Mission 100
Mission 100
A/N This is something random that I wrote. It has nothing to do with any fandom or anything but I would like to know your thoughts on it. Its also like 1.4k words long which is a lot for me. its pretty average for most people tho I'm just lazy
THIS IS NOT AN 18+ FIC BUT I STILL FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH MINORS READING MY FICS SO PLEASE DNI IF YOU ARE A MINOR.
Summary NONE- read the warnings though
DO NOT REPOST ONTO ANY OTHER APPS/WEBSITES. THE ONLY PLACE THIS FIC IS ON IS TUMBLR.
Warnings Violence, Mild gore, it's about an assassin (need I say more?), angst, thriller kinda
The sky outside is torn apart by the jagged spears of thunder from the storm. The woman is anxiously awaiting a call. A call that determines her future actions. Her glossy, red nails tap on the table, keeping time with each passing second.
She’s a tall, slender woman (around 5”11) with a pale complexion and eyes like that of a feral cat- dangerous and unnerving. Her cheeks are a pale pink colour which matches her lips. She is dressed in a black suit with a black shirt that has the top button undone. On her feet are a pair of glossy black stilettos.
She is starting to get impatient.
The woman walks towards the adjacent room and the dusty floorboards creak with each step. The rain is beating against the thin, single-glazed windows which groan with the force of the winds, a sign the storm is getting worse.
She pushes the door open to reveal a man tied to a chair with nylon rope. The rope is tied around his chest and feet, attaching them to the chair. His hands are zip-tied together and a cloth has been tied around his head to act as a gag.
The man looks around 50 and his eyes are wide in fear. However, this fear is one he is familiar with.
The woman walks over to the table situated behind the door. She grabs a switchblade and holds it up. The man begins to frantically writhe about, he would scream but he knows it’s futile. Being in a house in such a secluded area makes situations like these worse for the victim but more fun for the captor.
The woman swiftly approaches the man. He lets out a whimper as she holds the blade to his neck.
“All you had to do was agree. You had to sign on the dotted line and this wouldn’t have happened,” she whispered.
She presses the blade into his neck, not enough to break the skin, but enough to make the man turn pale in fear of what she’ll do next.
“Now the boss has got me doing this. Again. And for what, all because you want to keep this old house,” she sneers.
The woman is about to continue speaking when she is interrupted by the telephone ringing. She slowly pulls away as a smirk makes its way onto her face. She puts the switchknife back onto the table.
“I’ll be back,” she tells the man before exiting the room.
She walks back into the other room and looks at the rotary phone screaming for her to answer it. She approaches the phone and picks up the handset.
“Hello,” the woman says to the person on the other end of the line.
The woman pauses for a few seconds before replying.
“I’ll make sure I do that boss.”
She puts the phone back on the switch hook.
The woman saunters back into the room where the man is supposed to be only to see he has escaped. She hears thudding on the stairs and grabs her swtichknife off the table before going to look for the man.
She trudges down the stairs in search of her prey. She goes into every room she comes across and checks each one thoroughly. Just as she is about to give up, she hears a familiar jingle of keys and runs towards the front door.
“So you thought you would escape me, you should know by now. I will always find you,” she sneers at the man.
“This isn’t you, you know it,” he tells her with pleading eyes.
“You don’t get to tell me who I am or how I act,” her voice trembles at the last word.
She pulls a gun out from the holster strapped to the back of her trousers and makes sure it’s loaded and the safety is off. She holds the gun up with a trembling hand. Tears start to gather in her waterline.
The man turns and tries to unlock the door. His attempt to free himself is ended when a gunshot is heard. This is followed by a thud and a cry of pain from the man.
The woman begins to sob as she steps over the man as she finishes unlocking the door and steps outside. The rain soaks through her clothes in a matter of seconds and her hair is sticking to her forehead.
She walks through the overgrown garden to a wooden bench almost engulfed by nature. She sits down and looks forward blankly.
That’s when it happens. She can see it. Happiness.
It was cold outside but the blankets wrapped around her kept her warm. She heard footsteps before her father walked into the room and picked her up. The girl giggled as he spun around with her in his arms.
He kissed her on the forehead and walked into the living room where the fireplace had been lit. He sat the girl on his lap and they sat there in silence, soaking up the heat…
The woman comes back to her senses when she hears groaning coming from the house. She practically jumps off the bench and grabs her gun.
She crouches behind a nearby bush and slowly makes her way towards the noise. It’s the man dragging himself out of the house. She huffs in annoyance and stands up.
She approaches the man with an emotionless face and picks him up by the collar of his shirt. He is drenched from the rain and he’s losing blood fast.
The woman drags him inside and closes the door, which she props him up against. She crouches down to his level.
“You could’ve made it out of this alive if you had just played dead for a few more minutes,” she whispered.
“You could have let me make it out alive.”
“And risk being skinned alive. I don’t think so,” she has an unidentifiable look on her face now.
She looks remorseful but merciless at the same time. Two emotions which usually represent two different sides of a story but not this time.
The woman grabs the man by the collar of his shirt again and begins to drag him into a bedroom.
Once they get there she only just manages to get him onto the bed.
“You don’t have long left, I hit the artery in your left leg,” she tells the man, checking her gun.
She looks up, confused he didn’t answer. Her eyes full are of sorrow but her body language shows her violent nature.
“What do you expect me to say?”
“Something!”
“You don’t have to do this,” he tells her.
“Don’t you understand? I have no choice. You’re my mission,” she doesn’t shout this time, she puts her gun on the bed and looks down at the floor.
“Then complete your mission, my love,” he whispers to her.
In a matter of seconds, the woman picks up her gun and shoots the man in the head. The gun falls out of her hand as she observes the crime scene she has created. Then, the guilt starts to set in.
The thunder outside roars and the lightning lights up the sky like fireworks.
The woman walks over to the man's corpse and grasps the knife in her pocket. She pulls it out and neatly carves ‘mission 100 complete’ into the man’s arm.
She grabs some blankets off a nearby chair and tucks the man in. She picks up her knife and gun before exiting the room.
The woman walks upstairs and back into the room with the phone inside. She calls the person from earlier, her boss. After a few seconds, he picks up.
“Mission 100 is complete sir,” she informs him.
“I congratulate you, your debt is paid and you are free,” her boss declares.
She puts the handpiece back on the switch hook. Once again, her face is emotionless but her trembling hands and unsteady steps convey her true emotions of shock, relief and regret.
She slowly makes her way back down the stairs for the last time. She goes back into the room where her latest and last mission lies, motionless and pale.
She almost hopes he is still alive. As she enters the room she feels tears start to gather in her waterline again.
The woman approaches the man for the last time. She sits on the bed next to him and smooths her hand over the blankets that once belonged to her. She leans over to the man and plants a kiss on his forehead.
“I’m so sorry father,” she whispers before sobs overtake her body.
She lays down and curls up next to the man.
Her repayment has cost her everything, her life, her happiness, her spark.
Finally, she is free and she has no debts.
She has no family.
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Can't sleep
Bucky Barnes x reader
A/N this is day one of my 100 followers celebration series. If you have sent an ask I am working on it. I'm sorry this one is short and so late but I didn't know I would have so much to do today. Also, all mistakes are my own so if you see any feel free to comment them and comments, likes and reblogs are appreciated.
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Summary you can't sleep (I wrote this based on my own issues with sleep and I hope it comforts anyone with the same struggles)
DO NOT REPOST ON ANY OTHER APPS/WEBSITES. THE ONLY PLACE THIS FIC IS ON IS TUMBLR.
Warnings fluff, slight angst (kinda)
You don’t know how long it's been since you first got into bed, but at the moment it feels like forever. You have been tossing and turning, unable to get comfy. You look over to Bucky who is fast asleep.
He looks so peaceful.
You huff before getting out of bed in hopes of tiring yourself out. You trudge into the living room where you grab your laptop and the blanket that has been left there from your movie night with Bucky.
You sit on the couch and put the blanket on your lap. Then, you open your laptop and begin to get on with some work that you need to do.
After a while, you look at the time in the corner of your laptop and sigh. Its 4:01 am which means you’re not going to get to sleep any time soon.
Then, you are startled when you feel a cold hand on your shoulder. You look up to see Bucky, his eyes barely open and his hair a perfect mess.
“Why aren’t you in bed doll?” he asks.
“Couldn’t sleep,” you reply.
“You should’ve woken me up. I would have come in here with you so you aren’t alone,” Bucky said, walking around the couch to lift you and put you on his lap.
He wraps his arms around your stomach and pulls you flush against his chest, his chin resting in the crook of your neck.
“I didn’t wake you because you looked so peaceful and I didn’t want to disturb your sleep if you’re not having a nightmare,” you look down at your hands as you pick the skin around your nails.
“Doll, I've told you a million times now, I don’t care if you wake me up, even if it's for something small, but I especially want you to wake me up if you can’t sleep. You know I can’t sleep properly if you’re not in bed with me anyways,” he kisses your cheek.
“Sorry,” you turn just enough so you can kiss Bucky on the lips.
“No need to be sorry doll, I just don’t like the idea of you being awake alone if I can help it,” Bucky responds and kisses the back of your neck.
You both stay in a comfortable silence until it is broken by the alarm on your phone going off. You reach over and grab your phone to turn the alarm off.
“I guess it's time to start the day,” you say to Bucky, getting up off his lap and going into the kitchen to make s drink for the both of you.
A few minutes later, you feel two arms make their way around your waist.
“I love you so much doll,”
“I love you too baby,”
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Cuddles
Steve Rogers x Fem!reader
A/N This is one of the first fics I posted on my other account and I thought I lost it, luckily it just wasn't labelled. Comments, likes and reblogs are appreciated and all mistakes are my own so if you see any just comment them.
Summary You just got home from a long mission and you missed Steve (a lot).
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Warnings fluff
To say you missed your boyfriend, Steve, was an understatement. You had just gotten back from a three-week long mission with Nat and Clint at an abandoned Hydra base to get some information on the winter soldier. Luckily, the mission was successful and there weren't too many problems other than a few traps that caught the three of you off guard since they were strategically placed.
However, you were missing Steve a lot. And although the mission was less than a month, and you had spent longer away from him, you were still missing Steve and his amazing hugs.
You could see Steve waiting for you as the Quinjet landed. As soon as the Quinjet opened, you were running towards Steve as he opened his arms to welcome you.
Steve groaned as he took the impact from you running into him and wrapped his arms around you as you wrapped yours around his waist. You both stayed like that for a while before you pulled back so you could kiss Steve in what felt like forever.
“I missed you so much baby,” Steve said, breathless from the kiss.
“I missed you too Stevie,” you gave him a chassed kiss on his lips before making your way to the floor you and Steve shared with Bucky so you could shower.
After your shower, you changed into one of Steve’s t-shirts and some shorts before going into the living room on your floor and joining Steve on the couch.
“Do you feel better now honey?” Steve asked.
“Much better,” you responded with a smile.
Steve lifted his left arm to rest on the couch behind you as you moved closer to cuddle into his side and rested your head on his chest. You stayed there for a while as you watched whatever show was on the tv until the end credits were rolling.
You looked up at Steve as he leaned in to meet your lips in a kiss filled with pure passion. You could feel butterflies in your stomach as your and Steve's tongues fought for dominance.
This romantic situation was then ruined by the sounds of retching coming from behind you. You turned around to see Sam and Bucky stood at the door pretending to gag at the sight of your and Steve’s affection.
“You’re just jealous that you don’t have anyone to kiss birdman,” you said to Sam which he responded to with a scowl.
“And you can't handle the fact that I've got a girl before you jerk,” Steve said to Bucky with a smirk on his face.
“Punk,” Bucky replied.
“Anyways we came here to tell you two love birds that food is ready,” Sam said, rolling his eyes.
You and Steve stood up and proceeded to walk with Sam and Bucky to the elevator.
“You two better not start making out in the elevator or else I won't want my food.” Sam said while crossing his arms.
“Jeez Sam were not animals,” you replied.
“I dunno if I believe you y/n. The things I've heard says different.” Bucky said with a disgusted look on his face.
“Come on Buck, we’re not that bad,” Steve was smiling because he knew that you both weren’t exactly quiet in the bedroom.
Once the elevator doors opened, the four of you walked out and into the dining room where everyone else was waiting for you. Everyone was sitting down and they had left four seats for you, Steve, Sam and Bucky to sit in.
You sat down next to Nat and Steve sat on the other side of you. You put your hand on Steve’s thigh whilst you used your other hand to eat.
“So y/n how was the mission?” Tony asked.
“It was alright I guess. Some of the traps were so fucking hard though.”
“Well Hydra treasured cyborg so I'm not surprised.” Tony responded.
“Hey! Don’t call me that. At least I don’t have to dress up in a stupid suit to become helpful.” Bucky snarled at Tony.
Tony just rolled his eyes before turning to Bruce to talk about sciency things that no one but them understood.
After everyone had eaten, you and Steve excused yourselves. You held hands all the way from the dining room up until you reached your ensuite where you both brushed your teeth. After that, you got into bed while Steve changed into some sweatpants.
Steve got into bed next to you and lifted his arm so you could rest your head on his chest. You leaned up so you could kiss him again before returning your head back to its previous position. You threw an arm over Steve's stomach and hooked a leg over one of Steve’s so you could be as close as humanly possible to him.
“Is there anything you want or need, baby?” Steve questioned.
“Just cuddles from you. That’s all I need Stevie.” This made Steve smile.
You kissed his chest and then closed your eyes as you slowly drifted into a comfortable slumber while listening to the steady beat of Steve’s heart.
“G’night Stevie.” you whispered sleepily.
Steve only heard your comment because of his super hearing and he let out a quiet chuckle.
“Good night darling,” Steve said although he knew you didn’t hear it because of your breathing which signified that you were fast asleep.
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THIS!!!
the fact that John Walker used the shield to murder someone has so many layers, the metaphors of a bloody shield are top tier
Pristine and tainted vs. filthy and clean
Captain America's symbol being a shield means he's DEFENSIVE. his main weapon is one of de-escalation, of protection, of harm reduction. He stands for what's right and protects the weaker
One man doesn't have the power to judge and prosecute at will, he doesn't get to decide who lives or dies. America is a country built on blood and Steve Rogers stands for what real freedom should be, including opposing the very government that maintains the oppression of its people. It is always better to accidentally protect the wrong people than to hurt the good. If Steve stands for America, he stands for the ones who need protecting, not the authorities or aggressors
And then John Walker gets ahold of the same power and prestige and turns it into a weapon. A killer. A symbol of protection used to take life
He so quickly violated everything Captain America stood for, physically painting it in blood
America's downfall was when they chose a man to represent them who does so with violence and rage instead of justice and peace
Alpine- Part 1
Bucky Barnes x fem!reader x Alpine
A/N Hey guys I'm re-posting all my fics. Also all mistakes are my own and comments, likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated xoxo
Summary You and Bucky decide to get a cat.
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Warnings fluff
Today was the day. You and Bucky had decided to get a cat. It didn’t take long for you two to make the decision but it was still a pretty big one since any pet is a big commitment.
“you ready doll?” Bucky asked with a grin on his face.
“let me get my phone and I’ll be ready babe.” You replied with the same excitement as Bucky.
You both had wanted a cat since the start of your relationship but had decided to wait until you moved in together to get one. Today marked 1 year of living with Bucky which seemed perfect. You both walked hand-in-hand to the nearest animal shelter. Once you got there, you went to the desk where a kind-looking woman with short red hair was typing on her computer. She was wearing jeans and a graphic t-shirt.
“Hi, me and my girlfriend are looking to adopt a cat so I was wondering if you could tell us where the cats are here.” Bucky said with a toothy grin.
The woman looked up from her computer and gave you both a smile “sounds good” the woman replied whilst looking back at her computer. “if you give me one moment I’ll get one of my colleagues to take you there.”
“thanks.” Bucky responded, squeezing your hand in excitement.
You saw a tall woman with long blonde hair and what looked like an abundance of tattoos come around the corner with a smile on her face. “hi, I’m Rebecca and I’m going to be showing you all the cats and kittens we have in the hopes that you will be able to give one a home.”
“great!” you replied excitedly.
“good, Follow me please.”
Rebecca lead you and Bucky through a few corridors before you reached a door with a cartoon drawing of a cat on it. You could also hear the meows of a few cats.
“here you are. You can look at any cats and if you want to get in with any of the cats just shout me over and I can open the door.”
“ok, thanks.” You said.
You and Bucky had been looking for about 15 minutes when you both heard a really loud meow from behind you. You both turned around and saw a pure white cat clawing at the door. You both went over to it and crouched down. The cat was still meowing and trying to get to you.
“you stay here doll and I’ll get the lady to let us in.” Bucky said before kissing your head and going over to Rebecca to ask her to open the door.
Rebecca came over with a key in her hand and unlocked the door. “here you go guys. I’ll wait outside here but if you need any help or information I’m happy to give it to you.”
“Ok. thank you so much” you responded.
Rebecca smiled in response. You and Bucky sat down on the floor and started to call the cat over. It first came over to you so you outstretched your hand so it could sniff it and decide whether it wanted to let you pet it. Once it had sniffed your hand the cat licked it and nudged your hand so you could stroke it.
“wow I’m surprised he let you do that.” Rebecca genuinely sounded surprised. “he usually doesn’t like people and other cats. That’s why he has his own space.”
The cat then went over to Bucky who had took one glove off and outstretched his flesh hand. However, the cat went to Bucky’s metal hand which was still concealed in the black leather glove.
Bucky hesitated so you leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “it’s ok babe. You’re not gonna hurt him. You’re not him anymore”
“o-ok” Bucky replied and took off the glove what was covering his metal hand.
The cat sniffed then licked Bucky’s hand before nudging it and purring loudly when Bucky started to stroke it. All of the previous doubt on Bucky’s face had dissipated and turned into awe at the white fur ball that was now playing with his metal hand.
Then, Bucky looked at you and smiled. You leaned over to press a chassed kiss on his lips.
“I think this is the one” Bucky said looking at you with hopeful eyes.
“I think it is”
Rebecca had a big grin on her face while watching yours and Bucky’s interaction with each other. “great! If you want I can get the paperwork ready and find out the price.”
“ok. Umm just one thing though. What is his name?” Bucky questioned.
“his name is Alpine but feel free to change his name of you want to. He was named by the staff here since he was brought in by a person on the street who saw him roaming around with a large wound on his back.”
You looked at Bucky and he nodded. “I think we’re gonna keep the name Alpine it suits him. And it’s very unique”
“very well then. I’ll get the paperwork while you two continue to play with Alpine.” Rebecca walked away to get the paperwork for you and Bucky to sign.
Bucky looked at you with adoration in his eyes and leaned in to kiss you again. “thank you doll. I love you so much.”
However, the moment was interrupted by Alpine who had decided he wasn’t getting enough attention so he crawled up Bucky’s metal arm and head-butted his cheek.
You looked at Bucky and you both started to laugh. “I love you too Bucky”
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Smut-🔥
Angst-😢
Oneshots
Forbidden fruit-🔥💕
Cuddles-💕
Overlooked-💕😢
Clingy-💕
Series
Mini series
100 followers celebration
Miscellaneous fics and drabbles
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Smut-🔥
Angst-😢
Gore/thriller/horror ect-🩸
Mission 100-😢🩸
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