such_heights | MCU Kissing Fest, 2015 edition!

So in 2012 I ran a kissing comment fest and everyone seemed to have a good time. (And yes, lol, I did at that time believe I'd stop caring about superheroes by the end of the summer.) Let's try again!

Everything in the Marvel Cinematic Universe applies, so that's all 11 films as well as Agents of SHIELD, Agent Carter and Daredevil. Assume that comments may contain spoilers for everything.

THE RULES:

01. Leave a comment with two or more characters from the MCU 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 the 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 fine. Replying to your own prompt is fine. Anon commenting is fine. Coming back and posting a fill two months later is fine. Posting your fanwork elsewhere is fine.

I will link to fills in this post as they come in.

Fills:

Angie/Peggy
Angie/Peggy, home by

strix_alba
Angie/Peggy, a good cup of tea by

frith_in_thorns

Bruce/Natasha
Bruce/Natasha, hold by

jamaillith

Bruce/Natasha/Steve
Natasha/Bruce/Steve, family by

thebonesofferalletters
Bruce/Natasha, running by

celeste9

Bucky/Peggy
Bucky/Peggy, test by

gwyn

Bucky/Steve
Steve/Bucky, baseball by

alafaye
Steve/Bucky, baseball #2 by

gwyn
Steve/Bucky, soft by

thebonesofferalletters
Steve/Bucky, candles by

applegnat
Steve/Bucky, candles #2 by

recessional
Steve/Bucky, heart by

recessional
Steve/Bucky, rooftops by

thebonesofferalletters
Steve/Bucky, soft #2 by

recessional
Steve/Bucky, shower by

recessional

Claire/Matt
Matt/Claire, daylight by

pearwaldorf

Clint/Darcy
Clint/Darcy, milkshakes by

topaz119

Clint/Laura
Clint Barton/Laura Barton, unexpected by

kayim

Clint/Natasha
Clint/Natasha, perfunctory by

recessional

Daniel/Jack/Peggy
Peggy/Daniel/Jack, drowning by

sholio

Foggy/Marci
Foggy/Marci - alcohol and bad choices by

sholio (TW: aftermath of an off-camera attempted assault)

Foggy/Matt
Foggy/Matt, hospital by

sholio
Matt Murdock/Foggy Nelson, spin the bottle by

devilc

Helen/Sif
Helen Cho/Sif, teamwork by

longwhitecoats

Maria/Sam
Sam/Maria Hill, coffee by

recessional

Maria/Wanda
Maria/Wand, broken by

x_dark_siren_x

Natasha/Pepper
Pepper/Natasha, suits by

isagel

Natasha/Rhodey/Sam/Steve/Vision/Wanda
Natasha/Rhodey/Sam/Steve/Vision/Wanda, team building by

sholio

Natasha/Steve
Natasha/Steve, home by

thebonesofferalletters

Pepper/Tony
Tony/Pepper, party by

igrockspock

Pepper/Vision
Vision/Pepper, genderfluidity by

jamaillith

Peter/Rocket
Peter Quill/Rocket, drunk by

longwhitecoats

Sam/Steve
Sam/Steve, return by

longwhitecoats
Sam/Steve, commanding by

astolat
Sam/Steve, pool table by

gwyn
Sam/Steve, bedtime story by

gwyn
Sam/Steve, breakfast by

monanotlisa
Sam/Steve, sharing a bed by

raanve

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Angie/Peggy, home

There’s an awful lot to be said for living in one of Howard Stark’s side properties, but there’s even more to be said for living in one of Howard Stark’s side properties with her best friend. Like sitting on the green divan in the parlor, eating burnt lasagna on Mr. Stark’s fancy china, just because they can; and taking a whole day together to dust the daylights out of every flat surface and curved cranny in the house. Angie is morally opposed to dusting until the dust bunnies build up enough to start interfering with her knitting, but there’s something grand about putting on a pair of baggy pants and doing waltzes with the broom while Peggy laughs with a wet rag in her hand and tells her to make piles of the dust instead of sweeping it every which way.

“You take all the fun outta playing house, English,” Angie tell her. Peggy just throws the dust rag at her.

But the best part of this whole shindig — the absolute best — has got to be the days when Angie has a closing shift at the diner and Peggy doesn’t work late. Those are the days when she gets home at eleven at night, feet sore and feeling greasy from the inside out. If Peggy’s been at the office late, (or out beating up bad guys with chairs), then she’ll just have gone straight to bed, and the lights will be off. But other times, the lights in the hallway will still be on, and Angie can usually muster up enough energy to open the door and sing out, “Honey, I’m home!” like she’s the wholesome middle-class husband in a radio show.

Then Peggy strides down the hallway looking like murder took the day off for once — sometimes wearing an apron if she’s still making dinner, which is charming and highlights her waistline. “Oh good, I was beginning to think you’d run off with one of your charming customers,” she says, or, “How do you feel about mince pies?” Her tone is as dry and careful as ever, but her eyes sparkle, and she kisses Angie on the cheek and steals the hat off of her head. (Once, when Angie was feeling very silly, she’d turned her head so that the kiss landed on her mouth, and Peggy had swatted her with her own hat and smiled so hard that they’d both burst out laughing.) That’s Angie’s very favorite part, how there are lots of people who get to say that Peggy Carter broke their bones or injured herself to keep them safe, but Angie is one of the only people in the world for whom Peggy Carter will be domestic sometimes, just because she knows it tickles Angie’s fancy.

After Angie's taken off her coat, they'll walk together into oversized dining room table, and Peggy will tell her about her day while they eat. The worst part of living in a big ol’ fancy house with her best friend like this is that Peggy is an awful cook, but Angie just makes sure she’s hungry enough by dinnertime that it doesn’t matter. And as long as Peggy keeps wanting to play house and smile at her, Angie isn’t going to complain that much.

Edited 2015-05-12 17:42 (UTC)