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    “What do you do with your friends?” Bucky asks finally, looking back at the doc.
    There’s a surprised pause, and Doc Adams looks like he’s thinking. Wondering how much will incriminate him, perhaps. Worrying about giving away personal information to the Winter Soldier. Bucky’s 90% sure Grant Adams is a fake name anyway, and he knows that people aren’t certain he’s been de-programmed. God forbid the infamous assassin finds out where his shrink lives.
    “We have monthly game nights,” the doc says. “Get together, get some drinks and snacks, maybe order pizza.”
    “Games?” Bucky repeats blankly. “Like what, Monopoly?” That’s a game that isn’t going to make him any friends. Doc Adams looks a little embarrassed. “What?”
    “Well, mostly… Tabletop gaming. Dungeons and dragons, that sort of thing.”
    “Dungeons and what?” Bucky stares at him. Is his therapist into kinky, BDSM sex shit with his friends? If he is, Bucky’s first instinct is to think the future is way more open-minded than he realised, and his second instinct is to move his therapist further up in his estimation. The guy’s clearly way more interesting than he’s realised.

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    21 Nov 2025

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    “So,” he said, unwrapping the foil of the bar, “I’m Clint.”
     

    The Soldier just blinked at him, caught somewhere between confused and surprised.
     

    Which, fair, Clint got that a lot.

     

    But he figured the Soldier hadn’t expected him to acquiesce so quickly, and Clint fully intended to capitalize on that, either in information or opportunity to escape or both.

     

    He flashed a half-smile at the other man, one he’d flashed at a dozen other people in the last few years, one that got him a second look at least seventy percent of the time, and a quickie a fairly significant portion of that. He stretched his arms up over his head and cracked his spine, working the stiffness out of the shoulder that had, until ten seconds ago, been shackled to the furniture.

     

    “This is the part where you tell me your name.” Clint said. “Or something to call you by,” he amended.

     

    Or: Clint meets his soulmate.

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    21 Nov 2025

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    “Clint,” Steve says, and it’s that same no-bullshit, do-or-die, I really, really mean it voice he used to trot out in the last few innings of close games in high school. “Bucky’s not gonna fly. He’s not going to drive himself. He can’t— I need you to drive him here.”

    “Oh, fuck you,” Clint says, and hangs up.

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    19 Nov 2025

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    [From Tumblr]: Good cop bad cop but Jim Gordon (the good cop) is passed out from blood loss and exhaustion and Batman (the obvious bad cop) bundles everyone involved (including his kids) into a corner booth at a 24 hour diner and proceeds to interrogate the suspect over shitty diner coffee and the sounds of his kids force feeding Commissioner Gordon apple pie and french fries.

    It's the most intimidating interrogation that has ever taken place in Gotham.

    (or, the one where May’s Diner has seen everything Gotham has to offer at night. almost everything, at least)

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    18 Nov 2025

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    Eddie thinks that he’s probably judged Steve too quickly. He thinks Steve’s probably full of surprises, if the past two years are anything to go by.

    And then, of course, Steve just has to prove him right by stepping out of his BMW in a full sailor suit fantasy that not even the most depraved recesses of Eddie’s mind could have cooked up. Jesus. He’s got the little hat and everything. Cute tiny shorts, too, that are regrettably not as short as the ones included in the Hawkins High gym uniform, but still short enough for Eddie to be able to appreciate Steve’s legs. He has nice legs. Good knees. White socks pulled halfway up his calves, for some reason, stark against his golden tan skin. Wispy little hairs that probably go up his thighs. Eddie needs to stop looking at his legs.

    “Eddie Munson,” Steve calls as he approaches, his voice all easy and light like they’re actually friends. “Hi.”

    Eddie blinks at him.


    Because Eddie's life can never be normal, the summer of '85 finds him working a firework stand just outside of Starcourt Mall, catching up on school work, and tutoring Steve Harrington in all things D&D.

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