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sumbacky · 2 years
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‘drunk’ for @samtember2022! also happy birthday to the best cap <3 
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reebmiester · 2 years
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02 Samtember 2022: Boat / Fishing
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katatonicimpression · 2 years
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Samtember Day 15: Birds/Telepathic Powers
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I am fire. I am life incarnate
Sam with the Phoenix Force for @samtember2022
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samsseptember · 2 years
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We now have a calendar for #Samtember2022, courtesy of the amazing @thatmexisaurusrex ✨
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nivellesart · 2 years
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A quick drawing of Sam using his shield to protect himself from the rain for @samtember2022 (26th September - Rainy day)
You can find the time lapse of this art here.
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bisamwilson · 2 years
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my convenience store dream boy
sambucky | T | 7.9k | one shot | 5+1 | complete | ao3
a cap!sam/bodega owner!bucky au, written for @samtember2022 day 23: cake cake cake and @samwilsonbingo square N5: captain america (bingo #6!)
a wonderfully happy birthday to captain america himself, and the lovely anthony mackie! (why yes, i did get this in literally 15 minutes before midnight on the 24th in my timezone. technically not late!)
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five times captain america sam wilson saved bodega owner bucky barnes, and one time bodega owner bucky barnes saved captain america sam wilson
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“Do you think I’m gonna get to meet Hawkeye?” Kate asks excitedly, ignoring the throat-clearing cough from Clint. She looks over at Bucky. “Maybe you’ll get to meet Cap, Buck. He’ll fall in love with you like you always dream he does when you stare at the shirtless calendar he did that you somehow never seem to change from July of three years ago.”
It’s a lot harder for Bucky to ignore Clint’s laughter than it was for Kate to ignore his coughing. “I’m a busy man, Kate, keeping this place afloat. I don’t always have time to change the calendar or even buy new ones for the current year. Besides, I bought that calendar to help out homeless vets.”
The weight of the shelf is suddenly off of Bucky’s shoulders, and he looks up into the cutest gap-tooth smile he’s ever seen and two gorgeous brown eyes, pretty enough to make him just melt.
“I’m sure they appreciate your support,” Captain America says, setting the shelf back upright with ease. “If I do another calendar this year would you remember to buy one?”
Bucky tries for suave but his voice comes out a little too far on the side of squeaky. “It wouldn’t hurt.”
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wenellyb · 2 years
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A Sunny day in Delacroix
A small ficlet for @samtember2022 Day 26 - Rainy day/cosy
Bucky is going on a picnic and Sam doesn't like it at all, but he has a plan and asks his friend for help.
"You need me to do what? " Thor must have missed something, because Sam sent him a message with their secret code for emergencies, and then dropped this on him.
"You heard me the first time" Sam, was already irritated with his friend because he knew Thor was going to drag this forever. Sam just needed him to do this, no questions asked, but that wasn't happening apparently.
"I did, but I'm still not sure what you meant by 'I need you to make it rain'...", Thor was pretty sure this didn't qualify as an emergency.
"Thor, I've never asked you for anything ever, please just do this one thing for me" Sam said softly.
"Sam..." Thor started.
But Sam was already interrupting him "If you can make thunder, technically, you can make it rain"
"That's not how it works Sam, you texted code red for this?? Code red is supposed to be for emergencies like an alien invasion, or half of the city being about to be blown off. Why would you need rain anyway? The sun is shining, you should be happy." Thor was still trying to make sense of this whole conversation
"This IS an emergency, Bucky just left, he's going on a date and I need to stop it", Sam said, as if Thor was supposed to understand what this meant.
"Sam, I'm going to need you to stop talking in circles, be straight with me"
"Bucky is going on a date"
"...and?"
"And I need to stop it, they're going on a picnic and I need to stop it" Sam responded.
"You're kidding me right?" Thor thought for a minute that he should pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming this conversation.
"Are you going to help me or not?" Sam said with determination. Thor was lost.
"Since when are you and Barnes an item?"
"We're not, I just don't want him going on dates with other people".
"So, what's your plan here, to sabotage all his dates for the rest of his life?"
"I haven't thought that far, I just need to stop this one before I can set up another plan."
"Sam, you do realize how insane this is, right?"
"Yes, I do. So, are you going to help or not?"
"Of course I am, Sam, I've never refused to help Captain America, and I won't start now, just know that I don't approve of this plan. But I support your nonsense for better or for worse". Thor said solemnly, being his dramatic self.
"Thank y.." Sam was only focusing on Bucky's date, he didn't care what Thor thought about his plan.
Thor interrupted him "But you owe me a dinner date, and I get to be the Best Man at your wedding if this crazy plan of yours works out".
"Dinner first, I don't know if Bucky feels the same way"
"Yeah, right", Thor said, already thinking about the Best Man outfit he would wear to the wedding.
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Sam was sitting in the living room, when Bucky opened the door to their shared house, soaking wet, and looking better than he ever did with his wet hair.
"Oh, you're back already?", Sam asked innocently,
"Yeah, it started raining before I even got there, we had to cancel our date. The weird thing is weather forecast announced sun for the whole week"
"You know, the weather is so unpredictable"
"I guess" Bucky agreed.
"I was going to watch Rings of Power re-run, we can watch it together if you want, since you liked the Hobbit, you'll like this one".
"Sure",Bucky was looking forward to this cozy afternoon home. If he was being honest, he didn't even want to go on this date in the first place, but he needed to get over Sam, because this thing with Sam would never happen obviously.
Sam and Bucky settled on the couch and started the show.
"Do you want some popcorn?", Sam said after 2 episodes.
"Sure why not"
Sam got up and went to the kitchen to prepare the popcorn.
Bucky kept watching the show because Sam had already seen it and didn't need him to pause, but Sam's phone started vibrating on the table.
Bucky didn't mean to snoop or check Sam's phone, but a message flashed on Sam's phone and something caught his attention. His name. 
Bucky read the message quickly before it disappeared and it read "so how did it go with Bucky?" followed by a thunder and rain emoji. The most surprising thing was that the text was coming from Thor.
"You got a message" said dryly, when Sam got back.
"Oh, I'll check it later"
"From Thor" Bucky insisted.
Sam didn't say anything, and was a little afraid of checking his phone now, he didn't know what Bucky had seen exactly.
"You care to tell me why Thor is sending you texts about me, or will I have to ask him myself?" Bucky was getting irritated by Sam's silence.
"It's not what you think" Sam tried, 
"And what am I supposed to think?"
"I asked Thor for a favor, and he helped me"
"And the service involved me obviously, so I would need you to tell me a little bit more"
"I can't"
"You know what Sam, I never know what to think with you, you say we have to be open with each other and then you do this"
Bucky stood up to leave. 
"Where are you going?" Sam said as Bucky reached the door. 
"I'm going for a walk. I can't do this right now"
"But it's still raining" Sam pointed out.
"I prefer the rain than whatever this is", Bucky mumbled, he didn't know what to think and was on the verge of tears, he didn't want Sam to see him like this.
"Bucky please", Sam pleaded, but Bucky was already out the door.
Sam grabbed a coat and an umbrella and went to look for Bucky.
It took Sam a while to find Bucky. He was walking by the docks, looking like he was lost in his thoughts.
Bucky slowed down when he saw Sam but didn't stop walking.
"Bucky, listen, I'm sorry",
"What are you sorry for? Sam, I don't even know what's happening. I just know that you're keeping secrets from me when you're the one who insisted best friends tell each other everything" Bucky sighed "You talk about me behind my back and I know that you would never do that to me, but I can't help but make up dozens of scenarios about how somehow I upset you and you felt like you couldn't talk to me, and had to confide in Thor instead". Bucky took a deep breath.
"Sam. If you have a problem with me, just tell me, I can handle it, you don't have to vent to your friends, I'm not some fragile child you have to tiptoe around, just tell me and I'll fix it.
"Bucky, I don't have a problem with you, you're perfect"
Bucky blushed at that, he hated when Sam talked like that because he always ended up craving for more "Then was is it?"
"I asked Thor to make it rain"
"What?" Bucky suddenly felt like they had switched to a completely different conversation without him noticing.
"I asked Thor to use his power to make it rain" Sam repeated "I knew your date was taking you to a picnic, and didn't want you to go, it made perfect sense to me at the time"
"You don't like Dave?" Bucky asked cautiously
"I don't care about Dave, but I care about you"
Bucky remained silent, not sure he understood.
"I'm so sorry Buck, when I thought about it it made perfect sense in my mind, but I realize now that it doesn't. I wasn't thinking, I panicked, I just knew I had to stop you from going on that date, and I lost it a little"
"What are you saying Sam?"
"I'm saying I love you, Bucky"
Bucky smiled and launched himself at Sam, because he had been waiting for this moment even though he never dared to hope that it would actually happen. Sam caught him and they kissed.
"You know, you're supposed to be the normal one in this relationship", Bucky said against Sam's lip, now that he had Sam all for himself, he had no intention of ever letting him go.
"We'll see about that," Sam smiled.
They walked home, finished the show, and both went to Sam's room instead of each walking to their own room like the previous nights.
Later that night, Sam sent a text to Thor saying "You'll be my Best Man for the wedding" and ended it with a wink face emoji.
Tags: Post-TFATWS, first kiss, jealousy, unrequited requited love, Sambucky, Thor Odinson.
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thatmexisaurusrex · 2 years
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Samtember Day 24: Drunk/Hungover
This fic is for the @samtember2022 prompt "Drunk/Hungover". It's also inspired by this piece of art @sumbacky made for the same Samtember prompt! Thank you so much for the inspiration, Lynette, and I hope you like the fic! 🥰
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So Warm
| Pairing: SamBucky | Rating E | WC: 2.4K |
Summary: Bucky might be narrating his thoughts out loud. About Sam. How much he likes Sam. At an Avengers' party. It's a problem.
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How could a man be so captivating? How could someone stand next to the mood-lit staircase of the New Avengers’ Campus, the light pouring behind him like a halo stretching its rays, and radiate like that? “Oh my god. Please. Please stop talking and go up to him already,” said Jen as Bucky choked on his drink, “Please. I’m begging you.” “What?” said Bucky, horrified, “Did I – ?” “Narrate your love for Captain America to no one in particular? Yes. You did,” said Jen, who looked partly endeared and partly haunted as she gave Bucky a little shove, “Now, please. Do something about it instead of waxing poetic in a corner.”
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babygirl-diaz · 2 years
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Samtember 05: On a Mission | Undercover
1233 words | Rated G | for @samtember2022
Bucky let out a low whistle. “Lookin’ nice over there, Wilson,” he said, unabashedly checking Sam out from top to bottom. Sam was wearing a black tuxedo with shiny black loafers, and Bucky apparently liked what he saw. 
“Will you quit checking me out?” Sam warned the other man, but there was no heat behind his words. 
“What? Can’t a husband check out his husband?” Bucky asked with a wink, as he moved to stand beside Sam. 
“He can if the marriage is real,” Sam replied. “Now stop playing and get serious.”
“I am very serious about this marriage, my love,” Bucky told him. “Now come on, let’s exchange our rings.” He took out a ring from his pocket and held out his hand for Sam’s, but Sam rolled his eyes and took the ring from him and popped it on his finger. He then gave his ring to Bucky. 
“Not that we needed to do that,” Sam grumbled under his breath. 
“You break my heart, Wilson,” Bucky commented, putting a hand on his chest. 
“So Seth Wyndham….” Sam ignored him. “We just need to keep an eye on him. Get any information we can. This is just an observation mission.”
“Why are you repeating yourself?” Bucky asked. 
“I have to because you seem to always go off tangent and get us in trouble,” Sam replied. 
“When did I ever do that?” Bucky asked, clearly taking offense to Sam’s statement.
“Too many times for me to count,” Sam replied. “Now come on. Let’s go inside.” He linked his arm with Bucky’s and smiled as he led his “husband” into the hotel. They went up to the ballroom, and Sam spotted their target pretty quickly. 
“There,” Bucky gave a subtle towards the target. 
“Yep. Saw him,” Sam replied under his breath. 
Sam and Bucky mingled with the crowd. They laughed, they talked, all the while collecting intel on their target and the host of the party, Seth Wyndham. Seth was a high-level arms dealer who started dabbling in alien tech. That’s what got SWORD’s attention, and they sent Sam and Bucky to look into it. 
As they were talking to one of the guests, Sam felt something poke against his waist and he threw a glare at Bucky. Bucky cautiously nodded towards their target and said, “I can’t tell if he’s suspicious or if he’s just checking you out. Not that I blame him. You look fine tonight.” 
Seth moved from his spot and come towards them, to which Sam mumbled a “shit” under his breath. 
“I couldn’t help but notice the pair of you,” Seth said smoothly as he stopped in front of them. “You make a beautiful couple,” he added. “And by the looks of it, I would say you’re a newlywed.” 
Sam’s eyes widened slightly. “How did you know?” He asked. 
“Not that hard to figure out,” Seth replied. “I am somewhat of a newlywed myself. My lovely wife Priscilla, who is over there.” He pointed at a tall brunette talking to some women just a couple of feet away. “She actually organized the newlyweds' game tonight and I am hoping you will participate.” 
“Oh, we couldn’t,” Sam replied. 
“Why not? Seth asked. 
Bucky quickly chimed in, “Of course, we’ll participate!” He wrapped his arm around Sam’s waist and smiled at him. “Won’t we, sweetheart?” 
Sam threw him the fakest smile ever and nodded. “Of course, darling.” 
“Awesome!” Seth replied. “We’ll let you know when the game is about to begin.” 
Sam pulled Bucky aside once Seth was out of sight. “Are you insane?!” He asked. “What the hell were you thinking agreeing to that game?!” 
“I was thinking, I didn’t want the man to get suspicious of us,” Bucky replied. 
“We’re not actually newlyweds. We’re gonna be terrible at that game!” Sam said throwing his hands up in the air. 
“We’ll be fine, darling,” Bucky smirked at him and pat him on the back. 
Priscilla announced the game and asked all newlyweds to come up on the stage.
Sam hesitated, but then went with Bucky, anyway. 
“Alright! So let’s begin!” Priscilla said. “So couples…. Where did you first meet your spouse?” 
Sam thought about it and wrote, “On the freeway,” as his answer. 
When they showed their answers, it turned out Bucky had the same answer too. 
“Okay, question two… where did you go on your first date?” 
Sam again decided to go with the “truth” and answered, “On a boat.” 
Again, Bucky seemed to read his mind and wrote “Boat,” for his answer. 
The third question threw Sam off a little.
“When did you know they were the one?” Priscilla asked. 
Sam thought hard about it and looked over at Bucky before answering. “The day he came to my cookout.�� 
Much to his surprise, Bucky had answered. “The day I went to his cookout.” 
It turned out that they were the only couple with matching answers for this question. 
Sam couldn’t help but smile to himself and do a little victory dance on the inside. He really wanted to win this game.
“Who is their celebrity crush?” Priscilla asked. 
Sam knew this one for sure. “Doris Day,” he wrote. 
When Bucky showed his board, it read, “Halle Berry,” and Priscilla asked Sam who his celebrity crush was, and Sam named Halle Berry while Bucky named Doris Day. 
“Who is the tidiest?” Priscilla asked next. 
“Both of us,” Sam answered. It was the truth, since they both had been in the military. 
Bucky had answered the same. 
They kept answering the questions with accuracy as the game went on. 
“Okay, so next question, when and where was your first kiss?” Priscilla asked. 
That question threw Sam off. They had never kissed, so how was he supposed to answer that? 
“Third time we attended a party together,” Sam wrote in his answer. This was their third time at a party together. 
Again, to his surprise, Bucky answered, “Our third party.” 
So… looks like they were gonna kiss tonight. 
This time too, they were one of the few couples to answer the question correctly. 
“Final question….” said Priscila. “Who said ‘I love you’ first?” 
Sam remembered the time Bucky got him the suit by asking a favor from the Wakandans. That counted as “I love you” he figured. So he wrote “him.” 
Bucky wrote “me”. 
Once they tallied the scores, it turned out that Sam and Bucky had the most correct answers. And they won. 
“We won?” Bucky asked, surprised. 
“Yeah!” Sam replied and without even thinking about it, he hugged him.
The pair of them jumped up and down while hugging each other and when they pulled apart, Priscilla gave them their prize. It was a hamper with two fluffy white robes and expensive skincare products. 
The rest of the night went well and people kept congratulating them. They did not forget their mission, though. They gathered all the intel on Seth and his wife and were soon out of there.
When they got into the car, Bucky turned to Sam and asked, “So…. we kissed at our third party together?” 
“Yes, we did. It turns out,” Sam replied. 
“This was our third party,” Bucky pointed out. 
Sam smirked and grabbed Bucky by the lapels of his jacket, and pulled him closer before kissing him. “Nothing gets past you, does it?” He teased and kissed him again. 
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reebmiester · 2 years
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07 Samtember 2022: Legacy
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katatonicimpression · 2 years
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Samtember Day 6: Redwing/Technology
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What if Redwing looked more like a bird?
@samtember2022
(Story under the cut)
“I’m confused,” said Joaquin.
Me too.
“Huh?” Sam asked. “I thought you were the expert. The chief wizard?”
“Sorcerer supre-” Joaquin started to correct him.
“Chief wizard is fine,” Wong said. “And I am. It’s straightforward enough. Your little robot-”
Not a robot.
“-got trapped in another dimension. Which Miss Chavez apologises for, by the way.”
“It’s ok.” Sam replied automatically. He felt weird. He could have sworn he heard someone say something.
He looked at the bird, the strange mechanical creature that Wong insisted was Redwing. Despite looking nothing like the old drone, it felt like the same entity. He could feel its presence. It was weird.
Missed you.
Sam jumped. 
The voice. That voice was definitely coming from the bird. 
“... sometimes this happens. People and things come back different sometimes. It shouldn’t be a problem. You can always have a new one made. It’s just a-”
“It’s not just a drone.” Joaquin said.
“No…” Sam muttered to himself. “Not just a drone at all.”
No drone, but still Redwing.
“Yeah…” Sam raised his arm up. To his delight, Redwing jumped onto his wrist, his little metal talons gripping him gently. “I missed you too, Buddy.”
“He’s cute,” Joaquin said, reaching out to touch the bird.
Sam studied Redwing. This was a lot to take in. 
“Just so we’re clear,” he said. “You guys can’t hear anything?”
“What?” Joaquin looked up.
“What do you mean?” asked Wong.
Just you.
“Hmm…” Sam was trying not to freak out.
Don’t panic.
“Easier said than done,” he muttered.
“Huh?” Joaquin was looking at Sam now, concerned.
Don’t panic. Still Redwing.
Sam looked at the bird. He reached out and stroked its metal feathers. It seemed to enjoy it.
“Okay.” He stood up straight. “Ok, yeah. You’re still my Redwing.”
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samsseptember · 2 years
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Samtember2022!
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Hi Sam Wilson nation, this is a bit last minute but, a few of us decided to get together and make samtember2022 happen. YAY!!! 🎉
This fan event will be running from Thursday, September 1st to Friday, September 30th and it is meant to celebrate Sam Wilson’s birthday✨
This page is for the creators in the Sam Wilson fandom to share their works, and there will be prompts set for each day:
September 1 - Free choice 
September 2 - Boat | Fishing  
September 3 - Running | Workout
Captain America Week:
September 4 - Uniform | Cap suit 
September 5 - On a mission | Undercover
September 6 - Redwing | Technology
September 7 - Shield | Legacy 
September 8 - Foreign language | International
September 9 - Cap Quartet | New Team 
September 10 - Meet and Greet | Meeting fans 
Angst/ AU Week:
September 11 -  Forgotten | Memory
September 12 - Secrets | Unspoken
September 13 - Dreams | Nightmares
September 14 - Wings | Angel
September 15 - Birds | Telepathic powers 
September 16 - Variant | Multiverse
September  17 - Time Travel | Time loop
Fun / Party Week:
September  18 - Carnival | King of Mardi Gras  
September  19 - Unexpected | Twist 
September  20 - Leather Jacket | Clothing 
September  21 - Weekend getaway | Trip 
September  22 - Party | Night out
September  23 - Cake cake cake 🎂🧁
September  24 - Drunk | Hungover
Fluff / Family Week:
September  25 - Family Recipe | Cooking
September  26 - Rainy day | Cozy
September  27 -  Renovation | House chores
September  28 - Family | Uncle Sam
September  29 - Siblings | Sarah & Gideon Wilson 
September  30 - Home | Louisiana  alt. prompt Goodbyes. 
We have opened a collection on AO3 that can be found here, or by searching  samtember2022. You can also tag any works you post with #samtember2022 or tag this blog @samtember2022​ - works will be reblogged every day throughout the month. 
Can’t wait to see what everyone comes up with! 
FAQs are listed under the cut:
What works count for this fan event?
The following works count:
fanfic
podfic
fanart
gifsets
photosets / mood boards
graphics
Haikus
videos / edits
playlists
Whichever way you want to celebrate Sam Wilson, it’s up to you! 
Q&A after the cut.
Q. Are there any length, sizing, etc. requirements for works in this event?
A. No.
Q. Do I have to sign up?
A. No.
Q. Do I have to make something for each prompt / day of the month?
A. You can make as many or as few works for the prompts as you wish; you do not have to make a work for every day or prompt.
Q. Are NSFW postings allowed?
A. Yes, NSFW postings are welcome, just make sure to tag them appropriately.
Q. Can I come up with my own prompt?
A. Yes, but please stick to posting these under Day 1: Free Choice. Other works posted must follow the prompt(s) of the specific posting day.  
Q. Do I have to wait to post on certain dates?
A. Since each date corresponds with a specific theme and prompt(s), we do ask that you wait to post on the day designated for each theme / prompt(s).
Q. Can I use more than one prompt per work?
A. Yes! Though the prompts were intended to create variety, you are more than welcome to combine prompts within a certain theme, i.e. for family week you can do Family recipe + Siblings for Day 29. You can even implement ALL of the prompts of the week in the same work if you feel up to the challenge!
Q. What if I create a work that incorporates two prompts from different posting days?
A.This is allowed, so your posting date would be up to your discretion. For example, if you wrote a fic that was both about Family and Party, you could post your work on either Day 22 or Day 28.
Q. Can I use this event to re-promote something I��ve already created?
A. No; this event is only for new, original works. This means that the fic, fanart, video, gifset, etc. that you’ve created must have been first posted during this event.
Q. Can I post a multi-chaptered fic if it isn’t completed?
A. You can post a multi-chaptered fic and it does not have to be completed as long as you post at least the first chapter on the designated posting date for your prompt.
Q. Can I include other characters/ships in my works?
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Have any other questions?
Please feel free to submit any other questions in the ask box, or reach out to either @samwilsonsb4be or @sammy-souffle.
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questinwitchface · 2 years
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Okay dears, here's my rendition of my favorite Pokémon, Oddish, cosplaying my favorite Avenger, Captain America. This Oddish is called Tulip, by the way, and she loves Sam Wilson so much.
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@samtember2022
This is an art fill for the Samtember day 4 prompt "Cap Suit."
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bisamwilson · 2 years
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got the waves running through your thighs
sambucky | E | 2.1k | pwp | one shot | complete | ao3
or: the one where mak figures out how many prompt fills they can fit in under 2k words
this is the second entry in my say MAX series (first fic here). this inspiration song for this fic (and its title!) is sax on the beach by MAX and party pupils.
this is also written for @samwilsonbingo round 2 square O4: beach (this is bingo #4 and 5!), @suck-tember day 21: pop, and @samtember2022 day 21: trip
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The first drink he’d ordered upon landing on the island was, in fact, a sex on the beach, just for the novelty of it all. Peach schnapps had never been his favorite—a fact which had thoroughly confused everyone from the time he’d started to drink—but it was the principle of the thing.
He’s drinking a piña colada now, much more to his taste, and enjoying the feeling of the sun on his skin and the sand between his toes, trying his best to not feel annoyed at how much reading Bucky saw fit to do on this vacation.
Apparently, he’d really thought she’d meant a drink.
finish on ao3
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