SEEING HIM, BRINGS MEMORIES OF THE RED ROOM. everything about the winter soldier might be the one thing beside the room that brings some visceral reaction to her body and it’s only through self control that she allows it not to show. eyes shift to the now unconscious person on the ground that he had taken down. only a few moments ago, she had a gun to her forehead and she had been thinking of how to get away from that dilemma when he showed up.
“I had it under control.” she finally points out, standing up and still keeping her eyes on the man. he is not dead. odd. “Now I got to wait until he wakes up to get answers.” A small annoyance. It would give her time to come up with a strategy and the right questions to ask. Not that she has any doubt who sent assassins to kill her. @soldatzimy
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❝ -- Of course we’re ordering dessert. ❞
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“I JUST THINK YOUR ARM IS NEAT, MAN. CAN I TOUCH IT?“ and really, he doesn’t mean to say it like that or make it weird but he is excited. that looks way out of this world. and he doesn’t get that many opportunities to see a bionic arm up close. oh if dr. connors had seen this, they could’ve avoided a lot of trouble. “come on. just one touch. for science.“ @soldatzimy
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positivity for @soldatzimy : bucku has been my comfort mun for 5+ years, not only because of the absolute care and love that she puts into her writing and her characters but just how friendly and genuinely warm she is as a person. a literal forever follow that deserves all the positivity and kindness.
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Bullets buzzed overhead like angry bees and ripped chunks from the wall, dust and debris fell through the air and landed across the mercenary’s suit. A car alarm wailed in the distance, the noise from the guns and the siren echoing around the gray walls. Deadpool remained concealed behind cover (just because he could heal didn’t mean that he wanted to be shot!). The opportunity to fight back presented itself in a momentary cease of gunfire, he peered above the hood of some poor guy’s shot-to-hell-car and fired three times, missing his mark three times.
“$#!&.”
He retreated around the corner, taking note that he was in Parking Area A, and jumped, not expecting to see the other man. He may have squeaked in surprise, but nobody could prove it over all the noise.
“I was wonderin’ when you were gonna show up, I sent that message like an hour ago! Spider-Man would’ve been here in ten minutes. Maybe, he kinda hates me, so probably not. As you can see, I’m not Steve Rogers, you might’ve figured that out, but aren’t ya glad you came anyway? Doesn’t this look fun?”
Deadpool had made copies of confidential contact numbers from his days as an Avenger. When he text the Winter Soldier with an address of an underground parking lot beneath an unassuming building alongside a cryptic message signed ‘-SR’ he hoped for the best. The best being that the guy would assume it was a trap and come anyway to investigate, or genuinely be fooled.
“I’ll explain why I’ve got your deets later, but right now I’ve got at least fifty guys holed up in the building above and ten down here with enough firepower to turn my hot bod into Swiss cheese. In my defense, nobody told me they had such big guns, so that’s why I called in my own.”
A pause and a frown.
“Not that you’re mine, or even a pal, but I know that you’re good. John Wick good. They have prisoners inside, weird non-ethical-unwilling-participants-in-a-makeshift-super-solder-program kind of prisoners.”
He ejected the spent clip from his handgun and slapped a new one in hard.
“Look, I just gave you an exposition dump to set the scene, are you gonna help me or what? How long were you just standin’ there, by the way?”
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@soldatzimy: cook . present my muse with home - cooked food .
Peter could smell the food before he saw the male that carried it to the rooftop edge where he sat, looking back over his shoulder to see Bucky with the most beautiful sight he’d seen today; food. ❝ I don’t know what that is but god that smells so good. ❞ Stomach grumbled at the reminder he hadn’t eaten in hours, a terrible habit he was trying to break, but he just got so absorbed in his work that he just often... forgot.
❝ Wait did you cook this yourself? ❞ It doesn’t look store bought-- it looked homemade, which just made a warmth of appreciation spread through his chest. Bucky really didn’t have to but Peter would damn sure love it all the same.
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𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 & 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄
@soldatzimy asked: ❛ tap .
HE HASN’T BEEN PAYING ATTENTION. not even close. clint tuned out about five minutes into the debriefing. he was exhausted, ready to crash at any minute, and he probably needed a visit to the medbay too. unlike his super-human teammates clint needed a few days to rest up after getting his ass handed to him in a fight. not that anyone cared, or seemed to notice. it’s a testament to how tired he is that he didn’t hear barnes get closer. he jumps about a mile at the tap, almost shouting out loud, but he manages to keep his composure. for the most part.
“ jesus christ we need to get you a bell, ” he hisses out, doing his best not to disturb the debriefing going on around them, “ what in the hell was that for? ”
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‘ NERVOUS, BARNES? ‘ the soft lilt in lehnsherr’s voice hinges not on challenging sarcasm, but a gentleness nigh unbecoming of the oh-so-threatening magneto, the firm warmth he projected with his children. it was strange and ironic to think that the man before him, the modern caveman, if you will, the man on ice, was even older than he, grown when erik was an emaciated teen. erik waggles the row of his right handed fingers, folding them in loosely toward his palm. ‘ you need not be. i can discern the difference in electromagnetic waves between your equipment.. your arm.. and everything else. i do not control the metal itself. ‘
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the familiar visage of bucky barnes was a surprise --- something the sorcerer supreme wasn’t expecting for a very long time, if at all. he didn’t even realize that the winter soldier knew of him -- well, that’d be difficult, but the thought remained regardless. luckily the park bench he sat upon was in a relatively quiet area -- even more so his latte was still hot enough to distract a brief flash of concern over their meeting.
“ barnes --- i cannot say i could have expected to see you, let alone here and now. ”
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“Sometimes I wonder why it is I pick up newspapers.” There’s a pause. “Then I remember that Clint still has a landline in his apartment.” Kate looks up, pursing her lips into a line for a moment. “Uh. Not to make you feel any older. Maybe this is the time I shut up before asking why it is you wanted to hang out with me.”
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THE WINTER SOLDIER ⟋ ft. @soldatzimy .
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USER :// @soldatzimy
INQUIRY :// ‘are you hurt?’
public string { action prompts } ; accepting
nick fury just sucker punched him. granted, they’d thrown a lot of punches at each other over the years but there was always a warning or a build up. steve never just threw out a right hook no matter how much he wanted to and fury was always kind enough to do the same. weird working relationship, that.
when the team ran into the former director of shield steve naturally assumed there was a friend at their side. or, at the very least, an ally. to call the other man a friend might be a stretch considering the dance of lies they’d had. some secrets were necessary. the soldier had come to understand that. didn’t mean he liked it but he certainly used it to his advantage, especially now that he wanted to operate out of the media limelight.
“ since when does he punch that hard? “ the soldier actually groaned. with another deep breath, steve forces himself back into a standing position. copper coats his tongue. pain throbs along his jaw, indicating there’d be a decent sized bruise there for a day or two. when he wiped the corner of his mouth there was confirmation that his lip was split. nothing the super serum couldn’t handle, though.
“ just surprised, i think. “ blue eyes instantly scan over the other soldier to see whether or not fury had thrown any more punches when steve was down on the ground. “ and a lot more curious about what’s going on. what about you? are you okay? “
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@soldatzimy / starter call.
he only watches. that’s what he does when he finally realizes that there’s a good moment now and then in which he should shut his damn mouth. it’s a rare occurrence and he’s happy he’s chosen now to use it. “ oh, you really told him didn’t you? ” the conversation he just watched didn’t really seem to go as planned and the cocky smile on his face as he looks at bucky screams that he’s aware of how much of an asshole he’s being.
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“IT’S SO WEIRD, ISN’T IT? GO TO A MUSEUM, BE PART OF THE MUSEUM.“ things in museums are often dead. a reminder of a past life, past mistakes and something that was gone, to be remembered but not exactly inspired to be like. and yet, he has this pit sense in his stomach that whatever they are doing at the smithsonian, it’s more related to the latter. “sometimes I would love to just break it all down, you know?“ blue eyes look back at bucky and shows a casual smile. it was a good dream. but he knows he won’t do it in the end. @soldatzimy
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➼ BROOKLYN NINE - NINE !
@soldatzimy asked : ❛ are those gummy bears wrapped in a fruit roll-up? ❜
at what point did clint get used to the idea of the man formerly - known - as the winter soldier inviting himself into his apartment ? hard to put a finger on it, exactly. maybe that’s because, these days, EVERYBODY seems to be inviting themselves into clint’s apartment. or, maybe, if he’s feeling a little extra introspective this evening, he might say it’s because the guy is starting to grow on him.
besides, they’re part of an exclusive club : BRAINWASHED ANONYMOUS.
〝 hi, bucky. i’m doing great, bucky, thanks for asking. 〞 yeah, okay. just because he sorta likes the guy doesn’t mean clint’s not going to give him a little bit of grief. it passes quickly, though, and he just shrugs. 〝 katie says i should be eating more fruit. 〞
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@soldatzimy said 😙.
IT’S FAIR TO SAY, SHE IS SHOCKED. it doesn’t sweep her off her feet, however. she smirks, her head tilting to one side in a cocky gesture. “i would say it takes a lot more effort to triumph,” she leans in closer, brushing her nose against his. “but life is short.” she places a surprisingly soft peck onto james’ lips.
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