In Haste at Noon, by toujours_nigel

And to this boy he had to leave Alexander, and trust that he would be kept safe and sane and convinced that he bled red blood and that sorrow for a beloved friend shamed him not at all. Already—always—he was too inclined to disappear behind the mask, become hero, king, Achilles, Son of Ammon, Great King, inviolate and inhuman, and to keep him simply golden Alexander whose hands grasped so greedily at the unknown had been the work of too many years to let Persian hands daintily unpick his many patched-over attempts at field-surgery.

Hephaestion POV after Cleitus’ murder, this captures Renault’s style, making this feel like a bitter-sweet glimpse into the General’s mind.

In Haste at Noon, by toujours_nigel

Uniformly Terrible, by Chex (provetheworst)

Bucky finds the other costume not long after they get back from Europe. He’s joking around – “Where the hell did you get my costume in that size, anyway? I’ve grown like a foot since I was sixteen, I know that wasn’t the old one. What else are you hiding?”

Adult, comic!verse, uniform kink. I have a secret love for comic!Bucky/Steve, and this is funny as well as hot like burning, a winning combo!

Uniformly Terrible, by Chex (provetheworst)

with the dawn a new day is born, by djemso

“Bucky,” He says again, still sounding dazed as you stop and stare at the scars from bullets you drove into him. You look up and he puts a hand on eight days growth on your chin. He’s trembling slightly. You both sit there, before his nostrils flare in a tell tale way. He might cry. Christ, you’re going to make him cry. That’s almost worse than shooting him. “You’re here.”

Of course you’re here. Who does he think has been making the place secure, making his meals and executing HYDRA agents? He must be impressively concussed.

Mature, post-WS trauma. This Bucky makes my heart cry. He’s fumbling his way through the dark, Steve his only constant, even when he doesn’t understand anything else.

with the dawn a new day is born, by djemso

The Rage Of Achilles: A Love Story, by Brenda

“I would raze the planet before I allowed anyone to lay a hand on you. If I have to personally kill every Hydra agent with my bare hands or shoot anyone who tries to bring you in, even a friend, so be it.”

Adult, NOT fluff. I came for the title and stayed for the characterisations. Steve and Bucky are both creatures of violence. 

The Rage Of Achilles: A Love Story, by Brenda

Vid: Your Bucky, by Lucy’s Heart

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This is why Steve/Bucky is such a wonderful fandom: one line in a sneak peek most people didn’t see just about broke thousands of fangirl hearts… and caused this beautiful gem of a vidlet to be made. Right in the FEELS. (Also features a heartbreaking line from Winter Soldier: Bitter March.)

XXX, by drinkbloodlikewine & whiskeyandspite

“Are you reading a fucking porno mag?”

Michael’s hand hesitates, though he makes no move to stand from the couch cushions piled upon the floor.

“I’m not reading it.”

He turns another page and lingers, brows furrowed in interest for a moment before he raises his eyes to Alex again. His face is entirely impassive, unaffected at all, no blush, no nervous swallowing. It is entirely clinical to him. Alex would wonder if he even had the capacity for this sort of sensation if he didn’t find himself near-weekly pinned beneath the very opposite of this sort of dispassionate angel.

Adult, set during ep 1×07. I remember when wing!fic was a Thing – and this is angel fic, and seriously hot at that.

XXX, by drinkbloodlikewine & whiskeyandspite

Vid: Letters from the Sky, by HoneyMonsterNoNo

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If I could ship a pairing from a show I’ve only seen 3 episodes of, this is definitely the one I’d go for – and this vid shows beautifully why. Music by Civil Twilight.

Informed Consent, by concernedlily

Sam likes the idea of them being matching, of being able to put his hand on his tattoo and feel his heart beating near, and know Dean’s heart is doing just the same, keeping him alive and healthy and going strong.

Dean has his other hand on his thigh by now, fingers white where he’s digging them in, and Sam is hit by the sudden absurd urge to take it, to twine their fingers together and let Dean take his pain out on Sam.

Adult, incest. Tattoo pr0n. Gah, this is hot like burning! All the way from Sam not telling Dean what exactly the tattoos are for to the immediate aftermath of their first time.

Informed Consent, by concernedlily