They don’t let you suck dick in quarantine.

This is really just a soft, minimally angsty sickfic where Steve gets sick for one of the first times since getting the serum. He's not even actually sick, he just has so much trauma associated with being sick that any indication that he might be sick will freak him out. So yeah! Ft. Domestic Steve/Bucky, Peter being a good nephew, and a whole lot of Emotional Hurt/Comfort

(title from "Time After Time" by Cyndi Lauper)

Bucky is a brilliant young engineer with a global company.

His boss, Natasha, wants him to take a training course on kidnap and ransom, which happens to be run by her friend Steve.

Bucky refuses at first, because he doesn't need survival skills, thanks Natasha. But he swiftly changes his mind when he lays eyes on Steve, and signs himself up for a weekend of kidnap training.

Part 42 of Steve/Bucky modern au's

Bucky stares at the papers in front of him, not daring to look up.

In front of him read: No Fault Divorce Form. It was all filled out in his name, as plaintiff. Defendant; Steven Grant Rogers.

“So that’s it?” He has to confirm.

“Pretty much,” Natasha replies. “He can contest it. He can refuse it. You can also never show him. Doesn’t have to matter.”

Bucky nods. Doesn’t have to matter. Doesn’t have to matter that he went to his best friend and colleague to have divorce papers drawn out, all in proper legal jargon, because he’s been thinking about divorce for months and months and told no one.

Not even his husband.

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Bucky and Steve have been together all their lives. Bucky thought they would have made it, that they were the other half of the statistics. He thought they would have found their way to each other in the end. Life is funny like that sometimes.

Part 1 of Pucker up, Our Passion's Spent

This is the story of how James Barnes dies.

Don’t worry- that might sound grim, but this is actually a very wonderful story, a tale of magic and adventure all wrapped up in a romance so grand it could span the stars with a deserved dose of happiness at the end. But the truth is, it isn’t even strictly his. This is a story mostly about a boy named Steve, and it starts, like all beautiful things begin, with the sun.

(alternatively: the tangled au starring rapunzel steve and flynn rider bucky that i have been dreaming about all my life)

moonagedaydreamohyeah asked:

Hey guys!

Can I humbly submit a lil’ self rec? I just posted my very first fic and I’m really proud of it!!

It’s called Home Is Where the Heart Is (And Where You Get to be Yourself). It’s a sort of introspective recovery fic from Bucky’s POV, placed in Wakanda an inspired by Seb’s beautiful and heartbreaking scene in TFATWS episode 3. It features protective Steve, angst, fluff and forehead kisses!

Here is a link to it:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30780551

Thank you for all the work you put into this blog! It’s literally amazing!☺️

- Mari🌼

““You are free.”

The words register clearly enough, but it’s like the emotional reaction that should be happening, haven’t gotten the memo yet, like there is some sort of wall between his thoughts and and his body.

Or maybe it’s just that it all seems a bit anticlimactic. They’ve been working towards this for months. Having the culmination of all that work be that nothing is happening might fit the success criteria for the whole operation, but yeah.

Anticlimactic describes it pretty well.

He will never be the old Bucky again.

But at least he is himself.

As the realization of what that means begins to take over, a trivial fact arises and slowly but surely fills up his body, replacing the numb feeling bit by bit:

Every small action he makes will be his own from now on.”

Or: Bucky is rid of Hydras programming. He need a bit of time (and Steve) to process it.

Inspired by Sebastian Stan’s phenomenal and heartbreaking performance in episode 3 of TFATWS.

“And it would have been an amazing night with my son if he wasn’t distracted by the hot guy on the other side of the room,” Sarah sighed, shaking her head. “He’s been looking over at you for the past fifteen minutes.”

Bucky choked on the mouthful of beer he had just taken.

“What?” he croaked. Things were starting to make a little more sense now.

“Right?” Sarah said, waving her hand towards her son. “He completely ignored my garden stories because he’s been making eyes at you so I decided to come over and introduce myself.”

or; Sarah Rogers being a nosey mother, Steve Rogers blushing a lot and wishing the earth would swallow him whole, and Bucky Barnes being confused and amused for 2000 words