#tfaws finale

[ivybucky]

First Time - b.b. x gn!reader

Summary: You have a habit of calling people by cute nicknames or monikers, and Bucky isn't sure why it made him feel so good.

a/n: I'm breaking my hiatus finally!!! this is just a cute lil fic somewhat based on first time by hozier without the thought-provoking underlying angst. 1.9k

Content/Warnings: tfaws!Bucky, fluff, pining, tfaws fight scenes, zemo mention, multiple Sam appearances, references to fights/violence, use of y/n, use of the nickname doll when referring to the reader, friends to lovers? (let me know if i'm forgetting anything)

Masterlist

Believe it or not, Bucky Barnes tried to not think about his past. 

Though his efforts to make amends were a work-in-progress, and his name was brought up in the press more often than he preferred, Bucky Barnes tried to think about his past as little as possible. 

The first time you called him James was the first time he had liked the way it sounded. You had smiled at him, sweet and welcoming, as Sam introduced the two of you.

“It’s nice to meet you, James.” God, did it fall off your tongue in the nicest way. “Thank you for looking after birdbrain over here.” You giggled at Sam’s distant-sounding protest.

Bucky cracked a sideways smile, not being able to stop himself. “You can call me Bucky, doll.”

Your smile morphed into a sort of smirk, cheeks warming at the nickname he gave you. “Is that what you prefer?”

He hadn’t given it much thought anymore. He knew James as the person who enlisted in the military, the person who fell from the train following Captain America into the throws of war. James was the person who was Hydra’s plaything, the assassin, the monster he was so desperate to forget. Bucky was the charmer, the best friend of Steve Rogers, the swing dancer who had a habit of punching bullies(justified obviously). 

Now, he didn’t feel like either. Going by Bucky was the easiest option, since it was the part of him he was desperate to gain back. Talking to you however, he didn’t think he cared what he was called anymore. 

He gave you a soft grin, one that may have held a bit more meaning than flirtation. “I don’t mind either, you can call me whatever you want.”

—

The first time you called him by any kind of nickname was the day they went to Madripoor.

“Sammy! Buck!” You called their names as you waved big at them from the small airport hangar. 

Bucky tried to slow his heart as the pair walked closer to you. Sam let out a chuckle next to him, a teasing smile thrown his way. “Hope you don’t mind the extra company, Buck.”

With a frown and a grumble, Bucky widened his gait, the toe of his shoe catching on Sam’s, causing him to trip up momentarily. “Don’t call me that.”

He reached you first, allowing his smile wider further than before. “Hi Y/N, what’re you doin’ here?”

You placed a gentle hand on his left shoulder, rubbing back and forth. “It’s good to see you too,” you chuckled. “Sam told me what you guys are doing with Zemo. He thought I might be able to provide some kind of help, right Sam?”

Sam walked up with somehow both a smirk and scowl on his face and pulled you into a quick hug. “That’s right, though I might’ve invited you along so that I’m not the only one putting up with his old ass.”

Bucky scoffed, trying to ignore the lack of warmth from your otherwise occupied hands. “Are you sure about this, doll? This is probably gonna end with all of us on a watch list.”

You nudged his shoulder, your own smirk gracing your features. “As if I wasn’t on one already.”

The boys both chuckled, before Sam spoke up. “Speaking of watchlists, he’s here.”

Boarding the private jet that Zemo just happened to have, Bucky tried to keep his eyes on you the whole time, even as you sat in the leather seat between him and the window. 

“I’m sorry, I’m just fascinated by this - I don’t know what to call it,” your brows furrowed at the sentence, at the faint smirk that rested on Zemo’s face. “But this part seems important. Who is Nakajima?”

Bucky was out of his seat in an instant, metal fingers gripped tightly around his throat. Zemo’s face wiped itself of any amusement. Bucky spoke into his ear low and gruff, but it could easily be heard throughout the plane cabin. “You touch that again and I’ll kill you.” 

He snatched the notebook back into his and heavily sat back down into his seat, hand wound tight around the small journal

Your fingers reached across his lap and wrapped around his clenched metal fist, thumb rubbing soothingly over the back of his hand. “Just ignore him, sweetheart. You and I both know nothing that man says is worth anything.” 

Bucky looked down at your joined hands, then glanced up at you with a small smile. He gave your hand a couple of squeezes, and tried to focus back on the words being said throughout the rest of the plane ride. 

—

The first time you called him “baby” was during their fight with John Walker. 

Madripoor and Latvia had been filled with silent stares, small smiles, and soft words . Fleeting “friendly” touches ensued as well - Bucky’s hand on your back drawing small circles, your gentle grasp of his hand or arm when he clenched his fist.

Bucky talked to you about Yori, about his too soft mattress, about his too shitty of a therapist, his want to get a cat. You told him about meeting Sam, your agency background, your agreement that he should totally get a cat. And now, you just wished you could have that again.

Walker was too strong, landing solid hits on both Sam and Bucky that could easily start slowing them down. He had lifted the shield over their bodies too many times, clearly holding on to the same psychotic fury he had when he killed the Flagsmasher.

To this point, you stood frozen in watch. You weren’t there when the fight started, and between Sam and John’s current focus on Bucky, you weren’t sure which side needed the most aid.

John had flung Bucky into a nearby metal utility pole for Christ’s sake, and a cry wretched itself from your lips. You ran to his side as he laid on the ground unconscious, metal arm cackling with untamed electricity. 

“Bucky,” you murmured as you checked his spine for any breaks. You could hear his breath, as shuddered as it was after an impact like that. You moved him to lay on his back, palm pressed to his cheek. “Bucky, honey, come on, wake up.”

You tapped his cheek a couple of times in slight panic, other hand unconsciously combing his hair back. A couple of moments passed before he groaned and huffed out a cough. “Bucky,” you sighed a breath of relief, eyes near tearing up as the tension left your body. “Are you hurt, baby?”

He sat up with a grimace, another groan leaving his lips. “What the fuck?”

“He took the serum,” your hands had yet to leave his face. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

He looked up at you with a wincing smile, still bright enough to make your heart stutter. “I’m okay, sweetheart.” The red gracing your cheeks could be easily based on the intensity of the fight, but it was unsaid knowledge that wasn’t the case. He touched the hand holding his cheek as you swept a thumb back and forth. A grunt from the fight crashed them both back to reality. “He’s gonna kill Sam.”

You stood up, pulling him with you by his metal arm. Bucky swung his arm around to recalibrate before jogging forward. “We gotta get the shield. Be careful, don’t let him pin you.”

____

The first time you kissed him was in Louisiana. 

You giggled from the picnic table as you watched Bucky dodge Sam’s nephews, cake in hand, as they tried to tackle him for his arm, as well as when several of the children pleading to hang off of it.

He sat next to you on the bench of the table, shoulder pressing into yours as you basked in Sam and Sarah’s storytelling. Bucky shared some bittersweet stories about Steve, drawing smiles from everyone listening. Each laugh had you leaning into him a bit more, but a complaint could not be heard, especially when your hands brushed under the table.

The evening continued on like that into the early night. Bucky entertained the masses, looking a lot like the charmer he used to be. Sam reminisced with his community, taking many photos with his local family. 

You sat on the pier, leaning back against the wooden bench as the sun set over the water’s horizon. You could faintly hear laughter behind you on the dock mixed with the sound of the stereo’s music drifting over. A smile grew on your face as a presence made its way towards you, shoes scuffing against the wooden slats. A soft hand rested on your shoulder and sent warmth through your body. “Care for some company, doll?”

You flashed Bucky a smile that had him weak as you turned back to him and patted the space next to him. He sat down close, thigh pressed against yours, shoulder to shoulder yet again. 

“What’re you gonna do now, Buck? You think you’re gonna stick around?” 

He sighed, staring down at his metal hand in contempt. “I don’t know,” his hand clenched in his lap. “I’ve been following orders for a long time now. Might be good for me to work with someone, not for. Even if birdbrain has a habit of getting on my nerves.”

You reached across his lap and gently unfurled his fingers. He wished the pressure he felt against the metal was more tangible for once, more definitive. “You should do whatever makes you feel the most free, sweetheart.” You slipped both of your hands around his, rubbing small circles with your thumb. “Whether that be with Sam or doing something else. You deserve it.”

Bucky’s eyes drifted over your face and observed its features - the small smile that curled around your lips, the kindness in your eyes. “And what about you?” he spoke softly. “Will you stay?”

You looked up to him and searched his eyes with a hopeful grin. “Are you asking?” you chuckled, using one of your hands to comb his hair back behind his ear, thumb resting on his cheek. “If I’m needed, I’ll stay.”

Bucky puffed out a breath that he didn’t realize he was holding. “Well ya know,” he threw a bright smile in your direction. “Sam’s gonna need you here so he doesn’t lose his mind.”

You chuckled, leaning a little bit closer.  “And you? Do you need me?”

Bucky took in the space between you, the way your breaths mingled, foreheads near touching. “Yeah, baby,” he allowed himself to fully lean in. “I need you.”

You kissing him was like coming up for air, or finding water in the middle of the desert. It was salvation, it was required for him to have in order to survive. Your lips were soft, tasting faintly of the beer you had earlier. His mouth moved against yours like a magnet following them wherever they went. His hand drifted to your waist, moving you somewhat into his lap as you both smiled into the kiss. When you finally broke apart, it was only for the need for oxygen to fill your lungs. 

You giggled from above him, heads pressed together. Your hands locked themselves around his shoulders in an embrace that forced him to stay where he could feel the pant of your breath across his skin, not that he was complaining. “I guess I’ll stay then.”

Please reblog and comment! It's my first fic in *two fucking years* and i need to know that this is still good lol

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[malum-forev]

Ooo hiiiii! If it’s okay (I’m sorry if this is too detailed!!),

Can I please request a Everyone lives au! (All of the Avengers are alive and well, and the team is still together as a family😅) Bucky x fem!civilian!reader where they first met when he was The Winter Soldier, and again in TFAWS? He miraculously had saved Y/n’s life back when he was the Winter Soldier, something that he had never told anyone about (as Hydra probably would’ve had her killed for seeing the Winter Soldier). It all comes to the surface years later when Bucky, Steve, and Sam are out at a restaurant when they run into Y/n, who is their waitress, and drops their food once she sees who Bucky is (he thinks it’s because she’s afraid, but she’s not, it’s because she recognizes him as the man who saved her life). + she hugs and thanks him? Sam and Steve being proud of him🥺 + Y/n and Buck falling in love?

I feel like it’d be really meaningful and emotional for Bucky to have someone see him as their hero, rather than the villain that he thinks he is (POOR BBY)🥺🥺

Hiii thank you sooo much for your ask!! This is my first one! I hope I do it justice!

The chill of the midnight breeze made Bucky shiver, he shouldn’t be out right now and he knows he doesn’t need to be. It’s a conscious decision. Steve, Sam, and Bucky are veterans and they have no business taking on the graveyard shift but they didn’t care. They didn’t care that the new recruits were younger and would adapt to the bizarre sleep schedule better, they didn’t care that they had to bundle up with an extra layer of clothing before leaving the compound so they wouldn’t get a cold, they didn’t care that now they understood the term: ‘I know tomorrow’s gonna rain, my knees always hurt before it does.’

After they ‘gently convinced’ (as Bucky would say) the person who supposedly knew information about the new mission they were on, the three men found themselves at a 24hr diner at 2am. Hoping to get in their third cup of coffee on the shift.

“I don’t know how much longer I can do this.” Sam groaned, leaning his head on the back of the squeaky red booth. 

“I knew I was going to stop at some point, I just didn’t know that the end would come with me having to crack every single bone before fighting.” Steve laughed into his coffee. 

Bucky looked up at the flickering fluorescent lights. “I dislocate my shoulder every time, I’m starting to think I should just keep it out of the socket. It’ll give me less trouble that way.”

“When did we get so old?” Bucky said with a groan, putting his face in his hands.

“We should get some food in, wouldn’t want to get acid reflux before a fight.” Sam flagged the waitress down. 

Bucky didn’t know what he was expecting, scratch that- he knows exactly what he was expecting and it wasn’t you. He thought his waitress would be an older woman, she would smell of stale coffee and fryer oil. But suddenly you were here, with him, and everything started moving in slow motion. 

At first you didn’t recognize him, it had been years since you’d last saw him. And even that time you first met, you didn’t get to truly see him. You were too afraid to even peek through your hand covered eyes. You balanced the tray of food, meant for the person a few tables behind them, with one hand while the other one rummaged through the pocket at the front of your apron for a pen. 

You finally found it and clicked the top.

“What will you guys be-“ Your mouth suddenly turned dry as you met his crystal eyes. In a matter of milliseconds your world shifted. Like one second you were working the late night shift your obnoxious boss had forced you into doing and the next your back in time. Exactly eight years ago, the night your life changed.  

Everyone around you worried, your first-time leaving home and you chose a big city. “You know they have pickpockets there, right?” someone had told you, trying to convince you not to go. But you’d roll your eyes and say: “I’m more scared of the guys around here who drink and drive than a couple of pickpockets.” 

You were surprisingly autonomous for a person who had never been apart from- well- anyone you knew. All of your family, friends and safety net now resided a couple of thousands of miles away. 

But there was something about that day eight years ago, the first day where everything went wrong. Maybe it was your brains way of giving you some sort of bad omen. You had stayed out a little too late that day and missed your train, now you had to take the bus. But the only route available took you to an unknown part of town. From there you would have to walk some 40 odd minutes to get back home. 

Your boots clicking on the hard cobblestone was the only thing to be heard, the light of the moon the only thing that was shining. A strange feeling took over your being as you looked around the foreign place. And just to make things worse, it started raining.

As you started feeling the droplets becoming more aggressive you decided to wait the storm out in what looked like an old hotel. But as you pushed the door open, you realized it was abandoned on the inside. You stayed close to the door and took in your surroundings. 

There was an old wooden door to your left, it was slightly open so you peered inside. It creaked as you opened it and your heart sank as you saw what was inside. A man tied to a chair, his cheekbone was cut and bleeding, a knife was sticking out from his upper thigh. You gasped as you came closer.

“Help me.” The man groaned but before you could do anything, something came out of the shadows. 

Half of his face was covered and his hair was long, but your eyes were glued to his. His dark cerulean eyes were lit by the moonlight coming in from the skylight. 

He marched towards you until you were backed up against the wall. You’d heard about him before. The Winter Soldier, but you thought he was a character made up by mothers across the world so their children would do as they said. A sort of Boogeyman. 

Your life flashed before your eyes as you saw his metal hand come up to your throat. You closed your eyes tightly and waited for the light at the end of the tunnel, but it never came. You opened one eye and saw the shining red star at his shoulder slightly shake, the only indication that he was there because when you saw his face it was blank. The dark hue in his eyes you saw a second earlier had disappeared. In its place was a light crystal blue shine. His silver hand was still around your neck but he didn’t apply any pressure.

“Who are you?” He muttered through gritted teeth. The lines in his forehead a clear indication that he was battling with himself.

“I’m nobody.” You squeaked, your eyes never leaving his. 

He opened his mouth to say something but turned his head to the side, listening for something. “You have to leave.”

“What?” You gasped. 

He took your hand in his right one and lead you to the window in the room. He smashed the glass, making sure there was no sharp edge as he picked you up to sit on the windowsill.

“What are you doing?” You asked quietly, not sure how you even got one word out. You finally heard some voices coming closer to the room you were in.

“Leave!” he ordered looking from you to the door. “They’ll kill you if you don’t!”

You jumped out into the rain and looked back at him. 

“Run!” he yelled before taking a knife and stabbing it into his right arm. He groaned in pain.

“What’s going on down here, Soldat?” You heard someone ask. 

“Someone came in, wanting to take the prisoner out. I took care of them.” The Winter Soldier said. 

Your fight or flight finally kicked in and you ran, you ran until your legs gave out and you were far away from him. 

He recognized you too, you saw it flash in his eyes. You took a step back in shock and bumped into the table behind them, dropping the contents of your tray on the floor. You gasped.

“I-I’ll-“ You stuttered. “I’ll bring over a mop.”

You rushed back to the kitchen, taking the cleaning supplies from the closet and passing them over to your coworker, Frank.

“What’s this about?” He rolled his eyes.

“I’ve covered for you hundreds of times.” You spat out. “Clean up the mess at table 17 and call it even.”

Before he could even answer you rushed out the back door, desperately needing fresh air. Your breaths were shallow and no amount of air could relieve the pressure you felt in your chest. You ripped the apron off and threw it on the ground, pacing back and forth. 

You heard the back door creak open. “I don’t need your shit right now, Frank!”

But you could recognize the sound of those boots anywhere. You lifted your head and saw the Winter Soldier walking towards you. Your breath got caught in your throat. He picked up your apron up and brought it closer to you.

“We’ve met before.” He gulped. “When I was someone I no longer am.”

His voice had a strange quality to it, like he was unsure as to what to say. Your eyes widened at his tone.

You wanted to find a way to say what you felt but how can you put into words: ‘Thank you for saving my life eight years ago and not killing me even though you were programmed to kill anything in your way back then.’

Maybe you could find a Hallmark card?

He looked down at the floor with shame as you didn’t answer, almost embarrassed. 

But before you knew it, you were wrapping your arms over his shoulders and pulling him in for a hug. Now it was his turn to widen his eyes. 

You let go after a few seconds. “I’m sorry about that. The hug, I don’t know if you’re a hugger.”

His mouth opened slightly and his cheeks had a pinkish hue to them. 

“Thank you.” You whispered.

His eyebrows furrowed. “Did you- did you just say thank you? You’re not afraid?”

“Afraid?” You asked. “You saved me that night. You fought all your instincts and saved me, even when it would have been easier to just get rid of me. I don’t know how I can repay you.” 

“I- I don’t understand. I don’t know what to say.” Bucky was shocked, he thought you were scared of him. He couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be on the other side of the Winter Soldier. A young woman being almost choked to death by a machine. But here he was, being thanked by you.

You shook your head. “Don’t say anything, just listen. Thank you, you saved my life.”

A rare, small smile tugged at his lips. Those words changed him. Six silly words that came out of your mouth like sweet honey seeped into his fractured heart. He felt something, for the first time in decades. 

 Bucky cleared his throat. “I’ll leave you to it.”

You smiled at him, brushing back your hair. 

When you returned to the table much more composed, you finally asked for their order. One cheese and spinach omelet for the Falcon, one BLT for Captain America and just a black coffee for the Winter Soldier. Was this real life?

They asked for the check a while later, surprised when you said it was on the house.

“If I’d known you guys give food for free, I would have come by sooner.” Sam laughed.

“It’s not every day you get to see the man who saved your life.” You said with a smile. 

Both men turned to look at a now blushing Bucky. 

“Please, it was nothing.” He said shyly, not looking up. 

You nodded your head, a feeling of pride filling your body. This man who has only felt feared deserves to be awarded for his good. “He saved my life eight years ago when I wandered into a place I was definitely not supposed to be in.”

A smile appeared on Steve’s face as he patted his best friend on the back. “I’m proud of you Buck.”

----

The shift happened immediately after that day. Suddenly Bucky started to push Steve and Sam to take the graveyard shift with him more often, and when they stopped going he decided to go by himself. 

“My head feels clearer at night.” Was Bucky’s excuse once. 

But everyone could see the Sergeant’s true intentions. He had quite literally fallen in love with you, he’d slipped on the linoleum floors one night after missing the caution cone you’d put out, but Bucky couldn’t for the life of him figure out a way to ask you out. And today was no exception.

“Can I get you anything else?” You asked as you placed his regular order in front of him.

His lips were sealed tight and he shook his head furiously. 

You smiled. “I’ll be around if you need me.”

You’d become quite confused, he had flirted with you a couple of times now. Cute compliments would flow out of his mouth constantly, he’d even called you beautiful once as a pet name. But maybe you had mistaken his kind words for something other than what they were. 

“I’ll leave this here, whenever you’re ready.” You placed the receipt in front of him after he’d been in the diner with only his coffee for around 30 minutes. 

You didn’t expect him to grab your hand, and you certainly didn’t expect the sparks that shot.

“I will not be paying this.” He said, his eyes on yours.

You furrowed your eyebrows. “If you want I can get my manager.”

“I will not be paying this.” He repeated. “Until you accept my date offer.”

You went from confused to truly shocked, and he noticed because he immediately backtracked. He slapped the palm of his hand to his forehead, mumbling under his breath.

“I am so sorry, I don’t know why I just said that. I sounded like a total creep. You obviously don’t want to go on a date with an old man like me it- it’s just I think you are beautiful but more than that you are kind and I would love- if you gave me the chance to, maybe I’m not used to this modern way of courting but I think that-“

You placed your hand over his babbling mouth. “Of course I’ll go on a date with you.”

Bucky let out a sigh he didn’t know he was holding.

“Thank god.” His muffled voice said. 

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[sgt-seabass]

Hear me out about dark!TFAWS!(wintersoldier) bucky with a puppy or a kitten!reader?? Would he be mean like daddy!lloyd? Or would he be gentle but firm? Would he let you cum? Or would he let you suffer??? PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!!! I have had this thought all fricken day long and I NEED this. But take your time:) no obligation either! Love you Ambs!!

Hnghhhh I love this. There’s so many ways you could go with this but here’s what my brain is singing for.

Dark Bucky headcannon below -

Bucky never got to have anything of his own. He was someone else’s weapon, and when he wasn’t with Hydra, he was Captain America’s weapon. Steve didn’t mean to treat Bucky that way, but being Captain America’s best friend and right hand man meant there was a required personal sacrifice. And then after all Bucky gave, Steve left.

He’d never known how to own his own body, make his own decisions. He’d latched onto Sam when he took the mantle. It was easier that way - familiar.

Yet he longed for something of his own.

“You should get a dog or something. Like a therapy animal.” Sam had suggested.

And so Bucky got a pet. You.

A sweet thing he met working at the bookstore. Bucky had wanted a new copy of The Hobbit, but instead came home with so much more.

Bucky finally made a decision for himself. You would be his pet.

Keeping a crying, screaming girl in his Brooklyn apartment wasn’t going to work. So he took you out to his small cabin on the outskirts of the city. That way he could break you in before you could come home with him. All puppies need training, after all.

The big question is, how did Bucky treat his pet?

Well, being the only thing Bucky felt ownership for, he cherished you. But he also wouldn’t stand for your bullshit.

If you were good, he’d give you the world.

If you were bad, he’d take the world from you.

Of course, in the beginning you were unequivocally bad. Constantly trying to get out, attack him, deny him. But over time with training, spanking, and some gentle moments, your walls began to break down.

Someone’s sanity can only last so long when under constant duress. Bucky was admittedly impressed with how long you lasted. And it made his win all the more sweet when you broke.

Bucky wasn’t a mean lover, but he was demanding. He needed constant attention and affection. If he was home, you had to be with him. And when he left, he expected you to be thinking of him.

"Who's a good puppy? That's right, you are. Look at you, nuzzling at daddy's legs. Do you want your treat, pup? Daddy has got a nice big bone for you."

And when you were good, the rewards you got were stellar.

Play time was Bucky’s favourite. He’d get you on your back so he could tickle and play with your belly and tits, before giving you some of the strongest orgasms of your life. The little bell on your collar would jingle with the way your body shuddered from his ministrations.

Bucky was a pleasure dom at heart. He may have ripped you from your world to be in his own, but at the end of the day he only wanted his puppy to be happy with him.

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[g5mlp]

The IDW G5 My Little Pony: Mane Event comic has been released!  Amazon · Apple · Midtown · TFAW · Shop Locator

page preview 

This miniseries will be the start of a new one-off of comics based on My Little Pony: Tell Your Tale. 

Synopsis: "Everypony let your hair down-it's time for the mane event! First, Pipp dragonsitting Sparky becomes a hairy situation when she mixes up her mane products and Sparky grows some luscious locks. Then, Zipp and Hitch split hairs about the best morning mane-care routines. Finally, Izzy is having a hair-raisingly bad mane day and decides a wash day is just what the curls need."

Writers: Stephanie Cooke, Robin Easter, Shauna Grant Artists: Abby Bulmer, Jack Lawrence, Shauna Grant

Cover A: Andy Price Cover B: Robin Easter Cover C: Shauna Grant

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[bbgem329]

Things Are Never As They Seem—Chapter Twenty Two

Pairings—Sebastian Stan x Actress!Reader, Sebastian Stan x OFC (PR relationship)

Summary

You and Sebastian Stan have been dating privately for over two years. Everything is perfect until he is coerced into a PR relationship when he signed with a new agency to advance his career. Trouble ensues…

Warnings

MINORS DNI! 18++. Language. Angst. Fluff. Mentions of injuries. Hollywood sucks. Spoiled, rich bitches. Bullying. Did I miss anything?

Masterlist

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April 18, 2021

You waited, breath caught in your throat for the sound of the door closing.

Two pairs of heavy steps, one dragging more than the other.

A few shared words, both voices snippy and short.

Then finally the slam of the door.

You relaxed back into the door, suddenly able to breathe again.

For the past eleven days, you’d been living like this. In a space that constantly felt like you could cut the tension with a fucking butter knife. You knew it would be bad but never could you have prepared for just how hard it would be to be around Catalina.

Hate really was a strong word… But you could officially say you meant it now when you said you hated her.

You scrubbed a hand over your face, eye catching on the pup sitting at your feet.

“What?” You huffed, throwing your arms out to the side, “Can you really blame me?”

Bentley simply titled his head and made a little huffing sound but you got what he was putting down.

Come on, mom! I gotta pee, quit being dramatic!

“You’re right.” You pulled yourself off the door with another sigh, “Let’s go, buddy.”

You pulled open the door, checking the hallway to make sure you were all clear. Laughing to yourself as you did. You damn well knew everyone was gone. With the release of Sebastian’s movie Monday two days ago, Sebastian was asked to be ‘spotted’ with Catalina in Griffith Park.

She wanted in on some of the attention he was getting through the movie and TFAWS too.

They would walk a short stretch on the main path and Eli, Seb’s assistant, would walk behind them to take a ‘candid’ picture and then they’d post it on some random Twitter account. That was the plan you’d overheard last night anyways.

You didn’t really care, as long as it got her away from you.

They wouldn’t be gone long, at least, Sebastian wouldn’t. You were honestly hoping that his team would convince her to stay somewhere else for now. He’d been on their asses about it since the moment she showed up at your doorstep on your birthday.

Realistically, you knew she wasn’t going to leave anytime soon.

Not unless they made her.

But how much power did they really have over her?

Money talks.

And her parents, or better yet, her sugar daddy, were paying lots for this fake relationship. She was going to be sure that she got everything her way.

Yeah. You could say you’d definitely learned a lot about her this week. Things you certainly would have loved to have gone without knowing your whole life.

You weren't very surprised to hear that she had a sugar daddy and the he was the one that got her this arrangement in the first place, especially when you found out he worked for Sebastian’s agency. You didn’t know much about him other than he was some older Spaniard, who previously worked as a manager for some famous European singer and that he owned a big ass yacht.

But for some reason you were surprised to find that not only was Catalina a bitch but she was a messy bitch.

And by messy, you meant literally disgusting.

Your jaw practically hit the floor when you walked into the kitchen to find a pile of dishes in the sink that weren’t there before when you scurried off to your room when you heard her bedroom door open. And by the dried food caked across the plates, it was obvious they’d been in her room for more than a couple days.

“Murder.” You hissed, fists unclenching and clenching as you glared down at the overflowing sink, “I’m going to commit murder.”

You whipped out your phone from the lulu workout jacket you’d slipped on, sending a quick, angry text.

To Smexy Seabass:

I’m fucking TIRED of cleaning up her shit.

If she is going to continue to stay here, she needs to grow the fuck up and clean her shit or she needs to hire her own personal cleaning lady.

You winced as you read the text over again, regret already bubbling up in your chest as his text bubbles appeared.

To Smexy Seabass:

I’m sorry baby. I’m not taking it on you.

I know it’s not your fault. I’m just frustrated.

From Smexy Seabass:

I’ll handle it.

You aren’t the only one but I’m still sorry.

Love you tons. Be home soon.

To Smexy Seabass:

I love you more.

You couldn’t keep living like this.

You haphazardly slid your phone across the island before trekking over to the back door to let your eager pup out into the yard.

“I’m sorry, baby boy.” You cooed softly, “Go on. We’ll go for a run in a little bit.”

He ignored you, bounding excitedly into the backyard. You took a second to watch him zoom through the yard, racing from one end to the other.

Man, life must be good when you’re a dog.

You took a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds before releasing it—willing to stress away with it.

You couldn’t let her get to you.

You wouldn’t let her win.

It wasn’t comfortable for her either. You and Sebastian weren’t going out of your way to make her feel accommodated–you made dinner for two and ate it together, you planned outings that didn’t include her, watched movies in the common space, and had friends over.

And it wasn’t like she didn’t have other living arrangements. Her cousin lived not too far from here and sugar daddy owned a house a few blocks over.

The only reason she was staying here was to get under your skin.

She’d made that obvious within the first few hours of her stay.

You really had planned to go at it with niceties—kill her with kindness and all that but then she didn’t try to hide her distaste for you when she refused to shake your hand, instead eyeing it as if it was the literal scum on the bottom of her shoe. And then it was the looks–disapproving glares and judgmental once overs whenever you were in the same room. It wasn’t even forty eight hours before the comments started, snide remarks about your outfit, your hair, the amount of food you did or didn’t eat.

It had become downright unbearable to be in a room with her, especially alone.

Nothing she said ever truly bothered you. There was only one real reason a woman put another woman down; jealousy. She was obviously extremely threatened by you and insecure.

Still, it wasn’t something you should have to put up with in your own, albeit temporary, home.

The blatant disrespect and bullying.

Catalina was a child.

A spoiled, insecure brat.

Sebastian’s presence helped somewhat. At least when he was in the room she would act better and by better, she would ignore your presence completely.

You actually preferred that.

And if you were being completely honest, it was funny to watch her try and keep his attention when he only ever had eyes for you.

You were both gearing up to film so fortunately you weren’t home as often the past couple days but there were times when you wrapped up at work before Sebastian and found something to occupy your time to avoid returning home without him. Just yesterday you finished early and ended up hanging around his trailer until he was done. By the time you returned home it was well past eight and you were immediately bombarded by Catalina as soon as you stepped through the door.

“Finally! You are late.” Catalina beamed, shoulders straightening as she caught sight of Sebastian standing in the doorway behind you, “I’ve texted you a million times now, Sebby. I made you dinner.”

Never had you felt more invisible.

It was like you weren’t even standing there, she was looking right past you.

But it was probably a good thing, you supposed.

You felt Sebastian’s hand trail along your back, looping possessively around your waist to rest over your stomach. In that moment, you appreciated the way his body pressed against yours–grounding you and inadvertently including you in… whatever this was.

Finally her eyes flickered to you—only long enough to send a disgusted sneer in your direction.

Two could play that game. If she wanted to pretend you didn’t exist, you would too.

You leaned back into him, relishing in the warmth and comfort, and tipped your head back to shoot him a goofy, careless grin. One so full of love and adoration, that anyone with a pair of eyes could practically taste the sugary sweetness.

“Actually,” Sebastian dipped down to press a kiss to the top of your head and you didn’t miss the way Catalina’s eyes flashed with blatant anger, “Eli and Molly are picking up pizza for us.”

You had to swallow back a laugh. If it were anyone else, you’d feel bad but it wasn’t and she definitely didn’t deserve anything from him–not his time, not his attention, not his kindness.

Instead of brushing it off like a mature adult, she scoffed loudly, stomped her foot, and stormed off in the direction of the kitchen with her arms crossed over her chest and an ugly pout in her lips.

You turned in his arms as soon as she was out of your line of sight, “Pizza?” You snickered, your own arms wrapping around his neck as you lifted yourself up on your toes. “Does Eli know he’s supposed to pick that up?”

He threw his head back, not bothering to quiet his laugh as he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you tighter against him. He fished his phone out of his back pocket with a goofy grin, “Let me just call him real quick.”

You giggled, lifting yourself up further to peck his lips a few times as he fumbled with his phone, trying to find the right contact and kiss you at the same time.

“Yeah, hey,” He paused to kiss you again, “Will you pick up some pizza on your way over?”

“It’s going to be a long fucking summer.” You mumbled to yourself. “God help us all.”

You turned, heading towards the kitchen because those dishes weren’t going to wash themselves and maybe a good, hard scrub would release some of this built up anger coursing through your blood.

—————

Doing the dishes hadn’t helped, not in the slightest. In fact, it made you feel worse.

You couldn’t for the life of you figure out why you didn’t just leave them for her to take care of. Now she would expect you to just do them from here on out.

You were enabling her that way. And now you wished you had put them in her room.

You were feeling extremely out of control with her around. Staying in that house with her was suffocating you.

You were constantly on edge.

You didn’t trust her.

Not with your things. Not with your life outside of the limelight.

What if she took a picture of you while you were sleeping? Or naked?

What if she was plotting against you?

She’d leaked her ex's nudes out of spite, who’s to say she wouldn’t do the same thing to you?

You hated that she had that much control over you—that you let her get under your skin like that.

Your thoughts had run rampant and they grew louder and more persistent with every heavy step. Running usually helped to clear your mind and you’d chosen this quiet, scenic route for you and Bentley for the sole reason of turning off your mind and finding some peace.

Instead you got the opposite.

Your body felt tense. Your head felt clouded. Your heart, physically heavy.

You took a sharp turn, cutting down a different path to head back in the direction of the main road. Maybe running through LA would serve as a good distraction. Your mind would not have much time to overthink if it was too busy trying to figure out all the different people you’d no doubt come across.

It probably wasn’t the safest idea to run along the road, especially on a hill but you figured it would be fine during broad daylight and you knew the area well enough to know it was fairly safe. You really didn’t have to worry for your safety until you were further into the city.

You used the down hill slope to your advantage, laughing breathlessly at the way Bentley’s face looked blown back against the wind. Finally, the adrenaline you’ve been searching for hit you full force.

And all you felt was relief.

A content smile bloomed across your face, a healthy flush blooming your cheeks. You pumped your arms harder and pulled your knees higher with every stride.

Everything we be okay. Everything-

A car honked, slowed to a stop across the street, and then your name was called.

You didn’t even have time to react, Bentley cut right in front of you to dart across the street and somehow your foot got caught in his leash. One minute you were upright, the next you were laying flat on your back with a dull throb in the back of your head and a sharp ache in your ankle.

“Oh my God.” You blinked up at the familiar figure hovering over you, cerulean eyes swarming with so much concern, “Baby, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

If you thought your head was fuzzy before, it was nothing compared to now.

Your name was called softly, “Hey,” A pair of warm big hands cupped your face, “Please, say something or I’m calling an ambulance.”

Finally you inhaled sharply and it was only then that you realized the air had been knocked from your lungs. You licked your lips, mouth suddenly feeling dry, “How are you here?” Your eyes flickered over Sebastian’s face, “Am I in heaven?”

Out of all the things that could’ve come out your mouth…

Fortunately, this earned you somewhat of a laugh. A chuckle at best. But not from the man kneeling over you.

“She makes jokes.” You tilted your head to the side to find Eli standing over Sebastian’s shoulders. “She looks fine to me.”

You moved to sit up and your boyfriend helped you with a steady hand on your back and the other on your elbow. Your vision swam a little and you pressed a hand to your head with a groan, “What are you doing here?”

“I tracked your location and figured you were on a run.” Sebastian shrugged his shoulders a little, his hands trailing over your shoulders and down your back. No doubt making sure you were okay for himself, that you didn’t have any serious cuts or scrapes that needed immediate medical attention “I was going to have Eli drop me off so I could join you. I should’ve called and warned you.”

The look on his face reminded you of a literal kicked puppy and your heart clenched painfully in your chest. He would definitely blame himself, he already was if the blatant guilt in his expression was any indication.

Trying hard to bite back a wince, you pulled yourself up on your knees and threw your arms over his shoulders, “It wasn’t your fault. You had no idea Bent would react like that.”

Your whole body tensed up and your head whipped frantically around, “Where is he?”

“He’s okay.” Eli spoke up, drawing your attention back to him and calming your racing heart, “I put him in the car.”

You slumped back into your boyfriend's arm with relief, burying your face in his chest. You felt like crying, you couldn’t even begin to describe how mortified you felt and you could only hope to God that no one saw you in this position.

“We should go.” It was as if he could read your mind, “Are you okay to stand?”

You weren’t sure but you nodded anyway. Your head, back, and ankle hurt so bad. All you wanted to do was crawl in bed, forget this day, and start over tomorrow.

Sebastian took your hands in his and helped you to your feet. Your entire body was trembling, the adrenaline from the run and then the fall finally wearing off. There was no hiding your pain when you went to take a step and your legs practically buckled.

“Woah.” Your lover caught you around the waist, pulling you protecticaly into his side, “What hurts?”

“My ankle.” You rolled your eyes, breathing out an annoyed huff at the pointed look he shot you, “And my head and back.”

He didn’t respond but instead scooped you up in his arms and checked for cars before crossing the street, “We’re going to an urgent care.”

“Seb-”

“Don’t argue with me.” He cut you off, tone final, “You scared the ever living shit out of me. You can’t even put weight on your ankle and you hit your head. You are going to get checked out.”

“I’m sure it’s just sprained or something.” You sighed, dropping your head against his shoulder. You were just tired, you wanted to go home and cuddle in your bed, not deal with doctors and the risk of people seeing you. “No big deal.”

“I don’t care.”

Eli pulled open the door as you approached the car and Sebastian slid into the backseat with you in his lap.

“This seems a little excessive.”

“Shut the fuck up, baby.” He hissed, pressing a hand to your head, guiding it back to rest on his shoulder, “Just humor me. Please.”

You relaxed back into his embrace with a dramatic sigh, “Fine.”

—————

By the time you returned home from urgent care the sun had long ago set and your stomach was protesting loudly.

“I can walk.” You grumbled to Sebastian when he appeared at your door.

“Just let me take care of you, baby.” He pleaded, eyes all soft and big, “You have a concussion and a broken ankle. Please.”

You sighed, relenting by wrapping your arms over his shoulders and holding on tight as he scooped you up in his arms. “It’s not broken. A stress fracture isn’t technically a break.”

“Yes it is.”

Eli unlocked and opened the door for him, holding it as you passed through with a tired smile.

“Thank you.” You offered softly, mirroring his smile, “Seriously. We appreciate you.”

“Of course.” He responded, “What are friends for?”

Sebastian chuckled lightly, “You’re the best friend I’ve ever had.”

“Aw.” A sly grin split across Eli’s face, “Don’t get it all sappy on me now.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Your boyfriend laughed, shrugging as best he could with you in his arms, “Go on and get out of here. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Of course.” Eli hesitated by the door, one hand on the handle, “Are you guys sure you’re good? Do want me to pick you up some dinner?”

“Nah, man.” Sebastian smiled, shaking his head, “We’re just going to order something. Go home to your wife!”

“Okay.” He chuckled, “See ya tomorrow.”

“Bye.”

You both watched as he left, locking the door once he’d made it safely to his car.

“To bed with you.” Sebastian chuckled, tightening his arms around you as he began to make his way further into the house, “And then I’ll order some food. What you feel like having?”

You let your head rest against his shoulder, eyes heavy and head still pounding, “Something comforting and warm.”

“So,” He grinned, “Chinese?”

“Mhm.” You mumbled distractedly, finally taking notice of the silence and darkness that coated the entire house. Something you weren’t used to since the arrival of your unwelcomed guest. “Why is it so quiet in here? Where is she?”

“I sent her away.”

He said it so casually like it wasn’t that big of deal–like it probably didn’t take that much convincing.

“How?”

Sebastian didn’t respond right away, instead taking his time to flick the lights on in the master bedroom and then set you gently on the bed. He moved to gather a pair of pajamas and your fuzziest socks, “Do you want to shower?”

You looked at him like he’d grown two heads, “Sebastian.”

Finally, he turned to look at you, hands on hips and a tired look on his face, “I let her post about Monday.”

Your mouth opened and closed, “Like just for tonight?”

“No.” He approached you, setting the pjs on the end of the bed before taking your face in his hands, “My teams working out a schedule. She’s allowed to stay here every once in a while to make content to bait.” He brushed his thumb down your cheek, “And someone else will always be here when she is. You will never be alone with her.”

“How did you-”

“Know?” He interrupted softly, “She isn’t so quiet or sneaky. I’ve heard some of the stuff she’s said to you. It’s disgusting.”

“Thank you.” You leaned forward to rest your forehead against his, feeling nothing but relief. “Thank you so much for that.”

“I love you, baby.” He whispered, dipping down to press a soft kiss to your lips, “I want you to be comfortable in your own home and I couldn’t stand her being around either. I’m always going to put you first. I’m always going to have your back.”

“I love you.”

You shared one more tender kiss and a few quick pecks.

“Now,” He pulled back, wearing a lopsided grin, “How about a shower?”

—————

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[rookthorne]

I am apologising in advance for the heartbreak I present you all with during this Bucky-centric month in the following universes/pairings; canon-divergent, modern, Stucky, Shrinkyclinks, Shrunkyclunks, B&B!Bucky (Brotherhood & Bullets), and WS!Bucky.

If it is of any comfort, I am offering free hugs and tissues.

I also just wanted to say a big thank you to all the mods and organisers over at @whumptober for all the work they put into this event - it's my first ever one and they've been so helpful with resources and support both on their blog and in the discord server. You guys are the best. ❤️

1/31 | AMANDLA

Stucky + Unconventional Restraints

2/31 | BLUE

WS!Bucky + Cornered & Caged

3/31 | CALL TO ARMS

B&B!Bucky x F!Reader + Gun To Temple & “Say goodbye.”

4/31 | ONE LAST EMBRACE

40's Stucky + DEAD ON YOUR FEET & Hidden Injury

5/31 | BATTLE WORN

Stucky + EVERY WHUMPEE’S NEEDS

6/31 | A PROMISE

B&B!Bucky x F!Reader + Screams from Across the Hall

7/31 | WARMTH

post!TWS Stucky + Shaking Hands & Silent Panic Attack

8/31 | BROKEN & SHATTERED

B&B!Bucky x F!Reader + EVERYTHING HURTS AND I'M DYING

9/31 | SAFE HAVEN

Modern!Bucky x F!Reader + THE VERY NOISY NIGHT

10/31 | ANIMAL

WS!Bucky + Taser

11/31 | UNSUNG HERO

B&B!Bucky x F!Reader + "911, WHAT'S YOUR EMERGENCY?" & ALT. Adrenaline Crash

12/31 | I'VE GOT YOU

Pre-war Stucky + ALT. Dazed and Confused

13/31 | NO MAN'S LAND

Shrinkyclinks + Dislocation

14/31 | NO WAY OUT

TFAWS!Bucky x F!Agent!Reader + Failed Escape

15/31 | THE QUEEN'S FURY

B&B!Bucky x F!Reader + Breathing through the Pain

16/31 | IT LAY IN VAIN

WS!Bucky / Implied Stucky + Mind Control

17/31 | BIDING TIME

Shrinkyclinks / WS!Bucky + HANGING BY A THREAT & Stress Positions

18/31 | GENTLE HANDS, GENTLE HEARTS

40's Stucky + "Just get it over with."

19/31 | VICTORIOUS

Stucky + ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, Knees Buckling & Head Lolling

20/31 | 'TILL THE SUN RISES

Shrinkyclinks + Fetal Position & ALT. Whimpering

21/31 | THROUGH A SOLDIER'S EYES

Stucky + FAMOUS LAST WORDS & Coughing up Blood

22/31 | THE WAY HOME

post!TWS Stucky + Withdrawal

23/31 | THE KING'S WRATH

B&B!Bucky x F!Reader + AT THE END OF THEIR ROPE, Forced to Kneel & "Hold them down."

24/31 | LUCIDITY

WS!Bucky + Blood Covered Hands

25/31 | LOVE YOUR ENEMY

Shrinkyclinks + Lost Voice & ALT. Touch Starved

26/31 | NOT WITHOUT YOU

40's Stucky + NO ONE LEFT BEHIND & ALT. Carried to Safety

27/31 | A GRAVE PRICE

WS!Bucky + PUSHED TO THE LIMIT, Stumbling, ALT. Stabbed & ALT. Tears

28/31 | LULLABY FOR A SOLDIER

B&B!Bucky x F!Reader + Anger Born of Worry & Headache

29/31 | FATAL MISTAKE

Winter Soldier x Undercover!F!Reader + Sleep Deprivation

30/31 | MAY GOD HAVE MERCY ON YOU, BECAUSE I WON'T

Shrunkyclunks + NOTE TO SELF: DON'T GET KIDNAPPED, Hair Grabbing & "Please don't touch me."

31/31 | IN THE ARMS OF AN ANGEL

B&B!Bucky x F!Reader + Comfort & Bedside Vigil

CONCLUSION AND FINAL THOUGHTS

COMPLETIONIST LIST

EVENT WORD COUNT: 55,502

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[valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn]

I saw on Twitter that in the She-Hulk finale, Jen was given the same ending as Sam and Bucky in tfaws. Cookout with the family & the new friend/boyfriend. I guess it's Kevin's vision of a perfect ending. It reminds me of all the memes about Sam and Bucky having the happiest of endings on phase 4 unlike Wanda, Loki, the Eternals, Peter and Moon Knight.

Well, that "happy" ending in TFATWS was laughable to say the least. Sure, Sam and Bucky were smiling and having that picnic with the family but Bucky never had his trauma recognized nor got any help for it, he was fresh from a re-traumatizing experience after he was told to visit the families of those murdered by Hydra and frankly I doubt he had any time to actually address his PTSD.

As for Sam, his character was treated horribly during the series (that is when the series spent time focused on him which wasn't often), what about Sam's character individually? His own PTSD, he had been dusted too, what about Riley, what does he think of Steve leaving, how is it possible that he never said anything about Natasha or Wanda despite all of them having to live as fugitives for a few years, etc.

And in the end absolutely nothing was changed? The system stayed the same, the GRC is still ongoing and doing who knows what, how long will the senators stop the repatriation? They didn't address anything! And that's not even mentioning Isaiah.

So surface-level? Sure, they got the "happiest" one but only because the series refused to pay any attention to them or their issues, they just left it at "now they're happy, Bucky has a family and Sam is Cap, what else do you want?!."

From what I've read Feige just wants to give a kid to everyone these days. Bruce is now a dad, Thor has to take care of a little girl, Stephen has America, Clint kind of parented Kate in his series... I think we all know what's coming in S2 of Loki lmao 😂🤢

#anti tfatws

[polizwrites]

PoliZ's WIP Update - 4 Oct 2023

A roughly average week thanks to Fic/Flufftober inspiration (and last-minute Sam Wilson Bingo fills!)  I touched 5  fics (2 WIPs & 3 new works)  for a total of  2339 words.

On Ao3, I posted: 

Chapter Six of  Finding Something Fresh - wrapping up my omega!Dom!Steve &  beta!sub!Bucky fic.  

A Falcon Turned Phoenix -  Sam and Joaquin mentor/protege ficlet.

As Night Falls - Sam & Bucky TFaWS missing scene ficlet

I have  19 semi-active WIPs  😬 with my  current  deadlines being the Sam Wilson Bingo that wraps on Oct 15, the Halloween Horror Bingo and the  the Fictober/Flufftober/Whumptober prompt challenges that all wrap at the end of the month.

See  below cut for what I’m working on/planning to work on - arranged more or less by bingos/challenges/etc.  As always, feel free to send me   prompts or plot bunnies as well as asks regarding  any of these projects  or any other WIPs I’ve got out there.   Interaction really helps feed the Muse and keep me motivated!

Seek & Destroy Collab

After reading @psychiccatpanda‘s amazing   Morguna and the Green Queen, I  got the itch to explore the Soldier’s POV and talked  Faustie into   collab’ing with me!  We’re working on a new part of the series, and I’ve  contributed about 900 words towards the  2500-ish we have so far.   Going to see if I can squeeze any of my BBB squares into this fic.

All Caps Bingo [ACB_R1]  (Ends 30 Sep)

29 squares filled, thanks to the  adoptables and Monthly Missions,  so I made my blackout and then some! I sent in my badge claims and  made my masterpost.

* Sept Adoptable: Dominant Omega - Posted the final chapter of  Finding Something Fresh last Friday.  Omega!Dom!Steve and beta!sub!Bucky complete their scene; it came in at 919 words.

Sam Wilson Bingo [SWB_R3]  (Ends 15 Oct 2023)

I have seven fills and two WIPs - targeting a bingo and perhaps one more fill before the bingo wraps up.  Might try to crossfill with the  Captain Bottom bingo? 

* B4 - Natasha Romanoff -  Maybe add on to my Card Sharks drabble, where  SamNat & Steve conspire to create a polycule with Bucky?  this idea crosses over nicely with my BBB KINK: Seduction mission square

* G2 - Teacher/Teacher AU - Wrote up a No Powers AU FalconHawk meet (mostly) cute ficlet as a crossover with Fictober Day 9. Lessons Learned is coming in at 409 words and will post on Monday.  

* G3 - Joaquin Torres - posted  A Falcon Turned Phoenix  yesterday as a crossfill with Day 3 of Fictober.  It’s an expansion of   A Rising Star  and came in at 600 words even.  

* G4 - Adopting a Pet - working on a moodboard for this where Joaquin brings a stray cat home and  Sam and Bucky (pretend to) disapprove.  Shout out to @hannahshattuck for the assist on the Joaquin pics!  

* G5 - Wilson Family Dynamics - filled this with As Night Falls, a TFaWS canon-compliant Sam & Bucky ficlet set in Delacroix. It came in at 368 words and will post to Ao3 before the bingo ends.  

Halloween Horror Bingo - [HHB_23] (Ends 31 Oct 2023)

Just signed up for this event, hosted by @halloweenhorrorbingo. After picking three horror films, you get a 3x3 card (with 3 alternates) with prompts based on those films.

* B1 - Dealing with Extreme Cold  - seems like a good match with my BBB Cold   and or SVB Last Resort  square along with Whumptober: Thermometer  & Fictober "It's not too late, let's go."

* ALT1 - There’s something under the bed - Working on  A Hairy Situation -   WinterHawk Werewolf AU  that’s up to 1140 words so far and may cross over with my BBB Accidental Villainy  or "This might as well happen"  square. Targeting to post on Friday the 13th. 😁

Fictober/Flufftober/Whumptober - [FFWtober_23] (Ends 31 Oct 2023)

I’m lumping these three prompt challenges together as I plan on mixing and matching with a goal of using at least one prompt from these three lists each week.   

* Whumptober Day 2: Thermometer  see  HHB Dealing with Extreme Cold 

* Fictober Day 3: "Okay, show me."   see SWB  Joaquin Torres above.  

* Flufftober Day 6. Corn Maze - wrote a fluffy IronStrange established relationship where Tony and Stephen get lost in a corn maze.  An A-maze-ing Afternoon  is coming in at 405 words and will post Friday. 

* Fictober Day 9: "I wouldn't do that if I were you."  See SWB Teacher/Teacher AU.  

* Fictober Day 12: "I'm not saying I didn't like it."  Contemplating a crossover with my TSB Pairing: Tony/Thor  as a continuation of/sequel to  Caught By the Rain and Blinded by the Lightning

* Fictober Day 24:  [melting emoji]  - combine with  TSB  "Get back in bed!"  Tony has a fever and won’t listen to his partner. Maybe throw in a little Whumptober too? 

* Fictober Day 27:   "I don't know if they will accept this."  - This could be a fun combo with TSB  T2 - KINK: Cock-blocking 'bots. 

WinterIron Bingo  - [WIB_R1]   (Ends 16 Dec 2023)

I have sixteen fills completed and two WIPs for this brand-new bingo event that I’m helping mod!  Along with crossfilling against my other bingos,  I’m going to try to combine my B column squares for the Iron Soldier badge (complete a bingo with a single work). – Alpha Tony Stark, “That was not my intention.”, James Rhodes, Alpine loves Tony and Blind date.   (Tony POV remix of A Sugar Coated Pill?)

* N1 - Bucharest –  I think I can fold this into a future chapter of My Love is Vengeance -  where a young!Tony and a recovering!Bucky have been kidnapped by Hydra, who still thinks Bucky is the Soldier.  

* G2 - Eye contact during sex - This will come into play in Chapter 6 of A Sugar-Coated Pill, where Bucky figures out what making love really means, with Tony’s help. It’s crossing over with BBB KINK: Gentle Sex and is up to 503 words.

* G4 - AU: College Students – looking to expand Beaten to the Punch with some backstory on Bucky and Tony as science camp counselors to fit with this square - will also cross over with my WFB  Volunteering Together square.  

* O5 - Gentle – use this poem  as inspiration?

Stucky’Verse Bingo Round 1 - [SVB_R1]   (Ends 22 Dec)

Eleven fills, two WIPs and a couple of ideas.

* A1 - Harem - crossover with CABB Secret/Forbidden Relationship - Bucky and shrimpy!Steve are both concubines - they love each other more than their lord. I poked at this a little last week and have 71 words.

* A4 - Fairy Tale Curse  - this seems custom-made for a continuation of Beyond the Beast😁  Nothing written yet, other than some Vague Ideas.  

* C3 - FREE - Need to find a good match for Chapter 2 of   Half of the Flesh and Blood That Makes Me Whole   - a Bucky POV remix of at least the first part of Take What Was Wrong (And Make it Right), which is current sitting at  52 words.  I’m expecting at least one more chapter, possibly two, depending on how far I want to take the remix.   

* C5 - Last Resort - see HHB Dealing with Extreme Cold 

Bucky Barnes Bingo  - [BBB_R5]   (Ends 10 Jan 2024)

I’ve got  eleven fills,  four WIPs,   and a couple more Vague ideas.

* B2 - KINK: Seduction Mission - might add a new chapter to Card Sharks - where Sam/Natasha and Steve finish what they started to get Bucky onboard for a poly partnership.

* B5 - Cold - see HHB  Dealing with Extreme Cold

*  U1 - Never the fall that kills you -  I’ve got a WinterIron hanahaki fic idea for this that I might play with or check against Whumptober prompts 

* U3 - Fireplace -  Working on a 1980′s No Powers WinterIron fic set at a ski lodge where Tony’s being wooed by poetry and love letters that Bucky wrote to someone else.   Started poking at this as a crossover with a Love Letters prompt and it’s sitting at 129 words.

* C2 - Yelena Belova–   The plan is to use this prompt in the next chapter of Peresmešnik,  (aka Three Avengers and a Baby), which is currently sitting at 1303 words (600-ish of which are mine).

* C5 - Marriage of Convenience/Pretend Couple -  next chapter of   Lady Natasha’s Consort and Lord Steve’s Companion.    Got a spark of an idea the other day that might get me a bit further on this fic.  

* K3 - Magic -  Aro!Bucky healing with a kiss idea?

* Y1 - Gentle Sex – In-progress Chapter 6 of Sugar-Coated Pill- see WIB Eye Contact During Sex.

* Y3 - Alpine  - see WIB Iron Soldier combo.

* Y4 - Forgotten Things -   using this for Chapter 4 of   You Can’t Stop It With a Gun  - it’s sitting at  116 words at the moment.

* May Adopted - Insomnia - finally got this filled with The Dead of Night, which also filled a Flash Fiction Friday prompt [#FFF211 An Old Friend] along with my JBB FREE square. It came in at 317 words and will post to Ao3 before this event ends.

* August Adopted: Take the Shot - sounds like a WinterHawk fic to me… maybe cross over with JBB Touch-starved?  Whumptober/Fictober possibilities as well. 

Tony Stark Bingo Round 7  - [TSB_R7]   (ends 15 Feb)

Ten fills and zero WIPs, with a couple of ideas in play.  

* S1 - Galaxy - possibly use in final chapter of   Never More to Go Astray ?  

* S2 - KINK: Multiple Orgasms  - thanks to a NSFW shitpost over in the WinterIron Discord server  (and @rebelmeg’s awesome commentary)  - I have A Sign of the (Sexy)Times ready to post next Wednesday.  425 words of a WinterPepperony not-quite-smutfic  (fade to black before actual sex, but there is Sexual Content)  

* S3 - Pairing: Tony/Thor - see Fictober Day 12 above. 

* T2 - KINK: Cock-blocking 'bots - see Fictober Day 27 above

* T3 - A pairing you've never done - @somesortofitalianroast and I are looking at collabing on a  Steve/Tony/Scott fic - possibly throw in a  Flufftober/Fictober prompt?  

* T5 - Shawarma - possible crossover with SAUB Canon Divergence – Battle of New York-related?

* A2 - KINK: Concubine - possible crossover with SAUB Gentle Dom

* A5 - Building your friends - used this for the Discord September Round Robin -  will share the link once it gets posted.  

* R1 - Animal Transformation - DemonPanda shared a fun prompt on the WIB server - Tony as a short-haired werewolf who needs to cuddle his pack members for warmth.

* R5 - Doppelganger/Evil Twins -   The Flash Fiction Friday prompt [#FFF214 Broken Mirror] got me at least a good start on the idea I’ve been playing with for this square. I posted NamNori on Tumblr and have a general idea of how I want to build on it to also fill my SAUB AU: Crack square. It’s currently sitting at 360 words.

* K2 - "Get back in bed!"  -  see Fictober Day 24  above

* September Adopted:  Tony/Stephen - see  Flufftober Day 6 above

Stony AUniverse Bingo  [SAUB_R1] (ends 15 Feb)

Another brand-new bingo I’m helping co-mod!   Six fills, three WIPs and several  crossover ideas already!

* S1 - Edging - Filled this with Ringing in the New, where Tony makes a suggestion to improve/change up their love life. It’s a crossover with a Flash Fiction Friday prompt: How Do You Use ‘It’? and came in at 324 words - I will post it to Ao3 before the event is over.

* S2 - AU: Crack - see TSB   Doppelganger/Evil Twins

* S3 - AU: Wings - see SVB FREE square

* S5 - Accidental Baby Acquisition - see BBB Yelena Belova

* T1 - AU: Fantasy -  CoffeeOwl shared a really cool dragon!Steve/indebted!Tony prompt in the ACB Discord server that I may be playing with for this.

* T4 - AU: Canon Divergence - see TSB Shawarma above.

* N2 - Mutual Pining - crossover with CABB Royal Knight?

* N3 - Gentle Dom - see TSB KINK: Concubine above

* Y4 - AU: Soulmates  -  @chrissihr  posted a cool idea about Animated soulmarks, where  only your SM sees your mark move - may try to do something with this!  

Captain (America) Bottom Bingo - Round 2 [CABB] (ends 28 Feb 2024)

I signed up for a 3x3 card for this bingo and have four fills, one WIPs and a couple of crossover ideas.

* A2 - Secret/Forbidden Relationship - see SVB Harem

* B3 - Royal Knight - see SAUB Mutual Pining.

Post July Break Bingo  [JBB_23p] (Ends Apr 2024)

@julybreakbingo is running another event to tide participants over with a 2x3 non-fandom-specific card - I got mine earlier this week and am checking it over for potential crossovers.

* A1 - “It’s you. It’s always been you.” - This might fit in with my TSB Doppelgangers/Evil Twins fill NamNori above :: ponders::

* B1 - Ask the neighbor if they know why your apartment is haunted  - I gotta do something with this for Spooky Month - maybe combine with TSB Old Ghosts or something off my HHB card  :: ponders:: 

* B2 - Character’s personality is split into two different beings – I’ve never played with Bucky & the Soldier being two different people, but this seems like the perfect opportunity! Will see what might be a good crossover on BBB or WIB (or even SVB)

*  C1 - Touch Starved – another good fit for a Bucky-centric fic. (Steve or Tony or Clint) possibly crossover with BBB Take the shot?

Warm and Fluffy   Bingo  - [WFB]   (no end date)

I got my card from  @warmandfluffybingocards back in February but really haven’t done much with it  - however, I’m picking it back up for some crossover possibilities!

 * O5 - Volunteering Together – see WIB AU: College Students

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[sambuckylibrary]

love this blog! do you have any recs for fic where sam travels back in time to meet 1940s bucky?

Back to you by glittercake

G | 2.5k | nwa | post endgame

"I, uh, know you," Sam says, "In the future." Bucky looks at him intrigued. "In another life, no one saved you from that fall." 

Bucky laughs like he's not shocked at all, "I always knew I wouldn't make it home from this war."

OR

Sam goes on a rescue mission in 1944.

double back by flowermasters

E | 12.5k | nwa | post endgame

Sam gets stuck in a time loop. In 1943.

Things could be worse, but they could certainly be better.

Where the Sun Sails and the Moon Walks by Saddaughter16, velociraptorerin

E | 21.4k | nwa | post tfatws

One year post TFaWS, Sam and Bucky are finally hitting their stride as a team when Sam is pulled away on a solo mission.

The official mission: Find the Time Stone in 1930’s New York and return it to the sanctum.

The unofficial mission: Find the Time Stone in 1930’s New York, run into the younger version of your crush, fall helplessly more infatuated with your crush, try to keep your crush from finding out you’re from the future, and return the Time Stone to the sanctum.

Or, it takes Sam going to the past to get what he wants in the future.

+1

Pick a Star on the Dark Horizon by artist_artists

T | 38.4k | nwa | post tfatws

In 1945, a Hydra experiment gone wrong sends their prisoner Bucky Barnes to the year 2025, where he meets Sam Wilson for the first time.

In 2025, Bucky is stolen from his happy life living and working with Sam and sent back to his Hydra cell in 1945.

Both of them love Sam, and both of them are trying to get back to where they belong without destroying the universe

#sambuckylibrary #mod: themandelorians #mod: samnbuckys #mixed ratings #sambucky fic recs #onlysambucky #rated e #rated t #answered

[thesharondefenseleague]

no but imagine like if Steve and Natasha had hooked up like Natasha does the kiss instead of Sharon in civil war and u can contrast it with the kiss in Winter Soldier then they kinda have to be seperated due to civil war fallout rekindle in infinity war tho arent sticking together then they support each other threw things in those 5 years between infinity war and Endgame then in Endgame Hawkeye dies Nat lives and they both retire together at the end of Endgame ( maybe Thanos makes the super soldier serum stop working during final battle Steve doesnt age up but his injuries dont recover as fast and he cant continue hero work Nat retires with him and the back of their heads cameo in TFAWS /CAAWS cookout scene ( and maybe the plot has to change a bit since Steves alive/not on moon but still hits alot of same beats)

Considering that characters like Maria and Sharon were left on the bench so Natasha could be the only “badass government agent”, it’s so dumb this isn’t how things went. What was the point of all this just to decide at the end to backpedal all these movies of character development?

~Mod R

#no movie steve is the same character as any other movie steve

[logicalstansadvice]

However, i do hope they don't make him lose fights to kids on steroids or something again. CA:WS and civil war had really cool hand-to-hand combat sequences which I didn't find in TFAWS. So i am hoping that the fight sequences are better in this movie, cause that's one of the things that attracted me to cap movies in the first place.///

I completely agree that the action in TFATWS wasn't as good. In TWS and CW, when he was the Winter Soldier, he fought like an unstoppable force with no regard to his safety and with the intent to end the lives of the people he was fighting. I can't remember off the top of my head how he fought as Bucky in CW, though, so maybe my next point is invalid.

I forgave him the weaker fighting in TFATWS because he hadn't yet realized he could do good with his body and his arm. He was cautious and uncertain and didn't want to feel like he was the Winter Soldier again. I felt like he did fight harder after he saved the people in the van and then looked at his arm as if realizing his arm could do something good.

If don't expect the fighting to be Winter Soldier level, because he's not that guy anymore. He does have concern for his own safety and the lives of others. But I do hope we get better action sequences in his next outing. I do consider, though, that Sebastian is getting older, and there may be limits to what he can put his body through.

Anon 2: However, i do hope they don’t make him lose fights to kids on steroids or something again.>> They can't show him stronger than Sam. No movie is going to show a secondary character stronger than the protagonist (see Thor 4), even though in this case we know he's stronger because of the serum and the training he's received. This is what many marvel fans are having trouble dealing with, and they think it would be better for bucky to have his own series.

Anon 3: "Anthony Mackie is the first black Cap and this will be a historic movie like BP and Seb and Chris both fully support him so I don't understand why their so called fans don't." I hate Steve with a burning passion and I think Sam will be a much better Cap. I also like Mackie better than CE. The issue is that it's been a freaking decade and Seb is Finally getting roles that allow him to shine. If Cap4 allows him to shine with a good arc and actual talking, I'm all for it. But history says no.

Anon 4: I also agree that the writers don’t know what to do with Bucky, and unfortunately that is very sad. First of all, there is A LOT to do with Bucky, but it would take away from the whole “superhero” thing because Bucky isn’t really a superhero, but he has the capability to be a badass on the streets. Meaning, he can’t fly…he can’t mind warp anything. But he has a strong moral standing and does have some incredible fighting skills. Truly, Bucky is a tragic character that deserves to have his story told but the writers don’t seem to want to necessarily delve into reality and that’s what would have to happen with him. He and Natasha are actually very similar.

And I realize that no one has made these type of comments lately, but I just want to point out to those who say that Bucky was “weak” in FATWS. He’s Bucky in that show. He’s not the WS. The person we see in the show is the same person that Steve knew before HYDRA, except now? He’s broken and trying to repair himself. The Bucky that Steve knew was not some killing machine. He was a free spirited guy from Brooklyn who loved life. The Bucky we see in FATWS is that Bucky, but now with some serious PTSD and extreme trauma.

💄

#logical stans advice #logicalstansadvice #sebastian stan #opinion blog #anonymous

[roseandxander]

Open for requests

Ideas for fics

Eddie Munson

Shy girl with oral fixation

Shy Little reader series

Bimbo reader meeting d and d members: she gets a question right when they are sat the canteen. “Well done pay” and strokes her hair.

Golden retriever reader at d and d club

Single mom reader come out of abusive relationship with 1 year old son and she’s pregnant series. She’s rich due to her family. Therefore doesn’t need to work.

Depressed shy girl who lives in trailer park and uncle Wayne finds her hiding under the end of his trailer. Her mom left her and she’s now homeless. She’s Eddie’s age but she has such bad social anxiety she can barely speak to anyone. She doesn’t have a job and she doesn’t go to school anymore. (Wayne gets her to go to school with Eddie)

Bucky Barnes

Single mom reader with TFAWS Bucky. Inspired by Luveline Junebaby part 1 where her little boy wanders over to Bucky’s apartment and knocks on the door. Bucky asks him where he came from but he doesn’t talk yet he’s only about 1 but when they go back into the corridor he points at the door and says mommy. He offers to put a deadbolt on the door as the little boy got out really easily.

Eli Whipp

Reader with syphillis. A reminder to Eli of Emilia who he had to let go but now he’s in his 50s with his new lover. And she is discovered to have syphillis when they visit the doctor as part of her face has scarred. There has recently been a cure which has come to America and he finds out his lover used to be rich and actually still is so they travel from their home in Nebraska to find the cure. And she receives it and tells him of how her husband used to beat her and rape her and turns out he had syphillis and she killed him by stabbing him. Her son had dead years prior at age 1 to a unknown illness. She did not know her ex had syphillis but that is the only way she could have gotten it. She survives with the cure and they are finally able to make love and become husband and wife.

Peaky Blinders Headcanons Touch starved s/o shy s/o Bold s/o innocent s/o ditzy s/o Young s/o Arranged marriage innocent s/o Naive s/o Emotionally distant s/o

[sweettcinnamonn]

what brings you here? this. is. my. boat.

#the falcon and the winter soldier #tfaws #tfaws finale #bucky barnes #sam wilson #john walker #zemo #sharon carter #karli morgenthau #sebastian stan #anthony mackie #wyatt russell #daniel brühl #emily vancamp #erin kellyman #CAPTAIN AMERICA #that’s my captain #sambucky #marvel #mcu #i miss them #:’) #twitter #meme #sarah wilson #queen

[bunbury-shitposts]

I had to correct this meme.

#sambucky #sam and bucky #sam wilson #fatws bucky #james buchanan barnes #sergeant james buchanan barnes #bucky fic #fatws fanfic #tfaws finale #tfaws fic #sam bucky #winterfalcon #captain america and bucky #sebastian stan #anthony mackie #winter solider fanfiction #fanfic #fatws memes #tfatws memes #bucky said heart eyes mf

[stucky-will-fucky]

bucky, with 3 children, alpine, sams suit box and a bunch of bananas hanging off his vibranium arm: and then, honestly sarah it was crazy, i just picked up this massive car-

sam, quietly crying in the background: how many times do i have to tell him to not flirt with her

#himbo buck returns #istg he picked up some massive thing in catws #but i cant remember what #anyways i think sam regrets everything at this point #himbo king #avengers #marvel #captain america #bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #sebastian stan #sam wilson #anthony mackie #the falcon #tfaws #tfaws spoilers #tfaws finale #sarah wilson #adepero oduye #tfaws episode 6 #the falcon and the winter soldier #james bucky barnes

[polizwrites]

WIP Update - 10 May 2023

A satisfyingly productive writing week -   I touched 6 fics (2 WIPs  & 4 new works)  for a total of  2701 words, pushing me over  45k for the year!

On Ao3, I posted:

 Chapter 7 of  Takin’ What They’re Givin’ (‘Cause I’m Workin’ for a Livin’)   Camboy!Bucky with Cap!Steve and Iron Man!Tony as clients - identity porn - and actual smut - abounds.

Truth and Consequences  - TFaWS scene retelling with Sam & Bucky bonding.

A Piece of the Past  - Sam and Steve bonding over lost dog tags.     

WinterIron Bingo Round Robin - May 2023 - established WinterIron travel fluff

On Tumblr, I posted:

Beaten to the Punch -  young No Powers AU WinterIron love confessions  (prompt ask response)

Starting Something New  -  canon-compliant post Infinity War  Tony/Pepper softness.  (prompt ask response)

Continuing Her Mission - Agent Carter pulls some strings behind the scenes to get Steve the chance he deserves  (prompt ask response)

I  have  15 active WIPs  with my  current  deadlines being  the Stucky and Avengers Bingos events, as well as the May Adoptable & Monthly Mission for the All Caps Bingo.    Attack Plan for those events.

See  below cut for what I’m working on/planning to work on - arranged more or less by bingos/challenges/etc.  As always, feel free to send me   prompts or plot bunnies as well as asks regarding  any of these projects  or any other WIPs I’ve got out there.   Interaction really helps feed the Muse and keep me motivated!

Seek & Destroy Collab

After reading @psychiccatpanda‘s amazing   Morguna and the Green Queen, I  got the itch to explore the Soldier’s POV and talked  Faustie into   collab’ing with me!  We’re working on a new part of the series, and I’ve  contributed about 900 words towards the  2500-ish we have so far.   Going to see if I can squeeze any of my BBB squares into this fic.  

Stucky Bingo Round Four [SB_R4] (Ends 31 May 2023)

Twenty fills with two bingos and 2 WIPs with a couple of other vague ideas. Targeting completion of at least three more squares - stretch goal of a blackout.

* B1 - Mutual Pining -  Leaning toward the Centerfold fic idea I’ve been toying with for awhile: a Modern No Powers AU where Bucky’s high school crush (skinny!Steve) is a model in a softcore porn mag.   Backup plan = Chapter 3 of   Making All Things New)

* G5 - SHIELD   – soliciting ideas!   (possible crossover with Bucky Barnes Bingo - Forgotten Things?)

* O4 - AU: Supernatural -  got inspired by a dream to start a Stucky fantasy AU (magician!Steve/ensorcelled!Bucky) that @bill-longbow   is collaborating on with me. We’re currently sitting at 1640 words (984-ish of which are mine).    I really need to pick this back up & get it going 😬   I can use it for my BBB  AU: Medieval/Fantasy square and with some re-writing, I may be able to squish this into the Myths and Legends monthly prompt  and my BB_C4  Myth square.

*Adoptable1 - Remix one of your own fics – Finally cracked this thanks to another 3 Prompts –> Summary game: Wings, Transformation, Confession.  I’m planning a Bucky POV of part of Take What Was Wrong (And Make it Right) the obvious title - Half of the Flesh and Blood That Makes Me Whole. 😁  I’ve got 715 words in so far  and am crossing over with my WIB Mutual Pining square.  I may try to crossover with something from my new BBB card as well.

Avengers Bingo Round Four [AvB_R4] (Ends 2 June)

This  time around the card is a 3x3,  so am looking at writing different   pairings for my two favorite Avengers - Tony and Steve.    I have 4 fills  completed and four WIPs, with an idea for the remaining square.   Need to get moving on this as well - see  my Attack Plan

*A2 -  “Don’t leave me, please.” - Leaning toward a Steve POV of the post-battle scene where Tony’s just fallen out of the sky.  Something short, but hopefully sweet.  Other option - maybe combine with SB Adoptable -Remix own fic  

* B2 - Crossover AU –  picking up my Star Wars fusion Stucky/Stuckony fic:  Never More to Go Astray.  Pleased to discover the latest WIP chapter was already sitting at 942 words - just need to figure out how to wrap up the chapter.

* B3 - Mistaken Identity -  Chapter 3 of   Decision at Sundown  (based on the ficlet I wrote to fill the “Wet Your Whistle”  FFC23 prompt) is in progress and sitting at 737 words. I need to work the prompt in a bit more clearly before I can consider this finished - maybe another 300-500 words?

* C1 - Babysitter AU -   Started working on a collab with MagicaDraconia16 - tentatively titled Peremesnik (aka Three Avengers and a Baby). This will crossover with my  ACB Babysitter square and will involve  Steve, Bucky & Tony kidfic shenanigans.  Chapter 1 is sitting at  2205 words (my part - roughly 1400 words)  with another 500-ish already in chapter 2 (300-ish are mine).

* C3 - Dog Tags -  A Piece of the Past   posted this morning. It’s a Sam POV  ficlet where he helps Steve with the titular item.  This crosses over with my SWB Steve Rogers square and came in at 404 words.

Bucky Barnes Connect Four Alt-Juniverse Event (BB_C4)[ends 30 Jun 2023]

Signed up for this event over at @buckybarnesevents - you get a four-square card featuring ideas for AUs.  The prompts can be used as stand-alones or combined with each other or other events.   Thanks to crossovers, I have  three fils and a WIP for the other square!  

* C4 - Myth - thinking I can combine this with the SB   Supernatural AU square idea above, possibly with a little re-writing.

All Caps Bingo [ACB_R1]  (Ends 30 Sep 2023)

I’ve got nine completed fics, four WIPs and  will be pursuing the One Fill, One Bingo  Challenge for Row 5.  

* I1 - Mutual Pining - may combine with the Stucky Bingo Mutual Pining or save for the upcoming TSB round.

* G1 - Isaiah Bradley -  Planning to add more to The Fist, Defeated.   (possibly present day)

* G3 - Established Relationship -  see Stucky Bingo - Remix Own Fic

* G4 - Babysitting - see  AvB Babysitting AU above.

* O3 - Pararescue Sam Wilson - may try to squish this into an expansion of   A Rising Star -  a previous Flash Fiction Friday fill.  

* May Adoptable -   I’m going to use either   AU: Sex Worker or  Scenting  for Chapter 3 of   Making All Things New, which is already up to 857 words. 

* May Monthly Mission  - Sir, Yes, Sir  is a perfect match for Chapter 2 of  Surrender (But Don’t Give Yourself Away) -  my WinterIron –>Stuckony  Steve POV WIP based on the following 3 Prompts –> Summary game prompt :  Praise Kink, One Night Stand, Identity Porn. It’s sitting at 1321 words at the moment and will cross over with my WIB  Edging and BBB KINK: “Please let me come” squares.

Sam Wilson Bingo [SWB_R3]  (Ends 15 Oct 2023)

I have two fills and one WIP -  I need to work on cross fills between this and the All Caps and Bucky Barnes bingo!

* G3 - Joaquin Torres - see ACB Pararescue Sam Wilson above.

* O2 - Steve Rogers  – see AvB  Dog Tags  above.

WinterIron Bingo  - [WIB_R1]   (Ends 16 Dec 2023)

I have 3 fills completed and two WIPs for this brand-new bingo event that I’m helping mod!  Still getting my thoughts together on what to match up with other cards, but   think I’m going to try to combine my B column squares for the Iron Soldier badge (complete a bingo with a single work). – Alpha Tony Stark, “That was not my intention.”, James Rhodes,Alpine loves Tony and Blind date.

* I1 - Edging - see ACB May Monthly Mission: Sir, Yes, Sir  mentioned above.

* I4 - Identity Porn - Posted  Chapter 7 of   Takin’ What They’re Givin’ (‘Cause I’m Workin’ for a Livin’)  last Friday -- Bucky meets Tony and they find a way to keep his identity a secret after all.  This chapter came in at 2988 words, with a final Chapter coming before the end of the month.

* N1 - Bucharest --  I think I can fold this into a future chapter of My Love is Vengeance -  where a young!Tony and a recovering!Bucky have been kidnapped by Hydra, who still thinks Bucky is the Soldier. 

* G3 - “You don’t have one of those, do you?”  Squeezed this into the WinterIron Bingo Round Robin - May 2023 - a cute established WI fic where Tony takes Bucky to Italy for gelato.   It posted today with my part coming in at 332 words. 

* G4 - AU: College Students -- looking to expand Beaten to the Punch  with some backstory on Bucky and Tony as science camp counselors to fit with this square - will also cross over with my WFB  Volunteering Together square.

* O4 - Steve Rogers - Using this for chapter 8 of   Takin’ What They’re Givin’ (‘Cause I’m Workin’ for a Livin’), where camboy!Bucky’s worlds start to collide.  The chapter is coming in at 2152 words and will get posted probably by the end of the month.  

* O5 - Gentle – use this poem  as inspiration?

* ADOPTABLE1 - 1990′s   – picked this to prod me into picking My Love is Vengeance back up.  I do have a nice chunk of the next chapter  written (1168 words) -  and had a bit of inspiration that may allow me to wrap this up in  two more chapters beyond this one.  

Bucky Barnes Bingo  - [BBB_R5]   (Ends 10 Jan 2024)

Am still trying to match up squares to crossfill, but have 2 fills,  five WIPs and a couple more Vague ideas already.

* B1 - AU: Medieval/Fantasy -  see SB AU: Supernatural above.

* B4 - Shapeshifters -  a potential crossover with my SB  AU: Changed into an Animal square - but  I need  a plot bunny and it is a low priority fill at the moment.

* U2 - Clint Barton/Hawkeye -  Dredged up my year-old Winter Soldier/ young Clint WIP   You Can’t Stop It With a Gun.  Chapter 3 was already in progress and is now up to 548 words.    

* U5 - AU: Flower Shop -  see  BBB_C4   No Powers AU above.

* C2 - Yelena Belova –  see AvB Babysitter AU

* C4 - KINK: “Please let me come.”  See SB  Identity Porn above - Chapter 2.

* C5 - Marriage of Convenience/Pretend Couple -  next chapter of   Lady Natasha’s Consort and Lord Steve’s Companion.    Not quite sure where to take this next at the moment.  😕

* K3 - Magic -  Aro!Bucky sickfic idea?  

* Y2 - [image: IW Bucky with the good hair] Last week’s Flash Fiction Friday prompt [#FFF198 What Comes Next]   was a perfect match for an idea I’d already been playing around with to fill this square.   I banged out Getting Prepared -  an A:IW missing scene set between the time that T’Challa and Okoye come for Bucky and the moment he sees Steve again.  I will post it to Ao3 sometime in the next month or so.

* Y3 - Alpine  - see WIB Iron Soldier combo.

Warm and Fuzzy Bingo  - [WFB]   (no end date)

I got my card from  @warmandfluffybingocards back in February but really hadn’t done much with it  - however, I’m picking it back up for some crossover possibilities!

* N4 - Affectionate Teasing -- I can fill this with Starting Something New , but am going to hold off on posting to Ao3 until the next Tony Stark Bingo round starts.  😁

* O5 - Volunteering Together -- see WIB AU: College Students

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On  other creative fronts:  I have Sharky and Bones Stuffed With Character figures in progress. I have multiple commissions to work on and am prepping for a con in June  so am  pretty well booked up through early summer.

That said, if  you’re looking for one of a kind gifts for birthdays or other celebrations later in the year, check  out Stuffed With Character    over on Facebook for a full list of my designs (now over 100!).   These soft stuffed figures are  mostly Marvel and monsters, but I have some Star Wars, Star Trek, DC   and Disney figures as well. Plus I love to take custom design   requests  for any fandom!

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