#otp: end of the line

[malinaa]

if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing

[fizz-pop-thwip]

I like to imagine that the super soldier serum enhances dreams too like it gives the affected really vivid and realistic dreams.

In Steve's case this was just overwhelming because not only was he having crazy intense dreams but in a fresh new array of colour that he'd never experienced previous. And it's extra traumatic on top of all of that when he started having nightmares about his experiences on the field.

Imagine it in Bucky's case too like, Jesus. He would wake up screaming and not even remember why due to the shock therapy he'd been receiving stunting his memory so badly. And when he's finally escaped Hydra and his mind starts healing is when these dreams would affect him the worst. Because now he actually remembers them and how horrible they are and his waking up to screaming finally starts to make sense.

But there would be a nice side to it too.

Steve will always know when Bucky's had a dream about the 30s because Bucky will be stuck to his back, hugging him from behind like they used to back then. And Bucky will know Steve has had one when he wakes up and stretches his back in an arch with a groan as if he still has scoliosis.

All it takes is for Steve to take his first deep breath of the morning, in those big lungs that he never used to have, for him to realise where he is again. Bucky just had to feel the big body in his arms.

They'll both just sit in the moment whenever it occurs because of course they miss it, before the fighting, before the war and the hell they now know. But they still have each other, so they never really lost home. They have each other so they're okay.

[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.)

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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

[estelior]

Based on this photo, it is just them, I couldn't resist :D

[vitrall]

I don't think Jayce and Viktor literally died. They were kind of pulled into another dimension/astral plane/whatever you call it. We see older Viktor, and while it could be another Viktor, I think it would be more meaningful if it was our Viktor, finally free from the arcane, going through the universe with Jayce, fixing timelines together. Kind of like a cosmic mission.

[riricitaa]

we'll always have London ...

[whollyjoly]

thinking about the date scene...and honestly i dont know which idea i love more cause like

the idea that buck is going all out and cooking for tommy (ESPECIALLY if he's like, just coming off shift) and tommy just smiling so softly cause like!! someone put the effort into doing something nice for him and maybe that doesnt happen all too often/hasnt really happened before, and it just absolutely staggers him how much this man actually wants to do nice things for him 🥹

BUT THEN ALSO

the idea of buck and tommy cooking together, moving around the space together with ease and such simple domesticity!! small touches as they reach around each other, buck having tommy sample the sauce to see how it tastes, maybe tommy makes the garlic bread and its a secret family recipe and when buck asks about it, tommy says hmm, maybe someday with the soft crinkley smile... 🥹🥹

i just!! cooking as a love language!!!

[timothyslucy]

"TOMORROW'S A NEW DAY" 😭💕✨️ THERE'S HOPE PEOPLE. i mean..... i already knew that, but still! THERE'S HOPE!! THEY'RE GETTING BACK TOGETHER!!!!! 🥹🫶

[cr00ley]

Day 2. OTP

I ofc had to do stucky for today (I’m a little over deadline but oh well) I’ve been consuming so much stucky content it was about time I gave some back😽😽

[captainsteelandsunshine]

I am super emotional about Steve Rogers, the Barber Shop Quartet from CA:tWS, Stucky, Team Cap and how it seems that so many of us have gone a little underground in recent years.

I am a huge MCU fan, it was one of my identifiers in college, and post Endgame, it really feels like something special was lost.

A lot of the happy MCU headcanons that we all had after the first Avengers started falling apart after CA:CW but post Endgame really has been something else.

Maybe I’m just being nostalgic and my own lack of involvement in fandom is making me feel like things have run dry, so if it’s not so, I’m very happy to be proven wrong.

Thinking about the amazing time I was having in fandom post 2014, and so grateful to all the creators who made that possible. If you’re all still around and still shipping Stucky, posting about the team that Steve created, especially with Nat and Sam, thank you for that as well.

[abushelandablog]

Always thinking of her™️

[lucreziaces]

thinking about the dark side of cesare fanning the flames-- or at the very least just not doing anything to stop them-- of the unholy love/desire he and lucrezia felt for each other when he just playfully chased her around the garden after discovering she was watching him fuck another woman, or when he planted the idea that he'd be the only one to care for her heart, or when he implied the love between them was comparable to the love of God, calling it "as all-consuming and pure as the love of God"....an idea she later reflects in season 3 when she says "one touch of your hand and God comes rushing back" (also in the same scene "whatever it is, it overwhelms".) like, yes, okay I do believe lucrezia is probably the one that shifted their relationship into sexual terrority (not on purpose though!!), but cesare is older by a few years. he would've understood it to be wrong before she did, and he could've sat her down at any point in season 1 or 2 and told her "hey, this isn't how brothers and sisters are supposed to feel about each other. we can't lean into whatever this is, okay?" and then made an actual effort to let her go instead of just half-assing it before then immediately beginning the build up of the already thick sexual tension between them until it was unbearable and she was left thinking her husband didn't care about her because he wouldn't sleep with her, so she climbed into cesare's bed and convinced him they should just get it on because no one else could understand them and people already it whisper about them anyway, so "why deny ourselves the pleasure?" very sick and twisted of him. I kinda hate him for it actually. because if he hadn't gone and created this "ideal lover" in lucrezia's head that only he could fit the mold of, she might've found actual happiness with someone else!! 😡 😡

[sail-not-drift]

Do you ever think about the dialogue in ftmsteverogers’s fics and feel like your heart is trying to shred through its own connective tissue?

“You fucked me up,” the Soldier repeated, voice breaking. His eyes stung. “You put all this love in me. You put this dead man’s love in me by mistake and I can’t shake it, I gotta love him. He ain’t mine to love, but I gotta love him.” - Siege

[burberrycanary]

End of Year Stucky Picks #3

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

Title: When the Season Comes Around

Author: theheartischill / @prettyboysdontlookatexplosions

Summary:

The other problem is that Steve loves him, and Bucky isn't sure he remembers how to love.

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A great post-WS recovery fic that ends up feeling like an examination of the human condition. The storytelling is thoughtful, well-paced and with a lot of earned catharsis as Steve and Bucky slowly confront what the world has done to them, how to start healing and what they need to learn how to carry, even if the load is heavy, in order to come back to each other. Theheartischill really gets at how life is shockingly beautiful and shockingly unjust—and that the one doesn't have much to do with the other even if our moral intuition would want it otherwise. How do you find the strength to keep going is a big question that lies at the heart of what makes these two characters so fascinating. If you're not a fan of certain reductive codependency tendencies in post-WS recovery fics, just trust me on this one. Highly recommended. - B.

Art: William Herbert Hampton, Bombsite

[estelior]

Happy Holidays everyone! <3

[citruscloudsandmoon]

Mayblade day 13: Affection

An excerpt from my unpublished Beyblade fanfic 'In the mood of Love'.

Rating: K+

Pairing: Kai/Hil

Hiromi was leaning against the walled garden wall, sipping on champagne from the flute when she heard slow footsteps on the gravel footpath. Thinking it might be one of her cousins, she said;

“Tell mum, I am not hungry. And If I will be, I will eat later”

When no reply came, she finally looked up and saw the last person she was expecting; Kai was standing a few feet away from her in a three piece dark blue suit, a white rose pinned in the lapel of his coat. He looked incredibly handsome.

“Well if isn’t the love of my life” Hiromi drawled, lips breaking in a cynical smile.

“So glad you could make it”

Kai let out a derisive snort at this. Her tone was far from it.

“We both know that’s not true,” Kai said as he sauntered towards the brunette, hands tucked in his pants pockets.

“But it is!” Hiromi insisted “ Rumiko would have bite my head off with her whining if you hadn’t come”

Kai didn’t say anything further. Something else caught his attention.

“You are wearing a different dress,” Kai commented, remembering the pink coral dress which Hiromi showed to him two months ago. That dress was pretty. But it was no match to the viridian one which Hiromi was wearing now.

“I was feeling rebellious for once,” Hiromi said, now rotating the flute to catch the light from the setting sun. Curious to see whether the low beams would make the champagne more golden.

Hiromi was about to ask his opinion about her look; what he thought of it and whether she looked beautiful? but decided against it. It didn’t matter. Besides, he was going to give her a clipped, rehearsed answer anyway. So she settled for another question.

“Why are you here?”

“Because I know you don’t like being around people. You were never the one to keep up appearances. You were never the one to care about others' opinions…”

“Sure your absence would have caused a scene, but you would have been least affected by it…” Hiromi then drew in her breath to steady herself. She suddenly had this urge to throw the glass on a gravel path. She could have. But what if a small animal stepped on a fragment in the dark? Someone else paying the price for her bitterness. It just wasn’t right.

“Insolent people saying mean things doesn’t hurt. Because that’s how they are…” Kai began.

Where was Kai going with this?

“But if it’s coming from someone who’s good-hearted, it sure does sound rude”

Kai sighed before answering Hiromi’s question; “I came here just to look at you. But now…”

“I want to talk to you, have coffee with you and maybe kiss your forehead. Because I missed it”

“You missed my forehead?” Hiromi asked warily. She wasn’t impressed.

“Terribly” Man, he really was shameless.

But maybe she was more shameless than him, for after a minute, Hiromi ran her hand through her hair, bringing her fringes up, so now her skin was exposed.

Hiromi closed her eyes, when she felt a pair of cold but soft lips pressing on her forehead tenderly.

Once.

Twice.

Then thrice.

Huh, he wasn’t lying then.

But then again, she missed this too.