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undercoverpena · 2 years
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RANDOM Q ALERT. What was the last song you listened to and which boy does it remind you of? (PS! Praying you have had a better day)
I wanted to reply with a cheery song, but I’ve not listened to many. I’m torn between the man below and zemo - but I hadn’t written for you lot in a while, so wanted to give you something quick, easy. as the zemo one would be looooong with a backstory and everything. but, here you go, some Murdock angst. (Equally anyone wants the zemo one, hit me)
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matt murdock x reader
angst, so much angst. written on phone.
song: sam smith - I know I’m not the only one
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As soon as you hear the piano keys being played, you’re pretty sure your heart drops. Even if you try to hide it, taking a sip of your drink, pushing your hip further into the bar—just to feel something, needing to be grounded.
The tune carved into your bones with how often you play it. The song for your heartbreak as you try to smother your pain with wine, beer or spirits.
Because you shouldn’t have kissed him. And you most definitely shouldn’t have taken a cab ride back to his.
You don’t mean to, but you let your eyes cross the room to him. Brushing over him, light, meaningless. Even if it means everything.
Even if you’re held together by mirror-talks and quick motivational speeches.
Because you love him.
You have done for a while. And he’s your friend. He’s best friends with your best friend, and…
Sighing, you bring your drink to your lips. Attempting to focus on the way the edge of the wood is digging into your skin. Leaving a mark, most likely.
Just like he did.
You downed your drink, even if it made you wince. Needing to halt your thoughts, desperately realising you needed to leave as you placed the glass on the counter.
Because if you stayed, if you let your eyes fall to him, you’re sure he’ll read you like a book. Already so open to him, his fingers knowing you as if he’s studied you.
You grab the strap of your bag, turning your back to the room, to the song. Thankful it was warm, that you hadn’t needed to go back to the corner where they all were—where he was. Pushing open the door, letting the city wash over you, allowing you a chance to breathe, to swallow.
That tremor in your throat, the warning side of a lump, of a sob. Your hands wrapping around yourself, nails digging into your arms as you try to push on, trying to move with urgency.
Only to feel him.
His fingers taking your arm, turning you to face him. Your eyes reluctant to meet his, even if he’s already burning his senses into you.
Because that’s what Matt Murdock does.
“Matt…”
“Shh,” he whispers, pulling you close to him.
And you should fight him, even if it feels nice—feels exactly like what you need. Your eyes opening wide, staring over his shoulder at the moving cars and people. None of them realising, none of them noticing that the Devil of Hells Kitchen is in plain clothes.
That he’s holding you together.
“I can’t…” you whisper, trying to wiggle free.
And he whispers your name. A sound that’s like a key to the chains you’ve been wrapping around yourself, determined to keep yourself from letting it all come loose.
The mere sound unlocking a memory of him whispering it in your name, of his hand on your neck, of his hips meeting yours.
You press your palms to his chest, pushing him, blinking tears back. Not wanting to let them fall. Refusing to let them fall.
“Please,” you beg, voice cracking. “I can’t be…”
“Can’t be, what?”
Your bottom lip trembles, shaking your head, knowing he’s seeing it all—in his own fucked up way. Another secret, another deceitful action on his part.
Like the nightly routine. Like the woman he drops everything for.
His hand moves to cup your cheek. “Sweetheart—“
The name pulling you back, wrenching yourself from his touch. A look of disgust so powerful, you’re sure it spoke volumes even to him.
“I can’t be a placeholder, Matt. I deserve… I’m worthy of better than being a backup.” You let it wash over him, providing him a second. “I know, okay. A-and it’s fine. I’m f-fine with not being more than fri-friends…”
Even if you’re not.
The door of the bar opening again, releasing a few seconds of the song into the air.
“…but I need to stop loving you as something more, to do this. To be around you,” you say, running your tongue over your lips. “Otherwise… I’ll lose you, and you’ll lose me. For good.”
He doesn’t say anything.
And you’re not sure if that’s worse.
Your stomach bubbling, almost fluttering with nerves. Even if you should feel relieved, almost free. You’d said it, you’d let the words out.
“Good—“
“I can’t…” he began. “I can’t let you go… I care about you. I… I can’t.”
You almost held your breath. Almost let yourself believe in a fairytale. But, this is Hells Kitchen. There were no magical godmothers or glass slippers. There was no carriages or magical kisses.
Straightening your spine, you painted a smile on. For your sake, more than his. “Try.”
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six-demon-bag · 10 months
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For the WIP game!
Sooooo, I feel like our pin list is a *lil* outdated, although I do recognize several tasty names XD I'm so curious about so many of those! I love fuck or die and time-centric tropes, so I have to ask about at least 'fuck or die drugged zemo' and 'murderous time loop'... And I'd like to know more about 'raft sexual favors + jealous bucky', please :)
PS: also about 'oblivious virgin bucky vs flirt zemo' XD By the way, feel free to drop snippets from [redacted] - and pretty much everything else - in our DMs <3
oh man the pin list is a little outdated, huh 😅
fuck or die:
Zemo gets dosed with sex pollen on a mission and Bucky has to help him through it, despite his deeply buried feelings and knowing Zemo will never forgive him for it.
sex pollen!!! angst!! stupids!!
murderous time loop:
this one is a lot more conceptual so i dont have a blurb, but my intent is they get trapped in a time loop and end up killing each other a bunch and transitioning through hatesex before sorting their shit out. but mostly killing each other a lot.
oblivious virgin bucky x flirt zemo
Zemo is convinced Hydra Trash Parties were a real thing and is determined to pry that information out of Bucky. Bucky has made it through life without being kissed or realizing he’s gay. The combination is lethally stupid.
incredibly stupid and nearly ready to post!! another Six Demon Dumbass Fic (affectionate)
raft sexual favors is your prompt!! itll be so fun when i get back to it
Zemo is on the Raft and has to ‘offer something’ in exchange for small favors (books, radio, sweets) so he jerks off guards, suck them off - but no one get to fuck him, that’s off the table. Then he’s loaned to Sam and Bucky for a mission and Bucky learns about the Raft ‘deals’ and gets super pissed and when Zemo next asks for something during the mission Bucky does xyz (tbd) and Bucky lays claim to Zemo’s tiny hole
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littlemessyjessi · 3 years
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“Mother Nature”: Baron Helmut Zemo Imagine: Plus Size
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A Helmut Zemo Imagine Commissioned by: She chose to remain anon so I won't tag her but thank you love for your commission! Much love! Notes from cx:  "Can you use your oc Jessi for this please? Can we have cottagecore vibes? Can we have an animal mama? Can we have a cool power and some backstory?" Note from myself: Yes, bebe, of course you can have anything you want! -----------  
The tension in the jet could be cut with a knife as the three males resided there.
Sam was caught between irritation at Bucky... in general and due to the fact that he would do nothing but glower at Zemo.
And also by the subject of his glowering himself.
He didn't like the situation in any way, shape or form.
But after coming to the resolution that he was more help to them out of prison that he was in... the both of them had agreed to 'let' him stay.
Even when all of them knew that if and when Zemo was ready to flee... he'd just do it.
"So this woman?" Zemo spoke up.  "Why is it that we must collect her?"
"Collect her?" Sam laughed. "What the fuck, man? She's a woman.  Not a pokemon card."
"We need her." Bucky said shortly.  
"Yeah, we need her." Sam laughed. "What I'm not looking forward to is the ass whoopin that she's undoubtedly gonna dish out when she sees us.  What was it she told you the last time she saw us?"
"Shut up, Sam."
"Oh, yeah.  Something about, 'If I ever see your wish brand Terminator looking ass -"
"Shut. up. Sam."  Bucky snapped.
"Then I'll rip that Transformer's reject arm off and shove it up your ass."  Sam continued through his laughter.
"I think I may like this woman." Zemo said sipping his champagne with a smirk.
Bucky just glowered out the window and Sam looked thoroughly pleased with himself with the torment he'd managed to provide Bucky in only a few short sentences.
"If I may.." Zemo started only to recieve a menacing glare from Bucky.  "If she dislikes you so much what makes you think she'll be willing to help us?"
"Because Jess is easy to bribe." Sam said. "And you're going front the bill for it."
Zemo lifted his eyebrows, "Ah, I thought it would be more interesting.   What's her price?"
"Probably some exotic plant that no one has ever fucking heard of and is impossible to get." Bucky sighed, running a hand down his face.  "She'll let you know."
"If she doesn't shoot us before we get off the jet." Sam pointed out.
Sam wasn't scared of a lot but Jess McCarty was definitely on that list.
Even if he did find her highly entertaining.
"Oh and she hates Sharon." Bucky said staring our the window again. "So don't bring her up."
"I'm not ignorant enough to bring up another woman." Zemo said. "I was married, you know."
He had been teasing but none of them said anything else.
They weren't exactly on the best terms but even still they wouldn't bring up conversation relating to his late family.
Eventually, they landed in large field with a beautiful mountain landscape decorating the distance.
Helmut could distinctly see a large white truck in the distance.
"So much for easing into the situation." Sam said.  "I see she still has Leroy."
"Leroy?" Zemo asked.
"Her truck." Bucky clarified. "Don't ask and don't bring up the bullet holes."
Sam snorted, "Yeah, I think she still owes you a few shots over that."
"Fuck off."
Zemo rolled his eyes at the two of them.
Even after all this time and how much he had become accustomed to their bickering ... it still both amused and annoyed him.
As the three of them descended the stairs of the jet, the slam of a door was heard in the distance.
A woman stepped out and leaned against the grill of the truck, blankly staring them all down.
She was tall, that much Zemo could tell even from a distance, with neck length dark hair that sprung from her head in a wild dark halo.
They'd managed to get about half way to her when she whistled and several dogs bounded from the bed of her truck.
"Fuck." Bucky whispered. "She brought the fucking dogs."
"You better run,"white wolf"." Sam said with a chuckle.
Half amused and half concerned.
"We." he responded. "I'm not the only one here."
"You state your fucking business, Barnes. Before I let them tear you part."
A smirk worked it's way onto Zemo's face as her venomous southern drawl that seemed to contrast so much to her appearance.
She was the picture of lovely.
She looked more like a fairy belonging to a magical woodland than someone associated with the Avengers.
Like a tall, curvaceous Elven queen.
"We need your help and we brought an ATM who has connections." Sam said trying to ease the tension.
She didn't seem impressed.
"I'm not asking again, Barnes.  You got three seconds before I sick the hounds on you.  And they're hungry. We've been into town passed the diner where they're having a fish fry.  My babies are just dying for a snack.  And if you even think about laying one hand on them, I'm turning that fucking arm of yours into a coat rack." she spat.
"God dammit, Jess.  I told you we need your help.  It's a mission and you're the only one who can-" Bucky started before she snapped her fingers and the dogs charged at him. "Shit!"
Realistically, Bucky could've ended those dogs in seconds but if he did, A.) she'd never help them, and B.)  she'd make him suffer for it.
Buck let out some kind of strangled cry as he took off away from the dogs chasing after him.
Zemo, no stranger to the military and the dogs associated with it, noted that none of them actually looked as if they were going to harm him but rather just enjoying the chase.
Bucky didn't need to know that though.
"How long are you gonna let them chase him?" Sam chuckled as he and Zemo finally made their way closer to where she stood leaning against the truck.
Jess shrugged, "So what is it exactly that you need?"
"We just need your help with a mission." Sam said.  "We can talk about the details later if you decide not to kill us."
She scoffed, "I'm not going to kill you, Sam.  But I might maim Barnes a little.  Enough to make me feel better."
She finally turned her eyes on Zemo who gave her a small smile.
"So you're the ATM?" she asked with lifted brows. "Do you have a name? Bank of..."
"This is Zemo." Sam said.  "He's a Baron and he's loaded."
"Zemo." she nodded, dark brows drawing together.
"Please call me Helmut." he said producing a hand.
She took it firmly as she stared at him.
"Zemo..." she said almost tasting the word in her mouth.  "That is so familiar."
Sam sighed, "Yes, it's that Zemo, Jess.  And I know what you're thinking-"
"You have no idea what I'm thinking." she snapped, her eyes wretching themselves away from Helmut's soft dark eyes to meet Sam's endless pools.
"Jess.."
"No, you were not there and you do not know." she said as her skin and hair began to change color as her temper rose.
It was then that Helmut recognized just exactly who she was.
"You were there." he said. "In Sokovia."
Her eyes connected with his.
"Yes, I was." she said.  "I was with the Avengers when we faced Ultron."
"You're the one that stayed." he said.
"Yes." she whispered.
"You are a hero among my people." he said. "Those of us that are left."
"I am no hero." she said turning away from him and whistling for the dogs who had chased Bucky up an old flagpole and were barking at him.
"There would be many more Sokovians dead if you had not stayed. We were not a large people to begin with and there are even fewer now.  I know several who owe you their lives." Helmut said.
"They owe me nothing." she said. "And for the record, of course, I do not support the bombing but I also understand what it is like to be ridden with grief and confusion and anger when you have lost loved ones.  Especially as someone who had lost their own children."
Helmut's eyes softened as he thought of his late wife and child and it was then that he recognized the same tendrils of heartbreak in the woman's eyes.
"For what it's worth, I destroyed my fair share of places in my grief." she said. "People will remind us of our faults as long as we live but what they say can never compare to the torture we inflict on ourselves."
Helmut said nothing, only nodded in understanding.
She turned to Sam with a sigh, "I will help you.  But I am going to kick Barnes' ass for good measure."
"You sure you wanna go toe to toe with the Winter Soldier?" he teased her.
She lifted a brow, "He is just a man.  A soldier.  Like the both of you and I can assure that I am not scared of any of you."
"Well, he's not exactly..." Helmut said.
"Yes he is.  He lives, he breathes, he bleeds." she cut him off.  "And he shot my truck and kicked me off a building.  So I atleast owe him a kick in the nuts."
Sam and Helmut dissolved into a fit of laughter as she whistled again and the pack of dogs came running before bounding into the bed of that beat up white truck.
She opened the door and slid into the driver's seat.
"Do you have a way to follow me? Other than by jet?" she asked through the open window. "Or do I need to drop the hounds off and come back?"
"It's already taken care of." Helmut said gesturing behind to the jet where Oeznik was pulling driving the car off the jet.
"Nice car." Jess said.  "I still prefer Leroy though."
"Definitely a beauty." Helmut said. "A little rough around the edges but all wild things are."
Helmut gave her a soft smile to which she returned before speeding off.
"What the fuck was that?" Sam asked.
"What was what?" Helmut asked.
"You flirtin with her?" Sam said.  "She will eat you for breakfast, man.  And then shit you out and use you to fertilize her little poison garden.  Don't go down that road."
"What road?"
Bucky had rejoined the conversation.
"Man, you run like a bitch." Sam laughed.
Bucky just stared at Sam in irritation.  
"You couldn't even fight off a pack of dogs?" Sam teased. "One of them was a Yorkie, Buck."
"First of all, I told you that you can't call me that." Bucky said.  "Second of all, if I so much as look at one of those dogs the wrong way you know she'll launch a missile at us."
Sam just snickered.
"Apparently, you have a 'kick to the nuts' coming your way." Helmut said and Bucky groaned.
"She is never going to forgive me." he said.  
"Why exactly did you shoot her property and kick her off a building?" Helmut asked as they piled into the car.
There was a brief argument about the seat being moved up before Bucky answered.
"Look, the truck was an accident." he said.  "It was just caught in the crossfire.   And I only kicked her off the building because she was nearly insane."
"Weak logic, man." Sam laughed.
"You were there, asshole!"
"You could've tackled her to the ground."
"While she was trying to choke me to death with vines?"
Sam just laughed at Bucky's predicament while Helmut continued to ponder this woman.
He remembered what little footage there was of her.
After the battle with Ultron, Sokovia had been decemated and the Avengers had left them in the rubble.
In reality, they had tried to evacuate as many as possible.
With the help of Sokovia's own, The Maximoff Twins.
But when it was all said and done, Sokovia was left in the rubble and Earth's defenders just deserted them.
All but the one.
He'd seen the footage.
Shaky cellphone videos of the woman who transformed into animals to move the debris crushing people to death.
Or of how she was in the tents with the small group of survivors using her powers with plants to heal as many as she could.
She'd even tried to plant things and bring the country back to life before the government had basically laid waste to her work.
She'd been most popularly dubbed as Mother Nature by people across the globe but she never spoke in public or confirmed her name.
Helmut got the feeling that she didn't exactly like being apart of the Avengers and certainly did not enjoy the attention that went along with it.
He knew then that it had to have been her that cleared the bodies of his father, wife and son for when he found them among the dead that had been intricately encased in vines with flowers decorating them in the most beautiful way.
When he'd asked about it, he only been told that Mother Nature had stayed to help them.
He hadn't understood that at the time.
After the loss, all he could think of was revenged as grief consumed him.
By that time, she had long since left the Avengers and wasn't on his radar.
He'd never put two and two together.
Helmut drove for the longest time, the lamborghini speeding along the road as they followed the beat up white truck.
The pack of dogs all happily placed in the back, tongues flopping in the wind and tails wagging.
The further they trekked the wilder the country became and soon the hot rays of sunshine only beamed through the thick cover of vegetation above them.
The light through the leaves creating a green glow.
"I feel like Welcome to the Jungle should be playing right about now." Sam commented.
The finally broke through the tunnel of vegetation into a large property of rolling green field smattered with wildflowers and towering trees.
Garden beds and greenhouses were in the distances and horses could be seen grazing freely as chickens clucked around them.
Helmut noted that there were no fences, no pins, no coops for the chickens but instead all he wild life seemed to roam freely.
"Just forewarning you, there's probably a bear or moose around here somewhere." Bucky said. "But don't shoot it or we're dead."
"A bear?" Helmut asked. "She keeps bears as pets?"
"Don't call the animals her pets." Sam said with a smirk, "It pisses her off and as much as I would just love to see you get shot, it's not very practical at the moment."
Eventually they came to a stop behind the truck.
The pack of dogs all bounded out and took off in the direction of several little goats who seemed more than happy to play with them.
Helmut took in the home in front of him.
It was a beautiful home.
Simple in design but stunning in the sense that it seemed to be built around a tree.
"Come inside and have some tea." Jess said. "I'm going to need some if I'm going to listen to whatever utter bullshit you've gotten yourself into this time."
"Uh uh." Sam said with a shake of his head. "That is a lion. I am not going up there."
Jess narrowed her eyes at Sam as Helmut and Bucky looked around for what he was talking about.
Sure enough on the level there was a small balcony where the railing was absolutely littered with cats and a rather large mountain lion was sitting there watching them all with it's great luminous eyes.
"She's pregnant.  Relax." Jess said ascending the steps, gently smiling at Helmut when he followed her without reservation.
"Like that's supposed to instill confidence." Sam said. "You ever been around a pregnant female? Hell no."
"I have been a pregnant female, Wilson.  And I also very clearly remember the labor pain of having twins.  So watch your mouth and come on. If she wanted to eat you she would've already done it. Though if you're so scared, just feed her Barnes.  That should tide her over for a while." she said disappearing into the house with a chuckling Helmut behind her.
"This is your fault." Sam said shoving Bucky who only shoved him back.
"Shut up, Sam." he said before they continued up the stairs with Sam moving a little quicker as the cluster of felines watched him.  
"I hate cats, man." he sad.  "Fucking creepy."
Bucky snorted.
"What?"
"Nothin."
"What?"
"Just fitting that the bird is scared of a little kitty." Bucky teased.
Sam lifted his brows, "First of all, that was not a kitten.  That was full on Lion King back there.  And second of all, have you never seen Looney Toons.  I'm not trying to be Tweety bird."
"Stop being a pussy and come on." Jess' voice rang out. "And shut the damn door. You're letting all the cool air out."
Sam and Bucky grumbled at each other before making their way into the kitchen to see Helmut sitting at the table already happily sipping a cup of tea.
"This is exquisite." Helmut complimented her. "What is it?"
"It's peach and apricot." she said pouring both Sam and Bucky a cup and leveling them both with a look that told them if they didn't drink it she'd strangle them.
"It's wonderful. Thank you." Helmut said.
"It was my daughters' favorites.   Flora loved peaches and Fauna loved apricots. So to please them both my husband used to blend them together for their little tea parties. Along with little pieces of toast and jam."
She smiled into her own cup of tea but there was a sadness there that he recognized.
He chose not to remark on it and instead studied her features as Sam relayed the information as to why they were actually there in the first place.
"I've seen the Walker guy." she said. "It's unsettling to say the least.  But you know I do the limelight, boys.  I walked away from all of that when it became obvious that-"
"Jess." Bucky said. "Please. You don't have to talk to anyone. You don't have to-"
"People died.  And not just in Sokovia.  Yes, that was the final straw for me but it was happening long before that. I understand that 'earth's greatest heroes' or whatever are there to defend everyone.  But no one ever stays around to see the carnage.   No one talks about everyone who dies in the crossfire.  I joined the avengers out of revenge.  I was fueled by my anger and pain and I went on missions.   How many have I ended up inadvertantly killing under this ruse of 'for the greater good'.  I loved Steve to death but he took that shit to his heart and forgot to use his eyes." she said. "While everyone else is busy looking at the 'bigger picture' all of these other people who perhaps you don't know the names of are dying horrible deaths, boys.   I pulled people from wreckage who had moment to live.  People who's organs were crushed into nothing and they were rushing to give me messages to pass along to their families.  Those people are the heroes and no one ever knows it."
The subject of Steve was a sensitive one for everyone but she had a point and they knew it.
She sighed as she looked down into her teacup again, "I will help you regarding John Walker.  But I'm not blindly following orders anymore.   I make my own decisions and when I'm done, I'm done and I don't want to hear anything about it when I go."
The three of them nodded even though she wasn't asking for permission.
"You want some more tea, love?" she asked Helmut who's heart fluttered a bit at the soft term of endearment.
"Please." he said watching as she methodically poured him another cup.
"I can not leave immediately." she said. "I have to take care of a few things first. But you are welcome to stay here if you wish."
"And if you're not afraid of the cat." she said, aiming it at Sam. "Tweety bird."
"I hate you." he said flatly and she only laughed.
"Her name is Cleopatra by the way. Or Cleo for short. And if you give her a can of tuna from that cabinet there then she'll be putty in your hands.  If you rub her belly then she'll love you forever." she said.  "She also seems to enjoy listening to Elvis Presley and laying in the sunlight.  If that should interest any of you."
"Thanks, Jess." Bucky said sincerely.
"You're welcome." she said. "But I still owe you a beating."
He sighed, "Fair enough."
She left the table and meandered out onto the lower porch to stay at the horizon.
Sam and Bucky said nothing as Helmut followed her out there.
"Thank you." he said as he stared off in the distance as well.
"For what?" she asked. "The tea? You're welcome, dear.  It was nothing."
"No." he said turning to look at her. "For what you did for the bodies.  My father, wife and son were among the ones you uncovered.   They told me it was Mother Nature.  I never put it together but now I see."
She said nothing.
"I did it because it was what I would've liked for my own family." she said.  "I'm just sorry I couldn't do it for everyone.  I tried but there were so many that needed healing.  I didn't have ti-"
"The people of Sokovia know that." he cut her off.  "But as a son, a husband and a father, I'm thanking you for myself and also for everyone else."
She said nothing as they stared out at the trees.
"What happened to your family?" he asked her.
He knew, from first experience, how painful it was to talk about something like but he wanted to know.
"There was a bombing." she said. "My husband and I had taken my daughters to the museum to see the dinosaur exhibit.   It was so wrapped up that day that it was nearly impossible to get food there.  So we called in some food a couple of miles away at one of the girls' favorite resteraunts.  He'd told me to go and get it and that they'd meet me by the water fountains and we'd have lunch.   I was stuck in traffic for a good hour coming back  when it hit.  They'd called in an air strike because it was confirmed that an extremely dangerous  terrorist was there.  He'd been on the run for nearly a year from a foreign government and when it was confirmed what he had on him, I guess they decided it would be better to blow everyone there off the place of the planet that risk him setting it off and possibly destroying the world.  I saw it hit, saw everything go up in flames before it the whole of everything just crashed into the ground.  Like the whole word swallowed it whole." she said, voice shaking.
Helmut watched with rapt attention as she struggled to continue.
"I just jumped out of the car immediately and took off.  Police were swarming and I got thrown this way and that but I got loose.  My family was in there.  My husband.  My children.  I dove head first into the crater not even thinking about self preservation or logic at all.  There were no survivors of course but I didn't care.   A mother can't just walk away like that.  Or atleast I couldn't.  I should've died on impact based on the fall but I didn't.  About half way down gas released and I can just remember the burning.  My skin felt like it was melting off.  I was still falling through the air and my skin was searing hot, burning every nerve ending I had.  And then I hit.   When I woke up, I wasn't there anymore but I panicked because I was covered in vines.  Wrapped up like a mummy in vegetation." she said, a dark chuckle coloring her tone.
Helmut shivered as a chill ran down his spine.
"The local authorities pulled me out when everything had been cleared and they began to sort through the wreckage.  I'd been turned over to American government when they discovered my ID in my back pocket.  They told me that it took forever for the police to get in because vines kept growing from everything I touched.  Several of them were strangled to death as I lay down there unconscious.  I was deemed dangerous and therefore put it a high security area.   I was told a version of what happened that day and propositioned to join the Avengers.  I was angry and grieving and I wanted to find out who murdered my children, my husband... so I accepted without hesistation. So when I tell you that I understand how you got to the point that you did... trust me.  I get it."
Helmut said nothing as he reached out to take her hand.
"Perhaps, you and I are not so different." he said.
"Probably a lot more similiar than you think." she chuckled.
"Though I am not a goddess." he said with a small smirk.
"I'm no goddess." she said.
"Ah no?" he asked. "Not Mother Nature then?"
"Sure you can call me mother nature...of the current year where I've been poisoned by the human race and am genuinely fed up with life in general.  Maybe Mother Nature's trailer trash cousin, Global Warming." she said and Helmut laughed at her in disbelief. "I can say trailer trash cause I am trailer trash."
Helmut shook his head in amusement.
He wasn't sure of anything in that moment but he was thankful for it and he hoped that perhaps his family was somewhere looking down on him.
He silently thanked them for allowing him to meet the one person who had stayed.
Mother Nature always found a way.
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Songs:
Fluff (Romantic)
Paper Rings - Taylor Swift
London Boy - Taylor Swift
Love Story - Taylor Swift
Lover - Taylor Swift
King of My Heart - Taylor Swift
Willow - Taylor Swift
Crazier - Taylor Swift
New Year’s Day - Taylor Swift
Daylight - Taylor Swift
Jump Then Fall - Taylor Swift
How You Get The Girl - Taylor Swift
You Are In Love - Taylor Swift
It’s Nice To Have A Friend - Taylor Swift
Today Was A Fairytale - Taylor Swift
State Of Grace - Taylor Swift
Mine - Taylor Swift
Delicate - Taylor Swift
Say You Won't Let Go - James Arthur
Naked - James Arthur
Rewrite The Stars - James Arthur + Anne-Marie
I Won't Give Up - Jason Mraz
I'm Yours - Jason Mraz
Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeran
Tenerife Sea - Ed Sheeran
How Would You Feel (Paean) - Ed Sheeran
Kiss Me - Ed Sheeran
Afterglow - Ed Sheeran
Lego House - Ed Sheeran
Dive - Ed Sheeran
Galway Girl - Ed Sheeran
Everything Has Changed - Ed Sheeran + Taylor Swift
I Was Made For Loving You - Tori Kelly + Ed Sheeran
Make You Feel My Love -Adele
One Call Away - Charlie Puth
Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol
Just The Way You Are - Bruno Mars
Count On Me - Bruno Mars
Little Things - One Direction
Night Changes - One Direction
Can't Help Falling In Love - Elvis Presley
Andante, Andante - ABBA
Waterloo - ABBA
All Of Me - John Legend
Ocean Eyes - Billie Eilish
Snowman - Sia
A Thousand Years - Christina Perri
Arms - Christina Perri
Teenage Dream - Katy Perry
Halo - Beyoncé
The Only Exception - Paramore
Dandelions - Ruth B
Someone To You - BANNERS
Would You Be So Kind - Dodie
Someone You Like - The Girl and The Dreamcatcher
If I Could Tell Her - Ben Platt 
Absolutely Smitten - Dodie
How Long Will I Love - Ellie Goulding
Angst (Romantic)
Good 4 u - Olivia Rodrigo
Drivers License - Olivia Rodrigo
Deja Vu - Olivia Rodrigo
Brutal - Olivia Rodrigo
Traitor - Olivia Rodrigo
Enough For You - Olivia Rodrigo
1 step forward, 3 steps back - Olivia Rodrigo
Happier - Olivia Rodrigo
Jealousy, Jealousy- Olivia Rodrigo
Favourite Crime - Olivia Rodrigo
Hope Ur Ok - Olivia Rodrigo
Betty - Taylor Swift
Exile - Taylor Swift
Teardrops On My Guitar - Taylor Swift
Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift
Tolerate It - Taylor Swift
You’re Not Sorry - Taylor Swift
Should’ve Said No - Taylor Swift
White Horse - Taylor Swift
You Belong With Me - Taylor Swift
My Tears Ricochet - Taylor Swift
Back to December - Taylor Swift
Breathe - Taylor Swift
The 1 - Taylor Swift
All Too Well - Taylor Swift
Invisible String - Taylor Swift
Evermore - Taylor Swift
Lose You To Love Me - Selena Gomez
The Heart Wants What It Wants - Selena Gomez
When I Was Your Man -Bruno Mars
Someone Like You - Adele
Hello - Adele
All I Ask - Adele
Let Her Go - Passenger
Say Something - A Great Big World
Stay With Me - Sam Smith
California King Bed - Rihanna
Take a Bow - Rihanna
Broken Hearted Girl - Beyoncé
Tonight I Wanna Cry - Keith Urban
The Winner Takes It All - ABBA
SOS - ABBA
One Of Us - ABBA
Half a Heart - One Direction
Yesterday - The Beatles
If The World Was Ending - Julia Michaels
Colors - Halsey
Happier - Ed Sheeran
One Last Time - Ariana Grande
Why’d You Only Call Me When You High - Artic Monkeys
Play Date - Melanie Martinez
Just a Friend to You - Meghan Trainor
All I Want - Kodaline
Love You From A Distance - Ashley Kutcher
Potential Breakup Song - Aly & AJ
I Don’t Wanna See You With Her - Maria Mena
Let Her Go - Passenger
All My Tears - Ane Brun
Always On My Mind - Elvis Presley
Someone to you - Lewis Capaldi 
Before You Go - Lewis Capaldi
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Sit Still, Look Pretty - Daya
How To Be A Heartbreaker - MARINA
No Body, No Crime - Taylor Swift
Look What You Made Me Do - Taylor Swift
Blank Space - Taylor Swift
You Need To Calm Down - Taylor Swift
Getaway Car -Taylor Swift
Gorgeous - Taylor Swift
Bad Blood - Taylor Swift
The Man - Taylor Swift
22 - Taylor Swift
Dorothea - Taylor Swift
Marjorie - Taylor Swift
The Best Day - Taylor Swift
Mirrorball - Taylor Swift
I Forgot That You Existed - Taylor Swift
This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things - Taylor Swift
The Lakes - Taylor Swift
The Last Great American Dynasty - Taylor Swift
Since U Been Gone - Kelly Clarkson
When I Kissed The Teacher - ABBA
I Have A Dream - ABBA
I've Been Waiting For You - ABBA
You'll Be In My Heart - Phil Collins
Titanium - David Guetta (feat. Sia)
F**ckin' Perfect - P!nk
New Rules - Dua Lipa
IDGAF - Dua Lipa
Bad Guy - Billie Eilish
You Should See Me in A Crown - Billie Eilish
COPYCAT - Billie Eilish
Count On Me - Bruno Mars
Stand By You - Rachel Platten
Firework - Katy Perry
Because You Loved Me - Céline Dion
See You Again - Wiz Khalifa + Charlie Puth
NO - Meghan Trainor
Skyfall - Adele
Gasoline - Halsey
Castle On The Hill - Ed Sheeran
Save Myself - Ed Sheeran
Supermarket Flowers - Ed Sheeran
Small Bump - Ed Sheeran
Growing Up - Macklemore, Ryan Lewis, Ed Sheeran
7 Rings - Ariana Grande
Bad Liar - Selena Gomez
Rare - Selena Gomez
Who Says - Selena Gomez
I Turn To You - Christina Aguilera
Till There Was You - The Beatles
Sweetest Devotion - Adele
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Characters
Character x fem! or GN! reader (ROMANTIC)
ACOTAR: Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, Lucien, Helion, Tarquin, kallias and Tamlin.
BRIDGERTON: Anthony Bridgerton, Benedict Bridgerton, Colin Bridgerton and Simon Basset.
GRISHAVERSE: Nikolai, Mal, The Darkling, Kaz, Matthias, Jesper, Wylan and David.
THRONE OF GLASS: Dorian Havilliard and Chaol Westfall.
HARRY POTTER: Harry, Ron, Neville, Draco, George, Fred, Oliver, Cedric, Young Sirius, Young James and Young Remus.
PRIDE AND PREJUDICE: Mr Darcy and Mr Bingley.
MARVEL: Steve, Bucky, Sam, Pietro, Loki, Thor, Peter Parker, Ned, Tony, Bruce, Vision, Clint, T'Challa, Scott Lang, James Rhodes, Peter Quill and Stephen Strange.
THE HUNGER GAMES: Peeta, Gale and Finnick.
GREY'S ANATOMY: Derek Shepherd, Andrew DeLuca, Alex Karev, Jackson Avery, Mark Sloan, George O'Malley, Link, Koracick and Ben Warren.
TEEN WOLF: Scott, Stiles, Derek, Isaac, Liam and Jackson.
THE VAMPIRE DIARIES: Damon, Stefan, Matt, Klaus, Elijah and Kai.
NARNIA: Peter, Edmund and Caspian.
STAR WARS: Anakin, Obi Wan, Kylo, Han, Luke, Poe, Finn and Din Djarin.
Character x platonic!/sis!/bro!/enemy!/daughter!/son!/mentor!/or anything else platonic Reader
ACOTAR: Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, Feure, Nesta, Elain, Mor, Amren, Nyx, Lucien, Tarquin, Helion, Kallias, Tamlin, Ianthe, Suriel and Bone Carver.
GRISHAVERSE: Nikolai, Mal, Darkling, David, Alina, Bahgra, Zoya, Tamar, Tolya, Apparat, Kaz, Matthias, Jesper, Wylan, Nina, Inej, Tantee Heleen and Pekka Rollins.
THRONE OF GLASS: Dorian, Chaol and Aelin.
BRIDGERTON: Anthony, Benedict, Colin; Daphne, Eloise, Francesca, Gregory, Hyacinth, Lady Violet, Simon, Lady Danbury, Penelope, Lady Portia Featherington, Marina, Sienna, Genevieve, Cressida and Queen Charlotte.
HARRY POTTER: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, Luna, Draco, George, Fred, Oliver, Cedric, Cho, Seamus, Fleur, Pansy, Myrtle, Sirius (old or young), James (old or young), Remus (old or young), Lily (old or young), Molly, Arthur, Bill, Percy, Charlie, Xenophilus Lovegood, Snape, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Hagrid, Moody, Flitwick, Umbridge, Bellatrix, Voldemort, Lucius, Narcissa, Peter Pettigrew, Helga Hufflepuff, Salazar Slytherin, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Dobby and Nearly Headless Nick.
PRIDE AND PREJUDICE: Mr Darcy, Georgiana Darcy, Mr Bingley, Caroline Bingley, Elizabeth Bennet, Jane Bennet, Mary Bennet, Lydia Bennet, Catherine Bennet, Charlotte Lucas, Wickam, Mr Collins, Mr Bennet, Mrs Bennet.
MARVEL: Steve, Peggy, Sharon, Natasha, Bucky, Sam, Carol, Monica Rambeau, Pietro, Wanda, Agatha Harkness, Loki, Frigga, Odin, Hela, Thor, Heimdall, Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, Valkyrie, Peter Parker, Ned, MJ, Tony, Pepper, Morgan, Happy, Howard, Bruce, Vision, Clint, T'Challa, Shuri, Scott, Hope, Hank, Cassie, James Rhodes, Peter Quill, Gamora, Mantis, Nebula, Groot, Rocket, Drax, Stephen Strange, Wong, Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, Maria Hill, Thanos, Ancient One, Red Skull, Ultron, John Walker and Zemo.
THE HUNGER GAMES: Katniss, Peeta, Gale, Finnick, Haymitch, Rue, President Snow, Primrose, Effie, Cinna and Johanna.
GREY'S ANATOMY: Meredith, Derek, Andrew, Alex, Jackson, Mark, Lexie, Cristina, April, Izzie, George, Callie, Owen, Addison, Arizona, Miranda, Amelia, Link, Burke, Teddy, Maggie, Richard, Carina, Ben Warren, Megan Hunt, Ellis Grey, Catherine Avery and Tom Koracick.
TEEN WOLF: Scott, Stiles, Malia, Lydia, Allison, Derek, Isaac, Liam, Jackson, Peter Hale, Chris Argent, Sheriff Stilinski, Kira, Melissa McCall and Noshiko Yukimura.
THE VAMPIRE DIARIES: Damon, Elena, Katherine, Stefan, Caroline, Bonnie, Jenna, Klaus, Elijah, Rebeka, Sheriff Forbes, Kai and Lexi.
NARNIA: Peter, Susan, Edmund, Lucy, Caspian and Aslan.
STAR WARS: Anakin, Padme, Yoda, Jarjar, Obi Wan, Kylo, Rey, Han, Leia, Luke, Poe, Finn and Din Djarin and Grogu.
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Past, Present & Future ||||
pairing : Baron Zemo x reader
word count : 1.3k
warning : mention of death / mention of sex
summary : There’s no going back after what happened last night, you finally give in, he finally let his guard down. Everything seems to be perfect for a moment.
a/n : tryna make it fluff but maybe i flopped 🥲 only one more episode left to go! After finishing this series, I’ll be mainly doing one shots for Zemo, Loki and Tom Holland :) thank you for all your support, your likes, comments and reblogs really mean a lot! Btw pls spread the word about #WhatsHappeningInThailand if you can, thank you💖💖 Ps. I found this song while watching Lila, Lila (2009) it’s in German but Daniel is freaking adorable in it so i definitely recommended yall to watch it :3
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You won't admit you love me
And so how am I ever to know?
You always tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps
(Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps - Doris Day)
You blinked a few times as the sunlight hit your eyes then stretched lazily to the other side of the bed. Oh shit. It’s not empty like it supposed to be. Wait.. it’s not even your room. 
Zemo has already woken up for a while now, he leaned his back on the headboard and used the time before you wake up as his advantage to process all the events that happened last night while secretly admitting to himself that he quite enjoys the view of your presence by his side and he could get use to waking up next to you. But when he first woke up, he was upset.
He never thought he would be able to do any sexual activities with anyone else after his wife was dead but last night there was something in him that permitted him to let everything slide. 
He never wanted what he had with his wife to fade away and let alone the thought of someone replacing all those special memories. And he intended to keep it that way.
As the time passed by with so many years he stuck in prison alone, you were his first visitor that wasn't there to laugh at him or try to kill him. He appreciated your kindness and then the connection between you two became more of an affection but he will never hold you like he wanted to. But last night he was finally able to make all his fantasies come true. But after all these years that he went from admiring you to loving you and cutting you off, why now? Maybe it’s the alcohol that makes him forget all the overthinking in his head and be loyal to his own feelings, or maybe you and him were just carried away in that moment…
“What time is it?” You finally let your first word out after trying to think straight about what happened last night. Trying to concentrate your mind on the past makes your head feel a little giddy. There was a lot to think of, like was it just a one night stand for him or it means more than that, and above all, how the fuck did you let him beat you in your own game and end up in his bed, but now that most of your conscious is back, you have to get out of this room before someone else wake up and caught you naked in the Baron’s bed.
“What’s the hurry” He didn’t quite know what to say, he wondered if it meant more than just a one night stand to you too but he wasn’t ready to hear the answer yet, so he now just does what he seems to do best lately, getting on your nerves.
“Fuck you” you mumbled back at his useless words and reached for your phone to look at the time.
“I just did” He let out a small chuckle.
His answer makes your face turn red but you choose to ignore him. Okay, it’s still pretty early so no one is possibly up. You stand up from the warm sheets and look for your dress on the floor praying that it’s still in good condition since it is Sharon’s. The floor was a huge mess with your clothes sporadic with his lying all over the place. You quickly pick up your dress and wear it in hurry, not noticing a sad glance from the Baron. Although he hates to let anyone replace his wife, he doesn’t want this to be over. He doesn’t want to feel lonely  anymore after he met you. 
“Use the fire exit path if there is one, James is already up” Zemo speaks again but louder in the hoarse tone before he clears his throat. He then stands up from the bed and walks right to your direction, picking his favorite coat up from the floor and placing it from behind your shoulder. Oh, it seems like his actions speak louder than his ego after all.
“Great” you roll your eyes before heading towards the door and open it. You didn’t take his warning that seriously because you thought he was only messing with you, well, you might want to consider it again when you saw Bucky sitting on the sofa and looking right at you and you were frozen.
“Did he manipulate you into doing all of these?” Bucky still doesn’t move from his spot but turns his head to look at you. 
“Do what?” You tried your best to get out of this situation and go into your room without anyone knowing anything.
“If you wanna play it this way, at least take off his coat before acting so innocent” He was furious but he kept his tone down, not wanting to wake the others. Oh damn it, you totally forget about the coat.
“Fine, he didn’t manipulate me into this, it was my own choice, my drunk-self choice” You admitted. You get it if he was mad, he has every right to, considering everything Zemo put him through, he would never let that bastard near you. 
“I know I have no right to change your mind, but I have to say that I see you as my little sister and I’ll be damn worry about you if you’re dating him, but I also believe that you are capable of looking out for yourself, so if he hurt you, just tell me” To your surprise, Bucky gave you a sentimental big brother speech. You hug him tightly and whisper a light ‘thank you so much, you’re the best’ to his ear before making your way to your room and take a hot shower.
You decided to wear a turtleneck shirt to cover all the hickeys from last night. The day went by more or less crazier than you expected, the price for your bounty has been doubled and yet you all have to go out in the open to look for Dr.Nagel.
Luckily, Sharon was there to help when the four of you went into interrogation and find out more about the serum. Zemo has been doing great at his job so far, he doesn’t seem like he would betray you yet but he doesn’t work for you guys either. He has made his own purpose clear that he’s only here to abolish the super soldier serum, and he intends to keep it that way by killing Dr.Nagel. But it wasn’t the only thing he focused on, you can always feel his eyes on you and he’s been acting quite overprotective over you, walking behind you, asking if you were okay. He was the one who carried you out of the debris after the bomb. You were about to sit in the back of his supercharged car but he stopped Bucky from sitting in the front and said ‘lady first’.
The fight was terrible, you got yourself some scars on your body but the Baron was there to help. The first thing he did when he stepped his foot on the plane was look for a first aid kit and take care of your scars. His fingertips ghosting around your face made your heart skip a beat. You would be lying if you say you didn’t notice that his actions towards you have changed after the fight. He has been more loving, more caring and he doesn’t seem to care if Sam and James would notice at all. He took care of your wound, covering you with his blanket when you fell asleep.
The fight scared him. It makes him imagine his life without you and he doesn’t want that. He never wants to lose you and he doesn’t want to waste anymore time. He let his guard down, completely this time.
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livingoutload · 3 years
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Is there any zemo x fem! Reader where you’re a villain too? I’m finding a lot with avenger! Readers but non with villain! reader? Just think it could be a lot of fun 🤷🏼‍♀️
Ps, if there aren’t many/any, should I write one?
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Hello, I'm loving your analysis on the MCU and Marvel. If you don't mind my asking, what do you love about Bucky and Natasha, as individuals and as a couple? What other characters do you like? No obligation to answer, just wanted to thank you.
hi, thank u so much! 💕
what i love about bucky and Natasha as individuals is that they’re both morally complex, but extremely skilled assassins/spies. i’ve loved assassin/spy/mercenary stories and characters all my life. bucky and Natasha represent two of my favourite types of assassin archetypes, the Born Into It type and the Never Fully Came Back From Being Forced Into It type. 
 I love the interiority they both have as assassins whose lives have depended on their ability and willingness to kill and betray and manipulate on behalf of others, and how this gives them a VERY different morality than other more “superhero” like characters when they gain autonomy as individuals. 
The only thing consistent about Nat in the MCU and even throughout the comics is this awareness and respect for that she can’t be an Avenger in the way someone like Iron Man or Hawkeye is. She is too cognizant of how naive it is to imagine any single action, team, or person can be good. she has a skillset that she is the best judge of who needs that skillset. sometimes it’s herself, sometimes the avengers, sometimes dark shadowy agencies-- but the autonomy Bucky and Natasha insist on because of the trauma of their autonomy being taken from them is what I love about them as individuals. they don’t dogmatically adhere to the moral codes or expectations of anyone but themselves and lend their skills to those whose visions align with that. 
We’re only just now seeing hints of that with MCU!Bucky. He broke Zemo, his own abuser, out of prison because he knows it's more important to find the serum and stop it from being misused (as it was on Bucky himself) than it is to abide by laws of the state or the moral codes of those around him. even if it hurts himself, sam, the Wakandans. because he knows he has the skills do it and it needs to be done. As individuals, Bucky and Nat’s moral code is directly tied to preventing what happened to them from happening again, not to some lofty idea of good or bad. In this way, they feel a lot more grounded and relatable as characters to me.
For me, that’s also partly why they’re so compelling as a couple. They know, understand, and respect one another in a way that no one else in their lives can because their traumas are entwined (i.e. Bucky as the Winter Soldier being Nat's trainer in the Red Room). it's why that line that Bucky says to Nat in the comics - about not being a good man, but she's the only one who understands that - hits so hard. Because it's true. For both of them. When they're together it's the closest they come to feeling seen and healing because they can see each other's trauma clearer than anyone else and know what the other needs in a way no one else can.
As a reader, I can't tell you how much I love their romance! I love it so much because for so long I'd never seen these characters' backstories/inner lives explored so intimately. So often we're on the outside looking in when it comes to Bucky and Nat (we still very much are in the MCU), but when they're together because they have this intimate understanding of each other, we're treated to these amazing character insights u don't get anywhere else. We don't even get that level of insight from Steve or Clint (their best friends).
Until i encountered buckynat, even though I found the characters entertaining individually, i never really Got Them until I read The Winter Soldier comics and saw how they brought out each other's characters. Then, I loved them. And I suppose I am kinda a sucker for little tragedy of it too. They're both too independent to ever really be A Couple and know in their line of work it's too dangerous, but they're there for each other when they can be. i think that's kinda lovely. almost ideal, all things considered.
As a writer, I also think they're kinda the perfect example of how romance is a great way to allow characters to get to know one another and for the audience to know them. They're a testament to how the act of a character getting to know another can also be getting to know themselves. For both better and worse. It's truly a tragedy we'll never really get this with either in the MCU.
Anyways, this is long. Thank you for reading! x PS. other characters from Marvel I love and could talk about forever are Deadpool, Hawkeye, Moon Girl, Wolverine and Storm, Kamala Kahn, Magneto (i generally LOVE the X-men), the Maximoff family, Gambit, Kate Bishop, Gamora and Nebula.
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Same anon as "sam became my favorite hero in the mcu movies" here. The white mcu fandom always say Bucky has ptsd. Sam has ptsd too, he is a war veteran, his best friend died, he saw rhodes falling from the sky etc. If (white) bucky fans cared so much about mental health issues like they pretend they do, they would support Sam too. It’s same people who rather write bucky x zemo than sambucky or their favorite tags are therapist!sam, "sam is a good bro". It’s dehumanizing and gross. Just say you are racist and stop the gimmicks. If the roles were reversed and sam was the winter soldier he wouldn’t get any sympathy because black character aren’t allowed to be flawed. The white fandom is really ruining the show for me. I don’t even enjoy going trough the tfatws and sambucky tag anymore. It’s frustrating and tiring. I wish we could enjoy things without having to defend ourselves. So a big fuck you to every bucky fans who invalidating our opinions :) I could go on and on but imma stop here. ps: your sambucky story is one my fav❣️
Thank you. I have nothing to add. Points have been made. I am sending you love and hugs because I absolutely share your frustration. Actually, I have one thing to add lol I enjoyed the flashback scene of Bucky in Wakanda. I thought it was a wonderful moment because I really do love him as a character. Sebastian Stan’s acting was great. What I wanted to say was Anthony Mackie’s acting is astoundingly great because he plays Sam’s pain and trauma with such nuance. It’s in the way his eyes are so expressive; the way his countenance changes; how his posture shifts. It’s such a pleasure to watch Mackie play Sam in this nuanced way. In saying that, I cannot wait for Sam to snap and tell everyone to go fuck themselves, Bucky included. 
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princesscas · 3 years
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Sambucky or samstiel? Also ps nice crobby post (:
Stucky and Destiel— nah, I kid, I kid lol. (in this house, we love multishippers) Tbh Sambucky, but I’m biased because I’ve been obsessed with TFATWS since it came out. And I’m invested in Sam and Bucky— like lots of Bucky feels, lemme tell ya lmao. 
I have three levels when it comes to ships: it doesn't exist to me, cute so I’m intrigued, and ‘this is my life force now.’ Stucky is currently the latter (I’m writing a modern au series rn (thinking of it 24/7, rent free), and I cannot tell you how much it contributes to that) and Destiel is the second but a little higher. Sambucky is also second, and Samstiel is between one and two.
If anything, art sells me on a ship, it always does lol. Like BuckyZemo?? There’s some gold being put out there, same with fanfic. I went scouring through the AO3 tags a few weeks back and found some really good oneshots, like dealing with Bucky and Zemo having a past lover. (oof that hurts @ Bucky) 
I managed to go completely off topic with what you asked looool. Ships are fun! The emotions you get from them are incredible (god I would know rn with my fic) so don’t ever let someone tell you that x or y is bad.   
Yeah lol we were truly robbed of a better season 10. 
Edit: I just realized I didn't reblog a crobby post lol did you mean to send this to someone else XD
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imagine-a-marvel · 5 years
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Amanhã Nós Lutamos
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Pedido: @justonekook: A pp é melhor amiga do Tony e escolhe o lado dele em Guerra Civil, então por isso entra em conflito com o Capitão América que no caso é o seu atual namorado & @ursae---majoris: Steve e a leitora brigam muito porque tem opiniões fortes e completamente opostas um do outro (tipo a leitora ser a favor do acordo de Sokovia ou considerar a Wanda uma terrorista, por exemplo) mas aí algo acontece...
Personagens: Steve Rogers x Leitora, Tony Stark x Leitora (melhores amigos).
Avisos: Drama. 
Número de palavras: 3368.
Suas características: Aprimorada com poderes magnéticos, Vingadora, namorada do Steve e melhor amiga do Tony.
Notas: Então, isso era pra ter sido postado há muuuuuito tempo atrás, mas como sempre, a vida interferiu. A história segue os acontecimentos dos filmes, principalmente Guerra Civil e Guerra Infinita, a única diferença é o seu relacionamento com Steve e Tony no meio de tudo. Espero que gostem, e que me deixem saber se for assim 😘  (ps: Eu optei por não incluir a morte da Peggy, então vamos imaginar aqui que não aconteceu). 
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Tony sempre foi como um irmão para você. O pai dele e o seu eram parceiros de negócios, então vocês praticamente cresceram juntos. Sua família era uma das maiores investidoras das Industrias Stark. Isso até seu pai perder a fortuna da família com negócios ilícitos, deixando você e sua mãe, praticamente na miséria. E isso quando você mal tinha se formado no colegial.
Mesmo tendo acabado de perder os pais, Tony te estendeu a mão, mantendo os lucros das ações que seu pai tinha nas Industrias Stark, nos nomes seu e da sua mãe, para não perderem tudo quando seu pai foi processado e preso pelos crimes que cometeu.
Isso apertou ainda mais os laços de amizade que os unia, com os dois se ajudando no momento mais tenebroso de suas vidas. Já que ele estava de luto, e precisava de você mais que nunca.
Com o tempo, você voltou aos seus pés, pagou de volta toda a ajuda que Tony prestou, mesmo com os protestos dele, e foi além.
Se formando em bioquímica, você se tornou a diretora de operações da divisão de pesquisa científica das Industrias Stark. Focando seu trabalho na evolução do corpo humano. Visando imunidade de doenças e longevidade.
Voltando para o ranking de uma das maiores investidoras, você foi parte da salvação da empresa quando Tony decidiu parar de fabricar armas, já que impediu que as ações caíssem para um nível irreversível, mantendo-se firme lá, tendo fé nele.
Não muito depois de Tony se assumir como Homem de Ferro, você sofreu um acidente no seu laboratório, sendo exposta a uma droga experimental que acabou te dando poderes magnéticos, com controle sobre metais, e também de campos magnéticos. Irônico não?
Mas, mesmo assim, você se manteve incógnita, confiando esse segredo só aos mais próximos de você, e isso incluía Tony, é claro. Você só veio a público na Batalha de Nova Iorque, quando não teve escolha senão defender a cidade contra uma invasão alienígena.
Tomando gosto pela coisa, você disse sim para a iniciativa Vingadores.
Uma vez dentro, você se interessou muito em Steve, sendo uma bioquímica, você o via como um grande sucesso, um trabalho bem feito do campo. E é claro que os lindos olhos azuis, os bons modos, o sorriso encantador, e os músculos não passaram despercebidos.
Não demorou muito e seus encontros para estudar a genética dele se transformaram em verdadeiros encontros, e daí para um relacionamento foi fácil como respirar. Vocês pertenciam um ao outro, vocês se completavam em vários aspectos, e o amor se fortalecia a cada ano passado juntos.
Mas mesmo o amor não os impedia de entrar em discussões quando discordavam em alguma coisa. Com ambos tendo gênio forte, não era surpresa isso acontecer. Porém, no fim vocês sempre entravam em consenso, com um cedendo para os dois ganharem.
Mas após a queda de Sokovia, as coisas ficaram tensas para os Vingadores, que depois de darem milhares de desculpas para o ocorrido, tiveram que se reinventar em outro lugar, para aplacar a hostilidade crescente de alguns.
E em um momento tão crítico, a última coisa que precisavam era de mais um escândalo internacional.
Quando Wanda falhou em conter uma bomba, e ao invés disso a fez atingir um prédio cheio de pessoas, o mundo disse chega.
E esse foi o início da queda dos Vingadores.
"Eu te disse que ela não estava pronta. Wanda não tem treinamento suficiente para lidar com o que aconteceu hoje." Você disse, andando de um lado para o outro, dentro do quarto que divide com Steve.
Você estava com Tony na apresentação de inauguração da Fundação Setembro, quando ouviu a notícia. Tudo o que achou que faria no dia, era consolar seu melhor amigo por causa de um momento difícil no relacionamento dele, mas ao invés disso, tinha mais um desastre nas mãos.
"Não foi culpa dela, eu hesitei. O Rumlow me distraiu falando do Bucky e eu cai. Se não fosse por minha hesitação, Wanda não precisaria ter interferido." Steve disse, do lugar na cadeira em frente à mesa de trabalho dele, com a cabeça baixa e o cenho franzido.
"Seja de quem for a culpa, o Tony está chegando com o Secretário de Estado, e nós não vamos escapar dessa vez só com uma coletiva de imprensa." Você parou na frente dele, com as mãos na cintura.
"Nós vamos passar por isso como sempre passamos, juntos." Steve, sempre o otimista.
Tudo o que você fez foi assentir. Não tinha porquê continuar a discussão naquele momento. Você sabia que a visita do Secretario Ross só alimentaria o fogo da discórdia que podia sentir ganhando vida no QG.
E como previsto, foi isso que aconteceu.
Uns queriam apoiar o tratado de Sokovia, apresentado pelo Ross como solução para o grande problema que tinham, e, os que não estavam em cima do muro, eram contra a ideia. Steve estava desse lado. E dor nos olhos dele não passou despercebida por ninguém quando você se declarou a favor.
Steve pensou que teria mais tempo para avaliar a situação, para talvez até mudar de ideia. Mas assim que você e Natasha foram vítimas de um ataque terrorista em Viena, onde foram para assinar o tratado, ele se viu de mãos atadas pelo mesmo, que dizia para ele ficar sentado e não fazer nada, para deixar os outros resolverem o problema. Assim como o Tony, a Natasha e você o aconselharam também. Mesmo isso envolvendo o Bucky.
E ele não podia, não conseguia fazer isso.
Não precisava ser um gênio para saber que onde o nome de Bucky era mencionado, Steve estava logo atrás. E seria mentira se você dissesse que o empenho dele em proteger o amigo, mesmo ele sendo suspeito de atentar contra a sua vida, não te magoava.
Quando os dois foram presos, junto com o Sam e o agora rei T'Challa, você estava bem irritada. Não queria parte na história, então pegou um voo de volta para o complexo, onde achou um Visão todo sujo, e um buraco profundo atravessando vários andares e o solo abaixo. Wanda tinha se juntado a Steve, assim como o Clint.
Não muito depois disso, você soube da fuga do Soldado Invernal, e do plano que Tony tinha para parar ele, Steve e os outros. Ele te pediu para ir junto, mas você não podia tomar parte, então decidiu ficar de fora.
Só depois que Wanda, Sam, e Clint estavam presos, Natasha desaparecida, Rhodes ferido, Visão comprometido, e você isolada, Tony descobriu o plano do Zemo. E percebeu que estava errado em não confiar no Steve.
Ele te ligou na mesma hora, te dizendo onde devia encontrá-los. Você pegou um Quinjet imediatamente.
Mas o que ouviu, e depois viu naquela base da Hidra na Sibéria, não era o que esperava.
Bucky no chão, com o pouco do braço de metal que ainda tinha, estraçalhado, sangrando, quase inconsciente no chão. Enquanto Tony e Steve se digladiavam com uma fúria que você nunca tinha visto.
Levantando as duas mãos com as palmas viradas para frente, você seguiu com olhos alarmados Steve ser jogado e preso contra uma parede, e Tony contra outra oposta, com sua energia cinza pálida e brilhante os conectando a você.
"O que está acontecendo?!" Você perguntou, sem os soltar.
"Ele matou meus pais!" Tony rugiu, não soando como si mesmo.
"Ele não sabia o que estava fazendo-a Hidra- não era ele." Steve ofegou, pouco coerente.
Olhando entre os dois, não foi difícil entender o que estava acontecendo. Bucky era responsável pela morte de Maria e Howard Stark. Ele era responsável pelo sofrimento que você tinha visto Tony passar anos atrás, e continuar remoendo nos anos que se seguiram.
Mas não era ele... Steve tinha te dito, após descobrir que Bucky estava vivo, o que a Hidra tinha feito, e Tony também sabia disso. Mas agora isso não parecia importar. Toda a dor tinha voltado e incendiado qualquer senso de racionalidade, deixando só as chamas da vingança para mostrar o caminho. A morte de Bucky.
Depois de respirar fundo, você tomou uma decisão.
Abaixando uma mão, você libertou Steve.
"Saiam daqui." Você falou, um pouco mais alto que os sons de protesto do Tony, que ficaram mais altos quando ele desconectou a máscara e te olhou com raiva.
Steve não demorou para entrar em ação, andando até Bucky e colocando o braço direito do amigo sobre o ombro. Mas ele não conseguiu se mover mais que isso.
"Vem comigo." Ele pediu, se agarrando a um último fio de esperança.
"Meu lugar é com a minha família, assim como o seu é com a sua." Você gesticulou para Bucky, que mal se mantinha consciente.
Steve assentiu com pesar.
"O escudo não pertence a você! Você não merece! Meu pai fez esse escudo!" Tony gritou, enfurecido.
Steve parou por alguns segundos, mas em seguida, o som de metal batendo contra o concreto foi ouvido, e Steve deixou mais para trás do que podia se permitir pensar no momento.
"Por que você fez isso?!" Tony voltou a raiva dele para você.
Você deixou de olhar para a direção em que Steve tinha desaparecido, se virando para Tony, com lágrimas nos olhos, abaixando a mão que o prendia.
"Porque esse não é você." Sua voz era suave, distante, como o vento soprando em uma casa vazia.
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Pouco mais de dois anos depois daquele dia fatídico, você não podia dizer que tinha superado. Steve se foi, levando consigo tudo o que tinham construído juntos. Os Vingadores não existiam mais, tudo o que você conhecia e confiava tinha se desfeito diante dos seus olhos.
Os que ficaram para trás, estavam seguindo em frente da melhor forma que podiam. Rhodes estava se saindo bem na recuperação dos movimentos das pernas, Tony e Pepper estavam vivendo seu tão sonhado noivado, e Tony tinha até arrumado um pupilo, Peter Parker, quem ele parecia ter mais carinho do que deixava transparecer.
A amizade de vocês não se abalou com sua decisão de deixar Steve e Bucky irem. Quando se acalmou, ele percebeu que teria cometido um erro enorme, e era grato por você o ter impedido. Não que os primeiros dias tenham sido fáceis, mas o que importa é que vocês superaram.
Visão nunca pareceu totalmente contente com o jeito que as coisas ficaram, mas colaborava da melhor forma que podia, para amenizar as consequências que a Guerra Civil dos Vingadores causou.
Vocês dois se aproximaram com a dor em comum de perder parte de seus corações de forma tão abrupta. Mesmo o dele não batendo, se partiu da mesma forma que o seu. Isso até ele retomar o contato com a Wanda.
Visão te perguntou se queria contatar Steve, assim como Tony fez, pouco tempo depois da separação, te mostrando o telefone que Steve tinha enviado. Mas a sua resposta foi a mesma para os dois. Não. A carta que ele te mandou, você não leu.
Quem bem isso faria? O tempo não regressaria. E se o fizesse, as chances de que vocês tomassem decisões diferentes, era zero. Então para que reabrir a ferida? Não era como se as regras fossem mudar só porque você queria.
E o seu pensamento permaneceu inalterado, até o dia em que tudo voltou a mudar drasticamente. As polaridades do seu mundo voltaram a se inverter, e Steve estava de volta. Assim como Bruce, Natasha, Wanda, Sam e o Visão, gravemente ferido. Mas eles estavam em casa, e vocês se viram juntos novamente, contra um grande mal. Um que tinha levado Tony para longe.
O reencontro da equipe foi constrangedor no começo, você e Steve não interagiram além de um cumprimento nervoso e olhares furtivos. Não muito diferentes da Natasha e o Bruce. Ninguém sabia bem o que dizer, então todos decidiram ativar o modo missão. Após debaterem, todos sabiam o que fazer, então pegaram um Quinjet e foram para Wakanda, buscar a ajuda do rei T'Challa.
Chegando em Wakanda, você sentiu algo estranho ao ver Steve e Bucky se cumprimentando. Você esperava o ressentir, uma parte irracional de você o culpava por tudo que tinha acontecido. Mas vendo os dois ali, sorrindo juntos, como se o mundo não estivesse na beira de um precipício, provocou um certo calor dentro do seu peito. Pela primeira vez em muito tempo, você não viu o amor entre eles como algo ruim.
Bucky sentiu seus olhos nele, e por um breve momento, vocês trocaram um olhar cheio de significado, que foi finalizado com um simples aceno de cabeça dos dois. Obrigado. De nada.
Quando levaram Visão para dentro, para descobrirem um jeito de o salvar antes de destruir a joia da mente, você decidiu ficar de lado. Shuri e Bruce pareciam mais que capazes de resolver tudo sozinhos, sua presença não era necessária.
Olhando para a imensidão que era Wakanda, por uma das largas janelas, você se permitiu um momento de paz.
Que foi quebrada por um reflexo no vidro, que sinalizava alguém se aproximando de você. Steve.
Ele disse a si mesmo que isso não era uma boa ideia, que todos tinham coisas mais importantes para se focarem no momento, mas simplesmente não conseguiu resistir. Tanto tempo sem te ter por perto, sem ouvir o som da sua voz, ele só precisava ter um pouco disso de volta, nem que fosse por um breve momento.
Steve parou do seu lado, e quem olhasse de fora, sem saber, imaginaria que vocês eram só dois turistas apreciando a vista.
"Eu sinto muito pelo Tony." Steve quebrou o minuto de silêncio desconfortável, sendo sincero.
"É, eu também." Você suspirou. "Mas era de se esperar que ele fosse fazer uma idiotice dessas. Vocês dois têm isso em comum, não podem ver uma oportunidade de se sacrificarem, que pulam nela." Você disse, o olhando de soslaio.
Era para ser uma reprimenda, mas soou como piada. Uma da qual Steve riu e baixou a cabeça, assentindo.
"Não posso argumentar contra isso." Ele concordou, conseguindo a coragem para te olhar diretamente, com um pequeno sorriso ainda nos lábios.
"Existe uma primeira vez pra tudo." Você alfinetou.
O sorriso de Steve sumiu.
"Eu também sinto muito sobre como as coisas terminaram entre nós." Ele se virou para você. "Se eu pudesse voltar atrás-"
"O quê? Você teria feito tudo diferente?" Você também se virou para ele, só que com os braços cruzados, na defensiva. "Nós dois sabemos que nada seria diferente, porque ainda somos as mesmas pessoas, e pensamos da mesma forma que pensávamos há dois anos."
"Talvez. Mas eu não estou falando do acordo, ou da briga, eu estou falando de depois." Ao receber um olhar interrogativo de você, Steve reuniu toda a coragem que tinha, e se abriu. "Eu devia ter te procurado, eu pensei nisso sem parar depois que nos separamos, mas nunca parecia o momento certo. Eu não queria te colocar em uma posição comprometedora. Eu-eu fui um covarde. Agora me arrependo de não ter aproveitado as oportunidades que tive, porque não sabemos o que vai acontecer- nós podemos- você pode-" Morrer. Ele não conseguia se fazer dizer a palavra, mas ela estava lá, na cabeça de todos vocês.
Ao ver o conflito nos olhos desesperançosos de Steve, seu coração se partiu. E você não conseguiu o impedir de tomar conta da situação.
"Ei." Você chamou a atenção de Steve, chegando mais perto e segurando a mão dele, reconfortante. "Eu também pensei nisso, e eu também poderia ter te procurado, a culpa não é sua." Você garantiu, mas depois se recompôs. "É só a vida seguindo em frente. Talvez nós não fomos feitos pra ficarmos juntos." Você terminou de falar com a voz pequena, olhando para o chão.
"Eu não acredito nisso." Steve foi rápido em afirmar, e em um momento de ousadia. ele colocou a mão sob o seu queixo, te fazendo o olhar nos olhos novamente. "E nem você."
Movida pelo seu próprio momento de ousadia, você o beijou, e com isso, liberou toda a tensão que tinha se acumulado no seu corpo e mente durante todo o tempo em que estiveram separados.
Steve te abraçou como se ele fosse cair nos confins da terra se não o fizesse. Foi como se o tempo não existisse, nem o passado, nem o presente, e muito menos o futuro. Era ali o seu lugar, nos braços dele, então ele te abraçou mais forte, como se desafiando qualquer um a dizer o contrário.
Ao separarem os lábios, o mundo voltou a entrar em foco, mas de uma perspectiva diferente. Sim, todos ainda corriam perigo, e sim, vocês não sabiam se iam conseguir vencer dessa vez. Mas vocês estavam juntos novamente, e isso era mais importante que tudo, por mais egoísta que soasse.
Steve tirou os braços de sua volta para segurar o seu rosto entre as mãos. Como ele tinha passado tanto tempo longe de você?
Quando Steve abriu a boca para te dizer o quanto sentiu sua falta, o comunicador no ouvido dele ganhou vida com a voz do Sam. Estava na hora.
Depois disso, tudo aconteceu muito rápido. Após se posicionar na linha de frente, ao lado de Steve, você observou o que parecia ser os portões do inferno se abrindo, e bestas rastejarem para fora deles em direção a vocês, com sede de sangue, o seu sangue. Mas eles teriam muito trabalho para matarem essa sede. Para a sua sorte, os cães do inferno tinham metal de sobra em seus corpos.
Mas essa sorte não durou muito tempo. Em meio à batalha, uma presença foi sentida, e não como em uma premonição, não, literalmente sentida. O poder era tangível no ar, e até as árvores protestaram sob sua influência. Thanos.
Você foi uma das primeiras a reagir. Com os olhos no que parecia uma luva de metal na mão dele, você atacou. Mas o seu poder não conseguiu fazer dano nenhum antes que ele te enviasse voando em meio às árvores com um raio violeta, te deixando inconsciente no momento em que bateu no chão.
Nenhum dos outros teve mais sucesso. Um após o outro, todos foram subjugados. E nem mesmo o Thor conseguiu impedir que Thanos vencesse.
Quando viu Thanos desaparecer, Steve começou a se desesperar. Olhando em volta como se esperasse que ele fosse reaparecer. Ele sabia que algo muito ruim tinha acontecido. O medo de Steve se tornou realidade ao ouvir o Bucky chamar o nome dele, e em seguida desaparecer, como se nunca tivesse existido. Ele andou até onde a arma caída ainda permanecia, como prova de que o melhor amigo dele esteve mesmo ali, e se ajoelhou, tocando o chão em descrença, mas não tinha nada além de cinzas lá.
Se levantando e olhando em volta, Steve ouviu vozes chamando nomes, e o seu tomou forma na garganta dele involuntariamente, tamanha era a aflição.
"S/N!" Ele repetiu várias vezes, andando até onde os outros estavam, olhando os seus rostos aterrorizados, como ele sabia que o dele estava, mas nenhum dos rostos era o seu.
Seria possível? Seria possível que logo após te ter de volta, Steve já tinha te perdido, e dessa vez para sempre?
Ao achar o corpo do Visão no chão, ele o virou, esperando em vão ver algum sinal de vida. Não havia nenhum. Esgotado, Steve se sentou no chão.
"Oh deus..." Ele proferiu em derrota.
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"Steve..." Você chamou, apoiada em uma árvore, com as roupas sujas e um corte na sua têmpora direita. Parecia estar usando todas as suas forças para não cair.
Steve nunca sentiu tanto alívio em toda a vida dele.
Se levantando rapidamente, ele correu em sua direção e te segurou contra ele, apoiando o peso da seu corpo para que você não precisasse se esforçar.
Um olhar no rosto de Steve, e no dos outros atrás dele, te disse tudo o que precisava saber.
"Nós perdemos.''
Não era uma pergunta, mas sim uma triste afirmação.
''Não, porque ainda estamos de pé, e vamos fazer Thanos se arrepender disso.''
E ali, naquela clareira, os Vingadores contemplaram o fim de mais uma batalha, porém, a guerra estava muito longe do fim.
(Feliz aniversário @ursae---majoris. Espero que não tenha detestado meu senso distorcido de final feliz ❤️ e também espero que ter colocado um sorriso no seu rosto, tão grande quanto o que você colocou no meu com sua ask 😘)
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littlemessyjessi · 3 years
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Just finished a zemo commission with a goblincore theme! Coming soon!
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