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    Here is the only thing you know: the body remembers.

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    12 Apr 2014

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    “Punk,” Bucky bites back fondly, putting a warm hand on his arm conciliatorily. He leaves his hand there a little too long for a casual gesture, and Steve’s breath seems to hitch in his throat. “Can't leave. God, Steve. You know I’m with you. ‘Till the end of the line.”

    And in that moment, on that day, Steve was amazed to discover that when Bucky said “I’m with you ‘till the end of the line,” every time he called him punk and knocked him on the shoulder… what he meant was, “I love you.”

    And it nearly scared Steve out of his damn shirt.

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    9 Apr 2014

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    Written for this prompt: Steve and Bucky are at a gay bar in the 30s, and some guy offers them money to take pictures of them as they fuck. They need the money, they say yes, and pretty much forget about it afterwards. The pictures come out years later.

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    8 Apr 2014

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    "He couldn't remember when he first started feeling the pull. Perhaps it was too long ago, or perhaps it had been gradual, something that crept up on him. But by the time he was sixteen, Bucky knew that the axis of his world spun around Steve Rogers in the worst possible way."

    Inspired by finding out that in the prequel comics for Captain America: The First Avenger, Steve and Bucky are in art class when the news breaks about Pearl Harbor.

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    5 Apr 2014

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    “We could…we could be something, couldn’t we?” Stiles murmurs, eyes slipping shut. Derek looks at the IV line in his arm, the bandages covering his chest, his leg. His hand, pale against the hospital sheets, palm up. Derek waits until he’s sure Stiles is asleep before he responds.

    It takes Stiles eight years to ask the question again. It's okay. Derek can wait.

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    5 Apr 2014

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