#SamBucky Fic writers

[cadiebug]

I don't have writer's block, I have plenty of ideas, I've written so many unpublished things, I just hate everything I write, and I feel like that might be worse than writer's block.

[bisamwilson]

hey honey! 💖 sambucky and 25. things you said in front of other people!

thanks for the ask, sweetheart <3 does something over 1k words count as a snippet oops (from this list)

"I just wasn't really feelin' it, y'know?" Sam laments to the circle of older ladies around him, sighing while they all nod along knowingly.

It's the first Thursday of the month, which means the local older women's book club is meeting in a small room off the church building where Sam's daddy had preached for twenty years, and, just like every first Thursday of the month that Sam's been in Delacroix since he was fourteen years old, Sam came by to help them set up tables and chairs for all the potluck food they bring with them.

And just like every first Thursday of the last six months since Sam and Bucky had rented a little house down here for when the world isn't on fire--last month excluded, given New York City, at least, was actually on fire--the first fifteen minutes of the local older women's book club is spent lightly interrogating Sam about his love life.

"How many of these dating app first dates have you been on, Sam?" Ms. Sheryl asks from beside him, her arms crossed over her chest.

Sam looks up at the ceiling and counts them in his head, each disappointing match after disappointing match. "Twelve in the last two months, Ms. Sheryl. Thirteen if you count the woman from NOLA I met at a jazz bar and had to leave after five minutes because an emergency mission came up. She unmatched me after that."

Ms. Sheryl nods, her lips pursed, and Sam thinks he might've accidentally just proved a point he didn't know she was making yet. "And how many of those got second dates?"

Sam's saved from having to answer that disheartening, kind-of-a-rhetorical question from the late arrival of Ms. Josephine, newcomer to both the book club and to Delacroix.

She'd moved here about a month and a half ago, about half a year after her husband had passed away, looking for a new start. Every interaction Sam's had with her thus far has been honestly lovely, and he already knows she's got a soft spot for Bucky given how much of her house he'd come over to help fix since she'd moved in. Sam's had his fair share of her "thank you" cooking, and knows full well she's as wonderful a cook as she is a lady.

"Evenin', ladies," she says, holding some kind of dish in her hand that smells downright heavenly. "And Sam," she adds with a wink, smiling when Sam takes the dish from her and sets it over on the table with the rest of the food. "What'd I miss?"

"Sam was just lamenting to us about his dating woes," Ms. Jackie replies, with a tone full of sympathy but a playful twinkle in her eye, taking Sam's hand and patting it soothingly when he comes to stand next to her, leaving his previous seat open for Ms. Josephine.

Sam laughs and squeezes Ms. Jackie's hand. "You've got a son about my age, right, Ms. Josephine? Is he single?"

All the other ladies in the room chuckle along at Sam's joke, but Ms. Josephine just looks confused. "Did something happen with you and Bucky?" she asks, concerned. "He didn't mention it when he came by to fix one of my hinges this morning."

Sam's eyebrows furrow this time around. "Not that I know of? Not unless something has happened in the last thirty minutes since I checked my phone, anyway, but he's not generally the type to call in any case."

Ms. Josephine's face morphs from confusion to contemplation, and she crosses her legs at her ankles and crosses her hands over her lap. "So are y'all in one of those relationships where you can date other people then? I saw some article about that a few weeks ago. Must have some real good communication between the two of you to make both that and all your superheroing work."

She sounds almost impressed, but Sam doesn't really have the mental capacity to acknowledge that right now, not when his brain got stuck on the word "relationships" applied to Bucky and himself.

He looks around the rest of the group to see if any of them are gonna correct her while he's still stuck in his state of shock, but finds all of them just looking vaguely amused.

He shakes his head minutely. "Ms. Josephine, Bucky and I aren't dating."

Her eyes go more than a little wide. "Wait, so you did call it off?"

Sam shakes his head again, a little more vigorously. "No, ma'am. We weren't ever dating in the first place. Did Bucky tell you we were?"

Ms. Josephine shakes her head right back. "Never explicitly, Sam, but it ain't exactly hard to tell when somebody's head over heels. He talks about you like you went and hung the moon for him. Just yesterday he came by and asked if I'd seen one of the recent news segments about you, gushing about how amazin' you look flyin' up there. 'He's so fast, and nimble, Ms. Josephine,' he said to me, all moony eyed. 'It's like nothing you've ever seen before. Sometimes I swear he looks like an angel when he's got his wings spread out.'

"And that's not even countin' the things he says about you when you've been home for a bit. He's always talkin' about whatever fishin' you've done recently, or charity work you've been doin' around here or in NOLA, or how excited you were to buy new cat toys the week before. Every time I ask him if he's got any special requests for thank you meals, he always asks for something with a spice level I'm still not sure he can handle, tellin' me all about how it's been one of your favorites since you were a kid. Bucky's spent at least four days a week at my house pretty much since I've moved in, Sam, and I'm pretty sure I know more about you than I do about him, given how much he talks about you."

Sam's world is starting to tilt on an axis, but he's saved from having to speak up by Ms. Jackie throwing in her two cents. "You know he hates the smell of the flowers he buys from me for y'all's table every week," she says, tone full of faux nonchalance. "Says they're a little too fragrant for his nose because of the serum, but he buys 'em anyway because you always smile when you see he's brought home fresh ones."

Ms. Sheryl's lips quirk up. "You know he replaced damn near every faucet in my house as payment for me helping him with some of the most complicated bits of that sweater he knit you for Christmas. Said it had to be perfect because he knew how cold you always get any time you have to go north of here."

Ms. Maybelle comes in with the final blow, and it hits Sam like the steel chair in all the WWE shows AJ insists on watching every week. "And it ain't like you don't do the same things neither, Sam. Every time I see you it's, 'Hey, Ms. Maybelle, how you been? You wanna see this cute picture I got of Bucky and the cats earlier? They fell asleep on the porch swing he built for us.' You spent the first five minutes of the book club session two months ago debating whether or not Bucky should grow his hair out because he wanted new opinions that weren't yours, and at least half of that was you trying to explain how nice he looked before with the long hair even though it was greasy, but how you like the way the short hair feels when he has his head in your lap on movie night."

Sam doesn't really know how he can defend himself here, but he's got some argument on the tip of his tongue about how their couch was just a little too small for the both of them and their cats, so the head in the lap was the obvious solution. He doesn't think it'll do much damage control, but he thinks he should at least make the attempt.

Instead, he turns back to Ms. Josephine kind of on autopilot. "He called me an angel?" he asks, his heart a little fluttery, and Ms. Josephine just smiles.

"I'll, uh, see you all here same time next month?" he asks as a kind of permission to leave. "I think I might need to go see what my roommate is up to."

"Bring your boy with you next time, Sam," Ms. Sheryl replies, nodding him towards the door. "It's much more fun to tease you both together."

[livingincolorsagain]

rereading old-ish sambucky fics to feel something

[mojiitoos]

Me going to sleep at 5am after reading the most gay shit i've ever seen in my entire life (of course it's stony🙀)

[sleeplessmidnight26]

New story!

Driving Lessons

Peter Parker is sixteen and he just got his learner's permit. But Steve and Tony are too busy getting ready for an upcoming mission to take him for a driving lesson. Good thing Peter's got his uncles to bail him out.

[capsicle13]

WIP GAME

Tagged by @sleeplessmidnight26 and @blackwood4stucky

Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

fics with * have working titles

fics in italics are loosely plotted out but are not currently in production

fics in bold are currently in production

fics with 😮‍💨 will be planned and written some time in the future.

Fics by series

• Creating Happiness

• Thing Called Love

Oneshots/stand-alone

•Runaways

• Be Here for You

•Hiding the Truth

• A Favor

• It Has Always Been You

• Artificial Love

• Incomplete

• Tony’s Instagram Stories

• Love Shouldn’t Hurt

• Something Special

• Start Again

• Learning to Love Again

• A Second Chance

• Undercover

• Consequences

•Superfamily Drabbles

• Down for the Ride

• New Beginnings

• Carry the Weight

• Selfish Love

• His Omega

• Keep A Secret

• One More Night

• Our Growing Family

• A Second Chance At Happiness

• Forgiveness Is How We Move On

• Closure 😮‍💨

• One and Done 😮‍💨

• Family Is Everything 😮‍💨

• Cursed 😮‍💨

• Missing Piece 😮‍💨

No pressure tags: @snazzyerin @stark-and-shield @greenblueasu @bigbearbigworld @hannahshattuck @sleeplessmidnight26

[spidey-is-tired]

anyone have any random fic prompts please please drop them in my askbox, no smut pls, ships in tags

[cobrafantasies]

Author Question Tag Game Thing

Thank you so much for the tag @siancore! 💕

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

60

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

457,340

3. What fandoms do you write for?

SamBucky

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Pretend We're Real (Until We Are) So, This is Jealously The Winter Soldier Enjoys Baseball Take Care Focus on You

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes. I get too excited not to.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Really, I only write happy endings but I guess I'll say The Night Hell Freezes Over because even though things work out in the end, it's just a road of angst until the very end.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Maybe I'll say Heartless Hunk of Metal because it's a fairytale AU so it feels like more was at stake and they had to work harder to get there.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I would say I've only gotten some stern criticism. I've made some honest mistakes purely from lack of knowledge/awareness but I've been lucky that people haven't been brutally hateful when criticizing.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes, too much. Recently, I've actually calmed down and started writing (hopefully) elegant alludes to smut but in the beginning, almost every story had very long smut scenes or was all smut. I would say all my smut is usually emotional/sensual and sometimes I dabble in kinks lol. I'd like to write kinkier stuff but I'm nervous.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

No, it's probably because I become obsessed with one fandom/paring at a time and strictly write for them until I move on.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I think so. A couple people have left comments asking if they could but I never followed up to ask for a link so I haven't seen them.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

SamBucky.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Maybe the Avengers party where Bucky will get drunk on Asgardian mead. It sounds like a simple story but it's been sitting in my docs forever.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'd like to say I'm good at dialogue and characterization (at least of the mains)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Action for sure. Anything that requires research, I'm so lazy sometimes it's the whole reason I don't write a certain story. And lastly, complex plot points. I struggle with writing lengthy, intricate multi-chapter fics.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I'm scared of this. Sometimes I want to but I know Google Translate isn't always reliable and I don't know any other language well enough.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Friends. It's the only other fandom I've written for. Was obsessed until I moved on to SamBucky. We'll see how long this one lasts :)

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

I usually go with So, This is Jealously since I'm proud of a lot of things within that story.

No pressure, tagging: @wilsonsb4be, @princeofbadassery @abarbaricyalp @six2vii @thatmexisaurusrex

[barneswilsonrogers]

Holy shit dude. This is one of the most beautifully written fic i have ever read and the fact that its Sam-centric makes me feel like I’m dreaming. Give it a read you wont regret it!!

[wenellyb]

A Sunny day in Delacroix

A small ficlet for @samtember2022 Day 26 - Rainy day/cosy

Bucky is going on a picnic and Sam doesn't like it at all, but he has a plan and asks his friend for help.

"You need me to do what? " Thor must have missed something, because Sam sent him a message with their secret code for emergencies, and then dropped this on him.

"You heard me the first time" Sam, was already irritated with his friend because he knew Thor was going to drag this forever. Sam just needed him to do this, no questions asked, but that wasn't happening apparently.

"I did, but I'm still not sure what you meant by 'I need you to make it rain'...", Thor was pretty sure this didn't qualify as an emergency.

"Thor, I've never asked you for anything ever, please just do this one thing for me" Sam said softly.

"Sam..." Thor started.

But Sam was already interrupting him "If you can make thunder, technically, you can make it rain"

"That's not how it works Sam, you texted code red for this?? Code red is supposed to be for emergencies like an alien invasion, or half of the city being about to be blown off. Why would you need rain anyway? The sun is shining, you should be happy." Thor was still trying to make sense of this whole conversation

"This IS an emergency, Bucky just left, he's going on a date and I need to stop it", Sam said, as if Thor was supposed to understand what this meant.

"Sam, I'm going to need you to stop talking in circles, be straight with me"

"Bucky is going on a date"

"...and?"

"And I need to stop it, they're going on a picnic and I need to stop it" Sam responded.

"You're kidding me right?" Thor thought for a minute that he should pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming this conversation.

"Are you going to help me or not?" Sam said with determination. Thor was lost.

"Since when are you and Barnes an item?"

"We're not, I just don't want him going on dates with other people".

"So, what's your plan here, to sabotage all his dates for the rest of his life?"

"I haven't thought that far, I just need to stop this one before I can set up another plan."

"Sam, you do realize how insane this is, right?"

"Yes, I do. So, are you going to help or not?"

"Of course I am, Sam, I've never refused to help Captain America, and I won't start now, just know that I don't approve of this plan. But I support your nonsense for better or for worse". Thor said solemnly, being his dramatic self.

"Thank y.." Sam was only focusing on Bucky's date, he didn't care what Thor thought about his plan.

Thor interrupted him "But you owe me a dinner date, and I get to be the Best Man at your wedding if this crazy plan of yours works out".

"Dinner first, I don't know if Bucky feels the same way"

"Yeah, right", Thor said, already thinking about the Best Man outfit he would wear to the wedding.

____

Sam was sitting in the living room, when Bucky opened the door to their shared house, soaking wet, and looking better than he ever did with his wet hair.

"Oh, you're back already?", Sam asked innocently,

"Yeah, it started raining before I even got there, we had to cancel our date. The weird thing is weather forecast announced sun for the whole week"

"You know, the weather is so unpredictable"

"I guess" Bucky agreed.

"I was going to watch Rings of Power re-run, we can watch it together if you want, since you liked the Hobbit, you'll like this one".

"Sure",Bucky was looking forward to this cozy afternoon home. If he was being honest, he didn't even want to go on this date in the first place, but he needed to get over Sam, because this thing with Sam would never happen obviously.

Sam and Bucky settled on the couch and started the show.

"Do you want some popcorn?", Sam said after 2 episodes.

"Sure why not"

Sam got up and went to the kitchen to prepare the popcorn.

Bucky kept watching the show because Sam had already seen it and didn't need him to pause, but Sam's phone started vibrating on the table.

Bucky didn't mean to snoop or check Sam's phone, but a message flashed on Sam's phone and something caught his attention. His name. 

Bucky read the message quickly before it disappeared and it read "so how did it go with Bucky?" followed by a thunder and rain emoji. The most surprising thing was that the text was coming from Thor.

"You got a message" said dryly, when Sam got back.

"Oh, I'll check it later"

"From Thor" Bucky insisted.

Sam didn't say anything, and was a little afraid of checking his phone now, he didn't know what Bucky had seen exactly.

"You care to tell me why Thor is sending you texts about me, or will I have to ask him myself?" Bucky was getting irritated by Sam's silence.

"It's not what you think" Sam tried, 

"And what am I supposed to think?"

"I asked Thor for a favor, and he helped me"

"And the service involved me obviously, so I would need you to tell me a little bit more"

"I can't"

"You know what Sam, I never know what to think with you, you say we have to be open with each other and then you do this"

Bucky stood up to leave. 

"Where are you going?" Sam said as Bucky reached the door. 

"I'm going for a walk. I can't do this right now"

"But it's still raining" Sam pointed out.

"I prefer the rain than whatever this is", Bucky mumbled, he didn't know what to think and was on the verge of tears, he didn't want Sam to see him like this.

"Bucky please", Sam pleaded, but Bucky was already out the door.

Sam grabbed a coat and an umbrella and went to look for Bucky.

It took Sam a while to find Bucky. He was walking by the docks, looking like he was lost in his thoughts.

Bucky slowed down when he saw Sam but didn't stop walking.

"Bucky, listen, I'm sorry",

"What are you sorry for? Sam, I don't even know what's happening. I just know that you're keeping secrets from me when you're the one who insisted best friends tell each other everything" Bucky sighed "You talk about me behind my back and I know that you would never do that to me, but I can't help but make up dozens of scenarios about how somehow I upset you and you felt like you couldn't talk to me, and had to confide in Thor instead". Bucky took a deep breath.

"Sam. If you have a problem with me, just tell me, I can handle it, you don't have to vent to your friends, I'm not some fragile child you have to tiptoe around, just tell me and I'll fix it.

"Bucky, I don't have a problem with you, you're perfect"

Bucky blushed at that, he hated when Sam talked like that because he always ended up craving for more "Then was is it?"

"I asked Thor to make it rain"

"What?" Bucky suddenly felt like they had switched to a completely different conversation without him noticing.

"I asked Thor to use his power to make it rain" Sam repeated "I knew your date was taking you to a picnic, and didn't want you to go, it made perfect sense to me at the time"

"You don't like Dave?" Bucky asked cautiously

"I don't care about Dave, but I care about you"

Bucky remained silent, not sure he understood.

"I'm so sorry Buck, when I thought about it it made perfect sense in my mind, but I realize now that it doesn't. I wasn't thinking, I panicked, I just knew I had to stop you from going on that date, and I lost it a little"

"What are you saying Sam?"

"I'm saying I love you, Bucky"

Bucky smiled and launched himself at Sam, because he had been waiting for this moment even though he never dared to hope that it would actually happen. Sam caught him and they kissed.

"You know, you're supposed to be the normal one in this relationship", Bucky said against Sam's lip, now that he had Sam all for himself, he had no intention of ever letting him go.

"We'll see about that," Sam smiled.

They walked home, finished the show, and both went to Sam's room instead of each walking to their own room like the previous nights.

Later that night, Sam sent a text to Thor saying "You'll be my Best Man for the wedding" and ended it with a wink face emoji.

Tags: Post-TFATWS, first kiss, jealousy, unrequited requited love, Sambucky, Thor Odinson.

[micamicster]

The glut of stucky fic i consumed in a fugue state over the last few days has inevitably brought back around to my true love (sambucky)

[cadiebug]

For me the height of writing fan fiction is writing an entire 2000 word fic in your notes app on your phone during a flight because you don't have wifi

[bisamwilson]

this is so hard all the prompts are great! but how about 13...discreetly?

#13: ...discreetly

this took over a month i'm so sorry written for the baseball au! n s f w, but more M rated than E

Staying behind after everyone else has left isn't exactly uncommon for them most days.

It had been a good game, evenly matched up until the Sox had pulled through in the last inning. Sam had pitched a no-hit inning in the top of the ninth, keeping the score tied as the Sox went up to bat, and Joaquín had pulled through with a triple right away. Bucky managed a single not long after, and the Sox had another win under their belt.

It's left Sam feeling pumped up and antsy as they all file back into the clubhouse at the end of the game, and one look at Bucky, already grinning in his direction, is enough to know that Bucky is already fully aware that he's all wound up.

They both start to stall when the rest of the guys hit the showers, Bucky by making an absolute show out of cool down stretching--popping cinnamon bubblegum bubbles constantly as he goes--and Sam by chatting and horsing around with whichever of their teammates happens to be around. He kills time during the first round of team showers by shooting the shit with Joaquín, purposefully keeping his eyes away from the way Bucky's bent over and touching his toes, and he manages to waste away the time it takes for the rest of the team to shower by making Friday night plans with Rhodey and Luke before they headed home.

Bucky hits the showers before that conversation's over, early enough that it doesn't seem like they were waiting to shower together but late enough that Sam won't have any problem slipping under the spray with him before the water gets cold.

Rhodey throws him a look when Sam briefly turns his head to watch Bucky walk towards the showers, winking back at him, and Sam knows some of his teammates probably know, that Rhodey knows specifically, but Sam also knows that none of those teammates have said anything, have let on that they know other than a look here or there.

Sam also knows he's not ready to say anything about it either.

So instead he turns back to Rhodey when Bucky disappears into the showers and bids him and Luke goodbye when the rest of the team has left, Luke promising to buy him a drink on Friday night for that last stretch of pitching in the ninth inning.

Sam waits until the sound of their voices and their footsteps peter out, and then waits another couple minutes for good measure, before stripping out of his uniform and sneaking over to Bucky's shower stall with nothing but a towel around his waist.

He hangs it up nearby before slipping in behind him and wrapping his hands around Bucky's waist, placing a soft kiss to his shoulder.

"Seems like they stay behind longer and longer every time," Bucky says, voice betraying just the tiniest bit of frustration, as he turns around in Sam's arms to face him. He bends his head down like he's going to kiss him, but he bypasses Sam's mouth entirely, instead latching on gently to his neck and sucking softly at the skin there.

He places his hands on the front of Sam's shoulders and gently pushes him backwards, until he's got Sam lounging back against the wall of the shower stall.

He moves his hands down to Sam's ass, gently kneading and massaging, while he kisses at Sam's neck, and then his collarbone, and then his chest, before sucking gently on a nipple, scrapping his teeth gently against the nub. Sam grabs a loose hold of Bucky's hair, throwing his head back against the wall and trying his best not to moan.

Bucky's just about got Sam squirming from the attention on his nipple when they both hear heavy footsteps run into the clubhouse, followed by Joaquín asking, "Now where the fuck did I put my keys?" aloud.

Sam freezes, and Bucky slowly pulls off Sam's nipple, straightening himself back up until they're pressed fully together, their lips only a breadth apart.

"Gotta stay quiet for me, angel," Bucky says, softly enough no one but Sam could hear him over the sound of running water, but it still puts Sam on edge. "Wouldn't want anyone else to hear you all sweet for me."

He kisses Sam again then, before he can respond, despite the fact that Joaquín is still in the next room searching for his keys. It's soft, more chaste than Sam knew a kiss could be when there's another naked body pressed up against his in the shower.

The uncharacteristic chasteness is enough of a distraction that he doesn't notice Bucky's hand sneaking down to his groin until it's too late, until he has to bite down on his own bottom lip to muffle his surprised groan.

Bucky puts his other hand over Sam's mouth and grins, continuing his slow stroke over Sam's cock. Sam tries for a half-hearted glare, but he's too busy trying to keep quiet when all he wants to do is fuck up into Bucky's hand.

Joaquín continues searching for his keys, seemingly unaware, and a couple minutes pass by this way: Bucky's hand over Sam's mouth, Bucky's hand on Sam's cock, Sam trying desperately to keep in his moans and groans while Bucky works him over.

Joaquín whoops when he finally finds his keys, probably hidden under a glove somewhere in his mess of a locker, and whistles a jaunty little tune as he heads back out of the clubhouse to go home.

Bucky lets his hand fall from Sam's mouth as soon as the whistling is out of earshot, replacing it with his mouth.

Sam nips lightly at Bucky's lip. "Asshole," he says, without any heat.

"Hmm, yeah, probably," Bucky replies, voice overly cheeky, before kissing him again. "But I think I can make it up to you. Keep your hands in my hair?"

Bucky drops to his knees.

Sam tightens his grip.

[thatmexisaurusrex]

Author Question Tag Game Thing

Awww, thank you so much for tagging me, @cobrafantasies! 🥰

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

278

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

too high 😂

3. What fandoms do you write for?

SamBucky mostly, but I've done other ships

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

You’re a Sunflower (I Think Your Love Would Be Too Much)  Bucky Quest 2K14 Bucky Quest 2K15  How Had He Not Seen It Sooner? Wakanda Watch 2K17

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I used to, but then I got so behind on them that it's kind of stressful to think about. I'm sorry if I haven't responded to a comment 😅 I love comments dearly and I'm sorry I haven't been responding, please keep commenting.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I'm more of a happy endings person, buuuut I've written a few with semi-angsty endings. I'd say then like a sinner before the gates of heaven (I’ll come crawling back to you) has the one of the angstier endings I've made.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of my endings are happy, but Bucky Quest probably is one of my favorite happy endings out of the ones I've made.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I wouldn't say that's something I usually do. Perhaps criticize if something needs to be said, but for the most part, I just like to say nice things to people because writing is hard, especially something free like fanfiction, and I want to make people feel like they're appreciated 🥺

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes. Mostly adorable, dorky people in love being goofy who happen to be doing something steamy.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Not usually, no. I can't think of one that I've done, actually.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so. I feel like someone would tell me if it happened, though.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yup! Bucky Quest has a Spanish translation!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Several fics. My favorite was probably the multi-creator collab Water They Waiting For 🥰

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

SamBucky definitely 😆

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

My Art Thief!Bucky, PI!Sam fic. It's written. I just don't know if I'm happy with it. And do people still want to see it even??? I have no clue lol

16. What are your writing strengths?

Description is a strength of mine as well as comedy 😆 I think I'm pretty good at characters and dialogue too but maybe other people who read my work will know better haha

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Editing. I have such a bad time sitting down and reading my work out loud to get all the grammar things and make sure it's coherent. Not because I don't like my work, but because I like writing more than reading if that makes sense? And I suck at catching grammar and typo problems in my own work haha

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Sometimes I translate. I've definitely done that before or looked up a song in a different language other than English. I try not to translate too much since I won't say languages are my forte, though, I can at least understand Spanish okay (eight years of Spanish will do that for a person, though, I wish I was better at actually writing it). I've translated stuff into Morse code even. Sometimes, I just say it's in another language and italicize the dialogue. If you're scared of translating and don't want to mess up, that's not the worst trick.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Naruto. Don't look at me 😂

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I don't have favorites, I love my babies equally. Though I will say I do truly enjoy Buffy Burnes Ph.D. the Scientific Illustrator Roommate, The Meeting of Branchus and Apollo, and The Bone Man dearly.

No pressure, tagging: @sambambucky @questinwitchface @sassysambucky @saryasy @firstelevens

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New fic!!!

Catching Feelings

Bucky is living at the compound with the rest of the avengers and he’s getting used to everyone and making friend. With everyone except for Sam. He can’t stand Sam and everyone can see it. That is until Bucky comes to the realization that his feelings for Sam is now how he thought.

Finished Fic

Beautiful Trauma

Final chapter is up now!