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    24 Apr 2018

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    Despite the arms-length, Clint’s already embarrassingly large and long-lasting crush blooms overnight into a full-blown Hey There Clint Barton, You Are Totally Fucked For Life situation. On the plus side, he has Hey There Clint Barton situations a lot, so at least this isn't anything new.
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    Barton has magical, button-pushing powers, is the thing. It’s not just that he throws knives at walls or “gets lost” in libraries or practically lives in the ventilation; it’s like he senses exactly which topics Phil doesn’t want to talk about or can’t even deal with without losing his cool, and he seems to take gleeful, masochistic delight in hitting upon every. single. one of them. And then Phil is mean back and Clint is revealed to be seventeen again, alone and brash and terrified of being hurt, and Phil is revealed to be a terrible human being.

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    Steve, who was the nicest most generous person in the galaxy and would give you the overly tight shirt off his back - and had done so more than once for Bruce, after a surprise Hulking - got weird about one thing: food.

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    24 Apr 2018

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    Some days it was a problem. Some days, Steve was draped all sexy and tantalizing, shirt vacu-sealed on, over Tony’s couch with a pencil in his teeth, squinting at a newspaper crossword like Primitive Man, and Tony had to take several cold showers in a row. Some days, Steve and Tony went to the Children’s Hospital for PR shit and Steve would legitimately read stories to children on a tiny plastic chair painted like a zebra, and Tony had to breathe deeply to calm the ovaries he’d suddenly sprouted out of nowhere. Some days it was fucking torture.

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    After finding himself alone for the first time in decades, the Winter Soldier learns how to be a person again. Mostly through caring for an orphaned kitten, countless rounds of YouTube roulette, and stalking Captain America.

    Or: Bucky Barnes, accidental millennial.

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    14 Apr 2018

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    The memories tell him a lot of things. They’re the main cause of all his problems – well, his current problems, anyway. Some red-skulled bastard seventy years ago was the cause of all his problems. Or the fascist that hired the red-skulled bastard after thinking ‘oh isn’t the Polish countryside lovely this time of year, let’s take it’ was the cause of all his problems.
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    If Bucky wants it done right, he’ll have to do it himself. And, of course, good equipment isn’t cheap. He has to raid three more lockboxes and fence some artwork just to afford the good stuff. And to pay for a taller cat tree to accommodate Carter’s latest growth spurt and as a reward for her improved pouncing skills. And a tiny hat from etsy for her to wear, just because. (It had an A on it like Steve’s helmet, how was he supposed to resist?)

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    He gets lost in YouTube for three hours. His breakfast goes cold and there’s toast crumbs all over the keyboard but he doesn’t regret a damn thing.
    Bob Ross is a fucking gift. Why didn’t they play The Joy of Painting 24 hours a day? Bucky’s sure that if Steve painted some happy trees his compulsion to hit things bigger than him would diminish tenfold. (It probably wouldn’t do anything to keep him from running his mouth, though; if nuns and the army and Sarah Rogers couldn’t do that then nothing could.)
    Bucky’s irrationally proud when the little thumbs up icon turns blue after he likes his first video. Bob Ross, man. Totally worth it.
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    Walking sucks. Running sucks – he doesn’t know why Steve likes it so much, except that he never really could run before so maybe he hasn’t figured that out yet. Or he just has no conception of what fun actually is.
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    Shit.
    She hadn't noticed him yet. Maybe he could turn and leave without them noticing – Sam would understand. Sam was the most empathetic person he knew. He wouldn’t scold Steve for coming home spice-less to avoid an awkward encounter with an ex. Surely.
    They drew closer.
    Fuck.
    Please don't notice me, please don't notice me, please don't notice me...
    "Steve?"
    Fuck.
     
    In which Steve is saved from his ex in a grocery store, Bucky Barnes is Way Too Chill about absolutely everything, and Sam has had enough of all of these goddamn pineapples in his fucking house.
     
    Or: The five times Steve received a pineapple (and one Piña Colada) and the one time he didn't

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    09 Apr 2018

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    Hilarious and witty, oneliners and fake boyfriends.

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    Tony and Clint are held prisoner by people that want the plans to Tony's newest arc reactor. Gaslighting and sleep deprivation are used to break the captives until eventually they turn on one another.

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    07 Apr 2018

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    Wow. This, right here? Is basically my whole life's philosophy, and that's kind of sad, and kind of heartwarming/heartbreaking. Because I didn't know that other people knew/do that too.
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    "There are some things--" Clint trails off and shakes his head sadly, helplessly. "When it comes to things like this, to understanding things like this...what I wish the most for my friends is ignorance."

    Here's to the ones who know, and who work to keep others from having to know.