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Buck, coming out of anesthesia: My Husband will be mad if you keep touching me like that.
Bucky, softly running his fingers through Buck's hair: I am your husband.
Buck's heart rate monitor: 💥💥💥
Curt, recording in the corner: Blackmail.
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A snippet from chapter three of Love at second sight ("https://archiveofourown.org/works/55253749/chapters/140155690")
I was hoping to upload it sooner but I've had to work and now I'm going away for the weekend, so the snippet will have to make do!
Yes, Gale is unhinged. That's why we love him 🥰
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lonesomecupid · 4 days
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majorbuckyegan · 1 month
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"Cleven, up until he died, talked about Egan. And there's that anecdote, he was his best man at his wedding, right? And he said something like "should've been me and you getting married"."
Callum Turner how DARE you make me feel these emotions on a Wednesday evening
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bcolfanfic · 28 days
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d’awww look at his little passenger princess back there
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jskywalkvr · 7 days
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you look at your best friend like this?
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jakes3resin · 18 days
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Modern Reincarnation AU
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"Sorry," Bucky grins, stepping out of the way. The other man stares up at him, blue eyes wide. "You alright there?" "Coffee for Buck!" The barista calls out behind them, jolting the other man out of his stupor. The man grabs the coffee. He thanks the barista in a rush, barely even looking at his coffee. He turns back to Bucky, lips pursed as he stares at him. His grip on his coffee, Bucky notes, is verging on too tight. The poor cup looks like it's going to crumple. Bucky smiles, gesturing for the other to walk by, but Buck just stands there. "Sorry, this is weird, but you look a lot like a guy I once knew from Wisconsin." Buck says, not once taking his eyes off of Bucky. "Also went by the name Bucky." "Wow," Bucky says. He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "What a coincidence!"
You know those reincarnation AUs where one person remembers their shared past while the other doesn't? Well, what if only Buck remembered, and he met Bucky, who didn't?
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curtsbigspoon · 12 days
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thoughts on how buck and bucky would end up kissing and/or hooking up for the first time? what would lead up to it, who would make the first move etc <3
I feel like it would have to be either after a rough mission, or a successful one.
First one could be that the grief and loss has worn everyone down, John and Gale are trying to understand their place in it all, to cope with the fact it could be one of them next. 
Gale is more reserved about his anxiety, doesn’t show it publicly, has to be a leader for everyone. John is more likely to get physically antsy, tries to find the positives in it all because he’s still got Gale. 
It feeds off on everyone, able to find hope despite their fears.
Gale’s never been more relieved at John’s glass half full type of energy, feeling less burdened by the weight of pressure.
But John confronts him one night, he’s a little more drunk than he should be, but it’s the only way to find his strength.
He crowds Gale against a wall, his lips pulled tight, pressing his forehead to their shoulder, bottom lip jutted out and trembling. 
Gale feels it then, what he’s been hiding, brings his hand to John’s shoulder and tries to rub him there reassuringly.
John voices his fears, lifts his head, Gale sees how wet they’ve grown. 
“It’s gonna be alright,” Gale murmurs, and he tries to smile, ducking his head slightly. “We’re gonna be alright.”
John swallows, feels a lot of things in the moment, isn’t sure what any of them are.
Not until he brings his hand up, cupping it again Gale’s cheek, surging forward to press their lips together in something that’s too messy, teeth clacking against one another, almost bumping noses.
But Gale doesn’t run from it, just stands there shocked, feels his eyes widen before John pulls away from him. 
“You shouldn’t have done that,” he whispers, but there’s no menace to his tone, no real rejection to back up his words.
John catches it, and he steps back, nodding his head. 
“Yeah, I shouldn’t have… Too bad I’m about to do it again anyways.”
Right well I should probably say now it wasn’t supposed to turn into that but, I’d feel bad ridding y’all of the extra content so I’ll let it stay.
The other option is much more cheerier!
They’re probably together in the hall, music’s blasting, people are dancing, John and Gale are at each other’s sides as always.
John’s especially taken by the thrill of it all, can’t stop smiling, finding ways to chime in with singing, or patting his comrades on the back whenever they walk back.
Gale’s just smiling, sometimes he grins a little more with teeth, feels the world sweep away from him. 
It might just be one night, but they’re making it his, they’re taking the victory and using it as means to inspire how successful the future could be. 
After all their hard work they deserve it.
John probably saunters back, hooks his arm around Gale, leans real close. 
“Come with me?”
“You need an escort now?”
“I might, you don’t want me wandering off on my own tonight, do you?”
Even though he tries to hold meaning to the theat, the smile spilling over his cheeks shows he’s just trying to get his way.
Gale gives into him anyways, follows him outside, lets him smoke his cigar and leans his head back against the wall to take in the stars.
The world feels at peace for a little while, no fights or fires above, just laughter and joy and beer.
John catches his gaze, follows it with a grin, nudges his arm into him.
“Don’t get too lost in the clouds, Gale. I need you down here with me.”
“I’m always down here with you.”
John laughs at that, thinks it’s the funniest, sighs and leans his head back to join Gale’s observations.
“I don’t plan on letting you go anywhere anytime soon, you can count on that.”
Gale laughs too, something easy and sweet.
John tilts his head towards the blond, leans close to murmur something, and Gale turns in time to catch their lips almost touching.
It stops them both, John’s lips parted and ready to usher words, Gale’s closed and ready to listen - but they split apart when they notice how close John is.
“I don’t plan on going anywhere,” Gale whispers, thinks it’ll spark them both back to normalcy. 
It doesn’t, if anything it halts John further in his tracks, and then his eyes dip.
Gale doesn’t have time to warn him not to be too hasty, to tell him he should move in case someone comes out and sees them so close. 
John’s lips on his force him into silence, everything else falls away, and his cheeks warm under the attention before he gently prods John back.
“Someone could have seen,” he warns, and something about it makes John smile.
Gale’s slightly appalled at his lack of consideration or care regarding the matter until John continues.
“Next time I’ll be more careful.”
Fuck. I ended up yapping again. Okay so I could honestly see it going different ways but I wound up writing two very specific scenarios, sorry bout that one. If you want different like perspectives in the future lemme know.
And, uh, hope you enjoyed??
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wolviestars · 5 days
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i will never shut up about these scenes
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Bucky: *bending over to pick something up*
Buck: *trips over a chair*
several replacements: *walk into things*
Kidd, sighing: Time to clear out the board. We're back at zero. *writes zero in number of days without a Bucky induced injury*
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johnslittlespoon · 3 days
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after seeing the ask of buck tying up bucky's shoelaces i got a tiktok video right after of a guy taking his girlfriend's shoes off and putting them on and now all i can think about is buck grumbling a bit when he's doing it but he's a gentleman and loves to give bucky the princess treatment he just can't let bucky know that...
!! gale may be the passenger princess but john is his princess lol, and i feel like he's very much an acts–of–service love language type so he secretly enjoys getting to do little things like that for him <3
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I firmly believe that Bucky's love language (besides the obvious physical touch) is acts of service - scrounging up the materials for Buck's radio, giving Buck the lucky deuce, getting him a bike, making sure that he's the first of them to try to escape, etc - while Buck's is words of affirmation - "don't you die on me before I get over there", "the last few years would have been a lot rougher without you", "this you will be the one worth knowing", etc.
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lonesomecupid · 7 days
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literally
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majorbuckyegan · 12 days
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Five kisses that Bucky stole from Buck, and one kiss that Buck stole in return. (x)
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bcolfanfic · 18 days
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something something you're trying not to tell him that you love him, and you're trying to choke down the feeling, and you're trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you've discovered something you didn't even have a name for. (x)
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anachilles · 27 days
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something something bucky using the extremely short time he’s back at base before flying out on what would be his last revenge mission to pack buck’s trunk (whilst at the same time insisting to anyone that’ll listen that they don’t actually ship it back to the US yet).
something something amongst buck’s things, finding one of the man’s silk (?) neckerchiefs/cravats still soaked in his signature aftershave, and it landing a visceral double hit to both his chest and his gut.
when nobody’s looking he slips it somewhere underneath what he’s wearing. takes it into the air with him on the mission and then hurtles from the sky down into what feels like hell, all with the soft material stretched against his skin and the achingly familiar scent lingering about him.
days later, he’s able to give it back to buck and all when they’re reunited at the stalag. for appearances, surrounded by the other, buck accepts it with a hint of a smile and a joke about bucky going to such an awful lot of trouble just to get it back to him.
but he also sees how bucky’s hands hesitate just a beat in handing it over, how his jaw ticks just a little despite how he’s smiling in the levity of the moment.
buck can read this man upside down and back to front, after all.
so he grabs him later on in a moment alone and gives it back, the lingering brush of their hands and a loaded look as much a promise as the gesture itself.
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