When Tony Considers Laying Down The Charm On Bucky Barnes Around Steve, It's Not With Some Grand Plan

When Tony considers laying down the charm on Bucky Barnes around Steve, it's not with some grand plan in mind to actually be nicer. If anything, it serves the sole purpose of pissing Steve off. The problem is, when Tony makes this decision—this half-cocked, spur-of-the-moment resolution to dial up the harmless flirt offensive—he doesn't pause to consider the potential fallout. Honestly, not for a second does he entertain the thought that this could backfire so spectacularly, not just with Bucky, but with Winter too. [or] Tony has no clue how he lets it get this far, but it’s not just his own fault. Not. Alright? Rating: Explicit @winterironevents

Bucky knows what people see when they look at him: the metal arm, the distant stare, the scars both visible and hidden. Damaged and, obviously, stupid for letting the government stomp all over him, stupid for signing up to get broken in the first place. It has to be that, right? Stupid. That's the only reason why this kid, who picked out a restaurant too fancy for Bucky’s comfort, would sit here and lie his ass off by saying, "I have a stalker," and think he is getting away with it.

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That hooker WinterSpider AU that someone actually asked for. Peter is an escort looking for a driver, and Bucky needs a distraction. It's not what you think. Unless it is. Chapter 3 fills: @pparkerbingo "Sharing Bed" Square

If the whole road trip idea reeks of Steve's star-spangled, idealistic nonsense, that's because it was, in fact, his suggestion. How did Steve put it? Bond, heal, fucking kumbaya their way across the country. Tony has no clue how he agreed to this. Must have blacked it out.

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Tony and Bucky go on a road trip. It goes about as well as you'd expect. A slow crawl through emotional quicksand.

Yup, this is Winterspider. Someone, dear God, please organize a winterspider event, so I don't have to.

For Smell of Childhood by @melitta4ever. I keep coming back to it.

I am feeling very honored, grateful and absolutely in love with this art. It's one of the few things I've ever gotten made for my fic that wasn't a part of an event, and it means so much. Feeling the feels. Thank you @melitta4ever xxx

Here is a quick rundown of what is on the cards:

Hey, angel.

— I killed four men today. It's strange how numbers start to lose their meaning after a while. —

— Liberated a town. Well, Steve did. Still, wish I could bottle up that feeling of doing something good. —

— Seventy-four. They just kept coming. You ever want to not be good at something? —

— It’s hard, you know. Pretending— 

— Do you believe in love at first —

For maukree's wonderful story