aubergines | ( #002 ) FAKE MARRIED AU

[ If he's honest, he'd say he had a lot of trepidations going into a mission like this. It's got nothing to do with being paired up with Bucky, and everything to do with the fact he doesn't want to play pretend over something so serious that could be in the scope of their relationship. It seems almost tawdry on one side and unfair on the other. But, that's a thought he keeps to himself, because there's no way in fucking hell he's going to put a little black raincloud over this mission. Undercover shit is fun (when it goes right... and he's hoping it goes right), and it's even more fun that he can share it with Bucky.

They're a good team in the field, and there's no one he'd rather work with. In fact, he usually doesn't do field work with anyone else and sticks to tech and comms where he's most knowledgeable and feels more in control of the situation. But, it's always hard to say no to Bucky; even more so when a good opportunity presents itself.

The story they have is a good one, the locale is even better. And maybe that's got a little to do with why he so readily went, even though he held reservations. It is like a vacation. Almost. This nouveau riche kind of lifestyle isn't so bad. It's not how either one of them were brought up, and where Jake could take it or leave it, he's kind of happy Bucky gets to luxuriate in the plush luxury. There's no one who deserves it more.

The only complaint he has is that Bucky's got to keep his arm covered up ninety percent of the time. It's disappointing. Perhaps stupidly so. Jake knows Bucky prefers it like this, and it's not as if he can blame him—the arm and the scars are a constant daily reminder of how his life turned out. But, without them, not only would Bucky not be here, but there'd be no proof of just how strong and amazing he truly is. But, again, Jake keeps that to himself, as well.

They've settled into suburban life fairly quickly and Jake would almost be surprised over that if it wasn't for the fact that it's literally the easiest thing in the world to share space with Bucky. Today they're grilling in their backyard and Jake's mind is still sort of boggling that this is his life. Even if it is fake, the memory is going to remain. And that's reality enough.

He hears Bucky's approach, so he's ready for him and pauses his dual wielding of the spatula and tongs. There's kebabs on the top rack, burgers and corn on the cob on the bottom. His stomach is so excited that it can barely stay in its place. (There's even potato salad chilling in the fridge along side some beer. It's great. Good Christ this is fucking great.) A bright grin steals across his lips when Bucky presses against him and Jake doesn't hesitate to lean back against him. He turns his head to stamp a kiss anywhere he can reach before turning back to the grill. ]

Pretty fuckin' good, [ he laughs ] lovebug. [ His terms of endearment still need a shitload of work. But he's trying. ] Should be ready soon. Hope you're hungry. [ He gestures with the tongs, snapping them together toward the table under the veranda. ] Wanna snag that for me?

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He won't.

[ that's a flat answer that cuts off that statement. ]

Because you wouldn't dare tell him. Some secrets are best kept between us, Thor, especially when it's the better option. Though I know how much you want to put an axe in someone's face, father will be more displeased to know all the wars that would domino from your actions.

[ got you by the balls. ]

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[She will be nicer to you then Lance, but come on, it's Lance. ~~He's terrible by default.~~]

[pre-reveal only, mostly because I think it would be he HILARIOUS]

[ every time Derek reminds him, Loki manages to come up with some more imaginative excuse as to why they're doing this. from "saving Mainframe" to "defeating the evil Rita Repulsa," he manages to deliver each one with facetious accuracy. ]

Why does someone have to wear a veil? I thought we could do some little get-together in New Zealand.

[ is he serious? probably not. maybe. ]

[She'll make you breakfast!]

It's [ insert very distinct Nordic word here. ] and it's cute.

[ he says, as if he actually believes it. he's very good at that.

at least he's handsome, and somewhat charming. what comes with that package seems to be his sort of nefarious aura that he projects. he never does look like anyone can trust him. he's casual, confident, and completely collected, ready to make up for any of her social faux pas. ]

[Somehow, Thor does not punch Loki in the face. Miracles do happen.]

Then none shall hear of it. Ever.

[He crosses his arms and scowls into the distance, not at all looking the picture of happiness a newly-wed should.]

Then let us do what must be done, the faster to end this farce.

[ he tries not to roll his eyes, but it takes everything in him not to make a slightly cutting yet endearing comment. instead he vouches for the more feelsy route. to be fair, this was a Thor that he hadn't seen in ages, that only (until recently) resided in his memory, and even that couldn't be trusted lately.

instead of the bristle trickster that Thor knows as a brother, Loki sounds a bit more sincere. ]

What bothers you so, brother? Though I know how much you loathe tricks and games ... you'll not have the blood on your hands to match.

[Honestly, Thor is not certain what has him so antsy about this. Odin is always going on at him about using his head instead of his hammer to solve problems.

He shrugs his shoulders.] We ...are brothers.

[ Michael was aware Shatterstar's arrival and eyed him quietly. A stream of knowledge about the redhead came to him, and the choice of a false name made the corner of his mouth quirk ever so slightly. He replied quietly: ]

I know, my star. [ In case anyone overheard, they could just take it as a pet name. He turned to fully face Shatterstar and gently took the redhead's arms in his hands. ]

Thank you for being here with me.

It's more complicated than that. [ Michael was a creature of few words, keeping his answers direct like that. Still, he smiled lightly at Esther. ]

I'm here to keep you and yours safe.

[AUs are fine, too!]

[ they're in some magical foreign exchange school or something, whatever it doesn't really matter the main point being that this school has a high budget. it's probably private; he comes from money, and one of the few things her parents didn't fight about in the divorce was her school fund, so no ones going bankrupt this semester. they're just going places — nice places, places they probably would have gotten to in time, but in their late teens instead of their late forties. and there are some major pluses to traveling while young. namely liver functionality, which meant they could drink three times as much as they really should and their hangovers wouldn't be world ending.

teenaged resilience doesn't mean they don't get hung over at all, however.

they're sitting in a little british coffee between airplane layovers (it's part of the muggle studies portion, and the worst part because being hungover on an airplane? a tiny, pressurized cabin that only serve baby sized water bottles and peanuts? one of the worst places to sober up, and lydia spends a good twenty minutes rhapsodizing about passing out in a gutter instead — at least she could be horizontal). lydia's at least feeling a little better about herself because she didn't try to pay for her coffee in gold and silver, and the caffeine is doing wonders for her headache. such wonders, that when a little old lady tells them they're a cute couple, she smiles and says: ] Thanks, he just proposed!

[ no one seems to notice the ring — or lack there of — on her finger. but the little old lady gushes and offers to buy them pastries, so when james opens his mouth (presumably to set her straight in her assumptions) she kicks him.

it's a gentle kick, but a kick all the same, and hisses at him. ]

Don't ruin this, we're getting scones.

[It's not Steve's fault. Mostly. It's just that, well, the princess on the run from her usurped kingdom in some magical pocket dimension (Steve tries not to ask too many questions about how that last part works, not because he can't handle the mental gymnastics necessary but because it leads to long, circular discussions about the nature of reality) couldn't seem to take the hint that he wasn't interested in her, so it had seemed more expedient to lie and claim he was already spoken for. Married, in fact, because anything less just didn't require a bond of fidelity the princess would respect.

Married to Sif, because Steve didn't trust even supposed marriage vows to stop Her Highness, but a wife inclined to stab her enemies might just do the trick.

So far it's worked, but then it's also only been about an hour. The princess is still a little too close for comfort, as if pouting and heaving dramatic sighs will make Steve change his mind. He's going to need Sif to show up herself at this rate.]

It's dumb and over the top.

[He may be handsome and charming in his own way but Yelena's too used to people hiding their truer and darker natures behind that sort of personality which makes this whole set-up all the more frustrating to deal with.]

Besides you don't look like a smoochy-kins so no one would believe it even if I did.

[Please for the love of whatever powers that exist, don't ask her what he does look like.]

[AU: Bucky was found, Director Coulson runs SHIELD and the 3 boys & Nat are doing missions for them between Avenger work, cus why not? Sound cool?]

It was surprising how much Steve's 'Captain America' appearance diminished when he let his hair grow out just a little bit and put on a Dodgers hoodie. He dressed down very nicely and though he still looked clean cut and golden boy like, he could hide his national icon appearance good enough.

That and who would have thought that Steve Rogers would be sharing an apartment with his newly married husband? This mission put all four of them into undercover work. Watch and eye, protection, research and then some. They had contacts, they had escape routes, they had orders.

For now they were to spend a week getting established. The thing is, Steve just assumed it would be him and Bucky, while Sam and Natasha got hitched (he at least knew a lot about buck). But Natasha pulled a fast one and walked off with Bucky being her husband for the past few years, moving into a new (crappy) apartment. Leaving Steve and Sam.

Not that he minded! He was rather... fond of the guy. They had a u-haul of crap to move, to make it clear they were moving in. Steve had... never had to play human before. Human as in... normal. "Hey, hand me that box, huh?" It was marked books (comics was crossed out. Natasha's hand writing on the side). He saw a couple of guys in suits staring at them as they walked by. Part of their target, no doubt, but Steve played it off easy and didn't even look long.

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[ Well, it seems easy enough, considering that they had, at some point in their lives, actually been married. The mannerisms are easy to fall into again, her hand on his shoulder, maybe his on the small of her back. It's blurs the lines between what they are now and what they were not so long ago, and Bobbi tries not to think about that when she and Clint head out to an important West Coast (of course) shindig at the Getty Villa.

It's a celebration for the acquisition of a very important artifact that is said to hold great power. Naturally, security is tight, but Bobbi and Clint are reinforcements, unassuming in their best clothes - Bobbi, in blue of course. She couldn't help herself with their fake names for the evening either, as Fred and Daphne. Pure coincidence, she'll swear up and down.

The party seems to be going well, unassuming, in fact, but she knows better than to relax, eyes slowly scanning the crowd mingling in the open air Roman-inspired court. She holds the champagne glass as if to drink but forgets to do so. ]

[ canonmates only, please. ]

"You can't be serious." Kendall protested, glancing at Sam to her right for support, not quite as intimidated by Coulson as she should be, mostly because he'd been her handler before he'd ever been her director, "The only 'domestic' anything I'm good at is terrorism, and even that's debatable."
She shook her head, "This is espionage, totally not my forte, can't you get Tasha to do it?"

"Easier to pass you off as a suburbanite, and besides, we need her elsewhere." The director said, leaning back in his chair, fingers steepled, "We've already got a crew in place making sure the house gets outfitted, anything you need is already going to be there when you arrive. So just how is this different than any of the other dozen gonzo missions you've been on before?"

Kendall made a frustrated sound in the back of her throat, barely resisting the urge to drag a hand through her hair, "The time frame, for one. I'm used to using an alias for an hour or two, just long enough to get through customs, this is ... months, probably, and it's not just a couple of customs agents, it's a whole freakin' subdivision."

"Gated community." Phil corrected, "Or, if we're correct, commune. SHIELD doesn't like it, FBI, CIA and even the ATF doesn't like it, which means that there's definitely something here. Fish and Game isn't thrilled either, for what it's worth. But it's down to us because our guys have the best chance of keeping their cover, better chance of it than anyone Talbot would send in. You've seen the write-up, the ads, tell me it doesn't smell wrong to you."

"It does, but..."
"But nothing, Barton." He turned to Sam then, both brows arching, "You have any objections to this, Wilson? Any reason at all you think the two of you can't pull this off?"

( #002 ) FAKE MARRIED AU

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BOBBI MORSE | AOS | OTA

GRANT WARD | AOS | MCU

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Ariel 'Falcon' Wilson (Rule 63!Sam) | MCU | OTA

Clint Barton | Marvel 616

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sam wilson | mcu | ota

#crack

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elsa ❄ frozen

... /tries again... hides/

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Ichabod Crane | Sleepy Hollow

sam wilson ( falcon ) | ca:tws | ota

James "Rhodey" Rhodes | MCU

Erik Lehnsherr | x-men: dofp | ota

Lemmie know if anything needs tweaking