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THE DAY WE NEVER KNEW HOW MUCH WE NEEDED....
NATIONAL UNICORN DAY!!

Stay behind me, Steve.  It's got a mean look in its eye.

...but it's so beautiful!!

That don't mean it ain't dangerous.... as you should well know!

Aw, Bucky.... you calling me your unicorn?

You wanna lay your head in my lap, I ain't gonna stop you!

Mushrooms!

Sep. 4th, 2020 05:23 pm
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"Hey, Buck.  What kind of mushroom do you think this is?"
"Um, I dunno, Steve, why?"
"I was thinking, you know, Alice in Wonderland.... Maybe just a nibble..."
"Steve, no!"
"But we're supersoldiers!  What could go wrong?"



"Steve! Now we're in some kind of mushroom kingdom!"
"Come on, Buck!  You were just saying how you wanted to see alien landscapes."



"Steve, pal, this is getting to be a little overwhelming."
"It's so beautiful!"
"You are completely out of your head right now."
"Yes, I am!"



"Wow!  Thank goodness we made it back to terra firma!" 
"Bucky, you know what? It's just so good to be alive!"
"I can't even argue with that."

Impostor

Aug. 8th, 2020 12:56 pm
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"Hmm... no... NO! NO!  Argh!" Bucky thrashed awake, screaming. It was something he hardly ever did anymore.

"Bucky!  Hey, it's okay. I think you were dreaming.  You're here with me now,  it's 2021.  We're in our bed, we're at home.  Are you with me?" Steve came awake fast, and used his calmest tones to reassure Bucky that everything was all right.

"Steve, Steve, wow." Bucky's heart was pounding with adrenaline and fear response.

"House, bring up the lights to 30%," Steve said.  They just called their AI "House" and in return it sometimes spoke to them in Hugh Laurie's voice.  This time though, it merely turned up the lights a little in the bedroom adding, "Thought you'd like to know, this area is secure.  No intrusions on the premises."

"Thanks, House," Bucky answered. Already his body was calming down. Having Steve near, the reality of him -- smelling his familiar scent, his warmth, the comforting touches, the gentle way he wrapped himself around Bucky.  It helped so much.

"Wanna tell me about it?" Steve asked.

"Yeah," Bucky said.  "Wow, it was like the old days.  Awful.  When I wasn't sure if anything was real."

"Mm hm," Steve said.  He just held on, gently, letting Bucky know he was there, next to him, touching him softly with those big hands that had always been the same.

"I dreamed that you weren't real.  That HYDRA kept trying to control me with Fake Steves.  Shit. It was awful," Bucky said, a shiver of revulsion and remembered horror shaking him.

"I'm real now," Steve said.  The beautiful, deep, smooth timbre of his voice, the depth of his eyes, intensely warm with how much he cared and all their shared history - it was all real, inimitable, and unmistakably Steve.

"I know,"  Bucky said.  "I know you are.  That's what was so awful about my dream, though. They kept at it, you know? They made me lose faith because they just gave me Steve after Steve, all liars, all fake, all wrong."

"Did they ever really try that?" Steve asked.

"I mean, yeah, in a way.  Not so much when I was in Russia, but once they transferred me to America, I think I did respond somehow to Pierce.  He used to look a little bit like you, when he was young.  And my brain was swiss cheese by that point."

"But in the nightmare?"

"Yeah, they tried to use my confusion, like a Steve would come in, and try to give me orders, and I'd go along, till the fake Steve slipped up.  In the dream it was so awful... it was supposed to be you, but it just wasn't.  I was so angry, and so mixed up and afraid. God, Steve.  I'm so glad you're here."

"I'm here, Bucky, I am.  This is real."

"I know. I finally got away, and we found each other."

"I love you so much, Bucky.  Do you want to try and sleep some more, or just go ahead and get up?"

Steve only needed a few hours on any given night, unless he was healing up from something major.

"I'm okay with getting up.  You wanna run down to the shore and watch the sun rise?"

"Sounds fantastic, sweetheart," Steve replied, and kissed him softly.

Bucky inhaled Steve's breath, and tasted his lips, and it was Steve. It really was.  He slipped free again from the clutches of nightmare, got out of bed with his husband, and started the day, together.

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PS, this is inspired by Exclamation's story, "just another Steve" on Ao3.

Hot Steve!

Dec. 28th, 2018 07:42 pm
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Bucky and Steve have gone to the after Christmas sales and found a product at the mall that didn't surprise Bucky at all.



"Is this why you wanted to shop here, Buck?"

"You never know what you might find at Williams Sonoma... besides, they had a really good price for cinnamon sticks."

"It's a crazy name though."

"It makes sense when you pose next to it, that what I think."

"Aw, shucks, Bucky."

"They didn't know to call it 'hot Stevie'... but that's what I'm gonna call it."

"You're just looking for smooches when we get home."

"Yes sir.  Seriously spicy ones!"

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Bucky and Steve have brought some good beer to Thor and Loki's solstice party, but they wanted to do a little bit more.



"We wanted to make sure the Yule Cat wouldn't drag you away"

"No worries, Friend Steven!  I have already bested Bygul and Trejgul in battle."

"Brother, you forget that mother's cats are not the only cats to worry about.  This Yule Cat may be even fiercer."

"But if we fight side by side, no cat would stand a chance!"

"Or, we just wear the scarves we crocheted for each other."

"Your shield brother speaks wisely, Steven."

"Yeah, he usually does."


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PS.  The Yule Cat drawing is from:
https://www.iizcat.com/post/4373/The-Christmas-Cat-of-Iceland-a-giant-terrifying-cat-that-gobbles-up-children-if-they-039-re-bad
The drawing is signed "Hugleikur 10" --probably Hugleikur Dagsson, Icelandic cartoonist.  
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According to the National Day Calendar that Clint gave Steve last Christmas, December 5 is National Bathtub Party Day.  Steve and Bucky love any excuse to relax and enjoy themselves!


"Wow Steve, I really love taking a bubble bath here in our own rooftop paradise!"
"No kidding!  Thanks to Wakandan shield tech, we can have this tropical oasis on top of our Brooklyn Heights brownstone!"
"Mmm, I love it when you wash my hair."
"And when you come out, the bathtub party is just beginning!"
"Yup.  Wonder what other folks do to celebrate Bathtub Party Day?"

* * *

Meanwhile, in Hell's Kitchen....

"Rand! What the hell are you doing here?"
"Hi Matt! it's Bathtub Party Day!  I brought you this bottle of 1996 Dom Perignon, just in case you happened to be celebrating!  And hey, if your water goes cold, I have this Fist....!"
"Dammit, Danny, stay out of my tub with your fist.  And I'm not bathing, this is where I sleep, because of my angst and guilt...."
"I'm opening this bottle....!"
....
"Hey. It's true what they say, that expensive champagne does actually taste better. Thanks, Danny."
"You're welcome, Matt.  I mean, for $49,000 it oughta be good, right?"
*sputter*
"I'm ... drinking... what?"
"Ha ha.  No... this is just an every day $499 bottle, but it is the same vintage, and we do actually have that gold-plated one in the Rand cellar!"
"Danny... no!  Sell it and give it to the orphanage!"
"Oh.  Okay!"

* * *

Over at 177A Bleecker Street, Stephen Strange gets an unlooked for Bathtub Surprise of his own:

*burbling*
*hissing*
*a foul chthonic tongue, the likes of which mortal mind cannot bear to contemplate*

"By the Hoary Hosts of Hoggoth! Back from whence you came, foul denizens of the darkest depths!"

*devilish quacking*
*farting*

"Now that's just rude.... Wong, where's the plunger in this place?!?!"
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"It's National Chili Dog Day!"

"Yes, but it's also National Scotch Day."

"Have you ever had Johnny Walker Red before?"

"No time like the present!"  
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You wanna do anything fancy for your birthday this year, Stevie? It's kind of a big one.

Nah, I'd rather just go someplace quiet.

I know just the place!



No fireworks though.

That's okay, Buck.  I can do without explosions for a while.

Yeah, me too. That water sure does sound nice... and the birds are singing their hearts out.

Maybe later we can go into town and get dessert at that swanky coffee place.

Great idea!

(later)


So this is a nutty buddy these days? Kind of bigger than I remember.

I'm ready... I could eat this all day!



That was so good!

Yes, it was!  Happy birthday Stevie!

Thanks Buck!  The best part of celebrating is having you beside me.

Same here, Stevie.  Here's to many happy returns of the day!


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doesn't Bucky look awesome in his fancy new boa? :)
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"Happy Best Friends Day! I made you some pudding!"

"Um, thanks Stevie.  It looks, pretty good."

"I also bought some cookies at the store, and ordered a pizza."

"That was a great idea."

"Thanks!  I also love the flowers...And it's pretty fun to wear the birthday crown!"

"Watch out, though, these Mai Tais are made with Asgardian liquor.... we should probably drink em slow."

"Mmm, these cupcakes are fantastic!"

"Made with love, for the best pal a guy could ask for."

"Thanks Buck, I hope you enjoy your pudding."

"I'll try!" 
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"May the Force be with you!"

"Bucky, this is the weirdest dream!"

"But if it's a dream, how am I answering you?"

"Let's not worry about it, let's just walk a while with this lady and her two boyfriends... "

"And their robot baby... I think it likes my arm..."

"I've never seen so many stars. Remind me to paint this when I wake up."

"Okay Stevie, I'll try!"

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"No, Steve. No. I've had it. One more word, and I'm gonna kick some butt!"

Falcon has his wingpack on and is ready to go.  The afternoon was meant to be a little flight practice and maybe some teamwork exercises. But no, now's he ready to go, head to head against the Winter Soldier, even though Bucky has sworn he doesn't do that anymore.
Read more... )

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Today on the National Day Calendar is "everything you think is wrong" day, Kick Some Butts day (smoking cessation!), as well as Pears Helene day.  They have a lot of food days on the Calendar.  It is really National Asset Management Awareness Month.  I could tell right away that Bucky would not like that one bit.  
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Steve and friends throw a party for Bucky for his 100th birthday!
T'Challa arranged for fireworks.
Natasha brought an assortment of beverages, including an ice cream float for Steve and a thick malted for Bucky.
Sam was in charge of finding the most delicious cake in Wakanda. He tasted many and chose a chocolate mochaccino.
Wanda was in charge of distractions in case Bucky got suspicious that something was going on.
Steve kept him busy until dusk and then got him to go for a great walk in the park... which just happened to lead to a picnic birthday bash!!

"Happy Birthday, pal," Steve said, with a gentle pat to the shoulder. "Many happy returns of the day!"

"Thanks, Steve," Bucky said.  "With such great friends, things are looking up for sure."

Everybody lifted their glass and toasted the birthday boy.

"Salud!"
"Na Zdorovie!"
"Cin-cin!"
"To your good health!"

Steve lifted up his float and recited the old Irish blessing:

"May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand."

"Thanks," Bucky said, with a smile, and Steve pressed a kiss to his cheek as fireworks popped and blossomed in the sky.
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The day is National Underwear Day.  It is a challenge to help tiny figures celebrate underwear.  So I put them to bed.   :)

While doing research for this story (there is ALWAYS RESEARCH) I came across an amazing Etsy for “festival pants.” As far as I know there is no National Festival Pants Day, so maybe Underwear Day is close enough.

Here is also a great article about boy shorts.

I think Bucky wants to wear red satin boy shorts.  I hope he can find some that fit him perfectly!

Two songs are referenced in the story.  One is by Bare Naked Ladies, and the title is “Pinch Me.” It’s kind of the perfect song for the whole story.

The other is a novelty song.  According to the wikipedia there were plenty of novelty songs in Steve and Bucky’s day, for example, Helen Kane’s Betty Boop songs, or Yes we have no bananas.  By the way, Cyndi Lauper's album is named after Helen Kane's big hit, She's So Unusual.

Does the Chewing Gum lose its flavor is apparently a version of a song from 1924!

Anyway, happy Underwear Day!  The Day suggests you dance around in your underwear and maybe watch a little Risky Business.    :)

Cookie Day!

Aug. 4th, 2016 10:13 pm
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JBB: I think every day should be National Chocolate Chip Cookie Day.
SGR: I think every day for the next week will be cookie day, cause that's how long it'll take for us to eat this thing.
JBB: Nah. I give it two days at most.
SGR: Let's get started!
...
SGR: Bucky, everything is covered in crumbs and chocolate.
JBB: I'll help you take care of that.
SGR: Cookies are the best -- cleaning up is almost as good as eating them in the first place!
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This is for [livejournal.com profile] milly_gal, who encouraged me to write the whole story about Bucky and his wings.  Hugs to you BB!
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read the story! )

Affogato

Aug. 2nd, 2016 09:01 am
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Two super soldiers vs. vanilla ice cream drowned in espresso.

"I dunno, Stevie, remember the last time we ate so much ice cream?"

"We can handle it, Buck.  Besides, the espresso will help ward off the sugar coma..."

"Ready if you are!"

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Steve and Bucky have gone to the library to check out some books, and they've found some that they remember from childhood.



"I remember reading these to my little sisters," Bucky says, picking up a set of Beatrix Potter stories.

"I think you read a few of them to me when I was laid up, Buck.  Remember Samuel Whiskers?" Steve asks.

"Is that one about an enormous rat?"

"Yes!"

"I want to read that one next then," Bucky says.

"Okay!  So, where were we.  'The knife crumpled up and hurt him...'"

"You can't work with inferior tools," Bucky mutters.

"They're in a doll's house, Buck, everything is fake," Steve reminds him.

"Yeah, I get it," Bucky says. "I sure am glad it's not like that for us -- if all our food was fake and everything was just a game ..."

Steve pats Bucky on the leg.  "Feels real to me," he says.

"You're only as real as you feel you are," Bucky says, and laughs. "When I was a weapon, I couldn't do this--"

Bucky turns to Steve and takes a kiss, and luxuriates in the feel of Steve's warm lips kissing him back.

"You're nobody's plaything, Bucky," Steve says.

"Maybe yours," Bucky says, with a grin.

"If you want," Steve smiles.

They scoot closer together on the couch and go back to reading. They have all the time in the world.

Mutts!

Jul. 31st, 2016 04:45 pm
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Clint volunteers at the local dog shelter.  In honor of National Mutt Day, he invites his friends over to play with some of the dogs.



"I like this one," Bucky says, getting down on the ground with a yellow dog.

"No-- that's Lucky," Steve says.

"What?" Bucky says, confused. The dog licks his hand, eager to play.

"Aww, dog," Clint says.

"That's Clint's dog," Steve explains.  "His name is Lucky.  You have to choose a different dog."

"Oh," Bucky says.

"That Afghan hound has a weird look in her eye," Steve says doubtfully.

Then a small, floppy mutt bounds over to Bucky and joins in, nudging at Bucky's hand with his furry head.

"Good boy, Scotty," Clint says.

"Oh... Is this your dog too?" Bucky says mournfully.

"Nope, I just call him Scotty cause he's part Scottish terrier.  He's still looking for a home."

Bucky plays intently with the little mutt, and when Steve hears his friend's soft laugh, he knows they will soon have a dog of their own.

"My work here is done," Clint says.  "Or, you know, your work has just begun.  Tell Sam that Afghan is perfect for him."

"I see him as more of a Dalmation guy myself," Steve says.

"You never know!"

Moth Week!

Jul. 30th, 2016 11:18 am
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"I heard on Science Friday that this is Moth Week,"  Steve says.  "You should put on your wings too."
"Mine are not moth wings," Bucky says.
"Oh, are they butterfly wings?" Steve says.
"Nope."
"What are they then?"
"Fairy."
"I shoulda known...."
...
"Your wings are really pretty, Steve.  What kind of moth are they?"
"Cecropia."
"Now you need little feathery antennae..."
"Don't push it."

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