#scinglives

[ofinfinitedreams]

For @scinglives Continued from here (x)

"It's not wrong at all." Ben smiled as he stood up from the car he was working on, he always loved it when Teresa came to see him at work. It was a nice break and well a welcome distraction. "In fact I'd be rather insulted if you said you didn't want to kiss me right now. If you ignore the fact that I'm all sweaty."

Teresa loved to surprise Ben at work. In her mind, there’s honestly nothing sexier than seeing him work hard, underneath a car. All that grease and sweat looked good on him. With a cheeky smile etched upon her features, chuckling softly at his words as her eyes sparkled full of mischief. The brunette hummed softly as she sauntered closer towards him. Her hands reached for his overalls. “Mmm. It all adds to your charm,” she muttered as she inched closer her lips a hair’s breadth apart before she closed the distance, capturing his lips in a kiss with ardor, expressing how much she’s missed him. Pulling away breathlessly she questioned hopefully, "Your lunch break is soon, right?"

[myxtorturedxheart]

starter for @scinglives

"I died once. Last year." Buck didn't talk about it often, usually pretending it had never happened, but something about them had him wanting to tell them. "I was struck by lightening, spent a week in a coma."

[sweetsirenitas]

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Solymar got the car to the shop, it was a rather terrifying drive over. The care made a bunch of sounds and pops as she bumped down the road before pulling in and parking the car. She let out a deep exhale, not realizing she had been holding her breath as she sunk lower in her seat. She pushed her sunglasses up for a moment before she spotted Benjamin.

She waved before she made a grand gesture towards the automobile. "And take a look at this beauty." She said wiggling her fingers before she straightened up. "So, do you think you'll be able to help me get it in shape, get new parts and stuff..." she nodded trying to hide any sound of fear that she maybe in over her head.

[marvelousmysteries]

@scinglives continued from here: (x)

Aleksandra stuck her tongue out at Steve but accepted the coat.

"Thanks, Steve." If it had been anyone else, she might have made a smart ass remark, but Steve was like a second father to her, and he was giving her his coat.

"Won't you be cold, though?"

[steven-g-rogers]

// Closed starter for @scinglives

The world was a mess after the final battle with Thanos. It was bad when he'd snapped his fingers and everyone had turned to dust. Children were found locked in their homes with no parents to look after them. House fires started all over where people had been cooking and then suddenly vanished. Planes had dropped out of the air. And everyone had to adjust to the world having lost people.

Steve had been sure he was doing the right thing bringing everyone back. The universe was living with a massive group trauma and he thought it might heal it. He hadn't taken into account how many people would now be displaced because their families had sold their homes and moved away. He hadn't thought of all the couples who'd had a partner disappear that had moved on only to have them return again. He hadn't considered the custody battles of children who had been adopted only to have their biological parents return. It was messy and it was ugly, but he'd help try to fix it.

He'd been working non-stop since the battle. He'd managed to secure pardon's for everyone involved in the battle at the German Airport. He had found an apartment in Brooklyn that was small, but big enough for him and Bucky. And he'd even managed to furnish it. Sparsely. But it was furnished. Now he was going to help his best friend try to find his place in this new world.

He led Bucky into the living room and looked at him expectantly. "I know it's not much," he said. "But what do you think?"

[fanpandemonium]

Comfort

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So much had happened since Thanos. Wanda had lost everything. Gained something. And then lost it all again. Her boys were gone. Vision was gone. She was alone.

Alone, nearing winter in Alaska. It was a cold November with snow already lightly coating the ground. Her cabin was kept warm by magic.

Surely her boys were out there. Somewhere. Souls could be created but not destroyed. So where were they?

Feeling the presence of someone coming, someone familiar, she moved to the door, and looked out to see James Barnes.

"You must be cold. Come inside."

[satvns]

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muse: alexandria 'alex' somers. mid-thirties. bisexual. she/her. pediatrician.

"oh ..―hey," she said abruptly to the familiar stranger sitting beside her at the bar who she vaguely could remember his name from their rather awkward first and only date. "if i knew any better i'd say you were stalking me," she joked for a moment as sipped on her glass of wine. "you're one of the groomsmen, right? um, malcolm, was it?"

[bitterdeathtoswallow]

A Silent Promise

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It had been a silent unspoken promise when they were kids that they would stick together. Best friends don't abandon one another. So...now...so many years later and with the chance to have a wife and family...Steve returned to Bucky.

He gasped as he returned to the present, falling forward as he tripped over something and crashing into Bucky.

"Shit. Sorry."

He chuckled.

"Must have new feet. But hey, I got that dance."

And he let her go.