All The Angels and The Saints
|Title:||All The Angels and The Saints|
|Fandom:||Captain America Movieverse|
|External Links:||on AO3|
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- In which Steve Rogers loses God and finds God and loses God, and also: Bucky.
- So Lim describes this as "a motherfucking 95 year epic love story of socialism! science fiction! and hard core gay fucking!" and, er, she's not wrong really. Lim was my star and compass during this whole story, and astolat made crucial interventions that saved it all in the end, but the story is dedicated to counteragent, who got me thinking about Steve and religion and the radical left and the 1930s.
- I totally plotted out the socialist steve fic
- damn you
- Counter Agent
- well it was your idea
- it wasn't my fault
- i just said "I like religious stuff" and made you stand in the sun and then gave you alcohol
- hardly culpable at all see
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Lately I’ve been feeling a little bit like I might have reached a kind of critical mass when it comes to the starbucks ship, and a lot of the fics (though they may be excellent) tread much the same ground and tell much the same story.
But THEN. Then I read this new piece by Speranza, and am reminded just why I love this fandom as much as I do. The very scale and scope of it is marvellous, and the Steve x Bucky x Catholicism triangle makes me weak at the knees.
I love how it explores Steve’s evolving relationship with God, and Bucky’s relationship with Steve’s relationship with God, and shows what complex, flawed characters they are…
But my favourite FAVOURITE thing is that Steve is not the paragon of virtue the world seems to treat him as - he can be ruthless, he can be vicious, he can angry and petty and unfair - and Bucky absolutely calls him on it: there’s a point early on when Bucky tells him, you’re a brutal person, Steve, and it actually made me gasp and have to put my reader down for a bit so that I didn’t cry.
This? Is not my favorite Steve/Bucky fic. It is, however, the essential Steve/Bucky fic. It takes you by the hand, from beginning to end, asking you to trust it, to let it lead you to a place where you will feel completion, where you will almost feel like you are done with this – this fandom, these characters, these stories. (Not that this actually happens, thank God – but if, in the future, I could pinpoint the moment where I have one last Steve/Bucky fic left in me to read before I move on from this fandom? I would want it to be this one).
Reading it makes you a little bit nervous, a little bit scared, the way good stories do. You’re not quite sure whether you should risk it, risk having it all unfold in a way that will destroy everything, because it spans too much, and it’s all so effortlessly linked, and it’s complex and rich and everything you might ever want – it’s like somebody reached into another universe, witnessed the lives of these boys and wrote it down for you to treasure – and it’s bound to explode all to hell at one point, right? Bound to just stop working so perfectly.
But the thing is? It doesn’t.
And I feel like this is almost the worst spoiler I could give, because allowing yourself to trust Speranza and letting yourself read on until you reach the end is an experience that is, in my opinion, intricately linked to learning to love this story the way it deserves to be. I would read a sentence, and hurt so beautifully, and marvel at the brilliance, and hope for so much, so deeply, that instead of reading on I would go back and read that part again, then go back up some more and re-read earlier parts with that new one in mind. And then I would think, ‘right, it can’t get any better than that, I’ve reached the peak’, but I would settle and keep reading anyway – and it would happen, again and again, ‘til the last sentence. And that? Is as perfect as it can get.
gorgeous and full of great period stuff, and a terrific joke about Thor and Christians that made me laugh all sneaky-like.
less effective for me after the timeline switches to present day, but maybe that's because I've read a million terrific present day stucky fics with all the things fic writers sort of arrived at by consensus so they're practically universal.
but it was gooey and had doofy jokes and it was basically about a couple of castaways who find each other again, so I was happy.