#hydrasweapon

[feathersofvibranium]

where does your fear reside in your body?

all your body

your fear is in your head, heart, hands, legs. it sets your internal organs, muscles and your entire being on fire. your adrenaline goes up; the risk is obvious but you won't go down without a fight. hot blood travels quickly to all the parts of your body, preparing them for action. all you think about is the problem before you and its solution. your senses are sharpened, your heart is gonna jump out of the chest. your body is trembling, your feverish brain - galloping. you'll fight until the end. you'll get out of this. for a magical moment, your fear becomes strength and bravery.

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tagging: @withoutawar @lostsouldier @hzsokovia​ @particlexxdealer​ @bartonstrickarrows​ @shieldretired​ @hxrbingxr​ @therxdeemxr​ @pervyyzimniysoldat​ @hydrasweapon​ and anyone else (tag me)

#about sam #//both sam and I feel he's being called out by this result lol

[watwrmelonstyles]

why us

backstory: you and bucky are both being t0rtured by hydra and you talk to eachother through thr walls and fall in love.

tw: t0rture

im obsessing over this gif so imma put it on a loop while i wait for tfatws ep 5.

you were being tested and tormented on a daily bases, the only thing between you and human contact was a wall. You had no clue what he looked like but you loved him anyways.

"why are they doing this to us..." you asked with your legs curled to your chest to try and keep warm.

"i dont know", he replied. "mabye were lab rats to them..." he chuckled slightly.

"but im gonna get us out of here soon", he whispered as if they were listening to our every word.

"whats your name", you ask. You were numbers to hydra, nothing about you mattered, aslong as when they say the words your ready to comply.

"james, but call me Bucky", he only told people to call him Bucky if he trusted them."what about you".

"im y/n", you smile. "its a nice name", he replied.

You hear his door open and the words, "longing, rusted, seventeen, daybreak, furnace, nine, benign, homecoming, one, frieght car".

you blink back the tears as bucky answers, "gotov podchinit'sya", (ready to comply).

#bucky barnes #bucky x reader #spiderman #marvel #bucky fic #actors #celebrities #fashion #movies #mcu cast #sebastian stan #winter solider x reader #hydrasweapon #bucky fanfic #bucky barnes smut #bucky x you #baron zemo #tfatws #hail hydra #mcu fanfiction #mcu bucky barnes #james buchanan bucky barnes #tom holland #tom hiddleston #sdv sebastian #iron man #civil war #the avengers #endgame #bucky imagine

[jamesbondtm]

   ❝ clear left. ❞ he calls out, advancing forward into the next room.  ❝ you clear upstairs, i’ll do downstairs. ❞

@hydrasweapon​  ♥’d for a thing

#hydrasweapon #↳ A MARVELOUS SPY » ( marvel verse ) #idk they could be working together on something random

[the-mjolnir-owner]

let's go right to the question: WHAT DOES THOR SMELL LIKE? (Do Asgardians have deodorant or perfume or something)

@hydrasweapon

- Thor especifically smells like petrichor, the earthy smell of rain

- There are some hints of steel, ozone and leather

- Sunflowers were his Mother's favorite flowers and he likes using its oil in his hair and body, so that's very proeminent

- Asgardians in general are very vain and like mixing ingredients to make their own colognes/scents/oils/deodorants

- No deodorant can help them after a battle, so, bathes are very important and frequent

#hydrasweapon #thank you baby ♥

[notafossil]

intimacy meme || accepting || @hydrasweapon​

"Did you just yawn?"

   ❝ what? no, i-- ❞ Steve presses his lips together briefly, looking toward Bucky when the man pulls his face away from his neck.  ❝ i was trying not to sound... too eager, y’know? ❞ he’d stifled a moan because Bucky had grazed his teeth against his throat, didn’t want to get too carried away right off the bat.  ❝ sorry-- i see why it might have sounded like a yawn. ❞ he laughs a little, tipping his head to catch Bucky’s lips in another kiss. 

#hydrasweapon #↳ TRANSMISSIONS » ( answered asks )

[blutschatten]

@hydrasweapon​ → starter

“I’ve been looking for you. Like hell I’m going to just let you walk away now. You don’t know how badly I need your help.” 

#hydrasweapon #╳ — redιѕcovery and redeмpтιon ╲ ( verѕe 01 )

[battletrio]

@hydrasweapon 

John couldn’t wait to get away from the crowds and cameras, it was starting to get all a bit too much. But at the very least he had done his job. He had seen the mission through to its conclusion, though it wasn’t necessarily the conclusion he had hoped for. Lemar was still gone and the pain sat in his chest and would not leave. Finding himself a slightly secluded area, John sat down on the curbside and buried his face in his hands. He wants to cry, to scream, but he was so tired. All he had to keep him company was the silence.

#hydrasweapon #v: the whole world is watching (mcu canon) #fall in line (queue)

[ur-new-stepmom]

now i want to rewatch agents of shield thanks marvel

#the details are amazing #everything is so well thought #wandavision spoilers #wandavision #agents of s.h.i.e.l.d. #agents of shield spoilers #agents of shield #I love this #the framework #framework #hydra #hydrasweapon

[jameskingofsnakes]

(THIS WAS A SHIT STORY I MADE AND POSTED ON WATTPAD, YES I KNOW ITS TERRIBLE IM SORRY IN ADVANCE FOR THOSE WHO ARE READING THIS)

(a/n there are misspellings and shit but I don't care)

Peter, bucky, and Steve were best of friends since kids, they were the best of friends anyone had ever seen. And although the two would never admit it, Bucky and Peter thought of each other as more than friends, they had feelings for each other but they were both scared of what the other would think. After all, that type of love wasn't allowed. Everyone said that being gay was a sin, but they didn't think so, the two just wanted to love each other. And it went on like this for years, both males hiding their feeling for the other. The best part was that most people could tell they were in love, Sadly the two never got to tell each other how they felt before the 'Accident, Peter and the rest of his family died, he had only recently turned 19 went it happened. Bucky was devastated, not only did he lose his best friend, but he also lost his love. But something told him that wasn't the end, he didn't know why- but he believed it.

***

It's currently 4:57 am, the team was called down for an emergency intruder alert.

They expected some kind of big threat but instead, it was a 'teenaged' boy, maybe 17 in black and red spandex, but that wasn't even the strangest part. they realized the suit that was hugging his body had the hydra symbol printed across his back and chest, and all hell broke loose. Four of them were yelling and getting into their battle stance, while Natasha stood trying to get answers from The super-soldier who went by Captain America. And in all honesty, the guy was scared, of course, he could easily take on all of these people, but doing that would only let his monsters win.

He came here for help but instead, everyone was freaking out. It was starting to aggravate him, the only person here that he knew was The star-spangled man, and Steve hadn't said a word to the boy. No one had, it's just been yelling. The only one to really observe the boy had been a redhead suited in black.

"Guys-"

They kept going and ignored the woman. So the red-headed woman yelled and stomped her foot.

"Would you please shut the hell up!?" She growled.

"if you guys would stop and pay attention, you'd notice that the kid hasn't even engaged in combat yet." She shook her head, visibly disappointed in the others. "You haven't even given him a chance to talk, and he looks Young, probably terrified."

The woman gave him a small glance before glaring back at the others.

The four put that heads down and nodded, the man with the arrows looked like he wanted to say something but one glance from the angry hero shut him up.

The room got quiet. They were unsure what to say, they didn't want to trigger the boy (or the black widow)

Finally, Steve put his hand out and waited for the boy to take it.

"Sorry for the commotion, Steve Rogers. And you are?"

The boy shook the man's hand as quickly as possible. He made sure not to look the man in the eyes so he wouldn't get punished. As soon as he shook it he walked further from the man.

"паук."

They looked at the boy in confusion, what kind of name was that-

Natasha moved closer to the boy, she tried to put a hand on his shoulder but he quickly shut down.

He dropped to the ground and gave a knee.

"извините, мэм, накажите меня, как хотите." He spoke frantically.

She looked at him, why on earth would he- never mind, he's been in hydra's hands for God knows how long.

"Нет, вставай, паук." Natasha made sure to speak slowly. She could see the potential this guy had, fighting him is not something they can do without having to call damage control after. He was strong, she could tell.

паук scurried to his feet and apologized. The rest of the team stood behind Black Widow as if they were hiding from a wild animal, and Natasha was controlling the beast. Bruce wasn't scared as much as the others, normally he would be but the big guy wasn't out. Maybe the Hulk doesn't see the intruder as a threat. If big green was okay with him shouldn't they?

The only thing visible on паук's face was his Bambi eyes that we're glued to Steve. паук slowly walked over to the Captain, he took his mask that covered his lower face and ripped it off. Steve paled and he felt tears prick his eyes. It was impossible, but that's what he thought about bucky yet his best friend was still sleeping four floors below them. But everyone saw it, the house exploded, the were no survivors, hell they found AND confirmed his body. But the man who stood in front of him was none other than Peter Parker.

"P-peter?"

'Peter' looked more scared than Captain America, he had never heard the name Peter, yet when the words left caps mouth he felt something inside him click. He remembers this man. This man is Steve Rogers! Peter smiled, "Я тебя знаю!Я действительно!" Steve gave him a sad smile, no one knew what he was saying except for Natasha, but Peter didn't know that. He thought they were scared.

Natasha walked up to him yet again and did as she did before. This time she smiled, which is something she doesn't do often. When Natasha put her hand on his shoulder he didn't kneel he just looked at her with hope in his eyes, he wanted help. Natasha gestured to the others and then looked at Peter, "Ты знаешь английского паука?" He nodded.

"H-hello."

They waited for him to continue.

"I'm The "Dancing Spider", but the guards just call me Spider as you can tell I escaped hydra. I think something went wrong- first they were wiping my mind, next I had memories coming back and, " he motioned to Steve, "he was in them. I waited until I was given my next mission to run, that's the only time I'm allowed outside for... Reasons. But there were others from my what I seen. A family, and...and ag this guy- but... I only remember his eyes- and hair- but he um... He called me Doll!

He stopped and looked down, it was like he was too ashamed to continue. And maybe it was because he was. in the flashback, there were three people, him, Steve, and someone else. The other person had dark brown hair and steel blue eyes. He's was taller than both peter and Steve, but Steve was much, much smaller.

The 'teen' had stopped talking for a while so Steve started asking questions, "Pete- sorry, Spider? Do you remember how old you are?" Peter lifted his head up and slowly nodded. "Twenty-three." That's all he said, his mind was still on the mystery guy. Why? Why was he so damn important to him? It made him mad, how can he be so valuable to peter yet he has no idea who he is!? But then again, there's a lot of people peter can remember. But Steve was taken back- four years, peters had four years of his life stolen from him. But for those who knew him, it was much longer.

"Do you remember May and Ben?" Steve quietly questioned.

Then some things flooded peters head that was probably best forgotten, his aunt and uncle, their dog, then the explosion. The one that he started. But he didn't want to, of course, it was his first mission, hydra made sure to replay the horrid memory. Over and over.

"So... He's not a kid?" The gold and red armor asked.

Peter looked shocked, and who can blame him? The iron suit was talking, hydra might have had good tech but this was... Freaky. Peter put his hands up in fists ready to fight, everyone else got on guard ready to do the same."W-what the hell is that?" He stuttered.

The heroes calmed down after they have seen he was just startled. The glowing eyes that belonged to the iron suit stopped glowing and a man stepped out.

"Howard?" Peter questioned, then his eyes widened, he had unlocked a new memory.

While Peter was trying to piece together all of the things he could remember tony stood stiff, he hadn't heard that name in a while, and this guy knew his dad? God everything is confusing. He shook the thoughts away and looked at peter who had a puzzled look on.

"I'm actually his- his son."

Peter smiled a bit thinking about how much the two looked alike. "You just look so much like him! Did he build your..." He pointed to the Iron man suit, "that?" Tony shook his head and looked down, "No, um... Howa- my father- and Hydra- he's ah, he's dead..."

Peters face dropped and he felt another wave of guilt hit him."oh my God- did? Did I do it!?" He was on the verge of tears, why? Why was he a monster?

Tony walked over to peter and put a hand on his shoulder, peter backed away. "No! Please, I didn't want to I swear!" Tony looked at Steve for help, Steve had a look on his face that said he was thinking, his eyes widened. He walked out of the room and tony went back to peter.

"Hey, Hey kid look. You- you didn't do it okay?."

"..." Peter looked up.

"It's fine, you're okay," Tony explained. It wasn't the truth but what was he supposed to say 'oh don't sweat it! It was another hydra soldier!'

Peter took a step out of Tony's grasp and fell to his knees, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come here. I'm just putting you all in danger!" He pulled his knees to his chest, why won't they just kill him already? That's what they do right? You break into a building and they don't attack you? That makes sense.

Nobody touched him, he just sat on the ground surrounded by people he doesn't know. It was quiet yet peter could still hear their heartbeats. The man with the glasses was calm, the redhead was calm as well, along with the man with the bow. The other two had strange heartbeats. The one with their glowing chest had a faint heartbeat but also a slight humming, the blonde with the hammer had a calm heartbeat but the rhythm wasn't a pattern, and it was loud.

Tony had walked away from the young adult because he had obviously made him uncountable again, this is why he leaves the comforting people thing to Bruce and Steve. None of them knew why Steve walks away, but they all wanted him to come back.

Peter felt the eyes on him so he wanted to make himself more comfortable before snapped at all the people who had nothing better to do than to stare at him, like seriously! He came here for help; they stare! The one person he knew ran off, and if Peter was him he'd run too! He sighed and stuck his arm in the air. The others looked at him with pure confusion, Peter rolled his eyes and shot a web up to the ceiling, his lip twitched as if he was smile, why? Well, the other watched in horror as he pulled himself up and positioned himself.

It had been a few minutes and Steve was still gone, Peter was still on his web trying to keep calm, and the other five were still staring at Peter. He'd be lying if he said it wasn't bothering him. "If you want to say something please say it, you're getting on my nerves with the pointless staring." He closed his eyes and allowed himself steady again.

"Do you really know Steve?" Asked Tony.

Peter flinched but kept his cool, "y-yes? Well I think, I remember him from some point in my life. We were friends I know that at the least but I also know there was someone else..."

Natasha was the second one to speak to him. He didn't mind though, Peter took a liking to her.

"Can you describe the other person?"

The spider let himself turn towards her. He let out a sigh. "I can but... Something tells me I won't see him again, by the looks of things I'm not in the '40s anymore, he's probably long gone, a family perhaps remember to him perhaps." He gave her a faint smile trying to hide the fact that he was disappointed in himself. Nat gave him a look that told him to go on.

"Well, he had dark brown hair and hair, and the most amazing blue eyes you've ever seen, I was close to him I know it but I just can't remember h-his name."

Peter let a single tear roll down his face, he smiled again then left his hands-free, so now he just relaxed as his body moved upside down.

He pointed to Bruce, "your doctor banner right?" Bruce sighed. "Yes, unfortunately, you probably have files on the other guy huh?" Said Bruce. Peter looked confused.

"Actually sir, the only person I know is Steven, however, I've read your books. Me being one of their best creations means I got 'special' treatment, so I was about a year ago I was given some books."

Bruce only nodded as a response. Everyone stood quietly as they watched Peter move gracefully, he switched back the position he was into before. This time he looked at the man with the arrows. "You want to know why I'm doing up here, right?" "How did you- never mind." Peter let out a breath and closed his eyes, "this is sort how I got my name, The Dancing Spider, that and when I fight 'it looks like a dance'. But I also do this as a way to calm down, and you people obviously don't know that staring makes people uncomfortable- not to mention it's rude" the five quickly tried to find something else to look at, "it's fine just a bit irritating, be staring too, I mean some dancing assassin shows up randomly, " he let himself fall. He walked towards the window and looked for the latch that would open it. "I've caused enough trouble, if I umm, if I leave now they won't go after me. Guards don't check cells until-" The elevator doors dinged as they shut again and two men walked up to the group.

"7:30, they don't make rounds on the A floors until 7:30." The other man said. Peter spun around to see Steve inspecting the web that hung from the floor, beside him was a man with dark brown hair that was just above his shoulders. Peter's dark brown eyes locked with the steel Blue ones. It was him- the man he had seen! The one who was so important to him! It was James.

The memories flooded back, from when they were kids, their days in high school, how he Peter had the biggest crush, god, peter liked him- no, he loved him.

Peter let the tears fall, he didn't care if he got punished for crying he had finally found his love! He smiled wide and started walking to the man.

"J-James?"

Buck nodded and walked towards Peter as well, they met halfway in the center of the room, bucky didn't care if the others saw that he was crying, he had been dreaming of the day that he'd see Peter again, of course, this isn't how he would have wanted it to go but it didn't matter. "Hey, Pete-" he didn't get a chance to finish his sentence before the smaller male jumped on him, arms wrapped tight around his neck. Bucky didn't want to let go. He finally got his best friend back, he had his love back.

They didn't care if the other we're watching, they'd rather them starting than be apart again. "I'm sorry- I am so so sorry James." Peter cried into the taller man's neck. The soldier pulled away so he could see his face, Peter looked up at him with tears rushing down his face. "For what, You did nothing wrong?"

"I never got to tell you that I loved you." Bucky's face softened, 'Peter always was the first to apologize for nothing' he thought. He pulled Peter in for another hug, his chin laid on the smaller's head. "Then do it now." Said bucky. Then he loosened his grip on peter. The spider looked up at him, visible shock displayed itself on his face.

"W-what?"

"I said do it."

Peter was shocked, as much as he hated it he thought this type of thing wrong, everyone said it wasn't right, no matter how much he wanted it to be right they told him it was bad. But Peter didn't care he wasn't gonna let them stop his feelings. He cupped buck's face with his hands, slowly pulling the other in, Peter kissed him. And of course, Bucky kissed him back, it was the most gentle thing either of them had felt in years.

The rest of the room (minus Steve) had no idea why they two were crying, or why Steve had brought Barnes he anyway. But they started to understand once they watched the two broken males interacted with each other, then they understood. Yes, they were broken- but they knew they were broken together.

The couple broke apart with a smile on their faces. Peter looked at Bucky, tears still streaming from his doe eyes, he smiled as he looked his love in the. eyes.

"James Buchanan Barnes, I love you. And I don't care what anyone else says- or thinks."

Bucky smiled down at Peter.

"Peter Benjamin Parker, I love you, and I have dreamed every night that I would see you again."

The pair smiled knowing that they finally were together again. But Peter let the worries set in as he thought about what hydra would do if they found him? He doesn't want to lose James again, what if they take James? Bucky felt his lover tense up so he hugged him tighter. "James?" "Yeah, Petey?" Peter let out a deep breath, "what if hydra comes back? I don't wanna loses you again, I don't think I could go through that again." Bucky kissed the top of peters head, knowing what it's like to fear hydra. "They haven't found me yet." "What?!" Peter asked. Bucky smiled sadly. He had been on the same floor as the dancing spider- yet he never would have thought he could be his love. "You know the other to soldiers on the A floor?" Peter shook his head at buck's question. "It used to be me, and somebody else... But they're dead, have been fo- how did you know what floor I was on?" He quickly asked, pulling away to look at the blue eyes that stared down at him. Bucky took off his glove and rolled up his sleeve. Peter's eyes widened at the sight of a shining metal arm, he brought his hand up to touch the cold metal.

"You're the Winter Soldier?"

Bucky nodded, his head nodded towards the web behind them.

"And... you're the Dancing spider?"

"Y-yea, sadly."

Bucky looked at him again, the look on Peter's face had no fear, he would have thought that the young man would regret saying 'I love you' but instead Peter and bucky had the same excepting look on their faces. Peter took a shaky breath and shut his eyes, "how?" Bucky looked at him, puzzled. The spider opened his eyes. Tears flowed from his eyes as they have been throughout the morning. "How did you do it? Hell, you're still doing it now! how can you stand here and stay strong knowing that if they find me they might find you too? How did withstand all of the fear and hide from them?"

Bucky pulled him closer, a sad but gentle smile on his face. He kissed peter softly on the lips before he looked his love in the eyes, "because I knew, somewhere my love was alone, and I wasn't going to give up until we were together, " he placed his flesh hand on peters face and wiped away from the tears with his thumb.

"I love you."

(EW- IM SO SORRY)

#peter x bucky #fanfic #wattpad #winterspider #bucky barnes #peter parker #hydrasweapon #oneshot #marvel fanfiction #mcu fanfiction

[levisbae2]

First Encounter

1,981.

Hydra base of operations.

Возвращение на Родину

                                                           Homecoming

The ominous ring of water droplets plunging to their deaths echoed throughout the shoebox of a room. Clinging to their steady rhythm, he struggles to find his peace of mind.

Один

                                                                             One

His thoughts become nothing but a jumbled mess, brain pulverized to mush. His breaths are frantic and his lungs burn. Soldat took in his final breath of desperation, preparing for what's to come. His blue eyes trailing to the cement floor.

Товарный ваг-

                                                                            Freight c-

A numbing sensation spread to every neurone.

Before the final command could be uttered a loud choke shattered the hypnotic trance. The soldier looked up, his jumbled mind slowing the movements of his tense body.

Staggering, his handler clutched at his adam's apple. Where a knife lay, imbedded so deep into his neck that it protruded from the front.

The man began pulling so hard at the metal restrains that his right arm nearly snapped. Blood spewed, escaping the mouth of the man before him; a sight so horrific you'd swear this was a Steven King novel.

Thunk. The large body of the gray-haired man hit the floor. 

In the shadows behind the now-dead handler. A figure lurks, with hair so big it cast a shadow in darkness. A wicked smile overtook blood crusted lips, the figure came toward the light. She was quick to walk towards him. Steps so quiet; if it wasn't for the serum he would have never heard the pitter patter.

The soldiers eyes blew wide, he felt the same fear being put under ice brought him.  His handler was an evil he had familiarized himself with. This woman terrified him, yet he knew better than to flinch, as her hand came up. 

Her palms were rough against his cheek. Scars marred the woman’s body, upon close inspection he could see the purple fading into brown. See the bruises on her neck. The mystery woman inspected him with a clinic gaze. 

Something unrecognizable flashed over her face, before her gaze softened. He couldn’t do much but stare, bewildered. To his surprise the strap restraining his wrist was loosened. A weightlessness made his nerves jump. First was the right then, a short pause.

She took in the metal monstrosity. Her jaw tightened as she grazed her fingers over cool metal. It felt as if those dark eyes looked through his 'skin'. A phantom pain made his left ‘fingers’ twitch. The frazzled woman spent a second longer than she had, burning him with the judgment in her gaze. Before another click sounded, setting the soldier free.

She steps too close to comfort and made quick work of dismantling the remaining straps that held him hostage to the chair. Bloodying cloth with the same knife, she had retreated from the corpse of his handler.

The distant sounds of Russian and heavy footsteps flooded the hall. Soldat found himself launched into a sharp alertness. His mind no longer muddled; survival, at the forefront of his conscious. She dropped a familiar cold in his right hand, a pistol.

With that, the woman. Unlike any other the soldier had seen on this side of the world. Was gone. Her figure apparated from the room, vanishing into wisps of darkness. Who was that?

Who am I?

The metal door slammed open with a loud screech that de-railed all of his thoughts . The soldier was quick to stand yet the guards were faster. The next events happened in what felt like slow motion but were truly seconds.

His arm came up. Aim, pull, breathe and-release. Two agents down with a shared bullet. As he repositions the sleek pistol to the right a sharp stab hits his ribs. Soldat glanced down to the dart imbedded in his chest the world blurs. The last thing the winter soldier saw that year was the fearful faces of the agents who apprehended him.

Two things were made clear that day. Hydra had reason to fear their greatest asset, and they had lost лев.

#bucky barnes #bucky fanfic #marvel #james buchanan barnes #black oc #black reader #bucky fic #bucky x female reader #bucky x black!reader #black y/n #black!oc #black!fem!reader #hydrasweapon #sebastian stan #avengers fic #avengers x black!reader #the winter soldier #the winter solider imagine

[feathersofvibranium]

where should you be kissed?  

cheek.

you are made of light. your cheeks hurt from grinning, sun-kissed and lifting in a bubbling laugh. you should be kissed there. and often. a reminder that you are a joy to be around, and that your smiling face is a gift.

tagged by: stolen from @hzsokovia

tagging: @therxdeemxr @pervyyzimniysoldat @shieldretired @hydrasweapon @lostsouldier @untamedtempest @withoutawar @soviet-ghost-story​ @wlsonsarah​ and everyone~

#//ooh accurate #about sam

[watwrmelonstyles]

why us

(part 2)

before i start quick update on the hamster...

soo i got it and it kinda jumped out of my hand and ran somewhere in my room and i cant find it, i alsoo figured out im kinda scared of it soo someone help idk what to do and if it runs out of nowhere im gonna shit myself...

tw: language, t0rture i forgot to say in the last one but this is based in 1991.

a few hours passed as i cried myself to sleep, did i dserve this, did we all.

"soldier, up", the commander barked as the sun beamed through the bars they called windows.

"MOVE NOW LITTLE BITCH", he shouted as i dragged myself up.

buckys pov:

i heard the commanders yelling for the others to get up calling them all sorts of names such as,"shitty rat",or "stupid asshole bitchface", they were creative when it came to shouting.

The officers surround me, probably making sure i dont run as they release me from the bounds and chains.

"mission report", it was hard to remember for a while, but they didnt give long.

"mission report december 16 1991", he said louder putting his emotionless face right infront of mine.

i look down trying to put the events of last night in order.

i spoke to y/n, they took me and then nothing, it was blank.

"FUCKING MISSION REPORT", he screamed before hitting me with a metal rod, then it all went dark.

y/n pov

i heard buckys door open and his body fall to the ground.

"buck??", no answer. "bucky its me", you say a bit louder.

"please wake up", you whisper fighting back the thoughts that they killed him.

"y/n?..." bucky groaned pulling himself up.

"hey your awake i was scared you were-", you didnt finish your sentence.

"im fine...", he whisperd.

a few hours passed until you heard screams and crashes from a distance, getting closer and closer until the footsteps were right outside your cell...

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[sisu-rove-sgr]

Concept art for Captain America: The Winter Soldier. And we thought the chair and the cryo pod were creepy as they are. 😳

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[pctrkor]

Bucky is a sneaky assassin, so it wasn’t hard for him to tiptoe into Leah’s bedroom in the middle of the night to put a vase with 50 red roses on her nightstand, which she’ll hopefully see first thing when she opens her eyes on Valentine’s Day. Next to the vase, he put a card with two dogs pressing their snouts together in a kiss. Inside, he scribbled a message in his best Palmer method: “Come over at 6 PM. I’m making boeuf bourguignon and Panna Cotta. ♥️ Bucky”

　　　　Leah had no idea how her boyfriend had managed to sneak under her nose that night to deliver those flowers and note, but she hadn’t stopped smiling since the moment her eyes had woken up and seen the roses. She’d always been one of those people complaining about how Valentine’s Day was nothing but a consumeristic day, created to make some people spend money and others feel lonely, and yet… And yet, now that she had indeed someone at her side that made her want to celebrate love in all the possible ways, Leah didn’t feel so against it anymore. Cause maybe it was a day like any else, but she wasn’t going to waste another opportunity to spend time with her man.

　　　　She’d been impatient all day while working at Izzy, occasionally sending Bucky texts and cute selfies — including one of her still in bed, with only the bouquet covering her — and overall waiting to get home and get changed. She’d asked for the night off, of course, and she’d took way too long to get into a nice sheet dress that fitted her like a black glove. For the occasion, she’d even decided to wear heels, which she didn’t do often at all. And one of the roses she’d cut and put in her hair. As she rang the bell of Bucky’s place, a small envelop in red paper was fairly noticeable in her hand. It hadn’t been easy at all to find those tickets for the first baseball game of the year, but she’d managed with a few tricks. She was more of a football girl herself, but she’d heard that baseball was quite a big thing back in Bucky’s days. He had endured a lot of trash tv for her, she could definitely do that for him — and she was pretty sure she was going to have a lot of fun letting Bucky teach her all the rules. 

　　　　« Happy Valentine’s Day! » She thrilled, still lost in her thoughts, the moment the door opened in front of her, the delicious smell from the inside hitting her immediately. Going to embrace him, she smiled as happy and as smitten as a girl could be on that night of the year. « Thanks for the flowers, babe. »

#hydrasweapon #( * character: leah. #no idea what the other thing is #but #Bucky can make me panna cotta every day

[blutschatten]

“When was the last time you did something that wasn’t required?”

The question seemed out of nowhere, one that almost sounded as if the other had contemplated it as he watched Nathaniel prepare himself some food. He had been starving and honestly hunting had been pretty calming he’d found the longer he stayed in this rather abandoned area of the forest. The question even caused him to stop, the knife placed to the side as gaze transferred from the venison to the wall in front of him. Nathaniel was silent for a moment before turning his head slightly to look over his shoulder in a tossed glance towards Bucky. “I think you know the answer to that.” He mumbled out. It had been before the war, before joining the army back in 1941. That was when he had a life, one he was carefree as he could be given the situation. It was a small blur but he was remembering more and more each day. What he didn’t forget was the feeling that there was a sense of freedom, a time to live for him and do things he enjoyed. Now he had to find those again, of course after all was said and done. “I don’t have time to do anything else.” 

Far Cry 5 Starters | Accepting | @hydrasweapon​​​

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[the-mjolnir-owner]

*hugs Thor and sniffs at him*

@hydrasweapon

"I hope you'll like my cologne, Bucky."

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