#Steve Rogers NEEDS A HUG

[16woodsequ]

Friendly reminder that these are the files SHIELD gave to Steve to tell him all his friends were dead

Just give you a folder of your friends with big red stamps marked DECEASED on all of them. I'm sure that won't be upsetting.

[arathejedi394]

oh you liked how in my fic for him. bucky didn't fall from the train well what if he did?

His phone buzzes. Steve picks it up and sees a text from Hill, then another one comes in. They’re both phone numbers. The first one is Becca’s and the second is Benny’s. Benny’s name is still Barnes, but Hill’s text has Becca’s last name as Proctor. Steve exhales, then he calls Becca.

It rings for a long time. Steve bites his lip.

“Hello?”

Becca’s voice is rough and cracking with age, but it’s her. Steve exhales heavily.

“It’s Steve,” he says quietly. “Hi.”

There’s silence for a moment.

“What flowers were at your wedding?” Becca asks. 

Steve smiles, bittersweet, but it’s just like Becca to be suspicious. “Red carnations and daisies. Bucky had a daisy in his lapel,” he adds. “Your ma did all youse’s hair with daisies, too. And you and Betty had matching dresses, little cap sleeves and empire waists and a bow in the back, and your ma bought both of you a pair of kitten heels, even though you were only eight, they were yellow with bows, too. Benny had a dress with a big poofy skirt and she kept grousing about it, even though she tried to get me to wear a wedding gown with a poofy skirt. I let Benny pick the color of your dresses, though. She picked pale yellow because she was obsessed with lemons back then. The wedding cake was lemon because of her, lemon and lavender.”

“Steve…” Becca exhales. “Is it really you?”

“Yeah,” Steve whispers, trying to hold back sudden tears. “Becca, Bucky – Before he – Before –”

“What?” Becca asks gently. “What did Bucky do?”

“‘M pregnant,” Steve confesses.

“Oh, my G-d,” Becca whispers. “Oh, my G-d. You’re pregnant?”

“Three months,” Steve then tells her, his voice almost breaking. “I’m about three months in.”

“Did Bucky know?”

Steve lets out a watery sort of laugh. “Yeah,” he says. “Yeah. He – He said I could go on one last mission, the mission to get Zola, then he was gonna tell Colonel Phillips and get me discharged. We didn’t know for sure, but…”

“Oh, Steve,” Becca murmurs. “Where are you, honey?”

“Brooklyn,” Steve whispers. “Bedford-Stuyvesant,” he adds.

“Okay, honey, I’m gonna come pick you up, alright? I got a spare bedroom, you can have it. Bucky wouldn’t want you to be alone. What’s your address?”

Steve bites his lip hard, fighting back tears. But she’s right.

“Alright,” he mumbles, then recites the address for Barton’s apartment building. “I don’t have a lot of things right now,” he says. “I – I, uh, I’m trying to get the Smithsonian to give back all our stuff…”

“I heard your collar got taken out of the exhibit,” Becca says. “You have it?”

“Yeah,” Steve answers. “I had to get a new key fitted for the lock. Buck–”

He can’t say it. Bucky had had the key on the chain that held Steve’s dog tags. It had fallen with him, to be forever entombed in stone and ice.

“It’s okay, honey,” Becca tells him. “I won’t be long, just an hour. Have you got a nest set up yet?”

“No,” Steve admits softly. “I – I want –” His voice cracks and he swallows. “I want my nesting stuff. It’s all in the Smithsonian. They’re saying it all belonged to some Omega I collared.”

“I’ll sic my grandkids on ‘em,” Becca says. “What have you eaten today?”

Steve groans and drops his head back against the wall. “Protein bars,” he mutters.

“Anything else?”

“No.”

“Bucky’s gonna come back from the grave and take a double-folded belt to your ass if you don’t start taking better care of his property,” Becca offers kindly.

Steve laughs a little again, then wipes tears from his eyes. “You’re right.”

“What have you got other than protein bars?” Becca asks.

“Protein shakes,” Steve sighs.

“Oh, boy, Bucky’s rolling in his grave.”

Steve almost laughs. He squeezes his eyes shut and takes a shaking breath.

“If you need to cry, you should,” Becca says. “It’s good for you.”

“Call me when you get here,” Steve murmurs. “I have to pack.”

“Alright. Just an hour, big brother.”

[bittersweet-in-boston]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64519099

A little Endgame fixit with Feelings for @SteveRogersBingo

[frankthesnek]

✨️ New story ✨️

Namaste (rated E)

Stony (Tony Stark/Steve Rogers)

Post end game fix it, getting back together, domestic fluff, daddy kink, bottom Steve

9k words

Stony Bingo space S2: Yoga @cap-ironman

It was hard for Steve to believe this place was real. The lakehouse with chickens and a farm dog and children’s toys scattered around the backyard and deck. Tony had grown into his age and wisdom and settled into the soft domestic life he had never allowed himself—or never been given the chance—to have. Sometimes Steve felt guilty, like he was hijacking Tony's life because he himself had never found the one he wanted to settle down and start a life with—or more accurately he hadn't been able to keep them. But now, things were different for them both. Softer and simpler, and maybe that loving domestic life was not as far off as Steve had thought.

[lynlee494]

Chapter Seven is now available!

The Soldier’s understanding of the world begins to unravel after he completes a mission and finds a helpless and shivering kitten. Unable to leave, knowing the frail thing will die in the elements, the Soldier makes a choice...

Overwhelmed and now hiding from his handler's, things only get more complicated when he lays eyes on a picture of a familiar blonde face..

The Soldier can not risk contact, capture, and the inevitable return to Hydra and captivity would bring. He may remember Steve Rogers, but he also remembers Captain America. Similarly enhanced, the Captain would have the advantage, the Soldier’s movement would be limited with the kitten’s safety to consider.

He’ll seek out Steve Rogers, who seems to feature in nearly every memory with Bucky, but he’ll be cautious. Can hopefully glean from the exposure more about the time before Bucky – before he – was presumed dead in a war. From before Steve’s Bucky became Hydra’s, time stuttering by till the Soldier was born.

Now.

Clint Barton arrives in faded jeans and a rumpled shirt that reads ‘Sorry I’m Late. Had To Get To A Save Point’, letting out a startled yelp when Steve opens the door and yanks him inside. With Clint regaining his balance behind him, Steve gives a quick glance to the alley and finds it still vacant. The urge to just walk out there, to not stop until he finds Bucky itches under his skin. Yet he closes the door firmly against the view of the street.

[16woodsequ]

Sometimes I remember it's Canon that SHIELD isolated Steve alone in a cabin surrounded by a laser fence for at least two weeks at some point soon after he came out if the ice and I just want to *scream*

[darthbloodorange]

"Language" [Comics]

For the: ✦ @tonystarkbingo Round 8 - Free Space [A3] (Card: 8050)

Word count: N/a - Art Title: "Language" Rating: Teens Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: Avengers & Steve Rogers, Avengers & Clint Barton, Clint Barton & Steve Rogers Characters: Clint Barton, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Steve Rogers Warnings: Swearing Major Tags: Avengers Tower, Humor, Defenestration, Avengers Family, Angry Steve Rogers, Clint Barton To The Rescue, Clint Barton messes up…, (… Steve did warn Clint though… Everyone did really), Clint Barton Needs a Hug, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug ~ Summery: Steve is having a really bad day. Clint tries to cheer him up and messes up…

[16woodsequ]

Please enjoy these memes I made

[16woodsequ]

Bucky gets all these pictures of him shaded in red or dripping in blood and looking torn because of the Winter Soldier but imagine the same with Steve, showing him just as effected by the lives he had to take and the battles he had to fight in the war.

Just because the war was 'just' doesn't mean he isn’t haunted and knows there will forever be blood on his hands, blood on the shield meant as a symbol of protection.

You know, I read those SSR files. Greatest generation? You guys did some nasty stuff.

[darthbloodorange]

They said Steve should get a hobby to aid him in adjusting to the 21st century. Well, it seems he's made something of a hobby of adopting strays.

For the: ✦ Stucky Bingo - Pets [I3] (Card: 5054)

Word count: N/a - Moodboard Title: A Warm Heart to Call Home Rating: Gen Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Justice the Cat, Liberty the Cat, Peace the Dog Warnings: None Major Tags: Alternate Universe, Shrunkyclunks, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Pets, Assassin Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers and the 21st Century ~ Summery: They said Steve should get a hobby to aid him in adjusting to the 21st century. Well, it seems he's made something of a hobby of adopting strays.

[Concept below the cut]

A moodboard for an AU of mine (that I'll hopefully create for some time down the line). 

Basically, the story is: Steve is still adjusting to the 21st century and living alone in his own apartment. He works with SHIELD and the Avengers but spends most of his time alone. 

He finds a stray cat in a park during a morning run and adopts her (Liberty). He has to look after this opinionated and very independent cat used to being a stray while also handling all his other duties... which takes some learning. Setting him further in the path of his rival, The Winter Soldier (Modern Assassin Bucky). They end up bonding over his cat as Steve ends up having to call in Bucky's help (as everyone else is busy with their own stuff). Captain America calling in a villain to cat-sit probably WON'T look good in the press, he knows.

Disaster strikes (A fire), and Liberty goes missing. Bucky is there to help. And Steve ends up with another stray (Justice the cat). Then he rescues another stray (Peace the Dog). Then Bucky and Steve get together (forget the cat-sitting, what would the would make of Captain America getting fucked by a world-wanted assassin). Then possibly Alpine joins the mix???

[IMAGE ID: A 3x3 grid of images. 1- Justice the Cat. A large, fluffy ginger cat with a white chest and chin, and golden eyes. 2- A window wet with rain, looking up at a stormy grey skyline. 3- Steve in the Commander Rogers uniform from the Winter Soldier movie. 4- A store full of pet furniture. 5- Liberty the cat. A stripy grey cat with green eyes lying in the sun. 6- An old light brown leather couch that looks dry and cracked. 7- Bucky with long hair wearing his winter soldier outfit without the mask. 8- A brown leaf stuck to a rainy window looking out on nature. 9- Peace the dog. A white dog with upright ears and a wide smiley mouth with her tongue hanging out.]

[buckystrutssogood]

Nothing, just thinking about how much Bucky had to have loved Steve to follow him back into war after already being traumatized when he was captured. And then, in the future, to not have blamed him once, never shown resentment towards the world for blaming him for things he did when he wasn’t himself and even trying to make up for it by continuing to fight the good fight all because he was trying to live up to Steve’s morals because Steve said he believed in him

*brb crying because what is this*

[16woodsequ]

NOT THE CABIN!!!!

your first headcanon is my canon because from agents of shield it sounds like steve lived in the cabin soon after he came out of the ice, and by the time the battle of new york comes around it's already been a year. he must have felt so lost and unwanted and abandoned when they took him to a place like that 😭

steve being stressed out when he meets the avengers because he doesn't want to be forced back to the cabin oh my god. i have to think about this nonstop for the rest of the year i look forward to rejoining society in 2025

the fact that shield/hydra had this cabin as well as that armoured van with supersoldier-sized shackles is so unsettling AAHH

(response to this post)

HEHEHEHE When I tell you I cackled getting this ask, because I love spreading Steve-cabin angst!!

I agree! It does sound like Steve went to the cabin soon after the ice. (Although I headcanon that Avengers was actually very soon after Steve woke up, I know the wake up scene was in a movie released in 2011 and the movies are supposed to happen when they were released, but in some of the deleted scenes for Avengers Steve is confused about wi-fi and he's looking over files of the dead Howling Commandos and his apartment is so bare, and just the way he acts like he hasn't been out for long, I tend to headcanon Avengers is soon after he came out of this ice. But! That doesn't really change the cabin headcanon, besides shoving two traumatic things closer together.)

Either way I think the cabin has a huge impact on Steve in Avengers. I think it's part of why he acts the way he does, and why he's repressing everything so much and playing the role of Captain America Super Soldier. Is it no wonder Steve reactions to Coulson's death the way he does? Tony is visibly upset and lashes out because he thinks Steve is acting like he should brush it off because their soldiers (Is this the first time you've lost a soldier? We're not soldiers) but I think Steve was equally effected, especially since Fury threw the bloody baseball cards in as a further emotional barb. But Steve keeps everything inside. He keeps it all locked down, and I have got to believe it's partially due to his experience with the cabin and whatever kind of twisted mental health screening he got from SHIELD after coming out of the ice.

He's not about to give anyone any more reason to send him back to the cabin to help him adjust to the future. I think that cabin had a profound impact on Steve's willingness to reach out to people and I think it made him reflexively cling to the only other option he was presented with: SHIELD. Which is exactly what SHIELDRA wanted.

Anyway, if you want an in depth look at cabin angst, I just finished a fic about it: Ice and Empty Spaces. Eventually this will lead to a Tony and Steve friendship, but first, angst.

[bucky-obsessed]

more Thunderbolts Bucky!

[itsalmostavengers]

omg if u could pls do 17 from the ask prompt🫶🫶 only if u want of course!

17: Fixing the other person's clothes

Steve was fairly certain Tony didn't even know he was doing it most of the time.

It wasn't that he didn't put any effort into the way he dressed, of course - but Steve could admit that he had a tendency to look slightly... haphazard, on occasion. Clothes were so much flimsier nowadays than they ever had been, and Steve often forgot that his bigger frame meant that shirts didn't simply hang off him formlessly anymore. If he leaned up to the top shelf to get the pasta and the fabric rode up, it wouldn't simply slip back to his waist. And the labels - Goddamn it, there were so many more labels on things than there ever had been before, it was a nightmare.

These days, he tended to ignore it. If his shirt was slightly skewed or a label was sticking out of his collar, he would only fix it if he saw the problem in a reflection, which meant that any fashion faux-pas’ had to be spotted by the time Steve had left his bathroom in a morning or it was going to stay that way. 

Unless Tony was around. 

Steve, at first, hadn't known what to make of this. After all - the first time it'd happened, they barely knew eachother. Two days out from laying into one another in the helicarrier, and Tony had met with him at a SHIELD facility in order to hand over some files. As he'd passed across the thick wad of manila-bound sheets, a near imperceptible frown had ticked over his face, and without pausing whatever conversation he'd been having with Steve at the time, he'd quickly and deftly tugged at the buttoned sleeve of Steve's shirt, pulling it out so that it was properly aligned with the edge of his jacket. The poignant warmth of his hand against the top of Steve’s wrist had zipped through him like electricity. 

“-But like I was saying, Loki is Asgard’s problem now, thank fuck.” Tony was already walking away again, no mention of the quick fix he’d just made to Steve’s outfit. “Thor’s coming back here in a few days I think. You should say hi. Maybe see if he’d be up for eviscerating another German forest with you or something, God knows you look like you need it.”

And off he’d trotted, casual as anything, leaving Steve to think about the fact that that was the first time someone in the 21st century had touched him.

It kept happening, after that. 

Tony nipped his suit jacket out from where it’d gotten snagged in by his belt at a function without saying a word; simply passing behind him like a ghost as he chatted to Barton. He smoothed out Steve’s collar while they were eating lunch in the tower, sandwich in his right hand as he fiddled with Steve’s clothes with the other. It was… strange. Overly presumptuous, at first, and Steve had almost told him to cut it out a dozen times, but something had always seemed to stop him. Maybe it was the fact that it never felt judgemental. Maybe because it was just nice to be looked after, even a tiny bit, in a world where no one else seemed to see him as anything other than a soldier. On one occasion, Tony had been mid conversation with him when he’d suddenly dropped down on one knee, pulling a handkerchief out of his jacket pocket, dabbing it on his tongue, and then rubbing off a scuff of dirt from Steve’s dress shoe. At Steve’s obvious shock, Tony had simply raised an eyebrow. 

“What’ve you been doing in these things, Cap, gallivanting around in a wet field? Come on.”

It became normal. It became something Steve stopped being caught off-guard by, and started to associate as just another one of Tony Stark’s many eccentric quirks. He fiddled and he fidgeted and he fixed - it made sense that that would translate to the way he interacted with Steve. Nevermind that no-one else on the team got that treatment, and gave him a variety of funny looks when he brought it up to them. 

“You’re confused by the fact that Tony is making random excuses to feel you up?” Clint had asked him blankly.

“Well, I mean… it’s not like that,” Steve had stuttered out the response, trying not to show how badly he’d started to wish that was the case. “I just thought maybe that was his way of – y’know, of looking after us?”

“Looking after you, maybe,” Clint had muttered with a roll of his eyes. “Trust me, Cap, your experience is not universal. Stark’s more than content to allow the rest of us to walk around looking bedraggled. And I think if he ever tried to alter Nat’s outfits he’d lose a finger, so.”

Steve started to catalogue them after that. Three instances of Tony fixing his tie. Two instances of Tony patting down his bedhead at the breakfast table. 7 instances where Tony had done something with his collar, be that smoothing or refolding or aligning it to the centre of Steve’s throat. Always without breaking stride, without bringing any sort of attention to it. And over the course of the year, what had begun as a vague irritation had ended up becoming… well. A treat. Steve started to look forward to it. Those barely-there brushes of Tony’s fingers against his body, his clothes. Sometimes if it had been too long, Steve left his room with his shirt sleeves wonky on purpose. And like clockwork, Tony would spot it, he would shoot the offending article the tiniest of frowns, and then he would fix it. 

If Steve were a braver man, he would’ve asked Tony about it. But the thing was, he was scared that if he did, it would stop. 

He didn’t want it to stop. 

But Steve told himself this: one day, there would be a time when the shoe was on the other foot. One day, Tony, with his perfectly tailored suits and his shined shoes and his crisp white shirts, was going to fuck up. There was going to be a time when he left the house with a hair out of place, and when he did, Steve would be there to fix it. And he would take it as a sign from the universe that he should ask Tony out to dinner. 

This plan took two years to come to fruition. 

“Jesus, Pepper is gonna kill me,” Tony muttered as he barrelled into the kitchen, straightening his tie with one hand as the other reached for the pot of coffee. “I am so late. Steve, if I don’t come back, it’s because Pepper killed me.”

“Pepper isn’t going to kill you,” Steve told him absently, glancing over the rim of his newspaper to look over at the other man. “If she does though, it might teach you a lesson on good timekeeping. So I’m not necessarily opposed.”

Fumbling for his reusable cup, Tony still took the time to shoot Steve an unimpressed look. “Wow. Aren’t you supposed to be on my side?”

“I’m on the side of law and order and setting reminders on phones. Which I’ve told you to do several times.”

“It was on silent!” Tony huffed and screwed the lid of his cup on tight, before stealing a slice of toast off Steve’s plate. Steve, very magnanimously, decided to let that slide without comment. “Besides, it’s not like there aren’t gonna be other quarterly meetings. I can just wait a few months and this exact same thing will roll right back around again.”

“I think you should tell that to the board of directors. I think they’ll love your take.”

Tony grinned across at him, cheeky and carefree and infuriatingly attractive for a man exhibiting behaviours that Steve normally found inexcusable. Unfortunately, he’d long since learned to accept that he had a bias, and that Tony could probably get away with murder as long as he did it with a face like that. Steve never claimed to be perfect.

“Okay, I’m going, I’m going.” Whizzing over to the elevator with his hands full of toast and coffee, Tony pressed the ground floor button with the toe of his brogue and then turned to glance back at Steve. “Wish me l–”

“Wait,” Steve blurted, standing up from his chair as soon as he spotted it. He dropped the newspaper, eyes honing in on Tony’s left wrist as he moved across the room and over to the other man.

“Steve?” Tony lifted an eyebrow, but Steve said nothing. He moved slowly into Tony’s space, picking up his wrist with gentle hands, and then found himself grinning from ear to ear. 

“Your jacket button is undone,” he explained, quickly fitting the small black button into the buttonhole. And then, because he had made a promise to himself and he was a man of his word, he added on: “hey - how would you feel about me taking you for dinner sometime?”

Tony gave him a blank look. “Huh?”

“You know. You and me. On a date. You interested?”

Another beat of silence. Tony blinked a few times, and took a slow sip of his coffee as he looked up at Steve. “We’ve been dating for nearly two years, hot stuff.” He said, squinting. “You recall? There was that whole thing, with the spaceship and the - and I thought you were dead, and then you weren’t and I started macking on you like there was no tomorrow, which if I remember correctly was a genuine possibility at the time, and it was all very romantic.”

“Hmm, that does ring a bell.”

“Okay, well that’s good. Relieving. Any particular reason why you feel the need to ask if I’d be interested in dating you then? I feel like we’ve, uh, kind of established that I am. Quite enthusiastically.”

Steve nodded in agreement, letting Tony’s wrist drop out of his grip. “Well, your button was undone,” he explained - if one could call that an explanation. “Anyway. Does Sunday evening work?”

Tony huffed out a baffled little laugh. “You’re so weird. Sunday works.”

“Great.” Steve leaned forward and popped a quick kiss to Tony’s forehead, and then spun him back around in the direction of the elevator. “Now get outta here. You’re late.”

[darthbloodorange]

Just Talk To Him!!!

Rating: Gen Universe: Marvel Cinematic Universe Pairings: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Tony Stark Warnings: None Major Tags: Merpeople AU, Hurt/Comfort, Humour, Pining, Pre-Relationship, Misunderstandings, Awkward Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes is So Done, Steve Rogers Needs a Hug, Merperson Steve Rogers, Merperson Bucky Barnes, POV Bucky Barnes Word Count: 200 - Double Drabble

Summery: Bucky tries to get Steve to finally talk to that human he has a crush on.

For the: ✦ CapIM Holiday Exchange 2024 Community Gift Prompt: Creature Steve Rogers/Human Tony Stark.

Read below or on AO3 >HERE<

"Oh, for the love of Neptune!" Bucky says, gesturing towards the water's surface, "Just go for it!"

Up above them, on the docks was a human. Bucky didn't think him anything special. But Steve was in a tailspin about 'Tony'.

Steve's tail swishes anxiously, "I'll fuck it up... We're not even meant to talk to humans. It never goes well, Buck."

"That's never stopped you!"

"Has too! You know it has."

Yeah... but, Bucky was tired of all the lovesick mopping. "Never know unless ya try."

"And if trying get our people hunted again?" Steve looks away, arms crossed, his fins darkening.

Bucky swims up close to Steve, brushing their tails together comfortingly. "I trust you're heart, Pal," he says, "You wouldn't pine after some fin-hacker."

Steve gives a small smile.

"Go get'em, Punk." He says, giving Steve a push.

Bucky watches Steve head up towards the surface. Swimming quickly and with excitement.

A school rushes past Steve, and the mer swerves out of the way... Straight through some seaweed right before he surfaces. ...looking like some horror.

There's a scream. Loud enough to be heard from where Bucky watches.

Bucky buries his face in his hands and screams himself.

THE END

[burberrycanary]

End of Year Stucky Picks #1

Stucky as a fandom is lucky to have a lot of classics and I rediscovered some old favorites this year!

Title: Malibu

Author: glitteratiglue​​ / @glitteratiglue

Summary:

Steve believes Bucky is dead for exactly a week. Then he doesn't.

(AU where Steve rescues Bucky before Hydra can turn him into the Winter Soldier. They get to go home from the war, but that's only the start.)

—

Part of what fascinates me about Steve and Bucky's story is that there are no possible endings that are entirely happy, not in their original time and not in our own. It's a maddening puzzle. But this story comes close, giving them an earned, authentic ending where they find some peace and each other. The author has a deft touch with period details and the mid-century Californian setting does some effective work here. And, look, let's be honest: I'm a sucker for Steve pining. But I'm even more of a sucker for stories that make both Steve and Bucky complicated, interesting people who, while mutually devoted, have lives outside of the other. - B.

Art: Eve McBride, Hollywood Beach Broadwalk