#Bucky barnes is a theater geek

[no-not-without-you-blog]

Honey

Content Warnings: Sparring, Sexual Tension, Hair Pulling, Steve's an idiot.

Length: 5.5K

Please let me know if you like this! It's my first longer one-shot on here and I am nervous! Thanks!

Not Beta'd, just proofread by my husband, so fair warning!

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Sparing was always a favorite of yours. You loved how it was both a body and mind workout. You had to keep your mind sharp to plan out your next steps while still being present and focused on your attackers movements as well. Lifting weights and cardio were great but you would choose sparring over other workouts every time. Well, almost any other time. Today’s sparring list showed you paired with Steve. You had been on the team for almost a year now and he always pushed you hard. You knew it wasn’t personal, he wanted the team to be as strong as possible. Honestly, you didn’t think anything was personal when it came to your interactions with him. You seemed to fit in well with everyone at the compound and even had some great friends among them but your fearless leader seemed to be strictly business when it came to you. He seemed to be friendly with most of the others, some even more like family, but not you, sadly. Did you have a crush on the Captain? Maybe. But that was all it was ever going to be, a crush. He had no interest in getting to know you outside of work, it seemed. Was it something you had done or did he just not like you? No matter what the reason, you knew you were in for it today. He pushes hard and never lets up. You’re sure to be sore tomorrow.

You start running on a treadmill to warm your muscles up and after a good 30 minute jog you step off and start stretching to loosen up. About this time you hear the doors to the gym open and you look up to see Steve and Natasha walking in, laughing about something. You loved seeing him laugh because you didn’t see that side of him often and his whole face lights up when he laughs. “Morning guys!”, you say while sending them both a smile and a slight wave. Natasha, still laughing, smiles back. “Good morning Y/N.” Steve looks over seeing you smile at him and swallows, his smile disappearing almost instantly. “Y/N”, he says as he nods at you. Polite, professional, and completely impersonal. Your smile falters slightly and a slight sigh escapes you as you go back to stretching. 

Natasha, hearing your sigh and seeing your slight shift in mood, comes over to stretch with you. “Don’t take it personally.”

 “How can I not? He seems open to everyone else but I just can’t make any headway.”

  “You forget the rest of us have known him for a long time. He just takes a while to open up to some people.”

 You rolled your eyes and got up off the mat, eager to let out some frustration on the super soldier. You turned around to see Bucky and Steve lifting weights across the room. Walking over to the pair you hip checked Bucky who was spotting for Steve. “Hey B, are we still on for tonight? I got a new one for you that I know you’ll love.” 

You winked at Bucky, you two had been secretly watching old musicals together since you discovered you both loved them. He didn’t want everyone knowing that was what you watched together and had made you promise to keep them a secret. 

“Yeah Honey, I am down. I have an assignment this afternoon but I should be back by 9. Is that cool?”

 You smiled at him at the nickname he had given you. He called you Honey, short for Honey Badger, ever since he saw the comical video a few months after meeting you. You were small and sweet looking but you had deadly skills and were absolutely fearless. Your innocent looks and sweet personality made your brutality even more terrifying. Once the others had heard the nickname and the reasoning behind it, it became your nickname from everyone. Well, almost everyone, seeing as Steve still called you by your name. 

“No problem B, I’ll still be awake, just come by when you get home. Steve, are you almost ready?” You turned your eyes to Steve who was glaring at Bucky. 

“Yeah Y/N, always ready.” He said that while still staring at Bucky, trying to decipher your conversation. He finally looked down at you, sending butterflies to your stomach. The look he was giving you was one you couldn’t quite decipher, if you didn’t know better, you would say it was almost jealousy. But you did know better, Steve was a coworker and only that. He had made that clear over and over, much to your dissatisfaction. But you couldn’t help but be attracted. He was always so sure of himself and had a quiet dominance that made others fall in under his authority. You felt yourself get flushed under his gaze and turned away before your cheeks gave you away.

You both walked over to the sparring mats and circled for a moment, getting your heads into it. Steve was large and strong but straightforward in his attacks. His movements were all about efficiency and that was something you could exploit. You waited until he made his first movements, stepping forward and punching first right, then left, the right again. You easily dodged all of those punches and slid yourself between his legs, elbowing the back of his knee on the way, making him falter in his stance. You quickly stood up and jumped on his back placing him in a choke hold. He reached up and over, grabbing you and flipping you over, slamming you into the mat. 

You were out of breath but quickly recovered and stood up. This time you were the first to move, you threw a punch at him knowing that he would step back with his right leg and bend his left. You used his left leg as a step, launching yourself onto him, swinging your right leg over his shoulder. You instantly started punching at his face, hitting him multiple times across the cheek and jaw. He growled out in frustration and then did something surprising. He threw himself backwards, falling hard on his back and making you land on your stomach hard enough to knock your breath out. He twisted his body and straddled you, leaning over your body and pinning your shoulder down to the mat. He grabbed your ponytail and pulled it, not so hard that it did any real damage to your hair but enough that it brought your head off the mat as you panted. His body was pressed tightly down onto yours and he leaned down and whispered in your ear. “Not bad…Honey.” With that, he stood up off of you and walked out of the gym. 

You sat up, staring at the door he had just walked out of, dazed and confused at what had just happened. “Did he just call you Honey?” Nat walked up to you and held out her hand, pulling you up off the floor. 

“Ugh, yeah. I guess he did.” 

Nat smirked as she shook her head. “Oh sweetie, you got it bad don’t you?”

Your face instantly turning red. “What? No…no I don’t.” 

 “It’s okay. I don’t blame you for it. He certainly is a specimen. Not my type but definitely not bad.”  Having had enough of the conversation focusing on you, you turn the tables on Nat. 

“And what exactly is your type? Dark hair, metal arm, and curses in Russian?” You knew about Nat and Bucky’s not so secret relationship. They were your best friends and it was impossible not to pick up on the signs of their growing romance.

 “Okay, that’s enough from you. Go get cleaned up, you’re sweaty as hell.” She pushed you out the door and towards your room, laughing all the way at her apparent embarrassment. 

Steve slammed his door after making his way from the gym. His body was pumping with adrenaline and his head was full of conflicting emotions. He had let you get to him and he was kicking himself for how he had reacted. Since the first day he had met you, he had been so drawn to you. You were kind and bubbling with joy and yet at the same time, a fierce fighter and didn’t take crap from anyone. He had found himself on more than one occasion comparing you to Peggy and he hated that. He thought it was sick to be attracted to someone just because they reminded him of her. But as time went on and as he saw more and more of you, he realized that he was drawn to you, not some similarities the two shared. You were so kind but could instantly turn and be so fierce. You roasted Sam and Bucky within an inch of their lives and he loved seeing you let loose with the team on nights out, even if he didn’t feel confident enough to join you. He wanted nothing more than to be close to you but he didn’t know how. You were under his command and all he wanted was to pull you close to him and feel your skin underneath his fingers. It was better to just keep things professional and distant between you two. And that’s what he did, for the better part of a year, he was kind but cold towards you. That was until today. He had dreamed about you last night, feeling your body beneath his hands, hearing soft sighs come from your lips. He had woken up frustrated in more than one sense of the word. He had tried for so long to get you off his mind but he went to bed most nights thinking of you and woke up more times than he could count from dreams of you and him in bed together, sometimes just snuggling and talking…sometimes more. But always with the same effect, an intense longing for you that could only be partially satiated by his morning showers.

Steve sat on the edge of his bed with his head in his hands when he heard his door open and close and heavy footsteps walk towards him. “Well, that was one hell of  a workout. What was all that about? And since when do you call her Honey?” He looked up to see Bucky lean against his dresser, arms crossed, and a curious look on his face. Steve just looked at his best friend and shook his head in frustration. 

“Nothing… it was just nothing. I just got carried away in the fight.”

 “Steve, that didn’t look like “nothing”. And you still didn’t answer my question. When did you start calling her Honey? It’s not like you have ever tried to be her friend or anything.” 

Steve shook his head in frustration, “I’ve never called her Honey before, at least not to her. And I don’t talk to her outside of work on purpose.”

 Bucky looked at Steve confused, “What do you mean on purpo-“ pausing to think for a moment, “Are you fucking kidding me!?! God, I knew you were stupid, but this is a new level! Are you telling me that you have been shutting her out for a whole fucking year because you liked her!?!” Bucky was pacing by now and was clearly worked up over this. 

“Do you think we could bring down the volume and the language a bit?”  

 “No, no we fucking can’t. She thinks you hate her! She thinks that you can’t stand to be around her! For the past year she has felt ostracized by you and had no idea why! Do you know how many times I have seen her down because all she wants is to feel accepted by the team, the whole team. You. She has spent the last year trying to get close to you and you just kept her away. If you didn’t trust her or were annoyed by her, that would be one thing. I could understand that. But no! You are just a fucking idiot who can’t get his head out of his own ass long enough to tell the girl you like that it’s not her fault that you’ve cut her off!” 

There was a moment of eerie quiet while Bucky caught his breath and tried to calm his anger towards his closest friend. 

“How long?” 

Steve finally looked up at him. “What?”

 “How. Long?” 

Steve looked back down at the ground, picking at his fingernails. “Since the moment I met her. I fought the feelings for a while. I thought I was just seeing Peggy in her so I chose to ignore the feelings, but they just kept developing and after a while, I realized it wasn’t about Peggy, it was about her.” 

Bucky huffed out a breath and sat beside Steve. “Well you certainly have a type.” He laughed, thinking about the ways they were similar. “Kind-hearted, fiery, independent women who could knock you on your ass in a heartbeat.” They sat in silence for a moment. “So why did you never make a move? Why keep pushing her away?” 

It was the question Steve asked himself every day and every day he had to answer back with the same reason. “Because we work together. Not just that, but I am her leader. It could never work and I can’t risk never seeing her again if it didn’t work.” 

“Who says it couldn’t work? It’s worked just fine for me and Nat for months.” 

Steve shook his head at him, “That’s not the same thi- what do you mean you and Nat!?!” 

Bucky let out a short laugh. “Jesus, have you been living under a rock? Me and Nat have been together for over six months now. You obviously don’t see it affecting our work or the team. We separate work for personal and it works just fine. If we can do it, so could you. Honestly, dating someone on the team is better than someone that’s not. Who better to understand the stresses of the job? Someone you can actually talk to about missions. Someone who understands and accepts the crazy schedules. It’s twice as hard with someone on the outside.” 

Steve sat in silence for a moment, thinking about what Bucky had said. He hadn’t thought about the benefits of dating inside the team, only the cons. But clearly, some people were able to make it work successfully. “Six months, huh?” He nudged Bucky’s shoulder. “That’s a lot for you. I’ve never seen you with someone past a month. It must be getting serious.” 

“Yeah it is. We’ve been talking about moving in together. Still here at the compound, but into our place, ya know? I’ve never felt this way about someone and it’s terrifying but exciting at the same time.” 

Steve clapped his hand on Bucky’s back. “I’m happy for you, Buck. I’ve only ever wanted you to be happy. And I am sorry I didn’t notice before. I’ve just been so wrapped up in trying to fight this that I haven’t been a very good friend to you.” 

“Thanks man, I really am happy. But I’m not who you need to apologize to. She deserves the truth.” 

Steve put his hands back to his head and rubbed his temples, “I am just so terrified of her not feeling the same. You know I’ve always been a train wreck when it comes to women.” 

“Hey, the train thing is too soon.” Bucky said with a laugh. “But in all seriousness, and I didn’t tell you this because Nat will kill me. But she didn’t just want to get to know you to be her friend. I don’t think you will be disappointed.” 

You spent the rest of the day working on upcoming missions, opting to hide out in your office than to potentially face Steve. You weren’t quite sure what had happened at training that morning but it had been something. Natasha had tried to get more out of you about your crush on Steve at lunch but you wouldn’t say anything else. What was the point if there wasn’t a chance? He obviously didn’t feel the same about you and you had been holding out hope for a year. This morning had been interesting, but one small moment of attention didn’t mean anything, not really. 

You were looking forward to hanging out with Bucky tonight. Just watching a musical and stuffing yourselves full of junk food. It would be good to get your mind off of Steve. You were hanging out in your room around 8:30 when you got a text from Bucky. 

Bucky: Hey Honey, I am so sorry. This recon job just got extended and we won’t be back till tomorrow morning. Can I get a rain check for movie night?

 You instantly felt your mood drop. You needed tonight more than most weeks and you were excited for the movie tonight. He had chosen “Oklahoma” for tonight's musical and you hadn’t seen it in years and were excited to watch it again. 

You: Ugh. Fine! Sometimes being on this team sucks. You owe me big time Barnes!

 You send him the text and a Gif from the Godfather saying that he was going to owe you for the favor he asked. 

Bucky: Is that from a movie? 

 You: Oh dear God, we have so much work to do. 

You now realized that you needed to add other popular movies to your list. Geez, catching up a super soldier is a lot of work. You decided to take a bath instead for the night and had made your room and bathroom into what can only be described as a fireman’s worst nightmare. You had candles lit everywhere and had turned off every light possible. You loved relaxing by just candle light. It made you feel like you were truly alone, despite knowing that the compound was full of other people. You had thrown your hair into a messy bun on top of your head and you were relaxing into your deep bathtub, your one requested change to your room when you moved in. You love taking long hot baths, showers are great for cleaning yourself, but nothing beats a hot bath for relaxation. You had asked Friday to play your classical playlist. You loved so many types of music but sometimes soft classical music was just what you needed. 

Around 9:15 you heard a knock at your door and figured that it was Nat or Wanda. “One second!” You pulled the plug on the drain, pulled on your thin soft cotton robe, and padded over to the door. Opening it you were surprised to see Steve standing in your doorway “Um…hi.”

Steve had paced in front of your door for a few minutes, debating with himself if this was a bad idea, before finally finding enough courage to knock. “One second!” he heard you say and he waited anxiously for you to open the door, stopping himself from turning right around and running away. When you opened the door he almost lost his nerve. You were standing in front of him, hair in a messy bun and in what appeared to be nothing more than a thin cotton robe. He had to force his eyes to not trace down your body right then and there. “Um…hi.” 

It was clear to him that he was the last person you expected to be knocking on his door so late at night. He cleared his throat and started to speak. “I’m sorry for interrupting your night, I just thought we might be able to talk.” He looked back at her room, covered in candles and thought that maybe she was planning a romantic evening with someone. Shit. I’ve missed my chance, haven’t I? “But you obviously have other plans, I will just see you tomorrow. Sorry for bothering you.” Steve started to turn around when he felt your hand on his forearm. 

“Hey, no plans for me, you're welcome to come in.” You gave him a sweet smile which made his heart leap. He was nervous for the conversation he was going to have but couldn’t deny that being in your room with you like this was exhilarating. He stepped into your room and you closed the door, you brushed past him and walked further into the room. “Sorry about the mountains of candles.” 

He laughed at that. “I was gonna say, either you're having a romantic evening or a seance.” You let out a laugh. 

“No, no one but me here tonight, ghosts or otherwise. I just love relaxing in candlelight. It makes the world slow down for me. I am able to push off everything outside of this room and just be present here. Plus I like feeling like I’m in a regency novel sometimes.” 

You laughed heartily at this and the sound of your laugh filled Steve’s stomach with butterflies. How many nights had he dreamed about something like this. Just being with you, not even sexually, although there were more than his fair share of those dreams as well. But just getting to be alone with you and hear your laugh at something he said. You led him over to your loveseat sofa and he sat down on one side while you sat on the other, covering your lap in a small throw blanket, aware of just how naked you were under your robe. 

Steve sat there for a moment, not sure how to begin. “Steve…if this is about this morning, you don’t need to worry about anything. I wasn’t hurt at all. It was a good sparring session and you won fair and square.” 

Steve shook his head. “No, it’s not about this morning…not really anyway. This morning's sparring was…unprofessional of me, and I am sorry about that, but… God I don’t know how to say this other than to just come out and say it… I like you. I have for a long time and I realize that I have been cold towards you since, well, forever. It was just my dumbass idiot way to try to deny my feelings towards you. I can understand if you hate me for pushing you away but I couldn’t go any longer without telling you.”  

You sat in shock listening to his words and then stood up suddenly and started pacing your floor in silence, Steve nervously watching you from the couch. After a few minutes, you stopped abruptly and turned towards him. “I’m sorry, let me get this right. You like me? And because you like me, you have been pushing me away and essentially ignoring me for a year? Am I getting that right?” 

Steve sighed and his head dropped down to stare at the ground, picking at his fingernails. “Yes… and I have no real excuse. I was afraid to damage the team but when Bucky found out he about beat me upside my head.” 

You let out a huff, “As he should have. Jesus, Steve. For as smart and logical as you are, you can be a real idiot sometimes. God, you say you like me but you don’t even know me.” 

You were about to pace the room in anger again when you felt a hand on your arm turning you back around. Steve was standing in front of you, looking down at you with an emotion you couldn’t quite place, somewhere between terror and desire. 

“You don’t like sweet and salty foods to touch on the plate but you will mix salty things together and sweet things together. You love sitting out on the covered porch during a rainstorm. You hate chocolate without nuts because you think every bite of food needs at least two different textures, if not more. You love to cry at books but not at movies and you won’t watch something if it doesn’t have a happy ending. So you rarely go to see anything in theaters because you don’t want to sit through a movie without knowing that it’s going to end well. You hate running but you love hiking. Your favorite movie is Pride and Prejudice and you think that the 2005 version is pure perfection. You will tell people your favorite book is something academic but in reality you love trashy romance novels. You are best friends with Nat and Wanda and you see Bucky as the brother you always wished you had.” 

He paused for a moment and saw the tears growing in your eyes. You hadn’t realized that he gave two shits about you let alone saw all of that. His hand slid down your arm and he held your hand in his. “You are kind, and funny, and don’t take shit from anyone. You care so much about the team and would defend them fiercely. You always put others before yourself and you do your best to make everyone feel safe and noticed and loved.”

He used his other hand to tilt your chin up to look at him. "I know I fucked up by pushing you away and I understand if you don’t feel the same way about me but I couldn’t handle the thought of you thinking that I didn’t care or that I didn’t see just how wonderful you are.” He stared at you for a few moments before pulling away slightly. “I’m sorry for dumping all of this on you all at once. I’ll let you get back to your evening.” 

He started to walk towards the door and felt you pull his hand back towards you. He looked at you, momentarily taken aback by just how beautiful you looked in the flickering candlelight. A moment of silence passed before you shyly smiled at him and interlaced your fingers with his again. “Stay… I-I mean if you want. I was going to watch a movie with Bucky but if you wanted to…we could watch it instead.” 

Steve looked down at you, a smile growing across his face and he slightly bit his bottom lip, sending your butterflies flying. “Yeah… I’d like that.” You asked him to blow out most of the candles and settle himself on your couch as you went and quickly threw some clothes on. You came back into the room and settled yourself onto the couch as well. All Steve wanted to do was be close to you, to feel you wrapped in his arms, to smell your shampoo, but he knew to let you move at your pace. He had dropped so much on you so quickly and the fact that you weren’t raving mad at him right now was a miracle all on its own. He would take just getting to spend time with you. 

“So what are we watching tonight?”

Your face broke out into an excited smile. “Oklahoma.”

“You mean like the Rodgers and Hammerstein musical?” You were shocked at his awareness of it. It had come out years after he went into the ice and you doubted he had seen it since he came out. 

“Yeah…how do you know about it? Have you seen it?” 

“No, not really. I mean…well, sort of. The broadway came out in 1943 and I saw a few songs of it being previewed during my bond-selling days. One of the actors for it on Broadway was in one of those God awful Captain America movies they made back then. I was able to catch an off-broadway workshop of it a few weeks before I did my USO tour. I liked the little bit of it I saw.” 

You looked at him with a sense of surprise. “I don’t know if I am more shocked at you going to see musicals or jealous that you saw a Rogers and Hammerstein production before almost anyone else in the whole world.” 

He let out a soft laugh at that. “Well who do you think went to see all those musicals with Bucky? Do you know how many awful double dates he took me on to see a musical?” 

You turned towards him, now suddenly more interested in this than starting the movie. “You used to go on double dates with Bucky? What was that like?” “Oh God, it was the worst. 95% of the time Bucky ended up with two dates and I either tagged along pathetically or would skip out. Not many women took a second look at me, let alone enjoyed spending time with me. You’ve seen what I looked like.” 

“You were small, yeah, but I can’t imagine your personality has changed that much over the years. Still the same man who can’t help but stand up for others, can’t back away from a fight no matter how hopeless. Plus, short and skinny or not, you were still handsome then. You still had that look of being up to no good. Always a trouble maker, even then.” 

Steve’s face flamed in a blush and he looked down at his hands in embarrassment. You felt your nerves flipping your stomach over and over and felt your heart begin to beat faster as you moved closer to Steve, sitting on your knees right beside him. You hesitantly carded your fingers through the strands of his hair that had fallen down onto his face and then traced your fingers down the side of his face to the side of his jaw. He looked up at you, eyes filled with desire and nervousness. 

“Steve. Can…Can I kiss you.” You knew that he had effectively just laid out all his feelings for you, but you didn’t want to assume that he would just be okay with it.

He sat up, his face getting dangerously close to your own as he searched your eyes. “Yes… please.”  You hesitantly moved even closer to him, not believing that this could really be happening. He gently nudged your nose with his own, taking a moment to savor the feeling of you being so close. Finally, he closed the distance between you two. 

The kiss was gentle but full of so much emotion. Both of you were nervous but eager. You slid both your hands behind his head, while his hands found their way around to your back as they held you close. Your lips worked in unison and you found yourself biting and pulling on his bottom lip, desperate to get closer to him. He let out a gasp and pulled away slightly, placing his hands firmly on your arms. 

“Wait…Wait, Honey.” He pulled away more fully and stood up. “I think… I think that we need to talk about this.”

You instantly recoiled, feeling the sharp sting of rejection, tears starting to cloud your eyes. You were confused. Hadn’t he just confessed his feelings? Hadn’t you?

Steve could tell that you were confused and hurt. He sat back down and lifted your chin with his fingers, making you look him in the eye. 

“Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I just… I’ve wanted you for so long and I know that, given the opportunity, I would… be less than gentlemanly. I just want to do this the right way. You deserve to be wooed and I don’t want to skip any steps with you. I just don’t want to go too fast. I hope you understand.”

What had been a moment of hurt and confusion was now one filled with admiration and affection.

“Of course I understand. And I would like that, being wooed by you.” Your cheeks stained red as you spoke, the thought of Steve pursuing you. “So…  slow?”

He nodded his head. “Slow.” 

“Can we still watch the movie? And possibly cuddle a little?” You asked with a slight tease in your voice. You were being playful but also trying to be respectful of his desires. He laughed gently at you.

“Yes…please. I couldn’t think of a better way to spend the night. Well, I could but again…slow.” He said while giving you a playful wink, causing your cheeks to flame red once again. 

“Oh boy, you’re going to be trouble, aren’t you?” You asked him, laughing and shaking your head.

“Me? I’ve never been trouble.” 

You laughed, settling into his side and covering both your laps with a soft blanket while turning the movie back on to play. “I’m not sure Bucky would agree with you. Or Tony, or Natasha, or the US Government. Or-” He laughed again, “Okay, okay. I may be just the slightest bit of trouble.” He looked down at you tucked into his side, unable to believe that he was actually here, holding you close. His heart was fit to burst with the happiness it contained. He kissed the top of your head and gently breathed in your scent before turning his attention back to the movie you were now singing along quietly to. Perfection, he thought, this is absolute perfection.

[e-namor-a]

Listen I have waxed poetic about Bucky Barnes for a goddamn second but when I tell you that that was nothing, NOTHING, like the simping I'm gonna do about  Namor/Namora/Talokan. And like even more than the fact that Tenoch Huerta Mejía is breathtakingly handsome, it’s that for the first time in my entire gods damned life, I have seen my culture beautifully represented on screen. It wasn’t in the typical “Mayan’s were brutal people who tore out the hearts of their enemies and crawled around the jungle like uncouth savages” shit we always get.  The actors wore our traditional clothes to the red carpets and the premiers. They got actual Mayan actors. They got actual INDIGENOUS actors to play the Talokan (also, Talokan- Tlalocán??? I fucking geeked over that) leads. They didn't shy away from our mythology, (fr I’m Mayan and I have the name of a Mayan goddess, my sibling too, my son has a Maya name {I’m being 100000000% honest, K’uk’ulkan was on the short list of names.}) In the sound track, the OFFICIAL soundtrack, they have actual Mayan artists rapping in their mother tongue. They didn’t shy away from having Tenoch speak accented English. They didn’t shy away from the Catholic brutality that indigenous people suffered under. Like, the imaging, the faces, the colors, all of it is things I grew up with but never saw, I saw for the first time. For the first time! All the things I hadn’t seen in years because I’m stuck in the US and I cannot afford to go home, to my motherland, to my family. 

And I wept. I cried in theaters. They didn’t have to include indigenous people, Maya specifically, but they did. They could’ve made us the same “dirty savages” they fucking always do. 

But they didn’t. And that means the fucking world. 

[classylo]

coffee and cigarettes | bucky barnes 

pairings: CEO!bucky barnes x female reader (although this story is from 3rd person perspective…ish)

summary: bucky sees the one girl he hasn’t been able to get over at their high school reunion with hopes he can finally make his move; based on the song “coffee and cigarettes” by the night game

warnings: angst!! mentions of high-school love (both parties are 18 during flash back), mentions of under-age drinking, mentions of tobacco use, cuss words, bucky was a bit of a fuck boy back in the day, one-lone kiss. 

She was out on the patio smoking her last cigarette when she heard the door slide open. She knew exactly who it was. She had been waiting for him to come out and join her. Really, she had been waiting for this all night. Seeing him again, she knew this night was going to be... interesting.

He looked the exact same, well, better. His brown hair was perfectly slicked back and his piercing blue eyes stood out in the crowd of people. She caught her breath the second she saw him, just like she did all those years ago. She wondered how it was possible that someone she knew when she was 18 could still make her feel this way?

He thought the same about her too. He heard she was going to be at the reunion but he didn’t believe it, yet he showed up anyway hoping she’d walk through those doors…and alas she did. She walked in and he choked back his drink as he took her in.

She was wearing a short black dress, with her hair pulled back into a sleek ponytail. God, he loved her in ponytails. He loved her in anything. She didn’t notice him at first, and he enjoyed that.

It occurred to him that she could’ve forgotten him, but that theory was denied the second he met her gaze. Her eyes met his and she stopped mid-conversation, he gave her a soft smile and she immediately looked away biting down on her lip. He couldn’t help but laugh, he always loved how flustered he made her. She was the class president, the homecoming queen, and the most popular girl in school. She could have any guy she wanted but she turned them all down.

She only wanted one person, but even then she never gave into him.

He was the polar opposite of her, the bad boy jock meets theater geek. He was popular in his own way, the way that every girl wanted him and he could have any girl he wanted, except one. Her.

He loved that about her. He loved the chase, he loved the teasing, he loved the game. Until suddenly that’s all it was, a game.

After graduation, she left for college out of state and then went to Boston for law school. He went on to college on a sports scholarship and became the CEO of his own company at 25 (thanks to his dad). Now, his life isn’t all that much different from high school. He’s still the most popular guy in any room. Everyone knows who he is, everyone loves him, except for one person.

Being rich and well-known had its cons of course. Cons in the way that he’s heard from everyone since high school, everyone. Except her.

He thought about reaching out, himself, but he always stopped himself. One day when he was hanging out with an old friend from school he asked how she was doing, knowing the friend had kept up with her. He was amused to learn that she had been seeing a guy who looked an awful lot like him. He told himself to stop thinking about her, he missed his chance, but he never did. He always thought about her, especially late at night when he’d watch tv to try and fall asleep, it reminded him of the late nights the two of them would spend together in high school.

She on the other hand never thought about reaching out. She accepted that she lost her chance a long time ago, she never allowed herself to think about him, he was James Bucky Barnes for fuck’s sake, he could have any girl in high school…she could only imagine how he was now, a playboy billionaire.

She would find herself stalking him on social media, amused by how many girls he’s gone through. She couldn’t help but notice the resemblance between herself and a few of them.

He always had a type, she thought to herself.

Other than the occasional late-night stalk she truly didn’t think about him. She had dated around in college, only one was actually serious but ended once she went off to law school. She had seen a few people since but nothing ever serious came about it.

Now here she is, 10 years later at their high school reunion, hoping that the one guy she wants to see is there. She didn’t think he would be.

Big shot CEO? Surely he has better things to do with a Friday night. But yet... there he was. Surrounded by a few girls and guys, drink in hand, a sideways smile that made her knees weak. The second her eyes met him she knew she was done.

A few hours into the reunion she finally snuck off, hoping his wondering eyes would get the hint to follow. He wasn’t going to talk to her inside so maybe he’d talk to her outside, alone.

“James Barnes.” She smiles as she spins around to greet him.

He was wearing a tight gray shirt and black jeans. His usual look from school and usual look now. In all the paparazzi pictures she's seen of him he’s usually wearing a low baseball cap and sunglasses. She didn’t mind that look, but she loved this one so much better.

Classic Bucky.

“Hi.” He chuckles.

She took another drag of her cigarette and offers one to him. He refuses and she pulls back shocked.

“I’m trying to quit,” he smiles.

“Bad boy Bucky Barnes? The guy who made me smoke one of these and now here I am 10 years later? Trying to quit? Quite responsible of you.” She responds. She tosses it down on the ground and puts it out with her heel.

“You... look great.” He remarks as his eyes dart down to the ground.

She chuckles to herself. Womanizer James Barnes could barely look her in the eyes, let alone speak to her.

“As do you, although I expect nothing less from a billionaire playboy.”

He rolls his eyes at her jab and takes a few steps into her. She smells the whiskey on his breath mixed with his cologne. Jesus, he even smells the exact same as all those years ago.

“Hey now, you’re the hotshot lawyer.” He smirks.

God, that smirk.

“Keeping tabs on me, Barnes?” She raises an eyebrow.

“I have my ways, yeah.” He chuckles.

He steps to the side of her and walks over to the railing, taking in the little city skyline. She leans up against the railing, right beside him, only allowing a tiny space between the two of them.

“It’s good to see you’re still the guy I used to know.”

He turns to her and bites down on his lip.

“Oh?” He asks.

“Don’t flatter yourself.” She jokes.

He turns his back to the railing, still leaning up against it. He looks at her and the silence is comfortable. It’s not like 10 years have gone by. It’s not like she has missed him for 10 fucking years.

“So, where’s the boyfriend huh? I heard he looks a bit like me.”

She immediately laughs at his remark. His cocky little remark. She always hated how his Brooklyn accent was more prominent when he was being a sarcastic asshole. Secretly she loved it of course, but, damn, she couldn’t admit that.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you had trademarked brown hair and blue eyes?”

He chuckles at her witty comeback. Man, did he miss that. He always loved her sassy remarks. No other girl challenged him the way she does. This is why he could never get over her. This is why he could never forget her.

“I guess I must’ve missed that between all the tabloids of you globetrotting with different women every week.”

His jaw clenched at her words. Damn did she know how to get to him. He stopped for a second before responding. For her to insult him like that means she knew what he was doing. It means she’s been watching him and keeping up with him just as much as he’s done with her.

“Oh c‘mon Barnes, you used to be quicker than this.” She smirks as she turns her back to him.

He quickly grabs her hand and spins her back around pulling her into him. Her other hand lands on his firm chest and her heart is beating a million miles a minute.

“There hasn’t been a single day that’s gone by where I haven’t thought of you.”

His words send chills down her spine. Him? Thinking about her? Surely he was kidding. The two of them were just young and dumb the last time they saw each other. The two had never even... been together. The two of them were too prideful to admit their feelings back then.

“That one kiss, that one fucking kiss, has driven me insane for the past 10 years.” He whispers.

Oh, that lone kiss. That was the only thing that had ever happened between the two.

It was the night before their graduation and the entire class was at a house party. She and Bucky had snuck off of course, similar to tonight.

The two were sitting outside by the pool, just talking about how their lives were going to change. You know; dumb things teenagers talk about right before they graduate high school.

She never forgot the way Bucky looked at her when she told him she was going out of state for school and didn't plan on coming back.

It was the first time she’d ever seen him show actual emotion. Real, genuine emotion. Before she could explain her decision his lips were on hers and she gave in so easily.

The one time she had given in when it came to him. She was quick to climb on top of him and run her fingers through his hair. He moaned into her mouth and she was done for.

“I’ve wanted you for so long. God, you’re all I’ve ever wanted.” He whispered.

Of course, when you’re 18 anyone would believe those words, and would do anything to hear them again. But before she could give into him completely her best friend interrupted, needing her help to win a game of beer pong.

As she was pulled away Bucky told her, he’d be waiting for her when she got back.  

“I’ll wait forever,” he mouthed.

But when she went back to find him after the beer pong game, he was gone.

She searched and searched and eventually found him with another girl from their class. He never noticed her standing in the corner as he kissed the new girl the exact same way. She swore she can still feel the tears run down her cheek as she felt her heartbreak into a million tiny pieces. She had never experienced a pain like that, a heartbreak like that. She ran out of the party told herself that night that he’d never wait for her, and she should never wait for him. It was never going to work out between the two of them.

After graduation, she moved out of the state rather quickly. She ignored all of his texts and attempts to talk to her. She knew she needed to cut him off. He didn’t actually want her, she was just another girl on his long list of names. So, that’s what she did.

But here she is. Faced to face with the man she was in love with when she was 18. Faced to face with the man who got her addicted to coffee and cigarettes. Faced to face with the man she’s tried to move on from but found herself thinking of him every day.

“Well, I came back for you, and you were gone.” She tells him.

He furrows his brows but eventually remembers exactly what she was talking about.

“I’m here now.” He says.

“Yeah, for how long? Bucky, I can’t —“ she pulls away.

“Doll, wait.”

“No, I can’t do this. I don’t know why I came back here tonight. Fuck. I knew if I saw you it’d just break my heart.” She says, tears forming in her eyes.

His quick to wipe them away as he holds her face in his hands.

“But I’m glad you came, I wanted to see you. I needed to see you.” He says.

“Why?” She asks.

“I told you, I think about you all the fucking time. You drive me crazy. 10 years and you still drive me crazy.”

“Bullshit,” she says pushing him away again.

He tries to chase after her but she spins around pointing her finger into his chest,

“I loved you. God, did I love you. But like I said, you’re still the guy I used to know. A womanizer who knows all the right words to say. We were 18 and I believed you. How idiotic would I be at 28 to believe you?”

She storms off and Bucky chases after her. He watches as she grabs her coat and turns to give him one more look. The look of sheer heartbreak and disappointment. He sighs to himself as she pushes through the doors and leaves him. She left him, just like he left her.

You were gone.

part 2 //

a/n: happy thursday love! hope you enjoyed this one, was a bit in my feels 🥲 (hope you enjoyed the end and see what I did there 🙂) sending you lots of love <3

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ACROSS THE BAY: CROSSOVER FICS YOU DIDN’T SEE COMING MASTERPOST

Thank you everyone for submitting your crossover and fusion fic  recommendations. Below are all submissions and some of our favorites! 

Is it Insensitive for Me to Say by aliciajazmin (EstherJohnTosh | complete | 2441 | T)

Toshiko Sato and Esther Drummond absolutely will make fun of their boyfriend for deciding to attend an audition, while also attending said audition with him. 

Crossover With: The Outer Worlds 

Golden Apples and Norse Gods (Or How Ianto Got His Groove Back) by blackkat (JackIanto | complete | 1592 | G)

Ianto finds himself back from the dead and, apparently, in the position to double-cross a power-crazed Norse god intent on conquering the Earth by taking out a team of superheroes. Must be a Tuesday.

Crossover With: Avengers/MCU

The Magic of Torchwood by Bella the Strange (JackIanto, IantoJohn, JackOther, Non-Torchwood Ships | wip |  546,512 | T)

The Torchwood team have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Set between Adam and Reset. Rated T because of Jack Harkness, swearing, mature themes, slash etc… it’s Torchwood!

Crossover With: Harry Potter

Welcome to Torchwood by Jackdaw818 (Gen | complete | 1601 | T)

A strange creature behind the Ralphs, a break-in at the Museum of Forbidden Technologies, and visitors in Night Vale. Overall, a slightly unordinary day for Cecil Gershwin Palmer

Crossover With: Welcome to Night Vale

Torchwait for iiiiit by lady-demacabre (Gen | complete | 3k | K+)

When Shawn and Gus are called in on a case for an eccentric collector of alien objects, they get more than what they bargained for. One shot, Psych oriented.

Crossover With: Psych

Theme and Variations by nemo_baker (JackIanto, GwenRhys, OwenKatie | 5817 | T)

Time Agent Jack Harkness is sent back in time to solve the mystery of a mysterious train bombing. The problem is, he only has eight minutes to do it.

Written for Reel Torchwood screening 8 on Livejournal. Movie Prompt: Source Code (2011)

Crossover With: Source Code 

Day Tripper by Croquemboucheballpit (Gement) (JackBessie the Third Doctor’s Car, Bessie the Third Doctor’s CarLightening McQueen (past) | complete | 2360 | M)

Bessie’s like any other companion: far from home, more than she appears, and always up for an adventure.

And Jack Harkness really will seduce anything that moves.

Crossover With: Pixar’s Cars 

An American Volunteer by That_one_kid (SteveBucky, BuckyJackSteve | Complete | 4395 | T)

What if Captain Jack Harkness met Steve & Bucky during the war? What if he ran into them again, present day?

AKA

Captain Jack Harkness and his mission to seduce the two gorgeous, capable soldiers who keep running into him.

Crossover With: Captain America/MCU

Statement #0041708 - Future Sight by Jackdaw816 (Gen | complete | 1690 | T)

Statement of Lisa Hallett regarding a peculiar mirror found at a car boot sale

Crossover With: The Magnus Archives

(Un)Welcome Aboard by Jaune_Chat (Jack | Complete | 4,154 | T)

To make ends meet, Mal listens to a suggestion from Inara than he rent out the other shuttle. She has the perfect candidate, a charming Companion named Jack…

Crossover With: Firefly 

Death and the Definitely-Not-A Maiden by Odsbodkins (JackIanto | Complete | 3,6K | PG-13)

When Jack dies, Death is there to meet him. Every time. Written in 2008 for the Doctor Who Crossover Ficathon. Takes in Torchwood to end S2, Doctor Who to end S3, Discworld to Soul Music.

Crossover With: Discworld 

Remarkable by snowwhiteliar ( JackIanto, IantoLisa | Complete | 20.971 | PG-13)

Summary: Once upon a time, in a small village in a distant province of a peaceful kingdom, there lived a boy called Ianto

Crossover With: Fairy Tales 

Got That Friday Feeling Again by NancyBrown (OwenOther, JackIanto, GwenRhys, GwenOwen | Complete | 18.3K | R)

HELP HELP HELP HELP

I AM TRAPPED IN A TIME BUBBLE

The magic marker all over the nice chintz wallpaper bled and smeared as Owen wrote in increasingly desperate lettering across the walls. Ls and Ps dragged down, wiggly at the end or drawn out in slashed strokes.

He ignored the pounding on the door frame. He’d shoved the wardrobe in front, which always kept Jack out for twenty three and a half minutes. He ignored the sweat and tears and snot dripping down his face, down his mouth. He ignored the high-pitched singing from his own throat, “If you want my future, forget my past,” chanted over and over.

HELP

Crossover With: Groundhog Day

Back, and Back, and Back a Little More (Future Optional) (JackIanto, JennyVastra | Complete |  32591 | M)

Accidentally shot into the past by a time-travelling car, Ianto has to fix his own mistakes or he won't have a future to go back to.

Crossover With: Back to the Future 

Truth, Justice by NancyBrown (SupermanOwen | complete | 414 | M)

The green shit does not work. Warnings: dubcon (AMTDI)

Crossover With: Justice League Unlimited/DCAU/Superman 

Quis Custodiet Ipsos Custodies, or, A Humourous Interlude Between Epics by  copperbadge (Gen | complete | 749 | T)

Ianto neglected to introduce himself as he informed the senior staff that Atlantis was now under the jurisdiction of Torchwood, whatever Torchwood is.

Crossover With: Stargate Atlantis 

Never Have I Ever by  st_aurafina (JackIanto, JackDoctor (past/implied), PepperTony (implied) | complete | 1714 | T)

Written for the prompt Ianto, Donna and Pepper end up at a secretaries'/assistants' conference and have a conversation about their bosses.

Crossover With: Ironman/MCU

Beware the Sparkles by elisi (JackIanto, JackEdwardBella | complete | 4793 | T)

It's terribly simple. The good guys are always stalwart and true, the bad guys are easily distinguished by their pointy horns or black hats, and we always defeat them and save the day. No one ever dies, and everybody lives happily ever after. Oh and Jack has sex with sparkly vampires.

Crossover With: Twilight 

The Death Note Discovery by KaibaGirl007 (JackIanto | complete | 18,992 | T)

“You’ve clearly just got a notebook belonging to some geek, a rather sick geek I’ll give you that, who likes to keep note of people’s deaths.” - Will the team resist the urge to use the Death Note or will one of them give into temptation? 

Crossover With: Death Note 

A Confluence of Personalities by  galaxysoup (JackIanto | complete | 4839 | T)

Conner Kent’s body might be dead, but his soul has apparently decided to take the scenic route.

Crossover With: DC Comics/Young Justice Comics 

Imposters Among Us by  gwendolyncooper (JackIanto, GwenRhys | complete | 9117 | M)

The Torchwood team (+Rhys) are out for a night of fun when they end up on a spaceship with no power, no info, and no crew. Known only as THE SKELD, the team tries to fix the ship and figure out what happened to its previous occupants.

But something out there is killing them.

Something that may be someone they know.

Crossover With: Among Us 

Traitors (Among Us) by princessoftheworlds (JackIanto | complete | 440 | G)

In a happy future, the team plays Among Us, and Ianto suffers.

Crossover With: Among US 

Tagline: I saw the VIDEO. Got the CALL? What Next??? by  BricklingGhost (TeamGwenee) (JackIanto, JackSamara | complete | 2424 | Not Rated)

'Tagline: I saw the VIDEO. Got the CALL? What Next???

Bollocks. That’s just a myth. Some git showing off and claiming to be the one person alive who Samara doesn’t bump off. He’ll be boasting that he’s been chosen to kill Voldemort next.'

When another unsuspecting victim falls foul of the cursed tape, he is pointed towards Captain Jack Harkness as his only hope for salvation.

Crossover With: The Ring

(My God, He Just) Came and Went by  Brokenpitchpipe (SteveBucky | complete | 1591 | M)

It starts on a cold, snowy September night in 1916, on the day Winifred Barnes walks to Doris Lindow’s house to see her new telephone and catches the eye of a handsome young man on the other side of the street. He tips his hat as she sees him, and she flushes scarlet and nods in return.

And nine months later, a little baby boy screams his way into the world.

But that’s not when it starts. Not really.

Crossover With: Captain America/MCU

Beast Inside by Flamingbluepanda (JackIanto, OwenTosh, GwenRhys | complete | 26934 | M)

"Argue with anything else, but don’t argue with your own nature.” - Phillip Pullman

Inside us all, there is an animal that expresses our soul. How would the world change were those animals outside?

Crossover With: His Dark Materials

Rifts and Robots by Paycheckgurl (JackIanto | complete | 3021 | G)

Jack and Ianto’s date at the movies is interrupted by two robots with no theater etiquette.

Crossover With: Mystery Science Theater 3000

The Jack and Ianto Show by Paycheckgurl (JackIanto | WIP | 7392 | T)

Jack and Ianto are a regular couple, living a quiet life, and trying to fit into the quaint Village of West Castle. Sure they're keeping the secret that Jack is an immortal time traveler from the future, with a fantastical machine called a vortex manipulator that can manipulate time and space around them, but they have much more pressing concerns. Such as strict bosses and nosy neighbors. Everything is perfect, a dream come true.

And Jack is going to keep it that way.

Please Stand By...

Crossover With: WandaVision 

Mutually Assured Uncooperation by  princessoftheworlds (JackIanto, OwenTosh, MarthaMickey, FitzSimmons, LincolnDaisy (past) | complete | 31547 | T)

Aliens, time-travelling, resurrections. These are all experiences familiar to not just one but two top-secret organizations that have a hard time keeping a low-profile. Figures that they would encounter each other eventually.

Or: the five times that SHIELD and Torchwood had an encounter that neither were pleased with, and the one time they had to work together when two of their own were taken.

Or: There's Kree running amok in Cardiff, including a murdered one, and Torchwood is on the case, but so is SHIELD. Also, don't forget the memory-manipulating aliens there too!

Crossover With: Agents of Shield/MCU

all i know is (infatuations) by  princessoftheworlds (JackIanto, JackJohn,  OwenTosh, LisaIanto | complete | 439 | T)

Seventh-year Slytherin Ianto Jones handles a break up, getting a boyfriend, terrible emotional misunderstandings with his best friend Jack Harkness, being miserable, and reconciliation. (Not precisely in that order.)

Crossover With: Harry Potter

[steves-legs]

dating sebastian stan would include ...

a/n: sorry this is so short, im trash. as a fellow leo i feel i nailed this completely ok ur welcome everyone

★ no one even remembers when you two started dating

★ seriously, it’s a mystery to everyone. it came out of nowhere & it honestly just feels like you two have just always been together

★ you’re such a huge marvel fan and it cracks him up every time you geek out

★ you’ll rep the merch, see the movies multiple times in theaters, and even grill him on his tenacity with not spilling any tea about upcoming movies.           ★ that’s one thing he doesn’t ever really budge on, the spoilers                 ★ you think it’s because he likes to see you struggle                 ★ but really it’s bc he loves to see how happy u get in the theater

★ you are literally the most chaotic celebrity couple ever           ★ meaning y’all constantly fuck with paparazzi                 ★ obscene gestures, insane facial expressions, swiping their gear           ★ and the pda is, admittedly, a little excessive                 ★ sebastian is the handsy type                 ★ calling you ‘princess’ or ‘doll’ in front of anyone & everyone                 ★ seb comments “wow mine” and “fuck this is perfect” on all of ur                                   posts           ★ meme wars & instagram stories                 ★ videos of you two just yelling vine references back & forth                 ★ posting funny pictures of each other           ★ commenting inside jokes on each other’s posts

★ sebastian is kind of the softest human being ever when ur sick           ★ he literally knows everything about any type of cold, cough, flu, etc                 ★ he blames his knowledge on his mom           ★ seb invests in organic medicines, like from whole foods n shit                 ★ one day that you’re sick, you see sebastian heading out to whole foods in joggers, sandals, a t-shirt, cardigan, and his gone-too-soon man-bun                 ★ you tease him for literally hours about his suburban mom getup

★ he tries to teach you romanian (since he wants to take you there one day)           ★ but let’s be honest, it’s kind of a shitshow. he refuses to teach you anything but swears.                 ★ “here’s an easy one... say ‘taci dracului din gură...’”                 ★ you smack him on the arm when you finally figure out what that one means

★ you know everything about each other, be it a weakness or a virtue           ★ you know when sebastian is about to have an anxiety attack                 ★ if you’re right next to him, you’ll hold his hand to keep him grounded. it draws the least amount of attention to him and he appreciates that more than he could ever tell you           ★ and he does the same for you: creating a safe environment when you have your own setbacks. he knows what helps you, personally, and acts accordingly.

★ he’s a sucker for the beatles           ★ he doesn’t really like to sing in front of people, but if the beatles come on he’ll go wild in front of anyone           ★ he also claims that bucky barnes most definitely likes the beatles, too                 ★ “i play the character so if i say it’s true, it’s true”

★ you never doubted that he loves you           ★ he doesn’t even say it all that often; there’s no need. he’s always doing things to show it                 ★ getting down to tie your shoe for you                  ★ playing your favorite song in the car when you’re not having a                         great day                  ★ asking you to call or text whenever you arrive somewhere else so                         he knows you’re safe                  ★ always rooting for you to do the best you can                  ★ talking about a definite foreseeable future with you

[shenanigans-and-imagines]

½ First of all, happy anniversary!! I would like to ask for a male Marvel ship. For you, I’d ship you with Bucky Barnes because I feel like the two of you could spend a lot of quality time together and you could show him some of the things he missed when he was in HYDRA and I feel like he would love your dry sense of humor. I also feel like he would have a lot of respect for you and your space (because he would need some too) but would always love to spend time with you.

2/2 For me, I am a more introverted person and can be shy at first glance, but I come out of my shell once I get more comfortable with a person. I am the definition of geek who knows way too much about Star Wars and other fandoms. I am a very loyal person and I think a lot more than I say, but I try to be an overall bubbly and positive person. I love to do anything artsy and musical wise and I LOVE color! Thank you so much and have a great day!!

I ship you with Miles Morales

Not part of the MCU, but still Marvel, so he counts!

Miles has a special talent for getting people out of their shells.  You guys will be comfortable with each other in no time and go on for hours talking and laughing.

You first bond over art, but soon branch off into other areas.  You’re more of an overt nerd than he is, but he takes it in stride. 

You exchange music constantly as he wants to get you invested in artist he likes while you’re determined to make him a theater nerd.

You have some different interested, but you’re both fundamentally positive, loyal people who just end up having a lot of fun together.

I might be more sociable if Bucky is the one I’m hanging out with.

(22/30)

Ships Still Open

[dottieapple]

Avengers Endgame Positives

(SPOILERS, obviously.These are the sole opinions of me, Dottie, fanfic author and geek-over-35.) 1. Honestly, I really liked it, thought the pacing was great, and I was pleased that it was exciting for every single person in my sold-out Friday-afternoon-matinee theater. My two movie pals loved it.  2. EPIC. I thought they couldn’t outdo the Wakanda battle from IW, and I was amazed.

3. MJOLNIR CAP.

4. The Clintasha fight brought me to tears because (a) I honestly couldn’t predict who would win and (b) that seemed very on-brand for what should happen there. (This may have been intensified because I like Clintasha as a ship, but whatever.)

5. The WS elevator-scene redux -- some people were looking at it as bad that Cap hailed HYDRA, but my theater seemed to know what was up based on all the noises everyone was making when Steve acknowledges Rumlow.

6. I WAS SO HAPPY TO SEE KORG AND MIEK, YOU G U Y S. 

7. NOT SORRY -- I like that haircut on Clint Barton.

8. Bucky Barnes looks good. (DESERVES WAY BETTER, but looks good.)

9. They gave Carol the power-queer haircut from the comics, and I lived for it.

10. Speaking of comics Carol, she gives Rhodey a look for about a half-second that made me think about the comics again. :)

11. Steve gets to be closer to the Steve I know from the rest of the movies/transformative fandom, in that Steve Rogers is a huge little shit. 

12; America’s Ass.

13. HE SAID “SHITTY”.

14. Regular-size Man.

15. Rhodey being Rhodey! Rhodey content at all! 16. Absolute Angel Sam Wilson, aka the Falcon, aka the future Cap YESSS I LIIIIIVE 17. That Captain Marvel battle entrance.

18. That Wanda rage.  19. That team-up of ladies.

20. Am I the only one who saw Okoye one-shot Proxima Midnight?! 

21. Okay, last thing off the top of my head: Tony Stark is truly an engineer. You give him a problem you’d like solved, and if it’s something he’s even remotely interested in, he can’t stop thinking about it until it’s solved. (I’m making a face at the engineer to whom I am married while typing this and they’ve got no idea why haha)

[ao3feed-buckybarnes]

What They Go Home Too

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZXObRT

by Crystal_Waters

Tony Stark, the resident rich-kid and quote unquote player. That’s all people like to think they know about him.

Steven Rogers, the high school baseball pitcher and the son of a Baptist preacher with the moral compass to prove it He’s the one everyone wants to know more about.

Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff, the foster siblings glued to the hip as if they were siblings by blood. He’s the asshole archer and theater kid that never fails to make you laugh. She’s the beautiful flutist that walks with deadly grace. He’s the one who everyone knows almost everything about, while she’s the one everyone knows nothing about.

Bruce Banner, antisocial science geek with severe anger issues. No one wants to know anything else about him.

Thor Odinson, a Norwegian immigrant who loves traveling and American football. He may not get American slang, but he does try his best. He’s the one everyone thinks they know everything about.

Six people, each with horrendously different lifestyles.

Six people, who go home to something different, something unexpected.

And lastly, six people, who all take part in peer counseling.

Words: 1395, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: Multi

Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov, Bruce Banner, Thor Odinson, Loki, Phil Coulson, May Parker, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Maria Stark, Howard Stark, Sarah Rogers, Odin, Original Characters, Margaret Carter, Pepper Potts, Sharon Carter

Relationships: TO BE DETERMINED - Relationship

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Howard Stark's Bad Parenting, Odin (Marvel)'s Bad Parenting, EVERYONES BAD PARENTING, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, explicit scenes of child abuse, Self-Harm, References to Depression, Panic Attacks, Avengers Family, eventually, Not at the beginning though, steve is a pitcher because I am tired of the football trope, Tony Stark Needs a Hug, Everyone Needs Hugs, Tags to be added

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[kahuna-burger]

Continuing stargate/mcu fusion

Second (longer) part of my Stargate fusion.

Things ceased to be fine just after they were shown into Stark's office, before Bruce had even finished his introduction. One moment Bucky was trying to blend into the expensive wood paneling, the next his sidearm was aimed directly at their host’s head.

“Buck?” Steve drew his own weapon and tried to get between Bruce and Stark while also keeping the door in his peripheral.

“He's a Goa'uld.”

Stark didn't seem phased by either the accusation or the weapon pointed at him. “As the internet kiddies are saying these days,” he made finger guns at Bucky, “No, you.” He cocked his head in puzzlement and one hand turned to point at Bruce. “And maybe you? What's up there?”

Before the scientist could do more than blush at the reminder of his unique situation, Steve stepped in. “That’s not the issue here. Who are you, and how did you avoid the screenings after they got you back from the Trust?”

“I'm Tony Stark - you came to me, remember? And I accepted the MRI that was offered.” Before he could respond to the dodge, Stark continued, “If you’re asking why they didn't detect my roommate, we worked out how to avoid scans and hide her naquada signature years ago.”

That also explained why Rumlow hadn't felt anything when the former host accompanied the extraction team, but the implication that a major industry leader had been a Goa’uld for years wasn't making him feel any better. “There's no ‘we’ for your kind, and even if you’re claiming to be a Tok’ra, I wanna talk to the snake, so again,” Steve raised his gun in a more obvious threat, “Who are you?”

“I'm afraid Thal's more of a silent partner, so the only me here to talk to is me, Tony Stark. Try a new question.”

He was distracted from his frustration by Bucky's hand on his arm. He had a look of intense concentration which usually meant he was trying to get information from his snake. The Goa'uld assassin which called itself Winter Soldier had been suppressed but not removed by their Wakandan allies, and had a wide range of helpfulness depending on its mood. Finally, Bucky nodded curtly at Stark. “Show us your mark.”

The man obviously knew what he meant, because he stood immediately and began removing his shirt. “Without dinner first? How forward; we haven't even been formally introduced.”

“These are Sergeant James Barnes and Captain Steve Rogers,” Bruce put in helpfully. “Though I imagine you recognize them.”

Stark nodded absently. “Sleeping Beauty and the Lost Knight, stars of all my childhood fairy tales.” He gave Steve a narrow look. “I assume all the good qualities my dad couldn't stop talking about will become more apparent when I'm not under suspicion of being a false god.” He slipped the shirt off his shoulders, and Bruce took a half step forward to gaze at the iridescent mark on his chest that seemed to be a smiling theater mask.

“Thal… Thalia, the muse of comedy?” The scientist blinked a moment and Bucky lowered his weapon in seeming satisfaction. “I would have guessed Urania.”

“She's most known for comedy, but has strong interests in the sciences, too. Turns out she also loves programming.”

Steve admired Bruce's encyclopedic knowledge of seemingly every topic they might run into, but briefly wished Clint were here so he wouldn't be the only lost one. “Okay, so instead of being a metaphor, muses are snakes that partner like the Tok'ra? I really think we need to talk to it directly.”

Bucky shook his head. “The Muses aren't like the Goa'uld, or the Tok'ra, for that matter. They never take over their hosts, not even to speak. They communicate with the host mostly through feelings and images, and give inspiration for creation, which they then enjoy experiencing…” He broke off with a thunderous scowl and the odd eye movements which usually meant an internal argument with his own parasite then snapped angrily, “You absolutely are not!”

Steve wondered if the snake was really being annoying enough to throw Bucky out of his professionalism, but decided that is was probably more of a signal that he believed Stark to be harmless, and went with it. “What's it doing now, Buck?”

His best friend turned to him with a long-suffering look that wouldn't have been out of place on their middle school teacher's face. “Winter wants to be known as the Muse of Combat.”

Stark fumbled the last of his shirt buttons in his helpless laughter, and Bruce even smiled. “Well, with the way you describe his behaviour in the field,” the quiet scientist began.

“It’s not a Muse, it's a damn backseat driver!”

Finished redressing, Stark approached Bucky, raising his hand slightly. “May I?”

Though he had relaxed out of combat mode, Steve still watched with concern as his friend made Parasite Face again then nodded. Stark touched Bucky's face gently, moving well into his personal space, and in spite of his usual aversion to touch, he returned the gesture and tilted his head down slightly so they were almost sharing breaths. Stark's eyes were shimmering in the first true sign of possession he had shown, and Bucky's were closed tightly.

After a few minutes while Bruce stared in fascination and Steve started to feel distinctly uncomfortable, both men stepped apart simultaneously, taking deep breaths as if they had forgotten the need for oxygen until separating. “Thank you, Sergeant.”

“Um, sure.” Seeing Steve's concerned look, Bucky gave a reassuring smile. “The snakes were talking, uh, directly. Like how they can recognize each other, even in new hosts? I guess when they are close enough it can get pretty detailed.”

“That's amazing,” Bruce breathed. “That pheromone based communication could be considered an actual conversation? You'll need to write up a full brief on it later.”

"Actually, it's not- well, actually we should probably get back on the original track rather than a further digression.” Stark settled back behind his desk and took a deep breath. “I cannot be a part of Stargate Command, or consult on any projects to combat the Goa'uld.”

Steve straightened and felt his anger rising. He should have known it was too good to be true. “So your snake plays by different rules but is still loyal to the System Lords? You realize that they are at war with us? That’s treason.”

“Cool your tits of patriotism, Rogers.” The man was infuriatingly calm. “Muses are neutral in the wars between the System Lords, with the Tok'ra or Asgard, rebellions against Goa'uld, and even the intra-planetary wars of humans. Thalia is a contemporary of Apophis and Anubis and spawned with that principle in place from a Muse even older; you are not going to be the one to sway her.”

Bruce had been doing his usual conflict avoidance, but spoke up suddenly. “You became her host when you were a hostage in Afghanistan. That's why you divested your weapons division into its own company back then.”

“I agreed to do it when we bonded.” He shrugged slightly. “The weapons contracts were holdovers from Howard's time, and a feeling of responsibility to the troops, but I had been focusing my efforts more in other areas even before Thalia came along. The new company is doing fine, though we had to do some fancy footwork on contracts for me to take all the patents I held personally with me.”

Steve was about to respond when Bucky touched his arm gently. “Don't go there, Captain.” His face was pinched like it had been continually before he and ‘Winter’ came to a rough truce. “From the history I'm getting, the Tok'ra and possibly some of our other allies would take serious offense if we tried to strongarm a Muse. And he didn't say he couldn't consult with the Program at all.”

“Oh!” A huge smile spread across Bruce's face. “I'd love to have you take a look at the dialing computer! I think some of your work on learning programs could really translate well to the decision trees we're working with.”

“Now that does sound interesting. Why don't we talk NDAs and security concerns, and we can work out a rough consulting schedule. Oh yeah, and I almost forgot.” He turned back to the two soldiers who were starting to ease back out of conversation range. “Don't think you're keeping that gorgeous piece of tech hidden under your jacket, Sergeant! I took my shirt off, fair's fair.”

Bucky let out a deep sigh and started unbuttoning his jacket while Steve tried to keep a straight face if not a supportive one. “God damn geek catnip…”

[timeisacephalopod]

WinterIron? 10 please. High school popular/nerd au. Thanks in advance if you proceed. If not, then you’re still awesome and thank you for existing on my dash!

Aww, aren’t you sweet!! Also I reversed the usual tropes here so Bucky is the nerd and Tony is the popular one so I hope you don’t mind! Also this is with Winter Soldier lookin Bucky but you know. Younger.

***

“I don’t get what you see in him,” Christine says, head titled to the side. Tony looks over at Bucky sitting with the rest of the drama crew and various other art geeks and shrugs.

“Dude has a nice ass,” he says in his own defense. Plus there’s something about Bucky’s quiet nature that Tony finds appealing. He hadn’t always been that way but after the car accident that took his arm he’s been a lot more reserved unless he’s on stage. Tony could watch him do Shakespeare plays all day even though he’s convinced Shakespeare faked his talent by writing shit that made no sense but sounded cool enough that people stopped caring and then decided was genius. But Bucky makes it look good.

“Still think you can do better,” Christine tells him, giving Pepper Potts a pointed look.

Tony wrinkles his nose, “Pepper? Really? I mean yeah we get along well and she’s awesome and all that but dating material? No.” Besides that he’s about ninety percent sure Pepper has a thing for Natasha, who may or may not have a thing for Clint Barton for some reason. Tony has no idea how someone as hot as Nat could like Clint Barton of all people. Guy has a coconut head.

“Better than Barnes. Seriously, he hangs out with Steve Rogers,” Christine says, wrinkling her nose.

“Okay we’re in agreement there, but I hang out with you so we can’t all be judged by our friend choices,” he says, earning an offended noise and a smack on the arm from Christine. He lets it go in favor of waiting for the optimal moment to shove her through the open boys bathroom door right outside the caf and today is taco day. She lets out a loud shriek as she goes in and he runs as the various students behind him start laughing.

*

Bucky is trying to memorize lines when he notices Tony looking over at him. He decides to resolutely ignore the fact that he turns away and starts talking to his friends, obviously about Bucky, because its not really worth his time. The popular kids hated the theater kids- that’s what TV has told him anyways. And real life kind of lives up. He hadn’t really been like that when he had been popular but after the accident and his arm and all that, well. 

People weren’t really prepared to deal with the personality change, which he resents given that it had been him going through the change and everyone else acted like his newfound depression had been an inconvenience to them. It meant he lost a lot of friends and he’s not really bitter about it anymore. Their loss.

So when Tony saunters over Bucky sighs, prepared to deal with whatever stupid comment he’s about to make and since its Tony its bound to be snarky and rude. That’s just his style. “You doing anything tonight?” Tony asks. Bucky looks behind him, confused. “Dude, you’re sitting against a wall and I’m obviously not asking the wall out,” he says.

Asking the- “What?” Bucky asks intelligently.

Tony grins, “I’m asking you out- you free tonight or not?”

He doesn’t even look nervous and honestly Bucky doesn’t know if that makes him want to smack Tony, kiss him, or be him. “I um. Work till eight,” he says.

“Great, how do you feel about a movie after?” he asks.

“If you don’t mind me smelling like the frozen food section of a grocery store okay,” he says, regretting his words immediately. Who even says stuff like that? What happened to that suave nature he used to have back before his stupid arm got violently ripped off in a car accident? How is it that his arm went and his entire sense of self went with it? Stupid damn arm.

Tony laughs, “I’m sure it’ll be fine,” he says. “I’ll pick you up from work.” He walks away and Bucky frowns, wondering how Tony knows where he works.

“Um, you know I have no left arm right?” he calls after Tony like a fucking idiot.

“Pretty sure I observed that, yeah. And Rhodey’s in a wheelchair, if I cared about disabilities I probably wouldn’t be friends with him either. I’ll see you at eight,” he says, turning and walking away with enough confidence that Bucky kind of wants to take a hit off of it. But then if his ass was that nice he’d have a lot of confidence too. 

When Steve sticks his head out of the art room door Bucky grins happily. “What’s that for?” Steve asks, looking after Tony suspiciously.

“I have a date!” he says excitedly.

[brittanymnewton96]

I Still Fall For You Everyday Sebastian Stan x Zoe

Part One It was a brisk New York night and you were headed to the theater. Thankfully the walk there had become almost routine because your mind was elsewhere. As you pulled your scarf and coat closer to your body you thought about how you had gotten here. Moving to New York to teach History at the New York Museum School was never really something you had even dreamed of. The whole situation just kind of fell in your lap 2.5 years ago. Wow 2.5 years already that you’d been in New York City. You’d almost made it to the Cinépolis Chelsea by the time you were shaken out of your thoughts. You had been looking forward to tonight’s showing for so long! It was a movie set in space all based off the life of Mae Carol Jemison. Space wasn’t the thing you geeked out the most about however it was pretty up there! You had finally made it in the theater where you bought your ticket and some theater candy. You had learned the hard way that NYC theaters were much different from the Oregon theaters in that they checked bags before allowing you to enter. This was great because it allowed you to feel safe like yeah no gunman will be able to get in but neither will my cheap candy from the convenient store down the road. One time I had snuck an entire meal into a theater back home in Oregon and no one even blinked. The thought of home left you with that familiar pit in your stomach. You missed home so much some times specifically your best friends. You’d have to FaceTime them tonight and discuss the films. You knew they were most definitely going to see this movie tonight in Springfield. You couldn’t dwell on home too much because it was time to find your seat. To say the theater was empty was an understatement. They had the movie in the smallest theater room and even then you only saw a handful of people. You quickly glanced at your ticket C7 smack dab in the middle of the theater just how you liked it! Sitting down you immediately pulled out your phone to text your group message with your best friends. You: “Okay in the theater waiting for the movie I’ll text you guys once I’m out!” You quickly silenced your phone and stuck it in your purse exchanging that for the box of sweet tarts you’d purchased from the concession. Popping one in your mouth you were immediately aware of a presence to your right. You quickly glanced over to see a dude in a baseball cap, and a blue puffy coat sitting three seats down from you. “A little creepy,” you thought to yourself taking a mental note of the exits just in case. There was some movement in the same direction so you glanced again this time the stranger had taken off his puffy jacket and was getting comfy in his chair. You couldn’t really make out his features but you analyzed the situation and decided from what you could see you didn’t think this guy would be a threat to your well being so you turned your attention back on the screen. The beginning commercials were about to come to an end so you sat back in your chair and popped another sweet tart in. About 10 minutes in and you already loved the movie. The man to your right was a faded memory and you were solely immersed in the plot line. That was until 13 minutes and 53 seconds in when someone in the movie made a joke that the six of you in the theater proceeded to laugh at and you heard it. THE LAUGH You froze in your chair mid candy to your mouth. What the actual heck?! It couldn’t be! There is no actual way! You looked to your right again right as the light from the screen shined right on his face. His beautiful face. The face. The face of your one true love. The face that was usually on the screen. That face was freaking Sebastian Stan! It felt like you had been staring for years so you quickly turned back to the screen. Thank God it had only actually been milliseconds. SEBASTIAN FREAKING STAN IS SITTING ALONE WITH ME IN THIS THEATER RIGHT FREAKING NOW! Thank God I hadn’t worn my Bucky shirt tonight like I had originally planned! You cringe at the thought of meeting Seb in public and wearing the shirt that oh so casually was just his face. You quickly ran all options over in your brain. 1) You pretend like he doesn’t exist and just completely avoid him all together 2) Go up to him afterwards and ask for a picture 3) Focus solely on the movie and see what happens after. As any logical person would do you decided option 3. You did your best to forget that the literal love of your life was three seats down and you focused all your attention on the film in front of you. You had tears streaming down your face by the end of the movie. The plot was so powerful and the astronomic aspect of it was just mind blowing. You had forgotten all about your little freak out and even the man to your right until you heard, “Wow, that was incredible.” Without even thinking you replied, “I don’t have the words right now to sum up how incredible that film was.” It was his chuckle that brought you back to reality. Back to the fact that Sebastian freaking Stan was sitting next to you. Suddenly you got really nervous and became very aware of the fact that not only was he sitting next to you but he just started a conversation with you. “Yeah, it’s been awhile since I was that moved by something in the cinema,” he said. “Yeah, me too. I think the last time I cried this hard was.. Inf,” you trailed off remembering who you were talking to, “a really long time.” Inwardly you groaned ‘wow smooth freaking smooth a really long time that’s all you’ve got NOT TO MENTION YOU ALMOST JUST TOLD SEBASTIAN STAN THAT THE LAST TIME YOU SOBBED LIKE A BABY IN A THEATER WAS WHEN BUCKY BARNES WAS BEING DISINTEGRATED,’ you shivered at the thought. “Still too soon,” you accidentally said out loud. “What’s that,” he asked. “Oh nothing I just it’s been awhile since I’ve cried this much in public,” you tried to laugh off. He nodded in agreement and stuck out his hand gingerly, “I’m Sebastian by the way.” Shaking his hand,”hi,” you oh so smoothly replied, “Zoe.” ZOE YOU ARE TOUCHING SEBASTIAN STAN’S HAND YO YOUR FRIENDS ARE NEVER GOING TO BELIEVE YOU You were brought back to reality by the pull away of his hand. “Well, Zoe I have to run but it was really nice meeting you.” You felt a sudden ache and panic but you pushed it aside and simply said, “Yeah it was really nice to meet you as well.” Expecting him to get up and leave right then you were startled when he said,”Do you live nearby?” Force of habit you immediately became a little hesitant which he noticed and immediately he began to clarify, “Not to be weird or anything, I promise I’m not a weirdo,” he chuckled. “It’s just kind of late and I live right around the block so if you would like we can walk home together.” You kind of scrunched your eyes if you didn’t know any better you would say that Sebastian Stan was getting nervous standing here talking to you. It was similar to his demeanor when Sharon Stone began reciprocating his flirtiness during that James Cordon interview. “Sure, yeah thank you I live just around the block as well. I’ve been here for 2.5 years but I don’t think I’ll ever fully get used to walking alone at night, “ you light heartedly laughed. “As long as you promise that you’re not going to try and kill me,” you giggled. Sebastian reciprocated your laugh and pretty soon you two were gathering your individual belongings and heading out into the crisp November night.

[rohdutch]

I don’t know anything about movies so do it. :-D answer as many as you can from 1-60

Oh my gooooodddddd. Soph this will be my death. Okay, okay, I got this.

1. A movie you’ve seen most times in the cinema.

I’ve never seen a movie more than once in theater, but I kind of wish that I would’ve gone to see Gifted more than once bc crying in the theater is an e x p e r i e n c e.

2. Your most rewatched movie.

Captain America: The Winter Soldier

3. A movie you quote on a daily basis.

I just quoted Mean Girls earlier today.

4. Favorite movie soundtrack.

The Greatest Showman.

5. Top 5 films of your favorite actor and actress.

I’ll choose Sebastian Stan for this (even tho Richard Armitage is my favorite):

-the Bronze

-I, Tonya

-the Martian

-the Captain America trilogy

-Gone

Meg Ryan:

-Fan Girl

-Anastasia

-Sleepless in Seattle

-You’ve Got Mail

-City of Angels

6. Top 5 performances of your favorite actor and actress.

Seb’s are the same except replace Gone with Political Animals, his performance as TJ is iconic and I’m so sad they ended that show. Meg’s are the same too.

7. A movie storyline you wished you had actually lived.

I’ve always dreamt of being apart of the Fast & Furious movies soooo

8. A movie that reminds you of your mom.

Any of the Star Wars.

9. A movie thar reminds you of your dad.

Grease.

10. Favorite movies from your childhood.

My parents didn’t care what I really watched as a kid so a lot of my favorites consist of actual kids movies and horror movies. Disney movies like Robin Hood (I loved both Disney’s version and Prince of Thieves), Mulan, Cinderella, Aladdin, Lion King 2. And then other movies like Underworld, Van Helsing, Halloween, and Resident Evil. I had a strange obsession with the third Resident Evil.

11. Favorite quote(s).

I can’t remember the exact line, but “that kid from Brooklyn who didn’t know how to walk away from a fight, I’m following him,” which Bucky says to Steve in the first Cap film. And obv any Mean Girls quote.

12. Top 5 female performances.

-Hayley Atwell as Peggy Carter-Emilia Clarke in Me Before You-Helen Mirren in Winchester-Michelle Pfeiffer in Grease 2-Michelle Pfeiffer in Stardust

13. Top 5 male performances.

-Martin Freeman as Everett Ross-Benedict Cumberbatch as Stephen Strange-Sebastian Stan in the Bronze-Leonardo DiCaprio in the Departed-Jack Nicholson in the Departed

14. Favorite year for movies.

I don’t think I have a specific year? Although 2018 has been a fantastic year for movies so far. I do have a preference for movies from 90s and early 2000s.

18. An underrated actor.

A year ago I would’ve said Sebastian Stan, but he’s recently been doing a lot of big things and has like four movies he’s doing that he plays a main character in. Now I’ll shoot for Blair Redford.

19. An underrated actress.

Emilia Clarke. People need to appreciate her more.

20. An underrated director.

Taika Waititi.

21. An overrated actor.

I’ve never cared for George Clooney tbh.

22. An overrated actress.

I love her, but Scarlett Johansson.

23. An overrated director.

Woody Allen. Not even sorry.

24. A film you wish you had seen on the big screen.

Every MCU movie besides Guardians of the Galaxy and Black Panther. I watched Black Panther with my sister and saw Guardians at a drive-in. I had to wait to see all the others :(

25. A movie you’ve seen that you think no one else here will have heard of?

Like Sunday, Like Rain. Please watch it. It’s absolutely amazing.

26. Favorite movie characters.

Oh my gosh. Okay. Doctor Strange. Bucky Barnes. Thorin Oakenshield. Lance Tucker. Everett Ross. Jason Bourne. Owen and Deckard Shaw. There’s more, but that’s who I can think of rn.

27. A film that was better than the book.

I personally prefer the Hobbit movies over the book, but the book is great too.

28. Best Remake.

The Goodbye Girl!

29. Your first favorite actor.

I wanna say it’s Josh Hartnett? Maybe Paul Rudd?? I loved the Halloween movies as a kid and Josh was in H2O while Paul was in the Curse of Michael Myers and I loved them both. As a kid I didn’t really care much about the actors, but I’ve realized a lot of people I liked in movies as a kid are now some of my favorites.

30. Your first favorite actress.

Like I said, loved the Halloween movies. Jamie Lee Curtis. Also Milla Jovavich.

31. Favorite animated film.

I will always, with my entire heart, love Lion King 2. I still have the VHS tape.

32. Your most anticipated films.

Ocean’s 8. Robin Hood. Solo. Ant-Man and the Wasp. Incredibles 2. I wasn’t that into Venom, but after seeing the trailer, I’m pumped.

33. Last movie that disappointed you.

The Apparition was made a while back, but i didn’t watch it til recent and I really didn’t like it whatsoever.

34. Last movie that surpassed your expectations.

Like the Apparition, Dance of the Dead was made a while ago, but I watched it about two months back and oh. My. God. It was glorious. Watch it. It’ll be worth it.

37. Share an unpopular film opinion you have.

I love romance and I don’t mind seeing it in movies that don’t necessarily need it. I mean, of course I draw the line somewhere, but for example, Kili and Tauriel’s romance in the films? I know it wasn’t in the book, and a lot of people didn’t like it, but I loved it.

38. Favorite Oscar win/speech.

This is a tie between two speeches that happened right after one another at the 2017 Oscars. Gael García Bernal’s speech before presenting an award, and the Zootopia directors’ speech when they came up to accept that award. It’s truly a wonderful thing and I remember watching it and being so grateful for people like them.

39. Biggest Oscar snub(s).

Literally. Every. Time. Leonardo. DiCaprio. Lost.

40. Who do you think is overdue for another Oscar nomination/win?

Tom Hanks.

41. How many movies have you seen (rough estimation)?

Close to 1,000, I’d think.

42. A movie that made you go ‘wtf was that’.

The Apparition and The Shape of Water. At least The Shape of Water was actually good 👀👀

43. A film that scarred you.

Oh my god, I don’t know the name, but it was something that was on tv at like 2 am when I slept in the living room one time as a kid and it terrified me. It was something about werewolves and made me question my love of werewolves for days.

44. Most movies watched in a single day.

I once watched 7 of the Fast & Furious movies in one day.

45. A film that always makes you cry.

Gifted. I cried three times when I saw it in theaters and I cry every time I rewatch it.

46. A film that always makes you laugh.

Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.

47. Movies that you think everyone should watch (not necessarily your favorites).

The Jason Bourne series. 10 Things I Hate About You. Blended. Back to School.

48. A movie that took you a couple viewings to appreciate.

Princess & the Frog. Now it’s one of my favorite Disney movies.

49. A book that you want to see adapted to the big screen.

Either I’ll Give You The Sun by Jandy Nelson or Stalking Jack The Ripper by Kerri Maniscalco.

50. A book you really, really, really don’t want to see made into a film.

I love the third Percy Jackson book so so much, and I’d kill to see that scene where they’re all on Apollo’s sun chariot on the big screen, but if it turned out like the other two Percy Jackson movies I don’t think I’d ever forgive myself.

54. Favorite coming-of-age film.

Like Sunday, Like Rain.

55. Favorite superhero film.

The first Captain America just bc it’s nostalgic for both me and those characters, and Doctor Strange. I love the Winter Soldier too so I might as well include it.

57. Movies you know you should watch, but can’t bring yourself to do it?

Thor: Ragnarok. That’s the only one I’m absolutely sure that I need to watch.

58. Favorite genres.

I’m a big rom-com and action geek tbh.

59. Least favorite genres.

Not a huge fan of paranormal type horrors, but once in a while I’ll find one I like (like Winchester).

60. Biggest movie pet peeve.

I’m not too picky, I guess? I just don’t like when they don’t give enough details so the story doesn’t make sense or they mess up and the facts don’t match up.

Yep. It’s official. Sophia, I’m dead.

[sophs-the-name]

“Celebratory Dinner”

Request:  Do you take requests? If you do can I get a lance tucker x reader one shot and in one part the reader says "put your pants on, spoof your Quoof we gotta go" then it can be smutty or something. 😊 - @majestichoechlin

Pairing: Lance Tucker x Reader

Characters: Lance Tucker, Bucky Barnes, Sebastian Stan, Chris Beck

Warning: Fluff, Sass

Word Count: 1452

A/N: The first of many requests! My permanent taglist is open and so are my requests, so ask away! I decided no smut because I needed fluff. 

Masterlist 

You struggled to get Jack’s little arms through the sleeves of his baby button down, the task being ectra hard since you had been getting sick all day. He fought as much as he could, he hated wearing clothes, especially if they were fancy. He was very much like his father in that way.

“Lance! Get out of bed! I need help with Jack!” You screamed across the hall to your husband.

He still refused to rise from his position on the bed. His hands tucked behind his head and one leg was bent at the knee.

“Baby, c’mon just put him in a little onesie. You know he is going to sleep through this dinner anyway.” Lance yelled out, still lounging on the bed.

“This will be the first time your brothers see him! They were all too busy with work to be there when he was born and now we live across the country! We were lucky to even make it to New York for this!” You finally got little Jack to settle down long enough to finish the buttons on his shirt.

Jack was only a year old, but only Lance’s parents, George and Winnifred, could make it to the birth. All three of Lance’s brothers were busy with work, no one had returned until almost six months after his birth, but you guys had already moved to the other side of the country.

“He is a baby. My brothers aren’t going to care what he looks like, or what I look like for that matter, so I’m going in pajamas!” Lance laughed across the hallway of the hotel room.

Settling little Jack on your hip, you marched across the hall to your husband.

“Lancelot Tucker, this dinner is for you, no damn way are you going in pajamas. You are the new head judge for the Olympics! It’s a worthy cause to celebrate, so put your pants on, spoof your quoof, we gotta go.” You said handing little Jack over to his father.

“Fine, fine. Can you just pick out my shirt? I wanna play with this guy.” Lance made a funny face at Jack to make him laugh.

You rolled your eyes at your puppy dog of a husband and went to grab a fresh shirt out of the borrowed closet.

 The car ride wasn’t long to Lance’s old house over in Brooklyn. He grew up in a little house in a nice neighborhood with his three brothers, Sebastian, Bucky, and Chris. Only Lace and Bucky were active boys, from what you had heard Lance was the successful athlete, walking away with a gold and silver medal from the Olympics. Bucky was the high school football team’s quarterback. His senior year his team walked away with no losses, going on to win state champions. Instead of following through with football, he joined the army and became the best sniper of the Howling Commandos. He was honorably discharged when his platoon was hit by an IED on a routine mission. The blast took away his arm, but he was given a metal prosthetic, which definitely helps him in his job as an NYPD Detective.  

Sebastian was involved in theater all throughout school. He was the drama geek of the bunch. He spent his time going over monologues and running lines with his fellow actors. He was in basically every production the school put on. Sebastian was currently employed by a huge movie company who were known for their superheroes. Chris loved space ever since he was a little boy. He would stare up at the stars every night and point out to his brothers which ones were planets. He decided that he would go to medical school then join NASA as a flight surgeon. He was sent out on the Aries III mission, but struggled with a detour when they learned his fellow astronaut, Mark Watney, was alive.

George and Winnifred had all their boys back, and felt it was the perfect time to celebrate Lance’s new job opportunity.

 Lance parked outside the little house on the corner of the street. Jack was kicking his feet and giggling while you tried getting him out of his car seat. His tiny hands grasped at your perfectly curled hair, and Lance couldn’t help but laugh at his son’s antics.

“I like to do that too, Bud.” Lance laughed while tickling Jack’s cheeks.

“You ready to meet all your uncles?” Lance asked him.

Jack let out a little bubbly giggle and hopped up and down in your arms.

He had no idea what his parents were saying.

 “There’s my little nephew!” Bucky shouted once you entered through the door.

He pulled the little boy from your grasp, and Jack immediately went to pulling Bucky’s long locks.

“This kids got quite the grip.” He winced.

“Hold on, where’s my little nephew?” You recognized Chris’ voice coming from around the corner.

“Look at him! He looks just like me!” came Sebastian’s voice from behind you.

“Technically he looks like all of us. We are quadruplets.” Lance said with his hand on your lower back,

“but he’s my kid, so give him back.” Lance went to go pull Jack from Bucky’s arms.

“Who would’ve thought, Lance is the family man outta all of us. We always thought you would be too busy fucking around with that Gregory girl.” Sebastian laughed.

“Boys, watch the language around my grandson.” Came Winnie’s voice from the kitchen.

“Yes, Mom.” The boys said in unison.

 Just like Lance had said, Jack slept his way through dinner cradled on your chest. His chubby baby hands grasped at the collar of your shirt, tiny snores echoed in your ear. You refused to eat. You had been feeling nauseas all day, and you felt that food would make it even worse.

“What I tell ya, Love. That boy sleeps for days.” Lance whispered in your other ear.

With a roll of your eyes, you directed the conversion to your family-in-law, “So, Sebastian, how’s the movie coming?”

He cleared his throat, “Well technically I’m not allowed to say anything because there’s this joke that they have snipers everywhere so if I say anything I die.” he rambled on.

“I got you, brother. Remember, I’m the best sniper in the 107th!” Bucky laughed.

“Was. Now you’re detective.” Chris had to correct.

“Thanks, Chris. I obviously didn’t know that.” Bucky rolled his eyes.

“I gotta keep you on your toes, you are the oldest of us.” Chris laughed.

Lance smiled at his family’s antics. They always had to bring up the time difference between all the boys. Yes, Bucky was the oldest, but he only beat Lance by one minute. Chris was the youngest out of the bunch, being born ten minutes later than Bucky. Sebastian was born only four minutes after Bucky.

“Boys. c’mon now.” George scolded from the head of the table.

 “Lance, can you come here for a second?” You asked from upstairs.

Dinner had gone smoothly, Jack was settled in between all of his uncles watching them all with weary eyes. He couldn’t pick out which one was his father. They all looked alike!

“Coming, Love.” Lance said while trailing his way up the stairs to the second story.

He walked in and saw you pacing back and forth, your phone held between your fingers.

“I’m late.” You blurted out.

“For what? What are you late for?” Lance asked confused.

“No, no. I just checked my calendar and my period, it’s a week late.” You worried.

“What if I’m pregnant again?” you asked with tears in your eyes.

Yes, you had wanted another baby, but you hadn’t spoken to Lance about it. Life had been hard enough with a one year old and now Lance got a new job that required travel. You weren’t sure if it was something he wanted now.

“Holy Shit. Holy Shit! We’re gonna have another baby?” Lance screamed.

He picked you up into a giant hug and twirled you around. He placed a giant kiss right on your lips.

“You being pregnant again would be the best thing in the world, Love.” Lance whispered to you.

You went in for another kiss, when the moment was interrupted. You heard a stamped of footsteps running up the stairs and the old door being pushed open.

“Another baby!” Bucky screamed while jumping Jack up and down.

“I’m gonna be their favorite Uncle!” Sebastian exclaimed.

“They better like space.” Chris murmured.

You and Lance couldn’t help but smile at the wide grins of his family. Jack held a giant smile on his face at the sight of his parents. You knew right then, another kid wouldn’t be so bad.  

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The Falcon and The Winter Solider Star Describes “Awful” Filming Conditions

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Anthony Mackie has described the latest leg of production on Disney+ and Marvel‘s The Falcon and the Winter Soldier as “awful.”

The highly-anticipated Marvel Cinematic Universe spinoff is set to reunite Mackie’s confident hero Falcon and Sebastian Stan’s often-brutal and psychologically damaged Winter Solider, as the pair are forced into a begrudging team-up against foes new and old.

The project had almost finished filming at the start of the year before the depressing events of 2020 delayed its shoot. Now, the pair are back in Prague to film the final scenes on the series, but progress has been naturally slow-going due to the new safety measures that the cast and crew must observe.

“Everybody’s very afraid of each other. The food is bad because they have to pack it up somewhere else and bring it to us in Ziploc bags. Yeah, it’s awful. You’re literally living in quarantine. It’s not like the NBA bubble where they had a barbershop and friends to hang out with,” Mackie told Entertainment Tonight, adding “No, if you get within six feet of somebody, there’s some little Czech dude coming and poking you with a stick saying, ‘You have to move.’ So it’s rough.”

Mackie went on to share a personal memory of late actor Chadwick Boseman, who died earlier this year from complications related to colon cancer. The pair starred alongside each other in Marvel’s Captain America: Civil War, Avengers: Infinity War and Avengers: Endgame.

“It’s funny, I have a lot of memories of Chad and I cared about him dearly as a friend,” recalled the actor emotionally. “The first time I met him was in 1998 [when he was directing a play]. My girlfriend at the time brought me into the theater [and] he was in the black box in an office chair spinning around the room. She was like ‘hey, Chad, I want you to meet my classmate at Julliard, Anthony’ and he goes ‘wait, I’m concentrating, don’t break my vibe’ and he just spins around the room, and I was like ‘…it’s nice to meet you, man’ and he was like ‘I’m almost there!'”

Mackie says he brought up their first encounter in a later conversation, but Boseman rebuffed him playfully, saying “I don’t wanna talk about it! I was going through a lot in my young age.”

The Falcon and the Winter Soldier stars Mackie as Sam Wilson/Falcon, Sebastian Stan as Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier, Daniel Brühl as Baron Zemo, Emily VanCamp as Sharon Carter and Wyatt Russell as John Walker/U.S. Agent.

Disney+ has not set a new release date for the series yet, but the streaming service is still eyeing an early-2021 drop.

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Happy Accident pt. 3 - Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N: I wasn’t sure whether I was going to continue with this series or not, but your response overwhelmed me and I couldn’t help it! I’m not sure whether this is the last part or not, but I do know that I love that I could fulfill your requests! Part one can be found here, part two is over here.

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Summary: You met on the subway, now you’re meeting at a coffee shop - it’s time for your double date with the man you accidentally grabbed, his strong but silent friend, and your own outspoken friend.

Warnings: Your friend is, as ever, entirely inappropriate and entirely based on my own. No language because Steve.

Other Notes: Reader is still gender neutral, your friend is still female and referred to by Y/F/N, too many Hamilton references, and I still love you guys!

“Isn’t it ironic? You met on a subway, and now, look at this. The coffee shop is next to a Subway.”

“You’re just hilarious, Y/F/N, good choice.” You rolled your eyes as your friend excitedly rambled on about the location.

“This was your choice, silly. Now, you look great, you sound great, let’s go in and razzle dazzle ‘em.”

“I’m going to the washroom, I’ll meet you there.”

She grinned and ushered you away, telling you to hurry and come back as she went towards the tables.

Once finished in the washroom, you gave yourself a good once-over in the mirror - smoothing down your hair, brushing off your clothes, and flashing the smile you had carefully rehearsed.

“You lied to me, Y/N!” 

Ah, yes, your friend was blunt as always.

“Goodness, woman, I leave for less than a minute and already you’ve found out the secret I kept from you and want to form a harem.”

“I’m just saying, if you really loved me you would share him,” she replied shamelessly.

Steve raised an eyebrow. “What have I gotten myself into?”

“Don’t worry. Just let me stay here by your side-”

“I don’t think your Hamilton references are being appreciated to the fullest,” you laughed, shaking your head. “Ah, and hello, James. Recovered?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Mentally… or physically? You impacted them both.”

“You’ll live,” you replied, raising an eyebrow at the fact that your drink was already made. “Y/F/N, since when do they make these so fast?”

“Since your date orders them. Duh. Don’t worry, I knew you’d never factor in that you take forever to finish up at work, so I told Bucky here what to get you.“

You raised an eyebrow, turning back to your date. “I thought only your friends called you Bucky? What’d I miss - and don’t you start, Y/F/N-”

Mid dance with her mouth open to start singing, she stopped and shot you a heartbroken glance.

“-while I was gone?”

“Anyone who’s looking out for you is a friend of mine, Y/N.”

“Are you lactose intolerant?” you could hear Y/F/N stagewhisper to Steve. “They’re so cheesy I think it’s giving me gas. And I’m not even lactose intolerant!”

“Why were you invited?” you mused, shaking your head at your friend.

“The Queen needs no invitation, Y/N, I thought we’d been over this. Now, tell me, both of you, what do you know about this fabulous city that we, as lowly civilians, do not?”

Two empty cups and several lengthy discussions later, your friend’s focus on serious topics was almost gone as she was informed that a karaoke bar in the city entirely devoted to musical theater existed.

“Just imagine it, Y/N, one is open in our very own city!”

“We live in New York, what doesn’t exist?”

“We have to go there! Wow the crowds with your McDow!”

“McDow?” repeated Bucky, blinking confusedly.

You sighed, shaking your head. “It’s an acronym,” you replied, taking out a pen and writing it down on the napkin. “For my singing voice. Mating Call of the Dying Orca Whale.”

Bucky laughed. “Can’t be that bad. Your speaking voice is downright angelic, after all.”

“Too much.”

“Kids these days,” murmured Steve. “I wouldn’t be impartial to seeing one in particular again, though. When are you free, Y/F/N?”

“Brave man. Signing up for my unadulterated weirdness. I’ll text you… or, on second thought, call. Cell phones must be weird for you. Come on, Y/N, you have to come with me otherwise you’ll be stranded with two men. Who are Avengers. Wouldn’t be so bad but I can’t give you the car keys. See you later, boys.”

You waved shyly at Bucky, who returned the wave with a grin and a mouthed, ‘Call me.’

“Now, who could foretell that it would go so well?” asked your friend, with a spring in her step.

“Newsies?”

“What? No, RENT, Today 4 U. Downright shameful, Y/N. You’re going to have to come to that karaoke bar just for a musical theater education.”

“I don’t know that I can handle even more geeks like you.”

“You’ll survive.”

A/N And how was that? I think that’s about all I’ve got for this little fic, but I do take and love requests! If there’s anything you’d like to see just shoot me an ask on or off anon. I really only do Avengers, could be tempted to do X-Men. Thanks for reading!