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    A soulmate AU where your soulmark is the first thing your soulmate thinks when they meet you.

    Bucky is a normal, Level Six SHIELD agent who stumbles into a time machine while on a mission. When he travels back sixty-four years and lands ass-up on the wartime desk of one Agent Carter, his soulmark—“Who’s that with Peggy?”—goes from fairly distinctive, as thoughts go, to maddeningly common.

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    “Alien…aphrodisiac.” James blinks and takes a few deep breaths, absorbing the information to scratch his head over later. Steve’s the priority now. “At least tell me he didn’t leap into the path of the alien whatever.”

    The Widow laughs. It’s half for show, James knows, but he thinks he can see genuine amusement in her cool green eyes. Steve’s better at reading her, but Steve’s apparently busy rubbing one out in the bathroom.

    “Not this time,” she says. “It’s not a weapon. One of the scientists grabbed the first thing they could in a panic. Steve was the only one in the room with them and got a faceful of blue dust. The effects took a couple of hours to show.”

    “And the scientist who used it?”

    “Was trying to fuck a wall, last I saw.”

    James grimaces.

    “It’s not very dignified,” the Widow adds, noting his expression. “Like I said, either the serum’s handling the worst of it, or Steve’s real superpower is his moral compass.”

     

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    Steve gets sex-pollened. He handles it just fine, and then Bucky shows up.

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  3. Public Bookmark 47

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    “Not bad,” Steve says, eyeing Bucky calculatingly. He wipes his hand across his bloodied lips, smearing red across his jaw. “I’ve seen videos of you with that shield and your gun. But I like this better. You’re good with your fists.”

    “Had to be,” Bucky says grimly. “Someone had to fish your fool ass out of back alleys and dumpsters.”

    Steve’s eyes darken. He doesn’t like it much when Bucky brings up the past he doesn’t remember. Some things strike harder than others. Their Brooklyn days certainly do. The one time Bucky dared to mention Sarah Rogers, the marks took days to heal.

    Steve’s boot presses down firmly, right over where Steve’s name is carved into Bucky’s stomach. Bucky grits his teeth and breathes through his nose, swallowing the pained sounds that want to crawl up his throat. He wishes he could exert half as much control on his slowly hardening dick.

    He's got his wires crossed these days. It used to be different. The violence he and Steve engaged in was make-believe, play-acting. This isn’t, but it doesn’t seem to matter, and Bucky’s not sure if it’s some unspeakable perversity or sheer self-preservation.

     

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    It's a hell of a thing, being loved by a ghost.

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    “I’m compromised, Natasha.”

    “He’s terrifying, isn’t he?” she says. “He always was, even as a story whispered to the girls in the Red Room. “I survived him once. And you—you did it twice. Not many people get to say that.”

    “Maybe he likes me,” Bucky says. He's smiling, mouth twisted up into a bitter rictus.

    Natasha shows more feeling at that than she has since before the fight. She winces.

    “I wouldn’t want to be liked by a ghost,” she says very quietly. “It doesn’t tend to end well.”

    Bucky doesn’t have the heart to tell her it was never going to, not for him, not since the mask came off.

     

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    The Winter Soldier gets the man of his dreams.

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    This isn’t his Steve. This isn’t Captain America, and this sure as fuck isn’t the little guy from Brooklyn who was too dumb not to run away from a fight. This isn’t the Winter Soldier either, Hydra’s mindless machine.

    Whatever came out of all that, of the man who was all of those at some point in his life—Bucky’s not sure if it’s someone he wants to know.

    But it’s Steve.

    Steve reaches out, one bear paw of a hand reaching for Bucky’s face. Bucky grits his teeth and forces himself not to flinch. He’s expecting another blow, maybe fingers pushing into his mouth, but what he gets is a finger tracing the cleft in his chin—the spot his Steve used to love to kiss. Bucky shivers at the gentle touch, caught off guard and floundering. He’s only more unsettled when Steve’s hand settles on his cheek, big enough to cradle the entire side of Bucky’s face.

    “Pretty boy,” Steve murmurs. “Should I keep you?”

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    Captain America is sent to hunt down a ghost.

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