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A beautiful li(f)e

Being with someone can change your life. But what if you can't have your old life back? For your own sake, the sake of your relationship, or by no choice of your own, you have to leave the old you behind. It can go from anything to changing a behavior to changing your whole identity, and all of it can be difficult. One thing is clear, however; to continue where or as you'd lived before is not an option if you want to keep this person you care for in your life.

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Open Secret: You two have never specifically said who you are in this new place, though you've never denied it.
Witness Protection: To protect your lives, you must live under assumed identities.
Your Real Life: What you knew before was false. This is the actuality.
After a Tragedy: All your friends are dead. Your group is shaken. You saw someone you love murdered. The only other person you have left is the one you're with.
Second Chance at Life: After a brush with death, you've decided to do things right and actually live.
I Don't Want this Life, Dean: You don't want to continue in the family business - er, in your old ways set up by someone else, so you cling to someone who can give you a normal life.
Criminal: You did a bad thing and are wanted. For your protection and the safety of the one you lo...that person, you have to hide.

Turning Over a New Leaf: You're genuinely trying to become a better person and you can't do that with the reminders of your old home and old life.
Rehabilitation: Your lover is helping you get over your wounds, your traumas, or your flaws.
Blank Slate: You have to have a new life because you don't know your old one! All you know is the person you're with and the things they can tell you.
Partners in Crime: You two are rough around the edges, but you're reformed. Really, you just want a peaceful life!

Old Habits Die Hard: No matter what your life is now, you can't shake the need to double check the locks or hold your magic wand tight.
Guilt: You're guilty about your relationship, so you have to reside in hiding.
Through Elicit Means: You got with your partner through cheating and you want to keep that fact on the low.
Stolen Away: You stole your partner - from a bad situation or from someone cruel - so you have to keep your heads down
Taboo:
1. Incest: It's better for you to live where no one know's you're related.
2. Age Difference: You can always fake IDs and birth certificates.
3. Interspecies: There has to be somewhere that doesn't have the prejudices of your home.
Tyrannical Government: You're political enemies drawn together. Perhaps you're working to undermine the government, or maybe you've escaped from that place and are living in peace.
Pulled from the Darkness: Your previous life was so terrible, you don't want to even ponder it any more. End of story, it doesn't matter.
Dependent: You don't know anyone else in this new world of yours, or you don't know how to navigate it, making you dependent on your partner.
Protecting Them: You're with them and hiding them for their own benefit.
They Don't About Your Past:
1. Secret Monster: If they knew about who you used to be, they'd be disgusted and want nothing to do with you.
3. For Them: You're dangerous to be around, so you can't clue them in lest an old enemy or your own abilities come back and harm them.
4. Florence Nightingale: They found you and took you in to help you, no questions asked. You couldn't help but fall for them.
Using Them: This new life is just a sham. You want them to be your camouflage, maybe even getting others to believe you've changed.
Faked Turned Real:
Brainwashing:
1. One-Sided: You love them and want them to believe that things have always been like this. Can you be blamed for going about it this way?
2. Mutual: Both of you think you've always lived this life, thanks to outside forces.
Who Am I, Really?: You love your partner, but you feel like you're losing yourself.
WILDCARD

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[Bucharest.

If languages hadn't been a required part of Hawke's SHIELD training, this would have been much more difficult. If she were still in SHIELD, it'd be impossible. But SHIELD had dissolved, riddled with Hydra agents, and Hawke was...done. It might be reforming, but it could reform without her in it.

Besides, she had different priorities now. And explaining that would be...complicated.

How they ended up in Romania was a long, unimportant story. How long they'd stay here was uncertain. It's all just a day at a time. That's all it'd been since the start, but the days added up to weeks, and then months, and then next thing Hawke knew she was living in Bucharest, under an assumed name, with one of the most wanted men in the world, trying to make something like a normal life. Even if it was one that couldn't last.

One day at a time.

She opened the door with her key, butted it all the way open with her hip, put the bags of groceries down on the counter. She knew he'd have heard her coming, knew he'd have recognized her footsteps. They were careful bordering on paranoid, had to be, but they knew each other's ways by now.]

You're in luck. They had ice cream.

[ He'd papered over the windows, giving them some privacy and making it so someone couldn't see in.

On the streets, he was just another day laborer, Someone who spoke stilted Romanian, better German, and worked hard, collected his money, and went home - often without saying a word. A few of the farmer's market vendors were coming to know him. One of the fruit sellers always put her best plums to the side for him.

He'd heard the key in the lock and still, he'd put his hand on his gun pointing it at the door, until he recognized Hawke's face. Even recognizing her step wasn't enough. In the apartment it was, but not when one or both of them had left.

He puts a marker in his diary and puts it on top of the fridge. He never writes in it when she's awake or around. But he doesn't hide it from her. She can read it in front of him if she wants, he just... needs for it to be silent when he writes in it. Silence brings the memories, brings the little things back so he can try to make sense of what is real and what HYDRA had shredded.

He immediately starts putting things away. ]

No fruit?

[ He puts the ice cream away carefully. It'll be a nice treat tonight. ]

[Odd jobs keep them going. Hawke has money of her own, but none she can reach from here, not without drawing risky attention. She'd brought what she could when they left, but it's already run out.

They get by. They don't need much, neither of them. Hawke's never been the type to accumulate things. They have a few luxuries by their standards now; a couple of books in a mishmash of languages, a radio, the beat-up laptop that she's encrypted six ways to Sunday, a few burner phones. He keeps his diary of pieces of memory, she introduces him to some of the things that were created or developed in the decades he spent being...someone else. Something else.

A lot of weapons, but that went without saying. She knows there's a gun pointed at her before she opens the door; there always is. No offense taken, she does the same.

She empties the other bag, pulls out a small bag of plums and tosses one of them his way, barely bothering to aim. No question that he'll catch it.]

I think that one vendor has a crush on you. She was disappointed it was me today.

[Her eyes glint with humor. They usually do. Their situation is strange by anyone's definition, but Hawke has a knack for finding humor in anything, whether it's an ambush or an elderly vendor who likes to flirt with her customers.]

[ He'd been disappointed today not to be chosen as a day laborer. But, there is always tomorrow. The cash at the end of the day is good. If he dared, he'd go hit a couple of HYDRA stashes to get them more money. The problem is that can only draw attention, and that's not what they want right now.

He catches the plum with his metal hand, his lips almost twitching into a smile. ]

Jealous?

[ He washes the plum and bites into it, letting the juices and flavors flood his mouth. His time on the run had taught him that flavor was definitely preferred form of food. He's still a simple man at heart, but he's learning.

It helps that he's learning about the new century in fits and starts. He's not having to learn all of them in one day.

Still, he helps her put the rest of the groceries away, then settles back at the small island in the kitchen. ]

Thanks, I was oging to ask; people have strong opinions on that one. =)

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Rey | Star Wars | OTA

Bucky Barnes | MCU | M/F

This meme looks a smidge easier than the other one if you don't mind switching! 7, 9, 20, lots apply

I don't mind at all

Also it can by all means head smutwards. =) BTW her first name is Marian if he wants to use it.

Okay! He goes by Bucky, not James.

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I got two. We can either choose or do both? I am sorry about 4 already

Lets try both?

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