Man like idek

Sometimes I write things. Sometimes I scream about ships. At times, both.

[fingergunzz]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 2/6 Fandom: Masters of the Air (TV 2024) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gale "Buck" Cleven/John Clarence "Bucky" Egan Characters: Gale "Buck" Cleven, John Clarence "Bucky" Egan, Robert "Rosie" Rosenthal, Harry Crosby, John B. "Jack" Kidd, Ken Lemmons, Curtis Biddick Additional Tags: Period-Typical Homophobia, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, But also somehow, Canon Compliant, at least until the epilogue of episode 9, hand-wavey explanations of how old-timey technology works, anything I get wrong about the show is intentional canon divergence, not me not remembering, Bucky Has Self-Worth Issues, Buck can't handle his own feelings, until he can, no beta we die like curt, not a songfic, but not not a songfic, Canon-Typical Violence, the only thing more egregious than my comma use is my use italics, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Smut, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, thigh fucking, Fluff, Slow Burn, but they also bang in chapter one, Unreliable Narrator Summary:

Buck puts his hand on his shoulder and pushes him back down, "I think you've had enough tonight, Bucky. How 'bout we get some fresh air?"

Normally, his first instinct would be to drink _more_, just to be contrary, but not with Buck. He likes the undivided attention Buck gives him and the heavy feeling of his hand on his shoulder, so he'll do what Buck asks.

Bucky's head falls back against the booth as he smiles at Buck, "That's usually my line. You tryin' to get me alone, sweetheart?"

Buck huffs a laugh at the harmless flirtation, "Shoot, Bucky, you found me out."

Warmth starts to bloom from Bucky's chest, creeping up his neck and into his cheeks, his smile threatens to split his face. He hopes that Buck just thinks it's the alcohol, shit, _he_ hopes it's just the alcohol.

Or:

I lost my damn mind and did a cannon rewrite from Bucky's POV

[lucytara]

anyway the actual point of fandom is to inspire each other. reading each other's fics and admiring each other's art and saying wow i love this and i feel something and i want to invoke this in other people, i want to write a sentence that feels like a meteor shower, i want to paint a kiss with such tenderness it makes you ache, i want to create something that someone else somewhere will see it and think oh, i need to do that too, right now. i am embracing being a corny cunt on main to say inspiring each other is one of the things humanity is best at and one of the things fandom is built for and i think that's beautiful

[fingergunzz]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/6 Fandom: Masters of the Air (TV 2024) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gale "Buck" Cleven/John Clarence "Bucky" Egan Characters: Gale "Buck" Cleven, John Clarence "Bucky" Egan, Robert "Rosie" Rosenthal, Harry Crosby, John B. "Jack" Kidd, Ken Lemmons, Curtis Biddick Additional Tags: Period-Typical Homophobia, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, But also somehow, Canon Compliant, at least until the epilogue of episode 9, hand-wavey explanations of how old-timey technology works, anything I get wrong about the show is intentional canon divergence, not me not remembering, Bucky Has Self-Worth Issues, Buck can't handle his own feelings, until he can, no beta we die like curt, not a songfic, but not not a songfic, Canon-Typical Violence, the only thing more egregious than my comma use is my use italics, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Smut, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, thigh fucking, Fluff, Slow Burn, but they also bang in chapter one Summary:

Buck puts his hand on his shoulder and pushes him back down, "I think you've had enough tonight, Bucky. How 'bout we get some fresh air?"

Normally, his first instinct would be to drink _more_, just to be contrary, but not with Buck. He likes the undivided attention Buck gives him and the heavy feeling of his hand on his shoulder, so he'll do what Buck asks.

Bucky's head falls back against the booth as he smiles at Buck, "That's usually my line. You tryin' to get me alone, sweetheart?"

Buck huffs a laugh at the harmless flirtation, "Shoot, Bucky, you found me out."

Warmth starts to bloom from Bucky's chest, creeping up his neck and into his cheeks, his smile threatens to split his face. He hopes that Buck just thinks it's the alcohol, shit, _he_ hopes it's just the alcohol.

Or:

I lost my damn mind and did a cannon rewrite from Bucky's POV

[boxalienist]

“You were the chosen one.

It was said that you would destroy the Sith, not join them.

Bring balance to the force... not leave it in darkness.”

- Obi-Wan Kenobi (Revenge of the Sith)

Inspiration: Saint John the Evangelist's Vision of Jerusalem Alonso Cano (1601–1667)

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[senatorgana]

x.

[ooowyn]

in another universe we could have had it all

[petitcroc]

lil buddy

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

What if you loved me so much it literally undoomed me haha jk unless

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

What if I had so much faith in you it literally reshaped the narrative into a happy ending HAHA JK UNLESS

[starkiller-009]

[roppppppop]

[rentonotnerd]

take away your infinite sadness, bury it with a thousand kisses

[ooowyn]

hold me tighter

[ma-works]

[schrissdd]

eyes are up here ✨

[zamn01]

VADERWANNNNN🔥🔥🔥

[reebmiester]

your honour their married and thats their child