#sam wilson prompt

[katebishopsleftshoe]

what if I told you guys yn sends sam these type of reaction pics to his messages 😔

and he just replies "wtf babe" 😔😔😔

[proneterror204]

Manson family relations

The GIW had finally done it. They had declared marshal law in Amity Park. The complete lockdown started three days ago and they had surrounded her house. Sam was lucky her parent never skimped on home defense. They had gotten advice straight from Bruce Wayne after all and it was reinforced with Fenton Tech.

When the lockdown first started Sam's and a bunch of other parents went to complain, and the GIW had simply opened fire. They were gone now, along with most other parents. She didn't know where the Fentons were. Tucker, Jazz, and all the other kids were hold up in the school, under siege by the GIW just like her. The Fentons had also fortified the school. FentonWorks went up in green ecto-fire yesterday. Sam doesent know why.

Danny had been blown out of the sky getting everyone left to safety. He had been unconscious in her bed for over 24 hours now. Sams only comunication with the outside world had been from her grandma Ida, who was vacationing in Florida, and said that she was sending family.

Sam was trying to figure out what that meant when she heard gun fire outside. Not ecto-guns but real guns and explosions. It was getting closer.

Glass shattered from inside the house and her emotions boiled. There was no way she was gonna let them inside the house. Sam raged as every house plant her mother thought was fake sprung to life and lashed out at the intruder. Swords slashed vines and guns riddled pots and plants with bullets till a man in an orange and black battle suit stood in front of her. He had two sword and alot of guns. He took off his helm revealing and aged face with a missing eye as he spoke.

" Relax little Poison ivy, Ida sent me. My name is Slade Wilson and Im your grandfather."

[mischievous-thunder]

[stealingyourbones]

Short DPXDC Prompts #859

(Dash/Bart) Dash is just trying to have a casual morning jog. This redhead curly haired asshole keeps passing him like it's nothing. He starts running faster. One of these days he's going to make a run without this guy dressed right out of the 90s lapping him.

[ace-bucket]

CATWS Anniversary Day 6 - Wings

@catws-anniversary

[high-ashell-hargrove]

Father?

Priest!sam Wilson x priest!Steve rogers x priest!Bucky Barnes x plus size!reader

Kinktober/warnings: religious corruption, pussy eating, blackmail

A/n: bad writing! I’m gonna try to do a weekly kinktober post! Enjoy this shit show!

Guilt wound up inside you as you sat still as a mouse, your head bowed and hands clasped together. You were ashamed, there were no other words for it. Tears welled up in your eyes, you looked almost pitiful to anyone else who was in the church but you didn't care, you needed to repent for these thoughts running rampant through you mind.

You couldn’t bring yourself to leave your dirty thoughts behind, praying daily did nothing to ease your mind.

All three men come up beside you, looking up you’re met with their gaze burning into your body, I look back down. Face resting back onto your folded hands

"Let us help you angel" Sam said, lifting your chin so your eyes met his.

"The only way to flush out these thoughts is to confront them head on" james added on, you hadn't noticed until now he had crouched down in front of you, his big blue eyes enticed you even more

"We really just want to set you on the right path" Steve whispered, wrapping his arms around your waist. You could feel his fingers ghosting over your panties.

All their voices swirled around in your head making you dizzy. Your whole body burned, evidence of that was on your cheeks.

"Why don't we all go somewhere a little more private so we can discuss this" sam suggested, putting out his palm.

You muttered a small thank you and gratefully took it. Now with Steve's hand gently on your waist, Sam's hand in yours and Bucky trailing behind you let them guide you from the pew to god knows where.

There the three of you stood, in the small office like area where the priests would work when they weren’t doing their services.

Steve’s face was nuzzled into your neck, sucking on the delicate skin. Sam’s fingers played with the hem of your dress and James sunk to his knees, hands running up your dress, hooking onto your panties

“Father-“

Sam shushes you, Steve pulls back, grabbing your face he locks in your gaze.

“We’re going to help you, let us”

Next thing you know your underwear strewn across the room, James face buried deep in your cunt lapping over your folds, Sam holding you in place, Steve holding up a camera, snapping pictures.

You couldn’t help but writhe and gasp, the band tightening and warmth spreading over your body. Both men standing over you encouraging you to let go. Sam pulled your dress down, tits spilling out, the three men looked at you with half lidded eyes, Steve still snapping photos. James tongue circled your clit and your legs shook, your head lulling back onto Sam’s shoulder as he cooed into your ear.

You had never thought you'd be here, air heavy with euphoria- with your priests for god sake. With a gasp, you let go, pussy gushing, body shaking from the feeling of his mouth still continuing to assault you.

-

Days pass, guilt still poured out of your body like an open wound. You knock on the office door. Steve slowly opens it, a coy smile on his lips. Opening the door he guides you inside.

“What brings you in darlin.”

He sits back on the desk, legs spreading apart, his fingers running over his black slacks. Nervously you shift in your place, fiddling with your fingers.

“Father yesterday-“ he cuts you off with a sush, leaning back he opens his drawer, pulling out the Polaroids. He slowly flips through them. Landing on the most risqué one he turns it so you can see it.

“I’ll leave this as a reminder doll. This isn’t the end- I’m sure that’s what you came here to discuss”

Your eyebrows furrow, a gut retching feeling settles in you. You fuck up big time- trusting your pastors.

[heyitsyav]

"We dancing now, Barnes?" "Aren't we always?"

for @livingincolorsagain

[winterspiderpurrs]

Prompt/idea for a fic

Peter, with his press photographer badge.

Maybe he accidentally shows it while trying to get into a club when trying to get his ID out. Bouncer sees it and lets him in no worries. Peter would have thought it was weird.

And then he tries it again on purpose. And once again, he gets let in, even though it's a different club. It gets to be a habit. He starts writing reviews in a tiny little column about the latest clubs for the paper. Creates a website to track his review and how he rates. Vlogs. Streams. Goes live at events.

He gets popular fast, so much so clubs are now PAYING him to show up and give an honest review. Doesn't matter what type of club, either. Some people even pay Peter to let them join him on his adventures in the clubs.

He wasn't expecting the Winter Soldier and the Faclon, aka new Captain America, to show up at his studio apartment. They needed an in for an exclusive club, and he was their ticket it.

And Peter was worried he was found out as Spiderman again....

[stxar-pvnk]

Now Sam has NEVER questioned his sexuality like..ever.

And while fighting with team ironman, Sam doesn't really get to appreciate Tony, nor as he really hung around the man.

But one day, when everyone's signed the accords and the other avengers are trying to get back into Tonys good books like:

Natasha: I found that one Italian roast, stark. The one that you really like.

(And it's a really expensive brand shes payed with her own money flashing a small smile at him)

Tony simply raises and eyebrow

"I take decaf at the moment." He says dismissively.

Or Clint

"Hey, man. What did the-" and Clint gets cut off,

"Knock knock Barton" tony asks looking up from his starkpad

"Who's there, gorgeous?" He teased

"My tired legs. Stop dick riding." He snapped at him (Peter taught him that phrase)

The whole team gets ripped a new one,

One days Sam walks in, makes himself some coffee and starts drinking when stark walks in.

Tony simply glances at the mug and back at Sam, the man was dressed in a black tank top, sweaty and with loose sweatpants and simply goes,

"That's my cup, Wilson."

Sam splutters and looks at the cup, it being ironman merchandise and looking back up at Tony

"Ah, don't stress bird brain, your fine, drink out of it whenever you want sweet cheeks." He shrugged his muscles flexing for a second as he walked off

And Sam was totally staring at that ass.

[siancore]

🃏 for the sambucky prompts, if you'd like?

Thank you! This is for the ‘Are you joking right now?’ Prompt. Enjoy! 

The look on Bucky Barnes’ face was one of shock and hurt. His eyes darted between Sam and Steve as they both stepped out of the walk-in pantry. His gaze finally settled on his best friend, Steve. 

“What the fuck?” asked Bucky while pushing past the other revelers, stomping through the kitchen, and walking up to Steve. “Are you joking right now?”

In that moment, Sam remembered why he didn’t much like going to parties as he stood awkwardly in the kitchen and watched his classmates, the pair of best friends, apparently at odds. The jovial mood in the room had shifted quickly. The game of Seven Minutes in Heaven suddenly paused as the other teens found the confrontation in front on them much more entertaining. 

“Buck, come on, man,” said Steve, holding his hands up. 

Bucky’s eyes narrowed on his friend, before he looked over at Sam who was standing there wearing a confused expression on his handsome face.

“Y’know what? Screw you,” said Bucky as he poked Steve in the chest and then walked away.

The whispers and oohs of the bystanders blurred as Bucky hastily made his way outside into the backyard. He felt like his chest was caving in. How could Steve do that? How could Steve agree to go into that pantry with Sam for that stupid kissing game when he knew how much Bucky liked Sam? How could he be such a shitty friend? 

Bucky was fuming but he also wanted to cry. Just then, the sound of his name being called got his attention. It was Sam Wilson. 

“Fuck,” said Bucky under his breath as he tried to calm his heart, fight back tears, and smooth back his hair. 

“Bucky? Are you okay?” asked Sam as he came to a halt nearby. 

Bucky turned and saw the look of genuine concern in Sam’s pretty brown eyes. He stood there with his arms crossed over his front. He looked adorable in his oversized hoodie. Just his presence made Bucky feel calmer.

“I’m fine,” Bucky lied, his voice cracking and betraying him. 

“Steve doesn’t think so,” said Sam. 

“I don’t care what Steve thinks,” Bucky snapped, then immediately regretted it. “Sorry. I’m sorry. I just – I can’t with that guy right now.”

“What happened?” asked Sam as he stepped closer to Bucky. “You seemed really mad at Steve. I don’t know what he did to upset you.”

Bucky looked at Sam, all pretty in the soft glow of the overhead fairy lights. He looked shy as he added, “But I – I really don’t like seeing you upset. I mean, I don’t like that you’re upset. It’s – yeah, I just want you to be okay.”

Sam’s genuine concern chipped away at the hurt that Bucky was feeling only moments ago.

“Thank you,” Bucky said softly. “You’re a good person, Sam. A better friend than Steve.”

Sam frowned then and asked, “What did he do?”

Bucky looked at Sam and then dropped his head, before saying, “Ain’t it obvious?”

Sam shrugged and said, “Maybe, but my Mama always says I got my head in the clouds so I kinda sorta might’ve missed it? I mean, it’s cool also if you don’t wanna tell me –”

“It’s you,” Bucky blurted out before Sam could finish what he was saying. “It’s because of you. I’m pissed at Steve ‘cause o’ you.”

“Oh,” said Sam, suddenly taken aback. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to cause trouble between the two of you. I don’t even know what I did, I just. I’m sorry.”

He stood there looking more confused than before, maybe even a little hurt. Bucky couldn’t stomach that. He stepped closer to Sam then. 

“Hey, it’s – you don’t have to be sorry, okay?” said Bucky softly; his own hurt fell away as the need to comfort Sam took over. “You didn’t do anything wrong, Sam.”

“Then why were you so upset at Steve, and what did I have to do with any of it?”

Bucky sighed loudly and then ran his hand through his hair. He didn’t want the moment that he told Sam how he felt to be like this. He imagined it would be a lazy afternoon hanging out in Sam’s bedroom with soft light streaming through the curtains. Bucky would call him pretty and tell him how much he liked him more than a friend. And maybe Sam would say he liked him back. And then they’d hold hands, and maybe share a kiss or two. And maybe he would ask Sam to be his boyfriend, and Sam would say ‘yes’ and then everything would be right in the world. But that wasn’t going to happen, now, because Sam was standing in front of Bucky looking for answers. 

Bucky took a deep breath and finally said, “Because I – I like you, Sammy. I mean, it’s gotta be obvious. I’ve liked you for ages now, and Steve knew that. He knows how much I fuckin’ like you, but he still – he still went into that room with you and played that stupid kissing game with you, even though he knows how I feel about you.”

“Are you joking right now?” asked an incredulous Sam. 

Bucky knit his brow and said, “What? Of course not. I’m serious. I’m like so fuckin’ crazy about you, and Steve knew that, and still made out with you.”

“Bucky, Steve and me didn’t make out or anything like that,” said Sam, now looking slightly amused. 

“You didn’t?” asked Bucky. “But that game – doesn’t it – don’t you have to kiss the other person you’re locked in the room with?”

“Nope, you don’t have to.”

“Oh,” said Bucky, letting the realization set in. “So, what did the two of you do in there for seven minutes that had Stevie smiling like that?”

“We umm just talked,” said Sam. “Well, actually, Steve listened while I did most of the talking.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, I was actually ah y’know, telling Steve about my crush.”

Bucky’s heart clenched but he urged Sam to continue, “Your crush? That’s umm that’s cool.”

It was not cool. Bucky felt like he wanted the ground to open up and swallow him.

“Yeah, Steve thought so as well.”

“Course he did. He’s a good guy and I’m a dumbass.”

“You are,” said Sam with a smile; it was contagious, and Bucky smiled too. “Such a dumbass.”

Bucky laughed then, and so did Sam. 

“Why’re we laughing?” asked Bucky. 

“Because of your dumbassery,” said Sam. “Because you thought me and Steve Rogers, of all people, were making out when I was there with him talking about my crush the whole time.”

Bucky’s smile faltered slightly then.

“Right, your crush.”

“Yeah, my crush,” Sam replied with a grin. “He’s pretty cool. He’s passionate and sweet. He’s a protector. He’s kind. A good friend. He’s a huge nerd and a complete dumbass.”

“Sounds great,” said Bucky as he placed his hands in his pockets and averted his gaze. 

“He is,” said Sam. “You are.”

“Uh?” asked Bucky, glancing at Sam once more.

“It’s you,” said Sam. “You’re my crush. I was literally in that room with Steve talkin’ about how much I like you and how cute you looked tonight and how I was feeling brave enough to finally tell you how I felt.”

“What? Really?”

“Yes!” said Sam while smiling wider. “I know what it looked like, now. And I get why you’d be upset at Steve. But we were in there talking about you the whole time.”

“You were talkin’ about me? For the whole seven minutes?” asked Bucky, looking stunned. 

“Yep,” said Sam, and then added a little coyly, “But I could probably talk about how kind and sweet and dorky and cute you are forever, to be honest.”

Bucky stared at Sam for a beat, just taking in the boy standing before him. 

“Wow,” said Bucky just over a whisper. “I really am a dumbass.”

“Yep, but you could be my dumbass if you wanted,” said Sam, shyly as he dipped his head. 

“You askin’ me out?” asked Bucky, as he inched closer to Sam. 

“Yes,” Sam replied coyly. “So, would you wanna go out with me?”

“Yes! Fuck, yes,” Bucky replied eagerly.

Sam laughed and then so did Bucky. 

“Cool,” said Sam with a dopey grin that warmed Bucky to his core.

“Cool,” Bucky replied, with a grin matching Sam’s. “So, I should go apologize to Stevie then, uh?”

“Oh, definitely,” said Sam. “But first, can we – I mean, can I please – kiss you?”

Sam looked so shy and adorable that Bucky could not help reaching up to caress Sam’s face. 

“Not if I kiss you first,” Bucky teased as he leaned in and pressed his lips to Sam’s. 

[catws-anniversary]

It's finally here, the first day of our 10-day celebration of Captain America: The Winter Soldier! See today's prompts below. You can find the full prompt list here. We're so excited to see what you all create!

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Daily prompt timezones Rules & FAQ

[solid-white]

What if the serum DOESN'T age super soldiers? So Steve just goes back in the past and 70+ years later he's sitting on the bench young as ever:

Sam: Steve? Is that you?

Bucky: You... didn't stay in the past?

Steve: Oh no, I did, but after 20 years I realised I was essentially immortal. Got bored real quick and pretty depressed when Peggy broke up with me because she didn't want to stay with someone who still looked young.

[siriusly-writes]

“I love you”

“No”

“I love you”

“You can’t”

“Why, I love you”

“We ca- I can’t, please”

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SamBucky Summer Ficlet Prompts

Thought I'd start a little fun prompt spiel in honor of @sambuckylibrary's SamBucky Summer Bingo ending soon 🥰 So, send me an ask with the prompt you'd like me to do and I'll make a ficlet! Reblog if you want to do this too! And you don't have to do a ficlet like me. You can do edits or graphics or art or whatever you want to too 🥰

Vacation

🌊 Beach Day

🌈 Pride Parade

🎫 Long, Separate Vacations

🚣‍♀️ Meanwhile, on the Boat

🥘 Cookout

😎 Summer Camp/Lifeguards AU

✨ Stargazing

🌳 Hiking

Mission

🛏 Only One Bed

🏠 Cabin Fic

🩹 Hurt/Comfort

🕶 Undercover

🌃 Madripoor

✈️ Cap Quartet 2.0/Thunderbolts

🦅 Redwing

🌎 Multiverse

Loving

👑 Royalty/Celebrity AU

🚪 And They Were Just Roommates

💒 Summer Wedding

❤️ Enemies/Friends to Lovers

🚙 Meet-Cute/Meet-Ugly

🌧 Angst with a Happy Ending

🌙 Date Night

☀️ Summer Fling

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Sambucky Prompt Game!

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🦅 - Redwing

🥃 - Date Night/Drinks

🦐 - Fishing Boat

🥺 - I'm Coming with You

💈- The Problem of Bucky's Hair

🐈 - Figaro and Alpine

🗽- New York, New York

🏛 - Fighting the President/Congress

⚾️ - America's Passtime/Sports

🥋 - Sparring Together

🃏 - Are you joking right now?

🤖 - Androids

👽 - Aliens

🪄 - Wizards

⚔️ - Hidden Weapons

💔 - Divorce Era

🌹 - Old Fashioned Romance

Please Reblog and join in!

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Buckytober Day 24- Wings

Some Sam and Bucky art for this prompt :)

Buckytober Prompt List