#buck x bucky x rosie

[oopsiedaisiesbaby]

For one reason or another, Rosie ends up in a gay bar (maybe he's figuring out his sexuality, or maybe he's at maybe crosby's or someones bachelor party, or maybe both) and Buck and Bucky end up giving the "we saw you from across the bar and liked your vibe" speech

You’ve come to the right place 😈

Rosie was having the time of his life watching his best friend prepare to marry the love his life, but he needed a moment and a drink. He has never given or received so many lap dances or serenades in his life.

As he waited for the bartender to come his way so he could order, he felt a dizzying heat press up along his back. It was accompanied by the most intoxicating smell that nearly had Rosie closing his eyes and groaning in delight. Rosie turned to look over his shoulder and nearly wheezed when he forgot how to breathe for a moment.

He quickly turned, holding onto the bar to keep himself grounded as he checked to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating. In front of him was the most beautiful man Rosie had ever seen in his entire life. He was certain his mouth was open, face slack in surprise as he tried to blink away the mirage of the preternaturally handsome creature in front of him.

There was no way this man was real.

Eyes bluer than the sky peered up at him bashfully through impossibly long lashes as the plushest mouth in existence curled up on one side, cutting a precious dimple into the smooth cherub cheek closest to it as the vision said, “you’ll catch flies like that.”

Rosie closed his mouth and swallowed, his voice escaping him just like his breath as he tried to find anything to say in response to that whisky smooth voice that curled dangerously in his belly. The half smirk, stretched into a shy smile as piercing blue eyes continued to demurely peek up at him like this beautiful creature hadn’t been the one to approach Rosie.

“Cat got your tongue?” The man asked playfully and Rosie swore that voice was going to be the death of him if those lips or eyes didn’t get him first.

Rosie finally choked out, from the depths of some unfathomable hell he never wanted to be privy to again, “are you a cat?”

The man leaned back in surprise, sweet smile twisting into an a confusedly amused pucker until he huffed out a shocked laugh, deep and rich despite it essentially being just a burst of air. Rosie wished he could drown himself in that scotch he had planned to order.

“Oh what the hell am I saying?” Rosie muttered to himself, watching as the man abandoned all pretenses of what had to be flirting, despite how impossible that felt to Rosie, and leaned back on the bar with one arm looking terribly amused. “Of course you’re not a cat. I think I might be hallucinating though. Except my imagination is not good enough to conjure the likes of you. Does hallucinating rely on one’s imagination though?”

Once Rosie started, he couldn’t stop. He wasn’t even drunk enough to justify his nervous rambling, but the word vomit continued to spill no matter how many alarm bells went off in his head.

A second, unbearably warm body pressed along Rosie’s back and he froze, all words halting in his throat, as he watched the man before him tilt his head back slightly to look up at whoever was behind him and seemingly melt into the bar he was leaning against. Rosie was too scared to turn around. If whoever was behind him was attractive enough to make the ethereal creature before him go loose limbed and content like that, Rosie was a dead man.

“Bucky,” the golden haired Adonis in front of him acknowledged, an amused quirk taking over his pouting mouth. “I thought you wanted me to handle it?”

“What was I supposed to do Buck?” A delighted, rich voice, Bucky apparently, vibrated against Rosie’s back. “He started blushing and I couldn’t help myself.”

Rosie’s blush had been visible in this dark bar? He needed to vanish into thin air immediately.

The chest against his back vibrated again as Bucky asked, “did you even get to the offer yet?”

Buck scoffed something about ‘impatient’ with a find roll of his eyes. Rosie gulped nervously as he steeled himself and turned to look at Bucky.

“Fuck me,” Rosie exhaled as he looked up into ocean blue eyes set in the most roguishly handsome face he had ever seen and seriously thought he might faint as he swore his heart stopped when Bucky let out a bark of a laugh and he only got even more attractive.

“Well we’re trying to,” Buck spoke up from behind him.

Rosie whirled until his back was pressed against the bar, caught between the two most unfairly attractive men in what had to be the world as he tried to find the air to just breathe.

“My husband and I saw you from across the bar,” Bucky said, amusement still ringing clear in his voice. “We liked your vibe.”

“We were wondering if we could buy you a drink?” Buck asked, but it didn’t actually sound like a question.

Rosie let his gaze drift from Bucky’s hooded ocean eyes to Buck’s smoldering sky blue eyes and knew. He might not know how to breathe or speak anymore, but no way was he letting this pass him by. Crosby was going to die when he told him tomorrow.

“I’d like that,” Rosie breathed, nearly collapsing when the angel and devil on either side of him grinned triumphantly.

He wasn’t sure which was which.

Ahhh this was fun and I’m going to leave it here… for now 😈 But just know that when they get back to Gale and John’s place, Rosie leaves them speechless when he sucks John’s soul out through his dick and fucks all the sense out of Gale’s head… they were not prepared for that nervous dork to fuck like that 🙌

[avonne-writes]

This show is actually a love story with a background plot of Rosie being badass

[hogans-heroes]

“There’s a hotel two blocks that way,” Rosie blurted. “Go get us a room, I’ll carry him over.”

“I’m not leaving him.”

“Bucky, it’ll be faster if–”

“I’m not fucking leaving him!” The rage tore out of John’s chest, bursting from the bubbling cauldron sealed deep inside him, spilling into his gut with enough loathing to make him choke back vomit. His limbs shook, each wheezing breath echoing in the enclosed space.

Rosie clenched his jaw, though a pained understanding filled his eyes and he nodded. “Fine, take him. I’ll get the room. Get there as fast as you can.”

He shifted Gale’s limp body, passing him to John who crouched to gather Gale close. As soon as the full weight was transferred Rosie sprang up, snatching the gun and brown paper package John hadn’t noticed before, and took off down the street.

“Gale,” John whispered, brushing the icy skin and tucking Gale’s head under his chin. “Gale, please.”

[oopsiedaisiesbaby]

Alpha Buckies and omega Rosie as a power trio is going to keep my brain nice and busy tonight

Rosie getting the full courting experience from not one but two of the best pilots the USAAF has ever seen, all because they want the other best pilot to be theirs forever.

HC that omega Rosie calls the Buckies "boys" and "the boys" when he's talking to other people

Power throuple 🎉

Rosie’s a nervous rambler and ramble he does when he’s got the attention of those two flyboys on him, especially when it’s both of them at the same time. He starts to settle and get a little more comfortable with time and starts talking rather than rambling but when they start courting him??? Speechless.

In my head, they don’t go down for a while after meeting Rosie so they get to see him fly and after seeing him do some cool pilot shit, these two alphas that have refused to settle down, and are little too close for people’s comfort, are both like “that one.”

People think it’s gonna start a nasty fight and brace for impact, besties or not, but to everyone’s horror they start working together to court Rosie. Coordinated gifts, trapping him between them at the bar to flirt until Rosie’s practically swooning, taking him on dates together… no one’s ever seen anything like this before and it’s so unorthodox but they can’t help but be lowkey jealous???

Crosby doesn’t understand how Rosie survives the attention from one of them much less both at the same time. Rosie doesn’t know how he’s not swooning at every turn because they’re two very different type of romantic but it’s got Rosie in love quicker than he can blink.

When they get it all figured out and official, Rosie kisses them both at the same time and they were already hooked by the dorky grandpa vibes but this smooth Romeo that’s started emerging? Leaves them panting after him like dogs.

Because it’s two alphas and one omega, I’m gonna assume there’s some scuffles that happen from time to time, even if they are besties and a lot in love with each other despite how taboo it is, and Rosie calls them “boys” when he chastises them for it before giving them a reward for listening. So when he starts calling them “the boys” and “my boys” to others… there’s some awkward boners from time to time.

Just like with cleganmarge, I think Rosie would like watching his Ken dolls kiss sometimes. He’s definitely ordering them around and directing his own live porn show when he feels like it ❤️

[lostinwd]

RIP Gale, you would’ve loved to be a trophy husband

[oopsiedaisiesbaby]

After Rosie gets taken home by the Buckies and proves himself a worthy third( maybe even swoon worthy" they send him off with coffee, a kiss, and mutual thank yous all around and that's all they see of each other.

Until Crosby's wedding.

You see, apparently Crosbys fiance is a mutual friend and they'll be seeing a lot more of each other now

Oh mylanta, I just know they’re all thinking about/pining after that night after parting ways. John and Gale even bring it up as dirty talk when it’s just them because it was so good. Rosie can’t bring himself to sleep with anyone else.

Cut to a couple of months later when Rosie finds himself dragged into a coat closet after the ceremony and cocktail hour/pictures and kissed by the very two mouths he’s been dreaming about. They don’t exactly fuck in the coat closet but everyone gets a happy ending before they actually have a conversation about what everyone is doing there. Turns out John and Gale know Bubbles somehow and had just gotten to the bachelor party when they spotted Rosie and dipped before even saying hi to sleep with him.

They ask Rosie if he’d like to stay in their hotel room that night? Ofc he accepts and he might just sit with them at brunch the morning after where he finds out Gale and John have moved to the area and he might just end up with a date with John and Gale that following weekend, and might just have so,e life altering sex again, before the cycle repeats multiple times a week for several weeks, until his lease is up and wouldn’t it just be easier if he moved with them, and he might just find himself essentially married to them before the year is out. You won’t hear a single complaint from any of them 😉

[avonne-writes]

I'm so happy that I have finally finished my last custom bingo for the @mota-collab Mota 1st Birthday event! 🩷 I hope you'll enjoy my recs below.

Sapphic smut -> Left Behind by Edo345 - this short fic about two OCs showed an interesting perspective on life at Thorpe Abbotts. I don't read f/f fic often, but I would've read more of this.

Posted: Jun 2024 -> Rosie edit by @magneticghouls - beautifully edited, I loved the song and the stylistic choices.

First time sex -> my type by @spaceshipkat - this one-shot showed the bond and the familiarity between John and Gale so well. It may be their first time with each other, but they can still understand each other without words. The ending was lovely too.

Stalag fucking -> Five Seconds by @stoneinyourshoe - a fun outsider (Brady) POV Clegan fic with a side of Brenny. I liked this take on Brady and Benny and even wished they had followed John and Gale’s example in this fic 😄

Posted: Oct 2024 -> John and Gale fanart by @johnbottoms - this one is hilarious, I have to smile every time I look at it. I love it!

Somnophilia -> pretty, like a doll by @anachilles - such a well-written PWP! I loved the way Gale's sleeping thoughts were written and how it transitioned to reality.

Posted: Jan 2025 -> Gale art by @birdgems - "Kinda face you wanna paint on the side of your plane" no truer words! I can never get enough of Gale wearing heart-shaped glasses.

*incoherent sobbing* -> this John edit by @whirlpool-blogs - the sentiment of it is so beautiful it breaks my heart. I think about @whirlpool-blogs ' thoughts about remembrance often.

I'm so normal about them -> eat me, honey by @wayrad - fem!Gale x John fic. This was so hot, guys 🥵 Steamy, with Gale in control, but also deeply loving.

Screaming, crying, throwing up -> level off maneuvers by wormringers - "He trusts Gale too much for stage fright." Bucky jerks off in front of Gale. Hot and intimate fic ❤️‍🔥

Humiliation kink -> Babygirl by @xmysweetcreaturex - this fic was inspired by the movie, and it adapts the dynamics well. Hot, smutty fic if you like the original premise, and it has a second part too!

Posted: pre-show -> cute icons by @kylaym - I love the idea of capturing all the different scarves, and the style of these icons is lovely.

*chomp* -> NSFW Clegan fanart by @moontashpena - the way they depict John is just so 🥵🥵 I need more thick John in the fandom. (Reminds me of penny drop by @drylite which I recced previously)

Bdsm -> I have two recs because I couldn’t decide! 1) ain't it easy by @stereobone - a classic! I think it’s a really interesting exploration of what Gale and John get out of dominance and submission. Amazingly written as always. Dom John, sub Gale. 2) didactic by @drylite - this was so fun, I loved John's almost unhinged yearning and desire for Gale. Such a great one-shot. Dom Gale, sub John.

he protec, he attac, but most importantly... he likes to be pet -> Phantom Tail by @skyyguy - Puppy John is the sweetest dog shifter out there 💕

Posted Apr 2024 -> uniform study by @coldarena - this is drawn so well, all the details are lovely. It was nice to see art about minor characters. The "functional alcoholism" by Jack cracked me up. And Meatball is so cute!

[goldthorn-archive]

When You Say Nothing At All

He May Be The Reason Chapter 2

John arrives at the Ritz with a bouquet of flowers in hand, hoping for the best. Also, Brady is a little shit, Rosie is clueless, and Gale allows himself one glass of wine.

thank u @johnslittlespoon for beta reading and brainstorming

[oopsiedaisiesbaby]

I haven't been able to read your blog for a few days because my wifi has been out, so I'm just catching up now.

I have to say I didn't expect Rosie x Bucky x Buck to be a thing that I was into but turns out I'm very into them.

Also, and I'm sorry if this is inappropriate, but the image of Gale pulling in John's hair and holding his mouth between Rosie's legs knocked me off my feet. Like, squeezing my thighs together levels because I read it on the way to work.

Again, sorry if that's inappropriate, but you and anons are on fire.

You’ve come to the right place for inappropriate 😈❤️

I just think aesthetically speaking that threesome would kill me and I would say thank you 🙏 But also that combination of personalities would just be so freaking delicious and fun 🥰

The image of Gale holding John’s head down between Rosie’s thighs is burned into the back of my eyelids as well and I’m just gonna have to find a way to survive it but I’m with you 🙌

[homesickturner]

Homesick - Ch. 1

plot : childhood best friends Gracie and John are separated when join joins the war. Both are dealing with their own problems…will they cope with such distance between them. Most importantly, will the friendship (or more than..) stand the test of the war?

Dara speaks : hi hi! I’m overjoyed to finally be releasing this first chapter 🥹 I just could not keep these two to myself anymore 🫶 pls comment if you enjoy…any constructive criticism is welcome also. My asks box is wide open for any and all thoughts you have after reading this chapter so please send them my way !! The idea for this series came to me while listening to my favorite song ever homesick by dua lipa…give it a listen if you have not it’s too good!

warning : will be historically inaccurate at times for the sake of storytelling. Mentions of anxiety.

Gracie and John grew up together. Their parents often say that it was not often throughout their lives that one was seen without the other. Once they reached hugh school, things certainly changed although they still remained very close.

Gracie has been an exceptional student for all her young life and had future hopes of become a nurse. John and Gracie spoke often of their future plans and although there was a chance they may end up hours and hours from each other they knew they would be alright.

“So John,” Gracie spoke up, John sitting opposite her at the dinner table at her home. “I was thinking of doing some traveling before I head to Washington in the fall…where is it that you confirmed again?.”

“Gracie-.”

“Don’t worry though it’ll be way before college so we’ll have time to work and-.”

“I’m joining the air corps,” he blurted out, setting his knife and fork down.”

“You’re…what. John you’re going off to the war and you didn’t mention it.”

“No Gracie because I knew how worried you’d be-.”

“Damn right John.” She shot back, a hurt expression clouding her face. The girl was lost for words. “I’m coming with you-.”

“Like hell you are,” he scoffed. “Quit talking crap Gracie.”

“John! I was going to be a nurse anyway at least this way I’d be helping.” She pleaded.

“Gracie..you don’t want to see what some of the nurses do in the war,” John said softly. “You have so much going for you, go to college and have fun-.”

“While you’re getting shot down out of your fucking plane John!.” She shouted back at him, tears brimming in her eyes.

“Grace I’ll be ‘aright. I’m not letting you throw your future away for me…for this stupid war.” He insisted.

“John you’re my best friend. I can’t let you go out there.” She stood from the table and began pacing the small dining room. “If I do, I’d bet money that there’ll be a letter landing on my lap in Washington in a few months because you’ll-.”

“Gracie,” he yelled, strolling to where she was in front of him and laying both hands firmly on her shoulders. “Please…you’re breaking my heart. You gotta let me go.” He choked out, getting the slightest bit emotional seeing her eyes filled with tears.

Gracie felt like the life she’d planned had been ripped from beneath her. Some may say, she indeed had the world at her feet, everything was in her favor. Her family were wealthy, she had friends and she was headed to one of the top nursing programs in the country. Gracie never in a million years expected to hear that news from John. She was so crushed, so angry that this war was going to take away her favorite person from her and maybe never give him back. Gracie knew that boy better than she knew herself, so she knew that there was no changing his mind.

Although she was deeply upset, she knew John and had every belief he was doing this for the right reasons. Gracie knew that John had a big heart and truly just wanted to do what he could in such a horrific situation.

She wished she could be mature and think clearly about the situation. At the end of the day, Gracie was 18 years old and about to potentially loose her best friend to this war. So, she certainly was not thinking clearly.

As much as Gracie tried to persuade him, John’s decision was made. One week later he and Gracie stood at the Wisconsin harbor to say their goodbyes.

“Please don’t do this,” she whispered quietly into this ear, both her arms wrapped around his neck. “I can’t loose you Johnny…you’re my other half.”

Gracie couldn’t believe John was finally leaving her. She wasn’t sure she could live without him. Unfortunately for her, she was about to find out.

“It’ll be alright Gracie, I promise you. Just trust me alright?,” he muttered to her softly, he hands rubbed her back slowly.

John knew no matter what he told her, she’d worry. He knew that they were two halves of the same coin, and they balanced each other out perfectly. John brought out her wild side and Gracie kept John’s feet on the ground when he got overexcited. They certainly brought out the best in each other.

He might have been going off to war, but the only thing he was worried about was how Gracie would cope when he was gone. She’d always been an anxious girl, and it has only worsened in her late teens. In recent years, her friends and family realized that it was only John who seemed to truly help her. They would watch the nerves and worry melt off her face and her body relax when John and Gracie were in company togther. When she was with him, it was as if all the voices in her head were quieted and she felt herself again. John could only hope a constant stream of encouraging letters would keep his Grace happy.

As they broke apart John kept his hands on her shoulders. The two kept their eyes locked for a few moments, the words that were not said danced in the air between them. The moment neither of them ever thought would come had finally arrived.

Gracie watched as John turned and slowly began to walk away from her, and into the unknown. Right before boarding the boat, he turned to her once more as she called out to him.

“John?,” she asked. “Yeah Gracie?,” he called back, a small smile forming on this lips. “

“Please take care of yourself Johnny….and I’ll be waiting for my letters.” John could see her eyes lighting up as she shouted out to him.

“I will Grace, I promise I will. You’ll have plenty of letters don’t you worry.”

Gracie watched as her best friend boarded the boat. Moments later he appeared on the top deck, finding himself a spot next to the railing and stood waving to Gracie. A smile graced her lips as she watched him waving to her, and she would laugh when every so often he would do a salute. John noticed these laughs, and did them twice as much when he noticed she enjoyed them.

Gracie’s heart broke as she watched the boat sail away slowly. She stood and waved the John until she couldn’t see him anymore. Once the boat had sailed far enough, she let some tears finally fall down her cheeks.