"You’re not serious," Sam said, standing back and taking in the storefront, grinning incredulously. "How did I not know about this?"
"I do not know," Steve said. "I’ve been here a dozen times."
"It’s his default date spot," Bucky deadpanned.
"It is not!" Steve said, smacking Bucky’s shoulder. "I don’t have a default date spot. Jesus."
"I’m totally lying," Bucky agreed. "But Nat and I made him bring us here, separately and then together, before we agreed it would work for you."
"I’m glad it was so thoroughly screened," Sam said dryly, chuckling when Steve opened the door for them. "I’m also flattered, Buck. Dress hoodie?"
"Sans dragons, grenades, guns, swears, sexy lady silhouettes and cat hair,” Bucky agreed, nodding. “Basic black. Very classy.”
"Flattered," Sam repeated, tugging his ponytail before sliding into the booth next to him and beaming a smile across the table at Steve. "Are you ordering for us?"
"I, uh, I know what Bucky wants," Steve admitted. "But I wanted you to have a chance to look, first." He handed Sam the menu with the day’s offerings on it. "What looks good?"
"Damn, this is impressive," Sam murmured, scanning the menu. "What are you getting?"
"Crab and cheddar," Bucky said. "S’Friday."
"You’re getting back into the Catholic thing pretty hard, huh?"
"Eh," Bucky shrugged, his left hand resting lightly on Sam’s thigh. "Not too hard. Still sinfully shackin’ up with Spangles over there. N’datin’ this sexy Air Force fella, you know, on the side. Still goin’ to Hell, just pickin’ my own handbasket.”
Sam snickered. Steve rolled his eyes. “How about you, Steve?”
"Beer and bratwurst," Steve said, grinning. "Haven’t tried it yet."
"Have you tried the sausage and tomato fennel?" Sam asked.
"No," Steve admitted. "That what you want?"
"Yeah, let’s give that a shot," Sam agreed, flipping over to the dessert listing. "Holy shit. Four kinds of apple pie? Did they know you were coming?"
"No," Steve said, blushing, just as Bucky smirked and said, "Yes."
Sam laughed. “I’m kidding. And neither of us are going to make an inappropriate joke about what Steve actually likes for dessert, are we Buck?”
"Noooo," Bucky drew out. "Absolutely not."
Steve rolled his eyes. “I’m gonna go get the dinner pie.”
So I went to the Stucky zine launch/fandom meet-up thing~! Be warned: this is more of a personal diary entry than a recap. With that said—
when you’re reading porn and you can’t tell what position their bodies are supposed to be in and you’ve lost track of all limbs and you’re just
The Winter Soldier with a (big) Captain America Bear.
Dresses are so nice they’re just tubes of fabric you can throw on with very little effort and when you wear one and people are like “oh wow you dressed up you look really nice” but it’s like
ah yes my disguise is working. you think i cared this morning
this is the most realist thing i’ve ever read
someone pls anyone give me well written sam/steve/bucky/natasha maybe w a side of clint
all i want out of life is happy polyships
Hi, uh. This is oddly self-serving, but— I run a Captain America poly blog? And Steve/Bucky/Natasha/Sam is pretty popular. (And yeah, I’ve even got some with a side of Clint) I’d consider anything over there well written, but then again I’m biased since… it’s my blog… ^_^; Hope that helps!
I’m ABSOLUTELY THRILLED TO ANNOUNCE that we’re having a launch party and fandom meet-up in honor of the BROOKLYN zine!! A few weeks ago, I got an e-mail out of the blue from the phenomenal Chloe (reserve) offering to throw us a party! I have never been so stoked before in my life. She and I got together, and ever since we’ve been hard at work hammering out the details for what is sure to be the fandom get-together of the year! And now we’re telling you!!
WHEN? SEPTEMBER 20, 5PM-7:30PM
WHERE? WORD BOOKSTORE @ 126 FRANKLIN ST, BROOKLYN
WHAT’S GOING ON? Artist Q&As! An information session about how to run your own fandom zine! Copies of the BROOKLYN zine for sale, as well as prints, posters, and other cool stuff! Drinks and snacks! Meet a bunch of cool fandom people and talk about how upset Steve & Bucky make you!!
ALSO, THERE’S MORE! Free all day that Saturday? Good, come hang out with us!! Meet us at 1PM at Transmitter Park for a picnic potluck: bring something to share!
THAT’S NOT EVEN ALL! After the launch, at 7:30PM, we’ll be moving to Broken Land Bar to drink our feelings!
Mark your calendars, and if you’re planning on coming, RSVP here to let us know! And tell your friends! I can’t wait to see you there!!
I want to write an alternative version of Romeo and Juliet where instead of being a little ponce and trying to work things out for himself, Romeo asks his smarter friends what to do about the whole thing and Benvolio and Mercutio come up with the world’s greatest plan:
Marriage of convenience between Juliet and Mercutio.
Think about it.
Juliet’s parents want her to marry into the Prince’s family. Mercutio is a good compromise between no marriage and Paris.
Mercutio probably won’t get his inheritance if he keeps being HELLA FUCKING GAY ALL OVER THE PLACE so a beard is only a benefit to him.
They would probably get along great rolling their eyes at how adorably stupid Romeo is.
Romeo and Benvolio could get a “bachelor pad” right next to Juliet and Mercutio’s house. Every night, Romeo and Mercutio high five as they hop the fence to go bang their one true love.
The second half of the play is just all of them trying to keep up the charade and being “THIS CLOSE” to getting caught all the time. But everything ends nicely because true love conquers all.
Everybody wins. Nobody dies.