Thank you all so much for participating in the first ever Star Spangled Big Bang. You can see all of our fabulous works in the collection, as well as a few WIPs that will be finished soon. We hope to see you next year. Without further adieu, here are links to the master posts for this year’s creations!
Forgotten by @pinkybitesu and @sarah-the-artiste
Sam Wilson/Steve Rogers
Post-TWS Omegaverse, Rated E
Liminal by @nachodiablo and @reebmiester
Sam Wilson/Steve Rogers
Post-EG Time Travel Fix-It, Rated E
Little Treasures by ToTheWolves and @sarah-the-artiste
Thor/Steve Rogers
Unplanned Pregnancy Omegaverse, Rated E
Mechanical Heartlines by @marvelousmoons and C.Art
Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Joaquin Torres/Sam Wilson
Cap!Sam & Retired!Steve, Not Rated
Navigating the Fog by @geeky-writes and @nivellesart
Bucky Barnes & Team
Post-TWS Found Family, Rated M
On the edge of living by @bangyababy and @ursasero
Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson/Natasha Romanov
Accidental Baby Acquisition, Rated E
Power Play by @onthecyberseas and @ohstars
Sam Wilson/Steve Rogers
Hockey AU, Rated T
Ray of Light by @humapuma and @ohstars
Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers
Unplanned Pregnancy Omegaverse, Rated E
The Secrets That We Keep by @jurassicworjd and @rufferto9
Ned Leeds/Peter Parker, Clint Barton & Peter Parker
Secret Child/Parent, Rated T
Soft, Sassy, and Sweet by @buckybarnesdeservestobehappy and @yelenamybelova
Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov /Sam Wilson
Post-TWS Recovery, Rated E
Where the Sun Sails and the Moon Walks by @saddaughter16 and @velociraptorerin-art
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader x Poe Dameron x Ben Solo
Word Count: 2230
Square Filled: Crossover
Warnings: Multipairing. Some swearing.
Summary: Bucky gets launched into a whole new galaxy and meets a new friend to help him adjust to life on an alien planet.
A/N this is written for my darling friend @everythingisoverrated. she wanted some fluff and couldn't decide who she wanted it for. Also written for @star-spangled-bingo SSB2021
Bucky Barnes is still getting used to his surroundings. Waking up in the 21st century had been strange enough. But being launched into a completely different galaxy? That’ll really deep fry someone’s noodle.
The thing that helps the most? You.
You found him in that alley on Coruscant, taking him back to your apartment. You’ve been nothing but kind to him, treating him like an actual person, not questioning his metal arm, never treating him differently. When, months later, he told you his past, what happened to him, you didn’t run away screaming, you hugged him tightly, promising that all of that was behind him. He didn’t have to be the Winter Soldier anymore. Of all the things that you could have told him, that was the one thing that made him break down and sob like a baby.
You healed him. The cracks aren’t gone, will never be invisible, you’ve simply filled them in with something better, stronger.
It takes him a stupid amount of time to realize that you’re more than just a friend to him. You occupy his soul, bringing a blinding light into the darkness. The shadows of winter are gone, replaced with summer and warmth and sunshine, buttery yellow that just hits the best ways.
Months. That’s how long he suppresses his feelings for you, content to just be around you. Then, one night, you’re curled up against his side, laughing at a show he still doesn’t quite understand, but he’s happy to watch it with you. You look up at him, your eyes so pretty, so soft. He could get lost in them forever if you’d let him. And sometimes, like now, he thinks you just might.
“You’re staring.” He whispers, never mind the fact that so is he.
You smile softly, lifting a hand to brush his long hair back. “Just admiring.” You reply, thumb brushing gently over his cheekbone.
“Are you getting sentimental on me?” He teases and you grin, pushing yourself up. It’s nothing new for you to tell him how pretty he is, or all the little things you love about him.
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” You swing your leg over his lap, straddling him and his heart knocks loudly against his sternum. “Bucky?” You whisper, cupping his face and letting your fingers braid through his hair.
“Uh- uh-huh?” He flounders like a damn fish.
“Can I kiss you? Would that be okay?” You ask and he nods like an idiot.
“Yeah. I mean… if you want to.” He corrects himself, feeling like a 16-year-old kid again, totally inexperienced and stupid.
You tilt your head, pressing your soft lips against his, gentle at first, testing to see how he reacts. When he opens his mouth for you, you deepen the kiss, inching closer. You drop your shoulders, holding his face right where you want him. His big arms encircle you, rubbing up your back and holding you against him. Your tongue licks into his mouth and a groan bubbles up before he can stop himself.
You pull away slowly, smiling to yourself. “Hi.” You mumble and he grins, truly happy for the first time in a long time.
“Hi.”
***
Things go perfectly for months. Bucky gets a job working mechanics on a big spaceship-no, wait. Here, they’re called starships. It takes him a little bit to get the hang of it, but he’s good with his hands.
He meets you at home every day, together you make dinner and talk about all kinds of nonsense. He’s never bored with you.
But then one day, you’re late. His stomach twists uncomfortably. Did something happen to you? He paces in front of the couch, biting into his lower lip as he worries.
He doesn’t relax until he hears your keys jangle outside the front door. An hour late. He rushes to it, opening it with a whoosh, relief only lasting for a split second. You’re supporting a body against your side, arm pulled taut across your shoulders.
“Help.” You say, looking at the unconscious man next to you.
Bucky grabs his other arm, supporting most of his weight as he guides him to the couch. “What happened?” He asks, checking for a pulse. The man’s face is bloody, cuts and scrapes everywhere.
“He just fell out of the sky in front of me. Probably fell out of a speeder, but, I started to call for an ambulance and he said no. I couldn’t just leave him to d-die, Bucky.” You hiccup and Bucky turns to you. “I remember you said you trained with medics somewhere, on your home planet?”
“Baby, I don’t think it’s the same thing.” He frowns. You turn away, trying to hide the fresh tears. Something sinks heavily in his stomach. “Do you know him?” He asks.
You shake your head. “No. I’ve never seen him before. One second there was nothing, and then I tripped over him.” You mumble.
“Okay. I’ll do what I can. Get the kit from the fresher.” He says, pointing you away. You scramble and he starts checking the man over. His dark, curly hair is matted with blood, but everything looks superficial.
His eyes flutter open and he gasps, trying to sit up. “Whoa, easy, pal,” Bucky says, holding his shoulder to keep him down. “You’re okay.”
“The girl?” He groans.
“She’s here. What’s your name?”
“Poe. Poe Dameron.” He slumps back, eyes fluttering closed.
You rush back in, case in your trembling hands. “Found it.” You kneel next to Bucky, handing him the case. Poe turns his head to you,
“Thank you.” He mumbles. You touch his shoulder gently and he relaxes.
Bucky dresses his cuts, cleaning them and making sure they aren’t any deeper. Poe doesn’t protest, so Bucky assumes he passed out again. You haven’t said a word, but Bucky can still feel the tension rolling off you.
“He looks good, doesn’t seem to be anything broken. You did good, doll.” He brushes your hair back, smiling at you. You fling your arms around his neck, holding tight.
“I love you.” You whisper and Bucky can’t help but smile.
“I love you, too, sweetheart. Come on. You need something to eat.” He says, pulling you up and guiding you to the kitchen. “Have a seat.”
You sink into the chair and he starts pulling out things for a simple sandwich. “I’m sorry I scared you.” You say finally and he smiles at you over his shoulder.
“I can get over it now. I’m just glad you’re okay.” He says, setting the plate in front of you. You offer him half and bite into it, eyes closing happily.
“How do you make sandwiches taste so good?” You ask. He chuckles.
“It’s the magic.” He says. He glances at the couch, his mind still focused on you. He needs your laugh. “Is it just me, or is he a bit pretty?” He asks and you crack, laughing quietly.
“Hadn’t noticed.”
“Really? How could you not?” Bucky teases. He pulls you into his chest as he leans against the counter.
“Bucky Barnes. You’re such a tease.” You laugh.
Bucky can see the moment Poe pushes himself up, looking around. He doesn’t say anything, just lets him get oriented.
He makes his way slowly into the kitchen, looking around. “Hi.” He says awkwardly and you look over at him.
“Hi.” You smile.
***
Poe fits in nicely with Bucky’s new little family. He’s funny, sarcastic, devoted. You seem to bring that out in people.
Bucky never thought he’d be interested in sharing the love of his life, but he loves Poe just as much as he loves you. It’s a comfortable balance.
You work with each other well, falling into an easy routine that masks the passion you feel for each other.
His life is complete. He has you, he has Poe, a roof over his head, a family. There’s no one shooting at him, the nightmares have finally stopped. How can things get any better?
***
One year later.
“Poe should be home soon.” You comment, feet resting in Bucky’s lap as you scroll through your holopad.
“Yes. And when he comes home, we’ll start dinner.” Bucky teases.
“But I’m hungry now.” You complain.
“Naturally. One of these days, we’re gonna have to show you the power of waiting.” He sighs. You toss your holopad on the table, pulling yourself into his lap. His big hands settle on your thighs as you look down at him.
“I waited my whole life for you. And then I waited for Poe. Do I really have to wait longer?” You pout and Bucky sighs loudly. He runs a hand through his newly cut hair.
“Ten minutes.” He bargains.
You groan, sinking backward. He laughs exasperatedly, holding you tighter as you stretch down his legs. “That’s forever.”
“It is not. He won’t be much longer.” He promises, hoping he’s right.
“Are you trying to starve me?” You whine.
Jesus, he loves you. “Maybe I just want you ravenous.” He teases, squeezing your thighs.
You squeal, lurching upright and grabbing at his wrists to try and stop him from tickling you. “Bucky!”
“Sh, wait. Listen.” He pauses and you can hear Poe out in the hallway. He’s talking to someone.
“Hi.” He says and Bucky can hear that stupid charming smile.
“Hi.” A deeper voice responds.
“Poe Dameron.” He introduces and you share a look with Bucky.
“Ben Solo.” The voice replies and Bucky stands up, lifting you with him and he carries you to the door, letting you slide down before he opens it.
“There you are. We’re wasting away to nothing in here.” Bucky complains and you snort.
“And you think I’m dramatic?” You say coolly and his jaw drops.
“Guys, this is our new neighbor. Ben Solo.” Poe says, his eyes scanning your faces before looking back at the tall man. His dark fluffy hair hangs down to his shoulders, his eyes alert and intelligent. All broad shoulders and thick thighs.
“Bucky Barnes. This is Y/N.” He says, holding out his hand to shake. Ben shakes it firmly, smiling down at you.
“Wanna join us for dinner?” You ask softly.
“I’d love to.” Ben agrees.
Okay. So, Bucky can make a little more space.
***
The fresh smell of paint is finally starting to fade. The windows have been opened to let the fumes out and the decorations replaced. Ben’s apartment has been enveloped by the trio’s, now a quartet.
Surely, Bucky has to be running out of space in his heart.
He walks from the large new kitchen to the door of the master bedroom, pivoting on his heel and walking back.
“She’s allowed to be late.” Poe reminds him, stretched out on the couch.
“I don’t like it,” Bucky grumbles. Ben, sitting in the armchair and working off his holopad, nods.
“It’s not like her.” He agrees.
“Stop getting all worked up. She just had a long day, that’s all. She probably stopped at that cart for her drink. The line is always long at this time of day.” Poe reasons.
Bucky groans and leans over the back of the couch, dropping his head onto Poe’s stomach. His long fingers thread through Bucky’s hair, playing with the strands.
The door hisses open and Bucky jerks his head up, watching you walk in. Your shoulders are tense, nearly rising to your ears. You kick off your shoes, holding up a bag of take-out containers.
“Brought home dinner.” You say softly. Bucky makes his way to you, taking the bag out of your trembling hands.
“Hi.” He cups your face, searching your expression. Something’s wrong.
“Hi.” Your voice breaks, chin trembles.
“Oh, sweetheart.” He sighs, wrapping you in his big arms.
“I didn’t g-get it.” You mumble into his chest.
“Want me to go beat them up?” Poe offers, laying his own hand on your back. You nod, twisting your head to look at him. “You got it, Princess.” He smiles softly.
“Bunch of idiots,” Ben mutters, wrapping his arms around you from behind and kissing your shoulder. “Tell me they didn’t give the promotion to Brenda.” He rolls his eyes and you stay quiet. “Oh come on!”
You give a watery chuckle.
“Brenda? She’s the fucking worst. I say you quit. See how good Brenda is at her job when you’re not doing it for her.” Ben huffs.
“What do you want to do, doll?” Bucky asks.
“Can we eat in bed? I just wanna be with you all.” You sniffle.
“Of course, sweetheart.” Poe agrees. “Go get comfy.” He kisses your forehead and you disentangle from Bucky and Ben. They take the food into the kitchen to plate it while you go into the brand new bedroom.
They bring the plates and drinks into the bedroom and you’re in the middle of the massive bed, in your pajamas, knees tucked up to your chest. Bucky climbs in on your left, Poe on your right, and Ben next to him. Everyone adjusted and comfortable, Bucky hands you the remote.
“Pick something to watch, doll.” He says, resting his forehead against your shoulder. Ben is playing with your hair, his arm draped around Poe’s shoulders. Poe has your hand in his, rubbing small circles on the back of it.
You turn on the tv, settling back to be comfortable, surrounded by the people you love most.
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[Comic panel in the above graphic is from Ant Man: Scott Lang (2015) Vol. 1]
PIP: It's ... a demon ... I saw an evil demon frighten a bunch of children!
SAYAKA: Defenseless children?
PIP: Yes, defenseless children!
SAYAKA: Bloomin' heck, Pip! We've got to do something.
PIP: I agree, but I wouldn't know where to start.
SAYAKA: You can start by telling me where this happened.
PIP: I was...
PIP fans himself and begins to wheeze.
SAYAKA: Focus Pip, focus! Where did it happen?
PIP: a supermarket! That's right - a supermarket!
SAYAKA springs up and begins to run.
EXT. A ROAD - CONTINUOUS
SAYAKA rushes along the street, followed by PIP. They take a short cut through some back gardens, jumping fences along the way.
EXT. A SUPERMARKET - SHORTLY AFTER
HOMURA AKECHI, a vile demon, terrorises two children.
SAYAKA, closely followed by PIP, rushes towards HOMURA, but suddenly stops in her tracks.
PIP: What is is? What's the matter?
SAYAKA: That's not just any old demon, that's Homura Akemi!
PIP: Who's Homura Akemi?
SAYAKA: Who's Homura Akemi? Who's Homura Akemi? Only the most vile demon in the universe!
PIP: Blinkin' knickers, Sayaka! We're going to need some help if we're going to stop the most vile demon in the universe!
SAYAKA: You can say that again.
PIP: Blinkin' knickers, Sayaka! We're going to need some help if we're going to stop the most vile demon in the universe!
SAYAKA: I'm going to need swords, lots of swords.
Homura turns and sees Sayaka and Pip. She grins an evil grin.
HOMURA: Sayaka Miki, we meet again.
PIP: You've met?
SAYAKA: Yes. It was a long, long time ago...
EXT. A PARK - BACK IN TIME
A young SAYAKA is sitting in a park listening to some pop music, when suddenly a dark shadow casts over her.
She looks up and sees HOMURA. She takes off her headphones.
HOMURA: Would you like some cookies?
SAYAKA's eyes light up, but then he studies HOMURA more closely, and looks uneasy.
SAYAKA: I don't know, you look kind of vile.
HOMURA: Me? No. I'm not vile. I'm the least vile demon in the world.
SAYAKA: Wait, you're a demon?
SAYAKA runs away, screaming.
EXT. A SUPERMARKET - PRESENT DAY
HOMURA: You were a coward then, and you are a coward now.
PIP (To SAYAKA): You ran away?
SAYAKA (To PIP): I was a young child. What was I supposed to do?
SAYAKA turns to HOMURA.
SAYAKA: I may have run away from you then, but I won't run away this time!
SAYAKA runs away.
She turns back and shouts.
SAYAKA: I mean, I am running away, but I'll be back - with swords.
HOMURA: I'm not scared of you.
SAYAKA: You should be.
INT. HAMSTEAD HEATH, LONDON - LATER THAT DAY
SAYAKA and PIP walk around searching for something.
SAYAKA: I feel sure I left my swords somewhere around here.
PIP: Are you sure? It does seem like an odd place to keep deadly swords.
SAYAKA: You know nothing Pip Pirrup.
PIP: We've been searching for ages. I really don't think they're here.
Suddenly, HOMURA appears, holding a pair of swords.
HOMURA: Looking for something?
PIP: Crikey, Sayaka, she's got your swords.
SAYAKA: Tell me something I don't already know!
PIP: The earth's circumference at the equator is about 40,075 km.
SAYAKA: I know that already!
PIP: I'm afraid of sausages.
HOMURA(appalled): Dude!
While HOMURA is looking at PIP with disgust, SAYAKA lunges forward and grabs her deadly swords. He wields them, triumphantly.
SAYAKA: Prepare to die, you vile carrot!
HOMURA: No please! All I did was frighten a bunch of children!
PITTOO enters, unseen by any of the others.
SAYAKA: I cannot tolerate that kind of behaviour! Those children were defenceless! Well now they have a defender - and that's me! Sayaka Miki defender of innocent children.
HOMURA: Don't hurt me! Please!
SAYAKA: Give me one good reason why I shouldn't use these swords on you right away!
HOMURA: Because Sayaka, I am your mother.
SAYAKA looks stunned for a few moments, but then collects herself.
SAYAKA: No you're not!
HOMURA: Ah well, it had to be worth a try.
HOMURA tries to grab the swords but SAYAKA dodges out of the way.
SAYAKA: Who's the mummy now? Huh? Huh?
Unexpectedly, HOMURA slumps to the ground.
PIP: Did she just faint?
SAYAKA: Did she just faint?
SAYAKA: I think so. Well that's disappointing. I was rather hoping for a more dramatic conclusion, involving my deadly swords.
SAYAKA crouches over HOMURA's body.
PIP: Be careful, Sayaka. It could be a trick.
SAYAKA: No, it's not a trick. It appears that... It would seem... Homura Akemi is dead!
Pip: What?
SAYAKA:Yes, it appears that I scared her to death.
PIP claps his hands.
PIP: So your swords did save the day, after all.
PITTOO steps forward.
PITTOO: Is it true? Did you kill the vile demon?
SAYAKA: Pittoo how long have you been...?
PITTOO puts his arm around SAYAKA.
PITTOO: Long enough.
SAYAKA: Then you saw it for yourself. I killed Homura Akemi.
PITTOO: Then the children are safe?
SAYAKA: It does seem that way!
A crowd of vulnerable children enter, looking relived.
PITTOO: You are their hero.
The children bow to SAYAKA.
SAYAKA: There is no need to bow to me. I seek no worship. The knowledge that Homura Akemi will never frighten children ever again, is enough for me.
PITTOO: You are humble as well as brave!
One of the children passes SAYAKA a mystical necklace
PITTOO: I think they want you to have it, as a symbol of their gratitude.
SAYAKA: I couldn't possibly.
Pause.
SAYAKA: Well, if you insist.
SAYAKA takes the necklace.
SAYAKA: Thank you.
The children bow their heads once more, and leave.
SAYAKA turns to PITTOO.
SAYAKA: Does this mean you want me back?
PITTOO: Oh, Sayaka, of course I want you back!
SAYAKA smiles for a few seconds, but then looks defiant.
SAYAKA: Well you can't have me.
PITTOO: WHAT?
SAYAKA: You had no faith in me. You had to see my scare a demon to death before you would believe in me. I don't want a lover like that.
PITTOO: But...
SAYAKA: Please leave. I want to spend time with the one person who stayed with me through thick and thin - my best friend, Pip.
PIP grins.
PITTOO: But...
PIP: You heard the lady. Now be off with you. Skidaddle! Shoo!
PITTOO: Sayaka?
SAYAKA: I'm sorry Pittoo, but I think you should skidaddle.
PITTOO leaves.
PIP turns to SAYAKA.
PIP: Did you mean that? You know ... that I'm your best friend?
SAYAKA: Of course you are!
The two walk off arm in arm.
Suddenly PIP stops.
PIP: When I said I'm afraid of sausages, you know I was just trying to distract the demon don't you?