Title: Brooklyn Syndrome: Look At Him Now

Rating: E

The door goes slamming against the wall and he's crashing into Steve's chest, startled and confused, but then a thick arm is sliding around his waist and lifting him up. Steve's other hand cups Bucky's jaw, his large hand squeezing.

"Don't let them drive us apart," Steve whispers, and Bucky pulls his bottom lip into his mouth, wincing at how tender and bruised they feel.

"I'm not-- Steve, please, I swear I'm not."

Blue eyes stare hard at him. "No one," Steve says slowly. "No one tears us apart."

The first year anniversary of my literal child, Brooklyn Syndrome, is rapidly approaching on June 12th. Since it's first creation and completion, I have read so many wonderful comments from so manly lovely people that it has kept my drive for creating Stucky fics on AO3 in full-force.

So without further ado, I will be releasing the next part of the Brooklyn Syndrome series on its anniversary. Mark your calendars people, because it's coming!

In the meantime, maybe it's time to revisit an old friend.

Brooklyn Syndrome

Rating: E

Summary:

Bucky's back was pressed against the cold floor and he stared through blurry eyes as Steve stood over him. He was trying to push himself as far away as he could, using his hands and bare feet to slide himself out from between Steve's legs but he couldn't find purchase against the wooden floor. Steve's legs were locked on both sides of his hips and Bucky couldn't move, couldn't get away, and the room was swimming before his eyes and he couldn't focus, couldn't think straight. All he could make out was the hazy figure of Steve towering over him and he lifted his arm to push uselessly at Steve's shin.

"P-please," Bucky whispered. His voice was weak, like him, and his jaw trembled as Steve reached down.

Steve slid down onto the floor and effortlessly gathered him into his strong arms, cradling Bucky to his chest as he leaned against the wall. "Bucky," Steve breathed. One of his large hands slid gently into Bucky's hair, the other curving against his spine and pulling him even closer. "You're mine now, remember?"

Steve's grip tightened then it all went black.

o b s e s s e d

By: lordelannette

Rating: E

Summary:

It's not really stalking if you love someone, is it?

Steve certainly doesn't think so.

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🚨 tags to consider: dark Steve Rogers, obsessive Steve, stalker Steve

*darkest material I have released up to date*

This is a love story gone so wrong that it's oh so right 🖤

Rating: E

Summary:

There was something beautiful about the way Bucky stood at the top of the stairs, seething with anger, poised on the point of delivering death.

He did not taunt Bucky to shoot the gun pointed at him. There was no doubt in his mind that Bucky would fire at him if pressed to. He was looking for a reason to do it. Not a logical, reasoned one. An impulsive, rage filled one.

And yet, against better judgement, Steve took a step forward.

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Mistletoe Season by lordelannette

Rating: E

Summary: Christmas is here, and with it comes the long awaited return of Omega Bucky's twin sister, Becca. She's exactly what he needs in order to survive the holiday family madness that he just sometimes can't handle all by himself.

That is, until he finds out her squad Captain is accompanying her home for the celebrations-- a Captain named Steve who happens to be incredibly hot, an unmated Alpha, and somehow manages to rock Bucky's entire goddamn world.