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closed / steve and bucky.

" you know, i never took you for a dog person. ” to steve, they always seemed to have higher intelligence than any other animal. how else would it have strayed from the leash and ran over to the one person staring down it’s owner from across the park? it wasn’t like steve to not have anything to say to bucky, all his life he had felt like all he wanted to do was say things. maybe that’s where his loyalty for him had come from, always wanting him around. when steve had left, he needed to be away for the moment, he had always planned on keeping in contact but something always seemed to be wrong with these stupid cell towers, never giving him the chance to. scratching behind the dog’s ear, he smiles a bit, eyes flickering towards his best brooklyn friend. “ you think he may be able to sniff out super soldiers? he may be an enemy to us if he could. may have to keep him away from fury. ”

@runningtm​.

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fifty years echoes in her head as she looks away, her gaze arbitrarily fixated on one of the trees in the yard nearby. that was exactly why she had stepped away from that world. “ i’ve been taking it day by day as well. i’m actually studying architecture.. i’m not sure where that’s gonna take me but it’s something new and exciting that i’m really enjoying. ” truthfully, storm had always seen herself settling down in a bustling city with a lot going on but when she had heard about black creek, she knew it was the perfect place to escape to. “ they’re actually not, but i wanted to get out of my comfort zone. ” she grins.

" architecture... ” he couldn’t help the grin formed, something he hadn’t meant to do. was he too old for school? did he even have any interest in any of that now? steve had felt just as lost as he did as that scrawny kid from brooklyn who couldn’t make it to the war. just as lost as he felt when he had parted ways with bucky when only one of them got to go. “ that why you left in such a hurry? to study architecture? ” he figured bringing up their lack of communication as a joke would be better than confronting it head-on but as soon as the words had left his mouth, he wished he could take it all back in.

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closed / steve and wanda.

the last time he had seen her was at tony’s funeral among the people who probably didn’t belong there, including him. he had always seen himself in wanda, a person who willingly allowed their countries to treat them like guinea pigs for the sake of winning a war. hands deep in his pockets as blue eyes watch her from the outside of the town cafe, gathering up the nerve of what exactly to say. it wasn’t like retirement came with a handbook on how to approach your ex-team members after all that they’ve lost. the bell sounds just as he gains confidence, a hand moving from his pocket to attempt and make a hand motion. “ into small towns too? ” he speaks, a small grin resting onto usual serious features.

@cosmiicsunshine​.

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open, nancy and...?

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dallas strolls over to the empty table closest to the counter and downs some more of his coffee. he’s intrigued by this girl as most of the ones that he has conversations with for this long have either tried to jump his bones or told him to piss off already. “oh, have i ? ” he asks with a small smirk, chuckling slightly. “ sorry, like i said earlier, the whole manners thing, y’know… ” it’s just like dallas to make a simple conversation so long and drawn out. he finds irking people’s nerves to be quite fun.

undoing her apron, nancy tucks it away behind the counter, taking a seat in front of him from another table. “ you have actually. i think if you keep it up i may have to name you myself. i’m thinking... chester. sounds old man enough seeing as you’re probably older than i am in actual years. ” it still had come as a shock to nancy that if none of this happened, she’d be fifty three right now. “ so, chester. is not having manners your thing or something? i imagine it gives you very little score or no points in life at all. ”

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open, nancy and...?

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“still missing a few people.” he was a little downcast about that, clearly. he didn’t mention any names, but thoughts raced through his head; including names of those that still hadn’t apparently appeared. he chose to offer some semblance of concern, though, “we’ve got time, they’ll show up so don’t worry about it. but, nancy, do you remember how you wound up here?” he thought he did but, it was so ODD that she and the other kids were here that he had to ask. he had previously believed that she and damn near everyone else was still in hawkins. but, of course, they couldn’t stay put for long. “wait, she’s older now?” that didn’t make sense. he hadn’t aged and nancy looked just about the same as the last time he’d seen her, he was sure of it. “huh. i don’t know how that could be.” maybe he was just a little upset that he’d missed a chunk of her life but, better than being dead.

being thought dead, hopper was the only one out of the loop. she could relate, given how she wasn’t an original member of the party, only joining once barb had gone missing. she was glad she did though, having a family for life was better than having no family. and nancy knew all about having no family. “ well, i remember going to steve’s house for... the details aren’t important but i remember going to knock on his door and i just vanished. woke up here a few hours later. ” the petite girl shrugs, almost as if it were a normal situation. everything had to be normal to someone who saw a mind flayer, it wasn’t like she had much room to be surprised anymore. “ well when you died, el moved with the byers here. the only thing is, in el’s mind she moved three years ago. in mine, she moved just a few days before i went missing. it’s all really... something. we’ve been investigating it though so hopefully we can gather more answers. ”

[nancywheelersource]

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@fidclium.

[tvdversegifs]

Hope Mikaelson in Legacies (S02E03)

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“yes..” she can’t help the grin that appears on her face. “in a small town making my hair float.” she says slowly, laughing at just how ridiculous this all was. storm had heard about the wars and thanos, but had left that life behind after she moved to black creek. her eyebrows furrow at his words — ones that she never thought she would hear the captain america say. “you gave up the shield?” she’s looking at him now and that’s when it all clicks. the person who’s standing in front of her is steve rogers, not the leader of the avengers that she was so familiar with. she realizes that he’s here for the very same reasons that she is and her surprise at his appearance lessens.  “it’s very shocking. so what do you plan to do with yourself?” she’s relieved that the conversation has been positive so far.

" retirement, munroe. i’ve been at this for over fifty years, i don’t really know how to go around not being captain america. ” a soft laugh is heard, admiring the sky where her electric current had floated up to. between her and wanda, he was sure he’d never be anything but impressed. they were a force and a beautiful one at that. “ i guess i’m just taking it day by day. trying to figure out life without a shield or a war to be won. what about you? ” steve’s life had been an neverending battle from trying to rescue bucky from himself, fighting side by side with the avengers and in an actual war to not finding what to do with himself. everything he had been passionate about was now fixed. nothing was left for him to do. “ i never thought small towns would be your thing. ”

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open, nancy and...?

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“ as a matter of fact, i do know that. ” he grins at the girl before raising an eyebrow at her. the eighties were twenty years after his time, although it had been easy for him to tell that she definitely wasn’t from his decade. “ they couldn’t have done you better with somethin’ like lucy ? at least that’s got a little bit of spunk to it. ” he chuckles and takes a sip of his now lukewarm coffee. “ you sound disappointed. if you want me to stay all ya have to do is ask.” it’s not like he had anywhere to be anyway. “ if you haven’t noticed, doll, ‘not so nice’ doesn’t scare me. ”

she pauses for a moment, debating her choices. the shop had been empty, courtsey of working in a small town and customer being at their own work place. she’d enjoy the company, the very distracting company even if she was sure he would make her want to pull on the roots of her own hair the entire time. it was worth a shot, making friends outside of her own party. sometimes she felt like she needed a break from ex boyfriends and mind flayers. he might have been it or whoever else walked through the door next. “ i mean, you don’t have to take your things to go. there’s plenty of seats, it’s always dead here for around an hour and a half until lunch time. we can talk about how you’ve remained nameless throughout this entire conversation. ” 

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“luna lovegood,” she repeated, giving him a small wave. it was odd. everyone in the wizarding world recognized her surname. after all, her father was the editor for ‘the quibbler’ – something she was very proud of him for. “sodapop?” she questioned, a bright grin tugging on her lips. “that’s so cute… soda, isn’t that a fizzy drink?” she questioned, each word she spoke slipped out slowly.

" uh, just the pop part. ” unless, suddenly, after all these years, people were calling pop soda pop. he would be screwed if that were the case. “ luna lovegood seems like a good name to have. unique. i guess our parents had the same thing in mind when naming us. ”

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her mind wanders back to the sequence of events that led up to her moving to black creek. the battles, her divorce, her breakdown — everything that she had tried so damn hard to forget. “ I am completely out of it. ” she responds, the awkwardness of this conversation eating away at her. “this is me completely out of it.” she says softly, pushing her hair that had just been sparking with lightning behind her ears. “ i never expected to see you here.. you tired of saving the world ? or do you intend on being mr. fix-it-all right here in black creek ? ” she cracks a small smile hoping to break up some of the tension between the two of them. 

" what? in a small town making your hair float? ” he cracks the tiniest smile, wandering back to the moment they had first met. he had been in a war against tony who was now dead and natasha stuck in the middle, just wanting peace and harmony. both dying for what they believed was right but yet so avoidable if they had played their cards right. " well, munroe, the whole point of retirement is to pick a nice little place to settle in and not give yourself a hard time. ” she hadn’t known. of course she hadn’t. being out of the loop meant he had to relive those memories all over again, something he wasn’t sure he was quite ready for. “ i passed the shield down to sam wilson and went my own way. it was about time. when you’re with the avengers for as long as i’ve been they kind of become too much to handle. i think i was going stir crazy. ” he half-heartedly jokes, a tilt of his head as he redirects his gaze so it’d land on anything but her. “ plus, no need for a superhero team if we defeated thanos. there’s no more wars to fight. shocking, i know. ” 

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“ apparently not, should i start callin’ you old man sodapop now ? ” tone is teasing and light as he leaned against the tree. eyes move back to the elder male, taking the cigarette from behind his ear and placing it in his mouth. “ i was just comin’ back from work, i work down at the drive-in.” slim fingers reach for the lighter in his pocket, lighting the cigarette before taking a drag. 

" oh you’re real funny, johnny boy. hilarious. ” sodapop couldn’t help the goofy grin on his face because despite the pain and traumatic memories, it’s all he had left. “ the drive-in? you ain’t never lettin’ go of the past, are ya? or that ridiculous vice you got there. ” soda had never quite understood the gang and their need to have a stick every other minute. maybe because darry himself never smoked any and then passed it onto his brothers. they reeked and girls never liked it. “ you know what you need? a lecture about those sticks by darry curtis. ”

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she was going to thank him, thank him for what he had done. then she just woke up here? in some weird town he had no idea existed until two weeks ago, in this town that she had been in for six months. he had to blink a few times, still trying to process everything that was happening, it was all too weird to him. “ you just… you woke up here ? and have no memory of how you got here ? nance, that’s really strange. i didn’t even know this place existed until i got a lead that you might be here and now it turns out el is here too and OLDER. i just – i need to know what’s going on here. it’ll drive me crazy until i figure it out and we both know i’m not the best at figuring things out. ” there’s a small laugh and quick nod when she asks for a hug. within seconds, the male is crossing over the counter and arms are swooping down to wrap around her waist. “ i didn’t think i would see you again either, but i’m so glad i found you. ” words are soft and eyes shut as he embraces her hug. god, did he miss her.

" i missed you too. ” the sheer delicacy of sincere words, taking in the warmth of familiar arms. one’s she’s thought of being in for over six months. she allows herself to melt into him, something hawkins nancy would have never allowed herself to do. “ steve... ” she manages to let out in a low murmur, wondering how’d they get themselves out of this mess. to return home to their families, to their other friends. “ i’m glad you found me but i wish you hadn’t. this place is a dead end... you can’t go past the posts. something happens. ” nancy parts the hug, staring into brown hues with her guilty ones. god, if she had just sucked up her feelings when they were together she wouldn’t have had to be on his doorstep that night and end up here. she had ruined everything without even meaning to, all because she was the most hesitant person on the planet. “ i... i don’t know what happens i just know it’s not worth checking out. all i know is that none of us can leave. ” 

[evansensations]

Chris Evans as Steve Rogers in Avengers: Infinity War (2018)

[laheymccall]

He’s not my boyfriend.

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steve. she was sure that he had no idea that he was one of the reasons that she had decided to move to black creek. she never expected to see him again, especially not in the place that she had moved to to actively flee from him and everything that he reminded her of. there are a million thoughts racing through her head and she doesn’t know what to say. she stands there with her lips slightly parted and her eyes slightly widened, not able to control her surprised expression. a small part of her wants to hug him — seeing a familiar face was far more exciting than she had thought it would be. but the larger part of her is too embarrassed. “steve…..” she trails off, her eyes avoiding his gaze. “hi.” she says simply, although she knows that’s nowhere near enough to avoid the conversation that she knew was coming.

a change in his demeanor, one that reads him copying her awkwardness. he hadn’t meant to, steve just always seemed to read energy from someone else and respond to it sharply. it always seemed to be deemed a pro more so than a con, well, at least he had thought so until this very moment. finding himself trying to find a pocket to dig his hands in, he eventually lets them hang freely, a chuckle escaping his lips that read that he was tense. careful not to step on toes as he eyes her, trying to read her mind as if it were an ability the serum had given him. “ hi, ” he responds back, almost too quickly as he does his best to look away, trying his best to regain some of his newfound confidence. it seemed to have fled the second she had said his name. “ crazy seeing you here. i thought you were halfway across the country by now. or you know... completely out of it. given the fact i haven’t received a phone call or anything. ”

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hope & el.

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she was stirring from last night’s events. veins. the word trickled into her mind, and like a sickness, it refused to relent. veins, veins, veins. what was hope? and what was she doing in black creek? her stomach felt like an empty pit, anxiety tangled up in her insides. she hurt. el had heard nancy when she had said to let the problem come to them. she had heard, and understood. part of her agreed, even. why make it their problem, when it wasn’t yet? the brunette then remembered hopper, losing him. she remembered feeling lost and desolate, and thinking that if they had only figured out what was going on before that thing had gotten to billy, before it had already gotten such a grip on the people of hawkins, maybe they could have spared themselves of so much pain. el turned on the faucet to her sink, settling inside of the bathtub in her bathroom. she tightened her bandana around her eyes, shutting them, losing herself in concentration until she was there. she saw her, hope. she was sitting on a couch, watching a television set. she looked comfortable. el was certain that would probably change. walking over to her, she kneeled next to the couch, settling in. the brunette’s eyes drifted to the screen, familiar faces appearing. hope was watching criminal minds? taking a deep breath, the girl finally spoke, eyes not leaving the TV. what are you? she glanced up at her, waging her reaction. you never answered me.

the art of human sociopaths were interesting to say the least, at least to someone born to a family of sociopathic vampires, hope had always wondered what was the difference between one mind and the other. as her family had enjoyed their reunion in the dining room, hope sat as close to her television as possible, something she had never had growing up. ever. the area around her closes in, just as it did that late night in the woods as she tried her best to understand this town. the familiarity of the light beside her is darkened until there’s none whatsoever, eyes still present on the screen as she watches the killer commit what the police deem insanity meaures. it had felt cold, that night when she had thought she saw someone, her father’s voice a ghost as she focused on brown eyes she had seen once before. it was cold again. she hadn’t known her name but here the girl was again, prying hope’s mind, determined to figure out the mystery she claimed. blue hues reluctantly move from the show to those eyes, hope straightens her back almost too casually. “ this again? with the way you’re stalking me, my family is gonna think i’m going insane talking to myself. ”