The Third Who Walks Beside You (pre-WWII, whump, eventually explicit)
★ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ: part one complete
★ part one was written for the Stucky Exchange, but my outline for the story was so much more complex than I could write in the time I had, so I decided to make it a series. I intend to whump the living fuck out of Bucky because that's what I do. I want to explore him in a bad headspace in an unsupportive environment (except for Steve, of course) and the sheer terror he feels at being drafted, although he puts on a brave face.
★ ᴩʟᴏᴛ: Bucky and Steve are basically inseparable until Bucky receives his draft notice. Bucky's father disapproves of their relationship, and is a drunk who beats his son regularly. When Bucky's father commits suicide after losing his business, Bucky leans on Steve and their developing romance to try and maintain some equilibrium. Trying to financially support himself and his mother and sisters leaves Bucky few choices, and he takes on other means of earning cash. Eventually the draft letter arrives, and Bucky has to accept that he and Steve are unlikely to ever live the life they wanted together.
'Til Human Voices Wake Us (whump, tragedy, romance, probably sex, who knows?!)
★ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ: one scene and a more detailed outline
★ this one is going to be my magnum opus, my "Not Easily Conquered". I have plans for this sucker; we'll see if life allows them to come to fruition. Set post-TWS and ignoring CW and everything after.
★ ᴩʟᴏᴛ: As he sheds the Winter Soldier, Bucky Barnes has to redefine himself out of the surfacing memories of his past. In the meantime, Steve Rogers will never stop searching for him.
🅗🅣🅟 🅕🅘🅒🅢
Registered Logo (Explicit, Winterbones)
★ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ: two chapters done of maybe 5 or 7 planned.
★ Set post-TWS and ignoring CW and everything after it, this is a story about Bucky trying to reconnect with his body and accept his darker desires. Prompted by a discussion in the dumpster with my HYDRA trash-loving besties and heavily influenced by @astralhux and @subverbaldreams and their characterization of the Winterbones ship.
★ ᴩʟᴏᴛ: Bucky is having a really hard time adjusting to life without the struct orders he was used to in HYDRA. The serum and his time as a captive only intensified darker desires he always had, and he feels uncomfortable asking Steve to give him what he wants because Steve treats Bucky like a fragile thing, terrified that Bucky might shatter or run away if pushed. It takes them forever to work up to having sex again, and Bucky tries to hide his spiraling anxiety and restlessness. HYDRA tattooed their logo on Bucky's lower back, half as a sick joke and half to brand their property more permanently than the Soviet star on his arm. Additionally, STRIKE scarred words into Bucky in intimate places while trashing him. Bucky isn't happy with the tattoo, but the scars make him think of how Rumlow always took care of him. He craves the certanty of following Rumlow's orders and the praise Rumlow used to give him. Even the pain doled out had a certain clarifying effect, and Bucky wonders if it would calm his racing mind. He hides the scars and tattoo from Steve for as long as he can, but in a truly terrible headspace, he repeatedly flays his own flesh to try and remove the marks so Steve won't reject him. Steve eventually notices what's happening and realizes that he can't hold Bucky's mental health together single-handedly; they're no longer the same men they were and they aren't going to work as lovers anymore. Bucky finds his way back to Rumlow, who gives him everything he's been craving and takes care of his best weapon the way he always has.
untitled xch fic (Explicit)
★ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ: two scenes out of...idk six?
★ Written for our HTP dumpster exchange. It was supposed to be due last week but it's not cooperating. Neither is real life. *sadface*
★ ᴩʟᴏᴛ: under wraps until the reveal, but it's from Rollins point of view, which is new for me. Let's see how it goes.
untitled fic (Explicit, body horror, psychological horror)
★ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ: one scene and a sketchy outline
★ inspired by my non-marvel bff who may not be in this fandom, but has been my writing partner in FFXII for a decade and knows me so very well. She births the plots, I nurture and raise 'em. This is the darkest thing I've tried to write in a long, long time, and I'm stupidly excited to write it. The more stressed I get, the darker my fics get, and the holidays always stress me out so much I retreat into a world where I can brutalize the fictional men I love.
★ ᴩʟᴏᴛ: The metal arm was the last graft Soviet HYDRA tried. Before that, they attempted to graft ordinary human arms to Bucky, trying to see if the serum would spread and make the graft take. It never worked, but it didn't stop them from trying, and with each iteration, they sliced off a bit more for a clean attachment point. Wracked with pain and sepsis, Bucky begins to believe that the arms are Steve's, and that if he can't keep the arm alive Steve will die.