#samquin fic

[wiccamoody]

burnin' up (for you baby)

pairing: sam wilson/joaquín torres

rating: g

word count: 1.2k

summary: On a mission taking down an AIM cell, Joaquín gets shot.

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In Full Bloom

Hey! Here's my last fic I needed to write for @marveltrumpshate! It's a Samquin No Powers Soulmate AU with a twist - flowers grow whenever you see your soulmate. Enjoy! 🥰

In Full Bloom

| Pairing: SamQuin | Rated: T | WC: 6.2K |

Summary: Sam Wilson meets his second soulmate at the park. He... quickly runs away, setting Joaquín off on a quest to find Sam.

EXCERPT:

Sam remembered this feeling from the last time it had happened to him. Flowers. A sign of true love, perhaps. Soulmates, definitely. Soulmates. Sam. Might have. Another soulmate. He couldn’t have another soulmate, could he? Sam knew it was a possibility. People can have more than one soulmate. He had met people who have had more than one soulmate. His sister had recently met her own second soulmate. It was possible. Sam just. Sam never expected that he would ever have another soulmate. Not after Riley. It didn’t feel possible after Riley. Yet, here were the flowers. Here was the man. Here was proof beyond proof that something more was in Sam’s future, something Sam hadn’t expected in a million years despite the possibility of it. Here was another soulmate, right before Sam’s eyes. It was possible. It was fact.

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I’m longing for more of Joaquín calling Sam “angel” 🥹

💙 Mmm jules me too me too! 💙 So my brain said give Sam ALL the emotions and this is what happened. Um???????

The first time Joaquín called Sam ‘angel’ it was right before they jumped out the back of a plane. Sam looked at him with such shock that they both missed their cue. Then Bucky offered to give him a shove, and Sam snapped out of it. It was another successful mission for Captain America and the Falcon, and Joaquín forgot all about that moment before. Sam makes a specific unreadable expression whenever ‘angel’ slips off Joaquín’s tongue after that, but Joaquín doesn’t think much of it.

He finds Sam meticulously documenting his Cap suit, laid out on a table, sending pictures of damage to Shuri so she can tell him how to fix it. Joaquín saunters over to Sam’s side, leans probably too much into Sam’s space.

“How’r the wings, angel?”

Joaquín barely glances over the suit, looking at Sam instead. Sam has that soft smirk on his face, the same one Joaquín first saw when he was showing off a broken orbital. You’re lucky that’s all you got. Joaquín counts himself lucky any time Sam smiles. He still hasn’t figured out if the smirk is flirty or if Sam’s just always that cute.

“Had someone that used to call me that,” Sam says now. “Not sweet the way you do. It was a tease.” Sam’s pretty brown eyes sparkle when he looks at Joaquín. “He thought I was too caught up on following the rules.” Sam grins and shakes his head. “I told him if we were gonna strap on experimental jet packs and work covert ops nobody knew about, we should take whatever rules we could get and hang on to ‘em cause they might be what keeps us alive.”

“Yeah?” Joaquín leans on the table. “Any of those rules save your life?”

“One or two.”

Joaquín admires the curve of Sam’s cheekbones, the speckles on his lips, the smile that always looks like it’d taste so sweet. He finds Sam watching him and tries to recall what they were talking about.

“Any I should know?”

Sam holds his gaze for so long. It soothes Joaquín’s heart and sets it on fire at the same time.

“Yeah,” Sam murmurs. “Don’t lose track of your partner.”

Joaquín is ready to promise Sam the world right there. Then Sam grins.

“Cause he’s probably doing something brave and stupid, and needs you to rescue his ass.”

Joaquín breaks into a smile.

“Alright, so a few falling buildings got me by surprise,” Joaquín admits to Sam’s laughter. “But I think I’ve been savin’ you from tight spots more lately.”

Sam moves to fold up his suit and put it back in its case. When their eyes meet again, Joaquín knows there’s something more Sam’s not saying.

“Well. Lucky for me, you already knew that one.”

For a split second, Joaquín is certain that Sam’s going to kiss him. Then he’s out the door with his gear in tow, and Joaquín is left trying to remember how to breathe again.

He gets Sam back for that, but totally on accident. With a towel over his head, drying his hair instead of watching where he’s going, Joaquín collides with Sam outside the showers.

“Shit, sorry—”

“Hey, I was lookin’ for—”

Joaquín gets the towel wrangled off just in time to find Sam at a loss for words. Which doesn’t happen much. And Sam just keeps staring.

“Eyes up, angel,” Joaquín teases.

And Sam, just a little bit flustered, is a gorgeous sight. Joaquín is about to violate some personal space when Sam clears his throat.

“You get that from training?”

Sams eyes flick down to the bruise Joaquín forgot was painting his ribs.

“Oh, Bucky—”

“Bucky did that?”

“Easy, Cap, it was an accident! Bucky was just doing his tough-guy-coming-to-the-rescue routine but his elbow kinda caught…”

Sam raises an eyebrow, in total control of his cool again. Joaquín shrugs.

“Looks worse than it is.”

Maybe later Joaquín overhears Sam warning Bucky not to be so clumsy. Maybe Bucky’s retort sounds a lot like, gave you an excuse to do a full physical, Sam, should be thanking me. But all Joaquín actually witnesses is Sam socking Bucky in the arm, and Bucky whining about sensitive old bones. If his dreams that night star a guy that looks a helluva lot like Sam in a doctor’s coat, that’s nobody’s business but his own.

Sam’s an easy guy to flirt with, in the way that Joaquín just can’t help himself from trying for a peek at that gap-toothed smile. Sam’s not so easy to flirt with, in the way that he makes it so difficult to read what’s going on in his head. 

Joaquín devotes himself to finding the gaps, where Sam’s smiles should be but aren’t. That’s how he knows something’s wrong one afternoon even though Sam hasn’t said a damn thing, he’s just sticking pins in maps on the wall.

“Somethin’ on your mind, Sam?” Joaquín prompts as gently as he can. Sam’s jaw works for a moment before he answers.

“Cass had a big game today. His team qualified for finals.”

“You’ll catch another game. M’sure he knows that.”

“Kid’s not even upset. So used to me missin—” Sam’s words break off and he swallows, looks at a spot on the wall like he’ll burn a hole there. Joaquín wraps his arm around Sam’s shoulders without a second thought.

“Hey, it’s not like that. He knows you got big responsibilities you can’t get away from sometimes. If he’s not upset you’re not there, it’s cause he’s so proud of what you’re doin’ here.”

Sam’s big brown eyes have a watery shine when he looks at Joaquín.

“…How’d you know that?”

“Oh, angel.” Joaquín pulls Sam into a hug, holds him tight, searches for words.  “Even Captain America can’t be everywhere at once.” Pressed against Sam’s warm cheek, Joaquín feels Sam heave a sigh. “Yeah, I know, it’s real inconvenient for you and your big heart, but Cass wouldn’t want you splittin’ yourself in two! And neither do I.”

Sam chuckles softly into Joaquín’s shoulder, lets himself be held.

The next morning, Joaquín finds a new pair of combat goggles waiting with a note that Sam added a few things from him. It takes a while to get used to all the specs floating through his field of vision. He trips over a chair and then his own feet, which unfortunately Bucky sees. But all the shit he gets from Bucky over the next week is worth it when Sam throws an arm around each of them, his eyes sparkling with laughter. They’re the team Joaquín always hoped he would have.

It’s a standard mission no one was worried about when Joaquín gets knocked out of the sky. Sam was already on the ground, fighting his way through a bunch of goons, and Joaquín was coming to join him. It’s not a long fall. Just enough to knock the wind out of him. As the sky spins, he hears Sam calling for him, then the thud of Sam’s boots coming closer.

“Joaquín!”

“S’alright, angel,” he tries to answer but can’t tell if the words come out right. “M just considering a nap.”

“Jezus, baby.”

Then Sam’s pulling him up and Joaquín’s frowning at the lines of worry on Sam’s face. He makes every effort to hold his own weight without falling over.

“I’m good!” Joaquín shakes himself. He winks at Sam. “Good to go.”

They run back into the action together.

Sam’s on edge after that. Joaquín often finds Sam looking at him as he gears up for a mission, which he’d be happy about if Sam’s expression wasn’t so grim. There isn’t much he can do. Sam just gets so hard on himself sometimes. Joaquín knows this but Sam doesn’t usually let it show. It comes out anyway.

“I’m no goddamn angel!” Sam snaps. His anger so sudden, so random, it shocks Joaquín into silence.

“I’m not fucking perfect! My mistakes get people hurt. I know that. And I still can’t be perfect.”

Sam storms off without another word. Bucky offers Joaquín a look of sympathy before going after him. Joaquín blinks, tries not to get sick from the knot in his stomach. He goes home. Sam doesn’t answer the phone. Joaquín doesn’t get much sleep.

Sam shows up at his door the next morning. Joaquín wants so badly to hug him.

“I’m sorry, J.” Sam’s voice is rough around the edges. Joaquín invites him inside. “I wasn’t angry at you.”

“I know, Sam.”

“…I brought muffins. The really huge ones you like.”

Sam offers a crumpled paper bag and a hesitant smile. Joaquín grabs a couple plates, he lets Sam set up their little breakfast until the stiffness has eased from his shoulders. He listens to Sam chatter about nothing until his voice runs smooth. Joaquín reaches out to him, brushes the soft fabric of his t-shirt and feels the warmth of his skin underneath.

“Sam…”

“Hm?”

“You don’t have to,” Joaquín says gently. Sam hesitates.

“What?”

“You don’t have ta give me things. Just you is enough.”

The surprise on Sam’s face is enough to break Joaquín’s heart a little bit. He squeezes Sam’s shoulder and takes a fraction of a step closer.

“I—”

“You’re more than enough, angel.”

Joaquín leans their foreheads together. He closes his eyes and breathes in Sam’s closeness for the moment he has it. He finally asks.

“Sam, could I kiss—”

Then Sam’s lips are on his, and Sam’s impossibly more soft and warm and wonderful than Joaquín imagined. And he kisses like Joaquín is water in the desert. Joaquín tries desperately to give it back as good as he gets.

When they’re in Joaquín’s bed, melting into each other. When Joaquín leans over Sam, his whole body shuddering with the effort to not be overcome completely, to not be undone by just the feeling of Sam around him. When ‘angel’ is a plea at the end of a high-pitched whine.

“I have you, baby,” Sam murmurs. “Let go.”

And he does. And Sam holds him through it. And he thinks, distantly, that it must be so cold outside of Sam’s arms.

[wiccamoody]

let's go just enough

pairing: sam wilson/joaquín torres

rating: e

word count: 1.2k

summary: Sam and Joaquín sneak off together before Ross' speech at the White House.

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My Current Table of Contents

Maybe I'll change the banner for this at some point, but I thought I should post my Table of Contents for my AO3 works here:

Canon Divergence:

The Bucky Quest Saga, which tells the behind the scenes story between Sam and Bucky post-Captain America: the Winter Soldier through to The Falcon and the Winters Soldier and beyond that

A Captain and His Bucky which is what if Bucky was the original Captain America, Sam has been Captain America since the events Avengers Movie, Steve Rogers is the Winter Soldier, and Sam found Bucky thawing from a chunk of ice in SHIELD headquarters during the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier and has now taken him in to help him navigate life in the future

My Aaron Davis/Peter B. Parker Fake Marriage Enemies to Lovers Fic You're a Sunflower (I Think Your Love Would Be Too Much)

My Heimdall/Sam Wilson Post-TFATWS Fic Series, Loving Are All-Seeing Men and Midgardian Captains

Sam Wilson finds himself in a very strange game show with some asshole named Bucky Barnes, The Marriage Game

Two clubbing feelings with porn SamBucky fics. One that happens post-TWS during Bucky's European Tour and one that happens during the black market art auction nightclub scene in TFATWS. The fics titles, as well as this collection title, are based on lines in the song hand crushed by a mallet by 100 gecs, I didn’t get to tell you goodbye

A story about Sam and Bucky finding out that Sam's dead husband Riley is a Winter Soldier, Captain America, The White Wolf, and the Winter Soldier

A story about Bucky hearing Sam truly laugh for the first and a bonus series of vignettes about Bucky's twenty-three goats and their pun names, Sam and Bucky's Cabin

Time After Time, or my Sorcerer Supreme Sam Canon Divergence Fic

Back in the Gulf, where Sam Wilson tries to figure out where he fits in the world post-blip and if he wants Bucky Barnes to be part of his life.

My All Caps fic, sometimes that's all we need, an Endgame Canon Divergence where everyone lived, no one went old and went to the past, and Steve and Bucky are competing for Captain America Sam Wilson's love and attention

Fantasy AUs:

My Fantasy/Medieval/Arranged Marriage AU, Golden is the Sun

His Wingless Stranger, which is a "What if WWII Bucky fell off that train into a world that spliced Tomorrowland with Hiyao Miyazaki and Sam lived in a future society where everyone has wings?"

My Zombie AU, ESCAPE TO WAKANDA

My Apothecary Meets Prince Who Accidentally Becomes His Apprentice Fic Series, The White Wolf Apothecary

My Star Wars AU, Star Wars Episode IV.V: The Phantom Hookup

Fairytale AU, The Little White Wolf

A story about monster Hunter Joaquín meets Vampire Sam and Werewolf Bucky in a bar, Joaquín Torres Monster Hunter

The Two Strangers, A post-apocalyptic future western SamBucky AU on a different planet

My Practical Magic inspired AU, Impractical Magic

No Powers AUs:

My Single All the Way AU, A No Snow Christmas

My Popstar AU, The Only Thing That I Refuse to Forget

My one fantastic impromptu date fic, A Night With You

My airport chase confession fic My Best Friend's Brother

My Anthologies:

The SamBucky Halloween 2021 Anthology I made for the SamBucky Halloween 2021 event the SamBucky Library is hosting

The WinterFalcon Week 2021 I participated in that's being hosted by the WinterFalcon Week tumble

The Nine Short Dates with Sam and Bucky ficlet series I made

The Sambtember Ficlets and Drabble Anthology I created for the Samtember event hosted by the Sam Wilson Fest tumblr

The Kinktober Collection 2021;

Water They Waiting For anthology series. It's 9 writers, 19 stories, and a lot of sexual tension involving water

My ongoing installments for Fleur de Louve Month2021

My SamBuckyTorres anthology, Captains and Falcons and White Wolves, Or My!

My collection of three fics for the MYSU Holiday Gift Exchange 2021!

My collection of fics based on the SamBucky Library's Candy Hearts Event 2022, SamBucky Library's Candy Hearts Event 2022 Fic Anthology

My collection of stories inspired by my the Daily SamBucky Fluff Diary on my tumblr, The Daily SamBucky Fluff Diary Auxiliary Stories

My collection of fics based on the 2 card of the MYSU Valentine's Day Bingo 2022, MYSU Valentine's Day Bingo 2022 Fic Anthology

My collection of fics based on the photos in post by hot-chocolates-world on tumblr, The Tush Collection

My collection for the SamBucky AU Week 2022, My SamBucky AU Week 2022 Collection

My collection of Drabbles and Ficlets for Samtember 2022

My collection of WinterFalcon Bingo Round Two 2022-2023 Bingo Fills 

My collection of fills for SamBucky Halloween Bingo 2022

My collection of fills for the Sam Wilson Bingo Round 2

My SamBucky One-Shots!

My Other One-Shots!

[thatmexisaurusrex]

I have such a fun Samquin No Powers Soulmate AU fic that I'm finishing up 😆

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So, I'm Doing Marvel Trumps Hate 2022

Oh gosh, they chose my goofiest banner 😂 I'm kind of in love with it, but I didn't think they'd choose it 🤣 Anyways, hey, people! I'm doing Marvel Trumps Hate! It's my first time and I have two auctions:

Auction 1025

My SamBucky, SamBuckyquin, or Samquin Auction. Bidding will start at $5 for 1K. Bidding $10 will add 1K, but after that, every $5 will be 500 words with a cap of 15K. For example:

$5 - 1K $10 - 2K $15 - 2.5K $20 - 3K

I'm open to tooth-Rotting Fluff, Crack Treated Seriously, Fantasy AU, Canon Divergence, No Powers AU, but I'm also open to prompts such as:

Fake Dating

Huddle for Warmth

Angel/Demon AU

Enemy Soulmates

Bodega/Corner Store AU

Courtship/Arranged Marriage

Days in Delacroix

Persephone/Hades AU

Hurt/Comfort

Auction 2012

My Aaron Davis/Peter B. Parker Rair Pair Auction. Bidding will start at $5 for 1K. Bidding $10 will add 1K, but after that, every $5 will be 500 words with a cap of 15K as well.

I'm open to tooth-Rotting Fluff, Crack Treated Seriously, Fantasy AU, Canon Divergence, No Powers AU as well as the prompts below:

Fake Dating

Huddle for Warmth

Angel/Demon AU

Enemy Soulmates

Bodega/Corner Store AU

Courtship/Arranged Marriage

Days in Delacroix

Persephone/Hades AU

Hurt/Comfort

Check out the auction pages for more information and definitely check out the over 200 other creators that have offerings for this event! There are so many fantastic people making things, I highly rec reading the entire list of creators and seeing who you'd like to bid on!

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SO I MADE A SAMQUIN VAMPIRE FIC

SO I MADE A SAMQUIN VAMPIRE FIC. IT'S ABOUT A MAPLE SYRUP VAMPIRE. IT'S INSPIRED BY A FEW THINGS, BUT ESPECIALLY this post about how male mosquitoes drink tree sap. ENJOY THE FIC!

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Sweet Tooth

| Pairing: Sam Wilson/Joaquín Torres | Rating: E | WC: 4K |

Summary: Sam might have a crush on the regular who puts too much maple syrup on his pancakes at Wilson Family Diner.

Excerpt:

“The who?” said Sam, putting the Wilson Family Diner apron on, raising an eyebrow, Sarah pointing him out in the corner, the celebratory beat of “Dancing in the Streets” covering their little talk, watching as the man kept pouring maple syrup on those pancakes. Obsidian hair, curling at the end. Circular reading glasses. A button-down showing just a peak that accentuated the man’s handsome features. The man sat at the same place every night. And Sam probably should know more about him by now, especially since he knew the rest of the regulars well, but he just didn’t. He wanted to, but he seemed to always think, “Maybe next time,” snatching glances at the man whenever he could. “Sweet Tooth. Comes in every night. Orders maple syrup with a side of pancakes,” said Sarah.

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