The Sun & The Star, by greenbergsays
This is the way things are done, the way they have always been done. There is dark and cold and emptiness and then there is the voice of his beloved – zvezdochka – calling to him. He opens his eyes to the only face worth remembering, to gentle hands on his bare body trying to drive away the cold.
This is the way things are done.
Teen, AU. Short and darkly evocative, this paints a very different picture of Steve and Bucky.
A Home at the End of the World, by desert_coffin
After the fact, Jonas will think he had known all along.
Adult, canon-divergence. I’m all for Isak/Even, but I’ve got such a soft spot for Jonas, and this is lovely!
I stumbled on Isak & Even’s storyline on YT and thus discovered Skam season 3. It’s like Skins, just better – and this vid celebrates its awesomeness beautifully!
ROGERS: An American Musical, by HopeNight
So here’s the real question: How does a half-dead orphan born in the middle of a forgotten spot in the tenements of New York without a father and raised by a single mother grow up to be the first and only super soldier?
Teen, AU. Lin-Manuel Miranda writes the latest great American musical – it’s not about Hamilton. This is genius, for real.
Change is Hard (and Harder, so much Harder), by dogtagsandsmut
“Steve,” the strange man says. “I – Buck, it’s Steve.”
“Nice try, you Nazi piece of shit.” You’re reeling but you shove him away as hard as you can. “Steve’s my wife.”
Adult, AU. What if Steve had been born Stella Rogers? Seriously, this is so amazing!
The snap of a twig drew her attention. A boy emerged from between the trees, black of hair, with dark paint across his eyes. From either side of his forehead a pair of antlers branched out.
Mature, AU. This is truly magical!
Betty’s fingers trip lower as she kisses Archie back, palming him through his jeans. He’s torn between twisting away and arching closer, and Betty can’t quite swallow his moan.
Jughead does glance over at them this time, anything but subtle (turnabout is fair play) as he meets Archie’s eyes. He doesn’t say a word, just raises an eyebrow and watches him stumble over an explanation, an apology, anything.
Betty saves him from himself.
Adult, PWP, voyeurism. I sure have a thing for this… and I like that it keeps Jughead’s asexuality. 🙂
Steve has a fuckin’ swear jar. A swear jar.
It’s the most ludicrous thing Bucky’s ever heard in his life. They never had a swear jar; they didn’t have enough money for a fuckin’ swear jar. Every damn dime they had wouldda gone into it.
Teen, humour. I love troll!Steve fics, and these two are golden.
Bucky gets on a Manhattan bound train around 2:30, heading to 8th St. He watches the Lady far off on Liberty Island as they roll over the East River. The train is crowded and people smile at him, pleased to see a handsome young man in uniform. He smiles back, pleased with the world and everything in it. He wonders where Steve might want to go for lunch. What he’d say if Bucky asked him if he’d ever thought about treating this thing between them as real.
He comes out of the subway a little before 3 o’clock, and the world has changed.
Mature, pre-war. The texture and depth of this… Breathtaking.
