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theboost · 1 year
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There’s a better world where post Rictor and Shatterstar going canon, dc and marvel get into a homosexual arms race canonizing different “close friendships” as being in canon relationships that culminates in Batman and Superman sharing a sloppy kiss hovering over metropolis after mavel debuted Captain America and Falcon in a post coital embrace in bed
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rubysunnday · 3 years
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TFATWS | 104 The Whole World Is Watching
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lunaoblonsky · 3 years
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Hell yeah!
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colossalcriminal · 3 years
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New Reflection - b.b
Pairing: James Buchanan Barnes x Fem!Reader
Summary: Y/N and Bucky welcome their bundle of joy.
Content Warnings: Aftermath of labor, poorly written and unedited. This didn't take place during a specified time, so imagine it whenever you want!
A/N: My brother was just born 2 days ago and I haven't gotten around to writing the third chapter of my Historical Figure series. Go give that a read if you haven't yet! I am writing a Steve Rogers fic so if anyone wants to beta read that for me, message me. I'm also so tempted to write a Tony Stark one shot.
It'd been a long 31 hours, but she was finally here.
Bucky Barnes never saw himself as husband material, let alone father material. In the 40s, before going off to war, he spent his days dabbling and flattering the fine women around him, not caring for anything real.
He looked to the love of his life, his wife of 4 years, partner for many more. Chuckling to himself quietly in order not to wake Y/N up, he shook his head at the situation, one constant thought running through his head. It's funny how life works out.
The small coo coming from his arms had caught his attention as he gazed down at the baby, a small smile gracing his lips. "Hi, sweetheart." He whispered. "It's so nice to finally meet you."
Not quite able to smile yet, the infant just stared at him in amazement. It was almost as if Bucky were looking into a mirror, his brunette hair identical to hers, icy blue eyes staring into one another. "Mommy put in a lot of hard work to bring you into the world, and I couldn't be more grateful."
Y/N's pregnancy wasn't the easiest, always feeling nauseous or in the most excruciating pain, it was difficult for the super soldier to watch her silently deal with her suffering in order to provide something so beautiful, so precious. Labor was harder, him constantly at her side. He insisted she didn't hold onto his metal arm, wanting to feel a fraction of the pain she did with every squeeze. "I'll do anything for you. Take you anywhere you want, give you the best of everything." He sniffled. "But no boyfriends. Boyfriends can wait until you're 60."
The newborn didn't seem to like this, her small face scrunching up, ready to cry. "Oh, no, no." He soothed, swaying her. "Fine, you can have a boyfriend at 59." She didn't cry, but she did resort to a pout, eyebrows furrowed. "That's right, young lady. Because men are pigs."
"You do realize you're a man, right?" Y/N rasped, droopy eyes on her two people.
Bucky smiled at her, taking long strides towards her, carefully rocking his daughter. "You should get some sleep, doll."
"In a bit. Did you name her?"
Steve and Natasha were the ones to suggest the name a few years ago. The pair had always teased the couple, coming up with almost ridiculous baby names for their future offspring. One name wasn't so ridiculous, in fact, it'd reminded the soldier of his sister Frances. The name had wormed its way into his head and refused to escape. "Yeah."
"Welcome to the world, Florentina Rebecca Barnes."
It seemed fit, considering the meaning was 'bloom', a representative of new beginnings.
Bucky Barnes had never felt so ready for a new beginning in his life. A new beginning with his Florentina.
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13laly1d · 3 years
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I will forever be convinced that Marvel went through all of Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stans interviews for the Sam and Bucky content were getting and going to get.
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emgemwritesthings · 4 years
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AHHHHHHHHHHH
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degenderates · 3 years
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ugh i’m SO ready to be queerbaited by the falcon and the winter soldier 😩😩
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heumilch · 3 years
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The gangs all here
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whimsicalrogers · 4 years
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Anthony Mackie/Sam Wilson + B&W icons requested @glitter-cake20​, I hope you like them!
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set one
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honestlyfrance · 4 years
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Under The Strobe Lights
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Square Filled: Band/Singer AU
Warnings: none
Words: 595
Summary: Singing for his band has become a chore, so Sam has decided something he'd like to do instead: like talking to this Bucky guy.
Sequel is We'll Drink Under Stars
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It’s the strobe lights, Sam Wilson guesses, that makes him emotionally and physically  attached with the roaring crowd, cheering as if there’s no tomorrow as the singer belts on the song he had only learned minutes prior. It was only to cater to his bandmates’s wishes; Sam didn’t seem to want this anymore as years after starting this band in college had finally dwindled down into a chore. It was supposed to be a hobby, a way to pay rent; not this.
Under the strobe lights as he stood on the stage of the club, Sam’s blown eyes settled themselves on a man in the far back, and Sam could feel his breath falter as his shoulders relaxed, and it was in this moment that Sam felt lighter, as if on cloud nine. Have you only seen the way the man in the far back of the club had looked at Sam, you’d tear at the softness of it.
All of these drunk crowds and blurry faces had dulled Sam, but the man who sat with his friends in some booth had a sense of naivety that allured Sam, as if it was drained from the singer from so long ago that Sam began to crave that attention. The man’s eyes travelled on Sam, but not like the predatory looks he always receives, no, this one was gentle, as if a curious animal observing its own, as if an invitation to some study they were supposed to propose. It’s breathtaking, how those eyes could say so much that Sam had stopped singing altogether to observe at the man right back, and it was a few moments of silence until the crowd began to drunkenly continue the song, Sam’s bandmates, Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff, had hesitantly continued, unsure of what to do.
Sam seemed to know what to do despite the two.
The crowd hummed and yelled out words as Sam murmured the lyrics into the microphone, and it was at that moment that the man smiled shyly at Sam as if he was afraid he’d scare the singer away. How could you ever scare the singer, hmm? He likes it. Finally, someone who looks at Sam the way most wouldn’t think to do.
The bridge came, the lyrics dwindling down into instrumentals as Steve had spoken through his own microphone as he strummed on his electric guitar: “I want to thank my best friend, Bucky Barnes in the far back of the room, for finally coming up to one of our performances— Yup! There he is! The shiny burgundy leather jacket with fluffy hair— Ah, yes! Give him some love!” Steve applauded as the crowd followed along as the crowd chanted the name. Bucky. Bucky Bucky. Sam wanted to know this Bucky.
“Yeah, I see you, Bucky,” Sam winks from the stage as the man in question shyly buried his face in his hands; Bucky smiled and sent a wink Sam’s way anyway, and it did things to him when Bucky had shyly tinkered with his empty glass. “Stay for the last song, I want to hear something from you,”
Bucky mouths a “Fuck you” but bites his lip quite giddily, a smile creeping onto his face as he couldn’t contain himself when Sam finally gathered his free composure as the singer strummed his bass guitar.
There’s two things Sam would do that night: Quit the band. Have a drink or two with this guy.
There’s one thing Bucky would ponder on until the end of the show: I should’ve come watched them sooner. 
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@vodka-and-some-sass here is the video! 😘
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leveluprpmoved · 5 years
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Hi! We just need 10 more apps to officially open this place up! There’s so many characters available and we’d love to see one of the following:
Tony Stark
Bucky Barnes
Hope van Dyne
Sam Wilson
Feel free to ask us any questions, send an application or even reserve a character! (For 48 hours!)
- Mod N
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lunar-r-bryce · 6 years
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Is was me when Thanos snap his finger and shit happen. FUCK YOU MARVEL. PS.When is part 2 in theater by the way ?
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13laly1d · 3 years
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The fact that they all won in their respective categories is amazing . They were all amazing. Both shows were amazing and of the actors were amazing. So proud of the marvel actors tonight.
I just think its amazing and kinda funny but they all deserve it so much.
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