#ya got a writing brain on your shoudlers

[i-am-gun-robot]

Oh an idea , what if in lore arrrgh and jim bonded over both being forced in a role where they basically had no choice to refuse and them having to fight constantly because giving up/surredening meant death or whatever

The circunstances are different , but the trauma in the base of it is more or less the same ( i think )

Oooh, I like it!! Aaarrrgghh!!! and Jim will definitely be bonding, though I don't know how much talking they'll be doing due to the language barrier. But yes, they both are/were child soldiers, so there's tons of opportunities for bonding there! I'm very excited to get to that part of the fic, haha :3

[thefatedthoughtofyou]

Ok so I have another prompt 😆 but it’s really short so you can let your imagination go wherever! As long as the main point of the story isn’t lost!

“So Sam and Bucky try to take a shower together for the first time but Bucky says the water is too cold, then Bucky says the water is too hot! Sam starts to think that Bucky is just nervous. “

{{{ aaahhhh! Always such nice prompts!!! Thank youuuuu! This was soooo cuuuutteee! I loved it!!!! It got.... sexier than i originally intended! But i was trying out a different, less graphic type style thing! (Im also incredibly like...nervous when i write sexy stuff, because despite past reassurances my asexual brain is like 'HOW DO?') but YEAH. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT MY DEAR I TRIED REALLY HARD!!!! 💖💖💖💖 }}}

Ao3

Warnings: Shower Sex

18+ Content! Minors Do Not Interact Please!

Morning Showers

Sam was up early. He was always up early. Much earlier than Bucky. Bucky liked to sleep. He slept better during the day usually, he was maybe the biggest night owl Sam had ever met. But on weekends, the weekends Sam wasn't busy with Cap stuff, he'd get up early and help Sam make breakfast after his morning run.

Sam tugged his shorts and tank top on and leaned back over their bed, his fingers moving through Bucky's hair as he knelt on the bed next to him, leaning down to kiss his head.

"I'm heading out Buck." He whispers, not wanting to pull Bucky completely out of sleep.

"Mmkay." Bucky mumbles, his brow furrowing as he snuggles deeper into the pillow, Sam smiles at him and rubs his thumb over the wrinkles on his forehead, soothing the skin until Bucky's face relaxes again.

"Ya know when I get back... we could try that thing we talked about the other night." Sam said quietly, leaning on his elbow as he watched Bucky, the wrinkles on his forhead appearing again.

"Wah thin?" He mumbles into the pillow, his eyes staying closed.

"The showering together thing." Sam says easily, effectively petting Bucky now, trying to smooth down Bucky's sleep spiked hair.

"You remember that right?" Sam asks, moving his fingers down Bucky's neck, he smiles when he watches him shiver. Bucky nods slowly against the pillow.

"You wanna try that when I get back?" Sam asks, leaning closer again, his nose moving against Bucky's ear.

"Mhmm." Bucky hums, his fingers curling around the edge of his pillow, pulling it closer.

"Okay. I'll be back in about an hour. I'll get you up when I get back." He whispers, presses a kiss to Bucky's temple and rolls back out of bed.

"Mkay." He hears, faintly, behind him. He tugs his shoes on, ties the laces, and heads out the door, smile on his face.

~

He's covered in sweat when he gets back. He tugs his shirt off as he walks in the door, tosses it into the hamper and smiles at Bucky. He's on his back now, propped up in bed, reading the paper. He stands there, staring, because he can.

"Ya know, you have a serious staring problem." Bucky says, not looking up from the paper. Sam snorts and kicks his shoes off, placing them neatly next to his dresser before tugging his shorts down, he hears the newspaper rustle behind him as he tugs his underwear off as well. He looks over his shoulder at Bucky but he's back behind the newspaper, like he hadn't been peeking.

"We doin this or what old man?" Sam calls, walking into the bathroom, smiling at the towel Bucky had set on the vanity for him while he'd been gone.

"I'm sorry? Doing what exactly?" Bucky's voice calls from the bed. Sam stops, peeks back into the room.

"Showering?" Sam says slowly, Bucky's eyebrows jump on his forhead before he frowns.

"Did we... say we were?" He asks, lowering the paper onto his lap slowly. Sam sighs a laugh and shakes his head. He should have known better than to ask Bucky while he was still in bed.

"Yes. Before I left I asked if you wanted to shower with me when I got back." Sam explained, stepping back into the bedroom, fighting a smirk as Bucky fought to keep his eyes on Sam's face.

"And I... I agreed to this?" He asked, folding the paper over once.

"You did." Sam said, nodding, smiling when Bucky still wouldn't look at him, his eyes wandering around the room.

"Right. Okay. Yeah." He said, sounding...the opposite of enthusiastic.

"You don't have to Buck." Sam said, watching Bucky toss the paper aside.

"No no. I said I would. So I will." He said, tossing the sheets off himself and throwing his legs over the side of the bed, pushing himself to his feet.

"I'll be in there in a sec." He said, waving Sam away with a small smile. Sam narrowed his eyes but moved back into the bathroom, stepping into the shower and getting the water running. He let it roll over his shoulders as he adjusted the heat, smiling when he heard Bucky step in behind him. He turned to look at Bucky and stopped in his tracks, he was covering himself, both hands between his legs. Sam looked at him for a moment.

"You... know I've seen your dick before right? Like... several times." Sam said, his eyes moving to Bucky's face, smiling at him.

"Yes. I know that." Bucky huffed, his eyes still moving fast, refusing to stay on Sam.

"What's-"

"Christ! Is that how hot you have the water when you shower?" Bucky asks, cutting him off, pressing himself against the back wall. Sam holds his hand out, the water is luke warm, at best. He rolls his eyes but turns the nob until the water is chilly, goosebumps scattering across his skin. He reaches for Bucky slowly.

"That better?" He asks, fingers curling around Bucky's wrist and pulling him forward a bit. Sam licks his lips as Bucky finally looks at him, his eyes wide. Bucky nods, lets Sam pull him closer and then he's gone again with a small yelp. Sam watches him grimace when his shoudler blades slam into the wall of the shower.

"It's too cold." He says quietly. Looking at the ground. Sam turns the nob again, making it warmer. And then he stands there, under the water, looking at Bucky.

He's covering himself again, sunk back against the wall. And he's... is that blush? Sam bites his lip. Bucky is blushing. Badly. His cheeks down to his shoulders are pink, and his eyes are glued to the floor of the shower. Sam's stomach flutters, that was cuz of him. They'd been sleeping together for months now and here Bucky was, blushing and shying away from him.

"Bucky Barnes," Sam says, teasing,

"Are you nervous?" He asks, crossing his arms over his chest. Bucky's eyes snap to him.

"What? No!" He said, already too defensive. Sam smiled.

"You sure? Cuz you're hidin over in that corner like a bashful school boy." Sam teased, biting his lip again.

"I'm not hiding. If you'd put the water at a normal, human, temperature! I'd come over there." He argued, shifting from foot to foot as the color in his cheeks darkened. Sam moved closer, his hands going to Bucky's hips, thumbs soothing him when he flinched at the touch.

"It's okay to be nervous." Sam said.

"I'm not nervous. And even if I was, which I'm not, I know... that it's okay. I know that." He said, his voice quiet as he looked at Sam defiantly. Sam nodded, narrowing his eyes, unbelieving.

"Okay. Then why are you still hiding from me?" Sam whispered, pressing closer, his forhead resting on Bucky's.

"I- I'm not." Bucky stammered, and Sam could see he was shaking. He pulled back and moved his hands to Bucky's neck, his thumbs resting on his jaw.

"You are. What's goin on?" He asked, brow furrowing. Bucky was avoiding his eyes again. Sam tilted his head, forcing himself into Bucky's eyeline.

"I've never done this." Bucky says, barely above a whisper.

"Done what?" Sam asks, feeling a bit dumb as soon as the question leaves his mouth. Bucky sighs heavily and looks at him. Finally.

"This. The whole...showering together, thing. We didn't do that, back then. Not like this. I mean group showering in the army was... not this." He says, his hand going between them for emphasis.

"It's just... I don't know what I'm doing, okay? Sex I can do. That's... normal? This just seems...different. And...wet. It's very wet." he finished lamely, looking at Sam with a sad sort of grimace. Sam shook his head and smiled at him.

"Come here." He pulled Bucky close, wrapping his arms around his shoulders, kissing Bucky's shoulder when he felt his arms wrap around his waist.

"It doesn't have to be sexual." Sam said, curling his fingers into the hair on Bucky's neck. He felt Bucky nod.

"We can just wash each other. It can be very calming actually." Sam explained, and pulled back to find Bucky looking at him, a very unconvinced look on his face.

"What?" Sam asked, his hands resting on Bucky's pink tinted shoulders.

"You think rubbing soap all over your wet, naked body... is gonna be calming for me." Bucky said, deadpan, as he stared at Sam. Sam took a deep breathe and let it out in a laugh as Bucky nodded and smiled at him.

"Well. Okay. Maybe calming isn't the right word." Sam said, shaking his head as he watched Bucky's tongue move over his lip before he pulled it between his teeth.

"Yeah. Definitely not the right word. Shoulda gone with distracting, maybe." Bucky said, his hands moving to Sam's hips.

"Or... erotic." He said, pressing himself to Sam. Sam gasped and wrapped his arms around Bucky's neck.

"Yeah?" He breathed, his heart pounding as Bucky regained his confidence bit by bit.

"Yeah. Or maybe, annoying?" Bucky said, moving them a step back, into the spray of the shower. Sam looked at him, strengthened his grip around Bucky's neck and spun then carefully, pressing Bucky against the wall.

"Annoying huh?" He asked, his hands moving down Bucky's sides, he smiled when Bucky shivered and nodded, his lip between his teeth again.

"Definitely annoying. You woke me up earlier." He whispers, voice shaking as Sam pressed closer, his thigh moving between Bucky's legs.

"Barely." Sam whispered, leaning close, his lips brushing Bucky's ear.

"Enough." Bucky says, trying to sound annoyed and missing, his voice breathy as Sam moved his thigh upwards. Sam smiled into his shoulder as Bucky's hands scrambled to hold onto his wet shoulders, his hips rocking forward, wanting more.

"Still annoyed?" Sam asked, kissing along Bucky's jaw.

"Yes." Bucky gasped as Sam moved his hands to his ass and pulled him closer. Sam brushed his nose agaisnt Bucky's, smiling as he looked into Bucky's eyes, his pupils blown wide. He winked and then licked into Bucky's mouth, the kiss was messy, and wet, and Sam swallowed the whine he pulled out of Bucky, his hands grabbing at Bucky's thighs as he lifted him.

"Fuck. Sam." Bucky groaned, his fingers digging into Sam's shoulders now as he tried to keep their mouths together.

"Maybe later. This is good for now." Sam breathed against Bucky's mouth, rocking his hips, both of them moaned at the friction, Bucky's head slammed backwards, Sam moved his mouth to his throat, kissing and sucking, and then biting. Bucky writhed against him, one hand reaching up, latching onto the small lip at the top of the shower.

Sam wrapped his arms around Bucky, holding him as they moved together, his tongue and teeth working over Bucky's neck, dragging needy whines out of his throat.

"Sam. Sam please." Bucky begged. Sam smiled agaisnt his neck and moved his hips against Bucky harder, pressing him into the wall hard.

"What was that? You beggin for me?" Sam breathed agaisnt the red mark he'd left on Bucky's skin. Bucky looked down at him, panting, and nodded, his mouth open just so.

"Fuck you look perfect like this." Sam grabbed the back of Bucky's neck and pulled him down for a kiss. Their teeth clicked together and Sam growled, his hips stuttering agaisnt Bucky now, heat pooling in him. He groaned and pulled Bucky impossibly closer as Bucky tried to do the same. Bucky's teeth sink into his shoulder and then both of them are gone, pushed over the edge as they hold each other close.

Sam holds Bucky agaisnt the wall as best he can as they breathe together. Coming down from their high, Bucky's mouth is still on his shoulder, his togue soothing over the mark he'd made. Sam's knees wobble and Bucky pats his shoulder gently, wordlessly telling Sam he can let him go. Bucky legs fall from around Sam's waist slowly, but Bucky doesn't let him go, pulls Sam flush against him and nuzzles at his neck.

"See? Wasn't so bad was it?" Sam asks, his hand soothing down Bucky's back. Bucky pushes him back and looks at him.

"Yeah no. We're doing this everyday. Why didn't you drag me in here earlier?" Bucky asks, his hands moving to Sam's shoulders, moving up and then back down, the water beneath his hands warm and soothing. Sam laughs and shakes his head.

"I tried!" Sam says, moving his knuckles over Bucky's flushed cheeks.

"Shoulda tried harder. That was ridiculous." He sighed, breathing still a bit shakey as he looked at Sam.

"I'll do better next time." Sam whispered, a promise, before kissing Bucky softly, smiling against his mouth as he hummed into the kiss.

Sam wrapped his arm around Bucky's waist, smirking when he moaned again, still sensitive, and pulled them both under the water. Sam laughing as Bucky squawked that the water was too cold as he held Sam close under the gentle spray.