Bucky’s life as the Winter Soldier. Gut-wrenching.
A haunting video, filling in the blanks of the boys’ war experience, especially Bucky’s.
There is no time. No time to process, no time to grieve. Steve pushes the horror, the guilt, down into the pit of his stomach, a lead weight that would crush him if he allowed it.
The noise from the array distorts, changing in frequency as the light flares up, painfully bright. Steve turns away, shielding his eyes, and sees the Borg on the walkway before him move stiffly, its head still bowed.
It slowly rises, lifting its head. The red laser sighted by its right eye strobes across Steve’s face as it turns towards him.
It was human, once. It’s eyes a shade of blue that Steve hasn’t seen in half a lifetime.
Star Trek AUs make me happy, and this is an excellent one!
“Why would you do that for a man you don’t know?” Bucky asks.
Steve raises one slow eyebrow at him, then the other, till his expression turns from skepticism to disbelief. His forefinger and thumb reach into his shirt’s front pocket and draw out a wrinkled dollar bill.
Steve looks him in the eye when he says, very patiently, “For money, Bucky.”
Awesome pre-canon fic. Locked for AO3 users.
“Yeah,” Steve agrees under his breath. He’s embarrassed, Bucky can tell. “I just— I mean, technically, I could just go ahead and kiss the next person who happens to ask and get it over with, but…it’s not what I want. Not really.”
“Too bad,” Bucky says, “and here I was, trying to gather enough courage to offer myself up.”
Bucky freezes. He had meant the comment as a joke, at least mostly, and he had been convinced that Steve would interpret it as such, like he always does. Instead, when Bucky looks up to meet with Steve’s gaze, Steve is staring at him with eyes wide in shock, and Bucky feels his throat run dry.
Practice kissing turning into so much more… A delicious take on a delicious trope!
His voice is thick. “God, Buck. God, I’ve missed you.”
Bucky hangs stiff in his arms, but Steve’s warmth seeps into his body, so cold for so long. He doesn’t know what to do, how to handle this, but there is something – a fragment of who he was – that says that he can never be as safe as he is right here, right now.
He unbends. Muscle by muscle, bone by bone, allows himself to lean into Steve. This man touches him without fear, seems to want nothing more than to care for him.
It can’t be so bad to let him, for a little while.
A hauntingly beautiful at Bucky post-Winter Soldier, so lost – until he allows himself to be found.
Stark thinks Steve is a prude. Bucky knows better.
I adore troll!Stucky, and this little series is just delightful. Oh, pardon, fucking delightful! 😉
“Do you want to go somewhere more… private?”
The blond man, after a long silence, had agreed. “My room is just up the block,” he said, jerking his head at the bar’s door.
A non-powers AU in which Steve gets a blue slip home, where he meets the 10 years younger Bucky. They build a life together, beautifully rooted in the historical reality of being a gay couple in the 1940s.
When the mask falls off Steve recoils.
He’ll never forgive himself.
Canon divergence in which Hydra disfigured Bucky’s face, this is haunting and beautiful and not quite like anything else I’ve ever read.
In the chaotic years after Steve Rogers arrives back in 2023 as an old man, he helps rebuild the world, falls in love with his best friend, adopts a stray cat, and saves the entire timeline. Not necessarily in that order.
This is an epic continuation and exploration following the controversial (to say the least) ending of Endgame. It builds an utterly gripping and three-dimensional world in which Steve has to learn how to live, now that he’s no longer a supersoldier. Simply amazing!