#sambucky wip

[sunsetmaidenwrites]

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

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

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

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

[unconditionalsaint]

wip wednesday

sambucky | horror (+romance duh) | ao3

vibes:

-> southern gothic -> the starling girl (2023) -> sinners (2025)

[towboats]

perchance making sambucky animation meme/pmv..... but itll take me 14 yrs

[con-artist-dj]

Hugs between the Thunderbolts update: Finished Yelena and Bob, I love these cuties <3

And a bonus WIP of Avengers tower movie night with Bucky going through a divorce in the background

[shimiyass]

Rewatching divorced couple

[43alska]

Since I can't post on twitter rn i'm gonna be real annoying with wips here

sugar baby bucky because i'm obsessed sorry

I want to make the robe sheer but idk how without making it look like a shit transparent layer bear with me

[ribs0]

cozy soldiers <3

[samuelwilsonbarnes]

one thing I'm gonna do is have Bucky lose his mind every time he touches Sam. second thing I'm gonna do is put Bucky in situations where he ends up touching Sam as much as possible

[cannibalforum]

sambucky yayyy

[logicheartsoul]

Sam Wilson & Bucky Barnes in Marvel Studios’ Assembled: The Making of The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (2021)

[irontinystar]

i’m 15k words in in a sambucky wip eheh :P stay tuned I’m editing atm and I can’t wait to post it

[sunsetmaidenwrites]

Hi! While You Were Sleeping?? (Over the holidays I was kinda jonesing for an AU of that movie)

Hey there! Thanks for your ask! I was actually hoping to do this one this past year for the holidays, but it didn't work out. This one is kinda wild. Hopefully I can live up to the original spirit of the movie and still make it uniquely SamBucky.

Snippet:

What the ef kind of name was Alpine?! Rich people, Sam thought morosely. He couldn’t help but fret over the whole thing though. “I can keep coming over here to feed her, but maybe you ought to take her until Tony wakes up.”

Bucky was already shaking his head. “I’m not taking Tony’s cat. You’re his fiancé. You take the cat.”

“I can’t take the cat. I already have a cat, and he might not take too kindly to this princess infringing on his space.”

Bucky narrowed his eyes and stewed on that for a few seconds. “How exactly were y’all gonna handle this when ya—ya know!—got effing married?”

And look, okay. Sam knew he had no business being offended that Bucky was calling him out over a fake engagement to a guy he knew fuck-all about. Sam knew that, all right…but still. Bucky had a way of being so unbearably smug and cynical; Sam couldn’t help but react sourly. “We haven’t figured out the logistics yet.”

“Seems like y’all haven’t figured out a lot of things,” he said, some bite in that tone.

“Yeah well, until he wakes up, we gotta make do, and you should take the cat. I don’t like the idea of her here all alone.”

“So, move in then. Isn’t that what most engaged people do anyway?”

Oh! Now this asshole was just arguing to argue. Sam wished he could say it wasn’t kinda hot. This thing had spiraled way out of control, but there was no earthly way he was plopping his sweet self down in Tony Stark’s swanky digs.

[buckys-sam]

[Post TFATWS pre BNW]

--

Bucky had been to Louisiana before.

He’d helped fix up a boat there, sat on the dock with a beer in hand, laughed at Sam arguing with his nephews, eaten his fill of home-cooked food, even let the warmth of the place settle into his bones just a little.

But this time? This time was different. This time, there was no skirting around whatever this thing between himself and Sam had grown into.

There would be no pretending. No excuses.

Before, it had been easy to hide behind the work, to let the warmth of the sun and the ripples of the water mask the fact that something had already been pulling them together.

But now? Now everyone was gonna see it written all over him and that... that made something in Bucky’s stomach twist in a way he wasn’t used to.

He wasn't ashamed. He truly wasn’t - he’d made his choice. Sam was his choice, his only choice.

But Bucky hadn’t belonged anywhere in a long, long time.... and Louisiana? Louisiana wasn’t just some place. It was Sam’s place. His home - a place full of people who loved him, knew him and cared about him.

And Bucky? Bucky was walking straight into it with his heart on full display.

--

The plane finally touched down and Bucky sat silent, staring out the window as the marshes and open sky stretched beyond the runway.

Sam nudged him gently with his elbow. “You good?”

Bucky grunted, shifting in his seat. “Yeah.”

Sam snorted. “Yeah, that was real convincing.”

Bucky shot him a look. Butterflies raked iron claws along his insides but he ignored them. “I said I’m fine.”

Sam arched a brow, clearly disbelieving that response. Then his lips curved into that infuriating smirk Bucky loved so much. “You always get this tense before vacations?”

Bucky huffed, rolling his shoulders like he could shake it all off. It didn't work.

Sam’s grin widened. “Oh, damn. You’re nervous.”

Bucky’s scowl deepened. “I am not nervous.”

Sam grinned harder. “You totally are.”

Bucky sighed, dragging a hand down his face. “I fought in a world war, I got brainwashed for seventy years, I've taken on entire armies with my bare hands, and now I gotta—what? Worry about meeting your family like some kind of high school boyfriend?”

Sam bit his lip, trying hard to hide his amusement but his voice dropped and his eyes sparkled in an infuriating way. “You wanna hold my hand through it, Barnes?”

Bucky glared. “I swear to God, Wilson-”

Sam laughed, clapping a hand on his knee. “C’mon, man. It’s just Louisiana. You already survived it once.”

Bucky exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “Yeah, but last time, we weren’t... Ya know-”

He cut himself off, lips pressing into a thin line.

Sam’s expression softened just slightly. “Weren’t what?” he prompted, voice low, even and knowing.

Bucky didn’t look at him.

He didn’t need to. Sam knew what he was getting at.

Before, they’d been dancing around it - now there was no dancing. No hiding. No pretending they were just friends... Just a pair of men who happened to share space and time and nothing unspoken inbetween.

Now.... Everyone was gonna see it - Sarah. The boys. The locals who’d already given Bucky side-eyes last time, wondering who the hell he was to be hanging around Sam Wilson’s dock, and what the hell was up with that metal arm.

This time, there’d be no question.

This time, Bucky wasn’t just some guy helping to fix a boat.

This time, Bucky was Sam’s.

Sam must have seen it. The way Bucky was chewing on the inside of his cheek, the way his fingers curled tight against his thigh because he didn’t tease this time. He didn’t push. He just reached over, slid a warm hand over Bucky’s, steady and sure.

Bucky stared at it.

At their hands, right there in the open, no hesitation, no fear.

And Sam -damn him- just held on.

“You know,” Sam mused, casual as hell as he leaned close, “We could turn right back around, catch the next flight to New York, never leave this airport.”

Bucky snorted, shaking his head. “Yeah, that’d be real subtle. Besides, Sarah would kill us."

"She would," Sam grinned, squeezing his hand once before letting go. “You got this, Barnes. Louisiana ain’t gonna bite.”

Bucky exhaled, letting the tension in his shoulders loosen just a little.

Sam was right.

It was just a place.

Just people.

Just a home Bucky was stepping into, not running from.

And when Sam led the way off the plane, walking ahead with his bag slung over his shoulder, Bucky didn’t hesitate to follow.

[hornymotionalcookie]

WIP Whenever

Thanks fer the tag, @glittercake.

Bucky finally got his shit together enough to stick his hand out, "I'm Bucky. And you are – besides impressive, that is?"

"Nice to meet you, Bucky. I'm Sam." He both beamed over the compliment while his full cheeks appled. Bucky was failing to not think of all the manner of ways he wanted Sam flushed and noisy beneath him, above him, beside him. He just wanted. Bucky used the grip of Sam's calloused yet softened skin to ground himself again, holding onto it as he held eye contact with Sam.

"And I'm – gonna go... Somewhere. Else?"

"Yeah, see ya." Bucky tossed in the direction of the voice, not sure who it belonged to distracted as he was. The fading laughter did break through his haze but was ignored in favor of propositioning Sam: "You must've worked up a mighty thirst with that win, Sam." Yeah. Mine. "Care to join me at the refreshments?" He asked of Sam, the thumb of his hand still clasping Sam's, brushing delicately over the pulse point. Sam inhaled subtly, the quickening of his pulse clocked by Bucky before he slid his hand away, heading towards the drinks setup.

They cut through the throng of bodies single-filed with Sam taking the lead, giving Bucky the chance to watch Sam's purposeful gait. Sam cast a playful look over his shoulder at Bucky before bending over to snag a drink out of the deep cooler. It didn't seem like an accident that Sam's shirt just happened to ride up while doing so. Nor did it seem like much of an accident when Sam's pants fell a tad when he squatted before another cooler when he came up empty handed with the first.

"You want?" Sam mouthed at him from the cooler, waving his cold can. Bucky nodded, not particularly thirsty but not above watching Sam's hunched form. Sam smirked over at him knowingly, somehow deepening his squat and the pull of his pants over his ample ass. Bucky quietly eyed Sam from his position against the wall, drawing a mental map of places he'd like to mark on Sam's back given the chance.

A successful Sam strided over, handing Bucky an opened can before baring his throat as he took a few long pulls from his. Thirst quenched, while only ratcheting Bucky's up, Sam mirrored Bucky's stance against the wall.

"If I knew I'd get to meet you at one of Steve's parties, I'd have left my hermit hole at the shop long ago." Bucky blurted to Sam, aware it was a total line, but unable to help the truthful outburst. He took a sip of the cool drink in his hand to both cool his heating face as well as keep the word vomit at bay. He pulls a few slow sips before sitting it on the shelf next to them.

Sam smiled that sweet smile from earlier again, shy from the pickup line but loving it all the same. A guy as gorgeous as him had to be used to compliments. If not, Bucky had a secondary goal to get Sam as accustomed to hearing them as often as he could before the night's end.

"Shop? You work at the parlor with Steve?"

"Yeah. I'm actually kind of his partner, more on the silent side. I do a lot of digging into local talents online and traveling artists. Speaking of..." Bucky motioned towards Sam's back, "Noticed your ink while you were outlasting the fellas outside. Was it a local artist? We're always on the lookout to host those with great skill. Whoever chose the color palette for your work has an excellent eye."

Sam's smile was a little sad this time, "Thanks. It was a guy back home, Riley." Bucky nodded, not missing the past tense or the reverence in the mentioned name.

"Riley really had a great eye for detail, too. The feather tips are awesome." Sam's smile brightened, nodding at the compliment and tickled by Bucky's busting himself out.

"Just how good a look did you get when you were spotting me?"

"Uh... Well, a good spotter should notice even the smallest hint of distress in the body, wherever it may appear. I was just trying to be diligent."

Sam threw his head back and cackled, the force of it pushing him forward, chest meeting Bucky's. Bucky easily caught him, hand dropping down to Sam's waist, steadying him. His thumb burned at the contact it made with Sam's skin, itching to trace over it all, wanting to feel that burn over the rest of his hand, his tongue, his teeth.

Sam's fading laughter vibrated through Bucky's chest, neither moving to put space between them again. Sam's right hand came up to rest at Bucky's shoulder, tapping the button of his folded up sleeve with the tip of his fingernail. He glided light as a feather across it, leaving trails of gooseflesh in its wake. Bucky wasn't hyperventilating per se, but one could make an argument for it. Bucky's face drained of color as his blood rushed to the head below his shoulders. Sam at a distance was gorgeous – up close like this, head tilted as he studied Bucky, he was literally breathtaking.

"D'you wanna see it?" It could be a multitude of things, all garnering an immediate yes in Bucky's mind. But Sam brought him back to the topic at hand, "My tat?" Oh yeah, they were talking about tattoos. How long ago was that again?

"Yeah, I'd love to."

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[starrylol]

hello winterfalcon nation.

(Ps I’ve never drawn either of them omg 😭)

[lesbiancaptnamerica]

snippet of the sambucky detective au i recently started working on 👀