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[leftennant]

Rings of Winter Final Chapter

Chapter 16 is posted, and you can find it here

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Wackus if I were to hypothetically ask an out of topic random question per say like...

How exactly do you add a picture to ao3? Because I really don't know

.. would you help me out of the kindness of your heart 🥺?

oh man I am by no means an ao3 expert but I use html cheat codes to get what I need done! I have this thing saved in my private bookmarks to help me:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

this is how I added my little doodles to odnlb! and how I leave gifs or pictures in ao3 comments haha. hope that helps 💗

[dresupi]

Wintershock

For: @leftennant​, @ibelieveinturtles​, and @highlyintelligentblonde​ Prompt: Secretly holding hands while standing beside each other at a bonfire

A/N: Omg this was such a popular prompt for this pairing! I had to tell everyone to stop prompting it for them, it was being written! XD

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“Darce? Hot dog?” Steve called from the other side of the woodpile. He was back a little way, closer to the back porch than the woodpile, actually.

“What? Overly processed yet questionable chicken and pork parts, condensed down into an easy-to-eat cylinder?” she quipped back in reply.

Steve’s brow wrinkled. “Huh?”

“Yeah, sign me up, Cap,” she said, raising her voice so it’d project a little more. She’d forgotten that her quick-snark usually didn’t travel that well. And with the guffawing laughter of literally every Avenger, plus the squealing from the Barton kids as they ran around with Natasha and Bucky, well, her one-liners were wasted. Just a bunch of hot air that dissipated into the cool twilight air like so many embers from the fire Clint was attempting to light.

It was awfully nice of him to have everyone over here for dinner at his farm.

Scratch that, it was nice of Laura. She was the true star here. With her ambrosia salad that was so good Darcy and Thor were kind of eying each other over the big serving spoon.

She started to unfold her blanket for lack of anything else to do. For once, no one needed her for anything. She picked a spot near the fire on the cushiest looking log and hunkered down. The air was chilly to her back, but to her front, where the fire was roaring, it was almost blistering hot.

Jane was busy standing over with Bruce and pointing out the constellations for the star-struck doctor. She kind of wondered when her Janey would realize that the only stars Bruce was interested in were the ones sparkling in her eyes.

Darcy sighed happily, feeling a little bit like a happy old grandmother, seeing all her kids happily paired up with each other.

Jane with Bruce.

Thor with Valkyrie.

Clint with Laura.

Natasha with Wanda.

Steve with Sam.

And as for herself?

“Hey there, dollface…”

The log she was sitting on bounced a little when Bucky sat down.

“For someone who wants to keep this on the down-low, you certainly chose the only spot beside me, didn’t you?” Darcy teased, tugging the blanket more tightly around herself and scooting down a little to make room.

“What? I wanted to get this spot before Cooper sat here.”

“Jealous of the fourteen-year-old, are we?”

“Nope,” he grinned, scooting down a little closer. “Just wanted to sit with my girl.”

She guessed no one was really paying attention to what they were doing anyway. They were too into themselves. Not that it was a bad thing. Some of these idiots could stand to be a little more into themselves sometimes.

“I ain’t complaining,” she said happily, beaming over at him. “Kind of romantic. Just a wall of fire between us and everyone else.”

Bucky’s hand slid along her arm and over her elbow, clearly searching for her hand and coming up short since she was all tucked under her throw blanket. He huffed out a sound of annoyance and tugged on the edge of the fabric until he could sneak his hand underneath.  His fingers were icy when he found hers. Icy enough to prompt Darcy to offer to share her throw.

He smirked a little, shaking his head. “Nah, what will people say if we huddle under the same blanket at a bonfire?”

“Probably something like ‘it’s about time’,” she mused into the flames and crackling logs.

“You’re probably right about that. I think Steve would throw me a party.”

“Would there be cake at this party?” Darcy asked.  “Because if there’s cake, I think I would be on board for telling Steve.”

“You gonna give up meeting in secret?” he asked. “Because last time I checked, you thought it was hot as hell.”

“Yeah, well. Maybe I’m past hot as hell and I want some cake, Sarge.”

He looked her up and down, winking when he caught her eye. “Nah, you still look hot as hell to me.”

Want your own?

[dwficfinder]

i've been looking for a fic that had rose getting high on sex pollen and blabbing about having a professor/student fantasy so then once she's detoxed and woken up the doctor sets it up for her. i think it was on archive but i could be wrong

Llamas and Jail Cells and Shagging, Oh My! by @leftennant (Ten x Rose, adult) -cq

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[wunderlass]

meleedamage

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“Won’t be around too much today, Tumbles, as I’m going on a pub crawl!...”

Cheers!!

paranoidwino

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“Won’t be around too much today, Tumbles, as I’m going on a pub crawl!...”

HAVE FUN! :D

leftennant

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“Won’t be around too much today, Tumbles, as I’m going on a pub crawl!...”

ngl i am HERE for the incoherent

I will try my best not to be!

amidtheflowers

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“Won’t be around too much today, Tumbles, as I’m going on a pub crawl!...”

Go find your bucky!!

You have a very optimistic view of what kind of men will be in the pub of an afternoon.

[pinchtheprincess]

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[licieoic]

Okay I’m stoned, so that explains why I’m thinking about -

Steve Rogers living in an apartment and Bucky or Darcy or Peggy (I ship him with lots of people, okay?) are living in the apartment directly across the alley. One day he walks into his living room wearing only star spangled briefs.

This works best in my head with Darcy. She holds up a little white board with “Hey soldier - What’s in those pants?” written on it.

Steve laughs and grabs another white board (or a piece of nearby paper or something) and writes on it “JUSTICE” in an attempt to be a lil shit.

But Darcy, being old school lil shit herself, writes back “Why do you have ice in your pants?”

Because Steve’s crappy writing makes it look like JUST ICE.

And for some reason, I am just cracking up about this, so I needed to share.