#doomcheese

Not only are you one of my favorite creators on every platform, but I had the joy of getting to know you and work with you for the @strangerthingsbigbang And I'm sure I don't have to remind you of the fan girl moment I had when you chose me and my little fic to work on.

CRRAAAAABBBBBBSSSSSSSS!!!!!!

May we proudly present to you a collaboration for the Captain America Big Bang 2018 ( @cabigbang )…

Title: A Direction I Can Take My Shoes By: @doomcheese (artist) and @velvetjinx (author) Link to fic on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16276115/chapters/38061947 Word Count: 26,920 Rating: Mature Main Ship: Stucky (it’s a fairly slow burn tho, let me warn you) Other Pairings: Tony Stark/Vision, Bucky/Thor, Steve/Sharon, Sharon/Brock, Steve/Scott, Bruce Banner/Clint Barton Summary: Steve Rogers, twentysomething, just wants to draw graphic novels. Bucky is a serious author, who just so happens to be serious about magazine articles for bogling and winter skincare dos and don’ts. When all the apartment listings require ‘professional couples only’, well, a guy has to get creative. What can possibly go wrong? Aside from Bronies, paintballing, battling robots, zombies, and their wine-soaked landlord Tony?

Fucking Teen Wolf, man D: I got out, I got clean, and now it’s doing this!

Be prepared—my collaboration with @doomcheese will be posted on OCTOBER 12!

To whet your appetite a little, here’s a snippet of the fic, AKA the Spaced AU that’s been bugging me for over a year and a half.

When Bruce opened the door, he was wearing a green, check patterned three piece suit and green newsboy cap. He looked ridiculous.

“Bruce,” Steve asked, barely able to believe his eyes. “What?”

“Are you going to come after all?” Bruce asked, eyes lighting up.

“Yes, under protest. I just think these things are always a bit pretentious.”

“Oh.” Bruce gestured to his outfit. “How do I look?”

“A bit pretentious.”

“Oh. Do you think I should lose the waistcoat?”

Steve stared. “No, I think you should burn it, because if you lose it you might, you know, find it again.”

“Oh.”

Steve sighed. “Come on, then. Come upstairs and have a drink with us to calm your nerves.”

“Thanks,” Bruce said gratefully, following Steve upstairs.

As they walked in, Bucky was already setting out the glasses. “Aww, Bruce, don’t you look nice?” he said brightly, and Steve grimaced. “Drink?”

Bruce nodded, but Steve shook his head. “I’ll stick to the espresso, thanks. I think if I stop drinking it I’ll fall asleep.”

“Don’t drink so much coffee. It’s not good for your nerves,” Bucky scolded Steve, taking a sip of his own wine.

Getting some strong, jelly related flashbakcs right now.

he's just a lil guy 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 thank you so much 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭