Okay, here's the second part. You may notice that this post only has one highlighted rec whereas tomorrow's post will have LOTS. I could have gone in an arranged them so that they were more evenly spread, but to be honest, I don't have the energy. So, enjoy them! They're a muddle, as is now tradition.
The Cat That Comes Back by
kvikindiThere is this other world, where people have cats and lose them. She doesn't know how to be part of it.
Bear Necessities by
monicawoeNatasha, Bucky and Steve find a bear in one of Hydra's abandoned bases.
Florilegium by
kvikindiThe Winter Soldier oversees an assassination in Paris.
God's apology by
spiderfireTo: Captain Volkov, Volgograd - Arrangements finalized. Prepare asset and documentation for December 16th transfer.
To: Commander Gidra, Moscow - Canine unit essential for asset stabilization. Prepare?
To: Captain Volkov, Volgograd - No. Project lifetime will be shorter with hard resets.
a moment at war by
biggrstaffbunchOne day, in the middle of the war-
Bucky, and Steve, and desire.
Darkened Stars by
TeykeThe Irredeemable Iron Man has been captured, stripped of his armour, and thrown into prison to await trial for his innumerable crimes...
All according to plan.
The Tarnished Badge by
ElighPhil spends his days limping around his brewery, brewing delicious malty and hoppy goodness for his friends and neighbors. He's content. The scruffy, blue-eyed nerfherder that's Shield Securities' latest hire is no cause for alarm, because they're just friends. Really.
Among the Lilies by
toginaSometimes he thought only the blind could see farther than the nose on their face.
Exchange by
freshbakedladyIt's not exactly unprecedented for people to have wings, claws, or metal arms around here. Bucky can be forgiven for assuming Sam's wings weren't meant to be removeable. Bucky can, Sam assures him, be forgiven for a lot of other things as well. Sam appreciates the concern, though.
i can feel the cold changing us inside by
tesselatedMonths later, when he’s sitting on the bench in the park in Washington D.C. he knows Steve Rogers jogs in, when Steve stops dead in his tracks looking like he saw a ghost (and really, he did), the first words out of his mouth are, “Have you been to Brooklyn lately?”
Rec Of The Week -
seven things you don't tell your best friend before dying by
biggrstaffbunchOne last truth, for the road.
biggrstaffbunch does gorgeous prose poetry and this is one of their best, inspired by
Not Easily Conquered, so fans of that (or of Steve/Bucky in general) should check it out.
Special Operations by
OdsbodkinsSteve steps out of Erskine's machines looking almost exactly the same as when he stepped in.
There are a lot of uses in wartime for a man who looks like a ninety-pound weakling, but who can punch his way through a door.
An Act Too Often Neglected by
dsudisThe prince had always been destined to lose his fox. It was right there in the story.
MCU Buffet by
freshbakedladyCollected tasty bites.
Coffeemaking for Dummies by
keire_keIn which Tony proves he has a secondary career option, Sam is a a good guy and Natasha chooses to take a chance on Rogers' good judgement.
après moi le déluge / after me comes the flood by
interestingginSpeeding out of town in a stolen vehicle, Peggy swears under her breath. All she saw of the gunman was a flash of something metal catching the sun, and a dark blur moving quicker than she thought possible.
When she gets back to the States, she will start a file that will sit, unregarded, in the bottom of her desk for several years. One day, a man whose name used to be Barnes will see her face in a photograph, and the word he will say will be ‘Target’, and things will slot into place at last.
little by little by
thingswithwingsCarol can't help it; she breaks out laughing, and as she does Janet smiles at her, smiles down at her, which is both bizarrely familiar and completely new. Carol buries her face in her hands and laughs and laughs until she feels Janet's hands around her, warm and careful, cupping her loosely, the way she might hold a butterfly.
Strange Journey by
perfect_planBucky is stuck on a long train journey from Boston to New York and can't help but find the guy he's eavesdropping in on more than a little intriguing...
ain't no party like a vanguard party by
FahyeSteve and Natasha have a rousing discussion about truth, honour and patriotism. More or less.
Shut Up and Kiss Me by
SelenayDarcy had no intention of falling for an Asgardian. Nope, definitely not. No Asgardians needed in her life.
If only fate listened to those kinds of intentions.
Of Love and Lightsabers by
perfect_planSteve isn't particularly happy that his friends have hired him a stripper for his birthday, until said stripper turns out to be dressed as a Jedi...
Stay The Night by
samalanderClint is a hooker and Kate is his client. In Nevada. Or something.
I'll Meet You In Your Version Of New York by
perfect_planSteve almost didn't look up as he crossed the Brooklyn Bridge that afternoon, so used to staring down at his own feet and being lost in his own thoughts that he could have passed the guy by entirely, but he did look up. And his life changed forever.
Coming Up For Air by
hetrezIt's the first good day after a string of bad ones, and Bucky feels so light he might just float away.
Your Boldness Stands Alone Among the Wreck by
prettybirdy979Despite everything, Hell's Kitchen's police force still has people on Fisk's payroll working for it.
Two of them have just taken Foggy in for questioning about Daredevil. Getting him out - alive and in one piece - is going to take more than Matt can do.
Enter Brett.
If I Run Out Of Songs To Sing by
torakowalskiFitz is almost one hundred percent sure that he and Mack are friends, but he’s eighty percent sure that friends don’t share beds. Still, that's what keeps happening, and he's not exactly complaining.
imagination on turbo situation large by
YlixiaWhen Mac pulls the finger out Leo lets out a little disappointed whine. “Just a second, sweetheart,” he says with a small smile, kissing the inside of Leo's thigh. “Need some lube.”
“Already have lube,” Leo protests and Mac snorts as he slicks up his fingers some more.
“And I'm sayin' we need more,” he says with a gentle nip to Leo's hip that makes him jump and glare. “Let the experts do their job and enjoy the ride, yeah?”
AU Prompts by
torakowalski“Did that book personally offend you?” Phil asks.
Take Our Ashes to the Ocean by
caughtinanoceanBucky is Steve's guardian angel. When he's taken after losing his wings, Steve must go on a journey to save him. Urban fantasy AU.
“But I'll protect you,” the stranger says, and that's when something strikes through Steve, bright and loud, and when he looks at the stranger-just a boy, taller than himself, but probably younger-he sees fire and wings.
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Write it on the Skyline by
Taste_is_SweetBucky straightened and took another bite of the apple, then grinned at Steve as he chewed and swallowed. It was one of his artful ones, the kind he'd used on teachers and parents and the girls he wanted to impress before the War. The kind he didn't mean. "You tryin' to make me into an angel, Stevie?"
"Now why would I do that?" Steve smiled at Bucky's laugh, then very carefully turned back to the drawing. He didn't hold the pencil too tightly and snap it, or press too hard and rip the paper.
He very carefully didn't say, you used to be one.
(Or, the eleventy-billionth "Bucky is a Guardian Angel" fic that nobody asked for.)
amor fati by
M_Leigh“You know, I have never seen anything like this in my whole damn life,” he says. “And I have seen a lot of shit. Your boyfriend gets stuck in the polar ice cap for seventy years and comes out brand spanking new, and you-nothing.
“JARVIS is telling me I’m being rude again,” he says. “But I don’t actually give a fuck.”
Bucky gets found. It doesn't happen the way you'd expect.
Shoeless Joe and the Sunshine Kid by
nimmieameeWhen Bucky was sufficiently recovered, he and Steve took a trip. They saw the baseball hall of fame. They saw a clear blue lake. They saw the countryside, with clumps of trees in many colors.
(Something about this is a lie.)
The Sun Room by
kvikindiPeggy Carter and Howard Stark versus the future.
Ain't Quite Pretty Woman by
bob-genghis-khanThere was a thick wad of cash on the stand beside the door, the clock was ticking closer and closer to nine, and Bucky was already regretting this decision. He fell onto the sofa, the tense feeling of anxiety twisting and clenching in his gut. It pulled him forward, pulled his hands to grip into his hair and dragged a low groan from his throat.
What the hell had made him think this would be a good idea?
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