Everything Left Unsaid

 eeeeeh... so, my excuse: friday through sunday were one of the single worst weekends i can recall having, and for most of this time i wasn't fit to get out of bed, let alone write anything worth reading. 

which means i'm horribly behind on my request-filling-ness - but i haven't forgotten! over the course of this next week i will post up fics, in no particular order, as i finish them. i promise! T_T <3

and then back to longfic 8) 

so!

title: taking flak
author: theaviatorfifi 
rating: pg
warnings: none
pairings/characters: steve, tony, mentions of hank and jan
word count: 1108
a/n: this fic is the first of two for arkennes . happy late valentine's day!
prompt: "on their way home, after a long and hard battle, steve and tony kiss in the quinjet :DD"

( The Quinjet engines were a steady roar, half a noise and half a feeling... )

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title: the second week of february
author: theaviatorfifi 
rating: nc-17
warnings: none
pairings/characters: steve, tony, pepper, happy
word count: 3697
a/n: and this fic for the wonderful quintum  <3 happy late valentine's day! god, so this basically just... exploded as i was writing it... because i couldn't bring myself to not resolve it, and then i had a cute plan for how tony would resolve it, and then i remembered that the rating was meant to be nc-17... and it just got longer and longer and now it's over three and a half thousand words. D: 
prompt: "steve remembers v-day. tony forgets. nc-17 and down."

( Tony was not actually very susceptible to jet lag... )

ahh, oh my! i'm de-lurking at last... my name's fi, and i can't sleep. so i wrote something from my big list of fic prompts and figured i could de-lurk with it. it's my first fic for the fandom/pairing/etc, but don't be gentle. constructive criticism is a friend. (;

someday soon i will make porn


title: milder than muscatel
author:theaviatorfifi 
rating: pg
warnings: none
pairings/characters: implied tonyxsteve; jan and peter get cameos
word count: 2219
a/n: the title is from j s bach's coffee cantata. the cut text is from owl city's the technicolor phase. the original idea for this was actually flight_wo_wings ', after he caught me being non functional in the morning.
summary: steve is the ultimate morning person, but just-add-coffee tony is non functional until the good old trimethylxanthine kicks in.

( i am the blue in your back alley view/where the horizon and the rooftops meet )
x-posted to my journal