Eternal Hero. Version 1 Oils On Primed Watercolor Paper.

tomorrow never knows - CH9

AO3

PAIRING: Steve /Bucky

SUMMARY:

In East Berlin around the late 60s /early 70s, KGB Asset 3B-1 is tasked with eliminating a subject, but his personal equipment malfunctions and the whole thing gets switched to recon and this is how Asset 3B-1 finds himself watching a hapless artist sleep, mostly. But this is the heyday of spies and corruption and nothing ever being what it seems, and so Things Happen. Plot and action and secrets and lies Happen. Until of course the truth comes out, the way it always does. Because at the core of this are Bucky and Steve, as always—idiots who are being the most idiotic idiots about everything, especially each other.

A/N: OMG PEOPLE. IT IS DONE. WE MADE IT.

i nearly drove myself nuts trying to wrap up every last wayward plot strand, but really -- i only have myself to blame for stranding so many plots to begin with.

You absolutely have my permission to yell at me in the comments if i've missed tying up any loose ends. Or anything else. 🤣

i also need you all to take a moment and thank @booksandabeer because she made this story into what it is and saved me from myself countless times. It would not have been worth reading without her amazing beta skills and patient understanding. And she's as much of an accuracy /research freak as i am, which, let's face it, is saying something.

And then i need you to help me throw all the love at @bittersweet-in-boston who is the reason i wrote this, and is the loveliest and staunchest supportive cheerleader anyone could ever hope for.

Finally to @hanitrash and @sparkagrace, and the amazing @smlmsworld, who yell shouty love at me and then blame me for making them yell. i am not sorry.

THANK YOU ALL FOR READING. i LOVE YOU.

💕💕💕💕

Tag yourself - I’m the snoozer. Photo from my collection, no documented date/info.

the space where you used to be.

In The Long Run

Pairing: Stucky (Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes)

Word count: 12.8k

Rating: explicit (18+)

A/N: While I'm chipping away at my multi chapter fic, here's a little Shrunkyclunks AU I've always wanted to write! It's mostly 💫 vibes 💫 and unapologetic smut, with a bit of soulmates and angst thrown in the mix, too. Hope you enjoy! Endless thanks to the marvelous @sparkagrace for the beta help! ♥︎♥︎

Excerpt:

“That looks broken,” Bucky says, with a nod at the stranger's face.

“I’m fine,” the man glowers.

Bucky can't help but smile at his surliness. “Whatever you say, lone ranger.”

It takes another moment, but eventually, the cracks a tiny smile of his own. He wipes his hand on his faded jeans and holds it out to Bucky. “Steve,” he says.

Ignoring the residual blood, Bucky takes the proffered hand, which is big and warm. “Nice to meet ya, Steve,” he offers with a crooked grin. “Name’s Barnes. James Barnes. But of course, everyone calls me Bucky.”

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Extended author's note under the cut for anyone who'd like to know more about the inspiration behind this one ♥︎

I've always loved 70s rock and classic country music (Eagles, America, Glenn Campbell, The Byrds, The Band, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Aliotta Haynes Jeremiah, Bread etc.) and been a little obsessed with the vibes of so many of the songs in these genres. A while ago, when I was listening to Peaceful Easy Feeling and heard the lyrics,

"I wanna sleep with you in the desert tonight / With a billion stars all around"

&

"I get this feeling I may know you / As a lover and a friend",

and was inspired (possessed) to write a Shrunkyclunks AU, so… voilà. Bonus points to whoever can spot all the lyric references in this one lol.

only the winds.

Night view of the Eiffel Tower on the 1925 Paris Art Deco Exhibition

French vintage postcard

color ads in vogue france, february 1967.

HBO’s Howling Commandos // credits (x)

Julian Fałat (Polish, 1853–1929)

 Clausse Fernand