Avengers kissing fest!

[such_heights]

(Me? Procrastinating on my own fannish projects? Never!)

I declare a festival of kissing for my pretty summer fling fandom. Avengers movieverse, all characters, all ships and no ships, all fanworks.

THE RULES:

01. Leave a comment with two or more characters from the Avengers movieverse who you'd like to see kiss. You can include a prompt if you like as an optional extra for the prompt-filler.
02. Reply to a comment with a fanwork in which those characters kiss. The kissing can be platonic or romantic, on the mouth or the cheek or the forehead or the shoulder or anywhere else that you like.
03. All fanworks welcome, including art/podfic/vids/icons/recs/meta/fic etc. Multiple fills for the same prompt are encouraged. Replying to your own prompt is fine. Anon commenting is fine. Coming back and posting a fill two months later is fine.

\o/

eta: fills so far:

Bruce/Clint
by estelendur

Bruce/Natasha
by musesfool

Bruce/Pepper/Tony
by d_generate_girl
by such_heights

Bruce/Tony
by musesfool
by thingswithwings
by florahart
by estelendur

Bucky/Natasha/Steve
by hederahelix

Bucky/Steve
by gorgeousnerd
by jain
by laylee

Clint/Coulson
by sunnyrea
by meinterrupted

Clint/Darcy
by liseuse
by liseuse 2
by grammarwoman

Clint/Hill
by stevie

Clint/Natasha
by recessional (contains gory imagery)
by liseuse
by liseuse 2 (gory imagery)
by some_stars
by recessional 2
by ceridweyn_lin
by recessional 3
by recessional 4
by anonymous

Clint/Steve
by longwhitecoats

Clint/various
by ashen_key

Coulson/Fury
by emmypenny

Coulson/Steve
by estelendur
by such_heights

Darcy/Jane
by meinterrupted

Darcy/Thor
by florahart

Darcy/Steve
by musesfool
by liseuse

Fury/Hill
by longwhitecoats
by igrockspock

Fury/Steve
by jain

Heimdall/Loki
by just_ann_now

Hill/Natasha
by just_ann_now
by liseuse

Hulk/Pepper
by spicedrum

Jane/Tony
by spicedrum

Loki/Thor
by terryh-nyan
by longwhitecoats

Natasha/OFC
by ashen_key

Natasha/Pepper
by thingswithwings
by such_heights

Natasha/Rhodey
by sinensis

Natasha/Steve
by liseuse
by musesfool
by spicedrum

Natasha/Thor
by spatz

Pepper/Tony
by thingswithwings
by spatz

Rhodey/Tony
by spatz

Steve/Thor
by estelendur

Tony/team
by such_heights

Comments

[liseuse]

Steve has got used to coming into the living area and seeing people sprawled over the couches, something on the TV in the background, and a sense of general hubbub. So he’s surprised when he walks in and there is no one there, and the only lights are two flickering candles on the fireplace. He sits down on the couch, and sighs. He’s tired, bone tired. It’s been a long week.

Natasha appears in the doorway, on the other side of the room. She’s holding a champagne flute, and her expression is darker than he’s seen before. Not in her patented I will kill them all, and then wreak havoc on their reputation way, but in a haunted way. She nods in his direction, and then curls up on the squishiest sofa. She raises her glass in the direction of the candles and downs the contents.

“Are you okay?” Steve asks, low and quiet, so she can pretend not to have heard.

“Happy new year,” she says, turning her gaze on him.

“Umm …” Steve says, a little ineloquently. “It’s January 13th.”

“Yes,” Natasha says, “Happy New Year’s Eve.” She refills her glass, and then conjures another from somewhere by the sofa, fills it, and hands it over. “Drink with me.”

“I can’t get drunk, remember.” Steve says, eyeing the glass.

“This isn’t about getting drunk. It’s New Year’s Eve. Family, singing, celebrating. All that stuff.” Natasha raises an eyebrow. “Two calendars, two celebrations.”

”Oh”, Steve thinks, remembering Pavel, and holds his glass up to the candles. “Happy New Year’s Eve.” He sips the champagne slowly, and watches Natasha from the corner of his eye. “You know, the others would come and celebrate with you.”

“Yes. We could have a party,” Natasha sneers. “Wouldn’t that be lovely?”

“It might be nice?” Steve says, and catches her eye. “None of us are doing well in the family department. And regular New Year got ruined by having to go fight killer robots. We could handle a do-over.”

Natasha doesn’t say no, which Steve thinks he can take as acquiescence in this matter, and she doesn’t rip his phone out of his hands when he starts typing a message. Sometimes he really wishes she could have met Peggy, and then he wonders if she had, somehow.

Clint is, oddly, the first to arrive. “Stark’s in his workshop, with Banner,” he says by way of explanation, and hands Steve a foil container. “I brought pie.”

It isn’t long before everyone else arrives. Natasha hands them all glasses of champagne, and uncurls into a sitting position. They all raise their glasses to the candles, and toast the old year and the coming new one.

Natasha leans into Steve’s side, and drops a kiss on his cheek. “Thank you.”

[raanve]

Oh, this is lovely. Thank you! <3

[liseuse]

I'm glad you like it, bb! ♥

[such_heights]

Awwwww! This is lovely. <3

[liseuse]

Thank you!