#star spangled bingo

[alpineandbucky]

why they lost their minds (and fought the wars)

written by @alpineandbucky, art by @reagy-jay for @starspangledbigbang

Explicit | 10K words Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers

Captain America Bucky Barnes, USO Performer Steve Rogers, World War II, Misunderstandings, Pining, Cross-dressing, Porn with Plot, Bittersweet Ending

Summary:

The year was 1943, and World War II continued across Europe. In the USA, the top-secret op known as OPERATION: REBIRTH produced an experimental SUPER SOLDIER SERUM. The test subject's name: JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES. *** After the death of Abraham Erskine, Bucky wanted to put Project Rebirth behind him. Parading around on stage was not how he wanted to honor the good men who lost their lives, especially when he was fit to hold up his end of the bargain. Despite his best efforts to distance himself from the gaudy mantle, a navy cowl appears at base camp framing a familiar pair of blue eyes. Memories of the best part of his last few years surface, and Bucky is reminded of what he left back in Brooklyn. He quickly realizes just how much he has sacrificed for the greater good, but it seems the universe has decided to reward his efforts with a taste of something sweeter, if only for one night.

Read on AO3 HERE!

[bisamwilson]

me: omg why am i having such trouble writing tonight? it’s not like i’ve done all that much this week, i should have the energy

also me: -has written almost 20k in the last two weeks, the vast majority of which has been in the last week-

[fangirl-dot-com]

🪩Track 1 - The Beginning of an Era

welcome to reputations...want to continue?

December 1, 2023

williamsracing has posted

williamsracing freshman year loading...

we are thrilled to announce that theopourchaire21 will be joining alexalbon as our driver line-up for 2024!

liked by formula1fan, logansargeant, alexalbon, and 75,284 others

lolo2024 this is not what I needed today, tomorrow, or ever

log4n_sarg um, lets rewind and go back to the post where Logan was supposed to be signed for 2024

logansargeant I'm so happy for theopourchaire21, no one deserves it more than him!

f1_fanatic I know he was sobbing writing that L2-nation his PR team probably had tears when they told him formula1_today I feel so bad for him

user2 did they even tell Logan that they weren't signing him?? this seems so rushed and I thought Williams told Logan that he'd have another chance...

oscarpiastri so happy for you mate! can't wait to have you on the grid!

what-the_f-is-a-kmeter the ultimate betrayal right here

formula1_power well, my 2023 was just ruined

arrowmclaren has just posted

arrowmclaren we are happy to announce our diver line-up for the 2024 IndyCar season! With Pato O'Ward, Alexander Rossi, and David Malukas, we have a strong season ahead of us!

liked by racer.y/n, indyxf1, carsgozoom, indy5hundred, and 89,238 others

indyxf1 first Logan and now Y/n??!! What has this world gone to?!

arrowML uhhhh, this was not on the 2023 bingo card

o-wardo I mean, I like Rossi, but L/n was such a beast this season. doesn't make sense that they drop her after her rookie year

Dave-dives4arrows boooooo - we didn't ask for this

mclarenall-round exactly! Y/n was the perfect fit for the team! y/n.fan well, I mean...our girl was kind of outcasted by the others. maybe this is just a new beginning y/n_nation true, I'm thinking maybe NASCAR maybe? fan-f1 now here me out...Formula 1?

racer.y/n thank you for all the memories! welcome to the family alexanderrossi - you deserve it

indyfan2 I know she has tears in her eyes as she writes this logansarg3ant Y/n and Logan's pr teams will need therapy after December 1, 2023

Logan&y/n Y/n and Logan really are "the outcast rookies" club

f1 with Lamborghini_Racing has posted

f1 something new is coming for the 2024 season...

formula 1 is happy to announce the arrive of new constructor team: the Royal Automobili Lamborghini-Andretti Formula 1 Team. They will be headed by Team Principal Michael Andretti.

They will be backed by high-end sponsors such as Dior, Armani, Hermes, Fendi, and Panerai.

However, we are saddened by the leave of the HAAS Formula 1 team. We wish them well as they are planning to enter next year's IndyCar Championship.

liked by formoola1, lamb0, chrisncars, kart-ing, y/n-lover, and 90,298 others

formula1-fanatic and suddenly, 2023 has a come back after Williams's and ArrowMcLaren's posts

fan-f1 PLEASE SIGN LOGAN AND Y/N - THEY DESERVE A SECOND CHANCE PLEASE I'M BEGGING

fan-f1 ok - I'm done f1-f1-f1 now hold on, you might be onto something

America_in_f1 I'm sad that HAAS is leaving, but will we be able to still hear the Star Spangled Banner if Andretti wins?

user-fan-75 technically no since Lamborghini is the main constructor and they are an Italy based manufacturer what-the-f_is_a-kmeter BOOOOOOOO logansArgeant2 now, hear me out - we get Logan AND y/n and up the possibilities by two

indy-fan I came here for Y/n, now you all need to sign her RN

y/n-nation what even is F1? but I want my girl to be in it

f1_power welcome to the family!

haas_fan awwww I'm going to miss Kevin and Nico, will they be signed automatically?

haas-fan2 I don't think so. Andretti hasn't put out an official statement yet but I think he'd want to start fresh

y/nxlogan all fans of the "outcast rookies" rise, we've found our opening

Email

To: y/n.l/npr.email.com CC: Logan.sargeantpr.email.com

To whom it may concern,

We would like to invite the two of you to come to Sant'Agata Bolognese, Italy for a few days of testing. I personally cannot confirm a seat for the 2024 season, but we've have our eyes on the two of you since early spring.

Please let us know by the end of the week if either of you are interested. We are in need of time if everything goes well. If it does, and the two of you would like to join the Royal Automobili Lamborghini-Andretti Formula 1 team, contracts could be signed as early as next week.

My sister Marissa will be in touch for a check-in if these emails weren't correct.

She says that you both need a Reputations Era, or whatever that means.

I personally look forward to hearing back from the two of you. Have a blessed day.

Team Principal Michael Andretti

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[steverogersevents]

A masterpost of Steve Rogers events! Please let me know if there are any that I missed - not all events are currently ongoing but you never know when one will come back :D

🌟 STEVE ROGERS-CENTRIC 🌟 ★ Bottom Steve Rogers Fest @bottom-steve-fest ★ Captain Bottom Bingo @cabottombingo ★ Happy Steve Bingo @happystevebingo ★ Man With A Plan Bingo @manwithaplanbingo ★ Silver Fox Steve Bang @silver-fox-steve-bang ★ Steve-Centric September 2021 @stevecentricseptember ★ Steve Rogers Appreciation Week @steverogersweek ★ Steve Rogers Bingo @steverogersbingo

🌟 STEVE ROGERS/TONY STARK 🌟 ★ A Second Chance @stevetonyisendgame ★ Cap-Iron Man @cap-ironman ★ Lights on Park Ave @lightsonparkave ★ SteveTony DarkFests @stevetonydarkfests ★ Stony AUniverse @stonyauniverse ★ Stony Loves Steve @stonylovessteve

🌟 STEVE ROGERS/BUCKY BARNES 🌟 ★ ShrinkyClinks Bang @buckybarnesevents (formerly @shrinkyclinksrb) ★ Shrinkyclinks Fest @shrinkyclinksfest ★ Stucky Bang @stuckybangs ★ Stucky Bingo @stuckybingo ★ Stucky Halloween @stuckyhalloween ★ Stucky Geek Events @stuckygeekevents (formerly Historical Fiction @stuckyhistoricalfiction) ★ Stuckyverse Bingo @stuckyversebingo ★ Stucky Week @stucky-week

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🌟 TEAM CAP 🌟 ★ All Caps Bingo @allcapsbingo ★ Cap Bang @capbang ★ CATWS Anniversary @catws-anniversary ★ Star-Spangled Bang @starspangledbigbang ★ Star-Spangled Secret Santa @starspangledsecretsanta

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[holylulusworld]

Too much - Kinktober 12

Summary: He’s back in town. Back in your life.

Request: hi! idk if you're allowing request but I'd like to give you this idea of mine since you're the only one I trust that can execute this very well and uhm,, having steve eating reader out, but instead of reader just lying on the bed, she's sitting on top of steve's face coz he requested it.

Rating: Explicit

Kink: Cunnilingus + overstimulation + face-sitting and a hint of beard burn

Idea by @elle14-blog1​

Pairing: Nomad!Steve Rogers x fem!Reader

Square 8 filled for @anyfandomkinkbingo: Old Flame

Square B1 filled for @mcukinkbingo: Answering a Craigs list ad

Square E2 filled for @steverogersbingo: Online dating

Square 18 filled for @star-spangled-bingo: Hair pulling

Square 16 filled for @marvelfluffbingo (expired): old flame au

Warnings: angst, language, getting back together, light hair pulling, oral (fem rec), face riding, dirty talk, fluff, overstimulation

Words: 900

Kinktober 2022

AFG KINK BINGO masterlist

2022 MARVEL KINK BINGO masterlist 

2021 MARVEL FLUFF BINGO masterlist

2021 STAR SPANGLED BINGO masterlist

Steve Rogers Bingo masterlist

“A Craig’s list ad, seriously, Cap?” Sam chuckles as his friend and confidant scrolls through his burner phone. “You think she will answer?” 

“I tried every platform she’s on. Even Tinder,” Steve sighs. “I need to see her and apologize. Sam, I just upped and left after the fight with Tony.”

“Online dating, Steve,” Natasha glances at the phone in Steve’s hand. “Why didn’t you just call her? Stalking your ex on Tinder is a new low.”

“Just stay out of my business. She will meet up with me to buy my sofa,” nodding to himself Steve looks at his phone again. “And you all know I can’t call Y/N. Ross and his minions would arrest her for even talking to me, Nat. ”

“You’ve got to be shitting me. Steven Grant Rogers! It was you? The guy on Tinder and Craig's list? I wanted to buy a fucking couch and you come around?”

“Baby,” he smirks darkly while stepping closer to you to cup your face. “I’ve missed you too.”

“I didn’t miss you at all,” you lie. 

“If you need a place to sit on,” you swallow thickly when his lips touch yours, “you can use my face, doll. I’ve missed having your cunt all over my face.”

“You’ve got a beard now.”

You run your hands over his beard. “Do you want to go for a ride?”

“I hope you know how to handle that beard, Sir…”

“Get up here,” Steve purrs. He just watches you step between his long legs, wearing little to nothing. “Let me see that pretty pussy up close.”

“Steve.”

“Please, doll. Give me that,” he lies back on the bed and gets comfortable, waiting for you to get on top of him. “Y/N…”

“I don’t know. Steve, we haven’t seen each other for so long and now you want to eat me out?” 

You sigh.

“’s all I dreamed of, doll.”

“I hope you are worth my time and that I missed the chance to get my hands on a vintage sofa,” you shimmy out of your panties, the last barrier protecting your cunt from his perfect face.

“I’ll be worth your time, darling.”

“Do you remember our safety tap?” you crawl onto the bed. “Steve?”

“I tap your thigh twice or pinch your thigh.”

“You’re such a good boy.”

“Boy?”

“Be still now,” you harshly pull at his hair. “Put your mouth to better use than talking. You’ll not talk until you made me cum.”

You go on your knees and straddle Steve's chest. He just looks at you, a content smile on his lips as you slowly move forward until your knees are placed on either side of Steve’s head.

“Spread those pretty legs,” he mumbles. “Please.”

You spread your legs far enough apart to provide good access to your dripping cunt. 

“Fuck doll. Give me that pussy.”

You grab the headboard to make sure to not lose balance. “Steve.”

While you hover over his face. It’s been too long since you and Steve had time to explore each other’s bodies.  

“Baby,” slowly lowering down until you feel his lips touch your pussy, you take a deep breath, “hold still.”

You whimper, but try to stay still as Steve grips your hips and gets to work. He laps at your folds, forcing tiny moans out of you. He licks over your clit while guiding your body. His mouth and tongue seem to work in sync to break your will.

“Steve,” you grip the headboard tighter when he pokes your thigh to tell you to start grinding. “Fuck.”

You’ve missed Steve. But you missed his talented mouth even more.

You stop grinding and let Steve take over control. Your breathing quickens and you moan his name as he picks up the pace. 

“Steve,” he doesn’t let up. Even when you slap the headboard. He rubs his beard against your pussy, flicks your clit with his tongue, or wraps his mouth around your sensitive bud.

“Fuck, Steve,” you gush all over his face, but he still doesn’t stop. He hums against you and keeps on sucking, licking, flicking, and nibbling. “STEVE!”

You want to move off his face, but Steve holds your body in a tight grip. “I can’t,” you come again, whining as it’s still not enough for Steve. He puts even more effort into taking you apart.

His tongue slides in and out of your cunt, making your legs quiver. “Steve, please. No more.”

You can hear him chuckle against your sex. That’s all you get from him. He simply keeps on fucking you with his tongue. “Steve,” you arch your back and start grinding again. “No—I…”

Steve only stops to get a few gulps of air before he buries his face back between your thighs. He nuzzles your pussy. “Steve, stop. I can’t take it anymore…”

“I’m sorry for leaving without telling you anything. I had to get Sam and the others out,” he whispers as you snuggle in his chest. “We always kept an eye on you, though.”

“I want to come with you,” you cover his mouth with your hand. “No protests. I got two duffle bags hidden in the back of my wardrobe.”

“You’ve been waiting for me to return.”

Steve sniffles.

“I would’ve waited all my life for you, Steve…”

That night Steve takes you with him. He’ll never leave you out of sight ever again…

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[abarbaricyalp]

Written for the @sambuckylibrary summer bingo prompt: Beach Day! Had to get one more in under the deadline.

Rated T, gets a little suggestive at the end

Okay so ages ago @katatonicimpression posted about Sam getting a Captain America 'suit' from Namor that was actually a speedo and well... (Funnily enough, I had not seen the original tags on the post until I was done with this story. I agree: Bucky would be fuming)

Namor's characterization in this kind of melds the MCU with the comics, since we didn't really get to see a lighter side of him in BP:WF. ("Or you could just wear a suit" joke line, my beloved)

(Sea) Star Spangled

Bucky had brought this upon himself.

He didn't usually like to take responsibility for things that had even a slightly contested origin. He thought he'd had plenty of shit laid at this feet egregiously, so, no Sam, it was not his fault there was only a swallow of milk left in the jug in the fridge.

But this one... This was his fault.

("You're welcome, self," he also thought.)

Here's the thing. He knew Shuri had told him about another actor, another nation, another hero who dealt with Vibranium. But, to be fair to himself, things had been pretty hectic for the both of them at the time and she'd said this guy lived under the ocean, so he really wasn't Bucky's priority. And, in this brave new world of "supervillain" teammups and consequent subterfuge, Bucky hadn't thought about the fish guy, merman, aquaman person since that brief mention.

By the time mermaid Barbie did catch up to him, Bucky had been at this game long enough to be practically working for Shuri instead of de Fontaine. She and he had worked out a nearly flawless repertoire of information sharing without getting caught and Bucky was pretty sure his new bosses were none the wiser. It had been Shuri who'd told him about an odd deposit of vibranium in the shallows and sandbars of a remote beach island.

Bucky had been investigating that lead when he met the submariner for the first time.

So, hey, maybe he could actually blame this all on Shuri.

It had been harder to convince Namor that he was a friend, not a foe. The alliance between the Atlantean and Shuri was evidently not as steadfast as Shuri had led Bucky to believe those weeks ago. Namor was intense and smarter than most people Bucky had been dealing with recently. (Shuri obviously excluded) He nettled and prodded at Bucky and his story for hours. Sharks literally started to circle at one point and Bucky had to let the Atlantean know that his threat was received perfectly clearly.

When all was said and done, when Namor was reluctantly on board with the plan though not any happier about it, when Bucky's research vessel was so thoroughly destroyed he didn't even bother trying to fish pieces out of the water, Namor took him to shore and asked who should be contacted.

Bucky had said the first name that came to mind.

Hours later, when the sun had scorched Bucky's chest, shoulders, and face, Sam appeared on a boat. Because of course he knew how to drive a boat. Bucky knew that and yet his heart still tripped over itself in his chest to see him looking like some dashing privateer. A privateer in board shorts at any rate.

Sam read people better than Bucky did. Bucky was great at threat assessment, but that was usually as far as his skills went. (Barring his ability to get free sweet tea from his favorite waitress) Sam knew how to work any angle on any person. He knew to show up dressed down instead of in his full Cap gear. He knew to cut the engine well before the rudders could damage the shoreline kelp life. He knew to approach Bucky and Namor with a somber but not cowed cadence to his steps.

Steve told a story constantly about the first time Sam met T'Challa. About his nigh on irreverence and familiarity. Bucky could see him assessing now if that kind of banter would work. In the end, he went for the safer route, turning his attention to Bucky and narrowing his eyes. "What did you do?" he asked.

Bucky wouldn't say Sam and Namor got on easily. Namor was not as quickly swayed by Sam's pervasive charm and ready smile and moral dignity. But the half-snarl curl of his lip had disappeared and the tension in his shoulders ebbed the longer he and Sam talked. Sam was good at this, winning people over long enough to rectify a situation and get back out of it.

And he did get Bucky out of it. Bucky got an earful on the ride back to some place with a plane, but it was worth it once he got into the cabin and out of the sun.

The next time it happened, Sam showed up in his Captain America uniform, and Bucky felt vaguely betrayed that Sam had been doing real Captain America things without him. The conversation between Namor and Sam flowed more easily as Bucky's shoulders continued to sunburn.

The THIRD time was not Bucky's fault. In fact, Bucky found Sam and Namor already in the midst of a fight that they had started in the shallows off an uninhabited island. Surprisingly, Bucky's new bosses weren't involved, so Bucky had no idea what was going on, but people were throwing spears at Sam and that was unacceptable.

The fight didn't last much longer after Bucky joined. Sam and Namor had had it mostly under control before he showed up, so the extra brute force only helped. The combatants disappeared into the water exactly like the sea monsters of his childhood stories.

"What are you doing here?" Bucky asked Sam so he didn't have to think about what else lurked in the water. He did follow Sam out of the shallows quickly though.

"Your friend picked up your bad habits," Sam answered in a half-teasing, half-stressed kind of way. He wiped his face free of salt water.

Namor scowled at him. Bucky wondered if his own scowls were that unconvincing. It was kind of impossible to actually get angry at Sam. "He is not my friend and I did not call you for help. You stopped yourself."

Sam shrugged. "You looked like you were losing."

"I do not lose!" Namor insisted again.

"Well, hey, next time you aren't losing and don't need help, you know how to reach me," Sam said with a grin. And then, to Bucky, he added, "We share seagulls!" A phrase Bucky completely did not understand.

The next time Namor showed up, Bucky hadn't even bothered him. He and Sam had detoured away from their return home from a mission because they were flying over Nassau and neither of them were passing up the opportunity for a beach vacation. The first two days had been flawless. But that night, tangled together on a high sandbar during low tide, a sudden wave, tall enough and dense enough to blot out the moonlight, crashed over them and left fish and kelp and so much salt water in its wake. It practically flooded the sandbar out and left bits and pieces of their uniforms floating in the water.

"I can see you!" Namor called from somewhere far away, or maybe right under the water. Bucky could never tell. "Go elsewhere!"

And yet. AND YET. They were here now.

Maybe he could actually blame Namor. Thinking about it again, he could definitely blame Namor. Bucky had only accidentally introduced him and Sam. Namor had done this.

"It looks pretty good right?" Sam laughed, smoothing a hand down his perfect body that Bucky should really be napping against right now instead of suffering in the middle of the ocean. How was he actually glistening? He wasn't even wet. What was this golden glow? There was cloud coverage.

It was about the only coverage on this boat.

For an ocean where a battle had just raged with too many combatants and interests at play for Bucky to keep straight, the sea was calm, the sun warm, the bird call familiar. It could almost be any other day on the boat. Except for the blood growing tacky in Bucky's hair and the bruise sprawling down Sam's shoulder and back. He needed to get an ice pack on it.

Actually, he needed to put a shirt over it.

"It is made of the same fibers as all of our warriors' clothing," Namor explained about the "outfit" Sam had quickly changed into. "Yours and mine are the same." And he looked entirely too smug as his gaze flicked to Bucky momentarily.

Despite joking about it, Bucky knew Namor didn't actually wear a speedo. It was shorts and he had fantastic thighs that would make any clothing look smaller. Those shorts--battle garments, his ass--were even smaller on Sam. They were practically molded to his ass. There was almost nothing down the back of his thighs. They were fighting for their life to cover his ass and stay around his hips at the same time. They were a dark navy with subtle, darker striping around one leg, not that anyone could tell because they were so damn short.

"If you're going to spend so much time on the water, you should be equipped to do so. No, Barnes?" Namor looked at him again and was definitely smirking. Suddenly Bucky preferred the scowl.

"Sam flies," he ground out.

"Yes. He's very impressive," Namor agreed. "And then he rescues you from the water all of the time."

Bucky ground his teeth together even harder.

"I know you have many suits for many different reasons. I just wanted to offer a gift of my own," Namor continued. "Talokan is grateful for your help and friendship." He reached out and clasped their forearms together.

Bucky seethed.

This was not a suit. This was obscene. There was a star right over the crotch, for God's sake. (Okay, slightly left of the crotch, whatever) Namor didn't even buy into nationalism. He hated it. It had been a huge point of contention until Sam had explained to him his own struggles with representing a country or ideal that outright rejected him over and over. If anything, this should just be navy. Plain. And longer, dammit. Bucky's brain was going to overheat. He needed to look away from that damn star.

"I appreciate it, K'uk'ulan," Sam said earnestly, like he wasn't standing around looking like a soft core poster. He bowed his head a little and held a hand over his heart. God, Bucky wanted to eat him.

Then Sam kicked his ankle and Bucky turned his irritation towards him. It wasn't enough to make him want to eat Sam any less, but it eased some of the burning need in his chest. Sam subtly tried to nod towards Namor, eyes wide and imploring.

With a sigh that gathered up all of Bucky's willpower, he turned to Namor and tried to ease the scowl on his face. "We will always help Talokan and the Talokanil," he said, and surprised himself with the honesty in his voice. He did really like Namor's home and his people. What of it he had come to see and understand. "I would rather help them than whichever evil bastards are trying to pull the reins up here."

The flash of gratitude over Namor's face was only that--a flash, but Bucky saw it and he tucked that information away. But it was too quickly replaced by a grin. "Then you agree. It is good that the captain now has appropriate dress."

The scowl got deeper by three fold and Namor's grin only turned more gleeful. And, oh. Namor hadn't put Sam in a speedo to leer at him himself. He'd done it to tease Bucky. The asshole.

"We should get Bucky one," Sam joked.

Bucky and Namor pulled twin grimaces, which made, Sam laugh and laugh.

"We need to head out," Bucky said to Sam. "We'll have a better chance of holding off alphabet agencies and suits if we're not right on top of the fight.

Sam frowned, tipped his face up to the sunlight because he was genuinely some kind of sun god and needed the replenishment as far as Bucky was concerned, and then sighed. "You're right," he agreed. "One day, we'll have to meet under better circumstances," he said to Namor. He offered his hand out to the not-merman and they did that gladiator hold thing again. Namor clapped a hand on Sam's uninjured shoulder.

"Yes, I agree. Alas, we both have people to protect and our enemies are becoming bolder. It doesn't leave much time for socializing."

Sam nodded his understanding and then hoisted his wing pack onto his back. He should really put on a shirt before using it, Bucky thought. And pants. "Come on, grumpycakes," he said to Bucky and offered out the harness they had developed together for exactly these kind of low stakes, short hops.

Sam gave Namor a lazy kind of salute and Bucky managed a cordial nod. Namor only offered another smirk and even a thumbs up. He was truly nothing like Bucky had anticipated.

Sam dropped them on the far side of the nearest island. They would have to await extraction--maybe island hop a few more miles away--but there was no rush. They hadn't called for help yet.

Bucky considered the fine white sand of the beach. It was soft and warm, verging on hot. He could lay Sam out right here and get those shorts off. But he remembered trying to untangle kelp from his hair, and discarded the thought. Instead, he walked Sam back into the tropical foliage several meters away and then sank to his knees without a word.

Sam's fingers fell to his hair, head dropping back to the tree behind him. Which was a shame because Bucky liked Sam's eyes on him. Liked to be able to look up and catch his gaze, see exactly what Bucky was doing to him based on the sparkle in his eye.

"Yeah," Sam agreed to their silent understanding in a breathy sigh. "We definitely have to get you some of these shorts too."

[sambuckylibrary]

The Complete List of Beach SamBucky Summer Bingo 2023 Pieces

Thank you all for participating in the SamBucky Summer Bingo 2023! There were a lot of fun and wonderful pieces and we hope you all enjoyed the event. Here is the full list of everything made for the Beach Card. we hope you all had a very fun summer!

BEACH

Body Built For Me by @cobrafantasies | Rated: G | WC: 2.2K words | Beach Day, Domestic Fluff, Mutual Pining | AO3 |

Untitled But Awesome Fic by @funsized-loser | Rated: T | WC: 1.7K words | Treasure Hunt, Beach Day, Family Vacation |

A Touch of Seafoam by @thatmexisaurusrex | Rated: E | WC: 4.9K words | Mermaid AU, Strangers to Lovers, Bucky Takes Care of Sam | AO3 |

Seal the Deal by @thatmexisaurusrex | Rated: M | WC: 1.8K words | Selkie AU, Pirate AU, Crack Treated Seriously | AO3 |

I Love When You're Singing That Song by @abarbaricyalp | Rated: G | WC: 3K words | Birthdays, Riptide, Family Feels |

Seeking Shelter from Rainfall by @enchanted-lightning-aes | Rated: T | WC: 1.1K words | Fluff, Banter, Free Space | AO3 |

(Sea) Star Spangled by @abarbaricyalp | Rated: T | WC: 2.3K words | Beach Day, Namor, Cracky |

Mermaid Love by noe3489 | Rated: G | WC: 2K words | Mermaid AU, Love Confessions, Getting Together | AO3 |

Here are the lists for:

Beach

Camp

Delacroix

Pride

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[late-to-the-party-81]

Sunshine and Gunsmoke

Epilogue - Over the rainbow

AN: Here we go folks - a short(ish) and sweet epilogue for these boys who are finally starting to heal. Big up to @kahey2804 for cheering me on and to @zenaidamacrouras1 for wrangling all my grammar.

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Summary: A few months after their reconciliation and it’s a big night for the pair of them, especially Steve. It’s time to get their mojo back and start to put the past behind them.

Relationships: Omega Steve x Alpha Bucky

Chapter WC: 3k

Chapter CW: Omegaverse, Shrinkyclinks, Strip club AU, inferred Mafia elements, Alternating POV, Mentions of therapy, Communication, mentions of Non-sexual intimacy, teasing, tickling (mentioned), explicit sexual content (oral sex, fingering, penetrative sex), soft sex.

Bucky leant forward in his office chair, arms resting on the desk, his fingers steepled together.

“Do those terms work for you?” He kept his voice low, but somehow it still filled the entire space. The woman opposite him wasn’t phased by it though. He doubted there was much that could push her out of her comfort zone.

Peggy Carter, the representative for a somewhat shady government group known as SHIELD, smiled at him. “They do, indeed, Mr Barnes.” She was an attractive woman with long chestnut hair and bright red lips, and if this had been a year ago Bucky would have been tempted to experiment in some ‘Alpha on Alpha’ action just to take a tumble with her. However, he was well and truly under the allure of someone much sweeter. Someone who was due to make their return debut tonight. 

Bucky checked his watch, surprised to note that Steve was due on stage in only five minutes. This meeting had almost overrun - time to wrap it up. He pushed his chair back and stood. Miss Carter did the same, her eyes roving over his form. Bucky was unsure if it was sexual or adversarial. This deal would be good for business, but he had a feeling that his guest wasn’t being entirely candid, and that he’d have to keep a close eye on her and her group to make sure his family didn’t end up burned.

He thrust his hand out in front of him and Peggy took it with her own delicate, but also surprisingly firm grip. “We have a deal then, Miss Carter. My representatives will contact yours next week to work out timings for the first shipment, but if you’d excuse me, I have a previous engagement out front that I can’t possibly miss. You and your colleagues,” he glanced sideways over at two, tall Beta women who’d accompanied her, “are free to stay and enjoy the entertainment if you so desire.”

“Thank you,” Peggy purred. “I believe staying for at least one drink would be delightful.”

Bucky crossed the room, opening the door and gesturing for the women to precede him. One of his own bodyguards was standing outside and the broad man grinned at the pair of Beta bodyguards, immediately drawing them into conversation. Thor was a massive flirt, with eyes for anything and anyone on two legs, but Bucky had a feeling the god-like Norse man was more than likely going to strike out with these two. Hill and Carter - a relative - Peggy had introduced them as.

He led Peggy over to his private booth, Kate immediately scurrying over from the bar, taking his order of an Old Fashioned after asking their guest what she would like to drink.

The background music died and the lights focused upon the centre of the stage as Clint’s voice rang out over the tannoy.

“Here we go folks - the moment we’ve all been waiting for. You’ve missed him, I’ve missed him, the club bank balance has missed him. Here he is, the star-spangled Omega - Steeeeeeve!”

Bucky was on the edge of his seat, his heart beating hard in his chest. Steve had kept this routine a secret from him, practising either in his own apartment when Bucky was working or here at the club. It was a big deal for him, and Bucky just hoped that he’d be able to pull off whatever it was and be happy with it.

Then Steve sashayed out and all decent thoughts dropped from Bucky’s head. Somehow his Omega had managed to find starry blue fabric to make a cropped shirt and booty shorts. Over the sound system Beyonce’s voice asked everyone if they could handle this. Bucky agreed that the audience probably couldn’t. Beside him, he was aware of Peggy shifting in her seat, leaning forward to lean on the table.

The crowd went wild as Steve strutted across the stage, lip-syncing to the track and showing off ‘the jelly’ that was too much for everyone. When he ripped away his top it was to show off little patriotic stars covering his nipples. Then the sinful shorts were removed to reveal an even smaller thong that looked almost painted onto his Omega cock at the front, and practically disappeared between his plump buttocks at the back.

“Wow!” Bucky just made out Peggy’s voice beside him above the noise of the music and the crowd, but he didn’t take his eyes off Steve. “That is some Omega.”

“He really is,” Bucky agreed distractedly. “And he’s all mine.” He pushed up from the table and made his way through the crowd to the edge of the stage, watching as Steve dipped into his signature splits as the song ended. The patrons were on their feet, dollar bills raining down onto the stage, however, Steve wasn’t looking at the cash at all - he was looking straight at Bucky, a massive grin on his face.  Bucky smiled back, his heart swelling with joy as Steve stood up and walked across to the edge of the stage. 

As though there was no-one else in the room, Steve jumped down and straight into Bucky’s arms, legs wrapped around Bucky’s waist. Bucky pressed their lips together, mumbling “You were amazing, Sunshine.” He felt the joy thrumming through Steve’s body as the Omega replied “Take me home, Alpha.”

[Image description: Moodboard, the background is a bunch of out of focus lights in shades of blue, red and purple. There are four image frames, one in each corner and a text frame in the centre. Clockwise from top left the images are a darkened empty strip club stage with a spotlight shining on the pole, an picture of the back of a man from his lower back to the top of his thighs wearing a thong made of blue material with white stars, next, a pair of American Flag, star shaped nipple pasties on a white background, and finally blue fabric covered in white stars. The text box is a purple colour and in white text states “Because, and you listen close, Steven, you always stand up.”]

Steve was aware of the door of Bucky’s apartment bouncing on its hinges, but it was of no consequence - his concentration was solely on getting his Alpha into bed. Luckily Bucky had had a driver on stand-by tonight, because Steve hadn’t unwrapped himself from his Alpha’s body since he’d jumped off the stage. It would have been very difficult for Bucky to have gotten them home safely on his own given the way Steve had ground down on him the entire journey, drinking up every moan with his kisses. While his apartment was closer to the club, Bucky’s was far more luxurious and also didn’t have any neighbours who might complain about the noise. 

Coming to Bucky’s apartment for the first time had been just one of the steps they’d taken together towards healing themselves and their relationships. Bucky was letting him into his real life and everything that contained. No more lies between them. Currently they split their time together between the two living spaces. Yes, Bucky’s might be bigger and more modern, Steve’s apartment was cosier and homely, something that Bucky said he appreciated when he’d had a rough day.

Since that morning in the diner, the pair of them had been working towards rebuilding their relationship. They’d both continued with their individual therapy, but Dr Banner had put them in touch with a couples therapist, who had been amazing at helping them work towards regaining physical intimacy.

Weeks of small steps, starting with just kissing, which had evolved into fooling around, that had then morphed into mutual masturbation had culminated two weeks ago into them taking that last step to have full sex. Part of Steve’s journey was to not spend too much time over analysing what he was or wasn’t in the mood for – just allowing himself to want what he wanted. This was the first time since then that he’d wanted Bucky this way. 

He felt high on the feeling of dancing again, not really believing that he managed it - had gotten through the whole routine without stalling or tripping over. He’d been practising for weeks at home, not allowing Bucky a single peek, before contacting Clint and persuading him to give up a day off so he could practise on the stage at the club.

It had been strange to walk back into the Alpha Barne after so long away, but coming in when it was empty was the best strategy. He’d been overwhelmed to find that Clint had managed to get some of the girls to come down as well, to welcome him back and affectionately holler at him as if they were patrons. Now he felt alive in a way he hadn’t in a long time – not since before Stephen.

He knows his mother would have been so proud of how far he’d come - she might not be here anymore, but Steve carried a part of her with him everyday. He’d inherited his tenacity - or stubbornness as Bucky put it - from her, and during the last few months he could have sworn he’d heard her whispering in his ear during his darkest moments, encouraging him to keep fighting and moving forward.

“Because, and you listen close, Steven, you always stand up.”

He wasn’t sure that when she’d said that she’d been talking about the war he was going to have with Bucky’s buttons though. Fuck, did his Alpha look good in a suit, but at this moment in time, him not wearing it would be better.

Bucky growled in frustration in his ear and then suddenly Steve found himself tossed down onto the King-sized bed. He let out a joyful laugh and shrugged out of the silk wrap that Bucky had wrestled him into to leave the club. According to Bucky, people could only look at everything he had inside the club. Outside of it, his possessive Alpha said it was for his eyes only. Luckily, Steve had been in the mood to indulge him.

With a wince, Steve peeled off his nipple tassels, reaching around in the bedside drawer for the baby oil and a cotton pad to remove the remaining adhesive - Bucky getting his stubble stuck to his chest would be a real mood killer. However, when he reached down to remove his thong, Bucky - tie unknotted and his shirt partially unbuttoned - halted him. 

“Stop!”

Steve cocked his head, looking up in puzzlement.

Bucky’s expression softened, and in the low light of the room, Steve could see pink making its way up Bucky’s neck. “It’s just that I wanna do that. I wanna be the one to unwrap you.”

“Softy,” Steve smirked, but he let go of the scrap of fabric to lay back on his elbows and watch Bucky reveal himself instead. He didn’t know where to look, because what he really wanted was to see everything, all at once. He marvelled at his Alpha’s thick body with its dusting of hair and corded muscles. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was. When Bucky pulled down his underpants and discarded them, Steve couldn’t help but lick his lips.

“See something you like, Sunshine,” Bucky teased as he crawled onto the bed, looming over Steve.

“Maybe,” Steve countered. “Might have to see what you can do, before I make a final decision. Need to find out if you’re more than just a pretty cock…”

“Oh, it’s on, Stevie.” Calloused hands began to skim over his body and when Bucky’s fingers rolled his nipples, Steve felt darts of pleasure-pain travel through him, making him cry out. Bucky followed that up by laving each peak in turn with his tongue.

It was amazing to Steve how Bucky’s touch could make him feel so dizzy. So needy. His hips rolled up so he could rub his cock against Bucky’s momentarily forgetting about the small slip of fabric separating them. He let out a frustrated noise and felt Bucky smile against his skin. His Alpha didn’t leave him wanting though, kissing his way down Steve’s slim body, peeling off his thong as promised and then taking his cock into his mouth.

Getting a blowjob from Bucky was like nothing else, the larger man able to manage the entirety of him in one go, sucking and flattening his tongue against him, driving him delirious. And then Bucky started to open him up, covering his fingers with Steve’s own slick and working first one then two into the warm clutch of his body. It didn’t take long for Steve to feel on the brink of orgasm, and while it would have been blissful to come like this, it wasn’t what either of them wanted today. That knowledge didn’t stop Steve from whining in frustration when Bucky pulled himself away, though. 

“Patience, Sunshine,” Bucky chastened as he crawled back up Steve’s body.

Steve pouted playfully, wrapping his arms and legs around Bucky and drawing him closer. “Don’t wanna be patient. I want my dicking-down.”

Bucky chuckled and dropped a kiss on the end of his nose. “Such a needy Omega.”

Steve was about to make another retort, but his breath was stolen from him as Bucky kissed his lips and sank into his waiting body.

Although Bucky would have liked to say that he was nowhere near as needy as Steve, it would have been a total lie. He’d missed this aspect of their relationship - the animalistic want of it all. 

However, despite the numerous occurrences of blue-balls, he knew that they were better off for having spent time not focussing on just the sexual side of their relationship. They were able to build on different aspects of intimacy and really get to know each other as people, not just what their designations made them.

Dating Steve had been like opening his eyes to another world, because they had actually gone on dates. They’d visited museums together and the theatre. They’d gone on walks to the park and meandered around the local zoo, finding out the other’s interests. They’d spent days, and nights, in together – cooking, watching movies and just hanging out in each other’s company.  

One of his favourite recent memories had been of them spending an afternoon on the couch, music playing on the stereo in the background as they’d read their own books together. Steve’s had been something heavy – some history of art tome, while Bucky had decided to revisit his younger years re-reading The Hobbit. They’d started off sitting next to each other, but over the hours had both shifted and moved into a variety of positions. Leaning against opposite arms of the sofa, their feet encased in fluffy socks entwining. Steve laying down with his head on Bucky’s lap, holding his book above his face until he’d almost dropped it on his nose. Bucky sitting on the floor between Steve’s legs, his head resting on Steve’s thigh.

They’d discussed the merits of different genres. Or rather, Steve had ribbed Bucky about his love of sci-fi and fantasy books. “We all need a way to unwind, Steve. This is mine,”  he’d huffed.

“If you say so, Buck. But if you’re still holding onto childish things, I may have to reconsider who’s the Alpha in this relationship.”

That’s when things had devolved into a tickle war, which had then turned into an amazing, but frustrating, make out session. They’d had a lot of those - feeling like teenagers as they’d fooled around, taking things only as far as they were both comfortable. Most of the time it had understandably been Steve who’d brought things to a stop, but Bucky had had his share of those moments too – flashes of Steve distressed and held down flashing though his head and acting like a bucket of cold water. However, each of them made sure to talk through their issues though when they were both ready, reassuring the other that nothing was wrong with them and that neither was upset about boundaries being set. This new-found ability to openly communicate had meant that when two weeks ago they had both been in the right mind set, they’d had an amazing time together, even if Bucky was somewhat embarrassed by how quickly his knot had popped.

It did mean though that their compatibility was still there and this time Bucky was determined to draw it out. Determined to worship his Sunshine the way he deserved.  That’s why he’d concentrated solely on him to start with. Having Steve writhe and mewl beneath him had been the biggest aphrodisiac, but nothing compared to this - the snug, pulsing warmth of Steve wrapped around his cock.

Sunk into the hilt, Bucky looked down at his sweet Omega, brushing a lock of his hair back from his brow. 

“You good, Stevie? Is this okay?”

Steve reached up, tangling his fingers in Bucky’s hair and drew him back in for a bruising kiss. “I’m still waiting for that dicking down, Barnes.”

Bucky couldn’t hold back his snort of amusement. “Your wish is my command, Omega.” He began to slowly roll his hips, addicted to the feel of Steve’s cock wedged between them, weeping, and the sounds that Steve made as Bucky filled him completely. Being face to face like this was Bucky’s favourite because he could see every expression on Steve’s face – see the way Steve’s eyes screwed shut and how he pulled his lower lip between his teeth as Bucky brushed over that sweet spot.

He made love to Steve slow and sweet, just the way he deserved. There’d be time enough for rough and sweaty fucking. His rut would be upon them soon, and they were still waiting for Steve’s first heat since weaning off the suppressants. If all went well they might even sync up and they wouldn’t leave the apartment for almost a week.

However, for now, all was as it should be. Perfect and right. The man he could call his in his arms.

He felt Steve’s body edge towards the precipice and his knot started to swell in anticipation of his own end. 

“I love you, Stevie,” he whispered roughly into his lover’s mouth.

“Love you too, Buck,” Steve whined and they found their bliss together. 

Tag list: @christywrites, @alexakeyloveloki, @doasyoudesireandlive, @galactusdevourerofworlds, @crayongirl-linz, @mightstill, @nicoline1998enilocin, @starrkermarvel, @km-ffluv, @wheezy-stucky, @kmc1989, @kombatfather1796

Bingo Fills and Challenges

For the whole fic: June-iverse - Strip Club | April Babb - Pet names @buckybarnesevents

For the Chapter: @stuckybingo - Reading together | @steverogersbingo  - “Because, and you listen close, Steven, you always stand up.” (Sarah Rogers) | @stuckygeekevents  - Peggy Carter

[captainjimothycarter]

The Star Spangled Nightmare: Chapter Two: Check Out These Buns

There’s a familiar face that she just can’t help but keep running into. Scott owns a bakery that’s popular with certain heroes that prove to Peggy that Steve is keeping his word.

Check Out These Buns was a little slice of heaven on earth in disguise of a little, corner bakery. The place was hardly big enough for its display case and its dining counter, but the size didn’t deter it from producing an amazing array of baked goods.

Scott Lang, the owner, was pure sunshine and would give anyone the shirt off their back if he thought they needed it. He had no problem helping out in baking emergencies, providing last-minute birthday cakes, giving a sad soul a free brownie or two, or ‘accidentally’ baking far too much and donating extra to any shelters.

His attitude was infectious and his baked goods were borderline addictive.

There was no way that Peggy could ever dislike Scott because the man had proven to be a treasure when he got Arthur to open up and they bonded over their love of the local superheroes. While Arthur didn’t speak unless he felt like it, he liked talking to Scott about the local heroes who visited his shop just about every other day.

He even celebrated Arthur attending the aquarium’s day camp, with themed desserts that he dropped off on their doorstep. They ranged from decorated sugar cookies that looked like stingrays, cupcakes decorated like turtles, and even pieces of homemade honeycomb that looked like coral.

The day after she joked that his desserts were devilishly delicious, Scott had created a chocolate cake donut with bits of chili flakes to add that ‘devilish bite.’ He’d made a mirrored glaze and added two horns with pieces of dark chocolate, signing off each donut with a signature ‘DD’.

“I call them Scare Devil,” he said proudly, “How are they?”

She could’ve polished off the entire platter of the chocolatey, spiced donut in one sitting. “Amazing, truly amazing. You put so much thought into these,” she said honestly, “Though, the name could use work. How about Devilishly Delicious?”

Scott’s beaming smile faltered slightly as he thought about the name, clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth. “That’s a bit on the nose, isn’t it? Dare Devil's Food Cake?”

“Too much of a mouthful. How about... Daredevil’s Delight?”

Bingos: Reunion - @allcapsbingo, Restaurants - @thebo3bingo, "Is this a test?" - @cabottombingo

[bourbon-ontherocks]

gilles+daph hating on the newbie bc he’s not morgane (n’empêche… dès qu’elle est plus là… ils y arrivent plus LOL). adam’s list of forbidden stuff, MDR 🤣 ludo getting into shenanigans ❣ (ramenez aussi bonnemain svp) suspense pour roxane, understandable. THE FLASHBACK, fuck my entire life ⚰ "on a besoin de vous" KILL ME NOW!!!!! the beard (swoon). gilles "bullet magnet" vandraud’s hair that keeps getting shorter (je prédis la coupe M. Propre en s5)&"c’est mon corbeau, il est super collant" 😂😂

The way Morgane's absence was written EVERYWHERE in the precinct and how Gilles and Daphné were so mean to Thimothée (Gilles. being. mean. to. someone. Gosh he must miss her 😰) was both hilarious and heart-wrenching. Adam's list of forbidden stuff was probably intended as a joke but it made me drown in my own tears, he misses her SO MUCH he had to write down toutes ses conneries dans le règlement intérieur 🥹 talk about some olympic level of pining here 😭

Also "n’empêche… dès qu’elle est plus là… ils y arrivent plus" was it this much implied in season 1 that they were so bad at solving crime before she came in? J'avais oublié que c'était à ce point des tocards lol 😂

Yes to Bonnemain's comeback!!! Manifesting it into existence!! Also obviously 🤐🤐🤐 re Roxane, and Ludo keeps being adorable and truly a solid contender in the list of men to ship Morgane with imo.

Now the flashback, ughhhhhhh, I've rewatched it an unreasonable amount of times already, and it still constricts my heart despite already knowing what's coming. Did you notice that they played Romain's theme in the car? Like she's getting "dumped" twice at the same time, the parallel is absolutely destroying me 💔

Also "j'crois que votre langue essayait de me faire passer un message" oh so they did add a little tongue (ffs!) after all, huh? Where? When? Release the fucking TAPE 😱

ALSO!!! Don't know if you noticed but when Morgane is crying on the couch, she's wearing red yoga pants with a white vertical band, a T-shirt with an animal print, and is holding onto a stars-spangled denim jacket, all of it being VERY similar to her outfit in Malo-les-Bains (thanks @hemerae-ramblings for noticing). While these are not the exact same clothes (there are little kitty faces on the pants' white band when she's on the couch), it definitely feels like a callback that signed the end of my life. She's holding onto Malo-les-Bains!! She's holding onto what they used to have!! 😭😭😭

"On a besoin de vous" and ALL the messages everyone left tbh 💔😰

Yes, the beard's still here, according to my very scientific calculations, it will be gone for three episodes, perhaps more, but we're safe for now 🥲

The Gilles content in that ep!!!!! Him being so nice to the corbeau, giving confidential information about cases over the phone to a perfect stranger, talking about his back problems, "et vous, ça va ?" 😭😭😭, "c'est juste quelqu'un de très seul" (😭😭😭), he is so PRECIOUS!!!! 🥰 And I'm still holding onto my Gilles moustache bingo case considering his ongoing hairy adventures! 😂

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latvia america philippines

Three in one! Thanks a bunch! <3 Latvia

America

Philippines

Here's my reasoning for all of them:

Latvia:

I think my biggest gripe with Latvia is towards Hima and him being portrayed as a 15 year old. He's older than America and Germany, he's his own nation, he should be an adult. Hell, Seborga and Molossia are adults and they're not even nations. Why is he a child? Aside from that, I think his blunt honesty and drinking habits make him very reliable when he's sober, but not at all when he's drunk. He's capable of great things, but he's got poor self-esteem and poor economics that limit him greatly. I think that his being so young in canon limits him a lot, and that if he was put on a similar level as Estonia and Latvia even age wise a good portion of his fanon perception would shift.

America:

As an American, I'm entitled to have an opinion on him, and my opinion is that almost* every interpretation I've seen of him is valid. The United States as a nation is a fucking weird anomaly of fifty mini countries hiding in a trench coat of star-spangled nationalism, and with the diverse population that it has as a mainly immigrant-founded nation, it's going to have a lot of cultural trends that often times go in contradictory directions. We're loud and like socializing, but hate people getting into out "personal bubble". We value entertainment and fun, but we're actively killing our workforce with inhumane working hours. We're an immigrant nation, but have gone through several periods of immigrant intolerism and cruelty. It's all over the place, and so is America. He's the loud, golden retriever-esque moron, he's the manipulative cold asshole, he's the sweet awkward kid who grew up too fast. Almost every interpretation of him, fanon or canon, that I've seen I usually resonate with in one way or another because usually the creator chooses his personality or interpretation based off of their own perception or values, and I find that super cool! Just that makes bingo-ing him pretty hard, lol. "I don't trust the fandom with him" is mostly to canon America, because canon America's usually thrown out for more fitting interpretations as stated above. Overall, I think the fandom does this blond haired monolith pretty well.

Philippines:

I don't know much about the Philippines unfortunately, but I've loved all the fanon ones that I've seen before canon came out, and I love the canon Phil a lot as well! It's a very "modern" personality that I can easily see in the past, which is nice! Especially when you have a lot of nations that have tech illiterate energies, like England or Greece. He's fun and a lot of energy, and I think he's a good driving force behind half of the nonsense the ASEAN gang gets into. He's making sure they're all enjoying life and having fun, and good for him! Someone has to. I'm very excited to see more of him and the ASEAN gang in the future.

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[queen-of-the-avengers]

Knight in Shining Motorcycle

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~3.1k

Warnings: almost rape, touching without consent, kissing without consent, calling one a bitch and 'easy' for not giving in, heartbroken-ness, fluff at the end, bucky being protective

Summary: Your roommate, Bucky, is one of the worst players you've ever seen. He has a new girl every week and doesn't stay too long to get feelings. When a cute barista asks you on a date, he's not too keen on who it is. You think this is the opportunity you need to get over Bucky but the date doesn't go as planned, and your knight in shining motorcycle comes to your rescue.

Squares Filled: leather jacket (2020) for @star-spangled-bingo

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

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You didn’t get a lot of sleep last night after a particularly rough night. Your roommate had a special friend over making all kinds of noises you’d rather not hear come from his room. It’s not that you were upset that he was getting some and you weren't, it’s that you wish it was you in that room instead of her.

But it’s not like you’re gonna tell him that.

You get out of bed with a yawn and leave your bedroom in search of food. You just bought your favorite cereal that you can’t wait to dig into. You turn the corner and stop when you see a woman you don’t know in the kitchen eating a bowl of cereal. Upon closer examination, you see it’s your favorite cereal.

“Oh, I didn’t see you there,” the woman says and smiles at you.

“Is that my cereal?”

“Bucky said I could use this one.”

“Of course,” you roll your eyes.

You turn and storm over to Bucky’s room which is down the hall from yours. You don’t bother knocking so you enter his room expecting to see him lounging around but he’s standing in the middle of the room with only a towel on his waist. Water drips from his toned chest down to the top of the towel, and you find yourself watching the water droplets disappear behind the towel. He clearly sees you checking him out which boosts his ego. He always knew you had a thing for him ever since his sister introduced you two. You look at his face to see him smirking and you give him a deadly glare.

“Are you gonna stay for the show, or…?”

He undoes his towel but doesn’t remove it from his waist so he’s still covered. You jump at the thought of seeing how big his cock is.

“Tell your whores to keep their paws off my shit. She better be gone before I get home.”

You turn and slam his door, missing the way he smirks at your attitude. You quickly get dressed and head out before Bucky can leave his room. You meet up with your best friend who happens to be the sister of Bucky. She waves you over once she sees you but frowns at the sour look on your face.

“Is it Bucky again?”

“He was non-stop fucking this bitch all night, and she was eating my cereal this morning. I didn’t get a good night’s sleep and I didn’t get to eat breakfast.”

“I told you not to be roommates with him.”

When you moved into town to get away from your overbearing family, the only person who would rent to you on such short notice was Bucky. You weren't a stranger, you’re practically part of his family, and he figured he could make some decent money off your part of the rent since he can pay for it fully without your help. Mia warned you not to room with her brother since he’s known to fuck a new girl every week, sometimes twice a week, but you needed a place to stay.

“He’s not all bad all the time, but there are times like this morning when I want to wring his sculpted neck,” you groan.

“Still not over your crush on him?”

Mia is used to all her friends having crushes on her brother. He’s charming, cocky, arrogant, can be super romantic, very protective, and smoking fucking hot. You’re the only one who stuck around long enough to catch Bucky’s attention.

“He’s not worth crushing on.” She looks at you and raises her eyebrows. “Okay, no, and it’s never going to happen. I’m just waiting for this phase to pass however long it may take.”

You two head inside the coffee shop and get in line. Since you couldn’t eat breakfast at home, you’re going to get a sandwich and a coffee with a double espresso. You get to the front of the line and smile at the male barista, Jackson.

“Hi, how are you doing?” he asks.

“Better now that I’m gonna get some energy in me.”

“What can I get for you?” You give him your order. “What’s your name?”

“Y/N.”

“Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” You blush at the compliment and look at Mia who smiles. “Is it safe to assume you’re single?”

“I am.”

“Can I take you out tonight? Say, seven?”

You’re quite sure what to say to this. Your mind thinks back to Bucky and how you’ll suffer waiting for him, and Mia shoves you forward as if to say, “This is your way of getting over Bucky”.

“Sure.”

“Cool.” He scribbles his number on the cup and winks at you. “Call me.”

Mia gives him her order and the two of you wait on the other side of the shop for your coffees to come out.

“Girl, I can’t believe that just happened. He’s cute!”

“I know. Is it bad that I'm actually kind of excited?”

“Hell no! What are you gonna wear?”

“That new dress I bought last week.” You grab both your coffees when they’re ready and hand Mia hers. “I’m gonna see if I can get some work done before the date.”

“You work too much.”

“You can’t talk. You don’t work at all.”

You and Mia say your goodbyes and you head back to your apartment. Thankfully, Bucky’s whore is gone so you’ll be able to get some work done. Bucky locked himself in his room but you’re not thinking about him right now. There is a mini workstation across the room from you where you can go to work. Bucky was using it as a video game/music room but gave it to you when he heard you needed it.

You put your headphones on and get to work. You’re an IT support girl for Apple that specializes in fixing computers for people by logging into their network and diagnosing the problem. The next six hours are spent on the computer, talking to people, logging in lots of hours, and watching movies on your other screen.

You have two hours before the date starts so you decide to clock out for the day. You’re not sure what kind of date you’re going to go on so you’ll grab something to eat here. The kitchen is empty when you enter it, and you grab the ingredients for a BLT. Bucky made a bunch of bacon since it was expiring soon, so you’re finding new ways to eat it before it goes bad.

You slather some mayonnaise onto the bread and layer the ingredients on there. When you put the lettuce on, you squirt some mustard on top. The first bite always tastes like Heaven, and you smile as you chew.

Your smile is lost when you feel someone right behind you. Bucky places his left hand on the counter next to you and the other reaches up to grab a glass from the cabinet above you. He presses his body against yours so that you feel the outline of his muscles.

“Excuse me,” he whispers into your ear.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting a glass. I’m thirsty.” He backs up slightly which allows you to turn around but the hand on the counter doesn’t move. “Are you done with work?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Let’s do something. The bowling alley doesn’t close until midnight.”

“I can’t. I have a date.”

Bucky’s entire demeanor changes. He takes three steps back from you and anger is evident on his face.

“What?” With who?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

You grab your sandwich and a paper plate and walk back to your room. Bucky shakes his head and quickly follows after you, not being done with this conversation.

“Yeah, I would.”

“Can you get out? I’m changing,” you say and set your sandwich down on your dresser.

“If I see something I haven’t seen before, I’ll throw a dollar at it and I’m all out of singles.”

“Get out.”

You push him out of the room and close and lock the door. Bucky can’t believe what he’s hearing right now so he takes his phone out to text his sister. If anyone knows who you’re going on a date with, it’s her.

Before getting dressed, you decide to take a shower. Bucky likes to keep his room clean but the bathroom is a different story. He has products everywhere, his short hair litters the sink and his clothes are strewn about haphazardly. You thought you were bad. You ran out of shampoo and conditioner a while ago so you’ve been sneaking some of Bucky’s without him noticing, and this time is no different. He’s not gonna miss a few drops from each bottle since he has so little hair.

After the shower, you walk into your room and grab the dress you bought last week. It’s strapless with the sleeves only covering your arms from the elbows down and it goes down to your knees. You pair this with chunky wedges that make you taller by a few inches, and you pin your hair back in soft curls.

As soon as you slide in the last bobby pin, Bucky comes into your room through the bathroom since your door is still locked.

“I could have been naked.”

“What the fuck are you doing going on a date with Jackson Elliot?”

Mia must have told him who you were going out with.

“He’s a nice man who asked me out. What the big deal?”

“He’s a playboy.”

“Like you aren’t?” you scoff and swipe some lip gloss on your lips.

“Doll, you wish you were going on a date with me.”

“Yeah, well, you didn’t ask me. He did.” You unlock your door and head into the living room with Bucky trailing behind you. A motorcycle can be heard from the street below and seconds later, a message pops up on your phone. “He’s here.” You two look out the window and see Jackson on his motorcycle which makes Bucky laugh. “What?”

“There’s no way in hell you’re getting on that.”

“You have a motorcycle.”

“Yeah, I know how to ride one.”

“I have a date to get to. Excuse me. Don’t wait up for me.”

Bucky watches you leave the apartment. You two are on the second floor so it doesn’t take long for you to get down to Jackson. Jackson gives you a winning smile as you climb onto the back of his motorcycle. You look up at Bucky who is watching from the window, and you slide your arms around Jackson’s waist just to piss him off. He glares down at you as Jackson takes off down the street.

He didn’t even give you a helmet to put on.

Jackson takes you to the beach that is quickly losing people as the sun goes down. The water gets colder, the wind gets cooler, and the beach becomes less crowded at this time of night. You didn’t know he was taking you here otherwise you’d have worn something warmer.

“Wow, it’s kind of cold out here,” you shiver.

“You’ll be alright,” Jackson says without offering his jacket to you. He takes you down to the tables where people can sit and have lunch or stop to rest underneath the umbrellas. The employees of the restaurant had tied the umbrellas down so they wouldn't blow away in the night. “So, have you lived here long?”

“For a year, yeah,” you nod.

“Then how come I’ve never seen you at the coffee shop? I think I would have remembered someone like you.”

“Well, my best friend and I actually went to this other coffee shop that’s in the middle of our apartments. We went there for quite a while but they closed, so we--” You’re suddenly cut off by his lips on yours. You’re completely taken aback by this and pull away from him. “What are you doing?”

“Kissing you.”

He leans in and kisses you again but you put your hands on his chest to push him away.

“Wait, a second--”

“Come on, you know you like it.”

Instead of attacking your lips, he forces his mouth on your neck. His right hand grips your thigh and starts moving dangerously close to a place where you don’t want him.

“No, stop,” you gasp and try to push his hand away.

“Come on, baby. There’s no one around for miles.”

“I said stop!”

You push him away and slap him right across the cheek as hard as you can. An angry look passes over his face as if you told him you wanted this and suddenly said no.

“You’re such a fucking bitch,” he scoffs and gets up.

“I thought you wanted to date me, not do this. I wouldn't have come otherwise.”

“The only reason I asked you out was because I heard you were easy. I’m out of here. Find your own way home.”

If there were people around, they would for sure hear your heart break. Jackson leaves you stranded at the beach with no way of getting home. You contemplate calling Bucky but you don’t want to hear an, “I told you so” from him. Plus, he’d probably get off on seeing you so sad. Jackson’s motorcycle roars to life as he drives away, and you miss the second motorcycle that speeds by the beach after him.

Thirty minutes pass by that feels like hours, and you’ve moved from the tables to the sand where you’re sitting and watching the ocean crash upon the shore. No one is on the streets walking by or on the beach but you hear footsteps come closer to you. At this point, you don’t care who it is. The person sits down next to you and you see familiar boots come into view.

“Look at me,” Bucky says gently. You can’t. He slides two fingers under your chin and pulls it toward him so you’re forced to look at him. There are new and dried tears on your cheek that break his heart to see. He uses his other hand to wipe the tears away. “He’s not worth crying over.”

“I thought he liked me,” you sniffle. Bucky removes his hands from you and that’s when you see it. Bucky’s knuckles are raw and busted with dried blood crusting over the wounds. You grab his hand and run your thumb gently over the wounds. “What happened?”

“Nothing you need to worry your pretty little head about.”

He lets his hand linger in yours for a few seconds before he pulls away completely.

“I bought this dress last week. I never thought I’d get to wear it,” you sigh sadly.

Bucky opens his mouth to tell you just how gorgeous you look in it when he sees you shiver. Upon closer examination, he sees goosebumps litter your arm. He immediately takes off his leather jacket for you to wear.

“Here, put this on.”

“No, I’m okay--”

“Doll, take the jacket.”

He wraps the jacket around your shoulders. You’re immediately enveloped with warmth and his smell. It makes you smile which doesn't go unnoticed by Bucky.

“Thank you.”

“Come on, let’s go home.”

Bucky gets up and holds his hand out for you to take which you do, and he helps you to his feet. He takes you to his motorcycle and grabs the only helmet for you to wear.

“No, you should wear it.”

“Doll, take the damn helmet.”

You do and shove it on your head. Even this smells like him which is making you dizzy. He gets onto the bike first then you do, but you’re not pressed against him like he knows you should be. You’re sitting up instead of leaning into him, and he fires his baby to life. He jerks the bike forward and you go flying into him from behind. You wrap your arms around his waist to steady yourself and he smirks without looking back at you.

He drives off carefully but you’re holding onto him for dear life. Just as he thinks he can get used to holding onto him, he arrives at your apartment building. No words are exchanged as you two make your way inside the apartment. You stop right outside your door and Bucky leans on the wall next to it.

“Thank you for taking me home.”

“We live together. I was just driving myself home,” he jokes.

“Still. Thank you,” you smile. You grab your doorknob to enter your room when you pause. “Oh, here is your jacket.”

“Keep it. I have another one.”

“Okay,” you blush. “Goodnight.”

“Night, Doll.”

You and Bucky retreat into your own rooms for the night. You get ready for bed and crawl under the covers. You try and get some sleep but you can’t get the feel of Jackson’s hands off your body and the feel of his lips off your lips. No matter what you do, the disgust you feel is blocking you from getting sleep.

The thought of Jackson is replaced with the thought of Bucky and how gently he treated you. There is a softer side to Bucky that no one else sees but you that you’re grateful for. Maybe… no, he probably won’t let you. Maybe? You get out of bed and walk through the bathroom to his door and knock on it lightly.

“Come in,” you hear him say.

You push the door open and see him lying on his bed without a shirt on. It makes sense he doesn’t have one on since he’s going to sleep but the sight makes your cheeks heat up slightly.

“Can I sleep here tonight?”

Bucky doesn’t respond with words. Instead, he scoots over to give you room to sleep. You quickly crawl into bed and lay flat on your back. The both of you don’t say a word to each other for fear of ruining the moment. What would you even say to him? Thank you? Sleep tight? Don’t let the bed bugs bite? Bucky can hear the gears in your head turn so he turns toward you and wraps his arm around your waist. He pulls you into him so your back is pressed against his chest.

It’s scary how well you fit against him.

Bucky can feel you smile against his arm as you allow sleep to come easily to you. He presses his head in your hair and takes a whiff of your scent. He smells his shampoo in your hair and the thought of you using his shit makes him smile.

You make him happy and he hates it took him a year to figure it out.

x

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[aimmyarrowshigh]

2022 Fic Roundup Meme

Total Fics Posted: 975 so far (two are hidden right now because they're for anonymous exchanges!) but by the end of the year, it SHOULD be 1,108. I've got three more exchanges due by the 31st, plus 40 #hanukkahbingo drabbles, and then hopefully daily drabbles are back now that the Star-Spangled Big Bang is over and my brain is being a little less eaten. We'll see if Fandom Trumps Hate starts eating my brain, though, because that's the longest of my remaining 2022 stuff!

Total Words Posted: By the end of the year, it should be ~175,000. Currently it's 150,181.

Total Words (of Anything Excluding Blogs) Written: Somewhere between 200,000-250,000, I think, which is pretty usual for me. Most of what I write I just kind of immediately post, but I do have some WIPs kicking around the ol' WIP folder. I didn't start using a comprehensive wordcount tracker until mid-October, so I don't know exactly!

My favorite fic story this year: Either Not In The Answer But The Question or Five Times Captain America Fucked A USO Girl & One Time Steve Rogers Got Fucked -- I'm proud of both, but in different ways. I think both really challenged some of my writing hang-ups and turned out well. I'm happy with all of the longer-than-a-drabble stuff that I wrote this year, though! And I mean, most of the drabbles, too, but there aren't any that necessarily stick out in my head as far and away better than the others.

My best story this year: Not In The Answer But The Question, although I do feel like I rushed the pacing on the last quarter because I had to make the BB deadline (hah). People seem to think it still sticks the landing, though!

Story most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion: I'm actually going to give a real answer for this one this year, which I usually don't, but I'm going to say that I thought both a smile on your immortal face and Gee, I Hope You're Ready for a Fic About Death would get a couple more hits than they have. I know neither is a massive fandom, but Beetlejuice The Musical DOES have over a thousand fics and there ARE a lot of WLW American Girl fans, so I thought both would get a little more traction than they have. But it's okay! I had a ton of fun writing them either way, and I'm really happy with how they turned out.

Sexiest Story: Five Times Captain America Fucked A USO Girl & One Time Steve Rogers Got Fucked is the smuttiest thing I've written in YEARS and I think the sex all turned out pretty well! I don't write many E-rated drabbles because it's difficult to create sexual tension within the word limit in a way that's ~satisfying, so there isn't a ton of competition haha. I am going to attempt the MCU Kink Bingo in 2023 though!

Most fun story: Ooh, good question. I'm gonna say Gee, I Hope You're Ready for a Fic About Death because it makes me laugh and because it was a really quick writing process because I was having fun. "Fun" isn't necessarily my brand when it comes to writing? For someone who only likes bubblegum pop and Disney Channel Original Movies, I pretty much only write super thoughtsy-feelsy quiet, meditative character studies, lol.

Story that shifted my own perceptions of the characters: To coopt myself from the 2012 meme, “if I write a fic and it doesn’t change my feelings on the characters or fandom in some way, then I don’t think I wrote it correctly.”

Hardest story to write: I'm going to answer this with one that isn't posted yet and say my massive shrinkyclinks longfic that I started in 2021 and had hoped to finish and post this year! It's been a much slower writing process than I wanted it to be, just because I want to get it Exactly Right and because longfic makes me super anxious about My Value And Worth In This World Hinge On This Story And Whether People Like It.

Biggest surprise: Reiterating from last year's meme -- "Actually sticking to the drabbling! In the past when I tried Three-Line Fic Thursday and Five-Sentence Friday, I failed miserably, and I’ve failed myself at drabble challenges, too. But for some reason this time it’s stuck and is genuinely working to remind me that I can get words out, I can have ideas, and I can get those ideas out in words. Yay!"

A story I want remembered: I mean, if I wrote anything this year that anyone remembers fondly, that makes me happy. But I do have a soft spot for Not In The Answer But The Question.

Resolutions for 2023: FINISH LENT FROM TOMORROW (TODAY WAS TOO SMALL FOR US). BE A FINISHER. FINISH THE THING. Also, do Femslash February and a drabble March Madness again because they were really fun this year!

[ao3feed-sambucky]

The Roommates

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/42795972

by arrowsshootyouforwards

Sam and Bucky are roommates. That's all they are to each other. Steve introduced them and things are good between them. Steve also convinced the two of them to go on a dating app and has been pushing them to do a face reveal to their respective potential dates. Wonder why Steve is being so pushy? So do they... Until they do.

Words: 4736, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Arrow's WinterFalcon Bingo Round 2 Submissions

Fandoms: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Sarah Wilson (Marvel), Cass Wilson, AJ Wilson, Original Child Characters - Character, Alpine (Marvel)

Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark

Additional Tags: Roommates, They were Roommates?, They were roommates!, dating apps, PTSD mentions, Pregnant Nat, Misunderstandings, Proposals, Romantic Gestures, Adoption, Death of a pet, from old age, Star Spangled Mini Bang, WinterFalcon Bingo

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/42795972

[buckybeardreams]

Buckybeardream's Captain Bottom Bingo Masterpost

B3 Star Spangled Bottom; "Star Spangled Man"; Steve/Bucky; https://archiveofourown.org/works/40303032

C3 AU: Western; "Good Way To Pass The Time"; Steve/Bucky; https://archiveofourown.org/works/40754739

B2 Free Space; "Now You're Mine", Steve/Bucky; https://archiveofourown.org/works/44151129

C1 Sunburn; "Sunburnt Ass"; Steve/Bucky; https://archiveofourown.org/works/44325169

A2 "I had a date."; "Milk him for all he's worth"; Steve/Bucky; https://archiveofourown.org/works/44360758

@cabottombingo

[buckyismybicycle]

2018:

Stucky AU Big Bang 2018 | “Operant Conditioning”

2021:

WinterFalcon Big Bang 2021 | “Mission Report”

Bucky Barnes Bingo 2021 (Round 3) | MASTERPOST (Blackout Card)

WinterFalcon Bingo 2021 | MASTERPOST

Stucky Bingo 2021 | MASTERPOST

SamBucky Secret Santa | “this Christmas, I’ll give you my heart”

Steve Bucky Tony Bingo | MASTERPOST

Marvel Trumps Hate 2021 | [To be posted by November 2023]

YEAR END

2022:

Bucky Barnes Appreciation Week & Just a Pinch Zine | “the 107th (Fresh Plum Cake)”

MCU Kink Bang  | “Slut for Hire”  [May 2022]

Champion Week 

Poly Armory Exchange | "Sine Language”

Cap Reverse Big Bang | "enchainment”

Mischief: A Loki Zine | Coming Soon

Coloring for a MARVELous Cause

Kinktober | Whumptober | Flufftober

Reforged: A WinterIron Zine | Coming Soon [November 2022]

Star Spangled Mini Bang | "precious”

Marvel Reverse Big Bang | "Aw, Balcony, No!”

Star Spangled Secret Santa | "clear as day, there was never any other way”

Bucky Barnes Bingo (Round 4) | MASTERPOST

StarkBucks Bingo | MASTERPOST

Captain Bottom Bingo | MASTERPOST

WinterFalcon Bingo  (Round 2) | MASTERPOST

Stucky Bingo (Round 4) | 

YEAR END

2023:

Bucky Barnes Birthday Bash | Coming Soon [March 2023]

Hot Bucky Summer | Coming Soon [June 2023]

All Caps Bingo | Coming Soon

Ongoing/Undated

MCU Kink Bingo

Bad Things Happen Bingo

SS Horniest Book Club content - courtesy of HBC

Writing Challenge