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  1. Public Bookmark 8

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    Bucky tries to start again.

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    19 Aug 2019

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    Sam, because he was Sam, knew how to knit. Darlene Wilson hadn’t believed in raising a boy who couldn’t take care of himself, and that meant Sam knew how to cook and sew and clean and knit just as well as he knew how to change a tire or oil or assemble a gun with a blindfold on, and Bucky was still waiting for the details of how and why Darlene had taught him that one.

  2. Public Bookmark 18

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    Natasha is eye-catching even in her misery and her rage; it’s a gift, to be so naturally noticeable and still be able to make herself disappear.

    And she can devastate Steve with a single look. Natasha won’t let him plead to her, so in the quiet of their bedroom at night, he pleads to Peggy because it needs to spill out somewhere: what was I supposed to do, Peg, was I supposed to leave her on Vormir like some broken piece of space trash? Was I supposed to live knowing I’d let her die? Was I supposed to leave her to wake up stranded on some other planet with no way to get home? What else should I have done but bring her with me?

    Peggy has no answers for him. She wishes she did.

     

    [Post Endgame.]

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    17 Aug 2019

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    Fuck the timeline,” Natasha says, but it spills out of her like a keen, as though she is close to tears, and absurdly, she’s the one Peggy wants to comfort right now. She’s the one displaced and rootless, lost and unmoored – no money, no agency, no friends but the one who’s brought her into this position. “And fuck you thinking I’d value my own life over all the rest of it.”

    “Fuck you back,” Steve says, choked up and agonized. “Fuck you back for thinking I could ever leave you behind no matter what it cost.”

  3. Public Bookmark 11

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    It's not Steve's fault the only thing he has is a bright pink post-it note. It's also not his fault that the guy in the lobby is absolutely gorgeous.

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    14 Aug 2019

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    Steve doesn’t know what the guy is doing other than glaring at the window like it’s personally offended him. Steve glances out, just to see if there’s someone or something out there, but there’s no one other than the regular commuters. There’s not even weather to be mad at. There’s no rain or snow or wind. It’s a mild day, somewhere in the middle of everything.

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    Steve and Bucky have been friends forever and now they go to the same University-- Steve for Art and French and Bucky for History and Russian. They might not have many classes together, but they do share a room and every other moment in between: flirting, bickering, going out to dinner...not to mention just being generally adorable.

    Or, a fluffy slice of life fic to ease the pain of finals.

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    13 Aug 2019

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  5. Public Bookmark 7

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    Making friends and influencing people, Clint Barton style.

    Well, sort of.

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    11 Aug 2019

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    “Hey,” he says as soon as James picks up the call. “You’re not worried you’re going to end up falling in love with someone who doesn’t love you back again, are you?”

    There’s a long silence.

    “I’m sorry,” James says eventually. “Did you go to a club for the express purpose of having an existential crisis?”