#SSB Spring Flash2021

[wonderswritings]

Goodbye

Summary: Saying goodbye is the hardest thing to do, especially when you love them. Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader Warnings: Death, Angst Word Count: 1157 Square Filled: Hologram AN: Written for @star-spangled-bingo​ SSB Spring Flash Bingo 2021

His chest was heaving as he stepped over the rubble, the sight in front of him causing him to jerk to a stop as he gasped.

“No. No, no, no!”

He pulled his helmet off, letting it fall to the ground before he rushed forward, falling to his knees. Hesitantly he reached out, gently turning her so she was lying on her back, tears streaming down his face as he shook his head.

“No.”

She looked, peaceful, except she wasn’t breathing, and there wasn’t a pulse. He leaned down, softly pressing his lips to hers as he closed her eyes.

“I’m so sorry. I-I love you.”

“Steve?”

Steve sniffled, turning. Bucky was standing at the top of the destruction, blood dripping from his forehead. Steve shook his head, tears welling in his eyes as Bucky walked towards him.

“Sh-she’s gone.”

Bucky sighed, reaching out and placing his hand on Steve’s shoulder.

“St-”

“She’s gone and I wasn’t here to protect her.”

Bucky knelt down beside Steve, pulling him into his side as Steve sobbed.

“I love you.”

Steve looked up from where he was sitting, looking over at YN.

“What?”

She grinned, dropping her head into the crook of her arm, slightly shaking her head.

“You heard me.”

Steve shook his head, setting his book down as he stood up.

“I don’t think I did. Say it again, please?”

She smiled as she turned so she was laying on her back as he climbed into bed with her.

“I love you.”

Steve tightened his grip on the casket handle as they walked down the aisle, his face red with tears. This wasn’t supposed to happen. They weren’t supposed to be apart, they weren’t supposed to end this way. They were supposed to get married, watch their kids grow, play with their grandkids, grow old together. But instead he’s saying goodbye, and he’s burying his heart. 

“What about this one?”

Steve looked over at where Bucky was standing, looking down at the ring he was holding, slightly making a face.

“I don’t know, it’s-”

“Too much?”

Steve sighed, shrugging as Bucky handed the ring back to the salesperson. 

“I- I want her to look at and see how much she means to me.”

Bucky sighed, shaking his head.

“Come on punk, you know YN, she doesn’t care about the size of the diamond or whatever. She loves you. You. Besides, your actions’ll show her how much she means to you.”

Steve felt his heart break with each sound of the shovel hitting the dirt, the sound of the dirt hitting the casket ringing in his ears. He was the last to step forward, the shovel practically weighing him down as he shoveled a pile of dirt onto the casket, flashes of their past and their future passing in front of him. He tightened his grip on the shovel, taking a deep breath as he closed his eyes.

“I love you YN, forever and always.”

Steve hesitated in the doorway to their room, but with a deep breath he walked forward, the door closing softly behind him. Looking around he felt the tears welling in his eyes again as he saw her blanket tossed over the side of the couch, her swords leaning up against the wall leading to their room, his hoodie she had ultimately claimed as hers laying on the edge of the bed, her side of the bed unmade, the extra blanket she used tangled with the comforter, her boots he always tripped on no matter where she put them kicked to the side of the room. Steve sat down on the edge of the bed, placing his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking as he cried. He looked up, clenching his jaw before he jumped up, grabbing things and throwing them, flipping things over. He fell to his knees when the room was destroyed, his chest heaving when something caught his eye. He reached over, picking it up. It was a sleek, silver disk, except there was a red line around the edges compared to YN’s other disks that she frequently used. Steve ran his fingers over it, making a face when there was a beeping sound, gasping when an image appeared, dropping the disk to the floor, the image flickering before a bigger image appeared, tears welling in his eyes again when he saw her standing in front of him in her mission outfit. She smiled softly, offering a small wave.

“Hey Stevie. I- I didn’t want to do this, not like this anyway but, I knew-”

She shook her head, making a face.

“No, that’s not right. I had a feeling, a nagging voice inside my head telling me that I needed to do this. This mission, it’s not going to be like the other’s, it’s, this is the end of the line. There’s going to be losses, some really close to home, and I don’t know, but I have a feeling that after today, things are going to be different. We- if you’re seeing this an-and I’m not with you, then I am so sorry. I’m so freaking sorry. I love you. I have always loved you, and I always will love you. I’m such an ass for doing this.”

She shook her head, breathing a half laugh as she reached up, wiping her cheeks.

“But I can’t, I need you to promise me something. And you can hate me for it, I know I would hate you if roles were reversed, but I-I need you to promise me that you won’t let this stop you from living your life. You’re a wonderful person Steve, and you deserve the world. You deserve to be happy, you deserve to be loved and be in love. I’m sorry that it isn’t me. I really, really wish it was me but-”

She shook her head, sniffling as she smiled softly.

“I just need you to know that. I love you. I love you but please, please don’t let this hold you back. Don’t ignore the others, don’t push them away. They’re only trying to help. And don’t, don’t dwell on the could be. We would’ve been great together, we were great together, but now, now you get to be great with someone else, someone who can offer you all the happiness in the world. Just, promise me that you’ll find someone who loves you for you, that makes you happy. Have the white picket fence, the two kids and a dog, the apple pie life. But don’t do it for me, do it for you.”

“YN1 Come on, we’ve got to go!”

She turned, nodding before she turned back around, smiling softly.

“I guess it’s time to go, I-I’ll see you soon Steve. I love you, so freaking much.”

She blew a kiss before she turned, the hologram flickering away. Tears were streaming down his face, his shoulders shaking.

“I-I love you too.”

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[fangirlextraordinaire]

His Girl

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader

Warnings: could be read as a crack fic (maybe?)

Word count: 640

Written for @star-spangled-bingo's SSB SPRING FLASH 2021 Bingo (square: Taken Captive)

Everyone knows that Steve will always go to bat for those he cares about and Odin help whoever gets in his way.  Apparently, these leftover Hydra idiots didn't get that memo when they decided to grab you from your apartment one night.

You could tell these were definitely the lower-level types that never saw any real action. They did the usual chloroform rag but it wasn't enough to knock you out so you just felt like you were having really lucid dreams. Then, they used their real voices and didn't cover their faces. I mean, did they fail Bad Guy 101 or what? The cherry on top was the "ransom call" to Steve. Did these geniuses use a burner phone? Oh no, no, no. It was a phone that one of the guys shares with his mom. No location scrambler, no voice decoder, not even *67. The chloroform was mostly out of your system by now so you got to absorb these dumb-dumbs in their natural habitat, trying to sound menacing when you could see the hand holding the phone was shaking.

"Cap, we have your girl. If you ever want to see her again, give us $10 million dollars in the next 2 hours."

You couldn't help but to toy with them and to keep Steve on the line long enough to track your location. "Hey fellas, why not make it $20? You know Stark has the money." You could see them all nodding like The Three Stooges.

"Cap, make it 20 instead! Place the money in green duffel bags outside of the former SHIELD Headquarters." These geniuses only took you 6 blocks away? My God, were they in for it!

Steve was seething! How dare anyone think of laying a hand on you? He knew you could hold your own in a fight but no one messed with Steve’s loved ones! He stormed towards the common area to round up backup (not that he really needed it with how pissed off he was).

By now, you'd made your way out of the flimsy handcuffs but just needed to stay put for a big longer.  "I think that went well, guys. Steve is very serious about his loved ones so I have no doubt that he'll be here. Say, do you have anything to drink around here? You guys took me before I could grab my before-bed drink."

Just as one of them returned with a bottle of water, a huge hole was below in the wall opposite you.  As the dust settled, you saw those oh-so-comforting stars & stripes along with a deadly spider and a birdman who was not to be toyed with. Nat gave you a smirk as she could tell from your posture that you’d escaped from the handcuffs.

Steve noticed your slight movements and while he, Nat, & Sam distracted the kidnappers, you swiped the legs out from under the one closest to you.  As he went down, he grabbed another who hit his head on the table going down.  The 3rd one tried to run away and ran straight in the wall instead.  If these guys hadn't (clumsily) kidnapped you, he'd almost feel sorry for them.

Nat & Sam rounded up the baddies so that you two could have a moment together. Steve gave a once over to make sure you didn't have any injuries.

"Babe, I'm fine! If anything, you should be checking up on those bozos.  I'm slightly offended that I had a boring kidnapping. The movies make it seem way more exciting than this."

Steve just shook his hand and smiled as the 4 of you walked back to the Quinjet with your prisoners in tow.  He would always worry about you being a potential target but you proved that you could hold your own so maybe he could worry a little less.

[steves-on-a-plane]

Hide & Seek

Written for: @star-spangled-bingo​ 2021!  (& All Caps Flash Bingo!)  Words: 690 SSB Square Filled: Taken Captive All Caps Flash Square Filled: Taken Captive  Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader Warnings: Read is kidnapped, but no depiction of violence!  Summary: Reader is an hour late for lunch with Steve. He can’t shake the feeling something has happened to her. When he learns that she’s been taken, the Captain springs into action.

“Excuse me, Miss?” A man stepped out in front of you on the street.

“Hi.” You greeted him politely and tried to walk past. The man side stepped so that he was still in your way. “Sorry, I’m in a bit of a hurry.” You apologized.

“On your way to see Captain Rogers I imagine.” The man commented. “I’m afraid you’re going to miss that appointment, Miss.” He said before indicating the gun hidden beneath his jacket.

“He’ll come looking for me.” You insisted.

“That’s what we’re counting on.” The man grinned. “Into the car.” He nodded to an all-black car that pulled up beside you. “It would be better for you to come quietly.” You nodded letting them man know that you understood what he was saying. Someone got out of the car and held the door open for you. The last thing you remembered was climbing into the back of the car.

“Hey Gramps, you forget where you are? Need someone to walk you home?” Tony Stark teased Steven when he found the Captain standing in the lobby of the tower, frowning at his watch.

“Ha-ha.” Steve laughed sarcastically. “I’m waiting on [Y/N.]” She was supposed to meet me here for lunch. I suppose she could have gotten hung up with something, but she’s almost an hour late. That’s not like her.”

“I’m sure she’s fine, but if you’re really worried, you can try calling her work.” Tony shrugged.

“Maybe I will. I hate to bother her, but I feel like there’s something else going on here.” As Tony walked away, Steve dialed the number to your office.

No one had heard from you at work. When you didn’t come back from lunch on time, your assistant had assumed that you’d gone to meet a client downtown. She started to panic when Steve explained you’d never arrived to lunch. He tried his best to assure her everything would be fine before ending the call. After all you’d gotten wrapped up in work before.

However, before he’d even hung up the phone, his heart was racing, and his palms were sweaty. He knew something had happened to you. Slightly more troubling than that, he knew that with every second that passed the chances of finding you become slimmer and slimmer. He wished he’d thought to hide a GPS tracker in your purse. He wished he’d noticed sooner that you were missing. He wished he knew where the hell you were.

“We’ll fine her.” Tony insisted.

“How can you be so sure?” Steve questioned, wishing he shared his friend’s confidence. “We’ve tried tracking her phone, it’s been turned off or destroyed. She’s not showing up on any surveillance cameras we have in the city. We don’t even know if she’s in the city.”

“Oh, we know.” Tony disagreed. With a snap of his fingers a hologram map of the city popped up between the two of them. A small red blip was flashing on the edge of the city.

“How?” Steve asked, studying the map.

“Well, someone had to microchip your girlfriend just in case she got kidnapped.” Tony shrugged. “And before you lecture me, it was consensual. I’m not just going around injecting trackers against the will of our loved ones. Now you want to lecture me about this or you want to go get her?”

“This conversation isn’t over.” Steve insisted. He ran from the room to get changed, while he did his phone rang. He answered even though he didn’t recognize the number.

“Captain Rogers, we have something of yours.” A disguised voice said on the other end.

“I’ve noticed.” Steve commented. He tucked his cellphone into the crook of his neck and tugged on the pants to his uniform. “I suppose this is the part where you give me your list of demands?” He huffed.

“We want only one thing, you.” The voice explained.

“Well, that’s good, because you were getting me whether you wanted or not. Congratulations, whoever you are, you’ve officially got my attention. Now you’re going to wish that you hadn’t.” Steve hung up on the kidnapper, finished dressing and grabbed his shield.

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[steves-on-a-plane]

Life Hack

Written for: @star-spangled-bingo​ 2021!  (& All Caps Flash Bingo!)   Words: 1970 SSB Square Filled: Alternate Universe AU  All Caps Flash Square Filled: Science Experiment   Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: None, E for everyone!   Summary: Tony & Steve have created a Youtube channel both as a way for the Team to stay busy & for them to communicate with the outside world. Participation is highly encouraged and when Reader finds out Bucky hasn’t contributed to a single video yet, they enlists his help in testing out some life hacks. 

“What are we doing again?” Bucky questioned. He was standing next to you in the makeshift recording Studio Tony had built in an unused office.

“Making a video for the Youtube channel.” You commented. You inventoried the items on the table in front of you and made sure you had everything you needed.

“And why are we doing that?” Bucky grumbled.

“Because Tony and Steve want everyone to contribute to the channel.” It would surprise no one that the idea to start an Avengers Youtube channel had been Tony Stark’s idea. Actually, the team had always had one, as far back as the early shield days. It was more for publicity. Things like showcasing highlights from non-classified missions, charity events and press conferences were the types of clips that were typically uploaded. There were even occasional interviews from new members as they joined the team.

After the virus had struck, Steve and Tony had been looking for more ways to connect with the public. Tony wanted to have a way to talk with civilians about the real science of everything. While Steve’s motivations were a little more home grown. He wanted to give people on the outside a chance to see what life was like for the Avengers. He wanted people to know that the team was just as suspectable to the virus as the public and that the public could have as much of an impact on fighting this thing as the Avengers did.

“Peter may have let it slip that you haven’t contributed one video to the channel since we started it months ago.” You explained to Bucky. “I know cameras aren’t exactly you’re thing so I figured you could help me out with my segment today. Plus, you’re my favorite.” You said before tapping him on the nose with your index finger. “Ready?”

“Do I have a choice?” He complained beside you. You nodded to Peter who was standing behind the camera and began the video’s intro.

“Hey everyone! It’s [Y/N] here with another segment of the Avengers Quarantine Fifteen! That’s where we give you a fifteen-minute glimpse into what it’s like here at the Avenger’s Compound in Washington, DC.! Today I have a special guest with me, in his Youtube debut, Sergeant Bucky Barnes!” You paused to indicate Bucky who was standing next to you.

“Hey.” He nodded to the camera and offered it an awkward half wave.

“Okay, everyone,” You said looking into the camera. “I know we’re all bored out of our minds. We’ve been quarantining or sheltering in place for what feels like forever! I have to admit I’ve become addicted to watch those weird life hack videos; Buck you know the ones I’m talking about?” You asked him.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He shrugged. He looked past the camera at Peter who tried to wave his attention away.

“Don’t worry you will very soon. For those of you at home who, like Bucky, have no idea what I’m talking about, a life hack is something that’s supposed to make things easier.” You explained.

“Like waterproofing your shoes with beeswax?” Bucky asked excitedly. “That really works!” He insisted.

“Yes, like that.” You nodded. “So today we’re going to be testing out if these internet hacks actually work in a little game I like to call Helpful or Hustle. Okay, here we go.” You pressed play on a video that you’d already queued up on your iPad.

“Is Parker just going to film us watching a video for fifteen minutes?” Bucky asked you with uncertainty. You couldn’t help but laugh.  

“No.” You told him. “We’re gonna watch the hack first, then we’re going to try and recreate it.”

“But they can’t see it.” He commented pointing to the camera.

“They’ll see if after. In editing.” You assured.

“I’ll take care of everything Sergeant Barnes!” Peter called from behind the camera.

“There’s no way that works!” Bucky commented. Together the two of you watch the first hack where a woman deflated a balloon around a phone to act like a protective case. “They think because it’s made of rubber it’s going to protect…Do we have balloons?” He looked down at the table. I want to try this!”

You handed Bucky a balloon and an older cellphone that no one was using anymore. He began to inflate it immediately. At first it took Bucky a few tries to deflate the balloon like the woman in the video did. His initial attempts left him with a completely flat balloon, but after realizing he had to release the air more slowly, He had a rubber seal around the device. Bucky held the phone in his vibranium hand before letting it drop several feet the floor. You both heard the distinct sound of touch screen glass shattering.

“Well, Bucky, Helpful or Hustle?” You questioned as he bent down to pick the phone up.

“I think you already know the answer, [Y/N].” He said, holding the shattered screen for Peter to capture on camera. “I like this game. What’s next?”

“Back to the video.” You said, pointing to the iPad. You both watched the next “hack” Which involved filling a balloon with hot glue, tying it off and then using it as a sink stopper.

“I mean I guess that works.” He commented, scratching the back of his head. “But you know what else works?” He looked into the camera. “Fixing your sink so it has a stopper. If you can’t fix it yourself, hire a plumber. That’s a Hustle, next!” He pressed play again.

“I think you’re going to like this one.” You told him. You watch a video of someone blowing up a balloon using a water bottle, a funnel, vinegar and baking soda.

“Tell me we have the stuff to do this one.” He asked excitedly. “I very much want to know if this works.”

You and Bucky each picked up a balloon. You poured a cup of baking soda into each of the balloons using the funnel. You then filled the water bottle about halfway with vinegar. You had to guess with the measurements as the hack hadn’t provided them.

“Parker, you’re a science kid, is this safe?” Bucky asked Peter as you portioned out the vinegar.

“It’s what most schools use to make volcanos. Should be fine.” Peter nodded.

You and Bucky stretch the end of your balloons over the mouth of your water bottles. You nodded, and on your signal you both held up the balloon so that the baking soda dumped from the balloon into the vinegar. Almost immediately the balloons began to expand.

“[Y/N] look! It’s actually working!” Bucky exclaimed with disbelief.

“Well, I think this is as good a place as any to leave things. I’m afraid to see what happens when we try to remove these balloons. I’m [Y/N]…” You left a pause for Bucky.

“And I’m Bucky!” He said, thins time giving the camera an animated wave.

“This has been the Avengers’ Quarantine Fifteen!” You called, peering over your expanding balloon.

“Cut!” Peter said to let you both know he’d finished recording.

“That was great you guys!” Peter said enthusiastically. “Uh, [Y/N], you might want to take those things outside.”

“Good idea, Parker. I’ll take care of it.” Bucky offered. “Thanks for making me do this. I actually had a lot of fun. We should do it again sometime.” He collected both water bottles and carefully escorted them from the room.

“I have a few more things to film and then I can start editing. I’ll let you both know when it’s live.” Peter explained. You thanked him and started cleaning the room so it would be ready for the next person who needed it.

A little time passed, and you’d help some of the other team members film their own segments. You’d been staying busy doing other things too like raising a quarantine kitten. Yes, even the Avengers were not immune to the desire for new pets after being trapped inside. In hindsight trying to raise a tiny mammal in a giant military compound probably wasn’t a good idea, but you and Mittens were adjusting to each other. You’d almost forgotten about the segment you’d filmed with Bucky until Peter texted you the link one day.

You pressed play and started watching the video. You were surprised to see that Peter had been recording the banter between you and Bucky before you’d officially started filming. He kept every second of it in too, even the part where you booped Bucky on the nose and told him he was your favorite. You felt your cheeks get hot knowing the others were going to razz you about that later.

“Hey [Y/N]!” You heard someone calling your name down the hall. You poked your head out of your dorm room door. Bucky was walking towards you.

“Did you see Parker posted our video?” He pointed to his phone.

“Yeah, I was just watching it. What did you think?” You asked.

“I haven’t watched it yet. I’ve been reading the comments.” He told you. You scrolled through the commented on the video. Your eyes growing wide. It seemed the videos viewers liked seeing Bucky on the channel. They also seemed to really like you and Bucky together.

“I came to ask you, what does ‘Ship It’ mean?” He said.

“Where did you…” You assumed he’d read it in the comments and sure enough as you continued to read on there were plenty of posts with things like ‘Why and I shipping [Y/N] and Bucky so hard?’ and ‘I’m calling it, Bucky x [Y/N], I’ll go down with this ship and in this TED Talk…’

“Well, Bucky Ah…” You fumbled with your words trying to think of exactly how to explain the situation. “Shipping is an internet term for…”

“If you don’t want to tell me, I can just ask Parker or his friend…Ed?” He started to turn.

“No!” You caught him by the elbow. “Trust me, you do not want to ask anyone else about this one. Shipping is a term people use as a way to say they want two people to be a couple. Sometimes they’re already a couple or they may not be together any more and people aren’t ready to let that go. It’s usually about fictional characters but sometimes celebrities too.”

“Oh…Oh!” Bucky stared down at this phone with sudden realization. “So, when they’re saying that they Ship you and I, they’re implying…”

“That they want us to be a couple, yeah.” You nodded uncomfortably. You wished you could melt into the floor or fly away on a jet pack because the truth was, you’d always had a bit of a crush on Bucky. You never thought he’d be into you. You knew that the opinion of hundreds of people online wasn’t going to change anything, but at least someone else had seen a spark, as imaginary as it may be. “It’s a pretty common thing.” You added, trying to fill the awkward air. “Like I might say I ship Tom Hanks and Rita Wilson together because they seem really happy together. I don’t really know them, so it’s not really my place to say…”

“But I know us. So, would it be completely inappropriate for me to say that I also Ship us?” He questioned, looking up from his phone.

“Does being in a video on Youtube with the man you that gets tons of people commenting what a cute couple you’d make, so you’re both finally brave enough to admit that you have feelings for each other, count as a Life Hack?” You asked back.

“As usual, I have no idea what all of that meant, but I’m going to kiss you now okay?” He asked. You nodded ‘Yes’ in response.

[steves-on-a-plane]

Public Relations

Written for: @star-spangled-bingo​ 2021!  (& All Caps Flash Bingo!)     Words: 1563 All Caps Flash Square Filled: “That’s America’s Ass.” Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader   Warnings: none Summary: Reader and Sam assigned to film some videos for the Avenger’s various social media accounts. This happens often and with the two friends spending so much time together, will thier friendship turn into something more?

Most of the Avengers treated PR and press events like a chore. It was just something you all had to do, but very rarely wanted to do. You understood why someone like Tony who’d practically grown up under the media’s microscope would feel that way, but you didn’t. Of course, you also didn’t consider yourself the “A Team.” What had started as a joke between you and Sam Wilson had begun to feel less so over the years. The A Team consisted of the six founding Avengers, everyone who came after that was the B Team.

While the A team was out saving the world, press junkets and creating an online presence often fell into the purview of the B Team. The media team did most of the heavy lifting. They managed everyone’s twitter, instagram and other social media accounts. You were still expected to contribute here and there but the major responsibly was in appearances.  They could be in person or otherwise.

“You know, with Spider kid and the wizard we’ve got almost enough people to start a C team.” Sam Wilson commented as he parked his car in the lot where you’d be filming for the day. You and Sam had been tasked with filming a few segments for the Avenger’s Youtube channel.

“Wilson, I think we’re the C team.” You sighed, getting out of the car.

“Why? Just because they’ve got the two of us coming down here to spend our whole Saturday filming videos like ‘What Type of Cat is Your Favorite Avenger’?” Sam laughed. “You’re looking at it all wrong, [Y/N]. People like us. That’s why we get pulled to do these things so often. They think we have real chemistry.”

“Well, we should. We’re good friends.” You said, heading into the studio.

“Right, friends.” He mumbled before following after you.

As the day went on you and Sam filmed several videos, some together and some separate. A few of the others drop by for an hour or so each just to add a bit of variety. You and Scott Lang filmed a cooking video together where the entire recipe was in French, a language neither of you spoke. The PR team assured you it would get laughs from the audience while showing that Avengers can do anything even if they’d never done it before. On one of your breaks, you watch Bucky and Sam film some type of trivia video that involved knife throwing.

At long last, the day was coming to an end you and Sam had just one video left to film together. It had been nice seeing some other faces around the studio, but you knew what Sam had said earlier was true. When looking at the numbers, videos with you or Sam typically performed better than videos with any other B Team Avengers. Videos with the two of you? They rivaled those of Steve or Tony.

“You doing okay, [Y/N]? That last video looked rough.” Sam asked when you slipped into the stool next to him.

“It’s a miracle nothing caught on fire.” You confessed. “I’m glad Bucky was there because I may have burned the whole studio to the ground on my own. You?”

“I’m ready to get this over with and get some dinner.” He told you.

“Always thinking about food, Wilson.” You smiled. Someone gave you and Sam the signal so that you knew the cameras were going to start rolling. Once filming began, the producer re-explained the concept of the video. You and Sam were going to be show photos of fellow Avengers and had to guess who was in the photo. It was a nice lighthearted video to go out on.

“So it’s like a weirdly specific game a Guess Who.” Sam summarized. “Okay let’s do this. The first photo was of an elbow. Immediately Sam started to laugh. “Now c’mon y’all! How am I supposed to know who that is?”

“It’s Clint.” You answered without hesitation.

“That’s correct. This elbow belongs to Clint Barton.” The producer agreed.

“How the heck?” Sam looked over to you with surprise.

“You can see bruises on his forearm from his recurve bow.” You pointed to the area of the photo where the bruise was barely visible.

“Okay, well I’m gonna need to step it up then. Next Picture.” He rubbed his hands together eagerly. The next photo was a zoomed in image of what looked like brunette hair.

“That’s Bucky!” You exclaimed. “I’d know those chestnut locks anywhere.”

“Do you have an answer sheet over there or something?” Sam questioned. He looked around the set, pretending to search for an answer sheet written somewhere.

“No, but we did just have lunch today so maybe he’s fresh on my mind. Tell you what I’ll let you get a head start on the next one.” You offered. The photo changed to someone’s backside. Almost immediately you recognized a pair of what could only be described as “dad khakis.” You knew that derriere could only belong to one Avenger. Sam took a few minutes to scrutinize the photo before looking to you.

“Go ahead.” He said impatiently. “I can see you biting your lip over there trying to hold back.”

“I-ah…” You realized he was right, you’d been biting your lip since the producer changed the image. “C’mon Sam, it’s an obvious one!” You gestured towards the photo trying to help him out.

“Obviously not!” Sam quipped.

“That is America’s Ass!” You said, leaping up of your stool. Sam began to laugh again. “Can’t you tell that’s Steve?”

“Well excuse me for not knowing what all of my co-workers butts look like!” He chuckled. The producer changed the photo again and announced it would be the last one. This time the photo was a close up of an eye. It was a beautiful eye with slight flecks of gold towards the edges. It was gorgeous, but it was ruining your perfect streak because you couldn’t identify who the eye belonged to.

“Cmon!” Sam was grinning widely now. “You don’t know whose eye that is?”

“Oh, and you do?” You raised an eyebrow at him and laughed. “You haven’t gotten one of these right yet!”

“As a matter of fact, I know exactly who those eyes belong to. Those stunning eyes belong to the equally as stunning [Y/N].” Sam answered confidently.

“Correct. [Y/N], those are your eyes.” The producer agreed. You and Sam wrapped up the video, by filming a quick outro. After getting all clear from producers, you and Sam were done for the day. You left the studio and walked back towards his car.

“You know it’s crazy how observant you are.” Sam commented. “I mean that thing about Clint, that wasn’t scripted right? Or did you actually notice that?”

“No of course it wasn’t scripted.” You answered. You’d reached his car by now. The two of you were talking to each other over the hood of his car. “But I mean I obviously wasn’t that observant. I didn’t recognize my own eyes. What an idiot.”

“You’re not an idiot, you’re just not used to looking at your own eyes. Who is?” Sam shrugged from the other side of the vehicle.

“Are you saying that you knew those were my eyes because you’re used to staring at them?” You teased him.

“I been lost in them a time or two.” He confessed casually. You felt your cheeks flush at the compliment.

“I’m glad we got to spend the day together, Sam. Believe it or not, I look forward to our Saturday Studio dates.” You said before getting into the passenger’s seat of Sam’s car.

“You know,” Sam opened his driver’s side door and leaned into the car. “We could make it an official date. I’m thinking dinner and a movie?”

“A date with the oh so charming Sam Wilson?” You questioned in an old timey Southern Belle voice. “If I should be so lucky!”

“Alright, alright, it was just a suggestion.” He shook his head and climbed behind the steering wheel. “You don’t have to mock me.”

“Sam, I wasn’t trying to mock you.” You promised very seriously. “I’d love to go on a date with you.”

“You don’t have to pity me.” Sam said, a smirk already working its way onto his face as he back out of his parking spot. You reached over and put your left hand on his right knee.

“I’m not pitying you, but I am a little exhausted, so you’ll have to forgive me if this comes off as less than authentic. I’ve been hoping that you’d ask me on a date since Steve first introduced us. I even though about asking you out a few times, but then we started working together more and I didn’t want to jeopardize our friendship or make it awkward…”

“Awkward?” Sam repeated. “Impossible, we go together like Peanut butter and jelly!”

“I don’t like jelly.” You told him wrinkling up your face in disgust.

“What about Nutella? You like Nutella? Of course, you do, everybody does. We’ll be peanut butter and Nutella then.” He amended his statement.

“Mmm now I kind of want peanut butter and Nutella crepes.” You hummed, imagining the sweet flavorful pastry.

“Well, lucky for you, I know an amazing creperie on the other side of town. It’s a perfect place for our first date.” He decided.

[steves-on-a-plane]

What Happens Next?

Written for: @star-spangled-bingo​ 2021!  (& All Caps Flash Bingo!)   Words: 947 All Caps Flash Square Filled: “What do you think I’ve been doing?” Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader   Warnings: Some swearing Summary: Reader was left behind during The Blip while Bucky had been among the disappeared. It had been hard for Reader to adjust to life without him, but they’re finding it even harder to adjust to life now that he’s returned. 

The Blip. That’s what officials had been calling it. Who were the officials? You didn’t know. It sure as hell wasn’t the team. There weren’t enough members of the team left to name or create anything. It had been hard walking away from everything after Thanos was gone for good. You’d originally become an Avenger for the same reason the others did. You wanted to save the world. Problem was, there wasn’t much of a world to be saved after the final snap. So when Thanos fell, in a way so did the Avengers.

“You’ve been staring at that same page an awful long time.” Your husband commented. You looked up from the book you’d been pretending to read. It had been a few months since everything had ended. The two of you had been trying to give civilian life your best shot. The truth was, you were struggling more than he was and he knew it.

“It’s a good book.” You commended with a shrug.

“I don’t think that’s what it is.” He frowned. “You want to talk about it?”

“Talk about the book?” You asked. “It’s just Twilight; New Moon. You don’t want to talk about it.”

“No, I meant do you want to talk about what’s on your mind.” He offered.

“I’m fine, Hon.” You reached over and held Bucky’s hand. “I was just reading the part of the book where Edward left Bella. It brought up some stuff about The Blip and I got a little lost on my head. That’s all.”

“[Y/N], you know I didn’t leave you on purpose...” Bucky began, his voice weighed down with guilt.

“Of course, I know that.” You answered trying not to snap at him. This was exactly the kind of conversation you’d wanted to avoid. The love of your life had disappeared for five years. Along with some of your best friends and hundreds of thousands of other people. When they came back everyone from the Blip looked exactly the same. To them it even felt like no time at all had passed. While those of you who’d been left behind had to keeping living and aging. “It’s not like Thanos gave us a choice. ‘Hey did you want to be Blipped’?”

“I’m sorry [Y/N]…” Bucky tried again.

“Why are you apologizing?” You slammed your book closed. “I already told you, I’m fine!”

“Well, your words are saying your fine, but your tone is saying you want to strangle me.” He answered back calmly.

“I don’t…it’s not you.” You sighed. “There’s nothing you can do, Buck. I just have to get through this on my own.”

“Hey, I’m here now.” He said reaching for your other hand. “I know it seems crazy, I have a bad habit of disappearing, but I’m not going anywhere. I’m here and we’ll get through this together.”

“Together!” You scoffed. You pulled both your hands away and got up from the couch. “Don’t you see there is not together Bucky. The Blip practically changed nothing for you! You said it yourself you came right back, it felt like only a few seconds had passed. To people who were left behind? It changed everything! I waited two years for you to come back. Two years before I had to accept that I was never going to see you again. Steve tried his best to help. He gave us all these speeches about how the people who were gone wouldn’t want us to stop living. Then it turns out that was all bullshit because the first chance he had, he got the hell out of Dodge and snuck back in time.” You were pacing the length of the room now ranting about all the things that you’d been holding in for months.

“Rogers was doing the best that he could. You were all doing what you needed to in order to survive.” Bucky took advantage of your pause to interject. “Sam said the people who were left behind in the Blip have some of the worst cases of PTSD they’ve ever seen. It’s going to take a lot of work to repair that kind of damage…”

“What do you think I’ve been doing?” You snapped. “I’m trying to ignore the fact that I’m five years older and you came back looking not a day older. Not that I ever thought we’d age the same rate but…Look it’s not like I’m just trying to go back to what we had. I knew there was going to be an adjustment period. But it’s not that easy to open back up to someone after you’ve stopped loving them.” You immediately brought a hand up to your mouth. You’d accidentally confessed something you hadn’t even admitted to yourself yet.

“Buck…James I…” You stammered.

“It’s okay.” He told you, not moving from the couch. “I asked you to open up. I could tell something’s been bothering you for a while I just…didn’t imagine it was that.”

“I’m sorry. I’m so, so, sorry.” You mumbled, tears filling in your eyes.

“Hey, don’t be.” He insisted, his tone soft and understanding. “It’s okay. We’ll get through this. Whatever you need.”

“I need a break.” You told him quietly.

“Okay.” Bucky nodded. He rose to his feet. “I’ll go pack. I’ll stay with Sam.”

“No.” You insisted. Your tears spilled over, leaving a trail down your cheeks. “You’re still my best friend. I don’t want to be alone here. I just need a break from trying so hard.”

“Like I said, whatever you need.” He agreed. “Would it be alright for me to offer you a hug, as your best friend?” He offered.

“I’d like that very much.” You nodded.

[steves-on-a-plane]

I’ll Be Seeing You

Written for: @star-spangled-bingo​ 2021!  (& All Caps Flash Bingo!)       Words: 1526  All Caps Flash Square Filled: Learning Together Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes (Stucky) Warnings: none, all content SFW.  Summary: Bucky and Steve go on their first camping trip together in ninety years. When Steve forgets to pack his own tent, the cool night air turns steamy...

“You two all ready for your big camping trip?” Sam asked Bucky and Steve as they loaded up the latter’s SUV.

“Sure, you don’t want to come with us?” Steve offered again as he stuffed two extra-large sleeping bags into his trunk.

“Am I sure I don’t want to be out in the hot sun for three days with nothing but mosquitos and Lyme disease?” Sam laughed. “Yeah, I’m sure. Besides, someone’s got to protect and service while you two are out in the woods playing Rambo.” Sam wished both his friends a safe trip before jogging back inside the compound.

“Which one of us is Rambo?” Steve asked Bucky.

“Get in the car, Rogers.” Bucky shook his head. He hopped into the front passenger’s seat and waited for Steve to slip behind the steering wheel.

“This is nice.” Steve gripped the steering wheel eagerly. “When was the last time we went camping together?”

“Twenty-Nine? Maybe? That one year we were in the scouts.” Bucky tried to recall.

“So, a solid ninety years ago? This will be fun.” Steve seemed confident. He started his vehicle and began piloting it out of the Compound’s long driveway. They still had a journey ahead of themselves until they reached the nearest campground in Virginia.

“You know, Shuri taught me that you can put music on these things?” Bucky indicated his smartphone. “So I asked her to help me do it. This is one of my favorite songs.” He tapped on the first song in the playlist.

As the song began to play on the SUV speakers, Steve was first impressed that Buck had figured out how to work the Bluetooth thing in his car. He then began to listen to the song. It was I’ll Be Seeing You this particular recording was being sung by Billie Holiday and still had that microphone crackle that all old recording once had. The song went on to say how Billie would be seeing someone in all their old familiar places. Lovely summer’s days, the moon and even the park. Steve understood why Bucky would like the song so much. It was how he’d always felt about his best friend.

There wasn’t a day that went by when Steve didn’t think of Bucky. Not before or during the war and certainly not after. He often found himself “seeing” Bucky everywhere he went. Whether it was imagining the two of them dining together in a small café or strolling together down a Brooklyn street. But you don’t have to pretend anymore. He reminded himself as the song reached its conclusion.

“Now this next one is because I know how much you like the movies.” The unmistakable tune of Somewhere Over the Rainbow began to play next. Steve couldn’t help but sing along.

“There’s a land that I’ve heard of, once in a lullaby. C’mon Buck, Sing with me!” He insisted.

“I’m not going to do that.” Bucky frowned.

“It’s just us, who are you trying to impress?” Steve laughed. “Someday I’ll wish upon a star…”

“And wake up where the clouds are far behind…” Bucky crooned reluctantly.

“That’s it!” Steve nodded, encouragingly. “That’s where you’ll find me!”

Bucky always hated singing, but music and movies made Steve happy. Especially back in the pre-serum days when he was weak, nothing brought a smile to Steve Rogers like belting out his favorite tune. So Bucky was going to suffer the entire four hour car ride to the camp ground just to watch his best friend light up beside him. He’d known for almost a century that he’d do anything for Steve Rogers.

“Well, here we are.” Bucky announced as if Steve wasn’t the one following the GPS directions to their campsite. Steve parked his SUV in the designated parking spot and the two began unloading their gear. “Should we start with the tents first or get a fire going?”

“I say divide and conquer.” “Steve breathed. “Get the most out of what little daylight we have left. I’ll pitch the tents and you can get the firewood?”

“Last one to finish has to cook dinner?” Bucky suggested.

“Bring it on.” Steve agreed.

While Steve dug around in the trunk of the SUV, looking for the tents, Bucky skulked off into the woods in search of firewood. Twenty minutes later, Bucky had a decent pile of wood gathered and started building his fire. He noticed Steve had managed to only set up one tent so far.

“Rogers, where are you sleeping this weekend?” He asked nodding at the single tent.

“Yeah, about that…” Steve rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “Apparently we only packed one tent.”

“That’s my tent.” Bucky commented, continuing to work on his fire. “So really, it’s not that we only packed one tent it’s that you didn’t pack any tent.”

“It appears that way.” Steve sighed, dropping his hand to his side.

“Don’t worry Rogers, my parents taught me how to share. There’s plenty of room for both of us.” Bucky smiled and turned back to his fire which he was just about to light.

“Only seems fair I cook dinner.” Steve offered. “I’ll finish setting up camp. That give you enough time to finish the fire?”

“Fire’s finished.” Bucky said, fanning at his small spark. After a few seconds, he produced a small flame. “All that’s left to do is kick back and watch you cook.”

Bucky set up the two foldable chairs Steve had managed to excavate from the back of the SUV and took a seat. He was sure to angle his chair so that he could watch Rogers single handedly unpack their equipment. It wasn’t a particularly warm night, but carrying the equipment certainly had Steve sweating. He peeled off his sweat soaked shirt before hefting their cooler out of the vehicle.

“You know Rogers,” Bucky commented getting out of his seat to remove a beer from the cooler. “I’m not that hungry. He twisted the top off his drink and pressed the bottle to his lips.

“We haven’t eaten all day.” Steve huffed as he watched his friend down the cold beverage. “How can you not be hungry?” Bucky just shrugged in response. “We could skip dinner and go right to campfire songs…” Steve teased.

“I’d literally rather chop my good arm off.” Bucky countered.

“Fine, fine.” Steve shook his head in surrender. “What’s your opinion on s’mores?”

“You’re not going to stop until I do one of these manufactured-idealized camping moments with you, are you?”

“I’m not going to force your hand Buck…” Steve laughed.

“Where are the marshmallows?” Bucky rolled his eyes.

Three bags of marshmallows, several chocolate bars and a sunset later, Bucky and Steve sat in their folding chairs and watched their fire die down. Bucky stretched and yawned, now full of gelatin, sugar, crackers and chocolate he was ready for bed. Steve couldn’t help himself but yawn too.

“Ready to hit the hay?” He asked his best friend.

“Yeah I could call it.” Bucky agreed.

He got to his feet and made his way over to the tent. Bucky kicked off his shoed and climbed into the tent. Steve followed him. He turned on their magnetic tent light so that they could get ready for bed. As both men stripped down their boxes, Steve noticed for the first time to amount of scars covering his best friend’s body. He couldn’t help but wonder what the hell was strong enough to scar a super soldier.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Bucky commented sarcastically. He felt uncomfortable under Steve’s gaze.

“I-I wasn’t…I Just…” Steve fumbled for an explanation. Bucky watched his friend’s cheeks flush in the dim lighting. The two were so close together in the tent they could practically feel each other’s breath.

“Oh these old things?” Bucky joked. He trailed one scar that ran across his chest and up over his shoulder. “Most of ‘em don’t hurt much anymore.”

“What about the other ones?” Steve sighed, his breath shaky.  

“You get used to it.” Bucky shrugged.

“Could I…” Steve reached out cautiously. His fingers brushed the same scar that Bucky’s had just traveled. His friend shivered slightly at the touch. “Sorry…” Steve started to pull back, but Bucky caught his wrist.

“it’s okay, I’m not made of glass.” He said in a gruff tone.

The two men locked eyes. Bucky wasn’t sure if he leaned into Steve or if Steve had moved towards him, But the two men shared a silent agreement as they pressed their lips together. It was everything Bucky had been dreaming of since before the war. Bucky moved his arms so that he was holding Steve and just as he was about to part his lips, he felt Steve’s hands push his shoulders away.

“I’m sorry!” Bucky apologized immediately.

“No, No.” Steve mumbled rubbing Bucky’s shoulders. “I’m sorry. It’s just…I’ve never done something like this before.”

“Neither have I. Do you want to stop?” Bucky asked with genuine concern.

“No.” Steve answered.

“Can we just, ah, take it slow?” Steve bit his lip.

“As slow as you want, Baby.” Bucky promised, gong back in for another kiss.

[steves-on-a-plane]

Character Study

Written for: @star-spangled-bingo​​ 2021!  (& All Caps Flash Bingo!)     Words: 835  All Caps Flash Square Filled: Hologram Pairing: None, general fic   Warnings: none Summary: With all the Avengers officially moved into the Compound, the old Tower is being turned into a museum. Reader is a Stark Industries employee tasked with creating holograms of each Avenger. That’s when she meet’s Captain America for the first time.

“S’cuse me, Ma’am?” You smiled when you saw Steve Rogers looming by your lab door. “I hope ‘m not interrupting anything…”

“Not at all.” You assured him with a smile. “You’re my next victim. C’mon in.” You waved him inside the lab. “Captain Rogers, my name is [Y/N] [Y/L/N]. I obviously know you’re name, and I work for Mr. Stark indirectly at Stark Industries. We all have a bit of free range to work on what we want within reason. My area of expertise is artificial intelligences.”

“Artificial? Like F.R.I.D.A.Y. and Vision?” Steve asked.

“Exactly. Did anyone explain to you why you’re here?” You questioned.

“Not exactly no.” Steve frowned. “I know it has something to do with the museum.”

“Yes.” You nodded. “As you know Mr. Stark has decided the former Avengers’ Tower will now be turned into a museum. It was really important to him that we find a way for it to feel like the Avengers are there at the museum interacting with guests without you actually having to be there every day.”

“I’m guessing that’s where the artificial intelligence comes into play.” Steve surmised.

“You got it.” You agreed. “Mr. Stark said you’d require a lot of explanation but I think I got more questions from Dr. Banner.”

“I’ve learned when it comes to modern technology, I rarely understand most of it so there’s no point in asking.” He shrugged.

“Well, if you do have any questions, I’m happy to explain anything.” You clapped your hands together to get down to business. “So, this should be a quick and easy afternoon for you. The first thing we’re going to do is two full body scans. One of you in your uniform and one without. Maybe three? One with the shield? People love the shield. Lastly I’ll have you record a few lines and that’ll be it.”

“How does taking pictures help with feeling like the Avengers are really there?” Steve wondered.

“How familiar are you with holograms, Captain?” You asked him.

“Holograms? They’re those kinds of blue three-dimensional things, right? Like when Tony uses his computer without the computer?” Steve explained it the best way that he could.

“That’s usually how they look in movies and TV shows.” You agreed. “But think of it like the Iron Legion compared to The Vision. The Iron Legion had artificial intelligences sure, but Vision is a more refined high functioning AI.”

“So, your holograms are going to be more refined than what people are used to seeing?” Steve wanted to make sure it was following along.

“That’s right.” You nodded again. “That’s why the body scans are so important. I want my holograms to be so realistic that someone coming to the museum wouldn’t feel like they’re talking to the real Captain Rogers. Are you ready?”

“Absolutely, Ma’am. You just tell me where you need me.” Steve put his cowl on and picked up his shield.

“Right into the scanner.” You gestured to a raised platform in the center of the lab. “It shouldn’t take more than a few minutes, but I have to ask you to stay completely still until I give you the okay to move again.”

Steve stepped up to the platform. You instructed him to up straight and reminded him once again to stand completely still. The Captain barely moved an inch while your high-definition cameras began circling around him. After two minutes you gave him all clear.  He handed his shield down to you and you repeated the process again without his shield. When the second set of photos was complete, the Captain stepped down from platform taking a break. He heaved a great sigh, allowing his muscles to relax.

“That was good.” You told him. “Just one more times and we move onto voice recording.”

“Can I see what it looks like?” He asked.

“Sorry Cap, if I showed it to you now, it would just be a bunch of photos.” You apologized. “But I have been working on the others. I can show you Mr. Stark’s hologram. He can’t talk to you just yet, but at least you’ll get a good idea of what I’m aiming for.”

You tapped a few buttons on your keyboard and suddenly Tony Stark appeared in the room, standing next to Steve. Of course, it wasn’t the real Tony but his hologram. Hologram Tony stared blankly ahead, with his arms at his sides.

“All of this is from pictures?” Steve remarked. He studied the hologram closely. “This is incredible! It’s like he’s standing here with us.”

“Imagine how impressive he’ll be when he can speak for himself.” You tapped the keys again and hologram Tony disappeared.

“I’m not sure I want him too.” Steve chuckled.  “Okay, you need one more set of photos from me right?”

“Right.” You nodded. “This time with no clothes on, for science of course.” You insisted.

“I’ve done worse things for science than undress in front of a nice girl.” Steve smiled as he began to undress.

[steves-on-a-plane]

Stuck With You

Written for: @star-spangled-bingo​​ 2021!  (& All Caps Flash Bingo!)       Words: 437   All Caps Flash Square Filled: Playful Relationship Pairing: None, General Fic Warnings: none, all content SFW.  Cast of Characters: Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes  Summary: Sam and Bucky are put in charge of moving equipment from the old Avengers HQ to the new one. 

“Here, I got you a coffee.” Sam said as he handed Bucky a paper cup. They were on a road trip reluctantly helping Tony move some things from the old Avengers Tower to the New Compound. They’d been on the road for just under an hour and had to stop for gas.

“Did you put in on the company card?” Bucky asked as Sam started the car. “Then you didn’t really get me a coffee. Stark did.” Still, he brought the plastic lid to his lips. Sam was just pulling out of the gas station when he saw Bucky spitting out the window.

“Did you just spit out the window? What are you, fifteen?” He demanded.

“What the hell is this?” Bucky gestured to the paper cup.

“Gas station coffee, man.” Sam laughed. “It’s not the best but it’s also not poison. You can’t be spitting out of the car like that, it’s obscene.”

“No.” Bucky shook his head. “No, what’s obscene is giving a man straight black coffee from a gas station.” He grimaced.

“My bad.” Sam shrugged. “I just figured black coffee goes along with your whole…ya know.” Sam waved his right hand around dramatically. “Vibe.”

“My vibe? That’s not how you order a damn coffee, Wilson.” Bucky grumbled. He dropped the coffee down in an empty cup holder. This caused hot coffee to splash in every direction, with a small amount even landing on Sam’s hand.

“Will you settle down?” Sam hissed, shaking his burnt hand. “I swear my nephews behave better on road trips. There’s cream and sugar in the bag.” Sam pointed to a small paper bag between them.

“You should have just said that in the first place.” Bucky pouted. “Oh…I think we were supposed to take that exit.” Bucky announced when it was too late and Sam had already missed the turn.

“You have the GPS. What do you mean you think?” Sam hissed.

“Hang on! Let me check!” Bucky snapped. “People these days always in a rush…”

“In a rush?” Sam huffed. “You made us miss the turn with your coffee drama.”

“Alright!” Bucky raised his voice. “I’m looking.”

“Well look faster!” Sam snapped.

“You can still take the next exit.” Bucky huffed. “Just turn here…I said turn here!”

“If you raise your voice at me one more time…” Sam mumbled under his breath.

“You asked me for directions, I’m giving you the directions!” Bucky argued.

“Well, you can stop now!” Sam complained.

“Fine. I won’t say another word.” Bucky shook his head. A beat passed, he reached for his cup again. He took a sip. “This coffee sucks.”

[steves-on-a-plane]

Star Spangle Bingo Flash Bingo 2021 Masterlist

Hide & Seek - January 21st  Words: 690   Square Filled: Taken Captive   Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Domino Effect - January 22nd Words: 516 Square Filled: Caught In The Rain Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader 

Life Hack - January 25th  Words: 1970 Square Filled: Science Experiment Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Homefront Hero - February 6th Words: 1161 Square Filled: Crossover Pairing: None  Characters: Steve Rogers, Molly McIntire

What Happens Next? - February 6th  Words: 947  Square Filled: “What do you think I’ve been doing?”   Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Public Relations - March 15th Words: 1563 Square Filled: “That’s America’s Ass.” Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader

Character Study - March 18th Words: 835 Square Filled: Hologram  Pairing: None

I’ll Be Seeing You - March 31st Words: 1526 Square Filled: Learning Together  Pairing: Stucky (Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes)

Stuck With You - April 10th  words: 437 Square Filled: Playful Relationship  paring: none

[steves-on-a-plane]

Domino Effect

Written for: @star-spangled-bingo​ 2021: All Caps Flash Bingo!  Words: 516 All Caps Flash Square Filled: Caught In The Rain Pairing: Sam Wilson x Reader Warnings: None, E for everyone!  Summary: Reader and Sam are on a road trip when their tire gets a flat. Reader is not happy when they find out Sam didn't pack a spare. From their it’s a domino effect of “What could possibly go wrong next?” 

“Of course, I’m mad!” You huffed.  You and your boyfriend were standing outside of his car staring at his rear right tire. It was definitely flat. “Who doesn’t bring a spare tire on a road trip?”

“Obviously someone who thinks they won’t need it!” Sam countered. “I haven’t needed a spare tire once in my life. I take good care of my car. Must have run over a rock or some broken glass.” He looked back at the stretch of road you’d passed for something that may have caused the flat.  

“Right.” You commented not buying his story.

“C’mon Baby, there’s no reason to get so upset.” He told you as he pulled his phone out f his pocket. “GPS says nearest town is…four miles away. That’s not too bad. We can call a tow truck! Let me just…uh oh…”

“What now?” You asked, recognizing that you were being a little snippy with him.

“My phone died.” He confessed quietly.

“How did you not make sure your phone was charged?” You whined. “It’s okay. We can use my…”

“Ohh,” Sam laughed as he took in the expression on your face. “How did you not make sure your phone was charged?” He mimicked you. “Horse isn’t so high over there is it?” He continued to laugh. “At least we can charge them in here.” He started walking around the car to the driver’s side.

The timing was like something out of a movie. You felt a rain drop on the back of your hand. You turned your hand and caught a second rain drop in your palm. Then another and another. In a matter of seconds, it was pouring rain. You looked over the car at Sam. When the two of you locked eyes, you couldn’t help but laugh.

“At least it’s warm rain.” He called out to you between chuckles.

“Don’t say that! You’ll jinx us!” You shouted over the rain with fake horror.

“I thought you like rain!” He yelled back.

“Doesn’t mean I want to be stuck in it.” You told him. Sam walked back over to you.

“You know,” He said, caressing your cheek, “Rain like this might take a while for a tow truck to get to us. Low visibility, plenty of time too…”

“In the car? What are we fifteen?” You questioned.

“C’mon, it’ll be fun.” He insisted.

“Alright.” You agreed.

“Alright!” Sam clapped his hands together excitedly. “Your chariot awaits…” Sam put his hand on the rear right door. It didn’t budge. “No worries I’ll just…” He moved to the passenger’s side door only to find that it too was locked. Same checked the other two remaining doors too find that they were also locked.

“Keys?” You suggested hopefully. You watched Sam pat himself down several times.

“Don’t you have them?” He asked at last.

“You were driving! Why would I…” You wondered checking your pockets just the same.

“[Y/N], I found the keys but you’re not going to like where they are…” You followed Sam’s gaze to the car’s ignition where the key to the car was still inserted.

[steves-on-a-plane]

Homefront Hero

Written for: @star-spangled-bingo​ 2021!  (& All Caps Flash Bingo!)   *Crossover Fic*  Words: 1161 All Caps Flash Square Filled: Crossover  Pairing: No pairing, general fic! Cast Of Characters: Steve Rogers & Molly McIntire Warnings: None, E for everyone!   Summary: Nine-Year-Old Molly McIntire and her friends are excited for the town’s “Helping From the Homefront.” event. Molly will be performing a special tap solo and the one and Only Captain America is coming to town. Molly wonders if she’ll get a chance to meet the famous Captain since she’s performing in the show with him. 

The town of Jefferson, Illinois was deck out in stars and stripes from nearly every visible street corner. The town council had wanted everyone to display their most patriotic decorations as part of an event happing that weekend, “Helping From the Homefront.” The event was going to showcase all of the different ways people could contribute to the war effort from home.

There would be exhibitions on things like the best way to start a victory garden and cooking recipes with substitutions for rationed items. What had most of the town really jazzed up was the War Bond rally that was supposed to kick off on Saturday morning. While intended as a way to encourage folks to buy war bonds the rally would also feature entertainment. Something that had been in short supply since the war had started.

No one was more excited for the rally than nine-year-old Molly McIntire. Not only was Molly getting to perform a tap solo at the rally with the rest of her dance school. The special guest coming to town wasn’t a movie star like Melody Moore or a local radio host giving a speech. Instead, it was Captain America! Molly had been seeing clips of Captain America traveling the country selling war bonds during the news reels before movies at the cinema for months. She never dreamed that Jefferson would be lucky enough to host him.

“Molly, do you think you’ll get to meet Captain America since you’ll be dancing in the show?” One of Molly’s very best friend’s, Susan, asked. The two girls were walking with their other best friend Linda. They were on their way home from tap rehearsal, their last one before the rally.

“We’re all dancing in the show.” Linda reminded Susan.

“I know, but Molly’s the star!” Susan exclaimed.

“I don’t know, but I asked Jill to help me curl my hair just in case!” Jill was Molly’s older sister and though they didn’t always get along, even Jill couldn’t deny that Captain America was a dreamboat.

“Excuse me, girls.” Molly, Linda and Susan had been so busy chatting about Captain America’s visit they did notice a man approaching them from the other end of the street. They’d nearly collided with him before he said something.

“Sorry!” All three girls apologized.

“It’s alright.” The man assured them. He was wearing a plaid blue and brown button up shirt tucked into a pair of tan slacks. There was something familiar about him, but Molly couldn’t quite place it. “We you girl’s talking about Captain America?”

“Yes.” Lind confessed. “We’re all terribly excited that he’s coming.”

“I imagine you are. He seems like a swell fella.” The man seemed to laugh at a joke only he would understand. “Say I’m new to town and pretty turned around here. Any chance you could point me in the direction of…” He paused to glance down at a slip of paper in his hands. “467 Oak Street?” The Three girls exchanged a look.

“Molly isn’t that your…” Susan began to ask but Molly shushed her.

“Why do you need directions to there?” Molly asked, trying her best to sound inquisitive and not huffy.

“I’m here as part of the War Bonds rally.” The man explained. “There were some last-minute changes to our accommodations and a few of us are spending the weekend with host families who were kind enough to put us up. That’ the address of mine.”

“We can show you the way.” Molly volunteered. “That’s my address.”

“Well, that’s mighty lucky for me then.” The man smiled.

“I’m Molly, that’s Linda, and Susan.” She introduced.

“You can call me Steve.” He told her.

“Nice to meet you Steve.” Molly smiled. They began walking again towards Molly’s house.

“Steve, what do you do at War Bond rallies?” Linda asked.

“Have you met Captain America?” Susan questioned.

“I do lots of different things.” Steve shrugged. “Mostly I give speeches about why the war bonds are important. I’ve met Captain America once or twice.” He smirked.

“Really?” All three girls exclaimed as they turned onto Oak Street.

“What’s he like?” Molly wanted to know.

“Same as everybody else.” Steve insisted.

“There’s no way.” Susan disagreed. “Captain America is really strong!”

“Well, here we are.” Molly announced as they reached her address. “Everyone wait here, I’ll go get Mom.”

Molly entered the house to find her Mom had already gathered everyone else in the living room. Jill was sitting on the couch with their five-year-old brother Brad. Their fifteen-year-old brother Ricky was sitting beside them.

“Oh, good! Molly, you’re home.” Mom smiled when she spotted Molly. “You’re just in time to hear my big announcement. Apparently, there was a problem at the hotel some of the folks were staying in and so they asked for volunteers for a few of the people in down to hosts our guests.”

“I know.” Molly told her. “I’ve met ours already!”

“You have? How?” Mom asked.

“He was lost and happened to run into Susan, Linda and me.” Molly explained. “He’s waiting outside.”

“Outside?” Mom repeated already walking toward the front door. Sure enough there was a Blonde man standing there, getting bombarded with questions from Linda and Susan. Girls!” Mrs. McIntire called out to Linda and Susan. “Why don’t you head on home. I’m sure your mothers are looking for you.”

“Yes Mrs. McIntire.” Linda and Susan agreed.

“Sorry about them.” Mrs. McIntire apologizes. “I’m Helen. Molly tells me you’re our new guest. Why don’t you come inside?”

“That’s me ma’am.” Steve nodded. He stepped inside at her invitation. “Sorry to be the cause of such trouble, Helen. I told them I’d be just as fine sleeping in a tent or under the stars, but they were pretty insistent about putting me up somewhere.”

“Well, we’re glad to have you…” Mom smiled.

“Sorry! Captain Steve Rogers Ma’am.” He introduced himself. “You can just call me Steve.”

“Say, you’re Captain America!” Ricky exclaimed, running over from the couch.

“No, he’s not,” Molly argued. “He just said his name is Steve.”

“Captain America’s real name Steve you idiot.” Ricky argued back.

“Ricky!” His mother scolded him. “Apologize to your sister.” Ricky mumbled a half-hearted apology to his sister as Jill walked over carrying Brad.

“I’m afraid your brother’s right, Miss Molly. I am Captain America.” Steve confessed. “Though, Mr. Ricky, I don’t appreciate your use of language. If it weren’t for Miss. Molly here, I’d still be lost and turned around somewhere. I owe her big time.”

Molly couldn’t believe it. She, Linda and Susan had been so preoccupied with hoping they might meet Captain America that they did even notice he’d been walking with them all along. She knew she’d have to remember everything that happened at dinner so that she could report it back in Linda and Susan in the morning. She was definitely going to start with the fact that Captain America said he owed her a favor.