“I’m having an existential crisis. I was coming up with New Years resolutions, and I realized I’m too far gone. There’s no fixing me now.” The words from the Sargent were clipped,  his blue eyes hardened to match the glinting vibranium of his arm. The once playful man had been through hell more than his share of times, between fighting in a war, being brainwashed by H.Y.D.R.A… The issue with the Sokovia Accords, Stark… He was at his end. 

James could remember times when  New Years Eve was a great time, the ladies were easy to pick up, the alcohol cheap, the music loud. He had fun back in the day, waiting for the New Year to be brought in, often with a kiss or two from a stranger. Living in New York had it’s perks this time of the year, even if the snow was impossible to shift through some mornings. 

Putting a cigarette between his teeth he lit it, inhaling as if the nicotine  was the only cure for the poison in the air around him. The little red book haunted him. Without much time he could be changed back into the monster that had murdered countless people. 

Like Howard and Maria. 

Picking up his pace as he moved, he glanced back to the other person he had spoken to so gruffly, his cold gaze softening slightly as he frowned, pulling the lit smoke away, puffing out the grey cloud. 

“It’s better if I just vanish. Make sure I’m far, far away from anyone at all times. I lived like that once. It wont be too much trouble to live like that again.” The lie was well worded, his chest tight at the thought of being so alone again. He finally had his friend back. Steve was back in his life and he hadn’t been a danger to people for a good long while. He’d made new friends. 

‘If you really cared, you’d already be gone.’ 

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New Years Eve Writing Prompts

1. “You don’t watch the ball drop!? We’re breaking up. No, no, don’t try to talk me out of this.”

2. “You aren’t allowed to drink anymore! You do irresponsible things when you’re drunk!”

3. “Who’s going to take one for the team and give me a New Years kiss?”

4. “We just had to go to Times Square, didn’t we? I haven’t peed in 7 hours, and I’m freezing my ass off!”

5. “WHO LEFT THE MISTLETOE UP? NO, I AM NOT KISSING HIM!”

6. “I refuse to be the designated driver this year.”

7. “Don’t you dare kiss me-DON’T YOU DARE KISS ME-DON’T YOU- MPHH!”

8. “Shit. I fell asleep before midnight again.”

9. “I’m not holding your head out of the toilet bowl next year. I’m going to let you drown next time you get drunk.”

10. “Tell me you didn’t travel halfway around the world just to scream “HAPPY NEW YEAR!!” then leave.“

11. “Who the fuck threw a toaster in the hot tub!”

12. “Oh my god. Did you just dump all of the wine into the swimming pool?”

13. “Did I just see you making out with your ex?”

14. “I came here under the impression that I’d get to eat a dozen cookies, and you’re telling me that there are no cookies?”

15. “I’m leaving. There’s no alcohol.”

16. “I’m too sober for this shit.”

17. “Your friends suck.”

18. “Your family sucks.”

19. “No. I’m not going to celebrate the New Year with your family. No way. Do you remember last year? Your mom threw a knife at your dads chest!”

20. “IF YOU BLOW THAT NOISE MAKER IN MY FACE ONE MORE TIME-”

21. “Oh my god. There’s so much glitter. There’s too much. It’s everywhere.”

22. “Fuck fireworks.”

23. “I’m sorry I burned all of the appetizers….and all of the food….”

24. “I’m not dancing with you. No. I refuse.”

25. “Haha, he fell asleep. Let’s pull a prank on him. I say we draw a mustache on his face with sharpie.”

26. “Are you sure we should be lighting fireworks here….?”

27. “Shit! It’s the cops!”

28. “I CAN’T GO BACK TO JAIL. IM TOO PRETTY FOR JAIL.”

29. “You just HAD to light illegal explosives, didn’t you?”

30. “Honey…? I need you to come bail me out of jail…” “Hell no! Your ass can wait until tomorrow. I have a party to attend to.”

31. “When I said we should try something different this year, I didn’t mean we should try breaking into an abandoned Kmart.”

32. “I’m NEVER drinking again.”

33. “Please tell me you didn’t just puke on that 250 pound motorcyclist…”

34. “THIS IS THE THIRD PUB WE’VE BEEN KICKED OUT OF TONIGHT! THE THIRD ONE!”

35. “Maybe your New Years resolution should be to not get another 20 cats…?”

36. “I’m having an existential crisis. I was coming up with New Years resolutions, and I realized I’m too far gone. There’s no fixing me now.”

37. *Fireworks blasting* “Will you marry me?” “What? I can’t hear you!”

38. “This is the LAST TIME I’m spending New Years Eve in the Emergency room!”

39. “You don’t have the guts to kiss me…”

40. “HEY!! That kid just stole my noise maker!!”

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“What do you dream of?” Bucky asked in a lazy drawl, reclining in the bright light as the mid-afternoon sun kissed the skin of those who wandered outside. Thanks to some work Shuri had put in, his metal arm now looked like a normal arm, he seemed.. normal. So long as you didn’t look into his haunted blue eyes. 

That morning he had gone out of his way to cut his hair, the long black locks had become a bit too much to keep up with. He leaned back as he rested his elbow on the side of the bench,  a small smile curling his lips as he looked at Tatiana as she paced about. Did she ever slow down..? 

“I mean… You’re a Stark, there’s so much you can do the moment you think of doing it. But what’s something you dream of, something that seems like it would be too good to be true. Something money can’t buy and you can’t build.” 

These conversations were always nice, when they weren’t in their therapy sessions, they weren’t a patient who was severely destroyed and a doctor who tried to keep him in check. They were friends, they were equals. He didn’t have to worry about…. who he was when H.Y.D.R.A stole part of his life away. 

The start of it all…

Years before they came Avengers, they were simple friends who met on a sunny New York day. Nothing..nothing more. She met him carrying bags of shopping goods as he drawing pictures of builds as the conversation started.

Laughs filled the air as they exchange numbers and became friends. One day in the park she sat next to watching all the parents with they’re kids and asked, “What would it be like to have one?”

“A baby? Must be nice. You want one?” He said smiling at the families.

“It’s not the worst ideas, they’re honest the most adorable sweet things in the world.”

He chuckles, “And they look at you like your they’re hero. It’s beautiful…what if we had one?”

“Your serious? The twos taking care of a baby? That would be fun.”

“I was thinking adoption, any newborn or close to toddlers stage. We can do that.”

“Let’s do it. We have the money and the stability to have that life.”

The two of them applied within that night after dinner building a new room for the baby. Buying the crib, toys, diapers and clothes. They hoped for a boy and if they’re lucky, maybe get a girl later on.

Weeks, months passed by as they waited until one night the phone rang. Steve picked up the phone, “Hello..yes this is he?…really?…thank you..let us know as soon as possible.” He hung up the phone looking at her, “We got the call. We’re going to be parents.”

Her jaw dropped standing up from the couch, “Shut up! No way!” They pulled each other into a hug getting another call that it would tomorrow.

So as one can imagine, they woke up early and headed over to the adoption agency with a carrier and everything. Once they arrive at the door, Stella’s eyes water in glee seeing the baby boy. The agent handed him over to her as she gently took the baby in her arms.

She was quietly sat down beside Steve who put the bags down. She held him in her arms and gently said, “Hi I’m your mama..yeah your so cute..and tiny.”

The baby boy squirmed a bit taking in the new people as it was Steve’s turn to hold him, “Hey bubba, I’m your daddy..we’ve waited so long to get an angel like you.”

“What should we name him? I was thinking Grey or Everett.”

“That could be his middle name.” He looked down at the baby, “We can name him James or..maybe Luca.”

“Luka Everett Rogers-Strange? Kinda long don’t you think?”

“We can work out the details later. He’s going to be spoiled and definitely with that camera you got me.”

They thought nothing can ruin this cute parent and baby moment until that night with him…

It was 3:00am when Luka woke up crying as the couple groan. Steve tapped her, “It’s your turn…” She rolled over glancing at him replying, “I got him last night, your turn.”

Steve kisses her cheek and got up to change Luka’s diaper as the baby boy cuddled into his father’s arms. The next few night and days have been the same with the pair taking care of they’re bundle of joy.

Stella soon found a trick one morning while getting dressed. She had her son on the bed as she hummed a tune and he listened with big eyes. Luka’s eyes and ears followed the singing of his mother like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Stella sat on the bed noticing Luka’s every movement as she sang and smiled. Steve walked into the room kissing her cheek watching them, “Aww someone loves mama’s singing? Well so does dada.”

Steve and Stella started singing the ‘Winnie The Pooh’ theme song as Luka melted into the sound as his eye lids dropped and fell asleep. She wrapped her arms around him and whispered, “We are gonna be good parents.”

“Yeah we are.” He replied putting Luka in his crib to rest listening to music. The pair would go the store and get stopped by grandparents saying, “Aw what a lovely family. You and your wife have a beautiful son.”

Stella would chuckle at the marriage comments and reply, “My husband does all the heavy lifting. It’s like I don’t even raise a finger.” She would kiss his Steve’s cheek for dramatic effect as he laughed.

Sometimes they would take the parent roles to seriously and start playing house. Steve would come from behind wrapping his arms around Stella’s waist and whispers, “How is the Mrs doing today?”

She would kiss his cheek and reply, “What do you want? Is it the camera or a kiss?”

“Why not both?” He smirked stealing a kiss from her as she would wrapped her arms around him, “I love playing house.”

“I can tell. I think I like this version of you.” She laughed into his shoulder about to say something else when they heard Luka giggling from afar.

Luka was trying to stand but kept falling on his butt giggling, “Ba! Ma!” Stella played music as Steve held their son up helping him to stand up on his own.

“Good job bubba, your getting there. Can you stand for dada?” He asked blowing raspberries into his cheek as Luka laughed.

Over the years Luka grew into his toddler years and so adorable if you ask anyone who met him. Loving his parents and grandparents, especially going to work with Stephen.

His features became more prominent like his eyes and nose even though he very much looked like his parents. Steve noticed and joked saying he looked like a old friend of his, Bucky and Stella would agree.

Until one night while Luka was at his grandparents house curiosity took the best of the parents. Steve looked over files and search about his biological father while Stella went the scientific route. Then they hit the jackpot…

Steve stayed in shock, “No way, that’s impossible…Bucky’s dead.” He paced around the room trying to wrap his head around it asking, “I saw him fall off the train myself..I know he didn’t survive.”

She tried to calm him down and explain, “Well honey science proves that one way or another our son is biologically related to Bucky…we can’t beat ourselves up over this.” 

They looked at each other knowing that they love they’re child more than anything in the world. The universe chose this to happen, it was fated to be done and they wouldn’t have it any other way.

The weekend passed and Stephen brought Luka over to his parents. He went running into his father’s arm, “Dada! Mama! Gra’pa ‘nd I play doctor! Then we eat cookies we Gra’ma! I love it.”

Steve kissed his cheek, “That’s great bubba! Let’s get you cleaned up for dinner and you can tell me all the little details.”

Luka smiled then looked at his mother, “Mama can I go to Gra’pa and Gra’ma house again? Please!”

“Of course sweetie.” Stella replied, glancing between her solider and her son, “Go wash up with Daddy.”

Steve took their son to get ready for dinner while Stella stayed talking to her father about their weekend discoveries. Her father, Stephen mentioned, “My grandson is so talented and smart, he gets that from you guys.”

She nods, “Yeah I guess he goes. Luka’s a unique boy, he’s a Rogers and a Strange.”

The whole family including the grandparents had dinner telling stories and laughing. Of course, this family had their ups and downs but ones thing for sure, they stayed strong and full of love.

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Storytime with Stella

• *she turns on the camera she secretly stole from Steve and smiles, “What’s up party people-oh and Rogers please don’t be mad at me for stealing your camera which I brought you! Also hi lovely viewer, I’m Estella Strange your friendly neighborhood doctor and magic user-oh daily reminder drink some water and eat something for god’s sakes! I know you’ll didn’t drink enough water today.”
• “Anyways, so! This week at the household has been a little wack-ish. Take a look!”

The camera cuts to Avengers Tower showing everyone in the living room when suddenly Cole burst in though the door yelling, “Which one of y’all fuckers been in my room?! Don’t lie cause I will find out!” Everyone looks around as suddenly Michelle dashes out the door and Cole yells, “I KNEW IT! Rochelle’s your girlfriend is so dead!”

Rochelle responses, “She’s not my girlfriend!” Liane looks at her gasping “HUH?! You two broke up?!”

The redhead rolls her eyes, “You didn’t let me finish! She’s my future wife, just waiting for that proposal-” Liane chuckles rolling her eyes as Cole replied, “Whatever! Your girlfriend or future wife is so dead!”

• *cuts back to Stella saying, “Told ya. For some reason everyone has been going into each other’s rooms lately or barging in at unexpected times. Take a look.”

We cut to Thiego cutting open a portal stepping into Cassandra’s room trying to steal some magic books then Cassie catching him as a argument shortly breaks out, then we cut to Jasper barging into the kitchen 3rd wheeling Luna and Rick’s Beauty & The Beast style dinner as the lovebirds blushing embarrassedly.

Liane and Ethan along with Mia and Nikolai accidentally barging Vice versa  while hanging out with their boyfriends as it turns into a fun awkward double date night. We also cut to Castiel going into everyone’s room scaring the shit out everyone! And the list goes on with footage of everyone-

• *cut back to her saying, “Yeahhh it wasn’t pretty but at least everyone had fun..I think. Oh! I went skydiving with Sam, I couldn’t film that footage since I was scared shitless! But it was super fun. Before I leave off, some couple of things happened take a look!”

We cut to Rochelle’s starting to show even more and having a sweet baby shower with a few surprising guests, old faces returning and a couple of new face! Then we cut to Rei and Tyler having another stupid conversation while Mia and Nikolai, Michelle and Rochelle, Ethan and Liane stand off to the side eating popcorn watching as if it’s a movie waiting for the climactic moment. We then cut to Melissa and Victor becoming tech besties while everyone also meeting Clay.

We also cut to footage of Thiego dancing in the mirror and singing in the shower as his sister caught it all on video muttering under her breath and jokes, “Someone got some vocals.”

Last but not least we cut to everyone at the small—more like medium sized music festival as Tyler headlines his new songs, “Memorized”, “Breakeven”, “Paralyze” and much more. He even brings Michelle Danvers herself on stage to sing her own new song. Everyone cheering happily.

• *Cut back finally to Stella saying, “And that was story of this week or at least what I can capture on this camera” Suddenly you hear Steve’s voice in the hallway yelling, “Has anyone seen my video camera? I can’t find it.” as Nat response, “I think Strange or one of girls has it.”
• She hears this and gulp eyes widen turning back to the camera, “Okay I gotta go! Bye guys gotta study for my exams this Friday.” Then the camera turns off until next time and hidden back in the gym room where it originally was.

I hope you like and add onto to the post with everyone stealing the video camera from Steve to film!

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Stevella Incorrect Quote (sorta)

Liane: If you want each other so bad why don’t one of you sweep each other off their feet?

Rochelle: *giggling* It wouldn’t hurt to try.

Cassandra: *smirking knowing they’re future and nods* Do it.

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Stella: Hmm~ *grabs Rogers and sweeps him off his feet* Hi~

Steve: Hi~ *scoffs* Did you forgot I have 70 or more pounds on you? You can barley open a pickle jar without my help or Nat. How did you this was gonna go?

Stella: *feeling him getting heavy and straining* I’ve made a mistake. Please get up.

Steve: *smirks snickering* No, I think I want take in WEIGHT of this moment.

Stella: *still trying to keep him in her grasp but failing* You asshole.

Steve: *laughing and kiss her lips quickly* I love you too.

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Liane: *snickering* That work smoothly, I think?

Ethan: I think it did. Good job babe. *kiss her cheek*

Thiego: *trying to keep a straight face* HEY ROGERS HANDS OFF MY SISTER! I will call our my dead brother’s ghost to haunt you in your sleep tonight!

Stephen: *mutters* Both of my children are dramatic..

Luna: Oooh..! *smiles a bit* I-I think it’s cute.

Rick: *nodding in approval*

Brayden: Dangggg mom, you need some ice for that burn-

Luka: *laughing at this* Oh my god-

Tony and Clint: *giggles* Took them long enough, Natasha and Bucky owe us 50 bucks! We win the bet!

Nat: Damn it- *hands him 50 bucks and sighs* -here.

Bucky: *smiling and snickering at the whole thing*

The rest of the gang: FINALLY! We were gonna plan something to get you guys together if you didn’t!

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@kit-the-nonbinary-wayne hello tolerable mortal #2

Heya Nova!

Hello! My friends and I have an oc discord server and would like some new members. 18+ please and rp experience required. We have channels of different genres from sci-fi to steampunk and one-on-ones. Pm me if you wanna join!

Would anyone care to have a Roleplay with me? I am open to the following: Avengers, Supernatural (usually I am Sam I’m fairly used to being him have been for 6+ years), Lucifer, and The Walking Dead.

I’m fairly bored as of late and just wanted something entertaining to do. And I love writing. :D

I’m advanced literate and write detailed paragraphs.

I’m fine with smut and gay pairings.

I’m fine with sexual themes

I’m fine with gore and blood

I’m fine with mostly everything