#stcucky

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ATTENTION! LOST ARM (If found please contact:) by Fakesheep-luna Teen, 8k Bucky doesn't understand why everyone is so worked up. He just went out for a few drinks, made some new friends and passed out in a dumpster. No big deal! "No big deal??" Steve squeaks, throwing his hands up in the air "You lost your arm! And you don't even remember how!" "Well, at least it wasn't the good one."

Guys!! This fic is comedy approved! its really good, made me laugh a lot, and the plot? amazing. Go read!

Break In by Tenspencerriedplease 7k Scott Lang, at least, understood why Tony hated this stupid job so damn much. He had a Masters degree in engineering but Tony was working on a PhD. Unfortunately for him even with his previous experience and schooling- good schooling- he was stuck working in a knockoff version of McDonald’s meets Subway. At least he works there until he meets Steve and Bucky.

askfjnsfdjsn aaaaaaaa I love gang AU and this one is Great. Highly recomend!

Brooklyn Boys - Bakey Au* by Quicksylver28 Teen/Mature 27k Tony is a bachelor college professor who walks into Steve and Bucky's Bakery/ Cafe. Awkward Flirting ensues.... and fluff, we wont forget the fluff.

ITS SO SWEET! Pun intended. Gosh, I wish I could eat all those baked goods. Sounds delicious. Anyways, the fic is sweet. Peter is a good friend.

Bruises and Drunken Heart Tattoos by Akira_of_the_twilight Teen, 6k An older man in his thirties was standing over Bucky with a bottle of aspirin in one hand, and the fingers of his other hand still gripping the rim of the cup he’d set down on the nightstand. Amber eyes blinked at Bucky in mild surprise. The man’s lips curved into a teasing smirk. “I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

I wanna hug Tony so hard over the course of this fic. It’s cute the way they fall in love. And it’s also funny. 

Canvas, Ink & Paint* by Ficlicious Teen, 11k Bucky's got one goal: to rescue a captured SHIELD agent and get out before the guards realize he's not one of them. Unfortunately, apparently he's also got soulmates, and when their messages and sketches start appearing on his skin, his mission becomes a complicated mess of trying not to get caught covered in their ink.

!!!!!! I love soulmate aus and this fic is one of my favorites!! Poor Bucky, tho, he was just trying to do his work. Go read!! 

Carrier by Just_another_tinker Explicit, 49k Steve and Bucky gift Tony with their jacket that survived from the 1940's. Turns out that wasn't the only thing that survived.

YALL. SO. MUCH. ANGST. and with a happy ending? someone said Pining? PERFECTION. I love the group dimensions in this fic. 

Comic Books and Kings by Ashes0909 Explicit, 10k Tony Stark read Captain America comics and everyone knew it, but it was only ever about Bucky Barnes.

Freacking great! Tony having a crush on Bucky before his crush on Steve? Godsent. 

Coffee Love* by Syriala Good, 8k Tony thought his best day was when Steve walked into the coffee shop he was working in. That was until Bucky came in a few days later.

The fluff!! The flirting!! Their kind of pining! *heart eyes*

Cried For Love (Can’t Stand It) by Potrix Explicit, 7k Bucky braces his hands on his hips, and tilts his head to the side, expression caught somewhere between anxious, confused, and nervous. “Well, shit.” “Yeah,” Steve agrees, worrying at his bottom lip, and rubbing at the back of his neck. “That can’t be good.”

Steve and Bucky become spirits and Tony blames himself (which he shouldn’t but thats Tony for you). I love this fic a loooot! (and i wanna hug tony a loooot too)

Difficult Conversations by Yumekiumono Mature, 34k HYDRA had brainwashed their Asset into silence, and then muzzled him to boot. It's not that surprising that Bucky no longer considers talking to be one of his strong suits. So why does he keep having to have difficult conversations? Or, the road to loving Tony Stark is never an easy one.

!!! Man! Tony/Bucky is strong in this fic, but also Steve is there and he is cute. Ive read some WinterIron fics with a similar plot, but the fact that this is Stuckony makes it 100% better. 

Don’t Say It by Bibliomaniac Teen, 35k Tony Stark is autistic and nonverbal. Which is fine, obviously, except for it means that Steve and Bucky don't have his words, and it only takes him a few minutes to decide they don't need to know he has theirs. That's also totally and definitely fine, until he goes and falls in love with them.

So. Fuckin. Good! Soulmate au. Its a must read fanfic. For real. The pining and the angst. Gosh, Tony is the best fuckin person. He doesn’t deserve all this pain.

Eagles by Spqr Teen, 6k Natasha presses her hand over her heart, and – Tony has heard rumors, that her skin is blank, or that she killed her other half, but he doesn’t believe them. “They deserve to know, don’t you think?” “They’ve been together for ninety years, Nat,” he says. “They’re practically married. There’s no room for me.”

Gosh!! Another soulmate au. Me addicted in them? yes. This one hurts more. I think i really cried while reading it. But has a happy ending so its worth it! 

From Winter’s Cold by 27dragons Explicit, 64 Thanks to one of Thor's crazy stalkers, Tony finds himself stranded in the past. If he significantly changes the course of history, he might never get home again. The choice, when it appears, turns out to be not nearly as difficult as he might have expected.

I simply love this fic. One of my personal favorites! Tony is taken back to 1945 and he finds no one other than.... Bucky. Go read! 

Liebestraum No.3 in A Flat by Daecyan_Shikoba Teen, 10k I humbly request to the pianist: Liebestraum No.3 in A flat

Im actually just doing this rec because of this fic. sfdjnsdkjfsn i love it SO much. Pianist Tony has a crush on his neighbours and has anonymous requests to play the piano. Its great. This fic is so relaxing to read.  

Long Distance by Notevenclosetostraight Explicit, 44k At the end of a bad day, Tony gets drunk and texts Rhodey all his woes. Except he typed the wrong number, and has been texting someone named Steve– who is blond, 28, teaches art and somehow charmed by Tonys drunk rambles.

Go read!!!!!!!! Its cute, full of sexy times and fluff. 

Hands by ezazahaz Teen, 1k He pushed harder, feeling the suit start to crack under his metal hand, the arc reactor giving way. Just a bit more force, and it might push through the grafted skin and false sternum that had replaced the device that had once been a part of the man. This time, instead of saving the man's heart, it would crush it, and he could never hurt Bucky again, never hurt Steve again. Bucky has a nightmare.

I know this one is smoll. But! it’s full of emotion and hurt/comfort. It’s cute. Mostly Bucky/Tony

Hollowness by amobisan Explicit, 63k It feels like a hollowness, when Tony first realizes. First sees. And the first thought, the first thought his useless, traitorous, genius brain can come up with was "At least this time when he leaves, it wasn't your fault."

So. Many. Feels. Tony is so selfless and sad it’s painful. But there’s also so much fluff!!! And a Lot of sexy times. 

How Good You’ve Got It by Orphan Account Mature, 2k Tony was only trying to work on deciphering Loki's power signature, which admittedly what Steve would call 'poking an angry brown bear with a pointy stick'. But if he could just- Shit. It wasn't supposed to do that.

Goddamn. One of my favorite fics!! I’ve already reread this like, three times. It’s small, I know, but the plot? Incredible.

Me through Him to You* by sahiya Teen/Explicit, 71k “You’re sick, you need someone to look after you. This mission could take a couple of days, and I want you in one piece when I get home.” Tony sighed. “Why do you care?” Steve’s mouth twisted unhappily. “I hope that’s the fever talking.” He stepped closer. “When I get home,” he said, so quietly that Tony didn’t think even the nosiest of their nosy friends could hear it, “we’re going to talk, all right? Until then, please let Bucky look after you. Consider it me looking after you, through him.”

First fic: sick fic, sick fic, sick fic!! Fluff!!! Love! Second fic: all. the. angst. you never knew you needed, with ahappy ending, tho. 

Not Like That At All by Catchclaw Explicit, 8k One last gig. That’s what Steve tells himself this'll be.

Hilarious! I s w e a r it’s so funny. I mean- theres a lot of smut that happens but the end? comical. And sweet. Go read!

One Date Wonder by Arukou Explicit, 20k Every week, the same guy comes into Steve and Bucky's diner and every week, he's got a new date on his arm. Guy just can't seem to catch a break, and after a particularly bad date, Steve and Bucky start taking matters into their own hands to help him out.

Sweet, cute, fluffy! Poor Tony I want to hug him :’( Amazing Diner!Au, a must read.

Pretend You Don’t Know Me!  by Aknightofagoodking Teen, 16k Peter forgets that his class is taking a field trip to Stark Tower. Tomorrow. ["So you want us to pretend we don't know you that well?" Mister Stark asks, looking somewhat unhappy. "Yes! Exactly! Pretend I'm actually just an intern. Can you do that for me, please?"]

Ok, so this focus more on Peter. But Stuckony as Peter’s dad? Isn’t that just the best thing in the world? 

Scientific Heresy by Antigrav_vector Mature, 34k In the process of running the particle accelerator in his basement and fixing the arc reactor, Tony finds himself flung into the past where he has to take on a fight not his own if he wants to get home to stop Vanko. At least he had a chance to replace the old rector that had been killing him with the new one before everything went sideways... But now he has no choice but to face off with family, friends, and old heroes, and none of that sounds remotely appealing. Well, okay, getting to meet them all during their glory days kinda does.

AAAA Ok, I love time travel stories, so i might be biased a little, but this is the best!! There’s a lot of action scenes which are great and engaging. It’s a must read. 

That Damn Flight Suit by Orphan Account Explicit, 2k James and Steve make a very interesting discovery about what really is under the Iron Man suit. Cue awkward boners, oblivious Tony, and slightly possessive super-soldiers who really don't want to share his...assets... with the world.

I mean- It’s smut. 

The Sex Shop Around the Corner by sadieb798 Mature, 16k Tony really hates his job. When he tries to figure out what he wants to do next, Tony decides that instead of making weapons for war, he should make things for pleasure. So he decides he's going to open his own sex shop.

cmon, tell me this isn’t the best au out there. skdjfsdkfsn but for real tho, the fic is full of fluff, some pining and kind of a mis communication? perfect. 

The Shirt by Sailorchibi Explicit, 3k How an impulsive decision that Tony made at sixteen and an equally impulsive decision that Tony made at forty-three combined to have the best outcome ever.

Smut. Again. But its damn good as well.

The Stories We Write by Notevenclosetostraight Mature, 33k A question at an interview leads to Steve and Bucky discovering fan fiction, and after piles of coffeeshop au's and fake dating tropes (and screaming over ABO fics) they find an author that writes some of the best fics they've ever read-- reader inserts starring a dark haired, dark eyed male reader as their shared love interest.

This fic is so freacking amazing!! Steve and Bucky are such nerds. Tony is mostly unaware until--

STUCKY

Prompt: inspired by Taste_Is_Sweet (Ao3) in You Only Scare The Bad Guys, 

Summary: Bucky and Steve go to a grocery store and meet an unexpected little person. Two, actually. Bucky talks to children while Steve observes his boyfriend from afar.

Warnings: shameless fluff and a very bad pun. Domestic!Stucky

Words: 2094.

Read on AO3

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It was a normal Saturday morning.

They had woken up, Bucky had tried to convince Steve to sleep in and Steve had refused. Bucky had sighed, getting up. Then they had gone out to do their usual run, which was accompanied by Sam. They had exclaimed “on your left/right” whenever they outran the Falcon. Bucky always did by the right, though as soon as Sam was left behind, he would run by Steve’s left. He always was on Steve’s left, due to the blonde’s bad right ear before the serum. Old habits die hard. They had returned to their Brooklyn apartment, where they had taken a shower, together.

Then, grocery store. The same one their mothers used to go when they were children and would accompany them to help them with the bags.

“What’s missing?” Steve asked, as he placed four jars of milk into the cart already almost full. Two supersoldier demanded quite a huge amount of food after all.

Bucky retrieved the piece of paper they had scribbled on the past few days from his pocket and raised the piece of paper they had scribbled on during the past couple days. “Chocolate, eggs, orange juice, and plums.”

Steve scrunched his eyebrows. “We still got plums,” he said, confused.

“Doesn’t matter.” Bucky shrugged and started rolling the cart to the fruits section.

Steve caught up with him, smiling and shaking his head at the same time.

“I’ll get the eggs and orange juice then.”

Bucky nodded. Although he didn’t feel comfortable in public places and felt even worse if Steve wasn’t with him, he knew Steve would be just down the corridor from him. Bucky couldn’t help but keep glancing over to the blonde man while picking plums from the pile.

“Are you Bucky?”

Of course Bucky had trailed every soul around Steve, around the possible objects that could be used to hurt him and three escape routes to lead Steve to safety. Of course he cared about Steve and knew everything that happened around him in a radius of six feet. And of course he didn’t notice the little girl who sneaked behind himself.

Bucky looked down and was faced a four-year-old girl. She wore a Captain America skirt, had a plush bear in her tiny arms and a smile on her face. She tried again. “Sir? Are you Bucky Barnes?”

It was actually incredible that no matter how well they tried to blend in, children always recognized them. Two jackets and a baseball cap, his long hair hiding his face and a leather glove on his metal hand, the little girl managed to spot him.

Bucky, tense as he could be, answered very quietly, “Yes.”

The smile on the girl’s face became ginormous, Bucky tried his best to return it. “You’re my favorite superhero, you know.”

Bucky almost took a step back, awestruck by her words. “Your favorite…” he couldn’t get himself to say the word. The word didn’t seem to match his persona. He was part of the Avengers now, yes, but to be called a -

“Superhero,” she finished, beaming. “Here, look,” she showed him the bear in her arms.

A Bucky Bear a bit modified. The ones he knew were from the Captain America comics that portrayed him as Steve’s teenager sidekick – completely ignoring the fact that he older than Steve -, with the bright blue and red uniform and black mask. This one wore black clothing and his left arm was grey – to look like metal – with a red star on the shoulder. The black mask that covered the eyes was the same in both versions though.

“That’s you,” she explained, running her fingers on the bear’s head softly. “I know you can’t protect everyone all the time, but I have Lil’ Bucky with me all the time. He keeps me safe.”

Bucky cleared his throat, crouched on his knees and managed a small smile, willing his voice to remain steady despite how unsure of the situation he was. “I know he does,” he said, trying to remember how to talk to a child. Memories of his younger siblings came to his mind. He hesitated before he opened his mouth again, but the girl didn’t seem to mind. “I told him to protect you.”

She gasped, her eyes wide. “My papa told me you did!” she claimed.

“Is he doing a good job?” he inquired, an eyebrow raised, trying to keep his voice steady. He felt like he would say the wrong thing anytime.

“He is!”

“Is he? That’s good,” he concealed, nodding and smiling a bit more. Bucky couldn’t help but be worried about the girl. She reminded him of his sisters. She had approached him alone, but she was too young to actually be by herself inn a grocery store. “Talking about your father, where is he?”

“He’s fighting a war,” she continued, “He’s a soldier like you.” She looked at the bear again, petting between its ears softly. Then she beamed again. “He got me Lil’ Bucky. My mother and my brother need protection, and Bucky and I will keep them safe!”

“I’m sure you will. Your mother and your brother, where are they?”

The girl looked panicked for a moment and Bucky quickly localized two staff members to help him find the girl’s mother. That wasn’t necessary though. The girl turned and her eyes quickly found them. She pointed at a woman with a little boy by her, “There they are!”

A boy came stumbling over to stand beside the girl. They were clearly twins. “This is the brother Bucky and I keep safe. Jefferson, say ‘hello’.”

“You’re doing an amazing job,” he promised her, coaxing a smile from her. “Hello, Jefferson.”

The boy was quiet, his gaze focused on Bucky. He knew who he was, he knew what he did. He also knew who the Winter Soldier was. And he was scared. He clung to his sister’s side, trying to vanish from sight.

Steve then turned to his boyfriend, about ten meters from him. Only then noticing he was crouched down by two children. Steve furrowed his eyebrows but his eyes shot open when he heard the boy’s mumbled question.

“Will you harm us?”

The blond supersoldier’s body came back to life upon seeing the shock and hurt in Bucky’s face. Steve darted to them, but before he could actually reach them Bucky spoke.

“No,” he said, “You’re afraid of me?” Bucky quietly asked.

The boy nodded, burying his head even further in his sister’s neck. Bucky tried not to remember if he had already encountered a child during his HYDRA years, if he had harmed them. He locked the Soldier’s memories deep inside his mind at that moment.

“Is it the arm?” Bucky asked, unsure.

Again, the boy nodded.

"I won't hurt you," Bucky assured, voice steady but calm. He waited until the bo nodded to slowly took his jacket off, then did the same to the sweater, remaining in his Captain America t-shirt – a souvenir from their visit to the Smithsonian. He looked at the boy, who was looking at the arm, afraid and curious at the same time.

He reached with his right hand and detached the metal device from his body swiftly – thanks Wakandan doctors. "See? No harm. I'm unarmed.”

The boy let out a giggle and separated a bit from his sister. A ghost of a smile appeared on Bucky's face. "Wanna hold it? For many reasons, Bucky wanted every member of HYDRA to suffer and die, wanted to make each and every single one of them see hell – and he would, but not now. But he was thankful for them making the arm as light as it was, so that the kid could hold it without struggle.

Steve, who took a couple of trembled steps toward the scene, observed the kid, whose eyes were glued to the metallic apparatus on his hands in sheer curiosity. He could hear it all, even if he couldn't make out the words by the lips.

“It’s nice,” the boy commented.

“I only use it for the good things,” Bucky explained, “Except when I have to fight the bad guys. After all, they can’t come and harm you, now can they?”

“So you protect us?” The boy’s eyes shone as he looked at Bucky with admiration, smiling, showing all his teeth.

“I try my best,” Bucky assured solemnly, for both them and himself.

The boy looked at the arm again, ran his fingers over the metal fingers and offered it back to the supersoldier. Bucky smiled politely and reattached his arm to his body.

“Thank you for protecting us,” was all the boy said before jumping into Bucky’s chest and wrapping his arms around his neck.

Bucky’s eyes were huge.

He barely hugged people other than Steve – and Thor, who demanded a hug every time he saw Bucky - afraid he’d hurt them. How could he hug a – small, fragile - child?

Bucky concluded he didn’t have a choice when the boy snuggled to him even tighter. In one of the most delicate movements Bucky performed in his entire life, he carefully wrapped his flesh arm around the boy’s back. The girl nodded at him, encouraging him to actually hug her brother. She trusted Bucky with her life and Bucky thought she shouldn't.

He quickly banished the thought form his head: he was trying to get better, trying to be good again. And the only way to be good was to believe he <em>was</em> good. Steve said it and Bucky wanted to make him happy.

The supersoldier slowly, cautiously raised his metal arm, flexed it and touched the boy’s back with his cool hand, running it up and down soothingly, slowly.

Steve observed the scene, still frozen, smiling, eyes burning with unshed tears. It was a beautiful scene to witness indeed.

The boy detached himself from Bucky after a minute or two, Bucky lost count, focusing solely in being gentle with the kid.

The girl grabbed the boy’s hand, “C’mon. Mom’s waiting for us,” she said. Her brother started tugging at her arm, wanting to return to their mother.

“Thank you,” the sister whispered, smiling. It was easier for Bucky to return it this time.

The twins ran back to their mother, who was watching the scene from afar. She was smiling.

Bucky glanced over his shoulder, confirming his suspicions that Steve was there, and slowly stood up, turning around.

His head was down, shoulders tense, clenched hands, his chin downwards protecting his throat and his flesh arm around his torso, holding the metal one. His voice was hesitant and so low that Steve wouldn’t have heard if he wasn’t standing right in front of him.

“Was that okay?”

Steve breathed a laugh, releasing some tension from his chest. He had forgotten how to breath while watching Bucky and the kids. “Did you seriously just ask me that?”

Bucky fought the urge to remain quiet and wait for his punishment as he had done for most of his life. He knew Steve would do that, even if he was indeed mad. But the laugh, the spark in his blue eyes… Bucky fought that maybe Steve wasn’t.

Instead, he force himself to shrugged, still apprehensive of what Steve thought about his interaction toward the children.

Steve took a step closer to Bucky and his hands found the other man’s shoulders, squeezing soothingly. His bright blue eyes showed nothing but love and pride.

“What you did was amazing, Buck. I couldn’t have dealt with it better myself,” Steve’s voice was strong, certain, though low. They still didn’t want to make a scene in a grocery store; most people hadn’t recognized them after all. Steve squeezed Bucky’s shoulders gently, not flinching when the metal one didn’t move. Steve smiled warmly at Bucky, his eyes watery and his chest clenched with love towards the brunette in front of him.

“I’m so proud of you.”

Bucky’s smile was so pure and genuine that Steve felt his eyes becoming glassy, but this time, he didn’t bother to cover it.

Steve pulled Bucky for a hug - the ex-assassin more relaxed now, since he knew he wouldn’t smash a child, he most definitely wouldn’t smash his supersoldier of a boyfriend. Bucky’s arm went Steve’s waist, while Steve had one around Bucky’s neck and the other ran over his back. One was what connect the other to life and they intended to transmit the message through caring gestures and loving words.