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@agcntxcarter-blog
ssragentjthompson ;;
“That day, I was working, And right now, I’m working too. It’s not my fault you take things too personal.”
“I am perfectly capable of dissociating myself from my emotions...and even if I were emotional, I am perfectly capable of using my emotions to my advantage. Are you?”
“There. And if you’re like your Martinelli friend, I think my reaction is the obvious way to answer to a woman who gets easily affected by words. Either that or cover my face.”
“Easily affect-oh bloody hell. Stop nosing in business that does not pertain to you, how is that for a solution, hmm?”
Send ‘rough touch’
and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }
Your muse throws a punch at mine.
My muse throws a punch at yours.
Your muse suddenly grips my muse’s hair.
My muse suddenly grips your muse’s hair.
Your muse roughly grabs my muse’s arm.
My muse roughly grabs your muse’s arm.
Your muse grips my muse’s hips.
My muse grips your muse’s hips.
Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.
My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck.
Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.
My muse slams yours against a wall hard.
Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.
My muses pushes your to their knees.
Your muse bites mine.
My muse bites yours.
Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.
My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.
Your muse grabs my muse’s wrists.
My muse grabs their muse’s wrists.
Your muse attempts to shove away mine.
My muse attempts to push off yours.
Your muse roughly kisses mine.
My muse roughly kisses yours.
Your muse pins mine onto the ground.
My muse pins yours to the ground.
Your muse delivers beatings to mine.
My muse delivers beatings to yours.
Your muse breaks my muse’s arm.
My muse breaks your muse’s arm.
Mun chooses.
“Car–Carter don’t… why do all women start crying? Don’t cry. You don’t have to… you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”
“I think you mistake my annoyance with tears, Thompson, and I think it would be beneficial that you don’t generalise all women in the future.
Now, give me those.”
forced lunch break
imnotbucky imnotbucky
captainamericarogers: captainamericarogers
Had it been anybody else besides Bucky and Peggy, Steve would probably have been rather annoyed at this impromptu lunch break. Though Steve wasn’t going to deny the fact that he needed it. With the serum Steve stayed nearly constant hungry, it was easy to blur the lines of ‘serum hungry’ and ‘I actually haven’t eaten in a while hungry.’ Regardless the food tasted amazing on his taste buds, even if McDonalds was one of the worst thing. Him and Peggy didn’t do this nowhere near as often as they should, considering they were constantly working. Maybe Bucky would be able to help more with that.
Steve ate his food, observing and not wanting to spit food everywhere. He was also making sure that Peggy was eating and at least trying to relax. If anybody deserved a break it was definitely Peggy. In Steve’s opinion she worked way too hard, but if you tried to tell her that she would give you a lecture about how she didn’t work enough. Steve gave him a grin and casually shrugged his shoulders. “I’m eating aren’t I? Be lucky that I’m not complaining about what you got me.” He teased, even though there was nothing wrong with what Bucky had gotten him. His usual if he was going to be honestly. “Hey, I have to be prepared for anything. I’m like the SHIELD encyclopedia.”
Steve snorted at the comment Bucky made. Even before the war Steve was the one who mostly did the cooking whenever he wasn’t sick. “Well you know, I might actually be able to do that if we were all home at dinner time.” He commenting, making sure he glanced over at Peggy as she spoke. He raised his brow at her. While she was the perfect combination of innocent and suspicion, she was definitely up to something. “Peggy Carter, please tell me you’re not trying to sneak work in.”
Bucky knows the both of them far more than what they give him credit for, if he’s entirely honest with himself. He may not be over the top, or overly open about it, but he stores it all in his mind; saves it for a rainy day. Or for times like now, whilst he refuses to move from where he’s perched on the edge of Peggy’s desk, but enough to be in her way to continue working. There’s no chance of him moving until they’re finished either, because the moment he does, the moment Peggy will go back to work and completely defeat the point of him being there.
“Yeah, only because I forced you out of your office long enough to do so,” he drawls back, attention redirecting back towards Steve. He arches an eyebrow at him, dares him to try and argue with that. It’s the truth; Steve would be out of here in a minute, had it been anyone else. Bucky just uses that to his advantage, shamelessly. He rolls his eyes at his neck words, merely flicks another fry at him before shoving a cluster of them into his mouth. It’s not the most attractive thing he’s ever done, but he’s starving and it’ll stop Peggy from remarking that they need to stop bickering in her office. Next time, he’ll just make sure they use Steve’s instead—
He shrugs, knows this. He also knows that he’s in love with two workaholics, that neither of them will come home earlier than they need to because they’re that dedicated to their work. It’s something he’s always known, even back in the war. He can’t say he’s much different, but he’s trying to take a break following everything with The Winter Soldier. He can’t push himself too fast again, refuses to. “I’m always home, so I think you need to correct that remark.” He pauses, throws a look over his shoulder. “Yeah, she’s not very subtle. Never has been, either.”
Peggy may not have been annoyed at the fact that both of them had inserted themselves in her office, but she wasn’t particularly pleased about it either. If she’d been left alone, she might have been able to get home earlier. Despite her misgivings, though, Peggy was enjoying present company (she always did) and she observed the banter between Bucky and Steve with a slight smirk.
Turning her attention downwards to the files she was previously trying to focus on, she picked up a chip and nibbled on the end. Some of what the files were saying didn’t add up...perhaps she ought to investigate. She could already hear the moans and groans about it from both of her boys. Her attention only snaps back when Bucky and Steve notice that her attention is focused elsewhere.
“If you must know,” she snaps. “The information in the files and what I’ve been told do not corroborate so it’s a proper mystery and yes, I am, trying to work because if I get this done sooner, maybe I’ll be home for dinnertime a little bit sooner.”
She sighs, realising she hadn’t intended to sound so...so...irritated and she rubs her temples. She hates it when things don’t add up, and worse, she hates those that purposely lie to her.
“Apologies,” she mutters, shoving the papers away.
“Project Rebirth I guess you know what I’m talking about, since you were involved in it weren’t you? The super soldier thing, right?”
“...You’re reading Project Rebirth’s files? Why are you reading those? That project was scrapped after Steve...after the war.”
"Are you even listening to yourself?"
“As a matter of fact, yes, I AM, in fact, listening to myself. And I don’t think that I have to actually explain myself to you!”
“Nothing really, just reading files, to catch up with everything so I won’t be that lost if we get another case. Hating on the radio programs? They’re quite good.”
“Yes, of course.” If you like artistic liberty and the bastardization of what really happened. “Perhaps I can help. Which files are you reading?”
Send me a sentence for my muse's reaction
"Are you even listening to me?"
"Are you even listening to yourself?"
"Are you sure they won’t find out?”
"Are you sure this is legal?”
"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”
"Are you threatening me?"
"Be mine."
"Can you be anymore obvious?"
"Do I know you?"
"Do you love me?"
"Do you remember this?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Don’t go."
"Don’t let me die"
"Don’t look at me like that."
"Don’t make me beg.”
"Don’t you dare come near me!"
"Don’t you dare."
"Explain yourself."
"For you, I would _____"
"Give it back."
"Give me another chance."
"Have you ever even done this before?"
"How drunk are you right now?"
"I already regret this."
"I am not wearing that.”
"I can’t believe you missed that."
"I can’t do this anymore."
"I can’t even look at you."
"I could kill you!"
"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."
"I didn’t do it.""
"I didn’t know you could do that."
"I don’t want to look at you right now.”
"I guess this is goodbye.”
"I hate you."
"I have to go."
"I just want to cuddle."
"I know your secret.”
"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”
"I love you."
"I miss you so very much."
"I missed you."
"I need a drink."
"I need a hug."
"I never really loved you."
"I owe you."
"I think I broke it."
"I think I’m falling in love with you. "
"I think I’m forgetting something."
"I think it’s broken.”
"I trust you."
"I want to be yours."
"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”
"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."
"I’ll be there in five minutes.”
”This is really inappropriate.”
"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”
"I’m bad for you.”
"I’m dying."
"I’m going to be sick."
"I’m not speaking to you anymore."
"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."
"I’ve never heard that one before."
"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”
"Is that my shirt?"
"It was me"
"It’s so beautiful.”
"It’s time to choose.”
"Just five more minutes."
"Just go."
"Just leave me alone."
"Just let me die."
"Just relax."
"Just what did we do last night?"
"Kiss me you idiot."
"Kiss me."
"Like you even care."
"Little too late, don't you think?"
"Make me."
"Marry me?"
"My Parents don’t know"
"My parents know.""
"Never again."
"Nh, don’t be so rough!"
"No, that can’t be my baby."
"No! You can’t die on me now!"
"Obviously there is something between us."
"Of all the things i've heard, that hurt the most."
"Put it away.”
"Put your trousers on!"
"Put. The. Weapon. Down."
"Quiet, I am trying to think."
"Relax, I have a plan."
"Really?"
"Shut up and listen."
"Take responsibility."
"That isn’t mine."
"That looked easier on TV."
"That sounds painful."
"That was a bad plan."
"That’s mine!”
"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."
"They’re coming.”
"This seems familiar."
"This stays between us."
"Truth hurts, don’t it?"
"Unbelievable. I can't believe you right now."
"Very good, you had me fooled."
"Want to hear a secret?"
"We need to talk."
"We’re moving too fast.”
"Well that was unexpected."
"What are we doing here?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"What are you touching?"
"What are you?"
"What do you need?"
"What happened to you?"
"What have I done this time?"
"What if someone catches us?”
"What sort of noise was that?”
"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"
"What were you thinking?"
"Where are my clothes?"
"Where did you find this?"
"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”
"Where were you?"
"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”
"Why are you wearing that?"
"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."
"You could have died!”
"You could have killed someone!"
"You coward."
"You don’t need to be so gentle.”
"You drive me crazy!"
"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”
"You lied to me!"
"You mean everything to me."
"You owe me."
"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"
"You’re all out of ____."
"You’re an idiot.”
"You’re bad for me.”
"You’re dead to me."
"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"
"You’re really good at this…”
"You’re so weird.""
"You’re under arrest."
wxngman ;;
❝ i’ll keep that in mind——— call me sam. you makin’ me feel like my ol’man calling me mr wilson.
“And here I was thinking that it was proper addressing you by Mr. Wilson, Sam.”
ssragentjthompson ;;
“Lately, my job is the only thing I live for. And I prefer spending my friday nights working here than staying home staring at the ceiling while listening to the radio.”
“Well, anything is better than those rubbish radio shows that are going on. What are you working on, Agent Thompson?”
{ You have to be strong } Strength of heart will carry you through the hardest of trials
“Hm… I see. Well, in that case I think it’s nice to know at least one of you is doing something productive for the agency, since, you know, the others just stink at their job.”
“And what about you, Agent Thompson? What are you doing here so late? Don’t you have a life or other things to attend to?”
☀ ▍ ▎ ▏——— ❝ you sure about that?
“Oh, very certain, Mr. Wilson, as I’m sure you’ll find.”
when u send ur writing partner something super angsty and they start yelling at u
