steve rogers: believe it or not, it’s kind of hard to find someone with shared life experience
*10 minutes later*
bucky barnes: yes hello, it is I
seriously though
bucky says you can’t die if you’re wearing the wrong dog tags (“it’s just not allowed”), and it’s part-joke, part-superstition, part-something else he can’t name
they start trading dog tags before missions as a silent promise to each other that they’ll both make it back in one piece, and eventually, they just stop trading back. something about carrying bucky’s name against his skin makes steve feel safer, braver
when bucky falls he takes steve’s name with him into the abyss instead of his own
steve still has bucky’s name around his neck when they pull him out of the ice
#(see? bucky says—years later; after the ice. after the torture. after the ruin and the war.) #(what did i tell you kid. my name around your neck—i’m not gonna let you die.) #(yeah? steve asks. his palm pressed over the place where bucky’s heart is beating.) #(and what about my name around yours?) #(bucky considers. touches the metal; metal fingertips.) #(your name? he says. slowly.) #(your name will bring me back from the dead.) (from srgebarnes)
oh my god but imagine the avengers playing never have i ever with shots and it progresses into a game purely about sex
and it starts out pretty tame like “never have i ever kissed someone of the same gender” but it gets wilder and wilder until it’s like “never have i ever had a fist up my ass”
and steve
keeps
drinking
and eventually it get so kinky even tony has to stop but steve keeps going and eventually it’s a game of who can think up the dirtiest sex act and they see if steve’s done it
and then one of them says something really filthy and right as steve takes the shot bucky walks in and hears it and says “oh yeah that was in that back alley in ‘39 i remember that”
never have I ever gotten my OWN fist up my ass
*drink*