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    Old-Norse (kind of but not really) Thundershield AU: The Æsir of Asgard are worshipped as gods by the mortals of earth, though it has been a long time since Thor's aid has been required.

    The sole survivor of his family, left behind by his friends and of no use to his village of Hefnabjǫð, Stevaein Magri makes the decision to ask his gods for help. In offering to Thor, he means to give the only thing he has.

    Unbeata-ed, mistakes are mine.

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    After a mission, Thor's keyed up and Steve's all for it. Post AoU, pre CACW

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    19 Feb 2018

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    He's done the whole teenager thing – the sloppy makeouts, messy handjobs in the back of a car – but fumbling fingers and someone who comes ten seconds after Keith gets his hands on them isn't what he wants.

    Guys his age don't know how to treat him, so Keith finds Shiro in a bar.

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    07 Jan 2018

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    Napoleon was about to launch into his carefully scripted spiel of punctuated disdain when he hesitated, hands still cupped over the delicate little Soviet-made devices that he had found in his room. There was a faint but unmistakable sensation crawling under his skin, a prickling, restless buzz, like getting light-headed off good champagne, and Napoleon narrowed his eyes, script forgotten, studying an increasingly irritated-looking Illya with a new light.

    Illya, on the other hand, had folded his arms. His bowtie looked ridiculous with his suit, highlighting the far too long expanse between his shirt collar and belly, and he was starting to scowl. “What?” he demanded again, a flat curl of annoyance making his tone harsh, and Napoleon nearly flinched instinctively back before all the enforced training kicked in.

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    There’s probably an unwritten rule in place somewhere that says something along the lines of ‘thou shalt not fuck around with your best friend whilst drunk because seriously, that usually doesn’t go too well when everyone sobers up in the morning.’

    But, then again. Blowjobs.

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    18 Jun 2015