#implied sambucky and steve are a thing

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if we got a second season of tfatws what would you want to be in it 👀

Oh my gosh, such a good question to ask! 😆 A very hard one too Cassie, lemme think on this 🤔

Okay, a few things that would be a must would be:

A "Meanwhile, on the boat..." moment, or perhaps a montage of moments where things are happening throughout the MCU movies that happened post-TFATWS and Sam and Bucky are just 😂 on the boat, hearing about the events after the fact. I keep thinking about the scene in season 7 of Supernatural where they montage Dean commenting on what Castiel does with his new godlike powers while Dean fixes his car, but it doesn't have to be like that (3:16-3:46 here for reference lol).

Sam needs to save Bucky from falling. Sam had someone he couldn't save in the air. Bucky didn't have anyone to save him when he fell. Sam and Bucky both need that catharsis and it's wild that didn't happen in the first season.

Sam flying around as Bucky snipes at things 😂 Again - how did that not happen in the first season?

Sam and Bucky must either be already roommates or looking for an apartment which will be the place they will live in together.

Sarah, AJ, and Cass must be in it as well as other people we've seen like Carlos, Tommy, Isaiah, and Eli.

Another song by Curtis Harding must close the show's next sunset ending (it MUST be a good ending where they look into the sunset again, I'm sorry, I don't make the rules). Perhaps Can't Hide It by Curtis Harding?

Joaquín! There must be more Jay, I refuse to believe there wouldn't be so much more Jay in a season two.

FLASHBACKS. WHERE. WERE. THE. FLASHBACKS. Gimme Sam and Riley flashbacks, flashbacks of Sam with his family, gimme more info on Sam.

Can we???? Get more info on Sarah too???? Like was she married before??? Who are Cass and AJ's dad or dads??? How does she feel about Sam disappearing for a huge chunk of years??? I just want to know more about her.

And GIDEON. GIVE SAM HIS OLDER BROTHER.

Also, GIVE SAM BIRD TELEPATHY, YOU COWARDS, AS WELL AS A FALCON NAMED REDWING.

AYO AND ANEKA VISIT. THEY HAVE TO VISIT. LET AYO AND ANEKA BE BESTIES WITH SAM AND BUCKY.

Acknowledgment that Sam found Bucky in Europe but kept Bucky's secret and visited Bucky. Also that Sam visited Bucky during his time as a goatherder in Wakanda, possibly with a reference to the costco tub of lube 😂

MORE EPISODES. GIVE US MORE EPISODES. GIVE US TEN EPISODES AT LEAST, YOU COWARDS.

Things I can live without but I think would be a waste if they aren't in a hypothetical season two:

A huge and exciting action sequence during a New Orleans Mardi Gras Parade with Sam being the King of that parade.

There's a team of villainous jugglers in the Marvel comics called the Death-Throws. I really want them as secondary comedic villains who may or may not be kind of good people a la Jessie, James, and Meowth from Team Rocket in Pokemon movies. Just let Sam and Bucky have some comedy villains in the background doing their thing, Marvel.

Visiting Steve on the Moon. I just think Sam and Bucky deserve space shenanigans. I will also take a Facetime, if that's too out of budget, though.

Misty Knight cameo where Sam and Misty either imply or outright talk about being exes. Probably amicable, though, it would be funny if Sam's a bit awkward about it, but Misty's chill with him.

Karli resurrection. She deserved more of a redemption arc than Walker. Bring her back to life, Disney, I dare you.

Bucky and Falcon!Redwing don't get along. More because Bucky is jealous than anything else.

A VISIT TO WAKANDA! Do they go to Birnin Zana? Do they visit the town Bucky was living in as a goatherder? Do they go to Ayo and Aneka's home for dinner? Maybe they possibly only let Sam into the country while Ayo is like "I told you to lie low for a while, White Wolf" to Bucky 😂

Baron Zemo can have a cameo, if only because Anthony Mackie was bummed that Daniel Brühl isn't a part of Cap 4.

Wildest Options I Don't Think Would Happen But I Would Love:

SamBucky wedding. It all takes place the days leading up to their wedding. Or, if I'm being more realistic, a wedding. Like, if, say Sarah and Rhodey were getting married or Carol and Valkyrie or perhaps Ayo and Aneka.

SamBucky kiss? Though, again, highly doubt that and I'm really okay with SamBucky not being canon.

Fourth wall break where Feige himself walks into a room, sits down, and apologizes about how he treated Sam Wilson's character in the MCU and promises to do better. He pulls out an entire slide show and the episode is just him talking about how he will be integrating Sam more thoroughly into the MCU. I'm talking how specifically Sam will cameo, where he will cameo, pitches for other projects Sam will be heavily tied to, the works.

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The "SamBucky" 'shipping is problematic.

Practically my whole feed or whatever was about how "SamBucky" is "canon" because Bucky said "I love you" to Sam, but that "buddy" was clearly not meant in a romantic way (and I know Bucky called Steve "buddy" when Bucky is in love with him but the context/Bucky's tone is very different where it's so obvious he wants to confess his love but realises it's better to respect Steve's part in that which Steve must've appreciated what with undoubtedly being able to tell how Bucky felt too) nor was it any sort of not wanting to be as direct, just... Anthony was saying about this too like how sad it is that men can't have a close, emotional bond without it being made out to be something it's not when the other problem with that is how it like cheapens actual romantic relationships between 2 men since if "everybody's gay" then "nobody's gay", right?! Well... wrong, I mean... of course it doesn't work like that; using terms like " queer platonic", "situationship", or plain 'shipping individuals that shouldn't be shipped is disrespectful as it is, but there's also the glaring fact that this only happens with men, which people claim to be open-minded then can't just let men hug or rest on each other when if women do that as friends then no one assumes anything, and I just get so pissed off at how "progessive" people think they're being when nothing could be further from the truth; let men love each other in however way they do, be it a platonic, brotherly way such as in the case of Sam and Bucky or a romantic way nothing should be insisted upon or expected that isn't blatantly shown or said where there's no mistaking it or at least truly, properly implied, then far as subtlety there keeps being those who somehow got the impression Bucky doesn't know how to act in the world when he's literally been free for nearly 10 years now altogether so clearly would understand how things work anymore; he chose to be a congressman for heaven's sake, and it's not like people didn't figure out ways back in "Bucky's time", not to mention there's nothing to even indicate whether that was ever like frowned upon in the MCU, but either way Bucky would be able to tell if Sam had feelings for him because like I said (above in the parentheses), Bucky is very empathetic, and if Bucky felt the same way he'd reciprocate and this would've happened years ago instead of their supposedly leading each other on for all this time seeing as Bucky absolutely has shown his emotions/even says how he feels to 1 degree or another when he knows he can rely on someone, except neither Sam nor Bucky feels that way; there's no pretense; they really are just very good friends; and not everything has to be read into.

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hii for the ask game: bucky + 3, 5, 6 & 9? and for sam + 4, 6, 7 & 12? (I hope it’s okay I asked so many…)

Hi!!! From this ask meme

Bucky:

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

Hmmmm, starting off with a heavy hitter. He's not developed enough in canon to have hobbies or habits I don't like. Obviously I think his reaction to Sam in the beginning of TFATWS was idiotic. He's the one who hadn't been talking to Sam, not the other way around. If he had big feelings about things Sam did with his time, he should've reached out sooner and not been a brat about it afterwards. Oh! I guess there is this implied willingness on his end to do whatever he's told to do? Like, he instantly joins the fight in Infinity War, he follows Raynor's rehab/rectify rules, he played the Winter Soldier in Madripoor, he'll be joining the Thunderbolts, etc. I mean, I know there's this other pressure from behind (or in front of) him to do these things, but we've never really seen him advocate for himself, especially in regards to joining another fight. I wish we saw more of him digging his heels in to protect himself? But I do also like self-sacrificial characters too

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

My Bucky Barnes playlist is 3 and a half hours long, lol. But right off the bat, Zombie by the Cranberries, No Light, No Light, by Florence and the Machine, and Hell Broke Luce by Tom Waits are usually my top three. (Woke Up a Rebel by Rueben and the Dark for a happier (?) one)

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

Ha, absolutely nothing. He is much cooler and more tragic than me. We both love Sam Wilson and Steve Rogers.

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

I feel like trouble follows him home, so maybe not. Also, looking at his room in TFATWS, he would probably hate how much clutter I live with. But I would love to live with Alpine

Ooooh. This is probably recency bias but I'd love to see Sam (and Riley) in a first responders show like 911abc. I love when combat medics are added to a medical cast in civilian life and I'd love to see Sam in that kind of storyline.

SAM

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Wherever You Will Go, by the Calling, Mighty Wings by Cheap Trick, and Halo by Beyonce

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

Again, he's so much cooler and kinder than me. I think we both have a tendency to bottle up our feelings rather than talk about them.

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

The SamBucky fandom: lots, but particularly that the fandom is (generally) so protective of him and treating his character fairly in a story. He's always as cool as he is in canon and he gets the treatment the wider Marvel fandom never affords him. I think Sam is one of the most interesting characters in MCU and he's got such a rich potential for fic writing and we really explore all of that. I love fics where Bucky is so damn impressed by Sam (especially if he's doing a bad job of hiding it because they're still in their frenemies stage) and he doesn't know what to do with all of it. (Okay, I removed an entire rant about the marvel fandom as a whole here, but just know I appreciate the SamBucky fandom so much when it comes to Sam)

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

He can play piano. He wanted to be part of the choir at his daddy's church, but he couldn't hold a note to save his soul, so he learned to play piano instead. He still plays when he wants to think, and when he drums his fingers on a table or his leg, he's miming melodies

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Untitled (But affectionately referred to as Bucubus)

This was born from a discord self prompt

Fandom: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier

Relationship: M/M, SamBucky

Tags: Alternate Reality, Monster Loving (implied), Reincarnation/Distant Descendent, Instant Attraction, Craclfic treated Seriously

Characters: Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes, Pre-Serum!Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff (mention), John Walker (mention)

Word count: ~3.2k

Summary: A scorned warlock curses his incubus lover. Idk when the cursing happened, some centuries past but the names aren't gonna match that bc I didn't get that deeply into it... Sayings/names/settings will be off. Apologies in advance.

"It's not cheating, my love. It is literally my bread and butter."

"So, what you're saying is I'm not enough for you, to keep you happy and fed?"

"No, I'm saying feeding from one source only is dangerous and can be fatal for them."

"A source, am I? You know–you sex demons are all alike."

"In that we need to feed from multiple sexual energies so as to not leave a trail of smiling bodies behind that will inevitably lead someone to kill us, then yes, we are all alike."

But he refused to hear the logic of his lover's words. He was much too upset said lover was busy being the sexual fantasy of an annoyance of an acquaintance twice removed. "I had to hear it through a game of telephone about his sexual awakening, never realizing his attraction to men until this pale skin, fanged, blue-eyed beauty crept into his dreams. And of all people, John?!" He crossed his arms, fuming.

Bucky did feel like shit about that. He had no idea this man was one in the same as the huffy occultist newbie that had bombarded Natanya's shop. Walker had shown up with silly questions and was not a fan of her deadpan delivery when explaining this world he wanted to be a part of was probably not a good idea. He'd left red-faced and bitter, bad-mouthing her to anyone who would listen.

Bucky had known of the incident, but not the offender. It was a random appearance in one of his frequent after hour haunts where the guy had taken an interest in him from his wallflower position. Bucky felt the nerves and felt sympathetic. He wished he could take it all back, but the dream was had and the energy exchanged. There was no going back.

He tried to approach Samhein, to soothe his heart, but with a flourish of his hands, he banished his once beloved Bucubus into a prison of metal and glass. He'd created a desk lantern, the column it set atop an engorged member, the candle's glassed cage covered in a frosty pattern of rushing liquid. 

He included on the bottom of its base a label in Arabic – Do Not Rub.

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Time had passed and he traded hands and owners many times, how much and how many he did not know for sure. The Bucubus just knew whatever form he had been cursed in was an appealing must have for those leading very active sex lives. Lucky for him, for an unfed sex demon could parish. He stayed sated and alive, but never powerful enough to free himself. He was partly proud of the strength of his hurt love yet resentful at the longing he felt for connection beyond proximity. 

Another transfer is made as he feels his holder travel again. The Bucubus cannot hear the outside world. It is rare he gets light creeping into this hellhole, but every now and again the light from a candle brightens his bland 10x10 home, walls naked, floor plan unfurnished. It was a miracle his Sam had given him the chaise he lounged on. He had foolishly believed this small granting of comfort was a sign his Samhein would not be mad at him for long. He hoped to be free soon so they could have the mind-blowing makeup sex and set boundaries of his work and Sam's insecurities. But alas, he remained. Besides being alone and lonely, both things a sex demon rarely ever is, not being able to make his Sam happy again was the most difficult hardship.

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An excited, tiny, huffing man came barreling through his door after letting himself in. "Sam!" He shouted when he'd spotted Sam in the kitchen preparing his afternoon coffee on his lunch break.

Sam grunted in response, focused on his task as he was. He was a linguistic specialist, working as a copywriter for tech industries, translating manuals and instructions on groundbreaking work for engineers to help facilitate international breakthroughs in the ways of medical treatments. His work got to help people world wide understand the progress made so other brilliant minds could provide their input and insight. His work made the important work doctors and engineers alike accessible. It was very fulfilling. It was also mind-numbingly repetitive at times. And he was in dire need of a caffeine shot before he returned to his Arabic to Spanish translations.

"You are not gonna believe the gift I got you at this Estate sale! Twas a steal, man, and it felt too good to pass up. Plus, it looks like it could be a talisman of sorts and we all know you could use the help."

Sam studied Steve's giddy face over his hot mug of coffee. His raised brow of indifference doubled as a bullshit-o-meter and Sam was sensing it'd be to his hairline by the time his supposed best friend was done.

That regally arched brow was all the encouragement Steve needed as he shucked the bag, presenting Sam with what looked like a small candle lantern for a table top. He looked at how Steve was gripping it and the shape of it looked like a ... No! But the leery, cocky smile of Steve said yes, it was exactly what it looked like.

"You bought me a dick lamp because WHY?!"

"Why? What do you mean 'why'? Look at this thing, Sam, it's hilarious!"

"I mean, what on God's green Earth made you think of me when you saw this at a rummage sale?"

"Estate sale."

"Same diff. One's just got a fancier name to make you spend more, but the same principle applies – they're selling shit off they no longer want or to make a quick buck off of. More than likely both."

"Yeah, yeah! Still, this is a covered candle light with a giant boner stand and cum stains on the candle cover!"

"Ha. Ha."

Exasperated, Steve admonished, "You just can't see the decorating potential yet. But I have got just the perfect place for this big boy." 

"I've got a place you can put it, alright!"

"Sammy, don't be crass." He started off towards Sam's home office. 

"Excuse you! Uh-uh, you are not putting that uncut monstrosity on my desk. Where. I. Work. Steven!" For a tiny asthmatic, the pipsqueak could really haul ass when he wanted to. Sam trailed him into his office, thankful his laptop was closed so there was no camera to catch Sam about to have an argument about penises not belonging in the workspace. Steve stood there so proud of his brief stint in interior decorating, his arms opened in a Tada-fashion, spirit fingers waving towards his gift with a very stupid, very large opened mouth smile on his face. He looked toothless.

And damn Sam and his weak resolve, but he did laugh at his friend's antics, at the ridiculous placement of the lantern by his quill pen and ink. He sometimes did calligraphy in his downtime because he was a wild, reckless man that way. They paired perfectly together and it was positioned away from the camera's line of sight. Sam would be able to look up beyond his screen and have a private laugh at the ridiculousness of his new office decor.

"Alright, alright, fine! It can stay, you weirdo!"

Steve pumped his fist in victory. "May it light your way to good dick in your hopefully very near future, my friend."

"Annnd you ruined my appreciation for you in less than 20 seconds. Impressive."

"You're welcome!" Steve threw both thumbs up before walking out of Sam's office, bumping shoulders with him on his way out. He quickly came back into the room, "I forgot part two of your gift!" He handed Sam a bag of strawberry-lemonade scented tea candles. "What good's a candle lantern without candles? Also, those smell awesome. Enjoy, friend!"

"You're too kind." Sam deadpanned to Steve's retreating form, a tuneless whiste trailing behind him at a sick job well done. Sam needs new friends.

After two coffee shots and one truce-bribing lunch of sandwiches and chips provided by Steve, Sam was back on the clock. He was currently grinding out pages of new work with promising results on nano-technology for repairing lung capacity from collapsed lungs. It also made mention of improving long term respiratory problems from the inside, entering the body through a specialized inhaler.

So engrossed in his work, he lost track of the time and didn't notice that the only light in his office emanated from his screen. Steve had vanished again after lunch, likely going to meet up with his not-beau, Natasha. Steve insisted they were 'just friends', but Sam was not only an expert in spoken languages – he could also read body language very well. He'd bet big money that Steve was not alone in his affections. They just needed to figure it out for themselves. The sooner they did, the sooner Steve would (hopefully) stop meddling in the lack of Sam's own love life.

It's not that Sam is a workaholic and intentionally throwing himself into being of service to avoid the pangs of loneliness (and horniness) by also keeping his hands busy with idle hobbies... Okay, it was exactly that, but Sam was very good at ignoring it when his mind and hands were otherwise occupied. It was when he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep that his unguarded mind would feel the ache, conjuring up memories of a once very active sex life. The flashes of such causes an embarrassing amount of nocturnal emissions for a man in his late thirties. 

Sam's mind began wandering as he worked. When he wrote "with the emissions of" instead of "with the emergence of", he figured now was as good a time to call it a night as any. He shut down the laptop, closing the lid, surrounding himself in the darkness he was just learning had fallen. He dragged his hand down his face, the darkness settling into his bones, sleepiness creeping into him. Still he didn't push up and away from his desk, instead leaning forward to turn on his desk lamp. The sudden brightness blinded him a moment, but it also served to remind him of the newest addition to his office.

Sam actually snorted while looking at it. "'A talisman', huh? Man's got jokes for days." Sam studied the design, reluctantly impressed with its detail. Whoever made it had a truly sick gift. The veins in the shaft were very lifelike and he wondered idly if he's holding a lantern created from a mold. "What kinda weirdo makes, sells and buys this, besides Steve?" Sam asked aloud of the room. He gave in to the child-like urge to test the weight of it by balancing it on an outstretched finger. 

Sam rocked side to side in his seat to keep it upright, moving quickly to catch it when it tumbled off his extended digit. He'd caught it base up and noticed the inscription on the bottom. He brought it closer to his face and saw it was in Arabic, cackling as he translated it to the empty room, "Do Not Rub." 

Sam was both tickled and a slightweight affronted. "Pfft, I don't take orders from decorations." Displaying his maturity again, he flipped it upright, gripping the base in one hand and rubbing the bronzed shaft from base to tip with the other. If it weren't for the resounding vibrating in his hands, Sam would completely believe he imagined the moan he heard.

Maybe it was a joke sensor gift, one of those responding to touch or movement. Sam examined it as best he could from its position on the floor where he'd promptly dropped it after it fucking moaned! From this angle, he didn't see a spot that looked like a hidden speaker. Braving to pick it up again, he brought it closer to his face, his tired eyes searching for anything that looked like a camera or something. Maybe Steve had made this himself. The jerk rarely did metal works, but perhaps Steve was branching out and Sam was the unwitting receiver of this new line of gag works.

Sam rose, walking around his office searching out a hidden anything. Steve wasn't alone long, but if he was determined enough, his crafty mind would find a way. He could've hidden a speaker near Sam's desk when they'd shared lunch. Finding nothing, he stopped in the center of the room, raising the still held, presumed booby trapped lamp from his side to again grip in both hands. Before he made himself crazy going over the room again, he wanted to make sure this detailed dick lamp didn't just moan at him. Just like before, the instant his tightened hand reached the lantern's head, it vibrated again, a long, deep moan emanating from it.

Only this time Sam didn't stop. Surely if it was triggered by rubbing, at some point, the moaning would stop and restart. Those sensor things didn't react continuously. However, this did. And it reacted differently to Sam's alternating grips and speeds. 

Steve not only bought and gifted Sam a cursed, horny lantern, Sam was actively stroking it, enticing the drawn out moans from it on purpose! He's rubbing without pause, a full minute worth of him getting excited by the lantern's sounds – and if ever there was a winning argument for him to end his dry spell, this was certainly it. The candle cover was blocking Sam from rubbing over the tip and he has more than half a mind to remove it. 

However, the black smoke now seeping from it stopped Sam's further experimenting as he shrieked before dropping the lantern again. This time it didn't go clattering to the floor; instead it hovered before him as smoke still poured from it, shocking silent his terrified yet still worked-up state. The plume of smoke begins taking form, human shaped judging by the two legs that solidified, but likely not if the black tipped talons were anything to go by. Pale skin, talon-tipped fingers, a slick, shiney, thick black tail with the matching wings, with a set of curved horns formed in front of Sam's unbelieving eyes. There was a smattering of body hair on its chest, leading down to his also very impressive, non-bronzed length hardening as he and Sam looked their fill.

Apparently Sam's adult educated mind was still on recess and his current brain supplied that rubbing a random object and an emerging being could only mean one thing. "Are you a genie?"

"I look like I grant wishes?"

"Looks can be deceiving and everyone knows something that pops out of a lamp--"

"Lantern."

"--synonym for a light source, is a genie," Sam finished as if he hadn't been interrupted, flipping his hand over at the end of presenting his case like the Aladdin-borne logic should be common knowledge.

"Bucky."

"What the hells a 'Bucky'?"

"A name."

"Oh. Okay. So you're not a genie, then?"

The Bucky unfurled his wings, the great wingspan nearly reaching from one wall of his office to the other.

"Definitely not a genie then."

"Uh, no." The winged-Bucky rolled his eyes at Sam getting hung up on this sole part.

Sam didn't miss the attitude and matched energies, "Well, you're the one that came out of an object after a little rubbing. What was I supposed to think?!"

The winged creature before him smirked, a fang peeking out from the quirked corner of his lip. This human stood before one very much naked and clearly not human and still had the nerve to snark. Granted, Bucky had nothing but gratitude for the one to finally free him, but he couldn't help being more than a little intrigued by the first being he's laid eyes on since being freshly released from his lanterned-jail. It also didn't help that the man bore a striking resemblance to his assumed long gone son of a witch. 

But for whatever reason, looking at this descendant or reincarnation of his jealous warlock lover didn't fill him with a vengeful scorn. It did, however, fill his dick with interest and the feeling was mutual if the tented britches of his freer were any indication. 

Bucky leaned forward, impressed when the man gave no ground. "And who do I have to thank for stroking until my release?"

"Sam." Sam squeaked out, alarmed at how very much he enjoyed the hungry gaze traveling over his body, the leaning in this Bucky was doing, nostrils flared as he smelled whatever Sam was apparently seeping.

"Saaaam," he drew out as he scented the air saturated with Sam's obvious arousal. Sam smelled so damn good. And it had been so long since he'd fed directly. The energy he'd survived on had only been through proximity to the ones who unknowingly owned his lantern. His senses flooded with Sam's want. The need to feed directly from one so shapely and willing despite the oddity of the situation increased the longer he stayed in Sam's orbit. "I do not grant wishes, Sam."

Sam swallowed loudly, Bucky tracking the motion of his bobbing throat. He cleared his throat before stuttering out, "What–what do you grant?"

Bucky stepped fully into Sam's space, wings closing around them, a dizzying heat enveloping Sam. Sam closed his eyes, thrilling in it, wanting to fall apart from just the closeness of Bucky's intensity.

Hot breath puffed against Sam's neck, soft lips pressing against his pulse, the bare hint of what felt like a forked tongue slinking out for a taste before Bucky hissed in his ear, "Do you want me to show you what I can give to you, Sam?"

Sam whimpered in reply, eyes scrunched tight as he nodded vigorously almost before the question had finished being asked. "Yessss" Sam huffed out, just shy of begging but uncaring as the hunger he felt from Bucky matched his own. He appreciates the restraint being shown but it was also driving him mad. Sam opened his lust-blown eyes to meet Bucky's own glowing ones, driving his point of permission home with the intensity of his stare, "Show me what you can give to me, Bucky. Please."

Holding his gaze, Bucky lifted a talon to the center of Sam's t-shirt collar and dragged it down, effortlessly slicing the thin fabric wide open, the tip of his sharp claw grazing Sam's skin, leaving a fiery trail of goosebumps in its wake. Cutting through the hem, Bucky continued his drag downwards, slicing carefully through Sam's sweatpants and the boxer briefs beneath until a pile of shredded clothing pooled at their feet.

Bucky's wings towered above him when they were stretched open, making him seem larger than life, but tucked around Sam, even as Bucky hefted Sam until his thighs wrapped around his waist, he still loomed over him with the promise of power and pleasure to come.

"I, Samuel, will give you your deepest desires."

Un-fin

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Alpha!Steve Rogers x omega!reader

Steve Rogers x plus size reader

Steve finally comes home

Warnings: fluff, implied Sambucky, I had to throw in a couple surprise characters because I love them so much, a/b/o dynamics, pregnant!reader

WC: 950

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Steve sighed as he climbed the stairs to his apartment. Today had been exhausting. He had meeting after meeting with people who he didn’t like about things he could care less about. Bucky and Sam were off canoodling somewhere so he had to train with the recruits which resulted in him not being able to burn off the steam he normally could with the other super soldier.

Then, Pietro had run into him and made him spill his coffee all over the shirt you had given him which you doused in your scent. The final straw was the broken elevator in your building so he had to do the 8 floor walk-up hauling all of the groceries for that week. His senses were very overwhelmed and it made him feel sick and sluggish.

He dragged his feet as he reached your floor, broad shoulders slumped, eyes tired and a tight ache in his head that could only be cured with your touch. A big weight lifted from his chest when his key slid into the lock and the dark wood door opened to the warm and cozy apartment. 

The smell of cookies and flowers were ever present among the overstuffed sofa and fluffy rugs. A basket of extra blankets and pillows sat in the corner by the gas fireplace, the senior cat, aptly named Fluffmaster, who had been adopted a few months before, sleeping soundly on them. A large pot sat on the stove, the smell of Steve’s favourite stew wafting towards him.

With a deep exhale, his entire body relaxed, a smile overcoming his face. He dropped the canvas bags on the counter, quickly putting away all the food so he could go find you. You were probably taking a nap in your nest, waiting for him to come home. Slipping off his shoes, Steve tiptoed further into the apartment, careful not to wake you if you were sleeping.

You were his safe haven, the one person he wasn’t scared to be himself around. Since the moment you came into his life, he knew you were it, his forever, his omega. And ever since you had gotten pregnant, his heart felt so full, more than he ever thought possible.

Slowly opening the door, his smile widened at the sight before him. Completely surrounded by blankets, you were sound asleep, hand resting on your extended belly, heavy breasts barely contained by the soft cotton bralette which was the only thing that your sensitive chest could handle. Pulling off his shirt and shucking off his jeans, the alpha sighed happily and crawled into the bed behind you, careful not to disturb your nest as he settled on the mattress.

You chirped as you scented him, your unconscious mind seeking out his warmth and comfort. “Go back to sleep ‘mega. Get some rest.” A strong arm wrapped around you, his hand spanning over your stomach, his absolute favourite part of your body. He wedged his muscular thigh between your chubby thighs, taking some of the pressure off your back. You sighed happily, giving a purr that sent a warm feeling through your bond.

Steve kissed your head and allowed his blue eyes to shut, a calmness overcoming him as he drifted to sleep.

“Good evening alpha.” A little voice stirred him from sleep. His arm tightened around what he thought was his perfect little omega but as his eyes fluttered open, he realised he was just holding your body pillow that you used when he couldn’t be next to you. “Omega?” “Right here alpha.”

You were sitting on the edge of the bed, bowl of soup in your hand, his shirt covering your frame. “Long day my love?” “Like you wouldn’t believe.” He grumbled, scooting closer to you, resting his head on your chest. You ran your fingers through his blond hair, immediately soothing the pounding headache. “How can I make it better?” 

“Tell me about your day.” You motioned for him to sit against the headboard with you, handing him the stew. “Well, Layla came over today with Marc and we had a nice cup of tea together and I gave them those books I found for Steven. Then I started cooking and I watched that new oceans documentary with Fluffmaster and then had a shower and took a nap. The pup was kicking a lot today, they obviously missed their papa a lot.” Steve leaned against you, savouring the food you always made perfectly, the soup warming his belly.

“I missed my babies too. Wish I could’ve stayed home with you both.” “You were out saving the world my love.” You kissed his forehead and took the empty bowl back, placing it on the side table. Steve huffed and placed his head on your large stomach, smiling when the baby gave a small kick right under his ear. “You are my world though.” He whined. “Oh pup.”

He nuzzled in closer to you, needing the comfort of your scent. “I love you.” He whispered to your unborn child. “We love you too alpha.” Your thick arms wrapped around his shoulders, laying a small kiss to the top of his head, “We’ll always be here for you when you need it.” “Do you think you could stop Sam and Bucky from blowing off work to go hookup in their offices?”

You giggled, the sound he loved most in the world, and gave him a big squeeze. “We used to be just as bad my love, give them some slack.” He grumbled but didn’t respond. “How about you take the day off tomorrow and we’ll spend it together. How does that sound?” “That sounds perfect.” 

And just like that, Steve was home.

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[margarethx]

I don’t think everyone understands, so let me make it a little bit more clear.

“Sam Wilson cares a lot about Bucky” is not a bad trope in Sambucky stories in and of itself. It’s pretty good, to be honest, and very much canon. At this point you can’t deny that Sam cares. Unless you just lie... It’s been made pretty clear in his show that he wants (and actually tries) to look after and help everyone the moment he sees they have a problem.

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That being said... it’s extremely easy to make this trope very bad and hard to read, if the author:

- only sees worth in Sam as a character (and a person) as long as he helps Bucky and his sole purpose in the story is to comfort his friend.

- doesn’t focus on Sam’s feelings when they’re not related to Bucky and being worried about him.

- seems to only find Bucky’s recovery interesting without even acknowledging Sam’s pain, traumas, and difficulties he faces as a (black) character.

- doesn’t show Sam getting any “reward” for his efforts. (By “reward” I mean: honest gratitude, help, friendship, love, trust, emotional support, a promise from Bucky to have his back in the future etc.)

- writes Sam into the story and lets him speak only when it’s useful to push Bucky’s story further.

- criticizes Sam when he cannot help or villainizes him for making mistakes and not doing good enough. Or...

- makes Sam act stupid and “unprofessional” (like saying triggering, insesitive things out of nowhere, or being cruel for a joke).

- makes Sam's growth as a person related to his ability to help Bucky. (By that I mean: the more he can help the better character he is.)

- etc. You get the picture.

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Basically: it’s not bad to write stories where Sam helps Bucky get better (even if it’s getting kind of boring at this point). It’s very much in character for Sam to focus on improving other people’s lives - it’s been established since his first conversation with Steve and it’s one of the reasons why he got the shield. But if you want to write about him in a respectful way, you have to see him as a human being first. And a complex character with his own feelings, own private life, problems, dilemmas, and past. And you can’t make all these feelings, problems, or dilemmas be about Bucky.

Just look at him as a person. Not a tool to push the plot further. Show him getting tired and wanting to just quit. Show him being proud for not quitting. Show other characters helping Sam in return... OR show Sam realizing that no one “cares back” and being hurt/frustrated/sad about it. (Maybe he should quit...) Show Bucky trying his best to express how much it means to have Sam with him. Show Bucky fucking up and being the one to say sorry. Show Bucky realizing that he wants Sam to be around even when he has no support to offer, because being helpful is not his only personality trait. Show Sam learning to ask for help and finally doing it. Show Sam doing things complitely unrelated to helping anyone with anything.

It’s so much more interesting than yet another story that goes: Bucky sad, Sam exists to help Bucky, Bucky not so sad anymore.

This is the exact reason why so many fans of Sam Wilson are worried and suspicious when they see a story tagged “Sam Wilson is a Good Bro”, since it often means: ”he’s okay, because he cares about the characters I like way more than him”. It’s not always the case, but it happens often enough to make us start disliking this tag - even if it sounds like a nice thing to say at first. Some things are offensive even if you didn’t mean to offend.

...

tl;dr: Sam Wilson has a lot of empathy and willingness to help other people, but please stop writing him in ways that imply that his entire existence revolves around making Bucky’s life better.

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[Also... My brain glitched in the middle of writing this post and I feel like I forgot something important, so if you’ve read a lot of Sambucky stories feel free to add some other observations I might have missed. Or correct me if I said something stupid.]

[talkativebby]

there is literally no worse thing on planet earth than a cute sambucky fic that 3/4 of the way through decides to drop the "bucky nd steve used to be involved" line nd imply that Sam is just a steve standin. Whoever is writing that shit u make me Sick!

[wenellyb]

Yeah, Kari really used the word couple. Someone on Twitter made a "this you, Kari?" In reply to the Variety article and posted an excerpt where she was talking about Sebastian's acting and how "he and Anthony together are amazing as a..." and she started stuttering until she said "couple" all quietly. It was a bit weird. MarySue pointed that excerpt out saying since Kari herself called them a couple it shouldn't be a problem if viewers see them as such given how they are depicted in the show.

Thanks for sharing this! This is really great and cute!

Poor Kari, she's obviously doing her best, but we know that even if she wanted to she wouldn't be able to say much. First, because that's how Marvel operates, even for straight relationships, but in this case it's even more delicate because it's about two men.

Personally, even though I think that the romantic scenes were put there intentionnally, I never thought that they would acknowledge it in an interview or something, at least not right away (maybe in an interview in a few years hahaha).

I don't think it's queerbaiting or anything, more like their hands are tied.

(Side note: As a general rule I feel like queerbaiting discussions should always be taken outside of shipping fandoms because shippers are rarely objective. )

Whether Kari and Malcom envisionned a love story in their heads, I'm almost sure they wouldn't have been able to put more explicit content than what they already put in the show (a kiss, Sam or Bucky saying they're bi,...)

In the particular case of TFATWS, I personally never felt it was queerbaiting, but something else, I don't know if it has a name or not.

It felt to me like they were trying to incorporate a love story but couldn't, because they knew it wouldn't get approved by the higher ups! I don't know if it's just plain homophobia from the producers/execs , if they didn't want to drive away their homophobic viewers, if they were afraid of the public's reaction about two masculine superhero dating eachother, if they were just testing the waters for later,...

It's not censorship of course, at least I don't think so, but it's something similar to that. Or some kind of auto-censorship, or implied censorship: like the execs would day outright say don't put any LGBT characters in your show, but it's heavily implied... I really don't know.

But to me it really felt like they were trying to tell a love story, but had to make it as subtle as possible, but if they had made it more obvious, they would have had trouble... That's the way I read it (I insist on I, because I could be wrong, of course)

It's the same feeling I had when when I was watching a Chinese drama, telling a story between two men, it was adapted from a book about a love stoy between 2 men but in the movie it ended up being a story about two guy becoming best friends, because of the censorship laws. They couldn't show any kiss or anything. If I find the name of the drama, I'll add it here.

I'm not saying that's what happened here, I'm just saying that that's how I felt while watching some scenes in TFATWS.

Like they wanted to show us a love story but just couldn't go all the way. Maybe it's because they wanted to leave the story open for new possibilities in the movie.

That's why I think people should cut Kari some slack, she's doing her best with what she has.

It's obvious she cares about the characters, it's obvious she worked on those scenes very carefully, and paid attention to a lot of details for Sambucky scenes (the car Bucky was driving being the same as the one the car Sam was driving at the beginning) and for other scenes as well.

Whatever is happening or not is clearly not Kari's fault. I can imagine she would like to say more if she could but she can't. You can tell a lot of her comments about Sambucky in interviews are confused and confusing.

When I read an article about how Malcom Spellman didn't even know what happened to Steve but somehow had to incorporate it in the story... I understood that some of the decisions are just not in their hands.

They do their best, but in some ways their hands are tied.

Unfortunately, I'm not an expert on this so I can only share my perception. But here's what I think about the whole Kari thing, I love the way she brings out some cute comments though: "They love eachother", "They're amazing as a couple".

I hope that at least in 5 of 10 years we'll start having some answers to these mysteries hahaha!!!

[demonsandmischief]

Promises (A Series) 18+

Marvel - Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson Imagine

Bucky x Sam x Female Reader

600 Words

As Sam and Bucky cope with the changes brought on by the events of The Falcon and Winter Soldier, their path crosses with yours.

Disclaimer: I'm going to mark this story 18+ because of the polyamorous relationship and innuendos/suggestiveness.

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-Chapter 1-

Sam and Bucky become more then co-workers.

(Taking place at the end of TFATWS)

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"Did I hear you say to Sarah that you wanna be my roommate?" Sam grinned as Bucky joined him on the dock.

"I mean, we're co-workers, maybe partners at this point-" Bucky was trying to brush it off. He didn't know Sam had been listening. Besides he had kids hanging off his arm like he was a swingset, he wasn't sure what exactly what he was saying.

"Come on man, are you still pulling that shit?"

Bucky eased himself down, setting his beer bottle next to Sam's. "Suppose not. I did say partner this time."

"Yeah, you really slid that in all sneaky like," Sam chuckled. "Partners in what way?" The question came out softer, more intimate as Bucky slid his hand along his back.

"There doesn't have to be a title to it, Sam. I care about you." Bucky furrowed his brows. What was Sam implying?

"Care about me in what way?" Sam asked again.

"I-" Bucky frowned, hesitating. He had never given thought to his sexuality before. Obviously, it was girls before Hydra, and now that his mind was clear, he seemed to be simply lost. There was so much of life he was trying to navigate at once - especially since fighting aliens and the world ending had been priority for a while.

And through it all, it had been Sam. He had been with him through everything. Sam had spent years looking for him after the events in Washington DC. Steve was looking too, but apparently there was some Ultron mess so it was primarily the man next to him. Then there was the Sokovia Accords, Sam had lost his entire reputation because of him.

Most recently, with the events of the Flag-Smashers, Bucky had formed a protectiveness for him along with some new feelings that caused turmoil in his heart and in his brain.

"Wow, I can't believe it. You're actually speechless," Sam teased.

For Sam, Bucky was annoying, but there was something there that drew him in. Bucky was so opposite of him, and as he tried to figure things out, Sam had only ever wanted to be there to help. Things just got complicated along the way.

"Sam, I don't know how to say this," Bucky sighed, fiddling with his fingers in his lap.

Sam reached over to grab his metal hand, lacing their fingers.

"I have feelings for you," Bucky said so lowly that Sam wasn't sure he heard right.

"I have been waiting for you to say something." Sam never lost his goofy, almost giddy, smile.

"You're an ass. Why didn't you say something first?" he grumbled. "I've been struggling to figure out what to say."

"I know how you are, Buck. I wanted you to think it through. I know you've been through a lot."

"So have you." Bucky took his flesh hand to gently move Sam's face towards his. "You're a good man, Sam."

Sam leaned forward, his breath hitting Bucky's lips as they both hesitated. Bucky took the initive to push his mouth onto his.

There was a relief to it. Finally. And some awkwardness as they both figured out what was comfortable.

Sam could tell Buck was getting frustrated as he kept pulling away.

"What is your problem? I'm trying to kiss you," the stoic man frowned, chasing his lips.

Sam laughed, "It was funny to see you get all worked up."

Bucky rolled his eyes, pulling Sam close enough that their legs tangled and he was practically sitting his lap.

"One day you'll regret teasing me," he mumbled, taking a hand to Sam's head, forcing him forward, as he stole another kiss from the still smiling man.

"Is that a promise?"

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A/N: This was just a short little kick off. :) I love the SamBucky ship.

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[glittercake]

this is gonna sound mean. i'm sorry, stucky relationship by far is the most unhealthy garbage we've been fed. we're programmed into thinking that steve's creepy obsession with bucky is cute? steve not allowing bucky to make his own choices? steve hunting down a man who doesn't want to be found? steve making others join the plight?? steve dismissing bucky's valid reasons for having trauma as "it wasn't you". civil war got one thing right which was bucky going back into cyro. and even then, the scene felt like it was steve allowing him to do it. it's so so so creepy. not to mention there was this one post going around tumblr with fans going 'steve didn't give sam the shield, he gave him bucky to take care of, that's his most prized possession' like bucky isn't even a real person. they just really want their token abuse victim and shipping him with a strong yt man. i'm tired of stucky shippers and 99% of them are like this.

the moment sam comes along, treats bucky like a person, like an equal, like his own goddamn man. sam doesn't baby him, sam doesn't treat him like he's gonna break. sam makes jokes, tries to lighten the tension because when has bucky had anyone treat him like a fucking person?? and look how much he grew. all of the growing bucky has done, has been without steve. steve rogers has done nothing but be regressive in bucky's character development.

I never thought about it like that omg. Also that post implying Sam needs to take responsibility for Bucky, like why? He's a grown person with a mind of his own, people have mentioned before how he got by just fine for two years on his own and still his stans treat him like a baby.

But the hardcore shippers tho??? Jesus, they're the most horrendous people I've ever come across. To be fair, not everyone, but a good 98% Like there is this constant need to tell everyone how much sambucky doesn't make sense, how they're SO platonic after 5 eps of absolute romantic chemistry. 🥴 that fandom cannot understand that sambucky and stucky can goddamn coexist and not take anything away from the other. Every single day there's at least 2 stucky posts in the sambucky tag saying how sambucky doesn't make sense.

And I'll be real here, i ship(ped?) stucky and I see the appeal, I used to love them, but the fans fucking ruin it for a person. They're obsessive and possessive and just plain weird, and above all else they disrespect Sam. It's not something i actively enjoy anymore.

[starryevermore]

2k celebration masterlist

to celebrate hitting 2k followers, I held a sleepover. here’s a collection of everything I did.

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ONE SHOTS

STUCKY

their good girl - 18+ MINORS DNI, smut (07/09/21)

MICKEY HENRY

what the heart wants - fluff (07/09/21)

BLURBS

CEVANS

run and hide - angst to fluff (07/07/21)

revisiting the past - implied smut (07/13/21)

RANSOM DRYSDALE

like a madman - angst to fluff (07/08/21)

don’t touch - fluff (07/12/21)

put a ring on it - angst to fluff (07/14/21)

BUCKY BARNES

i’ll always love you - angst (07/08/21)

SAM WILSON

wrong cap - fluff (07/09/21)

worried sick - fluff (07/10/21)

following directions - fluff (07/10/21)

taking flight - fluff (07/11/21)

in his arms - fluff (07/11/21)

brave at heart - fluff (07/11/21)

just breathe - fluff (07/12/21)

catch of the day - fluff (07/12/21)

COLBY BROCK

ghost of her - humor (07/09/21)

get out. - angst (07/12/21)

MODERN TATTED!LEE BODECKER (main storyline)

the sweetest treat - 18+ MINORS DNI, smut (07/07/21)

laundry day - 18+ MINORS DNI, implied smut (07/08/21)

ANDY BARBER

andy taking care of you - fluff (07/08/21)

young at heart - fluff (07/13/21)

vacation fun - implied smut (07/13/21)

made for you - alpha!andy (07/13/21) 

STEVE ROGERS

power play - implied smut (07/13/21)

SEBASTIAN STAN

creative kinds of torture - denying seb (07/14/21)

HEADCANONS

SEBASTIAN STAN

puppy dog eyes - fluff (07/08/21) + sorta sequel (07/09/21)

RANSOM DRYSDALE

his first “i love you” - mob au, fluff and angst (07/09/21)

SAM WILSON

in sync - fluff (07/11/21)

BUCKY BARNES

accidents happen - fluff (07/13/21) 

movie night - fluff? kinda? (07/13/21)

LEE BODECKER

can’t keep my hands to myself - implied smut (07/13/21)

COLBY BROCK

shopping with your soulmate - fluff (07/13/21)

MOODBOARDS

VIBES

rebelemilu vibes

mickey-henry vibes

annab-nana vibes

bente-gifs vibes

buckysbrattybug vibes

thedarkplume vibes

vibes from “miss you” 

xplrvibes vibes

inastormbestdressfearless vibes

golbrocklovely vibes

golbrockstar vibes

notwithoutyou-buckybarnes vibes

christowhore vibes

lonely-xplr vibes

CONCEPTS:

modern tatted!lee

going on a mission with bucky

40′s bucky + coney island

sugar daddy!andy 

stucky in paris

colby + art nouveau 

colby + animal lover

ari + lake days

lifeguard!andy and billy hargrove

civil war!steve + aquarius 

fishing with sam

ex’s dad!bucky

camping with the avengers

katrina stuart + spring

CYMS

cym as favorite things in my room

cym as marvel movies

cym as favorite seb/cevans characters

cym as favorite men

cym as snc videos

cym as mythical creatures

cym as greek gods and goddesses

FMKS

fmk bucky, sam, steve

fmk andy, lee, and bucky

QUESTIONS

how many wips I have + addition

favorite fic of all time

favorite genre to write + what i’d like to write more of

if I could go back to any point in history, where would I go and what would I do?

top 5 fav stories

WOULD YOU RATHER

ghost hunting with snc or sambucky?

CHATS

bree + sunsets

how i'm doing

[ineffable-snowman]

Partners, accidentally (a SamBucky fic)

Link to AO3

“So when is your boyfriend coming back?” Mrs. T asked him while she bagged his groceries.

Sam sighed softly. Mrs. T had always been forgetful but since the Blip she got even more things confused.

“He won’t be coming back,” Sam told her gently. “He wasn’t blipped. He just – died. Before.”

“I’m not talking about Richard. I mean the confused white one with the leather jacket, what’s his name? Richard was, what, decades ago? You can’t still be mourning for him, dear. You need to give your new relationship a chance. And he seems such a sweet guy, wouldn’t be fair to him to still be hung up on an old love.”

“Oh. You mean Steve.” Out of politeness, Sam refrained from pointing out that the name had been Riley, not Richard, and that it had been twelve years, not decades ago. “I’m afraid he isn’t coming back either. He… moved on. Found someone else.” He shrugged in a ‘what can you do’ gesture.

“Mm, his loss. But you seem to be doing pretty well yourself.” She winked at him.

“Thanks. I mean, it definitely is a challenging role but I’m getting used to it. I hope.” He chuckled. “And in case I let it get to my head, I can always come back here.”

“That you sure can.” Mrs. T added five of the toffees with the shiny candy wrapper to the bag, the sweets she used to give him when he had been a kid. “Say hello to Sarah and the kids. And tell your boyfriend just to ask for help next time if he doesn’t find an item from his shopping list – and not sneak around my shop like a thief. I can tell you, I was this close to calling Elliot for help.”

It was this description (much more accurate than such a sweet guy) that made Sam finally realise who she was talking about.

“Oh. No.” He laughed. “Bucky is not-”

“I know, I just didn’t recognise him at first. He was wearing sunglasses and black gloves – gloves in the middle of the summer, really? Seemed a bit suspicious. But then he explained who he was before I could get my baseball bat.”

Sam grinned. He would have liked to see Mrs. T chase Bucky out of her shop. Sounded like a good story he could tease Bucky with.

“I’ll make sure to tell him to act like a normal human being next time,” he said, still grinning.

***

It was only later that the implications of Mrs. T’s words fully sunk in. There was of course the implied relationship between him and Bucky, but those kind of things happened, that people mistook someone for a couple who weren’t. But apparently Bucky had “explained who he was” to Mrs. T, and Sam could not help but wonder what his exact words had been. Bucky’s tentative “partners” came to mind – shit. Had Sam accidentally turned him down by describing them as “co-workers” instead? That had definitely not been his intention. And what a shitty way to turn someone down it would be! Someone who had just bared his heart to Sam and – no. It couldn’t be. That moment with Mrs. T when Bucky had “explained who he was” must have happened later. So what exactly had he said? What exactly did he think they were? Did Bucky consider them boyfriends? You could never know with that cyborg brain of his but it would actually explain so much. How the staring had turned into smiles, all the casual touches, them spending time outside of missions…

Sam felt completely out of his depths. Was he in a relationship without knowing it? And how did he find out without making a complete fool of himself? He could just go for the trial-and-error method and kiss Bucky next time they met. If Bucky kissed him back, he would know without revealing his cluelessness. If Bucky punched him in the face, he would know, too. Sounded like a foolproof plan. It was just that Sam Wilson did not go around simply kissing people just like that.

So he asked Sarah. He was careful with his wording.

“Do you think Bucky is a good boyfriend?” Not ‘would make a good boyfriend’. Because if Sarah found out that she knew before Sam that he and Bucky were in a relationship, he would never hear the end of it.

Sarah hummed. “Why are you asking? Did something happen?”

“Just looking for…another perspective…on this.”

“Sam, you’ve never been someone who’s blinded by love. I mean, you wrote a pros and cons list when Riley asked you out. Still can’t believe he still wanted to date you after that, by the way. So what’s going on now? You want to take the next step and need more pros on your list?”

“Something like that, yeah.” Shit, she totally thought they were dating. And maybe they were. And Sam had no idea what “the next step” was in Sarah’s mind. Moving in together? Proposing?

“Use your words, Sam,” Sarah said.

It was the first useful advice. “Hey, let’s talk about this later, okay? I need to find out a few more things before I make a decision.” Because it did not matter what Mrs. T or Sarah thought the next step was. He needed to make sure he and Bucky were on the same page about this, no matter if it was about a first date or an anniversary.

are we partners?, he texted Bucky.

For the first time ever, Bucky texted him back in less than a minute.

something come up? where are you?

at sarah’s and everything’s fine. just thinking about some stuff

are you ok???

yes

Sam sighed. He had had enough with all this miscommunication. They were grown-up people, for God’s sake. Time for a direct approach.

are we partners in a professional or in a romantic sense?

Bucky did not answer for several long, long minutes. He was online, sometimes shown to be typing but never sending a reply. After four maddening minutes like this, Sam texted:

or both?

Then he panicked and did something extremely stupid: he added a grinning emoji. So much about grownup communication. Immediately, he wanted to delete his message but Bucky had already read it.

Finally, there was a reply:

both

And five grinning emojis, which did not clear up anything. They really should not discuss this via text messaging.

i’m coming to NY on friday. do you want to meet up?

are you asking me on a date? Again with the grinning emojis.

There was no way to end this conversation in a dignified manner, so Sam just texted truthfully:

not sure

***

It was too long until Friday and yet, when Friday arrived, Sam was not ready for it. He wished the utterly boring meeting with the mayor had taken longer but there really wasn’t much to discuss. So here he was, waiting nervously in front of New York City Hall if Bucky was going to stand him up.

He didn’t. Just on time, Bucky arrived on his motorbike, looking more badass than a 107 year old man had any right to look, in his black leather jacket, black jeans and sunglasses when he sauntered towards Sam.

“Hi.” He flashed Sam a grin, came towards him, lifted a hand –

Right, looked like they were dating, so they were really doing this, Sam took a deep breath, leant forward – and his nose collided painfully with Bucky’s chin.

Bucky grimaced and took off his sunglasses, which sat askew on his nose after that disastrous greeting. So no dating. Bucky had gone in for a hug, not a kiss. Sam should have brought his wings. If there ever was a time to just fly away from an awkward situation before he could make even more of an idiot of himself it was now.

But then Bucky said, “Didn’t know if I should bring you flowers,” and at these words something eased inside Sam. Whatever this weird situation was, Bucky did not seem intent on making it weirder between them, and Sam was sure they were going to be fine.

He gave Bucky a relieved grin. “I’m allergic to most flowers, so I’m really grateful you didn’t.”

“Okay, noted. So, uh.” Bucky looked at him inquisitively, a little crease appearing between his brows (and Sam’s fingers itched to wipe it away). “I wasn’t sure if AJ and Cass had hacked your phone and were messing around with me. Or with you. Both of us. But I didn’t want to blow my chance.”

Sam shrugged apologetically. “No, that was all me. Can’t blame it on the boys, unfortunately.” Then he realised what Bucky had just said, that he didn’t want to blow his chance. It gave Sam the courage to carry on. “There’s really no way to ask this without sounding weird but… Are we dating?”

“You were the one who asked me on this… date, not-date, whatever. You should know.”

“I don’t mean right now, I mean more generally, as in…are we in a relationship?”

Bucky stared at him. “There’s definitely a lot about 21st century dating, sex, relationships that confuses me but I’m pretty sure I would’ve realised if we were dating.”

“Okay, good.” Sam did not know whether to be relieved that at least they were on the same page about this, or disappointed that they were not dating after all.

“So, people have been talking?” Bucky cocked his head. He was still staring, as if he was trying to read Sam’s mind.

“Everyone in Delacroix thinks we’re a couple. Even Sarah.”

“That a problem?”

“Not exactly. Would’ve just been weird to be in a relationship and be the last one to find out about it, you know?”

Bucky snorted. “If it’s any consolation, it’s news to me, too.” He considered Sam for a moment, never once blinking. “Doesn’t mean I’m opposed to it.”

Huh. Sam did not know what to make of this nonchalant and yet so monumental comment. “Uh. Let’s walk a bit?” He needed time to digest this information. And also he preferred to not discuss his relationship status in front of New York City Hall.

Bucky nodded and so they strolled through the adjoining park. It was easier to talk like this than when Bucky was standing in front of him and staring him down.

“You know, I wouldn’t mind it either,” Sam finally said because it felt like it was his turn to assure Bucky that the feeling was mutual.

“Ah. Alright.” Bucky was silent for some time but then he said, “People will think what they think. Might as well go along with it.”

“At this point just going along with it is probably easier than trying to explain to them that we’re not dating.” Sam chanced a sideways glance at Bucky, caught his eye and found him grinning.

“Yup. I mean, if even your sister is convinced, she’s probably right.”

“So we’re doing this.”

“Fine with me.”

“Great.”

They exchanged another glance, both grinning. They might walk a little faster, with a spring in their step, but nothing else had changed.

“Just one thing,” Sam said. “If anyone asks us when and how we got together, we’re not going to tell them it happened like this. Because that’s just too embarrassing. I’m Captain America, I can’t have that.”

“You mean we need a cover-up story?”

“An anniversary.”

Bucky was still grinning but then he got that manic look in his eyes that told Sam that he was about to do something very risky and very stupid.

“How about when you saved me from that truck in Germany?”

Sam stopped dead. “No way. Please don’t tell me that got you hot. Seriously, Buck.”

“Nah.” Bucky shrugged. “Not in that situation anyway, that was just adrenaline and it was mostly painful, the way your knee kept hitting me everywhere. But, you know. Thinking back on it. Or imagining it happening again…”

“Jesus.” Sam made a mental note to educate Bucky on the safe, sane and consensual part of sex, emphasis on safe and sane. “Just for your information, if you get yourself under a truck on purpose, I won’t save you again.” Because it had been uncomfortable and not to mention potentially life-threatening. Still. There was something to be said about imagining it. Sam swooping in to gracefully save Bucky from a dangerous situation, them being pressed so close to each other, Bucky telling him in a low and breathless voice, “Nice job, Cap,” and then something about wanting to thank him –

“No, that’s definitely not when we started dating,” Sam insisted, heat creeping up his neck. “I can’t remember a day when you were more annoying and that’s counting the day when you jumped onto my car and ripped my steering wheel out.”

“Then what’s your suggestion for our anniversary? I need to know so I can buy you plastic flowers.”

Sam could not help but laugh. What a dork. Now he knew Bucky was going to buy him the most hideous plastic flowers ever. “When you came to Louisiana to help fix the boat. That one at least makes sense.”

“I don’t know. There were some witnesses who saw me passed out on Sarah’s couch. Not much happening that night for me.”

“The next morning then. When you came to the boat and…” Sam remembered it all too clearly. The early morning light, their hushed voices, every word seemingly too much in that small, quiet place. “I wanted to kiss you then,” he admitted. Everything about Bucky had been so soft that morning, his hair, his eyes, his shirt, his words. Now Sam’s heart was hammering so loudly in his chest that he wondered if Bucky could hear it with his supersoldier senses.

“I would have liked that,” Bucky said softly. Gone was the grin. Bucky was giving him such an open, earnest look that made Sam’s heart speed up even more but at the same time, it calmed him down.

All he managed in response was “good” and a (probably giddy) smile.

“Why didn’t you do it?” Bucky asked.

“Wasn’t sure if you’d got your head out of your ass yet.” Or if it was reciprocated.

One corner of Bucky’s mouth quirked up in self-deprecation. “Fair enough.”

“Yeah. But…”

“No witnesses there who could refute that we hooked up on that boat.”

“We totally hooked up there.”

“And it was, uh… great?”

“Definitely was.”

Again they were stupidly grinning at each other and Sam was amazed how much he liked the crinkles around Bucky’s eyes when he did that.

“If someone asks for details…” Sam could hardly believe his own nerve because this was not something Sam Wilson did but somehow – contrary to first (and second) impressions – everything was easy with Bucky. “Well. I should know what to say.”

Bucky rolled his eyes. “Or you could just not say anything? God, that’s really not something that other people need to know, it’s personal, what is wrong with people, what happened to don’t kiss and tell?”

“So you’re going to be old school about it?” As long as it did not involve plastic flowers, Sam would be able to put up with it. He had experience with centenarian supersoldiers after all.

“Well, I am old. But other than that, it’s just decent human behaviour. Still can’t believe you asked me out via text messaging, by the way.”

Bucky was scowling, and because Sam could do it now, he placed his thumb against the crease between Bucky’s brows and tried to smooth it out. Bucky lightly swatted his hand away and rolled his eyes again.

“What would you have preferred?” Sam said. “A seaside rendezvous with a picnic? A candlelight dinner?”

Bucky’s frown only deepened and Sam could practically hear the cyborg gears start to turn and rattle. “Did you just say we should have sex?”

So he had figured it out, finally. “Your place isn’t far, is it?”

“I don’t even have a bed. And no, it’s bad enough that you think flirting via text messages is okay but when I make love to you for the first time, it’s not gonna be on the floor, that’s for sure.”

Sam did not know what to say to that. His chest had constricted at Bucky’s word and he really wanted to kiss that frown away but they should probably first discuss how comfortable they were with public displays of affection. In a direct and open way. Because no matter how much Sam enjoyed making fun of Bucky, it was not fair to leave Bucky always guessing and confused when it came to their relationship.

“Right.” Sam cleared his throat because that word had come out a bit croaked. “Not sure how you feel about it and it’s totally fine if you want to do it differently but you’re a supersoldier, so.” Sam raised his eyebrows. “Doing it standing up, against a wall – shouldn’t be a problem for you, right?”

Bucky shrugged. “I’ve just never.” He gestured vaguely and Sam silently waited for him to finish his sentence, trying to broadcast that he would accept whatever was going to come next. Never had sex? Never had sex with a man?

“I mean,” Bucky finally said, waving his hands some more but he kept looking at Sam, not trying to hide any of his vulnerability, and Sam once more thought how brave that man was. “I’ve never had sex in this body, only before. I don’t know, anything could happen.”

Sam nodded to show it was alright. “You know what? Let’s buy a bed first.” He tried to give Bucky a reassuring smile. “And then we can still decide if we want to find out what could happen.”

“Can I at least buy you dinner first?”

Sam’s heart was doing funny things again. “Sure. Any plans?”

“Do you know Sushi?”

Sam snorted. “Risky move. I’m a Wilson, I have opinions on seafood.” (Who was he kidding, he would let Bucky drag him to the cheapest sushi chain and stuff his face with half defrosted mock crab.)

“You’re really going to make me work for it, aren’t you?”

The comment was light-hearted enough and anyway, they had already established that it was Bucky, not Sam who insisted on dinner first. So they easily fell back into their usual back and forth. “I’m not letting you get away with that whole I’m a confused old man, that’s for sure,” Sam said.

Bucky shrugged, an easy smirk playing around his lips. “Come on.” They started walking again, maybe a little closer than usually so their arms bumped together all the time. They didn’t necessarily need to hold hands here in New York but back in Delacroix where everyone was already under the impression that they were a couple…

“Hey, Buck?” Sam nudged him lightly. “It’s gonna be fine.”

[thehollowprince]

hey this is not an attack just a curiosity, why are you anti stucky? or do you mostly hate the shippers?

I'm not really anti stucky. In fact, if you go to my search bar and type stucky in, you'll find quite a bit of content regarding that subject on my blog.

My issue with Stucky, as with most ships, comes from the shippers. I avoid saying I'm a shipper of anything, because saying that, labeling yourself as a shipper, heavily implied that the only reason you're here is for the ship. Shippers watch shows or movie for the sole purpose of looking for a ship, to the point where a lot of them twist canon to such a degree that it's no longer recognizable, all for the sake of making their ship something achievable.

The real problem that comes from that isn't thr total disregard for canon (though it does beg the question of what people actually like about it) it's the rabid defense of their fanon as the only canon and how they react to people who don't follow or accept their headcanons.

For example, and sorry for deviating from the main point, but I still get anon hate from someone a Sterek shipper in the Teen Wolf fandom, four years after the show ended, because I don't just roll over and play dead when they make declarations about their ship and the main character.

Like I said above, if you were to go through my blog, you'd find plenty of Stucky content, because, as a gay man, I would have loved any kind of representation in such a big franchise. Who doesn't want to watch a movie or a TV show and see people like them in such a normal way? And the thing with Stucky was that it would have taken virtually no effort to make that a real thing. It's been discussed multiple times, but Bucky filled in the role of the "damsel in distress" in the first Captain America movie, with having Steve become a hero in his efforts to rescue Bucky from Hydra. Had Bucky been a woman and Peggy a man, Stucky would have been canon from the word go.

Add to that the fact that, and I know some people don't like discussing it, but the Bucky we have in the comics is an amalgamation of several characters. In the comics, Bucky was a child that admired Steve Rogers and was supposed to be America's response to the Hitler Youth program, whereas in the movies, he was Steve's childhood best friend, taking a lot of his backstory from the comic character of Arnie Roth, who was the one who pulled small Steve out of fights in alleys. I think that's why so many LGBT+ fans gravitated towards Bucky in the MCU, because Arnie was gay in the comics and since they made Bucky full Arnie's shoes, why not this element as well. Hell, even Bucky's "White Wolf" title in Wakanda comes from a whole other character in the Black Panther comics.

So, bottom line, I liked Stucky and would have been ecstatic of it had become canon (which I never expected, because c'mon! This is Disney!), but the shippers just got out of control, particularly post Civil War and then later Endgame, because their ship didn't become canon the way they wanted, often crying "queerbaiting" in response.

I actually just did a post a few weeks ago (shameless self promotion) about Queerbaiting and those who were trying to say that Marvel was baiting us with Sambucky now. But, if you peel back the surface, those were usually just Stucky shippers that jumped ship (ba dum tsh) because Stucky was no longer a possibility.

So... sorry for the long and rambling response, but I hope that this cleared stuff up.

[buckybarnesbingo]

BBB Week 6 Roundup!

Little bit late, Mod Meg was on vacay over the weekend.

Title: Cute Quaterbacks Collaborator(s): Tori/samandbucky Link: AO3 Square: B4 - Sharing Clothes Rating: Teen Ship(s): Steve/Tony Major tags/warnings: AU, School, Fake Relationship, Protective!Bucky Summary: Steve and Bucky grew up as childhood best friends and are now roommates in college. Bucky dares Steve to bring a date to one of his upcoming football games after Steve suggests he could date anyone he wanted to. Enter Tony Stark. Word count: 1767

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Title: The Curse Collaborator(s): Tori/samandbucky Link: AO3 Square: K4 - Kiss Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/Clint Major tags/warnings: Fluff, Established Relationship, Magic, Curses Summary: Clint gets hit during an alien attack with some dark magic, Bucky and Steve can't wake him, so they go to the only person they know who can undo the curse: Stephen Strange. Word count: 1364

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Title: A Regular Harry Houdini Collaborator(s): Bird Link: AO3 Square: K4 - Prisoners/Captives Together Rating: Teen Ship(s): Sam/Bucky Major tags/warnings: Minor Episode 5 Spoilers, Post-The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, Captured, First Kiss Summary: “You know, if Steve kissed me in the middle of an escape attempt, he would bring it up after,” Sam said. “I thought we weren’t talking about Steve,” Bucky grunted, closing his eyes. “I’m going to take a nap.” “I can’t believe you’re pretending to take a nap right now.” “I’m 106, Sam. I’m allowed to fall asleep whenever I want.” Word count: 1365

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Title: K5 Card B096 Soulbond Collaborator(s): Rufferto Link: Tumblr Square: K5 - High Fantasy, Curses, Shiny Sword Steve Rating: Teen Ship(s): Stucky Major tags/warnings: Fantasy Warrior Bucky, Curses, Art, Sword Steve Summary: When Bucky went off to war Steve was cursed into a sword. Bucky managed to find him because they share a bond but he's cursed. Bucky now carries Steve into battle wherever he goes looking for a way to have Steve at his side again. This was done on Hot Press Water Color Paper with Windsor & Newton and Arteza paints. I don’t much like the scan, there’s something always lost when a watercolor image is scanned but I will try some other time to get a better photo of it. Word count: none it is art.

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Title: Benevolent Overlord Collaborator(s): IndigoNight Link: AO3 Square: K1 - Bucky Bear Rating: Gen Ship(s): Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers Major tags/warnings: Fluff, PTSD, Codependency, Alpine the Cat Summary: “Hi,” Bucky says, wincing a little at how hoarse and rough his voice sounds from disuse. The kitten just hisses at him again, huge green eyes narrowed into slits. “Yeah, I get it,” he agrees with a grimace and a commiserating nod. Word count: 4921

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Title: I'm James Buchanan Barnes Collaborator(s): e_hytes Link: Tumblr Square: C2 - Art Style: Black and White Rating: Gen Ship(s): No pairing/ship Major tags/warnings: #buckybarnes #wintersoldier #jamesbuchananbarnes #mcu Summary: A drawing of Bucky/Winter Soldier black and white Word count: N/A

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Title: Someone Like You Collaborator(s): Nicnac Link: AO3 Square: C4 - Prison Rating: Mature Ship(s): Bucky/Reader Major tags/warnings: Enemies, Uneasy Allies, Hydra Agent Reader, Negotiations Summary: Taken from their SHIELD prison cell, the reader finds themself alone with The Winter Soldier negotiating for their life. Word count: 2693

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Title: Sambucky Incorrect Quotes Collaborator(s): snowstark Link: Tumblr Square: U2 - Partner-In-Crime Rating: Teen Ship(s): Sam/Bucky Major tags/warnings: Enemies to lovers vibe, Humour Summary: “Bucky, we tried things your way already.” “No we didn’t.” “I did it in my head and it didn’t work.” Word count: N/A

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Title: darling, you’re the one i want in paper rings Collaborator(s): cyanica Link: AO3 Square: C5 - teasing Rating: Gen Ship(s): steve/bucky Major tags/warnings: first time, demisexuality, period-typical homophobia, fluff, friends to lovers Summary: "Okay, I don't know why I’ve never – you know!” Bucky said after a moment, a soft laugh spilling from his lips – something so genuine and bashful, that Steve wasn’t so sure what to make of. “You're just – you're the only one I've ever had eyes for. You're the only one I’ve ever wanted.” Or, whatever deity had constructed the fragmented pieces of their souls together, they were made of the same smithereens, and Steve was sure he had known that as a child, holding Bucky’s slightly larger hand and accepting that they were of the same love, without even knowing what such a concept was. Word count: 1630

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Title: Unexpected Alliances - Chapter 4 Collaborator(s): PoliZ Link: AO3 Square: C5 - Lending a Hand Rating: Mature Ship(s): Stucky Major tags/warnings: Fantasy AU, enemies to friends/lovers, referenced/implied torture Summary: Buckthorn’s refusal to use his fae magic to support his captor’s cause has left him battered and broken; when he is given a dangerous shifter as his cellmate, they overcome their differences to become allies and perhaps something more. Chapter 4: Upon reaching the shifters’ camp, Buckthorn meets another of Stephen’s companions who seems to have a chip on his shoulder when it comes to fae folk. Word count: 1034

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Title: A Story Told in Flesh, Chapter 3: Together In Dreams Collaborator(s): ChrissiHR Link: AO3 Square: B2 - Rocket Racoon Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Bucky x Darcy x Steve Major tags/warnings: Big Swingin’ Dick!Steve, smut, nsfw, dream sex, sex positive Summary: Bucky and Darcy get massages and discuss Aesir medical treatments; Darcy has an erotic dream about Bucky & Steve. Word count: 1270

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Title: Written In The Scars (On My Heart) Collaborator(s): IndigoNight Link: AO3 Square: K5 - Just Do It Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes Major tags/warnings: Past Rape/Non-con, In Heat (but not A/B/O) Masturbation, Sex Toys, Mildly Dubious Consent, Body Worship, Self Body Worship, Rimming, Fuck Or Die (sort of), Porn with Feelings, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, PTSD, Inability to Orgasm, Body Image, Reference to Past Medical Experimentation, Self-Lubrication, Touch-Starved, Touch-Averse Summary: He swallows hard, struggling with himself one last time and losing. “I need your help,” he manages to whisper, voice cracking. The air in the room immediately changes. The wound up tension drains out of Steve, his posture and voice going soft. “Sure, Buck,” he says, cautiously moving back toward him. Bucky can’t move, his arms locked tight around his knees, and he can’t lift his gaze higher than Steve’s knees either. Steve pauses when he’s still a few feet away, squatting down and angling his head in an effort to see Bucky’s face through the curtain of his hair. “Anything. What do you need?” It’s everything Bucky can do to hold still, every cell in his body vibrating with the need to throw himself into Steve’s arms. He opens his mouth, but his throat sticks and he has to swallow again before he can force the words out. Slowly, by sheer force of will, he drags his gaze up to meet Steve’s eyes. “I need you to fuck me.” Word count: 41k

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Title: Acceptance is the first part of Healing Collaborator(s): Laevateinn Link: AO3 Square: C4 - Denial Rating: Teen Ship(s): N/A Major tags/warnings: 1e3 : Power Broker, TFATWS coda, TW for : implied sexual abuse/assault, dissociation, PTSD, flashbacks, Angst, hopeful(ish) ending Summary: "You good ?" Wilson asks him, after he fought against eight men. "You okay ?" Wilson asks him, when they get to Sharon’s house. "You hurt ?" Wilson asks him, when they get out of the car. Yes, Wilson. All good. Now if the guy could shut up and carry on, that'd be great. Why would he be "not fine" anyway ? It's not as if anything that happened that day hasn't happened before. Word count: 906

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Title: The Maze Stumbler (Moodboard) Collaborator(s): Turtles Link: Tumblr Square: B3 - Labyrinth Rating: Teen Ship(s): Darcy Lewis & Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson Major tags/warnings: Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Thor, Cocktail, Labyrinth Summary: Something, something, Thor spikes the punch at the party and they all decide to re enact the Maze Runner… or something like that. Sam and Bucky wake up in the middle of a maze, nothing but Darcy’s voice in their ear giving them directions and critiquing their methodology Word count: N/A

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Title: The Maze Stumbler (Fic) Collaborator(s): Turtles Link: AO3 Square: C1 - Stranded Rating: Teen Ship(s): Darcy Lewis & Bucky Barnes & Sam Wilson Major tags/warnings: Thor's Asgardian Booze, a labyrinth, Dubious Timeline, Everybody Lives, Crack Summary: Don’t drink Thor’s Asgardian booze. Ever. Word count: 1657

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Title: 5 Times Steve Received Plums from Natasha or Sam and the 1 Time Steve Realized the Plums weren’t from Them Collaborator(s): Girl_Back_There Link: AO3 Square: K5 - Bucky/Steve Rating: Teen Ship(s): Bucky/Steve Major tags/warnings: 5 + 1, Bucky and his Plums, Angst and Feels, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug Summary: Steve keeps finding plums in his hotel rooms or his bag. He thinks it is Natasha or Sam trying to be a good friend by making sure he is eating and keeping up his energy in the search for Bucky. Each plum he finds reminds him of Bucky growing up in pre-WWII New York. The times they would give each other a plum as a way of saying “I’m sorry” or “I love you.” Word count: 2998

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Title: Faith and Desire and the Swing of Your Hips Collaborator(s): IndigoNight Link: AO3 Square: U2 - French Kiss Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes Major tags/warnings: Crossdressing, Nonbinary Steve Rogers, Oral Sex, Body Dysphoria, Gender Exploration, Supportive Flirting Summary: “You look gorgeous, doll,” he drawls, dragging up as much of old Brooklyn as he can to infuse into the words. Steve startles, even though the doorway and Bucky in it are clearly reflected behind him in the mirror. Steve’s eyes flick to him and away again, his face going pink from the tips of his ears and spreading all the way down to his chest. He fidgets with his skirt, hands smoothing over the folds of it self consciously. “It looks a little silly,” he mutters, chewing on his already chapped lower lip. Word count: 5470

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Title: Stay Collaborator(s): Bird/plutosrose Link: AO3 Square: C3 - Free Square Rating: Explicit Ship(s): Sam/Bucky Major tags/warnings: Post-Canon, First Time Summary: “So, are you keeping the outfit?” Word count: 1919

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Title: It's Not a Miracle You Need Collaborator(s): UisceOneLove Link: AO3 Square: Y3 - At a Crossroads Rating: Teen Ship(s): James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Major tags/warnings: Post-Endgame, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hopeful Ending Summary: Sitting out on the dock of Tony's lakehouse while the others slept, Steve thought about where he was expected to go from here. It's a good thing Bucky's around to help him see where that can be. Word count: 1584

[meggtheegg]

evan hansen, sam wilson, & wanda maximov?

ohh man this one's gonna get long so i'll put it under a read more :D

evan:

favorite thing about them

his sincere desire to make sure everyone is okay. half of his problems stem from that one need, but it's ultimately what makes him set things right, too.

least favorite thing about them

there are many obvious character flaws that i could point out, but the most overlooked one is that he goes off his fucking meds without telling anyone that shit is dangerous and should not be treated as anything but that.

favorite line

"dear evan hansen, today is going to be a good day and here's why. because today, no matter what else, today at least you're you. no hiding. no lying. just... you. and that's. that's enough. maybe someday, everything that happened will all feel like a distant memory. maybe someday no one will remember about the connor project. or me. maybe someday, some other kid is going to be standing here, staring out at the trees, feeling so...alone, wondering if maybe the world might look different from all the way up there. better. and maybe he'll start climbing, one branch at a time, and he'll keep going. even when it seems like he can't find another foothold. even when it feels... hopeless. like everything is telling him to let go. this time...maybe this time, he won't let go. he'll just hold on...and keep going. he'll keep going until he sees the sun."

brOTP

evan and zoe should be friends, and even if that's super unrealistic, i will still hold onto that

OTP

evan x going back on his gosh darn meds

nOTP

i've never really seen an evan ship that bothers me, actually

random headcanon

i've said it a million times and i will say it again, this kid has autism, and no one will ever convince me otherwise (side-eyes steven levenson and ben platt)

unpopular opinion

evan is neither a horrible kid or a smol uwu anxious bean. he's a mentally ill teenager, who should be treated with the nuance and understanding that deserves.

also, the kiss at the end of ywbf kills all the emotion and power of the song so quickly, why has it not been taken out yet

song i associate with them

kill the ghost - motherfolk

favorite picture of them

(i am so sorry, i had to share this picture with the world it makes me laugh every time)

sam:

favorite thing about them

what is there not to love about sam wilson, honestly? if i have to pick something, it's probably his adaptability. captain america trolling him on his morning run? okay, let's talk to him about his trauma. he and black widow show up at his door saying everyone's trying to kill them? let them in and make them breakfast, if they eat that kind of thing. being hunted by some masked assassin? time to bring a knife to a gunfight and win, i guess. the masked assassin is cap's best friend? well, time to drop everything and search the world for him and become an avenger. superheroes have to register with the government, now? well, guess it's time to become a fugitive and go on the run for a few years. cap is an old man, half the world has gone on without him for five years, and now he's supposed to be captain america? well, he'll hesitate to take up the mantle, but good for steve. the masked assassin that tried to kill him is part of his found family now? sure, whatever. invite him to the cookout. i think that literally nothing could surprise this man, by now, and he just keeps doing what he feels is right without even stopping to question it.

least favorite thing about them

honestly, i don't even know. some of the stuff he says to bucky feels uncharacteristically unsympathetic, in civil war and the beginning of tfatws, but also like,,,usually he's not wrong, he's just kind of blunt about it??? idk man i love sam wilson.

oh, and i guess the cowl on his cap suit looks kinda dumb and uncomfortable

favorite line

"the only power i have is that i believe we can do better."

that's sam summed up in one line, right there. he's a normal guy surrounded by superheroes and yet he holds his own and stands out because he's so sincere and dedicated and good that it doesn't even matter

brOTP

sam and steve. we should've gotten more of them hanging out, honestly. they were great together.

OTP

sambucky, baybee! for all the reasons i listed in my answer for bucky :)

nOTP

another one i can't think of anything for. i guess sam/tony, if anyone ships that???

random headcanon

sam was actually pretty quiet, as a kid. he kind of let sarah do the talking for him. it wasn't until they got older that he started becoming more talkative and developing his sense of humor

unpopular opinion

sam did make mistakes in tfatws. bucky wasn't the only one to screw up. that was what made their reconciliation so nice. yeah, bucky was being way more of an asshole about the shield than sam was about anything, but that doesn't mean he was perfect 100% of the time, and that's good. that's what makes him human and relatable.

song i associate with them

come on, there's no way i can't say trouble man, here.

favorite picture of them

wanda

favorite thing about them

her gentle kindness. especially in civil war, there's something so soft and genuine about her that's just immediately endearing.

least favorite thing about them

the way that closing scene in wandavision implied she still may become a villain, despite having that option and rejecting it at the cost of her family, earlier that same episode. it just felt...wrong.

favorite line

"i can't control their fear. only my own."

i probably quote this line way too often. it's just....chef's kiss

(honorable mention goes to: "I don't even know who you are." "You will.")

brOTP

i so wish agatha hadn't become a one-dimensional villain in the last episode, because their friendship, however fake, was really sweet.

but also her friendship with the rest of team cap, especially steve, was also really lovely and i wish we could've gotten more of that

OTP

🎶WANDAVISION, WA-WANDAVISION, WANDAVISION WA-WANDAVISION...WANDAVISION!!"🎶

nOTP

wanda/pietro....just...ew....

random headcanon

despite her love for the genre, the two sitcoms she could never watch were alf and gilligan's island. the themes of being trapped somewhere without your family, no matter how funny the circumstances, just hit too close to home.

unpopular opinion

they shouldn't have aged wanda up to match lizzie's actual age. i know it was never officially stated anywhere until wandavision, but in aou and civil war, she was heavily implied to be a teenager, and honestly, that would've made everything about her character both hit harder and make way more sense. she could have been in her late teens-early 20s by the time wandavision rolled around, but having her in her late 20s-early 30s just doesn't fit all the comments about her being a kid/going to high school/etc. making her younger would mean that her decision to join hydra was the misinformed decision of a traumatized teenager, rather than a grown woman, and could have tied into tfatws and karli, which could then expand into an actual examination of why young people are willing to go to such extremes to make change and that could have been really interesting.

song i associate with them

razzmatazz - i don't know how but they found me

favorite picture of them

[siancore]

Updated August 3rd 

My Captain America

Dark Sam Wilson x Fem Reader Part 1

Artifice 

Part 1 Dark Steve Rogers x Reader

Part 2 - Dark Steve Rogers x Black Fem Reader (some implied Dark!Stucky)

Multi-Chapter Fics (some are currently being updated)

You Are My Sunshine - SamBucky Kid!Fic

The Boys of Summer - SamBucky AU

Deception - SamBucky Dark AU

The Lost-And-Found - Danbeau AU

Nothing Compares to the Real Thing - SamBucky Sugar Daddy AU

The Angel & The Soldier - SamBucky Guardian Angel AU

SamBucky Bingo Fills

The Prince and the Knight - Royalty AU

Flames - Bonfire Square

The Royal Wedding - Green Card Marriage

The Preacher’s Son - Claiming Square

Knight with a Man Bun - Rescue Mission AU

When the Darkness Shrouds You - Disability Square

I Want What They Have - Domestic SamBucky featuring Carol, Maria, and Monica

SamBucky One-shots

Bucky likes how Sam’s voice sounds

Jealous Bucky

“You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions.”

Stuck

SamBucky featuring Alpine and Figaro

The Morning After

Together

First Time

One Time Thing

1940s SamBucky AU

Close Shave

Just One of Those Days

SamBucky Tiny Fics

Bi Bucky

Silence

Wonderland

Pet Names (explicit)

Safehouse (explicit)

Bucky Flirts with Sam

Danbeau One-Shots

Wanna Go Halves?

Sometimes The Nights Are Long

May Writing Challenge

Danbeau

Day 1 Prompt: “What the fuck were you thinking?”

Day 4 Prompt: “I don’t bite...unless you want me to.”

SamBucky

Day 1 Prompt: “What the fuck were you thinking?”

Day 3 Prompt: “Stop lying to me.”

Day 5 Prompt: “Why do you think you have to do everything on your own?”

Day 6 Prompt: “You’re so hot when you’re angry.”

Day 10 Prompt: “In my defense, I was left unsupervised.”

Day 13 Prompt: “You can’t honestly tell me you thought that would work.”

Day 25 Prompt: “I’m gonna ask you something and I need an honest answer.”

Quarantine Fics

In the Interest of Public Safety: A Sambucky Quarantine Tiny Fic

This keeping-your-ass-at-home thing might not be so bad after all: Danbeau Smutty One-Shot

Shuri Udaku

One of the Hard Days 

Bucky Barnes x T’Challa Udaku 

The Royal Wedding

Headcanons

SamBucky Wedding Planning

SamBucky: “Damn I can’t wait to eat your ass later.”

Danbeau - Stucky Parallels 

Moodboards

Misty Knight x Colleen Wing

Eden Fesi AKA Manifold - 1

Eden Fesi AKA Manifold - 2

Shurifold (Shuri Udaku x Manifold)

Shuri Udaku - 1

SamBucky Demon/Angel AU

Genderbent!SamBucky 

Coming Soon:

The General and the Agent of SHIELD - Okoye x OC

SamBucky Mob AU

Sam Wilson Social Media AU