I’ve always shipped them but it’s recently that I’ve been reading fics in this fandom and they are amazing. This is my collection of amazingness in words. My Stucky fanfic rec.
It was routine, getting on the train that early in the morning, and Steve had it down to a damn tee. It was tiring, waking up that early to catch a train to work, but it wasn’t so bad.
Especially not after he started showing up.
He was the man with murder eyes and shockingly good looks despite the whole hobo vibe but with a soft center. Steve liked to call him the Human Impersonation of the Grumpy Cat in his head; Grumpy Cat for short when he whined about him to either Natasha or Sam.
OR – in which Steve falls in love with a stranger.
Bucky loses his pet mouse and yells at his very hot neighbour to keep his cat away from his baby. And Natasha regrets the day she met Bucky. It’s a fluff fest.
An Accident of Time by Pickitup
Boys weren’t omegas. Not outside of blue movies, or bluer songs, at least, the kind of anecdotes too ribald even for soldiers to tell. Girls were omegas, sometimes, but rarely, even in those days. Dying breeds, he guessed. When he was the asset it had stopped entirely, he had thought it all over: feels sick thinking of what they would have done to exploit him if he had suffered back then. But now, 2014, eating three meals a day, sleeping regularly in a safe bed, the old ghost has come back.
Bite Your Tongue by Avaaricious
AKA the “I work at a department store and if you take out and unfold a shirt and then leave it one more time I’m going to stuff it down your throat” AU
She hadn’t noticed him yet. Maybe he could turn and leave without them noticing – Sam would understand. Sam was the most empathetic person he knew. He wouldn’t scold Steve for coming home spice-less to avoid an awkward encounter with an ex. Surely.
They drew closer
Please don’t notice me, please don’t notice me, please don’t notice me…
In which Steve is saved from his ex in a grocery store, Bucky Barnes is Way Too Chill about absolutely everything, and Sam has had enough of all of these goddamn pineapples in his fucking house.
Or: The five times Steve received a pineapple (and one Piña Colada) and the one time he didn’t
“Shit, I don’t want to talk to him,” Bucky huffs, running a hand through his hair and blurting out the first idea that comes to mind, “I really- would you make out with me real quick?”
“What?” the blond bleats, blue eyes wide as he stares at Bucky.
In which Bucky really doesn’t want to talk to his ex and enlists the help of an attractive stranger to avoid him.
“Guy looks a little like a hobo,” Pietro smirks, and a whoosh of breath leaves the young man as his sister elbows him in the stomach.
“Be kind,” Wanda admonishes him. “He’s very handsome, Steve. He looks strong.”
“Don’t be gettin’ any ideas there, Wanda,” Steve smiles at his friend. “I’m doing just fine on my own. I have the shop to think about. I don’t need any romantic entanglements right now.”
“We’ll see,” Wanda’s lips turn up at the corners, and Steve can’t help but laugh at the mischief sparkling in her eyes.
In which Steve owns a coffee shop and Bucky is a carpenter who buys the property next door.
Did you really just ask….? by Kare
“I just want to sit on the couch with you, watch bad action movies, eat greasy pizza and marry you. Is that really that much to ask?”
Steve can deal with the first three wishes. He isn’t really sure if he heard the fourth one correctly…
Well, only one way to find out… maybe…
Enjoy the Silence by neversaydie
Silence used to be peaceful for Bucky. These days it makes him feel like he’s waiting for something, like he’s listening for the warning sounds of predators approaching.
Now silence means he’s waiting for the other shoe to drop.
He lives in a beautiful apartment with his husband-to-be and tells himself that everything is just fine. He doesn’t sleep, he’s scared of putting a foot wrong in case Brock snaps again, and he’s desperately lonely, but he has everything he ever wants and that should be enough. It’s not like he can complain about being taken care of, even if parts of it aren’t exactly his choice.
Running into his childhood friend (literally) just might change everything. ‘Just fine’ doesn’t seem like enough once Steve walks back into his life. The problem is, Bucky’s been stuck in his cage for so long that he’s not sure he can leave it on his own.
Filthy Things You Say by Limoncello_Bella
Bucky wanted to kiss him, kiss him and then press him against the wall or desk and do things to him that would leave them both as a pile of sexually sated human mush. Mentally, he swore, he didn’t even have a type, but spitfire twinks more stubborn than a mule were quickly becoming number one on the nonexistent list.
Steve is a cuddle-slut drunk and his latest victim is one Bucky Barnes.
For Who I’ve Not Yet Become by @thebestpersonherelovesbucky
Bucky Barnes – powerful Wall Street tycoon – has everything he needs. Money, good looks, a life in the fast lane. He’s living on top of the world in a Park Avenue Penthouse in Manhattan, is the youngest vice president ever over at Stark Industries and might even be named Forbes Man of the Year – again. Nothing can bring him down.
That is until Bucky has a strange encounter with a young man named Eli on Christmas Eve and wakes up Christmas morning married to his old college sweetheart, Steve Rogers.
With his entire world turned upside down, Bucky must find a way to navigate his way through marriage and fatherhood and suburbia. And maybe find the unique answer to the age old question… What if…?