what if bucky and steve used to make blanket forts when they were younger, using whatever old blankets they could find and a couple of tattered cushions to build a little fort to hide in, safe and sound from the harsh realities just beyond the thin strips of fabric.
what if present day bucky still finds some security in snuggling underneath a blanket fort, probably one he made in the middle of the night after another nightmare scared him awake. he doesn’t quite understand why this helps, hasn’t gained full recovery of his memories yet, but it’s warm within all these draped blankets and pillowed walls, and it feels safe, in a way he hasn’t felt since coming back. it feels safe, but also sort of wrong, like something’s missing.
still, for the first time, he sleeps through the night.
then what if steve comes in bucky’s room one day and sees this blanket fort, and is absolutely delighted. he refuses to let bucky be embarrassed about it, drags in his own blankets and pillows, and makes the fort even bigger. they spend the entire night holed up inside, talking about everything and nothing, until it finally clicks for bucky that this doesn’t feel incomplete anymore, that the missing piece was steve all along.
AND THEN WHAT IF SAM AND NATASHA JOIN IN. they extend the blanket fort beyond bucky’s room and suddenly there’s a complicated tunnel system, and specific “rooms” for specific things (nat includes a weapons room, what the hell)
and basically it all ends up in a big puppy pile underneath the awesomest blanket fort ever made by a group of grown ass adults
Federico always knew that Diego was special to Ludmila. Until sometime ago he was the only one who accepted her as she is, or should I say was. But he never imagined how much that could bother him. The fact that Diego is the one to comfort her when the two of them fight. He knows that Diego is in love with Francesca but he still felt threated. Afraid that one day she will choose Diego over him. Afraid that she could be happier with Diego than she is with him.