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    One moment they’re fighting, yelling scathing insults and ugly accusations at each other, and the next they’re kissing, all teeth and anger-fuelled desperation. Steve backs him up until Tony’s shoulders hit the closest wall, and hoists him up, giving Tony no choice but to wrap his legs around Steve’s waist for support. Tony bites Steve’s bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood, and Steve growls, and grips both of Tony’s wrists in one big hand, his hold bruisingly tight.

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    31 Jan 2025

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    Tony Stark was pretty sure he was the luckiest man in the whole wide world. First, his dad. Then Afghanistan. Obi. Then the palladium poisoning thing. Pepper breaking up with him.

    And now, he was stuck under a building with Captain America of all people. His childhood crush, who thought he was an immature, reckless idiot with no regard for anyone except himself.

    To be exact, they were four levels underground in the garage of a building ninety stories high. Which had collapsed.

    Oh, and he was going into heat.

    Perfect.

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    31 Jan 2025

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    He lands in some dark, dirty alley, on his back, with a grunt of pain.

    “Jesus,” he moans. “I’m getting too fucking old for this.”

    He climbs to his feet, rubbing his back. He stumbles out of the alley, running his knuckles over the bond bite on his neck, which throbs insistently.

    He finally comes upon two women, chatting on the corner of one of the streets.

    “Excuse me?” he calls out.

    The girls turn to him and give him identical looks of disdain.

    “Yes?” one of them says, with a raised eyebrows that speaks volumes as to how much she doesn’t want to be talking to him.

    In her defence, though, he imagines he doesn’t look like much, with his dirty workshop clothes, messy hair and bond bite in full view.

    Vulgar, his mother would have said.

    “Where am I?” he demands.

    “Brooklyn,” she replies, coldly.

    He hates the next question. “What year?”

    She eyes him like he’s a complete and utter lunatic. “1938.”

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    30 Jan 2025

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    “Oh, you wouldn’t tell on me Master, would you?” She bit in the pad of her thumb, the pain almost soothing in its normality. She had done it countless times. Blood was a popular ingredient in spells pertaining to summons of any kind. All things were hungry. Even the dead ones. Even those, who never lived.

    She let the drop fall on the cat's head, right between its ears, and smeared it gently over its face and its lovingly carved nose. The red looked obscene on the gentle cream wood, unblemished, as if it had just sprung from under the knife. Crude, the way it sipped into it, staining it deep red, the amber beads suddenly vivid, caught in the contrast of bright and dark, burning as if caught in a ray of light, staring right at her. She could swear the cat’s mouth curved into a smile.

    Of course I wouldn’t, sweetheart.


    Or: How Agatha met Death and how Death became Rio.

    (This was written before Ep. 7, read it fresh before they drop the actual backstory and this fic becomes irrelevant)

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    23 Oct 2024

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    Potter begins to take me apart, each savage, pounding thrust peeling away layer after layer of everything that I am, reaming me open in a way that makes me wonder how I’ll ever be able to let anybody else but him fuck me after this.

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    27 Apr 2024

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