#also possible sambucky content??

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A PUPPY IS BORN MY SKIN IS CLEARED MY CROPS ARE WATER I AM SCREAMING THROWING UP LOSING MY MIND

I was literally talking about Sam's disappearance like yesterday and today??? PRAYERS ANSWERED I WANT TO KISS GOD

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idk if there's actually been an uptick in AI generated fics since CA:BNW came out, or if I'm just noticing it more since people have been talking about it, but. weird and a bit demoralizing that even on the one site where you absolutely cannot monetize your "content," people are still putting out this slop.

[buckybabybaby]

always pretty

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader (gender neutral)

(established relationship, fluff, slightly suggestive, Bucky being beautiful, bff Joaquín has 3 lines)

Word count: 1k

*** SPOILERS FOR THUNDERBOLTS UNDER THE CUT ***

Plot: you see Bucky with his new hairstyle for the first time

Warnings: none :)

A/N: a small piece inspired by Bucky's hair in the post credit scene because I think we all agree its one of his best looks <3 that and the bit where he took his jacket off were very much for me

I haven't posted a Bucky x reader fic for 4 years now. New content = more inspiration apparently!

I saw thunderbolts on Friday and started this yesterday, it may only be 1000 words but I've never finished a drabble so quickly.

Also a little fix it for the Sambucky plot line </3 I didn't go in to detail as I don't know how they would resolve it, but after bnw I can't have them end like that :(

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You sit outside the photography studio, nervous energy preventing you from even being able to scroll through your phone, eyes darting from the door, to the view out the window, to the many posters of previous work on the wall, and back to the door on repeat. It's been hours, but you are determined to wait.

Bucky's first time in his new avengers suit? Yeah, you weren't missing this.

He'd been so anxious this morning and your heart had melted. You understand though. Not only was he having his final fitting of his suit, they were also doing promotional shoots for the many magazines and websites that wanted an interview, so hair, makeup and endless poses were all on the schedule today.

Every time the door opens you look up expectantly, until eventually you see what you've been waiting for.

The new avengers file out, some acknowledging you, others clearly wanting to leave as quickly as possible. Joaquín bounds up to you, ever enthusiastic, showing off his slightly altered falcon suit.

"You like?"

"I love." You grin at him. "Did it go okay?"

He nods, glancing back. "And Bucky did well, managed to tone down the grumpy old man vibes for once."

You make an offended noise, pushing at his chest lightly. "Don't be mean."

His teasing smile is infectious as he guides you towards the studio. "Go find him. He's probably exhausted after having to smile for more than five minutes."

You go to push him again but he's too fast, bidding you goodbye as you enter the doorway. Inside the screens and lighting supports are already being disassembled, staff streaming around you to get the place cleared quickly and making it a struggle to spot Bucky. Eventually you do, facing away from you talking to Sam on the far side of the room. You hesitate to approach, knowing how their friendship has been rocky recently, but then Sam laughs loudly at something Bucky's said, a natural laugh that has you relaxing as you make your way over. Their disagreement was almost as difficult for you as it was for Bucky, a horrible tense episode you don't want to return to anytime soon.

Sam notices you first, leaving Bucky with a final hand shake before pausing next to you on his way out.

"Who knew your man could look so good, huh?"

"And you. I'm sure your solo shots will be the cover photos."

He snorts. "Me and Bucky are cool now, no need to butter me up."

"Oh, I wasn't! I wouldn't-" You splutter before Sam takes pity on you, resting his hand on your shoulder.

"Hey, I'm joking." He squeezes you gently, smile softer now. "See you soon, yeah?"

You nod, watching him go. Turning back to Bucky, you walk over slowly, waiting for him to detect your presence. It takes him longer than usual, you're almost beside him by the time he does, like Joaquín said he must be worn out by all the attention and not quite his usual sharp self.

"Hey doll." He says, tilting his head towards you without getting up.

Moving in front of him, you step into his space to kiss him like always, until you get a good look at his outfit.

And his arm.

And his hair.

You stare. The 'a' on his chest has your own chest tight, knowing how much it means for him to be seen as a hero officially. It doesn't hurt that the top fits perfectly, that both his arms are defined in different ways, that the way they've styled his hair makes him look even more prince-like than ever.

"Is it bad?" He asks when you don't say anything.

"No, no! It's great-lovely-so nice." You rush to reassure him. "Did they blow dry you?"

"I think so? I just sat here and let them work." He shrugs.

"Okay, so you know I love your hair however you do it. But this," You reach out to brush the wave falling over his forehead. "This is my new favourite. You're always so pretty, I'm happy they managed to enhance it like this."

His smiles shyly at the floor, an unusual look for the former winter soldier. You're so endeared to him. This man is well over one hundred years old and a real life super hero, but you can still reduce him to a blushing mess with the right choice of words.

Tilting his head back up, you do kiss him now, only quickly as you need to take the whole look in again. He pouts as you pull away, only adding to his charm. One day you may get used to just how pretty he is, may find a way to not be left breathless just by his existence, not get distracted every time he looks your way.

Today, though, is not that day.

Climbing onto his lap, you bring him into a deeper kiss, feeling his body tense for a second before he relaxes, one arm snaking around your waist to hold you tight. Pressing yourself as close as possible, you can feel every firm edge of his uniform through your clothes, thoughts turning filthy in record time.

You break the kiss with a gasp to ask, "Are you allowed to take the suit home?"

"Oh?" He seems surprised but not displeased by the shift in mood. "It's like that is it?"

You whine in answer, not caring that the room is still very busy. Bucky cups your face to get a clear look at you, smirking as he sees how far gone you are just from a few kisses.

"I can take the suit home," He tells you, making you giggle in excitement. "Probably shouldn't mess it up too much too early, though. I know how you get"

You frown. "I can control myself."

"No you can't, sweetheart," Bucky argues correctly.

"Well, at least don't brush your hair through," You demand, delicately repositioning the loose strands around his face. "That is the best part."

"I can do that." His mouth meets yours again, briefly letting you get a taste of him before he releases you. Standing up, he drags you with him towards the exit, smiling cheekily over his shoulder. "Let's go prove how much you really like it."

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˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ children born of fairy stock, never need for shirt or frock…

🧚🏻‍♂️ what/who i write for … 🧚🏻‍♂️

➺ golden trio era: harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, luna lovegood, ginny weasley, neville longbottom, fred weasley, george weasley, oliver wood, percy weasley, dean thomas, draco malfoy, theodore nott, mattheo riddle.

➺ marauders era: james potter, remus lupin, sirius black, poly!marauders, regulus black, lily evans, marlene mckinnon, dorcas meadowes, mary macdonald, evan rosier, pandora lestrange, andromeda black, narcissa black, poly!valkyries, frank longbottom, alice fortescue, poly!starchaser, poly!wolfstar.

➺ gilmore girls: jess mariano, rory gilmore, paris geller, luke danes, lane kim, lorelai gilmore.

➺ dead poets society: neil perry, todd anderson, charlie dalton, steven meeks, gerard pitts.

➺ criminal minds: spencer reid, aaron hotchner, emily prentiss, elle greenaway.

➺ marvel: peter parker (tasm or mcu), bruce banner, kate bishop, yelena belova (platonic, familial, or qpr requests only), bucky barnes, sam wilson, poly!sambucky, ava starr, loki laufeyson, druig, makkari, poly!drukkari, natasha romanoff, pietro maximoff, wanda maximoff, eddie brock, marc spector/steven grant/jake lockley, layla el-faouly.

➺ x-men: scott summers, jean grey, logan howlett, wade wilson, poly!deadclaws, hank mccoy, kurt wagner, alex summers.

➺ bridgerton: anthony bridgerton, benedict bridgerton, colin bridgerton, penelope featherington, eloise bridgerton, simon basset, kate sharma, edwina sharma, poly!kanthony.

➺ dc: bruce wayne, harley quinn, jason todd, dick grayson, tim drake, damian wayne (platonic or familial requests only), barbara gordon, cassandra cain, stephanie brown, clark kent, wally west, barry allen, pamela isley.

➺ newsies: jack kelly, “crutchie” morris, davey jacobs, spot conlon, racetrack higgins.

➺ formula one: charles leclerc, carlos sainz, max verstappen, logan sargeant, oscar piastri, lewis hamilton, fernando alonso, lance stroll, mick schumacher, alex albon, george russell, esteban ocon, yuki tsunoda, zhou guanyu.

➺ nhl hockey: quinn hughes, jack hughes, luke hughes, nico hischier, william nylander, matthew knies, joseph woll, sidney crosby, leon draisaitl, jeremy swayman, brock faber, jake middleton, matt boldy, jamie drysdale, nick suzuki, cole caufield, arber xhekaj, juraj slafkovsky, matty beniers, shane wright, jared mccann, joey daccord, adam larsson.

➺ the hobbit (movies): thorin oakenshield, thranduil, kíli durin, fíli durin.

➺ horror: poly!ghostface (billy loomis & stu macher), jason voorhees, michael myers, daniel robitaille, carrie white, hannibal lecter, thomas hewitt, vincent sinclair.

➺ miscellaneous: phil wenneck (the hangover), goodnight robicheaux (the magnificent seven 2016), billy rocks (the magnificent seven 2016), tangerine (bullet train), roy kent (ted lasso), ted lasso (ted lasso), evan “buck” buckley (911), eddie diaz (911), poly!buddie (911), eggsy unwin (kingsman), joel miller (the last of us).

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࣪ ִֶָ☾. Snuggles and kisses .ᐟ ⋆˚࿔

⤷ a sambucky x gn!reader fluffy post

─── .✦ thunderboltsautisticbullshit ּ ֶָ֢.

I have been lamenting about the summer heat, yes i am using this as a fluffy outlet. I cannot get the Thunderbolts or SamBucky off my mind. Your honour they're literally married, they're kissing IN the courtroom!

.ᐟ Reader is described as sleeping shirtless, but that doesn't mean they're male. If you have problems with this as a female reader, sorry. Also not proofread.

.ᐟ also apologies if the writing isn't top-tier, this is the first proper fic ive written since quitting c.ai.

─── .✦ my writing is not for ai, do not take it. ּ ֶָ֢.

The night was always a comfortable, warm tangle of limbs slung all over the place. Someone's leg is always hanging off, the duvet is either all over you three or it's barely there. Not like you mind, it's the last thing in your mind when you've got Sam and Bucky either side of you. The rotation is always different, but it doesn't matter who's in the middle. All that matters is that you're all warm, and the casual affection that comes with your love is even warmer.

Cold night air drifts in from the open window, the curtains wide open and a fan in the corner of the room going at max speed. It wasn't all that distracting, if you could sleep through Sam snoring you could sleep through pretty much anything. It was refreshing, in fact. The warm summer heat combined with three shirtless people snuggling in bed under a duvet? Really not ideal. Which is why you'd opted to a sheet as a blanket, and started calling cold showers a pleasure. It was that bad.

The popcorn ceiling somehow always stole your attention on nights when you just couldn't fall asleep. Insomnia, anxiety, or just how hot it was. But the sun would sooner burn out before either of your husbands would let you go, even in summer. Especially in the winter. Sam's face was tucked against your chest, arms wrapped around your middle with a leg hung over yours. Snoring blissfully, probably having the best damn sleep of his life. Bucky's breathing was warm against your skin, his face pressed into your neck, his right arm reaching over your stomach with his hand rested on Sam's shoulder. The cool metal of his left arm was underneath your back, fingers splayed out just barely across your waist and keeping you close. Yeah, you weren't going anywhere.

A soft, content sigh left your lips. Leaning your head back against Bucky's, feeling him stir in his sleep and hold you just a little tighter, gripping Sam's shoulder a bit more. Unintentionally causing the other man to stir as well. That's great. It felt like having a cat sleep on you, and having to tiptoe gymnastic out of bed so it won't wake up and run away. Sleep was hard, your brain felt frayed around the edges, your eyes just begging you to stop and sleep, but you couldn't. Everytime you tried, it felt like tossing and turning (if that was even possible) on sandpaper. You hated it. It happened too often.

There was a lot of wiggling, and a lot of huffing, and some sleepy protest, before you managed to scramble out of their arms. Staring back at them with a guilty expression as they moved to cling to eachother, Sam pressing a reassuring kiss to Bucky's temple, slurring out in a hushed tone, "They'll be back." Trying to sooth how confused the other man was so he wouldn't wake up fully. It didn't take long for them both to fall back asleep, cozied up together.

Your bare feet padded against the wood floors, rubbing your eyes as they adjusted to the lights you'd flicked on. Maybe a warm cup of hot chocolate would feel good, but you'd have to use the stove. Microwave was way too loud. Speaking of the microwave, the time it displayed made you cringe. 4 in the morning. You'd gotten twenty minutes of sleep and spent the rest of it all awake for hours.

After attempting to quietly wrangle out a pot without being too loud, you got halfway through pouring the milk into it when a familiar voice sounded from the doorway, tinged with sleep. "You plannin' on making that for two?" He caught the way your lips crinkled in a worn smile, adding extra milk just for Sam. "Perfect timing, as always." You murmured.

Sam chuckled, glancing around the kitchen, blinking out the last of the sleep from his eyes. His hands softly traced over your waist to your hips, pulling himself closer. His bare chest pressed flush against your equally as undressed back. "I'm anything if not punctual, love." His voice was smooth, sending a light, content tingle down your spine as his chin rested on your shoulder. The silence that followed was only broken by the sounds of you clicking on the stove, adjusting the flames to your liking. Swaying gently to no music at all, a simple side-to-side rocking that kept your mind occupied. Until a sudden thought occurred. "... How come Bucky didn't follow you?"

"Y'know, I was asking myself the same thing. He's probably the lightest sleeper out of all of us." Your ears strained against Sam's voice, trying to listen for any subtle shifts or creaks in the house, but it was all silence. Bucky wasn't coming out of bed. "...Should I make him hot chocolate, then?" Sam paused, seemingly listening as hard as you were, before shaking his head. "Nah... he's probably snoozing on us. I don't blame him, bed must be nice and cold." He was probably right, his words earning a small nod from you as you shifted around the kitchen to actually make the hot chocolate.

"... its chocolate powder in first, then the milk right?" There was a moment of silence as you both pondered it, Sam too tired to really process that information instantly. "Uhh.. pshh... yeah, pretty sure. Not sure the eh, technical term for it, but when you put the powder in last its harder to mix. That goes for.. pretty much everything, I guess." His sleepy slurrs filled your chest with a kind of indescribable warmth. It was nice. Really nice. Just being this domestic, making two cups of hot chocolate. Compared to the usual missions and rushing about, moments to just take it slow was so, so good.

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You'd both migrated to the living room, sitting on opposite sides of the couch with your legs tangled together, sipping on hot chocolate with comfortable silence or occasional gossip from Sam's end. Around an hour passed, before Bucky finally emerged from the hallway in just his boxers, catching sight of you and Sam and heading over to the couch. You placed down your mug, sitting upright and looking over at him. "Want us to head back to bed, baby?" Bucky shook his head, running a hand through his hair, standing a little awkwardly. "Nah, don't wanna disturb you two too much. Just came for some water, really." You and Sam both raised an eyebrow at that, not believing it for a second. "You're not disturbing anything, my cup has been empty for a while now. We can go back to bed if you want, Buck."

He stared at you for a moment, before relenting with a sigh. Nodding and turning back around to head down the hallway and wait in bed, murmuring a soft "yeah" as he left. Sam simply rolled his eyes out of sheer fondness. "Can never ask for what he wants, can he?" You shook your head equally as fond and amused, picking up Sam's cup as well as your own, "No, he cannot." Sam watched as you made a shooing motion for him to go down the hall already before dumping the mugs in the sink. You'd clean them tomorrow. He scoffed, gently nudging your shoulder and flicking off the lights as you walked. "That's unfair, you know its my turn to do dishes tomorrow."

"Today." You corrected, giving him a little grin. He sighed, trying to feign annoyance, but it was pretty hard. His hand slipped down your back, pulling you closer against his side as he pushed open the door to your shared bedroom. Bucky had already decided to take the middle, lying on his stomach with the sheet kicked off somewhere to the side. You and Sam crawled up on either side of him, hugging cuddling him from both sides much like they did to you earlier. Warm, pleasant, pretzel-limbed and tired murmurs. Everything you'd ever want or need. Sam softly leaned over Bucky to kiss your forehead, before kissing Bucky's temple. And you did the same. Getting comfortable again in bed, slowly, finally, letting sleep consume your mind. Inhaling their scents, letting it all waft over you. You dreamed sweetly, and had the best rest in a while, even if it was only a few hours.

[sunsetmaidenwrites]

In the interest of swaying the tags contents: What's your favorite line or concept or plot point or vibe in a WIP you have stewing right now? Or what's something you'd like to see in a fic?

Hey Dear! First, apologies for just now getting to this. I appreciate so much that you included me in this. I love getting asks and messages. 🥰I just wanted to be in a bit better headspace before I tackled it.

Current concept/vibe for a current WIP: Sam dating someone besides Bucky who seemingly checks all of the boxes, but doesn't really know him like Bucky does. And something occurs that seems minor, but really drives that point home. WIP is "On My Way to You", and I don't want to give away too much, but I'm excited to work on the last few chapters.

Something I'd like to see in a fic: So, I have this idea that I think would be so funny (and also angsty), but I'm not sure I'm the one to write it. A while back someone was telling me the plotline of a book they were reading and I thought it would make the best SamBucky story. I'm thinking teenage AU. Sam (possibly with the help of Joaquin) attempts to summon the ghost of his deceased best friend Riley, but accidentally summons the wrong ghost. Bucky, the school's resident bad boy who died under mysterious circumstances, shows up instead. Of course, Bucky is snarky and difficult and has zero interest in going toward the light...he wants to find out why and how he died. Sam agrees to help him, but the more time he spends with Bucky, the less he wants him to leave...

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february fic recs!

organization:

➼ fandom

✎ [Fic Name] by [Author] ❧ rating, word count (in progress tagged if work is not completed) ❧ relationship tags ❧ my description/notes ❧ Quotation

featured fandoms: marvel cinematic universe | voltron: legendary defender | undertale | harry potter

more of my fic recommendations: january | march | april | may

➼ marvel cinematic universe

✎ in this moment; we are infinite by merikai ❧ teen and up, 10.6k ❧ avengers team & peter parker ❧ peter parker gets help, protection, and guidance to safety from a variety of avengers after his identity is reveal post-far from home. i really, really like the way this fic flows. it honestly felt like i was watching a movie; each scene transitioned seamlessly into the next. every time peter was handed off to someone new and the perspective changed, i was consistently stunned at the way it was executed. the writing technique here is near flawless and i really love some of the characterizations, namely sam and bucky's (but everyone was done fairly well in a way that i enjoyed). obviously i enjoyed the plotline and character interactions as well; spider-man is just a guy that is, in general, hard to dislike, and i appreciate that this is acknowledged lmao. ❧ “Kid.” Clint deadpans. He's not paid enough for this. “You're bleeding through that fancy-schmancy suit of your’s. You look like if you took one step you'd fall flat on your face. Let me help. I can help you find your friends.”

✎ the boy who cried ghost by yukla ❧ teen and up, 44.3k ❧ james "bucky" barnes/sam wilson ❧ dude... i don't know what i was anticipating going into this but i know that it wasn't what i came out with. in the most positive way possible, this fic ripped out my heart and stomped on it repeatedly. the premise is that EVERYTHING is the same, except sam is haunted periodically by a ghost-like figure since he was six years old. he appears to have mixed feelings throughout the fic within his various attempts to make friends, get it to go away, and find out who exactly the ghost is, and in an effort to not spoil, i really won't say anything more. it becomes a great point of contention in his life when he develops trust issues in telling people things since nobody has ever believed him when he told them about the ghost, as well as his general trauma and grief. don't get me started on the grief; more than it is about a ghost and a relationship, it is about sam processing his survivor's guilt and trauma from riley's death. and then, of course, everything with bucky - this is THE sambucky fic, hands down. the author writes them so naturally and perfectly and they are just. made for each other. it's perfect. the ending is tear-jerking and they are just. MMMM. this fic is an absolute work of art and should be displayed in the louvre. ❧ Sam only notices the ghost if he squints very hard, which is why he forgives his parents for how they walked past the terrifying shadow watching them from the corner of the room without even trying to fight it off for him. It shimmers slickly at the edges, violet and green and black sliding together in a translucent storm that he makes out through the slivers of his eyes. He can hardly bear to look at it. 

✎ never been a natural (all i do is try, try, try) by notcaycepollard ❧ mature, 15.9k ❧ james "bucky" barnes/joaquín torres/sam wilson ❧ this is absolutely hilarious. there are more serious parts, but mostly this is just torres absolutely lusting for and falling in love with bucky and sam and it is so incredibly entertaining. there are more serious parts of it as well, and the genuine care each of them has for each other adds another soft layer to the story (there is hypothermia!!!!! hypothermia!!!!!!! huddling for warmth!!!!) i also really enjoyed the internal monologues - the author's writing style is one of my favorites for sure. i would also like to add that i almost never read poly ships, but there are exceptions to everything, and this is certainly an exception! very sweet and very funny. ❧ It's just—okay, maybe it's not the weirdest thing Torres has ever done, relationship-wise, anything that happened during the Blip can just stay in the Blip and nobody's gonna talk about it, but falling in love with Bucky Barnes by watching him fall in love with Sam, it is kind of weird.

✎ weary traveler by mistilteinn ❧ mature, 15.0k ❧ james "bucky" barnes/sam wilson ❧ while this fic does focus on a good bit of bucky's trauma, it mostly concerns himself with his somewhat internalized homophobia. coming from the 40s, he has spent a lot of time hiding himself to protect himself and his friends/family. but then, it's the twenty-first century, and he isn't exactly sure how he's supposed to present himself. but the people around him are reaching out, even if it takes him a long time to extend his own hand to meet them. i loved their characterizations, and i love how much sam just. cares. it deals with his therapist, his relationship with sam, his process of fitting back into the modern day, all within the general plot of FATWS. i really, really liked this and the ending was so tooth-rottingly sweet. ❧ His beer’s cold and crisp. Droplets of condensation slide down the ridged glass and pool against his skin. He can’t remember the last time his problems felt so far away. Maybe it’s the slow crawl of the sun through the sky. Maybe it’s Sam standing next to him.

✎ make my body come alive (i've got a right to hurt inside) by notcaycepollard ❧ mature, 3.1k ❧ james "bucky" barnes/sam wilson ❧ this concept is something that i've thought about on and off - what must it be like for someone who was completely mind-controlled and brainwashed to suddenly be in charge of how they eat? even while he was still completing missions as the winter soldier; did he look into a window of a dessert shop and see a cake? did it make him hungry? what did he do with that hunger? does he see hunger the same as pain, or does it trigger a different response entirely? how does he learn the tedious process of cooking again once he's on his own? how does he deal with the memories certain foods bring back? this fic answers all of it and then some, and it brings a very specific emotion to the pit of my stomach. really well done, this author understands these characters very well. not to mention the fresh fruits and the garden.... ugh they have my heart and soul. ❧ In Lviv, he learns what it is to have a preference. That he can dislike something. The cabbage soup is thick with pork fat and his body says, no.

➼ voltron: legendary defender

✎ something blue by jilliancares ❧ general audiences, 10.1k ❧ keith/lance ❧ after fighting a memory-eating monster, everyone in the entire universe loses their memory of lance and the blue lion. cue the sequence of team voltron slowly remembering and moving to retrieve their lost paladin, spearheaded by keith obviously because klance. what i really, really like about this fic is somewhere near the beginning, where both keith and hunk perform actions that are so ingrained in their bodies after being so close to lance for so long that even when lance is gone from their memory, they are still automatically going through the motions. this really stuck with me, and is a good point to the philosophy of grief. when someone is gone, our mind may register it, but our bodies may not. if you wake up at a certain time in the morning to text someone every day for months on end, you aren't going to stop immediately when they're gone. you are going to keep waking up until you train yourself out of it. we humans are an amalgamation of the people we love, and i think that is beautiful. oh and also they fight a memory-eating monster and that's pretty flipping cool. ❧ If none of them wanted to lick the spoon, why did Keith feel like someone should? Why had Hunk set it aside automatically, as if doing so was ingrained in him?

✎ Before the World Was Big by sh_ootingstarzz ❧ general audiences, 1.8k ❧ keith & keith's father ❧ i think one of the hardest things to write is mental illness in a young child. yes, kids younger than 10 can kill themselves. kids younger than 10 can want to die, can experience depression, can experience mental illness like someone older might. not only is it gut-wrenching, it's just. hard to write in that younger perspective, where the young child doesn't know much about the world or themselves, but they do know that they feel an overwhelming, overbearing black hole in their entire system. this fic is an excellent study into that childhood suicidality, as well as the various experiences that led him to be that way (struggles with religion, poverty, and bullying). absolutely wonderful. ❧ He tells his Dad he is happy because he can’t tell him that he wants the world to end. It is his birthday and he wants the world to end, and the two aren't related until they are.

➼ undertale

✎ Flowey Is Not a Good Life Coach by unrestedjade ❧ mature, 105.7k ❧ papyrus & flowey, papyrus & sans, papyrus & undyne, papyrus & alphys ❧ recommending the second most kudo'd ao3 undertale fic in the year of our savior 2025 is, i think, the equivalent of kicking the flea-bitten corpse of what once was a dead horse. HOWEVER, THIS IS MY FIRST TIME READING THIS FIC SO I'M GOING TO RECOMMEND IT. this fic takes place during flowey's resets, where he has grown bored but has now found good entertainment in manipulating and abusing papyrus. papyrus, for his part, does not want to get anyone hurt or killed, and thus bad things happen. somehow, somehow, this is one of the best portrayals i’ve read in fanfic of how a victim of an abusive relationship may behave as a result of the abuse. i can appreciate that the abuse also isn't coming from a romantic partner or a family member; it's coming from a friend, which takes a different spin on the typical relationship abuse usually written about. papyrus.... suffers. a lot. and it takes a toll on him. it also makes him genuinely act out at the people around him; he lashes out physically, says awful and cruel things, and cannot tell a truth when his life and relationships depend on it. that isolation from peers through mental torment is exactly what makes intensely abusive relationships so effective, and i appreciate that the author goes out of their way to show it. i just. i just wish the abuser wasn't a literal flower, you know? jokes aside, absolutely banger fic, and for anyone concerned: it DOES have a happy ending, i promise. it just takes a while to get there. ❧ “From here on out, just remember that I'm doing all this because you're my cool and great friend, okay?”

➼ harry potter

✎ you've got the antidote for me by Kandakicksass ❧ mature, 20.7k ❧ draco malfoy/harry potter, hermione granger/ron weasley ❧ yet another fic concerning draco's life post-war, except he's got a little hiccup along the way because harry potter accidentally severed their soul bond before either of them knew it existed. and now only draco knows, and now only draco is dying. honestly, he does so with relative grace in this fic, given his circumstances. it is by far the most interesting to see him come to terms with his circumstances, and how paths of friendship develop in the face of change. i honestly think this is one of the more accurate portrayals of draco post-war, everything ranging from making amends to depression to bitter acceptance, but still managing to keep the core of his personality. harry really did not do anything wrong and i really appreciate that nothing is ever actually held against him for doing so - and it is more interesting to see how draco doesn't hold it against him, either. beautiful read and devastatingly gentle. ❧ “It’s okay,” he says gently. He wonders if it’s his growth as a person or the bond that allows him to be so gentle. He’d never been gentle before.

[wenellyb]

In regards to this: Last point: even though the Sam Wilson fandom can get "too" defensive in some very specific cases, let's not forget that this so-called "clique" is the reason why navigating through the Sambucky/Sam Wilson tags isn't a complete nightmare because they will call out the toxics and racist stans and make the fandom experience much better.

I would respectfully disagree that they make the fandom experience much better. Toxic and racist fans don't stop posting bullshit because they've been called out, but the people caught accidentally who get hit with vitriol because this 'clique' interprets everything in the worst way possible, and harasses people indiscriminately, they'll stop posting anything. So in the end you're only left with racist assholes and bad faith actors who lash out at everyone they can.

I know, because I've reached out to people and asked them to stop tagging Sam on unrelated posts, so there is actually Sam content in the Sam Wilson tag instead of John Walker or Bob stans spaming unrelated stuff, and they don't care. I can block them, but that won't stop them from putting more stuff in the tag.

But I have stopped tagging stuff Sam Wilson, or have straight up not posted anything because I know if I don't 100% meet this 'cliques' standard they will find a way to interpret something in bad faith, and I'm going to be the new victim they toss around like it's a sport, and I have too much anxiety for that.

What's ended up happening is that people defend people who have been rightfully criticised for a racist portrayal of Sam just because it's now a well-known fact that certain people will just criticize anyone. Their criticism or 'call outs' no longer hold any weight. People won't learn that they've actually made a mistake and can do better in the future, cause who would you rather listen to? The people yelling at you, or the people telling you, no, actually what you did is totally fine, ignore them, they yell at everyone.

What I ask myself is, would I rather have the person who did something racist learn and not be racist in the future, or would I rather have them continue being racist in the future because they're told any criticism they get from certain people is worthless. (Not to mention that "call-out culture" as a whole has little effect on people's behavior in general, so... it's not even an effective way of dealing with racists.)

And yes, I realize this is going into the territory of tone policing, but I'm not saying you have to be super duper nice to people when pointing stuff out, I'm not super duper nice to people when I tell them they're spamming a tag. What I'm saying is, is to not base a harassment campaign on bad faith interpretation. I have pushed back against tone policing myself but there's a point where you can't say someone is rightfully fed up, is using a harsh tone and not mincing their words when the behavior is literally name calling and pile-ups.

Going back to the example at hand, most of the 'criticism' that I've seen leveled at the person was based on them 'not speaking out when other characters did the same thing', and that's just an absolute nonsense argument, cause 1. we don't know when someone came into the fandom, and 2. nobody needs to pull out a 5 page essay analysis of other characters when talking about the ship they like. And this is the go-to argument for this 'clique'. They're punishing people for writing something about Sam or Sambucky (even positive things like here) for things other people have or haven't done in the past that the OP most likely doesn't have any knowledge of.

Anyway, that's my two cents.

Hi Anon!!!!

So I was going to get angry at first but I thought I would read the whole thing first, and you do make some good points.

I don't agree with everything you wrote, especially the part about how calling out doesn't work, because I do think it works.

But you make some interesting points about who reacts and doesn't to the callouts. You're also right about the name calling and the piling up. Honestly, I didn't see anything wrong with that post, but maybe it was because I had seen their other posts as well. But I understand why it was interepreted the way it was by some people and it's definitely not the OP's fault, it's because of dozens of annoying Bucky stans who have made annoying posts about Sam saying that line about taking the serum. In the end, like you said it wasn't even their fault, they might not even know the context.

Regarding the "tone-policing" I feel like it's more about treating internet space as space filled with real people and behaving on the internet like you would behave in real life.

Let me give you an example, because I understand this wasn't very clear: I've had coworkers say racist stuff in front of me and when I called them out, I wouldn't yell at them, or tell them they're stupid (even if most of the times that what I want to do😂) I tell them that what they said was wrong, or inappropriate, because that's how I interact with other people.

If the people doing the call out act that way in real life I think it's fine, but if they're acting in a way they wouldn't in real life just because they're behind a screen, then it's a little bit more of a problem.

Anyway, I see you point and understand it in this very specific case.

On the point about calling out people in the Sam Wilson/Sambucky tag, I do think it helps because I've seen what happens when the toxic stans take over and nobody says anything. As you said, some toxic Sam antis, don't care, and will continue spending toxic stuff even when called out, but some actually listen, or didn't even realize what they're doing. And the one who don't care will think twice before making another post because they know that's they'll have a lot of people calling them out.

[daily-crowley]

TELL ME ABT YOUR OTHER HYPERFIXATIONS!! Mine are currently Loki, ofmd, good omens, and Hozier :D

THANK YOU FOR ASKING, THIS IS GOING TO BE LONG!

There’s a few hyperfixations of mine I’m always talking about but right now there’s 3 main ones.

1. The Boys

2. Invincible

3. Peacemaker

The Boys is the main one; I loved it since it came out back in 2019. I moved on sometime after S3 ended and I found another hyperfixation but now new content is coming out with S4 so I’m back on my The Boys bullshit. I’m a Butchlander shipper, BILLY BUTCHER AND HOMELANDER CONSUME MY THOUGHTS. I AM BEYOND OBSESSED WITH THOSE TWO! I need them to kiss…. And-and more. Anthony Starr and Karl Urban are my current celebrity crushes that I’m only able to think about. If you follow me in insta it’s just been The Boys 24/7 that I’ve talked about since new content started dropping thanks to S4. HOMELANDER IS MY BABYGIRL I WILL DEFEND HIM I DON’T CARE FOR HIS CRIMES I DON’T CARE IF I’M SUPPOSE TO HATE HIM, I LOVE HIM. BILLY BUTCHER MY GOTH BOYFRIEND I WILL DIE IF YOU DIE. HE CANT DIE, HE JUST CAN’T. S4 teaser was insane, so much was going on, Black Noir is back?! And Jeffrey Dean Morgan is joining the cast! AND TEAMING UP WITH BUTCHER?! They said that trailer was just a scratch on the surface of what happens, wasn’t even a trailer just a teaser but it had so much going on WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT’T JUST A SMALL TASTE OF S4?! I’m scared but excited. I’m nervous but excited (Billy if you fucking die on me- that’s what I’m most worried about)

Invincible is my other current hyperfixation, S1 was so good and I can’t wait for S2 to continue. They should’ve dropped all the episodes at once that way I don’t have to wait but whatever. Vigilante is my little meow meow from Peacemaker. I love Adrian so much, hate that I gotta wait till like 2025-2026 for S2 possibly.

My other interests that I talk about all the time (not currently much though thanks to The Boys) are:

• NATM/JedTavius

• Venom/SymBrock

• SamBucky/Marvel in general

• FNAF

• Who Framed Roger Rabbit

• Maleficent

• The Simpsons

Night at The Museum came out when I was 7, I’m 24 now, I haven’t moved on. It was my first hyperfixation and ship before I even knew what that all meant. I’ve written like 30 JedTavius fics. I’m a Venom fan first and a Spider-Man hater second. I will defend Venom at all times and Eddie and him are definitely in love. When the FNAF film came out it brought me back to my FNAF phase, Foxy’s my favourite with Bonnie being second. I watched the film about 20 times. Then in November I started a personal rewatch challenge on Insta where I watched it all month long. Meaning I’ve probably watched it at least 50 times and I still haven’t gotten sick of it (also I love the Josh Hutcherson whistle meme. I don’t care how much people hate it I think it’s funny.) I’m a huge Marvel fan, I literally grew up with the comics, I’m not kidding those were read to me as my bedtime stories. My favourite characters are Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes as a result I ship them. I never shipped Stucky, that never made sense to me whilst Sam and Bucky have so much chemistry. Sam Wilson is everything to me, I adore SamCap he’s MY Captain America (still love Steve though!) Roger Rabbit is my favourite fictional character of all time, my biggest comfort character. Growing up I really tried to base my personality off of him, the world might be obsessed with Jessica Rabbit but I’m obsessed with Roger. People need to draw, edit, and cosplay him as much as they do Jessica. I’ve been a huge Simpsons fan since I was like 10 and my mother dropped me off at my aunts house and she left leaving me alone with my cousin who was watching The Simpsons and it took off from there. Nelson Muntz is my funky little son and they need to make Nelisa canon. Maleficent is my favourite Disney character (actually like quite a bit of Disney, second favourite character being Donald Duck) I based a lot of my style around her, and I have a lot of Maleficent collectibles. I absolutely love the Angelina Jolie’s Maleficent films (totally ship her with Diaval).

There’s a few other things that I really, really love. I’m also a huge horror fan my favourite being Chucky/Child’s Play as well as Killer Klowns from Outer Space, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (not 3D), Friday the 13th, Nightmare on Elm Street, etc. Sanrio, Kuromi is my favourite second is Pochacco, I really love animated films and cartoons. IT, Monster High, and more. I’m also a collector of all these things.

So there you have it. Those are all my hyperfixation and fandom’s that I’m in. Right now especially those first 3 that I talked about (seriously can you tell I really like The Boys? Lol)

[exbex]

🥃 (date night/drinks) for the sambucky prompt game if you feel like it ☺️

I cheated and poached from a probably abandoned WIP, but it fits the prompt. There is smut and a very brief, vague mention of past trauma after the toast, so feel free to stop after that point if you’d like; the story can end at their toast.

They decide against a fancy date for Valentine’s Day. Too much attention on them, potentially, for this early in their relationship, and also, Sam points out, some businesses use it as an excuse to raise prices. It turns out to be the right call-they have an exhausting mission for three days, and by the time they return, Sam just wants to get into his sweats, eat pizza and “those cookies from the bakery, you know the one.” Bucky grabs a shower while Sam sets up a picnic in front of the sofa. Bucky raises an eyebrow when he re-enters the living room to find Sam choosing a Cabernet Sauvignon. “I didn’t know wine went with pizza and cookies.”

“That’s because you’re a philistine,” Sam jokes. “I put the orders in, can you listen for the door.”

“Absolutely.”

Bucky tips the delivery driver and pours the wine before choosing the movie. Sam comes out in sweats and a long-sleeved t-shirt. He kisses Bucky’s cheek and sits down, serving himself some pizza before picking up his glass. “A toast,” he says.

Bucky picks up his own glass and looks at Sam.

“To coming home.”

“To coming home.”

They make quick work of the pizza and cookies, and finish the bottle of wine. Bucky feels sleepy and content with Sam curled up next to him. He’s close to nodding off when he feels Sam shift away from. Bucky opens his eyes. “I can clean up Sam.”

Sam stops and straightens from picking up the wine glasses. “There’s not much. I was going to clean up and then go blow off some steam.”

“You’re going to work out? Now?”

“No, I have a new toy. Well, I’ve had it for while, but I’ve only used it a couple of times.”

“Oh.”

“Unless you want to make out. Or watch. Or…something else.”

“All of the above? Maybe?”

“Sure. Let’s just clean up and then…see what happens.”

Sam’s kisses and touches are hungry, not the slow, content making out is his usual. It piques Bucky’s interest, and his curiosity even more. Sam pulls away slowly. “Sit down, enjoy the show.”

Bucky sits on the end of the bed, eyes locked on Sam, who pulls his shirt over his head and puts it aside, then hooks his thumb into the waistband of his sweats, pulling them down so he can step out of them.

“I think this is my favorite show ever.”

“I’m just getting started.” Sam gets some lube off of the bedside table. He squeezes some into his left hand and sets the tube down, then starts to work himself open.

Bucky is no longer sleepy as he watches Sam eventually add a second, then a third finger. He picks up a toy that was sitting on the bedside table. It’s narrow, as far as butt plugs go, and has a tube that connects to a bulb. Bucky watches, curious, as Sam inserts the plug, then takes the bulb in his left hand and begins to stroke his cock with his right.

“Is that…is that going to inflate inside you?”

Sam looks at him, then freezes. “Yeah. I didn’t consider…”

“It’s fine. I want to watch. I don’t have any, you know, trauma related to inflatable things.” It’s possibly the strangest sentence he’s ever said, Bucky figures, but Sam just nods and starts to stroke himself again.

Bucky can feel his cock getting hard. He’s not sure if he wants an inflatable butt plug of his own or if he wants to be inside of Sam. Probably both, he figures. He starts to push his sweats down to get some relief.

Sam looks at him and bites his lower lip. They make eye contact and Bucky rubs a hand across his face, chuckling. “Uhh…”

“Do you want to?”

“I…I might be bad at it.” Good job Barnes, Bucky thinks. Real smooth.

“It doesn’t have to be great.” Sam shrugs. “I’ll tell you if it feels good. And we’ll stop, if we need to.”

“Okay.” Bucky kicks off his sweats and pulls off his t-shirt, tossing them aside as he walks to the bedside table to grab a condom. His erection flags but he’s soon at attention again as he hears Sam moan.

Sam carefully removes the plug as Bucky puts on the condom and applies some lube.

“Put some more on your fingers, open me up real slow,” Sam says. “Get a, well, get a feel for the process.”

Sam’s ass is a sight to behold. Bucky wonders how long he’ll last as he puts some lube on his fingers.

Sam moans as Bucky inserts a finger, then another.

Bucky has one hand on his cock, and the little whine that Sam lets out as he removes the fingers of his other hand is almost enough to end things. Bucky guides his cock inside, going as slowly as he can. He means to look up, see if he can get a sense of Sam’s expression, but he can’t tear his eyes away from the sight of his cock pumping in and out of Sam.

“Oh Sammy…” he’d be embarrassed about the whine that escapes him but the pleasure comes over him so quickly that it’s all he can do to keep his pace steady, trying to make it good for Sam.

Sam is thrusting into his own hand, his face going slack in pleasure. “Buck,” he moans, his back arching.

Bucky isn’t sure if it’s the way it feels, fucking Sam, or if it’s the way Sam looks, beautiful and free from anything resembling hurt or way, but he’s soon following.

**

“I like it here,” Bucky murmurs as he rests his head on Sam’s chest.

“In bed? Or on my pecs?” Sam’s voice is low and slow, like honey on warm bread.

“Yes,” Bucky replies. “And you know, in this century.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. The food is really good.”

“Asshole,” but Sam laughs, and Bucky adds it to his list of things he loves about the 21st century.

[thatmexisaurusrex]

Ooh. I'm a little late for this one, I suppose, but hey, here's a few good fic writers and some possible suggestions:

@siancore is wonderful. I believe Sian's put out a fic recently that's a time travel AU called Ashes & Dreams, though I believe people are huge fans of The Boys of Summer.

@jemgirl86 is awesome. (Secret) Santa Baby is Shana's most recent fic, but I hear What’s the 411? is pretty beloved.

@abarbaricyalp is fantastic. Red Right Hand is an amazing western AU and Last Christmas (I Gave You My Heart) This Year... is a pretty great holiday fic.

@questinwitchface is marvelous. Pet Names is one people love and Cinnamon-Brown Sugar Coffee Creamer is a good one that also talks about Sam's past relationships.

@runzu is amazing. Ru's Double Trouble Series is great and I feel like the demi rep in Romance in Everything is spot on.

@bisamwilson is fabulous. Mak's Princess Diaries AU series, hey princess, comes highly recommended and I know people love you were an army officer, and i just a rockette.

@six2vii is spectacular. Anything from their Couch Sessions series is fantastic.

@funsized-loser makes superb podfics. Cee recent podfics include @glittercake's [podfic] way too well (fic here) and very kindly one of my own fics, [podfic] Your Very Own Christmas (fic here).

Every single SamBucky fic writer I love isn't on here and you should dip into like Samtembers and SamBucky Library events that have gone on and look at other lists from other people too, but idk, they're all good ones.

I suppose I should put my hat in the ring too, since I'm a fic writer 😂 While you can probably peruse my Table of Contents at your leisure, I'm probably best known for The Bucky Quest Saga or Golden is the Sun. If you want a shorter spiel, though, I suggest Buffy Burnes Ph.D. the Scientific Illustrator Roommate or That's Not A Goose! 😂

Hey, you

I need your favorite sambucky fanfic. The one you can read a thousand times, the one that took a special place in your heart. Written by you or not, finished or not.

Gimme something so I can feel alive again. Please??

[fiprobsreblogsalot]

Sometimes I have to really remind myself that my art account isn't solely for Sambucky. Which means, I do plan to post other things as well among the cascade of Sambucky content. Which means, a lot of you guys will probably consider unfollowing.

Now I'm not saying I'll stop posting Sambucky entirely, but I do like other things as well (like other fandoms and my original content that I've been developing) and I want to share them alongside Sambucky stuff.

Point is, even though I post a lot of gay old men being in love, I'm hoping to build a stable platform possibly for commissions in the future.

Just wanting to clear things up on the matter! And if you decide to keep your feed purely about Sambucky, you can always check my Sambucky-related posts in the tags. Cheers!

[purple-babygirl]

broken rules

Pairing: Poly!SamBucky x f!little!reader

Word Count: 2,676

Summary: Sam and Bucky's rules were not made to be broken and when they are, punishment ensues.

Warnings: smut, nsfw, ddlg dynamics, polyamory, punishment, spanking, edging, orgasm denial, pussy slapping, use of a bullet vibrator, explicit language. 18+ content.

Her daddies let her sleep in their bed whenever they were working late, knowing how their scents on the sheets helped her feel safer. It made it easier for her to fall asleep during lonely nights. But sleep just wasn't coming to her tonight; her neediness was keeping her up. And daddies' colognes on the pillows did make her feel safe, but also really needy.

It was 20 minutes past midnight and she was still tossing and turning. She was involuntarily breaking one of her daddies' rules: staying up after bedtime, which led to her feeling bored.

So she got on top of her plastic chair and took her phone from the upper bookshelf on the wall. She got back under the sheets and started scrolling down Pinterest, liking and saving cute stuff she knew her daddies would get her later, only to find herself watching two strangers having playtime 10 minutes later.

Two more broken rules: no screen time past 9 pm, and no watching grown-up stuff, especially this kind. What was taking place on her screen didn't help with her neediness or with the tingling she felt between her legs; it only made it worse.

When Sam and Bucky came back home, they made sure to be as quiet as possible, not wanting to disturb their baby's supposed, peaceful slumber. With their shoes and coats off, Sam opened his laptop, wanting to go over a couple of work-related things before going to bed while Bucky tiptoed upstairs to check on her.

With a huff, she adjusted herself on her stomach, the hand holding her phone hidden under the covers as the other one slipped inside her panties.

She should've known better than to break this particular rule: never to touch herself without permission, but she was horny and thus careless at the moment. Her wide eyes focused on the lit-up screen as she let her fingers play with her princess parts.

~

Seeing her on her tummy under the covers, Bucky thought she was fast asleep, ready to leave her to go back to her sweet dreams when he heard her whine her 'orgasm whine'.

He stopped in his tracks, seeing her turn on her back, temporarily setting the phone in her hand on the pillow to take her shorts and panties off, totally unaware Bucky was observing. All she cared about was relieving herself of the tingling.

When Bucky went downstairs and told Sam though, he felt a little bad for what was about to happen to her as Sam's eyes clouded with anger.

Bucky then watched her fingers move between her legs to find her clit, hearing her moan his and Sam's titles as she pleasured herself and his jaw clenched. Bucky was mad and she didn't want Bucky to get mad if she knew what was best for her. She clearly didn't with everything she was doing tonight. He silently swore he was going to punish the hell out of her for this.

"Let's see how many our little whore gives herself before she's satisfied," Sam mumbled, rolling the sleeves of his turtleneck up, as both men stared at the laptop screen, watching the bedroom's CCTV.

After rubbing her clit and giving herself the second orgasm, she somehow felt even needier. She slipped a finger inside of herself and brought herself to release a third time. She'd broken another rule and let herself cum without permission, a couple of times, too.

Afterward, she just became greedy. Her touches weren’t as satisfying as her daddies' and she still needed something more. She wanted a toy on her like the girl in the video, and the bullet vibrator her daddies got her last Christmas was a perfect choice.

With a bare bottom, she got out of bed, walked to the walk-in closet, turned on the lights, and opened the drawer where her daddies kept all the toys, looking for her favourite.

"Okay, that's it." Sam closed the laptop shut, speeding up the stairs with a very upset Bucky on his tail.

"Looking for something, pumpkin?" Sam's clearly angry voice startled her, making the blood drain from her face as her vibrator-grabbing hand froze, the bullet vibrator falling out of her hold and rolling over the hardwood floor.

Shoot shoot shoot. Why were they back so early? She didn't know they'd be back this early…

"N-No, Papa." She lied still, turning around, only remembering her lower half was completely naked when Bucky's eyes burned into her exposed thighs.

Swallowing when she saw the dark look in his blue eyes, she crossed her hands over herself to cover up her glistening core.

"Do you really think lying is a good idea right now, little girl?" Sam asked, walking in the closet and folding his arms over his chest. Disappointment was painted across his face as he shook his head at her behavior.

"Papa, I'm sorry. I was-"

"Shh! Too late for that, doll. Get your little self on the bed." Bucky told her, expectantly making way by the closet's door, waiting for her to get out.

"Papa, please." She tried to persuade Sam but he looked too let down by her doings.

"On the bed, doll. Now!" Bucky's voice boomed and she whimpered, scrambling in quick steps to their large bed.

She climbed on the soft sheets, clutching them in her fists as she settled on all fours awaiting her dreaded but much-deserved punishment.

"How many rules have you broken tonight, doll?" Bucky asked from behind her, his hands kneading her bare bottom.

"Answer me." His metal hand smacked the inside of her thigh when she didn't reply.

She jolted forward and held in a whimper at the hotness spreading on her delicate skin, "f-five rules, Daddy."

"I say it's only fair she gets 5 for each one, what do you think, Buck?"

"Sounds fair to me."

"Papa, please." She wept before they'd even started.

"You're gonna regret breaking daddies’ rules, pumpkin." Sam promised.

"Daddy, please, don' spank me. I'll remember my rules from now on." She begged.

"Oh, you'll remember them alright when I'm done with your little ass, doll.” Bucky threatened, his impatient metal hand landing a mean slap on her left cheek.

“You'll remember them every time you try to sit down for weeks to come. I'll make sure of it."

She yelped at the impact, "daddy, please. I'll be good."

"Quit begging. You're gonna take what daddy gives you, little girl." Sam swatted her behind, his tone cold, letting her know there was no way out of this.

"Yes, papa." She sniffed in defeat, another blow landing on her other buttock from Bucky.

“Now count for us, doll.” Bucky slapped her again.

“F-Four.”

She was choking on her tears more with every slap of Bucky's vibranium hand and Sam’s big one.

"Eleven."

They were merciless, determined to teach her a lesson she wouldn't dare forget any time soon.

"Sixteen."

Alternating hot and cold, hard and soft spanks were raining on her ass and she buried her face in the pillows as she cried.

“Twenty.”

"Can't believe you had the audacity to touch yourself in Daddy and Papa's bed too, you. filthy. little. slut." Bucky grunted under his breath, punctuating his sentence with three harsh slaps to the crack of her ass, right above her tighter hole.

“T-Twenty three.”

“We literally fuck you every night, but you never get enough, do you?”

"I'm sorry, Daddy. Please! I- I just missed you and Papa so much." She sobbed into the pillow, her behind burning up from the spanking.

"Nah, you're just a needy little whore, doll." Bucky shook his head.

Sam walked back inside the closet, "how many times did you make yourself cum, pumpkin?" He asked her, his voice muffled.

"Papa, I'm sorr-"

"Answer the question, doll. And don't you dare lie." Bucky advised, rubbing his flesh hand over her flaming skin.

"Th-three times," she whispered in shame, earning herself another slap to her crack.

“Twenty fo-ur.”

"And you were gonna use this to give herself more?" Sam asked, rolling the small, rose gold vibrator in his hand.

"Y-Yes. I'm sorry, Papa. I'm so sorry." She cried.

"Oh, I'm sorry too, pumpkin." Sam chuckled, "Bucky, get her on her back and hold her open for me, will you?"

"Papa, please!" She cried as Bucky quickly listened to his husband, giving her her last spank before manhandling her in position and holding her knees to her chest, completely exposing her to Sam.

"Daddy, I won't do it again. Please, I’ll be good." She begged, holding onto Bucky’s right arm.

"I know you won't, doll. It's what me and Papa are here for, to make sure you're always good for us." Bucky cooed, the tip of his finger pressing to her puffy clit.

"Would you look at that," Sam growled, taking in her pussy and the dampness coating it.

"So you wanna cum, huh? 'S that what you wanted, little girl?" Two of Sam's thick fingers stroked up and down her slit while Bucky's remained on her sensitive nub. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened a little at their touch.

Her silence infuriated Bucky; she shouldn’t be enjoying this, "you better answer when you're addressed or so help me-"

"Yes, yes, Papa!" She quickly replied to Sam's question, nodding her head, “please.”

"So bad, Papa. Please please." She mewled and clutched the sheets.

"How bad do you want it, pumpkin?" Sam effortlessly slid two fingers inside her wet cunt, making her eyes roll back in her head.

She was already sensitive from pleasuring herself and Sam’s fingers filled her up so good.

Sam caressed her fluttering walls till he found the spongy spot that made her shudder and scream. Bucky's finger started rolling her clit in slow circles and it wasn't long until her thighs trembled. Bucky's metal arm pressed them down harder to her chest.

"No." Sam said and both him and Bucky withdrew their fingers, leaving her pussy to drool and throb, all lonely and neglected.

"B-but, Daddy-" She opened her eyes again and looked at Bucky with tears flowing down her cheeks.

"No buts. You take what you're given, doll." Bucky slapped her pussy, making her gasp.

“Or can’t you even do that like a good slut anymore?” He slapped it again and one more time until she was panting and squirming.

"Bet you can make her cum just by slapping her pathetic pussy." Sam teased before licking his fingers; enjoying the vulgar sounds Bucky’s smacks were creating.

"Is that right, doll?" Bucky slapped her clit this time, making her cry out, "are you getting close because daddy's slapping your sensitive, wet cunt?"

"Y-Yes, Daddy! Yes! Please!" She cried, trying to arch her back but Bucky’s metal hand pushed her hips back down.

"No, doll. You don't deserve it." Bucky delivered 4 more consecutive slaps to her now red pussy before taking another orgasm right out of her grasp.

He wiped his palm on her thighs, mocking her with her own juices as she panted and sobbed, her PJs riding up and her sweaty back sticking to the sheets.

"How about we play with your toy a little? Since it's what you apparently preferred to your daddies' cocks." Sam switched the vibrations on and set the small device on the side of her clit.

"Papa!" She screamed, her head falling back and her eyes rolling shut.

"Oh so that's how it is? Our cocks too big for you to handle now, doll?" Bucky faked being letdown, his right hand landing a hit to her sore bottom.

“You don’t want ‘em no more?” Bucky mocked and she shook her head quickly, the vibrations spreading through her making her whimper and wiggle.

"No, D-Daddy. Want yours and Papa's cocks. Always w-want 'em." She struggled to get her words out as she neared climax once more.

Bucky smirked, pinching her thigh, adding to both her torture and pleasure, “that’s right, doll. Only our cocks can fill and satisfy your poor, tingly princess parts.”

"Papa, please." She begged, letting Sam know she was close.

"No. Disobedient, greedy sluts don't get to cum, pumpkin."

"Please, I'll be your good girl again. I- papa, please, I promise." Her folded body writhed on the bed as she sobbed.

"I said no." Sam moved the vibrating bullet from the side of her clit to the top of it, pressing it directly to the head.

"Papa, please ah- please!" She screamed, feeling her abdomen clench and her legs tense under Bucky's metal arm.

"Whatcha think, Bucky? She deserve to cum?" Her toes curled painfully and her back would’ve curved if it wasn’t for Bucky’s hand pinning her to the bed.

She looked at Bucky with teary, pleading eyes and the man only chuckled.

Bucky looked her right in her puppy eyes and smirked, "no, don't let her have it."

"Daddy, please." She wept more as her pussy clenched harder, "Papa."

"You heard him, little girl." Sam shrugged, falsely apologetic, before removing the vibrator from her clit.

Her body sagged back on the bed as she closed her eyes and cried, balled fists rubbing at her eyes.

"Please. I'm sorry. Won't do it again. Won't ever do it again." She kept babbling through heavy breaths, not even noticing that Bucky had let her legs go.

"Hey, no, don’t cry. It's alright, pumpkin. You took your punishment well," Sam told her, warm hand rubbing up and down her arm, trying to calm her sobs as he kissed her temple.

"So well, doll. We're proud of you.” Bucky held her face and pressed soft kisses to her sweaty forehead, her eyebrows, her eyes, her wet cheeks and her nose.

“Don't cry," he whispered to her lips before walking to the bathroom to draw her a bath.

"It's over, pumpkin. We're done." Sam’s thumbs swiped at her cheeks before he pecked the corner of her mouth.

"I'm sorry," she muttered, her voice thick with tears.

They really were. They'd taken away 3 orgasms from her in return for the 3 she gave herself without permission. Lesson teaching was over.

"I know, pumpkin. We're okay though.” Sam kissed her hands.

“You did so well for me and daddy. Such a good girl" He reassured her, his eyes softening as he kissed the crown of her head, "you were so good."

Sam kissed any new tears away, softly caressing her cheeks with his calloused thumb before pecking her lips. He helped her off the bed and out of the rest of her PJs.

"You're not mad at me no more?" She asked, clutching his pullover as his arms carried her naked form.

"Of course I'm not mad at you, pumpkin. You took your punishment like such a good girl." Sam smiled, rubbing his nose on hers, making her scrunch it up and giggle.

"Daddy too?" She looked up at Bucky as Sam lowered her into the warm water of the tub.

She hissed a little at the contact of the water with her tender skin, but soon relaxed under the welcoming temperature.

"No, doll. Not mad at you." Bucky kissed the top of her head and she smiled in relief.

“You know how much Papa and Daddy love you, pumpkin?” Sam asked, crouching before her to hold her chin and she giddily nodded in reply, making both men chuckle.

“How much?” Bucky cocked his head with a smile.

“So much it’s uncountable,” she answered, opening her arms wide so adorably, making Sam kiss her breathless.

“That’s right, doll.” Bucky leaned forward and stole the rest of her oxygen in a kiss of his own.

Sam and Bucky were internally comforted that she knew and remembered that their love for her was endless; that them having to punish her didn’t change anything about that love.

“Let’s get you out of here so me and Daddy can rub your favourite lotion on, yeah, pumpkin?” It was already hours past her bedtime and they didn’t want her to be tired the next day.

“And then we cuddle?”

“And then we cuddle, doll.”

[hypermania]

So I'm trying to get into Sam/bucky now because of the show and all the content and I just don't see it. What am I missing? It just feels like they're both in love with Steve and don't even like each other. I want in on the secret help a long time follower out

i mean sometimes it’s just vibes and if you’re not feeling it, you’re not feeling it, and that’s fine. don’t try to force it.

but for me with sambucky it’s about the potential. sa/msteve and st/ucky are both fine and i get the reasons people ship them but they’re both lacking something for me. sa/msteve is nice and quiet and full of mutual respect and love but i ultimately find it incredibly boring. there’s no conflict. they are just a 15k coffeeshop au full of fluff. which is fine and dandy but ultimately not for me.

st/ucky, on the other hand, is basically the angst ship of dreams (particularly unrequited st/ucky—bucky having steve all to himself for so long and then the serum changes that and suddenly steve belongs to the world and then there’s peggy and steve is looking at her like he’s never looked at anyone else and bucky just has to quietly watch steve slip through his fingers) and for that reason alone i very much get why people ship it (and i even ship it a little bit too). plus, there was the way that steve was basically like “well i guess i’m not even gonna try to keep living” after he thought bucky was dead and then the shot of steve just staring blankly at the ground after the “who the hell is bucky?” line while rumlow was arresting him was like A LOT. it still makes me feel things. and then the “but i knew him” line. like all of it. it’s all very angsty and romantic and full of feelings. but that’s also kind of all it is. it’s not.. fun. there’s no levity. there’s no laughter. there’s just sadness and nostalgia and the knowledge that they can never go back. it exists in the past, completely. do they deserve a soft epilogue, my love? yes, of course. but they’re never gonna get it and even if they could, i think it would ultimately be a bittersweet illusion. when i imagine them growing old together in a house, it feels more like a mausoleum: surrounded by their past, and longing for a life they can never get back. they’re not the same people they used to be. too much has happened. they can never go back.

which brings me to sambucky: it’s just pure unadulterated potential. it’s the antagonistic dynamic they have right now, but with the capacity for more. it’s the possibility of a future. it’s the fact that they claim to not like each other, but continue to work together, trusting each other above everyone else. for as much as they bicker and argue, they are very much a team, and they have been since the warehouse scene in civil war. they gripe at each other while they’re taking bullets for each other.

i also really enjoy that they kind of sort of get to be free with each other, in a way they don’t seem to be with anyone else. sam is the first person who didn’t treat bucky like a fragile ball of trauma or an unstoppable killing machine. he treated him like a person just by being annoyed with him and that’s.. huge? for a few minutes in a volkswagen beetle, bucky got to be a person instead of a tragedy.

and sam—who, up until that point was portrayed mainly as steve’s sidekick, just along for the ride, always upbeat and ready to go—got to be annoyed. which... is kind of a big deal. i cannot even begin to imagine the backlash sam would get if he was “rude” to anyone else. but with bucky it’s just funny. with each other, they get to be more than their designated roles in steve’s story. and it quite literally got them their own show.

and the show is exploring how their roles in relation to steve are hurting them: bucky is struggling with the weight of what he’s done and is clinging desperately to steve’s faith in him as the only thing that can redeem him, and it’s hurting him. the fact that he can’t let go of steve is a problem for him. it’s holding him back. it’s making him obsessed with this piece of metal and causing him to lash out and act irrationally and put himself in danger. 

sam is struggling with the weight of this responsibility steve thrust on him. because he’s not steve and he never will be and the world works very differently for him than it ever did for steve. and, most importantly, he’s not steve’s sidekick. that’s the point. he is a hero in his own right, with or without steve, and with or without the shield. but steve thrust a legacy on him and now he has to contend with that.

and over the course of the show, we’ve watched these parallel paths they’ve been on start to converge, even on a meta level. the first episode didn’t even have them on screen together. it just showed us where they’re at, specifically in relation to how steve left them—both struggling, both alone in that struggle. and they ARE very much alone in it. the camera even frames it that way. sam is alone in his apartment when he’s looking at that shield. bucky is alone on that couch in the therapist’s office. they talk to other people but there’s still a disconnect. they’re boxed in by steve’s absence. 

then, walker is given the shield, and suddenly their stories collide into each other. they’re on screen together. they’re arguing. they’re sniping at each other. they don’t want to be doing this together but there is nobody else in the world that is in this the way they are. it’s like they’re fighting to pull their stories back apart but they keep smashing back into each other because there’s nowhere else for them to go. by the end of the second episode, we watch them physically push their chairs together so that their limbs are tangled, and we get to the root of their individual struggles that i laid out earlier. and bucky is a dick and he feels bad about it. he feels bad about it because he hurt sam. and here’s the thing: that doesn’t work if they don’t already care about each other. sam wouldn’t be hurt by what bucky said if he didn’t care about bucky. bucky wouldn’t mind that he hurt sam if he didn’t care about him. so now here we are: they care about each other. they’re hurt and they’re struggling but they do care about each other.

so we move on to episode three, where they’re finally working together, not just in tandem. they still argue, they still gripe, but they’re doing it together. their bickering has moved past outright resentment, and into more playful territory (see: the trouble man conversation). they start checking in on each other. “you good?” “you okay?” bucky moves in front of a bullet for sam. sam yells, “buck!”

and this shift in dynamic progresses even further in episode four. bucky denies that sam is his partner, but both times walker says it, bucky’s reaction is significant. the first time, his automatic response is “he’s dealt with worse,” meaning that bucky has faith in sam, that he trusts him (and then, as an afterthought, he adds in the denial about the whole partners thing). the second time walker says it, it has enough of an affect on bucky that he actually convinces himself that sam might be in danger and ruins the whole damn operation over it. there’s also sam defending bucky’s very existence to zemo, sam telling bucky to stand down with zemo and bucky listening!, AND bucky doing what sam wants (stepping in between the ayo/walker fight) just because sam says his name in a certain tone. that’s boyfriend behavior, your honor! 

and most significantly we get “she said to come alone” “i’m coming with you.” this particular exchange matters to me for three reasons:

1. it’s bucky’s way of saying you’re not alone. i’m here for you. i care about you and i’m not going to let anything happen to you or your family. 

2. it’s the affirmation that they are a team. they’re in this together, no matter what. sam doesn’t have to ask bucky to be there. it’s a given.

3. it’s a parallel of sorts to that scene in catws when steve says, “you don’t have to come with me” and sam says, “i know. when do we start?” that conversation put sam and bucky in each other’s lives, tethered by steve. but this conversation moves them past him. it’s the first time that their partnership has absolutely nothing to do with steve or the way he ties them together. this is just about them.

i don’t know what the next two episodes are going to have in store for them but there is an obvious progression here so far. and there’s a lot they still need to work through. (there’s a lot bucky needs to apologize for.) but there’s possibility. there’s a future. there’s potential.

they already care about each other. they already trust each other. and they have the capacity for so much more! their bickering could turn to teasing and then to flirting! their partnership could turn to actual friendship and then to feelings! nothing is off the table with them: friends with benefits. pining. angst. fluff. hurt/comfort. fake relationship. there’s only one bed. pwp. being in denial. all the possibilities work! they could be all of these iconic otp posts:

missionary so we can continue our fight from before.

surprise! we’re making love!

character A gets hurt and character B realizes they’re in love when they lose their fucking mind about it

I’ve decided that my favorite ships are those ones where you don’t care if they’re together romantically or not, as long as they're together. It doesn’t matter if they’re kissing, as long as you know they’ll have each other’s back through everything, and really it’s a stronger bond than if they were banging anyway.  Because it’s all based off of trust and loyalty.

no trope fucks me up more than when person A watches person B with softness and wonder, all while person B is unaware

‘you’re a disaster i can’t believe i’m dating you.’ ‘i am irresistibly charming. or w/e’

which member of your otp says “no” right after the other takes a deep breath

In your OTP who gets tangled in their clothes during a strip tease and who sits there and watches them struggle.

Ok but which part of ur otp unironically calls themselves “a fucking delight” and which one immediately snorts

they’re both stubborn and it’s complicated

for your otp thing: who dies and who destroys a fucking city in grief

Which one is nervous before their first kiss / first time And Which one whispers ‘its just me, relax’

one time when i was a little drunk and laying in bed with a guy, i kissed his neck and mumbled ‘i could beat the shit out of you’ in his ear. he said ‘i know’

character A is pretty much 85% of character B’s impulse control

as much as i love the trope of a character falling fast and hard for someone, i also love the subtle descent where they don’t really think about it; where that person is just kind of there until one day they realize that person is so ingrained in their lives and they cannot do without them. where there is no conscious effort on either ends to become romantically involved but somehow the thought of them being with someone else is disconcerting. where ‘i enjoy being with you’ unwittingly turns into ‘i want to be with you’

The best ships are ones where feeling are confessed not during romantic and tenderly picturesque moments, but in the middle of a heated argument when one of them, in a fit of frustration, bursts out with ‘because I LOVE you, you dick!’

Who in your OTP asks the weird questions in the middle of the night and who hits the other in the face with a pillow

Imagine your OTP making out on a couch, but then one of them accidentally rolls off and the other one is either frantically asking if they’re okay or laughing at them

when you ship that couple that stubbornly refuses to say “i love you” to each other even tho they’ve had like 5 tearful “disaster is coming and i may never see you again” moments 

pairings where they “hate” each other but would be devastated if anything happened to one another aRE MY FUCKING WEAKNESS 

and on and on and on. 

in summary: it’s the potential. 

[margarethx]

I don’t like to praise fandoms that I’m a part of, because I feel like it’s way too easy to go from: “we are some of the nicest people on tumblr :)” to: “we do not make mistakes, ever, actually”. You can dismiss legitimate criticisms without a second thought if you believe that your fandoms are flawless and amazing.

That being said... I’m actually really glad to see the general lack of hatered towards Sharon Carter among people who ship Sambucky. I don’t know why that is, but I really hope we’ll never go there in the future. (Maybe it’s because people who love Sam Wilson understand how it feels to have your favourite character overlooked, erased from the narrative, or straight up demonized by... certain fans... so they avoid doing it to others? Maybe. It’s possible.)

Whenever I see Sharon written into a Sambucky story, she’s just there, doing her thing. Completely neutral and normal, sometimes even cool or funny. (I also met quite a few people, on Twitter of all places, writing Sharon who’s happy with Steve in various AUs. Which was surprisingly nice. I like this background pairing.)

And I’m sure that there are people who like Sambucky and despise or just dislike Sharon for whatever reason, but I don’t really see them around. I generally tend to forget about the seething hatered towards her character, because it just doesn’t appear on my timeline or in the tag. I only remember about it once in a while when someone is so vicious towards her elsewhere that the echoes of their comments reach me on accident.

Anyway... there isn’t really a point to this post. I just hope that people who love Sharon have a great day and find some cool content about her that doesn’t try to twist her entire personality to make her seem like a monster for the criminal act of “standing in the way of a ship that would totally become canon one day, for sure, absolutely, if she didn’t ruin it by being a woman in the vicinity :/”.

(Btw. I know that some people had solid reasons to dislike her arc in tfatws, but it’s just one single thing about her. We all know that people started to turn against her way before the series was even announced. It’s a separate discussion.)

[dynamicduoofstackie]

I’m curious why SamBucky is so rare-ish in these streets when it comes to pairing Bucky with an MCU character? I get it, I get it, with the Stucky ‘end of the line’; we been teaming up since the comic book days spiel. I personally see Bucky and Steve as brothers after Captain America: The Winter Soldier cause it felt like Bucky was ready to adopt Steve after his mother, who was his only remaining family, died.

That’s me. I know everyone not going to see it in that light. But Bucky gives me big brother vibes whenever he has to save pipsqueak Steve in the MCU. Plus the original comics had Bucky as an adorable, little sidekick that would make you think reverse big brother and little brother, with Steve being the big brother and Bucky the little brother. I don’t read the comics so it might just me. No offense. 

Is it really about the, Steve knew him longer thing? I mean other than possibly Natasha in the comics, Bucky has no clearly defined MCU love interests. Bucky was a flirt before he met Sarah Wilson, so him being able to flirt, just proves he’s coming into his own. I’m not saying he doesn’t like Sarah that way. But he also flirted with Peggy in the first Captain America movie because he’s a lady killer and was more than willing to take the two girls off Steve’s hand at the Stark Expo when Steve floundered. Steve/Tony I sorta get with the enemies to lover trope. The Bucky x Clint thing is really mind-boggling to me because there were no interaction between them in the MCU; so something must have happened in the comics. So okay... But the fact that Sam had more interaction with Bucky in the MCU and had a whole comic book series with him and Bucky shouldn’t have the ships OF SamBucky and Sam x Clint at a 700+ fanfic difference. Fandoms are so weird sometimes... anyway...

Sam and Steve are the only ones in the MCU who really interact with Bucky outside the strong and beautiful people of Wakanda. None of the Wakandians seem interested in Bucky, except in maybe a familial way. Like they found a stray cat, nursed and raised it; but the cat is still an outdoor cat that might visit from time to time, but is mostly out there doing its on thing. Just the feeling I get with how comfortable Bucky was interacting with Princess Shuri and/or the Dora Milaje. They respect him, fixed him, and let Bucky roam free.

Steve is somewhere on the moon or wherever, in The Falcon and Winter Soldier tv series and Sam is the only one willing to stay in contact with Bucky. Shoot in Endgame only Sam and Steve were Bucky’s only people because Steve protecting Bucky caused a rift between the Avengers. It was repaired, but Team Iron Man doesn’t know Bucky at all, and/or don’t seem interested. Team Captain America are either dead (Natasha), being with their family (Clint and Scott), or dealing with their own shit (Steve and Wanda). So that leaves Sam. That’s really no coincidence even though I’ll admit, Steve going to a support group to more Peggy instead of his two best friends that were recently missing was kind of shitty.

So again, getting back on track, why isn’t their more Sambucky love? We already know Stucky is default most popular in the fandom for Bucky pairing. But Sam, who has the enemies turn friends aspect about him and has been the only one, besides Steve, who openly tried to find Bucky. I mean what better love story is it for a man who went from thinking Bucky would be better off dead, to suddenly sacrificing his 9 to 5 and freedom to search for Bucky and help him escape the airport in Germany?

I mean SamBucky is one of the few ships that has a foundation of amazing content from Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan’s interactions with each other. Mackie and Sebastian literally went from play pretending like they couldn’t stand each other, to damn near needing someone to chaperone them in their interviews because they so random shit, flirt and love to be close. Sebastian has talked about Mackie more than any costar and Mackie has a wonderful knack for finding Sebastian on any red carpet event to compliment the hell out of him. They literally had a show created for the two characters because of that amazing chemistry and Sebastian even co-signed on it with this gem below.

The MCU was throwing Bucky and Sam together over and over again, way before they got their own tv series. They argued together, fought each other, tried to one up each other by ripping wings and dropkicking from the air. Even in the television show big-hearted Sam willingly allows Bucky to go on a top secret government mission with him. Checks in on him constantly to make sure he’s okay. The only one that defends Bucky against people like Zemo, Sharon and John Walker. 

Sam really was the one person that helped put most of Bucky’s demons to rest in The Falcon and the Winter Soldier. He gave him the tough love he needed in the end. He gave him purpose. He teased him like he was a normal person and not a former, brain-washed assassin. Sam watched over Bucky because he wanted to. Steve never asked him to check on Bucky. Steve never asked Sam to help him find Bucky. Steve never asked for Sam to sacrifice his freedom and go to the raft just so Bucky and Steve could escape in the airport. Sam volunteered to do that all on his own because he saw how worthy Bucky was. 

Why else would Sam have him on a top government mission? Why else would he try to bail out Bucky from jail or follow Steve and Bucky against his Avenger allies? Why else would he let Bucky talk him into let Zemo go? Or any of the other insane things they did together, unless he didn’t care? 

And that’s what Bucky needs, someone to give a damn about him. Someone to text him and chase after him. Someone to defend him and remind him that he’s not the Winter Soldier anymore. Someone to offer him a place to stay and normalcy. Someone who isn’t afraid to introduce to his family or watch his six in a battle. Someone touch him because he knows Bucky’s been touch-starved or tease him because he’s not afraid to be next to him. 

Sam knows this Bucky. The Bucky who was determined to give the Shield to Sam. The Bucky who dangled kids off his arm while talking to Sam’s sister. The Bucky who has trouble sleeping at night because he still has demons. The Bucky who tried to kill him because he didn’t have control of his own body The Bucky who was just as broken as Sam when Steve just Peggy over them. The Bucky who is trying to find purpose in a world that has forgotten about him. He doesn’t have to remake himself into the old Bucky for Steve because Sam only knows this Bucky. Bucky doesn’t have to be anybody, but himself around Sam and he is.

I mean maybe people  don’t care to pair Bucky with Sam because he was against saving Bucky the first time; or didn’t pull up the car seat; or didn’t want to jump in believing Bucky after he threw him across the room by his chin; or maybe because Sam’s black... WHO KNOWS. 

I just thought it was odd that the fandom doesn’t respect Anthony Mackie as a whole, too. Like the poor man has to insert himself into interviews with his white costars just to not be pretty arm candy. But that’s another rant for another post.