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@metalarmmantm 

Evan was not invited to the SIS Gala...

Buck is an introverted old man who refuses to go, so they can hang out

“I mean let’s get a pizza...”

[ofgunsandlipstick]

@metalarmmantm wanted a cuddly Peggy

She sighs,turning her head to smile sleepily at Bucky. “Your hair is mussed,” she informed him, voice still gravelly with sleep.

[brooklynmadetm]

@metalarmmantm liked for a mobile starter

“ god buck, did’ya ever think this is how things would end up for us? “

[hellfireandice]

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“ Shhh, ” she managed through her giggles, patting the air around him. “ It’s gonna be great. ”

[osinyy]

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Nadia smoothed out the rumpled, wrinkled letter for what felt like the millionth time. It had come more than a week ago. She knew she should respond, she had to respond. She owed her soulmate that much at least. Truth be told, though, she was scared. With everything she’d been through, with her baggage, her issues? No one should want to be hers. But there he was, not even an entire area code away. At least if his number was anything to go by.

Her gut was roiling with something much larger than butterflies as she clutched her phone in shaking hands. She hadn’t been this nervous since... well, ever. Escaping the Academy hadn’t even been this hard. There she was, CEO of a Fortune 500 company, with a damned script for the call. At least the first part.

Raking her fingers roughly through her hair, Nadia took a steeling breath and dialed. Whether he picked up or not, she knew what she’d say.

“Hello, James? I got your letter. I know we’ve never spoken before, but you set your number and...” She took another breath. “Do you want to meet? And yes, it’s your name, too.”

[tsariiina-a]

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Natasha can hold her breath for twenty minutes and thirty four seconds. She has scared quite a few people. including Clint, while proving this. 

Rock climbing is probably Natashas favourite sport. She will spend more  money on rock climbing gear then she will on makeup or anything else cosmetic related. 

Although she owns a lot of sports cars, Natasha has a few classic cars in her possession as well. While they are up to date, she hardly drives them. 

Natasha prefers pretzels and popcorn over potato chips. 

[battlesthatmatter]

@metalarmmantm replied to your post: You have too many Bucky doppelgängers hanging...

They’re just jealous that Rogers’ milkshake brings all the Bucks to the yard.

“I mean, milkshakes ain’t bad, but slushies are far superior.”

[marvelsior]

@metalarmmantm wanted a plotted starter with SARAH

The Winter Soldier. The man who haunted her nightmares for years. The man in another universe who murdered her best friend in cold blood. Sarah had learned over these last couple years that this man was not, in fact, the Winter Soldier. At least....there was a difference. James Buchanan Barnes and the Soldier were two completely separate entities. Just as Jean and the Phoenix were before her and Sarah and The Oracle were currently. 

Bucky wasn’t the monster she always imagined.

So here she was, it was late 2012 and she’d been researching Barnes’ whereabouts for months at this point. She found him in a warehouse, having sensed his mind return from HYDRA’s brainwashing before she headed out. Blue eyes trained on the soldier before her until she locks gazes with him. This wasn’t the monster that murdered Steve in her universe, this was Bucky. Bucky, who was absolutely terrified, scarred for life...he needed help. The redhead kept her hands where he could see them, approaching the man slowly as her powers kept the doors around them closed. Mostly to keep HYDRA out, but also to keep Bucky nearby should he bolt. “Sergeant Barnes? Bucky Barnes? I’m Sarah, I’m a friend....” the words came out before she could stop them, the young woman swallowing a lump in her throat before she spoke once more. “I came to help you. My father served with you in World War 2. Do you remember a James Howlett? Went by Logan?”