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eurynome827 · 5 years

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Why Buy The Cow?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Your enthusiasm for your favorite comedian leads you on a journey with Bucky.

Word Count: 1,535

Warnings: DEATH BY FLUFF, lots and lots and lots of John Mulaney bits (one instance of bad language). The John Mulaney/Bucky Barnes crossover literally no one asked for, but you’re getting it anyway. This is for @omnomsauruswrites 1.1k writing challenge which posted today, and I laughed out loud when I saw the prompt and the whole story flashed through my head. I’m sorry I posted so damn early, I was possessed by this. I am putting my prompt in the story in bold.

Bucky stood in front of your treadmill and waved. You did your level best to pull out your earbuds and not fall down at the same time.

"What's up, Buck?"

"Do you realize you're laughing?"

You knitted your brow. "I'm sorry?"

"We're running a training session over here and you are interrupting."

"Oh." You stopped the run program and slowed down to a stop before explaining. "I'm really sorry, I didn't even realize I was laughing out loud. I'm listening to John Mulaney, do you know-"

Bucky waved you off. "Just keep it down." He turned back toward Steve and something in his face made him look back at you with one more word. "Please."

"Sure...sorry. SORRY STEVE!" You yelled over in his direction and he acknowledged you with a much friendlier wave. Suddenly feeling very awkward in front of the recruits in the session, you hopped down and headed toward the gym door. "Grump." Putting your earbuds back in, you missed Bucky's annoyed glare back in your direction as you started giggling again.

"I was once on the phone with Blockbuster Video, which is a very old-fashioned sentence. That's like when your Gram would be like 'we'd all go play jacks by the soda fountain!'"

"Was it REALLY that bad?"

Pepper laughed at your incredulous question. "Oh, honey, did you really not research who you were working for? It was ABSOLUTELY that bad. I had one week where I escorted out a different woman every morning."

"TONY!" You couldn't help laughing at his devil-may-care expression. "You have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclair!"

Sam reached toward you for a fistbump. "YES. Love Mulaney,"

Bucky huffed in the corner. "Two peas in a really annoying pod."

"Not my fault you don't have a sense of humor, Barnes!" You tossed him a wink and walked out.

You looked up from your book to see Bucky walking into the kitchen.

"Hey, Buck. Can't sleep?"

He seemed too tired to argue or snark at you. "Was sleeping. Didn't work out for me." He sat opposite you at the table and even managed a small smile. "What about you?"

You smiled back. "I keep telling myself 'one more chapter and then I'll go to bed' but that hasn't worked out for me yet. Want some ice cream?"

He nodded at you. You brought a pint of chocolate peanut butter and two spoons to the table. The two of you ate out of the cartoon in companionable silence until Bucky pointed at your shirt with his spoon.

"I have to ask. What's that mean?"

You looked down at your shirt and stifled a giggle. "Please don't get up and leave, because I'm actually having a nice time with you."

"Why would I leave?"

"It's a John Mulaney bit."

He actually bit his lip to keep from smiling, which you found adorable. "Okay. What does it mean?"

"It's 'What's New Pussycat' listed 21 times with one 'It's Not Unusual'. They're Tom Jones songs. It's from a bit, one of my favorites." You took a gamble. "Do you want to hear it?"

He hesitated. Who knew what was going on in that head of his (his way too handsome head that you spent way too much time thinking about considering how often you argued with him.....). Finally he answered.

"Sure."

Your face almost hurt from smiling so hard and you scrolled through your phone and pulled up The Salt and Pepper Diner. "Get ready to laugh harder than you ever have in your LIFE."

On another sleepless night, Bucky wandered into the media room and found you and Peter munching on popcorn and reciting dialogue back to John Mulaney on the huge screen.

"STREET SMARTS!" You and Peter screamed with glee.

"Let me guess," Bucky droned with a half grin.

"C'mon, Buck, watch with us!" You waved him over to sit next to you. "I promise we'll be quiet."

"We've watched this every night for a month! We know every word!" Peter was practically bouncing next to you.

"Pete, calm down. And no more yelling! Let Bucky listen." You turned to Bucky and offered your bowl. "Popcorn?"

He took a handful and couldn't help smiling back. Gosh, he was so handsome when he smiled at you.

"STREET SMARTS!" Peter screeching broke the spell and you looked away from Bucky's eyes (were they always that blue, good gracious) and hissed.

"PETER!"

"....sorry."

You answered the soft knock at your bedroom door and your heartbeat kicked up a couple of notches. "Hey, Buck! What's up?"

"Hey." He smiled at you and your breath caught in your throat. "Are you busy?"

"Not at all! I was maybe gonna watch something. Wanna watch with me?"

"Yes." He answered quickly and you bit your lip to hold in a nervous giggle.

You closed the door after he walked in and realized quickly that there was nowhere else to sit but on your bed. You tried your goofy best to make this less awkward and hopped up to lean against your headboard. "Make yourself comfortable!" You patted the bed next to you and he followed, albeit a little less bouncy. "Do you want to watch a movie or a tv show?" You already had Netflix started and ready and waited for his answer.

"Actually," he paused and looked down before meeting your eyes with his and you almost choked on your own spit at how PRETTY he was. "Are there any more of those shows with John Mulaney?"

"Well, well, well, Bucky Barnes. Did I make you a fan?" You teased before thinking and then immediately got nervous. What if he got offended?

There was no need to worry. "I guess you wore me down, doll."

You forced yourself to look away before your heart hammered straight out of your chest and started rambling like a lunatic. "Well great, good, yay me! Um, there's two more on Netflix. I'll put on....Comeback Kid. Yes. New In Town is amazing too, I promise, but I like Comeback Kid just a tiny bit better."

He just smiled at you while you started the show and took a deep breath. You relaxed as soon as Petunia appeared.

"All right, Petunia." John looked down at his French bulldog. "Wish me luck out there."

You were able to keep yourself from reciting along until the Petunia bit of the standup arrived and then all bets were off.

"She always gives me this look of like, “Oh, the things I have seen, you cocksucker. You have no idea. The Gestapo threw my printing press into a river. But, go, tell your fucking jokes." You giggled after the line and then turned to apologize to Bucky but his face was right there and you gasped. The expression on his face was unreadable. You didn't know what was going to happen.

Bucky's hand reached out to brush against your cheek. Your eyes drifted closed as he moved closer and then you felt his lips on yours. You kissed him back gently for a moment but then couldn't stop yourself from throwing your arms around his neck and pulling him as close to you as you possibly could.

Somewhere in the background John Mulaney kept talking about convincing Petunia that he was eating dinner at 4 in the afternoon all the way through meeting Bill Clinton when he was ten years old while you and Bucky kissed and kissed and kissed.

"Babe, did you get the pizza?" you shouted from the couch when you heard the front door slam.

"Of course." Bucky entered the living room, put the pizza box on the coffee table and leaned over to kiss you hello. "What are we watching?"

"You pick. Your choices are Kid Gorgeous, New In Town or Comeback Kid."

Bucky actually groaned out loud. "Honey, really?"

"YES. It's our anniversary. How else can we celebrate?" You pouted up at your husband. "John Mulaney brought us together."

Bucky dropped on the couch next to you with a put-upon sigh. "Fine. Comeback Kid."

You kissed his cheek in victory. "Good choice."

By the time crazy Mr. Finch was proclaiming "Too old to be a duckling, quack quack!" you were leaning on Bucky's shoulder in a sleepy haze, full of pizza and wine and love.

"Hey, Buck."

"Yeah, babe?"

"Tell me, is it possible to love two men at the same time?"

Bucky looked at you like he had chewed glass. You kept a straight face for about thirty seconds before you burst out laughing. Bucky pushed you onto your back on the couch, tickling your tummy while you begged for mercy. When he finally stopped he lowered his face and nudged your nose with his, the affection in the gesture nearly doubling your heartbeat. Then he raised an eyebrow at you before asking, "Why buy the cow?"

You melted. "Because you love her. You really do." You kissed your man, once, twice and then again, before making a promise you meant on your wedding day and every day since.

"You'll never be the old man stumbling around looking for loose milk."

#omnomwritingchallenge #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #john mulaney #sebastian stan

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chaotic-fic-recs · 4 years

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Chapters: 10/10 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lance/Pidge (Voltron), Lance/Pidge | Katie Holt Characters: Lance (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt Additional Tags: Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Explosions, Comic Book Level Violence, Domestic Fluff, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Galra are still the bad guys, Action & Romance, Secret Identity, Kidnapping, Companionable Snark, Collaboration, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Humor, Angst and Humor, Double Life Summary:

Katie will do anything to find her family, that includes becoming a super villain to expose a Galra Corporation that has the city wrapped around its metaphorical finger. When Lance literally falls at her feet, claiming to be friends with Icebound, she jumps at the chance to find the connection between Galra Corp and the sudden appearance of super heroes two years ago, not long after her family went missing...

Neither anticipate a friendship and a blossoming romance.

#plance #vld #teen and up #fic rec

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rueitae · 5 years

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Roommates in Disguise

Read the fic on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/19901668/chapters/47138743

Neither anticipate a friendship and a blossoming romance.

Rated: T

Tags: enemies to friends to lovers, alternate universe - superhero, explosions, comic book level violence, experimentation, human lab rat, domestic fluff, roommates/housemates, Pidge is an anti hero, Galra are still the bad guys, action, secret identities, captured, companionable snark, collaboration

Art by @mybluelionlancylance. Look at it!

https://mybluelionlancylance.tumblr.com/post/186452499757/this-is-art-for-the-plance-mini-bang

Beta-ed by @whyamistillhungry

For @planceminibang

Myself and @fallen-angel-nightshade have worked together to provide ten chapters for your enjoyment! We’ll be posting once a day in alternating POV. I have Lance, she has Pidge. Watch for Nightshade’s chapter two tomorrow!

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Lance wondered if heroes in comic books ever had bad days like this.

Not for the first time that day, or even week, Lance cursed his horrible luck. Dust gathered on his dress shoes as he ran desperately along the upended street. He loosened his tie for easier breathing, disoriented and light headed as he crashed into a mound of concrete that used to be part of the road.

The meeting with his boss hadn’t gone well - he was epically failing his internship, though that was no surprise considering his absences and late assignments. There was no way they’d hire him when he graduated.

If he lived to graduate in the first place.

Well, at least he could try to save some people from today’s villainous rampage.

Pausing for a moment's rest against the wall of concrete and pavement, he closed his eyes to construct peace and quiet as streams of shrieking bystanders raced by in the opposite direction of his travel, towards the center of chaos. There was no opportunity for him to hide and transform into his hero persona. Icebound would be able to traverse this trashed landscape with no problem, but he couldn’t give away his secret identity. His enemies wouldn’t give him any peace.

Enemies he never would have had, had he not been delivering lunch (with ice cream dessert, oh does he remember that ice cream well - all that awful stickiness!) to the Galra Corp building when the lab exploded. So of course he had ice powers.

It wasn’t as easy as comic books made it out to be. Lance extended a wave of sympathy towards Clark Kent - but at least he had convenient telephone booths to work with. Lance liked to see what he would do in the age of cell phones.

A growing chorus of panicked screams rang out in the near distance.

With a deep breath, determination set in. He had to do something, or innocent people would get hurt.

He heaved, pushing himself up and over a piece of raised road, making Lance grateful for all those years of gym class. He rolled over his back before sitting up on his knees, assessing the situation.

A group of students from his university were huddled together, surrounded by strings of green-colored energy that emitted from three black poles embedded in the pavement.

His heart dropped into his throat. They were trapped, and the design and coloring of the contraption told him exactly who was behind it.

A black spire impaled the ground next to him - it may have well struck through his heart with the way it skipped a beat. He screeched as it missed his arm by a hair’s breadth, forcing him to blunder backward. Elbows scraped against the concrete and he hissed in pain, though it was a small price to pay to avoid a head injury.

Dread grew by the tick, perspiration trickling down his temple as he craned his neck upwards. Towering above him, the cause of the destruction sat atop her prized machine in a half-circle cockpit surrounded on all sides by control panels, the tall legs lifting her a full story above ground level.

“Well, what do we have here?” the Green Starling, or Pidge as he’d grown to know her, mused. Lance scooted backward but another leg of her octopod caught a piece of his nice slacks with precision and purpose, pinning him to the spot. “Not really who I was expecting to be running into danger.”

This was not the most ideal way to face one of the city’s most dangerous villains, Lance fretted. He wasn’t in costume, but he had to do whatever he could.

Frostbite formed on his fingertips despite his racing heart. His chilly core begged for release to encase his body and unleash his full power. He had some access to his powers while not in disguise, but not enough to defeat the imposing sight before him. Worse, she’d learn his identity and Lance knew she’d take full advantage of it. Her hacking prowess had landed him in hot water before, mostly in the form of turning machinery against him; she’d find his name and address before he could get home.

He curled in his cold fingers, hiding them on an otherwise warm and sunny day. “Let them go,” he pleaded, “they’re innocent!” He still had his words. She’d listened to him before - well, Icebound anyway - and left civilians alone. Lance was convinced she had a good heart. She just needed a reminder of it from time to time.

Pidge rested her elbows on the machine’s console, chin sagging into her palm. The slightest of amused smiles teased on her lips and Lance swore there was a sparkle in her eye. “You’re playing hero - that’s cute.”

“Someone has to,” he retorted, perhaps a bit too quickly, though his heart pounded and he swallowed hard. “What are you even after?”

Pidge rolled her eyes, squashing his hope she’d listen to him. “I needed Icebound’s surrender yesterday,” she said. “I figured surely he’d come out with a mess like this. So unless you know where he is, I don’t have any use for you.”

Lance gulped. Oh if she only knew.

Though, a sense of pride swelled in his heart that she’d focus on his meddling verses the other two heroes in the city. Not that they were a common sight and Lance begrudged the idea that, despite how irritating Flame-o Brain-o always managed to be, he wouldn’t mind a little help with hero work now and then to catch up with his civilian life.

The attention to him specifically boosted his confidence and a smug grin tugged up the side of his face. Maybe he could use this to his advantage.

“It’s your lucky day then!” Lance said cockily, despite being pinned down by a giant robot. “Why hold a bunch of people hostage, when you can just take Icebound’s best friend?”

Pidge raised a critical eyebrow. “You?” she questioned, pointing a lazy finger in his direction.

“Yes, me,” Lance responded, momentarily annoyed. Why wouldn’t he be a hero’s best friend if he wasn’t already the hero? He was an awesome friend!

But a shallow argument wasn’t going to free the civilians. Lance closed his eyes and took a calming breath. He needed to swallow his pride and make her take this deal. “Take me hostage and let the others go,” he pleaded as sincerely as he could muster. “It’ll be just as effective, and you’ll only have one body to worry about.” He had no idea how he was going to free himself later, but as long as the students were safe, it was a risk worth taking.

After a long moment of considering, Pidge pulled down definitively on a lever. Two thick cables snaked down from either side of the machine. Lance fought his instinct to retaliate as they wrapped under his arms and around his chest, pulling him into the air helplessly. He gripped the coils for some sense of security as he was hoisted to the villain’s eye level.

Without prompting, she released the students. They scattered and scrambled in all directions. Lance breathed a sigh of relief.

“For your own sake, I hope you’re telling the truth,” Pidge said ominously as she turned her vehicle and moved towards the suburbs. “Because if Icebound doesn’t show up for you, I have plenty of use for you in my lab.”

“You actually have a secret lab?” Lance perked up, his voice rising steadily in alarm. The methodical movement of the machine was making his stomach twist about. each step it took jiggled him about in the smooth coils and it felt like he could slip out if he doesn’t hang on with all he had, legs dangling uselessly a story above the ground.

He forced a laugh that didn’t feel entirely humorous, keeping a weather eye on how far away he was from the ground. “I never pegged you for being the ultimate villain stereotype.”

Pidge raised an eyebrow at him.“We only just met and I’ve done nothing but hit the super villain checklist.”

Oh right. He couldn’t mention any of their past meetings in costume. He laughed nervously. “Icebound tells me about you all the time. He says you’re the smartest and most creative bad guy he knows.” Add a wink to the compliment, wiggle the raised eyebrow - be irresistible.

“Flattery won’t save you from my death ray if you’re lying.” Her threat was so monotone that it sent a chill up his spine faster than ever. So much for flirting his way out of this.

Their ride took an extra heavy stomp and he slipped down, scrambling to catch hold of any part of the coils that might offer more grip. His belly button was left exposed, shirt riding up his stomach.

Maybe, if he’s lucky, one of the other two heroes would find him before he’s forced to reveal his identity to Pidge.

Urgh. Getting saved by Flame-dude would suck.

#plance mini bang #plance #pidgance #flirtyrobot #voltron legendary defender #my writing #rueitae #vld fanfic #ahhh this was so much fun!#i can't wait to unveil the rest of the chapters!#i hope you all like the introduction!

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fallen-angel-nightshade · 5 years

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Roommates in Disguise

Ch 2 on AO3

Lance makes a hasty decision that lands him in the clutches of the Green Starling, one of the city’s most notorious supervillains. Thankfully she doesn’t seem to know he’s actually her nemesis, the superhero Icebound. His captivity puts him in contact with Katie, a fellow college student. Concerned she may be targeted again, Lance befriends Katie. He doesn’t expect to end up moving in with her. Katie will do anything to find her family, that includes becoming a supervillain to expose a Galra Corporation that has the city wrapped around its metaphorical finger. When Lance literally falls at her feet, claiming to be friends with Icebound, she jumps at the chance to find the connection between Galra Corp and the sudden appearance of superheroes two years ago, not long after her family went missing… Neither anticipates a friendship and a blossoming romance. Rated: T Tags: enemies to friends to lovers, alternate universe - superhero, explosions, comic book level violence, experimentation, human lab rat, domestic fluff, roommates/housemates, Pidge is an anti hero, Galra are still the bad guys, action, secret identities, captured, companionable snark, collaboration Art by @mybluelionlancylance. Look at it! Beta-ed by @whyamistillhungry For @planceminibang This is my chapter from Pidge’s POV. Watch for @rueitae chapter tomorrow ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Pidge surveyed the damage as her octobot... she really needed to come up with a better name for it… strode across the street. Screams of “Run! It’s the Green Starling!” made her feel even more like the supervillain she was trying to be. Smirking, she took out part of the street in front of a bunch of jerks from her Calc III class. They had always harassed her for being the youngest in the class and doing better than them. Ignoring the screeches, she looked around impatiently. “Where is he?” she muttered beginning to get annoyed, “Stupid Ice Freak.” Icebound was usually here by now and she preferred to deal with him rather than the police. Instead, another guy ran up.

Curious, she cocked her head and sent one of the mechanical arms down. She tried to hide a growing smile at his dramatics. This was far more entertaining than she thought humoring him would be, especially with his claim of being Icebound’s best friend, and his willingness to give himself up as a hostage.

Pidge had to admit she was flattered to find that Icebound talked about her so much, but she kept her face neutral. “Flattery won’t save you from my death ray if you’re lying.” He pouted at her but she quickly tapped a few buttons on her center console and a small microbot ran out of the console, skittered up his shirt sleeve to his neck where it injected a mild tranquilizer. He slapped at it as if it were a mosquito before sagging unconscious as it took effect. ~~~~~ Once back in her lair she tossed him, rather unceremoniously, in a chair.

He came to quicker than she was expecting, which sort of impressive. As he looked around groggily, she busied herself at her workbench keeping a discreet but careful eye on him.

“Okay, wow! You really do have a secret lair. Are you going to run tests on me? Have you run tests on me?”

The amount of horrified concern in his voice was delicious. Deciding to mess with him some more she turned to face him, tapping a modified screwdriver against her cheek. “Oh calm down. I told you I'd only do that if Icebound doesn’t show. Now, what can you tell me about that human popsicle?"

He considered her for a few moments, which again intrigued her. Why was he hesitating so much? Most people would be eager to spill their guts at this point. Then again, most people would be hysterics by now. He was tied tightly to a chair with a menacing looking ray gun pointed at him. Never mind the fact the gun wasn't done, he didn't need to know that. “Well, what do you want to know? I mean, I can tell you some stuff, but there's only so much I know.” She hadn’t been expecting that question. “How did he get his powers?” That had been bothering her for quite a while and it was a good start.

“He... He was in an accident. It was... he's sorta... vague about it. You know, not the sort of thing he likes to get into. What about you?” The strange boy asked, waggling his eyebrows at her, “What made you decide to become a super villain? I mean, does it really pay that well?

She couldn't suppress the little bark of laughter that escaped her. “Oh yeah, it's the best paying job ever!” she snarked at him. “As for why I became a supervillain, that's none of your business.”

“Well, there's only so much I know about Icebound’s personal life, and it's not like I'll tell anyone else your secrets. Besides, I'm interested in what can make such an intelligent girl like you turn to a life of crime.”

She stopped what she was working on and looked around cautiously. “What makes you say that?” He shrugged minutely, the bindings only allowing him to move very little. “I mean it's obvious! You built all this stuff, right? It's not like you can find any of it at the local store. And it doesn't look like you've got a partner. So that makes it all your work.”

She squinted at him for a moment. He was a far more observant than she realized. This could be bad. “Who are you? What's your name? And where is that Popsicle Breath?”

“Take it easy. I'm not trying to cause problems! Just pointing out stuff that seems kind of obvious.” Intriguing, he was trying to placate her and still not fearful. She kept the suspicious expression in place to see what else he would reveal. “I'm nobody special, just a college journalism student. I work on the local paper. It's not as much fun as it sounds, but it's something.” Then his eyes brightened a bit as he smiled, in what she thought was his attempt to be charming. “The names Lance. Lance McClain.” This time she didn't stop the laugh that burst out of her. “What's so funny? I was being really smooth!” “Hahahaha! Yeah right! You're about as smooth as sandpaper. That was the WORST attempt at a ‘smolder’ I’ve ever seen!” He bristled slightly, “Yeah, well, no one can tell what you look like underneath all that crazy get up. I bet you're some sort of hideous… thing. Ugh… never mind.” He looked away, sulking for a few moments, then with a deep sigh he turned back to her, “So... what made you decide to impersonate Doc Ock?” She threw her tools down and whirled on him in aggravation “I did not attempt to imitate him! It's just the safest way to do things. You have the most stability and it’s easier to manipulate things with those arms! It's a great idea! Do I really look like... that?” Lance tried not to flinch, but he was taken aback. “I mean, you go by Green Starling. I sorta thought you'd have some sort of... flight powers? And the suit doesn't help.” “Flight powers, huh?” She considered that statement for a moment, possibilities racing through her mind, then nodded. “That's something I can work with.” Lance looked mortified at the thought. “That... that... that wasn't a suggestion!” he spluttered. She grinned wickedly at him, as she pulled up the goggles of her hood, her eyes crinkling with mirth. “It wasn't? It certainly seems like a wonderful suggestion!” He scowled, “At least you wouldn’t look like a Spider-man ripoff.” This was very interesting. Not many people could handle bantering with her, let alone being this composed under this amount of pressure. It almost bothered her. She glanced at the clock expectantly. Where in the world was Icebound?Pidge noted how he paled and she watched smugly as realization crashed over him. She knew that he was trying to distract her. It was always a good tactic to remind people she knew what was going on. He gulped visibly and started to shake slightly. “Well, how's he supposed to know where I am? I don't have any sort of tracking device on me! And no one knows where your secret lair is.”She frowned, he had a valid point. If he had a tracking device on, Icebound would have been here by now. Overall, Lance seemed like a pretty nice guy. The one time he attempted to insult her, he stopped before it got too far. Or he really was that bad at insults. “How did you meet the Ice Freak?” Lance looked startled, then he scrambled to answer. “Our families are really close. Yeah! We. We grew up together! Ha ha ha ha. He's like a brother to me.” Pidge gauged him for a moment. There was so much in those comments that spoke of lies, but only partial ones, there were major details he was purposely leaving out. “So I take it that means you two spend a lot of time together?” Lance looked markedly more uncomfortable. “Well, you know how college goes? You get busy. Classes, you know? We haven't seen much of each other since school started. We were talking about meeting up later tonight. He was curious about how my job interview was going to go.” Lance looked oddly sad at the idea. “Did you not want to meet up?” “What? No! I mean... it’d be great and all. Not many people care... Ahm. Anyway, he won’t really notice I’m gone since we never cemented the plans.” Pidge squinted again thoughtfully. From how sad he looked and the obvious way he was fighting back tears, there weren’t a lot of people that cared. On one hand, it made him the perfect hostage. It was late Thursday and not many teachers bothered with Friday classes. The only possible people who would miss him would be the newspaper staff, but she knew how they were. Disorganized was too kind of a word. On the other hand, a small part of her hurt to see him this miserable. He had raised some valid points about that dumb Ice Cube not knowing where he was. He had kept up with her in conversation, which was no small feat. The way he was so calm, the connection to Icebound, his loneliness, his selflessness. He was a fascinating riddle to her. An idea slowly formed. How could she pull this off? Pidge stretched and grunted loudly, “That reminds me, I need to eat. If you’re lucky, I’ll bring you something. But it depends on how well you behave.” Instead of the quirky reply she was expecting, he merely murmured, “Yeah. Okay.” This was not going to work. She needed to get closer to him, so she could find out more about Icebound. She sauntered over to the chair, pretending to check how tight the knots were. She realized he hadn’t even tried to escape. Another interesting tidbit. The only indication her knots were holding was when he shrugged earlier, but when he did, they had worked themselves slightly loose. Good enough. Now it was up to him. She jostled the chair, then bent over his shoulder, to whisper in his ear. “You make a great hostage. I guess I don’t even have to worry about you trying to escape. I’ll bring you back something... sweet.” He started slightly when she began to speak, but other than that gave no indication he was interested. Fascinating. She strolled over to the stairs and turned to toss him a cheeky smile while blowing him a little kiss. “Sit tight Lance. I’ll be back soon.” Once she got to the top of the stairs she stopped and listened. Sure enough, there were sounds of Lance trying to get out of the ropes. She slipped into her room and took off her suit. He would be gone in a few minutes, time to relax and plan. Time to transform! she snickered to herself, as she threw on her favorite dress and pulled a headband on. She decided food was definitely a good idea. As she rounded the corner into the kitchen she barreled right into Lance. Shocked she spluttered, “Wh- What are you doing here?” Lance stared at her for a moment. Pidge held her breath. If he knew it was her, this could be really bad. Then he shook himself and whispered urgently, “Trying to escape. I can’t believe she took another hostage! Look, my name is Lance and you are in a great deal of danger. You should come with me.” Pidge gaped at him. Before she could stop her stupid mouth, she blurted out, “That’s ridiculous! It’s MY house!” Lance narrowed his eyes at her for a moment. Damn it! She really messed up. “This is your house? What the hell is Green Starling doing here? Unless…” Pidge froze. This was it. He figured it out. She was busted. “Did you know that Green Starling is here?” Pidge couldn't believe her luck, “Uhhhh. Yeah. I mean, yeah. She barged in a few months ago and took over. She threatened to kill me! It was after she overheard me talk to some friends about my new lab-” “Lab?” “Umm. Yeah. For my... robots! I’m in the Robotics Engineering program over at Arus.” Lance’s eyes widened. “Cool! So you’re like a real mad scientist, huh?” Pidge nearly choked on the lump in her throat, but Lance only grabbed her hand and smiled down at her. “C’mon. Let’s get somewhere safer and you can tell me all about it!” Pidge smiled at him, “Only if you meet me for dinner. If not, I may have to send a robot to blow you up.” Lance just grinned, “Look, I’ve already been almost blown up today. How about we start with coffee? I never did get your name.” “Sounds great. My name’s Katie.”

#plance mini bang #plance #pidgance #flirtyrobot #voltron legendary defender #Nightshade writes #vld lance #vld pidge

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ao3feed4reylo · 4 years

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via AO3 works tagged 'Star Wars - All Media Types' read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2JeAhB2 Like_A_Dove

by Like_A_Dove

In which Ben accidentally ingests a love potion Rey was working on and proceeds to act exactly the same as always.

Words: 1792, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Rey (Star Wars), Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Finn (Star Wars), Poe Dameron, Leia Organa

Relationships: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Kylo Ren/Rey, Rey & Ben Solo | Kylo Ren

Additional Tags: Fluff and Humor, everyone is a witch or a warlock, Companionable Snark, Ben Solo is real good at repressing his feelings SHOCKING, Rey is clueless but in a precious way, very excited and supportive best friend Finn, will Ben go down on Rey once the potion wears off and we are out of dubcon territory?, stay tuned

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2JeAhB2

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'Star Wars - All Media Types' Rey/Ben Solo #Reylo #Kylo Ren/Rey #TheLastJedi

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ao3feed-vegebul · 5 years

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by sans_patronymic

When Bulma goes on a much-needed getaway with her dad, Vegeta and Trunks are forced to do a little father-son bonding of their own.

Words: 2046, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dragon Ball

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Bulma Briefs, Vegeta (Dragon Ball), Trunks Briefs, Dr. Briefs (Dragon Ball)

Relationships: Bulma Briefs/Vegeta

Additional Tags: Domestic Fluff, Companionable Snark, Parenthood, Fluff and Humor

#fanfic #vegebul #dbz #vegeta #bulma briefs #ao3feed

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claraxbarton · 5 years

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A Winterhawk Primer

So, this is ENTIRELY biased to my own tastes, and the Winterhawk journey I have been on - which is largely entirely the fault of @kangofu-cb .

@casualminiaturetimemachine I hope this list curses exposes you to the larger Winterhawk world!!!

1. @winterhawkkisses posts daily drabbles. All winterhawk. EVERY. DAY. This was NOT my introduction to the ship, but wow. You have a craving? You’re going to find it among their AMAZING writing. I recommend following on tumblr BUT you can also look at their archive on AO3. Rated G-M.

2. Ain’t That a Kick in the Head by Finely Honed is a massive fic. Modern day AU, featuring recovering vets Bucky and Clint and... everyone. It’s a companion piece to a stony fic, but can be read alone (it’s a prequel) and this was one of the first Winterhawk fics I read. It is lovely, filled with smut if that’s your thing, and SO many wonderful emotions and really well-developed characters. Rated E.

3. Nameless by AvaKelly. I’ll be honest with you - I LOVE angst, so, there’s a lot of that on this list. This fic takes places after TWS and is KIND OF a fix-it Ultron and Civil War fic? It’s lovely, angsty, has great Natasha things, and will make you feel all the feels. ALSO, lots of other freaking amazing winterhawk by this author to explore. Rated M.

4. This is My Rifle by @mollynoble. Modern day AU soulmate fic with Clint as a badass sniper and Bucky as a badass baby sniper? It’s awesome. It’s SO good. It IS unfinished, and you don’t get to experience any romancing, but you DO get wonderfully developed characters, some of the best writing I’ve ever had the pleasure to read, and just... a really well crafted story. I CANNOT recommend this fic enough. Rated M.

5. The Other Man Out of Time by @captn-sara-holmes Look, throw a rock at Sarah Holmes’ fics and you’re going to find a fucking amazing story to read. But for my money? This is my FAV. If I had to pick only one of her fics to ever re-read... that would be a horribly unfair thing to make me pick. But I’d pick this one. They are ALL amazing, though. So I suggest you start with this one and then just... DIVE in and prepare to never resurface. It is, as the title suggests, a time travel fic. And it’s wonderful. THIS is the first Winterhawk fic I ever read, because @kangofu-cb knows me too damn well and knew EXACTLY which fic would suck me in. Rated M.

6. Silhouette by @mariana-oconnor. This is another case of being spoiled for choice. EVERYTHING she writes is brilliant and wonderful and has a lovely blend of angst, action, sass and dare I say fluff? You just feel GOOD when you finish one of her fics. The journey is always great. IF I had to pick a favorite... damn. I dunno. I THINK it would be this one? But, seriously, read ALL of her fics. ALL OF THEM. It’s kind of AU, kind of... not? It’s great. Rated M.

7. Mistakes Were Made by @spidergwenstefani. Look, as I previously stated, I go in for angst. But you give me humor and snark and good dialogue? I’m happy as can be. This one is short, but it is SO good. And all of their fics are great so give them a follow and read more!

8. You’ve Got a Killer Voice by Chex. This might not be everyone’s cup of tea, but damn do I love this fic. Clint has a kink and Bucky gives it to him. That’s... actually a pretty fair summary. Rated E.

9. Trainwreck Through A Rear Window by @flawedamythyst. Another author who staked a claim on Winterhawk Mountain and has been churning out gold ever since. This was the FIRST fic I read by them, and I still think it’s my favorite, but there are SO many good ones to choose from. Modern AU. Rated T.

10. Kiss Me Deadly by @kangofu-cb. Gun to my head, I CANNOT choose a favorite Winterhawk (or any fic) by her. BUT. I can recommend this as an entree into her Winterhawk writing. She’s got a great variety of things, including a fucking AMAZING slowburn fic called Like Real People Do and she’s working on a ridiculously damn good birthday fic for me that you will get to see in 2019. But this is a great little slice of her typical feels, angst, sass, snark and smut. ENJOY. Rated E.

Okay. Ten seems like a solid number to stop with. But, well, I gotta plug myself as well... so... I’m going to suggest ONE of my fics and I dunno, maybe you will like it enough to read through the other Winterhawk I’ve got on AO3?

Hardfeelings It’s vaguely canon, rated T, and it wasn’t the FIRST Winterhawk fic I wrote, but it’s the first one I felt decently satisfied with?

Okay, so there’s my Winterhawk Primer of 10 (+1) fics. This list is NOT exhaustive by ANY STRETCH. There are SO MANY good Winterhawk fics out there - by the authors listed above and by authors NOT listed above! Seriously. SO MANY GOOD FICS. SO. MANY.

This list is, I think, just a decent list of some of the better known fics, as well as a good variety of the genre so you can get a feel for the different relationships people write with these two characters.

@everyone feel free to add your own thoughts and suggestions.

I hope you find some fics to fall in love with!

#winterhawk #clint barton #bucky barnes #winter soldier #hawkeye #fanfic #rec list

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