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[dreor]

open roleplay post for PSLs, meme continuations, AU world building, and everything in between! ⅰ. reply with your character. include a prompt. written prompts work best! ⅱ. request a character/verse/continuation in the subject line. ⅲ. have fun! unsure of where to start? here are a few of our favourite bakerstreet memes for inspiration: texts from last night morning after rainy/snow day hurt/comfort road trip insomnia rules: Ⅰ. nsfw stuff is welcome and encouraged, but please comment or PM for heavy kink discussion. Ⅱ. i am terrible at writing action scenes. this isn't really a rule, actually, just a fair warning. Ⅲ. be nice. no shaming or wanking and you get a free cookie. Ⅳ. do not comment here if i haven't played with you before, or if we haven't previously discussed starting a thread. graphic by idrilka

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[dreor]

[ Oh good, he likes it. Bucky doesn't always need approval from most people, but when it's someone he cares about and likes a lot, it's more important. And it makes him that much happier to know that Sam likes something he worked on - especially when it's something he worked on for him. It's not just his job, it's his hobby and passion, making it even more special.

He moves closer once Sam sits with him, rubbing the back of his neck a little shyly, despite having very little reason to. Sam knows what he does for a living and has complimented him before, but this ... well, it's different. Because it's Sam. ]

Are you kidding? You could have "skank" in hot pink on your forehead and it'd look good on you.

[ Basically, Sam, you're gorgeous. ]

[wingmate]

[ Okay, so that startles a laugh from him. Shaking his head, he smiles fondly at Bucky though an eyebrow still quirks up. ]

Sounds like you've got some mad faith in my looks and my swag, Barnes. I doubt even Steve could pull something like that off. Natasha might be able to.

[ But then again, Nat could probably pull anything off and still come across looking like a queen - there's something about the way she carries herself.

Still, now that Bucky's shifted closer, Sam takes the opportunity to lean in and press a brief kiss to his lips. ]

Still pretty sweet of you though. I'm honored.

[dreor]

[ If he can make Sam laugh, it's worth acting like a doofus for. The man's completely charmed him and his smile makes all those butterflies typical of cheesy romance novels go fluttering about in his belly. He has no idea how Sam managed to do it, but he did, and now there's no turning back - Sam's going to have to deal with plenty of stupid flattery like that. ]

Nah. Steve couldn't pull it off. [ Nat would probably shiv the person who would try to do that, so that doesn't even need mentioning. ] Not nearly as handsome.

[ That kiss is more than welcomed and Bucky smiles as he settles more comfortably against Sam, the falcon sketch in his lap. He's proud of his work, sure, but he knows better than anyone that tattoos are a permanent thing and it's not something anyone should make brash decisions about. Sam likes it now, sure - he might not ten, maybe even five years down the road. ]

Couldn't really help it, you know? [ His fingers trace over the sketch again as he answers. ] Once you mentioned it, the idea kinda stuck in my head. You don't have to actually get it or anything, just felt like ... getting it out there an' stuff.