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Across the Universe 24: Eleanor RigbyAcross the Universe 24: Eleanor Rigby by Khadrimx
Pairing: TonyxScarlett (OC)
Universe: Iron Man MCU Pre-Avengers
Theme: Action, Drama, Romance
“Are you alright?” Steve turned away from his shield once he was sure the chaos had subsided and caught sight of the two women behind him that were still lying face down on the pavement. Scarlett’s arm was bloodied and he could see it staining through her clothing but she didn’t seem any worse for wear other than that. The stranger didn’t seem harmed and was protected by Scarlett where she lay. If Steve had mastered one thing in this modern age it was not letting the crazy things that happened and confounded him stand in his way. He was a man of action no matter the situation!
Propping herself up with her right arm, Scarlett nodded in confirmation without a glance at Steve and the
Yaoi RP?Theme:Yaoi RP? by RoseAnDarkholm
My OC is a gypsy moving around from village to village with no real home. One day in a village the 'king' has ordered a sweep threw to trap any gypsy's in his village. The caption of the guard, your OC, ends up finding my OC, the gypsy. He was going to turn him in but he fought back not wanting to get caught. something about her made him change his mind and he offered him a safe place to stay. he docent trust him but has no other chance so he agrees and go's with him. some where along the way they learn more about each other and fall in love.
your oc/character was been hired and sent to kill or is going off to kill my oc/character. once they find them and try to kill them my oc/character fights back. they will meet up a few more times be for your oc/character decided not to kill them and kidnaps them instead. but they don't give them to the one who wants them dead if that is the one you chose to use. they make a deal with mine that they will not kill them if they help t
I Don't Wanna Miss a ThingSteve no longer felt sleepy. As much as he wanted to, he could not bring himself to that point… not that he was complaining. As long as Bucky was sleeping easily, he was happy. He could still hardly believe that this was real, that Bucky was alive and with him again. How could it be?I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing by diddles25
He knew that Bucky would not be the same as he was, that he would be shell-shocked from his experiences as a prisoner of the Soviets and as one of their main assassins. But it still hurt Steve to hear Bucky screaming and crying in his sleep and then feel his body racking with sobs as Steve held him and tried as best as he could to comfort him. Tears stung Steve’s eyes and he tried to regain his own composure as he remembered that if Bucky had not fallen from the train all those years ago, he would not have suffered under his Soviet captors. He forced those thoughts from his mind as he focused on the man in his arms, grateful that he was alive and that he was real.
“You have no idea how g
My Dashing DarlingMy Dashing DarlingMy Dashing Darling by diddles25
Bucky was gone, leaving him for the first time in a long time. Left to fight the war in Europe. Now he was by himself, too sickly and too small to make an effective soldier.
It hurt so much. He refused to accept that this was happening. That he was willing to fight for his country… fight for and with Bucky… and he kept running into a wall. What if Bucky was killed or taken into captivity?
Seal da rabhas im' mhaighdean shéimh, For a while I was a gentle maiden
'S anois im' bhaintreach chaite thréith, And now a spent worn-out widow
Mo chéile ag treabhadh na dtonn go tréanMy spouse ploughing the waves strongly
De bharr na gcnoc is i n-imigcéin. Over the hills and far away.
'Sé mo laoch, mo Ghile Mear, He is my hero, my dashing darling
'Sé mo Chaesar, Ghile Mear, He is my Caesar, dashing darling.
Cheer For Him, Not MeI Am Not the HeroCheer For Him, Not Me by diddles25
The microphone was quickly erected and the sound system awakened, causing a grating hum, and Steve Rogers, Captain America, was eagerly thrust behind the microphone. Perplexed, he looked at Bucky, who smiled up at him along with the mob. He, a former invalid boy from Brooklyn, had just rescued the great majority of the men who had been lost behind enemy lines. He had saved Bucky, who had been strapped to a laboratory table and tortured.
Steve was astounded and flattered by the ebullient cry from the soldiers. Husky male voices shouted for a speech. Again, Steve's eyes settled on Bucky, whose eyes he never thought he would see opened again, his face bore the ugly marks of cruel beatings… breaking from his reverie, Steve found his voice.
"Do not thank me, gentlemen; I may have rescued you, but I am not the hero," Steve's voice rang over the sound system, "The man that you should call your savior is Sergeant James "Bucky" Barnes," he declared.
A throng of faces tw