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#i wanna do another samriley one so let’s see
livingincolorsagain · 2 years
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micro-fics masterlist:
sambucky:
one chance, tender, savior  (and because im completely in love with it, the flower arrangement art by @elektraking)
pet 
bruised/kissed 
you’re distracting 
delicious/mystery 
shimmer 
transparent 
piggyback rides
falling asleep on your partner's shoulder
hands around the waist
samriley: 
in dreams
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saryasy · 9 months
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤
hi jo!!! thank you so much and to @writerkenna and @livingincolorsagain for the asks! okay let's see in no particular order:
1. 500 Days of Winter, M, 16.7K
In a small, dark room in the middle of nowhere, just outside Bucharest, two bodies intertwine. The chorus of sounds and three little words plays over and over and over again. They don't let go for one second.
Tomorrow the world will come knocking at their door, their lives will be turned upside down, but for now, they have each other, and for now, that's more than enough.
Or, the story of Sam and Bucky, and the five hundred days that bound them together.
okay I lied I'm starting with quite possibly my favorite fic I've ever written. I've put a lot of work and care into this one and I'm extremely happy with how it turned out. helps that I was possessed at the time and wrote it quicker than I ever would
2. my struggling form, my willing soul, T, 2K
It was hard, being back into the cold, gray world that was his New York apartment.
Sometimes, his eyes would look around frantically, searching for a sound that rang through the stillness. Only for him to realize that the sound came from within; an old memory, laughter and music, dancing, kids running around. A tender touch to his neck. A satisfied smile of finally being home. Eyes as beautiful as the sunset they were watching, just as striking, just as deep.
He could look at nothing else till the day he died, and would die happy and sure that he’d seen the most beautiful sight this world had to offer.
the first fic in my inspired by Hozier series! it was born into existence through sheer stubbornness (and my deep need to do a bucky character study) I kept listening to the song (which I still fucking love) and reading the lyrics and then this happened and I couldn't be happier
3. darling, i’d go through it again (if i could hold you for a minute), M, 1.8K
There’s an irritating feeling in his chest, making it harder to breathe. It was like this when he first stayed home and Sam started going on missions alone - well not exactly alone, but without Bucky. It took some time, but he got to a better point where he could actually breathe while Sam was away.
This is different, though. This isn’t the tightness of chest he’s come to be on familiar terms with, nor is it the forceful beating his heart has gotten used to dancing to.
He wants to voice it, to let it out, but when he goes to, the words lodge in his throat.
another one from the series and my first MCD! I really liked playing with the fantasy elements in it too
4. for all of the things i am (not), G, 1,8K
‘You’ll find the one,’ people like to say, but the thing is, he already has. He was lucky enough to find him in the scorching desert heat; blond locks that looked like they were on fire, a pair of green eyes so captivating, you couldn’t help but follow them everywhere, and a smile that could bring the proudest men to their knees. He found him, but he slipped away from between his fingers in the darkness of the desert sky as he sank to his fate. Forever falling, forever gone.
Or, Sam's grief catches up with him.
had to throw in my only gen fic up to date and ngl I wanna write another one. unfortunately the engagement with these is quite low I find myself leaning towards character studies with background shipping. but yeah would love to do it again
5. Firsts & Lasts, T, 613
You never know that your last time is going to be your last.
Or, Sam considers his lingering feelings for Riley, and his developing ones for Bucky.
look I have such a soft spot for samriley, I love writing them so fucking much. the tragedy is oh so gorgeous. I really hope to write that samriley idea I have one day
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