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anjalis-ennui · 3 years

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emeralds and steel. (pt. 1)

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a/n: hi! this is my bucky barnes x reader series! reader is afab and uses she/her pronouns in this! she is also born indian as i myself am indian and i don’t see enough indian representation, especially in fics. however, she knows many languages, so feel free to interpret her ethnicity as you see fit. i’m sorry for not posting anything over the past couple of days, as i was working on this! i hope you enjoy!

warnings: canon-typical violence, sexism, racism, implied racial slurs

tags: none so far, but if you would like to join the taglist, please fill out the taglist form!

summary: reader is a sorceress who was prophesized to be the host of the time stone. she has been alive since ancient greece and has been wandering the earth since. she cannot age nor die since she is now the body of an infinity stone. she was in the british royal military during the second world war, but didn’t see her strengths used well, so she signs up for the ssr: being shipped out to project rebirth with peggy carter.

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“Rejected.”

“With all due respect, sir, I have been part of the British Royal Military far longer than you have had a job. I wish to join the Strategic Scientific Reserve, for which my resume is--to be honest--overqualified.”

“What would an Indian woman have to do with the British Royal Military? I find your story ineffably false.” The snooty man pushed his glasses up his nose and narrowed his eyes at her. Her tie was askew, her hair was all over the place, and her papers were in a bunch: only held together by her hands.

Just then, another woman walked by the desk, raising her eyebrows at the pair. “Don’t tell me you don’t recognize Lieutenant (l/n), Mr. Lowe. She’s got not one, but two doctorates in the sciences. I’d think she’s rather qualified for the SSR, regardless of her gender or race.” The man huffed and got up, storming off to who knows where. The woman smiled and held her hand out. “Agent Peggy Carter from the SSR. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Lieutenant.”

(Y/n) smiled, furrowing her brows, and shook Peggy’s hand. “I’m surprised you know who I am.”

“Nonsense, I’ve followed your career since I joined the military. You’re somewhat of a legend around these parts. Now, the head of the SSR heard of your application and is assigning you to Project Rebirth as a supervisor alongside myself. Your doctorates in chemistry and neuroscience will help us quite a lot.” She started walking towards a side door, motioning for (y/n) to follow. “There’s a plane waiting to take us to Camp Lehigh. Do you have luggage with you?”

She shook her head as she followed the woman. “I’m a light traveler. When you’re a lieutenant with no family you tend to have no roots in society.” (Y/n) gave Peggy a half-smile, waving away her concerned look. “I’m fine, Agent Carter. I’ve survived this long, haven’t I?”

“Indeed you have,” she said pensively. How could someone so strong have no one to rely on? The lieutenant was the first woman to hold such a high rank in the military and have so many degrees for her age. She was young, beautiful, and smart: everything a man could want. She would be expected to have a husband and kids, and yet she had no family. The woman had seemed to hold a sense of sadness as she said this, but she seemed empathetic and lively. Peggy intended to be her friend, whether (y/n) wanted her to or not. Maybe then she could find out what made her tick...

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(Y/n) stepped into place beside Peggy as they observed the candidates. The men looked buff and ready to charge into battle, that is, all but one. The scrawny man, sorry, boy that trailed after the others seemed like he belonged in a toy wagon playing with the other children rather than Camp Lehigh. “Ready to scare them, Agent Carter?”

“Always, Lieutenant.” Peggy walked forward, revealing herself to the men. “Recruits, attention! Gentlemen, I’m Agent Carter. I supervise all operations for this division.” (Y/n) smiled serenely at them as she walked forward and stood next to the agent. “For those of you who may not know me, I am Lieutenant (l/n), the assistant supervisor for this division.”

“What’s with the accent, Queen Victoria? Thought I was signing up for the U.S. Army.” The soldier internally rolled her eyes at the remark. Men, the bane of her existence. “And what’s with this...lieutenant? Didn’t know we were letting ni-”

(Y/n) shot forward and put him into a chokehold. “I dare you to finish that sentence, soldier. I am not to be discriminated against just because my skin is darker than yours, and if such foul words are going to come from your mouth, I daresay that we should wash it out and string it up on a clothesline.” She let him go and turned to Peggy, giving her a closed-eyed smile. “Would you like to do the honors, Agent Carter?”

“Certainly, though I think you’ve scared him enough.” The agent punched him, sending him straight to the ground. “That’ll teach you to respect women and especially women of color.”

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"Faster, ladies! Come on. My grandmother has more life in her, God rest her soul. Move it!”

“You’re not really thinking about picking Rogers, are you?” Colonel Phillips walked beside Dr. Erskine and the lieutenant, frowning at them. They couldn’t possibly be thinking of picking the runt of the group for the experiment of the decade, could they?

“I am more than just thinking about it. He is the clear choice.”

“When you brought a ninety-pound asthmatic onto my army base, I let it slide. I thought, what the hell? Maybe he’ll be useful to you, like a gerbil. I never thought you’d pick him.”

“Steven has character, Colonel, something that most of our recruits don’t,” (Y/n) cut in. “Dr. Erskine is right. He is the clear choice.”

The colonel sighed as he watched Steve fail to catch up with the rest. “Look at that. He’s making me cry.”

Erskine’s thick German accent was tinged with fatigue, as if he had run a marathon. “We are looking for qualities beyond the physical.”

“Do you know how long it took to set up this project?”

“Yes, we know, Colonel--”

“All the groveling I had to do in front of Senator What’s-His-Name’s committees?”

“Brandt. And yes, we know.”

“Then throw me a bone. Hodge passed every test we gave him. He’s big, he’s fast, he obeys orders. He’s a soldier.”

“Let me stop you there,” the lieutenant held out a hand, effectively stopping him in his tracks. “Not only is Hodge racist and sexist, he is also arrogant and rude. He is a bully.”

“You don’t win wars with niceness.” He fished a grenade out of a box, holding it out so they could see. “You win them with guts.” Phillips threw the grenade at the recruits, yelling, “Grenade!” and standing by to watch.

To the trio’s amazement, Steve jumped onto the grenade, willing to sacrifice himself to save others. The two doctors looked at the colonel, each hiding a smile. “It was a dummy grenade,” he informed. “All clear. Back in formation.”

“Is this a test?”

Colonel Phillips ignored the soldier, and grumbled, “He’s still skinny.” To his chagrin, the two doctors were proven right. Steve would become the new super soldier, even though he was far too weak.

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a/n: this was a lot of fun to write! expect a part 2 come up in a couple days to a week! oh, and if you’d like me to create a playlist for this series, i’d love to! in the meantime, i have another special surprise~

#jade's ice cream #marvel #mcu #bucky barnes x reader #female reader #blossom diaries #🌸 — blossom #🌷 — sfw

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enchantedamusedslightlyconfused · 4 years

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73 questions.

I was tagged by @wescoasts @machine-gun-casie (BABES)

Almost all my friends have been tagged and I don't wanna be that asshole so ill try not to be. I tag @awkwardrocker @backoftheroomandnotbelonging @trixiehoe @she-who-is-timey-wimey

On a scale of 1-10, how excited are you about life right now?

Well it’s finals week so about -864. After that I have two weeks of legitimate nothing where I will bake my heart out so we’ll see

Describe yourself in a hashtag?

#yikes #ughshesinherfeelsagain

If you could do a love scene with anyone, who would it be?

Milo Ventimiglia, Kells, Rook.....being a music video love interest is only my life’s pipe dream

If your life was a musical, what would the marquee say?

And that’s on daddy issues and no supervision...

What’s one thing people don’t know about you?

I used to model like went to modeling school and got paid for it type shit

What’s your wakeup ritual?

get woken up by my dog tired of hearing my alarm, walk said opinionated quadruped, feed quadruped, get dressed, COFFEE, then take life as it comes

What’s your go to bed ritual?

melatonin gummies (gotta make anxiety fun), skincare when executive dysfunction will allow, brush teeth, fight dog for my spot in bed (moving a 90lb animal is no joke), turn on my sleep playlist or use my ambient noise app, stare at ceiling

What’s your favorite time of day?

witching hour followed by golden hour

Your go to for having a good laugh?

lately tiktok and Kellyvisions, previously vine compilations or Netflix specials

Dream country to visit?

Ireland. I NEED to go to the motherland. My families castle is still standing and I get in for free. its on my bucket list FOR SURE.

What’s the biggest surprise you’ve had?

getting into nursing school and chiropractic school. I’m a loser and I’ve never had a surprise party. I’d melt in puddle of love tbh

Heels or flats/sneakers?

Flats 98% of the time. Heels are reserved for business casual necessity, Halloween, or if I’m feeling myself

Vintage or new?

both, depends on the item

Who do you want to write your obituary?

Amy-Sherman Palladino

Style icon?

lmao a what? on the real though catch me fucking with those eco-friendly kitchen witch vibes. All the dainty jewelry, linens and converse/docks fam

What are three things you can’t live without?

my dog, my family (found and blood), healing people however I can (medicine ruined me for any other career and its sucks you guys)

What’s one ingredient you put in everything?

tbh salt, I question a recipes validity if salt isn't involved

What 3 people living or dead would you like to make dinner for?

Kells and the band (I'd be too nervous for a one on one), a dinner party with my MGK fam, Elvis

What’s your biggest fear in life?

Failure, not accomplishing anything

Window or aisle seat?

window all day everyday, on the wing preferably cause I like to feel the landing gear #pilotsgranddaughter

What’s your current TV obsession?

Roadies forever, pry that series from my cold dead hands (also Gilmore Girls and Criminal Minds)

Favorite app?

tie between Tumblr and Pinterest (im an aesthetic slut)

Secret talent?

I am bomb at disney princess songs, the girls I babysit for treat me like a jukebox at bedtime, cutest thing ever

Most adventurous thing you’ve done in your life?

delivered a baby has hands down been the coolest thing I’ve ever done

How would you define yourself in three words?

I fucking hate this question. always have. empathetic, resilient, intuitive

Favourite piece of clothing you own?

overall: my senior prom dress. its emerald green, backless, with a slit to upper thigh chefs kiss

everyday wear: Colorado sweatshirt

Must have clothing item everyone should have?

I second Jude: over sized hoodies

Superpower you would want?

nonspecific healing powers so they aren't limited to physical ailments

What’s inspiring you in life right now?

Colson

Best piece of advice you’ve received?

HA. probably that the body remembers more about trauma than the mind and your seemingly irrational physical reactions to things are your brain’s attempt to protect you

Best advice you’d give your teenage self?

his mistake does not define your worth. I went for a variant of these boys aint shit don't judge me cause she needs to hear it

A book that everyone should read?

Harry Potter series (yes the whole thing), Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson, The Giver by Lois Lowry

What would you like to be remembered for?

empathy, the way I made people feel

How do you define beauty?

FOR THE LAST TIME ITS SUBJECTIVE, things that give you peace, it could be a song, a person, a sunset, a scone, a leaf. If it makes you stop a second and exhale then its beautiful to you

What do you love most about your body?

holy trigger question Batman...my eyes, my hair color, texture, and its ability to grow

Best way to take a rest/decompress?

drive with the windows down and blast music while singing at the top of my lungs

Favorite place to view art?

unexpected places, like street corners, carnivals, just somewhere it takes you off guard and makes you stop and pay attention

If your life were a song, what would the title be?

it’d be one of those crazy long 2000s fall out boy titles for sure, subject matter yet to be determined

If you could master one instrument, what would it be?

violin hands down, it hits me different

If you had a tattoo, where would it be?

I have a bunch planned, plane on my right shoulder, Kells related between 3rd and 4th ribs (maybe lower in case I ever need a chest tube), watercolor portrait of my dog at some point location TBD

Dolphins or koalas?

dolphins are stoners and they're super smart, but koalas cause they’re grumpy af and honestly same

What’s your spirit animal?

again Jude and I are vibin: I've been identifying with a phoenix as of late. according to pottermore im a greyhound though (yes a patrons is a wizarding spirit animal. fight me)

Best gift you’ve ever received?

seven year old me was stoked to get a functional microscope and metal detector, I was in my egyptology/archeology phase, I still have them lmao

Best gift you’ve ever given?

oh hell idk...I made my cousin cry once cause I made cupcakes for her birthday party, they were cherry limeade flavored and had little straws and everything. that was pretty cool, granted she was seven. I also made my teacher cry cause I made sea salt caramel chocolate cupcakes for her going away party. I guess my baking brings people to tears

What’s your favourite board game?

candy land, battleship, cards against humanity even though there isn't a board

What’s your favourite colour?

forest green atm

Least favourite colour?

bright yellow/orange, its offensive to my general The Dirt Mick Mars disposition

Diamonds or pearls?

pearls (actually opals though)

Drugstore makeup or designer?

not picky provided they are evironmentally friendly. I really like Besame Cosmetics though

Blow-dry or air-dry?

air-dry, I don't have the patience for blow drying

Pilates or yoga?

yoga

Coffee or tea?

COFFEE, im still learning to like tea

What’s the weirdest word in the English language?

holy shit how much time do we have, my favorite weird word to say is fistula or omphalocele (they're medical conditions, don't goole it unless you have a strong stomach)

Dark chocolate or milk chocolate?

dark chocolate

Stairs or elevator?

stairs

Summer or winter?

neither FALL BITCHES winter if I had to pick cause I love Christmas

You are stuck on an island, you can pick one food to eat forever without getting tired of it, what would you eat?

burgers

A desert you don’t like?

red velvet cake....just why is it a thing that exists

A skill you’re working on mastering?

baking scones or shit that’s flaky in general

Best thing to happen to you today?

being tagged to do this twice, I felt special for a hot second (thanks babes)

Best compliment you’ve ever received?

that I would make a good doctor (I handled a scary pt situation like a champ, they didn't know I threw up after I made sure my pt didn't die. puking in a foreign country on the download is a skill in and of itself)

Favorite smell?

bergamot, baking bread, baking spice cakes at Christmas

Hugs or kisses?

HUGS CAN SAVE THE WORLD

If you made a documentary, what would it be about?

gifted kid fall off

Last piece of content you consumed that made you cry?

In These Walls - Machine Gun Kelly

Casual Sabotage - Yungblud

genius assholes...

Lipstick or lip gloss?

lipstick for special occasions but actually tinted chapstick or lip stains

Sweet or savoury?

savory to eat sweet to make for someone else

Girl crush?

Brittney Furlan Lee, Alexis Bledel, Lauren Graham

How you know you’re in love?

you look at them and just say yep. them. usually while they're doing something stupid

Song you can listen to on repeat?

imma out myself but Swing Life Away - Machine Gun Kelly

If you could switch lives with someone for a day who would it be?

the grass is not greener ya’ll. id rather go back and relive days

What are you most excited about at this time in your life?

hopefully passing my first trimester of chiropractic school. fingers crossed pls

#quarantine games #don't come for me people #if you identify with this stuff hit me up #I can always use more quarantine buddies #love and good vibes to you all

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ezrafanfic · 6 years

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An Unexpected Future

Part 27:

The rest of the class consisted of some games, including a very amusing one where the instructor had all of the future fathers strap on 20 pound empathetic bellies and try to tie their shoes. We also watched another video and practiced breathing techniques to manage pain during labor. Then for the last bit of the class we discussed everything from what to pack in a hospital bag to breast feeding to diaper changing and we even talked about how to put a baby properly in a car seat. I never realized how much there really was to know when it came to having and caring for a baby. It was pretty overwhelming, but the class was very informative and when it was over, both Ezra and I felt more confident about everything.

Angelica called me after the birthing class and reminded me that our graduation ceremony was in a week. I had been so wrapped up in everything going on with preparing for the baby that I had completely forgotten that I was about to graduate from college.

The more I thought about it, the idea of actually walking to receive my diploma seemed silly to me, although Ezra strongly disagreed. He insisted that I walk at my graduation.

"But I hated everything about my high school graduation." I groaned. It was a beautiful afternoon and we just had lunch after the birthing class ended and were now enjoying the weather sitting in the grass under a tree in Central Park. "The silly robes, the long and boring wait for my name to be called just to walk up on stage in front of a bunch of people I'll never see again. It's pointless. Seriously, I'd rather not bother when I can just have my diploma sent to me in the mail."

"Well, what's the fun in that?" Ezra asked, finishing a cigarette. I noticed that he had been smoking a lot lately, probably due to nerves with the baby's arrival being just around the corner. "Come on, (Y/N). Be proud of yourself. You've worked so hard over the past couple of years. You earned that diploma and graduating from college is a big deal."

"Coming from someone who didn't even graduate from high school." I teased, nudging his arm.

"Yeah," He frowned. "Well, maybe I kind of regret that decision..."

"So, you want me to suffer because of your poor life choices?" I was only picking on him, but I could tell he wasn't taking any of it as a joke.

"I simply think that you deserve to celebrate such a big accomplishment." He shrugged, another cigarette already between his teeth as he pulled out a lighter. "Just like anyone else."

"Good Lord," I changed the subject, taking the cigarette right out of his mouth before he could light it. "How about we try and cut back a little on the smoking???"

"How about we leave a man alone to his vices?" Ezra grabbed the cigarette from me and put it back in his mouth and lit it.

"Vice my ass." I huffed. "You smoke what? Two packs a day now???"

"That's a bit of an exaggeration, don't ya think?" He took a long drag. "Anyway, we're not talking about me and my bad habits right now. We're talking about you and your refusal to attend a simple graduation ceremony."

"Hey," I smirked, an idea suddenly popping in my head. "I'll tell you what: If you can go a week without puffing on a single cancer stick, I will gladly walk at my graduation."

"Only a week?" Ezra raised his eyebrows. "Alright. Yeah, okay. Fine..." He hopped to his feet and tossed his freshly lit cigarette onto the ground and put it out with his foot. "No problem."

Right away Ezra threw the rest of his cigarettes that he had on him into a trash bin.

"You know, I was mostly kidding about you quitting smoking." I chuckled. We were back at the apartment. He had found 2 more unopened packs that were lying around and I found it amusing watching him as he got rid of them.

"No, no." He said. "Don't you worry. In a week you will be hanging your head in shame as you walk across that stage to get your diploma. You may not think I can do it, but I will prove you very wrong, my dearest."

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes. He was always so dramatic.

I was surprised to see that Ezra had made it 4 days without a single cigarette. I did take notice though that he had replaced smoking with food.

"Geeze." I laughed as he chowed on his 5th slice of pizza. We had been spending our evenings lately relaxing at home, binge watching shows on Netflix and taking turns making dinner or ordering takeout. "I thought I was the one eating for two."

"Well excuse me for being hungry." He immediately got defensive over my comment. Not smoking had him easily irritated as well and every little thing would set him off. "Am I not allowed to eat now???"

"Oh, here we go." I groaned. "Relax, will ya? It was just a joke, Ez. There's no need to get hostile."

He tossed the crust from the slice of pizza he had just devoured into the almost empty box and got to his feet. "Whatever, I need a beer..."

I sighed, slouching back, trying to focus on the movie we were currently watching. It was hard for me to not get super annoyed by his moodiness considering my own mood swings were just as crazy as ever lately. Not to mention, I had been starting to have what the doctor said were Braxton Hicks contractions randomly throughout the day and at night, so I was very uncomfortable and irritable.

I was currently feeling the tightness spreading throughout my stomach and was trying to relax when he came back with his beer.

These 'practice' contractions only hurt a little, but they were causing me quite a bit of discomfort and they had the baby kicking like crazy.

The baby was almost always moving now and I was constantly aware of every nudge and kick.

Ezra sat back down beside me on the couch and he seemed to sense my discomfort as he glanced over at me, although he didn't say anything.

We had been bickering a lot the past few days since he gave up cigarettes and by each evening, we were both tired of it and would just sit in silence. It seemed easier to enjoy each other's company this way lately and I tried not to be too bothered by it, knowing we would eventually move passed it.

I had fallen asleep at some point right there on the couch and when I woke up the next morning, Ezra was no where to be found.

I checked my phone and saw that he had sent me a text.

'Morning love. Hope you slept well. Sorry I didn't wake you last night to come back to bed. You need your rest and I didn't want to disturb you. I know things have been a little tense these past few days, especially on my part. I want to make it up to you, so I'll be back in a couple of hours with a special surprise😉😉😉'

I responded: 'I understand babe. I'm proud of you for taking the initiative to quit smoking even if it's only for a week and to get me to walk at my graduation lol. I know it's tough, but I know you can do it. Who knows, maybe after a whole week, you won't ever want another cigarette again 😋 I know, I'm being too hopeful. Well, if you're going to be out all day, I think I'll go finish up some baby shopping with my mom. And please, nothing too crazy! I know how you are when it comes to surprises. Love you. See you tonight ❤'

'You know me oh too well, dear. Crazy is my middle name!!! 🤪 Have fun with your mom and tell her I said hello. I'll see you when I get home. Love you bunches xoxo'

I ate a bowl of cereal, took a shower and got dressed before meeting up with my mom in the city where we spent the entire day picking out some last minute necessities and a few fun things for the baby and had a late lunch.

I was surprised to see that Ezra had beat me back home that evening. He seemed overly giddy about whatever trick he had up his sleeve.

"You're kind of freaking me out." I giggled as he quickly took all of my shopping bags from me and set them on the kitchen table as soon as I walked through the door. "Seriously, what's the big surprise???"

"It's in the bedroom." He was practically bouncing with excitement like a little kid. "Now, before I show you, please please promise me that you'll have an open mind about this and not be totally mad at me."

"Jesus," I laughed nervously as he skipped down the hallway to the bedroom. "Should I be scared???"

He didn't answer and it took him a moment to emerge from the room.

"Ez???...Oh...my GOD!!!"

He had entered the kitchen craddling the tiniest puppy I had ever seen in my life in his hands.

"What do you think?" He asked, grinning from ear to ear as he held the puppy up, showing me.

"You...got a dog?" I furrowed my brows.

"I sure did." He giggled, letting the small animal lick his face. The puppy was fluffy and white with brown spots and floppy ears. "Josh's sister's cocker spaniel had puppies a couple of weeks ago. Her name is Sasha and she has 3 brothers and 2 sisters. So, what do you think??? She's adorable, right?"

I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm, although I was feeling pretty conflicted.

"Well," I said. "I'm definitely surprised..."

"Oh, come on," He was giving the puppy kisses on the nose and nuzzling his cheek against its soft head. "Look at this little face...How are you not absolutely in love???"

"Ez," I laughed. "We're just weeks away from having the huge responsibility of caring for a baby. And now we're going to double that responsibility with a puppy?"

"Are you going to make me take her back???" He suddenly looked like a kid that had just dropped his ice cream cone on the ground or that accidentally let go of their balloon and I immediately felt guilty.

"Ugh," I groaned, quickly giving in. "No...of course not. You're clearly already a match made in heaven. And I don't think I could have the heart to break up such a fast, yet precious bond between a grown ass man and a puppy."

"Awe," Ezra cooed, holding the dog's face closely to his as he spoke and I rolled my eyes. "You hear that, Sasha? Looks like you get to stay!"

"Yeah, yeah." I grinned. "Sasha gets to stay."

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