#flying racoon suit

[fuckyeahskapunkinternational]

Take Today - SKAdiving feat. Catbite & Flying Raccoon Suit

[suedoodle]

Your Mario and Luigi art is amazing!! Your style for them is so perfect and unique 🥺

I'm actually curious of if you have any specific inspirations for the way you draw them? Generally I see a big mix of M&L series art but was wondering if there were other inspirations too?

Tons. Tons of Inspiration. Most of them come from the games but others actually are from promotional art, Japanese ads, or I just made it the heck up.

Here's a list of all the places I've pulled form in previous drawings:

Mario & Luigi series (Where I pull the most from, it's the most obvious) Superstar Saga, Partners in Time, Bowser's Inside Story, and Dream Team.

Super Mario 64 DS (Unagi eel encounter and playing 'Picture Poker' mini game with Luigi)

New Super Mario Bros. series (Getting stuck in the bubble and propeller power up flying)

Mario Galaxy 1+2 (Boo Mario and Luigi are very cute. Luigi especially because not only is he more oval shaped compared to his round brother; but he constantly has a worried look from being a ghost)

Super Mario Sunshine

Luigi's Mansion series (The duck floaty is from LM3)

Mario Marker (They're wearing their MM construction outfits but they're eating sandwiches on top of a I-beam like at the end of LM3)

Mario Paint (Mario wears his normal cap sideways with his painter outfit in that game while in Odyssey it's a beret)

Mario Tennis Aces

Mario Kart: Double Dash

Super Mario Odyssey (Many cute outfits from this game, I used 4)

Super Mario 3D World

Mario Kart Tours (Luigi gets 2 outfits from here- 'Painter' and 'Vacation')

Dr. Mario World (Baby Mario gets his doctor costume from here)

Now drawings of the Baby Bros are a special case. Out of the original 18 doodles, 5 of them come from 'Partners in Time' because that's where they're the most prominent as playable characters. But a grand majority of them I just made up, but not without a lot of thought! For example, the doodle of the babies in pajamas makes reference to their animal power ups. Baby M has a racoon plushy and Baby L has a fox plushy; a nod to Tanooki Mario and Kitsune Luigi. But Baby L also has spotted pajamas connecting more to his spotted cat form.

As for commercials, two poses come specifically from a single Japanese only ad where Mario rescues Luigi from Bowser (High-five + Hug Jump). And the white suit movie premiere outfits drawing I did actually comes from a Japan-only Super Mario All-Stars commercial.

So yeah, probably a long-winded answer just to say that all the drawings at the very least have roots somewhere.

[luigisblueoveralls]

I have a weird scenario; so instead of Luigi getting saved by Mario at the wedding, it’s the reader! And they have like a cute little reunion or something? ❤️

Of course!!

Saved by The 'Bear'

Luigi x Reader

Summary: At Bowsers wedding, Luigi is seconds away from death when you come to his aid and save him.

Notes: I absolutely love this scenario, so thank you for requesting it. I had so much fun with it! Also added a little something at the end, too, because why not? I hope you enjoy it!

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Koopa after Koopa was coming after you as you were trying to get to Luigi. He was trapped in a cage that Bowser trapped him in, and he slowly got closer and closer to the lava. Every time you would try to get to him, you would get knocked back by something. It has been a week since Luigi got separated from you and Mario, and it pained you to not be able to see you. And the first time you see him is when he is seconds away from death. It hurt you but also motivated you to keep going no matter what.

"(Y/N)!!" You hear Mario yell at you.

You turn to see Mario throwing a power-up box at you. You break the box and a brown leaf flew out. You grab the leaf and you instantly get transformed into a racoon suit of some kind.

"What does this-AHH!!" You got cut up by suddenly getting lifted into the air.

The suit's tail was spinning fast and intensely in a circle, making you fly. As soon as you were able to get in control of the flight of this suit, you look to see that Donkey Kong stopped the cages from sinking. DK was able to grab onto the thing, causing the cages to go lower, and Luigi's cage started rising up away from the lava. You were relieved for a second until you realized that the bottom of Luigi's cage was gone and he was holding on for dear life.

"I'm coming, Lui!" You cried out to him even if he couldn't hear you.

You start flying towards him, watching him struggle to hold onto the cage. Luigi tried to climb up to the top of the cage but he slipped and started falling down to the lava.

No.

No.

No!!

This was not happening. This wasn't happening. Luigi screamed in terror as it seemed like your world slowed down. Your partner, your other half, was falling to his death, and it seemed like you wouldn't reach him in time. No, no, you were going to. As you got closer and closer, you felt like your heart was going to explode. You had to get to Luigi. You had to.

You had to.

You were getting closer and closer to Luigi, but he was nearly at the lava. This wasn't real. This was a dream. It can't be happening. This wasn't how this was going to end.

You got closer.

And closer.

And closer.

And closer.

And he got closer.

And closer.

And closer.

And..

You felt your hand grip with Luigi's as he nearly touched the lava. He held onto you before realizing who it was.

"Lui!!"

"(Y-Y/N!!)" Luigi cried out in surprise.

Luigi held onto you for dear life as you got to solid ground, the both of you nearly falling down, but you didn't. Luigi and you cried out in tears as the two of you embraced into a hug.

"I told you I'd find you! I promise you I would!" You cried as you and Luigi touched foreheads, looking deep into each other's eyes.

Suddenly, Luigi held your face and placed a passionate kiss on your lips. You immediately kissed back, craving his lips on yours. It felt like y'all haven't seen in each other in years when really it has only been a week. But y'all have never been apart like this before. For the past six years that y'all have been in a relationship, you've never been separate from each other. This reunion was everything to y'all. You then placed little kisses all over his face as if he were going to disappear. Luigi laughed in response as he held you tightly and then pulled away from you. He was happy.

"Y-You're here. You're really here." Luigi breathlessly said, holding your face.

"I am. And I'm not going anywhere. I promise." You promise him.

Luigi's face then morphed into confusion.

"(Y/N), why do you look like a bear? What is this?" Luigi questioned you as the suit's tail wagged.

"Well, whatever the hell it is, it helped me save your life." You said as you two embraced in each other once again.

~

"Here I got you, Lui." You held his side as you helped him walk up the stairs to y'alls bedroom.

Brooklyn was saved, but unfortunately, Luigi ended up with a broken arm and sore ribs despite that power-up star kept Luigi and Mario from dying in the hands of Bowser.

"No, sweetie, you don't have to help me. I'm fine." Luigi tried to reassure you but immediately winced in pain afterward.

"You were saying?" You remarked as you continued helping your boyfriend.

Luigi informed you what all happened while you two were separated. He told you about how he hung over Lava for days and was terrified he would never see you or Mario again. He was just happy he was back in Brooklyn in y'alls place despite being injured. You were right now helping him to the bathroom. Even though he could walk, his nearly injured ribs prevent him from doing so by himself. Of course, you two have seen each other naked before, but this was different for sure. You open the door wide enough for the two of you to fit through.

"I got it from here. I promise." Luigi reassured you.

You nodded as you stepped out to let him do his business. Once he was done, he stumbled out of the bathroom.

"Lui."

"I'm okay, (Y/N). I promise. It's not like my ribs are totally broken." Luigi jokingly said.

You rolled your eyes at him as you both went into y'alls bedroom to relax. The two of you were watching TV when you leaned your head on his shoulder.

"I love you, Lui. I'm so happy I managed to grab you from falling into the lava."

Luigi leaned in and kissed the top of your head.

"I love you too, (Y/N). I'm glad you did, too. I would've been sad to have to leave you behind. But that's not the case at all. I'm here with you now. You'll be my wife one day, (Y/N). I promise. And we will get a bigger place and have kids and then grow old together and become grandparents." Luigi poured his heart out to you.

You stared into the love of your life's eyes. His blue sparkling eyes twinkled at you. He had a scar on his eyebrow now because of what happened, but it made him more attractive, although he had a busted up lip, too.

"I want that too with you, Lui. I can't wait for that." You said, burying your face into his neck.

You could smell his cologne he had. It smelled of wood and apples.

"That's my favorite cologne of yours."

Luigi chuckled in response. For the rest of the night, the two of you sat there watching TV. You both said comments here and there, but the night was mostly met with comfortable silence between the two of you. You both didn't realize how late it was until the sun started rising the next day. You both managed to get some sleep and you ended up dreaming of holding your baby with Luigi alongside you. You hope that that would be reality one day.

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Two in one day?? I'm on a roll!! I hope you enjoy this!! I wanted to make it long like I do with my others, so I added some extra stuff in there so I hope you enjoyed it!

[tapwaterenthusiast]

So I was a new student at a Catholic school, and I was not at all familiar with Catholicism. A student named Emily showed me around, and it was quite... Quirky. So was she. She said she was a part of rabies pride, and shoved a flag in my face. Also, the entire school seemed to also have rabies. They would only eat huge slabs of meat for lunch, even the bones. Anyway, our headmaster has an assembly about the uproar of rabies pride, and pride in general. She was extremely Rabiophobic. So, as she stood on stage, she said

"Our godly father, remove the sin and disease from these poor unfortunate souls" as she begun to break out into a religious chant. Her eyes glowed blood red, and she rose into the air holding the golden Cross. The other Nuns joined hands while laying down on the floor in a circle around the headmaster, and begun floating too and rapidly spinning, chanting. The tables started flying and the roof almost flew off the building. Suddenly, a group of rebellious Nuns of the convent behind our school rushed in, wearing racoon mascot heads while wearing their Nun outfits too.

"ALL RISE FOR THE ORDER OF THE RABIE" they bellowed as they charged towards the spectacle of Nuns, the rest of the rabies kids following after. "RABIES PRIDE, YOU RABIOPHOBES!". Suddenly, the two crowds clashed and all out war started, nuns versus Nuns. Kids fought fiercely as they pulled out their racoon tails and suits, some even biting people.

Finally, one bit the headmaster and she begun to take new form. She mutated horribly, her hair falling out and being replaced with fur, which spread across her whole body. "RABIES PRIDE" they all chanted as she transformed, but as she was about to descend onto the crowd and crush them all, the cis bus came and killed them all! ALL SPLATTED TO THE GROUND. Sadly, the engine exploded and the down with cis people ran out, all on fire. It spread to the rest of the school, and once it hit the boiler room, the whole building exploded and collapsed. Huge debris fell onto the convent like meteors, setting it ablaze.

The nuns left inside fled and begun to chant, but the flaming down with cis people ran at them, setting them on fire! Then, the whole hill the place was built on landslided into the lake below, destroying all traces of the satanic ongoing at the Catholic school.

Everybody clapped.

Sometimes i think if any of the down with cis people survived. They really are my heroes.

[azure-wolf-227]

Hamefura x Pokémon AU: Other Teams Part 2

Part 2 of what Pokémon some others characters have, this time covering the people not mentioned in Part 1.

Thank you @dulcito-on-ao3, @logo-comics, and @thecagedsong for your suggestions.

Sienna Nelson

Starly/Staravia/Staraptor - First Pokémon - @dulcito-on-ao3 suggested Normal/Flying types and I agree they fit. Especially that Flying-Types match with her Wind Magic.

Jigglypuff - according to @logo-comics, Sienna deserves this cute Pokémon.

Kai Gerran

Honehege - because he is a sword fighting teacher

Absol - @thecagedsong suggested this based on @dulcito-on-ao3‘s idea of him having really bad luck of accidentally drawing the jealous attention of powerful men.

Escavalier - because he was part of a knight order. @dulcito-on-ao3‘s suggestion. Any other knight-themed Pokémon could also work.

Fray Randall

Hatterene - First Pokémon - a cute and elegant-looking Psychic-Type fits her so well. @logo-comics suggestion

Roselia - because it feels right to associate her with flowers like that. @logo-comics suggestion

Pidgeotto - a Flying-Type to fit her Wind Magic, also it represents her admiration of Larna Smith, who has a Pidgeot.

Ginger Tucker

Eevee/Jolteon - First Pokémon - because a Lightning-Type is perfect for a tsundere. Her father gave her an Eevee as a sign of favoritism after her Magic awakened, giving her siblings another reason to dislike her. @logo-comics suggestion.

Taillow - A Flying-Type to match her Wind Magic.

Marsha Catley

Marrill - First Pokémon - I headcanon Marsha as a Water Mage so a cute Water-Type fits her.

Beedrill - according to @logo-comics it fits her

Tom Wisley

Maractus -  to suit his seemingly imposing nature and general kindness. @logo-comics suggestion

Joanna

Indeedee ♀ - like most maids

Gothitelle - this Pokémon is described as detached which I guess fits with Joanna’s initial intimidating attitude. @logo-comics suggestion.

Cyrus Lancaster

Raticate - First Pokémon - he caught it when he was younger, since he grew up on a farm without much to his family's name and Rattata is a very common Pokemon. @logo-comics suggestion.

Boring farm Pokémon like Flaaffy or Wooloo. @thecagedsong suggestion.

Jirachi - everyone gives him credit and acclaim for the Jirachi, (kinda of like how, amazing, he's so strong and talented in magic) but really Jirachi just likes his Raticate and lets Cyrus be his trainer to stay close to his crush. It good for reflecting how Cyrus really doesn't fit in with noble society, despite holding high prominence in it. @thecagedsong suggestion.

Dewey Percy

Lopunny -  it matches his nature as a Tsundere and would be funny to see in general. @logo-comics suggestion.

Guy “Laura” Handerson

Bellossom - it’s what they deserve. @logo-comics suggestion.

Nathan Hart

Abra -  "it will be able to teleport him back town after he gets lost" they thought. Except he got the one Abra who gets as lost as he does. Occasionally his Abra comes out of his pokeball and will teleport Nathan. There is nothing anyone can do. The bonds of pokemon are sacred. Nathan never talks about where his Abra takes him. @thecagedsong suggestion.

Nix Cornish

Quaquaval - I feel that this Pokémon fits his flamboyant attitude.

Dartrix - this Pokémon is described as narcissistic which also describes Nix.

Lisa Norman

Zigzagoon - a reference to her racoon puppet which is now a Zigzagoon puppet. She does the ventriloquist thing with both the Pokémon and the puppet.

Caesar Dahl

Ursaring - His only Pokémon - Caught as a Teddiursa during his days as a mercenary with the one pokeball he got as a gift from the royal side of his family. Something powerful and wild, not something he can show easily to a crowd, just like he feels like his true self needs to be muted in order to help his half brother as a noble. The golden ring on Ursaring fits his golden eyes. @thecagedsong suggestion

Marquis Edmund Randall

Hypno - I can just see him using this Pokémon to try to brainwash his children into obedience. It does not work because their own Psychic-Types protect them.

Lord Coleman (Keith’s biological father)

Some Ground and Rock-Types. He only sees Pokémon as useful for his status. He does not mistreat them but doesn’t see them as friends.

Thomas Coleman

Tried showing off by buying rare Pokémon; he doesn’t bother to train them, always relying on items; he abuses his Pokémon, meaning theya re not loyal to him.

Mary’s sisters

A mix of cute and pretty Pokémon, mostly grass-types but any adorable, not-always fully evolved Pokémon works. They are more interested in contests and showcases than battles. I suddenly have this idea of these three putting on shows like Misty’s sisters.

Mothim, Beautifly, and Vivilillion - less powerful but matching and beautiful butterfly Pokémon. Strong against Mary's grass-types and purposefully excluding her. @thecagedsong suggestion.

[isabelguerra]

you ran the wizard au right? i remembered i used to love the worldbuilding!!!! and the fic series (both if them) were sooo fun, if you ever wrote more i know id read it 👉👈…. so um i know there was a triwiz tournament year, did u ever come up with outfits for the yule ball? i love fashion and am really interested in hearing what you’d have everyone wear haha. thank you for answering!!!

SIGH. yeah that was me i ran the hogwarts au. i cannot run from my past i just gotta embrace it. anyway im super touched to hear u liked my au… my feelings around it are super conflicted but even though i dont talk abt it much it was really sweet hearing how much you liked it. so yes. yes i did come up with yule ball outfits, for the triwizard tournament arc in their 6th year, which i will share for u bc u asked so sweet 

first off: my biggest gripe with yule in canon was how boring it was. these are fucking wizards. i was not going to let that shit get away with black robed suits and prom dresses i wanted full ass met gala-level Extra, while still staying faithful to the characters tastes and personalities. so i ended up looking at a bunch of runway couture! heres what i came up with: 

isabel, as the heir to the prestigious guerra family name, quidditch captain, brightest witch of their year, and max (hogwarts champion)’s date (they went together for appearances as bffs and bc neither of them got actual dates), had a lot of pressure on her shoulders socially. i wanted her 2 have something she could feel natural in but a little restricted by, as she likely had her dress chosen for her rather than chose it herself. so she likes it but it reflects her wizarding world status more than her actual personality. it also goes 2 be said that the night before yule she stayed up hand folding a bunch of paper cranes and butterflies for her dress that would fly around her all night. loved Teuta Matoshi, Joanne Flemming bridal, and vintage Costarellos designs 4 her

max was hogwarts champion that year obviously which means he had to have the most swag out of anyone. obviously. i was super into butch lesbian max when i made this so his inspos were primarily womens suits. he was the only one i let have a black outfit bc i cant see him being super fashionably flashy. vibe i went for was ‘shiny goth swag’, which Isabel Marant SS2020 and D&G pre-Fall 2020 really hit the nail on the head

ed was probably the most fun+ easiest. i just dressed them weird. also idk if i mentioned this but ed and rj went to yule together lol? #nonbinaryswag. my fav look for them was #1, D&G Spring RTW 2020. i love that shiny suit. i do also think he’d fuck it up in the dress at the end though

isaac i went so ridiculous with isaac you know he’d be so extra. Balmain FW2016 really pulled through with the velvet fabrics, squared shoulders, and gold accents. my other looks were Louis Vuitton Fall 2020, which were a bit sillier but i still loved for him

spender fucks it up in a chadwick boseman met gala 2018. he does not pull it off as well but what can u do 

EXTRAS bc idk if u just meant outfits for Just the main cast or for everyone. so here’s some bonus outfits for other cast members :-)

johnny is one of the few muggle-born wizards i chose from the cast, so his outfit would’ve reflected that slight displacement and more attunement to the human world. i loved 2 joke w my friends that getting johnny in ANY fancy outfit would be hard, and even if u could get him in one he’s still wear his iconic ratty leather jacket over his nice clothes anyway. so johnny got two pics: one from Balenciaga Spring 2018 (love the dorky high waisted pants and patterned red dress shirt combo), and another from Coach Spring 2017 (love the jacket). he also deffo charmed his hair to Literally Be On Fire until one of the professors told him to put it out. he also let loose a racoon in the venue while nobody was looking.

stephen 100% hamish bowles met gala no further comment

rj showed up w/ ed looking like this

[tail0rm4de3ra]

Your "regularly" "scheduled" shipment of foodstuffs from Super Player Inc. has arrived!

Items: Tanooki Suit x1

When worn, the Tanooki Suit gives you the ability to turn into a statue and back again whenever you desire! This immobile disguise will do you wonders in a game of hide and seek. The Tanooki Suit also shares the abilities of the high-demand Racoon Leaf, allowing you to fly temporarily with a running start and glide down safely by simply wagging the tail in the back of the costume.

(Notice: The Tanooki Suit is not for children age 3 or younger. Super Player Inc. is not responsible for injury or death due to improper or irresponsible use of the Tanooki Suit. Super Player Inc. does not condone use of the Tanooki Suit in illegal activities.)

" . . . "

Staring at the suit in shock. HER PRAYERS WERE ANSWERED

" FUCKING THANK YOU- "

[mcubuckyxlokisbitch]

What if part 3

halo, big summer blow out

pretend thats you 

kk 

“Five years ago we lost, we lost friends, we lost family, we lost apart of ourselves, today we have a chance to take it al back you have your teams, you know your missions, get the stones, get them back. One round trip each no mistakes no do-overs. Most of us are going somewhere we know, that doesn’t mean we should know what to expect, be careful, lookout for eachother. This will be the fight of your lives and were going to win.... Whatever it takes.” Captain America said as you all were in suits on the time portal.

“He’s actually really good at that.” you hear the racoon say as he passes you a miniature ship. 

“I know right.” Scott says passing the pym particles to Loki.

“Don’t break it sunshine, you better know how to drive it.” Rocket snarled.

“Yeah, yeah don’t worry yourself.” you shrugged off.

The time portal turned on on Banners command as you were sucked in.

“See you in a minute you.” Is the last thing you hear Nat say before the portal sucks you all in. 

The  journey was dizzying yet it felt as if you were flying, bright lights flash past your eyes. You feel gravity pull you to a different lane than the others. 

You telaport to a planet called Morag where you, Loki, Nebula and Rodhey were prepping up to seperate as you were to fly to a planet called Vormir for the soul stone while Nebula and Rhodey retrieve the power stone. 

You shake Nebulas robotic hand and and pull her into a quick hug before saying goodbye to Rhodey. “Don’t stick around for a honeymoon you too.”

“We just might.” Loki joked while you two boarded the ship.

“You sit in the pilot seat and adjusted the coordenates to a place Nebula mentioned, VORMIR. 

You look to your side as Loki reached for your hand and you grab it and held it tightly smilling to eachother. 

“I’m here.” you thought, with nothing to worry about.

VORMIR

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“Thor will be traking the stone on Asgard with Rocket as his partner.” Steve instructed. 

“So great im on drunksiting duty.” Rocket groaned as he rubbed his temples.

“Apologies wouldn’t it be best if my wife and I both well and sober former Asgardians be better suited for Asgard.” Loki said rasing his hand. 

“Sush its fine luv... huge apology captain, please continue.” You said sighing in dissapointment towards your husband.

“Thank you Y/N... Loki to answer your question we actually have another mission for you since the rest of us would be pretty occupied. We don’t know much about the soul stone, both of you as magic users are our best chance agaisnt the unknown in the planet....” Steve said changing the slide to the soul stone slide.

“Vormir ...” Nebula said. 

“What is Vormir exactly.” You asked in curiosity

“The dominion of death. At the very centre of the celestial existance, its where Thanos murdered my sister.” Nebula cutted of as only silence followed.

“I-i’m sorry.” you could only say.

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You focused back as you and Loki gazed up at the height of the mountain as the sandstorms wind blew Lokis hair and took your breathe away making you struggle to breathe. 

“Your right we should have switched with Thor and the Racoon. He needs the exercise and that trashbag would probably feel nothing climbing this hill.” You grabbed another stone and threw it off the mountain path your were climbing. 

“I told you.” Loki said reaching his hand out as he smiled and pull you up. “Besides I don’t think he is a racoon and Thor would have flown up anyways.”

“Can’t you telaport us instead of continuing to talk ?” You groaned as you continued to hike the mountain.

“Only works to places, I’v been to before my love.” Loki grinned as he made the succesful comeback.

You rolled your eyes and continued to hike through the pain, and wind.

Finally reaching to the top you and Loki take in the view for abit and looked around for any clues towards the stone. 

You kneel on one knee and sighed, you looked down and traced the graphs carved into the stone you stood on. Then you both sense a dark and colder force behind you. You and Loki readied your weapons and you both glared into a dark cloacked figure.

“Loki, son of Odin and Laufey.” It echoed. “Y/N daughter of Heimdall.” It contiued.

“Where is the soul stone.” You say with your spear in hand.

“How do you know our names

“If you seek that of the treasure, the stone lies only ahead of you, as does what you fear, the stone attracts a terrible pain and needs.”

“And what might that be.”Loki questioned.

“A price, the soul holds a special place amongts the infinity stones most might say it holds a certain wisdom. The stone demands a sacrifice, in order to take the stone you must lose that what you love.” The cloacked being said.

You both lowered you weapons and looked at each other. Lose that what you love

“It must be a trick, it can’t be, he must be hiding the stone with him.”Loki rambled.

“Give to the world and don’t expect anything back.” You whispered sitting on a rock focused to the ground.

“I don’t understand.”

“Yes you do. Its not a riddle, the answer was said. Lose that what you love.”You muttered.

“Whatever it takes.” you whispered.

“My love your not actually thinking about.” Loki said as you stand towards the ledge.

“Loki if we don’t do this millions of people stay dead, millions of people stay loosing those of which they love-”

 “And I will forever loose you.... that is a selfish sacrifice for you to make.” Loki argued back.

“You’ve always wished to prove to the world you have changed and that it was the best choice for you to belong on earth.” you breathed out holding his hand tighter.

“And I have, you, Atlas you both are my whole world.” Loki said tightening the grip back. You glanced up towards his green eyes as he leaned towards you and kissed you.

Your lips dancing ontop of eachother, through the cold wind as both refused to leave the other. After savarouing every minute of it, you both take a breathe of air and gazed into eachothers eyes. Loki leaned in on last time laying his forhead on yours and hugging you tightly. While your hands rested around his shoulders. 

You looked up at him and grabbed your spear and held it, “Tell Atlas that I love him.” You dropped your spear into his opened arms. 

The spear went through his hands

Your eyes widened in panic and you turned your head towards the cliff. You see Loki glance at your from the side as he leaned forward. You sprinted grabbing your spear and slide down off the cliff. Using the momentum you used the spear to hook onto the cliff and grabbed Lokis cape. Both of you levered of the cliff dangling onto your strength. You pulled yourself up so your could your your underarms to cling onto the spear while turning the fabric of Lokis cape to tighten your grip. “Let me go love...” He cried out as he pulled out his dagger.

Before he could do anything you holstered him up on the cliff again. The momentum pulled you both up as it latched you to the end of the cliff pulling the spear out of the hole you dug it into.you grabbed onto the corner of the cliff tight as ever in fear of loosing your balance. You looked back at Loki who was trying to regain his balance. You grab your spear and got into position about to fight off Loki to make sure it was you who will jump of the cliff and not him. 

Lokii brought out his throwing knives and looked at your seriously now.

“You have to be the one to tell him.” You said trying to breathe. 

Loki charged towards you saying nothing. he took the first strike as you ducked and slide down. You then used your spear to bring Loki with you. Grunting on impact he fell back again to the ground. You pointed the spear at him. “Tell my son I love him.”

A good blocking from his throwing knives and hilding down your position as he stricked both knives and made eye contact with you trying to push you down. 

You Looked back at his cape and gained an idea not easy to pull of. “Tell him yourself.” You slid your foot and tackeld him down. He used his feet in return to spin you making you fall on the ground. Every move you made he knew how to react to it and block it as best as he could. Until you used a new move, using the blunt part of your spear to stab down at his shoe then twirling it to his face knocking him out slightly. You kicked him back as he plummeted to thr ground rolling backwards. You quickly used your spear to dig it into the side of his stomach withtout worry since you knew of his heeling powers. You then dug the spear into the ground deeper so he had no chance of escape.

He screamed in pain as you winced at his cry, “I’m sorry but my heart can’t bear loosing you again.”

You look into his eyes as you back away from him, he quickly tried to pull out but quickly winced in pain as you had placed a quick spell preventing from doing so and it can only wear off until you wish to or till death.  

You backed away from Loki as you mouthed out, “I love you...” You turn to the cliff as the silence was finally cut, “I’ll always be there for you.” 

Loki screamed out, “UNLEASH ME Y/N.” He glared at you before his look softened at the realisation he will only be free the moment you hit the ground. “Don’t do this...”

You looked at what seems too be a sunset and then back to Loki and took your last breathe before plummeting into the ground. Where you felt pain then nothing....

Loki felt the spear loosen and instantly pulled it out, the realisation hits him that your gone. Loki rushed to the edge of the cliff as he saw your lifeless body on the ground as blood rushed out your nose and your form was pale on the ground.

Loki punched the ground in anger as he knelt down and clenched his fist. He leaned forward and flip forward using his daggers to dig through the stones wall to slow down to the bottom.

But before he could reach to the bottom a strong gravitational pull from the sky pulled him up. He tried to reach for his wife but the light blinded him as he lost conciousness.

Loki started to feel water slip into his ears, but the thing that shocked him back was inhaling the water through his nostrils. He woke up in search of his wife hoping it was all just one bad dream. 

No 

He was still on vormir, he felt a warm object in his left hand and opened it. 

Whatever it takes. They... he got it.

The soul stone....

[fuckyeahskapunkinternational]

Flying Racoon Suit - Ska Punk International

[capochinootea]

How the Shishigumi met Baby Louis

Me thinks Baby Louis and Shishigumi wholesome time ^-^

Free

When Free first met Louis, it was in the middle of a shootout. He was 17. Young, brash and bold. A few weeks into the Shishigumi, and he's already considered an elite, impressing those who have climbed the ranks for longer.

It was an unfortunate time when Free was met face-to-face with a child, a herbivore child, no less. Guns drawn, ready to fire at their leader’s command. In all Free’s years of living in the Back Alley Market, this is by far, the most ridiculous thing that has ever happened.

Members of the gang yelled for back up. He was ready. Ready to take on their opponents, but what he sees is a much taller, more mature lion- Ibuki, he realizes, blocking his way, hands extended.

...What?

Confused and slightly irritated, he was handed a child and the lion left to help his comrades. Poor and confused 17-year old Free sat there, as the fawn- aged 6- he guessed- giggled at him, oblivious to the danger they’re both in.

---

Ibuki

Livestock. Ibuki never fancied the business. Even for a gangster lion like him, selling livestock- he thinks of it so immoral. You must be completely fucked down to the core if the mafioso lion has more heart than you.

When news travelled to the Shishigumi of a livestock trafficking ring not having paid their share, Ibuki breathed a sigh of relief. An excuse, he thought.

Finally.

But when he got there, it was like a place after war. It smelled of filth, abandon and decay. The building barely stands, it’s pillars a breath away from collapse.

In it lay a single fawn, blood stained but alive. A living, breathing being surrounded by death, of carcasses and corpses. The fawn looked as though he was the god of death himself, mortalized in a fragile being, cursed to wander the earth, leaving death in his footsteps.

---

Dolph

For a lion who’s lived in the market for more than 2 decades, he thought he had seen it all- the mundane, the gruesome, the ridiculous. Hell, the Shishigumi is proof of that. But somehow, not even the pole dancing mice could top this.Standing there, by the mansion’s gates was Ibuki, a sleeping fawn in his arms, bundled in his suit jacket. If he were any more shocked, his jaw might have hit the ground.

Surely the trip to the livestock trafficking ring didn’t hit Ibuki’s head. If not, then that’s probably not Ibuki at all. He was pretty damned sure that if anyone in the Shishigumi were to replace the old chief (should his ultimate demise were to ever happen- he hoped soon), it would be Ibuki.

Yet he stands there, a soft look in his eyes, the happiest he looked since he joined. He can’t help but feel dumb. The market is just full of surprises.

---

Hino

It was Wednesday night. The mansion silent and empty, its corridors barely illuminated by the hanging low light above . Almost all of the lions had left for the night, sans a few lower goons keeping watch over the gates. Sitting by the hideout’s make-shift home bar, nothing felt out of the ordinary.

He cradled the cheap whiskey in his hands and circled the drink slowly. He watched the drink as it created a mini whirlpool, his reflection on the glass.

His brows furrowed in confusion. Something was amiss. This isn’t right.

His tail moved back and forth, fur standing, mind on edge. Someone foreign was in the mansion. He continued to watch his reflection, but there was no sign of the intruder.

Too late did he realize, as a creature suddenly latched onto his leg. He would've kicked the stranger out of instinct, but when he caught a glimpse of wide ears flinching, the smell of lion on him, all sense of dread died.

Looking down, he sees a fawn, toothily grinning at him, hugging his legs like they were pillows.

“What are you doing here little guy?” Hino crouches, hands folded so as to not hurt the tiny creature.

The fawn giggled, clutching his face in his mini hands. They’re warm, he noted. .

“Mr. Lion!!” He cackled.

And like a child calling for its mother, Ibuki came running up the stairs, his glasses out of place, strands of his mane flying everywhere. He looked like hell.

“Louis!” he called and bolted right after where he sat.

Such a strange sight to see. A huge lion cradling a fawn, no bigger than Ibuki’s hands. A smile found its way to Hino’s flawless features. It’s a beautiful Wednesday night.

---

Sabu

He’s getting old, he realizes. His mane is getting harder to grow, his joints more prone to aches. He wonders if growing old is a gift, with what dangers lurking in the Back Alley Market. You’re lucky if you still have all your limbs intact by the age of 30.

Sitting by the kitchen counter, he closes his eyes. Ah, well it’s not like he could complain. In fact, he’s lucky to be alive, limbs and all.

“Up!”

He cracks one eye open.

..What?

“Up! Up!” Standing there, a creature unlike him. A fawn. No older than 6 he thinks. Clutching what he assumes is a stuffed animal, a small pout laced its face.

He had so many questions.

“Up! Up!!!” The fawn demanded, now running around, making soft tap tap taps against the floors of the mansion.

How youthful, he thought, picking up the child, giggling as his arms wrap around its tiny waist.

“Funny lion man!” it cackles, now trying to climb his head, to touch his mane. He assumes his mohawk is a different sight from what the fawn usually sees.

He still has so many questions.

He let the fawn play with his mane, not minding the strands that now fall against his face, covering his eyes.

“Ibuki!!” the tiny fawn suddenly shrieked, hurriedly trying to climb down from his now lopsided mane. He watches the young fawn dash to the other, who caught him as he propelled himself in the air.

How youthful, he thought again.

---

Miguel

It’s not like he’s not used to the fearful looks most herbivores and even the lesser carnivores give him. He’s big, brawny, a lion through and through. A literal king of the beast. To say he was used to the wary stares, the jealous glares, is the simple truth.

His footsteps alone are enough to spook a sheep down to its very core. He need not speak to intimidate a room full of hyenas, no. Even baring his fangs would be too much.

Which is why he found this whole ordeal completely and utterly ridiculous.

A tiny fawn stood before him, staring up at him. Fearless, he thinks. No! He was awestruck… mouth agape and ears perked up. He looked at him like he’s something to behold.

“Big Lion Man!!!” it cackles.

Odd..

It was so odd.

He felt his heart swell beneath the hard muscle, beneath tendons, flesh and bones. Never before has a creature looked at him with such delight. From a herbivore no less.

---

Jinma and Dope

If there’s any duo more suited to work together in the Shishigumi, the title befalls on one Jinma and Dope. Another successful negotiation. Another night of festivities.

Tonight, the table was decorated with an assortment of meals, meat cooked to perfection. A flawless buffet. An impeccable occasion.

Until Jinma caught a glimpse of movement beneath the table covers. An intruder? A spy? That’s impossible. It just is. He knows no one would have balls big enough to go alone in the Shishigumi headquarters unscathed.

He eyed the table covers with great intensity. He squints, watching the creases of the fabric, waiting to see any sign of movement. Nothing. Not until a foreign tiny hand slipped under the covers to grab a lone piece of meat sat atop the table.

In an instant, he lifted the white sheet, uncovering the thief hidden below the covers. He expected a young lowly canine, or mayhaps a racoon, only to find a giggling fawn munching on the small piece of meat he’s stolen.

“The fuck..” he heard someone mutter behind him. Dope, he thinks.

“Hello!” The young deer greeted, mouth full of meat.

This is weird.

Jinma watches as the fawn finally moves to unveil himself out of the white sheets, walking towards Dolph, who picks him up like it was something he’d done before.

This is so weird.

The two lions watch with their heads tilted to the side. Confused, they see Dolph smile at the tiny fawn he was cradling, who was still chewing the meat he’d stolen.

“The fuck” Jinma mutters.

---

Agata

“What??” Agata squawked, hands balled into a fist. How could they do this? To a lion, barely the age of 16.

“I.. I can’t! I’m not sure how to?” he countered, looking anywhere but the scene before him.

A child, clinging to the cuffs of Ibuki’s suit jacket. A fawn, 9 or 10 years old- by the looks of it.

“Agata, it will only be for an hour or two,” Dolph explained.

Like that’s going to change anything.

“But! Dolph-san, why? We don’t even know who this kid is? I mean.. Why can’t we just give him back to his parents?” He blurted.. The words left his mouth before he could process what he had just said. He prayed to whichever gods listening to him to please not make him babysit a child- and a herbivore child too!

Ibuki furrows his brows, before sharing a look with Dolph, who looks as equally as upset. A beat, and then,

“Louis stays with the Shishigumi,” Ibuki stated, like it’s the most obvious thing.

“You can’t be serious!” Agata whined, his arms flailing. It was a fight he couldn’t win. He frowned.

It didn’t take Agata more than a second to realize that his outburst had caused Louis to hide more behind Ibuki, his teeth bared, eyes burning with passionate hate.

Ah... He really did not like babysitting.

[thefallennightmare]

Vas Prizrak-Three

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 1617

Warnings: swearing, some smut, fluff, lots of angst.

Summary:  Bucky and Reader’s life in Wakanda had been everything they ever wanted. But when they are told about the fight that was on it’s way to them, they fear that life would be dusted away for good.

A/N: As you can tell from the gif choice for this chapter, it’s the part that we were all NOT looking forward too. I apologize. 

“UGLY! MOTHER! FUCKERS!,” I bellowed as my knife sliced through an alien's throat, three stabs, as they had me pinned to the ground. 

With a swift kick, it fell to the ground in a heap and I was back on my feet in a flash; just in time to send my knife into another alien's head. 

Thanos’ army was fast, strong, and not all that appealing to look at. It seemed that now matter how many we killed, hundreds more appeared. 

“Bucky?!” I yelled while looking around. 

In the midst of everything, I had become lost in the fray. Bucky and Steve were somewhere on the other end of the battle field. My long hair was a mess, blowing in the winds, as I frantically looked around. I was fighting side by side with the many men of the Wakanda army. 

All too quick, my veins filled with fear and my skin tingled with death. 

Bucky. 

My head snapped to the left and this time, my own anger filled me as I saw the sight in front of me. 

Bucky was on the ground, alien on top of him, as he tried to fight it off of him with his small knife. Darkness took over my vision, clouding my judgement, and the all too familiar warmth spread to the tips of my fingers, sparking to life. 

I shot multiple balls of fire at the alien on top of Bucky, who watched in slight horror as it fell to ash around him. 

“SHE’S BACK!” Sam’s voice yelled into the coms. 

Blinking my eyes a view times, the darkness was gone and I was staring at Bucky’s concerned face. 

“Are you alright?” He questioned, cupping my chin. 

Time had stopped for a split second around us. 

“Never better,” I grinned while smacking my hands together. 

They sparked again, flames burning my finger tips. 

We fought for a few moments longer before coming to a halt when lighting struck around us, causing the fighting to stop. 

A few inches from me stood someone I hadn’t seen in a very, very long time. 

“Long time no see, Thor.” I smiled towards him. 

“Y/N? You changed your hair,” He smirked, ruffling my hair. 

I had almost forgotten that my powers changed it to a vibrant red. 

“You made some new friends?” I pointed towards the racoon and the walking tree. 

“This is my new friend Rocket and Tree,” he introduced. 

“I am Groot,” the tree spoke. 

I nodded. “I am Y/N L/N.” 

“Y/N! I could use some back up over here!” Steve’s voice yelled into the coms.

My feet sprinted over towards him, blasting away any aliens that got in the way. Steve stood in front of me, blood pouring from a wound on his lip and I gently wiped it away. 

I went to speak but felt myself getting pounced on from behind, head smacking hard against a rock. 

“Shit,” I groaned. 

Sharp teeth chomped towards my face and the blood pooling from my forehead caused my vision to fade, in and out. The drool from the alien dripped down on me, an indication that he was seconds away from ending it all. 

The alien was off before I could register that Steve had kicked him, sending him flying meters away. 

“Y/N,” he cooed while helping me to sit up.

“I’m alright,” I stated as I smacked his hands away. “I heal fast, remember.” 

Steve sighed, his fingers brushing against the open wound of my forehead. I couldn’t stop the loud hiss that fell from my lips. 

“GUYS! VISION NEEDS BACKUP!” Bruce’s voice rang through the coms. 

Steve hesitated while looking at me, weighing the decision in his mind. 

“Go, I’ll be fine,” I nodded. 

He was still apprehensive but when I set an alien ablaze that had sneaked up behind him, he knew that I was in fact alright. 

Once he left, I willed myself to my knees, trying to gain whatever strength I had left. This fight had taken so much out of me, not having to exert this much energy in such a long time, and I knew that this was it. 

“I’m going to die alone,” I muttered with a sigh. 

“You’re not alone.” 

Natasha helped me to my feet, brushing the dust off my shoulders. 

“Now, I know I didn’t teach you to give up so easily,” She t’sked. 

“Moment of weakness,” I shrugged. 

Suddenly, the wind had picked up, circling around us with a soft breeze, the air shifted with an uneasy feeling. Natasha and I shared a knowing look and we with a quick nod, we both ran towards Steve and Vision. 

“He’s here,” Vision spoke. 

I turned my back to them, speaking into my com. “Bucky, where are you?” 

Silence. 

“Damnit,” I cursed. 

Steve pulled me closer to him before speaking into his com. “Everyone in my position. We have in-coming.” 

A sudden portal opened in front of us, a giant purple titan stepping out of it. I gasped, the fear of knowing that there would be no way we could stop him loomed close. 

“That’s him,” Banner said. 

Steve looked at me, engaging his shield. “Eyes up. Stay sharp.” 

The flames burned with hate as I shot multiple fireballs towards Thanos, who had easily dodge them. His large hand wrapped around my throat, lifting me with ease. 

“Pathetic,” he spat, throwing me to the side. 

I landed against a tree with a loud, painful groan and I could hear Steve scream my name. My body lay defeated in the dirt, eyes watching as my friends tried to fight against Thanos, only to fail. 

Bucky’s screams came from the bushes, gun firing at Thanos. 

“Bucky!” I yelled, watching him getting thrown in front of me. 

Tired hands and feet crawled over towards him, turning his heavy body over so I could look in his eyes. 

“Are you alright?” I pondered, brushing the hair out of his face. 

“You’re bleeding,” he mumbled. 

His vibranium fingers wiped the blood from my head. 

“I’m okay,” I reassured him with a soft kiss. 

Bucky let out a loan groan, the pain of the fight catching up to him. “I’m starting to think we should have stayed in bed.” 

The giggle that fell through my lips was cut short as the screams of Wanda filled the air. My full attention was on her as I watched Thanos bring Vision back to life, only to end it just as quick, pulling the mind stone from him. Vision’s body fell to a heap on the ground, right next to Wanda. 

“No,” I trembled, tears welled in my eyes.

Thanos stood tall, all six stones in hand. Thor, however, had arrived out of nowhere, laying his axe in Thanos’ chest. But it didn’t matter, no matter how deep Thor dug his axe into Thanos. 

“You should have gone for the head,” Thanos said. 

Before anyone could register what happened, he raised his hand with a quick snap. 

“NO!” I bellowed. 

Thanos’ hand burned, his gauntlet almost to ash, as the aftermath of what he did started to lay around us. 

“What did you do?!” Thor demanded. 

As fast as he arrived, Thanos was gone. 

Steve stumbled his way over to Bucky and I, helping us to our feet. After giving us a quick once over, he turned his attention to Thor. 

“Where did he go?” He questioned. 

“Thor, where did he go?!” I fumed. 

“Y/N?” 

Bucky’s voice was filled with fear and worry as he spoke my name; it came off so quiet from his lips that I almost hadn’t heard.

Steve and I both turned our attention towards Bucky, who suddenly was dusting away with the wind, body disappearing. 

“BUCKY!” I yelled running towards him. 

My knees fell to the ground, hands spreading through the ashes of where Bucky once lay. 

“NO, BUCKY!” 

My scream echoed throughout the forest, the high pitch banshee like yell causing whatever birds there were left to flock away from me. Fire shot from my hands, setting the grass and trees around us a blaze in a warm fire. Everyone winced at the sound of my yells, cries for my lost love, as I buried myself deeper into the ground, hoping that this was a bad dream. Bucky was still here, he hadn’t left me. 

A loud, painful scream had clawed its way through the tough confines of my throat as I doubled over in pain to clutch my stomach. It felt like my insides were being ripped out and with a choking sob, I spit piles of dusty ash to the ground. My fingers shook as I dug into the ground, the realization of what happened coming to light. 

I had now lost every single part of Bucky in the snap. Not only was he gone but what I was growing inside of me had vanished before I even knew it was there.

I was so engrossed in my own pain that I hadn't noticed others had disappeared as well. Until Steve pulled me from the ground, into his chest. 

My cries came out muffled against his suit as I screamed and kicked against him. “He’s not gone. He can’t be!” 

Steve cupped my cheeks, forcing my broken gaze to his. “It’s okay. I’m here.” 

Knuckles turned white as I clutched onto him with whatever strength I had left, fearing that he would leave me too. 

“What do we do now?” Natasha asked. 

“I don’t know,” Steve admitted before hushing my cries with a soft kiss to the top of my head. 

For once in his entire life, Steve didn’t have a plan and that absolutely terrified him.

[vanibear]

teddy please tell your hybrid hcs for the bench trio im v v interested

with pleasure!!! buckle up bc this is probably going to be very long-winded and chaotic and most design choices cater to my likings more than reason or practicality >:]

tubbo:

i’d like to think he’s some sort of shapeshifter who like subconsciously picks up traits from the people and things he’s around (idk if they’d be permanent, maybe some stick and others are semi-permanent)

various traits (again, more or less for my enjoyment bc i think they’re cool) include: 

blond hair that fluctuates between very fair to brunet depending on how much he’s around tommy

horns! probably multiple, but of different kids, ex. cow and goat (goat bc of schlatt administration, and cow horns bc i honestly just love highland cow/moobloom tubbo)

bee wings (and maybe antennae) because, well, he likea da bee

harkening back to my adoration of moobloom!tubbo, he grows little flowers and sprouts out of himself, the most notable being a sunflower covering his injured eye after being executed by techno

other than that, he has the scars from the fireworks and thats pretty much all i can think of (smh i got kin assigned c!tubbbo by a uquiz once and then proceeded to make as many ludicrous headcanons as i could)

ranboo:

i’ve got less than nothing when it comes to what his other half could be so i just bank in on making him a Creacher

mans proportions are out of wack. he is too tall, but also at the same time lopsided in a sort of way, like two pieces of different cloth sewn badly together

he also just has spikes along his back; normally they lay down somewhat flush but raise themselves when the boo is angry or in the enderwalk (i think i based this off his one spikey bones bit? from slimecicle’s dsmp stream but i don’t remember it too well, it could have honestly been a figment of my imagination)

going off of that, he becomes visibly more enderman when he’s angry/ upset (elimination of the dubiously canon 2ft slouch, back spikey, voice starts to hiss and pop and crackle, think of a campfire + enderman noises)

other than that, since he’s so tall and has two different canon heights, his suit is a horrible amalgamation of patches, stitches, repaired seams, and uneven extensions (he always keeps an allium in his suit pocket as well :])

tommy:

i have no idea where the idea of tommy being a lab experiment came from or how i heard of it but i loved it and decided to run with it, as i do with any design that fits my fancy

this has led to me envisioning him as a terrible little racoon/chicken/cow/human hybrid with all the horribleness that surely comes with this combination

as far as features go, he’s got more of less of a regular kid’s body ignoring smallish chicken-like wings, horns, and racoon ears and tail

he can’t fly, but the boy sure can Scamper and Will disappear With your valuables if you are not keeping an eye on him constantly

him and henry are were cow buddies *sobs*

has the innate desire to smudge dirt on his face to mimic racoon markings, some think it’s gross, others find it endearing

i’d like to think he kept the blood stains/maybe injuries from his death as a side effect of being revived, simply for the undead aesthetic (+ white streak in his hair, of course)

in conclusion, my bench trio designs are completely ludicrous and pretty much solely self-indulgent, but i’d like to think they’re a little cool, and, ultimately, i love my little abominations of nature <3 

[transgirl-link]

Listen to Afterglow by Flying Racoon Suit. This is not a request this is a command

[vxlkyrieee]

first blood

Endgame!Steve Rogers x Nurse!reader

Word count: 3352

*set during the latter part of endgame (some mentions of infinity war)*

Who would have ever thought that Captain America would need saving?

He appeared the picture of flawlessness. With a tall muscular build, pretty white teeth and a daunting stare, it was so easy to categorise Captain America as completely perfect and invulnerable.

Surely, living with a reputation like that would be exhausting. As someone that was expected to do no wrong all of the time, Steve was constantly on edge. He only ever disregarded his prestige if his moral compass took the unconventional route; he'd done that so many times, especially for Bucky. It usually cost him more than he would've liked.

But he's in too deep this time, and he can't pay for his salvation. Only you could do that for him. And it would cost you all your innocence.

You were never supposed to be a part of this shit. Steve mentally cursed himself, and he may or may not have mumbled a "fuck" when he first realised Thanos was attacking the compound, because you were still here with them. Why didn't you just go home when Steve insisted you'd worked enough hours?

You were his best girl, sweet and oh so gentle. Of course, you always held your own with more than enough handfuls of grit, but Steve believed you would never hurt a damn fly, and now you're all caught up in his mess.

The rubble seemed to deliquesce around your limbs as you try to recover from Thanos' artillery attack. Bruce, Rocket and Rhody, who were stuck with you, point out the arrival of water. It cascades down, sloshing into the confined space, and you couldn't help but start to sob. With every movement, the wreckage would attempt to submerge your body, leaving you struggling to keep your head above the surface. Rhody held your hand with cold, armoured fingers and Rocket clung to your arm for dear life. Here you were, just a mere woman among heroes.

Yet, that didn't matter right now.

Because Rocket was crying with you, The Hulk was struggling to hold up remnants of thick concrete, and War Machine couldn't move right without a full functioning suit. Just as the last flicker of hope was dimming, Ant-man squeezed his tiny body through the splits of rock and rubble, and added more sparks to your optimism. Still panting, Scott gives the three of you a hand and pulls you out.

"C'mon, guys! I'm pretty sure the whole band's back together now."

Making your way out into the open, you watch as the two adversarial sides yell their battle cries, and merge into a disorderly fight. A war, if you will. Leading the chaos was Steve, who now had everything to lose. The love of your life was throwing himself at a fucking Titan and his army, and all you were doing was spectating.

What the hell were you supposed to do? Wait on the sidelines until someone screamed "medic"?

It was as if that thought had climbed out from your skull and materialised before your eyes, when Steve took a particularly heavy blow. His shield was cracked, and if the vibranium was so easily broken, then what of Steve's bones?

As soon as he staggered to the ground, the cracks and fissures in your confidence began to make themselves known. Slowly, they paved paths along your heart, because what if Steve doesn't make it? What if he can't get back up? What if he's already dying?

Your sight becomes tunnel-visioned and you run towards Steve: the light at the end of the tunnel, as both earth and sky become one ash-ridden thing.

He saw your figure amongst the other Avengers, and they all fought tooth-and-nail around you, making sure you made it to Steve without an extra scratch.

"No! No, you've gotta get outta here now, Darlin'! Go!"

You hadn't moved from his side, and this was the only moment Steve ever wished you weren't so stubborn.

You stare at him, his face mottled with blood and freckles. At this point, Steve had trouble blinking without dirt invading his eyes. Instead of obeying his demand, or answering him, you ignore him completely. There were still many other Chitauri, that much you were sure of.

What you weren't sure of, was if Steve could make it to the end of this fight alive with the injuries he had, even when he could wield Mjolnir. His forearm had been torn open, the muscles just hanging onto their ligaments and bone. Steve being Steve, merely tightened the strap of his shield around the forearm, hoping that that would keep it in place. Another deep wound was opened on his thigh, blood soaking through the thick fabric of his uniform, forming a dark stain. He could feel the pain, like electric shocks, tingle down from his leg to his feet.

The same feet that you had once taught to dance.

The last five years haven't been easy. The first year was especially bad. There were days where you and Steve didn't get out of bed, hoping that your heads would stop spinning if you buried them under pillows for long enough.

This would count two times where Steve survived, and his best friend didn't. What made him so worthy of living?

Everyone would all tell him, the thoughts will pass. It's all in your head. But that was the problem. His head was so full with what he could've done, weighted and heavy like a dumpling, bursting and pounding with tears that never seemed to stop.

Steve could be all cloak-and-dagger sometimes. He was a marvellous arrangement of welded armour plates and kevlar, hiding behind a facade. But if you said the right words, touched him gingerly, held his gaze long enough, he'd dismantle and out would escape his affliction. Defences would crumble as he'd break down in your arms, and you in his. Castles and kingdoms collapsing together.

Even on the good days, Steve's blood flowed differently in his veins. His limbs were almost always exhausted, tired of waiting for some sort of breakthrough, holding on white-knuckled to a weakening hope that threatened to dissipate out of existence. Just like his friends.

But on the good days, the flurry of guilt and dust and Bucky and Sam, would shrink a little, even if by the tiniest fraction, to make enough room for something new. Those days meant slow dancing barefoot in the compound, cable-knit sweaters, ice cream flavoured kisses, filtered sun rays through windows, and tender bear hugs.

Those were the days where you had managed to get Steve's smile to reach his eyes: piercing blue, watery with laughter and flecked with tiny mellow greens. Eyes that glued themselves to your feet as he held your frame, swaying to the beat of soft jazz in the background.

On those days, he'd say "good morning." He'd have one hand in his pocket, and the other one wrapped around a steaming mug of coffee. His eyes adorned with dark circles, almost a purple tinge to the skin, but smiley nonetheless.

On those days, he'd buy you a double-scoop cone when you passed an ice cream truck in Central Park, even when it was so cold, your breath would become mist in the air. He'd even try leading the dances you'd have in the afternoon sun, waltzing a little faster so you'd follow in kind, giggling as you did so.

And he'd stumble sometimes, but never once did he give up.

It reminded you of the Avengers' early days, when Steve had planned on courting you. When you were still somewhat an unfamiliar face, only appearing sometimes by Dr. Cho's side. But Steve had his eye on you. Determined to confidently allure you, despite how many times he stumbled over his words in your presence. Instead, he had slipped, fallen really, into a romance he couldn't ever recover from. It was like having his feet swept from under him in a panicked rush, only to land face first into your welcoming arms. It was scary, but he loved it.

And the closer you got to Steve, the closer you got to the rest of the Avengers. Even after the snap. You tried to distance yourself from them at first, as to maintain a professional relationship, but they had a pretty strong magnetic field. Especially the girls. It was like gradually being pulled by gravity into the orbit of a planet you hadn't known existed. It was only then you realised that the Avengers were people too. Human. Well, most of them anyway.

You'd found sisters in Natasha and Wanda who were lost much too soon, and unexpectedly strong bonds with both Nebula and Rocket. There were times before all of this time travel, that you and Nat missed Wanda so much, you cooked all her favourite Sokovian dishes together, from chicken Paprikash, to stuffed Sarmale. It was in her honour you supposed. May as well mourn with good food, right?

On one particular day, you'd made Smazeny Syr, and Nat absolutely insisted the two of you eat it in the unconventional way Wanda loved: with blueberry jam. The smell of frying cheese had lured Rocket and Nebula into the kitchen and you took both their hands, hurriedly dragging them towards the stove.

"It's fried cheese. But, you guys have to try it how Wanda used to eat it. Otherwise you get none," you said with a giggle. Nat cut a piece, stabbing it with a fork before adding a generous dollop of jam.

"Ugh, no thanks I'm out," Rocket sneered.

"Your loss."

Natasha lifted the fork, and Nebula accepted it, albeit with a grimace painted on her face. As she chewed, her expression gradually changed from disgust, to surprise, and finally, delight. She nods her head, humming as she swallows.

"See."

Rocket waved off Nat's 'I-told-you-so's, shaking his head in a disapproving manner.

"Some freakshow you guys are."

You gave him a pointed look, raising an eyebrow and crossing your arms for emphasis. His demeanour faltered under your stare a bit, and he clumsily tried to save himself by favouring you. "'Cept you, (y/n). I kinda like how ya scratch behind my ears."

The room erupted into laughter and muffled complaints from Rocket. "Okay, that's enough outta you, racoon," Nat smiled smugly.

That signature Black Widow smirk. The one that either meant she was amused, or she was gonna kick your ass. You miss that smirk. And your memories of her were smothered with it, mocking you, the memories themselves unraveling into demons of sorrow.

Because now your heart has been broken once again. Your sisters are gone and they'd left you behind. And you will mourn of course, go through the motions of unbearable pain, until eventually it becomes tolerable enough to go back to routine.

But Steve was different. Steve was riddled with more guilt than was possible to endure. And now he could bleed out right in front of you if you didn't do something. But amongst a cold-blooded war, you'd have to avoid being killed too.

You had no weapon on you, and Nebula appeared to be the only one who noticed. So she tossed you a dagger, one that was idly sheathed on her leg anyway. A Chitauri warrior ran straight for you, and Steve was already rendered helpless laying in the dirt. You did the first thing that came to mind. You plunged the dagger right into the warrior's abdomen with a grunt, then ripped it back out, effectively killing the alien without leaving Steve's side.

Steve wished he could have done something. He wished you didn't have to do that. Because although the Chitauri wasn't human, you had just taken the life of a living being, in order to save his. You killed for him, with no reluctance whatsoever.

That was an action that would never be reversed. It was an action that came along with a side dish of guilt that would always make a home in the depths of a person's mind. Steve knew this all too well, coming back from a world war, and having to experience killing other opponents on many occasions. But that was something he wanted to isolate you from. He was the soldier, and you were the nurse. That's how it was always meant to stay, so he could suffer the mental trauma for you. So you'd stay safe from the horrors of having blood on one's hands.

Unlike your usual nature, you end up killing many more Chitauri while trying to clean the site of Steve's wounds.

All you could see was red. The anger and anxiety was so potent, it pressed heavily on your chest, rendering a physical ache in your ribs. Thanos had ruined a lot of things for you. And right now you'd kill as many of his sons of bitches that would dare come near you and the love of your life.

As you apply pressure on Steve's leg, a wave of 5 years worth of longing crashes into you with the force of a meteor shower, when scarlet coloured sorcery crosses your vision. Soon you're up, leaping, flying into Wanda Maximoff's arms. A bone crushing hug steadies the way you tremble against her, and before you know it, her hair is wet with your tears. Of course, time had passed differently for Wanda, but her eyes were apologetic as she caressed your cheek for a second, and you knew she understood how much her absence hurt you.

"C'mon, Princezna. I'll help you with Steve."

Wanda assists you in her progress, stitching Steve's wounds quickly and messily with magic and thread.

Steve notices how his head feels detached to his own body, all his thoughts flooding and melding into one giant entanglement, making it impossible to take a proper look at who was tending to his injuries. Shit, he couldn't even lift his head, weighted by the beginnings of dizziness.

"Is that you, (y/n)?"

"It's me, Baby, it's me. I'm gonna fix you." Fix him. Haven't you already tried countless times? You had thought you could smooth over his creases with love and affection, with time and effort. That was before you realised, no one can fix anyone.

However, Steve knew your efforts weren't wasted. You could never fix him or make him forget about the damage done to him over time. But you always helped him adapt. You helped him carry his burdens. You'd given him space and time to open up his baggage, then even unpacked some of it with him. You had done so much more than fix him.

You made him a new person. Different, sure. But still yours.

Once you had Steve in a stable condition, your adrenaline begins to wear off, and all the noise that previously pierced through the air, had suddenly dissipated. You weren't sure how the battle ended, but

you begin to realise exactly what you had done.

It felt good. As much as you hated to admit it, the bite of sharpened metal into wicked alien flesh was exactly what you needed. Or maybe you needed a minute away from everything. Weren't you supposed to feel apologetic? You were a nurse, for goodness' sake. Your purpose was the exact opposite of what you'd just done. Regardless, you knew Steve would be right there to comfort and console you if need be.

But right now, he needed you.

Bucky makes an appearance amongst the other avengers, and he comes forward, taking Wanda's place beside you. He helps Steve lay down on a stretcher, and into a helicopter sent by who knows who. All you know is, it isn't Thanos, and that's enough consolation for you.

Steve slips from consciousness while in the air, and you catch up with Bucky. He tells you you look different. You tell him you like his hair half-up, half-down.

You all end up inside the home of Tony and Pepper, and it becomes a sort of refuge. A place where everyone can wind down after the chaos and just be. Bucky carries Steve into one of the spare bedrooms, and you properly attend to his wounds. You start by unclipping and disregarding his helmet, before passing your fingers through his flattened hair. Bucky takes it from you, putting it by the window sill.

The bottom half of his face was painted with ash, which despite his predicament, makes you bite your lip to keep from giggling. He smirks at you, and you smile back warmly, wiping his face with a washcloth and a bucket of warm water, careful not to disturb his blooming bruises. You examine them softly. Your fingertips tickle against Steve's chin, but he doesn't complain. You hand him the bucket and he spits in it, ridding most of the blood in his mouth.

Whilst the bucket became more and more clouded with the backwash of the battle, Steve looked more and more like himself. You were so tangled up in Steve, you almost forgot Bucky was there until you hear the sound of his voice. His tone seemed to be sweetened by the sight of how his two friends have grown so much closer than when he left them.

"I'll give you lovebirds some space."

Before he turns to leave, (and supposedly find Sam) Steve clasps his hand on Bucky's arm. "It's good to have you back, Buck. We missed you."

Bucky gives you both a warm grin, nods, then leaves the room, closing the door behind him.

You take off Steve's uniform with languid movements, and he releases a sigh of relief. He was still sore, and unbelievably lethargic, but being this close to you made his brain all fuzzy, blocking out physical pain, to just feel you. He leans forward, resting the weight of his bare shoulder on you as he kisses you softly. The kiss was full of a strong ardour that seeped right into your bones, yet fragile enough, so that both your insecurities shone through. You'd have to rebuild much of yourselves later on, especially after today. Brick by broken brick, you'll both assemble your castles again. But for now, the kiss was enough to put a band-aid over everything.

"Love you, darlin'"

His voice spirals down your ear canals like melted chocolate, almost making you forget your own name. It made you drunk and alert at the same time, a familiar buzz running through your body. And when you smiled down at him, as sweet and soft as whipped cream, you didn't have to return the phrase. He knew. Steve had always been sentimental in that way, even when he wasn't there beside you. Like the months he spent AWOL as a fugitive after the whole Winter Soldier incident in Washington. He'd send you cuttings of your favourite flowers in an envelope, every now and then. No address, no name, no sender, but you knew it was him. You knew they meant 'I love you, be safe, I'll be back when I sort everything out.'

You pull away slowly from his lips, giggling, eliciting Steve to chuckle too. Such a sound was too rare nowadays, and you savoured it, locking the sound in your head to replay over and over later on.

"Okay, Cap. No more distractions, I gotta get you all clean and patched up."

"Only if you kiss me like a war just ended," he bargains.

"Alright, baby. But no frisky business. I'm exhausted."

Steve winks, adding a flirty little salute on the end "Yes, ma'am."

You'd left the curtain half open, hanging the fabric over the top of the window frame like a limp puppy ear. That way, the sunlight came through the window pane in mellow slices, coating your skin in a warm blanket of light while you indulge in Steve's kisses again.

He tasted like salt and cinders, but among that, after five long years, he finally tasted like Steve again. He was starting to heal. And it had cost him the mantle of Captain America, but planning to place it in Sam's care, it was a price he was willing to pay.

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Other Release of the Day: FLYING RACCOON SUIT (self-released) Second time today I’ve listened to a new release from a band I’ve never heard of before and have had the pleasure of being floored by it. Flying Racoon Suit are mostly a melodic punk/ska band, with the emphasis in that order, and with more than a few horn driven breakdowns, sing-alongs, and all of the fun stuff that make people sweaty and lose their minds at shows. How on earth is this self-released on not on a label like Asian Man? Jessica Jeansonne’s tuneful vocals have plenty of power and drummer Derek Kerley is a standout. Just when you think you haven’t noticed the bass in a while, a song slows down and it’s the only think you can focus on. “Afterglow” balls up into a unique 40 minute romp and I.Am.Sold.

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TSB MIV Week 25 Roundup!

ONLY 6 MORE DAYS TO GO!  Time to scramble!  Finish up those last squares! 

Title: fireworks Collaborator: Becca Card Number: 4029 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K1 - Image: Working on Bucky’s Arm Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Moodboard Summary: in which bucky subtly asks tony out on a date Word Count: N/A

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Title: Knitting Collaborator: Sagana Rojana Olt Card Number: 4046 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: S4 - Fabrication Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Knitting, extreme amounts of fluff thanks to Alpine ;) Summary: When Tony and Bucky moved in together, the most appreciative of Tony’s knitting habit was actually Alpine. Word Count: N/A

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Title: Love at first glance Collaborator: Sagana Rojana Olt Card Number: 4046 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: A3 - Free Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Love at first sight, Modern AU Summary: Inspired by this poem:I will look at youacrossany roomand thinkyou are the most beautiful person I'veever seenfor aslong as Ibreathe.a.r.asher Word Count: N/A

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Title: Cat Adoption Collaborator: Sagana Rojana Olt Card Number: 4046 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: S2 - Adopting a Pet Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Alpine, feral cat adoption Summary: Even though Alpine have been adopted a year ago, sometimes she still liked to draw blood. Word Count: N/A

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Title: Tech Support Collaborator: newnewyorker93 Card Number: 4042 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K4 - Image: So Smart Ship: Tony & Clint Rating: Gen Major Tags: Cross-stitch Summary: Cross-stitch of Tony and Clint from a scene in the Fraction/Aja Hawkeye comics. Word Count: N/A

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Title: You’re My Best Friend Collaborator: camichats Card Number: 4049 Link: AO3 Square Filled: R1 - First Time Ship: M’Baku/Tony Stark Rating: Teen Major Tags: none Summary: M'Baku wants his first architect job to go well. As the one who commissioned the building design, his boyfriend Tony thinks he should relax a little.   Word Count: 570

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Title: The Chametz Removal Squad Collaborator: newnewyorker93 Card Number: 4042 Link: AO3 Square Filled: K2 - Humour Ship: Tony & Pepper & Morgan, Pepperony Rating: Gen Major Tags: fluff & humor, Passover, Jewish Stark family Summary: The Stark family prepares for Passover. Word Count: 1053

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Title: Tangled AU Collaborator: Sagana Rojana Olt Card Number: 4046 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: T2 - Improvised Weapons Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: cast iron pans are dangerous Summary: what it says on the tin - Poor Bucky gets conned into taking Tony to see the lanterns at the Capitol, where Bucky coincidentally is also wanted. Word Count: N/A

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Title: Prosthetic Arms and Impossible Things - Chapter 1: Spring Collaborator: rebelmeg Card Number: 4034 Link: AO3 Square Filled: K4 - Disability Fic Ship: Tony & Bucky & Sam Rating: Gen Major Tags: disability, recovery, friendship, supportive friends Summary: Sam and Bucky return from a trip to Wakanda with something for Tony. Word Count: 580

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Title: Equal Footing Collaborator: PoliZ Card Number: 4007 Link: AO3 Square Filled: R2 - Backrubs/Massages Ship: Pepperony Rating: Gen Major Tags: Iron Man 2 - Canon Divergence, POV Pepper Potts, flirty!Tony, Summary: Tony keeps offering to rub Pepper's feet and she keeps saying no - until she doesn't. Word Count: 879

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Title: P is for Pepper Collaborator: newnewyorker93 Card Number: 4042 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: T3 - Bedtime Stories Ship: None Rating: Gen Major Tags: Cross-stitch Summary: Cross-stitch of Pepper in the Rescue armor, styled like a page in a children’s alphabet book. Word Count: N/A

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Title: Part of the Family  Collaborator: Gavilan Card Number: 4092 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: R2 - Forcibly Adopted Ship: IronHusbands Rating: Gen Major Tags: Thanksgiving, food, images of food, moodboard  Summary: Rhodey had told Tony he didn’t need to be nervous about coming with him for Thanksgiving. Sure enough, Mama Rhodes took one look at him and adopted him permanently. Word Count: N/A

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Title: Grand Prix de Monaco Historique Collaborator: Gottalovev Card Number: 4077 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: R4 - Image: Driver’s Suit Ship: Suggested Pepperony Rating: Gen Major Tags: None Summary: The trip to Monaco wasn't supposed to turn out like this. Word Count: N/A

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Title: No Minions Allowed Collaborator: 27dragons Card Number: 4027 Link: AO3 Square Filled: T3 - Canon: Avengers Academy Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: Established Relationship, injury, self-esteem issues Summary: Tony is determined to hide his injuries, but why? Word Count: 679

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Title: First Kiss Collaborator: Sagana Rojana Olt Card Number: 4046 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: T5 - Journalist Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: kiss in the rain Summary: Fanart for @anthonyed's story Word Count: N/A

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Title: My Love is Vengeance Collaborator: PoliZ Card Number: 4007 Link: AO3 Square Filled: K1 - WinterIron Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: canon divergence, Winter Soldier POV, double agent, young!Tony. Summary: As he regains consciousness, a good chunk of Bucky’s memories return as well. Unfortunately, he and Tony are now prisoners and mostly likely on their way to Hydra’s headquarters. Word Count: 1211

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Title: Worth of an arm Collaborator: Sogana Rojana Olt Card Number: 4046 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: A5 - Missing You Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Canonical Character Death, Fix-It Summary: So I was playing with an idea of EG!Bucky going back in time to make amends with Tony and save his life and then @rise have thrown this prompt into the WinterIron server, and I have decided to run with it.No one knows that Rocket got awfully attached to that weird human, you know, the one that was worth talking to? Tony something? No one except Bucky anyway, who knows exactly what that looks likeSo when Bucky decides that he isn't going to let Tony Stark stay dead, it's the weird space racoon that he goes to for help. He'll be down an arm if they succeed-the racoon knows how to negotiate-but that's just the cost of doing business. Word Count: N/A

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Title: Would Robot Eyes Rust If They Cried - Chapter 5 Collaborator: Jacaranda Card Number: 4064 Link: AO3 Square Filled: Adopted - Polyamory/Open Relationship Ship: Stuckony Rating: E Major Tags: Established Relationship, Sexual Content, Angst, Robot Bodies Summary: Steve tries again with Tony. It doesn't go a whole lot better. Word Count: 2513

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Title: Shock of Waking Up Collaborator: periwinklepromise Card Number: 4053 Link: AO3 Square Filled: T4 - Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch Ship: Pietro Maximoff & Wanda Maximoff Rating: Teen Major Tags: None Summary: Steve froze, staring down at the young woman curled up in the crate. This day had gone from bad to worse, and he wanted just one moment to ponder on that. And then she woke up and started screaming. Word Count: 661

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Title: Creepy, Wiggly, Icky, Gross Collaborator: rebelmeg Card Number: 4034 Link: AO3 Square Filled: T4 - Tentacles Ship: Tony & the Jarvises, Tony & Rhodey, Tony & Happy, Pepperony + Morgan Rating: Teen Major Tags: tentacles, crack and humor, tiny teaspoon of angst, brief mention of porn Summary: The five times Tony hated tentacles plus the one time he still hated tentacles (and you can't change his mind). Word Count: 2820

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Title: Always In My Mind Collaborator: Nicnac Card Number: 4048 Link: AO3 Square Filled: R3 - Music Ship: Tony Stark x F!Reader  Rating: Mature Major Tags: Suggestive Themes, Dancing, Feelings, Kissing, Touching, Music, Early Mornings, Lazy Mornings, Morning After, Developing Relationship Summary: Tony goes to the reader’s apartment and they decided not to go for a drive and stay at home and have a little fun instead. Word Count: 2099

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Title: Keep Us Flying Collaborator: camichats Card Number: 4049 Link: AO3 Square Filled: S3 - AU: Cyberpunk Ship: IronWidow Rating: Teen Major Tags: None Summary: Cap changes their flight plans, and it's up to Natasha to tell Tony-- Steve always makes her do it because he thinks them being married makes it easier.  Word Count: 359

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Title: Experiment Collaborator: camichats Card Number: 4049 Link: AO3 Square Filled: A3 - Free Space Ship: T’Challa/Tony Rating: Teen Major Tags: None Summary: Normally, T'challa would impress the cute guy in his class by being smart, but he didn't know what had gone wrong with their experiment. The fact that Tony had already loudly proclaimed to the professor that he didn't like group projects didn't help.  Word Count: 1692

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Title: Basic Principles Collaborator: camichats Card Number: 4049 Link: AO3 Square Filled: R2 - Jealousy Ship: Johnny Storm/Tony Stark Rating: Teen Major Tags: None Summary: Johnny loves love. Hell, he's made a career out of helping other people find love, and he has no regrets. Then he meets Tony, who's absolutely perfect, but the problem is that Johnny doesn't like men. He's trying to help Clint get the woman of his dreams, so he doesn't have time to worry about whether or not he's as straight as he thought. (Hitch AU) Word Count: 6740

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Title: Dream Sharing Rec List Collaborator: SierraNovembr Card Number: 4033 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K1 - Dream Sharing Ship: WinterIron, Stony Rating: N/A Major Tags: N/A Summary: A rec list of my top five favorite Dream Sharing fics. Word Count: N/A

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Title: Honeymoon Collaborator: Sagana Rojana Olt Card Number: 4046 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K3 - Marriage Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Honeymoon Summary: Even after 30 years of marriage, both look fondly of their honeymoon pictures. Word Count: N/A

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Title: Early mornings Collaborator: Sagana Rojana Olt Card Number: 4046 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: S5 - Art Format: Neutral Colours Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Early morning, sleepy Tony and Bucky Summary: Neither Tony or Bucky were morning people. Tony never woke up before the 3rd cup of coffee and Bucky liked to cuddle. Word Count: N/A

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Title: Throes of Heat Collaborator: Sagana Rojana Olt Card Number: 4046 Link: AO3 Square Filled: R4 - Kink: Pornstar/Rentboy/Sexworker Ship: WinterIron Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Oral sex, Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, Alpha Bucky, Omega Tony, Summary: While Tony had enjoyed the company of several Alpha heatworkers, Heatworker Bucky was exceptional even among them. Word Count: N/A

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Title: PoliZ’s Stuffed Marvels - Peter Quill/Starlord Collaborator: PoliZ Card Number: 4007 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: R3 - Peter Quill/Starlord Ship: N/A Rating: Gen Major Tags: fanart, character sketch, Stuffed Marvels, Summary: Stuffed Marvels sketch of Peter Quill/Starlord - outfit based on the first film. Word Count: N/A

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Title: Returned to the Fold Collaborator: 27dragons Card Number: 4027 Link: AO3 Square Filled: A4 - AU: Angels/Demons Ship: None Rating: Gen Major Tags: Alternate Universe: Angels & Demons Summary: God had made it perfectly clear that any demon who wanted to return to the fold would be made welcome. All they had to do was ask for forgiveness. So it wasn’t that the Fallen weren’t able to return. It was just that none ever had. Word Count: 561

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Title: Skips a Beat Collaborator: periwinklepromise Card Number: 4053  Link: AO3 Square Filled: S2 - Missing Scene Ship: IronWidow Rating: teen Major Tags: None Summary: After the disastrous party, Natalie was the only one still there. Word Count: 374

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Title: Matchmaker Bots Collaborator: Sagana Rojana Olt Card Number: 4046 Link: AO3 Square Filled: R5 - Matchmaker Bots Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: Winter Soldier themed dildo Summary: Dum-E tries to matchmake. After some embarrassing and awkward explanations he succeeds. Word Count: 100