He was a vice, immoral, harmful, and her moral weakness. He didn't grasp the concept of trust, and why she would give hers to him. Perhaps it was just in her nature to be so naive and foolish, after all it was her folly to let someone so dangerous into her simple life.

"Qu'importait que Bucky ne se souvienne pas totalement de sa vie passée. Qu'importait que l'homme assis à côté de Steve ne soit plus réellement l'arrogant et touchant séducteur qu'il était avant la guerre. Steve n'était pas non plus tout à fait la même personne." Songfic sur la chanson "Les Mistrals Gagnants" de Renaud.

A year after the death of his mother, Christmas is just a week away and Steve is feeling out of sorts. A fight with Bucky leads to a gloomy wish on the North Star. The wish takes the form of him swapping bodies with Bucky, a wish that will become permanent if not undone by Christmas Day. Steve's left with a choice between his best friend...and the life he's always wanted.

"Nothing's wrong, I guess," Bucky replied. "Just…it's hard to sleep these days. I find myself thinking about…y'know." He laughed softly. "Times like this make me wish there was a woman around to warm up my bed, make me forget, but at the same time I'm glad there's not. Wouldn't be fair to her."

"É insultante que ele ainda insista tanto em mentir para você." (stucky)

Bucky quer cortar o cabelo. (stucky)

Steve entra no prédio e sobe as escadas correndo porque ele tem certeza que ouviu algo explodindo.

"Bucky Barnes abre seus olhos, mas ele sabe que isso não significa que ele esteja acordado. Bucky abre os olhos e vê Steve." (stucky)

Bucky Barnes não quer ser o Soldado Invernal e o Soldado Invernal não quer ser Bucky Barnes. (stucky)

Steve e Bucky, ao passar dos anos

"Para o soldado, ser Bucky Barnes é uma honra, uma redenção, uma nova chance. Mas para Bucky Barnes, ser o soldado invernal, é uma vergonha, uma desonra, é seu pior pesadelo, é pior do que a morte." (stucky)

Bucky Barnes morreu, ele morreu um herói e você não é ele, você não pode ser ele. Você é apenas seu fantasma." (stucky)

Nesses dias eles pegam a moto e correm (stucky)

Steve Rogers aprendeu a ser forte antes de virar o capitão america e bucky sempre soube disso. (stucky)

Bucky é um péssimo barista, até pq ele passa metade do tempo querendo tacar café, ou na cara dos outros, ou na sua própria. (stucky) -vocês sabem que todo ship tem que ter uma coffee shop AU, né? é obrigatório.

'Que pena que Steve não conseguiu ver "groundhog day" antes de vivê-lo." stucky (um dia eu faço uma groundhog day!AU que seja digna, prometo)

Let the man-hunt begin. Sequel to 'State of Mind'.

The story is long, and unfinished so bare with me.

The Winter Soldier completes his mission and Natasha has to make the hard choice.

The Winter Soldier is a machine. A weapon: efficient, effective. Hindered by neither experience nor conscience. A tool, his handlers tell him. Wiped as a gun is cleaned, to keep him in perfectly working order. None of which explains the voice in his head that won't go away. (Not part of It's a Small World.)

Found injured, suffering from amnesia, The Winter Soldier seeks to discover his true identity. In the process, he must reason out why a proclaimed old friend allies with him as several shadowy groups, and professional assassins want him dead. #Stucky

Levi decides to run away. What will happen when she's thrown into an adventure?

A missing scene from The Winter Soilder. Natasha learns that it's okay to lose control in a slightly unorthodox way.

Bucky and Steve have a habit of going to a cafe every saturday for coffee, reading, and drawing. So what does Steve do when Bucky stops bringing books and starts watching Steve draw? (Post-CATWS- Minimal spoilers and none related to the plot of the film)

Based on a true story-"I'd rather satisfy your curiosity than having you all staring at us all day grinning like crazy fangirls!" I said to the Avengers. They all shut up and sat down, waiting for me to begin with the story. This is a rather long one-shot. Sorry about that... Enjoy! R&R! By: Nemo, No One