“We were…” Bucky starts, and then stops. Recalculates, and says, “We were.”
Steve swallows tight, surprised. They haven’t had a chance to talk - really talk, without the CIA watching their every move on camera, or with Sam standing three feet away - since Bucharest.
Adult, established relationship. This adds so much texture to Steve and Bucky at the end of Civil War while still being canon-compliant. <3
A gift for: llorali
from: stereowire(llorali
expressed a preference for dom!steve and then gave me a grab bag of
“cross-dressing, sensory play, rough sex, hair-pulling, biting, sex toys
(any really), bondage, discipline, Master/slave, dub-con,
military/uniform kink, or surprise me with something in the range of any
of these” soooooo i hope i checked at least some of those boxes!)here for posterity c:
Ngh. I have a bit of a D/s thing with those two, because in my head there’s no doubt there’s never any humiliation (which I don’t like), it’s all praise and cuddly aftercare. :)
Once in a while, though, Lee allows himself the luxury of contemplation. When not distracted by her actual, dominating presence, he lets himself consider the possibility of a future. With her.
She would laugh at him, and for the most part, he laughs at himself, because the future stretches ahead of them, open and endless.
Teen, canon divergent. This is how I naively hoped their relationship might play out after the mini. *g*
She wasn’t going to change him. He promised himself that.
Mature, Carolyn lives!AU. I love these two, and this is a great Riddick POV.
“To be a Lead’s Support is a substantial responsibility,“ Natasha says. "You must be Agent Rogers’ personal assistant, bodyguard, chef, maid, best friend, boyfriend, and whatever else he wishes you to be.”
Adult, AU, BDSM. Bucky definitely didn’t expect his new job with SHIELD to include doing sex things with Captain America… also some (delicious) aro!Natasha action.
Vid: Rogue One Trailer (feat. Beastie Boys), by Matthew Longua
Wheee…. Now that’s a movie I want to see! Music: Sabotage, by Beastie Boys.
“Bucky,” Steve repeated, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to assume they were friends now. “Thanks for the help back there."
"Any time,” he said back, and it was Patroclus who spoke.
Mature, WIP (but oh, so good!). In which Bucky and Steve are the reincarnations of Patroclus and Achilles, and Greek mythology fits perfectly into the MCU. Seriously, this is amazing.
“I guess one of us is messed up,” he said, “and it’s part of our hallucination that the other is, too.” He paused. “Seems appropriately hellish that my mind sticks me with you.”
She pursed her lips. “Likewise.”
Adult, Groundhog Day!AU. Early season 1!Clarke & Bellamy are stuck together. At first it goes about as well as expected - and then it goes about as well as (the shipper heart) expected… including sexytimes! :)
When a rustle pulls him awake, it’s full dark. The last candle winked out some time before, and the only light remaining is a thin silver glow from the window. Bellamy blinks as his eyes adjust, taking in the wooden slats of the ceiling, then the quiet room. Beyond the door, he can hear men and women moving and whispering, but the sounds are muted: a hush of a prayer, a soft whimper of pain. He turns his head, expecting to see Clarke asleep beside him in the darkness.
She’s not.
She is awake too, and she’s watching him.
Adult, post-season 3 finale. This is only the first chapter of what the author calls a “smut series”, but it stands wonderfully on its own - and the smut has a whole lot of feels to it, which is my favourite kind.
It didn’t escape him that Steve shared his assumed last name.
“Are you gonna be my cousin?” Bucky asked dully.
Steve frowned. “Husband, actually,” he said easily, holding up his left hand to show a typical golden band.
Bucky scowled and closed the door.
Adult, AU, h/c. Detective Barnes has to go into witness protection after a shadowy organization used a new memory drug on him. Good thing he’ll be protected by one Steve Rogers… The domestic bits are wonderful, and the action packs a mean punch.
Steve Rogers, supersoldier and inept historian, confronts the absence of evidence.
Teen, post-WS. I adore fics like this, that showcase what the history books would (or wouldn’t) tell about Steve and Bucky.
The truth is this: he knows that this life is a lie.
There are too many gaps to fall into, too many things he can’t know but will know, too many reasons for this false world to fall apart.
But it is easier. That much is true.For now, the lie is enough.
Adult, amnesia!fic, WIP. Jay begins a new life after apparently losing his memory in an accident. But things don’t add up - and then there’s Captain America…
This isn’t finished yet, but oh, the first chapter alone is already so amazing!
“Imagine the rites back in the day. The drinking and the feasting. The bonfires and dancing. And of course the orgies.”
My mouth fell open, because Martinez had just mentioned orgies. He turned and grinned at me just as we hit the kitchen, where he took ruthless advantage of my shock to grab my arm, swing me through the doorway, shut the door with my ass, and shove his tongue down my throat.
Adult, post-rescue. Orgy. The best birthday present Mark Watson ever received. :)
Bucky jolts awake. His legs are tangled in a maroon coloured duvet. He is lying in the middle of a large king bed, surrounded by pillows in matching maroon pillowcases. He is warm, but there is a part of him, deep in his gut that is still cold.
There are no dreams in cryo.
Adult, post-Civil War. This fixes most things I wasn’t happy with in CW, i.e. it adds some lovely depth to Steve & Bucky’s relationship. Also, shared dreaming, which is catnip.
Vid: Talk Dirty to Me, by of Resave
This vid is unashamed eye candy. *grabby hands* Music by Jason Derulo.
“Naw,” Steve says, “this is a fairytale, not Greek tragedy, you haven’t died yet. Just a little curse, is all. You know what you’ve gotta do?"
"What we’ve gotta do,” Bucky agrees, “it is a Gordian knot, and I know what to do with those. And you were wrong about one thing."
"Was I?” Steve smiles, and Bucky nods.
“You know my name,” he says, looks at Steve, because he can’t look away, “it was always gonna be you, Steve.”
Teen, post-Civil War. There’s truth in dreams, even (or especially) the fairy tale ones… This is the story of how Bucky wakes up. I heart this fic so much!
sleepy supersoldiers round up from twitter, where you can witness my rapidly fraying emotional state and growing inability to draw things that aren’t bucky barnes
Aww… this does my heart good!
