we carry our lives around in our memories, by biblionerd07

James doesn’t remember why he has a metal arm. The doctors say he had an accident and has brain damage. Sometimes he wishes he could remember. But every morning he gets to eat breakfast with his friend Steve, so it’s not so bad. James thinks he and Steve might be dating, kind of. It’s alright if he doesn’t remember everything. Steve doesn’t mind.

Teen, canon-divergence. This is such a fascinating idea, and incredibly well written. We’re with Bucky every step of the way, and it hurts, but in a good way.