Soulmark

  • Kol.

    Kol. (100)

    :
    NaNoWriMo 2016
    Gender:
    Age:
    25
    Location:
    United States
    Image
    Kylie Lambert && Thor Odinson
    Image

    Image

    Image
    James Buchanan 'Bucky' Barnes && Josephine 'Josie' Edwards
    Image
    February 7th, 2019 at 04:49am
  • castle.

    castle. (2000)

    :
    Member
    Gender:
    Age:
    24
    Location:
    Canada
    Josephine couldn't wrap her head around what had happened to her in life. Most of the time, she had learned how to ignore it. Had learned how to put that pain in a far corner of her mind so that she could focus on the work in front of her. She was an Avenger, she helped people that needed it and she had helped save the world on more occasions than she probably would admit. She didn't do this for the fame or the thanks or any of it - in fact, no one even knew her name. Or her story. The world didn't even know her name, or her face. She was kept a secret because her story didn't really have a fantastic beginning.

    She didn't understand how it had happened, not really. The accident, it probably should have killed her. That's what the doctors had told her. Time and time again. And then, Josephine had realized she needed to disappear because who did you go to when you have to explain that you haven't aged? What would they say? There was no one that would be able to understand and she had a feeling in the pit of her stomach, one that she simply could not shake. No matter how hard she tried, who would she trust with such an important secret?

    Steve had returned home, after his tour overseas. After Bucky had perished. And she'd cried. Cried and cried and the thing that she held on to? Steve had cried, too. He'd apologize between full body sobs, explaining that he was sorry that Bucky hadn't come home. That he hadn't been able to protect his best friend - and then the secret came tumbling out of her lips before she could even stop it. Josephine told Steve about it all. About learning she was pregnant and sending a letter that would never be read. About the accident and about having not aged a day since.

    There was no one else she could hope to trust with her secret but Steve had known who to turn to - Howard Stark. The man took Josephine under his wing, welcomed her into his home. It had been hard, scary - because how did you trust a stranger? But Howard was trustworthy and he helped put her mind at ease. Put her to work because if she was immortal, and she was trained - she could be a deadly weapon. A weapon against the people that had taken Bucky from her. Howard had given her a renewed sense of purpose and she would be forever grateful.

    Josephine found herself close to his son, Tony, after. After the Starks' accident because Howard was the only Stark left and Steve was gone. The only person in her life that didn't treat her any differently. didn't treat her like some sort of perverse God.

    Years had gone by, and the routine was the same. Every night when the tower settled in and people were sleeping, Josephine tip toed into Tony's lab. There was a small couch that she curled up on and she sat and she watched as Tony worked because it was easier than living through the nightmares that tended to plague her mind. Ones that Tony could relate to because he still hadn't quite come to terms with his parents' deaths.

    "Sometimes.. I wonder what it would be like. If Bucky was still here. Even if I lost the baby... even if the accident happened.." Josephine whispered, shrugging her shoulders.
    February 12th, 2019 at 05:05am
  • Kol.

    Kol. (100)

    :
    NaNoWriMo 2016
    Gender:
    Age:
    25
    Location:
    United States
    Kylie could distinctly remember the day her soulmark had appeared on her wrist. She'd just turned fifteen and was laying in her bed reading her favorite book when she'd felt a rather odd feeling on her wrist, upon further investigation she'd realized that the name Thor Odinson was scrawled across her wrist in rather elegant writing. She'd remembered she'd stared at this name on her wrist for a good ten minutes trying to just make sense of it and she never did. So rather than try and figure it out and stress herself out Kylie decided to ignore it. In her mind there had to be some kind of mistake, because Thor Odinson wasn't real. Yes, he was her favorite Viking myth to read about but she believed that he was just that. A myth. Yes, Kylie loved learning about him, she liked to imagine him in different ways depending on the story she was studying, but he wasn't real. And she'd felt like somehow the universe was trying to pull a fast on one her.

    And so the mark on her wrist was ignored.

    Now here she was ten years later finding herself confused even more because all around her were aliens attacking her home, and The Avengers trying to fight them off. She'd heard rumors of course of all these avengers coming around trying to save the world but she'd never thought they were actually real, at least not real enough to be here in NYC fighting off aliens, which she also hadn't thought were real. And what made things weirder was that the mark on her arm was giving off a weird tingly feeling and had been all day, she also just felt this pull. She couldn't explain it, and she didn't know where it was pulling her to, but she knew that she felt it. And she was just holding out hope that everything would make sense soon.
    Bucky had been giving a mission. And like always for the last 70 years he followed his orders. Of course not following orders had always been a fate worse than death. And while Bucky had always been a strong person even he could be broken. It hadn't been an easy 70 years, and honestly, Bucky didn't even remember a lot of it just bits and pieces really. But it was all so vague in his memory that he'd stopped trying to piece it all together a long time ago. For a while, after he'd been kidnapped Bucky had held onto whatever hope he could muster up believing that someone was going to find him and save him since it hadn't looked like he was going to be saving himself. Some days that had looked like him thinking of his friendship with Steve and believing that good ole Captain America could save him. Other days it looked like him thinking of the wonderful days ahead he had with Josie, the love of his life. These were the things that kept him going, that gave him hope while the people he was being held captive by tortured him like no man should ever be tortured.

    Until one day they broke him. They got into his brain, crossed some wires, and jumbled up everything he'd ever known so much that Bucky wasn't even sure what his own name was. He was called The Winter Soldier, he was told to follow orders so he did. After all, he didn't know what else to believe, he couldn't tell what was real and what wasn't. He no longer knew what was right from what was wrong, he didn't know anything anymore and just did what he was told. It didn't matter what the mission was, he did it without question.

    Could he tell anyone why he was spying on someone named Captain America? No. He didn't even know that HYDRA was a bad thing. He just knew that he'd been told to keep an eye on a certain group of people and stop them from ruining the plans that HYDRA had in place. So that's what he did. No matter the cost Bucky was going to make sure he stopped SHIELD from foiling HYDRA's plans.

    [ I really hope this was good! I had no idea where to really start so I just kind of went it with Facepalm ]
    February 13th, 2019 at 05:02am