#scldierbcy

[sonicanary]

@scldierbcy liked for a short starter.

A Sunday afternoon, requisitioned to babysit one of the strongest super-men on Earth. Clark didn't count, he was from Krypton. Anyway, this dude right there... they warned Dinah. They weren't sure he was just typically dumb, or retarded as in... Back to the Future kind of type. Stay vigilant Di. Basically he could pulverize her if he wanted to, and her martial arts or sonic scream would be useless. "So big guy... we should order something to eat. Can't really go out considering the mess you did last time," brow quirked, "Chinese good for you?" She pulled her phone out and sat by his side on the sofa as he was watching tv as if he just discovered it in color. She stared at him for a long moment, feeling compassion somehow, "Are you okay?"

[hexsrealityarchived2]

@scldierbcy​ inquired: "nobody would go near the place ."

𝑪𝑼𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑶𝑹'𝑺 𝑷𝑰𝑪𝑲𝑺 .    (  a  series  of  sentence  starters  from  a  collection  of   gothic short stories . ⤷ Accepting!

The saying was “To Russia, with love.” This expedition to Russia with Soldier Boy was anything but. She could tell he was growing more anxious the more time went on and the closer the pair got to their destination. She had forbid him from bringing any weed on the flight, as she didn’t want to deal with TSA or airport security. Wanda had offered her magic as a remedy to keep him from having a panic attack on the flight, something he begrudgingly accepted. The spell had kept him mellow for the most part, he slept for the better part of the flight, it had worn off the closer they were to Moscow. 

The arrival of the pair in Moscow to going straight to the military holding facility that Soldier Boy was held over the decades. Wanda kept the spell to keep him calm, and prevent his powers from going haywire on them. The two arrive in the military base, it wasn’t as heavily guarded anymore, it allowed the pair to slip by undetected. They had come upon the holding cell where Ben was experimented on. “It must’ve been so lonely, being here all by yourself.” 

[paragonrising]

@scldierbcy​ ❤︎’d for a starter

The sense of urgency Carol felt after she received a message that the Collector had managed to procure himself a specimen from Earth was through the damn roof. Her contact had been vague, but they had said super-soldier and possible Avenger. Both which gave Captain Marvel cause to panic. The last thing she needed was to explain why Captain America was in space and how he got there.

On that note though, there were dozens of questions that needed answering. Most prominent of which was how the Collector’s goons had managed to subdue Rogers and lock him in one of those creepy display cases. She imagined it had to be reinforced or he had to be somehow dosed. Maybe both, because as strong as those cases were, underestimating his strength would be a mistake.

Also why had the Collector gone for him? He was a slimy being, Carol never cared much for dealing with him, but he wasn’t someone to go so brazenly for a world’s hero. Or maybe he was, but he’d always presented himself as atleast clever. There was nothing particularly clever about bold-face kidnapping a super-soldier.

The answer became obvious, when she’d snuck her way into the cargo-bay and approached the case. It wasn’t so much a case as she expected, as a metallic pod. Carol frowned. There were tubes running from the sides into a large canister on the back, and next to it, what looked like a small control panel. It had two buttons, one that was red and lit, and the other a dull green.

Carol glanced over her shoulder, before she pressed the green switch. It lit up instantly and gas hissed out of ports that had revealed themselves. Armoured panels fell away, revealing the familiar display case that the Collector was so fond of.

And his acquisition.

Which was not Steve Rogers.

Captain Marvel hesitated. Not that she had any issue with rescuing someone from the Collector’s grasp, but… 

“Uh,” she managed, brows furrowing as she regarded the stranger. No, certainly not Rogers. Not enough red, white, and blue. But he did look familiar, vaguely. As if she’d seen him somewhere before, but she couldn’t place him. “You’re not… who are you?”

[divinamour]

     “It’s not just shapeshifting. That would’ve been more than enough, I’d have been wholly satisfied with my little ‘gift from above’... but it’s so much more than that. Here, give me your hand, @scldierbcy​. Talking about it is easy, Dancing through it is tons more fun.”

small call

[survivorofhellskitchen]

@scldierbcy continued from x

Good or okay were far from the words that she'd use to describe this man. Typically she'd think it was drugs. It was New York...it was always drugs, but there was something about him- something about the entirety of this situation that pulled at her- telling her that this wasn't just some junkie on the street....and she'd know.

Brows furrow at his question, glancing around for a moment before a hand reaches to try and steady him a bit, though still cautious to try not to startle him. "...Yeah...yeah this is Hell's Kitchen. Um...I haven't been here too long, so I guess I don't know how...how different it is but um-"

The blonde shakes her head, worry becoming more apparent in her cerulean eyes. "Is there someone I can call for you? I- I think that you should go to the hospital. Are you hurt anywhere?"

[filiasaquilae]

continued. @scldierbcy

She knew who he was- she wasn't stupid, Soldier Boy... The original, was what her father was supposed to compete with. Why and how he found her was pure luck.

"Yeah no shit your not my dad-- a hug? What am I fucking five?" she scoffed at his questioning- why was she following him- perhaps with his help she can get back at her own father. "Listen- I'm only following you so we can team up." She looked away from him trying to control her powers- she felt a buzzing behind her eyes, shit.

[citizenstarlight]

who are some boys verse rpers you recommended? either canon or has a verse/au for it? i'm looking for more boys writers

oh there are so many! this is literally in 0 order! some are canon! some have verses!

@sieverts, @awkwardcourage, @shaepschift , @devilsnare , @toomagic / @heartsbreaking, @herosupe, @brightsupe, @amerigasms, @scldierbcy, @soleiltm, @untilthcyrot, @dynastymuses, @rejectory , @ozonelasher, @sugarspicesins, @bledgrace, @j-died !

[frostise]

𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄'𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊

❝ hmm. nothing beats good ol' champagne. the second best being rosé cocktail for a great buzz at the end of the night. strawberries or not, i'm drinking it straight up. ❞

tagged by: @red-hemlock (thank you ♡)

tagging: @sheldoney, @littlebadger, @endlss-voiid, @celerem, @scldierbcy, @freezegirl + anyone that see's this ♡

[hiredassault]

MUSE SURVEY , BATTLE EDITION ;

BOLD what consistently applies, italicize situational / not always. repost, please do not reblog !!

fight honorably  / fight dirty / prefer close - quarters / prefer range /  chat during / go silent /  low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance / attack in bursts / attack steadily /  go for the kill  / aim to disarm / fight defensively / strike first / provoked easily / provoke their opponent / tease /  get visibly frustrated /  shout while attacking  / use strategy  /  focus on their battle /  experience conflicting thoughts during battle  / rush in recklessly  / try to read their opponent before fighting / fight wildly  / fight calmly and/or apathetically / fight with anger  /  fight with excitement / fight because they have to  /  fight because they want to / fight without regard to wounds /  run away when wounded  / hide wounds  / take a blow to protect another / prefer a blade / prefer a gun / prefer to use their ability / prefer a bow / prefer a shield  /  prefer a pole arm  /  prefer a personalized weapon  /  prefer magic or spells  /  prefer brawling  / their greatest weakness is physical  /  their greatest weakness is mental  / their greatest weakness is emotional /  transform for battle  / fight as they appear / rely on strength / rely on speed  / use everything they have / hide their full potential /  exhaust quickly  / high stamina /  doubt their strength  / proceed with caution  / behave arrogantly  / brag after landing a hit /  belittle their abilities  /  use psychological tactics  / use brute strength  /  avoid civilians  /  strike down civilians  /  damage surroundings  / avoid damaging surroundings /  signature fighting style / making it up as they go / mastered skillset / learning their skillset  / fancy footwork /  sloppy footwork  /  messy fighter  /  elegant fighter /  accept defeat  / refuse defeat /  beg for mercy  /  compliment their opponent  / insult their opponent / use unnecessary movements  ( flips,  twirls )  / move efficiently /  barely move  / prefer to dodge / prefer to block  / defend their blindside  / has no blindside / use all available advantages ( ex :  use a gun but also throw punches,  kick out while blades clash,  etc. ) /  strictly use one main method  /  play around  / hold back / fight ruthlessly  / show mercy  /  wait for opponent to be ready  / strike when opponent isn’t ready / fear death  /  fear pain  /  fear killing / has ptsd /  avoid fighting  / has lost a fight / has won a fight / has killed / refuses to kill / want to die standing  / would succumb slowly

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tagging :   whoever wishes!

[doorinthefloor]

@scldierbcy​ liked for a starter from Patriot!

“Not that I want to ruin your day or anything-- or heaven forbid be rude to you... but-- you’re kinda unsettling some of the folks in the area...”

She’d been the one nearby who heard the rumblings-- an unbelievable story that she was annoyed no one else was taking care of-- does retired mean when it’s convenient for them now? What the Hell was she going to do, anyways? She didn’t use her powers that much anymore. Don’t question the 7′0″ height and the flying, world. Those don’t count. The guy was suspicious and suspicious enough that they weren’t really feeling that the police were enough. Not when things were so odd lately. She drops gently from the sky in front of the man who, respectfully, could have been the ghost of Soldier Boy. I mean-- little worse for wear, right, but definitely not in a bad way. He was scruffy looking-- like someone who’d been missing for...

“--man, you must of put a pretty penny into that cosplay. Everything about it is so spot on-- the stitch work, the colors and symbolism? I know we’ve all come such a long way from his heyday-- but it’s so iconic isn’t... it...” Unlike everything else in her life-- it’s here that she didn’t jump into curt and impolite reaction. Smiles and sunshine-- just like she always used to be.

But then it hits her-- and her eyes widen.

She stops speaking-- and allows herself to actually take in what it was that was occurring here. It wasn’t a replica that someone made-- she’d studied that costume. So thoroughly and definitively that she knew its inside outs. Speaking on inside-- that meant this guy who seemed like an absolutely picture perfect Soldier Boy...

Was.

“How? ...they...” Her thickly soled, boot armored feet touch the ground gently-- “...told the world that you were dead.” She’d been a fan-- even if she wasn’t around for ‘the hype’. Who didn’t absolutely admire Soldier Boy? She holds her hands up in a sign of surrender-- no trouble here. Wait, but if he was alive-- then that meant Vought had...

“Are... are you okay?”

Soldier Boy,  Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy, Soldier Boy!!!!!!!!!

Save for the little scream sitting in the back of her throat that would accompany her flailing and giggling. But that wasn’t trouble-- that was barely controlled excitement. This was SO FUCKING COOL. -- er-- weird...? -- and a problem???? Not cool. THE FUCKING ABSOLUTE COOLEST.

[themyscir]

@scldierbcy​  REQUESTED  A  LYRIC  STARTER  —  song.

        “  THE WORLD IS A PLACE  where the villains wear a smile on their face while they take what you can never replace.  “

[hexsrealityarchived2]

☽◯☾┄─ @scldierbcy || ᵇᵉⁿ (ᶜᵒⁿᵗ.):

Soldier Boy was seen as a living legend, a man of that caliber to admit that even he too was afraid of something was short of surprising. Of course, he knew Wanda could poke around in his brain if she wanted to, it was in his best interest to be honest with her. Ben came from a time when admitting fear was seen as a weakness in men, coming clean about fears regardless of the threats of invading his mind was a step in the right direction even if he didn’t outright say it. She didn’t need to read his mind to know what it was that he was terrified of. He was afraid of the box that he was kept in for decades, and she couldn’t blame him, it was his personal hell for all those years. 

“You wouldn’t go back there, I promise you that. I swear it, on my mother’s grave, you wouldn’t go back into the box.” Wanda kept her promises to people, here she was making that promise to Ben. Wanda’s lilac eyes shifted to look at Ben, she saw a broken man worn by the years trapped in that hell. She felt sorry for him, he wasn’t a saint, but he didn’t deserve to be tortured the way he was.  

[paragonrising]

what does your heart look like?

a compass that doesn’t waver

You are someone who is certain of what you want. Maybe you always have been, or maybe you made a discovery that you haven’t been able to tear your eyes away from. Your heart is set and certain. You fight endlessly for your goals. Above all else, you know who you are and what you are trying to achieve. Just be careful not to tear yourself or others apart in pursuit of your ideals.

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tagging: @stxrlxrds, @benevolentgodloki, @arroganceandfear, @libertyxlives, @scldierbcy, @etherealstarr and @araedi

[supremescrceress]

@scldierbcy​ ♡’d for a starter

{☆} No. Fucking. Way. Her eyes scanned the figure before her, trying to search for the CRACKS in the vision. This had to be a joke. Was she being PRANKED or something? She made it a habit to stay away from Vought’s CIRCUS act. She worked under the shadow of MAGIC--much less gory. The SORCERESS held her hands out in front of her, pinching her thumb to her middle fingers, a show of NEUTRALITY but ready to strike if needed. 

She wasn’t typically WORRIED about humans, or even those super-abled--but Soldier Boy was different. It wasn’t herself she was concerned for, but rather the innocent HUMANS who could be hurt. Still, there had to be some reason he sought her out. It couldn’t be RANDOM. She sensed some level of...pain beneath his veneer. A twinge of concern for the MAN tweaks at her heart.

“Seeing as we’ve never met, this can’t be a SOCIAL call,” Clea finally breathed out, hovering slightly over the ground. How would Stephen handle this? Her nose gives a little scrunch as she considers her ex-husband. No, she was more than CAPABLE. 

Clea lifts her chin slightly, confident. “Why did you come here?”

[survivorofhellskitchen]

where should you be kissed ?

Palm. 

you give and give. you are a gentle heart, broken but still standing... always lending a hand for those who need it, expecting nothing in return. you deserve someone taking your hand and kissing your open palm, the hands which have selflessly helped so many others.

stole it from : @outlawiism

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[voughtfcrged]

@scldierbcy​ liked for a one liner.

                           ❛ i never thought i’d feel fear like that again. ❜