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Bucky took in a slow breath, man after young man passing in front of his scope. “In that split second, right before you blow their brains out, you see what a human face looks like when it’s stripped of all hope.” Bucky chanced a quick glance at Steve. He was completely still, frozen in place. Bucky shrugged. “You gotta be a bit of a bastard for that.”

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a hat, a horse (a Hyundai), and the will to ride, Chapter 2

Author: synonym4life Artist: @elkane​ WC: will be ~ 60k Rating: Explicit

After Steve and Bucky rescue their pals from the Raft prison, they decide to dig deeper into Zemo’s involvement in the UN headquarters’ bombing which sends them on a backpacking trip across select European countries. Steve and Bucky believe this is a story about their mission. Scott Lang and Sam Wilson, who join them halfway through, believe it’s a story about their Eurotrip (and they’re probably right). This writer, however, has been waiting to tell you that the fic’s true mission is Steve and Bucky missioning towards missionary.

Follow them on their journey across Europe in tiny cars, packed subway trains and even on skis as they tumble down the Swiss Alps (in a fun way this time!), all the while reigniting untold feelings of the past through inappropriate sexual encounters and terrible communication skills.

Tags: post Civil War, some Internalized homophobia due to Steve and Bucky having grown up in the 1930s, UST, Unresloved Emotional Tension, Emotional Constipation, Eurotrip, Backpacking, Scott-fucking-Lang!, Sam Wilson!, Humor, fun and feels!

Currently a WIP, but will finish posting on 19th December! The aim is to post a chapter every second day. Written for @notanotherstuckybb​

Do y’all want some P A I N?

Stucky | WIP | chapter 1/3 posted | estimated WC 10k | rating E

Summary: 

Bucky Barnes loved Steve Rogers. Steve Rogers loved him back. And, yet, this is still a story about love that was, but never got to be.

I don't even know what to tell you, folks. The tragedy that is Bucky Barnes compels me to write shit like this.

Mind the tags! Unrequited requited love, Heavy angst, TFA compliant, Bucky POV (and we all know how that movie ends for him), Explicit sexual content, Heavy pining, + a whole lot of other tags. Not a fluffy fic peeps.

Pairing: Stucky | Steve/Bucky WC: 25k, Rating: Explicit, Status: Completed

“I’m taking you down to Ivan’s Gym on Saturday,” Bucky says. He lifts his hand to shut Steve up as soon as he notices Steve is about to interrupt. “I’m not taking no for an answer here, Steve. You might be the stubborn one out of the pair of us, but I ain’t backing down on this. If you’re gonna fight, you’re at least gonna learn how to punch properly.”

“I can punch,” Steve counters.

Bucky levels him with a flat stare. He doesn’t need words to say; if you knew how to punch you wouldn’t be looking like that.

A 1940s fic wherein Bucky decides it's high time for Steve to learn how to throw a proper punch so he takes him to a boxing gym. Feelings ensue!

Tags: Pre-Captain America: The First Avenger, 1940s, Pre-World War II, Brooklyn, Boxing, Getting Together, Humor, Pre-Serum Steve Rogers, Pining, Period-Typical Homophobia, Period-Typical Racism, Light Angst, Explicit Sexual Content, Blow Jobs, Mouth Kink, because let's face it you can't NOT have a mouth kink when it comes to Bucky Barnes

Title: Right Hook

M, Chapter 1/3, estimated wc: 30k

Summary: When Steve comes home with busted knuckles and an even more busted face again, Bucky decides it’s time to teach him how to throw a proper punch. Ivan’s Gym is the perfect place to break a sweat without also breaking your whole face.

Or another 1940s fic I couldn’t stop myself from writing.

Excerpt:

“So what, I’m just gonna be fake punching it and you’ll stand here criticizing my form?”

“Exactly. And Mrs. Cornwall said you weren’t smart...”

“Mrs. Cornwall thinks the Earth is flat.”

“Revolutionary, don’t you think?”

“Actually,” Steve quips, a smart look on his face, “it would be the opposite of that. You know, since the whole point of it is that it doesn’t revolve.”

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So chapter 3 is finally up. I’m considering this as the last chapter of the fic, but I changed the number of chapters to 4 instead of 3 because I’ll be posting a (banterous and smutty) epilogue tomorrow (Sunday!) and I wanted it as a separate chapter. 

Title: Right Hook

M (will change to E with the last chapter), Chapter 3/4, current wc: 22k

Summary: When Steve comes home with busted knuckles and an even more busted face again, Bucky decides it’s time to teach him how to throw a proper punch. Ivan’s Gym is the perfect place to break a sweat without also breaking your whole face.

Or another 1940s fic I couldn’t stop myself from writing.

Like the title says, this isn’t a rec list, it’s more an inventory of my Stucky fics for me to keep on Tumblr - a masterlist if you will. It will be updated accordingly when and if I remember lol 

(note on 24 June 2020: I remembered!)

Troubled Water Running Cold

Word count: 15k Rating: Explicit Summary: Bucky Barnes loved Steve Rogers. Steve Rogers loved him back. And, yet, this is still a story about love that was, but never got to be.

I don't even know what to tell you, folks. The tragedy that is Bucky Barnes compels me to write shit like this.

Tags: Angst (like so much angst), Catfa compliant, (requited) unrequited love (it’s complicated), Internalized homophobia, discovering bisexuality in a historical context

Right Hook 

Word count: 25k Rating: Explicit Summary: “I’m taking you down to Ivan’s Gym on Saturday,” Bucky says. He lifts his hand to shut Steve up as soon as he notices Steve is about to interrupt. “I’m not taking no for an answer here, Steve. You might be the stubborn one out of the pair of us, but I ain’t backing down on this. If you’re gonna fight, you’re at least gonna learn how to punch properly.”

“I can punch,” Steve counters. Bucky levels him with a flat stare. He doesn’t need words to say; if you knew how to punch you wouldn’t be looking like that.

A 1940s fic wherein Bucky decides it's high time for Steve to learn how to throw a proper punch so he takes him to a boxing gym. Feelings ensue!

Tags:  Boxing fic, 1930s/40s Brooklyn, Period-typical attitudes, a light-hearted fic, pre-serum Steve Rogers

That Moment Divine     

Word count: 61k Rating: Explicit Summary: “‘S okay. It don’t have to mean nothing,” Bucky said, trying to convince himself as much as Steve. “‘S just rutting. Just a bit of rutting.” 

His lips were so dry, his mouth too, and his throat, but the rest of his body felt like hot languid liquid was flowing through it. Steve swallowed, licked his lips. Maybe Steve’s mouth was dry too?

One hot summer, when Bucky and Steve are fifteen, the line between their friendship and something new that Bucky can’t quite name blurs. It is only years later that the line disappears completely and Bucky can finally put a name to that something.

Tags: Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, 1930s/40s Brooklyn, Internalized Homophobia, Sexual Content

Paint Brushes, Suspenders, and One (1) Frog                              

Word count: 14k with AMAZING embedded art by @jayscrawls !!! Rating: Teen and up Summary: Follow Steve Rogers as he navigates student life at Marvel Art Academy. Watch him suffer through Banner’s boring classes, Loki’s disturbing lessons and Danvers’s eccentric pedagogical approaches, all while dealing with his attraction to the newest asset to the student body: one hipster Bucky Barnes.

Tags: Humor, Punk Steve Rogers, Hipster Bucky Barnes, Artists Steve and Bucky, Art School

The Path to Heaven Is Paved With Fucks                             

Word count: 17k  Rating: Explicit Summary: Steve Rogers has a filthy mouth—it's just a fact. "Language" and "watch your mouth" is something he hears on the daily. Too bad it didn't help in the past and it doesn't help now.

tldr; Steve cusses his way through decades.

Tags: Humor, Angst, Pining, Sexual content, Howling Commandos, Avengers

Isn't It Funny (How It Doesn't Really Make Me Laugh)                           

Word count: 3.5k  Rating: Explicit Summary: Steve’s ma wasn’t home for the night. She told the boys to stay in. It was too cold to go out, she’d said, and made them promise to stay inside. Bored out of their minds, they found themselves elbows deep in her wardrobe. When Steve pulled out some ladies’ underwear from the drawer Bucky urged him to put it on, laughing.

He doesn’t feel much like laughing now.

Tags: Smut fic, Lingerie, Pre-War, 1930s, Porn with Feelings

It Was Always True                         

Word count: 700 words  Rating: General  Summary: On the 9th day after Endgame, the sad fangirl wrote a sad fic: Bucky's angsty thoughts when Steve leaves to return back the stones.

That Moment Divine (E, 61k, completed)

“‘S okay. It don’t have to mean nothing,” Bucky said, trying to convince himself as much as Steve. “‘S just rutting. Just a bit of rutting.”

His lips were so dry, his mouth too, and his throat, but the rest of his body felt like hot languid liquid was flowing through it. Steve swallowed, licked his lips. Maybe Steve’s mouth was dry too?

One hot summer, when Bucky and Steve are fifteen, the line between their friendship and something new that Bucky can’t quite name blurs. It is only years later that the line disappears completely and Bucky can finally put a name to that something.

Tags: Pre-War, Pre-Captain America: The First Avenger, 1930s, 1940s, Brooklyn, Angst, Period Typical Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, Consensual Underage Sex, Sex in general, Pre-Serum Steve

I also made a playlist of all the1930s/40s songs that are mentioned in the fic. 

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