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the coziest blanket and warmest hugs, movies that you used to love when you were a kid, smiles that make you feel better about everything

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rules: name 10 characters then tag your faves!

Wade Wilson (Deadpool)

Steve Rogers (Captain America)

James Buchanan Barnes (The Winter Solider)

Ichabob Crane (Sleepy Hallow)

Zsadist (Black Dagger Brotherhood)

Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow)

Harry Hart (Kingsman)

Kate Bishop (Hawkeye)

Laura Croft (Tomb Raider)

Blaylock (Black Dagger Brotherhood)

special thanks sebstansbooty for tagging me ;u;

So here is the 'Stucky and horseback prompt'

“No.”

“Aw. Come on, Buck.”

“I said no.”

Steve turned his head to stare down at his best friend, who was standing with his arms crossed on the other side of a wooden fence. Bucky looked grumpy with his hair wavy to his shoulders and shoulders hunched forward in irritation. Steve leaned against the wooden gate grinning.

“It’ll be fun.”

Bucky side-eyed the creatures trotting around on Steve’s left. “Yea. Fun isn’t convincing me to climb up on one of those things.”

“It’s just a horse, Bucky.” Steve snickers.

“Yea.” Bucky shoved a finger into Steve’s ridiculously fit chest, wrinkling the dark blue fabric that did nothing to hide that fact, “And nothing you say or do will convince me to get on one.”

Steve’s face twisted into a frown so pitiful it made Bucky’s insides squirm. He almost gave up.

Almost.

“No.” He takes a wary step away from the gate.

Steve’s lower lip peeks out, “I had our whole day planned out.”

Oh.

Oh no.

“Horseback riding through the woods,” He began ticking his fingers, “A picnic of all your favorites down by the creek,” Another finger. Another shattered glass shard of Bucky’s resolve hitting the ground, “Hiking through the caves,” Steve’s frown grows into a tentative, shy smile.

It doesn’t fool Bucky for a second.

“I even brought up a blanket in case…” He trails off innocently, dropping his hand down to where it dangled over the edge of the gate.

“So it’s a date.” Bucky swallows thickly. A very well thought out date, goddamn it.

“It is a date.” Steve smiles.

Bucky eyes the two brown and white horses grazing on the right, tails swishing and heads bent low into the tall paddocks grass. They didn’t look so bad, he guesses. He turns his eyes back to Steve, whose face has gone from sweet, sweet innocence to that devil smile that has gotten Bucky into so much trouble in their past lives.

He is so fucked.

  -0-0-0-0-

  “I’m going to die.” Bucky wails, fingers white around his grip on the reigns.

Steve laughs from his right, looking far too comfortable with his big body on such a majestic animal. The horses have behaved so far, hooves steady against the firm ground of a beautiful forest. Bucky hates admitting that the ride is gorgeous, but he’s so terrified of slipping out of the saddle that he keeps his grip firm and eyes on the back of his horses head.

“I doubt Coco is going to hurt you.” Steve muses, “I took the stubborn one.” He pats his own horse on the neck, “Bethany is known to stand her ground when she’s against something.”

“Perfect match then.” Bucky snorts.

Steve sends him a sneer and they continue on until Bucky can hear the rush of the promised picnic spot. Steve leads them through a parting of bushes and pulls to a halt at the edge of a lush creek bed. He dismounts smoothly, making Bucky jealous as he waits patiently for Steve to tie up Bethany and move in his direction.

Steve helps his dismount Coco and ties her up beside Bethany. Bucky grabs the satchel and basket Steve had tied to Bethany’s saddle and hands the blanket over to Steve.

Steve sighs happily, snapping the blanket out and over a patch of bright green grass.

Bucky waits as Steve sets up their picnic lunch, taking in his surroundings. The creek isn’t big, but water rushes beautifully over smooth stones. Fish rush along with the current, peeking out of the water and racing around larger rocks. The sun barely peeks through the lush trees above them, but just enough to cast glimmering rays across their checkered blanket.

Steve extends his hand and Bucky takes it, letting Steve lead him down.

  -0-0-0-0-

  The hike is refreshing. It gives Bucky the burn he gets from the gym, pumps adrenaline through his veins and it’s so euphoric to be doing it with Steve that he manages to seduce the blond into using that spare blanket.

“Horses aren’t so bad.” Steve huffs from his side, out of breath and gloriously naked.

Bucky lifts himself onto his forearms, turning his head to stare at exposed flesh. He’s just as naked as Steve, body loose and riding high on cave hikes and sex. “I never said they were bad. I said I didn’t want to ride one. They are powerful creatures Steve.”

Steve’s grin is goofy, “Don’t we both have experience handling powerful creatures?”

“You calling me an animal?” Bucky laughs.

Steve turns his cerulean stare from the sky to Bucky, “Wanna race back?”

Bucky’s eyes narrowed, “You are an adrenaline junkie.”

“So are you.” Steve breathes, “You went from ten miles of hiking and exertion to fucking my brains out all in about two hours.”

Bucky warms at the memory, reaching out and pushing a sweaty lock of hair away from Steve’s forehead, “Fine, but if I fall off, you’re not getting a blowjob for a week.”

Steve gasps dramatically, “That’s not fair.”

Bucky rises quickly, grabbing his clothes and yanking them back on before Steve can even shake the after-sexed look out of his eyes.

“What are you-?”

“Racing.” Bucky smirks, shoving his shoes back on and mounting Coco just as Steve taught him a few hours ago at the creek. She grunts under his weight and Bucky steers her towards the path they took to the cave.

He sees Steve gathering up his own clothes and tossing them into the picnic basket.

“See you at the ranch.” Bucky winks, giving her a light kick. Coco rolls like a wave under him and breaks against the shore as she grows into a steady gallop. It isn’t long before he hears Bethany’s hooves close at his heels and Steve’s glorious laughter at his tail.

The wind kicks through his hair and the sun beats on his back as they race back to the looming ranch in the distance.

He glances over at Steve, whose big body is almost parallel to Bethany’s and the blond grins.

“Not bad for our first date, yea?” Steve shouts over the wind and the sound of horse hooves against dirt.

THIS IS WHAT I HAVE BEEN SAYING MY ENTIRE LIFE… Well, it seems like it at least ;)

I feel you dear.

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