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Merry Wednesday my doves! I remain [livejournal.com profile] classics_lover hosting this week. Wednesday's theme is Pets. Maybe Peachblossom and Jumphave notions about proper care of Kel, maybe one of the Avengers acquires a kitten, go wild, er, domesticated!

Ahoy hoy my doves. I’m [livejournal.com profile] classics_lover and today's theme is Hurt/Comfort. Prompts can be anything to do with the H/C trope. MAybe someone got a papercut and their SO is giving them extra temderness, maybe somone got bad news and their bff gets a tub of ice cream. Go wild.

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.

Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...

+ Dragon Age, author's choice, no you can't keep a dragonling as a pet!

+ Author's choice (please no SPN), any, having a furry boss (canine or feline or other animal that is The Boss of the Human)

+ Tortall, Peachblossom and Jump and Daine and Kel, Kel understands most of what her horse and dog think but it's great to have a translator

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Re: fill 3/3

Date: 2021-05-28 02:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] canonisrelative.livejournal.com
“Maybe the Wakandan techs could make him a tiny suit of armor?”

“No.”

“He could ride on Redwing.”

“Hell fucking no.”

“We could buy you one of those baby sling things and you could carry him around strapped to your chest? His claws might come in handy in a fight, man, I’m just saying.”

“Sam?”

“Hmm?”

“Why do you want to take our cat into battle?”

“Our cat? Since when is he our cat, I don’t think he even knows I exist. Until I’m opening a can, then he only has eyes for me, which hurts, by the way. Yeah, I’m talking about you, mister.”

It’s not that Sam actually wants to take the cat into battle (not that there’s going to be a battle, dear god please let them get there in time to deescalate the conflict), that would be absurd. It’s just he’s kind of got used to having the little monster around to alert him to Bucky’s moods – more important, to alert Bucky himself. In the last six months he can count Bucky’s bad nights on one hand, while he’s lost track of the number of times he’s seen Bucky catch himself starting to spiral. So yeah, as they hand Tiger over to Sarah and the boys on their way out of town, Sam spares a wish that they could bring him along encased in some kind of bulletproof catsuit – and where has he seen something like that before, hmm – like a very tiny, very cute Team Cap mascot. Oh well.

AJ makes Tiger wave goodbye to them with one tiny paw, calling out in a high-pitched mewling voice that’s apparently what cats sound like according to ten-year-old boys, “I’ll miss you! Come back soon!”

And Bucky, the giant, irrepressible dork that he undeniably is, actually turns around to execute a perfect salute, making Sam flash back powerfully to that one worn and faded photograph that was among Steve’s few treasured possessions from his own time. Snapping his heels together Bucky calls back, “Don’t forget me while I’m gone, sweetheart!” then he’s laughing, teeth flashing while his eyes almost disappear, head tilted up to the clear blue sky while he falls into step beside Sam, slinging an arm around his shoulders and jostling him for a few steps.

Sam’s standing by the driver’s side door, pulling out his keys when Bucky says, just as casual as musing on the weather, “I think we should get Tiger a friend so he’s not lonely when we’re gone.”

“No.” Sam shoots back, jabbing a finger at him over the hood of the car.

“Maybe an all-black one, we could name him—”

No!

“You didn’t even wait to hear my—”

“Hell fucking no, Barnes!”

“Fine.” Bucky glares at him, then slides into the car. Sam’s just turning the engine over when Buck half-leans over to him and says, “Midnight.”

“…excuse me?”

“Black cat. Midnight. What’d you think I was gonna say?”

“I hate you.”

“You seriously thought I was gonna suggest naming a cat after the king of Wakanda? Wow. Thanks, pal. That’s real nice.”

“So much. That is how much I hate you.”

Sam’s checking his blind spot, about to pull into traffic, when Bucky murmurs, “Though I happen to know for a fact that he’d be flattered.”

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