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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 yells from the passenger seat.

“Ha! I’ll think about it.”

“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 in the house, got her cellphone, picked up her 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 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. Hold on. Have you…? James. Open the boxes.”

“Boxes? Oh!!”

Bucky unwrapped the large box first and when he opened the seal, steam wafted out of the box, and a delicious fragrance 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 opens the box and she watches 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 you 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”

[shellyac75]

I'm fan-girling over seeing two of my favorites fan-girling over each other

hey sian, in honor of fanfic writer appreciation day i am barging into your inbox to tell you:

i am really glad you are part of fandom and that our paths have crossed

i really fucking love your attoye stories! i love their dynamic, i deeply enjoy the recurring theme of attuma being gone for okoye, it’s factually correct and pleasing to read

thank you 💜

Awwww you’re too kind. Thank you for this. Also, thank you for the work you do in the SarahBucky fandom. Your writing is a joy to read 🧡

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Beach Nap

Rating: For Everyone

Pairing: Sarah X Bucky

Author's Note: I got another one done! Huzzah!

Summary: Bucky is so tired from a mission but promised Sarah a beach day.

July 8-14: Beach Day

They hadn’t seen each other for nearly a month. It seemed like summer rolled in every villain of the week decided they needed to take over the world at that exact moment. Captain America, the new Falcon and Bucky Barnes had been on their feet for weeks trying to capture one bad guy and then the other. By the time they finally got a break they were all ready to crash.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, a beach trip had been promised to Sarah and Bucky was determined not to break it, so he arrived, (slightly smoking) and went with her on their romantic beach getaway.

Sarah wasn’t a fool though; she could tell Bucky was tired. Even supped up soldiers had their limits.

“You can sleep in if you want.” She suggested once they got to their hotel.

“No, I promised I’d spend quality time with you and that’s what I’m going to do.” Bucky promised. “Now let’s enjoy that sand and surf, yeah.”

She studied her man and decided to indulge him. Putting on her swimsuit they went outside and she urged him to sit down beside her on the lounge chairs so they could share a drink and put on some sunblock. The minute he leaned back against the chaise he was out just like she thought he would.

“Oh Bucky. You tried.” She sighed with a shake of her head. Dutifully she covered him with a towel, put on his baseball cap, and a pair of sunglasses on him so he didn’t sunburn, then ordered herself a hurricane and laid back beside him to enjoy the sounds of the surf. It wasn’t too bad just laying out there soaking up the sun while her significant other snored lightly.

“Hey little mama, this seat taken?”

Sarah peered over her shades at the tall, rather scrumptious looking black man looming over her. “No, you can take it if you need it.”

“Thank you.” He said, his eyes flickering over her. “Uh, you on your own?”

“No, I’m here with my boyfriend.” She gestured towards Bucky still sound asleep under his towel and hat.

The man gave her a bemused look. “Cozy.”

“He is…he works hard so when we got here he just…” She gestured and shrugged.

“Well my friends and I are about to play a game of dominoes. Interested?” He gestured towards the group close by.

Sarah looked over at Bucky then at the group of men and women. “Sure.”

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Bucky felt the heat build and he woke up with a grunt and a full body stretch. Opening his eyes, he realized where he was and suddenly sat up. Sarah!  His gaze darted around and quickly found her at a table surrounded by other people playing games. A man sat beside her, paying too much attention, and making her laugh. Instantly he got out of his chair.

Sarah saw him coming and smiled brightly. “Had a good nap, baby? Looks like you needed it.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. I completely neglected you-”

“-No, it’s fine, I’ve been having a fine time with Robert and his friends here. They’ve been excellent company.”

“Whoa,” Robert murmured noticing the metal arm. “That’s impressive. Hope you didn’t mind us borrowing your lady for a bit. She’s amazing.”

“Thank you, Robert.” Sarah laughed.

Bucky smiled briefly. “Uh thanks for keeping an eye on her, but I think I can take it from here…”

Sarah eagerly got up. “Thanks for the entertainment!”

“Any time little mama!” The group waved back.

Sarah urged Bucky to the waves, desperate for some cool waters and briefly enjoyed the refreshing ocean when he spun her around and kissed her hard. Surprised but pleased she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

“Did Robert ask for your number?” He growled against her lips.

She smiled. “No, but he did ask how serious we were.”

Jealousy seized him and he pulled her tight against him, the waves hiding how possessively he clutched her ass cheeks. “Did he?”

“Sshh, I told him I was very committed to you. Don’t be so upset.” she reassured, wiggling against his hands.

“I let my guard down for a moment and there’s already someone ready to swoop down to take you from me.” He murmured against her mouth before claiming her with a deeper kiss.

Her toes curled in the sand, “You’re so cute when you’re possessive.” She teased.

“Yeah, well once we get back into the hotel room, I’m going to be damn adorable.” He promised, his blue eyes gleaming with heat.

Sarah shivered. The first beach day already looking very promising indeed.

[shellyac75]

This is so good. I need more

[shellyac75]

Cute slice of that SarahBucky life

Knife Skills

Rating: Slightly Mature? No vegans allowed.

Pairing: Sarah X Bucky

Author's Note: I wrote this because I wanted to participate in the bingo and couldn't think of anything better. Please be gentle.

Summary: Sarah is going to best her cousin at the cook out and Bucky's going to help.

July 1-7: Cook Out

“You know what you’re doing, right?” Bucky asked Sarah as he studied the challenge lying before them.

4th of July cook out was apparently serious business in the Wilson house. Family members were coming, and everyone was determined to outdo the other person with some excellent cuisine. Cousin Whitney was about the same age as Sarah so naturally they’ve been in competition since the womb. Sometimes it was friendly, sometimes it wasn’t. During Easter she was flirting heavily with Bucky and Sarah had to put her in her place, letting her know that the super soldier was her man.

“It may have been a few years since I’ve done one of these, but it’s like getting on a bike. Easy.” She reassured him as she set out the knives.

“This isn’t a bike, Sarah, it’s a gator.” He said pointing at the 28lb reptile sitting on the plastic covered dining room table.

“Work with me, sugar. I need to brine this tonight so it can be ready for smoking tomorrow. Sam said you’re good with knifes so you can help me skin this guy quick.”

“I stabbed people, I never skinned anyone.” He quickly went through his memory to double check, then nodded.

“You said you’d help!”

“Okay, I did. Just tell me what to do.”

Sarah handed him a knife, Bucky gripped the handle, finding it comfortable and studied the blade.

“I’m going to make the first incisions. What you have to do is run the knife over the top, avoiding the scutes, all the way down the middle of his tail so we can peel the skin off like a coat. Start here where I made the first cut. Work your way down the center while I do the limbs.”

Bucky didn’t know how he was going to do this, but when Sarah needed him, he like a good boyfriend rose to save the day. He would’ve preferred a burning building to this but too late to back down now. Following her instructions, he began to carefully cut down the middle of the reptile.

“Don’t dig too deep. If you rip open any organs, especially the stomach, it’s over. The meat will spoil and I’ll never get the smug look off of Whitney’s face.”

“You know I’m not interested in your cousin Whitney.” Bucky said as he effortlessly ran the knife over the gator, peeling the tough skin to reveal the nearly white flesh underneath.

“I know,” Sarah said as she worked off the skin from the gator’s limbs, leaving the claws intact. “But she don’t know when to quit and if I can beat her stuffed turkey wings with MY Cajun smoked grilled gator then that will leave her pouting. That’s step one!”

“And step two?” Bucky dared to ask.

“Step two is me getting a mani/pedi while you watch the gator for four and half hours give or take…”

“Four hours??”

“…so I can look snatched in my pink halter sun dress with you by my side.” She continued. “Whitney is going to be fouler than Titi Gina’s barbeque chicken.”

“You’re wearing the pink halter top dress?” Bucky’s gaze got heated. “You know what it does to me.”

Sarah smiled smugly. “That’s the idea. I want your eyes on me at all times.”

Carefully he continued to slice with the blade, pulling the skin from the pink and white meat with growing confidence. “You know if you wanted to mark your territory, you could just sit on my lap and have your way with me.” He waggled his brows.

“I think that’s called lewd conduct. Quite unbecoming of an Avenger.” she teased.

“I never claimed to be an Avenger.” He retorted, then added saucily. “So if you want to claim me. Claim me.”

“Boy if it wasn’t for this gator…” She growled, then checked their progress. “You’re doing great! Now, help me flip this guy over.”

After a while they managed to separate the hide from the flesh and, in probably one of the weirdest things Bucky’s ever had to do, he used his metal arm to peel the skin off the body in one go. “This is so wrong.”

“Hush, now put the skin in that bucket for salting later and let’s carefully get the guts out so we can put the body in the brine bucket. Let me do it.”

“Gladly,” Bucky said as he made a face while putting the heavy hide into the waiting container.

They carefully disposed of the innards before having a mild panic attack as they struggled to put the gator into the brine.

“Do we have to keep the head on??”

“Yes!”

“It’s weird.”

“Oh Bucky. Grow up!”

“This will be delicious, right?”

Sarah glared at him. “Do you doubt my cooking skills?”

“Sorry, stupid question.” He looked around. “Looks like a crime scene.”

“Don’t worry, the victim will be delicious tomorrow.”

Bucky chuckled and dutifully helped her clean up before they crashed together, exhausted.

The next day, Bucky babysat the gator as it smoked in the grill then drooled at how beautiful Sarah looked all dolled up, hair and nails on point in her sexy pink dress. Whitney scowled as everyone raved over the gator meat and was too busy whining to realize that the triumphant couple had snuck off somewhere private as the fireworks began. Sarah pushed Bucky onto the backseat of an abandoned truck in their garage and staked her claim on her handsome boyfriend with mingling moans of delight. Bucky didn’t mind it one bit.

[shellyac75]

A great read about my favorite duo

Pairing: Sarah Wilson x Bucky Barnes

Rating: E

Words: 4k+

Summary: Bucky and Sarah navigate their burgeoning relationship and remember how they used to be good at this relationship stuff.

AO3

Keep reading

[shellyac75]

So excited to see this story back.

Chapter 3 of my SarahBucky WIP is up.

~9k, 3/? Chapters, so far we've just kissed

Romance, grief and trauma recovery, falling in love and making out on boats, humor

In this chapter: Sarah confessing her worries to her best friend, drunk!Sarah, drunk texts we later regret, moving through grief, talking out feelings with Sam

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“You found some brand new, certified fresh dick, ain't that right?” 

“T!” Sarah laughed and swatted her arm. “Okay, you know Sam’s friend–”

“Did you fuck a Howling Commando, sis?” 

“Why are you trying to kill me, I ain’t even told you nothing yet!” Sarah exclaimed, her face hot. Everybody in Delacroix was talking about Sam’s new sidekick, Bucky Barnes. What did she expect? “And no, thank you, I did not.” 

“Why go all the way to Disneyland when you can ride an Avenger right here in the parish?” 

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love these two

For The Rest of My Days - SarahBucky

For the @sarahbuckybingo​ round 1 square B2: dancing

“This is it,” Bucky teases as they slowly rotate on the dance floor, a soft jazz piece playing in the background. It’s one that they both particularly enjoy for its soft sax solo, the record nearly worn out from how many times they’ve danced just like this, but at home in their living room rather than here, in front of all of their friends and family. “You’re stuck with me now, Sarah.” 

Sarah leans in close, close enough to smile against Bucky’s cheek and brush a soft kiss there. His usual stubble is gone, clean shaven just for this day, the musky undertone of his aftershave rich and familiar. “And you’re stuck with me,” she teases back, “for the rest of your days.” 

“For the rest of my days,” Bucky replies, wistful, “I like the sound of that.” 

PS: I can’t draw hands leave me alone

[shellyac75]

A perfect story for the holidays

title: The Holidate

pairing: sarah wilson x bucky barnes

rating: g

author’s note: felt like reposting a fic i wrote last year since it’s hanukkah and all. thank you again to @bellejolras for the sensitivity read and to @indyluckycharlie for the beta read.

summary:

Winnie shakes her head sadly as she puts the dish in the cabinet. He can feel the weight of every unsaid word she’s holding in, every despairing sigh he’s heard a million times before. And yet, he finds himself opening his mouth to say the words that will put a ridiculous lie in motion.

read it here

[shellyac75]

Hey everyone!

I’m doing a project for college and would love it if y’all could help me out by filling in a survey about eggs 🥚. It’ll take about 5-10 minutes and is available in English and Dutch.

If you get sent to the Dutch version, you should be able to change the language with the little symbol (🌐) in the top left.

Thank you so much in advance! 💕

https://forms.office.com/e/BiN9kmMmPa

Yes, one question is vague. Just try to fill it in how you think is best.

[shellyac75]

I am completely in love with this story . I'm strapped in and ready for this ride.

title: something to talk about

pairing: sarah wilson x bucky barnes

characters: sarah wilson, bucky barnes, original black female character, carlos,

rating: gen

author’s note: special thanks to @ninesdb for the quick beta!

summary:

“Momma! Momma!”

Sarah peers around the edge of the refrigerator door as her daughter, Georgia, clatters into the kitchen, breathless with excitement. “What it do, tennis shoe?”

read chapter one here

[shellyac75]

I swear he dropped like 15 years off his face after he saw Sarah for the first time. He has never looked happier.

Remember, they told a whole side story in FATWS about Sarah and Bucky meeting and falling for one another. They just didn’t have space and time to show it all in the series and gave us crumbs. Never forget that. SarahBucky is canon.

This meet-cute, as adorable as it was, was a reshoot of another scene where Bucky arrived at the Wilson home, Sarah answered the door, and they both hit it off.

[shellyac75]

All of this and so much more. You see a literal change in Bucky the moment he sees Sarah. I think this is the first genuine smile that you see from him since CA:TFA. He looks like he has deaged and there is a bounce in his step.

I know as fans we love to read into potential cues about characters but we have the writer of the show say that they intended for them to get together, this is not just a case of "these actors have great chemistry together so we demand they become a couple" energy that many ships are based on.

I can’t get over that flirting scene though. These are two mature adults who have been out of the game for various reasons for so long and when Bucky sees Sarah he immediately snaps back to “young stud trying to impress a girl”. He’s still his normal, slightly surly self with Sam (the running joke is all he does is stare and intimidate for Pete’s sake) and he sees Sarah and just lights up and turns on the charm for the first time we see EVER. And this isn’t “he’s happy to meet his friend’s sister” thing, he VISIBLY gives her the up and down and eagerly wants her to know who he is. And Sarah’s slightly flustered response to the hot dude who is clearly interested is adorable. And Bucky repeats her name with that “okay Sarah, I’m going to be remembering that name” tone which is why Sam immediately gets “you watch it” look. Then Sarah spins around and you can see her unable to hide the grin. It’s so cute to see two people who haven’t done this in a long time acting like teenagers. 

Then Sam does the threatening brother thing and rather than Bucky laugh it off, his throat tightens and he gets really sheepish which indicates to me that Bucky is DEFINITELY interested. Bucky “steal yo sister” Barnes is on the prowl. 

And when Sarah shows up to hassle Sam about messing with the boat when he doesn’t know what he’s doing, Bucky draws attention to himself again in spite of Sam and immediately aligns himself with Sarah (”yup, Samuel”) and while they’re leaving shares a look and smile with her again. Like Bucky is pursuing this. He took one look at Sarah and was immediately “oh hell this is totally worth it”. 

The kids situation actually seems appealing to Bucky. He’s missed out on a family and clearly likes kids (and they like him). He was happily at the mercy of the Wakandan children so you can’t tell me that Sarah’s kids aren’t comforting to Bucky. He wakes up to them disturbing him happy rather than startled. Stability and comfort and HOME is what Bucky really seems to want and Sarah offers that along with a good, understanding head on her shoulders. Sarah seems exhausted by having to handle her life alone and here’s this guy who just wants to help. It’s a flippin’ Hallmark movie. 

[shellyac75]

I so sorry to hear that you are having a rough go I can't imagine losing my sister and then to have covid add to it. I hope it's a mild case for you.

I'm disappointed to hear that people didn't see Sarah's point of view. I see that lack of empathy as an illustration of Black women being expected to be strong. I couldn't imagine having a young child, being pregnant, worrying about your husband (and probably brother) being in danger and being alone. That is a lot to expect a person to go through and to then be told "well you signed up for this" is utter bullshit. Thinking you might be OK with something and then being overwhelmed by the reality is valid. I could see if Bucky quit after missing AJ's birth but I assumed he didn't and I don't blame Sarah if she felt that shielding herself by getting divorced then I don't blame her. Early in the story I had imagined that Sarah's tipping point was Bucky not being there for her when she had a crisis, like a miscarriage or something, and I imagine dealing with a pregnancy alone with another baby is right up there especially if you have stress on top of it. If Bucky didn't get out immediately after I would have been done too, and it seems that even the newer job sounds like it kept him away which for Sarah may have been worse, especially something happened, like how are you going to be here and not here at the same time.

For me, Bucky is the one that needs to come to realize what his job has done to Sarah and his family. I don't think he fully appreciates what it takes to do all of what Sarah had to do because of his job. Yes she loves him but she needs to love herself too.

Anyway, I'm sorry for ranting but I wanted to let you know how much I enjoy this story, and you let you know I liked the update and I count myself lucky that I got to read it before you took it down, I was traveling so I didn't get a chance to leave a comment on the chapter. I'll also be remiss if I didn't take this time to say how much I love your SarahBucky stories, they are among my favorite of the pairing and I'll be here patiently waiting for your updates.

When you log into AO3 to read the new chapter of I'm not over you and then find out it's not there...

Hey. I’m so sorry. I deleted the new chapter. I’m failing miserably with this story. Failing to get readers to see Sarah’s POV. While the chapter was up, a reader pointed out that Sarah needed therapy etc. because of her choice to divorce Bucky in the first place. I’ve failed as a writer if I can’t get my readers to see, and understand, where Sarah is coming from. I thought the small flashback would suffice, but evidently it did not. So, I’m going to re-write chapter 5 and try again. If readers still can’t understand her, then I’ll delete the whole story. I don’t have it in me, it seems, to keep presenting her POV only to have everyone keep missing the point - because that’s on me as a writer. I’m not doing a good enough job with this issue. I’ll try one more time, though.

Thanks for checking in with me! I’m really sorry. Hopefully I’ll get some more writing done now that I’m testing positive for COVID — again — and have nowhere to be and nothing else to do. Ha! 💚

[shellyac75]

Yeah I'd preen like a little girl if he said hi to me too.

I will never stop being fixated by the way Sarah’s hand flies to her neckline when Bucky says hi to her

[shellyac75]

So cute

sarahbucky + blue 💙

hi nonnie! thank you so much for this ask!

i liked it so much i gave you 196 words of some nursery painting AU instead of the >100 i was supposed to write

“What about this one?” Bucky asks, more resigned than hopeful.

“Hmmm… no,” Sarah shakes her head and goes back to flipping through the book of swatches on her lap.

Sighing, Bucky sets the swatch down on the table. He closes his eyes and says flatly, “We have been looking at the same slightly different shades of blue for the past five hours now. Can’t you just pick one? The kid isn’t even going to be able to see the walls for the first month of his life, what does it even matter if it’s not Robin’s Egg blue?”

“Well,” Sarah bites her lip and looks up at him through her lashes, “don’t laugh, okay?”

“Trust me, I do not feel like laughing right now.”

“I just… wanted the paint to match the color of your eyes. It’s silly, I know, but—” she’s cut off by his lips pressing to hers in a quick, fierce kiss.

He pulls back, grabs his keys from the bowl and heads toward the door.

“Um, where are you going?”

“To get more swatches until we find the right one. And, yes, I’ll get you some more ice cream while I’m out.”

send me two characters and one word

[shellyac75]

Release the SarahBucky cut

I know it’s been like 84 years…. But I’m still waiting on that SarahBucky Cut 🙃

Mr. Spellman???