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Gone Gone Gone by LouuLou
Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), Captain America - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe
29 Apr 2016
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Based on this tumblr prompt by buckybarneswho:
Winter Soldier AU where Steve never rips the mask off the Winter Soldier so he never learns that it's Bucky and he ends up killing him and after he's dead Steve takes off his mask and realizes what he has done -
Oh Captain, my Captain by LouuLou
Fandoms: Captain America - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies), Captain America (Comics), Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Marvel Adventures: Avengers, Marvel Adventures (Comics), Dead Poets Society (1989)
02 Oct 2015
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Steve and Bucky have some private time and things are getting steamy until Bucky has an idea.
The first part is post serum, but pre winter soldier, the second part is post winter soldier.
Honestly, I'm just begging you to read this.
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please leave a message by subcorax
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
19 Dec 2025
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Does anyone have the number for Shane's girl from Boston? I feel bad that they've been seeing each other for this long and we've never added her here.Jackie
Oh good point! Let me ask Hayden.Jackie has added Lily to the conversation
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what is thisOr: Ilya Rozanov is, apparently, one of the girls.
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Bookmarked by LouuLou
21 Dec 2025
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LONG fic charting the marauders' time at Hogwarts (and beyond) from Remus' PoV - diversion from canon in that Remus's father died and he was raised in a children's home, and is a bit rough around the edges. Otherwise canon-compliant.
1971 - 1995This IS a wolfstar fic, but incredibly slow burn. Literally years. Long build up but worth it I promise!
PLEASE DO NOT COPY TO WATTPAD. SERIOUSLY, WHY??
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https://open.spotify.com/user/htl2006/playlist/3z2NbLq2IVGG0NICBqsN2D?si=Liyl_JKJSx2RUqks3p50kg(Compiled by amazing reader, JustAnotherPerson)
DISCLAIMER: I do not support JK Rowling's disgusting transphobic views.
NOTE: I AM NO LONGER READING OR REPLYING TO COMMENTS ON THIS FIC
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- Part 1 of All the Young Dudes
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three white horses by magdaliny
Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
19 Aug 2017
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Steve, it's not your fault, Sam had tried to say, before Steve cut him off, and Steve doesn't think that's untrue so much as it's irrelevant; fault's got nothing to do with it. It's just—wrong. It's wrong. Steve couldn't wrap his head around it the first time, how wrong it was. Steve should have gone first. Was supposed to. Bucky could have carried on without Steve, he knows, but Steve without Bucky is a zero sum. There should never be a world that Steve is in and Bucky isn't.
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Bookmarked by LouuLou
20 Oct 2024
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“Things like that don't bring them closer to us,” Bucky'd said, tearing newspaper into atom-sized bits over the edge of the fire escape. “It brings us closer to them. Door's shut pretty tight on their side, but it's open on ours. Why d'you think it's so goddamn easy to die?”
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After, they'd cut through the Navy Yard and fetched up at the Intelligent Whale, which was maybe Bucky's favourite thing in the whole world, and Steve loved to look at Bucky looking at the submarine. They'd only been standing there a minute when Bucky said, out of the blue, “D'you know what you'd be today, if you were a woman?” Steve had looked down at his bagged-knee trousers and bloody knuckles and, grinning, said: “In trouble?” and very quietly Bucky'd replied, “Married,” and looked at him.
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Warm memories—or they had been, once. Now they make Steve feel cold and brittle. A house with all the lights turned out, flaking brickwork, a scrawl of ivy. In the museum all alone.
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That's what grief feels like in a body, Steve thinks. Stretched full of poison; a hurt in the belly. Dead things moving under your skin.
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“You made your griefs into candles. You lit your way with them. You always came up swinging. What happened, darling? Where did we go wrong?”
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Steve's not really in the business of ranking his inadequacies, but giving himself a psychotic break instead of heart failure seems like a new low, all things considered.
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Because the world's still there. It still needs fixing. I ain't giving up on account of some shitty awful no-good things being done to me by a bunch of shitty awful no-good people. You remember what I used to say about despair?”
“It's a sin,” Steve says. Bucky raises his eyebrows: Because? Grudgingly: “Because obsessing about bad things means you never get around to doing good things.”
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And I don't mean just breathing, you hear me? I mean live. You fill up your life so there's no room for despair. Promise me.
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“Saturday. Yeah, that’s good,” Steve says, and actually scuffs his shoe at the ground. Like a ridiculous shy superhero damsel. “Say eight? I live-“
“Yeah, big building with the A on it,” Bucky says, and can’t help a big stupid grin. Steve stares at him, looking a little dazed, and after their whole conversation it’s only now that Bucky’s brain catches up and realises Steve finds him quite attractive. So. Win for Bucky.
“Let me get your number,” Steve says finally, after they’ve stared stupidly at each other for about three hours, taking out his phone.
So they exchange numbers, and then Steve says he should go, and Bucky agrees, and they kind of stare at each other for a bit more, then Steve actually does go, but not before taking Bucky’s hand and squeezing it warmly in a way that makes Bucky want to shiver all over. Then Steve is gone, and Bucky is standing alone in the alley, grinning to himself.
Right up until the moment he remembers that Steve thinks Bucky is an escort he’s just hired.
Well fuck.
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Bookmarked by LouuLou
06 Sep 2023
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I keep coming back and rereading, so I guess it is high time I finally bookmark it
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One Cloud Feels Lonely by thecommodore_squid (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Young Avengers
25 Sep 2016
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“I’m going to take a break for a while,” Steve said quietly, not looking at T’Challa, not knowing that this was what he was gonna do until the words were out of his mouth. “I can’t be on a team right now.”
T’Challa nodded as if he understood. “Alright.”
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In which Steve and Bucky both figure out how to be a person again, and it still takes them over 130 years.Series
- Part 1 of Of Pancakes & Cave(rns)
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Bookmarked by LouuLou
29 Mar 2023
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Steve had been good at 180° turns. He was suddenly 6’2”? Cool. Bucky was dead? Fine, he’d join him. He was seventy years in the future? Okay, let him know how to work a tablet. Aliens? Right—punch ‘em. Shield is Hydra? Burn it all down. Bucky wanted Steve gone? Fine.
What Steve was terrible at was 360° turns. He tried to imagine turning small again. Tried to imagine waking up in the 40s. Tried to imagine aliens pulling off masks to show human faces. Tried to imagine Hydra saying, “haha jk we were Shield the whole time psych.”
Bucky hadn’t died. That was his first 360°. He’d dealt with that pretty poorly.
Bucky changed his mind on wanting him gone. Steve’s second 360°. And it felt almost as ridiculous as Hydra throwing up finger guns and saying, “Whoops.”
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“Hey,” Bucky snapped. “You’re so much more than a fucking suicide risk.”
Steve laughed sharply, without humor, and Bucky’s insides curdled. “Fuck you.”
“You listen to me, Steve Rogers,” Bucky said fiercely, his voice thick with tears, “You are a suicide risk,” (Bucky’s entire body shuddered at the words, his brain not even beginning to digest it, but he needed to say this now) “And you are an artist. And you are a fighter.” Steve flinched. “And you are a soldier.” A more violent flinch. “And you are a runaway. And you are a protector. And you are kind. And you are fucking smart as hell. And you are passionate. And you are a good fucking person.”
“You sound real convinced,” Steve said bitterly, but his voice was quieter.
“You’re a suicide risk,” Bucky said, and the mindless tears had not stopped yet. “But you are not just a suicide risk, you fucking asshole. You’re a fucking person.”
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Bucky could process this. He could internalize this. Steve was suicidal. Apparently. Very suicidal. Apparently. He could—he could adapt to this. He could figure this out.
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Bucky didn’t know what to say. Bucky was still crying. Steve was still suicidal.
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After a while, Bucky pulled back slightly and said, “Hey. I love what I know about you so far. Okay? You gotta know that.”
Steve’s expression went all wonky. “Whatever you say, Buck,” he whispered.
“I do,” Bucky said stubbornly. “I love your stupid depressed, fucked-up ass. Okay?”
Steve looked away. “Okay.”
He obviously did not believe Bucky.
Bucky let out a breath.
Okay.
He could deal with that later.
He had time.