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Sambucky as Text Posts 1/?
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buckypascal · 4 months
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Truly getting tired of either Steve's character getting reduced to nothing but 'peggypeggypeggypeggy' or Bucky and Steve plotlines recycled to fit some hetero narrative 🙃
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amarriageoftrueminds · 9 months
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lovelybarnes · 8 months
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Found Waldo- B. Barnes
pairings: bucky barnes x reader warnings: does this suck?? help i fell asleep and i'm trying to post it again about: request!! bucky lookinf dor you in the crowd after a big win flirting and football
Bucky’s in the antenatal period of exhaustion, where adrenaline still thrums hard enough beneath his skin to forgo approaching aches and embrace the fresh scent of torn grass. Everything is glossy and idealized after a win; the air crisper, audience roar quieter but just as powerful.
He pants meters away from the goal, still reeling from the hum of the buzzer, the toe of his cleat still prickly warm from the ball. As has become routine, his focus moves from the game to the stands, eyebrows pulling as he searches a particular square of the stadium for his jacket wrapped around your shoulders.
It was a big game. It’s an even bigger win. He can already foresee how excited you’ll be.
His scouring is interrupted by his teammates’ noisy celebration, still far away but not for long. They’re louder than the audience but he can’t help but keep glancing back at the aisles, taken aback when he sees an empty space next to Wanda.
She catches his attention and points an emphatic arm down below to the lowest part of the stands, where you’re bouncing on the balls of your feet in the delighted dance you tend to do each time he scores. His chest hurts at the smile he can see from where he stands, the bright paint smeared across your cheeks wrinkling with them.
He raises a thumb to his nose, pushing into one side as nonchalantly as habit has allowed.
He’s far away and tiny but you catch the movement, eagerly mirroring his actions all the way from your place behind the railings, your movements far more frenetic than his. Your finger lingers, climbing down to your chest, pressing stoutly as a complement to the gesture. The distance does nothing to blur his beam, a leg shifting in your direction.
He doesn’t notice his teammates sprinting toward him in all directions like an overjoyed ambush. You can spot Steve tugging him by the shoulders and Pietro bouncing to his other side. Bucky blinks in shock but recovers quickly, accepting praise and joining celebration.
He’s as ecstatic as they are but his face never strays from your direction for too long, nodding along to something Sam says before glancing back at you.
When someone else turns to him, Bucky stops him as courteously as he can, squeezing his shoulder. “Can you give me a second?” he asks, already backing away. “Just a sec,” he promises.
You see him hold up a finger, his attention finally fully on Clint before he spins around and takes off toward you. You wonder if he’s insane as you realize what he’s doing, leaning over the metal bars to check how high up you are.
He has to look up to see you when he gets close enough, and he watches you drop to the floor and begin to force one of your arms out between the railings to touch him. “Bucky,” he hears you say. "Babe, that was—”
He doesn’t let you finish, taking ahold of a rail and pulling himself up. You pull your arm back in surprise, staring at him in bewilderment. “What are you doing?”
He winks at you from below, climbing until his hands can reach your face when you stand. His eyebrow quirks up, tongue swiping across his bottom lip. “So, how’d I do?” he asks, cheeky.
You stare at him for a second, gaze thoughtful and brows creased. You don't try to mask it when you decide on your reaction, lips contorting into as restrained a smile as you could want to manage. "You were spectacular. I have never been more alert at a football game."
"I know," he says surrepticiously. "You called me babe," he whispers, eyes widening in theatric shock. "I've never heard you say it without disgust before, you must be really proud."
You roll your eyes through incredulous laughter, shaky fingers pulling stray hair away from his eyes. "I am," you profess gently, letting them trail all the way down to his ears, pulling him closer as gently as you can. "I can't believe you found me. I guess all those Find Waldo books your mom said you were obsessed with paid off, huh?" you tease, cocking your chin to flash the lined paint. "That's actually why I did stripes."
"Prettiest Waldo I've ever found," he tells you.
You wrinkle your nose and boo. "I would never forgive you for that if I wasn't so excited right now."
He laughs, dipping down to kiss you. "That wasn't too bad. I could do worse."
“Yeah, I know,” you tell him, chiding and sweet all at the same time when you press another to his lips.
He doesn’t let you pull away too fast. “One more,” he pleads, fingers aching to touch your skin but reluctant to stain it. He’s close enough to catch every little movement of your face, utterly grateful that he knows you well enough to recognize the way your face creases is to hide your lashes pinching in surrender. “Please?”
You cock your head at him in disbelief. “I’m not falling for it,” you tell him.
“I know,” he says.
“I’m not,” you insist, brushing your nose against his when you kiss him again.
You're not, you think. Weakly.
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1343-40 · 21 days
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here's another snippet from this hockey au fic i'm working on that's based off swifty's mota hockey au for anyone interested
had the stupidest vision about how buck gets his nickname in this universe, so i had to go ahead and write it bc who even gives a fuck right
Gale can vividly remember the first time he got called Buck by him, though. It was a mid-December game, and he and the Flyer center were waiting on a faceoff in the o-zone after Bucky made a glove save earlier. There was some issue with the timer, so Gale had almost unintentionally drifted closer to the net as they waited for it to be fixed, and got poked with a stick in his shin.
“Watch where you skate, buck,” Egan jeered at him, leaning back onto the crossbar with his elbows.
Gale could barely hear him behind the mask, some annoying remix of a then popular pop song blasting overhead making it even harder.
He poked his mouthguard out of the corner of his mouth. “I’m not your bud.”
“I said buck!”
“What?”
“Buck? Like Bucky? Ah, never mind,” Egan had waved him off with his glove, and then the official finally had come over to the faceoff dot to drop the puck and Gale had to leave the unsettlingly awkward conversation behind.
He got texted a link by several people later, after they managed to scrape out a 2-1 win at home. It was a video of a postgame media scrum of Egan, who had made 46 saves that night.
“You were exchanging words with Cleven there near the end,” a reporter had said. “Mind sharing with us, what about?”
“Ah, yeah, me and Buck were jus’ making dinner plans, nothin’ to worry ‘bout.”
“Buck? Is that a nickname of his?”
Egan had glanced at the camera lens right then, and Gale clenched his jaw. It felt like Egan was looking right at Gale, when he said, “It is now.”
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sunnysideprincess · 3 months
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Steve "I yell and snap at him until we finally give into the sexual tension" Rogers and Tony Stark
Bucky "I brood and stare and knife aggressively at everyone else until he takes me home for some tlc" Barnes and Sam Wilson
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imasexypotato · 6 days
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Gale, flirting for the first time ever: Hey, I’m getting in the shower. Wanna help me out?
John, oblivious: ....Have you never taken a shower before?
Gale, embarrassed:..... nevermind
*Later*
John: ....*realisation*
John: Oh my God he was flirting with me!
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cable-knit-sweater · 1 year
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Just…thoughts.
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Open Your Heart
Summary: Moments where Bucky tries to flirt with you
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
A/N: "***" means time skip. My requests are open :))
J.B.B. Masterlist || Main Masterlist
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James Buchanan Barnes was a man of few words. He never expressed what he was feeling and kept it bottled up. After what happened in Germany, Tony and Steve managed to reconcile, talk things out, and get Bucky the help he needed in Wakanda. Tony worked on getting pardons for everyone that required them. After working on fixing the new dynamic that left a hole in the team, Fury recruited you into the team to help solidify the team and get them back to a place of trust. 
After Bucky had the trigger words removed and was okay to come live in the compound, he avoided you. At first, it was because you were an absolute ray of sunshine and never backed down from anything and he didn’t want to corrupt you with his darkness. Instead, he just stared at you from a distance and took you all in. But, that never stopped you from trying to be his friend. He grew closer to you and like the rest of the team confided in you about anything and everything. 
His therapist had said that this was good, that he was opening up to someone other than Steve. He had then mentioned that maybe Bucky had feelings for you and that in order to start showing emotion to flirt with you. Bucky had scoffed at the idea of being given homework, but it did not stop the blush that formed on his cheeks when he saw you. 
You were bounding down the hallway towards him. You ran straight into him laughing loudly and hid behind him as a shield. “Protect me Bucky!!!” You squealed softly as you gripped the back of his shirt. He felt a shiver run down his spine and felt the back of his neck heat up slightly. 
Sam followed her covered in slime and feathers and it took everything in him not to laugh at Sam’s angry face. “Where is she?” he spits out and Bucky shrugs his shoulders “ Don’t know bird brain” he manages to get out with the beginnings of a smile starting to form on his face.
“You know Y/N, you can’t have Bucky protect you forever” Sam spits out before turning on his heel and heading towards his room. You just laugh as Bucky turns around to face you.
“My knight in shining armour!” You say as you hug him “ Thank youuuu!!!” you sing out as you grip him tighter. Bucky slowly wraps his arms around you and holds you close. “I’m always here for you, Doll,” he says as you both pull away. Deciding to act on what his therapist told him he tries to wink after speaking but closes both eyes at the same time leaving you confused a little. 
“Why are you blinking with both your eyes like that Buck?” He blushes and whispers “It was supposed to be a wink” But at that time Steve rounded the corner yelling out your name angrily also covered in slime and feathers. “Two for two!” You yell out laughing as you see Steve not having heard Bucky before running away before Steve can reach you.
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In the meeting brief for the upcoming mission, you feel someone staring at you. You look up straight across from you and catch Bucky’s gaze. The intense stare of those blue eyes seems to hypnotise and freeze you to the spot. You could see thoughts pooling around in them which sends a little shiver down your spine. You cough slightly to gain your thoughts again before mouthing to him “Stop staring at me to distract me!”. Feeling flustered you look away as he begins to mouth back to you “I’m not staring to distract you”.
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Tony had decided to throw together a last-minute costume party to which everyone had whined and groaned except you. “Oh come on guys, it’ll be super fun!” you had remarked and decided to help those who needed it to come up with costume ideas. 
When Bucky approached you for help with his costume an hour before the party was about to begin, you were already dressed as Pikachu. You had taken the time to raid your closet and put it together within two days. As you put on your headband that represented the ears you heard Bucky’s voice ring out “ I like your costume, you look very cute” , his smile was soft and there was a tint to his cheeks as he rubbed his neck. 
“Are you making fun of me?” You asked with a small pout which Bucky couldn’t deny made you look even cuter. “N-no, I mean it, you look very nice. I uh- I don’t have a costume and I need help heh ” he mutters softly as he gives you puppy eyes begging you for help. You couldn’t help the smile that breaks out across your face “I thought you would come sooner or later, which is why I put this together” you say as you head to your wardrobe and pull out a hanger that resembles a costume for Ash. You blush as you hand it to him knowing that he has no clue that it goes with yours. 
Later on in the night, Sam mentioned to Bucky how cute you both were for wearing a couple's costume yet he hadn’t taken any official steps to ask you out on a date. Or in Sam’s words “You’re not out there to catch ‘em all Bucky! You already caught the best one, make your move old man”��.  It made Bucky’s heart skip a beat knowing that you care for him and might somehow feel for him as he does for you.
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Winter had approached leaving the days more dull and dreary. You were on a walk with Bucky, Steve and Sam. The latter two were walking ahead of you and Bucky as you were beginning to feel the cold. “It’s a bit cold, you should hold my hand, so it doesn’t freeze” Bucky leaned down to whisper into your ear and you jumped slightly from his warm breath and close contact. You blush slightly looking at the ground, kicking a small stone in front of you instead of meeting his intense stare. “I’m not that cold, I can give you my gloves if you want?” You reply a little embarrassed even though you want to intertwine your fingers with his. 
You want more than just holding hands with this fine man beside you. You want to live life with him as your partner, waking up next to him, seeing all his imperfections and falling in love with him more for them. You want it all, but you were too scared to admit that to him. You were afraid he just sees you as his best friend because he wasn’t really that close to the rest of the team, Steve being the exception. 
Bucky stops the both of you before pulling you down an empty alleyway, pressing you against the brick wall. “Doll, I barely feel the cold since the serum. It takes a lot more than this to take me down” . You squeak in shock and gulp slowly as his face is so close to yours. “I’ve been trying to flirt with you for a while baby,” he says tucking the few strands of hair that had fallen behind your ear. He sighs softly, eyes glancing to your lips before back to yours. “Y-you have?” You stutter wide-eyed, totally and utterly in shock that this beautiful man standing in front of you felt the same way you felt for him.  “Of course, I lo- have deep feelings for you, beautiful girl” . You wrap one of your arms around his neck and use the other to cup his cheek. You feel tears beginning to form in your eyes. “Oh Buck, I love you too” you whisper before leaning in and kissing his lips. 
“Well, it’s about time” You hear Steve’s voice in the background as Bucky kisses you back passionately, holding onto you as if you would disappear any second. 
“Thank goodness, he’ll take up her time and she won’t prank us anymore” Sam mutters to Steve feeling a little relieved but happy for both of his friends. Steve nods his head and looks up to the sky saying his thanks which they both chuckle about. 
You and Bucky pull away from each other and rest your foreheads together trying to catch your breaths. “Mine”,   “Always Buck, I’m all yours” You agree. “I’m yours too, all of me is yours, you have my heart Doll” Bucky whispers against your lips saying a mental prayer to his therapist for pushing him to start embracing his feelings.
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itsagentromanoff · 3 months
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Tony: You're fired!
Bucky: You can't fire me just because I'm married! I'm gonna sue the pants off you!
Tony: You don't have to sue me to get my pants off.
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niobiumao3 · 5 months
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Claims of 'it's forced' every time a black woman is in proximity to a white/light skinned blorbo in canon when nothing has even fucking happened yet is my villain origin story.
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Sambucky as Text Posts 5/?
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bluesunshine21 · 8 months
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Y/n: This food is too hot… I can’t eat it.
Bucky: You’re very hot, and I still eat you.
Sam: YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING!
Steve: one dinner… I just want ONE DINNER!
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lovelybarnes · 8 months
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Football and Flirting Masterlist
College football star Bucky Barnes is immediately enamored when he meets you. You? Not so much. But Bucky Barnes is determined. And the teetering-on-cynical views that you hold for relationships are about to realize exactly how determined he is.
based on this request
Football and Flirting
Found Waldo: Bucky searches for you in the crowd after a big game (request)
(Coming Soon)
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thecoldsoldiers · 7 months
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Loki will never understand humans and their meaningless wars, but he does understand a party before being called into service. A last hoorah, a celebration of strength before the work begins. And so he’s indulging in the festive energy, with service men gathering and drinking and gambling, and anything else hedonistic they can get their hands on.
But this bar, in particular, caters under the table to… Men who want their hands on other men.
A few drinks here, a few bets there, and Loki spots a rather handsome lad a few seats down. In a minute, a beer is sent down to the gentleman, bought by the god himself.
“Hello soldier,” he calls with a sparkling grin.
@kissedbymischief
Bucky adjusted the uniform as he settled into his seat at the bar, looking around at the other men who were out on the town. Tonight was going to be popular, the last night before being shipped out to war, to all of the men in the matching brown uniforms, they knew what it meant, the chances of coming home were slim to none and so they were going to indulge in one final celebration.
This bar was a bit of a secret, it didn't allow girls and that was because the men here weren't exactly chasing skirts. It was never spoken about, but here behind the closed doors and flickering lights, men could enjoy each other without fear.
Bucky had been contemplating leaving when there was a fresh beer set on the bar and a rather handsome gentleman with an unfamiliar accent right beside him. "Hello to you too." The charm was instinctual, if there was a pretty person then Bucky was going to flirt and this man was very attractive. He nudged the stool out beside him and gave a grin. "Not every day I get a handsome stranger bringing me a drink. What do I owe the pleasure?"
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thatmexisaurusrex · 2 months
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Cute Aggression
This fic is based on @sumbacky's post "when bf gives you cute aggression". Make sure to check out Lynette's post! Lynette's work is just always amazing and a joy to see 🥰 And enjoy the fic! 🥰
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Cute Aggression
| Pairing: SamBucky | Rated: G | WC: 1.1K |
Summary: Inspired by "when bf gives you cute aggression" by sumbacky on tumblr: Bucky is drunk. Sam is too cute. He has to squish Sam's face.
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“Sam! You came.” How had Bucky gotten that lucky? To be able to watch this fella walk up those porch steps, smooth and charming as always. “I live here,” Sam laughed. Bucky could never take his eyes off Sam, even if he tried. Not when Sam laughed like that. It was impossible. A feat Bucky didn’t have the strength to do. Bucky wasn’t sure if he would want that strength, even if it was gifted to him. “Live here forever,” Bucky said dreamily as he watched Sam walk closer to him. Heard every creak of the floorboard. Felt Sam closer. “You’re drunk,” Sam said plainly, clearly entertained.
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