It's been 3 million years but I finally have an idea for a new WinterGhost fic hallelujahhhhh
why the fuck is this thing already at 6000+ words fuck and I still haven't reached the ending yet fuck

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It's been 3 million years but I finally have an idea for a new WinterGhost fic hallelujahhhhh
why the fuck is this thing already at 6000+ words fuck and I still haven't reached the ending yet fuck

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winterghost soulmate au... i need someone to write this very self indulgent word vomit fantasy that i can't get out of my head
winterghost soulmate au where the first thing your soulmate says to you is written on your wrist
ava hated her soulmate. well, no, she didn't. but if she ever crossed paths with them, she had a lot to say. an entire speech, actually – something that her soulmate probably can't relate to, because they'd only ever given her a single word. just a plain, simple “hello.”
bucky's mark, on the other hand, is the opposite: a full sentence, impossible to write off as coincidence, impossible to belong to anyone but her. “hi, i'm ava starr.”
a name and everything, like his soulmate wanted to leave him no room to doubt it. and once upon a time, he was grateful for it; it would certainly make finding her so much easier, and he thanked his soulmate for that. but then again, that was before everything.
they might both be broken people, but their traumas had the opposite effects on their views about the concept of soulmates.
pre-hydra bucky was a hopeless romantic. he treasured his mark. he searched brooklyn high and low, constantly asking around for an "ava starr," completely enamored with a girl he’d never even met. but then came the war. then came the train, then hydra, and decades of trauma and stolen autonomy. when bucky lost his left arm, he lost his only physical proof of her with it. there's no mark on a metal limb to catch his eye anymore, nothing forcing him to think about it.
and by the time he's himself again, he's not the same guy anymore. so he decided he doesn't get to want this. too much blood on his hands, too many things hydra used him to do. even though he still remembers her name, he convinces himself he doesn't deserve a soulmate anymore. a weapon shouldn't ruin a good person's life. he tells himself looking for her would just be dragging someone innocent into the wreckage of what he is. so he stops looking for her– not that it matters, no, not anymore. after all, it's been decades. his soulmate was probably long gone, or maybe moved on with their life.
ava, on the other hand, was heartbroken at first by how generic her mark was, because what's the point of a soulmate mark that could apply to literally anyone? but she adapted, she always did. she had to. she made it her personal rule to introduce herself to every single stranger with “hi, i'm ava starr.” she wanted to make sure her person recognizes her instantly. for someone whose body physically hurts to even exist and whose entire life was controlled by people who used her, her soulmark was her only anchor to sanity. it was her lifeline, the one thing hydra or shield couldn't tamper with. to her, it represents a promise written into the universe that somewhere out there, a person exists who is meant just for her. someone who won't view her as a weapon or an experiment. in a world full of pain, her soulmate is the one good thing she was allowed to have.
bucky doesn't remember, but during his time as the winter soldier, hydra used him to train a young, volatile ava. the very first moment she saw the masked assassin, she said her signature line: “hi, i'm ava starr.” but hydra's mind wipes were too deep. the words triggered no memory, and he never spoke a single word back to her.
back then, before the world hardened her into the ghost that she is, ava was full of hope. naive, even. when hydra put her under the winter soldier’s guard, she talked to him every single day. she was grateful for his presence, no matter how cold he was. he was ruthless during training: he threw her to the floor, forced her past her limits, and never offered a hand, but she knew. she could see it in his hollow, exhausted eyes. that unlike them, he didn't enjoy it. he didn't take pleasure in her suffering. but no matter how much she spoke, no matter how desperately she looked at him for a single sign of humanity, not once did he ever reply.
so imagine bucky’s surprise when, after capturing a rogue group of misfits and pulling up in his truck to arrest them, the first thing one of them says to him is:
“hi, i'm ava starr.”
bucky froze.
he looks at her, really looks at her, at her striking, fierce face, the face of someone far too precious to be dragged into his dark world, and decides right then and there that she deserves so much better than a broken murderer. so, swallowing back decades of longing, he keeps his voice completely flat, stares right through her, and gives her the only word he thinks he's allowed to say:
“hello.”
AVA SIGHTING
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Found this on Pinterest so idk who originally zoomed in on it but here is a better version of Bucky and Ava standing next to each other in Namor's throne room
*Stares into the camera like he's on The Office before punching your lights out for looking at Ava or something*
it's really fucking depressing that ava gets like the least amount of plot focus AND the last amount of engagement fandom wise. yall cannot disrespect hannah john-kamen like this. please care about her. she's just as interesting and complex as the others she just keeps it closer to the chest and also she's fucking disabled and learned to work with her disability not cure it how are you not obsessed with her??????????,
It's been 3 million years but I finally have an idea for a new WinterGhost fic hallelujahhhhh
he wants that cookie so bad
i can't get this #thing out of my head where bucky and ava are now like. the closest among the thunderbolts (because of their similar trauma and personalities and whatnot) (alongside boblena of course) and yelena – being the unhinged menace she is, starts LOUDLY shipping them, teasing them every possible moment she gets.
and ava is of course flustered at first because she very obviously has a crush on bucky (bucky, that oblivious idiot, doesn't know of course) and she overcompensates by being sassy until bucky actually starts flirting with her. as a joke, of course, don't be ridiculous.
they decide to team up because duh, bffs and hyper-escalate the flirting just to make yelena uncomfortable. yelena is losing her mind trying to figure out if she broke them or if they're playing her.
they get so good at it that they start doing it when yelena isn't even in the room. even when nobody else is around, actually

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Also adding this to the "game night with the Thunderbolts is total chaos" pile
“Right foot on blue!” Bucky let out a frustrated groan. John was sitting on the couch now, playing referee to their game of Twister while the rest of them were collectively contorted into something resembling a mutated pretzel. Much to Ava’s delight, fate had been on her side for most of the game, and she’d ended up wedged halfway beneath Bucky’s body. His superhuman strength was starting to fail him, though. Ava could see his right leg trembling beside her as he fought to keep it from buckling underneath him. “Are you kidding me? I can’t move there!” “Well too bad,” John retorted. “Either move or forfeit.” “Ow!” Yelena wailed. “Bob, that’s my elbow!” “Sorry, Lena.” “Ha!” Alexei’s laugh was triumphant. “The Red Guardian has no problem. This game is piece of cake!” Ava heard the thunk of Alexei’s foot against the mat. She felt Bucky wobble above her in response as she stretched her own foot to the closest blue dot. “Well, Barnes? Are you moving or forfeiting?” “Ugh, I’m not flexible enough for this,” Bucky muttered. He slowly slid his right foot into position. Ava smirked. “Really? The man who does yoga with his cat every morning?” “Shut up, it’s not the same thing.” The plastic game dial whirred as John spun it for the next turn. “Left hand, yellow!” Bucky, Bob, and Yelena all groaned this time. Ava, however, finally saw her opportunity to strike. She could’ve made a move earlier, but she’d wanted to drag things out a bit for the entertainment value of hearing Bucky grumble like a crotchety old man. But she’d held out long enough, and Bucky’s body couldn’t take much more of the strain anyway. So as she watched him extend his vibranium hand towards the nearest yellow dot, she sharpened her focus and redirected her energy away from the stabilization of her bracelet. Her body flickered, and for a split second the weight of it—which had been holding up much of their mangled human Jenga tower—disappeared. Bucky howled. Bob and Yelena both shrieked. And then they all came crashing down. They hit the mat in a wriggling knot of arms, legs, and shouts of pain, which soon transformed into an uncontrollable fit of giggles. Well, it did for Bob and Yelena anyway. Ava couldn’t really see them, pancaked as she was by the hulking mass of super soldier now lying on top of her. But Yelena’s stomach jostled her foot as she giggle-snorted, which made Bob laugh so hard that he started hiccuping in between every breath. “Aha! I am last one standing!” Alexei cried. “Victory is mine!” “Hooray,” John deadpanned.
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After feeling sick all week I finally felt well enough to start the next fic chapter. We're going to flashback town in this one
“Is that my hoodie?” Ava smirked. “So what if it is?” Bucky made a face. “That’s the third one you’ve stolen in two weeks.” “I didn’t steal them, I borrowed them—” “Ave, it’s called stealing if you don’t return them.” “I will return them!” She paused. “Eventually.” Bucky shook his head, but his lips curled into a smile. Ava leaned against his arm. He didn’t pull away. “Your clothes are comfortable. And they look better on me anyway.” She expected him to bite back with a comment about her also stealing his shirts, but Bucky remained strangely silent. She frowned at him. “What?” His throat bobbed as he swallowed. “Nothing.” He drew in a breath. “I’m not disagreeing.” “About what?” “About you...” His face suddenly turned pink. “You know. Looking better or whatever.” The air between them shifted, and that was when it hit her. Did Bucky Barnes—badass super soldier who feared nothing and could punch a man clear across America—have a crush on her? Ava felt a traitorous flutter in the pit of her stomach. It wasn’t that she hadn’t entertained the question before—after all, his stupidly gorgeous blue eyes had been haunting her every waking thought since the day they’d gone through the shame rooms together. There were moments when Bucky caught her eye in the heat of combat, and she swore that his gaze softened just a fraction. There were times when he smiled at her after an exhausting day of playing superhero, and it felt like that smile was reserved for only her. There were little things he did around the tower too, like cooking her favorite meals, or deferring to her choice on movie nights, or letting her win at Mario Kart, or complimenting her form during training sessions. And there was, of course, the matter of the vibranium bracelet. The one he’d had custom-made for her. Maybe in isolation, none of this meant a damn thing. But once she added it all up? Did she even dare hope for that? She decided to test her theory, just to be absolutely sure. “You think I look hot in your clothes?” Bucky let out a choking noise. And there she had her answer. Ava bit her lip, forcing down the adolescent glee bubbling up inside of her. “Relax, I’m just messing with you.” She nudged his arm. “But I think I look hot in your clothes so that’s why I’ve stolen half your wardrobe.”