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unfitforsociety ([personal profile] unfitforsociety) wrote2021-10-30 11:25 am

laced drill bits to my pointe shoes

Avengers

a balanced, careful weave by [archiveofourown.org profile] napricot
There are few rituals among the girls of the Red Room, and fewer still that retain some innocence, but this is one of them. The Widows play with each others' hair, combing and curling and brushing and braiding. It's a practical enough pastime that the handlers have never cracked down on it, though they have looked askance whenever the Widows get too creative with their makeshift hairdressing.

Five times someone braids Yelena's hair, and one time she braids someone else's.
I'm not crying, you're crying.

wake up, your life's a wreck by [archiveofourown.org profile] biblionerd07
He knows he's Bucky Barnes. He knows he's dangerous. The rest of it's going to take some time to figure out. Aw, heart.

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