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Dear Marvel,
I just really want Tony and Bucky and Steve and Natasha and Clint and Bruce and Thor and Loki and Sam and Rhodey *DEEP BREATH* and Peter and the other Peter and Gamora and Nebula and Rocket and Groot and Drax to all be okay in Infinity War okay
Oh my God! Mythology AU Know your gods
A/N: This is an avenger x reader. English is not my native language so I apologize for any mistake. Italics mean that the character is thinking. The Marvel characters belong to Marvel, the gifs and images belong to their owners, I only own the plot.
Warnings: None
Gods in order of appearance:
Poseidon
(Y/N). One of the twelve Olympians. God of the sea, storms earthquakes and horses.
Symbols:
Trident, fish, dolphin, horse and bull.
Represented as:
White male figure. Big, muscled man with long and curly hair and beard. Usually depicted with only a loincloth on and holding a gold trident.
True physical appearance:
(S/c) skinned female. (Your height), (body type) woman with (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. Usually spotted with white/blue chitons, barefoot and with shinny pearls woven between her locks.
Personality:
Friendly but not to mess with (the oceans seem calm but storms are brewing underneath the surface).
Relationships:
On the contrary of what the human myths say, Poseidon does like Pallas Athena, they have a close relationship.
She likes Circe, Hephaestus, Hera, Zeus, Persephone, Asclepius…
Tolerates (secretly likes, even though she will never say it) Aeolus. “He’s annoying!”- Poseidon.
Dislikes Hecate. “He can go shove his staff up his a--“-Poseidon. “Language!!”- Athena.
Romantically interested in… “Ares, Ares, Ares, Ares, Ares, Ares, …”- Poseidon.
Pallas Athena
Steven Grant Rogers. One of the twelve Olympians. Goddess of wisdom, the arts, olives, weaving and battle strategy. Patron goddess of heroic endeavor and freedom. Also known as Athena Parthenos (‘Athena the Virgin’).
Symbols:
Owls, olive trees, and snakes.
Represented as:
White female figure. Tall woman with long and curly/wavy hair. Usually depicted with a long white dress, a helmet, holding a spear and with a round shield by her feet.
True physical appearance:
Male god. Blond, blue eyed, huge man, with pale skin and broad shoulders and chest, that contrast with a narrow waist. Easily recognized by his tall, very muscled figure and round behind. “As far as I’m concerned that’s Olympus’ ass”- Morpheus.
Enjoys dressing traditionally with pastel colors. Seen carrying his shield on his back almost 24/7. “I think he’s more of a tortoise than an owl.”- Hephaestus.
Personality:
Heart as huge as his body. Sweet, protective (overprotective), attentive and caring. The best friend you could wish for. The best leader you could hope for. The best man you will ever find. A warrior on the outside and a softie on the inside.
Throves for justice and fights for freedom.
Relationships:
On the contrary of what the human myths say, Athena does like Poseidon, they have a close relationship. “I love her with my whole heart, but she can be a bit reckless.”- Athena. “Look who’s talking”- Ares.
He has the strongest bond with Ares. Sharing upbringing, they grew beside each other, defending and protecting each other (the protection being provided by Ares for a vast part of their younger years). They consider themselves as brothers. Don’t mess with one in front of the other. Would kill (and have killed) for one another. “I’m with you till the end of the line”.
Likes Artemis, Aeolus, Asclepius, Apollo, Zeus, Hades and Hermes.
Also likes Hephaestus, but sometimes gets frustrated at him. “Following orders is not my style”- Hephaestus “And obviously style is all you care about”- Athena “Who is the one wearing the skintight outfit here?”- Hephaestus. Does not understand how Hera can stand him and his big ego all day (secretly happy that he has somebody that loves him so much). “He can be a handful, but he is a good man”- Athena.
Romantic interest: not disclosed.
Hephaestus
Anthony Edward Stark. One of the twelve Olympians. God of the fire, metalworking, stone masonry, forge, the art of sculpture, technology and blacksmiths.
Symbols:
Hammer, anvil, tongs, and volcanoes.
Represented as:
White deformed/ugly male. Man with short hair and beard. Not as muscled as other gods, but with a toned body from working as a smith.
True physical appearance:
White, brown-eyed male with short black/dark brown hair and styled beard. Not particularly tall, not particularly muscled, but with a fit body. Opposite to what the myth says, Hephaestus is a good looking god.
Occasionally seen with his metal suit, he normally sports normal clothes. Favors the last trends and is the god with the most polished and pricey appearance (is also the one that spends the most time in front of the mirror).
Personality:
He may come across as highly irritating, egoistical and arrogant at first sight (which he is sometimes), but deep down he has a big heart and a need to protect his friends and family. If you can deal with his ego, he will become attached to you and will care deeply for you.
Hotheaded and impulsive, this man-child likes to keep a cool and sarcastic front but will melt if you show him affection.
Relationships:
Likes Pan, Circe, Dike, Asclepius, Zeus, …
Also likes Athena, but sometimes is irritated by Athena’s righteousness and selfless heroism. Profoundly enjoys poking fun at him. “Ugh Mr. Rogers, that suit did nothing for your ass”- Hephaestus “No one asked you to look, Tony”- Athena.
Has a tense relationship with Ares, but is working on improving it.
Romantic interest: Madly in love with Hera, will give his life for hers (secretly grateful for her immense patience with him).
" Dear, Tom holland. This is not pick up line, i just want to tell you that if you better stop being total boyfriend material if you're not going to be my boyfriend." - from Peter Parker x reader : Stark's (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/KXG0IaV8PM
Bucky Barnes x Reade(Platonic)
Reader had trouble brainstorming what to get Bucky for Christmas, thinking hard about it- it dawns on her. What something he Always uses?
Reading his book, he notices someone walking toward him. It’s them. They’re approaching with a smile but they look a little nervous. “Hey,” they say simultaneously. Smiling wider looking away for a moment, she thinks about why she’s there in the first place.
“Oh uh, so I got you these- for Christmas,” she says holding out a present. He looks at the gift then back at her,(also taking a mental note of the charismatic wrapping paper) curious. He accepts her gift with a warm “Thank you,”.
Feeling that the material is soft through the paper, he gets more intrigued. Jokingly shaking the gift near his ear, another smile blooms from their lips. A throaty laugh escapes as his adam’s apple bobs up and down. Carefully releasing the gift from the wrapping paper, his eyes brighten at the pair of gloves in his hand. He beams at her, everyone else discreetly or openly paying attention to them. Warm smiles, warm drinks and warm hearts everywhere.
He asks “Can I?” motioning a hug with his arms. Nodding and opening welcome arms, he stands up not minding the wrapping paper that falls off his lap. Embracing each other in a hug, eyes closed and satisfied hums escaping each other. They part and he graces her a soft warm “Thank you,” Responding with “Anytime,” and flashing an even bigger smile at him, he can’t help but to wrap her in another hug. Noticing his friends looking on, he parts and excitedly expresses, “I GOT GLOVES!!” raising both arms in the air. Waving his gloves in his hand, feeling the texture of them.
“Those aren’t all of them, I made you a few pairs too. But it’s for when it’s cold and you want something that feels comfortable around both hands. So in each pair, there’s a glove that has a layer of leather on the inside and fuzz on the outside. And there are others that’s just leather. It took a while to learn and figure out- but I did it!” She explains proud and excited. His eyes grew big when he heard that she made them, but even bigger when he learned that she took the time to learn how to make something as simple as a gift for him?!
‘Oh gosh, how do I have friends as good as these? He wonders. “Thank you so much, this means a lot.” he explains.
Natasha puts her weight on one leg and leans over to Rogers. “I can see them dating, then married.” Steve protests; “Shh, let them be young first.” he says with his finger over his lips.
Fake crying, she says “They grow up so fast.” Steve joins in on the fake crying, laying his head on her shoulder.
You're late, Rogers. /Bucky is a Punk Nerd. Teachers LOVE him so when Steve Rogers needed a tutor when starts failing in school... Guess who that is./ #stucky #stuckyfanart #stuckyauart #stuckyau #wintersoldier #buckybarnes #buckybarnesisnotavillain #steverogers https://www.instagram.com/p/BoAT7yQnfnZ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=sannfis651r6
Part 2 - Uh Oh. Bucky: This isn't a staring contest. We got work to do. Steve: S-Sorry... It's just... ---- I hate the hair, but oh well... #stucky #stuckyfanart #stuckystory #buckybarnesisnotavillain #buckybarnes #steverogers #stuckyau #wintersoldier https://www.instagram.com/p/BoFnfUPHtKs/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1k90ghnud1mlq
ANNABELLE ROMANOFF-ROGERS
story by twitt3rpate (poster by -voidlegends)
Because I deserve nothing less than the best eye candy for my wallpaper, haha! Presenting the adorably hot and scruffy Mr. Evans of the Holy Chris Trinity from the Marvel Cinematic Universe... #chrisevans #captainamerica #steverogers #holychristrinity #marvelcinematicuniverse #fuckyeah #eyecandy #mybodyisready
Im just a kid from Brooklyn
*freaking cries*
I thought of this line at 12 in the dang afternoon and scrambled onto disney+ and took a screenshot and took all day to draw it-
HES JUST A KID FROM BROOKLYN YOUR HONOR
i also uploaded this on instagram??Which is pretty groovy of me ik and theres a wip on there too so y kn ow @ the_coolsquirrel cough
Oh and my kofi~
Fade Masterlist
Summary:
Erin Schulz. Hydra's Pawn, their greatest fighter yet. One of the enhanced, her power unmatched even by the Maximoff twins. Daughter of Stark but that secret has been hidden from Erin. All of her life she has been told that she is unwanted and that Hydra is her only home. But soon, that lie will be revealed. What will happen when Ultron strikes? Can she find her place in the world? Will Erin choose to be a hero or a villian?
A Wattpad Original Story
Part 1: Age of Ultron
Prelude
Chapter 1: The Maximoffs
Chapter 2: The Attack
Chapter 3: A Disastrous Combination
Chapter 4: Captured
Chapter 5: Memory
Chapter 6: A Choice
Chapter 7: Is This What Safe Feels Like?
Chapter 8: A Realization
Chapter 9: The Fight
Chapter 10: The Vision
Chapter 11: The End Of An Age
Chapter 12: Grief
Chapter 13: Time to Let Go
(Blurbs 1 - 2 - 3 - 4)
Part 2: Civil War
Prelude
Chapter 14: Wishing I Could Forget
Chapter 15: The Accords
Chapter 16: Too Much Loss For Today
Chapter 17: Finding an Old Friend
Chapter 18: A War Is Brewing
Chapter 19: A New Recruit
Chapter 20: Civil War Part I
Chapter 20: Civil War Part II
Chapter 21: Aftermath
Chapter 22: He’s Okay
Chapter 23: Visitation
Chapter 24: One Last Time
Chapter 25: Starting to Find Peace
Chapter 26: We’ll Be There
Part 3: Civil War
Prelude
Chapter 27: A Celebration
Chapter 28: A Little Longer
Chapter 29: Is This My Life Now?
Chapter 30: Cover Blown
Chapter 31: A New Threat
Chapter 32: No Matter What
Chapter 33: Myself
Chapter 34: I Guess We’re a Team Now, Huh?
Chapter 35: Milestones
Part 4: Infinity War & Endgame
Prelude
Chapter 36: He’s Here
Chapter 37: An Untimely Reunion
Chapter 38: Time to Stand
Chapter 39: We Lost
Chapter 40: Glimpses
Chapter 41: The Revival
Chapter 42: One...Last...Chance
The End
Fade (Part I Prelude)
Summary: Erin Schulz, HYDRA’s best assasin, is ready for her next mission. Her task? Train the Maximoff twins. Protect the scepter. But underlying instincts spark problems before she even steps foot in Sokovia.
Rating: (14+) for references to disturbing images and details of a traumatic past.
I lay on the cot placed in my room while staring at the ceiling in boredom. There isn't much to look at. I have three concrete walls, one being glass so the soldiers can keep an eye on me. Well, I do deserve it, since that annoying force field is still holding strong. Why do I need a force field you ask? Well, let me explain.
You see, I've been a Hydra agent ever since I could remember. I made my way through the ranks and was named their deadliest assassin alongside the Winter Soldier. I think I was only 10 at the time, so I hope I didn't know any better. To be completely honest, all I can understand of my past was that obedience meant food and a warm bed. I still don't remember what that obedience is to this day.
However, my hard work and title still weren't enough for Hydra. They didn't want something deadly or powerful to control, Hydra needed someone who could be both. Soon after my graduation, I was taken to one of their secret labs in the mountains. It all goes blank there. I remember basically waking up and having these abilities. Telekinesis and gyrokinetic powers. Another slot in my memory. Soon, they gained access to the quantum realm and they had the bright idea to shove me in there. I was afraid the first time but after a little while, I got used to it. I don't know why I remember this, it seems that I have forgotten everything else.
From that realm, I gained the ability to phase through objects, living or not. Back to the school, I went where they said I went through even more training. All I have to remember it by is the mantle of the most dangerous person in Hydra at the age of thirteen. I should be proud of myself, they say. How I've persevered is something to look up to, my trainers instill.
But at the center of it all, my mind screams to remember all the things I've done when my memory goes blank. A pang of unforetold guilt follows me around like a shadow, threatening to take away everything that I have worked for. I don't know why they haven't just brainwashed me and turned me into a zombie-like they did James. They still let me remember some things. That is a mystery that I haven't cracked.
A soldier taps on the glass suddenly, turning my attention to the reality in front of me. I scan him for a split second before getting out of my cot and walking over. I shove my hands in the pockets of my army green jumpsuit and give him a look of disinterest, causing him to scoff at me. I'm still a spy after all.
"You are being relocated to a facility in Sokovia. There you will train the Maximoff twins as well as safeguarding Loki's scepter from any threats. The second half of your mission is to remain classified. Change into your uniform, we leave in five minutes. Are we clear, soldier?"
I stare defensively at the man, obviously not wanting to leave my haven. But eventually, I respond.
"Yes, sir," I say, my voice at its usual monotone pitch.
Just then, the hatch beside my bed opens and my uniform is dumped on my cot. Once I hear it close, I glare at the soldier until he leaves the room so that I can change. Once he leaves, I strip out of my previous outfit and leave it on the floor beside my cot. I pull on the outfit, securing all of the belts and buckles into place. After I secure my boots to my feet, I lift one foot and using my abilities, push the small knife out from the heel. Then, I pull the blade in I repeat the action on
Shakily, he opens the glass panel for me to leave. I look to him and see him holding a rifle in his hand, just for me. Walking over to the soldier, I take the gun from him, standing at his side.
"Scared are we?"
"Quiet," he seethes at me.
He gives the signal to disable the force field and soon we are on the tarmac where a jet is prepared for our departure. Before I board the craft, the soldier escorting me turns me towards him.
"What is your mission?" he asks.
"Protect and train the Maximoff siblings," I state.
"And?"
"And safeguard Loki's scepter from potential threats."
The soldier nods at me before letting go of my arm. I nod back at him and board the jet, strapping myself to its side in preparation for taking off. Something feels off about this mission but I know that I have to obey orders. And that is what I intend to do.
Fade (Chapter 1: The Maximoffs)
Summary: On assignment, Erin meets the infamous Maximoff twins, the successful versions of the same experiments she endured. They are her first students ever, meaning Erin has a choice. Turn them into weapons or help them grow stronger.
Rating:
After hours of flying on the jet, we finally land in Sokovia. From there multiple of Hydra's soldiers escort me to my new commander, Strucker. On the way to his office, we pass two prison cells that exactly match my old one. I see a boy speedily running around his small cell, unable to stop himself from crashing into the walls. Beside him is a girl, around his age, floating cubes in mid-air and her hands glow red. Before I can investigate any further, I'm guided through a narrow hallway and into Strucker's office. Once I am seated in front of him, all of the soldiers scurry out of the room, leaving us alone.
"Your previous commander gave you your mission, correct?" he asks, his voice as rough as always. He is staring at something on his desk instead of paying attention to me.
"No, he just sent me here for fun." I sarcastically remark, purposefully trying to piss him off.
"Don't play games with me, agent," Strucker growls, his attention now on me.
"You know," I stand from my seat and lean on the front of his desk. "I'm qualified to be your superior. But instead of hiding behind a desk, I choose to get the job done. If I'm going to stay here and train your little experiments, you are going to give me the same degree of respect that I had back home or I leave. Are we clear?" I say. Strucker stands from his desk, clearly irritated. He takes a defensive stance and takes a deep breath in to try to intimidate me. Obviously, he's the one who is intimidated in this situation.
"I don't like your tone, soldier. I suggest you sit back in your seat and shut the f-" Strucker orders but I cut him off in a... different way. I fade through the desk and his body and quickly pull out the knife from my boot with my abilities, retrieving it in my hand. I wrap my arm around his neck, the knife pressed against his throat. This silences him before he can utter another word.
"Now this can go one of two ways. I can slit your throat and I will get away scot-free. Or, you can shut your mouth and give me the respect I deserve." I whisper into his ear. The man begins to shake a little but stands firm.
"I don't respect someone out of fear." Strucker spits back, his voice wavering the tiniest bit. I strengthen my grip on him as I begin to crush his esophagus with the side of my forearm.
"I've been loyal to Hydra all of my life and I am not exaggerating. I'm their strongest agent. I think that deserves a little respect. " I spit at him, pressing the knife a little more into his throat. Strucker begins to wheeze so he taps my arm in submission and I let go. He sits back at his desk, his face pale from lack of oxygen and I sit across from him. I silently slip the knife back into my boot and reload it in case I have another "incident".
"The guards will lead you to your new sleeping quarters. From there you will have time to unpack and then you will meet the Maximoff twins."
"Yes, sir," I reply, sarcasm laced in my tone, before standing up. The guards follow Strucker's orders, leading me to my new home.
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After I was settled in my room, the guards lead me to their training room where the Maximoffs were waiting. I was dressed in a sports bra and tight knee-high pants, my hands wrapped in protective bandages. I am pushed into a moldy smelling gym, no equipment in sight, only two frightened teenagers.
"They're all yours." A guard says and I nod in acknowledgement. Once they leave, the two siblings just stare at me in confusion. The awkward silence fills the room until the girl in the corner of the room speaks.
"How do they expect someone so young to train us?" she says, her Sokovian accent thick. The boy zooms over and stares condescendingly while circling me like a shark. I glare back at him, my stance unyielding.
"I bet you she doesn't even have powers." he snarkily remarks to his sister. I shake my head and cross my arms, effortlessly becoming intangible.
"Then punch me." I spit back.
"What?" the boy says, confusion thick in his accent.
"If you’re confident, then punch me," I reply. The boy still looks confused but listens to my order, pulling his fist back. He swings and his fist phases right through me. I take the opportunity to fade right through him and take my stance from behind. Once I become solid again, I push him against the wall using my abilities. After a quick chuckle, I let him go momentarily. He then turns to try and fight me again. I shake my head and turn off the gravity in the room for him, leaving the girl and I glued to the floor. Once I drop the boy, he looks at me in awe and fear.
"So, you think I still don't have powers?" I ask after crouching to his level. He shakes his head rapidly and I offer him my hand. He looks at me like I'm the craziest person on earth before gratefully taking it. I lift him back up with me and our eyes meet.
"What's your name?" he asks. I look at him as if he's crazy. You don't ask a superior their name unless you want a hand to the face. But they have only been here a few years, they still don't know our rules.
"Erin, but outside of this area, you will call me Commander. Another word of advice, don't ask any of your superiors for their name. That will only earn you a hand to the face."
"Thanks for the advice." the boy mumbles as he looks downwards while rubbing the base of his head.
"I take it you have already made that mistake," I conclude and he nods.
"My name is Pietro and my sister is Wanda," Pietro says as he points to his sibling. She is still in the corner, staring at her hands as if she doesn't know what to do with them. I walk over to her and hold out my hands for her to take. Wanda looks at them skeptically before taking them and lifting herself up.
"If you are going to survive here, you can't have any space for weakness. I was sent here to train you but I'm not going to do that. I'm going to teach you how to survive."
"But how do we do that if we don't have any control of our powers? It's impossible." Wanda says, the idea of training causing her to panic. Her hands begin to glow and she stares at them in fear.
"That. Right there. You can't be afraid of your powers. You need to become one with them. Focus on that power and then channel it." I say. Wanda's attention slowly turns to me as she shakes. She pushes her hands outwards and timidly lifts me from my standing place. Wanda then freaks out and drops me but I land on my feet, my left hand in front of me.
"How... how is it possible?" Wanda asks, referring to her powers. I stand back up and take her hands once again.
"When you can do the things I can do, nothing is impossible."
Yes! All of this! I hate when people paint Steve as Americas golden boy cuz he’s not.
Also I have to add that (at least in some comics and the MCU) he lives on the Brooklyn waterfront which was extraordinarily queer especially between 1920-1945. So not only did he grow up around anti-fascists, left wing politics, trade unions, socialists and more he also grew up around a lot of queer and gender non conforming people.
Steve Rogers Isn't Just Any Hero
so over on tv tropes one of the articles talks about how modern approaches to writing steve rogers are politically correct revisionist history bc people write steve now as being super accepting of all races and sexualities and genders etc.
which
is not an argument i particularly understand bc it assumes all people in the past by default held the prejudices associated with their time period
and anyway like you do know the whole point to steve rogers becoming captain america is that he’s an exceptionally decent human being which is what makes him a great super soldier
stevebucky + shared life experience | @stucky-week
Something I did on DA. Zero vs Steve/Captain America #mini-conmaddness24 #marvelvscapcominfinite #marvelvscapcom #captainamerica #steverogers #zero #avengers #megamanx #convergence #deviantart #nomorelectures
Original from my DA, edited with Instagram #captainamerica #steverogers #avengers #deviantart #profileicon #icon #cute #adorable (at Modesto, California)
THE ONE TIME IM ON A NIGHT OUT😭😭😭
best believe ill be reading this masterpiece in the pub bathroom. IM SO EXCITED AAAH!💞💝💖💓💕💗💝💞💕
WICKED GAMES 3 WILL BE POSTED TOMORROW AKA SATURDAY AT AROUND MIDNIGHT MY TIME (UK) 🩷🩷🩷🩷