#sambucky prompts

[cobrafantasies]

really random au thought. I was just thinking about Bucky meeting a modern Sam and finding out he's a closet organizer. He's so smitten that Bucky hires him on the spot. Only for Sam to find out he barely uses half a closet for his puny collection of tight t-shirts, jeans, and jackets. Sam tells him he has nothing to organize and he'll give Bucky his money back. Bucky tells him to take him to dinner instead.

[thatmexisaurusrex]

SamBucky Romance Asks

So. Something's going around. And I was like "fuck it, let's do something fun". Reblog this if you'd like and participate too. Send an ask with one of these emojis and the person you're asking will give you a SamBucky headcanon, a short ficlet, a fic recommendation, or a tiny sketch based on the prompt.

🏥 Hurt/Comfort 💋 Almost Kiss ❤️ "You okay?" 📸 Accidental Public Confession 💭 Bickering 👀 Lingering Gazes 🛏️ Bed Sharing 🛥️ Meanwhile, on the Boat... 💕 Who Fell First 👔 Zipping or Buttoning His Jacket for/Putting a Tie on Him ☀️ "Good morning." 🍜 Sick Day 🧤 Touch 🚪 Roommates 💥 A Surprise Encounter 🤗 Cuddling 🐦 Redwing 🚨 The Moment a Mission Goes Awry 😊 Relax 🍺 Sharing a Beer 🌭 It's Not a Lunch Date 👟 Jogging 🎤 Practicing for an Interview 📕 Absolute Dorks 👠 Slow Dance

[livingincolorsagain]

I’m wanting some angst and jealousy, so, from Dancing on My Own:

Im giving it my all, but I’m not the guy you’re taking home

Oh, this is making me think of one of my absolute favourites things. Bucky pining and yearning and waiting oh so patiently for Sam. Until it’s just too much.

So no powers AU. Sam and Bucky have been friends since forever probably. Bucky fell years ago and has kept mostly a secret. As in, almost everyone but Sam knows. Because Bucky is just so obvious, and it’s there in the way he looks at Sam and says his name.

And maybe one day the whole group is out and Sam brings a date and they’re dancing and they leave early and Bucky is watching and it hurts. It just hurts so much.

So he starts to pull away and put some distance between them. Sam is so confused and mad and hurt and he keeps trying to talk to Bucky and gets no answer. Until one day he goes to Bucky’s place and confronts him and Bucky is just so tired and so over it he screams, “I’m in love with you and it fucking hurts.”

send me a made-up fic title and i'll tell you what i would write to go with it

[panevanbuckley]

soulmate au where your soulmate's thoughts appear on your skin except your soulmate has adhd and your body becomes a living canvas of nonsensical, never-ending, constantly entertaining trails of thought

[gotlostonmywayhome]

This would be so much fun to write. I wish my brain would word so I can write it. So many ships that I love would be perfect for this.

[mischievous-thunder]

[oldfangirl81]

Person A: "Yeah, that tracks. They say owners and pets can behave alike."

Person B: "I thought it was lookalike?"

Person A: "Whatever. I'm just saying this dog fits you."

Person B: "I don't bite everything!"

Person A: "My ass says otherwise."

Person C: "That is more than I ever needed to know about your sex life."

[oneoflokischildren]

Character A: What are you doing?

Character B *laying curled up on the floor*: I'm crying. Once again.

Character A: Why do you always cry when your laying on your side?

Character B: Because I see all the bad shit of the world from a whole new angle ...

[ace-bucket]

Buckytober Day 24- Wings

Some Sam and Bucky art for this prompt :)

Buckytober Prompt List

[katatonicimpression]

Ok so YEAH maybe sambucky divorce era has captivated me and turned me into a downer factory, but consider the possibility of six months from now, when we're in sambucky potential reconciliation era

That is when I'll be at my most unbearable

[exbex]

@katatonicimpression, @abarbaricyalp

prompt: 🥋

“You use the wings too much.”

Sam floats down, wings out and withering look on his face. “Not a super soldier, android, alien, or wizard. No special suit. The wings are all I have to even the playing field.”

Bucky scowls. “Your wings could get damaged.”

“Or ripped off. Yeah, I remember.” Sam isn’t smirking, there’s nothing teasing in his expression. He’s sore, maybe physically, maybe brooding over something that would make reminders of his vulnerability sting. Bucky considers, then reaches for his left shoulder. “Let’s both lose the vibranium, make the playing field a little more even.”

He removes his arm before Sam can protest, but Sam stands, looking skeptical. “Alright,” he finally says and removes his wingpack.

Sam doesn’t take advantage of Bucky being down an arm. Bucky’s honestly annoyed by it, until he realizes that Sam is looking for other openings, other weaknesses that Bucky wasn’t even fully aware he had.

Weaknesses he could only know from having paid very close attention. That has Bucky feeling…something. Impressed, yes, admiring even.

Exposed. Vulnerable. And for some reason, Bucky’s not mad about it. A memory comes to him, out of nowhere. A cute girl, Rachel something, who knew how to make him blush, and she could do it real subtly. Not even always flirtatiously, no, she’d point how how sweet he was, how good he was with his sisters. The kinds of things not everyone noticed, and Bucky had felt seen but not exposed. It’s similar to how Sam has pointed out how good he is with Sam’s nephews, without a hint of worry or hesitation over whether he can trust Bucky with them.

Bucky’s on his back all of a sudden, Sam hovering over him. Bucky is suddenly aware of Sam’s tendency to wear jewel toned, form fitting shirts that suit him particularly well.

“You good?” Sam peers down at him.

“Yeah,” and it comes out raspier than it should.

“Need a hand?” Sam offers his hand, Bucky considers pulling Sam down, flipping him…and then his mind goes to a place he’s going to have to unpack later, when he’s alone. So he accepts it instead, and uses his lower body to leverage himself off the floor.

“You’re right.” Sam doesn’t let go of Bucky’s hand for an extra second. “I can’t afford to get complacent.” Something crosses his expression, worry or sorrow or anger, but then it’s gone. “Thanks for your help.”

It’s not fair, Bucky wants to say, that Sam has so much stacked against him, but there’s no use pointing out what they both know. “No problem,” he says instead. “You’ve got this; I’m just here to back you up.”

That gets a real smile out of Sam, and Bucky feels butterflies, or maybe hummingbirds, take up residence in his stomach, but Sam just claps a hand on his shoulder and asks if he wants to go get dinner before Bucky can do anything stupid.

“Yeah, sounds good.” And this time his voice isn’t raspy at all.

Sam retrieves the wingpack. Bucky reattaches and recalibrates his arm. Interestingly enough, he still feels a little off-balance as he watches Sam walk away. Yeah, that one will have to be unpacked later.

[cobrafantasies]

SamBucky idea where Bucky is on an undercover mission where he has to sit in on someone else's blind date but needs to make sure it goes poorly. Unfortunately for him, the blind date is with a man named Sam Wilson who's the most attractive man Bucky's ever seen. During the date, Sam makes it obvious he's into Bucky too and tries to make a move multiple times. When Bucky has to deny kissing Sam, the mission officially becomes impossible.

[goodworkperky]

Bucky doesn't say 'I love you.'

It takes awhile for Sam to notice that he does not miss it. His own 'I love you' will spill out easy as breathing. Heart flutters in his chest as Bucky replies in any way he can.

"I love you," Sam says before he goes out for his run and Bucky will kiss his cheek, hold him back a moment to grab a jacket if the weather calls for it. A bottle water is always waiting on the table by the door.

"I love you," Sam says as they fall asleep. Bucky will hold him close and kiss his brow, the corner of his mouth, the curve of his neck.

Sam cannot end a phone call without it. He has to; he needs Bucky to hear it just in case. And there is always a heartbeat's pause and Bucky will say "I miss you," quietly and in a way that makes Sam feel like he really is missing apart of himself.

Bucky's hand finds a place to settle on Sam whenever they are together - the small of his back, his thigh, hands clasped loosely. On mission or in briefings, Bucky leans close when they speak and drapes his arm over the back of Sam's chair.

And when Bucky can't sleep or wakes in the middle of the night, shaken by the things he has done, Sam eases him back to bed and assures him that he is loved.

[livingincolorsagain]

omgg this sounds fun hehe made up title hm

'for i can't help falling in love with you'

add some brackets in to spice it up ykyk can i give another one here or do i send it in another ask um

'if these wings could fly'

also i think i accidentally caused a fight in a gc?? idk whats going on lmfao like this girl is fighting my friend for me apparently 💀

Okay, so for for i can't help falling in love with you, which is such a sambucky song btw, I would definitely go with them dancing, because there are very few things I love more than sambucky dancing.

So it’s a quiet night in, and Sam has music on as he cooks as usual, Bucky in another room, maybe doing the laundry, and this song comes on and Sam starts singing quietly along and Bucky just pauses and listens and takes it in, just how peaceful and comfortable and happy they are, here in their home and it’s almost overwhelming.

The song is almost over when he makes it to the kitchen and he immediately replays it and pulls Sam close for a dance.

As for if these wings could fly, maybe childhood best friends, then one of them moved away. They stayed in touch as much as they could but the distance was too much and eventually they grew apart.

Until years later when they find themselves working at the same place and it’s almost like no time has passed at all and they’re talking again and catching up and it’s all just so easy. Maybe the place they work at is at a whole another country and being with each other is a comfort, helps with the homesickness.

And in true romcom fashion, they fall in love.

send me a made-up fic title and i'll tell you what i would write to go with it

[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. 

[thatmexisaurusrex]

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