#bucky tag game

[subwaysurf45]

Helloooo!! Meg from @espinosaurusrexex here and I just gotta know what “Bucky Barnes The Feminist” is about 😃

I honestly love your writing so much. It’s so comforting in a way I cannot explain 💓 I’m so excited you’re participating in the tag game! 🥰

Hey shorty, thanks for the ask!

Bucky the Feminist is actually a little angsty as it deals with Bucky's time trying to understand the reader's past when it comes to intimacy, as well as little quirks the reader has picked up during their last realtionships.

Also, I've added a warning to nosebleeds which isn't for what you think it's about!

Here's a snipet:

In his junior year of high school he was in a co-ed gym class and thought nothing of it, he actually knew one the girls was college bound for her impressive track and field personal bests. He respected them like anyone else, he’d always find himself on their team because the five of them needed others to fill a full roster for their full-field soccer game. The other fifteen boys took turns being on the girl’s team, never once inviting them over; that is, until they saw one of the girls was actually really good, then they wanted to play with her.

On the last day of school Madea, the one who was as fast as Usain Bolt, came up to him and gave him a hug. Bucky almost lost his graduation cap as she squeezed him.

“Thank you,” she said, “you’re one of the good ones Barnes. You passed the ball, you cheered us on, you stood up for us when we asked- and only when we asked -and you just-…” she sighed and shrugged, “if you have a girlfriend in college, she’ll be really lucky to have you.”

“Thanks?” Bucky said as he held his diploma, he didn’t see the big deal. That conversation was forgotten soon as his sisters jumped on his back and stole his cap.

If you'd like to see what else I've got cooking in my WIP folder, take a look over here and ask for more info based on the titles!

[spectrecowboy]

I'd like to think sometime after getting his autonomy back Bucky got to read the Lord of The Rings

[underratedgrapeju1ce]

always the protector

[meyerlansky]

#hboww2rewatch timestamp roulette: MASTERS OF THE AIR, PART TWO ↳ rank has its privileges, boys.

[mrs-elsie-barnes]

Making a new tag game because I wanted to

Next fic mood board tag game!

I need some motivation to finish editing my next fic so here's a mini moodboard!

Let's see your "next fic" moodboards!

Tagging: @late-to-the-party-81 @buckys-wintersoldier @little-miss-dilf-lover @daycourtofficial

[heretoobsessstuff]

Last line tag

Ahhhhh im so happy u tagged me @valstarsandgalaxies thank u so muchhhh 🥹🫶🏻

Here’s a little piece of the “babe can I call?” WIP i wrote recently (a 5+1 fic, 5 times John call Gale in the middle of the night and one time Gale does instead!)

“Gale,” he breathes, relief flooding him at the sound of that familiar voice. He hears Gale shuffle before he speaks again.

“John? Is that you?”

John took a shaky breath, trying to drown in that voice, willing it to pull the fear from his body. His hand shook as he gripped the phone like a lifeline.

“Are you drunk again?” Gale sighed, his voice heavy with sleep. John felt floaty, dread sitting at the pit of his stomach as he tried to calm his breathing. He felt desperate to make sure Gale is okay. That he’s alive. That he’s still here. He jumped to answer.

“No—not drunk. Gale, I—”

“John? What’s the matter? Where are you?” Gale interrupts, urgency threading through his words.

Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.

“Nothing. I’m home. I’m sorry—I shouldn’t have called.”

“Are you okay? You’re kinda freakin’ me out right now.”

Gale sounded concerned—panicked, even, his voice rising in pitch. John took another deep breath, fighting to steady himself.

“I just-just need to hear your voice.”

His eyes burnt with tears, so he closed them, feeling the weight of the night press down on him.

“Did something happen?” Gale’s worry is palpable, and John shook his head even though Gale couldn’t see him, exhaling deeply as the lump in his throat threatened to choke him.

“No. Just wanted to know-needed to know you’re there.” The words were finally out and he felt his stomach clench with anxiety. As if he was expecting Gale to say he wasn’t okay and that he was dead and that these past months of leaving England and flying back home were all a dream. That Bucky was still in Stalag, without Gale, counting the days until something happened and ridded him of this misery-

“I’m here, John,” Gale says softly, voice gentle, cutting through the chaos like a knife.

“You’re okay,” John says shakily.

“Yeah, I’m all in one piece.” A pause. “As okay as I ever was, Bucky.”

Ahhhhh this is going slow but im rlly excited to share snippets 🤭 absolutely no pressure tagging @amiserableseriesofevents @happy-days19 @onyxsboxes @joeyalohadream i’m rlly sorry if you’ve done it already ❤️❤️

[navybrat817]

WIP Poll Game!

Rules: Make a 24 hour poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (It’s fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count.) Whichever WIP title gets the most votes, write 1 sentence for every vote received.

Thanks to @vintagebuckybarnes and @theinheriteddutchess for the tags! I have quite a few WIPs, so I provided some options and you lovelies are welcome to ask about them.

NPT: @targaryenvampireslayer @jobean12-blog @astheskycries @ghotifishreads @holylulusworld @romanarose @foxgloveprincess @sergeantbarnessdoll @jen-with-a-pen @reveluving and anyone seeing this who wants to play! ❤️

[daniel-bruehl]

WALTER SULLIVAN Silent Hill 4: The Room (2004)

[hogans-heroes]

Last line tag

Thank you to @counting0nit and @avonne-writes for the tag, have some of the latest feels snippet.

———

“Bucky?” Gale murmured into Bucky’s palm.

“Yeah bud.”

The rough floorboards dug into Bucky’s knees but he ducked lower to try to meet Gale’s hazy eyes and watch his throat fight through a swallow, the knuckles of the hand gripping the baseball trembling against Bucky’s arm.

“Bucky?” Gale said again—lost, pleading—and suddenly Bucky knew he’d never piece his heart together again, would bleed onto the floor at Gale’s feet for the rest of his life.

“I’m right here. Come back to me, please,” he choked out, but Gale didn’t come back, only squeezed his eyes shut as Bucky stroked the ridge of his cheekbone, eyelashes brushing the tip of Bucky’s thumb.

“I don’t wanna sleep outside,” Gale rasped finally, body curling in shame. “It’s cold.”

His voice broke and Bucky pressed closer between Gale’s legs, sliding his arms around his waist and pressing his cheek to Gale’s burning forehead. Tears stung sharp in his eyes but he swallowed them back, tightening his arms around this specter of a little boy left on dark, cold benches with aching stomach and heart.

“You’re not going to be outside,” Bucky whispered, forcing conviction into his wavering voice. “Never, you’re staying right here with me.”

———

I tag @caustinen and @middlingmay because I love your stories 💕

[luckydeuce]

last line(s) / WIP tag

Warning: I'm exhausted and busy with work (sob) and so, so under the weather it's just a massive shit show. And I've been struggling to write but some wonderful, wonderful souls tagged me recently (I'm talking about you @happy-days19 and @soliloquy-dawn and @onyxsboxes and @weimarweekly and @reallylilyreally and @amiserableseriesofevents) and I swear I didn't ignore it!!!

This is collective for @london-cowboy and this account because there's more than 1 me. Here we go.

John takes a small sip of his whiskey. It isn’t Macallan. It must be The Dalmore, the 18-Year-Old, or something similar: deep and spicy—burnt black coffee and marmalade. It’s wonderful. But it’s also— “Not what I wanted, Buck.” Buck has been just raising his glass to his lips. He stops, mid-gesture. “Pardon?” Oh, pardon my ass, frat boy, thinks John. This is perfect, fucking perfect. A wonderful opportunity to start. He hates that it is happening. “They didn’t have Macallan?” Buck looks confused, eyes darting between John’s lips and the £400-a-bottle liquid in John’s glass. “They did, but—” The thing is, John knows. He knows they did, just as he knows Buck was trying to impress him. Win him, please him. In any other circumstances, it would have worked, nice and simple. But nice and simple isn’t really what Buck wants from John.   “Then bring me what I wanted,” John says. He doesn’t blink, doesn’t smile; equally, he doesn’t frown. “Please.”

Tagging @stereobone , @whirlpool-blogs , @feyd-meowtha and @wayrad , only if you'd like to (but adding a Dom John Egan kind of please).

[avonne-writes]

Rules: show the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.

Thank you for the tag @counting0nit and @joeyalohadream 💕

“Gonna put a baby in you.” Bucky pants. “My baby. Oh fuck.”

Yeah, umm... Smut FicTM is still in progress.

Not sure who hasn't been tagged yet, but I'll tag @onyxsboxes @nicijones and @hogans-heroes (not really following the rule but 🤷‍♀️)

[underratedgrapeju1ce]

can anybody hear me when i'm hidden underground?

can anybody hear me am i talking to myself?

[sleepr-agent420]

Give your fanfic writers a boost and share your favourite MOTA AU

i think @polifandom tagged me

start taking your chances by @meyerlansky. THIS FUCKING FIC GUYSSS i thrive for a good curtbuckbucky threesome and this one is SOOO GOOD

Its a Scream, Baby! by @feyd-meowtha the link isnt working but. clegan in a scream au. :D enough said go read that

the hand of a good man by @stereobone LINK IS STILL NOT WORKING ?? anyways i dont usually like daddy kink stuff but THIS ONE. NGHHRNJF sooo normal about this fic

all we got by @wayrad i give up on the link you people can use your fingers and search for them. THIS ONE is so beautiful i literally love everything karma writes and its BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN WITH CLEGAN HELLOOOO who wouldnt read that 🙄

our love, for eternity by @alienoresimagines i think? this ones short but its so cute and i love this royalty/bodyguard au

this must be the place by @blixabargelds AH! THIS! AHHH!!! i love when my boys are put in situations :D not to mention. slight gore and gross stuff haha

Skys wing au that doesnt have a name yet by @skyyguy wings on gale gale has wings ans hes sad and gets beat up a lot kinda and bucky helps him and stuff and fuck martin hes the bad guy

theres like a lot more but my stomach hurts so. goodbye

[whirlpool-blogs]

last line(s)/wip tag

thanks @c-goldthorn @swifty-fox @rangerelizabeth @majorbuckyegan @donotnomi 🥹❤️

wrote a little more for Pet Sematary AU today! here's a snippet:

Gale glances back at him. Bucky shifts his weight from side to side, uncomfortable. Comprehension dawns on Gale. 

“You need to piss again?” asks Gale. 

Bucky nods. “Don’t…yell.” 

Gale sighs. “I won’t yell,” he promises, “if you use the latrines like a goddamn normal person. I’ll show you where they are.” 

Gale brings Bucky to the latrines and stays back outside the entrance. He waits. After a beat, Bucky’s voice comes echoing out. “Buck,” he says, plaintive. 

Gale pokes his head around the doorway. Bucky stares back at him, clearly perplexed. He hasn’t even unzipped his fly. 

“You are lucky,” grits out Gale, stepping inside, “that we are such good friends.” He undoes Bucky’s pants, then, when it’s clear that Bucky still has no idea what comes next, tugs his soft cock out of his skivvies and aims the hole at the latrine. 

“Now go,” says Gale. Bucky goes. His cock jumps in Gale’s hand as the stream bursts out, flowing hot and yellow. He’s still a little dehydrated, so Gale makes a mental note to give Bucky more water when they get back to the barracks. 

After Bucky finishes, Gale loosely shakes him out to get rid of the last few drops. “Otherwise,” explains Gale, “it’ll still be wet inside your skivvies.” He looks over to check that Bucky is paying attention. He’ll be damned if he has to repeat this lesson.

Bucky nods. Satisfied, Gale tucks his cock back in, zips him up, and pats Bucky on the hip. 

“All done,” says Gale. 

“Done,” repeats Bucky. 

no pressure! tagging @angelfruittree @soliloquy-dawn @impalachick @inpotatoeswetrust

[heretoobsessstuff]

Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday

thank u sm for the tag @joeyalohadream pls pretend i'm posting this on sunday 🤫

Here's a few lines from a lil fic I'm working on which is currently untitled

John chuckled softly, nudging Gale’s shoulder lightly with his own. 

“Or”—he dragged out the word, just to be a menace—“you try to be all tough, but you’ve got a soft spot for me. Just admit it, Buck.” His grin widened, his voice light and teasing.

For a moment, there was no response, only the soft rhythm of Gale’s breathing. Then his voice cut through the teasing, low and startlingly serious, like he was making a confession.

“I do,” he said, tone unwavering. “I do have a soft spot for you, John. I really do.”

The words hit John in the chest and sank into his heart, making it race. It was as if Gale had reached out and laid bare something raw inside him. He felt strangely choked up as he pulled Gale in a little closer, his hands soft against the warmth of Gale’s skin.

“Yeah?” John asked, his voice muffled by Gale's hair. “You really do?”

Gale’s head nodded against John’s chest, but he didn’t say anything more

it's literally monday but i will tag @alienoresimagines @happy-days19 @amiserableseriesofevents @trekkiehood @majorbuckyeganbc bc i have no shame 😭 whenever u wanted to do it absolutely no pressure ofc ❤️

[navybrat817]

WIP Wednesday

Because why not, lovelies? From my upcoming one-shot, Chokehold.

*****

The Sergeant stood against the wall with his arms crossed as you stretched, one foot pressed against it as his eyes slid over to you. Quickly averting your gaze, you tried to concentrate on warming up instead of how good he looked in his workout gear. While his sweatpants hung low on his hips, the dark short sleeved shirt clung to him like a second skin. He had his hair pulled back, too, which only enhanced how bright his eyes looked under the gym lights.

You refused to get aroused just from looking at him.

Too. Fucking. Late.

*****

NPT: @caplanbuckybarnes @cocoamoonmalfoy @xoxoviva @eulalielatibule @hansensgirl @ellethespaceunicorn @krirebr @astheskycries @paperweight91 @ghotifishreads @bucks-babe @flowersforbucky and anyone else seeing this who wants to play! ❤️