AJ ⢠Fanfic writer/reader ⢠25+ ⢠Masterlist My therapist said I should stop romanticising the past, so I romanticise the brainwashed assassin instead.
I donât write explicit smut, but I do write explicit angst, so if overanalysing your feelings and drowning in tragic backstory are your things, do join me.
Human connections inspire me.
You can call me A.J. I travel a lot and I am a romantic (I love hardâ and this could be a double-edged sword). Stories you found here could be written in the corner of a bus station, in a crammy economy window seat airplane.
James Buchanan Barnes is my muse. Heâs a complex character with interesting layers waiting to be explored.
I am in my late twenties and had a fair share of loves and heartbreaks that inspired my writings.
Send me prompts, messages, stories, anything at my ask. Iâd love to connect!
What I've been reading
Before I was a writer, I was a reader too. So let me share with you my favourite fanfictions. Usually I will reblog and write an essay about how much I love them. Use this tag on my blog: AJ fic rec
What I've been writing
I mostly write series, taking times on building characters' back stories are so fun. I'm currently writing my next project of Boxer!Bucky x Reader. I'll post a teaser when I'm ready. I am also trying to write some one-shot to participate in the Bucky Barnes Appreciation Week 2022.
But if you want to read completed works, here they are (please mind the warnings and ratings):
Solace (20.5K) *18+
Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader
Summary: After years of living abroad, youâre finally back to New York with a failed marriage and a flashy new job at Art Gallery. In your cousin Steveâs wedding, you meet Bucky again. Your relationship with Bucky had been complicated, to say the least. He had been your childhood enemy, friend with benefits and drinking buddy. But this time, with new circumstances, the two of you might find solace in each other.
Treasure (73K) *18+
Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader; Steve x Fem!Reader
Summary: Steve Rogers showed up at the right time, when you were finally in a good place after years of therapy dealing with your trauma. His dreamy eyes, lovable personality and oh, godâ so perfect body made it easy to fall in love with him; and everything seemed perfect until a ghost from the past came knocking on your door. This ghost, whom you thought had vanished, appeared at your boyfriendâs birthday party as none other than⌠his childhood best friend. That was when things got complicated and you knew youâd have your heart broken all over again.
Relapse (4.9K) *18+
Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader
Summary: You hit jackpot when you moved to New York 2 years ago and got yourself a hot neighbor, who offered an arrangement to be your Friends With Benefit. You knew it was a recipe for disaster because you obviously had feelings for him. Your luck didn't stop because you met Mickey in Greece and he might cure you from Bucky Barnes addiction. Or are you just incureable?
Don't (1.4K)
Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader
Summary: Your last drink with Bucky before embarking to a new job across the globe. Your five years friendship had evolved to be an infatuation a long time ago and both of you knew you should stop.
The Sound of The Waves (2.3K) *18+
Pairing: Bucky x Fem!Reader
Summary: Fate brought you to Bucky when you were sixteen, The Barneses fostered you and what followed was the best four years of your life. Tragedy drifted you apart from Bucky, and he left you. And now ten years later, you meet him again in the college reunion, only to find out heâd been in love with you the whole time.
The Grand Plan (9.8K)
Pairing: Bucky x POC!Reader; Steve x POC!Reader
Summary: You were growing up struggling with money and acceptance; but with your smart brain you created The Grand Plan on how to be successful and live the American Dream. Of course, some unplanned incidents happened during college (because come on, itâs college); such as developing a friendship (that lasts a lifetime) with Darcy Lewis and falling in love with a white boy. Since the last one might be harming your Grand Plan, you had to pull the plug on that one.
When he was sent out for war, Bucky made a promise to his lover that might just last through several lifetimes.
Summary: Y/N kept being reincarnated into the world for seemingly endless of lifetimes with the lasting, vivid memories of her past lover during the 40's, Sargent James B. Barnes. While she thought this was a 'punishment' for her sins, she was also unknowingly oblivious to the fact that James was still alive somewhere, almost forever frozen in the time.
Navigation: Part I | Part II (coming soon)
Words: 6.5k++ (hella long bc lots to cover in the story building part)
Pairing: 40s!bucky / eventually tfatws!bucky x female!reader
Warnings: just slow induced angst for your daily consumption (i guess?) It has a hopeful ending so don't let the first warning chase you away. reincarnation concept. an attempt to follow exact mcu timeline (forgive if i'm wrong at certain parts). slight religious contents. grief & loss. graphic violence. deaths. mention of suicide. a lot of reader's pov, story building > dialogs (sorry guys).
P/S: Another impulsive writing from me y'all. I hope you don't get bored of this tendency of mine lol. I just need to let the fantasies out before it consumes me. So... anyway, it's gonna be another 3 parts fic cause for the love of god, I cannot commit for more :') Also, my first attempt of writing 40's bucky!!! I'm honestly scared. I hope you like it!
Read my other works here: Masterlist
Italy, 1943 â His return
If it was one thing that Bucky should expect when he decided to be in a relationship with Y/N was that he had to accept her for who she was; stubborn, clumsy, bold, clever, sweet and most certainly the prettiest dame he ever met.
He might have unknowingly signed up for it the moment he quite literally fell for her at one of those Stark's science expo. Bucky had been stealing glances at this one pretty lady in the crowd, adored in soft mint dress that falls right below her knees.
It wasn't even a scandalous dress to wear in public but somehow Bucky was more than ecstatic to marvel at her beauty. There was no such thing as a too long of a stare, especially when she laughed like that; throwing her head in amusement, the loose strands of her curls fall back across her shoulders as they slightly shook to the rhythm of her laughter.
A careless misstep, that Bucky could see from a mile away, had caused her to stagger backwards and twisted her ankle into an inevitable fall. Somehow, Bucky managed to slither his way through the crowd towards her, almost jumping forward to catch her before she landed on the ground.
Not only that he was the one who fell first, but he also fell hard.
So, it was expected that Bucky knew what he had got himself into. At least, that was what Y/N had been repeating in her head to convince herself for what she had done. Now that she was sitting at the back of the wobbly military truck, the fear had slowly started to seep into her, causing shivers to crawl all over her nerves.
Y/N just knew it in her guts that Bucky would be absolutely furious when he sees her but what does he expect her to do when she hadn't receive any letters from him for months now. So, when she heard that they needed more medical helpers at the Italy base, she signed up without thinking twice about it.
"There has been a recent attack on the 107th. Too many casualties and much more whose heavily injured. You might have your hands full the moment you arrive to the base. There are few rules..." The lieutenant's voice was rigid just as his demenour when he continued to inform the situation to the troops of medical staff.
No matter how much she wanted to pay attention to his words, Y/N couldn't help but to tune in only at his first few sentences. Casualties, heavily injured. Her hands moved to search for the cross pendent hanging from the necklace around her collarbone, gripping it tight as she prayed that her lover was not categorized under any of those dire circumstances.
What the lieutenant said in that truck could never be more true as the moment they stepped into the medic tent, Y/N and the others were quickly pulled to assist the fallen men. It was truly heartbreaking and horrid to witness the dreading truth behind what the public posed as the "heros of the country'.
Surely they were proud to fight for the nation but then again no human being should ever had to suffer the consequences of war; not the civilians and certainly not the soldiers.
After seemingly hours of continuous stitching, wrapping and patching up; surrounded sound of groaning pain and the endless cycle of inhaling the distinct scent of fresh blood, burned flesh and the bitter of anticeptic odor; the injured soldiers were finally taken care of and had been put to rest.
Y/N looked around the tent, noting the unorganized mess around the patients; the result of the panic and chaos of the whole situation. A thought came to her mind, she might need to do some cleaning up before writing down medical record for each one of the patients.
That was when the lieutenant entered into the tent, and his stern gaze swiftly analyzed the much calmer scene, "Thank you for your service, everybody. I assume the soldiers are stabilized?"
"Yes, sir." One of the battalion doctor replied as he approached, while the rest of the team watched from where they stood.
The lieutenant simply nodded, "Good." He paused for awhile and looked around, "Now, have any of you met Captain America before?"
There were bunch of no's murmured around the medical staff, some of them just shook their head as an answer and the lieutenant nodded again as he informed, "Well, I guess you are all just darn lucky cause he's here to perform. You are invited to come and join the others to watch, if you want to."
"Steve's here?" She thought to herself.
As the lieutenant continued to explain some things about accommodation, food and medical supplies, Y/N's head were filled with thought that her dear friend, Steve was there too.
"I wonder if he gotten any words from James."
"Maybe he got letters from him?"
"Or could it be that he was here to find James too?
There were so many questions kept circulating in her head that by the time she snapped out of them, the lieutenant was already long gone and some of the medic staff went out to untangle themselves from the hours of stressful tension.
As a nurse herself, she felt the need to take care of her patients and finish her job before anything else. So, she started to clean up the shredded clothes, bloodied guazes and the other medical tools that needed to be sterilized and put away.
By the time she finished, it finally dawned to her that there was no trace of Bucky in the medic tent. Which means he didn't fall into the heavily injured category. So, there was two left; the one she prayed for and the other that dreaded her to even think about.
Y/N quickly made her way towards the tent where she can find the soldier in charge. However, if she was focused during one of the lieutenant's speech in the truck, she would've heard that she and the others were not authorized to enter certain parts of the base, which include the higher ups' tents.
When she was turned down by the soldiers, she sadly walked away towards the main area where Steve was supposed to perform. The drag of her feet across the dusty sand was heavy but no more heavier than the burden in her heart.
She watched as her black pump shoes gradually covered with light sand. Finding it odd that a few weeks ago she was standing on the shiny tile of a hospital in Brooklyn and now she was halfway across the world in the middle of the chaos of a war.
The things she'd do for love.
Soon enough, the dry ground was wet from the sudden down pour, turning it into a murky soggy path. Y/N quickly ran towards the main area where apparently the show was long over. "Did I missed Steve?" She thought as she stepped into the tent where the performers supposed to be.
The tent turned out to be empty and only the sound of drizzling raindrops above it was left behind. She looked around the area and saw the costumes for the performers were still there; the pleated white and red skirt hanging on the rack, white gloves clipped with them, the captain's shield with notes sticking at the back of it and the iconic blue helmet-mask thingy plastered with the obvious letter.
She peeked a little to the right only to see Steve hunched down on the floor, curling into himself just as he always did back when he was left beaten up in the alleyway somewhere in Brooklyn. She guessed that the upgrade of his size doesn't really change his habits.
Y/N walked closer to see him holding his sketchbook on one hand and another was a pencil pressing across the paper, lining the drawing of a monkey on a unicycle. "I guess the serum does not amplify your art skills huh Steve?" she teased as she approached the blonde man.
It took awhile for him to process it but when it came to him, he gently pushed her away, "Wait.. what are you doing here?" His brows creased into a worried frown.
Steve lifted up his head as he turned towards the familiar voice, "y/n?" His face lit up as he recognized her face. He stood on his feet and pulled her into a tight hug, "It's so good to see you." He sighed, he haven't seen her since his departure when she insisted for him to stay.
But alas, Steve was also as stubborn as her.
Y/N simply smiled as she responded, "They needed help, so I volueentered."
Steve shook his head in disbelief, "Bucky made me promise not to let you do stuff like this." In which Y/N countered, "And he also remind you not to do anything stupid until he get back so..." she purposely trailed her words for him to draw the conclusion on his own.
He let out a long sighed before concluding, "Bucky's gonna kill us."
Since, Bucky was in the topic, Y/N took the oppurtunity to asked Steve about him, "About that, have you heard--"
A woman's voice came from her back, cutting in between her words, "Steve?"
Steve nervously untangled himself from Y/N as he shyly greeted the woman, "Hi."
The woman continued to stare at Y/N trying to figure out her role and relationship with Steve but before she could get any strange idea, he quickly introduced her, "This is y/n. She's my good friend from home."
A spark of realization glint through her eyes "I see. I'm Peggy. Nice to meet you." She extended her hand towards Y/N, in which Y/N gladly shook it in hers as she reintroduced herself, "You too. I'm y/n."
After the brief exchange of smile between the two ladies, Steve continued to asked Peggy, "What are you doing here?"
Peggy sighed as she explained, "Officially, I'm not here at all." She paused as she picked her words, "I just came by to oversee the situation after the recent attack."
Although Y/N knew what Peggy meant, she was one of the medic staff that had been stitching up the aftermath of that attack after all. However, Steve on the other hand seemed to be lost.
Peggy further explained, "Schmidt sent out a force to Azzano, more than 200 men went up against him and less than 50 returned." She paused, "Your audience contained what's left of the 107th."
Steve's blues widen in realization that almost looked much like panic, "The 107th?"
"What?" Peggy prompt quickly.
Seeing the panic in Steve's eyes, she knew that her lover was no where near the safety that she prayed for. But before fear could set in, Steve sprinted out of the tent, "Come on!" he shouted as Y/N and Peggy ran closely behind him.
Steve then turned his head to Y/N, "Bucky?" He questioned shortly.
But even she was hoping that he'll know something about Bucky, apparently she was wrong, "I tried to ask but I'm not authorized to enter the tent. I was hoping you heard from him."
When they arrived to the tent, fortunately they had the permission to enter with the help of Peggy. "Well, if it isn't the Star-Spangled Man With A Plan. What is your plan today?" Colonel Philips greeted in a teasing manner.
Steve didn't even bother to greet the colonel as he demanded, "I need the casualty list from Azzano." In which the Philips responded, "You don't get to give me orders, son."
Knowing that arguments won't help the situation, he control his tone of voice and spoke, "I just need one name, Sergeant James Barnes from the 107th." He took a short breath and insisted, "Please tell me if he's alive, sir. B-A-R-"
Colonel Phillips stood on his feet as he walked towards a table behind him, "I can spell. I have signed more of these condolence letters today than I would care to count." He paused before turning around to eye on Steve and briefly on the very worried looking nurse next to him.
"But the name does sound familiar. I'm sorry." There was a flash of sincerity in his eyes when he looked towards Y/N.
The optimistic Steve continued to insist more about other possibilities than casualties, "What about the others? Are you planning a rescue mission?" They went back and forth about the what is the 'right' thing to do, "Yes, it's called 'winning the war'. "
And suddenly sound of the heavy rain fall was all Y/N could hear, then comes the booming of her heartbeat as the panic started to deprive her of any optimism, clouding her judgment to think of anything near to positive outcomes such as Steve.
It was getting harder to breath and the anxitey slowly choked her, forcing tears to pool in her eyes. Peggy swiftly took a hold on Y/N, before her knees managed to fall to the ground. The muffled sound of Peggy's voice managed to come through but not enough to wake her from the despair.
Before she knew it, Steve was already gone for an unauthorized rescue mission with the help from Peggy. And ever since, Y/N had spend every waking moment digging her knees into the uneven ground. Her elbows bruised from how hard she propped them on the steel edge of the army green cot. Her palms almost dented to shape of the silver cross as she desperately squeeze it between her hold.
She prayed and prayed for his return. For both of her dearest to be safe, to find their way home.
And for a moment Y/N thought her prayers were graciously granted by God, as the crowd was getter louder and the circle of soldiers were geting thicker when the survivors joined the rest of them. There were chantings of "Captain America" that echoed throughout the base and that gave her relief to know that Steve was safe.
But it was not enough to tame her anxiousness. Y/N's focus has never been sharper when her eyes scanned the crowd, she slithered her way between the jumping joy of the soldiers, grabbing onto some men who she mistook as Bucky until she saw him.
Her heartbeat ramped increasingly as she pushed through the soldiers, finding strength from the blood pumping excitement when she recognize those steel blues and that cheeky smile. Not long before she managed to grab onto his hand and pulled his attention to her.
It was brief but he knew that face anywhere; and suddenly his whole body was engulf into a familiar tight hug that he thought he could never be able to feel again. "James." her voice still stuttered even if it was just one word that came out of her lips.
"y/n?" Bucky called her name, almost in disbelief.
His gaze soften with a mix of concern and joy, "What do you mean you're here for me?" Bucky couldn't help but to let out a short laugh, "Sweetheart, you do realized that you're in the middle of a war?" His brows quirked as he reminded.
God, she never knew that she was able to miss his voice this much.
"Doll, what you doing here?" He gently lead her away, which she reluctantly followed, "I'm here for you." There was no need of lies now that Bucky was here in her arms.
Bucky might have just realized it now; what a stubborn, demanding, crazy little lover got himself. Though at the same time, she had never charmed him more.
Y/N rolled her eyes. Of course, she realized that. The moment she saw that form for enlistment, she knew. But, it didn't stop her to sign up, does it?
She laced her fingers into his, "I didn't come all the way here to fight with you, James." she whispered as she leaned closer, "So, please just shut up and kiss me."
Bucky sighed in defeat before running his tongue on his lower lip, "Well then, come here you little minx" he took her by the head and gave her the most desperate yet sweetest kiss she could never forget.
Brooklyn, 1944 â Promises, promises
It was the day that Steve, Bucky and the rest of the Howling Commandos were depolying to the Austrian Alps for one of the biggest mission since Captain's impulsive rescue mission in Italy last year.
Apparently, Zola was on the move and predicted to be passing though the location while travelling on a train.
This wasn't the first time she had sent Bucky away, but the fear of each always felt like it was her first; especially when she thought about the promise of death that's chained to a soldier's fate.
The closer the time of departure, the stronger her grip on Bucky's uniform becomes. And Bucky didn't need to say anything because he knows her too well; she won't take any of his sweet words as a cure for her distress.
Bucky slowly swayed her from side to side as their embrace tightens with need; her face hidden in the crook of his neck while his arms secured around her waist. He had to smile as it reminded him of their late night dance, barefoot on the kitchen floor of his apartment.
He could feel the teasing gaze coming from his back as well as the whistles of the Howling Commandos playfully making fun of him. Bucky was also well aware of the fact that everyone had made theirs bets on when will the Sargent James B. Barnes finally get down on his knees for his little nightingale of a nurse.
Unsurprisingly, Steve might just win the bet afterall. That punk just had know everything about him.
Y/N closer snuggled into him one last time, "Come home to me, James." She whispered against his skin before pulling away. Teary eyes threatened to spill its salty liquid as she looked up at him, "Promise me."
Bucky's charming smile lighten his features as he leaned to press a kiss in her forehead, "I promise."
Brooklyn, 1945 â Loved and lost
Months gone by, entered the new year, and it always felt like eternity for Y/N. She spent nights kneeling next to her bed and days on the church's floor; practically begging to God for the life of her lover, for keeping him away from death.
And the letters from Bucky also come and goes within those few months' time, with his promises of coming home that's laced in the words of his longing and love for her.
But, little did she knew, that promise met it's end of the bargain when the dreaded letter came to her hands. It came from the man she met back in Italy base, Colonel Phillips, sending the words of condolences for the death Sargent James B. Barnes during his honourable mission at the Austrian Alps.
But the first time she read to words, it didn't even register in her head. It was as if her brain failed to translate the message for her to understand. Y/N had been re-reading the same lines over and over and over until it finally clicked.
The usually bright eyes of hers were now slowly filled with tears, she was in the state of shock; that even if her brain knew exactly what had happened but her heart wasn't ready for it.Â
The tears started to fall down onto the letter. Drip by drip. And all of the sudden she lost every word that she could ever think of. Her silent scream; suffocating her with each breath she took desperately gripping onto the fragile piece of paper, holding it to her chest hold as if that would help to ease the pain in her heart.
Y/N could feel it in her ripping guts. How all the threads of every joyful memories she could ever once recall; they unraveled in a way that broke her to pieces until they were all but a rumpled of strings scattered about her feet.
A sharp fall had forced Y/N down to her knees, skin digging into the hard floor as her hands trembled silently, clutching onto the letter.
At first when she opened her mouth, there was not a single sound came out as her breath ripped from her lungs. Each left her with scars of loss and every waking minute in this reality was just pure pain.
Her body bend forward until her forehead meets the floor, that was when she wailed; an agonizing scream that left a haunting memory to the neighbours around her apartment.
She cried like there was too much raw pain inside that she could never contained. She cried like her soul needed to break loose from her skin, desperate to release a loathful rage on the world.Â
But it was more than just crying, it was the sobbing of a woman that drained of all hope. She sank on floor, willing herself to be swallowed by the dread and loss. Just screaming out the agonies that been dancing across her vulnerable veins.Â
Her chest violently quivered as she was desperately trying to catch the air. She collected every last energy that she had to call out the name of the lover she had loss, "James.." Her gasping breath whispered against the floor, "You promised."Â
A month later the nation celebrate to the announcement to the end of a war, but to Y/N it was just another wave of mourning grief to a loss of another precious person in her life; Steve.
Amidst the loud sound of cheering and laughter, she rushed away from the crowd to the place that she had put all her faith into. Stumbling through the empty church and falling at the feet of Jesus' statue, Y/N looked up at the face if God with loath, rage, despair, and tears.
But, God thought it would be merciful to let them die.
The night was brighten to the flashing light from the firework but all she could think of was how similar the sound of it to a firing canon in the war. And the thought of Bucky and Steve run through her mind.
She had been nothing but faithful to the lord, religiously prayed for no more than saving the life of people she held dear to her heart.
Y/N harshly ripped the cross necklace from her neck, tearing her skin apart in the process. She gripped on the cross in her hands, much like she would few month back but for completely different reason.
The crimson of her blood tainted her white collar of her nurse uniform as she she cursed the all mighty God for what he had done. Ever since, she swore to herself to never be naive to the illusion of God's mercy ever again.
Washington D.C., 2014 â An old friend
But lo and be hold, God had different plans for her. Y/N's body did die that night on the hospital bed but her soul never did. It was as if she was woken up from sleep in another body with the same face as her, that's when she realized she has been reincarnated.
Fate is full with irony and God has his way of twisting them for his own pleasure.
When Y/N died in the 60's, old and unmarried, even if she doesn't believe in God anymore, her dying wish was to be able to meet her lover and friend again.
At least one more time.
Apparently, she was only born in the same family lineage as her original life; whether coming from her younger brother or cousin or anyone related back to her bloodline. And sharing even the tiniest amount of blood of her own, triggers every single memory from her previous life.
It happened again.
This wasn't what she wanted.
She didn't want to live knowing she cannot be with Bucky.
So on the 2nd life, she did the unthinkable. She took her own life, thinking that she would finally leave the world behind but she didn't.
And again.
And again.
So, when she reached her 6th life, she realized that she will never able to meet James and Steve ever again; that was when she went rogue.
Her 6th life was filled with rage and vengeance that she took the idea of life very lightly. So, instead of living until the old days, she searched for revenge and got herself tragically killed in the process.
Now, the 18 year old Y/N was in her 7th life, with a new name that was given by her 7th parents, "Evelyn" , and the spitting image of her 1st life. From her dark raven hair to the light brown of her eyes. This time, she decided to try to accept the cruel fate; the cursed that God had placed on her for the sin that she made decades ago.
Y/N walked around the Smithsomian Museum, specifically at the American history section where they put up Captain America's exhibit. It's been how many lifetimes since she surround herself with knowledge of a past that she once lived.
Flashes of him appeared to where the figure stood; the memories was so vivid that she could still feel fabric of his suit against her, the electrifying feeling on his skin on her own.
This was the first time, since her first life. And most probably the last time since she was going overseas in a week to continue her studies in Asia.
She walked along the line up display of the Howling Commandos suits, remembering the living flesh of them as she took steps forward to each, stopping in front of Bucky's.
She ripped her gaze away just to be greeted by the portrait of Bucky, plastered so hugely on the memorial of one of the Howling Commandos section. Despite the cracking of her heart, her body move on its own; as they knew that deep down, Y/N's heart will always be yearning for her lover.
Her gaze soften with longing and nostalgic as she slowly blink at his features. His considerably messy hair, that little frown that he does to act mysterious for the ladies, and the thin layer of beard that she loved to leave her lipstick marks on.
Y/N's daydream were cut short when someone pulled her by the arm, startling her into a defensive mode. Her 6th life's habit almost broke through when she nearly flipped the man on the floor but thankfully she stopped herself as she recognized those blue eyes.
The man's face looked pale like he had seen a ghost, as he uttered a name that she haven't heard for decades, "y/n?"
She remembered how her parents rushed to her room when they heard the sudden cluttering sounds of panic upstairs, only to find their daughter on the floor looking pale while her cup of iced coffee spilling in all over her study desk as the viral youtube video of Captain America running through New York city barefoot.
"Steve..." she called his name wordlessly.
She knew he was alive. Everybody does, when the news came out in 2011, she was merely a 15 year old kid back then. Apparently, the super soldier serum helped him to survive the ice.
She remembered the feeling of both disbelief and joy that rushed through body as her parents helped her to sit up on her bed. The moment that it sunk into her head, she began to cry. Streams of joyful tears broke from her shaky body, each drop washed the painful burden in her heart as her parents lulled her to sleep.
She was cursed and now she had to live with it.
Y/N never made an effort to meet him after knowing truth because who would've believe her words?
She wasn't Steve. There wasn't any super soldier serum in her blood. There wasn't any tank of chemical that drown her with power.
But, how come the person managed to have the exact same face to hers. Now that he looked closer, she was younger than the last time he saw Y/N. She looked like she was in her teens, "Are you really y/n?" His voice was soft as he muttered.
Meanwhile, Steve seemed to be trapped in a spiralling confusion of his own. He examined each of her features and he had not a single doubt that she has the same face to an old friend in the 40's.
The same friend that he knew died of old age in the 60's.
Y/N bit the insides of her cheeks, holding back the urge of telling him the truth, "Sorry, I think you got the wrong person." she tried to untangle his grasp around the thin of her arm.
Even her voice was similar to Y/N, and she was looking at Bucky's photo like she knew him.
How could she say that she's was not Y/N?
"It's okay, sir." She smiled gently, like the way she usually does when Steve apologizes for his impulsiveness of picking a fight in alleyways. She looked up to the taller man as she continued, "Thank you for being alive..." she hesitated to call him by his name so instead she called for his other name, "...Captain."
Steve reluctantly let go of her arms and took a step away after seeing the distress on her face, "I-I'm sorry. You remind me of someone I know." He couldn't take his eyes off her.
She was just too similar looking to someone precious that he left behind.
She thanked him sincerely before walking away, leaving Steve to reminisce the memories of his life with Y/N and Bucky as he stared at Bucky's memorial.
The next week, she left the United States for Asia where she planned to spend 4 years studying at the National University of Singapore, leaving her past behind in hopes of moving forward with her life, refusing to care about the avengers shenanigans anymore, including her dear friend, Steve.
New York, 2018 â New norms
When half of the population was wiped out from the earth, two of them was Y/N's parents. And like every other people who had lost their loved ones during the blip, her parents sudden absence truly take a toll on her, especially when she was planning to live a long life with them.
After graduating and getting a decent job in Singapore, she was forced to go back to New York when it happened. Y/N couldn't just let her childhood house left abandoned, she simply can't let that happen.
You would thought a person who had multiple lifetimes would be used to losing someone they love but no. It only gets worst as the years go by.
The more Y/N tried to fit into the new norms, the more that she could feel herself slipping into old habits of her 6th life.
Until that one drunken night when she visited the Smithsomian Museum again after years of forcing herself to forget about him; it took her one look at the potrait of Bucky, she knew what she had to do.
Germany, 2023 â An old nemesis
Nearly 5 years into the blip and Y/N was already becoming a legend in the underground scene. They called her the Deathstalker. She never really knew the origin of it but nevertheless she chooses to stick with the newly founded identity.
With the skills she picked up on her 6th life, she easily became the most deadly assassin in the business, seemingly in a constant competition of reputation with the highly popular, black widow assassins.
If the curse made her technically immortal, then why not became the hunter destined to slay the monster. They said that Hydra will never die, but so was she. And if anything good came out from this curse, then she might as well use it to avenge Bucky.
Though she couldn't care less about who was winning the battle, she only cares about tracking anything or anyone related to Hydra.
After that fateful night at the museum, she couldn't to think that this must be her calling.
And bring the old nemesis to the ground.
Nowadays, she takes her time and still get the job done flawlessly. Just like she is now, when the soft but dark sound of her chuckle, interrupted the silence that had claimed the room.
Her 6th life was similar to this but she wasn't going to make the same mistake. The flaming greed to have her revenge was too strong back then, it lead her to be hasty and clumsy, which then let her to an early death.
But, she's grown out of those immaturity.
The poor man was sitting limp on the chair with his body tied with it. He had been like this for seemingly hours with a knife in one of his thighs, which trembled with the vibrations of his body.
More so, when Y/N twisted them, causing a keen of pain to clawed up his throat and spilled out a hoarse groan.
"Where is it?" Her fingers wrapped around the handle, as she watched the man tossed his head, more with fear than trying to answer.
"I don't like to repeat myself." Y/N slid the blade free, causing a noise he would not forget. The man sagged against his bonds, panting as he watched the blood surged and dribbled out of the wound.
But then he felt the prick against his other leg, wide eyes turning to watch as the knife was held above his skin, Y/N's hand flat against the top, ready to push in. "Where the fuck is it?" her tone was eerie as the voice changer in her mask produced an emotionless robotic effect on it.
"I don't know what you're talking about." The thick german accent seethed through his voice as he grunted in pain.
There was only boredom in Y/N's eyes as she gazes straight into his. A stab of the knife went through his thigh without a warning, until the tip of it almost met the flat surface of the chair beneath it.
"Playing dumb isn't going to help you, mutt." She twisted the knife, pulled out and stabbed it again causing him to fall into an almost delirious state, "Please, please please, I swear I don't know anything about the serum." He blurted out of misery.
The whole room echoed with the sound of the whimpering and cries of his struggle, "Please, I swear to God I don't know what you're talking about." He pleaded as fast as he can, when he felt the shortage of breaths in his lungs due to dealing with the excruciating pain.
He fucked up.
There it was.
The thing she wanted to hear.
Y/N's eyebrow quirked in interest, "I never mentioned the serum in our conversation, no?"
He knew that he fucked up.
But, does it matter when his body was searing in pain?
By the end of the intense interrogation, Y/N finally got the intel she needed to find and destroy whatever was left behind by Wilfred Nagel, who was recruited by the CIA to recreate the super soldier serum.
She needed to destroy it before its finished.
Those greedy fuckers just cannot stay away from things that shouldn't be meddled with. Even Y/N could see the potential threats of a successful recreation the super soldier serum; they were practically asking for Hydra to revive to its glory days.
And she would not allow that to happen.
A loud wail left the man's lips, almost sounded a little strained as he had been screaming in pain for hours. Y/N mercilessly grabbed him by his sweaty chin as she pried his mouth open. Knowing exactly what was coming, the man begged, "Oh lord, please please help me please."
Leaning closer she coldly spoke, "The gods doesn't care you. Trust me I've been there." With a swift strike, she forced her knife down his throat, and a splash of red tainted her mask, nearly got into her eyes but she managed to blink before it does.
She stood still as she watched him gurgle on his own blood as death collected his soul. Wiping the blood away from her eyelid, she walked out of the abandoned building with a mission to finish; all the while blissfully oblivious to the war that the avengers were fighting to their death on the other side of the world.
Madripoor, 2024 â The most prized asset
The returned of her parents were as sudden as the lost. Though she was glad that they were back, however she had to live a double life now that they kept asking about her job and personal life as they wanted to catch up for the lost of time in 5 years.
Y/N felt bad for lying to her parents but it was for their own good. Now, that she had sent them to a honeymoon to travel all over Europe, she felt better in pursuing her mission without concerns.
Besides the joyful return there was also the awful ones.
Now, that Wilfred Nagel was back from the blip. The serum was perfected to its finest version. And was stolen by bunch of kids protesting for equal rights.
What a fucking mess that was.
With her face hidden behind her signature mask, Y/N walked through the messy crowd as she searches for Shelby's men. This should be a short meeting, since Shelby and her had history together; or more to a favour that she owns to Y/N.
But, she would deal with that later. The main focus right now was to find the man itself. There would be no more serums if the source is eradicated.
That was her priority.
However, when she tried to tune in into the hushed conversations in the crowd, she noticed that the murmurs seemed to be divided into two hot topics; one about the sudden appreance of the Deathstalker, which was herself, and second was surprisingly about the return of another notorious assassin.Â
Then when the conversations died down, a fight suddenly broke out. Y/N hold on the handle of her blades from the side of her thighs, as she stiffed into a defensive mode.
While on the other hand, the crowd seemed to be more interested in recording the fight, than avoiding it.
It was not the pattern of the sleeve from his suit.
She seemlessly weaved her way through the people, only to see that the action ended with man choked onto the table of bar. The attacker's face turned awat from her that she could only his figure from the back.
Then a gleam of gold caught her attention, Y/N squinted her eyes as she analyzed the man's left arm.
Which reminded of her of someone she came across in her 6th life; but his was a tin foil silver with a red star on his upper arm. At the time, he was Hydra's most prized asset, they called him the Winter soldier.
It was his arm.
A black bionic arm.
Part II >> (coming soon)
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A/N: yes, I am well aware that left y'all hanging but I still hope you enjoy this one. Tell me what you think so far, I'm curious if y'all cry at the part where she received the letter or maybe you can comment of something else, I'd still love to hear them âĄ
So apparently Iâm the only person that actually liked the Tyler/Wednesday dynamic, despite a couple things, so Iâm about to make an entirely uncalled for essay defending them because I became very emotionally attached in the one night I spent watching this show
To start, I liked how awkward Tylerâs character was right off the bat, because I feel like you donât see that kind of character type as love interests in much media. A lot of the time itâs overshadowed for the Golden Retriever or Angsty Brooding Typeâ˘, and it was really refreshing seeing a different archetype as a love interest. The way him and Wednesday coupled together was always kind of awkward and uncertain, but it felt kinda more real that way considering thatâs how a lot of high school romances start out. I really loved the idea of a kind of âbaby hold my flowerâ dynamic between the two, crazy obsessive outcast gf/laid-back supportive normie bf who makes posters to cheer her on during her rampages
On the flip side, once the reveal happened there was so much potential. I wanted his redemption so bad. I wanted him to go back to how he was, while also letting loose more on his more angry feral side while also getting a scene where he got to be redeemed. I was waiting for him to turn to their side any minute, with a speech afterwards about how yes his actions were bad, and while they werenât his choice persay he just might have enjoyed them, but that doesnât mean he never liked her! That was all him! Because in all honesty I liked his sweet and caring side contrasted with her cold unfeeling demeanor, although I do see many arguments being made in favor of the serial killer/serial killer stopper dynamic which could be explored
And in terms of canon: the date was adorable, well thought out and showed he actually knew her (like how a scary movie wouldnât actually scare her: a chick flick would), the way he liked her dancing at the RaveâN, how he always brought her quads, the birthday cake + coffee, all the little sweet gestures of his
(I know thatâs only the things he did- but this post is more about him than Wednesday)
Iâm fairness, the âI thought you were sending signalsâ bit felt a little out of left field since she acted the same the whole time, but Iâve learned from experience that if you like someone and you hope they like you back, you can basically turn anything they do at all into a signal
All Iâm saying is, ship what you want, but I feel that they worked a lot better than some people give them credit for, and if he hadnât have been the Hyde they wouldâve been really good together, and they still could be
TL;DR, Wednesday x Tyler worked and would also have worked better under different circumstances
idk but saying tyler being a manipulative serial killer means he canât be with wednesday is genuinely so funny to me like baby this is the addams family weâre talking about. being a manipulative serial killer should put him at the top of the viable choices for wednesday list.
He said he liked killing in the police station scene. Heâs a bad person blah, blah, blah. This is me finally becoming a full blown Tyler apologist and if you donât like it keep scrolling. Up until now Iâve been open to criticism of Tyler about that scene, but now I have a whole new perspective. I truly donât believe that was him AT ALL.Â
By now we all know that Thornhill shackled Tyler up in a cave, and drugged him to unlock his Hyde so heâd become loyal to her. But something stood out to me while rewatching episode seven. Itâs the scene where Wednesday is reading Faulknerâs diary that reads, âBorn of mutation, the Hyde lays dormant until unleashed by a traumatic event or unlocked by chemical inducement or hypnosis. This act causes the Hyde to form an immediate bond with itâs liberator who the creature now sees as itâs master. It becomes the willing instrument of whatever nefarious agenda this new master might purpose.â So, not only is Tyler forced to do Thornhillâs bidding, heâs conditioned to like it. If that is even Tyler in the first place. Maybe itâs the Hyde in Tyler form. That would make what he said at the station make so much more sense. Him telling Wednesday he enjoyed everything, but then the way his eyes watered after. Iâve come around to the idea that Tyler wasnât in complete control in that moment. I now believe that thereâs a distinction between the real Tyler, his Hyde-self in Tyler form, and the actual physical monster.Â
Also, Tyler being a boring character is complete bs. If you donât like him thatâs fine, but donât lie and tell me heâs bland.
You and Bucky go to investigate the phenomenon happening in Westview, New Jersey. While attempting to understand the issue, you yourselves are sucked into Wandaâs world of pretend. Now, you believe yourselves to be the happily married Mr. and Mrs. Barnes; in real life, you are most definitely not a happy pair. It is up to you and Bucky to piece together whatâs happening while dealing with one another inside the hex.
2. Wordpeddler by @heli0s-writes
Bucky x Reader Social Media AU
An online petition for the Avengers to be interviewed turns into a series of misadventures with the so-called wordpeddler.
3. Almost Had Me Believing It by @tuiccim
Bucky x Reader
An undercover operation playing Bucky Barnes' wife is a dream come true. Playing house in the suburbs while trying to take down a drug ring brings you and Bucky closer but a nosy neighbor causes trouble in paradise.
4. Whoâs She? | The Long Run by @itsapeterthing â¨
Bucky x Doctor!Reader (2 parts)
when sam gets injured during a mission and isnât able to go to a hospital, bucky brings him and natasha to his own home to get cared for by his girlfriend, y/n, who heâs been keeping a secret.
5. trilogy by @buckycuddlebuddy
Fuckboy!Bucky x Reader College AU
he was toxic. most of the time you were with him, you were used for pleasure only, you knew that, and he wasnât hiding it. maybe it was how good he made you feel that made you fell in love with him, or maybe it was the fact that he somehow made you feel like you were someone â but you fell in love with him. although you knew in the beginning that you shouldnât have, it was way too late for that, now. you were in too deep.Â
6. Iâm With You by @wkemeup â¨
Bucky x Reader Modern AU
When two strangers meet on a layover in the Charlotte Airport, they are sent on a whirlwind weekend filled with cancelled flights, painful questions over giant checkers, an ex-boyfriendâs wedding, and a confrontational graduation. They find that a lifetime can sit in the span of three days and it doesnât take very long at all to fall in love.
7. Cheek to Cheek by @wienerbarnes
Bucky x Criminal!Reader
Mentions and descriptions of kidnapping, torture, and being held in prison, crime stuff, warnings will be more specific depending on the chapter
8. Tinman by @indyluckycharlie
Bucky x Prosthetist!Reader
Bucky survives the fall from the train and comes home, hoping to return to his old life. But heâs not the man he was before. Heâs not sure heâll ever be.Â
9. Say It by @sgtjbuccky â¨
Bucky x Reader
In where you loved Bucky unconditionally, enough to sacrifice your life for his happiness, now Bucky tries to save yours.
10. Peach Scones by @sgtjbuccky â¨
Bucky x Reader
In where Bucky has it so bad for you, he cannot find the words to confess his feelings. After an entire year of failed attempts, plus a declaration of love for scones, he decides itâs about time the words come out of his mouth. Only Bucky knows himself and is certain itâs gonna be one hell of a challenge.Â
11. Hostage of Your Eyes by @sinner-as-saint
Mob!Bucky x Reader
You accept an unusual offer made by a very familiar, but dangerous mob boss. And despite the rather bizarre situation and all the troubles which come along the way; old flames rekindle â and you find love again, where it wasnât supposed to be.
12. No Such Thing by @sanguineterrain
College!Bucky x Reader
Youâve been assigned to write a column for your school paper on the teamâs spectacular running back. You donât care very much for your universityâs football team; you just canât understand the hype, okay? Turns out your distaste for football bigheads was exactly on point: James Barnes is insufferable.
13. Take it Back by @allandoflimbo
Bucky x Reader Modern AU
About five years ago, a one night stand with Y/N tore Buckyâs life apart. It was also the night before his wedding. Now heâs married to her sister and she needs a place to stay.
14. Who I Was Looking For by @soopranatural
Bucky x Reader Soulmate AU
Even after you started wearing cuffs, the words are engraved in your mind as well as your wrist. You know youâre not destined for love as soon as you learn how to read. How could you? When the words âSorry, youâre not who I was looking forâ are written in black ink on your skin.
15. Tinder Match by @sunflowergirl522
Bucky x Reader Social Media AUďżź
You look at the older people on Tinder joking about finding a sugar daddy. Thatâs when you stumble upon a man claiming to be 106. Intrigued you swipe right and match with him.
16. Bucky Barnes x Rogers!Reader Collection by @itsapeterthing
40s!Bucky x Rogers!Reader
Youâve known your brotherâs best friend Bucky Barnes since before you can even remember. As the two of you get older, your relationship grows from one of teasing friendship to an everlasting love. Despite all odds and decades apart, you never fail to find each other every time.
17. Love You Forever ⢠2 | Whereâd All The Time Go ⢠2 by @coffeecatsandcandles
Dad!Bucky x Reader
Bucky reunites with you after the blip, only to find out he's now a father.
Bucky's daughter comes home to tell him that she's lost her first tooth.
18. Ladykiller by @mymoonagedaydream
Bucky x Reader College AU
By now you were pretty skilled at recognising players, but for some reason you just couldnât fucking stay away from them
19. to be a god to be a hero by @spiderbitchspiderbitch
Bucky x Immortal!Reader
after being alive for a hundred and twenty some odd years, you think youâd have learned to be immune to the smile of any handsome, leather-clad man with pretty eyes ............ but Bucky Barnes isnât just anyone, and neither are you. in fact, the two of you might have a lot more in common than you think.Â
20. A Certain Romance by @wienerbarnes
Bucky x Reader Fake Dating AU
With the threat of yet another bad date at the result of Sam Wilsonâs meddling, Buckyâs desperate to find a solution. As are you, another victim to Samâs failed matchmaking. The two of you come up with a genius plan: pretend to date each other in order to escape the poking and prying nose of the Falcon.
21. Much Ado About Nothing by @wienerbarnes
Bucky x Reader
As Steve, Sam, and Bucky return home from a grueling mission where Steve has a near-death experience, he makes the last minute decision to propose to his long-time girlfriend, Sharon Carter. To pass the time until the impulsive wedding, the team decides to play a game: Get Bucky to fall in love with their residential tech expert, also coincidentally the bane of Buckyâs existence - You.
22. Flashing Lights by @pellucid-constellations
Paramedic!Bucky x Reader (2 parts)
Buckyâs worst fears come true when heâs called to a scene. If heâs the one with the dangerous job, then why is it your life thatâs hanging in the balance?
23. Teach Me How to Love by @buckyismybicycle
Dad!Bucky x Teacher!Reader
Natasha leaves behind her precious daughter, Yelena, and with her dying breath asks Bucky to look after her.
24. Secret Confession by @buckysmischief
Bucky x Reader Social Media AU
After an unexpected break up with Bucky, you change a few things. Your hair, your number, even your schedule for the upcoming semester. But after weeks of dodging the topic, your roommates (MJ, Peter and the Twins) and your close friend Natasha decide itâs time to help you move on.
25. December Challenge by @thesnowsoldierwrites â¨
Bucky x Reader
you and bucky spend a moment away from the party together
26. The Rumor by @sidepartskinnyjeans
Bucky x Agent!Reader
there's a rumour going around the compound about you and Sergeant Barnes, which is ridiculous because he's an avenger and you're a junior agent. How would a rumour like that even get started?
27. Our Home to Heal by @subwaysurf45
Bucky x Reader
working at the VA, youâve found your place. helping people in the sobriety unit as well as cooking for the food bank, the VA had everything for you. Bucky Barnes has a not-so-good first impression but after dealing with a dark recent past he finds you to help him heal.Â
28. Sixth Sense by @buckybarnesowl
Bucky x Enhanced!Reader
Bucky struggles to find his place after Team Cap returns to the compound. People are still wary of the ex-assassin, including some of the Avengers, but you know better. You sense his goodness despite, and youâll do anything to make feel what you feel.
29. A Half-Naked Nurse and Wrong Ideas by @urimaginespimp
Bucky x Reader (2 parts)
youâve gotten sick and Bucky takes care of you
30. This Love by @urimaginespimp
Bucky x Witch!Reader
A multi-chapter fic between the reader and Bucky in different settings of the MCU, starting with them meeting during Civil War, up to TFAWTS.
31. Sweeter Than Honey by @foreverindreamlandd â¨
Mechanic!Bucky x Assistant!Reader
It's your first international trip working for bestselling author Tony Stark as his new personal assistant, and you're desperate to prove yourself worthy of such an incredible opportunity. But when things start to go wrong whilst staying in Dublin, and suddenly you're stuck in the middle of the Wicklow Mountains with a flat tire, you're convinced that you'll be fired before the day is over. Luckily, a handsome, blue-eyed mechanic with an accent that makes your insides melt comes just in time to save the day.
32. Solace by @winterdrag0n â¨
Bucky x Reader Modern AU
After years of living abroad, youâre finally back to New York with a failed marriage and a flashy new job at Art Gallery. In your cousin Steveâs wedding, you meet Bucky again. Your relationship with Bucky had been complicated, to say the least. He had been your childhood enemy, friend with benefits and drinking buddy. But this time, with new circumstances, the two of you might find solace in each other.
33. Keeping Me Up by @writing-for-marvel
Neighbor!Bucky x Reader
When Bucky moves in next door, you seem to get much less sleep than when your previous neighbour lived in apartment 4a.
34. The Name of the Game by @starbxcks
Bucky x Reader College AU
Bucky Barnes doesnât do love or relationships. He does nights of meaningless sex and the occasional date before ghosting his latest victim. When his roommates bet him $200 heâll never be able to get a girl to fall in love with him, heâs all in. Enter Y/N Y/L/N, seemingly good girl next door that Bucky knows heâll be able to make fall for him. When she finds out about the bet Y/N only has one thing in mind: beat the bastard at his own game.
35. Paws and Pins by @starbxcks
Tattoo Artist!Bucky x Reader Social Media AU
In which Bucky runs into the owner of the animal shelter across the street from his shop.
36. Amaranthine by @kashimos-hajime â¨
Bucky x Reader
a boy and a girl went off to war. they fell in love and the devil laughed.
37. Nightmare by @petertingle-yipyip
Bucky x Hydra!Reader
You were only in New York for a recon mission. Seek out and assess the threat. But when you get distracted by a handsome soldier, plans change.
⸠âThis is a sentence with a dialogue tag at the end,â she said.
⸠âThis,â he said, âis a sentence split by a dialogue tag.â
⸠âThis is a sentence,â she said. âThis is a new sentence. New sentences are capitalized.â
⸠âThis is a sentence followed by an action.â He stood. âThey are separate sentences because he did not speak by standing.â
⸠She said, âUse a comma to introduce dialogue. The quote is capitalized when the dialogue tag is at the beginning.â
⸠âUse a comma when a dialogue tag follows a quote,â he said.
âUnless there is a question mark?â she asked.
âOr an exclamation point!â he answered. âThe dialogue tag still remains uncapitalized because itâs not truly the end of the sentence.â
⸠âPeriods and commas should be inside closing quotations.â
⸠âHey!â she shouted, âSometimes exclamation points are inside quotations.â
However, if itâs not dialogue exclamation points can also be âoutsideâ!
⸠âDoes this apply to question marks too?â he asked.
If itâs not dialogue, can question marks be âoutsideâ? (Yes, they can.)
⸠âThis applies to dashes too. Inside quotations dashes typically expressââ
âInterruptionâ â but there are situations dashes may be outside.
⸠âYouâll notice that exclamation marks, question marks, and dashes do not have a comma after them. Ellipses donât have a comma after them eitherâŚâ she said.
⸠âMy teacher said, âUse single quotation marks when quoting within dialogue.ââ
⸠âUse paragraph breaks to indicate a new speaker,â he said.
âThe readers will know itâs someone else speaking.â
⸠âIf itâs the same speaker but different paragraph, keep the closing quotation off.
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Hi Iâm a bit new in this space and I love your art and your posts! Do you have any stucky fic recommendations? Donât worry if not! Have a great day!
Hi!! and welcome to this beautiful fandom filled with lovely people <3 aww thank you, you're so nice. Sorry this took a bit of time, I had to go into my bookmarks to rec my faves. Here they go, don't forget to always check the tags in case something is not your cup of tea
the classics I always reread:
The man on the bridge by boopboop the fic that made me ship them romantically back in the day :')
Indelible by MMXIII destroys me to this day
G.I. Joes and 2AM Diners by OhCaptainMyCaptain my fave AU and tbh the one I reread whenever I feel sad
Circling Back by chaya
Here's a Conspiracy by castiowl CHECK THE TAGS THO *cries*
despite the threatening sky and shuddering earth (they remained) by praximeter (Zimario) I think I've read this like more than ten times fr
Sticky notes by oceanicfeelings
Falling Back on Forever by ftmsteverogers
Revenant by stele3
let me be buried under your name by tempestaurora UTTER HEARTBREAK MY HEART
Anamorphosis by radialarch
This Sunlit Land, Far Strayed and Yet Unconquered by eyres EVERYTHING THIS AUTHOR WRITES IS PAIN BUT THE GREAT KIND *cries again*
Into That Good Night and Motion training by Nonymos ahhh nonymos by beloved. They've been here for so long, and to this day keep posting new stuff. Love them. Check the tags for Motion training tho
recent ones I've read:
drowning in the night by mcwho (they have like some great explicit stucky fics omg)
On The Other End of the Line by velleities
Dream A Little Dream Of Me by unicornpoe
And now this group of fellas who keep posting the best of the best in 2022 <3 All their works are simply amazing, here are just some of them, seriously we are so lucky to have these people around and posting actively.
All These Things That Iâve Done by @not-withoutyou *cries*
you're not my homeland anymore and Spelling Out Desire by @between-a-ship-and-a-hard-place *cries again*
I was alone, I took a ride by the amazing @otp-holic stunning wip, can't wait to see what's gonna happen next but it's already one of my favorite fics TnT
My puzzle piece by @marvelousescapism (nsft hehe)
Stripped Bare by @turtle-steverogers (nsft <3)
Reckless Serenade and Coming up easy by @musette22 *clutches heart*
Marry me and Misplaced Pencils by @somanywords *clutches heart* *cries*
In the New Light of Dawn by @dontcallmebree
it's not like a tree (when the roots have to end) by @ixalit
I answered an ask similar to this one a while ago with some other fics. This post is way more organized but hey :D Hope you have fun, and enjoy!!!
Summary: Your last drink with Bucky before embarking to a new job across the globe. Your five years friendship had evolved to be an infatuation a long time ago and both of you knew you should stop.
Warning: Angst
Word Count: 1.4K
âYou donât understand,â she said.
Bucky shook his head in disagreement.
âYou can be in love and not do anything about it. Just let the feeling sink in, hurt you, be quiet about it, until you donât feel it anymore. Until the pain numbs you.â She made the effort to sound reassuring.
Again, Bucky shook his head.
âIt doesnât mean I wasnât in love. I was. I just did nothing about it, because I was mature enough not to act on it,â she explained the situation in past tense. âBecause we were mature enough.â She changed the object to âweâ.
âWe were mature enough,â Bucky repeated.
âYes.â She stared at Bucky with that look againâ the look that Bucky swore could crumble his years of defense right there right thenâ along with a poignant smile.
âAnd which part donât I understand?â Bucky cocks his brows, looking a little smug.
âOn the part you kept asking ânow what?ââ She stopped for a while, sipping her martini. âThere should be no ânow whatâ, because there was no action to be taken. It was just a fact that I fell in loveââ
âWe fell in love,â Bucky corrected her.
âYeah, whatever. Doesnât matter who. The point is, no action. Nothing. None. Nada.â
âAll right, got it,â he said with a wry smile.
