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Behind the scenes of Captain America: The First Avenger

#.・゜✭ . it grows like fancy flowers ———— portrait

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#.・゜✭ . the truth isn’t in all things ———— natasha romanoff

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Bonus:

#.・゜✭ . the truth isn’t in all things ———— natasha romanoff #deal with it yelena lakjdkla;jdl

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#.・゜✭ . across space and time ———— dyn . reaperdaughter

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      no matter what his heart said getting used to this had taken a lot out of him.  a lot of nightmares.  a lot of looking himself in the mirror.  bucky even had to learn it was okay not to sleep on the floor even though he still hated the mattress.  it was too soft.  he felt like he was goin to fall to the center of the earth every time he sat on the edge.  worst of all, the cloud feeling made him anxious he wouldn’t be able to react in time in case danger came blazing through the door.  or, well, the window.  he’d shot fury through a window so, that was definitely a possibility.

     when a mattress was finally in the picture, however, the soldier couldn’t help but set it up near the wall facing the inside and not right under the picturesque window like a normal person would’ve done.  actually, putting it in the living room made the most sense considering every memory he had but that was also the furthest thing from attempting a new civilian life with kelly.  with all that in mind the mattress stayed in the bedroom in the strangest angle he could manage considering the door.

     bucky learned the silence was what bothered him the most.  not knowing where kelly was triggered something in him, at least in the beginning.  his shoulders would stay tense as if he was worried someone was going to sneak up on him.  he wasn’t.  logically, he knew kelly wasn’t going to do anything to hurt him but there was nothing logical about all the things that went through his head.  seeing her head on - anyone, really - made it easier to accept the company.  but, he was learning.  slowly.

     “ what? “ his head shot up from one of the newer sci-fi novels steve left behind.  mostly just a stack of things he’d read to catch up on life when he first came out of the ice.  frank herbert’s dune was sitting in his lap.  the spice was fascinating.  more than that, all the descriptions of the body suits and how the technology developed to survive on such an extreme weather planet has his mind reeling.  “ does that mean they plop bulgogi into a tortilla?  actually… “  both his head and his eyebrow lifted at the idea.

     setting aside the book, the soldier stands to join his girlfriend at the counter.  cold beer comes up to his lips much more easily than it did when they were at the sushi place down the street.  in the sanctity of their own walls bucky didn’t have to be self conscious of the metal arm that labeled him, without so many words, as a criminal.

     “ there’s a place in vegas steve took me to a little while ago.  they make sushi burritos. except, there’s no tortilla.  it’s basically a giant sushi roll. “  the memory makes him smile.  even in such a busy city people had been respectful enough to give steve his space.  either that or there were so many celebrity look-a-likes that no one gave them a second look.

     it’s not until kelly leans in for a kiss on the cheek that he realizes just how normal the conversation is.  at one point he honestly didn’t think that was in the stars for him.  not after everything he’d been through.

     “  if it’s cherry and you don’t share,  i’m going to be really sad. “

Tony had teased her, when he realized just how deep her feelings for James Barnes were. Not in a cruel way, Tony was never cruel with her, not once since she had shown up on his doorstep not long after Ultron and Sakovia and begged him to teach her how to save the world instead of breaking it. He had teased her the way big brothers did about your crushes and stumbling through those first parts of relationships. 

And then promptly fucked off to take a late honeymoon with his husband.

When you’re both super soldiers with massive amounts of trauma from being brainwashed in one form or another and used as an assassin for HYDRA stumbling through all those awkward firsts and seconds and thirds of a relationship can be a minefield. They’d worked through them, taken one cautious step after another until they found something like this where it took time, fits and starts. Sharing their space full time was a different kind of intimacy, a kind Kelly was acutely unfamiliar with. She had been used to having no space of her own within the confines of the barracks where she and the other children raised in the War Gods program spent so much of their time. When she had escaped, being a mercenary and then an arms dealer afforded her privacy but she never had enough trust or friendship that she could share space with another person. Becoming a hero had given her friends and family, a way to breathe easier when there were six people in the kitchen all trying to cook at the same time. Soothed down the instinct to lift her hands when she found someone else in the gym at 2 am. Still this particular cliff was one she only wanted to jump off of with Jamie.   

Kelly holds up a piece of paper, the scrawl written over it only legible after the years of knowing the Iron Man. She notices the way James seems to pause over not being sure where to order from and decides to roll right past it. They have their various quirks. “One half of the superhusbands left a list of places to order from, apparently they’re all great and we’re contractually obligated to try” she pauses, squinting at the note on the top again “I think this says Mexican-Korean fusion.” The super soldier rolls her eyes and drops the list back onto the stone of the counter top. Kelly picks up the menu for the pizza place along with two bottles of beer, handing both the menu and one of the bottles to her boyfriend. “So at least one pepperoni, I want a bacon pizza to smother in maple syrup and then I was thinking maybe half of the sides section of the place on this list. And maybe if you’re lucky, I will share the ice cream I hid in your freezer when I got here” she teases, leaning over to place a kiss on his cheek. 

#reaperdaughter #.・゜✭ . the likes of those old crows ———— interactions #.・゜✭ . keep believing in heroes ———— main

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kelly @reaperdaughter sent, [ HAIR ]:     while in the process of checking Kell for injuries or other signs of harm, Bucky gently brushes several strands of hair from her eyes.

there had been dreams while he was brainwashed. dreams he didn't understand. the only reason bucky knew that was because the longer he spent away from his handler and everything both hydra and the kgb put in his head the more came back to bite him in the ass. all the kills. all the missions. all the faces he used to help train back in the red room. sometimes they layered over one another in a weird kaleidoscope.

but, not steve.

and, not kelly.

although, her name had been much harder to remember than her voice. the soldier admits now, beneath the bright fluorescent lights, that he hadn't remembered her name until he pulled steve from the potomac. yet, he'd remembered the way she spoke her name and he remembered holding her in his arms in a crowded pub full of uniforms. worst of all, he remembered the way his heart skipped not one but two beats whenever that smile shined in his direction.

some deep part of him had always remembered the love.

flesh fingers graze over the high arch of her cheekbone. memories layer over real life with striking clarity. bucky allows himself to be proud for how well he'd held on to her image.

looking down, he notes with a small smirk that the name tag says barnes. had they been married? steve hadn't mentioned it, nor did he rememeber.

" you kept me alive, " bucky's voice is still gruff from lack of use. metal fingers come up, moving stray strands away from her face because he didn't want to lose the feel of her skin by using the other one. " you have no idea what i'm talking about but thank you, anyway. "

#reaperdaughter #.・゜✭ . that never ending swaying haze ———— answered #.・゜✭ . keep believing in heroes ———— main #inspired by 40s verse for this one

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Oh hi. Just posting more BuckyNat like nothing noteworthy happened this week.

source (x)

#crack tbt.

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tony @olympianfate asked, " hey, how badly are you hurt? can you move? you think you can walk? “

there was so much going on that bucky was walking a dangerous line with his nightmares. barely been fighting a few minutes ( hours? ) and all the memories of his hydra days had him by the throat. the only thing keeping him together was the fact that most of the things he was facing had six arms. legs? appendages?

they didn't look human.

but, they moved fast as hell. after setting the small raccoon creature down and dodging yet another question about his arm, the soldier had been tackled to the ground. hot breath and dripping teeth has his neck straining for fresh air. as he fought, one of those appendages pinned down his own metal arm. there was a creak and then a crack. bucky wasn't sure if it was metal or bone.

there wasn't enough space for his rifle between them so he twisted his thigh just enough to reach for one of the many knives strapped to his body. the first strike went to the neck, where a human artery would be. no idea if the thing had the same anatomy but all his training was taking over. emotions slowly pushed to the side. he started slipping down into the dark place he went when everything got to be too much.

several more stabs eventually guaranteed his freedom. in it's pain, though, the thing swatted at his body and flung him across the battlefield.

" uh, " there were two suits in front of him. maybe three. hard to tell with them layering on top of one another. yet, the question instantly snaps bucky back to those days with his father. " yeah. " he was always okay. as far as everyone was concerned, especially steve, james barnes was always okay. nothing crossed his face except what was intended to be mild irritation. " thing's breath smells like week old leftovers but i'm fine. go check on steve. "

#olympianfate #.・゜✭ . that never ending swaying haze ———— answered #.・゜✭ . keep believing in heroes ———— main #you can decide which version of canon this lands in

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various starters

❛  you’re a weapon and weapons don’t weep.  ❜

❛  hurt me once, I’ll kill you twice.  ❜

❛  never trust a survivor until you learn what they did to stay alive.  ❜

❛  death is the only god that comes when you call.  ❜

❛  I am teeth. I am royal. you are nothing to me.  ❜

❛  the sun will rise and we will try again.  ❜

❛  we’re just kids. we aren’t supposed to be heroes.  ❜

❛  I like my women like I like my Absinthe: bitter and intoxicating.  ❜

❛  what doesn’t kill me better run.  ❜

❛  she wasn’t looking for a knight. she was looking for a sword.  ❜

❛  don’t dehumanize bad people, because it’s their humanity which makes what they’ve done so terrifying.  ❜

❛  she isn’t just pretty. she is otherworldly and vaguely threatening.  ❜

❛  magic is not good or evil. is a knife evil? only if the wielder is.  ❜

❛  I don’t want your crown. see, I’ve come to burn your kingdom down.  ❜

❛  they broke my wings. they forgot I have claws.  ❜

❛  all that blood was never beautiful, it was just red.  ❜

❛  what do you do when there’s no hero in the story? simple. you kill the monster and crown yourself.  ❜

❛  how terrible it is, to love something that death can touch.  ❜

❛  you may not be interested in war, but it is interested in you.  ❜

❛  I feel divinity in my bones like aching. like fire.  ❜

❛  you make me feel and I don’t like it. I want it to stop. now.  ❜

❛  you are losing my interest and that is very dangerous.  ❜

❛  she will burn your kingdoms down, herself with it, if it means your ruin.  ❜

❛  it’s okay to be scared. it means your about to do something brave.  ❜

❛  she looks like divine absolution.  ❜

❛  I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget.  ❜

❛  be careful with words. they can be forgive, but never forgotten.  ❜

❛  you not wanting me was the beginning of me wanting myself.  ❜

❛  I’m tired of fighting. for once, I want to be fought for.  ❜

❛  never run back to what broke you.  ❜

❛  I was quite, but not blind.  ❜

❛  your gut knows what’s up. trust that bitch.  ❜

❛  we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.  ❜

❛  do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.  ❜

❛  I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, wishing it was a donut.  ❜

❛  you can miss something but not want it back.  ❜

❛  you can’t save people, you can only love them.  ❜

❛  I came, I saw, I made it awkward.  ❜

❛  we buy shite we don’t need, with money we don’t have, to impress people we don’t like.  ❜

❛  you’re always one decision away from a different life.  ❜

❛  my brain has too many tabs open.  ❜

❛  I’m not saying I hate you, just that you’re like the Monday of people.  ❜

❛  there’s no ‘we’ in fries.  ❜

❛  apology accepted, trust denied.  ❜

❛  death and I have been scandalously intimate for some time now.  ❜

❛  life happens. coffee helps.  ❜

❛  I am mine before I am ever anyone else’s.  ❜

❛  I rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony.  ❜

❛  very early in my life it was already too late.  ❜

❛  is that a threat or are you flirting with me.  ❜

❛  was the use of force necessary in completing your objectives?  ❜

❛  I’ll let you drag me to hell if it means you’ll hold my hand.  ❜

❛  I do bad things, and I do them very well.  ❜

❛  you drink too much, you cuss too much and you have questionable morals. you’re everything I ever wanted.  ❜

❛  they will kill you, but first they will have to catch you.  ❜

❛  drugs might kill you but they’ll never break your heart.  ❜

❛  good girls are just bad girls that haven’t been caught.  ❜

❛  a pretty face doesn’t guarantee a pretty heart.  ❜

❛  no airbag, we die like men.  ❜

❛  true evil is, above all, seductive.  ❜

❛  it takes more courage to suffer than to die.  ❜

❛  you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time. but the wolf? he only needs enough luck to catch you once.  ❜

❛  justice is vengeance in prettier packaging.  ❜

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SUBJECT: super soldier serum

          bucky’s experience with super serum differs greatly from that of steve’s.  while their outcomes are similar the road bucky had to travel was much more bumpy.

          the first time he was abducted by hydra it was a first attempt at the recreation of the serum.  erskine’s research disappeared first when he left hydra’s ranks and again when he was assassinated.  what little information zola built from was from whoever assisted erskine.  there were a number of holes in the first formula.  several of bucky’s unit died shortly after receiving their injections.  bucky himself felt nauseated yet relatively the same.  it wasn’t until he was back with the commandos and with a sniper in his hands that he realized his eyesight seemed, for lack of better term, more focused.

          after falling off the train - and surviving - it became clear to zola that they were on the right track with their creation.  the formula was tweaked again and again.  bucky was then tested in various ways in order to gather information on what was happening to his body.  little by little barnes was becoming more pliable, until he eventually became the first winter soldier.  even when he tries to think back on it he can’t remember how long it took to get to that point.  bucky also doesn’t remember how many versions of the serum he was injected with until it was considered perfect enough to bring more soldiers into the fold.  the second wave of winter soldiers were faster, stronger, and more capable in almost every way.  with their bodies perfected there was no longer any need to test on bucky, at least not with serum.  he was still tested to gauge the skills of the newer winter soldiers.

#.・゜✭ . swan diving off the deep end ———— headcanons

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You think your cause justifies all this death, but in the end, the nightmares won’t go away. You’re going to remember all of the ones you killed. Trust me. Don’t go down this path. BUCKY BARNES + his ongoing road to recovery Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014) Captain America: Civil War (2016) Black Panther (2018) The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (2021)

#.・゜✭ . it grows like fancy flowers ———— portrait #.・゜✭ . swan diving off the deep end ———— headcanons

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SEBASTIAN STAN New stills from ‘SHARPER’

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the only exception to the old relic rule was when steve gave him a duplicate set of his old 107th dog tags. his originals were never found and he didn't ever remember seeing them during his time with hydra / the kgb.

as much as bucky tries very, very hard not to remember the past those tags are not only a gift from steve but a reminder that he was a good person once. that's an idea he desperately needs to hold on to.

#.・゜✭ . swan diving off the deep end ———— headcanons

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          unlike steve, bucky’s put a lot less energy into items from his past.  he never asked what happened to his old apartment or his old things.  then again, bucky also had the blessing ( if it could be called as such ) of leaving someone behind when he fell.  his younger sister, rebecca, kept some of those items for him.  though, by the time they finally met up again those items were only a handful of things.

          at the same time, bucky didn’t really want to hold on to past physical objects like steve does.  he doesn’t really want to remember the past.  if anything, he’s pretty desperate to look forward into the future.  something better.  something different.  something.  anything.  he doesn’t really want to think about what he’s been through, if he can help it ( and he really, really can’t help it ).  he doesn’t want to think of life before.

           whatever relics he has are because someone gave them back.  rebecca had kept an old telescope and a few of his favorite novels.  steve managed to wrestle a few other things away from the smithsonian.  he doesn’t tell anyone that they’re in a box at the back of his closet.  as much he appreciates having them the sentimental value doesn’t outweigh what happens when he starts thinking about the past.

#.・゜✭ . swan diving off the deep end ———— headcanons

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𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

basically i was looking over the protective prompts and the hero prompts and it hit me that like. the unbridled angst and vibes of the whole “post-battle” scene, or a scene set after an attack or a disaster or smth, needs to be ADDRESSED!!! and so y’all get the full weight of my angst today, sprinkled with a lot of teamwork and selfless and sacrificing vibes. i hope you enjoy! do NOT add further contributions to this list!!! i will curse your potato crops!!!

DIALOGUE PROMPTS.

“ can you hear me? hey… [NAME], can you hear my voice? “

“ come on… wake up. please… please wake up… “

“ oh! oh, thank god! i thought we lost you… “

“ hey, hey… look at me, okay? you gotta get up now. you think you might be able to walk? ‘cause they sent for back-up, and if they find us… we cannot let them find us. understand? “

“ go, go! save yourself! i’ll buy you some time! “

“ we both know i’m not walking out of this one. it’s okay, alright? it’s okay… just… do me a favor, will you? will you make them pay for this? i don’t care how. but… don’t let them get away with it. “

“ hey, how badly are you hurt? can you move? you think you can walk? “

“ if you can’t walk, i’m gonna have to carry you, alright? we can’t stay here. “

“ hey, look at me. i’m slowing you down, we both know it. it’s okay. i’ll hide and wait for back-up; you get yourself out of here. “

“ you’re gonna need to climb up on my back, you’re slowing us down with that injury. “

“ will you quit talking like that?! i’m not leaving you behind! “

“ what the hell are you doing here?! i told you to get out of here! “

“ you’re shivering… hey. hey, listen to me, okay? everything’s gonna be alright, i promise. here… take my jacket. don’t worry, i’m warm-blooded. “

“ i’ll get blood on your shirt… “

“ hey, don’t you dare close your eyes, you hear me? you die in my arms, and i’m gonna stick the dry-cleaning bill for this shirt in your coffin, that’s a promise! “

“ i know we almost died just now, but… am i the only one who’s hungry? “

“ we need to get you to a hospital… “

“ hey, come on now… you’re okay. you’re good, right? “

“ i must be hurt pretty bad if you’re being this nice to me. “

“ quit playing the martyr. we’re not leaving you behind. “

“ you know, i hate to be the negative voice, but… did… did we just lose? “

“ look at me… i’m not gonna make it. it’s okay, i’m fine with that. but… you can’t stay here. you’ve got a good long life ahead of you. and you’re smart, too; too smart to wait around here and waste that long life. so you get out of here, and you go live that life. live it for both of us. will you promise me you’ll do that? “

“ back-up isn’t coming. is it? we’re on our own, right? “

“ can’t sleep, huh? it’s okay. it’s probably all that adrenaline and shock; i can’t sleep, either. wanna keep each other company? “

“ i don’t give two shits about the back-up; i’m just happy you’re alive. “

ACTION PROMPTS.

as always, add a “+ REVERSE” to switch the roles!

[ CARRY ]:     having found the receiver in an injured/weak/unconscious state, the sender carries them in their arms to safety.

[ TILT ]:     the sender gently tilts the receiver’s chin up so that they can check to see if they’re okay.

[ PULL ]:     sender takes the fallen receiver’s hands and carefully pulls them up so that they’re standing once more.

[ WAIST ]:     sender, while physically supporting and steadying the receiver, loops an arm around their waist for extra support.

[ BACK ]:     sender crouches down slightly to let the wounded receiver climb on their back, giving them a piggy-back ride to safety afterwards.

[ HAIR ]:     while in the process of checking the receiver for injuries or other signs of harm, the sender gently brushes several strands of hair from their eyes.

[ TEND ]:     sender begins to care for the receiver’s injuries.

[ LEAN ]:     the wounded sender leans against the receiver for physical support.

[ SUPPORT ]:     the sender encourages the wounded receiver to lean against them for physical support.

[ PUSH ]:     the sender gently pushes the receiver back to lie down so they can check them properly for injuries.

[ COAT ]:     sender removes their jacket and drapes it around the shoulders of the trembling receiver.

[ BLANKET ]:     just as they’re all about to go to sleep, the sender covers the receiver with their own blanket.

[ AWAKE ]:     the sender, unable to sleep, gets up to go for a walk, and finds that the receiver is also unable to sleep.

[ TOGETHER ]:     when the receiver awakens, they discover that the sender has been sleeping next to them, arms wrapped around one another for warmth, comfort, protection ( or something more… )

[ BANDAGE ]:     the sender sits down across from the receiver and begins to bandage their wounds.

[ DRAG ]:     unable to leave them behind, the sender drags the wounded receiver out of danger and into a safe hiding place for both of them to wait until help arrives.

[ TOUCH ]:     the sender nudges or touches the receiver to check and see if they’re alright after the attack.

[ CLEAN ]:     the sender gently and carefully begins to bathe the blood/soot/ash/dirt from the receiver’s skin during a moment of calm.

[ PRIORITY ]:     when they arrive at a designated safe place, the sender refuses to be examined or cared for until the receiver is taken care of first.

[ PROMISE ]:     before leaving to get help/food/water/a rescue mission etc, the sender assures and promises the receiver that they’ll return safely, refusing to bring them along or to stay behind.

[ BROKEN ]:     after having promised the receiver that they’d return, it’s learned that the sender died during their mission. how does the receiver respond?

[ TRAPPED ]:     after having promised the receiver that they’d return from a mission, the receiver learns that the sender has been kidnapped or otherwise trapped, requiring a rescue mission to bring them home.

[ RESCUE ]:     the sender and receiver reunite after the sender embarked upon an infamously perilous rescue mission to save the receiver.

[ FOUND ]:     after a massive rescue mission to try and find the missing receiver, the sender is the first to find them just as the efforts are about to be abandoned.

[ HOPE ]:     just as the receiver is about to lose hope in ever finding the sender again, a message or clue of some kind is discovered that essentially guarantees that the sender is still alive, restoring the receiver’s hope once more.

[ CLING ]:     having finally been reunited, the sender pulls the receiver into a tight, overwhelmingly relieved embrace, clinging to them and burying their face in their shoulder. the whole deal. make it EMOTIONAL–

[ TEARS ]:     having finally found the receiver, or having finally been found by the receiver, the sender breaks down in tears of relief, fear, and many other emotions as they officially reunite.

[ SACRIFICE ]:     knowing that the circumstances only allow one of them to survive, the sender sacrifices their life in order to guarantee the receiver’s survival and safety.

#.・゜✭ . of my magic cigarette ———— memes

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Ep.1 New World Order  / Ep.2 The Star-Spangled Man THE FALCON & THE WINTER SOLDIER (2021)

#.・゜✭ . it grows like fancy flowers ———— portrait

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SEBASTIAN STAN as BUCKY BARNES The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (2021)

#.・゜✭ . it grows like fancy flowers ———— portrait