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getting inspired to create stuff is honestly the meaning of life. like i found a great story and now i wanna make a cool story too. literally could there be any better feeling

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He’s back with a Franz Kafka book wow

Oh barista cute what do?

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🩸🩸🩸 duh!!!

Naturally💜 ! For you!!

One of the guards tries to pull Buck away during processing, saying something in German half under his breath. John is almost thrown by it, by the order, the attempt but Buck just stares past him with that strange, half resigned haze like he’s not surprised at all. There’s a twitch to his bruised jaw and the cut on right cheek looks like it might start bleeding again. 

John swallows and hangs on to his arm, hard enough he’s probably leaving his own bruises on Buck’s skin. “Hey,” he says, pitched loud enough to be heard but not near as loud as he wants to be, “hey, buddy. If you’re taking him I’m coming too.”

They don’t have to take him, the one thing he already knows is he has shit for leverage. They can feed him a knuckle sandwich or the butt of a gun or even a bullet, and he’ll have to eat it. They could do any of those to Gale and he couldn’t stop them. Buck looks back at him with a quick, sharp shake of the head, absolute refusal, because he’s been taught that lesson just as roughly. John ignores all that. “If you’re taking him, I’m coming too.”

The guard glares at him. He’s young, John spots that right off, real young, and nervy. Looking over his own shoulder. He’s not thrilled either, but he says, “Ja, you wanna be deloused with your friend so badly, fine, come on.”

“Jesus, what are you thinking?” Buck hisses into his ear, but John ignores him. He’s lost enough on his own, he can’t look at Buck being anything but unflappable.

Make me write game

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Gale 'Buck' Cleven & John 'Bucky' Egan Masters of the Air (2024)

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Awwww I love your collection! 🥰🥰 thanks so much for sharing

My fridge!

@hogans-heroes the magnets look perfect!

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hiiiii how do we feel about a bucky who can cook decently but only in a group portion because that's what he learned from his mama

(chanting) bucky bucky bucky

“You sure you’re done?”

Across the table, Gale leans back in his chair. Eating his fill makes him relaxed, and Bucky likes the look of it on him.

“Don’t know how I could eat anymore,” Gale says, thumbing a toothpick into his mouth. “You’d think you were feeding an army.”

Bucky reaches for the pot between them and hustles the leftovers off to the refrigerator. “You don’t like my cooking?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“Good, because that stew is dinner for the week. Lunch, too. Hell, even breakfast if you’re feeling bold.”

“I can cook an egg, John,” Gale says, with a hint of reproach. “You don’t have to trouble yourself provisioning us like we’re under siege.”

Bucky tosses a backward glance over his shoulder. “My ma would cook for us in these big batches,” he says easily. “Stored it in the icebox. When we got hungry, I’d just heat it up for my sister and me. Guess I picked up the habit.”

Gale acknowledges this with an indistinct sound. Bucky busies himself loading the sink with dishes and filling it with water and suds. Quiet takes over the kitchen.

They’ve let a lot of things go unbothered between them over the years. Bucky’s not clear on the details of how things fell apart between Marge and Gale, and he doesn’t know what Gale told his ma about where he’s living. It’s their way of keeping the peace, and if sometimes the whole thing feels unbearably fragile to Bucky, well, usually he’s alright again come morning.

Bucky’s only just finished scrubbing Gale’s plate when Gale steps up beside him. He rustles around for a clean rag, then takes the dripping plate from Bucky’s hand to wipe it dry in unhurried, methodical passes. Bucky checks him affectionately with his hip. Gale smacks his shoulder.

The rhythm they settle into is easy, familiar. It’s only after a few minutes companionable silence that Gale asks, “Where’d your ma go, that you needed meals for the week?”

Bucky casts his eyes to the ceiling briefly. His hands work under the soapy water, hot enough that it should bother him, but it doesn’t, not after winters in Lower Silesia.

“Nowhere special,” he says. “Sometimes out. Sometimes her bed. She’d be gone a day or two, then come back and be laid up for awhile.” He shrugs. “She’s the first person I ever mixed a drink for. Taught me everything I know.”

A bowl slips Bucky’s grasp to thud against the bottom of the sink, and he goes fishing after it. Gale doesn’t say anything.

“My dad would be away on the job, but we never went hungry.” Bucky doesn’t pick apart the defensive note he hears in his own voice. “She was fun. She’s a good mom.”

At length, Gale says, “I believe you.”

He sets a plate atop the dry stack with a quiet clink. Stood shoulder to shoulder, neither of them look one another in the face, and so neither has to know whether the other is lying.

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Can we get more clegan bikeriders or bucky × benny???

there's so much bikeriders content honestly!! we are eating good anyway go read @johnslittlespoon tough and sweet and @hogans-heroes bike riders x mota crossover because they're both big brained and their fics are perfect

adding my little ideas with an au where Gale is in a biker gang who frequents this one diner John works at, a "family friendly" place with red and white stripes, the type of place you wouldn't expect someone like Gale to frequent except he has a silly little school girl crush on one of the waiters

and of course heads are going to turn when a man who's Harley is rumbling loudly outside walks in with his leathers on and a deep scowl on his face, and yet all he does is move right to the bar and park right there, waiting to get John's attention so he can quietly order a coke

of course John being the guy™ he is always tries to make Gales coke a float, asks if he wants to add a little sweetness to it with a wiggle of his eyebrows because he LOVES to see this tough looking biker blush a little bit when he intentionally brushes their fingers together

John loves it because Gale tries to act all tough, he rides in a gang after all, but he doesn't smoke, doesn't drink, and he's downright smitten with John and John knows it, he just wants to play cat and mouse a little bit because he loves seeing Gale all smitten

and of course John would follow Gale outside to his bike and ask for a ride, come on, Buck, just one ride, please? and Gale can't even imagine denying him so he allows John to sit on the back of his bike and when John orders him to pull over he does, at which point John makes a big show of grabbing the front of Gales jacket and kissing the hell out of him, good shit good shit

need me some tough looking Gale that's just absolutely in love with the big fool John

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Just some more cute inspo for you 🥰 I love your art!

Gif by @carnevol

thank you sm, Avonne!!🥹🌷 i am in looove with your every writing!!

And thanks for the inspo! They’re soo husbands coded🧚🏻‍♀️

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I really enjoy your work! If you take asks: Kinda canon compliant imo but a Bucky sickfick. He's answer to any and all issues seem to be whisky, coffee or self destructive behavior by variety of means. There are some of the really obvious ones, but also less so. He was lying awake in the middle of the night when they were woken up for mission briefing. Buck is having breakfast in the cafeteria and he just has coffee. He often /seems/ jolly, affectionate and happy... especially when drunk. How far would things have to go before someone dared to intervene?

xx -anon

Hello! Thank you sm for your message, sorry it took me so long to reply. This one hit me in the FEELS and is an excellent observation of our dear Bucky. I can’t make a whole fic right now but lots of thoughts on this below…

Bucky definitely has a lot of self-destructive behaviors, but in the beginning, as you mentioned, they start out as just being neglectful in an unconscious way. He’s shown not sleeping or eating when the others are, drinking enough to be a problem, and obviously picking fights for the heck of it. Even Gale seems to be better at taking care of himself than Bucky is, Gale is at least shown eating and sleeping, not running headlong into things. Bucky is fantastic at taking care of others but not so much himself. 

To answer your question, I think it would have to go pretty far for others at the base to realize something was wrong. Bucky’s lack of sleep and food and too-cheerful insistence that he’s fine (which we see soooo often in the show) would continue stubbornly even when he’s literally collapsing. That’s probably what it would take for people to go wtf—Bucky actually hitting the ground—and start to dig deeper and realize what’s been going on. It makes sense Bucky would get sick too. He would hate it, but what if he’s too weak to put up a fight?(Need to insert some Dad Chick here).

So many great possibilities here. Thanks for the ask!

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"So you're Bucky and he's Buck...?"

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How it feels to be in the fandom of a show about friendship :

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some clegan cuddling bcs I'm having a panic attack rn

in the late hours of the evening with the last rays of sun shining through their window and they're both on the squishy couch they found, both of their bodies pressed entirely against each other's

breathing slow, eyes heavy, John's face tucked into Gale's neck with his arms around Gale's waist, one of his thumbs tracing a line up and down his spine, tucking underneath his shirt to feel Gales warm body against him

Gale has an arm wrapped around John's shoulder, his thumb following John's motion on his shoulder, face pressed into John's neck the same way, nose tucked against his pulse, John feels so warm, Gale's never been enveloped by this warmth

it's an easy and lazy evening and they both feel good, they both feel safe in each other's arms

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two pics of Austin i hadn’t seen before 🥹

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My heart couldn't take another pilot in the potato field.

MASTERS OF THE AIR Part Four