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Prompt Post 1

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At least one of the characters in your prompt must have been in Captain America: The First Avenger or Captain America: The Winter Soldier.

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[fill] Sea Change (1/?, Steve/Bucky, A/B/O)

[personal profile] amandajean 2014-04-18 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
And with that, I fell headlong into the Cap fandom. Once this is done, I'll give it an edit and throw it up on ao3.


Bucky navigated the days after his rescue like he was in the dark, using the routine of military as the walls he'd feel along in his hunt for a light switch or a door. Nothing sat right, in that same distant way that sleep deprivation didn't sit right. Everything smelled cold, everything tasted like air or his own saliva, and only the muscle memory of breaking down and reassembling his rifle seemed to ground him at all.

When he dreamed at night in the barracks, it was always needles. Needles, the claustrophobic squeeze of straps.

Needles. Straps. Name, rank, serial number. He kept himself busy so he wouldn't have to dream too much during those first few days back.
By the end of the week, when Bucky could smell the smoke from the makeshift campfires again, the shitty coffee used to douse them lingering in the ashes, he got his first real whiff of Steve Rogers since before he'd shipped out.

Bucky's body locked up like the brace before a fall, but he stayed upright. Steve, sensing none of it or happy to ignore it, was matching his stride to Bucky's on their way to the mess, in uniform but his helmet elsewhere. He was saying something, his same cheery but mild small talk that he'd kept up over the last few days, little pauses so Bucky could say his piece if he liked, but Bucky's shocked blood was rushing in his ears and drowning out the words.

The smell of his sweat, of his damned pheromones, was entirely new. He knew what Steve smelled like, wasn't likely to forget it after it seeped into his own clothes and his bag and their shared furniture back in Brooklyn. Steve smelled—weakly—of an omega. Rich, buttery, what Bucky had started to think of as homey. He had since they were kids, and it barely changed during what passed for Steve's puberty.

Now there wasn't anything soft or weak or homey about him. He smelled like alpha, like the bite of wintergreen in the air, almost alkaline.

Bucky's steps only faltered for a second, and then he was walking normally, the mess a few yards away. Just once he breathed so deep his nostrils flared. In his peripheral, Steve's body was a head—two heads—taller than it should have been.

"They sure did a number on you," Bucky offered, some tension or accusation in it. The smell was like a veil that had settled over him, maddening, impossible to ignore.

Steve's head dipped down a little, chin nearly touching his chest, but then he lifted it. "Yeah," he agreed.

That was all they ever said, all they'd ever have time to say, about Steve Rogers' new designation. Bucky was going to make some crack about it, the same way he'd made a crack or two about Steve's new body, once he could find it in the shuffled deck of cards that was his mind.

Steve entered the mess first. Bucky took a moment to rub his tight throat where his scent glands had perked up like they had any right to respond to Steve. His fingers and palm slid across the bristle of stubble, and Bucky swallowed hard when his hand came away smelling like willing.
Edited 2014-04-18 10:33 (UTC)

Re: [fill] Sea Change (1/?, Steve/Bucky, A/B/O)

(Anonymous) 2014-04-18 12:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh wow. Not OP but yes please. Can't wait for the next part!

Re: [fill] Sea Change (1/?, Steve/Bucky, A/B/O)

(Anonymous) 2014-04-18 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh boy yes. I love this writing style. The imagery works well and feels so real - the beginning one especially, about Bucky feeling like he's in the dark.

Re: [fill] Sea Change (1/?, Steve/Bucky, A/B/O)

(Anonymous) 2014-04-19 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
I love this.

but I'm wondering...if the super soldier serum made Steve into an alpha. Maybe Zola's experiments turned bucky into an omega,and thats why hes reacting that way?=0
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Re: [fill] Sea Change (1/?, Steve/Bucky, A/B/O)

[personal profile] amandajean 2014-04-19 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
I'm gonna get in to Zola's experiments a little bit, and that's a neaaat theory that I almoooost want to use, but it's not quite this fic? This will actually go well into post-TWS territory, so we see the long reaching consequences of what happened to both of them. :>

Re: [fill] Sea Change (1/?, Steve/Bucky, A/B/O)

(Anonymous) 2014-04-19 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
This is true.just omega Bucky came to mind while reading thiiiis