#idk if it’s really modern bucky yet

[juicyfruit-22]

y’all don’t understand how much this fic gives me LIFEEEEEE

@katie-delaney

#stucky #stevebucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #captain america #winter soldier #marvel #fanfic #steve rogers x bucky barnes #love my boys #alpha steve rogers #omega bucky barnes #captain america steve #modern bucky barnes #ish #idk if it’s really modern bucky yet #hasn’t been revealed yet

[writeyourdarlings]

This is How I Say Goodbye | stucky au

summary: modern stucky au where bucky and steve is a married couple. steve is an art lecturer who travels regularly for work, and this is like bucky's sweet yet bitter farewell for steve in the airport. it’s written in bucky’s pov:)

warnings: nothing, just fluff and romance

author’s note: idk how fic on tumblr works, but this is my first writing of stucky, so pardon all the imperfections🤧

THE night before your flight to Boston, I pack some of your clothes because I see how you're already fast asleep and haven't emptied your suitcase from your last trip. I wake you up at the crack of dawn by softly nudging your arm under the blanket and kissing your cheek. When you take a hot bath, I put my hand on the other side of the bed, and feel the warmth your body has left. By the time you finish bathing, I already prepare your favourite breakfast and put it on the dining table with a hot tea ready on the side. We sit across each other, and I listen to you talking about your research, classes, issues from your respective department, and plans for our trip.

"How about we go to Musee d’Orsay next month?" You say. "Where is it?" I say. "Paris," you replied. "Oh, I've never been to Paris." My eyes widen. "But... that's so far. You think you have time for that?" I look into his blue eyes. "Don't worry, I've scheduled most of my lectures on Friday. So, I'm all yours next month." He reaches my hand to hold it. A small relief in my chest. "It’s a beautiful art museum. I think you would love Monet and Renoir." He smiles. I smile back and nod in approval. I have never heard of Monet and Renoir. And truthfully, I don't even understand art – though I wish I do. I just love absorbing the beauty in your voice. How it speaks to me about shades, shapes, lines, tints, colors, brush strokes, hues, and shadows of a painting. Those deeper meanings which my eyes can't see, but only yours can.

The next thing I know is, we sit side by side on the backseat of a yellow cab. It is raining in Brooklyn – the car horns around us are blaring madly, and still, after 20 minutes later, the traffic doesn't move. I watch you slowly closing your eyes, taking a short nap on my shoulder, and relaxing your muscles. I fix my gaze upon your face, too busy adoring the shape of your nose, lips, jawline, and cheekbones. I want to slow things down, if I could, and feel the gentle weight of your upper body leaning onto me for the next morning. But I know it's impossible.

Upon our arrival, we order two cups of coffee, walk towards the terminal, and sit with our legs tangled on your big suitcase.

Often, in the airports, I used to look at people passing me by and think, it must be such a lonely and melancholic job: to cast farewell upon others and to separate their hearts by a distance. I can’t imagine, what if I were the one who had to do such thing every single day? Or every week, or every month? That must be pretty awful. But isn’t it funny how life teasing you in a humorous way, leading you to a certain person, and surprising you in ways that you've never expected? Because right here, and right now, I am one of those people in the airports after marrying you.

Finally, when your boarding anouncement comes up, I notice that guilt look on your face – the one that I've familiarized myself with everytime we have to separate our ways. I squeeze your hand and smile to assure you that I will be alright. I know you will always send me gifts, letters or postcards from faraway places when you travel; foreign cities that I've never stepped myself into – from Taipei, Munich, Tokyo, Kyiv, Jakarta, you name it. Sometimes they will reach me in a week or two. Other times, in random timings and intervals; i have no idea which delivery service provider you are using. But I love them so much, and I store them safely in a box like a family trinket, or a rare, shiny jewelry from a vintage shop. I know it's not so much to fill in your absence at home, but it makes me feel as if you're near with me.

"I'll miss you," you say, as you kiss my forehead and hug me tight. Somehow, that makes my lips curve in a small smile. Even though I've heard those words like a million times, I know I'll never get tired of hearing it from you. Just because it sounds right. Because it means you'll keep me in your thoughts. Because we both know that each word carries the same weight, meaning, and importance for both of us.

"Listen, I put an extra pair of socks in your case. The black ones. And um, what's that thing for your asthma? Nebu... Nebulizer. The Pulse Ox is in your medication kit. I also put your umbrella in your carry-on, since you know, you always forget to bring your umbrella. And-"

"Buck."

"I think your inhaler is in, uh..." I close my eyes to think.

"James Buchanan Barnes."

"Yeah? Sorry. Come again?"

We stood in silence for a moment, before a small laugh tumbles out of you. I tilt my head in confusion, but you just start brushing my cheek and smile warmly at me.

"Thank you for packing them, sweetheart. But aren't you supposed to say 'I'll miss you too, Steve’?”

I look at him and feel my cheeks growing hot, then suddenly, we found ourselves giggling at each other.

"I gotta go, Bucky."

"Mhmm, I know. Please be careful."

You kiss my forehead again, and slowly, I watch your broad back turning and walking away from me. My heart begins to ache as your figure is getting smaller, and smaller before completely turning into a chaotic blur. I can feel the emptiness enveloped me from all corners of the airport room. I know this day will always come - you, hopping to another airplane, meanwhile I, having to ditch my sadness as I slip to another day. So here, I promise myself that everything is going to be okay. It has to be.

On my way back home, sitting in a cab alone, I was looking at the skyscrapers and tiny rain droplets on the window, when suddenly, I receive a text from you.

Steve: Hey, just want to let you know that I miss you already! And the next rainy season, when I'm in Brooklyn, I'll make sure to kiss you upside-down. Spiderman-style :)

I chuckled to that and feel something inside me softening. A happy tear escapes from the corner of my eye, rolling down on my cheek. I realize that even though the downpour hasn't stopped, and the gray clouds are floating freely above me, I can feel the world is showering me with glittering pixie dust.

#look who finally tries to write?😆 #yep it’s me #so I ​wrote this during my working flight trip and finished it in my hotel room #and though idk if this pov ever been tried on tumblr fics I really enjoyed writing it:) #i always wonder what it feels like to be the one who’s waiting while the other travel away #there’s something sad yet sweet about it sometimes #i hope you like it!!💕 #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stucky fic #modern au #stevebucky fic #steve x bucky #aya writes #steve rogers x bucky barnes

[fandomfluffandfuck]

something about all the nicknames stucky have (and can have) for each other really gets to me. like Bucky having his "Stevie" and Steve having his "Buck" Bucky being his "jerk" and Steve being his "punk" ... And the idea of them going from older slang terms for each other to more modern vernacular and Steve calling Bucky his "man"... or better yet Bucky reacting the memes about Steve and turning "America's Ass" to something without the hero moniker and more intimate and personal to Steve himself

Yes!

It's about the 🤌🏻nicknames 🤌🏻

Like, just as you said, there's so many built into their canon, but there's also so much potential for the modern nicknames, as you have said again, as well as the potential for older nicknames that they can indulge in not just in private now that they can be open about their relationship.

I. fucking. love. it.

(These are all randomly assigned based on my gut reaction, so... 🤷🏻‍♂️ idk, enjoy?)

Bucky's nicknames for Steve: Stevie, punk, spitfire, little shit, sweetheart, sweet cheeks, doll (and doll face), darling, pet, cap, America's ass (and sometimes my ass (if he's feeling possessive or if he's done with Steve's shit)), turtle dove, baby, McDreamy (and McSteamy), hunk, twink, twunk, my man, etc.

Steve's nicknames for Bucky: Buck, jerk, asshole, dreamboat, sweetheart, doll face, angel face, honey, sarge, sharp shooter, wolf (coming from white wolf (and sometimes it's wolfy haha)), bubba, baby, babe, boo, play boy, my man, etc.

In conclusion: they love their pet names.

#asks #bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #can you tell i think Bucky uses more pet names? he just strikes me as more of the charmer #always wanting to make steve blush with his words

[professor-pants]

You guys! SamBucky AU where Sam is the original Captain America. So instead of Steve proving himself by jumping on a grenade you have Sam: kind, intelligent, strong, driven. Easy choice. Sam and Bucky meet in the army they annoy each other at first but begin to get along. Maybe they bond over having a younger sister. Sam is chosen for the program but instead of getting super strength he gets wings. And maybe some other bird themed super powers like good eyesight or something idk what birds do. It takes him a while to get good with his wings maybe they are weak at first or it takes time for all the feathers to grow in and Sam and Bucky practice together in the evenings. One day Sam takes a dive and gets hurt. Que protective Bucky, hurt/comfort, homoerotic bandaging of injuries, all the good stuff. Eventually Sam gets good at flying and does shows like Steve did. Theres some angst cause Sam feels like hes being treated as a freak show. Sam and Bucky make out a few times or start sleeping together or whatever. Then Bucky gets caught like in canon and Sam looses his mind he absolutely needs to find Bucky cause hes kind of falling in love with him and Bucky doesn't even know. So Sam finds Bucky and the crash into each other and its sweet and angsty and everything! Then theres the fight on the train and things go a little differently because Sam can fly. So i imagine Sam fighting and seeing Bucky fall and hes about to fly after hiym but he gets knocked out before he can so the last thing he sees is the love of his life falling to his death. Sam makes it out of the fight somehow. when he wakes up the first thing he does is try to find Bucky even though he probably has a concussion. So he flies back to where he thinks Bucky fell and he looks for ages and he doesn't find him. Sam is heartbroken and he blames himself. Bucky becomes the winter soldier same as in canon. The serum they give Bucky is the same stuff he gets in canon maybe it was inspired by Sam's super serum instead of a direct copy idk.

So Sam gets frozen and he wakes up in the 21st century and he keeps working for the military or whatever Steve did idk i dont really remember that movie. In this AU Steve lives in the 2020s instead of the 1940s. He and Sam meet where Sam did his counseling they are both there for help with PTSD. Steve wouldnt have had the serum but maybe modern medicine worked well enough for him to enlist idk. Anyway they become besties instead of Steve asking Sam about Riley he asks him about Bucky. Sam wears a lot of loose fitting clothes to cover his wings when he's not on super hero duty.

Ok so now for the fight with the winter soldier! Sam is so relieved to see Bucky: his best friend, the love of his life, the last familiar face in the world. Bucky obviously remembers none of this their fight is super intense and angsty. Instead of ripping Sam's wing off he breaks it so Sam can't fly until it heals. Sam is super confused and sad and hopeful that he can save Bucky. Sam failed Bucky once he wouldnt do it again. Sam tracks Bucky all around the world like in canon. He doesn't give a shit that hes supposed to be Captain America he has a duty to his best friend. He doesn't spend to much time trying to jog Bucky's memory. He does his best to meet Bucky where he is and get to know the person he's become. Sam does his best to answer Bucky's questions as his memories come back. He decides not to tell him they were in love quite yet. Maybe Bucky and Sam fall in love all over again maybe Bucky remembers that they were in love already. If you really want slow burn Bucky remembers but the both decide not to pursue any kind of relationship until Bucky feels more comfortable/has his mind back fully. Then everything with Thanos happens Sam and Bucky fade away together and reappear 5 years later they are both really sick of losing time. Sam never gives up the shield so they go into all the flag smasher stuff as a solid team. Joaquin Torres sees Sam's wings and decides to make wings of his own using his sick engineering skills. Joaquin becomes the first Falcon. Sam and Bucky live in a little house in Louisiana. Sam's family isn't there anymore but it still feels like home. Steve is good with computers so he gets to by the guy in the chair Joaquin, Sam, and Bucky are the Captain America team. They kick ass. Personally im a fan of Sambuckytorres so yeah Sam and Bucky get married and Joaquin is their boyfriend and they all live together in a cute little house with Alpine the cat.

The End

#sambucky #fanfic #real wings!sam #Sam Wilson #bucky barnes #joaquin torres #sambuckytorres

[gwynpool]

Same anon from last week but the new CA didn't turn out to be the opposite of SoL imo (high expectations but low delivery)😕

I should've lowered my expectations from the preview + that old white man writer's tweets, it was so boring like idgaf abt tony stark funded real estate business, and I bet #2 is gonna be the same and turn into sipder-man fest ugh

The things I got excited for from the announcement was preWW2 Steve & exploration of USA's + Western allies' appeasement/alignment with Nazi Germany, but it ended up being a much smaller thing than how the articles made it seem...

And it doesn't feel like the exploration of Steve's youth is gonna be very important. I though it was gonna really flesh out and enhance his backstory and maybe even go back and retcon his barebones origin, or highlight how Steve's mother is an Irish immigrant to make him less of a bland white blond American, but no. They played it safe with a super generic Captain America origin and generic we luv Cap 🇺🇸 🦅 modern Avengers cameos storyline. It didn't feel like a Steve Rogers story at all. It's so boring and bland and didn't add/enhance anything to make his background interesting 😞

My main hope for good Cap character content is Thunderbolts now, since marvel decided to kick all the Cap characters except for Steve out of this new run and put them all in TBolts. Even then, looking at the 4 covers is just filled with random added characters idc abt. Which ig makes sense, it's meant to be a different team, but it still sucked up all of Steve's main characters anyways lol

I'm really only excited for the first one of Bucky + Red Guardian killing(?) Red Skull. I hope there's good historical references there and good writing, but idk marvel seems dedicated to avoid keeping the Cap characters super blank slate and bland and not rock the boat with any of their stories unless it's to make Steve a Nazi. It feels like there's a curse around these characters as if the editors hate them all or smth 😕

hey anon! i just read the newest issue of jms’ cap run and i don’t know if i have an opinion yet. what i do know is that i no longer have expectations for marvel comics so as not to be disappointed lmao

tbh i’m not into the new TB run, mainly because it’s still written by the hivemind and i immensely dislike what they wrote in their cap run and its characters. i am hoping we’ll get buckynat content and natsharon but that’s just me being a 🤡

#anon ask #ask: captain america #ask: thunderbolts

[writingsbychlo]

love-hate relationship | bucky barnes

word count; idk it’s 120 bullet points so

summary; bucky is pretty sure he hates you, but, he could be mistaking those feelings.

notes; look, I really don’t know what this is. but, I think you’ll like it. sometimes I just come up with shit like this on the spot ad roll with it, so, treat yourself, ig.

warnings; none, really? well, mentions of cheating, but thats it.

okay, so bucky doesn’t really like you at first

in fact, he pretty much hates you

but you’re sam’s friend and you start having something on and off with steve

so you’re always around

you’re annoying

he doesn’t like your sense of humour, you’re way to peppy for him, and you always just seem to be around

he thinks you’re bossy and that sometimes you tease steve about not being adjusted to the modern world but it offends him too

and steve seems to like you for some reason, so he gets kisses to ease the joke but bucky gets nothing

he just gets mad

so, he pretty much just tolerates you

because, you know, technically you haven’t done anything wrong

and yeah, alright, you’re a damn good cook and baker so you bring a lot of food and treats around

but you just don’t fit into his life

he doesn’t have a place for you

you make him think of everything he isn’t

you’re always wearing some kind of fancy outfit

you never seem to be upset, you’re always just as bright as goddamn sunshine, which he really hates

“it’s like she has no off-switch for happiness. sometimes I wanna’ be moody!”

so he simply tolerates you

but then, during one of the seemingly off periods, right before yet another break-up, a little friendship comes

he would never call it that

but it happens

because bucky catches steve texting sharon

and he gives him an earful for it

“don’t be such a punk. if you’ve got a girl, no matter how annoying I find her, at least treat her right.”

and, of course, a few days later, steve does break up with you

for what he thinks is the third time?

he really hopes it lasts

even if he does feel something in his gut when he watches you walk away with teary eyes

he’s talking to nat when he finds out the next thing that makes him feel guilty

“she bought such a pretty dress, and she was so excited, and now she won’t go, not even when me and wanda offered to ditch our dates and go stag with her.”

he’s not really sure what possesses him to do so

maybe it’s seeing sharon later that day in a dress store to buy a fancy dress while he’s getting his afternoon coffee

but he texts you, and asks if you’ll be his date to the party

besides, maybe then you’ll feel obligated to stick by his side, and at least he won’t be totally alone when he sulks in a corner

when he picks you up, he really does feel a little breathless

he can’t really help the “woah, you- uh, well, you look beautiful.”

he lets himself dance with you, hates to admit that he even has some fun

but he sees how miserable you are

and that sharon really doesn’t treat steve right

so he does his bets to get you both back together

it works

a very strained friendship begins

he finds you a little less annoying

but maybe it’s just because while drunk he confessed sometimes you talk to much, he needs to think about what you said, and now you slow down, and try not to be quite as chatty

and maybes it’s because after two shots, you told him that you know he doesn’t like you, you can feel him glaring all the time, and he felt guilty

so he tries to glare less

when you come on your first assignment with them, it’s not so bad

and then you start coming on multiple

he lets you in a little bit, because you’re damn good at your job and you’re actually kinda funny

when you mumble darker jokes that steve disapproves of into the comms

and shit, there’s a while different side of you he never knew

you’re all sunshine and rainbows because steve is

you take a bullet, not a big injury, just a shot to the arm

it’s a graze, just a couple stitches and you’ll be fine

bucky still gives steve an earful about it, because had bucky been the one closest to you, there’s no way he’d have let that happen

“why do you care, she’s fine, and you used to threaten to shoot her yourself.”

“those were jokes, an- y’know what, punk? I don’t have to explain myself. she’s my friend, and you let her get hurt.”

one night at sam’s family’s late summer bbq, he catches something he really wishes he didn’t

everyone is drunk, a little asgardian liquor really helped out, and down by the docks, he finds steve

kissing sam’s cousin

“we’re gonna’ break up anyway, we all know it! she’s been different lately.”

“she’s been better, lately! maybe it’s just because she’s finally starting to fit in!”

“I’ll sort it, alright?”

sorting it means breaking up, again

which apparently came as quite a shock to you

because there you are, at his apartment three days later

with tear-filled eyes and you’re asking him if he knew

and he can’t lie to you

he doesn’t know why because you’re just a friend

so why is it killing him so much to see you like this?

but you don’t scream and yell at him like he expects

no, you just fall into him, and let him walk you into the apartment as you cry

so you share a couple of beers, and he tries to talk you through it

at just past three in the morning, he has his arm around you

and he’s tucking your hair behind your ear and whispering

“you’re gonna’ find someone better, okay? you’ll find someone great. someone who deserves you, someone you don’t have to break up with every five minutes because something feels off.”

and you try to kiss him, because, okay, maybe he can see how intimate it had gotten without him realising

he hates how embarrassed and self-hating you look when he turns you down

“god, I-I am so sorry, that was so stupid of me, fuck, I should go.”

“no, it’s- just don’t feel bad, alright. you’re on the rebound, you don’t want me, I don’t want you to do anything you’re gonna’ regret.”

but it hurts him to say it and the way you look at him makes him melt

he lets you sleep on the couch

you’re gone by morning

and he’s so fucked, because sam finds him sitting on the couch with the blanket you slept under staring at a blank TV screen at midday

“thought we were going for breakfast, what happened, man? why didn’t y- was (Y/N) here? that’s her perfume. couldn’t ever miss that-”

“it smells good. really good.”

“yeah, I never said it didn’t, but-”

“I can’t like her. right? no. she’s so preppy and way too friendly and pretty an- no, fuck. no. if I like her, shoot me.”

sam makes a finger gun and says “bang. you’re shot. ready to go get food now?”

and it kinda hits him like a tonne of bricks

the worst part is that it’s so wrong

you’re his best friend’s ex

you only ever did right by steve, but he couldn’t do that to his friend

could he?

maybe just a little bit?

no, no, definitely not

so he backs right off

but then, at dinner with sam and steve, he kinda has enough

because steve is talking all about his latest date and how much better his new girl is

it’s an argument. a big one.

they yell at one another

he says somethings about steve pre-serum that were maybe a little out of order

he definitely deserves that black eye

bucky leaves the damn restaurant

and sam texts you everything that happened

because, sue him, sam liked you, and he doesn’t like having secret coffee dates twice a week just to see his friend because steve dumped you and bucky is pining in misery

you show up at his place

“I brought bruise cream, for your eye.”

he really doesn’t have the heart to tell you that the bruise will be gone within a few hours, and it’s nowhere near as bad as it was, already

because you’re sitting on the couch with him and rubbing in onto his skin

telling him you know exactly what happened when he tries to explain

“I kinda’ wanna kiss you again, but last time didn’t go so great.”

“last time, I was an idiot.”

oh, he fucking kisses you

he really can’t stop, actually

like, he really can’t stop, he can’t let you go, he can’t get enough

“funny way to show you hate me.”

“something tells me I never really did. you annoy me, because you’re everything I always wanted, and steve had the good fortune of finding you first.”

“you got me now, didn’t you?”

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes headcanon #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes/reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes/you #sebastian stan #bucky barnes sebastian stan #bucky barnes marvel #marvel

[turtle-steverogers]

OMG so I was at an art museum today, and I saw a security guard with one arm, and my brain immediately was like security guard!Bucky and Artist!Steve, and like is Steve just someone viewing the art? Is Bucky guarding his art that’s being displayed?? Idk??? But either way they strike up a conversation about art or some other shit and fall in love and yeah those are my stucky thoughts for today

HI YES HELLO HI THIS ACTUALLY MAKES ME FERAL

WHY DO I SUDDENLY WANT TO WRITE THIS SO BAD

Because ok OK imagine:

DC era Stevie going to the National Gallery literally every fucking day. It's part of his routine, and hell, entry is free since it's the Smithsonian. So he goes in the morning after he's run for his routine 5-6 hours and showered accordingly. There's a few cafes inside, so he gets some coffee and a pastry at the Garden Cafe and eats it before making his way into the exhibits. At first, he's mostly exploring. Figuring out the layout of the entire place. Finding good exits, and assimilating himself to the times when the crowds are most dense and where he can sneak off to to wind down if he's getting overwhelmed. And once he figures out those basics, he starts really drinking in the art.

Spends a whole day in just the main building exploring their collections of medieval and classical art, then has a grand time the next day walking through the neat underground light sculpture walkway…

…to the East Building where all the modern art is. And he totally falls in love with that section, because it’s New To Him. Packed with all the art movements that he missed, and brimming with entire styles that he’s yet to learn and eager to absorb. 

And... that’s where Bucky works most of the time. In the East Building. 

At first, he doesn’t think much of the blond man that comes through often with his shoulders hunched and hat pulled low on his head, but he starts to really pay attention when it seems that the man is there... literally every day. From 10:30 am (after he’s finished his pastry ;) ) until closing at 5:00 (barring other circumstances). 

He’s got questions-- of course he does-- but the man doesn’t seem to want to be approached. Until one day, he is. Bucky sees the moment things go to shit. Someone calling out, “oh my god, is that Captain America?” and fuck, Bucky’s excited for a moment before he realizes the person is pointing to the man, who’s hat had just fallen off. And fuck, that is not a man who is happy to be spotted. His eyes are wide, and his face is sheet white as a gaggle of people start to approach. Backing away subtly and stumbling through harried excuses and, shit, Bucky may not know what it’s like to be spotted as a celebrity, but he knows what it’s like to be overwhelmed. He didn’t serve his time overseas without lasting scars-- visible or not.

So he seamlessly approaches the growing crowd, with a half assed excuse on his tongue about “Needing Captain Rogers for (blah blah blah)” then promptly gets the guy out of there.

Cue Bucky and Steve falling in love over art and a shared love for it. And Bucky may not have a lick of artistic talent in his body, but his appreciation for it is strong-- strong enough to have followed a career in it. And being able to watch Steve grow as an artist is a wonderful gift in and of itself.

(and if there are a few too many jokes about the big blue chicken cock on the roof, then... well, so be it. they deserve to laugh)

#this got #wildly away from me #and i wanna write it now #badly #Steve Rogers #Bucky Barnes #stucky #stucky fic #mikey answers

[duuhrayliegh]

male chivalry

warnings: okay so there is a trigger warning of sexual harassment and attempted sexual assault, language, men being gross, protective!bucky, angst a bit, i think that’s it, if you see anything else let me know

word count: 3230 :)

a/n: idk why it took me so long to finish this, but it’s here now!!! also this is based off this post from @teaboot (just the op bc the rest of it pissed me off :)) i hope y’all like it. i hope it’s what y’all expected idk, i’m proud of it.

i really hope i did the topics justice, if you don’t think i did, please shoot me a message and help me figure out how to do better. <3

p.s.: my requests and tag lists are open! also this is not beta read, so all mistakes are my own.

xoxo ray

ray’s m.list

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It had been about three weeks since Bucky had first met the group of four at the protest. Bucky made sure to check in with Steve and let him know what he was doing. Steve was always worrying about Bucky, which was totally understandable because of everything they had been through.

Bucky’s day was a relaxed one with little to no time to dawdle. Over these three weeks, he had learned more from an eighteen year old than he ever thought he would. It was easier to open up to her, for some reason. Bucky hadn’t fully figured that out yet either, but he wasn’t going to question it.

Bucky had been going to his court mandated therapy with Dr. Raynor, to say they were making progress would be a lie. Honestly, Bucky was making more progress with the new individuals in his life. They knew what he did as the Winter Soldier-- no they know what the Winter Soldier did, Cassie made sure the distinction between the two was crystal clear. Bucky was still a bit cautious around them, not wanting to hurt them or be a burden to them.

It amazed Bucky how open they were with each other. Back in the 40’s, you didn’t express your feelings. Especially if you were a man, for fear of being labeled something unsavory. Even stranger still to Bucky was the encouragement and support that everyone gave to those in hard times. It warmed Bucky’s heart to see Penny comforting Freddie after his recent break up.

“Freddie and Ted had been together a little over six months,” Cassie explained to Bucky one night after the group had dispersed from the dining table. Bucky and Cassie were standing over the sink washing the dinner plates and cutlery. “Freddie was so in love with him. I thought Ted felt the same, but I guess that’s just how it goes, right?”

Bucky shrugged, this was one of his first experiences with modern romance. Dating in the 40’s was very rigid, which was to be expected, but nowadays everything is very fluid. It truly fascinated Bucky.

“I honestly don’t know.” Bucky shrugged as he dried the pristine plates. Just as he began to get lost in thought, Evie pulled him into a subject that he hadn’t thought of in a real long time.

“What was it like with women in the forties, Buck?” Bucky blinked at her and considered his answer carefully. The group had been teaching him how to handle some subjects sensitively.

“To be honest? The last date that I went on was to the World Expo of Tomorrow in 1943, the night before I shipped out to England.” He turned, leaning his weight on the counter behind him and crossing his arms over his chest. “I went with Steve, this was before he was Captain America, so when he was a little ol’ gangly thing. I had hooked us up with two women, one for me and one for Stevie, their names were Dot and Connie, I think.”

“No, no, that’s not what I mean, Buck. What was it like with women?”

Bucky tilted his head in question.“What do you mean?”

“What was it like with them? Like, how were they treated as a whole?”

“Oh, uh I think they were treated well? My Ma always told Steve and I to treat women with respect, so we did.”

“Right, but what about everyone else? How did they treat women?” Bucky was confused by the question and he began to think that he was giving the wrong answers.

“Um, I guess I don’t know. I guess they were treated how they are today?” Both of the girls in front of him released disdained scoffs.

“Well, that’s unfortunate, right Cas?” Cassie nodded at Evie and dropped her head in disappointment.

“Why do you say that?” Bucky asked. He was genuinely curious about what the girls were referring to. “I mean, I get that the treatment of women hasn’t always been good but it’s not that bad right?” The girls shared a knowing look, and then Evie sighed. She hauled herself out of her chair and nodded to Bucky.

“Alright, let’s go take a walk, just you and me.”

“Where are we going?”

“Oh, just a couple blocks away to the Walgreens. Sound okay?” Bucky agreed, grabbing his jacket and waiting for Evie by the doorway. “We’ll be back soon, Cas.”

“Uh, are you sure that’s a good idea, Evelyn?” Bucky had only ever heard Cassie use Evie’s full name when she was getting in trouble.

“Yeah, we’ll be fine, Cas, I swear.” Evie glanced at Bucky, “Besides, I’ve got a Sargent escorting me, so we’ve got nothing to worry about.” She threw a smile to her older sister whose face was just a veil of worry and doubt.

Bucky and Evie exited the apartment building and neither of them had said anything since. Bucky was wondering what this whole exercise was all about, but he wasn’t going to say anything until Evie did. The pair walked up onto a crosswalk, causing them to stop and wait so Evie was able to turn the man beside her.

“So, before we go any further, I just want to set the scene for you.” She took a calming breath and it was now that Bucky realized that this was the first time that she was noticeably scared. His brows furrowed and he nodded as she continued. “It’s ten o’clock on a Wednesday night and you’re in Brooklyn, walking to your local Walgreens because you need tampons.” Bucky huffed out a small laugh as Evie playfully glared at the man.

“Yeah, yeah. The female menstrual cycle is hilarious as is the pink tax that is put on feminine hygiene products. Laugh it up, James.” She shook her head and pulled Bucky closer to the front of a building. “I’m trying to tell you something, ya asshole. So, you see that it’s dark outside because it’s late but you decide to risk it anyway because you have a flight to catch at four the next morning. You leave your apartment and you are greeted with this.” She gestured to the expanse in front of her.

“Alright, let’s go. And just a word of wisdom real quick before we really get going. Women are considered fragile but I’ve never seen anything as easily wounded as a man’s ego.”

“Wow, that’s quite a pearl.” Bucky caught up to Evie as she made her way down the street.

“So being a woman and even more so, being a woman at night, means that you have to constantly be on guard.” As they were walking, a man in a greasy white tank top passed them. The man’s head turned and he scanned Evie’s body.

“Goddamn, that’s a sweet little body there, baby girl.” Bucky’s head snapped around to the man, but Evie kept walking. Bucky looked over to Evie with concern riddling his features.

“Hey, sweetcheeks! Let me talk to you for a while!” The greasy man was now following Evie and Bucky. “I bet I can show you a better time than he can, baby girl. Come on, let me talk to you.” He reached his hand out, gripping Evie’s arm and pulling her to face him.

“Please don’t touch me.” “Get your fucking hands off her, you dick.” The man took a step backwards away from the pair.

“Well, fine you bitch! I didn’t want you anyway, fucking fat ass.”

“Hey, you don’t just get to fucking walk away, you jackass! Apologize to her.”

“Why should I apologize to her? I was giving her a compliment.” Bucky’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. Did this guy just fucking--

“Okay, buddy.” Bucky went to approach the man to settle their disagreement when Evie stopped him.

“James, leave it. Let’s go.” She kept walking and Bucky didn’t want to leave her alone, not after that whole debacle.

“What the fuck was that Evie?” He questioned quickly, she shook her head in response but never verbally responded to him. A few paces later, the pair was about to pass a group of men leaned up against the brick wall behind them. Brown paper bags crunched around bottles were grasped in their hands. Drunken laughter was ringing out through the near empty streets.

“Hey baby! Why don’t you come on over here so we can talk to ya!” One of the men began to step in front of Evie effectively stopping her movement. The eighteen year old took a few steps backwards, coincidentally into Bucky’s chest. His arms came up to meet hers, about to move in front of her in a protective stance.

“Woah, you got a bodyguard baby?” The man tilted his head and stared at Evie. “You know you don’t need him sweetheart.”

“Damn, baby girl. You’re fine as hell.” Another man walked to stand next to the first. “What do I gotta do to get you in my bed?”

“Please leave us alone.”

“No, baby girl I don’t think that’s what’s going to happen.” Bucky stepped in front of Evie protectively.

“I think she told you to leave us alone.” The two men in front of Bucky didn’t waver. Two raised brows and a fit of laughter later, they still maintained their ground.

“Why? You guys going somewhere to fuck? Already got a piece of that ass and don’t want to share it big man?”

“That’s just cold. You gotta share sometime. And it’s just easier to do it now rather than later.” Evie trembled behind Bucky and leaned up so only Bucky could hear her.

“Come on Bucky, let’s just go back to the apartment.” She tugged on his right arm, fingers digging into his soft flesh. Bucky was sure that he would have crescent shaped indentations where her nails laid in because of how much she was gripping him.

Bucky’s eyes flicked up and down the two men in front of him, assessing how much of a threat they were. They were clearly enough of a threat to frighten Evie to the point of wanting to go home. Bucky gave Evie a stiff nod, not taking his eyes off of the men.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going baby? We’re just getting started!” One of them yelled at the pair as he reached out to grab Evie’s forearm. A split second later, Bucky’s left hand balled into a fist and he launched it at the man’s face. A loud crack resounded and a groan left the man’s mouth as he hit the ground. A look of shock fell across the other’s faces as they saw Bucky standing over their fallen comrade. The group took several steps away from the pair, holding their hands up in surrender.

“Don’t you ever touch a woman without her permission, you fucking prick.” Bucky then turned quickly, grabbing Evie’s wrist tightly and hauling her away from the men. Several paces later, Bucky still held a tight grip on the girl's arm.

“Bucky, you’re kind of hurting me.” Evie’s voice broke through Bucky’s barriers. He let up on how fast he was walking and then dropped Evie’s arm.

Worried eyes scanned her body for any bruising, “I’m so sorry, doll. Are you okay?” Evie laughed as she was rubbing her sore wrists.

“Bucky, that’s normal for any woman. Ever.” Shaking her head, she began walking back towards the apartment. “We could’ve kept on going to Walgreens, but I wasn’t sure your fragile heart could take it.” Bucky drew in his brows and a deep frown etched itself into his features.

“What the hell do you mean that’s normal, Evelyn?” He thrust his arm behind them, gesturing to what they just went through. “Nothing about that was normal.” Still shaking her head, the eighteen year old shrugged her shoulders.

“It’s normal for women.” She glanced at Bucky as she continued on her way. “Also, I know that you were probably just defending my honor or protecting me or whatever, but I want you to really think back, Buck. Think about when you were picking up women in the forties, did you ever push when they didn’t want to have that drink with you? Did you continuously ask for them to dance with you?”

“No, I told you. My Ma raised me the right way.” They walked up to the apartment building and Bucky reached for the door handle. Evie began making her up the stairs, Bucky not far behind her. She stopped suddenly, a few flights before Cassie’s apartment.

“What about your friends?” Bucky was taken aback. His memories were still a bit fuzzy about those times, but he could remember clearly enough. Although he wasn’t quite sure what she meant by the questions she was asking.

“What are you getting at Evie?” He huffed while opening the door to Cassie’s apartment. Freddie and Penny were lounged on the couch with an almost empty bottle of wine. Cassie’s head shot up at the sound of the two walking in the doorway. Evie dumped her things off on the granite countertop and turned on her heel to stare at Bucky.

“Did you ever stop your friends when women said no?” The quiet laughter between Penny and Freddie stopped suddenly as Evie’s question hung in the air. All eyes were on Bucky as he gulped and thought back to the times at the bars. Out with Steve and the other Howling Commandos, did they ever do that? He tried to think of a time when they pushed for what they wanted to happen. Of a time when the woman they were pursuing reluctantly gave in because they wouldn’t leave her alone. Evie didn’t wait for an answer, she could see that he was processing everything.

“So why did you stop those guys back there?” Her brows raised and her head tilted in question. Bucky took a deep breath and was about to answer when Evie cut him off. “By punching that guy out there, you’re a hero and we should all thank you and congratulate you for doing the right thing.” She stepped closer to Bucky and the three in the living room understood where Evie was going.

“What do you think would have been said if I would’ve punched him? Sure, you would’ve said something snappy and nice about how I can take care of myself. The general public though? They would say that I overreacted.”

“Easy Evie, he’s still learning.” Cassie said quietly. Bucky was thankful for that, he still did have a lot to learn but it felt like Evie was attacking him. That’s the point, you fucking dumbass. If you had been berating her for putting herself in danger by punching that guy, you would think she was reckless.

“Her point, Bucky, is that the double standard for men and women goes beyond what we expect. Everyone goes crazy for the knight saving the damsel, but everyone hates the damsel for saving herself.” Freddie explained from the comfort of the couch. Bucky nodded, starting to understand the concept. “And her questions about your old buddies. That has to do with the fact that you’re part of the problem.”

“What problem is that?” Bucky was honestly scared to know the answer but he knew to fully learn, he had to get all the facts, both good and bad.

“Stunting the growth of feminism. Being one of the people perpetuating the fact that it’s okay for men to be violent, but not for women.”

“Violence in the form of defending oneself in any capacity.” In Bucky’s line of work, he sees tons of capable and strong women. Natasha, Okoye, Shuri, Sharon, he could think of so many. Then he tried to think of when any of them got the limelight like Steve or himself.

“So it’s like anytime that there would be press releases for the team, and the interviewers would come and ask us questions,” he paused to think how to word what he wanted to say, “they always ask the guys about like super important things like how we’re keeping the city safe and stuff. But when they talk to the girls, they ask about their workout schedule and if they can wear underwear under their suits?”

“Yes, it’s exactly like that Bucky. That’s just a different form of it.” Evie replied quickly. She came up to hug Bucky. “I didn’t mean to attack you or anything, but this is something that we all feel is really important for you to grasp now that you’re back out there.”

“And now that you can recognize when it’s happening, the next important step is to stop it before it happens.” Penny yelled from the living room as she downed the last of the bottle in her hand.

“I’m so sorry, Evie. I didn’t know.”

“I know, I’m sorry too. You’re still figuring stuff out, but I needed you to see what it was really like for women.”

“Okay.” Bucky nodded. “How can I help this situation?” The group exchanged proud looks.

“Well, educate everyone around you. Don’t let it happen when you’re around.” Cassie said as she walked into the kitchen to crack open another bottle of wine. “And just support women. Push our problems into the public’s eye.” Bucky smiled, he could handle that, he was good at that.

Considering he was on his way to becoming a member of the Avengers, he would be able to influence from up high. He could openly support groups that were run by women, for women. He was used to standing in the background for things he didn’t believe in, so standing for something that he did was going to be a cakewalk.

A concern floated into the forefront of Bucky’s mind. He looked down at Evie, who had just recently released him from her death grip of a hug. “You know how to defend yourself right?”

Evie’s brows raised in a challenging manner, “Do I look like I don’t know how to defend myself?” The man shook his head and smiled as the surrounding group laughed. Cassie poured a glass of wine and cracked open a bottle of beer for Bucky.

They all made their way to the comfy couches to snuggle in for a movie night, satisfied with their teachings for the night.

“What are we watching tonight?”

“Well, in the spirit of feminism, we are going to watch Legally Blonde.” Penny commented as she picked up the remote. “And it’s Freddie’s favorite so yeah.”

The lights clicked off as the opening credits ran for the movie. Bucky looked around his group of friends as they giggled at the screen. Evie had her head in Cassie’s lap and she was stretched across the sofa with her feet tucked under Bucky’s thigh. Freddie and Penny were curled up in the loveseat across from where Bucky was. Pieces of popcorn and glasses of red wine were being passed from person to person, with the exception of Evie who was still underage. The energy surrounding the five of them was something Bucky hadn’t experienced in a long time and he wasn’t going to give it up anytime soon either.

A large grin overtook his face, although today was one of the harder lessons for him to learn, he wouldn’t want anyone else to be teaching him.

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💎 - Adjusting your/their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. The tie thing for Bucky! Pls 😍🙏

The Christmas Tie

Thank you my love for the request! I hope you enjoy this!

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: None? Just fluff

Request: 💎 - Adjusting your/their jewelry/necktie/ etc.

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Word Count: A couple hundred?

A/N:

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"Bucky! We're gonna be late!" You holler over your shoulder from your vanity seat as you put in your earrings which are composed of multiple shining stars that jingle slightly when you move; Classic yet modern with a hint of holiday cheer. Perfect for Tony's annual Christmas party.

"I know!" He returns from the bathroom sink where you can just make out his stout form in the mirror as he trims his beard. You stand, adjusting your dress with one hand and swiftly applying your new lipstick with the other. Titled snowfleek, it's a deep, matte red that accentuates the dress you're wearing, which accentuates the rest of your body.

Taking one last glance you turn on your heels, practically running straight into Bucky who's standing less than a stride away, his eyes taking in your outfit with a sort of awe-filled, possessive gaze. You get the feeling he'd been standing there for longer than it had taken you to see him.

"You're killin' me, darlin," he sighs, running a hand over his face and taking half a step back, eyes still glued to you.

"Many have tried, none have succeeded, Sergeant Barnes," you tease, stepping closer and wrapping your arms around his neck loosely, feeling the warmth of his hands against your hips.

"Yeah but you get closer to succeeding every time I look at you," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your lips before you can do anything but melt into it.

Pulling away you let out something between a gasp and a sigh of exasperation when you see your new lipstick now coating Bucky's lips instead of yours. You can't suppress a laugh as you grab a tissue from the nearby dresser and begin wiping it from his lips. "Now look what you did, didn't even give my lipstick time to set," you hum, biting your lip in concentration.

"Worth it," he mutters and you giggle, unable to stop the smile that spreads across your now unevenly tinted lips as a blush dusts your cheeks and you look down, eyes catching on the lopsided, haphazardly done tie he's wearing.

"Bucky," you laugh again, eyes sparkling in amusement. "What did you do?"

"What?" he says, brows furrowing in confusion, his eyes following your hands as they go from his shoulders to his chest.

"Your tie," you explain, undoing it slowly, the material unwinding from the confusing twists and turns he put it through.

"What's wrong with my tie?" He pouts, having all the looks of a kicked puppy. You let out another chuckle. Men.

"There's nothing wrong with the tie- the colors look amazing on you," you say, shooting him a heart-stopping grin. "You just need to have someone else put it on right," you tease, tucking the end over, around, across, and back up again smoothly before pulling it down through the loop and snugging it against the collar of his white button-up.

You glance up, finding Bucky staring at you with a sort of confused, impressed, loving gaze. "What?" You ask, reaching behind him to pull the shirt collar over the back of the tie, gently tugging at the soft material before smoothing your fingers down the front of the tie, your hand resting against his chest.

"Nothin. Your just so beautiful, doll. Dunno how I got so lucky."

"I think I'm the lucky one," you smile, untangling yourself from him and making your way to the vanity once more to reapply your lipstick.

He says nothing, taking in the way your lips part as you swipe the dark silky, matte substance over them in a well practiced motion before shooting him that smile in the mirror. He knows you don't believe it, but he's the lucky one, and as long as he has you, he always will be.

-------The End!----------

This really wasn't about the tie? But like? IDK I thought it was cute maybe?? I don't even know if I'm a writer anymore. I hope it was okay my love

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[peppersonironi]

This Is… Exactly What It Looks Like

Part One: Rhodey

Summary:

Sam silently prayed that Bucky had left his phone in their room. Or maybe he had headed out for errands?

Alas, the universe was not with Sam Wilson on that day.

As soon as Rhodey had pressed ‘call’ a ringing noise came from the other room. Specifically: a ring tone. And not just any ringtone. It was audio from a Life Alert commercial.

Sam silently cursed his outrageous sense of humor.

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AKA: 5 times the Avengers found out Sam and Bucky were dating, and 1 time it was the public

Notes:

It's my first Sambucy Fic! I hope you like it!

Now this fic was inspired by THIS post by @wenellyb. I thought it was hilarious, and just had to write it. Also, I adore these types of fics, so I just had to extend it out. I really hope you all enjoy it!

Quick note for some light language in this. And maybe it'll be ooc? idk. I really leaned into the more humorous sides of these characters, but I hope it remains good.

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One of the best kept secrets in this modern day and age was that Sam Wilson is a little shit .

Case in point: he knew perfectly well that Bucky liked to make breakfast while Sam was out on a run for the both of them. And yet, today, he had decided to weaponize his knowledge that his boyfriend was most definitely not a morning person and go out early so that he would have enough time to make it himself.

If Sam were to tell Bucky exactly why, it would be some snarky remark about not liking his toast burned - it never was - or there wasn’t enough sugar in the coffee - there always was. But if Sam were to be honest with himself, he’d admit that he loved the look on Bucky’s face when he saw his favourite meal.

So that was how Sam found himself, at eight o’clock in the morning, chopping up a melon and waiting for his baked oatmeal to be ready. It was calm this early in the morning, peaceful.

So, of course, it was at that exact moment, just when Sam had had that thought, that a knock came at the door.

Sam sighed heavily but set down his knife, wiped his hands, and went to get the door.

“Rhodey?” Sam asked, a touch surprised to see him. Especially at his and Bucky’s apartment. And in the morning.

Rhodey nodded in greeting. “Hey, Sam. Are you busy?”

Sam frowned but gestured for Rhodey to come in. “Not really. What do you need?”

Rhodey sighed and rubbed his temples. “There’s been some chatter about arms dealers in Italy that’s been going on, and I was working on it, so they sent me to get you. You up for some Captain America-ing?”

“Sure,” Sam grinned, “When do we move out?”

“As soon as possible, if you can manage it.”

Sam glanced back at the oven, and his plans for that morning and sighed internally. But he knew this is what he had signed up for. And he loved the job, he really did. He just wished Rhodey had waited a few more hours.

Sam nodded. “Alright, let me grab my stuff. Any other stops we’re making?”

Rhodey shook his head, “I don’t think anyone else is available at the moment.” He paused to consider, pursing his lips together. “Actually, have you talked to Bucky recently? I think he would be very useful on this mission, we need all the help we can get.”

Shit.

Sam shrugged as casually as he could manage. He did want to lie to Rhodey, but… the alternative was less that ideal.

Rhodey nodded. “You know what? I think I’ll give him a call, see if he’s available.”

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

“I don’t if that’s-”

But it was too late. Rhodey had already grabbed his phone from his pocket, dialed, and lifted it to his ear.

Sam silently prayed that Bucky had left his phone in their room. Or maybe he had headed out for errands?

Alas, the universe was not with Sam Wilson on that day.

As soon as Rhodey had pressed ‘call’ a ringing noise came from the other room. Specifically: a ring tone. And not just any ringtone. It was audio from a Life Alert commercial.

Sam silently cursed his outrageous sense of humor.

Rhodey glanced over towards the noise, and Sam followed, and died a little bit inside.

Set out on the coffee table in their living room, with the extra wide screen that Sam had gotten because “it’s easier on your old man eyes”, was Bucky’s phone. Lit up. WIth Rhodey’s name prominently displayed, announcing to all the world that the colonel was calling.

Rhodey and Sam slowly turned their gazes back to each other, staring in silence.

Neither moved.

The only sound in the room was Bucky’s phone, still playing “Help! I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!

Slowly, the song faded out and the phone in the other room went dark. Rhodey lowered his own cell from his ear and pocketed it. All the while maintaining eye contact with Sam.

Neither spoke.

The house was silent.

Or at least, it was until a low groaning came from one of the hallways. For the first time in the past two minutes, Rhodey and Sam tore their gazes away from each other and directed them to the lumbering form of one Bucky Barnes, who had just woken up for the first time and was dressed in pajamas to match.

“Hey sweetheart?” Bucky asked, rubbing his eyes. “Was that my phone ringing?”

When no answer came, Bucky glanced fully into the kitchen, and realised what was going on.

“Oh. Hi, Rhodey.”

Rhodey nodded in greeting. “Hi, Bucky.”

This time the silence that followed was three times as suffocating. The three men stood in awkward positions, no one quite sure what to do or say.

Sam glanced back at the oven, begging his baked oatmeal to be ready.

Bucky eyed Rhodey and then the coffee maker, debating how impolite it would be to go over and drink from the pot.

Rhodey glanced between the two men, who apparently lived together and called each other “sweetheart” and were most definitely not what he was expecting that morning, and felt way out of his depth.

“Am I… interrupting something?” Rhodey finally asked.

Sam sighed heavily. “Only breakfast.”

He took this as his cue to go back around the island and finish chopping up the melon. As he did so, he shot a look at Bucky.

“Buck, Rhodey here needs us to go to Italy. Are you up for it?”

Bucky narrowed his eyes ever so slightly and gave a sharp yet shallow nod.

“I’m gonna need a verbal response over here,” Sam said tiredly, and Rhodey got a feeling this wasn’t the first time that the couple had had this exchange. And they were a couple, right?

Bucky narrowed his eyes even more at Rhodey before he began to slowly edge past the visitor and into the kitchen. He didn’t blink a single time.

Sam didn’t seem the least bit bothered as he kept chopping up fruit. He offered up a piece for Bucky when he came up to his side, and the former assassin plucked it from the captain’s fingers.

Bucky kept staring at Rhodey as he lifted the piece of melon to his lips, and took a slow, methodical bite.

Rhodey closed his eyes for a long moment and took a deep breath. For the first time he was thankful for Tony’s crazy phase, it had given the man much practice in patience.

Ten seconds later, when Rhodey was thoroughly sure that he had calmed himself down, he opened his eyes.

Bucky was still staring at him.

Rhodey almost swore in his moment of surprise. What was up with this guy? Did Hydra replace his eyelids along with his arm? Did he have some kind of second eyelid? Yeah, that must be it. Bucky was part crocodile.

Sam huffed out a small laugh, albeit slightly uncomfortable. “Hey, Buck?” He said, “You can blink now.”

Bucky blinked and shook his head slightly as he tore his gaze away from Rhodey and toward Sam. He visibly softened, his face completely transforming. He wasn’t quite smiling, but it was close.

If Rhodey were a weaker man, or maybe a fangirl, he would have gone: “Awwww!”

He settled for a knowing smile.

“You two been together very long?” He asked as casually as possible.

The couple pulled their eyes away from each to look back at Rhodey, and said colonel was getting the distinct impression that they might have forgotten he was there.

“A while,” Bucky said grudgingly.

Sam rolled his eyes, smiling.

Ah, there was a story there wasn’t there?

But, alas, Rhodey decided that he’d just stick to the point. “I’m happy for you both, really.”

“Thanks, Rhodey.” Sam smiled.

Just then the timer beeped over the oven, and Sam glanced back. Finally! His baked oatmeal was ready!

Sam pulled open the oven door then reached over to his right to grab an oven mitt when Bucky came right up behind him and used his metal hand to pull out the pyrex baking dish.

A wink and smirk, and the breakfast oats were placed on the top of the stove where it could cool off.

“Not that this scene of domestic bliss isn’t adorable,” Rhodey called, “But… arms dealers? Italy? Time sensitive? The bomb threat?”

Now that sure got the pair’s attention.

“There’s a bomb threat?!”

“Why didn’t you say anything?!”

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I wasn't technically tagged, but got it from @luninosity. :D

Rules: List all your WIP titles, all meaning even the ones that are vague or nonsensical. Tag as many people as there are WIPs (that might be a lot, so we’ll see!)

I have a lot so I'll separate them by ship, I guess (since I only really write the same ones lol)

FrostIron

- 30 Day OTP Porn Challenge: I've still got 12 days left to do. Day 19 has a... wobbly outline.

- College AU smutty one-shot for a friend: outline/prompt was given to me by said friend. Tony's an exchange student living in London, where he bumps into fresh from Norway student Loki, who needs help getting around. Tony offers to help, things lead to things. Smut.

- Fools Rush In: previously posted six completed chapters, but I hit a bad writer's block and took it down. I hope to someday finish it. it was one of the first long fics I started that was in-universe.

- Real Genius AU: semi-outlined, based on the 1985 movie with Val Kilmer. Chris Knight gives off heavy Tony Stark-vibes.

- Royals AU - outlined, a couple of chapters written. Kind of got the idea from the E! show The Royals. It's an ambitious fic, too. It was the first fic I brought in other characters besides the core Avengers, such as Erik Lehnsherr, Wanda and Pietro Maximoff, and tbh if I were to start working on this today, I'd throw in Sam Wilson and maybe other characters.

- The Flame: another, like FRI, that was previously published on AO3. Up to five chapters, lots of scenes written but not strung together yet. Initially looks like ThunderFrost, but it is inevitably FrostIron (no Thor and Loki were not brothers). Idk if I'll ever get back to this one tbh.

- The House Guest: the storyline is all planned out, but I've only written two chapters. It's genderbent -- Antonia Stark and fem Loki Laufeyson. I've even got edits done. I'm hoping to work on it this year.

MaLoki

- Live-action Maleficent/Thor movies crossover: I've had this one in my WIP pile for almost a decade. It was something cooked up with @vikishus around the time the first Maleficent movie came out (I think). I've just never sat down to write anything for it.

Stucky

- Musician!Bucky and Firefighter!Steve, modern day au: has a storyline, and a few pieces/scenes written. (Mixed in is some SamTasha)

- The Greatest Showman-ish AU: some idea jotted down after repeated viewings of the movie lol

- Every Piece Will Find Its Place: post-Winter Soldier prompt given to me anonymously; storyline sketched out, opening written

- 1950s Matinee Idol AU: an idea I sketched from a tumblr post I saw forever ago

ThunderFrost

- Hurricane: sequel to my one ThunderFrost fic, Lead the Way. The plot's kinda there and some bits.

WinterFrost

- The Christmas Date: my perpetual almost-done gift for a good friend. It's literally nearly done. But I can't seem to get it down.

- All I Ask: my artist!Loki and recovering vet!Bucky AU. Been working on it for about five years now. Four chapters are done, with other scenes, and a full plot sketched out.

- Nobody's Hero: a prompt sent to me anonymously that's canon divergent. Bucky and Loki meet and fall in love in the 1940s, then Bucky goes off to war and the first Cap movie ensues. Fast forward to the present day, Loki finds Winter Soldier!Bucky and fights to break through his Hydra brainwashing.

- Second Time Around: like Fools Rush In and The Flame, I removed this from AO3 when I hit a block. Three chaps and a plot 3/4 written. Bucky is more a mix of Bucky and TJ from Political Animals (cuz I started it around the time that was on the air).

- Whatever It Takes: my single Dad AU. Seven chaps completed. The whole plot done. Just gotta write it!

- Snow/Zima RP: my attempt to transform my long ago RP with my ex into a more readable fic-like story. It's not easy lol.

WinterFrostIron

- I have a random OT3 prompt waiting to be written with these three. 🤷🏽‍♀️

WinterIron

- Bodyguard AU: got a plotline and a few scenes. Hoping to work on this soon.

- Alt Prompt 12: I posted a prompt for #12 in the 100 Ways to Say ILY challenge already, but I had another idea I sketched out that was totally different. Still might make a good one-shot.

- @teadrinkingwolfgirl's angst prompt: it's a blank doc staring at me in my Google drive.

Random Ships

- Harley/Bucky: I don't remember who sent this to me. But it's basically a DC/Marvel crossover. Joker's involved with Hydra, Harley is his Asset. She bolts, the Winter Soldier is sent after her.

- Loki/? Xmas prompt: one of those random Xmas prompts that make the rounds every year. Haven't decided who to pair him with yet.

- Fantasy Rom/Com starring Chris Pine and Tom Hiddleston: Okay, so this was taken from a random article online about fantasy romcoms that would be fun. This was one. And I was like, yo, I could write that. So far all I have is the prompt lol.

I don't even know how many I just wrote, so I'll tag a few peeps and if you're reading, feel free to do it!

@teadrinkingwolfgirl, @ishipanarmada, @bouncydragon, @rennemichaels (sorry I can't think of anyone else!)

xoxo

#fic tag meme #this took me all day yall

[pedrito-friskito]

tumblr writers q&a

thank u sweet @littlemisspascal ♥️

1) How many complete fics/oneshots do you have but haven’t published yet? everything is a wip LMAO I have a few fics that are only on my ao3 but I will eventually bring them here

2) How many WIPs do you have? 6 series that are actually in progress, 3-4 oneshots I haven’t finished yet, and about a million ideas.

3) Do you take requests, write original fics or both? all of the above! I’ve never gotten requests but I did like JUST get back into tumblr ☺️

4) If you have requests how many do you actually have? NONE RIGHT NOW BUT Y’ALL CAN CHANGE THAT AT ANY TIME!

5) How many fandoms do you write for? most Pedro Pascal characters, Oscar Isaac, Marvel (mainly Bucky Barnes and Matt Murdock), I’d be open to others if I had ideas!

6) Is there any fandoms you used to write for? hahahahahaha once upon a time I ran a One Direction fanfic tumblr that I’m pretty sure is still floating around here somewhere

7) Do you write for ships, reader inserts or OC? mainly reader insert

8) Niche fandom/ Characters you write for? I guess Marcus Pike is kind of niche? idk

9) Do you read fics as well as write them? damn straight

10) Favourite genre to write for? romance and angst

11) What is your favorite trope (to read/write)? love a good enemies-to-lovers but I find it really hard to write (trying to change that tho!)

12) What do you do to get motivated to write? put on my writing playlist on spotify, watch something including the character I wanna write for, and read some fics

13) Is there a trope/genre you like to read, but not write? I really like different universe aus (like modern to historical or vice versa) but but I don’t like trying to write them 😂 kudos to those who do!

14) Any characters/fandoms you want to write for that are never requested? I haven’t done requests yet but tbh I’d love to write something for Oberyn Martell, also Chris Evans/Henry Cavill characters

15 How long have you been writing fanfiction? it’s always been on my back burner but got back into it really in May 2021

16) Did you read fanfiction before you started writing? yes

17) Do you only post on Tumblr, or any other sites? just here and ao3 ☺️

18) what do you personally consider the wordcounts of "Drabble", "One shots" and "fics"? I don’t think you can really put wordcounts on them - drabble is more like “here are my thots”, oneshots are a single scene story, and fics are a multiple chapters/parts

19) Which do you prefer to write more? I have more fics than oneshots lmao but I’m also liking the idea of writing shorter stories within an established world (which is my plan for my Javier Peña fics) and doing shorter oneshots after a story is completed (I have some of those planned out already for my Din Djarin fic and I’m so excited)

20) Are there any stories you have discontinued? If so, why? both my bucky fics (which are currently only on ao3)…I don’t want to say they’ve been discontinued, but I tend to write what I’m watching, and I haven’t had a marvel binge in a while so I’ve been writing more Pedro stuff. that being said, I’m not abandoning them completely! I will come back eventually!

21) What is one of your main "pet-peeves" as a writer on Tumblr?  I count myself lucky not to have had any rude anons in my inbox, but it definitely upsets me to know other people have to deal with them

22) Do you write at a particular time of day? during the week before bed, basically all day on the weekends

23) Do you listen to music, ambiance/noise, to write or do you need total silence? noise! I have a specific spotify playlist that I put on or the tv in the background

24) Do you outline your fics at all before writing? yes and no. depends on the fic. I keep track of everything on my phone so whenever inspo strikes I can put it somewhere

25 Do you post your writing as soon as you finish it, or do you schedule it to come out at a specific time/day? usually as soon as I finish it. I edit myself, and find if I stare at something for too long I start to pick it apart, so I just put it out into the universe and call it a day

tagging: no pressure @littlemousedroid @she-devil-jones @saintmurd0ck @mandosmistress

#people tagging me in things I feel so loved 🥺 #kay talks to people #my fics

[misscampacyn]

Imagine being Steve’s modern day daughter, but being closer to Tony.

Steve stands in the common area and sees you and Tony sitting on the couch watching a movie and laughing. Steve feels a pang of jealousy seeing how you and Tony are so close, yet you and him rarely talked.

He remembered when he was unfrozen the thought he was alone only to discover Hydra had stolen samples of his sperm (IDK why SHIELD would have this) from Shields. They ad hopped you being Steve’s daughter would be another Super Soldier. However, you were born a normal girl to their dismay. As a ten year old you had been quite attached to Steve. But now at 15 you spent more time with Tony. You were sassy and sarcastic that if you didn’t know Steve was your father they would thing Tony was your actual dad.

Steve didn’t really see Tony as a role model but you naturally gravitated toward him. However, Tony did encourage you to get good grades.

One day you ran into the training room looking fro Steve. You found him training with Bucky.

“Dad!” you called out.

Surprised Steve looked up.

“Dad Tony helped me to apply to a gifted school, and I got excepted, but I need you to sign forms,” you say.

Steve looked at Bucky who was smiling at him.

“Tell me about it,” says Steve.

And you did, you told him about the school for engineering students. You had gotten a scholarship to pay your school. The best thing was it was near the tower. Steve smiled at you seeing the excitement you held to go to this school.

“Here you go,  and I want to go to that tour around campus,” says Steve.

“Thank you, The tour is next week,” you say.

Steve sighed, maybe he had judged Tony for being a bad role model.

Tony walked by the training area and sees Steve’s smilie.

“I see she got you to sign the forms,” says Tony.

“Thank you Tony for helping her,” says Steve.

“She’s a good girl,” she reminds me of you capsicle,” says Tony.

“That’s exactly what I tell him, but he says she is nothing like him,” says Bucky.

“ She has your sarcasm,” says Tony.

“Anyway Thank you for helping her with the applications,” says Steve.

“ Yeah well she helps me with all the suit upgrades, she’ll be a gifted engineer. Maybe she can work for me,” says Tony.

Steve smiles at the idea that his daughter is gifted.

#steve rogers x daughter!reader #imagine captain america #imagine tony stark #marvel imagines #marvel

[honestlyfrance]

first lines

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!

thank you so much @buckyrhodey for the tag!! miss youu 💕

idk what were my last stories so i went deep for these hehe, mostly a mix of published and wips

1. A Better Starry Night (sam/bucky ; horror)

The sky was silent. There’s a thundering crack from down the horizon, heads turning down by the mountainside. It seems to be approaching — faster now.

2. the sweetest tragedy (sam/bucky; mcd) - def a fave of mine!

It's a goddamn tragedy, it's what it is. You love him but he's leaving, high on euphoria with a rank under his name, you're going to lose him in every universe and there's nothing you could do about it.

3. to cease intimacy (sam/bucky ; first date) - this makes me yearn till this day

It's that moment when your heart hitched in your throat and you're unable to breathe freely, feeling asphyxiation nipping at your veins, it’s like you know that your heart was too full of emotion to function right, too much love that sends your heart running a marathon. It was a good feeling, a blissful moment, yet there was that betrayal within it that makes you question your feelings over and over again because there’s that one question running through your head: “Why is it him?” but it’s all good, everything’s peachy-keen because you don’t have to hide it anymore — you had to show it now, however, and that was a wave of dread coming all at once.

4. hug infinitely (sam/bucky ; protective!bucky)

It’s only a fact that you can’t protect who you love from every little inconvenient thing. You can’t fix every crack in the world just so you could breathe easy thinking your love wouldn’t trip. You also can’t make the sun go away so your love can’t get a sunburn on your nice little beach date. It’s miserable thinking that the world just has it’s ways to hurt your love, but that’s reality, and to have it bother you so much, it’s only a tragedy in three acts.

5. falling in love against gravity (sam/bucky ; sam centric) - i loved exploring sam’s experience with flying in this one

Falling was a violent act. You’ll trust the fall with intent so dangerous it’s almost like a kiss with death, and you’ll love it. You’ll love how you can fall backward and have a night with death. You’ll love how you could close your eyes and never open them again. Yet, you fly instead somehow. You fall then you fly, defying the law of gravity.

6. pine (wip name) (sam/bucky/steve ; thirst tweet acc)

The thing is, it didn't happen suddenly at all. They had mulled it all over, understood the risks and consequences. It's dangerous work, and there's no assurance that they'll make it out with their dignity, but what the hell. The 21st century needed more of Captain America and the Winter Soldier pining over the Falcon; let them be.

7. (wip name after mutual heh) (sam/bucky)

Little boys growing up in grand houses and ocean views are the kind of boys who would like adventure, the kind of boys who would yearn for the woods, and cozy little cabins in farms. Instead, December comes and they grow up smoking like chimneys in winter. Yes, little boys grow up and move into cities with blinking white lights, but they always come back seeking adventure.

8. death speaks (they called it kindness) (sam/bucky ; sam centric ; wip)

They say death aches like a motherfucker. Sam Wilson presses on it like a bruise, wanting to feel something before the sensation leaves his senses. He’ll ache for it, flawlessly manipulating it, and sooner or later, he’ll resurface and regret every single bruise he’d made. They say death licks all the wounds of the forgotten faces away, but to Sam, it’s just unforgivable.

9. milkshakes in two (sam/steve/bucky ; stucky fight for sams luv ; wip)

Truth is, love comes in many forms, but the form of a fist fight at a parking lot in three in the goddamn morning, like a modern-day Achilles versus Hector except they both leave with a cut under the eye and a broken nose instead of, you know, a bloody corpse, is just as romantic as leaving cute sticky notes around the house for them to see. It’s even more romantic if they noticed it, but sometimes a romantic gesture such as a fist fight between two supersoldiers need to tilt towards the murder part of Troy before a certain Falcon could notice.

10. field of flowers (sam/bucky fatws drabble 1x03)

When you look into Sam Wilson’s eyes, maybe you might see something surreal. Maybe something you shouldn’t have seen in the first place. After all, the eyes are the window to the soul, wouldn’t it be quite intrusive to look at him so bare?

(yall know my damn first lines are chunky paragraphs long so more below 🥰 )

11. love sweeter than candy, cavities to the heart (sam/bucky) 

It’s not that Sam despised the idea of it, in fact, he breathes it in like cocaine, feeling the rush and instant fall of his senses, and maybe it’s not actually drugs to him but maybe something milder, like, a kiss, one that is so slow and soft that it makes him scream at the deprivation, making himself aware of how desperate he just was about touch, literally any sort of touch, but then again, it’s Sam we’re talking about; suppressed and no-nonsense, he couldn’t possibly want something so good like some cliche grand romantic gesture that is too cheesy for its own good, and maybe it’s for the best that he keeps quiet about this want because it’s not like he gets it every day.

12. Partners (sam/bucky)

It was in the bathroom of a safe house that Sam Wilson finds himself bandaging himself up. There was a small gash on his forearm from the afternoon before; it ran down from below his shoulder blade to above his elbow, but it wasn’t as deep as it should be, just looking quite raw but wouldn’t need any serious stitching.  He’s been washing the same spot with clean water from the faucet for the past solid half hour, the sound of water gushing echoing in the tiny bathroom.

13.  oranges in october (sam/bucky) - this one!! this!!

You’d think that just because he had wings and he flies, that makes him an Icarus. Icarus fell to his death. He did not resurface, he did not live beyond that power. Sam Wilson soared high into the missiles of war and came back battered and red, dripping love and death as he stands in the aftermath of it all. You think he was an Icarus when he was actually Apollo. Anyone who gets close to him falls to the ocean waves, then sooner than later, he’s left singing eulogies as his heart rattles in a cage.

14.  It Rains Every April 10th (sam/bucky; mcd) - this too! ive been told by someone that this was the most accurate desc of depression theyve seen

Depression hits like a wave on a cliffside — sometimes you see it coming, sometimes you didn’t see it, and sometimes you just let it happen. It sometimes gnaws at your skin, always there, but more of a ghostly hand hovering over you; there’s that presence but you think you don’t have enough proof to prove it existed. Times like these you try your best to move but you become unmotivated, absolutely immobile except for the moments your body decides to exhaust itself for unrelated things you shouldn’t be doing. It takes a toll on you you wouldn’t even realize, and even then, who else realized it? You’re just tired. You don’t cry. You’re just tired.

15. to hold dear (sam/bucky)

Bucky Barnes didn’t want a lot of things. He’s got a really low bar of standards now, even just waking up without a threat on his life counts as a win. He doesn’t even mind if there wasn’t any more soap in the bathroom; he’s just glad he’s got a shower in the first place. Breakfast? God, he’s just glad that he could walk around a house with his guard let down.

i have no more (:

tagging: @enchanted-lightning-aes @siancore @pianistwriter80 @glittercake @lesbians-love-samwilson @mariahthelioness29 @rhodeslabs @lovelyirony :)

#sambucky #got tagged

[extremelyblackandwhite]

Okay imma annoy you for a little more

What if you met bucky during civil war but before Steve found bucky bc you were neighbors and you helped him with everyday things and then after endgame he sees you at the park and idk you decide what happens after☺️

you’re not annoying me at all

his apartment was in the middle of nowhere, nothing compared to the streets he used to know; yet it was quiet enough for no one to notice him

most of the tenants were old, barely remembering a word seconds after you told them, most of them but one of them

bucky had noticed her before, he did not know her name but he theorised she was a student since every time he saw her, she’d have a saddle bag over her shoulder and some books on her arms. 

if there was someone who he was aware off it was definitely her yet he double she knew who he was and even if she knew, she barely saw him.

it was another dark night in bucharest and bucky had just returned from the market, carrying most of his food on a worn out bag he’d found in the street one day

he grunted as he climbed yet another step, just wanting to be home and not worry if he was constantly being watched

the universe, however, had different plans for him as once he reached the last step, his bags strap broke loose and all its contents fell down, luckily, onto the floor of his flat. 

he sighed, collecting all of the fallen contents and shoving them inside the useless bag

“you forgot your orange” he turned around to see the student holding his orange in her hand “thanks” “no worries” “looks like you need a new bag” “yeah hm thanks” “you know what? i could fix it. seems like an easy enough sew job” “oh no, it’s ok” “we all go through hard times. besides, it’s really no bother. i’m y/n, by the way. your neighbour to the right” “james” 

from that day on, y/n became a permanent position in his life despite him initially not wanting her to be. turns out having someone who’s been living in the modern world longer than he has helped.

she helped him set out a water  and electricity bill as well as getting a few new appliances for his home by looking at second hand and charity shops

“i made some soup” “y/n” “it’s pumpkin carrot with some potatoes too. i know you  like your carbs” “you shouldn’t have” “nonsense, we’re neighbours” “shouldn’t you be studying” “i can study with you” “i don’t think it will be of any help” “you said you knew about history” “well yeah” “then you can help me”

over time bucky got used to having her around

“hey i got you a present” “this is why i didn’t want to tell you when my birthday was” “you’ll love it.” “a backpack?” “its new. black to match all your stuff and with a front strap so you can exercise with it” “y/n, it’s ... it’s great. thank you.” “happy birthday jamie” “oh god don’t call me jamie” “you are jamie now, just accept it” “am i your jamie?” “yes, you’re my jamie”

that was the night before steve came. he wanted to have said goodbye, he’d even tried looking for her somehow in wakanda but surfing the internet still wasn’t his best suit and he couldn’t find her

he couldn’t help but think of her every once in a while, even mentioning her to his therapist every once in a while

“come on gramps, we’re going on a run” “take sharon with you” “just because you’re like 600 years old does not mean you shouldn’t exercise” “if i go will you shut up?” “if you win me in a run, maybe”

he went down to the washington park where steve and sam used to exercise. normally he’d go alone yet sam didn’t seem to quit any time soon and so he did.

he was mostly off his head, running behind sam when he saw her

he thought he was merely being delusional as he saw her again, rimmed glasses sliding down her nose, same satchel yet her laid back clothes had been replaced by a slick black dress and black pumps

he ignored sam’s teasing of him, running in front of her 

she took a step back, not recognising who it was until his eyes met hers. she would know those eyes everywhere

“jamie” “y/n” she smiled, going to hug him despite the fact he was covered in sweat “i can’t believe you’re here. i thought you moved out into the city” “it’s complicated” “well ... after you moved out our staircase did go through some damage so maybe it was for the best” “yeah that might’ve been my fault” “what?” “long story, dollface. what are you doing here?” “i work down at the smithsonian. you could’ve helped me better with the 40s considering you lived them” “do you wanna go get some coffee or something?” “i was actually on my way to get lunch. what would you suggest?” “i guess it’s my turn to show you around” “i guess so”

[byesexualsatan]

OTPS/SHIP LIST

i feel like you get to know people better when you know what they ship so... here’s a list of my past & current ships ?? im bored, can u tell?

also if u know me, ignore this ty 

MILEVEN aka LITERAL KIDS PLS😭

mike wheeler and eleven/jane hopper from stranger things

otp in late 2017

personal hcs: they’re queer/bi. 

eleven def uses they/them pronouns

tbh i prefer byler and elmax now

background ships i like: joyce/hopper, jonathan/nancy... steve being bi and robin being the iconic lesbian that she is

DAMONA aka simonte

... simona and dante from the argentinian series simona

LMAO this one is from when i thought i was straight

otp in 2018

uhh bi dante and pan simona bc why not

literally forgot they existed until now

please don’t bully me

i truly thought i was straight

background ships: marisiena, junior/ailín

i was one of THE FOUNDERS of this ship istg... i was THERE when we were deciding the ship name (i voted for simonte but damona won smh)

SIMBAR aka bi awakening 

simón and ambar from the disney tv show soy luna 

yeah... sorry

otp in mid 2018

they’re gay!!! 

bi she/they punk ambar yesyesyes

totally forgot about them but they’re sexc af

so glad they were endgame

background ships: idk but luna is pan 

STEVEBUCKY aka stucky aka the end of the line

so... steve rogers (captain america) and bucky barnes (the winter soldier) 

otp in late 2018/early 2019? 

personal hcs: trans steve, bi bucky 

favourite fanfic trope: found family, high school smau

fuck endgame, all my homies hate endgame

background ships i like: thorbruce, scotthope, nat/sharon

im with u til the end of the line, pal :c

PERALTIAGO aka jamy 

jake peralta and amy santiago from brooklyn nine nine

started shipping them in 2018/2019 (i have no idea)

personal hcs: bi jake

favourite fanfic trope: casefics, pretend marriage 

(THEY’RE FUCKING MARRIED WITH CHILD NOW,,, BUT IN THOSE FICS IT WASN’T REAL YET)

background ships i like: gina and rosa, holt and kevin

PETERMJ aka spideychelle

peter parker (spider-man) and michelle mj jones !!1! from the mcu

otp in 2019

personal hcs: they’re both bi, mj is demisexual too

he/they & she/they solidarity

... trans/demiboy peter and demigirl mj🥺 

fav fanfic trope: school trip to stark tower, meeting the parents/avengers, smau 

obviously let’s ignore infinity war and endgame

background ships i like: ironstrange, pepperony, shuri/any woman

THORBRUCE aka gammahammer aka gays in space

thor odinson and bruce banner (hulk) from the mcu

started shipping them in 2019

personal hcs: thor also likes women

they both use they/them and neopronouns too 

fav fanfic trope: university au, smau, no civil war, no infinity war

this one is from my stan twitter era

background ships: stucky, tony/strange, nat/sharon, scotthope

CARMUEL aka spanish sexiest couple

carla rosón and samuel garcía from élite

otp in late 2019

...they’re bi. bc yes. and he/they samuel. 

she/vers carla sounds very sexc to me

i ‘shipped’ them in s1 simply bc they were both very hot and when it became canon in s2 i SCREAMED

deserved so much better.

INEFFABLE HUSBANDS aka i almost forgot about this one, sorry

crowley and aziraphale from good omens

uhh started shipping them in 2019/2020 ?

bi genderfluid crowley, non-binary aziraphale

idk they’re being anyways

fav trope: raising children!! confusing ppl bc crowley is sometimes a snake!!

background ships: uhh anathema & newton ig?

WOLFSTAR aka the one true way (and... puppies, too??)

sirius black and remus lupin from the harry potter saga

otp since 2020 (thank u, @aretheygayvideos​)

personal hcs: he/they gay sirius, he/they bi remus 

also love nonbinary remus and genderqueer sirius

fav fanfic trope: getting together !!!! FLUFF!!!!

background ships i like: jegulus, regulus/barty jr, dorlene, jily

VILLANEVE aka murdering wlw

villanelle and eve polastri from killing eve

s.s.t in 2020

she/they bisexual villanelle and pansexual eve

fav fanfic trope: flower/coffee shop :)

ty tumblr for spaming my dashboard when s3 came out bc that forced me to watch it to understand all the posts

sandra oh is the love of my life

ANDERPERRY aka this one is for the depressed dark academia folk

neil perry and todd anderson from dead poets society 

started shipping them in 2020

personal hcs: nonbinary neil, trans todd, both gay/androsexual

demiboy/nonbinary todd has a special place in my heart

fav fanfic trope: ALIVE!NEIL, roommates

background ships i like: charlie/knox, meeks/pitts

ZUKKA aka my favourite blue/red gays

sokka and zuko from avatar the last airbender < 3

started shipping them in 2020

personal hcs: gay zuko, genderfluid and bisexual sokka

sokka has adhd !! zuko is autistic !

favourite fanfic trope: fake dating

background ships i like: suki/yue*, ty lee/azula/mai, kataang

* please go check out s4pphos’ ig edit of them 

CASMUND aka royal pirate gays !!

caspian x and edmund pevensie from the chronicles of narnia

started shipping them in dec. 2020

personal hcs: bi caspian, mlm edmund 

love bisexual and nonbinary edmund too bc 👉projecting👈

fav fanfic trope: just. the plot of the movies but gay.

background ships: the dawn treader (ha-ha, get it? bc ship? im so funny)

tbh i don’t REALLY ship them that hard i just hate caspian/susan lmao

(susan is a lesbian)

BELLARKE aka m/f sexual tension™

bellamy blake and clarke griffin from the 100

started shipping them in 2021

personal hcs: she/they/xe bi clarke, he/ze omni bellamy

favourite fanfic trope: single parent bellamy, modern au (college, roommates)

i saw 2 seasons with my mom and then moved so,,, fuck i gotta finish it

EXTRAS

the “i don’t really ship them but if they’re together it’s better”

ty lee and mai

john watson and sherlock holmes

suki and yue

regulus black and james potter

azula and katara

regulus black and barty crouch jr

bugs bunny and daffy duck

emma and mr knightley

carol danvers and maria rambeau 

valkyrie and carol danvers

natasha romanoff and sharon carter

sam wilson and bucky barnes !!! (post endgame)

charlie “nuwanda” dalton and knox overstreet

dorcas meadowes and marlene mckinnon

azula, ty lee and mai

klaus hargreeves and dave

paul coates and alec hardy

cassie and maddy

jules and rue 

rue and lexi

fleabag and the hot priest

. . . more to add, probably

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