Jackie

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[rainbowsuitcase]

Bilingual Ice, my beloved. Translating Polish idioms word for word, randomly switching languages when he's tired around people he feels comfortable with, calling things Polish terms because they fit better, and getting frustrated when no one understands and there's not a good enough English equivalent.

Slider has known him long enough that he understands what he's trying to say and just nods along, he basically has A1 level Polish at this point, and he's helping Mav learn all the Ice-isms.

Ice who swears in Polish when the situation really calls for it. One time, a lieutenant walked to his office and overheard him muttering God knows what - didn't understand a word, only that it sounded so fucking angry that he figured his request can wait.

Ice who, as is the age old curse, forgets words sometimes, and Mav would never dare make fun of him for it, unless he's really desperate for something to deflect with.

Like when Ice is yet again lecturing him on how he should drive his own damn bike, except this time it's kind of different, because Ice sounds genuinely worried, more than before, and it's a hell of lot harder to just dismiss him.

But then Ice shuts up in the middle of a sentence. He's taken a quick breath to continue angrily, says, "You need-!" and then nothing. He opens his mouth on a word that isn't coming and Mav really needs a way out of here, so he dares to smile.

"I need to what?"

"Odpierdol się," Ice mutters, which is a phrase Mav is more than familiar with. Fuck off.

A saving grace, for both of them, probably, comes in the form of Slider casually strolling through the door. He lifts an eyebrow at the two of them standing in the middle of the room, and Ice huffs as he gives up on trying to remember the word he wants on his own.

"Slider," he says, still somehow keeping up the exasperated tone he was using on Mav. "Kask."

Slider grins wide. "He's yelling at you to wear a helmet again, huh?"

Ice throws his hands up. "He might not be so lucky the next time he crashes!"

"You crashed?"

Oh no, this is not working out the way Mav wanted it to, at all. "I didn't!" he tries to defend himself. "I just got scraped!"

"You fell off the bike!" Ice reminds him rudely. "You need to wear- the goddamn thing!"

Mav grabs onto the slightest hesitation in his voice like a drowning man scrambling for the last inch of the rope. "You mean the helmet?"

"Yes! The fucking helmet!"

Mav looks to Slider for help, truly a last ditch attempt, but he just shakes his head. "You really should, you know."

[herecomesthegays]

please rb if you ship both Sambucky and Bucktommy (I'm curious to see how many of us are there)

[hh-jackie]

I love you, buddy.

[hh-jackie]

Captain America: New World Order (2025) - Review ???

So... I watched a Marvel Cinematic Universe movie in theatre on release day in the year of our lord 2025. Unbelievable.

I grew up watching the MCU. For the longest time, my whole entire being was defined by my love for the MCU and its characters. My dad was the one to show me Iron Man (2008) when I was a kid. Captain America: The First Avenger (2011) has a pretty special place in my relationship with my boyfriend. I met my best friend because of our shared love for The Avengers (2012). I remember bringing a teddy bear with its paw wrapped up in tinfoil to watch Captain America: Civil War (2016) in the theatre. I watched Avengers: Endgame (2019) alone, in a strange town, during my first year of university.

And then, I stopped. With all of my heroes dead or retired, I mourned the end of an era in my life. I didn't care enough to watch any of the following movies or most of the shows. I only watched Hawkeye (2021), because I've always been a Hawkeye kinnie, and The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (2021), because Sam and Bucky were pretty much the only characters whose stories I still wanted to follow. I was somewhat aware of the events that took place in the MCU as a whole, because I still existed in various fandom spaces.

So, because I love Sam Wilson, on Valentine's Day 2025, I went to see Captain America: New World Order.

To put it briefly, I loved it.

The following review(-ish?) is my opinion.

*SPOILERS AHEAD*

I did NOT expect to enjoy this movie this much. I'd been disconnected from the MCU and the fandom for years now. I am perfectly aware that I was missing some of the deeper context for this movie. That didn't ruin it for me.

Captain America: New World Order was so fun!

Before I say anything more, I have to say that I loved Bucky's appearance, no matter how brief (Sebastian Stan, you liar <3). I love Sam. I love that he's strong and capable but that he's also aware that he's not a super soldier and has his weaknesses. He's human, and he want's to do right by everyone. And man, do I love Joaquin. I genuinely cried when he got injured. He was such a joyful addition to the movie, and his dynamic with Sam is incredibly enjoyable.

Also, if I had a penny for every time I watched Danny Ramirez fly next to F-18s in a movie, I would have two pennies, which isn't a lot, but it's funny that it happened twice in a relatively quick succession.

The main gripe I have with this movie is Sam's plot armour (and his indestructible magic suit). I'm glad that he wasn't seriously injured, but next to some pretty fantastical concepts, Sam's immunity to being punched and stabbed, and having his skull crushed, is crossing the line of suspended disbelief just a little bit. Same goes for the completely indestructible, magical, wings capable of slicing fighter jet wings without having it affect Sam in any way.

Sam and Joaquin prevent a world war, save the new president of the United States, and come out mostly unscathed from events that should've killed them. Sam learns that he's enough. Joaquin learns that he's enough. They live happily ever after.

Future Congressman James Buchanan Barnes? Sorry, I don't buy it. But eh, I'll take it, especially since it meant seeing Bucky dressed sharp.

The new "ex-widow" is likeable.

The movie draws from plot lines long forgotten by the MCU, but it doesn't feel clunky or forced. It brings back some old characters, but their presence makes sense.

*END OF SPOILERS*

Anyway, I'm writing this whole post just to say that I love Sam. I love Joaquin. I can't wait to see more of them in the future.

And if anyone here role-plays as any of the characters that appear in this movie, hit me up?

[hh-jackie]

I've just finished my binge watch of The Orville (courtesy of YouTube shorts force-feeding me clips of it for the past week), and it has instantly become a comfort show for me. I'm already rewatching it from the beginning.

There is no point to this post other than to officially announce to anyone that wants to hear it that I am in love with this show.

[billytoots]

Barton my beloved. I'm so happy they have the Freefall skin in Rivals, it's so good. But please... the hearing aids... rereading all the comics and rewatching all the shows rn that includes 7 seasons of SHIELD

[hh-jackie]

Bucktommy and Sea of Light? This sounds so interesting! <3

Here’s the funny thing, there are actually two fics with this title. I suppose whichever one I manage to complete first will be the one that gets the title in the end. I’ll give you both.

The title is for a OneRepublic song, and the line goes “I'm in a sea of lights and all that I can see is you.”

1. Started right after we got the teaser for Buck and Tommy’s awkward date (before it aired, so nobody knew it was about Buck pretending they were just hanging out as friends). The general idea was that Buck was just awkward during the date, and he thought Tommy wouldn’t want to see him again after that, so he texts Tommy. That draft has 1.6k words at this point. Here’s a snippet:

Thirty-nine minutes.

Buck taps the screen of his phone and unlocks it to re-read for what may well be the millionth time his own words, in which he’s wholeheartedly apologising to Tommy, providing the most pathetic of excuses, because performance anxiety has never been something he truly needed to concern himself with, and promising to deliver next time, if it ever happens. He’s almost begging Tommy to give him another chance, preferably not out in public, because he’d hate to provide Tommy with yet another miserable experience.

If only he could have Tommy alone in the safety of his loft again, maybe he could make a better impression.

The phone dings.

Buck almost jumps in his spot. His heartbeat speeds up so much it becomes uncomfortable, but he wastes no time on finding his breath before checking the notification.

2. This idea is what I feel fits the title more. Tommy and Buck spend the two days off they have together, in Buck’s loft, during a heatwave, with a broken AC unit, so it’s all shorts and open (if any) shirts.

The idea was to have it from Buck’s POV as he looks at Tommy in the golden light of the setting sun coming in through the windows, a lot of descriptions of Tommy being absolutely gorgeous before smut ensues. I swear I had the file somewhere, but I cannot find it!

Thank you for the ask 🩷

[hh-jackie]

Doing this without being tagged, because I need motivation to write, so here’s my own tag-less wip title game!

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag as many people as you have WIPs. People send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

I’m dividing them by fandom for everyone’s sake.

9-1-1:

1. BuckTommy - Romcom

2. BuckTommy - Sea of Lights

Top Gun (1986 & 2022):

1. HangBob - College AU

2. HangBob - Deaf Bob AU

3. HangBob - FWB

4. HangBob - Ranch AU

5. IceMav - College Dorm AU

Twisters (2024):

1. TylerKate - Tornado Wrangler (Rollercoaster)

Not tagging anyone either. I stole it from someone, so go ahead and steal it as well!

[hh-jackie]

Physical touch is not Buck’s love language. It’s Tommy’s.

Yes, Buck craves and thrives on physical affection, but it’s not his primary means of expressing his feelings. On the other hand, Tommy can hardly keep himself from touching Buck. His open palm rests on the small of Buck’s back whenever they walk side by side, and that’s only if they’re not already holding hands. His hands brush against Buck’s hips whenever he walks by or bracket Buck’s waist when he needs to squeeze past Buck in the tiny bathroom at the loft. Whenever they kiss, at least one of Tommy’s arms is wrapped around Buck to keep him close. Sometimes, Tommy’s other hand will rest on the back of Buck’s neck. When they make out on the couch and Buck is seated in Tommy’s lap, Tommy’s hands eagerly grip his thighs and ass. When Buck falls asleep with his head in Tommy’s lap, Tommy’s fingers rake through his hair. Tommy’s arms hold Buck when they cuddle in bed and when they sleep, Buck’s back pressed against Tommy’s chest. Tommy’s hands sneak under Buck’s shirt to distract him when he’s at the stove, cooking a late breakfast for them on a lazy Sunday morning. Tommy’s lips press to Buck’s forehead, his eyelids, his cheeks, the tip of his nose, his mouth at every opportunity, whether it’s to greet Buck or thank him, or soothe him, or cheer him up, or apologise, or to say goodbye. Tommy’s fingers press against Buck’s sore muscles after a long shift.

Buck’s love languages are quality time and acts of service. Buck makes Tommy prepare dinner with him, so they can dance around the kitchen and sing, using wooden spoons as microphones, and get each other dirty with flour and whatnot. Then, once they’re done eating and cleaning, he lovingly packs the leftovers for Tommy to take to work the next day for a mid-shift lunch. He puts Tommy’s house keys back where they belong, making sure Tommy doesn’t have to look for them when he’s in a rush. Whenever Tommy falls asleep on the couch while reading (like the old man he is), Buck puts a bookmark in before putting the book away and gently takes off Tommy’s glasses before directing Tommy to bed. After the first few, he plans nearly all of their dates (Tommy doesn’t let him have 100% but he’s close). He invites Tommy to restaurants they’ve never been to, so they can try the food. He takes Tommy to see the latest movies. He brings Tommy to family events, dinners, hangouts, game nights. He learns about all of Tommy’s interests, so they can share them.

They complete each other. For Buck, Tommy is the stability in the chaos of everyday life. For Tommy, Buck is the spark that keeps his inner fire burning.

[hh-jackie]

ON REPEAT TAG GAME

Rules: shuffle your 'on repeat' playlist and post the 10 first tracks, then tag 10 friends to do the same.

Tagged by the lovely @salty-autistic-writer 🩷

1. Steal My Thunder by Conner Smith & Tucker Wetmore

2. I Loved Her First by Heartland

3. Bad Liar by Imagine Dragons

4. Where the Wild Things Are by Luke Combs

5. Run by OneRepublic

6. Trying Not to Love You by Nickelback

7. Fallen Angel by Three Days Grace

8. Hold Me by Only the Poets

9. Yggdrasil by Brothers of Metal

10. Angels Fall by Breaking Benjamin

Tagging @leiazsolo and @sagasimon 🩷🩷🩷. I know you love me.

[hh-jackie]

Buck and Tommy attend a “family dinner” at Maddie and Chim’s place, where the Buckley parents are also present. Buck is tense the whole evening, but he does a decent job of concealing it. Still, Tommy knows. Every now and then, he sneaks his hand down under the table to give Buck’s thigh an encouraging squeeze, to let him know he’s got support.

For the most part, Margaret and Philip behave. Tommy engages them in a polite conversation as they all eat, talking about his life and career. They’re very much impressed by his stories from his days in the army, and they don’t make their opinions about the nature of his relationship with their son (which they don’t actively disapprove of but find rather strange) known.

Everything seems fine but every now and then, Margaret will make a rather backhanded mean-spirited comment about Buck, as if reminding Tommy that her son is prone to hurting himself and thus attention-seeking, that he has a tendency to overthink things and panic about the smallest of issues, or that he’s generally a lot to put up with.

Several times, Tommy corrects her gently and diverts her attention by adjusting the topic of their conversation, until he’s had it with her rudeness when she once again points out one of Buck’s flaws.

Tommy pauses, placing his knife and fork down, and looks at her with poorly masked disgust.

“I love him anyway,” he says and turns his attention back to the remaining food on his plate, not even noticing the effect he’s had on everyone present, because he used the exact words Buck had once directed at his parents. He barely realises that he’s just confessed his love for Evan.

Once they’re back home, having spent most of the drive in comfortable silence, with Tommy’s hand resting on Buck’s thigh and Buck’s own hand covering it, Tommy notices the glassy look in Buck’s eyes. Once he points it out, asking what’s wrong, Buck laughs happily through the tears and proceeds to explain the sheer impossibility of the situation happening exactly as it did.

They spend the night together and even though Buck isn’t ready to say the L-word out loud just yet, he makes sure that Tommy knows how he feels nonetheless.