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the undefining of steve rogers (stucky)

_justanothersky_

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Parts 10
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Reads 2,128
Votes 164
Parts 10
Time 18m

_justanothersky_

lonely: the concept of having no one and nothing in all the world. the day after v-day. the day after a helicarrier falls to pieces. an empty casket buried six feet under with the memory of a boy with the kind of striking blue eyes that stop hearts. 

tw: suicide, suicidal thoughts, major character death
cover art by nester formenteraAll Rights Reserved

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