A House Divided- Avengers x Reader(f)

Authors notes: I don’t really know where this came from but here it is haha

Notes/Warnings: Major character deaths (but not really), guns (but not really) violence (okay, yeah its a little tense)

Originally posted by there-and-always-back-again

Captain America paced in the small conference room, pinching the bridge of his nose. “This is going to tear us apart.” He sighed.

 “Maybe,” Natasha said plainly. “But it has to be done.” She pulled back the hammer on her gun and held it in front of her as she headed out of the glass doors cautiously. “They chose their sides and they knew what it meant.”

 Cap picked up his weapon and huffed. He pressed a hand to his ear to use the coms to speak to the rest of the team. “Alright, everyone, keep your eyes out and watch your six.”

 “Cap,” Sam replied from under a desk in Tony’s lab. “I’ve got movement up stairs near the bar. I think someone is in the vents.”

 “That’s gotta be Clint.” Natasha chimed in as she ran towards the common room. “I’ll take him out.”

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Writers: Here is a new troubled, confused and unloved character


“Sam and the Tabby” - Digital Oil Painting

“I know it’s a little strange, for the guy who flies around like a bird to own a cat, but I found him setting off a perimeter alarm while on patrol. He was all thin and sick and, well… I got attached. And hell, I’m down for irony. So, yeah, the Falcon has a cat.”

Sam is a soft touch for poor, neglected creatures turning up on his doorstep. He lets the cat chase Redwing around for fun and exercise.

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Me: Wow! It’s  2 a.m, I should go to sleep!

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Strings of Fate - Part 3

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6)



Soulmate AU
“Funny how I finally got what I always wanted, but it was given to you instead.”

Warnings: none (I think)

Word count: 2333 (this number feels oddly satisfying)

A/N: I AM SO SORRY! I know I haven’t posted anything in ages and my blog has been pretty much been run by my queue except for very few interactions. Truth is, senior year has been a bitch and I spent the last week in bed because I was sick, so I apologise if I haven’t been as active as usual BUT I’m all better now and ready to come back so I bring you, part three!

Thank you for all your support, you guys are awesome <3

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Originally posted by love-buckybarnes

“So, what are you going to do now?” asks Sam in between bites of breakfast, stirring his cereal every now and then.

It’s been a few days since you came to him in a panic, and Sam has been kind enough to let you stay at his house and avoid Nat, who’s left at least two dozen missed calls on your phone and sent you several texts, from which you’ve answered none.

“I don’t know Sam” you sigh, taking small sips out of your coffee mug, feeling the hot liquid burn its way down your throat. “Now that I can’t see the strings, there’s nothing I can do to help Nat. Besides, there’s still the art shop, and paying my rent, and my art project I have to finish at the studio- Crap!

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