#shieldedsoldier

[physicistastro]

@shieldedsoldier !!!

jane had truly done her best, but it was after eleven at night. way past the scientists usual bedtime. it had been a wild night out in the city to celebrate one of the top agents at shield's birthday, and upon the sound of more bottles of champagne popping and lots of screaming, she knew it was her queue to exit. darcy had fortunately found old friends and fellow interns to hang out with, so jane saw an opportunity to leave before things got too out of hand and took it. the scientist thinks about her warm, comfortable bed as she walks the wet, dewy back streets of new york, expertly cutting through a side alleyway. it’s then, she sees a sight that would no doubt mean her night was about to get sufficiently worse. she locks eyes with a male, the very male she had rejected only mere minutes ago back in the club. now, he stands alone, tall and smoking against the graffitied brick wall. “i thought i lost you in there.” he winks, the seedy smile indicating right there and then he was not going to leave her alone until she made herself more clear it seems. 

 “you didn’t, i just walked back to my boyfriend.” she stares him down, but continues walking forward. although he towers over her, she does not show any vulnerability. maybe she should be more cautious considering they’re practically alone in an alleyway, but alas she continues in her stride. “i don’t need to be smart to know captain america ain’t datin’ no lil lass like yourself.” he spits the words, and although she's irritated he caught her out on her lie, she does not show this. it wasn’t fair, she’d just pointed to the guy across the bar, how was she supposed to know it was the super solider? he reeks of alcohol, barely standing straight at this point... he then flicks the cigarette to the ground and makes a move to grab her arm, but she fortunately sees this coming and slaps him as hard as she can manage. its a hard strike, enough to sting her hand and have it turn red instantly, and he goes to grab her again. she dodges it, but looks up to see him with a closed fist ready to strike. he grabs her while she’s distracted and she struggles against his grip, attempting to kick him in the shin and closes her eyes, ready for impact but also calculating her next move. 

[wightwulf-a]

                                 ;; @shieldedsoldier -- cont.

For a second it almost felt like they were kids back in Brooklyn, getting into trouble -- just not so much trouble that Bucky’s mom ended up scolding them before telling Mrs. Rogers  ( that’s when they really knew they were in for it )  . The last few months have all been like this, but it still felt like it wasn’t enough. For Bucky, at least. He missed this kind of time with Steve when he was away ; the kind of time they had together when they were younger.

Brows raise slightly at the shields it seems Shuri’s made for him -- she was definitely getting creative. Certainly did with his arm  ( the gold was a little flashy but...still pretty cool )  . With a smirk, he teases with confidence,  “ Who says I’m gonna get into any binds? ”  Subconsciously he rolls his shoulder as he speaks, noticing how sore he still is  ( it’s only been a handful of days since the prosthetic was attached )  , but what catches his attention more is a slight hitch in the rotation -- he’ll have to tell Shuri about that one.

He notices how quickly the atmosphere shifts now. Bucky’s own light expression melts away as quickly as his friend’s does. Steve’s words certainly aren’t unexpected. He realizes Steve is just trying to be careful, but he almost wants to roll his eyes. Of course no one expects him to  ‘ drop everything ’  ; he’s pretty sure no one expected his recovery to even be possible. But it was something he wanted to do ; something positive. Naturally he fires back his remark and finds himself relieved when Steve smiles.

A chuckle and Bucky shakes his head lightly at his friend and mutters,   “ You’ll never change, will ya? ”  A smile breaks across his face and he takes a deep breath, sincerity entering his gaze :

      “ -- Wouldn’t mind doing something else. You know...             Whatever it is you guys...do. ”

Brow furrows jokingly and he pretends to seem confused before asking,   “ What is it you guys do again? ”

[shejedi-a]

❛ HAPPY BIRTHDAY , STEVEN ! a little bald eagle told me that your favorite is red velvet . ❜  

@shieldedsoldier

[marvelbuilt]

╰ @shieldedsoldier  for  a  starter from sharon  !

rumors  headlined  primetime  news  outlets.      rumors  that  could  only  be  confirmed  or  denied  by  those  who  witnessed  what  occurred.     the  rapture  ?    an  alien  virus  ?    she,  herself   had  witnessed  countless  agents   fall  to  dust.    but  no  one  really  knew.      &   after  losing  contact  with  fury  &  hill,     sharon  only  had  one  option            head  to  the  avengers  facility  upstate    &   wait.      last  she’d  heard,    forces  were  invading  wakanda    &   the  avengers  were  there.     who  ?    she  didn’t  know.     she  knew  steve,  wanda,  natasha   &  sam  were  in  hiding,    that  tony  had  disappeared  on  a  spaceship  leaving  the  atmosphere,   but  had  no  idea  who  was  in  wakanda.     but  her  answer   arrives   on  a  quinjet  landing  in  the  bay.    &   when  the  door  opens,   she  feels  herself  beginning   to  jog  to  the  jet,  practically  throwing  herself  into  all  too  familiar  arms.    ❝ you’re   alive , ❞   she  lets  out  a  sigh  of  relief  before  the  lets  the  reality  set  in  of  how  many  avengers  are  not  with  them.

[tenmech]

           dark eyes look up to the male in front of her, trying to be as deadpan as possible, as if he didn’t just have her pinned down with the metal shields on his arm. oksana had been quick to attack - purely because she was unaware of who the man was and what he was doing. all she saw was a potential threat. but now she knew who he was and all she could do was smirk.   ‘ what? are you going to kill me now, captain? ’

@shieldedsoldier

[bitxmx]

@shieldedsoldier  // continued

steve draws in deep breaths; consistent, one after the other. his hand is pressed against her shoulder, pinning her to the concrete wall with a little more force than necessary. it was not their first run in with each other but he was beginning to become exasperated with these particular games. he had been informed she was a threat but at this point, he was convinced she was more of a nuisance. that information must have come from an invalid source. perhaps this was her form of a special treatment. would it be considered better or worse that she’d rather toy with him as opposed to attacking     or whatever it was that she did. he didn’t know; not entirely sure if he even wanted to.

brows knit together at the conviction laced within her tone, blue hues glancing to his right where his shield was raised slightly in his hand. it cautiously lowers with the realization. he almost wishes what she said was false though the truth was that she posed no danger to him. not now. steve ignores her accusation for the time being. ❛ i only ever see you when you want somethin’. ❜ he murmurs, letting go of her shoulder before taking a step away from her. ❛ what is it this time, harley? ❜

     Being pinned against the wall was exactly what she would consider a great Friday evening. She knows the soldier is too good to hurt someone who’s only being annoying and not really evil. The whole crime thing had been left behind in favor of a more playful approach. She was a clown, after all! But not only that, she had also developed quite an strange relationship with America’s favorite Captain, not that she was complaining. It was fun, this Tom and Jerry life she was leading.

    She smirked listening to his answer. What did she want? Only to have some fun. That was her only goal every day when she woke up. What can I do today? She asked herself. More often than not it included following Steve around and messing up as much as she could, provoking the man until breaking point. “ I just want to know when will you cave in and do what you really want to do. ” Which was probably murder her, but it’s not like she had any love for her own life. At his lowering the shield, she used a little force to get away from the wall. It wasn’t an attack, or anything like that. “Sorry, sorry, don’t get antsy, something’s bothering me!” Utilizing this, she threw her arms around the soldiers shoulders. “ C’mon, you would miss me so much if I didn’t bother you at least once a week! Admit it! ”

[personatvs-archive]

@shieldedsoldier // things!!

        she stalks him. day in, day out, the black widow watches steve rogers like a HAWK. no longer captain america he is a man without borders, a NOMAD to the very cause. she knows this, yelena knows this well as her predecessor became one in the same. this wasn’t about her, however. this was something so much more.            she finds his safehouse, his contacts - though few and far between - she finds natalia off on some other mission, the life on the run intended to be for the former black widow. yelena follows every lead, gains every bit of intel until finally she finds the golden opportunity or so she thinks.                                     something’s different, and she worries that she’s been made.          every force of will keeps yelena on her toes, the desperate need to SURVIVE, the screaming idealism that haunts every step she takes, she’s a cat in a cradle and this new fangled glorified old treasure for american pastime is long past it’s due. she considers striking, but instead --------------------- she decides to wait just a little bit longer.                                      something doesn’t feel right.

[mademetal-a-blog]

@shieldedsoldier

the galaxy is beautiful ;  &  the  shield  can’t  take  her  eyes  off  of  it.  not  often  does  she  get  a  chance  to  ADMIRE  what  she  so  closely  coexists  with.  her  silver  robes  embrace  her  body  and  she  looks  like  a  statue  in  the  background  full  off  stars.  the  waiting  is  long  and  boring  as  the captain  spends  his  time  giving  a  report  to  the  general.  her  hand  reaches  out  to  touch  the  transparisteel.  steps  can  be  heard  around  her  but  she  doesn’t  move  an  inch.  it’s  EASY  to  recognize  her  charge,  the  captain.