#bbb 2022

The Bandom Big Bang 2022 collection is officially live on AO3! Our writers have put in months of time and dedication to create an explosion of new works for all of us to enjoy, and we’re so proud to showcase their hard work today.

Keep an eye out for writer spotlights, which will be posted in the coming days, and creator compliment pieces, which will be added to the collection in the next month.

Thank you so much to everyone who has participated in BBB22—you’ve made the challenge what it is and we couldn’t have done it without you!

I See Red

Square filled: Y3

Pairing: Bucky/Natasha

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: some mild body horror/psychological thriller

Tags: mind control, mild body horror, unhappy ending

Summary: 

Every day is a perfect day.

He wakes up with her in his arms, a faceful of red hair, smooth skin under his fingertips. For a blissful, quiet moment, everything is red, red like her hair, red like the moment right before the sun slips below the horizon on a perfect night, red like a fire in the fireplace, warm down to his bones, defrosting some of his winter. She fits perfectly against him like a puzzle piece, their jagged edges smoothing out into a beautiful picture, a picture of fall leaves and crisp air, of cool mornings and warm afternoons, right before the world turns icy again.

If Only I’d Known on AO3 for the prompt Last Times/Farewells 

Rating: T, no archive warnings apply

Tags: Farewells, Bucky leaves for war, Sad Ending, Angst, Bucky Barnes Was Drafted, Pre-Captain America: The First Avenger, Bucky Barnes-centric

Excerpt: 

Ma sniffles again, a little less concealed this time, and wipes her eyes. “You get home safe to me, James Buchanan,” she says sternly. “Write as often as you can.” 

“I will,” he tells her. “I’m gonna be just fine, ma, don’t worry.” 

It’s the same lie he’s been repeating since he got his draft card in the mail all those weeks ago, so rehearsed at this point he doesn’t have to think about the words before saying them, and after every repetition it feels more and more like a falsehood. Judging by the sour look on his pa’s face, he’s not the only one thinking it.