He felt like he’d been cold for months now; doing nothing but experiencing one unending chill after another. He’d been cold in England, and again in Italy, and again especially in Austria – both while he was kept in an underground cell, and when he was strapped without cover to the unforgiving metal of Zola’s lab table.
But Steve… Steve Rogers was sunshine. Everything about him was warm, from his crinkly-eyed smile to his white-hot rage. Steve was Coney Island on a summer’s day; lying back on high rooftops to watch fireworks on the 4th of July; drinking stolen whiskey in his parent’s living room…
Loving Steve was a fact – simple and plain, like breathing air or bleeding red; loving Steve was soldered into his skin like a tattoo – it buzzed in his brain like its own kind of high. It was a part of who he was.
“All memories to tell you the truth aren’t good. But sometimes there were good times. Love was good. I loved your crooked sleep beside me and never dreamed afraid.
There should be stars for great wars like ours. There ought to be awards and plenty of champagne for the survivors.” – Sandra Cisneros
“You keep asking me what I want,” Bucky manages, eventually. “But on any given day, my number one priority is to get through the day alive and myself, and to do it without killing anyone. Everything else is extra.”
Each work is standalone.
As Time Goes By* by Chiyume (complete | 68,406 | E ) *tagged for minor Steve/Peggy and minor fantasy about Steve/Bucky/Peggy
A timeline of Steve and Bucky’s relationship depicted as a series of shorter chapters. Dating from 1943 to present day (Civil War Compliant)
Bucky goes into ice, and Steve is left to deal with it while trying to find a new purpose in a world where everything seems to be up in the air. First things first; get his friends free again, and proceed from there.
Bucky goes into ice, knowing that when he wakes up everything will be different. It will have been only a blink for him, but for others it will have been months, maybe even years. Still, there is a truth he knows; you have to save yourself. Others can help, but ultimately you have to be the one to do it.
He also knows that sometimes what you need to do to save yourself is incompatible with someone else’s needs or wants. Incompatible with their happiness.
Steve can’t help but think they keep finding each other only to lose each other only to find each other only to lose each other again, all the while circling around what exactly they mean to each other, never quite looking straight at it.
There is another truth that Steve knows; he can’t take it any longer. The cycle must be stopped.
Set in the twentieth century, this is the story of Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. Before they became Captain America and the Winter Solider. Before the war. Before the world put all of its weight on their shoulders.
Just two kids trying to get by in the world, and falling in love along the way.
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