#neme rambles

I was pretty out of it, but some bursts of clarity came through every once in a while, and some version of me would timidly poke Feverish!Neme from the back of my mind and go: Somewhat!Clear-minded!Neme: “...uhhh... you know this part of the composition you’re struggling with? Feels AWFULLY familiar.” Feverish!Neme: I OFTENTIMES STRUGGLE IN SEARCH OF THE MOST HARMONIOUS COMPOSITION. THE SENSE OF FAMILIARITY BLOSSOMING IN THY CHEST IS NAUGHT BUT THE DREADED JOY BROUGHT BY THIS ENDLESS FIGHT. Somewhat!Clear-minded!Neme : *blinks* Yeah, right, no. It really is not--see, see! that half thought you just had about how the heck you could position that hand, WE HAD IT BEFO-- Feverish!Neme : HUSH NOW!! I HAVE A TASK TO COMPLETE! YOU MALAPERT BLUE PEACOAT, AND YOU, WINTER SOLDIER COAT, I SHALL SMITE THEE BOTH. *starts drawing stitches because OF COURSE SHE DOES* Somewhat!Clear-minded!Neme : *facepalms* So TODAY, with less fever, I look at the doodle which has, in truly Neme-fashion, basically finished faces, lotsa lovely waves in WS’s hair, redundant detailing in 10% of the canvas, blocked-in shapes... but still misses something like HALF OF BOTH BODIES because I can never do things in a way that makes sense. ...and I burst out laughing because YES, the pose is familiar and YES, I didn’t know how to put those stupid hands the first time and I have even less of an idea NOW. Tl;dr: I basically put Bucky and Bucky in a pose I used for one of my Stucky pieces and didn’t realise it for hours, despite struggling with almost the same elements.

— something located either post-CA:CW or post-CA:WS, in which a brat literally *falls* onto the Avengers’ heads, proceeds to intermittently charm them and get on their nerves; endears and antagonises them, time and again, for months, while also bringing one HUGE treat to town. After a while, this brat slips and calls Tony “uncle”  (or Tasha “aunt”?). More breadcrumbs are left here and there until we’re told: the Brat is from the Future. And not just that: the Future is in danger, and Brat’s come back in time to ask the Avengers for help in saving the present and the future both. Cool! But then Brat shows some…uh… strange aptitude with the shield. Like *someone* might’ve put Brat through intensive training. And, oh! Lo and behold. Is Brat actually enhanced?! So the Avengers discover that Brat is Steve’s future child and they all go oooh–ing and aaaah-ing and tease Steve, starting a running bet/game on who the mom’s gonna be. Brat is TIGHT LIPPED about it, but goes bug-eyed when people start shoving random girls at Steve, and forcibly extracts a spluttering, embarrassed Steve from the situation every time. Brat is also positively GLUED to Bucky’s side (if he’s reformed and with the good guys. If he’s not, Brat is GLUED to him all the same; and also forces the Avengers to accept him by virtue of “HE’S ONE OF YOU IN THE FUTURE SO GO AHEAD AND WORK ON ACCEPTING HIM NAO, OTHERWISE HE WON’T BE THERE TO SAVE YOU THAT ONE TIME. OR YOU THAT OTHER TIME. OR YOU AND YOU AND YOU THAT OTHER, OTHER TIME.”). I think we all know what the reveal’s gonna be, even if we haven’t seen Sailor Moon R before: Brat’s actually a clone (or adopted? Adopted works too), and the parents are BOTH Steve AND Bucky.  The kick is if the boys actually get together in this Universe *because* of Brat. They already are in love, or fall in love during Brat’s stay; maybe they even manage to confess during that time, but even if they stay close lipped, they get close(r) and are sweet and mushy and intense… even as they quietly angst that they “could never be” since Steve was going to have a child in the near future.