#sambucky summer fling collection

[thatmexisaurusrex]

okay I gotta choose "Looking back there were signs"!!! do with it whatever you'd like to do!

Oooh, fantastic choice, @saryasy 😆 I hope you enjoy this little ficlet! 🥰

Looking Back, There Were Signs

| Prompts | 2 |

Bucky watched Sam.

Bucky tended to do that.

He found himself watching Sam.

The small movement of the river plodded him and Sam farther and farther downstream, and as it did, Sam's intertube gradually turned until he was facing backward.

Sam's arms glistened in sweat and river water and the shine of a late morning sun. One of those arms reached out, muscles shifting as he opened the cooler between them and pulled out a water bottle.

Sam smiled, laughed at a joke Sarah said far ahead in the group floating down this river, lines stretching on his face before he cracked open his water and drank, his adam's apple bobbing to every swallow.

Bucky, at some point during the last hour and a half of this trip, had found his hand loosely holding Sam's. An ever-present tether that captivated Bucky even as the rapids crawled ever closer.

Did people think anything when they saw the two of them holding hands for over an hour? Or did they assume it was to stick together?

"You've been quiet this whole time," said Sam curious, turning his attention to Bucky, "What's up with you?"

"Remember when I stole your steering wheel?" blurted Bucky.

Sam laughed.

"You thought I'd forget that?" asked Sam, way too amused by the question.

"No, I mean, I - " Bucky started, thinking back to that, " - It's weird. Nevermind."

Now Bucky had Sam's full attention. Sam rolled in his tube, staring straight at Bucky over his sunglasses.

Still holding Bucky's hand.

"No. You don't get to take that back. I want to know what the line of thinking is here," said Sam, and god, was that gap in his teeth adorable.

And distracting.

And Sam was still holding Bucky's hand.

"... I brushed against your hand," mumbled Bucky, thinking back to it.

It was his prosthesis, sure, but some scientist over at HYDRA thought giving Bucky feeling in his prosthesis was a fun idea, so he felt it.

Plunging a hand through the window.

Brushing against Sam.

Soft.

Moisturized.

"I could tell that you used lotion on your hands," continued Bucky as he embarrassingly talked into his intertube, kept holding Sam's hand, "That you took care of those hands. I liked that. There was brainwashing code being cranked up to three hundred in my mind, but for a brief moment there, I distractingly thought - 'I'd like to date a guy who takes care of his hands'."

Sam grinned wider. There wasn't a hint of a joke behind it. Sam's eyes were softer even.

"You liked me back then?" asked Sam, pulling Bucky a little closer as he stared down at their hands together, "Because of my hands?"

"Looking back, there were signs," said Bucky as Sam cackled, absolutely lost it.

Bucky found himself laughing along with Sam too.

"Well, I liked your hands too, so," giggled Sam as they both collapsed into a fit of more laughter.

Still holding hands.

📼 📼 📼 📼 📼

Want me to write a ficlet for you? Check out the prompts and send me an ask! 🥰

#sambucky summer fling collection #sambucky #sam wilson #bucky barnes #sambucky ficlet #domestic fluff #tubing #looking back there were signs #my ficlets

[thatmexisaurusrex]

hey hun, from this list, can you do coming out? 💖

Wonderful choice, @livingincolorsagain! 😆 Enjoy the little fluff ficlet! 🥰

Coming Out

| 2 | Prompts |

Sam felt him.

Above Sam.

Bucky.

The weight of him. Comforting. A little too heavy, but Sam didn't want Bucky to move.

The sweat of him. Dripping from the heat of a Louisiana summer night despite three fans going at full blast in Sam's room.

Felt Bucky's arms. Wrapping around Sam. The way their legs tangled. The way Bucky's entire body needed to hold Sam as close as possible.

The way Bucky's chest moved with every slow breath Bucky took. The way Bucky nuzzled Sam's neck, the nice scratchiness of Bucky's scruff.

Sam held onto Bucky too. Felt every light stretch Bucky did on Bucky's back.

Sam stared up at his ceiling, his sight partially veiled by stray Bucky hair.

And Sam knew he had to say something.

"Bucky," said Sam, nervously.

Because. He hadn't told anyone this really. Ever. Well. Besides Riley. But this felt important to say.

Sam felt the rumble of Bucky's relaxed yawn. Saw Bucky's hair move as Bucky turned that intense, soft gaze at Sam.

All the attention in the world.

It was immense.

It was addictive.

"What is it?" murmured Bucky as he lazily kissed Sam's jaw.

Distracted Sam with a few more light kisses on Sam's face. Smirked like he just knew he could do that to Sam.

"I need to tell you something," said Sam, and Sam could hear the nervousness in his voice, "Something that I don't tell a lot of people."

"Is it that you're bi? Because, you know, we just had sex, so I kind of picked up the cues here, Samuel," said Bucky.

Sam laughed.

Cackled.

It was probably too much laughing, but Sam was still a little high from what just happened and while Sam hated to admit it, he liked Bucky's jokes.

"I'd be a little worried if you didn't pick that up," said Sam, grinning, "But this is a little more... complicated. Or just. I guess not something I talk about a lot."

It was as if Bucky was transfixed by Sam. Dazed because Sam smiled at him. Completely overflowing with gushy feelings, leaking them all over Sam. And if that wasn't the most annoyingly sweet look Sam had ever seen, Sam didn't know what sweet was.

Sam melted a bit when Bucky peppered him with more light kisses. All soft. And lackadaisical.

"I - I'm demisexual," explained Sam, glancing over to see Bucky thoughtfully waiting for Sam to continue, "... And that means, um. I don't - I don't usually feel sexual attraction unless. I. Have. A. Strong emotional bond with someone. So. Um. I just wanted you to know that."

"Sam Wilson. Are you telling me you have a strong emotional bond with me? Are you saying you like me?" teased Bucky, his smile wider now.

"You know what? Never mind. I rescind my coming out. You don't deserve it," grumbled Sam, squirming under Bucky's smile.

Bucky pinned Sam down. Not with his body, though, Bucky's body was still squarely on Sam, but with his eyes. His eyes filled with genuine joy.

"I'm sorry. I - I just really like you too, so it's nice to know you like me," said Bucky softly.

"Wouldn't be under you right now if I didn't," breathed Sam, unable to look away from Bucky's eyes.

Relaxed into Bucky's kiss.

"Did I mention that I like you a lot?" asked Bucky into the kiss, "Like, a lot a lot?"

Sam snickered.

"I think I got that," said Sam as Bucky settled back into his sleeping position, "Are you... it's okay that I'm...?"

Which was a weird question for Sam to ask. It shouldn't matter if Bucky was okay with it. This was insecurity creeping up on Sam.

"Sam, I have very little clue what 'demisexual' means and it is three in the morning. But I know I like you. And you like me. And I've gotten very good at google searches over the years, so I can probably learn everything about it when I wake up," yawned Bucky, "I accept you for all that you are, though. I always will."

Sam... might have wiped away a tear. He didn't know he was crying until then. he didn't expect it. But all the same, Sam felt safe as Bucky held him close and whispered love into Sam's skin.

#sambucky summer fling collection #sambucky #sam wilson #bucky barnes #sambucky ficlet #domestic fluff #coming out #demisexual sam wilson #getting together #my ficlet

[thatmexisaurusrex]

Hi!! For the Summer Fling: #4 + one of them is in danger and "might" die, pretty please??

Magnificent choice, @funsized-loser! Enjoy the little fluff ficlet! 🥰

Love Confessions

| 1 | Prompts | 3 |

"Good teamwork."

Good teamwork.

Bucky had watched Sam smile at him, gave Sam a thumbs up when Sam asked if Bucky was okay, and Bucky had nodded and said, "Good teamwork."

Sam.

With the gap in his teeth. With that long sigh as he released all his tension. The quirk to his smile which meant it was real and not Sam putting up a front for the team.

Relaxed.

Happy.

Distracted, Bucky supposed now, as they smiled at each other.

Before Bucky watched a puncture through Sam that dragged Sam backward.

A grappling hook through Sam.

Bucky saw the surprise on Sam as he disappeared through the barnyard door. The gasp on Sam's face before he was gone.

Just.

Gone.

Bucky didn't hear what people were saying around him. He didn't know what he said back. Bucky's body moved on its own, on instinct as he followed.

The trail of blood out of the barn.

Good teamwork.

The signs of Sam's wing's piercing the ground, dragging along with Sam, like hoes digging small trenches for seeds.

Good teamwork.

Broken branches, torn up bushes.

Good teamwork.

Broken Redwings.

Good teamwork.

Bucky didn't remember when fist met face, but there was one of the bastards, knocked out on the ground. And another. Three more. Bucky couldn't focus. Couldn't breathe.

"James?"

Quiet.

Warbling.

Pained.

Sam.

Bucky fell to his knees, first aid like second nature. Because he prepared for this. In practice drills. In his head. Over and over just in case, needing to know this. Because Bucky already knew how to hurt things. But he wanted to know he could heal things too.

A hand.

Rough.

And shaking.

Touching his.

Bucky grabbed it as he turned to Sam. Sam fucking grinning like he didn't have a bleeding hole through him.

"Good teamwork," groaned Sam, "Though, I have to say, I wore them down. Easy pickings after how I fought them."

Bucky let out a laugh that sounded more like a bark.

Good teamwork.

"Them? They're nothing. We need better foes to see who's better at fighting," Bucky said, hearing the emotion in his voice, feeling the tears.

Sam's thumb weakly rubbed the back of Bucky's hand. The one keeping pressure on the wound.

"Knew you'd come," whispered Sam.

Soft.

Gazing at Bucky like this wasn't life or death.

"I love you," blurted Bucky, "I've always loved you."

Sam grinned.

"I know," mumbled Sam as he weakly squeezed Bucky's hand, "Love you too. And stop acting like I'm dying. It hit no vital organs. I'm going to be fine."

"Says the man who got grappling hooked," laughed Bucky.

"I've been through worse," groaned Sam.

"I know," whispered Bucky as he remembered waking up from the snap, watching Sam appear right before his eyes from dust, "But I hate it when you're hurt, okay?"

"Are you going to take care of me after the hospital?" asked Sam, his eyes deep and fond even in this state.

"You'll get all the soup you can eat from me," said Bucky, which made Sam laugh.

Then groan.

"No making me laugh right now," moaned Sam, "God. I just want to kiss you, but I'm pretty sure I'd bleed out if I tried."

Bucky leaned down and kissed Sam himself. Felt Sam relax.

"You two are - I knew it," said Joaquín, annoyingly yet thankfully interrupting the kiss as he situated Sam for the helicopter to the hospital.

"Don't be mean to the man who just got grappling hooked," groaned Sam as he kept holding onto Bucky's hand, "And you - I want you on the helicopter, James. I'm serious."

Bucky could feel Sam's hand quake. Bucky nodded, walking along with Joaquín and the EMTs to the helicopter.

"Of course. Always," said Bucky as he helped load Sam in and sat next to Sam, "Where you go, I go."

Sam nodded. Bucky kissed the back of Sam's hand. Kept holding that hand as the helicopter lifted off.

💌 💌 💌 💌 💌

Want me to write a ficlet for you? Check out the prompts and send me an ask! 🥰

#sambucky summer fling collection #sambucky #sam wilson #bucky barnes #sambucky ficlet #mission fic #bucky takes care of sam #hurt comfort #love confession #my ficlets

[thatmexisaurusrex]

SamBucky Summer Fling Collection

Okay, so I wanted to do something a little fun with the SamBucky Summer Bingo going on over at the SamBucky Library, something a little looser, so I thought - hey! I'll do a series of short fluff ficlets on Tumblr loosely connected by the idea of a seemingly summer fling between Sam and Bucky based on these prompts from the Bingo:

Coming Out - DONE

Looking Back, There Were Signs - DONE

Moment of Realization

Love Confession - DONE

First Time

Beach Day

Family Vacation

The Paul & Darlene

Hiking

Stuck in a Tent

Birdwatching

Game Night

Send me an ask with:

1) The prompt you want. 2) If you have a tiny request you have within reason for the casual fic such as a trope you like or a location or something. 3) Whether or not you'd like me to dedicate the fic to you or someone else. Because hey, why shouldn't we spread the love? 🥰

The prompts will be first come, first serve, so I'll update them as they're taken. I'll start writing Monday, July 10th and I'll post a new one every other day. So, send in your asks and I'm excited to write for you all soon 🥰

#sambucky summer fling collection #sambucky #sam wilson #bucky barnes #sambucky ficlets #fluff #send me a prompt #and i'll write a fluffy ficlet 🥰