Bucky Barnes had a simple mission: bring the prisoner back to camp for execution. It didn't matter why so Bucky hadn't bother to ask, and besides, his thoughts were elsewhere. /A Stucky Fic in Vietnam/

Before the birth of technology or even the discovery of the Americas was a time in which kingdoms were either vanquished or prosperous, there was a time forgotten by history. Without documentation to prove their existence, the most powerful kingdoms at the time history decided to unite; this bond being forged by a wedding ring being slipped onto the fingers of each firstborn. When each of these two kingdoms produced a male firstborn, confusion about the abnormal betrothal swelled amongst the people; nonetheless, the firstborns had been promised to one another so when the youngest reached the age of sixteen, the kingdoms would rejoice and watch two men marry. However, their gender was the least of their concerns. The alliances between other kingdoms began to trickle away as all the two kingdoms began to care for was uniting and soon enough, the only alliance they had was with one another. The newly unified kingdom will be thrusted upon the two men to reign without guidance and in the midst of a war in which they are more than likely to meet their end. The world is truly against them, war ceasing only when their blood has been spilt on their golden thrones and their kingdom has been reduced to ashes. //Based off of Far Too Young To Die//

Trees do make a sound when they fall alone in the forest, and as a nobody, Brendon would know the way they sound when a 3,500 pound vehicle ran over its roots and slammed into the trunk. He knew that trees did not weep as they watched the blood trickle down a nobody's forehead and drip from his eyelashes. The forest didn't care whether he was dead or alive and like the trees, neither did he. TRIGGER WARNINGS: Descriptive scenes of dead bodies, death, homicide.

From the first day, your perfume intoxicates me, my love. It is in these moments I want to be like you at times. But since that day, I have a single regret; And that one regret is you. //Based off of Vices and Virtues//

Ryan has created himself a home in which he will never leave whereas Brendon can never find it in himself to stay, but no matter where he is, he will always find his way back home.

"Why are you here?" "Why did you think I'd ever leave?" * * * American Revolution Au

The American Revolution began with a small spark of defiance flourishing into a flame and a thirst for freedom soon to result in a flood of dedication. With both fire and water, the Patriots were destined to win the war. Gerard had believed this from the start, hanging up his pitchfork and ditching his life on the farm in favor of carrying a musket and the colonist's trust on his shoulders. Frank, coming from a better off family, didn't believe the Patriots could win nor did he stand for what they did. Regardless, he followed his teen sweetheart to keep him safe. They served side by side for six years and in that time, people can change drastically. However, the bond between Frank and Gerard only grew stronger. Now in Yorktown, Virginia, the last day of fighting would occur. The Patriots would win and declare their freedom. But what did freedom mean for Gerard and Frank? Gerard would return to his home and would marry a woman while Frank would return to his posh life where he was destined to marry a fine rich lady he could never love. Frank couldn't stand the thought of it so he would cherish his last night with Gerard and hold it in his thoughts forever. | Frerard one-shot|