I love the idea of Aleks speaking in a super thick Russian accent all the time before joining The Creatures (in the GTA au). And when him and James finally get to be friends and start Cow Chop, he just kinda drops it.
Like, James comes downstairs and asks Aleks what’s for breakfast and he answers in perfect English. And James is just??? So confused???
Later it’s an inside joke. Every time they go out on a heist or recruit someone, he slips into his persona of “The Russian” and speaks in broken English while looking imposing as fuck.
Both Trevor and Joe don’t believe James when he tells them that Aleks speaks English, until he laughs at them and proves it a week later.
James used to hate it, but he now knows that hearing Aleks speaks normally is a sign of trust and appreciates it.
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY! Thank you for being amazing and beautiful in everything you do!
It’s been forever since I’ve written and I apologize for that.
Thank you all for the love on Notebook! I was shocked to say the least:)
Summary: You’re the ‘mom’ of the team but what happens when you’re not Bucky’s fan?
Word Count: Could this have been written in 2 parts? Sure, but where’s the fun in that?! Just kidding, I didn’t want to stop.. So.. Lord knows…. (I’m so sorry I don’t know I don’t have Word so I can’t count them and I refuse to count them myself because it’s a lot.)
Warnings: Suicide mentions, suicide scene (NO ONE DIES), sad moments tbh, fluff, hugs (A TON OF HUGS), sign language (If that’s even a warning), annoyed Bucky, nightmares, and crying. Dang… It sounds really heavy but go with it.
Please let me know if you liked it! Thank you for reading, I hope you have a good day:)
You’ve been at the Avengers compound for almost 8 months because your cousin Tony requested you after the fallout between himself and none other than Captain America. Luckily between that time, Tony and Natasha have been speaking to Captain and the government finally expunged what James Barnes did while he was under mind-control by writing him off as ‘mentally unstable’.
You rubbed your hands together excitedly as you awaiting the arrival of the other half of the infamous team. To your knowledge they all knew who you were and understood your reasoning to be there for the team.
An Honorary Mother, everyone likes to say.
You’re a very affectionate person, you’ve always loved seeing people smile because of you and enjoyed helping them through issues and were very excited to help the coming members, especially James Barnes. You read his file and couldn’t stop the blush as you looked at all the pictures they had of him. He was incredibly handsome and you knew he needed someone other than Captain America to help.
“Hey, waiting for your new sons and daughters?” Natasha said lightly as she walked over to you at the entrance of the compound. You turn to her and gave her a hug, she laughs quietly and hugs you back before pulling away, “you do know you saw me an hour ago?” She asks with a quirked eyebrow, you shrug and watch the doors.
“Everyone needs hugs, it’s scientifically proven to help you mentally and physically, you know.” You note smiling at her, she rolls her eyes but smiles nonetheless.
“Are you excited to meet them?” She says after a few moments of silence, you nod quickly and look to the door, again rubbing your hands together.
“I hope they like me.” You say quietly looking at the floor briefly as though you’d just confessed to stealing cookies before dinner. Natasha puts an arm around your shoulder, grinning to reassure you.
“Don’t worry, they’ll love you. You’re our adopted mom.” You look at her and smile just as the doors open.
You wait for everyone to come up to you and Natasha, your heart pounding loudly in your ears and you stare up and Captain America and James Barnes, they have at least 8 inches on you. Natasha elbows you lightly and cocks her head towards them.
Captain puts his hand in front of you and smiles brightly, “Hello, my name is Steve Rogers, nice to meet you.” You glance at his hand then his face before hugging him around the waist tightly, he coughs awkwardly and hugs you back gently. You pull away and smile at everyone staring at you with wonder except James Barnes who stares at you with anxious eyes.
You’ve been living with James for almost a year now and he’s given you everything you could ask for and more. The best gift that he’s given you is his undying love and loyalty.
But lately you’ve been going a little insane. Although you don’t mind having a few drinks at the Blue Parrot Lounge with your friends, you felt like you needed a night out in the city. Being around new scenery is something that’ll make you oh so happy. But your boyfriend James will never allow it. It comforts him knowing that you’re safe and sound under his very own roof. Whenever you wanted to do a little shopping during the day or wanted to have lunch with your girlfriends, he had no issue with that because in his eyes, daytime in Los Angeles is a lot safer than at night.
You told yourself that today is going to be the day that you stand up and convince your sweetheart, James to let you out. Your girlfriends had their fingers crossed for you, even Liz and Sally do.
After searching around the hotel for James, you finally found him on Floor 7. You didn’t need a key for the door because it was already wide open. Of course, your boyfriend was playing 1920′s Jazz music. He despised modern day music. But, you do love how old fashioned James is. Especially since you can’t find a lot of men nowadays like that.
James was sitting on the couch, polishing his cane when you found him. “Ah dearest!” He greeted you with a smile, revealing his dimples.
You slowly started getting nervous, knowing you’ll have to ask him the one question that he despises. “Hi James.”
“Come. Sit on my lap.” He patted a hand on his thigh.
“Actually, I didn’t come here to sit. I came here to ask you something.” You started slowly pacing around the room, trying not to make it look noticeable, but you couldn’t help it.
Luckily, James was too focused on polishing his beloved cane that he didn’t notice. “Anything. If it’s money that you need, you know darling, you have the code to my vault.”
“Yes I know, but it isn’t that. I was kind of hoping, you know-” You paused. “-if you would allow me to go out tonight with my friends?”
James’s mood went from cheerful to displeased. He set his cane to rest against the couch, then walked over to pour himself a drink. He dramatically sighed and you swallowed from nervousness.
You know when James gives you the silent treatment, it’s not a good sign. So you kept your mouth shut, awaiting to hear words form from his mouth.
“Darling, we have discussed this before. Have we not?” James said while still keeping his back towards you, after finally turning around to face you slowly.
“Y-yes we have. Like I get it, you can’t be there to watch me, but-” You responded, then James cuts you off.
“Indeed. And to your misfortune, my answer is still no.” James objected.
“But that’s not fair. I’m still young. I’m not even 30 yet. I feel like a caged animal.” You whined, standing up to cross your arms in front of you in disagreement.
“Ah yes. And a caged animal that is more than alive and well. Am I correct?” James asked.
No. No is the word you hated hearing the most. You rolled your eyes at James then attempted to storm out of the room, but James catches your wrist.
“And to where do you think you’re off to?” James asks while tightening his grip on your small wrist.
“Leaving you forever if you don’t let go of me.” You spat, trying to shake off his hand around your wrist, but James’s strength doesn’t allow it.
James clenched his jaw to help prevent himself from going off on you because of your sudden attitude. “Sit.” He demanded, eyeing you, then eyeing the couch for you to sit on.
“Why?” You scoffed.
“Dearest. Do as I say or else your shopping trips will be no more.”
“Fine.” You said, then James releases his grip from your wrist and you sat on the couch, crossing one leg over the other, eager to hear what he has to say.
“I will allow you this night with your companions.”
Your eyes lit up from excitement and you stood up. This was a first. “What?! Really?!”
“Under these conditions.” James demanded, pointing a finger in the air.
“Okay?” You narrowed your eyes at James.
“You musn’t be out past 1:00″
“Ugh, 2:00.” You suggested, hoping he would agree. But unfortunately, he didn’t.
“1:30″ James said and you mouthed ‘fine’. “And someone will be present to watch over you.”
“Okay seriously? Who?” You asked, putting your hands on your hips.
“My darling friend, John Lowe.” James smiled at you.
“Great. So John is going to babysit my friends and I.” You didn’t agree to having John watch over you and your friends. But, it’s better than James not allowing you go out at all. So you just let it be, hoping that overtime, James can see that you are able to take care of yourself. Which is when pigs fly.
As much as you wished James could go out with you, you were so excited for tonight. Thankfully, John wasn’t dreading tonight like you thought he would. He told you that he’s looking forward to having a drink or two. Having a designated driver also wouldn’t be necessary because majority of the bars are walking distance.
Once John was out of the shower and in his robe, James, being the ghost that he is, popped up in his hotel room. I guess their friendship is so close that James even does John’s hair.
“John, be sure to keep a close eye on my beloved Y/N.” James stated.
“Of course. You know I will.” John said.
“And if anything is out of line. I insist you bring her back to me.” The concern in James’s voice wasn’t hard to ignore. John nodded his head at James.
After James was finished on his hair, he left the room to let John change.
Once you were finished getting ready, you made sure to say goodbye to your lover. You especially made sure to thank him for letting you out tonight by giving him a passionate kiss.
You headed to the lobby only to see that John isn’t in sight, so you assumed he wasn’t ready yet.
Seeing that Iris is at the front desk, you decided to stand and chat with her while you wait for John.
Minutes later he arrives from the elevator looking a tad bit overdressed. You assumed it was James’s doing.
“Ready to go?” John said once he reached the front desk.
You grabbed your clutch from the counter, holding it down at your side. “Yes, officer.”
“Hey hey. It’s not my fault that your boyfriend is so paranoid and overprotective of you.” John chuckled.
“I know. Well lets make a fun night out of it.” You shrugged.
Just as the two of you were making your way to walk out. You see James by the railings at the Blue Parrot Lounge watching you with a drink in his hand. “I love you!” You shouted to James, then blew him a kiss. With drink in hand, he bent out that arm to you with a smile.
Of course, the Marauders loved to eat, especially when planning pranks.
Obviously, James Potter pretends to be well-versed in etiquette, but when it comes to eating, he tries to use the right forks and the right technique, but somehow, he always fails
.He was the one always telling people to eat. “Moony, mate you need to eat!” or “Padfoot, no, you cannot have a hunger strike because Flitwick gave you detention on the day of Hogsmeade” or “Wormtail, mate, eat, don’t worry about your figure mate”
He always piles heaps of food onto his plate, and tries to eat nicely and to organize his plate. However, all the food just ends up mixing. (”Potter, that’s vile, have more manners!” Evans screams every dinner).
Sirius always bursts out laughing when this happens. Well-versed in etiquette and pure-blood nuances, he effortlessly uses the right plates and the right technique.
He is always trying to organize food strikes. “Moony! Protest! I got detention for hexing Slytherins! I mean, can you blame me?” However, when the Anti-Muggle born and Anti-Werewolf Acts are passed Evans and him actually organize a hunger strike.
You cannot deny that Sirius Black was always keeping up with the latest food trends. “Moony, no, I cannot eat soya today.” After a few days, he say, “Wormtail, mate, I need to eat only Quinoa” or “Prongs, you can’t give me chicken, I’m vegetarian on Wednesdays”
Remus is not very well-versed in pure-blood etiquette. He tries using the right forks and the right technique, and he gets it right. However, when he picks up the wrongs one to eat salad, Sirius leans over and snakes an arm over his shoulder, makes sure his lips are almost touching Remus’ ear, puts his arm over Remus’ and says, “This is the right fork, Moony.”
Remus, with his werewolf appetite piles a lot some days. Some days, he can barely eat. On those days, his friends make sure to save the treacle tart for him.
He needs chocolate with everything, having discovered its healing properties after his first full moon.
Peter is not very well-versed in pure-blood etiquette, too. He never even tries using the right forks and the right technique. His friends don’t care anyway.
He heaps large piles of food onto his plate. He is especially partial to sweets. However, his plate always looks very nice. In fact, he is the one always decorating birthday cakes.
The other Marauders love when Peter cooks for them. They love him as their own.
Which is why there was no reason for him to have betrayed them.
The Marauders loved to eat. Which is why it is sad they only got a short amount of time to eat.
you don’t pick a favorite player based on who’s leading the league in scoring or who gets the most exposure or who’s the most attractive. in fact, you don’t pick a favorite player at all they pick you and you better get used to it
• when lily really likes muggle music/the muggle 70s culture. idk why this is so great but it is. especially when she gets james into it
• heads dormitories. you know why.
• copious amounts of denial
• sirius being able to see past everyone’s bullshit
• being paired up as potions partners
• mcgonagall seeing past everyone’s bullshit
• james’ mom loving lily
• dumbledore seeing past everyone’s bullshit
• snogging in the library
• james’ obsession with lily’s read hair
• lily seeing james after quidditch practice, sweaty, shirtless,
• lily seeing james shirtless in any context
• PATRONUS REVEAL
• late night date in the kitchens
• kisses tasting like butterbeer
• did i already say denial
• lily’s cat/owl loving james
• jokes about how lily is basically dating all the marauders
• everything about these two god damn