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The Sky Is More Blue, In Malibu by CarafeOfColdBrew for hopelessly_me
Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types
14 Feb 2021
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Bucky takes full advantage of his best friend dating Tony Stark and follows them to the Stark Beach House for Mid-Winter Break. It's just a bonus that Clint Barton was also invited and that he'd be in a bathing suit almost the entire time.
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On The Fifth Day of Christmas, The Winter Soldier Stole For Me..... by CarafeOfColdBrew for Aelfay
Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types
22 Dec 2020
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“Are these pears? Why the hell is there a pear tree in my apartment?” he asked Lucky who was now sitting patiently, staring up at the bird with his tongue hanging out and tail wagging. “What is happening?”
Clint Barton knew he was a disaster, it never really shocked him anymore when he ended up in strange situations.
These twelve days leading up to Christmas, though? Those days he would have never seen coming. -
People Who Love To Eat Are Always The Best People. by CarafeOfColdBrew
Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types
28 Jul 2020
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Bucky dives into the world of cooking and there's only one stomach that can handle the disasters.
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The Firework Fortress of Solitude by CarafeOfColdBrew
Fandoms: The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types
17 Jul 2020
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Clint knows that Lucky hates fireworks which means he hates fireworks.
Then he learns that Bucky also hates fireworks.
Clint would punch fireworks in the face if they had one, until then, a pillow fort will have to do. -
Gorgeous Hair Is The Best Revenge by CarafeOfColdBrew
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe
19 Jan 2020
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Bucky thinks he wants to cut his hair but he first needs to know what how the other Avengers make their hair decisions.
For the Mandatory Fun Day Prompt: Bucky With The Short Hair
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“I can’t keep doing this, Eddie. Your sweatpants are in my dresser. You buy the right spices at the farmer’s market for my recipes. You wear the monstrosities I knit for you. You hold my kid’s hand when we’re crossing the street.”
Eddie’s lips are at the hinge of his jaw, like he’s testing the waters. It makes Buck brave enough to bring a numb hand up to one of the belt loops on Eddie’s darkwash jeans, thumbing there restlessly—sliding the tips of his fingers under the hem of his obsidian button-down. The skin-to-skin contact is all at once relieving.
“I think we’ve both known what we are for a while now,” Buck goads, hushed; tilting to arch his neck back against the wall, granting Eddie unlimited access, praying he takes the explicit invitation. “You’re my best friend. But this isn’t sustainable.”
or: Buck's sick of pretending.
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10 Aug 2026
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Eddie ignores Buck’s protests. He finally finds a position that is somewhat comfortable in the armchair and closes his eyes. “Go to sleep, Buck,” he mumbles.
Giving up the fight, Buck huffs. He turns around in the bed and faces his back to Eddie. Eddie can’t help but peek an eye open to watch how Buck’s shoulders move with every uneasy breath he takes. He’s still shaking slightly, despite the mountains of blankets upon him. Eddie’s stare is unwavering, fearing that if he looks away, Buck could disappear.
The room settles into silence, only broken by the muffled sounds of their friends down the hallway and the harshness of Buck writhing in the bed. After what must be only a couple of minutes, Buck speaks again.
“Can you…” he begins, but trails off. “Never mind.”
“Buck, you can ask me for anything. You know that.”
Buck hesitates, but eventually he turns over his shoulder to ask in a faint voice, “Can you hold me?”
OR: Three times Eddie sat by Buck’s bedside, and the one time it was their bed.
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04 Aug 2026
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Buck’s started tossing and turning thinking about the tattooist's line work—the skilled areas of saturation. Dreams about its elegance and the way the angles of the drawn-on bone move and contort with Eddie's skin whenever he reaches on tiptoes for the Ring Pops hidden in Buck's highest cupboard.
At first, he had mistaken the dreams for envy, had figured he just wanted a tattoo that matched.
Once Buck traversed into REM sleep and had begun jolting awake, rock hard, after dreams of tracing the boundaries of Eddie's tattoo with the tip of his tongue, he knew he was a goner. No sane, rational person counts down the seconds until their best friend drops something on the off chance that they'll bend over to retrieve it.
or, what to do when your good friend eddie diaz acquires a tramp stamp: a guide
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02 Aug 2026
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so much for summer love (cause you weren’t mine to lose) by diazkissco
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
25 Jul 2026
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Evan Buckley has been best friends with Adriana Diaz since freshman year of university, when they got paired together for an anatomy lab. So when she invites him to spend the summer before junior year at her family’s ranch in Texas, saying yes is easy.
Enter her older brother, Eddie Diaz.
Eddie is quiet, stubborn, and impossible to read. He’s the kind of man who keeps everyone at arm’s length, and Buck can’t seem to stop finding reasons to get closer.
______Or: Eddie Diaz has spent years convincing himself he’s better off alone. Then his little sister’s best friend arrives for the summer and turns his carefully ordered life upside down.
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01 Aug 2026
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“How come you’re still awake?” Buck asks, antsy. He pulls at a loose thread inside one pocket with pinched fingers, rapidly picking apart the stitching. Better to unravel that than eight years of friendship all because said friend’s shorts have ridden up agonizingly at the thigh.
“I was waiting for you to get back. You’re kind of early, though.” Eddie’s eyes are tracked to the TV, but they dart over at Buck when he asks, “You strike out with Dixie?”
Which… Buck doesn’t even know where to start. He desperately needs to buy a vowel.
“Huh? Why—what—did I miss a text?”
Eddie, sat cross-legged on top of pearly-white cotton sheets, a vision so soft it’s making Buck dizzy, has the audacity to look puzzled. “Not from me. Why?”
or: Eddie leaves a light on for Buck.
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