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[sesamestreep]

For the 3 sentence fic - Bucky/Author's Choice, "umbrella?"

“3 out of 10 stars,” Bucky says, loud enough to be heard over the music and the crowd in this bar Sam picked out for them.

“Bullshit!” Sam shouts, but he’s smiling, drunk already on two vividly colored cocktails, the sweat on his forehead glistening in the neon lights of the karaoke lounge. “That was the best rendition of ‘Umbrella’ by Rihanna you’ve ever heard in your life! Did I lose points for missing the dumbass Jay-Z verse at the beginning? Because I don’t even know why they included that!”

He can feel himself grinning too, enjoying how seriously Sam takes the clearly made up points system. “It’s part of the song, Sam!”

“Whatever, I’d like to see you do better,” he says, huffy for only a second before his expression brightens again. “In fact, for you, I’m thinking classic Britney!”

“Britney who?” Bucky asks, but not before Sam has dashed off, presumably to sign him up for the next possible slot.

[moonlightdistractions]

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

since feeling is first by queenklu - wincest, curtain!fic (fixing up an old house! my fav), Sam dealing with hell memories after getting his soul back

I just finished reading this and then found out I had read it before, years ago. What a treat to read it as if for the first time. This fic is told via Sam's voice - we get an inside scoop of what his brain is doing and it's viscerally written. Soulmates is a key ingredient.

[aziraphales-library]

the Discombomulation Fic the other anon was looking for is "was blind but now (I see) by queenklu. one of my favourites!

Thank you, dear!

was blind but now (i see) by queenklu

The discombobulation of it all! ___ In which being discorporated is a little more disorienting that either of them expect.

~Mod P

[cupidford]

Dating Lark by queenklu

Johnlock Love Letters #1691

Sherlock has the unnatural predisposition of being absolutely everyone's worst date. Which doesn't mean he wants to talk about it.

[elamae56]

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

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Captain America (Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, James “Bucky” Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Peggy Carter Additional Tags: Antiques roadshow, Depression, dealing with your feelings, pbs, Podfic, Podfic Length: 2-2.5 Hours, Audio Format: MP3 Summary:

“Sam told me you were watching Antiques Roadshow,” Natasha says, shaking out her hair. “I assumed it was a national emergency.”

Story by queenklu 

I just listened to this podfic tonight and oh my heart. The story is amazing, the reading is amazing. It was amazing. 

Link to the text story can be found via the podfic entry of course and I’ll be adding that to my kindle to read. 

[ifeelbetterer]

queenklu replied to your post: Like that mustache is gonna haunt my nightmares...

The worst part–in a fucking bucket of terrible things about that garbage ‘stache–is how clearly you can see the goddamn tape holding it to his face IN 99% OF SHOTS

That is also bad, yes. We should list all the ways the moustache is the worst. 1. the shape 2. the line of undergrowth proceeding onto his chin 3. the tape, did you think we couldn't see the tape??! 4. Why have you brushed it to have two seperate swoops, per side, that's terrible 5. did you think it would be a tool in your actors toolkit ken 6. it's not ken 7. it's the worst

[rospeaks]

Newt/Graves/Credence - letter M.

M. When it rains/snows/storms.

Winter is harsh in the northern states, more so than Newt had expected. London is further from the equator, but it tends toward a more temperate climate. When winter comes to New York, it comes with heavy snowfall and frozen rivers. By themselves, these are no challenges for wizards. Newt could apparate himself anywhere he chose if the need arose. As it is, the weather is just an excuse to stay where he is.

There's a roaring fireplace warming Newt all over as he crawls across the rug to meet his lovers. Percival's apartment is large, the rooms spacious enough even without all the furniture pushed to the walls so that they could build their little nest. Blankets cushion against the roughness of the rug. Pillows ring around them like a wall to ward off the world.

Newt kisses his way up Credence's bare back, lipping at the scars and the knobs of his spine until he reaches Credence's neck and the hand that covers it. Percival hums a greeting as Newt takes his fingers into his mouth, and he rubs his fingertips against the press of Newt's tongue like he's testing its give. Even without the fire, the three of them are plenty warm enough, wrapped naked around each other as pleasure wanes and crests like waves between them.

Outside, the storm rages on, but Newt pays it no mind as he presses inside the wet clutch of Credence's body and seeks out the heavy, drugging kisses that Percival deigns to provide. Later, he'll worry about how he's going to get back to London, but with these two in New York, he wonders if he'll ever feel the urge to leave.

MiniFic Prompt Meme

[aziraphales-library]

I have a strange and very, very vague request. I can't remember anything about this fic except for a moment in it where I believe Crowley was having an emotional moment and Aziraphale was possibly holding his face and Crowley opened his eyes and Aziraphale said "There you are" and Crowley said "Here I am". I don't expect you to know it, but I wasn't sure if someone in the replies might have any idea which fic this might be? I only remember this part and it's been haunting me.

I believe I found it, dear!

was blind but now (i see) by queenklu

The discombobulation of it all!

___

In which being discorporated is a little more disorienting that either of them expect.

~Mod P