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    “I won’t laugh.” Bucky straightens out both his back and his expression and scoots closer, knee colliding with Sam’s own. He keeps it there; it feels hot and solid, even through the kevlar. “C’mon, I promise. Just tell me.”

    Sam turns it over in his head for a long moment. Swallows hard. Rubs his palms across his thighs.

    “Okay,” he says, looking away. “Do you believe in ghosts, man?”

    Bucky laughs, the asshole.

    Sam has been haunted all his life. This is the first time he's ever thought of telling anyone about it.

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    09 Jun 2026

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    Very well written, don’t need to reread

  2. Public Bookmark 82

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    Sam lets loose for the first time in far too long—maybe a little too loose. And Bucky isn't exactly too thrilled about it. He's got a lesson to teach, and Sam's more than willing to learn.

    Sam wants a show? Best believe Bucky is happy to give him one.

    OR: An AU where Sam loses all sense at an Usher concert, jealousy consumes Bucky, and punishment ensues.

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    09 Jun 2026

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    As much as I don’t like the D word, I feel like I should remember this

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    08 Jun 2026

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    1) I can’t believe I used to hate mpreg (obviously tainted by the omegaverse)
    2) can’t believe everything single word

  4. Public Bookmark 66

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    Sam swears he isn’t a sore loser. Sure, he’ll bitch and complain and accuse Bucky of cheating, but he won’t flake out on his end of the bargain. Which, in this case, is a week’s worth of household chores, because there’s certainly no other way Captain America would love to spend his down time in between missions. He looks down at his hands as he towels them dry, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to ignore the elephant in the room, which is the fact that Sam is currently wearing a fucking dress

    Right. A week’s work of household chores, paired with the punishment of wearing a fucking maid dress around the house for part of the week. Because he’s the idiot who had upped the stakes with a rematch, and because Bucky’s an asshole. 
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    or — sam loses a bet.

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    02 Jun 2026

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    I don’t know

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    Sam’s brain trips up as he gets to his feet and stares down at Bucky’s hands holding his. "Wait, is this the most action you’ve gotten since before Steve and I found you?”

    “I’ve been out of cryo for more than four years, Sam. Not counting the five where we blinked out of existence.”

    “So, is that a no, or...”

    Sam, Sarah, and Bucky drink moonshine after the cookout, and Bucky helps them back to the house. And then Sam stumbles into helping himself to more than that.

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    27 May 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Christ, buckys mouth