papa," she whispered, her voice carried away by the wind.

Helmut's eyes filled with tears as he sobbed, his entire being consumed by the agony of the moment. "No, Lena! Hold on!"

But Lena's grip slipped through his fingers, and she let go. She fell into the darkness, her voice fading into the chaos as Helmut roared, his anguish echoing through the desolate city.

He collapsed to his knees, his body shaking with grief. His tears fell like rain, his heart torn apart by the loss of his daughter. The world had crumbled around him, taking everything he loved with it, leaving him alone in a sea of destruction.

And all he could do was weep, his cries carrying the weight of a father's love and a shattered soul.

#helmut zemo #zemo #baron zemo #novigrad #the avengers #age of ultron

[anteroom-of-death]

TIME TO CRY ABOUT CARL ZEMO HOURS

#personal #carl zemo #baby boy #baby #your papa tried to destroy what destroyed you #ily

[lipstickbisous]

That sounds perfect, krasivaya, although I’m not very appreciative of the attitude...What’s this about a lost pen? I could buy you another, little one, there’s no need to get upset - Papa

it was such a nice pen because it wrote so well and it was shaped so it kinda fit your hand :( idk where i left it papa but i found a link for them on target!! i’ll be ordering about 1,000 of them...how is your day, papa?

#papa zemo 🛍

[hardlyinteresting]

Incandescently zemo x reader Edwardian AU

part 1/2

I watched Downton abbey a couple months ago, and then I started writing this. I'm hoping that posting it as two parts makes me actually finish it (have written the ending it's the more the middle that's tripping me up. anyway, enjoy!

Warnings: Period typical sexism, large amounts of wealth, marriage arrangements, age gap (lmk if you want me to add anything else)

part 2 here

As a little girl, she had imagined marrying a prince, living happily ever after. A lifetime of watching sunsets and walking hand in hand as she had seen her mother and father do so often. Incandescently in love for the sake of being in love. She had never considered there being reasons to be in love, marrying for the sake of politics or money. Of course, as the only child of a Lord, she had always known she’d marry someone as wealthy and affluent as her family, but she had hoped that she would still have some say in who she chose to spend her life with. But by fifteen, stuffed into starched dresses and corsets, every eligible bachelor coming to dine, the illusion was lost. The reality that as a woman she would not inherit her father’s land, fortune, or title became one of the most common conversations in the house, the pressure to marry a man with a large fortune and hopefully, a title equal to or great than her father’s only continued to grow day by day. Sure, some of the men who came to stay were lovely, kind souls even but none of them felt right; until Baron Zemo.

“Good morning,” she smiles as she enters the breakfast room. The smell of marmalade and warm toast fills the room, she presses a kiss to her father’s cheek the smell of black coffee taking over. “We’re hosting dinner this evening,” he says not looking up from his newspaper. “When are we not hosting dinner?” she dares to ask, only earning a scowl in response, “what do the papers say today Papa?” “Nothing of any specific interest. An article about the post-war economy. Farmhands are demanding higher wages. Women want to vote”. “Oh, Papa, the world is changing!” “Too much if you ask me”. “Perhaps women will be able to inherit in time”. “Perhaps, but that is a long time away still”. “Why must you always be so cross?” He sighs, lowering his paper, “I am not cross. Just constantly disappointed, and concerned”. “At my being a girl? I must tell you I am not entirely pleased with it either. Knowing the only thing I’m expected to do is marry. Not being allowed to do much else beyond that anyway--” “You know I did not mean it like that my dear”.

“And maybe you didn’t. But it does not make it any less true”.

That evening, her corset digs uncomfortably into her sides as she sits down at the dining table, it only reminds her to sit up straighter, to square her shoulders and to present herself as the perfect statue of a woman that her parents expect her to be. The room is illuminated by candlelight and the chandelier above, the silverware sparkling. Obviously, by plan the evening’s special guest Baron Helmut Zemo sits to her right. She’ll admit he’s much more handsome than she was expecting and his age doesn’t show the way she thought it might. When her mother told her he had been widowed years earlier she was prepared to be sat next to an old man, but here he is with not even a touch of grey in his hair, skin still youthful. Even in his white tie dinner wear his frame boasts strong shoulders and the same strength of men his junior.

Taking a sip of water from her crystal glass she speaks up, “And Lord Zemo, what is your opinion on women and the vote?” If she’s going to be forced to be here, she may as well have fun, right? Setting down his knife and fork, he takes a sip of his own water, she watches his eyes glance across the table to where her father is in conversation with her mother and grandmother. “It is my experience that women are often left preoccupied with the task of getting married-- but it is also my experience that women want and deserve far more than that. A real leader would want to have the opinions and support of all of his citizens, not just the men”. “Spoken like a true diplomat. Aristocracy is lucky to have you”. “And you,” he quizzes with a boyish smirk, “what are your opinions on the vote?” “I also want more than to marry. I think I might even dare to say I deserve it”.

“Deserve what my dear?” Her father joins the conversation. “A new gown. I was just saying that I felt underdressed for dinner with such esteemed company,” she attempts to save herself. “Darling, I’m sure the Baron has no interest in your dressing. Don’t bore him,” her mother scolds instead. “Yes mama,” she sighs turning to look at Helmut, “I do apologise if I have not been good company tonight”. “On the contrary. You have been exceptional company,” Zemo says low enough that her parents, who seem to have already begun a new conversation of their own, hear him. “So, is this where the flattery begins?” she asks. “Once again I must contradict you and say, my comments are not insincere,” he smiles.

Once freed from her social obligations for the evening she slips away taking longer than usual to walk the halls of her ancestral home. Her fingertips trace the marble of the pillars and the hand-carved railings. She stops to glance over each of the portraits hanging on the walls overlooking the balcony above the entrance hall; all the men and women who have come before her, and here she stands the last one and her father’s only hope. Perhaps, she thinks, I need to spend more time on my own sense of hope. Her thoughts are cut short by the sound of a cigarette lighter sparking, she watches as Zemo tucks his lighter and cigarette case back into the inside pocket of his jacket before moving to sit on the staircase as he inhales for the first time. A smile makes its way across her face thinking of the few days she had spent in London with friends, sneaking off to jazz bars, the room hazy with cigarette smoke and the music loud. He glances up presumably taking in the impressive double-storey height of the room and its detail when he spots her on the balcony above.

“Has your mother never told you it’s not nice to spy on your guests?” he asks with a smirk.

Her cheeks warm knowing she’s been caught, “I was on my way to bed actually, unlike many of our guests, you are both genuine enough, and innocuous enough that I have no real interest in what you do with your time”. “So, I suppose I won’t be able to ask for a tour then? You seemed fairly captivated by your own home decorations when I came out here”. “And yet, you scold me for spying”. “My dear,” he begins climbing the stairs, “I would never. What good would scolding do anyhow?”

She eyes him as he meets her in the corridor, making use of the ashtray on the side table. “If you're this agreeable tomorrow, I may just have time to give you a tour while everyone is out shooting. That is of course only if you have no plans of joining them”. “I saw enough shooting and death during the war to last me several lifetimes. I do not hunt anymore”. “Well then, meet me in the library at two o’clock tomorrow,” she offers a soft but genuine smile, “Goodnight Lord Zemo”. “Sleep well, my Lady”.

Part 2 here

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There’s Not Enough Hours in the Day

Zemo accidentally had a daughter at 16 with a 17 year old. When she found out what he was doing back in 2016, she teamed up with the Avengers to help fight her father at the age of 19. During this time, she helped Bucky and they grew close.. She moved to Wakanda to help him readjust to modern life. When Bucky came back from the blip, he lived with her. He would miss therapy if it wasn’t for her. She would have never seen her father again if it wasn’t for him.  I I PART 2 I I

“So our first move is grand theft auto?” Sam says as the lights to the garage turns on.  “These are mine.” Papa says with slight malice to the tone. I ran to my favorite car, the red jeep. Bucky follows me. I ignore what my father says and I reach into the backseat by crawling, leaving my ass hanging out for Bucky to look at. Pulling out my personal weapons, I remember my father letting my drive this car for my 18th birthday. I set the duffel bag on the driver’s seat, sifting through it to make sure everything was in there. “Babe…” Bucky muttered, pushing my hand away to rummage through it himself. “All this yours?” I nod proudly.  “Ever since I was 11, that man could buy me some kind of self defense weapon, when I hit 15, they started becoming more like these.” I explain before pulling out a pocket knife from a set I remember getting for my 15th birthday. I see my father walking away, I go to follow him.  “First stop is a woman named Selby. Mid-level fence I still have a line on. From there, we climb.” Papa says. 

~~~~~~~~~ As we get closer to the plane, Sam speaks up. “So all this time you’ve been rich?”  “I’m a baron, Sam. My family was royalty until your friends destroyed our country.”  “So if you’re a baron, and she’s your daughter, that makes her-” I finish Sam’s sentence.  “Baroness.” “How come you never told me?” Bucky asks, sounding a bit hurt.  “It didn’t seem to matter.” I answer.  “Hello, Oeznik.” My father greets the old man in Sokovian.  “Welcome, gentlemen, and lady.” Oez says back. I smile at him.  “Old friend.” Papa says, pulling him in for a hug. After they pull away I hug Oez, him kissing my cheek.  “Please.” papa ushered the men into the plane. 

Once we are in the air, I make myself comfortable in the seat across from my father since the boys were sitting on the other side of the plane across from each other. My knees were tucked up to my chest, overcoat being used as a makeshift blanket. My father chuckles softly as Oeznik comes in with two glasses of champagne. “Apologies if it’s a little warm.” He starts while handing the glasses to my father and I. “The fridge is out. But I will see if there is good food in the galley.” “If it doesn’t pass the smell test,” My father says in Sokovian. I roll my eyes. “Give it to them.” Oeznik chuckles.  “It’s good to have you back sir.” He says before turning to me. “Let me see if I can make your favorite.” He says. I stop him before he exits.  You don’t have to, I’m not hungry.” I say in Sokovian, trying to sharpen my skill. Oeznik was getting older, not as young as he used to be when I would ride this plane as a small child. Oez’s smile drops and my father snaps his head at me. I look at him. “I’m not!” I defend in English. Father tilts his head.  “You should eat something.” He orders in Sokovian.  “I ate before I came.” Father scoffs. “Don’t lie to me. I’ve been with you all day.” Father’s face grows darker in order to ask the next question. “Is it back?” I felt Oeznik lean in closer too. I swallow. I couldn’t tell him the truth. Not right now.  “No.” Father tilts his head back to relax.  “Oeznik, just make her something small, then.” Papa orders, eyes locked with mine the whole sentence.  “Yes, sir.” He responds in English before walking away.  “The hell was that?” Sam asks. Oh shit, I forgot they were there. My father continues to study me.  “Nothing that concerns you.” He answers. I glanced at Bucky who had a suspicious look on his face.  “Okay, then why don’t you tell us about where we are going?”  “I’m sorry.” Father mumbles, looking back down at his book. “I was just fascinated by this. I don’t know what to call it, but this part seems important.” He reaches in his book and pulls out a smaller one. I recognize it to be Bucky’s from its days of sitting on the mudroom table. “Who is Nakajima?” Papa asks. Bucky Is quick to get up, slamming him against his seat, holding him by his throat. I stand up myself.  “Buck, stop!” I plead, placing a hand on the arm around my father’s neck.  “If you touch that again, I’ll kill you.” He growls, I yank on his arm again.  “Okay, James, he gets it.” I snap. Bucky’s eyes snap towards me, before his hand releases their grip. He knows when I say his real name, I’m pissed. Bucky immediately softens going back to his seat, pulling me with him until I sit on the arm of his chair. I drape my legs over his and his metal arms hooks around my waist to keep me from falling.  “Sorry.” He mutters, barely audible.  “I’m sorry. I understand that list of names. People you’ve wronged as the Winter Soldier.” Papa said. I glare at my father.  “Don’t push it.” My boyfriend growls before nuzzling his face into my torso. I keep his head there by hooking my arm around, and running my fingers through his hair.  “You must have really looked up to Steve.” Papa acknowledged. “But I realized something when I met him. The danger with people like him,” He starts. My hand slides down to Bucky’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze. “America's Super Soldier is that we put them on pedestals.” Sam and I both noticed Bucky get antsy, shifting in his seat.  “Papa.” I warned.  “Watch your step, Zemo.” Sam did the same.  “They become symbols. Icons.” He did heed our warnings. “ Then we start to forget about their flaws. From there, cities fly, innocent people die. Movements are formed, wars are fought.” He looks at the man I’m trying to protect. “You remember that right? As a young soldier sent to Germany to stop a mad icon. Do we want to live in a world full of people like Red Skull? That’s why we are going to Madripoor.” I don’t know why my father has to make short answers long.  “What’s up with Madripoor? You guys talk about it like it’s Skull Island.” Sam asks. Bucky speaks up.  “It's an island nation in the Indonesian archipelago.”  “It was a pirate sanctuary in the 1800s.” I add.  “It’s kept its lawless ways but we cannot exactly walk in as ourselves.” Papa explains. “James, you will have to become someone you claim is long gone.” My eyes widened.  “No.”  “Annika, please-” “There has to be another person!”  “Annika, it’s fine.” Bucky says, placing a hand on my thigh. I look down at him as he looks up at me. He sucks at hiding the pain in his eyes.  “Bucky…” I mutter. He sends me a fake reassuring smile.  “Oeznik will be back soon. He will be very mad if he does not find you safe in your own seat.” Papa calls. Sam was taken back by the tone of his voice. A tone he saved just for me, I rolled my eyes and sat back in my own seat. Just in time for Oez to come out with three platters. One for me, Papa, and Sam and Bucky to split. I didn’t make any sign to move. Papa glares at me. “Eat.” He commands in sokovian. I ignore him. 

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joaquin torres masterlist

the moon and the ocean (aka analyst/shield!reader)

calling to you (gn!reader; fluff; meet cute; request)

don’t go (gn!reader; soft angst; joaquin’s deployment drabble; request)

welcome home (gn!reader; fluff; Joaquin’s back home; there’s a puppy now; request)

rough tide (gn!reader; tough of angst with fluff)

vitamin sea (gn!reader; fluff; sort of a part 2 to rough tide; request)

dark nights (gn!reader; angst, hurt/comfort; nightmares; soft!Reader; Fish watches over them; request)

arriba, mi amor (gn!reader; fluff; morning wake up drabble; request)

on speaker (gn!reader; fluff and funny; secret relationship revealed; Fish introduced; Bucky and reader moment; request)

you and me (gn!reader; fluff and funny; drunk!Joaquin; Joaquin and Bucky moment; request)

enough (gn!reader; emotional hurt/comfort; insecurities and doubts; love strengthened; request)

like it rough (gn!reader; remmy’s first try at smut; 18+ only; not explicit or descriptive but still; angry!Joaquin; request)

amor? (gn!reader; ANGST; request)

perdoname? (gn!reader; part 2 to amor?; happy ending; jealous!Joaquin; reader and him make up; request)

family recipes (gn!reader; Joaquin and reader baking; lazy day; request)

need you (gn!reader; 18+ only; Joaquin has baby fever; needy!Joaquin; grabby hands all throughout; request)

our chiquitin (afab!reader; pregnant!reader; tiny bit of angst but mostly fluff; protective!Joaquin; request)

come home (afab!reader; pregnant!reader; ANGST but fluff at end; Joaquin is deployed; request)

welcome to the world (afab!reader; tw: pregnancy; tw: labor complications; stressed! Joaquin; Joaquin falling in love with his daughter; request)

angel and flyboy (superpowered reader)

dinner? (gn!reader; fluff; cute drabble; request)

just admiring (gn!reader; fluff; tea scene in ep 1; request)

see you soon, flyboy (gn!reader; fluff; cute drabble; references to ep. 2; request)

devil came out to play (gn!reader; Reader gets captured; inspiration from ep. 3; request)

angel falling (gn!reader; aftermath of capture; request)

got your back (gn!reader; Joaquin is Falcon; request)

date me? (gn!reader; best friends to lovers trope; request)

new muse (f!Wilson!reader aka Sam’s younger sister; artist; Sam’s sets up Joaquin and his sister; Sam is the best brother; request)

simple families (f!Stark!reader; Stark daughter!; reader talks about her father; supportive!Joaquin; soft and feels; request)

brotherly love (gn!reader; Zemo is like a brother to the reader; soft!Joaquin, feels, forehead touches; request)

kiss me (gn!reader; short!reader; we are fighting and fall on top of one another; request)

take me home (afab!reader; co-write with @pascalpanic; allusions to sex; horny; request)

they were roommates (gn!reader; roommates; that picture on Danny’s story the other day; request)

breathtaking (gn!reader; superpower!reader; imagine Airbender from Avatar: the last Airbender; request)

trip of magic (gn!reader; HC; car trip to Disney; family trip with Sam and Bucky and Sam’s fam; request)

lifeline (gn!reader; anxious!reader; tw: panic attack; tw: anxiety attack; Joaquin is reader’s lifeline; request)

3 knocks (gn!reader; 2 times you patch Joaquin up and the one time he patches you up; I try to do concussed flirting; request)

meeting you (afab!reader; like Natasha, Bucky’s like a big brother; request)

careful hands (afab!reader; 3a/3b curly hair; curly hair representation; request)

sunrise picnics (gn!reader; sunrise picnic; request)

flowing through (gn!reader; ATLA!Inspired; Airbender!reader; request)

dancing in your arms (gn!reader; dancing bachata with Joaquin; request)

papa bear (gn!reader; protective!Bucky; dad!Bucky; found family; request)

papa bear pt. 2 (gn!reader; protective!Bucky; dad!Bucky; tw nightmare; tw Hydra days; tw Winter Soldier; found family; request)

masterpiece (gn!reader; tattooed!reader; Joaquin loves his partner’s tattoos; body admiration; request)

you’re the one for me (gn!reader; reader meeting Joaquin’s ex; high school reunion, ex identifies as bisexual; request)

our hat (gn!reader; inspired by that selfie that Danny posted on his story; if you know the one you know; request)

choose your own adventure fic (gn!reader)

prologue (prompt #5 & roommates)

chapter 1 (scenario #2)

chapter 2 (scenario #2)

chapter 3 (scenario #2)

chapter 4 (scenario #2)

chapter 5 (scenario #2)

chapter 6 (Joaquin & Reader reveal feelings)

chapter 7 (KISS)

chapter 8 (THE END)

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Remembering

[Baron Zemo Masterlist] [Marvel Masterlist]

Pairing: Baron Zemo x Reader/You  (no gender, race or body type described)

Synopsis: You awake to the sounds of Zemo suffering a nightmare. *Hurt/Comfort*

Word Count: < 900

TW: mentions of previous character death/death of a child

A/N: This was supposed to be a fluffy short drabble, but it ended up being angstier than I intended. Sorry! Zemo needs all the comfort/care!

A low murmur pulls you from your slumber. The room is dark, except for the faint moonlight attempting to peek in from the top of the curtains. 

You rub your eyes, still groggy with sleep, when you hear the sound once more.

You prop yourself up on your elbow and tap your phone. It illuminates the space around you, the time reading 1:34 a.m. You shift toward him. Your heart grows heavy; even in the dim glow of your phone, you can make out the tortured expression contorting his face. 

His moan turns soft, closer to a sob. You tenderly brush his hair away from his face.

"Shh—" You lean forward, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "It's just a dream."

His hand lashes out, grabbing your wrist and pulling it tightly, his features riddled with fear.

"It's just me," you offer tenderly. "It was only a nightmare."

His eyes scan the room, his face flashes with relief as the visions fade away. The comfort of your home comes into focus. "Apologies." He releases you immediately. "I didn't mean—"

"I know." You gingerly stroke his cheek. "It's okay."

"It's not." He covers his face, massaging the bridge of his nose and swollen eyes. 

"Do you want to talk about it?"

His lips press together tightly as he shifts his head to the side. 

You wonder what tonight's terror brought. He didn't always want to talk about it. Most of the time, he didn't. However, as your relationship grew, so did what he shared. 

His past was filled with more ghosts than any one man should have to endure. Many times, the nightmares were reminders of the day he lost everything. Others, memories of all he had done in their name under the belief that his ends justified the means to avenge their death and bring those responsible to what he deemed justice. Lately, some had even been of his time in the military and EKO Scorpion operations. You wondered if his missions with the Thunderbolts hadn't reawakened those memories. 

You rest your hand on his arm, your thumb caressing soft, soothing circles. "Can I do anything?" You attempt to nuzzle closer. 

"I'm fine." He rolled away from you, choosing to hold his pain alone.

You contemplate for a moment, wanting to help without overstepping. You shift alongside him, pressing your body flush against his back. You wrap your arms around him, holding him as you tangled your legs together. You worry he might protest to the care, but he doesn't. 

After a minute, he leans back, relaxing into you, allowing himself to be enveloped in your warmth.

You rest your head on his shoulder, letting him know he's not alone.

"It was about Carl." His voice breaks at his son's name, and his body tenses.

You stay silent, just holding him, giving him the space to offer more if he wanted.

He hugs your arms closer to his chest, leaning further into the safety of your embrace.

"We were playing in this little park in our town. Laughing—" he paused, his face tightening. "His laughter was the sweetest sound you could hear." 

He is quiet for a while, and you wonder if he is replaying that beautiful melody in his mind.

"He ran ahead across the green grass. 'Come, catch me, Papa!' he called with that innocent smile. His hand held out, waiting for me to catch up and take it. But, when I reach for him, every time—" he swallows hard. "It's too late. The ground consumes him and all that is around us until only I remain." 

You press a kiss on the back of his shoulder. "I know it's hard." Your lips brush tenderly over his flesh again, the heat of your words linger. "Close your eyes." Sensing his resistance, you hug him tighter. "Close your eyes and go back to the park. Remember that day. Tell me about the time you shared there. Focus on remembering the true memory. Carl is running and then—"

"I chase after him," he begins again solemnly. "I let him run ahead. He cheers in victory, his little arms pumping out excitedly. Then, I sprint forward at the last moment drawing him up into my arms."

You nod quietly against his shoulder, encouraging him to continue. You can almost hear the smile in his tone as the memory builds.

"We spin around and around until we're dizzy with laughter. I brush his hair back; his eyes still shine with joy and wonder. I hold him in my arms—my precious boy."

"He's safe now," you whisper, repressing your own tears. "Hold on to that. Hold on to the good. He'd want that for you. Keep remembering those moments, even when they hurt, because they keep him alive. He lives on in you." 

He holds your hand a little tighter as he lets the memory linger. 

You brush your lips over his shoulder and neck, leaving a faint trail of tender kisses. You bury your nose in the back of his neck, listening to the sounds of his breathing. You whisper softly in his ear every now and then until you both eventually fall back to sleep. Your arms remain around him throughout the night, protecting him from himself and the ghosts that wish to haunt him.

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