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xtaticpearl:

A Re-Con Essence: Avengers (Leverage AU)

Nick Fury is the security advisor to SHIELD Corporation and CEO Alexander Pierce’s best friend. When Pierce informs him of a potential take-over due to stolen plans and secrets from the company, Fury comes up with the idea of stealing them back. He gathers exceptional people from the unspoken fields to form a unique team of cons led by Captain Rogers, a good man out for revenge from Hydra International for his past. When Fury discovers a dangerous twist to SHIELD’s situation, he is taken out and the team he brought together is put in danger. In the face of threat, this team of loners and cons decides to fight back. To con those who conned them. One win leads to the idea of doing more and the cons decide to use their skills for something more than just money. They decide to avenge those who have been conned by the powerful. They decide to be the Avengers – criminals with an essence of justice. After all, a little re-con hurt only those who deserved to be hurt, right?

I told you all that I would do an Avengers version of Leverage 😛

please consider: Steve the really uptight, clean-cut perfectionist wedding planner & bucky, his grungy tattoo artist bf that scares Steve’s clients when he brings Steve coffee during appointments.

whtaft:

Um. Totes magotes.

  • Steve has a very minimalist, modern office – everything is white and chrome, and there are beautifully-arranged vases of lilies all over the place. When Bucky rolls in with mud-crusted ten year-old Docs and a grungy indie band t-shirt so worn you can practically see his nipple piercings through it, he sticks out.
  • Whenever Steve gets the call that Bucky’s around, Steve drops everything and prances over to him like an over-excited retriever. Clients think it’s endearing to see their wedding planner so in love up until they get a good look at Bucky. Then they’re just confused.
  • Steve has convinced more than one couple to get wedding tattoos at Bucky’s shop. Bucky grouses like it’s a problem, but he secretly loves doing it, and has been caught doodling ideas for he and Steve in the margins of his notebooks.
  • Nobody knows it, but Steve has a full back tattoo, done by Bucky. He had been terrified of needles, but had been so taken with Bucky when they first met that he just dove in, just for an excuse to keep coming back to the shop. When Steve admitted that to Bucky a few months after they started dating, Bucky nearly smacked him. “You spent $3000 just to hang out with me? I would’ve been happy with a cup of coffee.”
  • (Steve thinks it was totally worth it.)
  • Steve is organized to a fault, but he has no brain for numbers. At the end of each month, Bucky pulls his hair back, puts on his glasses, and spends the afternoon crunching numbers at Steve’s office. It’s everyone’s favorite day, because Steve will just sort of sit at his desk and stare dreamily over at Bucky. Bucky will shoot him a glare every so often and tell him to knock it off, but everyone knows he loves it.
  • Sometimes Bucky tags along to weddings when Steve needs an extra helping hand. At some point they’ll end up slow dancing together in a corner, and more than one wedding photographer has caught pics of them whispering sweet things into each other’s ear and put them as examples of their best work on their website.
  • Bucky wants a big wedding. Huge. Monumental.
  • Steve wants to elope. He’ll bring Sam, Bucky will bring Becca, and with the money they’ll save they’ll fuck off to Napa Valley or Paris or the Grand Canyon for a month.
  • They promise each other that they won’t ask the other to get married until they figure out some kind of compromise.
  • That is until Steve finds Bucky’s secret wedding Pinterest board one night while surfing the net and sighs. He goes out and buys rings the next day, and tells him they’ll do a beautiful destination wedding, wherever he wants, however big he wants, because he’s a sap and he just wants to marry this guy already, even if he’s an overly romantic sap who isn’t completely disillusioned with wedding parties.
  • But Steve does his damnedest to make sure that their wedding is the most beautiful wedding he’s ever seen. For Bucky’s sake. 

HOLY SHIT IM IN THE WRONG CAR AU PLZ IF YOU’RE FEELING THE DESIRE

whtaft:

“Holy shit,” Bucky says. “I’m in the wrong car.”

“No shit,” hot dude says.

“To be fair,” Bucky says, “I also have a green Corolla.”

Hot guy levels an impressive glare at him. “This is a blue Passat.”

“To be fair,” Bucky tries again, “I had never had a Long Island Iced Tea before last night.”

The guy nods. “That is fair,” he says, “but I’m also late for an appointment.”

“Oh, where you headed?” Bucky asks, hoisting himself up. He squints a little, looks around. The upholstery is even different than the Corolla, and he can probably blame this on Clint, at the end of the day. Clint was supposed to keep something like this from happening. Then again, it’s probably his fault for trusting Clint to keep something like this from happening, since, y’know, Clint.

“West Campus.“

Bucky straightens up, excited, which is a mistake since it does nothing but make his head pound. “Shit, dude, that’s perfect. Would you mind if I tagged along for the ride? I know I’m the rando who fell asleep in your car, but I can promise you I’m not an axe murderer, and I probably have five dollars for gas money.”

“Well, with an endorsement like that,” hot guy says before turning the car on. He pulls out of his space and Bucky flops back down, happy to lay around while this guy drives him. “I’m Steve, by the way,” the guy says.

“Bucky.” Bucky shuts his eyes. The sun hurts and he doesn’t have his sunglasses.

“So, is your apartment on West Campus?” Steve asks.

Bucky thinks Steve’s a great guy, he really does — a car ride is truly all it takes for Bucky’s good opinion — but if he’s gonna insist on talking while Bucky has a hangover, Bucky’s gonna need some coffee. “Nah, East Campus. But Peggy’s is on West Campus.”

“Peggy’s?” Steve asks as he takes a turn.

“Greasy spoon diner run by an old lesbian couple who can make pancakes that can soak the poison out of your bloodstream, and also your soul. Always go there when I’m hungover.”

Steve chuckles, low and, well, sexy. “That sounds awesome.”

“Mm-hm, it is.” “You want some company?”

Bucky opens an eye. Steve is looking at the road — which he probably should be — cool as a cucumber. “Why, you offering?”

Steve shrugs a shoulder. “My meeting should take ten minutes, fifteen tops. And I’m thinking that if you drank Long Island Iced Teas last night, you were probably looking for company, but if you spent it in my car, you probably didn’t get any.”

Bucky busts up laughing — he can’t help it! Everything Steve’s saying is true.

“I’m gonna take that as a yes.”

“Yes, Jesus, yes!”

“And just so you know, you’re buying.”

“Oh?” Bucky asks. “Why’s that?”

“You barfed on my bumper and I didn’t mention it until just now.”

Bucky thinks he’s in love.

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