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“Kimi,” he said simply.
Seb’s brain filed that away immediately.
Short, clean and somehow—exactly right.
“Kimi,” Seb repeated, testing it out under his breath before looking back up. “Nice to meet you under less full-contact circumstances.”
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or: Sebastian didn't plan to make a new friend in Austin.
He also didn't plan to fall in love with him over dumb texts, late-night calls and a very questionable understanding of hockey either.
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09 Feb 2026
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“You know you don’t have to just sit there and rot, right?”
Sebastian exhaled. “Kind of hard to do anything else when your career is hanging by a thread and your hip feels like it’s been beaten with a crowbar.”
Lewis didn’t bite. “I was going to wait to ask this, but this feels like a solid low point—so. Want to come to Firn Ridge for a while?”
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or: Sebastian’s career is in shambles after a suspicious fall during a showcase. So naturally he ends up in small town Alaska to fix his board and maybe his future.
He didn’t expect, however, to find someone who might help him with both—if he could convince him that is.
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The Ungraceful Art of Falling by brainless_scarecrow
Fandoms: Captain America - All Media Types
03 Apr 2016
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Bucky Barnes was cold.
He felt like he’d been cold for months now; doing nothing but experiencing one unending chill after another. He’d been cold in England, and again in Italy, and again especially in Austria – both while he was kept in an underground cell, and when he was strapped without cover to the unforgiving metal of Zola’s lab table.
But Steve… Steve Rogers was sunshine. Everything about him was warm, from his crinkly-eyed smile to his white-hot rage. Steve was Coney Island on a summer’s day; lying back on high rooftops to watch fireworks on the 4th of July; drinking stolen whiskey in his parent’s living room…
Loving Steve was a fact – simple and plain, like breathing air or bleeding red; loving Steve was soldered into his skin like a tattoo – it buzzed in his brain like its own kind of high. It was a part of who he was.- Language:
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