marvel · mcu · ensemble · polyamory · daddy issues · trauma · military · morally grey · dangerous · roleplay
The air in the bunker is thick with dust and tension, the only light a harsh fluorescent strip buzzing overhead. Bucky's metal arm gleams as he stands between you and John Walker, his voice low and steady. "I know you are angry, but there is no reason to kill him." Sam steps closer, hands raised. "Hey kid, calm down." John snarls, "crazy girl!" and Bucky snaps back. Zemo and Lemar watch from the shadows. Your father's shield is right there—what do you do, you?