Captain America stuff + pillowfort
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And here's the rest of my scavenger hunt. Mostly graphics with one hastily written fic.
Find a graphic of a superhero and his/her loved one (ship)
Make a graphic of a character from two different sources (like animated Wonder Woman and live action Wonder Woman)
Find a screencap of a hero kissing someone
(I mashed all these up for a prompt.)
1000 words, MCU, Sam Wilson/Bucky Barnes, kissing, post Avengers 4 possible incidental spoilers.
“This is just flat out ridiculous.”
Bucky lifted his mug moments before the magazine thudded down in the middle of breakfast. Gravy splattered across Thor’s face, and the Spider-kid’s orange juice flooded down to the pancake plate. Thor blinked once, then used the last of his biscuit to wipe the food from his beard.
Stark called it a grief beard, and didn’t glance at Steve’s bare cheeks.
“What’s wrong, Mr. Wilson?” Spider-kid asked, thwipping the paper-towels from the kitchen counter to start sopping up the mess. He’d really made himself at home after the Thanos incident, even if he didn’t trust them with his identity. Bucky kinda liked him.
Sam collapsed in the empty chair, his hands covering his face. “Kid, you make me feel old,” he groaned, sitting forward with both elbows on the table. “Shouldn’t you be watching cartoons or something?”
“Maybe it’s the fact that you’re old making you feel old,” Bucky said, taking a drink of his coffee. Normally, he’d join Sam in making fun of the kid, but something was bothering Sam and it was like blood in the water.
“Ha-ha.” Sam over enunciated, and then jabbed his finger down on the rolled up magazine. “You’ll see why I’m upset.”
After cleaning the last of the bacon grease from his fingers, Bucky picked up the offending book. He raised an eyebrow at Sam who had always vehemently denied following the serial.
“Hey, it’s our comic book!” Spider-kid said, his mask rolling up a little higher on his cheeks as he craned his head to see the pictures over Bucky’s arm.
“Does it relate more of my exploits?” Thor asked, some of the sparkle returning to him.
Because he wasn’t a total jerk, Bucky angled the magazine so they could all see and flipped through the pages to see what had Sam so irritated. Tony’s lawyers never bothered to go after the off-off-brand small press for copyright infringement. Most of them found the characters ripped off their personas and ridiculous plotlines hilarious; Bucky’s favorite was the one where Thor and the Spaghetti Monster went clubbing together.
“Hey, there I am!” Spider-kid yelled, tugging the book out of Bucky’s hands. He flipped forward to the end and froze. “Oh.”
Bucky rolled his eyes and yanked the comic book back, opening it to the same page. “Oh,” he echoed, pulling the pages flat from where Sam had wrinkled it rolling it up. There, plain as day, were his and Sam’s analogs locking lips.
He forced his body to relax, letting Spider-kid have the magazine back while he shrugged at Sam. “So what?” Bucky asked, trying to take another sip of his coffee only to find he’d already finished it. “Last month you insisted this, and I quote, drivel, had nothing to do with us.”
“Yeah, well last month, he was getting all the glory,” Sam said, angrily gesturing at the kid. “This month-!”
“Oh, won’t someone think of the children,” Bucky interrupted, rolling his eyes. He shoved away from the table and took his dishes to the sink. Irritation crawled over his skin, of course the idea of kissing him grossed Sam out. They teased each other, it was their schtick. No big deal.
The table was quiet, but Bucky could feel Sam creep up behind him. “Hey, I just meant,” Sam started, before he hopped up on the counter and continued, “You can’t blame me for being disappointed.”
“Right,” Bucky said, pulling open the dishwasher harder than strictly necessary. “Who’d want to kiss me when Misty Knight’s running around with a metal arm and a dozen less issues than an amnesic, ex-assassin, P.O.W.?”
“Bucky-”
“Actually, I think the children will like it,” Spider-kid interrupted, sliding into his already very familiar peacekeeping role. “I mean think about it? There’s not a lot of representation out there for gay, lesbian, or transgender heroes. A lot of people are going to love this.”
Sam took the comic book back, rolled it up, and swatted Spider-kid on the head. “Yeah, obviously that part’s fine,” he said, opening the book back up to the offending page. “I’m an awesome kisser.”
“Then what?” Bucky asked, taking the stack of plates Spider-kid handed him. “What are you so upset about?”
“They made you fake Captain America!” Sam yelled, flailing the magazine around. “In the last issue fake Steve decided to retire and left an overwrought sticky note attached to his shield and the panel cut away before it revealed who he wanted to take his place!”
“You’re upset fake me is the new fake Captain America?” Bucky asked, his anger draining as quickly as it’d come. He finished loading the dishwasher and leaned against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Duh, what’d you think?” Sam fixed him with that look he’d get when he was in the air hunting. He slid down and crowded against Bucky. “You think I’d pitch a fit over fake me kissing fake you?”
Bucky moved his arms, and instantly Sam was there, tipping his head and asking permission. He waited for Bucky’s nod, and then he closed the last bit of distance between them, sealing their lips together.
Just because it was the only kiss he’d had in the last eighty years, didn’t take away from it being the best. Sam hadn’t undersold himself.
“Fake me is lucky,” Bucky said, tucking his face into Sam’s jaw.
“Real you could get lucky.”
“Sam!” Bucky said, pretending shock as he hitched Sam up to wrap his legs around Bucky’s hips. “Not in front of the children.”
He nodded over to where Spider-kid was quickly rolling his mask down his reddening cheeks, and Thor wasn’t even trying to hide the hearts in his eyes.
“Guess you’d better take me somewhere else, fake Captain,” Sam said, wrapping his arms around Bucky’s neck. “And you better believe that real shield is mine.”
“It’s all yours,” Bucky repeated, quickly shifting Sam over his shoulder and slapping his ass. “This is all mine.”
Make a superhero banner featuring his/her name on it
Sam Wilson is my favorite, and while it had some issues, I really enjoyed the art work and Sam Wilson as Captain America in his run. I will forever despise Secret Empire for butting in.
Find a photo of your favourite anti hero
I loved the new movie!
Find a picture of your favourite superhero
He’s not a nationalist. He doesn’t like bullies; doesn’t care where they come from.
A photo or screen cap of a favorite scene in a tv/movie or other acceptable fandom
I love the first movie, and I love how Steve was great from the beginning, but this is the birth of Captain America.
+
I haven't messed around on pillowfort too much yet, but I can see that with some content the interface would be really fun to engage with. This is me. I've done one thing! The best parts of tumblr plus a very adequate commenting system that will hopefully get better with time. They're extending the 4th wave beta, so if you want in, go to this link to sign up.
Find a graphic of a superhero and his/her loved one (ship)
Make a graphic of a character from two different sources (like animated Wonder Woman and live action Wonder Woman)
Find a screencap of a hero kissing someone
(I mashed all these up for a prompt.)
1000 words, MCU, Sam Wilson/Bucky Barnes, kissing, post Avengers 4 possible incidental spoilers.
“This is just flat out ridiculous.”
Bucky lifted his mug moments before the magazine thudded down in the middle of breakfast. Gravy splattered across Thor’s face, and the Spider-kid’s orange juice flooded down to the pancake plate. Thor blinked once, then used the last of his biscuit to wipe the food from his beard.
Stark called it a grief beard, and didn’t glance at Steve’s bare cheeks.
“What’s wrong, Mr. Wilson?” Spider-kid asked, thwipping the paper-towels from the kitchen counter to start sopping up the mess. He’d really made himself at home after the Thanos incident, even if he didn’t trust them with his identity. Bucky kinda liked him.
Sam collapsed in the empty chair, his hands covering his face. “Kid, you make me feel old,” he groaned, sitting forward with both elbows on the table. “Shouldn’t you be watching cartoons or something?”
“Maybe it’s the fact that you’re old making you feel old,” Bucky said, taking a drink of his coffee. Normally, he’d join Sam in making fun of the kid, but something was bothering Sam and it was like blood in the water.
“Ha-ha.” Sam over enunciated, and then jabbed his finger down on the rolled up magazine. “You’ll see why I’m upset.”
After cleaning the last of the bacon grease from his fingers, Bucky picked up the offending book. He raised an eyebrow at Sam who had always vehemently denied following the serial.
“Hey, it’s our comic book!” Spider-kid said, his mask rolling up a little higher on his cheeks as he craned his head to see the pictures over Bucky’s arm.
“Does it relate more of my exploits?” Thor asked, some of the sparkle returning to him.
Because he wasn’t a total jerk, Bucky angled the magazine so they could all see and flipped through the pages to see what had Sam so irritated. Tony’s lawyers never bothered to go after the off-off-brand small press for copyright infringement. Most of them found the characters ripped off their personas and ridiculous plotlines hilarious; Bucky’s favorite was the one where Thor and the Spaghetti Monster went clubbing together.
“Hey, there I am!” Spider-kid yelled, tugging the book out of Bucky’s hands. He flipped forward to the end and froze. “Oh.”
Bucky rolled his eyes and yanked the comic book back, opening it to the same page. “Oh,” he echoed, pulling the pages flat from where Sam had wrinkled it rolling it up. There, plain as day, were his and Sam’s analogs locking lips.
He forced his body to relax, letting Spider-kid have the magazine back while he shrugged at Sam. “So what?” Bucky asked, trying to take another sip of his coffee only to find he’d already finished it. “Last month you insisted this, and I quote, drivel, had nothing to do with us.”
“Yeah, well last month, he was getting all the glory,” Sam said, angrily gesturing at the kid. “This month-!”
“Oh, won’t someone think of the children,” Bucky interrupted, rolling his eyes. He shoved away from the table and took his dishes to the sink. Irritation crawled over his skin, of course the idea of kissing him grossed Sam out. They teased each other, it was their schtick. No big deal.
The table was quiet, but Bucky could feel Sam creep up behind him. “Hey, I just meant,” Sam started, before he hopped up on the counter and continued, “You can’t blame me for being disappointed.”
“Right,” Bucky said, pulling open the dishwasher harder than strictly necessary. “Who’d want to kiss me when Misty Knight’s running around with a metal arm and a dozen less issues than an amnesic, ex-assassin, P.O.W.?”
“Bucky-”
“Actually, I think the children will like it,” Spider-kid interrupted, sliding into his already very familiar peacekeeping role. “I mean think about it? There’s not a lot of representation out there for gay, lesbian, or transgender heroes. A lot of people are going to love this.”
Sam took the comic book back, rolled it up, and swatted Spider-kid on the head. “Yeah, obviously that part’s fine,” he said, opening the book back up to the offending page. “I’m an awesome kisser.”
“Then what?” Bucky asked, taking the stack of plates Spider-kid handed him. “What are you so upset about?”
“They made you fake Captain America!” Sam yelled, flailing the magazine around. “In the last issue fake Steve decided to retire and left an overwrought sticky note attached to his shield and the panel cut away before it revealed who he wanted to take his place!”
“You’re upset fake me is the new fake Captain America?” Bucky asked, his anger draining as quickly as it’d come. He finished loading the dishwasher and leaned against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Duh, what’d you think?” Sam fixed him with that look he’d get when he was in the air hunting. He slid down and crowded against Bucky. “You think I’d pitch a fit over fake me kissing fake you?”
Bucky moved his arms, and instantly Sam was there, tipping his head and asking permission. He waited for Bucky’s nod, and then he closed the last bit of distance between them, sealing their lips together.
Just because it was the only kiss he’d had in the last eighty years, didn’t take away from it being the best. Sam hadn’t undersold himself.
“Fake me is lucky,” Bucky said, tucking his face into Sam’s jaw.
“Real you could get lucky.”
“Sam!” Bucky said, pretending shock as he hitched Sam up to wrap his legs around Bucky’s hips. “Not in front of the children.”
He nodded over to where Spider-kid was quickly rolling his mask down his reddening cheeks, and Thor wasn’t even trying to hide the hearts in his eyes.
“Guess you’d better take me somewhere else, fake Captain,” Sam said, wrapping his arms around Bucky’s neck. “And you better believe that real shield is mine.”
“It’s all yours,” Bucky repeated, quickly shifting Sam over his shoulder and slapping his ass. “This is all mine.”
Make a superhero banner featuring his/her name on it
Sam Wilson is my favorite, and while it had some issues, I really enjoyed the art work and Sam Wilson as Captain America in his run. I will forever despise Secret Empire for butting in.
Find a photo of your favourite anti hero
I loved the new movie!
Find a picture of your favourite superhero
He’s not a nationalist. He doesn’t like bullies; doesn’t care where they come from.
A photo or screen cap of a favorite scene in a tv/movie or other acceptable fandom
I love the first movie, and I love how Steve was great from the beginning, but this is the birth of Captain America.
+
I haven't messed around on pillowfort too much yet, but I can see that with some content the interface would be really fun to engage with. This is me. I've done one thing! The best parts of tumblr plus a very adequate commenting system that will hopefully get better with time. They're extending the 4th wave beta, so if you want in, go to this link to sign up.
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Date: 2018-06-09 09:40 pm (UTC)PS: the link for the banner doesn't seem to work (get a 504 gateway time-out error message)
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Date: 2018-06-10 03:44 pm (UTC)Thanks for the heads up.