#char: nakia

[skylarstark4826]

The fire has long gone out, Nakia and her son have gone back inside, leaving the princess alone with her thoughts and memories. The ashes smolder; Shuri picks at them absently with a stick though her attention is on the ocean in front of her. And strangely, she thinks of Namor. The man who came from the sea, the one who she both bonded with and destroyed, the one who hurt her as much as she likely hurt him. Her fingers run over the bracelet he’d given her as a token of being the only human to visit Talokan, saving it for reasons she couldn’t place. A feeling of warmth, appreciation maybe, that he unwittingly helped her people rebuild the heart-shaped herb, helped her bring back the Black Panther. The waves lap at the shore, crashing and foaming, and she thinks of the way he rose from the waters. First in the darkness when she could hardly see him by the firelight, then for war. And each time, there was something about him that commanded attention, centuries of building himself up. 

Part of her wonders why he even wanted to align with them in the first place, considering the way Talokan was all on its own. Though then again, he didn’t quite have a choice in the end. Her stomach aches as a soft reminder of the cost the alliance drove her into, hand resting over it slowly as the end of the stick begins to char. Looking up at the darkening sky, she can already start to see the stars shining through unpolluted air, small pinpricks gazing down at her in turn. She knows the ancestors are watching through them, each pair of stars a pair of eyes watching her acts, watching the mistakes and triumphs. She can only hope that she’s brought more of the latter than the former. 

The staring contest is broken when she hears the waves parting for something solid, splashing with measured steps. Her eyes fall upon a figure all too familiar, pushing his hand through cropped locks as he strolls out of the sea towards where she sat. Her eyes follow his path from the wet sand to dry, his bandaged foot the only show of weakness in him as he meanders to her side, dropping down to sit beside her. His arms rest upon bent knees, his proximity leaving little space between them; something she wondered if was intimidation techniques or just him not feeling the need to give space to people. 

“Namor.” She greets, and he lifts his head slightly.  “Shuri.” His voice is soft. “What were you doing out here?”  “Burning my funeral clothing. To signify the end of the mourning period.” She looks to the ashes, stirring what once was pristine white fabric reduced to charred grains. 

He merely makes a noise of acknowledgement, but she can feel his eyes on her. Was there something he wanted? She feels the urge to speak, but couldn’t find the words to begin. 

So they sit in silence for countless minutes, the only noise being the breaking waves on the shore. 

Namor is the first to break it. “How is your stomach?” 

Shuri’s hand was still resting upon it. “Feeling like a spear went through it. How is your ankle?”

“Feeling like my wing was ripped off.” 

They share a smile only people who battled each other viciously could, and Shuri can’t help but look over his features. And she blurts: “I wanted to save her, you know.” 

Those gorgeous features wrinkle with clear confusion, inclining his head to indicate that he wanted her to elaborate. So she does. 

“The woman who. . .didn’t survive. I wanted to save her. The whole. . .all of this started because of a rescue mission I never asked for--I wanted to save that woman. Talokan is beautiful, Namor, your people are beautiful and this could have been avoided. All of it.” She pauses, feeling a wave of melancholy washing over her. “The could haves keep running through my mind.” She looks away, out at the sea again. “All of the violence, it could have been avoided.” With the clarity granted by hindsight, she could see exactly where everything went wrong. And she should havesaid that she was willingly going to him, and yet the urge to protect the scientist was stronger than rational thought. Diving in headfirst, trying to talk to him herself, trying to fix things had led to everything falling apart. 

She doesn’t know tears are dripping down her cheeks until a caress is wiping them away, a large hand cupping her chin and guiding her to look at him. 

“Oftentimes war is senseless, Shuri.” His voice is just as soft. “But the knowledge that your intentions were better than I expected makes it even moreso.” His thumb makes slow passes on her cheek, gaze steady. “You’re wearing my mother’s bracelet.” 

“Your token means a lot. I’m appreciative of the gift, and being close to the sea made me think of you. Of this.” Her fingers run over the beads slowly, feeling the soft thrum answering her own body’s hum. “Plus it’s pretty.”

A soft chuckle as his hand drops, leaving her with an empty feeling that only he could fill. So it’s her turn to lean until her head settles on his shoulder, the curve untouched by the necklace he wears. He stays perfectly still, and it’s another comfortable silence they lapse into as the sun finally dips into the horizon. 

“It looks good on you.” He breaks the silence once more and she lifts her head, looking to him. And he’s so close to her, gaze snagged on her mouth before dragging up to meet her eyes. All at once, she knows what he’s thinking of and it hits her like a brick that she wanted it, too. The man who killed her mother, the man that raged war on her people, he was leaning towards her and she shut her eyes, allowing his lips to meet hers. 

It’s soft and brief before he draws back, making her brows furrow with brief irritation. “More.” A simple demand as she turns her body, hands coming up to cup his cheeks and pulling him back against her. His facial hair rubs against her smooth skin, tickling her palm and yet she can’t stop herself from leaning in more, firmly against his mouth. His breath is deep as a large hand presses into the small of her back, dragging her until her thigh is flush to his. They part again, much to her annoyance and she gives a huff. 

“Shuri.” She opens her eyes to show attention, and his expression is unreadable. “You-” He starts, but she curls her fingers into his hair and she pulls him in again, effectively silencing him once again. A low rumble sounds in his throat, another large hand resting on the nape of her neck as he pulls *her* in closer, causing her to gasp quickly against his mouth. And he leaps on the opportunity like a predator, a shockingly warm tongue meeting hers and she jolts at the sensation. It’s new, unlike anything she’s done, and her stunned state lets him stake claim of her mouth before he pulling back again, holding her against his chest. Nearly crushing, but he knows his own strength and she knows he wouldn’t hurt her, not in this manner. 

“Namor, think of it as sealing our alliance. I am still mad at you.” It’s unconvincing but it makes him laugh anyway, rolling his eyes. 

“You’re the one who won’t let me get away. A fish in your net.” A dangerous purr that makes her shiver, lips meeting once more as he takes her further into his arms, practically laying her in his lap for better access to pull her in. And she fully lets it happen, the affection a soothing balm to help distract from the torrent of emotions that stemmed from their own conflict. Her hand drops to his chest, grazing over damp skin as she leans up into him, their contact growing more heated. Her teeth dig into his lower lip, a punishing bite that wrings a noise out of him that she wants more of. A noise of weakness, pleasure was one hell of a drug. She does it again and is met with a growl as he presses a harder kiss, enough that she knows her lips will be swollen by the time they're done. 

He tastes of the sea, salty and musky, damp and yet so very filling. It had been her turn to delve into his mouth, and he willfully allowed it until he didn’t, pulling back with a heavy swallow and exhaling sharply. “You’re going to drive me mad.” He traces a finger down her face from hairline to chin, leaving behind a trail of tingles. “Completely and utterly incorrigible.” 

It makes her smile, the acknowledgement of her affecting him in a way she was surprised she could do. This centuries old man who has likely seen it all was crumbling just from her lips alone. Fingers comb through his cropped locks, feeling the water fleck off against the back of her hand, staining her palm. 

“What if that’s my intention, hmm?” She grins, pulling him down and meeting him for another kiss. 

And they mingle in sensations and taste until Shuri is shivering and Namor feels as dry as he did out in the desert. Groaning low, he lifts her and starts towards the sea, making her gasp and laugh a little. “I don’t want my clothes to get wet.” 

Her words go unheeded as he drops to his knees, letting her sit in a crouch for a moment as he dips back into the rolling waves, leaving her briefly before he returns, hands reaching to cup her face. Water dripped from his skin, rolling droplets down her jaw against her neck, wet lips pushing the taste of salt back into her mouth. She makes a noise of slight discontent, but it’s not enough to make her pull away. To the contrary, her arms wrap back around his shoulders as he kneels in front of her crouched form, supporting her as the waves lap around their ankles. Her knees drop as her balance starts going, damp skin brushing with his as he starts to get her just as wet as he was. One of his hands glides up her shirt to brush over the bandage over her stomach, touch feather-light and tender, but also promising something much further. 

. . .If they weren’t broken apart by the call of her name. Withdrawing to gaze at him, she drags her eyes away to look over her shoulder, barely making out Nakia’s form. “Shuri?” 

“I’ll be there in a moment!” She called back, biting her lower lip as she watches the form drift back to the modest home. Turning back to the god in her arms, there’s a feeling of unwillingness filling her. She doesn’t want to let him go, but she knows that she should. Just to go inside. 

He regards her in turn before leaning in again, laying one last scorching kiss to her lips before withdrawing, fingertips pressing against her lower lip to keep her from leaning in again. 

“I promise to return for you again. Maybe my place next time.” A wink, cheeky, and she can’t help but match his smile. 

“You better.” She runs her hands through his hair one more time before drifting over the beads adorning his shoulders, then down his strong arms. “I’m gonna hold you to it, Amor.” 

The way his eyes widen slightly is worth the bold move, and she retreats from his soaking wet arms to stand, looking slightly pleased. He smiles slowly, standing with her and cupping her cheek one last time before turning away, parting the water with strong legs before diving in, leaving Shuri alone once more. 

But this time, there’s a warmth in her chest, a promise of something more. Her skin is damp from him, lips slightly swollen but a shine in her eyes that wasn’t there before. 

Watching the ocean for a few moments more, it feels more beckoning than before. But she turns away, trailing from wet sand to dry, returning to heartbreak with a clearer mind. 

Namor, who caused it in the first place, was also the one to heal it. 

Wasn’t that something?

[marveltrumpshate]

February 2021 MTH fills part 2

Part 1 here.

The best way to see all the fills that have been shared with us is our monthly roundups tag or our #MTH-fills channel on our Discord, but you can also view them through the following methods:

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sadieb798/@sarah-the-artiste - Art of Sam hanging out with M’Baku, Nakia, Okoye, Shuri, and T’Challa, in Wakanda for @msilverstar (MTH 2019)

scaramouche/@no-gorms - “Compass” (Steve/Tony friends with benefits fic with pining!Steve and a Tony who wants to make sure Steve doesn't fall in love with him) for murjpg/talesofsuspense

@starkrogerrs - Photosets of desi!Tony and female desi!Tony for @deathsweetqueen

@weethreequarter - “Our Time Will Come” (Bucky/Tony royalty/chef AU fic) for the @betheflame, @rise-up-ting-ting-like-glitter, @corsets-and-cardigans, @saganarojanaolt, and @bilbos

@wilmakins - “Glitter In The Air” (Steve/Bucky/Tony post-Endgame time travel fix-it AU fic) for @bthehufflepuff208 - “The Hand That Feeds You” (vampire Steve/human consort Tony AU fic) for Lola29

[mthofferings2018]

XtaticPearl

See XtaticPearl’s existing works here.

Preferred contact methods: Email - mitra.writer@gmail.com Tumblr - xtaticpearlsblog

Preferred organizations:

Anything from the list of approved organizations

Will create works that contain:

Friends to lovers, slow build, AUs, team building, team as family, friendship, hurt/comfort, character focused, canon divergence, fluff, angst with happy ending

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Explicit sex, noncon, explicit physical or emotional abuse, infidelity, major character death, character bashing

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Auction ID: 281

Will create works for the following relationships:

1. Steve Rogers/Tony Stark - MCU, Avengers Assemble, Earth's Mightiest Heroes, Marvel Adventures 2. Tony Stark & Natasha Romanoff & Steve Rogers & Thor & Clint Barton & Bruce Banner gen - Avengers Assemble, MCU, Earth's Mightiest Heroes 3. James 'Rhodey' Rhodes & Tony Stark - MCU 4. James 'Rhodey' Rhodes/Sam Wilson - MCU 5. Sharon Carter & Maria Hill & Natasha Romanoff - MCU 6. Natasha Romanoff/Sharon Carter - MCU 7. Peter Parker & Ned Leeds & Michelle Jones - MCU 8. Nick Fury & Natasha Romanoff - MCU 9. Shuri & T'Challa & Nakia & Okoye - MCU 10. GOTG team - MCU

Work Description:

I'm willing to write a 5k fic for the basic bid. If the final bid amount is over $50 the length can be extended to 15k. Ideal time to expect the fic would be by the first week of March. In case of any questions, clarification, or discussion please contact me either by mail or through Tumblr message.

Ratings: G, Teen, Mature

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[allmybattleships]

- k.s.

[lgbtincomics]

In a world without secrets, we’re always performing. Showing people who we want to be, and telling ourselves it’s who we are.

Except...it doesn’t always work.

Something real always slips through, sometimes it’s good, sometimes bad but all the time it’s personal. Which means we have to face not only each other, but ourselves.

The things we only dreamed about, the things we never meant to say aloud...suddenly, it’s all public property.

On display, no longer ours.

Ms Marvel #17

[brahkest-fr]

Have you ever had fan dragons? Half my lair is them Fire Emblem ones. Also here's another complement that you have pretty dragons! I have a few pretties myself, (Like Umagea, Sayji, and Nakia).

I do have some and thank you! :D

These are some of my best fan goobers:

All my fan dergs get integrated into my lore so a few have some funky personality changes but most are pretty on point with the original char :p

I have a bunch of others that take fan chars in name only such as Foehammer, Echo, Truth, Mercy, and Regret (Halo); Lohse (Divinity Original Sin); Ludo (the band); Cass, Andale, Fawkes (Fallout), Obex (Warframe), etc

[birdroutledge-archive]

hi there! for the sammsfam, I'm Sydney, 3 chars: hope van dyne, nebula, or nakia, and "you will never be a god"!

I added you as hope!

join my fandom family!

[missizzy]

Ficlet: Ayo, Four Weeks Later

As Ayo stumbles with M’yra towards the medics, the word is going around, claiming the invaders are on the retreat, or at least some of them are. The outcome was never really in doubt to those smarter than them, but when she looks as the charred stump that was M’yra’s arm, she doesn’t feel that victorious.

Their medical staff have set up an assembly of pallets and equipment not too far from the fighting line. One of the Jabari men, Idogbe, is the one to come up to them, and they see his deep dismay, though he quickly and professional moves to the charred skin, where they’ve managed to place M’yra’s kimoyo beads; at least he knows how they work and presumably what they're doing.

Yet she’s dazed, as she asks, “Have you see the Queen? She ran off faster than we could chase her, and didn’t respond to our calls.”

He shakes his head. “We can try to send a message of your injury. But I have no idea where she is right now. Sit down and let me see to that arm.” So all Ayo can do is return to where the other Dora Milaje are fighting.

There are seven of them now, plus an eighth who will almost certainly join them after this battle. Of them, Themba has most gotten their fighting moves down, wielding her staff and shield in perfect counterpoint to Teela and Feyistan. Aneka is doing her best, and trying to cover Okoye, who’s fighting despite a nasty bullet wound in her side. Sandile, who hasn’t trained with them at all yet, is fighting on her own a little way away from them. The Queen hasn’t come back.

There are now more foes down than up around them, but the ones still there don’t look like they’re going anywhere just yet. Ayo easily falls in with the trio, spearing two men in quick order, and she sees the fear in their opponents visibly increase. But then one of them manages to fire two bullets at Okoye too fast and too far apart for Aneka to deflect them both, and the second hits her in the ankle.

She was in mid-air, the thud when she hits the ground is louder than her tiny cry of pain. Instantly Ayo moves and is back to back with Aneka, who’s done better with her than with the other women, protecting their wounded leader, circling around her. For the first time, Ayo can anticipate where Aneka will be in the next moment, can gauge with the barest of glances how fast or slow she’s moving and time herself to it, until even their breath is in sync.

Across the battlefield, they can hear yells of triumph, clearly those of their side. Their own opponents do not retreat, but their steps falter.

Still, Ayo wants to get Okoye to the medics, and since she ran back here, their foes have clustered around them, even cutting them off from Sandile. “Time to end this,” she murmurs to Aneka; and she nods; she, too, has realized what they can now do without knocking themselves or their sisters out. Together they touch the points on their spears that can trigger the sonic blasts, the ones Okoye actually objected to, but Queen Shuri insisted, and now their commander yells an order, and the other four Dora Milaje throw themselves down.

She should be afraid they won’t press them at the exact same moment, but Ayo somehow knows they will. And they do, blasting their foes, who together all topple to the ground.

Moments later they’re all clustered around Okoye, who is determinedly drawing herself to her feet. She accepts their support, but nearly knocks them aside in her haste to get a look around. “Is the battle over? Where is our fool of a Queen?”

“Either chasing them out with M’Baku, or run to the medics if she’s heard about M’yra,” says Ayo. “Maybe he even got her to leave it to him and go there.” Which at least means Okoye herself will now hurry there without protest.

The medical area has grown in size by the time they get there, with the rest of the wounded and the medics having piled in. They hear Queen Shuri before they see her; she’s still in her suit from the necklace down, trying to simultaneously greet people and help treat injuries. It takes her a long moment to react when Okoye starts yelling, “My Queen! We cannot protect you if you run away from us! There was plenty of fight for the Black Panther on our side of the battlefield!”

She’d continue on, no doubt, if two different doctors weren’t running up, spotting her pair of bullet wounds, barraging her with questions. The Queen herself follows, kneeling to examine her general’s ankle herself.

Ayo leaves them to it to go take a look at M’yra. Aneka goes with her, and when she tentatively touches her hand, Ayo takes hold of it. Strange that here is where they first ended up holding hands.

They’ve managed to hook her up to one of the pallets with full monitoring, and there’s some pretty high-tech bandaging from her shoulder down. “That looks bad,” Aneka comments.

“It may not be as simple as giving me a new arm,” M’yra tells them. “Everything was very badly damaged, including the nerves. I’m afraid the Dora Milaje are down to seven again.”

“You are our sister no matter what,” Ayo tells her. “And there will still be much you can do.” It’s not much consolation, but it’s something.

M’yra smiles, and says, “But there is at least some good news. They’re saying the files Nakia brought back with her include information on all the countries behind this attack, and all their further plans. Any hope they had of beating Wakanda will soon be gone.”

“They never had one,” Aneka declares, and maybe she’s right. But now, Ayo thinks of what she saw happen two years ago, and her greatest fear is no longer what the outside world will do to Wakanda, but what Wakanda will do to the world. About that, however, she says nothing.

[honestlyitsjustsam]

I want/need more women in mcu. I already dont like widow and scarletwitch and they are the main female chars

Like i need wasp to be more than just a partner even though she is hope and not janet. I love gamora and her badass moves but she is about to be that love interest. Mantis and Nebula’s screentimes are so low. Valkyrie is nowhere to be found. Sharon is fucking dead in love interest pit i guess 💀. Okoye is in good hands but YET. Nakia?? Nobody knows and cares about Christine even the people that has watched ds and she was the night nurse in comics she was known and important. I hope Hela is still alive. I only want Jane if she is gonna be Thor otherwise another love interest.

God knows I need Captain Marvel to be good for my mental state. Carol save mcu and bring women to that place pls love.

[agentxthirteen]

All the women in MCU movies still alive who can be in Infinity War if Marvel so chose

Betty Ross, Wanda Maximoff, Pepper Potts, Maria Hill, Christine Everheart, Natasha Romanoff, Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, Sharon Carter, Hope van Dyne, Gamora, Nebula, Mantis, Nova Prime, Maggie Lang, Cassie Lang, Sif, Hela (?), Valkyrie, Christine Palmer, Nakia, Okoye, Shuri, Ramonda, Ayo, Laura Barton, Tina Minoru, Bambi Argobast, May Parker, Councilwoman Hawley, Chess Roberts

The list is in no particular order. All of the characters had to have first and last names or a reason for their first name to not be used (like Hawley), be addressed by her position (Nova Prime) or not have a last name (Gamora, Nebula, Mantis, Sif, Valkyrie).

I included Hela on the off-chance she might survive Ragnarok.

That gives us 31 female characters who COULD be in the cast. Eight have been confirmed.

Meanwhile, the male characters include, but are not limited to: Groot, Thanos, Thor, Peter Quill, Dr Strange, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Nick Fury, Rocket Raccoon, Drax, Peter Parker, Bucky Barnes, Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Scott Lang, the Collector, Vision, Yondu, T’Challa, Wong, Kraglin, Cul Obsidian.

That’s 22 confirmed, just on one page. I didn’t have to go digging through individual cast lists. If I had? I would have found:

N’Jobu, M’Baku, Ulysses Klaue, Zuri, W’Kabe, Everett Ross, Eric Killmonger, Mordo, Dr Nicodemus West, Stakar Ogord, Ego, Hank Pym, Sam Wilson, Luis, Kurt, Dave, Gale, Paxton, Loki, Heimdall, Odin, Grandmaster, Volstagg, Hogun, Fandral, Erik Selvig, Lt Col James Rhodes, Zemo, Happy Hogan

That’s 29, and I wasn’t even trying that hard. I never hit “full cast list,” those are just people listed above the cut, so to speak.

We know that not all of the female characters will show up. But the best we can hope for is 31 female characters to at least 51 male characters. Right now, the confirmed cast is roughly 3 male chars for every 1 female char, and that’s ridiculous.

[fandomshatepeopleofcolor]

On the topic of T'Challa/Erik (and Thor/Loki by extension), I guess that's just what happens when you make a movie where the two main male characters are closely related. T'challa and Erik are arguably the most beautiful men in this movie, and people started shipping with only the trailers to go on, and aren't going to stop now "just" because they turned out to be related. What I REALLY don't get is why you would want to ship T'Challa/Ross when he's by far the ugliest, plainest char in the movie

I actually didn’t see any content for T’challa/Erik after the movie was out and people found out they were related, in fact I saw a lot of people saying the ship was “cancelled”. I wouldn’t even go as far as comparing it to Thor/Loki because everyone always knew that they were brothers, T’challa/Erik shippers didn’t even know they were cousins.

Thankfully, I didn’t see any T’challa/Ross content because…ew?? T’challa/Nakia or T’challa/M’baku are the only valid™ T’challa ships from this movie imo.

Mod A.

[marveltrumpshate]

November 2018 MTH fills

In case you missed some of them, here’s our first batch of MTH 2018 fills! We’ll be making a roundup post every month, so that it’s easy for people to see new fills in one place. Don’t forget that you can look through all of the fills so far in the MTH 2018 tag on our Tumblr, “Marvel Trumps Hate 2018” collection on AO3, or #MTH-2018-fills channel on our Discord.

100indecisions/@thelightofthingshopedfor - Bi Pride Cap shield necklace for @princess-of-the-worlds - Bi Pride Funko Cap for @secondalto

@angeolras - Art of a half Korean/half Italian Tony from a To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before AU for @summerpipedream (alternate background here)

astudyinsolitude/@astudyinsolitude-writes - Beta service for “why don’t we go kaboom” (Bucky/Tony creative fighting to escape a kidnapping fic) for @gottalovev

Blip/@blipspan - Beta service for “made to make you blue” (Steve/Tony love spell and misunderstandings fic) for @gottalovev

Cachette/@acachette - Art of Clint and Bucky sleeping in a hammock with a happy Lucky for @kangofu-cb​ - Art of Steve holding Bucky’s hand and painting his arm for @haspel-and-berry​

Cazio/@chubbydino - “Project Get Him Back” (Steve/Tony post-CA:CW fake relationship fic) for @angeolras​​

Chaos Draws/@chaosdraws​ - Art of Clint/Coulson Dragonriders of Pern AU for @uofmdragon

@cruria​​ - Art of Loki, Tony, and a golden dragon for @advisedpanic

@dixiehellcat​ - Cap Bucky crocheted doll for @histrionic-dragon​​ - Cap shield earrings for Suze

eriot/@latelierderiot - Art of Bucky holding Tony around his waist for @multishippinglife

heyjupiter/@twentyghosts - “The Winter Smizer” (Steve/Bucky America’s Next Top Model AU) for @alrightythenokeydoke

Kurisu/@kurisu-80​ - Art of Steve holding Tony in a bridal carry after winning him in an auction for @tonystarkier​​

mambo/@whtaft - “November Wind” (Steve/Bucky fall meet-ugly AU fic) for @sanepsycho240 - “The Toy Box” (Steve/Bucky toymaker AU fic) for @allgreymatters

Maya/@quidhitch - “most ardently” (Steve/Tony modern Pride and Prejudice AU fic) for @elcorhamletlive

Morgana/@darklingdawns - “Brother Mine” (Thor/Loki angsty soulmarks fic) for @meganedoodledog

@nakurumok - Art of AA Steve proposing to Tony on a roller coaster Tony made for @captainneverever

@nasafic - Steve/Tony gifset with lyrics from “Happier” by Marshmello ft. Bastille for @menatiera

Prim_the_Amazing/@primtheamazing - “an exceedingly mutually understood and well coordinated time” (Bucky/Natasha/Sam/Steve telepathic soulmates ABO AU fic) for @zepysgirl

princessoftheworlds/@princess-of-the-worlds - “a ghost with a beating heart” (Steve/Bucky android AU mood board and ficlet) for @taste-is-sweet​ (Tumblr post here)

SailorChibi/@tsuki-chibi​ - “Sweatpants and Cheesecake” (Steve/Tony grey villain Tony and a Steve who just got dumped fic) for Swing Set in December

scaramouche/@no-gorms - “A Groove of Perpetual Motion” (Steve/Tony high school hate-then-love AvAC AU fic) for Eleanor

@shirasade - CA:TWS Steve gifset with a quote about kindness for @haspel-and-berry​ - “The Stream of Warm Impermanence“ (Clint/Natasha reassessing their relationship post-Battle of New York fic) for @kimmycup

@summerpipedream - Marvel Femlash Events banner for @rarepairqueen

@this-is-captain-handsome - Art of Noir pre-serum Steve/Tony dancing for @sadisticsparkles

@tisfan - Black Panther, Nakia, and Shuri felt dolls for Xanoka - Captain Marvel, Iron Man, and Winter Soldier felt dolls for @skye-wright

@uofmdragon - “Olympic Dreams” (Clint/Coulson banter and cuddling hockey AU fic) for @jadesymb

Wilma Kins/@wilmakins - “To Have My Time Again...” (Steve/Tony canon-divergent IW time travel fic where Howard is brought forward in time) for M

wistering/@wisterings-art - Art of Thor cuddling with kittens for @sofreakinmanyfandoms - Art of Thor embracing a smaller Jotun Loki for @stuffimgoingtohellfor