Dear @noririna drew that wonderful artwork for my prompt at StonyLovesSteve2020 and I promised to write a fanfiction for it. It took me longer than expected but here it is. I hope you like it, Nona! 💙❤
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26616712
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Dear @noririna drew that wonderful artwork for my prompt at StonyLovesSteve2020 and I promised to write a fanfiction for it. It took me longer than expected but here it is. I hope you like it, Nona! 💙❤
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26616712
part 2 of the pirate au ✨✨
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The Highwayman’s Baronet
Rating: T
Word count: 125,525
Summary: Steve Rogers has returned from the war. He has made his fortune, but lost everything in return. He is reeling from grief and at a loss of what to do with himself when the son of an old friend writes to offer him a home. He takes up the offer, but finds himself embroiled in a plot to bring down the country and raise Hydra from the grave. Can he uncover the traitor, save the handsome baronet, and avoid being hanged as a highwayman?
A Regency Steampunk AU featuring highwayman!Steve, Baronet!Tony, treason, nefarious plots and a dash of magic.
Written for the @cap-ironman Big Bang 2020.
SO MANY thanks to my amazing artist @noririna who has made incredibly gorgeous illustrations for this fic, you need to go and check them out [link to come].
And to @chronicwhimsy for betaing this monstrosity for me and providing me with vital cheerleading and regency expertise.
Petrova Line
its a pirate au babey!!
plus some extras:
im sorry. i’m so sorry. i’m very extremely sorry. here is steve and bucky as centaur babies. again, sorry.
fuck.
@rayrayhaywire sent me a stucky tweet, i sent one back, and this snippet spawned in my brain so i wrote it in ten-ish minutes because the writing inspo suddenly struck. just treat it as crack please. 😭😭
though tbh this was a nice little break between trying to write something serious, i love my little crackfics. (i actually have a mostly-written spiderverse au that is the most ridiculous thing ever, i may post it here sometime. also treat that as a joke if i do. idk) 💀
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Bucky Barnes has now been promoted to the status of god.
A much warmer five minutes ago, Bucky had been sitting in the living room, attempting to read a book— the attempts were being interrupted by his little sister making commentary, like she’s on a radio talk show, while staring out the frosted windowpane that overlooks the yard between their apartment building and another brownstone. The empty plot was supposed to be the site of yet another building, but apparently the builders never got around to it, because it’s been the go-to place of pickup baseball games for the past few years. In the summers, it’s full of weeds and dried-out dirt where the grass used to grow before it all died to the heatwaves. In the winters, it’s iced over in a failed attempt by the Brooklyn kids (“the menaces,” as the neighbors would say) to make an ice-skating rink, and then covered with snowdrifts and turned into a fortress for snowball fights. Today, it’s abandoned except for the one person stubborn enough to go outside in the season’s first below-freezing snow spell to make a snowman. As Bucky goes to join his spying sister at the window, he’s gotta say— it’s a pretty sorry sight. The head keeps falling off, and so do the stone buttons of the snowman’s nonexistent shirt, but the kid’s got spirit.
“I think that’s Steve Rogers,” Becca says, squinting out the window. “Ma was talking to his ma yesterday. They moved in last week.” And, with wide eyes and an expression so dramatically grim that Bucky almost laughs, “he almost died, like, twenty times.”
“Oh,” says Bucky. “Then what the heck is he doing out there?”
Becca shrugs. The snowman’s head falls off again. They stare, giving a moment of silence for the unfortunate snowman, and for Steve, who will hopefully be spared the snowman’s fate.
And then Bucky can’t take it anymore. He pushes Becca to the side and unlatches the window, a wave of frosty air hitting his face as he leans outside and shouts two stories down. “Hey, dipshit— you’re gonna get sick, come back inside.”
The kid looks around dramatically, flailing his arms to the sky as he turns towards the window. “GOD?” He yells at a much louder volume than needed. And, looking Bucky straight in the eye— “I know you work in mysterious ways, but you should really watch your language.”
Alright, then. That's how it’s going to be.
If Becca’s got the facts straight, the skinny punk is Steve Rogers. Steve Rogers is his next-door (or rather, next-floor) neighbor, and Steve Rogers is an idiot.
And somehow, right then and there, Bucky just knows that Steve Rogers is going to be the bane of his existence. But somebody has to do damage control, and unfortunately, as the appointed god of skinny punks, it seems that the duty has fallen to him.
“I’ll be back in a minute,” he says to Becca, reaching for his coat.
Has anyone else done zombie Bucky yet?
In the style of In The Flesh with Human Volunteer Fighter Steve. I rewatched ITF the other day and the /I killed people guilt/It’s not your fault/ conflict obviously begs for a zombie apocalypse au.
Brush practice - 40s Bucky
Previous: 17.
Wanted to do something nice and easy today, so back to shirtless Bucky 😉
at some point in your life you will be boiling fruit, water, sugar, and lemon juice in a pot to make a syrup or jam. the instructions will tell you to simmer for a certain amt of time. your timer will go off and you will look at the pot and go, "hm, this doesn't look thick enough. maybe i'll let it go for another 10 minutes." this is the devil speaking. it's only so liquid right now because it is at boiling point. it will thicken when it cools down. learn from the follies of my youth and do not let this happen to you
at some point in your life you will be making a sauce or a stew in which you need to add cornstarch to thicken it. and you will prepare a slurry of starch in cold water and think "this looks like way too little starch to thicken this amount of liquid." this is the devil speaking. cornstarch instantly polymerizes at 95°C and if you add too much it will turn into an impossibly thick goop.
at some point in your life you will be making some sort of cream based dessert that requires gelatin to thicken it. and you will soak some gelatin sheets in water and think "this is too few gelatin sheets for this amount of cream." this is the devil speaking. it will thicken in the fridge and if you add too much you will end up with milk jelly
at some point in your life you will be baking cookies. you will take the sheet out after twelve minutes as the recipe instructs and the cookies will still be glistening and soft. "these don't seem cooked enough," you will think to yourself, "i should place them back into the oven until their edges are nice and golden." this is the devil talking. this is how you get dry, overdone cookies. the cookies will continue to bake on the warm sheet for several more minutes and then harden up after sitting on a rack for a while. trust the process. trust the process.
at some point in your life you will be adding a small pasta to a soup and you will think "that is not enough small pasta." this is the devil talking. the pasta will absorb the stock and expand. this is how you end up with a soup that is a solid mass of soggy ditalini.
At some point in your life you will be adding garlic to a dish and you will think "that is not enough garlic." These are angels speaking. They are correct. Add more garlic.
I really love modern pre-serum Steve Rogers, so here are 2 of him!
Oh, I was screaming about dragon butts on this one ALL the time. So much fun!
This is sort of in the spirit of the Stuckony Mix'n Match Stockings 2025 exchange (see also @stuckony-mix-n-match-stockings) and very much inspired by and a gift for papermacherainbow. I didn't have a clear idea for the picture until after the event but liked the idea too much to abandon it.
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Dragonshifter Tony [Art] (0 words) by 5yearslatewithEarlGrey Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel, Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Tony Stark Characters: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy
why is it that in all pre-serum steve/bucky fics, they’re terrified of being associated with the “sissies,” and the “fairies.” i have read the sentence “i ain’t no fairy” in like four fics minimum.
u know what would be cuter? bucky and steve being connected to the community. going to gay bathhouses and bars. i want them to be friends with lesbians like sandy kern. i want them going to drag balls in greenwich village and harlem. i want them running from police raids. bucky tearing steve away from a fight because the last thing he needs is for his boyfriend to get arrested for sodomy.
when they’re overseas i want the howling commandos to know and not give a fuck. i want peggy to know. i want steve contemplating the idea of bisexuality before he even knows the word. i want him to rub shoulders with queer heroes like helen harder.
why is it that in every fic ever steve wakes up in 2012 and he’s like “whoa look at these lgbt communities i’ve never heard of such a thing” when he could be like “hell yeaH hell fucking YEAH let me tell you a story of this one time a cop tried to beat the shit out of me in 1939 and a drag queen saved my ass before bucky even could”
doesn’t he move right from a historically gay neighborhood in NY to a historically gay neighborhood in DC
steve rogers knows what he’s about
#captain america what do you think of gay marriage#well ma'am you guys have been to the GODDAMN MOON WHY IS THE NOTION OF TWO PEOPLE THAT LOVE EACH OTHER SO FUCKING HARD TO UNDERST–#we are having technical difficulties please stand by
Bucky: I cancelled two doctors appointments to be here.
Walker: Two? Are you ok?
Bucky: I don't know, I cancelled the appointments.
The Tumblr Experience
seeing sambucky being described as a situationship always makes me giggle 😭
Art by @saudade-lovers