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「Shopping in IKEA」

- Time to go home, Buck

- NO!

who else up missing Ao3 on this fine morning?

Mutants and Lawyers - Masterlist

Mutants and Lawyers

A College AU in which Matt and Foggy are Roommates, Charles and Erik are broken up and it takes all of them meeting in unusual ways to realise they belong to each other.

Show me your world : Charles Xavier x Matt Murdock / 5474 / Explicit

Marks on your Skin : Erik Lehnsherr x Foggy Nelson / 4336 / Explicit

Guess who made a Moodboard for Day 5 of @whumpcember and then forgot to post it.... Yeah, right...

Anyway:

For the Prompt "Concussion" because God knows Matt has a lot of those...

Good Things Can Happen Bingo

Hi good fanwork creator!

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No deadline

No min/max word count

Original works are welcome

Any kind of artworks are allowed.

if you want to cross-post with other events and it's okay with them, go for it.

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Fluffcember 2024

Heyho.

@alpaca-clouds here!

I was asked whether I would create Fluffcember as an official challenge this year, and I thought to myself: You know what? Why not?

Hence this blog - and a really early posting of the list.

Rules

This is a 1-month-challenge for fluffy fanworks.

All sorts of fanworks (art, writing, graphics) welcome.

We will however not accept any AI-Art or AI-Writing!

SFW and NSFW is both welcome - but please make sure to tag it accordingly.

Tag CWs if you share under this tag!

No minimum or maximum word count for writing!

We will reblog entries during the month of December!

If you have questions: The asks are open!

Full list of prompts under the cut.

Day 16: Chocolate

Day 17: Snowed in

Day 18: Mistletoe

Day 19: Fondue

Day 20: Fairy Tales

Day 21: Cabin in the Snow

Day 22: Winter Storm

Day 23: Confessions

Day 24: Christmas Tree

Day 25: The Perfect Gift

Day 26: Forgiveness

Day 27: Family Gathering

Day 28: Cold Turkey

Day 29: Mint

Day 30: Warming Up

Day 31: Fireworks

"What's it like to fly?"

Bucky never knew what it felt like to fly. He had never gotten the chance. He had never earned his Wings. Winter Soldiers didn't get them. They were killing Machines. Machines didn't deserve Wings.

This fills the Prompt "AU: Wings" (Y3) on my Bucky Barnes Bingo Card.

@buckybarnesbingo

WIP Warriors Round 3

Has it been two weeks already? I can't believe it myself.

But while we all have been working on something else, the time has come for another Round of this.

In the last two Rounds of this challenge I made very good progress on all my posted WIPS and got a lot of new chapters on near-abandoned works into the world.

This round, I'm switching it up a little and all fics in the poll are unposted WIPs.

Some of them already have quite a few words, some are barely more than an idea. And all of them desperately need some love.

Keeping the crazy going, I will write 10 sentences per vote, so... go wild! Click some buttons!

Secret extra option: Don't you have exams? - Yes, shut up. /lh

💕 for some very soft Winterhawk?

Kiss somewhere other than the mouth

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Clint's chin is resting on his palm, which is proper on the counter, and he's watching the coffee percolate. He feels movement behind him--the shifting vibration of steps on old wooden floorboards, each step a little thump of soundless noise. He doesn't have his ears in, because he doesn't put his ears in before coffee, but he likes that he can still feel it when Bucky gets in from his morning run.

The kiss that presses to his cheek makes him squeak, shocked not by the action but the cold of Bucky's lips.

Autumn comes later ever year it seems, but the cold front sets in just as quick as always.

Bucky presses a second kiss to Clint's shoulder, still a little cold through the fabric of his shirt but not as much as skin on skin. A wordless apology.

"Love you," Clint mumbles, and feels the way the fabric of his shirt shifts when Becky's smile jostles it.

Bucky pours them both coffee, throws on an old purple hoodie of Clint's so his cold metal arm won't brush Clint and startle him all over again, and they settle in on the couch to drink their coffee together.

Clint never thought he could be this happy. Clint never thought he would feel this loved, especially in this way. But he is.

He presses a kiss to the corner of Bucky's jaw, coffee warm lips on warming skin and scruff, and says it one more time just because he likes to say it: "love you."

Bucky smiles like a sunrise and signs back, love you (too).