#cop sam

I should be doing a thousand other things, like writing on my own stories. But I could not stay away from Ama @itsanerdlife​ Tumblr page, because she is brilliant. And I ended up rereading the fantastic series Ever After, that Ama posted last year. And it inspired me to do this moodboard. 

Storyline: Y/N is dumped through a text, drinks some Vodka and decides to get revenge. Instead, she meets Police Officer Steve Rogers and after a drunken night together her life changes forever. 

Title: These Streets

Authors: Nejinee ( @nejineeee)

Rating: Mature

Author Tags: Alternate Universe - Police, Sexual Tension, Anal Sex, Swearing, Humor, Action & Romance, Cop Steve, Police officer Steve, Beefy Bucky

Our Tags: Stucky AU, Modern AU, Cop AU, Post Serum Steve Rogers, Cop Steve, Flustered Steve, Civilian Bucky, Beefy Bucky, Cop Sam, Humor, Cop Action & Shenanigans

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/11591487

Author Summary:

The life and times of Police Officer Steve Rogers and his dealings with the not so classy residents of his local precinct, including Bucky Barnes, the rough muscle with the dreamy blue eyes.

Series: These Streets ‘verse (Part 1)

Review:

Alrighty folks, here’s the start of one of my absolute favorite series!

In this lovely AU, we find the shenanigans of Officer Steve Rogers (usually accompanied by his right hand man Officer Sam Wilson) as he works the beat of his childhood neighborhood...and deals with a very built and frustratingly handsome civilian named Bucky Barnes.

First of all, I love the way this first part is set up. It smacks you right down in the middle of everything without a lot of exposition but don’t worry, because the author leaves plenty of clues for you to figure out the lay of the land. I also love how various common and mundane cop duties are used to introduce the solid amount of MCU characters that make up the cast of this universe.

Now there’s not too much Stucky here are first (and in order not to spoil, I’ll leave you to figure out why) but boy oh boy is there some thirsty Steve in here. And even better, it’s the kind of thirsty Steve wherein he attempts to be very subtle about his need to oogle one Bucky Barnes but he fails so hard. It’s hilarious and I’m very much here for Flustered Steve. There’s also a bit of smut to tide the reader over and of course, it is written extremely well. It’s not super explicit since this is a Mature rated fic but that in no means stops if from being super steamy.

Thank you nonnie! I’ve never written Sabriel before, so this was fun! Written for the prompt “Whateverit is, I didn’t do it.”

The bakeryon 42nd always smells amazing whenever Sam passes by with Jo. It’salways difficult to resist temptation when they’re working, but pastry runs arelimited to the mornings only, otherwise every cop within a five mile radiuswould be at “Little Slice of Heaven” more often than they really should, and morethan half of the Kansas City police force would fail their fitness testing.

It’s notthat the Kansas City police are particularly weak-willed in their resistance tosugary, baked goods. It’s just that everything that comes out of thisparticular bakery tastes absolutelyincredible.

But for SamWinchester, there’s another reason that he likes visiting the bakery. It’s thereason why he always volunteers to go on the morning pastry run, and the reasonwhy Jo gives him a sideways look and a “go get ‘em, tiger,” as he steps downfrom the police-issued SUV.

When Samwalks through the door, his arrival announced by the little electronic ‘bell’that wolf-whistles every time someone enters or exits, he finds the store’sowner already sliding trays of fresh donuts into the display racks. When hehears the wolf-whistle, the man looks up, and when he sees Sam, his constant littlehalf-smile becomes a wide, radiant grin.

“Whateverit is, I didn’t do it,” Gabriel protests, raising his hands in mock surrender.It’s the same every morning, and it never fails to make Sam smile, despite thenerves pooling in his stomach today.

“Surething, Gabe,” Sam teases, and Gabriel’s lips lift into a smirk. “I definitelyhope you’re clean, because I think a lot of people would be disappointed ifthis place had to close down.”

Gabrielwinks at Sam as he slides the glass door of the display case closed and leanshis elbows on the counter. “Trust me, Officer Winchester,” he says, his voiceplayful and sultry, “I can be a dirty boy.”

Sam nearlychokes on his tongue. Gabe merely grins as Sam splutters and turns pink andsearches for words, looking quite pleased with himself.

“I didn’tmean—You—I…” It takes Sam a few seconds to completely compose himself, and hescrubs a hand over his face, then pushes his fingers back through his longhair. Damn it, this is not going how he’d wanted it to.

“Aboutthat,” he begins – Gabe quirks an amused eyebrow, and Sam curses under hisbreath. “Not like that, Gabe, I –“ Why is this so difficult? He forces himselfto take a deep breath, unable to believe that he’s more nervous right now than he has been at work,dealing with criminals.

When helooks back down at Gabe, however, the man’s expression has softened a littlebit, his caramel-coloured gaze gentle and fixed on Sam. It gives him thecourage to say what he’s been wanting to say for a while now.

“Do youwant to get dinner with me? As a date?”

He’s definitelynot holding his breath as he awaitsGabriel’s answer, watching the man’s slow smile.

He’sdefinitely not expecting Gabe toreach across the counter and grab the front of his police vest, pulling himdown for a kiss in the middle of the bakery, in front of the few other patronswho have dropped in so early.

But he’sdefinitely not complaining.

The kiss isreasonably quick and relatively chaste – the only reason for that being thatGabriel would rather not drive away his customers with lewd displays ofaffection, Sam figures – and when they pull apart, Sam’s cheeks are warm and heknows he’s blushing. Gabriel, for his part, just grins, reaching for hisnotebook and scribbling his number onto the top piece of paper.

He winks atSam as he folds it in half and reaches over to tuck it into Sam’s breastpocket.