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Winterhawk Bingo Round 3 - Masterpost - shatteredhourglass

we did it, lads! check under the readmore for the full list of fics (and links) or the series on ao3 - and make sure you check out @winterhawkbingo for the other great creations brought on by this event. thank you mods for another great whb season!

B1 (Slutty Clint) - touch, touch, touch Summary: Turns out single-bed motel rooms on missions aren't always conducive to getting laid, as much as Clint's trying to make it that way. (E Rating, 2,544 Words)

I1 (Little Dick Bucky Barnes) - mouth where your money is Summary: Clint keeps thinking about it. And then he thinks about it some more. (E Rating, 1,685 Words)

N1 (DC Comics AU) - The Joke(’s on You) Summary: The Harlequin is a clown-faced criminal, a merciless mercenary, and the most favoured pet of Joker. He causes misfortune and mayhem for all those that come close enough to see his terrible grin, and leads a successful life of crime with the equally infamous Poison Ivy at his side. Peace, happiness, diamonds - nothing is safe from those black and red gloves. There is no Clint Barton. There is no James 'Bucky' Barnes. ...or is there? (E Rating, 5,354 Words)

G1 (Gradually Moving in Together) - the mirror and the lights and the smoke clear Summary: “A kid just took a picture with me,” Clint says. “On purpose.” “Sounds like you need some sushi,” Bucky offers. (T+ Rating, 2,967 Words)

O1 (Senior Citizen Discount) - Entertainment’s Free Summary: If things keep going like this, Steve's going to pluck out his eyeballs. Clint's... slightly less opposed to Bucky's sexual reawakening. (E Rating, 6,079 Words)

B2 (Metal Arm Malfunction) - BANG! Chapter 5: Then Summary: The Winter Soldier has gone missing while on mission. A special team with a set of unique abilities have been sent to retrieve him. What could possibly go wrong? (E Rating, 40,256 Words)

I2 (Kobik) - BANG! Chapter 10: Now Summary: The Winter Soldier has gone missing while on mission. A special team with a set of unique abilities have been sent to retrieve him. What could possibly go wrong? (E Rating, 40,256 Words)

N2 (Biting) - make me feel alive Summary: Bucky cringes a little, because it’s embarrassing to admit he’s still thinking about it – and because if Clint doesn’t know what he’s talking about, he’s definitely not going to be able to bring it up again without fleeing from the room. Vampire sex. What’s wrong with him? (E Rating, 3,736 Words)

G2 (Failed Mission) - Hit Me (With Your Best Shot) Summary: The Venus flytrap is a flowering plant best known for its carnivorous eating habits. It is one of nature's cleverest plants, and most have evolved to survive in situations where the soil holds little or no nutrition, so the plant makes its own food. It has one of the quickest movements ever seen in a plant in order to catch its prey, which it then dissolves and digests. Poison Ivy, or Bucky Barnes?The trapper, or the trapped? (M Rating, 4,833 Words)

O2 (Masquerade AU) - (Modern) Love Summary: One fancy party at an expensive manor, held by a very rich man for the villains of New York. One suspiciously familiar clown-themed guest. Joker is dead. Harlequin lives on. (M Rating, 5,867 Words)

B3 (Swordsman/Jacques Duquesne) - BANG! Chapter 4: Now Summary: The Winter Soldier has gone missing while on mission. A special team with a set of unique abilities have been sent to retrieve him. What could possibly go wrong? (E Rating, 40,256 Words)

I3 (Thank God We’re Alive Sex) - Upside Down Chapter 3 Summary: "I'm looking for someone named Clint," he says, fingers tightening on the note in his hand. "Think I might be in the wrong place. There’s something following me. Something – not human.” (E Rating, 15,304 Words)

N3 (Free Square) - the count that thoughts Summary: Bucky likes cheesy vampire movies. Clint likes Bucky's dick. Sam likes asking questions. (E Rating, 2,067 Words)

G3 (Summer Soldier) - Sun Kissed Summary: A romantic tale of two kazoos. (T+ Rating, 5,910 Words)

O3 (Bookworm Bucky) - Booked & Busy Summary: Clint's gotta do something to get Bucky to put his book down, right? (E Rating, 1,900 Words)

B4 (Meet Ugly) - give me your key Summary: "Your mission," Fury says, his one eye boring into Steve, "is to stay the fuck out of my hair. I don't need Captain America and his peanut gallery getting in the way of these professionals." “You want us to stay out of your hair,” Steve repeats. Bucky lets out a snicker. (E Rating, 3,940 Words)

I4 (They Fuck. That’s It.) - (You Don’t) Own Me Summary: “I got bored without you here,” Harlequin murmurs. “Why’d you have to leave?” “Eco-terrorism doesn’t happen on its own,” he responds, breath catching as teeth graze his throat ever-so-gently. “I have to go out and do things sooner or later, or I’m going to lose my reputation.” “Then lose it,” Harlequin says, lips brushing his ear. “Stay here. With me.” (E Rating, 2,487 Words)

N4 (Quickies) - all for a good time Summary: “You’re supervillains,” Steve says. “You’re killing people.” “Eh,” Bucky says, blowing a bubble with his gum and letting it pop loudly for emphasis. “Not really a downside.” (E Rating, 6,602 Words)

G4 (Prison AU) - (Where Is) My Mind? Summary: Your head will collapse, But there's nothing in it- And you'll ask yourself, Where is my mind? (M Rating, 3,743 Words)

O4 (Presumed Dead) - Just A Sucker (For Pain) Summary: “This isn’t healthy,” Sam says. “You know why I’m out here? It’s because Steve worries about you so much that he can’t stop rolling around in the bed. He talks in his sleep now because he’s stressed that you’re going to kill yourself with this shit.” “I’ll be fine,” Bucky answers. “Once I find him, I’ll sleep for a thousand years. Alright?” “Once you find him.” “That’s what I said.” (M Rating, 5,376 Words)

B5 (Threesome (+1 Of Your Choice)) - Roped In Summary: “Sex pollen is not a real thing,” Clint scoffs. (E Rating, 7,072 Words)

I5 (Black Coffee Only) - (Wine) Red Summary: Clint always comes home to Bucky, and Bucky can’t leave Clint behind. Is there still a Clint Barton left to save? (E Rating, 9,694 Words)

N5 (Ameriwinterhawk) - sinking into the deep Summary: “Aw, Steve,” Clint says, soft and a little teasing. “You’ve really got yourself in a situation now, huh?” “He likes getting himself in situations,” Bucky interjects. (E Rating, 4,820 Words)

G5 (Not Iron Fist) - Playing with Fire Summary: “Three o’clock,” Natasha says and Clint looks automatically, not registering the glint of mischief in her eyes until he’s already looking. “Why is he stripping,” Clint whispers, outraged. Bucky Barnes is standing a few meters away from them, tugging his shirt over his head. He doesn’t wax his chest during the winter months, apparently, because there’s a trail of dark hair that Clint really, really wants to get his mouth on. He’s stuck staring like an idiot as Bucky throws his shirt over the door of the firetruck, every inch of his ridiculously hot upper half on display. He can almost feel the brain cells in his head frying just from the sight. (E Rating, 5,387 Words)

O5 (Fucking Machine) - easy on me, baby Summary: “Barnes has been wearing you out at night, huh,” Sam says dryly. “Can’t keep up with that supersoldier metabolism?” (E Rating, 3,156 Words)

See you next WHB season!

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For @winterhawkbingo Round 3, Square N4: Clint Meets Winter Soldier Bucky

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Clint pushed open the door to the studio and was a little disheartened by how comfortable he was getting using crutches. As a professional dancer, this was not a skill set he had hoped to become proficient at. Unfortunately, as an aging professional dancer nearing his mid-thirties, this was probably where his future was headed.

Clint was greeted by a chorus of groans and declarations of sympathy from the rest of the company when he entered the studio.

"Oh no, Clint!"

"How bad is it?"

"I'm so sorry, not again!"

"What did the doctor say?"

"Sweet purple crutches, dude."

The last comment came from Tony, who was, of course, always focused on the fashion. Endlessly trendy and always color coordinated, that was Tony.

After his last round with the "crutches of doom" as he had so fondly dubbed them, Clint decided to spring for a pair of those forearm crutches with the cuffs. Accidentally dropping his crutches on the floor every time he tried to demonstrate a port de bras got old really fast, so this time he was using a set it was harder to drop. And if he was getting fancier ones, he was surely going to get them in his favorite color. He might not be as fashionable as Tony, but it wasn't hard to be color coordinated when everything he owned was purple.

"I'm so sorry, Clint," Bucky said as he approached. He put a hand on Clint's shoulder and gave him a reassuring squeeze.

Clint had been texting Bucky the whole train ride home from his doctor's appointment, so this wasn't news to him, but it was the first time they'd seen each other since Clint found out he'd sprained his ankle badly enough to need surgery and would need to be off it for a couple of months.

Clint held his arms out for a hug and Bucky immediately obliged. "Thanks, Bucky," he murmured into Bucky's hair, squeezing the other man tightly. "This really sucks."

Bucky was rubbing circles on Clint's back when Artistic Director Fury clapped his hands to get everyone's attention.

"Okay everyone," Fury said once all eyes were on him, "as you can all see, Clint won't be able to perform for a few months, so with that I've decided to make some changes to the upcoming performances."

Everyone glanced at Clint before looking back at Fury expectantly. Clint had been featured heavily in the upcoming season, both as the main Captain America as well as covering the roles of Thor and Winter Soldier for many of the performances. Fury could easily fill in Clint's roles with the understudies - that's why they had understudies after all - but it seemed like he was planning to change things up on them.

"Since our understudies for both the Captain America and Winter Soldier roles are both of the... shorter stature," he said, looking pointedly at Steve and Bucky, "I'd like to remove the Captain America Act I pas de deux from the season and replace it with the Act III pas de deux from Captain America and the Winter Soldier."

The entire room drew in a collective breath at this announcement. That pas de deux was an explosion of physicality. A brawl between two super soldiers, it was know for its explosive jetés and high flying cabriolles.

It required the two dancers to showcase both their expressive repertoire as well as their sheer strength. It also required an incredible amount of stamina and it was the perfect piece for Steve and Bucky.

"Holy shit, dude," Clint whispered quietly in Bucky's ear.

Bucky looked like his eyes were going to pop out of his head when Fury said, "Steve will be dancing the part of Captain America alongside Bucky as the Winter Soldier."

"Oh my god, you're both gonna die!" Wade shouted from where he was sitting on the floor.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," Steve said dryly while Bucky still looked shellshocked.

Clint nudged Bucky. "You doing okay there?"

"Umm, yeah," he said, sounding dazed. "Actually no, but I'll get there after a bit of panic."

Clint laughed. "What a mood. You got this, though. If I can dance the Winter Soldier, you definitely can. You're going to be amazing."

Bucky turned wild eyes on him. "What are you talking about? You're a way better dancer than I am."

"Only because I've got years of extra practice under my belt," Clint said, patting his arm. "You're better than I was when I was your age. Your coupe jetés are a thing of beauty and Fury's clearly taking full advantage of that fact."

Bucky didn't look like he believed him, but Fury called him to the center of the floor before he had a chance to answer. Clint just gave him an encouraging wave before heading over to the barre to stretch.

Despite Clint's reassurances, Bucky was still anxious about the new piece weeks later and asked Clint to run through it with him privately a few days before they were supposed to debut. Clint wasn't complaining - the more time he got to spend with Bucky the better - and it just felt good to be in the studio, even if he couldn't dance.

When they got to the studio after a particularly grueling morning class, Clint was surprised to find Steve not in attendance for their practice.

"While I'm happy to help you out with the piece, I can't exactly partner you right now," Clint said with a small frown. "What's going on?"

Bucky bit his lip and looked away. "I can't find my Winter Soldier," he whispered. "I know all the steps, but the characterization always falls flat. I... I need help figuring out what the Winter Soldier looks like."

Clint paused for a few seconds, really considering what Bucky was asking for. He could give him the flippant answer - "he looks like you but with more eyeshadow" - but Bucky deserved a serious answer. Bucky needed a serious answer if he was going to find himself in this role in the next few days.

"Okay," Clint said, levering himself up from the chair he was sitting in and slipping his arms through the cuffs of his crutches, "you've danced the Black Widow role before. Remember that the Winter Soldier is a product of the Red Room too. You can take some of the characterization from the Black Widow and build on that."

Bucky nodded thoughtfully and turned his head to follow Clint as he made his way across the room.

"They're both trained assassins, but with the Winter Soldier you need to bring more force to the role. The Black Widow is light and sneaky, while the Winter Soldier is all about showing his strength. He uses intimidation to complete his missions."

"Intimidation and a machine gun," Bucky laughed.

"That too," Clint said. He pulled out his phone to plug it into the stereo system in the corner of the room and scrolled through his music until he found the Captain America and the Winter Soldier suite. "I'll make you listen to the whole ballet later, but for now we can just walk through the pas de deux."

Buck groaned. "Don't we don't hear this enough during rehearsal? If listening to the piece was going to help me find the Winter Soldier, don't you think I'd have gotten it by now?"

Clint put his hands on his hips. "You asked for this, and we're going to find the Winter Soldier in there somehow. Come on, fifth position now," he said sternly, imitating their dance master Coulson.

Bucky rolled his eyes, but took his position in the center of the dance floor. Clint started the music and Bucky did a saut de basque.

"Okay," Clint said, pausing the music after a few measures, "what is the Winter Soldier thinking here?"

Bucky frowned and chewed his lip. "Murder?" he asked.

Clint laughed. "Okay, yes, pretty much always, but what else?"

Bucky repeated the saut de basque he'd just completed and continued frowning. "He's confused," Bucky answered, expression equally confused. "Captain America just claimed to know him and he's refusing to fight back. This isn't how his missions usually go, so he's confused under the murderiness."

"Yes, good!" Clint encouraged him. "The Winter Soldier is confused, so you can really play up the turbulent choreography here. The saut de basque are there to show how conflicted and off-balance he is!"

Clint skipped back on the track to play the section over again. "Do you hear the violins? How discordant they are? That's his confusion coming through in the music, so you need to match your steps to that."

Bucky nodded, repeating the saut de basque again, but jerkier and without the smooth grace he'd shown the first time.

"Yes, perfect!" Clint said, clapping his hands together in satisfaction. "Okay, so in the next part Captain America is showing off, trying to get the Winter Soldier to recognize him, so you have a short moment to breathe before you have to pick him up in the pas de chat lifts. Then it's the three lifts right in a row, but the choreographers added in the fake drop on the second lift. Steve will go off in a huff, so the third lift gets skipped, and then you come back together for the jetés."

Bucky nodded, walking through the steps as Clint talked.

"I break the Winter Soldier character when Steve's having his tantrum, right?"

"Definitely," Clint answered. "Maybe do one of your 'what can you gonna do?' shrugs? Those are the best."

Bucky shrugged, raising his eyebrows and quirking his mouth.

"Yes, like that," Clint said. He started the music again and the tempo picked up, heavy with drums. "What's going on in the Winter Soldier's head now?"

Buck closed his eyes and listened for a few seconds. "He's angry now. We finished the jetés and I'm chasing Steve across the stage as he does a bunch of chaînés. I'm doing coupe jetés as I follow him."

Clint paused and skipped back on the track. "Right, let me see you do it from the jetés. Do it for real, full emotion, see if you can find the character in there."

Bucky nodded and walked to the side of the room where he moved into fourth position. Clint started the music and Bucky leapt into the air with a scowl. He repeated the move twice more, then spun, hands in front of him holding an imaginary gun. He did a coupe jeté and Clint frowned.

"I know you can get more height on that coupe jeté!" he called out.

Bucky did the coupe jeté a second time with a little more height, but less than Clint knew he was capable of. After he repeated the coupe jeté a third time and went into an attitude, Clint paused the music.

"Come on, Bucky, you're holding back," Clint said, thumping his crutch on the dance floor for emphasis. "I know you can bring more power to your coupe jeté. You're the Winter Soldier. You're not going for lithe and graceful here. This pas de deux is all about the power. The helicarrier is falling and the man you're trying to kill insists that he knows you. The different parts of you are torn, conflicted, but you've been made into this killing machine against your will and you've been tasked with the mission to kill this man."

Bucky gave him a stricken look. "I'm not good enough," he suddenly wailed, burying his face in his hands.

"What? No!" Clint said, hurrying over to Bucky as fast as he could and gently grabbing his wrists to pull his hands away from his face. "Look at me Bucky, you are good enough. Fury changed the whole season around because he knew you were perfect for this role."

"I'm not," Bucky insisted, sniffling miserably. "I don't know how to find this character. I don't know how I'm supposed to fill your shoes."

"Oh Bucky," Clint said softly, "it's not about trying to fill in my shoes. Don't focus on how I would dance the role; that's never a good road to go down. You need to bring your own fire to the role. Forget about me; forget about Fury. Just take your passion and really show people what Bucky's Winter Soldier looks like."

"I don't know how to do that! I'm not connecting the elements, I'm not connecting with the character - you can see it; I know you can. I don't know how to get that brute force across without falling out of the character. Look at me," he said, shaking his head, "I'm tiny. I'm one of the shortest dancers in the company. How am I supposed to make people think I'm this hulking assassin that kicks doors in?"

"Maybe don't think of it as just needing brute force," Clint suggested, rubbing Bucky's wrists. "The Winter Soldier is a character full of contradictions, and that's never more evident than in this particular pas de deux. Captain America is easy. He's a flat character - liberty and justice and all that. But the Winter Soldier has layers."

"Like ogres?" Bucky asked with a wet laugh.

Clint smiled. "Yeah, like ogres and onions. You just have to unpeel those layers to find the core of the character."

Three days later, Clint was dressed in his best suit with a bouquet of roses tucked in a bag slung across his shoulder. He shoved his way through the crowd, unafraid to use his crutches to clear a path through the swathes of people headed in the opposite direction. He gave a wave to the security guard, who did a double take before opening the door to the backstage area for him. By the time Clint got to the dressing room, he was breathing heavily. Why they had to put the dressing rooms up three flights of narrow stairs, he would never understand.

Clint walked through the open door of the dressing room and looked around for Bucky. Eddie smiled at him, halfway through wiping off his makeup, and pointed towards the back of the room where a cluster of dancers had formed. T'Challa and Scott must have heard him approach, because they turned and stepped aside so Clint could see Steve and Bucky at the center of the dancers.

Bucky looked up, still wearing his full Winter Soldier costume, and his eyes lit up when they landed on Clint. He had a bright smile on his face, and Clint took a moment to appreciate that Bucky had clearly taken his advice on how to achieve the smokey raccoon-eye look of the Winter Soldier before wading his way into the crowd of dancers.

"Ah, there he is," Clint said, opening his arms up for a hug. "I've been waiting to meet the Winter Soldier. I knew you'd be able to find him."

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