#cw:mcd

[headphonesgal]

mdzs tumblr, i need your help.

i remember reading a very realistic medical cw:mcd oneshot on ao3, where our dear wwx passed away of untreated alcoholic diabetes (in a fantasy world where this disease was unknown).

i'm looking for the fic link to re-read it, please. i do not remember if the story had much wangxian, and the word count was relatively short.

[stuckylibrary]

Hi! May I share my new stucky au, The Little Mermaid (original tale!) 😁🧜‍♂️🧜‍♂️🧜‍♂️ definitely one for the Bittersweet tag, beware!

The Lure -by roe87

(Oneshot | 4,800 | T )

Summary:

Bucky, a siren from the sea, hears a band playing near the shore, so he swims over to take a look.

This is when he meets Steve, a musician. At first, Bucky wants to eat Steve, but instead Bucky is adopted into Steve's band and his cabaret show. They perform together, and Bucky quickly falls for Steve.

Unfortunately, Steve is already engaged to someone else.

Bucky's siren sister comes to the surface to remind Bucky that if he isn't careful with his heart he could turn into sea foam.

(Fic art on ao3, Gen)

Thank you for writing in! (Major characer death warning)

[moonstruckwytch]

written for @hp-fearfest day thirty one: deal with the devil | T | TW Implied MCD | thank you to my absolute ride or die mafia member @starlitsilvereyes for the beta

When he’d gotten married he was certain things were finally getting better. His husband was the light of his life — far better than anything he deserved, and he knew it. He’d been lucky. They’d gotten five good years together, before a rogue curse in a standard raid had ruined everything overnight. Once again, he was alone. Now, it was bad again — worse — because for a short time, he had known what it was to feel that unrelenting love. So he’d thrown himself into research, until he’d finally found an answer. One simple handshake, and it would all be his again.

cor's fearfest🎃

[thestuckylibrary]

Hey! I would like to recommend a very painful fic. It's not a fix-it and Steve has to face the consequences of his actions. I had a very bad time and at the same time i loved it!!! The power of five seconds, by CrushedRose in AO3

Thank you for writing in!

The Power of Five Seconds by CrushedRose, kocuria (complete |53,586 | T) *graphic violence, major character death, /others, drugs and alcohol

“What the fuck was I supposed to do?!” Pulling on his hair, he starts pacing around the room. “That's always been my part to play! Following you, following Steve Rogers into fights, making sure he makes it; then Captain America's sidekick, remember? The B-player, making sure that player A shines. I was always meant to be in the shadows, so what, again, I ask, was I supposed to fucking do? Ask you to stay? God, how selfish would that be of a sidekick, hey? Keeping the hero from getting the girl?"

Bucky's life took on a life of its own - the last thing he really remembers is standing in the field, asking where the fight was. Now, after the fight is over, after Steve's decision, after discovering time travel is possible, he needs to find a way to move forward. Or backwards. Either way, he is not ready.

Part 1 of The Value of Time

[tears-and-turmoil]

idfk what do i call this dudes - train station fluffy afterlife mcd stuff?

This is now apparently called Ready for Take-Off, courtesy of one @comaraudery

He’s on the platform again. White light shines through the ceiling, covering pale stone in a soft glow. The place is empty at first sight, and he walks between pillars and motes of dust to the bench nearest to him, footsteps echoing in the vast space. The scene’s familiar, even after so many years, and it’s almost strange to not see the wailing thing underneath the seat on the far left, to hear Dumbledore’s voice as he steps out from behind one of the pillars. It’s a different situation now, though. It’s finally time.

He can hear it coming, the faint blast of a horn and a far-away chugging sound reaching his ears and making him smile. He can imagine it already, the train, perhaps a white version of its Hogwarts counterpart, chugging into the station, puffing steam as the doors open. Ready to take him, after so many years.

He’s about to sit down when movement from a bench opposite, across the rails, catches his eyes. Through the white slats and slight shadows, colours change as something – someone ­– turns over. Pale fingers hook themselves over the top of the seat, white hair shines in the light, and he swallows, heart thumping in his chest even though he knows who it is – because he knows who it is. The figure stands, facing away from him, and he watches, smile growing as familiar muscles stretch under the white shirt. As the train comes closer, he turns, and every detail of his face, the pointy chin, the sweep of fringe over his forehead, the pale eyes and aristocratic brow, all are familiar as his features light up with a warm smile.

‘You’re here.’

[whoacanada]

If You’re Going Through Hell (Keep Going) -- Mini Remix 

Zimbits -- Ghost!AU

((A/N: A comment from ‘Jacquee’ put a bug in my ear regarding Jack returning to Samwell earlier as a coach to be with ghost!Bitty and here we are! Also on Ao3))

It's been three years since Jack said goodbye to Providence, his NHL career, and an existence of unfair expectation to move back to Massachusets, accepting a position as the new head coach of Samwell’s Men's Hockey Team.

It's also been three years since Jack received a phone call from his incredibly wasted lawyer, ranting, "Jesus fuck, Jack, you gotta get down here; I'm at Faber and it's true. It's all fuckin' true."

"Okay, boys! Good hustle, tonight! Go get cleaned up and I'll see most of you here bright and early tomorrow for specialty drills. And Benton, if you're late again the whole team is doing suicides."

As the players depart, Jack busies himself with collecting the cones scattered around the ice until he hears another pair of skates hit the ice. Jack checks his watch: 8:43 on the dot.

"They're coming along nicely, Sugar. I like the one with brown hair."

"They are, aren't they? It's going to be a good year, maybe not Frozen Four good, but we have time to work on that. Horowitz has a lot of potential for a freshman. Reminds me a bit of Chowder."

Jack has built a nice little life for himself: he owns a small brownstone just off campus, in walking distance of Faber and just about anywhere he'd like to be, he has a team of his own, again, he's working on his masters in his spare time . . . Oh, and Samwell has one other major perk to offer.

“Aww, Chowder, I miss him. Can you get him to come to visit? He and Farmer? They have a baby now, don't they? I want to see it."

"Autumn is hardly a baby, she's almost five," Jack settles the stack of cones under his arm and turns to see Bitty twisting his stick the way he does when he's nervous. "Bud?"

"I've been forgetting again, haven't I?" Eric asks guiltily, slapping his stick against the ice. "I knew it. I knew there was something wrong, you always get all quiet and broody when I forget."

"Oh, Bits, it happens. You're okay, I'm not upset." Jack sets the stack down and tugs Eric into his arms, burying his face against his partner's damp hair. "You've been doing so great, remember? Little setbacks here and there are fine."

"But what if I forget you again?" Bitty whispers, clutching Jack tightly. "What if I don't know who you are?"

"You always remember me."

Jack doesn't need to mention the days where Bitty has happily called him 'Bob' and questioned him about Alicia and Jack himself; they're few and far between.

"Hey, hey, we talked about this. You'll have good days and bad days but it doesn't matter because I'm not going anywhere, remember? I work here. Have a contract with an iron-clad termination clause to prove it. I don't have to go back to Providence, anymore."

"And you won't leave me, again," Bitty sniffs and nods against Jack's chest. "I know. No more roadies."

"Never in a million years, bud," Jack drops a kiss to Bitty's matted cowlick. "I'm right here. You want me to stay tonight, just in case? Keep you company?"

"Yes, please." Bitty whispers.

"D'accord, mon lapin," Jack pulls away -- reluctantly, always reluctantly -- and picks up the cones again, skating toward the bench with Eric trailing quietly behind him. "We can sleep on the couch in my office, are you okay if I watch tape for a bit? If you like, you can help me pick out a scholarship candidate?"

"Is it time already?" Bitty rests his stick down to unlace his skates and Jack pretends not to notice when the thing disappears the moment Bitty's hand loses contact. "I thought we just finished recruiting the new frogs?"

"You know, you're right, we did. I shouldn't rush things. How about we just cuddle and see where the night takes us, eh?"

Again, Jack doesn't mention the lapses in Eric's memory; he's having a hard night, it'll be better to get him into bed before things get too out of sync. The last thing Jack needs is to make Eric emotional; because an emotional Eric means blown out lights, malfunctioning Zambonis, and, on at least one rare occasion, mystery ooze coming up from the shower drains.

Jack does not want a repeat of the ooze incident; that was not a fun call to janitorial.

"I'd like that, Sweetpea," Bitty smiles tiredly up at Jack. "I think I had too much to drink last night at the party. Or Holster made the tub juice a little stronger than normal. Did you try it?"

"Yeah, Bits," Jack lies, working on his own laces. "Way too strong. Tasted like gasoline."

Bitty kicks off his skates and, again, ignores the way they disappear. Jack, however, is still corporeal and knots his laces to toss his skates over his shoulder before extending a hand for his long-dead boyfriend to take.

"C'mon, Bits," Jack coaxes, leading a sleepy Eric to his office. "Let's get some rest. We can talk in the morning."

[stuckylibrary]

In looking for a copy of Souls, Love, Classic Movies, and other immortal things by WanderingAlice

Where Bucky died in the war but was Reincarnated as a body guard in the future for Steve.

I can't find it anywhere

It's right here on Ao3 :)

Souls, Love, Classic Movies, and Other Immortal Things* by WanderingAlice (complete | 21,981 | G) *major character death

James "Bucky" Barnes died that day on the train back in 1945. Steve knows this, because he found his body. So why, seventy years later, is he presented with a bodyguard that looks and acts exactly like his dead best friend? A bodyguard who just happens to be named James Barnes?

Bucky Barnes is assigned guard duty to a man whose identity he's not supposed to know. The thing is, this man looks exactly like Captain America. To make matters worse, he keeps having these dreams about him, dreams that are more like memories. Combine that with his childhood claim that he used to be called Bucky and "died in the war," well, things are seeming really odd.

What the hell is going on?

[stuckylibrary]

Do you know of any Lolita style fics? Like it doesn’t matter which one if younger Bucky or Steve. But I can’t find any.

Found you these:

Faunlet* by RedFlagsAndDiamonds (WIP | 17,062 | E) *rape/noncon, underage

Recently discharged from service, Steve Rogers courts and proposes to Winifred Barnes, the young, widowed owner of a tiny Connecticut bakery. Her son, James, is fifteen, and acts it - cocky, obnoxious, but sweet as cream underneath it all.

Steve is in love with Winifred, he's certain of it - but slowly develops deep feelings towards her teenaged son that are anything but fatherly.

A Stucky "Lolita" AU.

Rust and Stardust* by orphan_account (oneshot | 5,818 | M) *rape/noncon, underage

“I loved you. I was a pentapod monster, but I loved you. I was despicable and brutal, and turpid, and everything, mais je t’aimais, je t’aimais! And there were times when I knew how you felt, and it was hell to know it, my little one. Lolita girl, brave Dolly Schiller.” ― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

AKA the Lolita AU nobody asked for. AKA Steve never went in the ice.

Title Credit: Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

Disclaimer: I love Steve Rogers with my whole heart!! I just thought this would be fun to write please don't hate me

Rust and Stardust by spacestationwedding (WIP | 12,361 | E) *major character death, rape/noncon, underage

Steve's an out-of-towner, staying at the Barnes' home while he works on his novel. Little does he know, he's about to embark on simultaneously the best and worst part of his life.

His Bucky. The light of his life, sure, but also his downfall.

*this is a Lolita AU. Please mind the tags and/or familiarize yourself with the plot a bit before reading*

In the Nude* by lordeofstucky (WIP | 8,710 | E) *underage

Steve Rogers is thirty-three when he meets Peggy Carter, a beautiful and successful artist whose passion is just as strong as his own.

At first sight, he’s hooked, but none of that matters when he meets her fourteen year old son, Bucky.

(AKA a Stucky Lolita / Nude Men: A Novel inspired AU)

[stuckylibrary]

hi, I hope you're well! can I rec some fics? "snapshots" by newsbypostcard is amazing and I'm surprised nobody has recced it before! "tell me we'll never get used to this" by ftmsteverogers HOO BOY look. hear me out. this fucking incredible fic is in second person. I don't even know why I decided to start reading it. but OMG. if you like soulmate stuff, this is for you. bucky and steve always seem to find each other across lifetimes. everyone should give it a shot, it's beautiful

Thank you for writing in!

Snapshots by layersofart (layersofsilence), newsbypostcard (oneshot | 18,579 | M)

Steve picks up the picture to be sure of what he saw, but there's been no mistake. "It doesn't even have a Navy stamp," he says, turning the photo toward her. "What is this?"

"Are you asking me?"

"It looks like a pin-up."

"Yes," Natasha agrees. "It does."

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Post TWS: Steve is trying to find Bucky. Instead, he finds the sexy Navy "propaganda" Bucky somehow never mentioned he modeled for before the war.

tell me we'll never get used to it* by ftmsteverogers (oneshot | 23,097 | E) *major character death, reincarnation

You would die with him a hundred times and a hundred times again if it meant that you would find him in every life you will live from now to the end of eternity.

[stuckylibrary]

hi! is there any tags/recs for fics where the mask never came off or they never met? Thanks!

We have a Never Met Before CA:TWS tag, and I feel the Identity Porn tag would also apply.

The mask literally doesn’t come off in 

despite the threatening sky and shuddering earth (they remained) by praximeter (Zimario) (complete | 71,532 | E )

“They really didn’t want the mask to come off.” Hill thumbed through the scans, and pulled out a film that she then handed over to Sam, face mostly expressionless but for the flat line of her pursed lips.

Sam accepted the film and held it up to the light, angling so both he and Steve could see it, squinting at the outline of the Winter Soldier’s skull, and the blips of unnatural white that showed up, God, in his brain, not to mention about half his teeth, plus the mask, with its thin protrusions—

“Those are pins,” Steve realized. He looked over at Hill. “The mask—it’s nailed to his face.”

Hill’s face was as unmoved as ever. “Like I said. They really didn’t want it coming off.”

and related:

Anonymous said: hey! i'm wondering if you know of any fics where steve kills the winter soldier before he realizes he's bucky? 

 There’s also this post if you want to suffer.

[stuckylibrary]

idk if this question is right for this blog, but could you explain what's Planet Hulk? sorry for bothering

Planet Hulk, in this context, is a volume (5 issues) of the Secret Wars comic, in which Steve and Bucky find themselves in a different dimension, called Planet Hulk (which is in itself a comic series). Steve has a dinosaur. Wikipedia has more info. 

You can read it here if you want. I’m going to tag this post with some spoilery things for the comic, so don’t look at the tags if you don’t want any spoilers/warnings. 

[stuckylibrary]

I have to recommend an amazing endgame fix it. Seriously, it is so good. It's called: A Different Kind of Failure by JanuaryWonder works/26737210/chapters/65229430

Thank you for writing in!

A Different Kind of Failure* by JanuaryWonder (complete | 115,494 | M) *chose not to warn, implied/referenced character death, implied/referenced suicide

TL;DR: The one with post-Snap/post-Blip politics, where Bucky and Steve drink coffee while discussing existential questions with their psychoanalyst neighbor and find their unique way towards healing after the heartbreaking day on the lake (as seen in Endgame).

*

Steve is back to what he'd naively thought would be the final act of a life more-or-less well lived, but it doesn't take long to see that nothing will go according to plan: the world is crumbling faster than anyone can hope to pick up its pieces. Between political clashes and mass hysteria about the Returned, he feels simultaneously responsible for the mess and too tired to mend it. After a conspiracy orchestrated by a new fascist movement threatens his friends, he finds his desire for justice outweighs wishful thoughts about retirement. To set things right, he'll need a bit of what Bruce had gotten wrong while planning the Time Heist and – more importantly – to internalize the words of a very wise woman who once told him: "All we can do is our best, and sometimes the best that we can do is to start over."

[stuckylibrary]

Hey! Sorry to disturb but I was wondering if you could help me find a fic that I read on AO3!

It's a stucky x Reader where Steve and Bucky are actually Captain Hydra and The Winter Soldier and the reader is the Hydra Leader.

It's a little bit smut if I remember well and I'm sure that there is a plot twist at the end but I don't want to spoil anything!

Thank you for helping me!

This one, maybe?

Hail HYDRA, Captain* by jensencanfricklemyfrackle (oneshot | 4,916 | not rated) *major character death, graphic violence, avengers die, polyamory

the Avengers (Tony, Clint, Natasha, Sam, Bruce) are kidnapped and delivered to HYDRA headquarters, where they are greeted by a young woman, who claims she is the head of HYDRA, flanked by two soldiers, who are called the Winter Soldier and Captain HYDRA.

For future reference for anyone looking for a lost fic: please give me any and all details you can remember, please don’t be concerned about spoilers in these cases or I might not be able to find your fic!

[stuckylibrary]

I am looking for a story in post-apocalyptic setting. The beginning was a bit like The Stand with a virus killing a huge part of the population, maybe some kind of war. Steve is working as a mechanic. He finds Bucky looking for parts. Bucky is still a Winter Soldier. During the cold war the military wanted to create a soldier that can survive nuclear winter, but it made him also sort-of vampiric. There was a side plot with a weapons cache only Bucky can open.

This one?

A Winter Soldier Comes to Claptrap by PervoServo (WIP | 305,408 | E) *rape/noncon, major character death, graphic violence, /others, heed the tags

In the not so distant future, most of humanity has died off. Steve Rogers, once a gangly kid from Brooklyn and now a slightly less gangly twenty something, has never imagined things like super human experiments even exist. He and a merry band of misfits eke out survival in their sliver of post-apocalyptic heaven, the junktown of Claptrap. But when a Winter Soldier - a government bioweapon designed to survive a nuclear winter that never came - crosses their path, it's a reminder that the outside world (and the past) can't be kept out by even the highest walls.

[stuckylibrary]

Hi! Idk if this is the right way to do this but I’d like to recommend a fic I have recently read. This is a fic for those looking for angst. It’s called: And There But For the Grace by leveragehunters (Monkeygreen). This is so wonderfully written and so so beautiful. Steve was a fallen angel slash demon who accidentally saved Bucky while also trying to save himself.

Thank you for writing in!

And There But For the Grace* by leveragehunters (Monkeygreen) (complete | 46,593 | T) *major character death

Magical Realism AU where demons exist and Steven was an angel lured to Lucifer's side in the war in Heaven. After the war, they threw him down into Hell, no longer an angel, but a demon.

Some humans know demons exist, summoning them out of Hell to use as weapons. Desperate to escape Hell, Steven answers a summons only to find himself bound to serve HYDRA. When they send him to possess Agent Peggy Carter, the encounter doesn't go as HYDRA expects and Steven is set free to roam the earth.

Sixty years later, frantic to escape another summons, willing to do anything to stay unbound, he takes refuge inside the killer sent to slaughter the summoner. The killer has a metal arm and a mind like broken glass and Steven soon discovers he isn't the only one hiding inside of it: he finds the man the killer's body belongs to. Fragile and lost, the more Steven seeks him out the stronger he becomes, until the day he remembers his name: Bucky. Determined to protect him, Steven will do everything in his power to set him free and keep him that way.

(Chronologically, this stretches from before Captain America: First Avenger to a year or so before the first Avengers movie but has spoilers for Civil War.)

Part 1 of And There But For The Grace

[stuckylibrary]

hi! i would like to strongly rec 'of man's first disobedience' by togina. it is an absolutely heartbreaking fic that is WONDERFULLY written and hurts me every time. thank you guys for the work you do!

Thank you for writing in!

Of Man's First Disobedience* by togina (restricted, oneshot | 4,787 | M) *major character death

Steve is months away from his 25th birthday, when he will take his vows and finalize his entry into the priesthood. Then one night, he finds a young man in his sanctuary - but can he accept Bucky? Can he find peace for himself?