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This list has been years in the making.

If you follow me on Twitter or Tumblr, you probably know that I’m a helpless multishipper in the Marvel fandom. It seems like every other week I’m emerging from AO3 with yet another new ship. So before I begin this list, I do want to disclaim that this list is no way comprehensive; the MCU has given new life to the fandom, and there is too much good fanfiction and not enough time. As I am but one reader, this list contains the fics/ships that I’m currently reading. The Collective has MUCH MORE Marvel fanfic recs over on our Tumblr (with even MORE ships), so be sure to have a look there as well. 🙂

Happy reading, my friends. And if there’s a fic that you think that I absolutely must read, please leave a comment or find me on Twitter! (Please indulge my insatiable multishipping). Fics are organized by pairing(s).

-The Collectress


 Stony (Steve Rogers/Tony Stark)

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As Sharp As Any Thorn by RurouniHime
Summary: It’s four days to Christmas, there’s a city in shambles, and the nation is in mourning because of the actions of a single man.
My Thoughts: I love this author. It’s no accident that multiple fics by them ended up on this list.

Title: Building From the Ground Up (3-part series) with podfic

Author: EmilianaDarling (gif art is hers, too)

Pairing: James “Bucky” Barnes/Steve Rogers

Word Count: 55,681

Warnings: Period-typical homophobia, period-typical racism, period-typical sexism, stalking, mental instability, brief graphic violence

Premise

Author Summaries:

 (Part 1) You’d Be So Nice To Come Home To

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“What about you, Barnes?” asks Dugan. The sound of his voice brings Bucky back to the present, dredges him out of memories of a beat-up little apartment with sunlight streaming in through the windows. “Got yourself a girl waiting for you back home?”

There’s an answer on the tip of his tongue, one that he’ll deliver with a cocky grin and a half-laugh and a little shake of his head. But Bucky is exhausted and hungry and so sore it hurts to move, and one of the guys in their platoon fucking died yesterday. His mouth tastes like iodine water and his feet hurt and none of it’s going to get better any time soon, and all at once Bucky misses Steve so badly he can barely see straight.

“Yeah,” Bucky declares abruptly, the word escaping from his mouth before he fully realizes what he’s saying. “Yeah, I do.”

[This fic presents a self-contained story that can easily be read on its own. If desired, however, it can also be read as a prequel to “Reconstruction Site” and “Amidst the Rubble”. It takes place chronologically first but was written third.]