Meme

[scribblemyname]

Yes, I'm still working on important longer fic. Nevertheless, these prompts are awesome.

You can pick fanfic or original pairings.

gacked from recessional on DW:

Send me a number and a pairing, and I’ll do a short (100-300 words max) description. If I get a ton of the same pairing, I reserve the right to pick and choose. (Inspired by an art meme.)

1. “Good morning” kiss
2. Kiss on the forehead
3. Drunk/sloppy kiss
4. Awkward kiss
5. Angry kiss
6. “I’m sorry” kiss
7. “I’ve missed you” kiss
8. Seductive kiss
9. “War’s End” kiss
10. “Goodbye” kiss
11. “I almost lost you” kiss
12. Kiss on the nose
13. Kiss on the ear
14. Kiss on the neck
15. Kiss on the back
16. French kiss
17. Shy kiss
18. Surprised kiss
19. Sad kiss
20. Exhausted parents kiss
21. Jealous kiss
22. Giggly kiss
23. Last kiss
24. Returned from the dead kiss
25. “We can never be together” kiss

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[tielan]

Steve/Maria: 14. Kiss on the neck

Bucky/Sharon: 18. Surprised kiss

14. Outsider POV - Drabble

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Clint was following along fine with the whole debriefing thing until he noticed... was that...?

Natasha watched his eyes narrow speculatively and the way he cocked his head slightly for a better angle and view. She stifled an amused smile.

Maria paused and looked at both of them, then sighed longsufferingly. "Yes, Clint, it's a hickey." She straightened her turtleneck and moved to the next report.

He sat back, all attention again, but looked entirely too pleased.

"Your handwriting is still atrocious," Maria noted. "And please tell me you didn't actually bring home a stray dog from your kill mission?"

14. Maria/Steve Neck Kiss - Ficlet

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A/N: We can just assume more kissing followed.

Maria looked tired when she came in, shoulders drooping, sigh on her lips, and that 'take no nonsense from anybody, I'm not in the mood' look in her eyes. "You made dinner."

Steve wasn't sure whether her surprise was pleased or not. "Thought it'd be a nice change from takeout."

Maria nodded. "I suppose."

She started to slip out of her jacket, then Steve was there helping her out of it because she may have been the kind of woman to rule SHIELD with an iron hand, but she was also the kind of woman who liked small luxuries and little meaningful gestures. He paused before pulling it all the way off and kissed the nape of her neck lightly.

She caught her breath. He hung up her jacket on the rack before looking at her. He didn't get the chance to say another word before she was dragging his head down for another, much longer kiss.

Re: 14. Maria/Steve Neck Kiss - Ficlet

[kiss-me-cassie.livejournal.com]

SQUEEE!

Re: 14. Maria/Steve Neck Kiss - Ficlet

[scribblemyname]

Glad you liked!

14. Maria's POV - Drabble

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She felt his mouth warm against the back of her neck and sighed a little, arching into the touch.

Another man might have laughed at her reaction. Steve moved away to hang up her jacket as he opened his mouth to say something concerned about her overworking. She'd seen that worried frown between his eyes and flattening his mouth before when she had clearly spent too long at the office.

Maria didn't give him a chance to say anything. She pulled him down to kiss him fiercely. His mouth found his way to her neck again.

"Like that," she ordered.

18. Sharon/Bucky - Double Drabble

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"I've battened down the hatches," Sharon told him as she came back into the kitchen from checking all entrypoints in her apartment.

She studied the Soldier as he shivered slightly against the counter in the corner. He'd made his way here sometime after SHIELD went down and for some reason, looking at her, asking for help—"You're Peggy's family, right?"—she let him in and let him stay, keeping him secret from SHIELD and the CIA alike.

He noticed her looking at him and opened his mouth. "Thank you," he said, abrupt like he didn't know quite how to handle conversation yet, and from everything she could tell, he really didn't.

Sharon smiled and considered whether it was safe to slowly approach and get food out of the refrigerator to make dinner.

She hadn't expected him to step forward with that speed and grace he'd been known to use in battle, spiking her adrenaline and heart rate, and...

Kiss her.

Warm mouth, softer on hers than she'd ever expected, kissing her gently before he pulled away. Vague uncertainty colored his gaze.

She stared at him, hand on her mouth, then smiled again, uncertain herself. "I'll make dinner," she said softly.