A post-Winter Soldier rec list
There’s been an incredible, overwhelming glut of really great Steve/Bucky stories in the wake of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. Of the ones I’ve managed to read so far, here are a few of my favorites.
- lost my fear of falling by wistful_joy (Gradual, gorgeous post-Winter Soldier recovery with the best ending anyone could ever have come up with. Pretty and perfectly-paced).
- what we find in the telling by faberga (Steve tells people about Bucky Barnes. Poignant and lovely and so beautifully written).
- To make bright and clear your path by lanyon (Utterly gorgeous scenes from Bucky’s fragmented, but healing, mind. The best characterization in all the land.)
- Take this pulse with you by honeypuffed (Bucky listens to Steve’s heartbeat. Spans seventy years, from pre-WWII, to post-Winter Soldier. Lovely).
- Bed and Breakfast by pizzacakes1234 (Bucky recovers and Steve tries to help. Desperately beautiful imagery).
- Soft Spot for the Hell Raisin’ Boy by ifeelbetter (Bucky gives Sam tips for the care and feeding of one Steve Rogers. Funny and well-written and fun).
- there is thunder in our hearts by beardsley (Steve and Sam take Bucky on a trip. Bucky’s re-learning himself and they’re re-learning each other. Melancholy and stunningly-written).
- you wanted a taste of it by haipollai (Body-swap. Steve’s looking for Bucky and finds him in the most unexpected way. Painful and gorgeous with just the loveliest ending).
- It’s Not Home Without You by DaftPunk_DeLorean (Bucky shows up at Steve’s apartment. Perfect, soul-wrenching hurt/comfort).
- the cold calculus of war by occamstireiron (Bucky, still very much the Winter Soldier, tries to figure out why Steve Rogers is wasting all his time on a broken asset. Gorgeous and sad).
- young hearts, out of our minds by junko (The post-Winter Soldier fluff we all need. Steve and Bucky being adorable dorks)
I honestly cannot stress the issue on how vital and important it is to speak to people you can confide in about your personal issues and endeavors in life. Do not shelter yourself because a rotten human being decided to step across your path and do not give your enemies the satisfaction of you cowering in their aftermath.
A shadow is meant to reside beneath your feet, not reign over you.
I feel like emotionally, I’m so far behind my friends, even though academically I’m not. Everyone I know is in romantic relationships, jobs, established social network of friends and job/academic networks, academic and social success, blah blah, with rich, full lives, and I’m just stagnating, struggling. I hate when friends ask me how I’m doing, or how I’ve been, IRL because I almost never have anything new or remotely interesting to say. “I’m trying to get through my classes this semester. I may volunteer over the summer at a hospice care facility or an assisted living center.”
I feel like I’m being outpaced and outstripped and outgrown by my peers, the contemporaries I went to high school with, and it sucks. It really sucks. Even though I’m 21 and a grad student, I still feel like a hapless child, whereas all of them have blossomed into fully functioning adults. No wonder I worry that I’ll soon be cast aside by them and can’t fit in with them even now, as it is.
My best friend got into grad school in O’ahu in Hawaii and I’m happy for her, because she deserves good things, but so jealous and sad at the same time. I’m jealous that she’s going to live the fun Hawaii life, surfing and at the beach and going whale-watching and enjoying beautiful nature and stuff. I’m incredibly sad that she’s not coming back to Arizona for grad school, like I thought she would be.
I feel like she’s really leaving me behind, since she’s basically a super smart science person like Tony Stark. I had hoped that she would come to school in Arizona so we could live in the same city again and reconnect, but she’s going off to Hawaii to be with other genius people, and man, that’s the one thing I’ve dreamed about for the longest time. I’m sitting here and fucking crying about it because I’m a dumbass. She’s moving to Hawaii, and before that, she moved across the country to Boston and had a great time during college there while I bashed my head against a brick wall (figuratively speaking) for the duration of undergrad and my first year of grad school.
My other best friend moved to West Virginia in January, on to a real salaried job and everything. I feel like all my close friends are leaving me behind and I’m just so far behind them. One some level, I know it doesn’t make sense because I’m already almost one year into grad school, but the feeling is still there, emotionally, of my friends leaving me and moving on to bigger and better things while I still cling to them.
yeah but what if fred weasley became a hogwarts ghost
pulling pranks and flirting with seventh-years and telling an over-exaggerated version of his death to anyone who will listen, haunting slytherin first years and popping up in the boring classes and making faces at the teachers behind their backs
skip a few decades. george weasley dies.
fred’s ghost is never seen again in hogwarts