#buffalo chicken quesadilla

[loseweight-eatwell-getfit]

buffalo chicken quesadilla and caesar salad

[clairebeaudreault]

Chicken - Easy Buffalo Chicken Quesadilla Recipe

Easy dinner or quick snack with only 5 ingredients. More Buffalo sauce can be added to turn up the heat. Use mozzarella or another mild cheese in its place if you don't have Oaxaca cheese.

[enokgroven]

Easy Buffalo Chicken Quesadilla Quick-to-fix snack or an easy dinner using just 5 ingredients. Crank up the heat by adding more Buffalo sauce. If you don't have Oaxaca cheese, use a mild cheese like mozzarella.

[smackdownhotel]

Tonight’s special

Buffalo 🦬 chicken 🐔 crunchbomb W/peanut butter+banana 🍌 quesadilla and chips

[patronsaintofgirls]

they should invent cooking that does not make you so fucking sweaty

[italianeatery]

Dig In and Cheer On: Enjoy Your Favorite Meal with the Thrill of the Olympics As the excitement for the Paris 2024 Olympics builds, sports fans worldwide are eagerly anticipating the competition, hoping their favorite athletes will bring home gold, silver, and bronze. Amid the frenzy of tracking medal counts and rooting for national teams, an intriguing parallel can be drawn between the Olympics and the culinary world. This connection is not just about athletes' diets or sponsorships; it extends to how our favorite comfort foods, like burritos and cheeseburgers, can metaphorically reflect the diverse tastes and preferences represented in the Olympics. Let’s explore this comparison by examining how different food items can represent various Olympic events and their corresponding medal counts.

Burrito (Bowl or Regular): In the world of sports, versatility is key, much like the burrito. Whether it's a regular burrito or a burrito bowl, this dish represents adaptability and a blend of flavors, mirroring how athletes must adapt their strategies to different events. In the 2024 Olympics, countries will aim for a diverse medal count, just as a burrito encompasses a variety of ingredients. For example, a nation strong in swimming might target multiple golds, akin to how a burrito combines rice, beans, and meat into a harmonious whole. order online

Cheeseburger: The cheeseburger, a quintessential American dish, symbolizes classic strength and reliability. Just as the cheeseburger remains a staple in American cuisine, the U.S. is expected to be a powerhouse in various Olympic sports. Historically, the U.S. has been strong in track and field, swimming, and gymnastics, akin to the cheeseburger's enduring appeal in American food culture. As we follow the medal count, the U.S.'s performance in these key events will be closely watched, much like the cheeseburger's consistent presence on menus. order online

Cheese Pizza: Cheese pizza, with its simplicity and universal appeal, represents the universal excitement and shared experiences of the Olympics. Just as cheese pizza is a go-to favorite for many, the Olympics offer a common ground for people around the world to unite. This year, expect countries with strong team sports, such as basketball and soccer, to vie for top positions, reflecting the pizza’s broad appeal and the collective enthusiasm for these sports. order online

Pad Thai: This Thai dish signifies a blend of traditions and cultures, much like the diverse range of countries participating in the Olympics. Pad Thai, with its mix of sweet, sour, and savory flavors, parallels the rich variety of cultural backgrounds represented at the Games. In 2024, watch for countries with strong traditions in martial arts, like Thailand, to make their mark, akin to how Pad Thai represents a fusion of culinary traditions. order online

Chicken Quesadilla: The chicken quesadilla, with its blend of flavors and textures, can be seen as a metaphor for the strategic and multifaceted nature of Olympic sports. Athletes in the 2024 Olympics will need to showcase versatility and adaptability, just as a chicken quesadilla combines chicken, cheese, and spices in a delightful package. Expect to see athletes from various disciplines, such as gymnastics and diving, demonstrating their ability to excel in different aspects of their sports. order online

California Roll: This sushi roll symbolizes innovation and modernity, much like the newer Olympic sports that debut in each Games. The California Roll, a fusion of traditional Japanese sushi with American ingredients, mirrors the introduction of sports like skateboarding and surfing into the Olympic roster. These events are set to capture the interest of a younger audience, reflecting the roll’s fresh and inventive approach to sushi. order online

Fried Chicken Sandwich: This popular item signifies comfort and satisfaction, akin to the joy of witnessing an athlete's hard-earned victory. Just as the fried chicken sandwich offers a hearty and fulfilling experience, Olympic victories bring a sense of accomplishment and pride to athletes and their supporters. Look for athletes in high-stakes sports, such as track and field or swimming, to deliver performances that leave a lasting impact. order online

Caesar Salad: Caesar salad represents a balance of simplicity and sophistication, much like the way some Olympic sports combine fundamental skills with advanced techniques. The classic Caesar Salad, with its crisp romaine lettuce and creamy dressing, mirrors the grace and precision required in sports such as figure skating or synchronized swimming. As these athletes compete, their refined techniques and performance will be closely scrutinized, much like the careful preparation of a Caesar Salad. order online

Buffalo Chicken Pizza: Combining the bold flavors of buffalo chicken with the classic pizza base, this dish reflects the excitement and intensity of the Olympics. Just as the Buffalo Chicken Pizza offers a spicy and dynamic twist on a traditional favorite, the Games feature high-energy competitions that captivate audiences. Watch for sports like boxing and wrestling to deliver thrilling performances that keep fans on the edge of their seats. order online

Manicotti: Finally, manicotti, with its rich and comforting layers, represents the depth and complexity of the Olympic Games. This Italian dish, with its stuffed pasta and savory sauce, parallels the intricate and demanding nature of events such as decathlon and heptathlon. Athletes competing in these multi-discipline events will showcase their ability to master a range of skills, much like the layered richness of manicotti. order online

As we prepare for the 2024 Paris Olympics, it’s fascinating to see how the varied culinary landscape reflects the spirit of the Games. From the adaptable burrito to the innovative California Roll, each dish offers a unique lens through which to view the rich tapestry of international competition. As countries vie for medal counts and athletes strive for excellence, the diversity of our favorite foods serves as a delicious metaphor for the vibrant and multifaceted nature of the Olympics.

[intuitive-spontaneity]

[matthewdeanstewart]

Recipe for Buffalo Chicken Quesadillas

Homemade Buffalo chicken quesadillas is an easy way to serve up a quick dinner with a lot of flavor! Serve with Buffalo sauce, ranch dressing, or sour cream.

[menagerofmischief]

Dia's Diner (closed)

diner is closed for catch up as I have too many unwritten orders, time of return unknown

Welcome to Dia's Diner, here you'll be able to order your meal (fic) with as many specifications and dishes as you want. We hope you leave satisfied ;)

first step is choosing who you want your fic to be about, so pick a server (you can even pick two)

SERVERS:

Max Verstappen

Charles Leclerc

Carlos Sainz Jr.

Lewis Hamilton 

George Russel

Lando Norris

Oscar Piastri

Daniel Riccardo

Alex Albon

Fernando Alonso

Franco Collapinto 

Pierre Gasly

Esteban Ocon

Lance Stroll

Ollie Bearman

Kimi Antonelli

Mick Schumacher

Arthur Leclerc

Sebastian Vettel

Mark Webber

Jenson Button

Nico Rosberg

Toto Wolff

every good meal starts with an appetizer, by choosing your appetizer you're setting the main trope of the fic

STARTERS:

charcuterie board (dating)

artichoke dip (brother’s friend)

olives and cheese (friends to lovers)

stuffed cherry tomatoes (sugar daddy)

hummus nachos (teammates)

shrimp cocktail (rivals to lovers)

and how you want it served

HOT OR COLD: 

hot appetizer (sweet sex) 

cold appetizer (rought sex) 

now it's time to order the main dish, feel free to choose as many as you want

MAINS:

lobster (“I love watching my cum leak out from your pussy”)

caviar and oysters (“Gonna look so good full of my babies”)

fish and chips (“Where are your manners?”)

steak (“Made just for me. My pretty little cocksleeve”)

burger and fries (“Hurts? That’s too bad baby, should have thought about it before being such a slut”)

buffalo wings (“Count them for me”)

ramen (“What would your brother think if he saw us?”)

gyros (“Gonna fill you up”)

full english (“My pretty little slut”)

pizza (“My good girl”)

pesto pasta (“Slow down, you just told me to speed up. What’s it gonna be silly girl?”)

carbonara (“Look so good on my cock”)

sausage rolls (“I’ll make it fit”)

sushi (“Better quiet down, you don’t want them to hear us.)

tacos (“I’m gonna give you an attitude check”)

chicken quesadilla (“So pretty with my cock down your throat”)

crab cakes (“Yeah, gonna swallow like a good girl?”)

chicken nuggets (“Couldn’t help being a brat, could you?”)

kimchi (“Be a good girl and take it”)

tomato soup (“Running away from my dick? I don’t think so.”)

cheese fries (“I love making you squirt”)

stuffed potato (“Just where you belong … on your knees for me”)

sarma (“Gonna put a baby in you”)

moussaka (“You look your best covered in my cum”)

caesar salad (“Lie to me again and you’re not gonna like what happens next”)

chicken skewer (“Be a good girl and cum for me”)

mac and cheese (“Only good girls get to cum”)

mango sticky rice (“Next time you try that shit I’ll make him watch while I fuck you”)

chicken fingers (“Yeah, you like being filled in both ends like a slut”)

butter chicken rice (“If you want it then you better beg for it”)

eggs and bacon ("Are you gonna stop moving or am I gonna hold you down?")

spring rolls ("All you do is complain, perhaps I should shut you up")

sloppy joe ("You have the prettiest mouth. Why don't you put it to good use?")

kebab ("Look at that my cock is splitting you in half")

grilled cheese ("I buy you nice things and then I get to fuck you in them. Sounds fair to me")

pot roast ("You going to let me take my anger out on you, sweetheart?")

chili ("Look at you humping my thigh like a bitch in heat")

california rolls ("Scream my name - I want everyone to know who's making you feel this good)

PB&J ("Look at him while I make you cum")

dumplings ("Ride this cock - it's your cock")

black pudding ("There we good, you're such a good girl, taking you punishment so well")

smoked salmon ("My good girl deserves a reward")

fish tacos ("Just lie back and let me take care of you")

seafood boil ("Maybe I'll make a mix tape of your moans to listen to while I drive")

spaghetti with meatballs ("Why don't you put on that pretty little set I bought for you?")

veggie burger ("Feel how hard you make me")

hot dog ("Thought about you while touching myself. The real things is much better")

ratatouille ("I'll mark you up so much no man will dare talk to you again")

bacon pancakes ("I love when you wear dresses. It's so easy to flip it up and fuck you")

chicken alfredo ("You haven't been very good, have you? And you know what happens to bad girls")

avocado toast ("Look at you all dumb and crying on my cock")

lasagna ("Where did all that cockiness go now that it's time to take your punishment?)

gnocchi ("You like when I treat you like a toy, don't you?)

mashed potatoes and gravy ("You had no problem getting fucked in here like a slut. Then you should have no problem walking out there with my cum dripping down your legs")

having a drink with your dish really elevates the experience, drinks represent different kinks

DRINKS:

ice tea (oral giving/receiving)

sweet tea (morning sex)

mint tea (body worship giving/receiving)

redbull (filming sex)

vodka redbull (squirting)

white claw (pegging)

white wine (sir kink)

red wine (daddy kink)

rose (spanking)

champagne (threesome)

old fashioned (drunk sex)

whiskey (double penetration)

mai thai (mirror sex)

cosmopolitan (temperature play)

beer (bondage)

root beer (blindfold)

apple cider (spitting)

apple juice (edging)

orange juice (overstimulation)

pineapple juice (wax play)

boba (anal)

smoothie (hickeys)

matcha (toys)

vanilla milkshake (nipple play)

hot chocolate (dry humping)

chocolate milk (thigh riding)

espresso (dom/sub)

black coffee (chocking)

mocha coffee (degradation)

pumpkin spice latte (losing virginity)

fanta (size kink)

coca-cola (somnophillia)

coke zero (free use)

pepsi (car sex)

lemonade (public sex)

strawberry lemonade (breeding)

coconut water (jealous sex)

sparkling water (phone sex)

iced water (dirty talk)

to end the night you might consider getting a dessert, in this case dessert is aftercare

DESSERT: 

yes (aftercare included) 

no (aftercare not included)

special instructions: tell me your favorite track/race at the end of your request and I'll throw you in a freebie on the house that goes best with your order

Thank you for visiting! Here at Dia's Diner your pleasure is our priority, so be on the look out for new additions to our menu. Come back again.

A/N: I'm so grateful for each and every one of your requests, but I just ask that you be patient about waiting for it since I don't have much free time because of school.

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #372

I feel a little better today. Being downstairs doesn't seem as horrifyingly cold today compared to yesterday. And actually, being upstairs in the warm was a little too much heat for me. So I migrated myself and my things back downstairs where M and J generally are.

That said, J has been out almost all day. I'm a little sad about that, but it can't really be helped. First he had work out of the house, and now he's at his parents' house because it's Christmas (merry Christmas, by the way; I know your world has it, even if it has a different meaning there than here, since as far as I know, Yeshua never visited your world). I couldn't go along with him because I'm still a little sniffly and sneezy; I don't wanna risk making anyone sick, so I stayed home.

I yesterday, I didn't get soup because there was pizza. I thought that I was gonna get soup today, but that didn't work out either, because the place I had intended to get soup from was closed (which is weird, because normally places run by Chinese folks aren't closed on Christmas). That's all right; if they went to spend time with their families, then that's the best thing! I'll get soup tomorrow. Today, I made do with the homemade bone broth I thawed yesterday:

My homemade bone broth is made with so many wholesome and delicious things!!! It's great to drink right out of the jar, and it'll lend my body some strength and help me to recover faster!! Yay!!

I was also ravenously hungry today. I finished all the leftovers I had in the refrigerator – half a chopped cheese sandwich, half a buffalo chicken quesadilla, and the last of the saag paneer. I also made myself a concoction of several different herbal teas; too many to fit into my little glass mug, so I brewed it in a pot, and then put the result in a big mason jar to drink! I sweetened it with honey and... you guessed it, mascarpone cheese, haha! Though I'm out of the stuff now; I'll start using the leftover heavy cream from your cake soon.

...My father texted me today, and I got it because I forgot that with my new phone, all the blocked numbers are now unblocked. He wrote some bullshit about “merry Christmas” and how he “loves” and “misses” me. But. Well. The man knows where I live. If he really missed me, he could visit. If he really loved me, he would have made more of an effort to be part of my life when I needed him most. And the minimal role he did play in my life would not have been abusive. Besides... the man doesn't even know me. He doesn't know who I am as a person, or even basic things about me like the kinds of activities I enjoy, my favorite color, my favorite foods, or anything. He wasn't there for most of the major events of my life. Like. He knows absolutely nothing about the contents of my character or the values I hold or the way I think and feel.

...and not for lack of trying on my part...

…

I wanted to tell him all the things I just wrote to you. But it's a waste of time. As much as I wish that my biological family could be people who are a regular part of my life... all they do is hurt me and tell me how wrong and bad and stupid they think I am. And... I don't have room for that in my life anymore. I'm surrounded now by people I don't have to struggle to get love from. Trying to get love, respect, or even basic goodwill from my biological family is like trying to squeeze blood from a stone; it just doesn't fucking work.

...And it's not because they're bad people. Rather, it's because none of them have been able to do the necessary work to start healing the damage they sustained from their own abusive childhoods. Some of the people I grew up with endured horrors so unspeakable that I dare not write them here. Still, the fact of the matter is that they are, at present, unable to lead lives that would facilitate their healing.

...I'd help them if I could. But my voice is not one that they are willing to take seriously. In their eyes, I am a perpetual child, despite the fact that I'm gonna be 40 in a little less than 5 years. And children are automatically considered stupid and inferior in circles like the ones I grew up in, to the point that it's considered disrespectful if a child speaks up if their adult is objectively wrong about something, even if their failure to speak up would lead to some kind of bad outcome. But at the same time, failure to speak up will also be used as proof of the child's inferiority and stupidity. Go on, ask me how I know these things.

Even if I said anything to my father at this point, it wouldn't result in anything productive. All it would do is stress him out and stress me out, and for what? I could list all the things that happened to me under my stepmother's care, and all she has to do is lie and say “no that didn't happen” and that'll be the end of it.

...Best to stay away.

...And before you ask... yes. I am already aware that the person I'm trying to convince is myself. There is that small part of me that will always yearn for connection with the people who brought me into this world, in the same way that dogs yearn to eat weird things off the ground like pinecones.

Metaphorically, we do not eat pinecones, no matter how appetizing they look. Because they will tear through our bodies, spiky and whole, and then they'll have to come out the other end. And can you even begin to imagine just what an absolute fucking nightmare that would be??? No thank you. We gonna “nope” right the fuck away from that.

I refused to engage with my father's text message for the same reason I don't swallow whole pinecones. Though it might seem satisfying at first glance (at least if we're making pretend that we're some kind of derpy canid), we have to think about the consequences later.

Needing a distraction, but not quite having the brainpower for Hades, and feeling vaguely creative despite still feeling somewhat ill, I decided to work on something else. And then I put the results here:

...Why yes, it is "Everywhere" by Fleetwood Mac again. Are you getting sick of this song yet from the number of times I've shown it to you? Hahaha...

You might guess even without reading the description that I put it in LMMS in preparation for putting it to a music box. Though the song in the video is in the key of E, I've already converted it to the key of C (because music box paper is marked in the key of C, even though the music box itself plays in F... figure that out). So now it's just a matter of arranging the notes in their proper place in Audacity – easy peasy. Tedious and time-consuming, for sure, but ultimately the process is fairly straightforward once you know what you're doing.

I was almost gonna get started on the Audacity portion today, actually. But then I realized that if I start it now, the time is gonna fly right on by, and I won't even realize that it's tomorrow until 6am or something stupid like that. So if I have energy tomorrow, I'll do it then instead.

Anyhoot. Because I spent most of my time doing this thing, I don't have much else to write about today, and it's already almost 11pm, so I guess I had better stop writing here in favor of maybe quite possibly actually getting to bed on time.

I love you. Please try hard not to forget that you're loved, okay? And please... please stay safe out there so that you can come back to us in one piece. We miss you.

I'll write to you again tomorrow.

Your friend, Lumine

[real-doozy]

quesadilla & salsa

ramen w/ egg & green onions

chicken nuggets w/ buffalo ranch

dark wine

[rabbitcruiser]

National Guacamole Day

Learn to make guacamole at home, and discover some of the many versatile uses for this tasty invention, from a simple dip to a sandwich spread and more.

Whether that bright green, creamy and chunky treat is piled on top of a tortilla chip or used as a garnish for a Mexican entree, guacamole is a delicious way to truly enhance a snack or a meal!

History of National Guacamole Day

While the day itself doesn’t exactly seem to have any particularly poetic origin, National Guacamole Day is a terrific excuse to indulge in the tastiest of dips!

However, guacamole itself seems to have its origins with the Aztec people group at some time before the 16th century. Early guacamole recipes only included mashed avocado and it became very popular due to the excellent health benefits of the avocado. Adding in the tomatoes and onions came later, which was a natural development since those are also native to the Americas. Eventually the lime juice was added, which originated in the Middle East but made its way west with the arrival of Christopher Columbus.

The word, guacamole, originally came from the word “āhuacamolli” which translates literally to mean “avocado sauce”.

Not only is it a great addition to a savoury spread, it’s also good for you! This is because “guac” is made from avocados, which are nutrient dense and packed with healthy fats that help the body lower bad cholesterol, all of which contributes to having a good ol’ time and living as long as possible.

How to Celebrate National Guacamole Day

Celebrating this day is easy and can be filled with fun as well as delicious flavors! Enjoy the day with some of these ideas:

Eat Guacamole

Even if there’s no particular reason, other than it being an awesome day, go ahead and celebrate National Guacamole Day by picking up some at the store! Don’t forget to grab something to put it on, such as a bag of tortilla chips, a selection of veggie sticks (carrots, celery or cucumbers), or a piece of tasty toast. Eat it with french fries, slather it on a quesadilla or use it as a filling or garnish for tacos. The options for eating guacamole are virtually endless!

Learn to Make Guacamole at Home

Freshly made guacamole is the most delicious part of this day! All it takes is buying some ripe avocados and making it from scratch at home. Blend the avocado, season with salt and it’s done!

Of course it might be even tastier to add a bit of flavor to it, such as lemon or lime juice for some zesty citrus notes. Or perhaps some tomato, garlic and onion to expand the palette, the choice is completely personal.

Find Creative Ways to Eat Guacamole

Many people associate guacamole only with corn tortilla chips. But there’s so much more to it than that! For those who are trying to get a bit healthier and forego the chips, or for those who are just looking for a bit of adventure, guacamole has a lot of creative ways it can be used for snacks and meals. In addition to using it as a dip, try out these ideas for guacamole:

Spread It On a Sandwich. Guacamole makes a great sandwich condiment. Simply pile it on top of a hamburger or chicken burger for a tasty treat. Guac is also tasty when used as a healthy addition to a grilled cheese sandwich.

Top a Pizza With It. That’s right! A boring pizza can be made delicious with guacamole. Some people like to combine it with Buffalo sauce and chicken as well.

Stuff Mushrooms with It. Keep it vegetarian by filling hollowed out mushrooms with guacamole and topping with a spicy Buffalo sauce. Yum!

Make It Into a Salad. Guacamole can make a healthy and delicious base for a salad. Create a Greek fusion by adding feta cheese, or turn it a bit sweet by piling it up with chunks of watermelon or peaches.

Have a National Guacamole Day Party

Invite friends and family over for a little get together with the intention of celebrating National Guacamole Day. Give a nod to guacamole’s origins by decorating and dressing up in costumes that channel Central American culture.

Of course, the table of refreshments will need to center around the guest of honor–guacamole! But it can be filled with all sorts of other south of the border treats as well. Try offering some tostadas, chips & salsa, taquitos or quesadillas. Toss in some churros or flan for a delicious dessert.

Learn Fun Facts About Avocados

Since they are the main ingredient for guacamole, a fun activity for the day would be to learn a bit of trivia to share with friends or coworkers as National Guacamole Day is celebrated. Try these fun facts to share:

Avocados are a fruit. That’s right, technically guacamole is actually a smashed fruit salad!

Hass Avocados were banned in the US. In an effort to control pest problems, the beloved Hass Avocado was once banned in the United States. From 1914 to 1997, it was illegal to import these delicious fruits. Everyone is much happier now that they are legal again.

The World Record for Guacamole was over 3 tons. Created by a wholesaler in Jalisco, Mexico, this batch of guac took more than 800 people to make it. It contained more than 25,000 avocados, 3,500 tomatoes and 3,000 lemons.

Remember–it’s not necessary to only indulge in this tasty treat on National Guacamole Day. After all, it’s good for you all year round, this is just an extra special reason to enjoy it!

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[liberatedfromtheworld]

Today's lunch was buffalo chicken egg rolls, chicken quesadillas, and loaded French fries with chicken. We weren't crazy about the chicken outside of the egg roll context, but we were trying something new. We didn't have meat on the loaded fries last time.

[solvskrift]

if you're getting lost (i want that view) | bucky & sam after madripoor

whumptober prompt no. 4: “I see the danger, It’s written there in your eyes.” | shock | “You in there?” also on ao3!

Buck’s quiet on the plane.

He usually has that whole surly, stoic thing going on anyway, but Sam doesn’t like the look of him after all that shit in Madripoor. Zemo hands Bucky a cup of water, and Bucky takes it without looking at it, movements automatic. Measured.

Robotic.

“Didn’t take much for him to fall back into form,” Zemo had said, like it was funny.

Sam feels sick to his stomach.

He begins to wonder how wide a gap there is between programming and conditioning.

----

The hotel suite has three different rooms and a huge couch, so there really isn’t an excuse to be in each other’s way. But Bucky’s door is open and Sam shamelessly takes the opportunity to invite himself in and plop down next to him on the low bed.

Bucky’s eyes are trained on the TV despite the volume being barely audible.

“You good?”

Bucky just nods, arms crossed over his chest.

He still has his jacket on, and his boots.

“You gonna sleep in these?” Sam jokes, kicking lightly at Bucky’s foot. Bucky glances down at himself for a second before refocusing on the television. Sam sighs internally. “I’m ordering dinner, you want anything in particular?”

A shrug.

“C’mon, man, seriously - pizza? Salad?”

He half-expects a quip that they’re in Latvia, not Italy, but Bucky only shrugs again. “Whatever you want,” he says, rubbing his chin.

Sam’s noticed him doing that a lot in the last few hours. It seems significant, somehow, and Sam feels sure he’s missing something.

----

Sam returns to the room armed with six different boxes of appetizers from a place down the street and starts pulling them out of bags and tossing them to the bedspread.

Bucky has taken his shoes off. They’re lined up neatly by the side of the bed, but other than that there’s no sign that he’s moved.

“Here,” Sam says, settling back down and handing Bucky a plate of nachos and buffalo chicken wings.

Bucky unfolds his arms, takes the plate, and begins to eat.

Sam frowns, watching him. Bucky doesn’t like buffalo sauce - hates it, in fact - but he doesn’t complain about the flavor. He doesn’t even seem to notice it.

Sam’s stomach flips.

“You sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah.”

It’s automatic, like everything else about him at the moment, but at least he’s talking.

Sam munches on a quesadilla and studies him, at a loss for how to help. “I’m sorry you had to do all that again back there,” he ventures when his mouth isn’t full. “Be that again. None of this is fair.”

Bucky actually pauses at that. Sets his plate down slowly. Stares at the half-eaten pile of nachos.

God, Sam wishes Steve were here - he would know what to do, how to fix this.

Bucky flexes the fingers of his vibranium arm, watching them curl and unclench.

“It’s not who you really are, Buck,” Sam tells him quietly.

Bucky makes an odd sound at the back of his throat. “You sure about that?”

“Yes,” says Sam without hesitation. “Yes.”

Bucky’s quiet for a moment. He flexes his artificial fingers again. “I missed a spot.”

Sam blinks. “What?”

But Bucky slides off the bed without a word and heads for the bathroom.

Sam watches him go, uneasy, and he doesn’t realize he’s almost expecting to hear the sounds of things being smashed up until it doesn’t come.

It doesn’t make him feel any better.

He abandons the takeout and jumps up to follow, crossing the room in three long strides.

Bucky’s standing at the sink with the water running, scrubbing at his vibranium thumb. Sam steps up next to him, making sure to enter his field of vision slow and steady, but Bucky doesn’t look up. He just keeps rubbing a cloth against the same spot on his thumb, over and over.

“What are you doing?”

“Missed a spot,” Bucky mumbles again.

Carefully, Sam lifts a hand and presses it between Bucky’s shoulder blades. “There’s nothing there,” he assures him.

Bucky doesn’t stop.

“Hey,” Sam says and gently tugs the rag from Bucky’s fingers. Bucky freezes, and it’s such an eerie stillness that Sam feels panic begin to claw up his throat.

He reaches for Bucky’s chin to get his attention, and suddenly Bucky’s scrambling away from him, backing up until he smacks into the tiled wall.

“Don’t - ” Bucky chokes out. “Don’t - make me…” His eyes are hard and fierce, but they’re aimed at the floor like it’s not actually Sam he’s talking to.

The image of Zemo gripping Bucky’s chin flashes through his head.

“He will do anything you want.”

Sam holds up his hands to show he’s not a threat and tries not to vomit. “Hey,” he tries. “It’s me, okay? I’m not going to make you do anything you don’t want to do. You hear me?”

Bucky’s brow furrows. He doesn’t look at Sam, but his eyes flick back and forth like he’s trying to focus.

“You don’t belong to them anymore, Buck.” Sam swallows. “You never did.”

Bucky finally meets his eyes, and Sam dares to take a step closer. His fingertips graze the sleeve of Bucky’s jacket.

“You with me?”

Slowly, very slowly, Bucky reaches out. His expression doesn’t change, but he grips Sam’s arm so hard it’s painful. “I - I don’t…”

“It’s okay,” Sam encourages. “I’m not goin’ anywhere.”

He gives Bucky another minute then slips his hand behind his elbow to try to coax him away from the wall. Bucky leans into it, moving forward until his forehead comes to rest against Sam’s. Sam smothers his surprise even as his hand goes up instinctively to support Bucky’s back.

Sam certainly knows what it’s like to be intimate with someone, but somehow this feels like one of the most vulnerable things he’s ever done.

After a beat he allows himself to relax into it and breathes deep, letting his thumb smoothe over Bucky’s spine.

“It’s okay,” he whispers one last time, then lets the room fall silent around them.

Little by little, the lines of Bucky’s muscles begin to ease. He doesn’t speak, or move, but that’s alright with Sam. He’s prepared to be here as long as it takes.

[skeletood]

Oh this is so fucking fun

I haven't participated in something like this in ages. Tagged by @horrorsequel to get to know people better. Im combining these bc fuck you

rules: tag 10 people you want to know better!

Relationship status: uhh idk shrug

Fav color: green. GREEN. green greeeeeen ureen

Song stuck in your head: Awkward by FIDLAR

Last song you listened to: uhhh idfk lemme check. No Waves by FIDLAR (im going thru a thing rn leave me alone)

3 fav foods: shrimp mei fun, chicken quesadillas, buffalo chicken dip

Last thing you googled: "squid that can turn clear"

Dream trip: probly just like a classic meet up with internet friends for some nerdy shit like a convention. My 13 year old self would die for that kind of experience that i missed out on it sounds so magical

Anything i want right now: for somebody to just rip my spine out it hurts so BADE holy fuck

Currently watching: very slowly making my way thru good omens, its cute

Currently reading: nothing cause ima goddamn illiterate pleb

Current obsession: mine and my friends homestuck ocs. Also a little bit of fnaf cause of the new security breach dlc. And also my fnaf ocs :]

This is so fun i missed this classic old fashioned tumblr experience. I remember how exciting it was to be tagged in smn like this

Tagging: @calippy @robothell @futurama @g4stro @pancake-bun @bonkerbuster69 @jordanenthusiast @yooptheyot @unaloid @owormy + whoever wanna join in u can say i tagged u if you see this idgaf