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fleurdelouvemonth · 4 months

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And thus, we bring to an official close the third Fleur De Louve Month 2023! Thank you so much to all the authors and artists and creators who took part in or read or reblogged all the amazing content that was created! This list will represent our final master list.

But wait! I hear you ask: what do we do with all the love we have left behind?

Fear not! Any additional works or recs related to this month can still be submitted and we will be happy to reblog it and update the master list to include them.

The admins thoroughly enjoyed interacting with everyone and appreciate you all for helping this ship grow! Please stay tuned for what comes next and, always, keep creating for the good ship Fleur De Louve!

𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑲 𝑶𝑵𝑬: 𝑭𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔

Week One Masterlist

𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑲 𝑻𝑾𝑶: 𝑫𝒊𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔

Week Two Masterlist

𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑲 𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑬: 𝑨𝑼 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔

Week Three Masterlist

𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑲 𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑹: 𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔

Week Four Masterlist

𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑲 𝑭𝑰𝑽𝑬: 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒔

Week Five Masterlist

Thank you again for all of the amazing content you created to make this event possible!

Feel free to bookmark this post and come back to enjoy Fleur De Louve month again and again in the new year.

(Divider credits go to @firefly-graphics)

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fleurdelouve · 7 months

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Since we had about 83% people vote that they wanted another annual event, and about 16% people said they did not, this question of the week goes out to those who DO want to have and participate in an annual event:

For 2023 what would you like this year's event to be focused on?

2021 was prompt-focused on mostly seasonal and holiday-based prompts

2022 was a gift exchange (which didn't go well, unfortunately)

Another prompt based event, or not? Do you want to do something new, such as a bingo? Also, share the topics you would like to work with! 💛

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sarifinasnightmare · 1 year

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Chapters: 7/7 Fandom: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Sarah Wilson, Helmut Zemo & Original Female Character(s), Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Sarah Wilson (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Helmut Zemo, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Original Female Character(s), Rebecca Barnes Proctor, Alpine the Cat (Marvel) Additional Tags: Romance, Young Love, Christmas Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Alternate Universe - College/University, Not Canon Compliant, Awesome Sarah Wilson (Marvel), Bucky Barnes's Metal Arm, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Gift Exchange, christmas writing prompt, Fleur De Louve 2022, Protective Steve Rogers, Eventual Smut, Protective Sam Wilson, Sam Wilson is So Done, saving christmas, Romantic Gestures, Protective Helmut Zemo, Annoyed Helmut Zemo, Alpine is awesome, Little Sisters, mentions of peggy carter - Freeform Summary:

Sarah is studying abroad in Romania and hopes to have a nice Christmas even though she is far from home. Her new co-worker at the coffee shop, James, immediately has eyes for her and after their first contact she can't help but look back.

Your Prompt/Assignment: "Help me with these lights?" / Coffee Shop AU or College AU

IT IS COMPLETE!! Merry Christmas!!

#fleur de louve #fleur de louve month #sarah x bucky #bucky x sarah #bucky barnes x sarah wilson #sarah wilson #bucky barnes #ao3 update #ao3 stuff #ao3 writer #writing prompt #christmas love #romantic fluff #young love

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tllgrrl · 6 months

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Sweet Potato Pie by @tllgrrl aka Nefertiri Jones

SarahBucky Fleur De Louve Month 2023 - Week 1, Day 2 Prompt: “Sweet Potato Pie” | SFW

Sarah Wilson/Bucky Barnes, and Special Guest Cameo: Sam Wilson

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It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

Sarah’s boys were already at the grandparents in Atlanta, and the original plan was that Sam would be in NYC with Misty, the restaurant would be closed until Friday, and Bucky would be home with her for a nice, quiet (maybe not so quiet) Wednesday, then the two of them would make a Thanksgiving Day drive to Atlanta to stay until Sunday, when the boys would come back with them to Delacroix.

That was the plan.

Then came the phone call, and there she was hearing about how some shit had popped off on the other side of the world in a place that she wasn’t privy to know for her own safety, and in the blink of an eye she was on the front porch, kissing Bucky goodbye before dawn…again.

“I’m sorry, nandi,” he said softly, his forehead touching hers.

“I know, baby. It is what it is,” she answered, pulling his dog tags over her head and onto his neck. “Just come back to me in one piece.”

“I will.”

“You better.”

“Save me some Sweet Potato Pie,” he says over his shoulder, walking toward the van.

“Me too!” someone yelled from the passenger seat.

“Ha! I’ll think about it, Cap.”

“You’re the meanest sister ever!”

“No she isn’t.”

“Yes, she is.”

“It’s called Tough Love, Samuel.”

“Just get in the car. You and that Tough Love bullsh—“

“Language!”

“What?!?”

She’s used to it by now. It’s sort of The Other Family Business: Superheroes.

This time, however, when the SUV drove off with her brother and her lover, the second the vehicle made that turn out of the driveway, she sat on the front step, and had a good, angry cry.

After a few minutes, she dried her eyes on her (on Bucky’s) t-shirt, and took a deep breath. “Okay. Enough of that…”

She got up, went into the house, picked up her cellphone, a notepad and pencil, pressed a speed dial number, and started making plans.

Evening, on the Other Side of the World…

Bucky dragged himself into the tiny old hotel room, dropped his backpack on the dresser, closed the curtains, checked the room for bugs...and bugs, then he turned on the old school TV set (complete with rabbit ears) and clicked the old remote until he found a futbol match.

He could still smell the light fragrance of Sarah’s hair conditioner, and feel her body against his when he kissed her goodbye.

“Damn…” he mumbled, reaching deep into his backpack and pulling out a small brown bag of plums.

“Happy Thanksg—“

Someone knocked on the door.

He retrieved one of his fixed blade knives from a compartment in the backpack, and waited.

Another knock, this time in a familiar pattern.

“Yo, Buck?”

Bucky opened the door to find Sam standing there with what looked like a box wrapped in a thermal blanket. There was also a smaller flat box sitting on top of it.

“Hey, come in. What’s all that?”

“It’s a special delivery. This goes with it.”

Sam handed him a six pack of a local beer, and pulled an envelope out of his jacket pocket.

“I got one too. Seems like we weren’t going to be spending the holiday away from…well, go’on open your envelope. I’m heading back to my room for mine.”

“What—?”

“Don’t ask me. Just open this envelope. Have a good evening, Buck.”

“Um…Thanks?”

“You’re welcome, Cyborg Man.”

Bucky heard Sam chuckle as he closed the door.

He moved his laptop to the bed and placed the boxes on the small table in the corner, opened the envelope, and picked up his cellphone, smiling as he dialed the encrypted number on the StarkTech phone.

“Hey, nandi.”

“Hey yourself, mthandi.”

“Can I see you?”

“Of course. Hold on…”

Their screens both go black, then they see each other.

He gently touches her cheek on his screen, and she touches his cheek on hers.

“I miss you.”

“I miss you, too. Wait. Have you…? James. Open the boxes.”

“Boxes? Oh!!”

Bucky unwrapped the large box first and when he opened the seal, steam wafted out, and delicious aromas filled the room.

He couldn’t believe his eyes, or his nose.

It was a whole meal of turkey, dressing, greens, cornbread and slices of his favorite: Sarah’s meatloaf. There was even a separate container of a serving of gumbo.

“Baby…” he chuckled, eyes beginning to brim, “what…what did you—?”

“I figured, since we couldn’t be together like we planned, we could at least…well… shoot, I wasn’t gonna cry…”

Bucky was wiping his eyes as well.

“Sarah…this is just…did Sam get—should I go get—?“

“No. He’s good. Probably on the phone with Misty right about now. The two of us got together. She arranged to have a QuinnJet bring me to New York not long after you left. She knew the team’s prep schedule, so we did our shopping, spent a day cooking, and had the boxes loaded onto the transport before departure.

I asked Torres to make sure neither of you knew about the boxes until you were at your destination. Misty and I made him a combo plate from both of us.”

“I don’t know what to…Thank you, intanda. This is…”

“Close the box, put the heat blanket back on it, get cleaned up and comfy. I’ll wait, so we can have dinner together. Okay?”

Bucky wiped his eyes and picked up the small brown bag, showing her what was inside, “I was gonna have these plums.”

“Have them for breakfast. Your dessert is in the pie box.”

“My dessert is in Delacroix, where I should be right now,” he says in that tone that makes her toes curl in that good way.

“Boy, stop!” she giggles.

He hears Sarah giggle and it makes him want to run all the way back to Louisiana, Secret Empire wannabees and the Atlantic Ocean be damned.

He opened the box and she watched him bite his lip in anticipation. Bites his lip in that way.

She sees him bite his lip and she wants to run to him, Louisiana swamps and the Atlantic Ocean be damned.

“You’re still saving me a slice for when I get home, right?”

“Of course! I brought you over to Team Sweet Potato Pie. No way I’m letting you backslide back to pumpkin! Not as long as we’re—“

“Come’ere, you,” he laughs, walking the phone into the bathroom.

“Where are we going?”

“Getting ready for a quick shower.”

She can see his metal hand and the bathroom ceiling, then the phone tips forward and now she can see him. Most of him. He repositions the phone again and now she can see a goodly amount of him.

He reached into the shower, turned on the tap, then faced the camera, took off his shirt, and started unbuttoning his jeans.

“Want to tell me what you’re doing, mthandi?” Sarah said, before draining her entire glass of sweet tea because The Thirst was real.

“Taking a shower so I can get ready for dinner with my intanda,” he smiled. “Care to join me?”

“Are you taking your phone into the—“

“Sure am. What! It’s waterproof.”

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@fleurdelouvemonth 2023 - Week 1: “Food” - Day 2: “Sweet Potato Pie”

Also posted on The AO3.

Thanks for reading!

#bucky barnes #sarah wilson #sarahbucky #buckysarah #sarah x bucky #bucky x sarah #sarah wilson x bucky barnes #bucky barnes x sarah wilson #sarah wilson/bucky barnes #bucky barnes/sarah wilson #sam wilson #fleur de louve #fleurdelouve month #fleurdelouve month 2023 #week 1 #prompt food #sarahbucky fanfiction #fan fiction

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rebelmeg · 6 months

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Heart Eyes Over Coffee

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Sarah Wilson Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Sarah Wilson (Marvel), Ned Leeds, Shuri (Marvel), Harley Keener, Peter Parker Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Protective Bucky Barnes, Dad Mode Bucky Barnes, MCU teens ganging up on their work dad, Awesome Sarah Wilson (Marvel), Bucky blushes a lot, Flirting, First Meetings, Mentioned Sam Wilson, the teens are all entities of sass, mentioned Harley/Shuri, Nicknames, Bucky will personally throw all mean or disrespectful customers out the window Summary:

Papa Bear Bucky (wow, does he hate that nickname) falls in love at first sight, while his work kids ogle and make helpful commentary. "Helpful" being extremely subjective...

Notes: *Knocking out squares and prompts like a prize fighter* Warm & Fluffy bingo square N1 – Coffeeshop AU, @marvelrarepairbingo square O2 – unexpected love, @buckybarnesbingo square C1 – nicknames, @comfortember Day 16 – Coffee/Tea Break, and @fleurdelouve SarahBucky Month, Day 14 – Coffee Shop/Bakery AU!

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gghalcyon · 6 months

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Bucky met Sarah's warm gaze, noticing the way her eyes crinkled at the corners as she smiled at him, and he found himself drawing closer to her, wanting badly to capture her lips in his in a gentle kiss.

Title: The Sweetest Risk | Bucky Barnes x Sarah Wilson | Rating: General | Words: Part 1/1 (1053 Words) | Prompt: SarahBucky Fleur De Louve Month 2023 - Week 1, Day 2 Prompt: “Sweet Potato Pie” | Synopsis: Bucky Barnes shoots his shot and asks Sarah Wilson on a date.

Bucky smiled as he carefully balanced two white boxes with two pies from Sarah's favorite bakery downtown in one hand and a paper bag with an armful of flowers in the other. He stepped up to her porch two at a time and knocked on her door. When she opened it, Sarah smiled widely when she saw the pies and flowers and hugged Bucky.

He had decided to bring something special for Sarah when she had invited him over for dinner with her brother Sam and her boys. He had remembered Sam mentioning that sweet potato pie was Sarah's favorite, so he had gone downtown to her favorite bakery and picked up two. He also couldn't resist buying her a bouquet of flowers, hoping it'd show her his intention to get to know her better.

As Sarah invited him inside, Bucky couldn't help but notice how the dim light of her living room made her eyes sparkle. He had always felt a connection to her, and he cherished how welcoming she was to him.

Dinner was a lively affair, with Sarah's two kids, AJ and Cass, eagerly relating stories of their school day and Sarah's laughter easily filling the room. Bucky smiled, noticing how comfortable and at ease everyone seemed in her presence. As they ate, conversation flowed effortlessly among them--talking about books they had read, the latest movies, politics, and even the quirky neighbor down the street.

Amidst all this, Bucky found himself stealing glances at Sarah from time to time. He couldn't help but be drawn to her vibrant spirit and easy warmth surrounding their dinner table. Whenever his gaze met hers, she smiled knowingly back at him, and he felt a pleasant shiver run down his spine each time they locked eyes.

After dinner, Sam challenged his nephews to a race of their new toy trucks in the living room. The kids cheered and squealed in delight as their little vehicles zoomed around on the carpet.

Bucky smiled as he watched the kids laughing and racing their little toy trucks around the living room. They were so carefree and happy in that moment, making him feel happy for them.

He and Sarah soon went about cleaning up the dinner they had shared. Sarah had prepared a delicious meal, and Bucky noticed how peaceful and comfortable the kitchen was compared to the chaos in the other room. As they worked together, they kept up a steady conversation about movies, books, and other topics easily.

Bucky couldn't help but steal glances at Sarah as they worked. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun, revealing her soft neckline, and she had ditched her sweater in the kitchen's warmth. He was struck by how casually beautiful she was--he noticed how her eyes lit up when she talked about something she was passionate about or how her lips slightly curved upwards into an easy smile when she laughed at one of his jokes.

Bucky and Sarah continued to clean together comfortably. As Bucky reached for a plate, Sarah's hand accidentally brushed against his metal arm. He instinctively tensed, expecting her to recoil from the reminder of his dark past.

But instead, she simply smiled softly and gave him an understanding look. Sarah didn't flinch away. Instead, her fingers lingered, openly grazing along the smooth metal plates. She touched his arm as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Just like she had accepted every part of him since they first met, seeing him for who he was now, not who he used to be.

At that moment, Bucky felt a warmth in his chest that he hadn't felt in a long time. He met Sarah's warm gaze, noticing the way her eyes crinkled at the corners as she smiled at him, and he found himself drawing closer to her, wanting badly to capture her lips in his in a gentle kiss. She inched forward to meet his, but Sam's voice in the other room distracted them and she pulled away.

From the living room, Sam's voice rang out. "Cass, no throwing the trucks!" Then softer, to himself, "Definitely gotta talk to Bucky about flirting with my sister..."

Bucky ducked his head sheepishly, but Sarah just grinned and playfully bumped his shoulder. "Don't worry about him," she whispered. As she slid her hand down Bucky's metal arm, he shivered pleasantly.

"It's nice getting to spend time with you tonight," she said softly. "Joining us for dinner meant a lot for the boys."

"Just the boys?" Bucky couldn't help but shoot his shot, feeling a connection grow between them.

Sarah smiled beautifully at him. "It meant a lot to me too. I figured you'd already know that."

Bucky swallowed, his heart pounding in his chest as he nervously looked into Sarah's eyes. He wanted to make the most of this moment, to express the feelings he had been harboring for her since they had first met.

"Maybe next time you'll let me cook for you, just us two," he blurted out, instantly regretting how cheesy it sounded.

Sarah tilted her head and gave him a small grin. "Yeah?"

The corners of Bucky's mouth lifted into a timid smile as Sarah waited patiently for his response. He nodded slowly, feeling bolder than before. He stepped closer and caught her hand, gently running his thumb over her knuckles. "Go on a date with me, Sarah?"

Sarah blushed and looked up at him through thick lashes, her eyes bright and her smile as beautiful as ever. "Yes. I'd really like that, Bucky."

Bucky couldn't help but smile widely and gave her hand a gentle squeeze, feeling a warmth in his chest that he hadn't felt in a long time. This amazing woman was going to give him a shot.

The two of them stayed like that for what felt like an eternity before Sam's voice interrupted them from the living room. "You two almost done in there?" they heard Sam call out.

Bucky and Sarah shared knowing glances and chuckled to themselves. Sarah called back to Sam jokingly, "Almost," before returning to Bucky.

Yeah, he was definitely in trouble here with Sam for asking Sarah out on a date. But one look at her glowing smile made him think some risks are worth taking.

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rebellconquerer · 2 years

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Can you do all the author numbers for your fic She Waits 🥺

Fic in question above :)

1) Any deleted scenes from this fic that didn’t make it into the final story? : Yes! I had a little scene where Ramonda initially goes looking for Bucky and finds Sarah awake and they have a little conversation. It was cute, but it didn't add anything and didn't flow as well.

2) Was there an alternative ending for this fic you had in mind? : No. The fic started with an image in my head of Ramonda holding baby and welcoming her to Wakanda.

4 Hypothetically if you were to make a sequel to this fic…What is a story you would think of? A sequel? A prelude? A time skip? Etc. Just any thoughts you might have for it? : I think I'd probably do one a few months later as Bucky and Sarah deal with late nights and wet diapers and no sleep. Another little one-shot that looks at what their life looks like with a baby in the mix.

5 If you were to go back and change anything a scene, a way anything was written, a piece of dialogue etc. What would you change from this fic? : The last little bit with Ramonda holding the baby didn't turn out exactly how I wanted. I don't know how I would fix it, but I would want it to flow better. Feel more dream like in quality.

6 Are you satisfied with how this fic turned out? : I'm okay with it. It's not one of my favourites that I've written because I don't think I hit the mark. But I wrote it for a Fleur de louve challenge, so I needed to put it up.

7 Was there a scene/ part you enjoyed writing most from this fic? : I enjoyed the interaction between Bucky and Cass. It was short but really cute.

8 Was there a scene/ part you enjoyed writing least from this fic? : That last bit with Ramonda. I think it could have been so much better. And I spent so long trying to find a nickname for Ramonda to call the baby.

9 Did/do you have any rituals or habits when writing this specific fic? : No

10 How long did it take for you to write this fic? : about a week. Most of that time was spent trying to decide if I would talk about T'Challa (I decided no because I don't know what Marvel is going to do, but I hinted that he was gone in it) and trying to craft the quote to incorporate the 'She Waits' from the title.

#asks #rebellwrites #asked and answered #inbox is always open

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philtstone · 2 years

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Would LOVE sarahbucky with touching 47 elbow touch if you feel so led :)

technically part of this verse. also, veeery technically could pass for the "secret relationship" prompt for sarahbucky month

Bucky is toting an over-laden armful of fold out chairs towards the back door of the Delacroix community center’s kitchen when he overhears Sarah and John Bartlet in the heat of friendly-exasperated conversation.

“What about that fella Big Nate knew at the post office?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Oh well now come on, Sarah. He’s a handsome guy, he’s got all sorts of looks. Marly said he’s got all sorts of women after him too.”

“He looks like a spooked gazelle every time Anette brings baby Nina ‘round. You forgot about my kids, John?”

Bucky's never officially met John Bartlet before, but he's one of those people in this town that seem to have known the Wilsons since grade school -- homegrown history, respected community institution, that sort of thing. John's a doctor, of medicine, which most everyone knows and more respect, as he is the good sort to boot. His wife Marlene teaches piano lessons to anyone interested and runs the foodbank.

Delacroix's a funny sort of place like that. There's a sense of knowing that goes back for families and families, like the town is more the handful of people keeping it going than anything else -- but, also, it has been through so much in the last two decades that it's a an ad hoc patchwork, its folks entirely new. Between Katrina and the Blip, half the population here has appeared, disappeared, and reappeared, and still, through all of that, people think they know all of each other's business.

Well. Usually, they do. But Sarah declared last month that if Sam and Ms. Gloria and the neighborhood kids had to know they were sleepin' together, fine, only that was where she drew the line. Everyone else would have to figure it all out on their lonesome.

Bucky pauses against the brick of the kitchen parking lot entrance and bites his lip, shoulder primed against the doorjamb, unsure of where the conversation is going.

“Alright," John is saying, "alright, well, we can think of someone else –”

“I told you," says Sarah. "I am not interested in dating right now.”

Bucky supposes this is accurate; she’s interested in the easy normalcy of the Wilsons’ new morning breakfast routine, and figuring out how to give him brain-melting massages, and developing all sorts of habits that involve perching herself in Bucky’s lap when there’s a shortage of chairs in the backyard porch.

Which is pretty much always.

Still – Sarah is brilliant and competent and beautiful. He’s been vaguely aware of the fact that she’s definitely one of the community’s more eligible single women since maybe the second day he knew her.

“It’s been years, honey. You gotta get out there again.”

“I do not,” Sarah says, with such a prim tone and inflection that, in spite of himself, Bucky bites back a snort. “I am fine where I am.”

“Well now, don’t have to be so defensive,” John says, warm-toned. “No shame in wanting a man, and Sarah, we’ve known each other years. I know you do.”

“It’s – I’m – you know, things are different,” Sarah says.

Bucky shifts the chairs in his arms and presses the toe of his boot into the ground. She and her brother are the same in this -- utterly shit at pretending to be anything they’re not.

Still ...

“I know – I know, I got one for you. You know Lakeith is back in Delacroix?”

“Lakeith?” comes Sarah’s voice. “Lakeith Johnson? From middle school?”

“He’s in business now! Pretty well off, last I heard.”

“John, you are embarrassing me again."

"I'm not -- I am trying my best here! Miss Cathy, thank goodness." A second set of footsteps sounds against the center's waxed laminate. They are distinctly slippered and nearly as old as Bucky is. "You'd know better than anyone. Don't you think our Sarah here could do with a new man?"

"John --" Sarah groans.

"Man?" comes Miss Cathy Jay's reedy, high-pitched voice. "Whadd'ya mean, man?"

"I mean, for Sarah. You know any handsome widowers comin' through town?"

"She don't need a man," Miss Cathy says.

"Thank you --"

"She got one."

"What?"

"What-what," says Miss Cathy. "She livin' in sin with that young man in her house. Sam's boy."

Bucky’s forehead drops down against the cool metal of the fold-out chairs. He thinks he’s groaning. Is he groaning? Or maybe that’s a laugh. He can practically hear John’s stunned silence.

"Oh, Lord," Sarah says.

Bucky supposes that this is as good a time to enter the building as any, so he does.

"Well don't look so flustered," Miss Cathy is saying. "I said it as a fact, not a judgement. Pull it together, Sarah Bernadette, you’re grown.” Which is surely because Sarah has seen Bucky materialize, chair-laden – choked on her laugh – correctly assumed he heard the whole thing – and buried her face in both hands. In contrast, Miss Cathy’s wrinkled face lights up when she spots him. “Now here he is, too -- you got my chairs, honey? I hope your ears ain’t burnin’."

Bucky clears his throat. He sidesteps around John, who is by the mini-fridge in his slacks and shirt, shaking his mystified head, and Miss Cathy, who has taken it upon herself to start searching the donation boxes on the table for paper plates -- presumably he will be asked to carry these as well -- and makes his way around the kitchenette. Sarah is standing closest to the kitchen exit, by her trusty crock pot. He squeezes himself in beside her. Their elbows bump. Bucky pokes his head around his stack of chairs and says, warm-faced,

"I got your chairs Miss C. You want 'em here or out front?"

"You're plenty strong, you can take 'em out front," Miss Cathy tells him. She turns back to John. "I don't remember you bein' this strong when you were young, John."

Sarah cracks.

She lets out the world’s most endearing yelp before she dissolves into hooting laughter, half sinking down against the old cabinets with her arms wrapped around herself. Meanwhile, John opens and closes his mouth a few times, spluttering. Bucky thinks he looks a little like a computer's buffering screen. That’s an expression people use ... right?

“Oh, I’m sorry, John,” Sarah is saying, “I should’ve told you.”

But she looks more contrite than truly embarrassed.

Something small and unnoticed in Bucky’s chest, that is still not entirely convinced he hasn’t stumbled headlong into an elaborate dream, loosens.

He stands there with his chairs and stares, grinning down at her, like an idiot. Sarah looks back at him, gasping.

"Hi, Sar," Bucky says. “Uh, hey, Dr. Bartlet.”

"Hey, sweetness," says Sarah. Her eyes are sparkling.

Miss Cathy crows, loudly, into the hubbub:

“This ain’t news! We got a picnic to run! Now hurry on along wi’ my chairs!”

Bucky does, cheeks aching with his grin.

#my writing #PHEW this got longer than i meant it to #hopefully you like it!#thank you SO MUCH for the prompt!#friends ... romans etc pls feel free to send me more #sarah wilson #bucky barnes #sarah x bucky #fleurdelouve #the falcon and the winder soldier #i found a dream #fleur de louve month

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fleurdelouvemonth · 6 months

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2023 Fleur de Louve (SarahBucky) Ship Month Prompts

This is collaboration with the original announcement post.

Below you'll find a transcript of all the prompts for this year's ship month event! (For those who couldn't see it on the original image.) It's a mix of dialogue, subject, AU, and seasonal prompts. We tried to be versatile this year, so we hope you like them.

Don't be shy! Late comers are welcome, and late submissions are welcome as well. None of these have to be completed in order the day of/day before.

All that we ask is, if you like this ship and want to see more, then join us in the fun! No submission will be turned away.

Week 1: Food Prompts (Nov. 1 to 5)

Halloween Candy

Sweet Potato Pie

Pumpkin

Chai tea

Soup

Week 2: Dialogue Prompts (Nov. 6 to 12)

"There's no place like home."

"I think it looks nice."

"Tell me a story." "I don't know any stories."

"You've got leaves in your hair."

"I love you, but you have the worse poker face I've ever seen."

"Do that again."

"Would you like to dance?"

Week 3: AU Prompts (Nov. 13 to 19)

Celebrity/Bodyguard AU

Coffee Shop/Bakery AU

College Professors AU

Space AU

Tattoo Parlor/Flower Shop AU

Med School/Doctors AU

Mermaid/Pirates AU

Week 4: Seasonal Prompts (Nov. 20 to 26)

Falling leaves

Chilly mornings

Apple picking

Football game

Gratitude

Sweaters

Family dinner

Week 5: Tropes Prompts (Nov. 27 to 30)

They were roommates

Friends-to-lovers

Bed sharing

Found family

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fleurdelouve · 2 years

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I’m ready for this year’s SarahBucky month 🥹❤️

Any exciting plans for us? Things I should do to prepare?

Hi! Same here!

And yes, we're putting together something a little different for this year, namely moving when finished prompts are posted from November to December for just this once. We're trying to get the announcement post and all preparations done as soon as possible.

All you'll have to be prepared for is: to contribute (if you want to) and once all the artists and other creators are done, to indulge and enjoy it with everyone!

We hope to see you there 👋🏾

#answered asks #asks #fleur de louve month #fleur de louve month 2022 #sarahbucky month #sarahbucky month 2022

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sarifinasnightmare · 1 year

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Chapters: 3/5 Fandom: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Sarah Wilson, Helmut Zemo & Original Female Character(s), Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Sarah Wilson (Marvel), Steve Rogers, Helmut Zemo, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Original Female Character(s), Rebecca Barnes Proctor, Alpine the Cat (Marvel) Additional Tags: Romance, Young Love, Christmas Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Alternate Universe - College/University, Not Canon Compliant, Awesome Sarah Wilson (Marvel), Bucky Barnes's Metal Arm, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Gift Exchange, christmas writing prompt, Fleur De Louve 2022, Protective Steve Rogers, Eventual Smut Summary:

Sarah is studying abroad in Romania and hopes to have a nice Christmas even though she is far from home. Her new co-worker at the coffee shop, James, immediately has eyes for her and after their first contact she can't help but look back.

Your Prompt/Assignment: "Help me with these lights?" / Coffee Shop AU or College AU

#fleur de louve #fleur de louve month #sarah x bucky #bucky x sarah #bucky barnes x sarah wilson #sarah wilson #buckysarah #sarahbucky #bucky barnes #writing prompt #ao3 author

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tllgrrl · 5 months

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Fine Apples by @tllgrrl aka Nefertiri Jones

Fleur De Louve SarahBucky Month 2023

Week 2: “You've got leaves in your hair.” | Week 4: “Chilly mornings”, “Apple picking”, “Falling leaves”

Relationships: Sarah Wilson x James “Bucky” Barnes, Misty Knight x Sam Wilson | Rating: SFW

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“Not even a little bit?”

“Nope. Long as the barometric pressure is reasonable, I’m okay. I’m from here. Between that and the whole being on ice in Siberia thing, it just makes this feel like a typical Northeast Fall to me.”

“Huh. Well, I’m from the South. I wasn’t built for this climate.”

“But you are perfectly built—“

“I’m serious! I don’t think I’ve ever worn so many layers of clothes. Do you know what-all I’m wearing under your henley?”

“I sure do. I watched you get dressed. And watched…and watched…and watched—“

“James.”

“Now I’m looking forward to being back in the lodge, lighting the fireplace in our bedroom, and helping peel off all those layers of—“

“Boy?!”

She stopped walking, crossed her arms and pouted, waiting for Bucky to turn around.

Sarah knew it was going to be colder there than in Southern Louisiana, and she’d adjusted her wardrobe, but she still wasn’t prepared for the whole brisk-ness of an unusually chilly late Fall New England morning.

“You’re out here makin’ fun, and I’m being serious!”

“So’m I! I’m always serious, nandi. Ask your brother.”

Unbeknownst to her, while he was thinking about how he was going to unwrap her later, he was also keeping an eye out for a tree with the best trunk on which to discreetly carve both their initials.

”The tour part’s almost over. They’ll be handing out baskets soon and we can—” He reached back and felt nothing but space where Sarah had been almost behind him.

Turning around, he saw her as the breeze kicked up a bit, enough to slightly move her curls around and send a light shower of leaves falling on her.

Beyoncé, bathed in stage lights and standing in front of one of her ever-present wind machines, had nothing on who he was looking at right now, because even with a full-on pout and all bundled up for the chilly morning temperatures, Sarah was beautiful.

He jogged back to her, opened his jacket, took her hands and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Come ‘ere, my delicate hothouse flower,” he cooed. “I’m sorry you’re cold.”

Then wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her into his body, shielding her from the chilly wind.

Pulling back a little to see her face, he looked into her eyes and asked, “Is this better?”

She looked thoughtful. “Maybe. Got any other ideas?”

Brushing aside all the other ideas that raced through his mind at that moment, he kissed her nose.

“Wow! Good thing the rest of you is covered. So tell me, sweetness. What can I do to warm up that nose? This?”

He kissed her forehead.

“You might be on to something, but shouldn’t we be getting back to the tour?”

“Tour?” he whispered into her ear, with a warm breath that definitely took a bit of the chill off. “What tour?”

His lips were warm on her left cheek, then her right.

“That’s real nice, lover. But, we came out here to pick some apples for the pies that—“

“How ‘bout this?”

He heard a little intake of breath, then gently kissed her mouth. Kissed her again. And again, over their smiles and giggles.

The next kiss had more heat, and a brisk wind caused the leaves to swirl around them while that kiss deepened and warmed them both.

“Moving along, now, over here we have the oldest section of the orchard—”

Hearing the voice of the tour guide, they reluctantly broke the kiss, and made a mad dash deeper into the orchard.

Going into White Wolf Mode, he stood them with her back against a tree, his body covering hers and holding absolutely still as the group passed by.

They were just about face to face, and she could see those blue-grey eyes do that thing the former sniper/assassin sometimes does when they’re in unfamiliar territory: a quick perimeter scan. She knew he was relaxed when he started to snicker, and she swatted his arm.

“Shhhh! Stop that!” she whispered. “We should get back to our group before somebody notices that you snuck off.”

“Me?!? I’m not exactly alone here.”

“I left because I was looking for you.”

“What?”

“That's my story, and I’m stickin’ to it, Bucky”

“Oh, Bucky, is it?” he softly growled, leaning in for another kiss.

“Hey! What are you two doing back here?”

Busted.

Looking over their shoulders they saw Sam and Misty peeking out from behind the tree a couple of rows away.

“Nothin’,” Bucky said, turning around and feigning absolute innocence. “Just…talkin’, ya know? Like people do.”

“Talkin’ about this nice apple tree here!” Sarah said, now behind him, patting the tree trunk. “Hey Misty, wasn’t that your and Sam’s tour group that just went by?”

“Well…we were looking for you two.”

“And we stopped to look at this amazing apple tree over here,” Sam added, trying to give the fish-eye to Bucky, who had the nerve to look extremely casual instead of like somebody who was:

[mackin’ on my little sister…in the middle of a damn apple orchard!]

Both couples look at each other, and burst out laughing.

“Uh-huh…”

“Whatever! And don’t try to use my excuse!”

“Alright. Enough messing around. We need to catch up so we can pick some apples for this pie contest Misty and I are gonna win tomorrow. We have a recipe we’re using that comes from a restaurant that was popular back during the Harlem Renaissance. When Grey Wolf there was just a pup.”

“Boy?! You are truly delusional if you think you're gonna win. I’m doing a pie based on Great-grandmama’s recipe, but using spices you can’t even get unless you have connections with a certain Royal Family. It’ll knock your socks off and blow your pie out of the water.”

“Zat so?” Sam almost guffawed.

“Bet yer ass, pal!” Bucky absolutely guffawed.

“Oh, we’ll see.”

“Sure will, Samuel.”

“Man, stop saying my name like that!”

“Like what, Samuel?”

“Oh, Lord,” Sarah looked over at Misty.

“Here we go,” Misty rolled her eyes and looked over at Sarah, shaking her head.

“Hold on. Come ‘ere…”

They both stopped, letting Sam and Bucky continue walking and yakking.

“You have some leaves in your hair. Let me…there.”

“Thanks! Lean down a little bit, with your tall self. Looks like you have some too. Got ‘em.”

“We good?”

“Fine, too!”

“Who you tellin’?”

Laughing and chatting, they caught up with the two jovially bickering superheroes, and the two couples hurried back to their tour group, debating about the desserts they were planning to make out of their pickings.

The pie contest ended up being a draw.

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Fine apple is 1930s slang for a attractive person. Could also be a confident, hardworking, successful person as well.

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Also posted HERE ON AO3.

#sarah wilson #bucky barnes #sarahbucky #buckysarah #sarah x bucky #bucky x sarah #sarah wilson x bucky barnes #bucky barnes x sarah wilson #sam wilson #misty knight #fleur de louve #fleurdelouve #fleurdelouvemonth #fleurdelouve month 2023 #fleurdelouve month

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spinachgarden · 2 years

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Fleur de Louve Month Week 2 Day 2: Angst

Prompt: Rainy Night - Old Promise, 490 words

It’s pouring rain, coming down fast and hard, soaking through her sweater and into her skin, cold and miserable, but she can’t bring herself to go inside to get her jacket. He’ll be home any moment now, she tells herself. The mission was supposed to be three days, and this is the fourth - one extra day is nothing to worry over, and anyway, he’ll be home tonight. Any moment now, his car will pull up in the driveway and he’ll step out, maybe with a couple of fresh bruises but otherwise alright. He’ll hug her tight, kiss her, then go say hi to the boys. After, she’ll look him over, make sure that his injuries have been seen to, heat some leftovers for him and help him into the shower, and then they’ll fall into bed together and he’ll remind her, over and over again, that he’s safe and that he’s here.

That’s how it always goes, so tonight will be no different. He’s one day late, not a big deal, and he’ll be home any minute now.

Sarah shivers as the wind whips across her soaked face, raising goosebumps on her arms and neck. It must be past midnight at this point, so dark outside that her flickering porch light doesn’t let her see past the front lawn, and she wishes now that she’d thought to put better shoes on than just her slippers.

He’s never not called before, is the thing. If he’s running late, if a mission goes long, he always lets her know. Someone does, at least - sometimes Torres or Sam call her if Bucky can’t, but as long as she knows he’s safe, she’s alright with that. This time, she didn’t get a call.

What if-

No. She’s not going to start thinking like that yet. The rain starts coming down harder, if that’s even possible, and Sarah wraps her arms around herself in a pitiful attempt to conserve body heat. Another round of shivers wracks her body but she forces herself to endure them, to keep her eyes on the driveway.

He will come home to her. He always comes home to her. He promised he would, when she told him she couldn’t lose another husband. He promised.

Slowly, she sinks onto the porch step. The wet wood soaks through the seat of her jeans, but she’s so cold now that it doesn’t really make a difference.

“You promised,” she tells the night sky. “You promised you’d always come home to me. So come home, damnit.”

In her pocket, her phone starts ringing. Sarah’s heart leaps into her throat and she smiles -

At least if she knows he’s alright, that’s enough for her.

“Bucky?” she says breathlessly without checking the caller ID.

“Sarah,” it’s Sam’s voice, not Bucky’s, but maybe he just doesn’t have time to call right now.

Maybe the catch in Sam’s throat is something else.

“It’s Bucky,” Sam says. “He’s-”

#fleur de louve month #fleur de louve #spinachgarden Fleur de Louve month #sarahbucky #buckysarah #Sarah wilson #bucky barnes #bucky x Sarah #sarah x bucky #bucky barnes x sarah wilson

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aahrtyeah · 2 years

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Historical AU Sarah and Bucky for #fleurdelouvemonth roughly set in the late 60s/1970. Black Panther Sarah and anti-war, Vietnam GI Bucky. @fleurdelouvemonth

The most stunningly beautiful versions of them I’ve ever drawn 😍 Might reuse the sketches for other drawings tbh 😂

#fleur de louve month #fleur de louve #Sarah and Bucky #Bucky and Sarah #Sarah Wilson #Bucky Barnes #tfatwsfanart #tfatws #Sebastian Stan #adepero oduye #digitalart #digitaldrawing #art #drawing

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