THEME BY RACHEL [DUCKPONDS]


avacyn-guardian-angel: grif/simmons "This isn't exactly what I had in mind."

i got two different pairings for this prompt but yours was first so iiiiidk if i’ll do the other one we’ll see

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"You know, when I said date night, this isn’t exactly what I had in mind," Simmons snaps, and kicks Grif’s feet further down the couch. "You’re hogging everything and there’s—" He wheezes as Grif’s elbow (his own old elbow, incidentally) lands squarely in his solar plexus. "—there’s food everywhere. If you get peanut butter in my gears, I swear to fucking god, Grif—”

"You’ll what?" Grif says, bored, voice muffled where his head is pressed into Simmons’ stomach. He’s seen this movie so many goddamn times that he knows it by heart. "Tell Sarge on me?"

"I’ll sell your Oreos to Caboose. You know I’ll do it."

Grif looks up at him, stricken, and props himself up.

"You wouldn’t."

"I would. Watch me.”

"…Nah." Grif pauses in sinking back down to drop a very peanut-buttery kiss on Simmons’ nose.

"I hate you."

"You love me."

"Fuck you."

"Aw, Simmons, you’re making me blush."

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Posted Vor 1 Monat on 18 Juni 2014


from e: pactrek Kirk + Spock, “come on” (too tired to fight mobile tumblr)

"Come on," Jim wheedles, "just one drop. It’s just a simulator."

"Dr. Kirk, you are well aware that I have no interest in running the simulator program." The computer will finish cycling through his latest algorithm in approximately two point seven minutes. Spock hopes that Jim will give up — or, at least, be distracted — at that point.

"What, you don’t think you can beat my score?" Spock looks over at him, where he’s sitting on top of his desk, tossing an apple in his hand. "Come on."

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Posted Vor 1 Monat on 18 Juni 2014


lieutenantkatiejensenofficial: "That's a good look for you" - maine/wash ovo

 oh mg y d o this is literally a ca non line yo U LITTLE  SNOT im making this into au stuff instead u dont control me

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Maine pulls off his helmet and yawns, scratching at his scalp, and pushes hair off of his forehead. It’s still weird to see him with hair, but. Well. Wash supposes he’s got a reason to cover the ink on his head.

"That’s a good look for you," Wash says without thinking, and Maine narrows his eyes. Foot. Mouth. Now.

Maine runs a hand through his hair again, making it stand on end, and lifts an eyebrow at Wash.

"I’m just saying, you look good with hair." Maine blinks slowly at him. "Your hair looks good. Not that it didn’t before. Or… lack thereof." Maine starts looking like he’s trying to hold back a laugh so Wash butts him with his rifle. "You know what I mean."

The old shit-eating grin is slowly spreading across Maine’s face and really, honestly, it’s a fucking wonder Maine and York didn’t get along better, because both of them shared a favorite hobby of making Wash regret opening his mouth.

"Fuck off."

But he doesn’t actually hate it, he thinks, especially when Maine’s laugh sounds almost the way it used to.

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Posted Vor 1 Monat on 18 Juni 2014


Anonym: "Stop trying to cheer me up!" Newt/Hermann Please? c:

By the fifth cup of tea left on his desk, Hermann is pretty sure he’s caught on to what Newt is doing. Attempting to do.

"Stop trying to cheer me up," he finally snaps as Newt is slinking away. "My paper got rejected by the committee. It’s not the end of the world."

He watches Newt’s face progress through a range of astonishingly transparent emotions — indignation, annoyance, frustration, sheepishness, stubbornness — and then he finally opens his mouth, closes it, and crosses his arms.

"Well, sorry for trying to make you feel better,” Newt grumbles. “That stuff leaves ego bruises.”

Hermann thins his lips.

"Yes, well, tea isn’t exactly the best salve."

"It’s the thought,” Newt protests as Hermann turns back to his chalkboard, “it’s the thought that counts.”

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Posted Vor 1 Monat on 18 Juni 2014


spockist: "I think you missed your calling." bucky/steve :)

He walks into the kitchen, still sleepy-eyed, and raises his eyebrows.

Sam gives him a grin around a mouthful of toast and eggs (Sam, ewplease) and Natasha raises her eyebrows over her coffee mug.

"Morning, sleepy," she says.

"What’s this?" Steve asks, and gestures at the — what, five-course breakfast? — spread out on the table. Bucky tosses a plate at him, which he catches without thinking.

"Hey," Sam says, finally having swallowed his food. “That could’ve broken.”

"But it didn’t," Bucky sing-songs, and goes back to whatever is sizzling on the stove.

"Chef Barnes decided he wants to get hired at a five-star restaurant," Nat says, and finishes off her coffee.

"Yeah," Steve says, laughing. "I think you missed your calling, Buck. This looks amazing."

"I know," Bucky says, grinning smugly, and slides a plate of bacon on the table.

(the only problem is that somehow everyone hears about this)

(bucky regrets having to cook for the entirety of avengers tower) (no he doesn’t) (he just says he does) (he loves cooking because it’s quiet time where he can focus on just doing one thing)

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Posted Vor 1 Monat on 17 Juni 2014


massiveanimal: "Can we pretend I didn’t just say that?" - YOU DONT REALLY SHIP IT I KNOW and it doesnt have to be ""pairing"" in the typical sense but steve tony

"Jesus christ."

Steve doesn’t even bother acknowledging the mutters anymore because Tony is 100% in I Am Working, I Talk To Myself, Deal With It mode, but it’s accompanied by a slam this time. He looks up to see Tony waving a cloud of dust out of his face.

"Some of us have dust allergies, you know," Clint calls from where he’s sitting cross-legged on a half-crumbled counter, halfway through a bag of baby carrots and a tub of ranch. 

"And some of us are actually working, you know,” Tony fires back disinterestedly.

And this would be going a lot faster without you snapping don’t touch that every five minutes,” Steve adds.

"You know what?" Tony wipes. "I—" He frowns at Clint. "You’re eating. Why are you— this is my house. This is my poor demolished house. Have some respect.”

Steve rolls his eyes and goes back to carefully inching a collapsed beam out of the way. It’s lodged right under a slab of the ceiling and it’s slow work to try and ease them out without causing the floor to collapse in yet another place. The mansion is a disaster.

In any case—” Tony rounds on Steve again. “—you weren’t there when we found the old box of Captain America pinups. That’s why you don’t touch my stuff.”

Steve stares at him.

"Can we pretend I didn’t just say that?" Steve glances over at Clint, who’s frozen with a carrot halfway to his mouth. "We’re going to pretend I didn’t just say that."

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Posted Vor 1 Monat on 17 Juni 2014


oh!! so i’ve been working on an rvb canon-divergence au and i posted an excerpt a while back just to see how it goes over so

if you’re interested

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Posted Vor 1 Monat on 8 Juni 2014


leibhaftige:

“They got words now,” Steve says, voice muffled, and moves his head to avoid eating any hair. “Lots of ‘em. For what to call it, what you feel about someone.”

Bucky tilts his head back to look up at him, the whites of his eyes shining in the dim light coming in through the window.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“So no more of those nasty ones from back in our day, huh?”

“Those, and more.” Bucky grimaces. Steve sighs back. “It’s… better. But not good enough. Some states, you can marry anyone you want.”

“Yeah?” Bucky traces a pattern on the inside of Steve’s forearm with his flesh hand, fingers cool, and fishes his phone out of his sweats with his other hand.

“Yeah.”

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Posted Vor 2 Monaten on 11 Mai 2014


basiacat:

bucky spending hours at that smithsonian exhibit, staring at everything, watching every single one of the little “newsreel” clips, getting escorted out of the museum because he’s the last one there, sir, you must not have heard our announcements, but we’re open at ten tomorrow

bucky going to the exhibit every single day for a week straight and that one older security guard is so nice to him, telling him in a low, conspiratory whisper one evening that he was there when the captain america costume got stolen by captain america himself, isn’t that just ridiculous? and you’re a dead ringer for sergeant barnes, son, you’d look good in that costume

bucky finally showing up on steve’s doorstep on a rainy evening – it’s a spacious old brownstone, sam up tippy-top, steve on the ground floor, nat in the basement – and he’d had a whole speech prepared and carefully memorized but when he sees steve’s shocked face it all crumbles and he just sort of scrambles to catch his breath, hands clenched tight in his coat pockets, prosthesis whirring, and steve just looks at him for a solid minute then tells him to come in, they’ll throw some couch cushions on the ground, it’ll be like old times, and bucky just breaks

it’s messy and it’s horrible and bucky wakes up screaming almost every night but steve is steady and solid and reassuring like he’s always been, and he asks natasha and bruce to help him find a psychologist after bucky confesses to him, barely whispering, that he thinks he needs some Help

steve being gentle with bucky because god it was hard enough to get thrown into the 21st century but getting tortured, electrocuted, tossed in and out of cryo, practically lobotomized––

steve being so fucking gentle when he helps bucky sort through his memories, starts telling him stories and leaving out details and watching that old grin slide across bucky’s face when he remembers something steve didn’t mention

steve and bucky going back to that smithsonian exhibit together on a slow, snowy wednesday morning when everyone’s at work and at school, taking their time, and there are a couple of moments where bucky starts to shut down but steve touches his shoulder or his back and they move through it together

running into that old security guard as they leave and when bucky winks at him, steve has to hide a grin because that’s absolutely the bucky that he grew up with

sometimes it’s a step forward and sometimes it’s three steps back; bucky is pretty sure the nightmares will be a constant for the rest of his life but that’s okay, because steve is there every time and–– -

well, to the end of the line, right?

hi friends i’ve expanded this post into a ficlet

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Posted Vor 3 Monaten on 14 April 2014


bucky spending hours at that smithsonian exhibit, staring at everything, watching every single one of the little “newsreel” clips, getting escorted out of the museum because he’s the last one there, sir, you must not have heard our announcements, but we’re open at ten tomorrow

bucky going to the exhibit every single day for a week straight and that one older security guard is so nice to him, telling him in a low, conspiratory whisper one evening that he was there when the captain america costume got stolen by captain america himself, isn’t that just ridiculous? and you’re a dead ringer for sergeant barnes, son, you’d look good in that costume

bucky finally showing up on steve’s doorstep on a rainy evening – it’s a spacious old brownstone, sam up tippy-top, steve on the ground floor, nat in the basement – and he’d had a whole speech prepared and carefully memorized but when he sees steve’s shocked face it all crumbles and he just sort of scrambles to catch his breath, hands clenched tight in his coat pockets, prosthesis whirring, and steve just looks at him for a solid minute then tells him to come in, they’ll throw some couch cushions on the ground, it’ll be like old times, and bucky just breaks

it’s messy and it’s horrible and bucky wakes up screaming almost every night but steve is steady and solid and reassuring like he’s always been, and he asks natasha and bruce to help him find a psychologist after bucky confesses to him, barely whispering, that he thinks he needs some Help

steve being gentle with bucky because god it was hard enough to get thrown into the 21st century but getting tortured, electrocuted, tossed in and out of cryo, practically lobotomized––

steve being so fucking gentle when he helps bucky sort through his memories, starts telling him stories and leaving out details and watching that old grin slide across bucky’s face when he remembers something steve didn’t mention

steve and bucky going back to that smithsonian exhibit together on a slow, snowy wednesday morning when everyone’s at work and at school, taking their time, and there are a couple of moments where bucky starts to shut down but steve touches his shoulder or his back and they move through it together

running into that old security guard as they leave and when bucky winks at him, steve has to hide a grin because that’s absolutely the bucky that he grew up with

sometimes it’s a step forward and sometimes it’s three steps back; bucky is pretty sure the nightmares will be a constant for the rest of his life but that’s okay, because steve is there every time and–– -

well, to the end of the line, right?

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Posted Vor 3 Monaten on 10 April 2014