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keire-ke · 11 months
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Bake Until Golden 1/1
Rating: General Audiences
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandoms: Captain America (Movies) The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
Relationship: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
Characters: Sam Wilson (Marvel) Natasha Romanov (Marvel) Tony Stark Pepper Potts Clint Barton Bruce Banner Steve Rogers James "Bucky" Barnes
Additional Tags: Weddings Food as a Metaphor for Love working up to being friends Awkwardness Found Family in Progress
Collections: Fandom Trumps Hate 2023
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Bet you forgot I write :D
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cryptid-crow13 · 6 months
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The first chapter of my dead on main fic has been uploaded!
Chapter one is here: The Alley Reaper
This fic has been on my mind for like three months now. I'm currently editing chapter three and writing chapter four.
Feedback is greatly appreciated! I'd love to hear y'all's thoughts <3
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its-pluto · 9 days
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God. GOD you know what I love? Those Supernatural fics written with a deep southern drawl and imagery. Like i can feel their accent has more valleys and hills than the acres of flat lands around them.
Im not American okay. Like i dont live in the US. But theres something so fucking personal in reading about these 6-foot-tall men named after guns and ammunition, who always feel like the tallest monuments in the state they stop at. Taking a 40-year roadtrip across the great expanse of stolen land and stolen dreams and stolen will.
I love the broken Americanness of them. I love how they are the image of what it looks like to be American and, still, they don't fit anywhere in it. They're too big, too drifting, too contradictingly rough and caring for any one state.
These giant faithful men living in this so-called Christian country that has no priest willing to forgive them. I LOVE it.
The hidden themes of a haunted country unable to burn the ghost of the Winchesters because the only thing making them cling on is 10,000 mile long tire tracks and the constant cry of help coming from each corner of the striped red and blue flag.
I dont know how to convey this emotion as someone who's literally never stepped foot towards the east side of the 100° W longitud of america.
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crowflesh · 4 months
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HELP ME FIND A FIC!!!
I'm actually gonna lose my mind I've been thinking about this fic forever and I recently got back into detroit become human and I've been trying to find it
It's a reed900 fic I read like a year or two ago where Gavin and nines head down to New mexico for a case and they stay in this shitty motel in the desert and there's lots of gay pining and I remember them taking a mini road trip to visit a red wood forest it's completed and only a few chapters long but it's SO GOOD
Please help me I'm going crazy trying to find it i'll give you a big fat smooch on the mouth if you find it thanks bye
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chillykitty · 9 months
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I want to push aroace nimona propaganda because she is so real to me but also I have no ideas
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iriel3000 · 1 year
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2014 Friday Recs - Week Four
Happy Friday! Some reading recommendations for your enjoyment. No particular order and more to come.
Am I upset Hawkeye was not in CAWS? Yes. Do I adore all of the writers that tried to make up for that? OH SO MUCH💘
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This is for him by caseykaboom
New York is destroyed, the Avengers are scattered, and Natasha wakes up without knowing who she even is.
Oblivion by KristinaDavidovna
Set after the battle of New York. Natasha leaves to regain control of her emotions, only to have Clint come after her to confront her on abandoning him.
Her kind of play by FiKate
Clint enjoys watching Natasha take off a disguise and Natasha decides to play a little as she's in the mood to control how she's watched.
Five Times Clint Said No ... and the One Time He Didn't by cakeisnotpie
A 5 + 1 story of the slow burn that is Clint and Natasha.
Pretty Woman by WinterWidow1791
She came off the streets, into his life and stole his heart. Clint Barton is a 'Corporate Raider' in town for a week to close a deal. Unfortunately he has bad luck on the romance department to accompany him to special events, so he hires a gorgeous hooker to be his escort. Was originally a one week deal, can turn into something more.
Five Phone Calls by shirasade/@shirasade
Five times Natasha and Clint talked on phone during (and after) Winter Soldier.
three guards by rushie
or, what should have happened in that van.
If you are one of the authors or know them on tumblr and they are not properly tagged, please let me know in comments and I'll add them. Also, feel free to browse other categories, click the Iriel3000fridays recs link below.
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conspiracy-crows · 7 days
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Fic Writing Update
Hello my fine friends! This is mostly for anyone who's here for either of my current WIP Fics! Those would be:
This Way Madness Lies: Tim and Danny are switched at birth! There are shenanigans, sibling angst, and bonding!
and
It's Not Sugar: a De-Aged Danielle(called Ellie) has to balance her ecto like a type 1 with blood sugar, Danny and her move to Gotham, Danny and Jason fall in love!
As you all have noticed, I have not updated anything in a while.
I am still working on both fics actively, however have been having a hell of a time in the real world. Life, trauma, and my still injured tailbone have stolen my spoons. (I'm going to the doctor for that soon)
I'm hoping to get new chapters for both out in the near future, got another 500 words written for the next chapter of Sugar today, and am gonna do a(nother) reread of Madness to try to figure out where the heck I want the next chapter to go after scrapping the Completely finished Chapter I had been going to post like, 2 weeks ago at this point.
However I am a bit stuck, and was hoping for some input on some ideas to break the bit of writer's block I have.
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coolishcorvidcryptid · 9 months
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Some art I made for my Bench trio h2o au
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lovelyrosecawprompts · 4 months
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After Wildcats 205...
About an hour after their match, Maxine and the Bombshell Club had made it to their hotel room. To save money and to make sure everything gets accounted for, all four of the women decided it’d be better to sleep in the same room. Thankfully, there were rooms with double queen beds available and they were able to get accommodated rather quick. After the group put their bags away, they went out to a nearby bar to get some food, drinks, and celebrate the victory. Laura and Brittni spotted a karaoke machine, and pretty much dragged Maxine and Mercedes over to sing a few songs with them. Their celebrating went on for the next couple hours, with stories shared amongst the Bombshells and the other patrons in the bar. Max had kept to herself most of the night, only chiming in when the story involved her. She was going through some personal stuff, and didn’t want to bring down the good vibes that not only her girls had, but the rest of the bar had. It was almost like something out of a movie for Max, seeing proud fighters boasting their wars amongst the people, and those people buying them drinks. Eventually the group left, and made it back to their hotel. Laura and Brittni were the first of the group to fall asleep, Mercedes followed suit shortly after, and Max slowly fell asleep on the couch not far from where Mercedes was sleeping. Only a few hours had passed, and Max was slowly waking up due to the couch not being comfortable enough. She sat up, setting her feet on the floor and let out a yawn. Max took a look at everyone else, they looked comfortable which made Max feel at peace, at least somewhat. She stood up to stretch and felt her stomach rumbling, so she decided she was going to head out to the lobby to get food, coffee, and do some light paperwork on her laptop. It didn’t take long for Max to gather her things, and head out to the lobby. She ordered her food at the counter, waited for it to be done, and then went to an empty table to get set up.
Max looked at her phone for the time. Thankfully, she didn’t need to leave until later in the day, so she had time to enjoy her breakfast, and get caught up on her work. She was so caught up in what she was doing that she didn’t notice a familiar blonde approaching the table.
“So, this is where you ran off to.”
Max looked up from her screen to see Mercedes, she smiled. “Hey.”
“Hey” Mercedes playfully mocks as she sits across from Max. “Was the couch too uncomfortable, Max?” she asks while keeping a smirk on her face.
Max bit the corner of her lip for a few seconds. “I wasn’t planning on sleeping long, I have a lot of work I need to get done anyways…” she said.
Mercedes looks at Max with derision. “Sure.” She says before reaching to Max’s sandwich, and then takes a bite from the corner of it. “That’s about as believable as a screen door on a battleship… Submarine… Whatever that saying is.”
“No, go ahead, help yourself.” Max says in a dry tone.
“Come on, Muscles.” Mercedes takes another bite of Max’s sandwich before placing it back on the plate. “You’ve been quiet all night, like more than normal.” She starts off. “What’s going on?”
“Mercedes.”
Mercedes gently closed Max’s laptop, she made sure that Max’s hands weren’t in the way before doing so. “Max, I’m worried about you.” She said. “I mean, we used to be much closer when you started out.” Mercedes moved one hand towards Max’s hand. “We’re all in this together, you know that, right?” she asked. “If you’re sad, I’m going to be sad too, because we’ve been through a lot together… Even if it’s not public knowledge.”
Max looks down at Mercedes’ hand, taking a deep breath. “I know, ‘Cedes… I know.” She says quietly. “I’ve been dealing with a mental patch in my life, that involves another person that I care about deeply.” She admits.
“Is it Trixie?”
The muscular woman’s gaze met with the blonde’s, she gulped and nodded a couple times. “I… I had lamented about feeling powerless to help her, and that I understood why she’s being consumed the way she is.” Max starts to explain. “I also mentioned how little my feelings matter in this industry, and…” she sighed. “She in a way brushed it off, or at least that’s how I feel.”
Mercedes knew that Max had some feelings for Trixie, it was never a secret. Still, it wasn’t easy to hear that someone that she cared about, didn’t exactly make it clear if it was mutual or not. “Would you like my opinion, Max?” she asked, Max nodded. “I think she knows that the old Trixie Decker is dying, and what or whoever is taking over… That’s going to be the Trixie Decker of now, and the part of her that cares about you, wants you to know that, but also to find comfort elsewhere for your sanity.”
“Yeah..?”
Mecedes nodded a few times. “I know why Trixie is important to you, she was your first… Since becoming you.” She grazed Max’s knuckles with her thumb. “I’ve done what I could to help you along the way, but I know it’s nothing in comparison…”
“I wouldn’t have been Max, if you didn’t lead me on that path, Mecedes.” Max turns her hand slightly to take Mercedes’ hand in her own. “You’ve been the missing part of me, every time I had felt lost, you were right there, and I remembered where I needed to go.”
A soft chuckle comes out of Mercedes. “Look at you, being all sweet, and flirty.” She jokes. “We were here for you because you were there for us in the beginning, and continued to be there for us even from afar.” Mercedes smiled a slight amount. “Ride or die, Bombshells for life… Right?”
A slight smile comes from Max as she nods. “Ride or die.” She confirms.
Mercedes returned the smile before letting go of Max’s hand. “I’m gonna go order some food, because that sandwich ain’t kickin’ for me.” She said as she stood up.
“No shit, you ate half of it.”
Mercedes shrugged and walked around to stand next to where Max was sitting. “You know I’m good for it, Muscles.” She said before she cupped Max’s cheeks, and pressed her lips against Max’s.
Max’s face lit up from this action, and instinctively she placed a gentle hand on Mercedes’ neck so she could return the kiss. Of course, Max has had her fair share of people that she’s kissed, even prior to being Max, but… There was something about Mercedes that made Max feel warm for once in a long time.
The blonde tilted her head some to deepen the kiss, causing a soft noise to come from Max which only made Mercedes wish they had their own room, that way she could take things a little further. But, she was okay with a slightly sloppy kiss in the lobby, at least for now. She slowly parted from the kiss, letting out some soft breaths as her eyes opened some. Mercedes smirked at the sight of Max. “I know I’m the furthest from your first, how the hell do you look so damn innocent?”
Max chuckled and then bit her lip. “You’re the second person that has me feeling like this, so.. It must be the quality of the person that kissed me.” She said before placing one soft peck against Mercedes’ lips.
“Shut up.” Mercedes kept a smile on her face as she straightened up. “I’m getting me another sandwich, you want anything?”
“Uh.. I’ll take whatever Java Chip frap equivalent they have.”
Mercedes nods and heads towards the counter to place her order.
Max leaned back in her seat, observing the sight of Mercedes walking, almost as if something in Max’s head clicked about the Bombshell leader. “I wonder…”
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keire-ke · 8 months
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So this one has a bit of a backstory. First of all, I watched the Space Force on netflix (back in 2020), and it was... I'm not entirely sure. It was fun, question mark? But also it was weird, it was very obviously satire, but mostly it felt like a drama and the jokes were only funny on a level that require at least a dissertation.
Second, there is Endgame, the terrible gift that keeps on giving.
So... here we go. :) 6.7k of silver fox Steve having... certainly a time as a general in charge of the Avengers Initiative, whose life gets considerably complicated by the launch of Insight.
Stucky, past Steggy, Peggy, Natasha, Sam, Bruce, and guest starring Tony Stark
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cryptid-crow13 · 6 months
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Sooo I have three finished chapters for the dead on main fic I'm writing. I'm debating on going ahead and posting the first chapter on ao3, but I'm not sure SO
Here's an excerpt from the beginning of chapter one :)
Danny didn’t know what they did to deserve this. They’d gone three years in Gotham without directly interacting with any of the vigilantes. There were a few close calls, but three years! The closest they had gotten before tonight was that time they ran into Red Robin at a corner store buying coffee. They had stared at each other’s exhausted expressions, nodded, and went their separate ways. Now, here Danny was, half out of their window and on the fire escape, staring down at the vigilante (anti-hero? former? crime lord?) that had fallen onto their dumpster before he crashed onto the alley floor.
Danny debated turning around and acting like they didn’t see or hear anything, but they knew they couldn’t do that. Their core and their conscience whined at the thought of leaving an injured vigilante like this. Danny had been about to go out as Reaper, but apparently, they had new plans. They could practically hear Gotham's laughter. They sighed and went back inside. They grabbed their keys and strapped one of their knives to their thigh. They most likely wouldn’t need it, but you never know in Gotham.
When Danny opened the backdoor of their shop, they saw that Red Hood had managed to at least sit himself upright against the dumpster. “Uh, you good?” Danny asked and immediately had a gun aimed at them. They raised their hands and kept their posture relaxed. “Hey, you’re the one that crashed into my dumpster.”
Red Hood kept the gun aimed at them and tried to stand up. He almost dropped the gun when his knee buckled, but he managed to catch himself. “’M fine.” He said and the words came out in a metallic growl.
Danny propped the door open and sighed. “Look, either you pass out here, and then I carry you inside or you let me walk you inside now.”
Hood stared at them for a long moment before he lowered his gun. “You’re the weird mechanic.” He said.
Danny laughed. “Glad to know my reputation precedes me. Now, inside?” They asked as they gestured behind them into the shop. Red Hood nodded and leaned back against the wall to holster his gun. Danny moved closer to him, projecting their movements as much as they could. “Come on, big guy. I don’t trust you won’t pass out as soon as you try to walk again.” Danny said as they moved to support the vigilante’s weight.
“Big guy?” Hood asked absently and Danny felt their cheeks warm a little. They decided to ignore it. Red Hood slowly shifted his weight a bit more onto Danny before he seemed to realize they could actually support him properly. The man smelled like blood, leather, and gunpowder. Danny slowly walked Hood into the repair shop and sat the man down in a chair behind their front desk.
“Stay,” Danny ordered and pointed at Red Hood before they turned and walked into their supply closet. Danny grabbed their large medkit off the shelf and walked back. They nodded when they saw Red Hood had actually stayed in the chair. They knew from personal experience how stubborn vigilantes could be. Danny moved a stool in front of the man and opened the medkit on their desk. “Injuries?” They asked, straight to the point.
Hood hummed. “Took a bat to the knee and probably ripped some stitches.”
Danny squinted their eyes and crossed their arms. They knew that couldn’t be all if the man almost passed out earlier. He must have only been able to walk semi-normally due to experience. Hood stared resolutely at Danny, but eventually he relented.
“I probably have a concussion and had a bullet hit me in my side. It passed through.”
“Shit, you have an open gunshot wound? Why didn’t you tell me that first?” Danny reached out to move the vigilante’s jacket out of the way so they could try to get a look at it. Hood waved their hands off and shrugged off the jacket himself. He kept the guns he had in shoulder holsters. Danny hissed when they saw the red bandages over Hood’s side.
“Stubborn ass vigilantes,” Danny muttered as they turned to go wash their hands.
They heard Hood laugh and groan when it jostled his injuries. “You’re funny, Nightingale.”
“I try. Now,” Danny pulled on gloves, “let me see. I’m not gonna have you pass out from blood loss in my garage.”
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Let me know what you think :D
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new of the silence that follows blog! asks will be answered here, art will be posted, and chapters will be posted.
heres the link (chapter 2 up as of 11/21/23)
masterpost coming soon, with designs of the main characters and such. happy reading
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clockworkcrane · 8 months
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Chapter 13 is up! Prompt: Yee-caw!
Summary: Sheriff's deputy Haurchefant Greystone forms a bond with the handsome stranger who just rolled into town. The local clergy is less receptive.
Chapter Preview: “Right. Better to do somethin’ plain foolish and hope it works out for the best than to do nothin’ at all,” Haurchefant agrees.
We Link at Dawn
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satan-incarnate-666 · 10 months
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my anguish is immeasurable and my day is ruined
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iriel3000 · 1 year
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2014 Friday Recs - Week Two
Happy Friday! Some reading recommendations for your enjoyment. No particular order and more to come.
I'm starting to see some of my favorite authors appear more and more. Luv that some have been writing for almost a decade 💘
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Keep the Customer Satisfied by NyxEtoile, OlivesAwl
And so begins the next chapter in Nat and Clint's adventures in being off the grid. They explore their relationship further, learn how to actually talk, and help out a guy in over his head.
Little Red Dress by bristow
Every time they went on a mission that required some form of fancy dress-up, Natasha Romanoff always wore her little red dress. The funny thing was, she never really knew why. But she had a pretty good idea.
She Was Such A Perfect Stranger ART - Clint by LePeru (Nizah)
FANART: A call-girl AU. Natasha is a very expensive but talented Russian call girl, able to do what you want if you pay for it.
Caveman by Jaune_Chat
When Natasha is captured and unexpectedly goes into heat, Clint gives into his alpha instincts to protect her.
The Son and The Security by corinnemaree
Clint Barton, the President's son, has always had fun with his security detail, but when his father finds out about his exploits, his new security detail, Natasha Romanoff, isn't taking any of his shit. The two don't get along, with Clint messing around and never being a reasonable person. But when things become heated between the two, they might just get along.
Avengers Art Commissions by celtic7irish
Avengers Art #7: Clint x Natasha by colonelrogers
Partners by seekingsquake
"It's just until you're okay." "I'm okay." "I know."
Drakov's Daughter by ohrabbitheart
Ivan Petrovich is not a good man. The Winter Soldier has been a pawn much longer than Pierce could ever imagine. And that love affair between James and Natasha? It's not all you think it is.
The Only Exception by bookmaniac
Natasha Romanoff had never been one to believe in love, but with Clint, she just might be on her way to believing. One shot based off the song "Only Exception" by Paramore. Set shortly after Avengers.
If you are one of the authors or know them on tumblr and they are not properly tagged, please let me know in comments and I'll add them. Please feel free to click the Iriel3000fridayrecs link below to browse more categories.
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conspiracy-crows · 2 months
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I just posted ch 23 of Madness like an hour ago
And the comments are already great. I knew they would be, this chapter is very interesting and has some twists to it!
I'm just eating it up!! There's some theories that are so interesting! And others are just freaking out! It's so much fun!!
I hope everyone's ready for a WILD ride, cuz it's not slowing down for a bit.
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