#loyaltyworn

[rxmlxw]

@loyaltyworn „ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. “

IN ALL HONESTY BROCK WASN‘T AFRAID THAT THE OTHER WOULD BREAK UNDERNEATH HIS touch , but he felt like he wasn‘t allowed to touch him. not with the way hydra treated him or how they always tortured him. he wanted the consent , he wanted to make sure he was the one where he felt the most safe. he was his handler after all and he just nodded slowly as he moved to settle down in front of him. of course brock had given up his own bed in order to make him sleep on there. something he always did when they were on missions and needing a few days. others would just kick him on the ground , not caring , but brock ? brock couldn‘t help , but make sure he had the most comfort whenever he could remember a little. his hand reached forward to grab his flesh one and he knitted his eyebrows together when he spotted a few cuts there. „ gotta check them out, alright. they aren‘t looking too bad , but i don‘t need you to get any infection. “ , he murmured as he turned his hand in his own , carefully brushing his fingers over the palm as a small smile settled on his lips. „ not as bad. you should rest. we‘re having a rough day tomorrow. you need anything else ? “ , he asked curious , as he pushed himself back on his feet.

#loyaltyworn #v: i’ve got choices to make. ( strike commander ) #„ order only comes through pain. ” − answered. #„ there you are you son of a bitch! i’ve been waiting for this. ” − queue.

[hellceo]

What kind of treats do I get for Sam? What kind for Dean? I am just curious. And also. Sorry abt marking you for a warning label. But honestly. You do need one. So it’s kinda valid.

….or something. :D

sam

dean

#;; & let's go take a howl at that moon. ( ooc ) #crack tag tba #loyaltyworn #( i absolutely need a warning label tho you're right )

[withoutawar]

@loyaltyworn​ the starter from hell

      He’s the first of his time to attempt travel between universes. He’s the reason they know such a thing exists, so it seems fitting. 

      His time --- this time --- starts after the infinity stones have been returned to their original places, as he had promised Bruce. It starts in 1945, the last link the tesseract remembers between itself and him, and it dumps him there, stranded, alive enough to be found in the sinking hull of the Valkyrie. This time starts, where his last one ended. 

      Tony Stark invents universe travel 75 years later. The mission had started with Howard, but he hadn’t lived long enough too see his son achieve it. Steve’s insistence that he achieve it . . . his desperation that he did . . . had died down over the years. His need to return home . . . and at the heart of it, his definition of home . . . had changed with time. 

      Steve is an old man. They’re not sure what caused the degradation of the serum --- whether it was the multiple time jumps through the quantum realm returning the stones or the tesseract throwing him out of his own reality into another. Steve figures he doesn’t need to live forever . . . just long enough to reach a certain point in time, in another universe. 

      By the time his conversation with Sam ends, the script taken out of an old tattered notebook he carries, filled with things like this that he needed to remember, things in this universe he needed to keep track of . . . Bucky is gone. Bruce points him in the right direction, deeper into the woods, and after a few minutes of stumbling, holding onto trees for support and trying not to trip over fallen twigs, Steve finds him by the river. 

      ‘ Hey, Buck. ’

#loyaltyworn #verse * endgame compliant au.

[entrepy]

[  DENIAL  ]  for  your  muse  to  angrily  deny  something  my  muse  is  calling  them  out  on   (sam!) by @loyaltyworn .

Denial was a dangerous place to reside but it had a high population. There, Bucky isn’t alone. Hell, even Sam visits more often than he’d care to admit but at least he knows he’s walking through those gates. He’s not sure Bucky has the same awareness. Maybe he does, and was more stubborn about moving out. And Sam isn’t about to bodily drag anyone out if they weren’t ready. He’d spent the better part of two years attempting to hold up mirrors to people who refused to be seen — and he’d already given that gig up. Bucky wasn’t a veteran at one of his counselling sessions. Bucky was a friend. And sometimes — you just have to let a friend wallow. 

Yeah, he shouldn’t have opened his mouth up about this. Overstepping is always a fear he’s had with Bucky — because he thinks he knows Bucky a little better than Bucky thinks Sam knows him. Being confronted with that information is enough to set anybody on edge which is why, for the most part, Sam plays it cool. Let’s Bucky do his thing, and watches out from afar, only stepping in when he thinks a bad habit is going to blow up really bad in his face. They’ve all got their coping mechanisms. And no one likes being told what to do. ‘ Hey, take it easy. ’ Sam’s got his hands in front of him, a placating gesture in the face of Bucky’s outburst. ‘ I wasn’t coming at you — just asking a question. ’

#loyaltyworn #ic ft. sam. #interactions ft. sam & loyaltyworn. #left it a bit loosey goosey what bucky is denying #feel free to fill in the deets if you want to continue #answered #new editor #queue

[rgerzaa]

“   i   missed   you   ever   since   our   ways   parted   .   ever   since   i   watched   you   fall   .   i   missed   you   before   that   even   .   WHEN   YOU   HEADED   TO   WAR   and   i   had   to   sit   back   and   watch   you   go   .   every   single   night   that   i   saw   you   walking   away   with   someone   else   .   every   single   time   i   put   myself   to   sleep   when   all   i   wished   for   was   ...   not   to   be   alone   and   ...   “   deep   breath   ,   his   voice   so   shaky   when   it   really   doesn’t   need   to   be   .   ᶤᵗ   ᶰᵉᵛᵉʳ   ʰᵃˢ   ᵗᵒ   ᵇᵉ   .   not   with   him   .   not   when   his   eyes   feel   like   home   and   the   thought   of   being   held   by   him   gives   him   peace   .   ALL   OF   THOSE   THOUGHTS   UNSPOKEN   ,   silent   desires   making   this   conversation   so   nerve   wrecking   .   it’d   be   easier   if   all   was   out   in   the   open   .   easier   if   he   could   speak   freely   about   what   he   felt   .   as   much   as   steve   tried   ,   he   struggled   .   too   used   to   ignoring   his   feelings   FOR   THE   SAKE   OF   OthERS   .   even   for   his   sake   .   ˢᵉᶰᵗᵉᶰᶜᵉ   ᶰᵉᵛᵉʳ   ᶠᶤᶰᶤˢʰᵉᵈ   .   can’t   say   what   he   thinks   without   his   mouth   going   dry   ,   weight   shifted   from   one   leg   to   the   other   ,   palms   clenching   to   fists   nervously   before   being   released   again   .   ocean   eyes   meet   chocolate   ones   and   all   he   hopes   is   that   bucky   understands   .   steve   relies   on   that   .

@loyaltyworn​   sent:   “   some   day   you’ll   miss   me   .   “

#loyaltyworn #m: bucky barnes #I MISSED YOU SO MUCH BBY <3 #✩ . * 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑; answered.

[battletrio]

plotted starter for @loyaltyworn​

When the senator at the hearing had handed down the sentence of imprisonment at military prison, John had been too stunned to move. He couldn’t believe it. He had given them everything and they were about to take away more. He should have fought, he should have tried to escape, he certainly had the power to do so but the only thing on his mind at that point was Olivia. He turned to look at her shocked and grief-stricken face and tried to reach out to her but the military guards had congregated around him to take him away. He thought about fighting, but there were so many people here, Olivia was here. He couldn’t risk her getting hurt because of him. He let himself be pulled away by the guards, calling out to Olivia to tell her that it was okay. It had to be okay. He would see her again.

But he had no idea what would come next. They’d bundled him into a van and before he could even re-orient himself, they’d injected him with something and he blacked out. When he came to, he was strapped to a gurney in some sterile looking place. He couldn’t really understand, he was so tired and drowsy. He tried to pull himself free but he had little strength. Someone in a lab coat, he thinks, stood over him, said some words that John couldn’t really catch and then he felt himself burning like he was on fire and screamed before blacking out again. This process repeats so many times that John had no concept of time and its passage anymore. He was tired, he was in pain, he wanted to go home to Olivia.

Olivia wanted him to come home too. She had tried to see her husband at first, demanding visitation but she was denied with a litany of reasons that she was not buying. They were railroading her, preventing her from seeing her husband. Days became weeks, weeks became months. Olivia knew something was wrong and she was no idiot to think it didn’t have anything to do with the super soldier serum that her husband had taken. Yes she knew. John would never lie to her, he told her everything. And Olivia was sure the government has some designs on John because of the serum. She’s not oblivious to the things her country’s leaders were capable of on the path of seeking power.

Going to Bucky Barnes seems like an odd choice given the animosity between him and her husband, but Olivia had to believe that the man would at least care enough, just on basic kindness alone, to give her help. And he was her only hope. Every other person she had gone to, every favor she had called in, had told her they couldn’t do anything, that it was out of their hands, above their paygrade. She was desperate, it’s been 5 months now and no one can or want to give her any answers. She’s scared for John and this is the only option she has. She can tell the man is surprised by her presence, her showing up at his place unannounced, but Olivia forges forward.

“Sergeant Barnes, I’m Olivia Walker, I need your help. Please just hear me out.” She says quickly, fearing that he might close the door on her.

#loyaltyworn #v: don't go where i can't follow (mcu divergent)

[shieldretired]

@loyaltyworn​ ;; tag prompts (still accepting) ﹟  amnesia﹕ Bucky is suffering from amnesia & doesn’t recognize Steve.

                     IT'S A GOOD DAY; Steve just spent one hour in his favorite art shop and bought a ton of stuff, including a new paint tube of an absolutely gorgeous green he wants to try out as soon as possible, and now he waits for Bucky to finish his session with Raynor, so they can go and have lunch at Bucky's favorite Japanese restaurant. And after that, he guesses Cookie will be more than happy about a long walk to the dog park. Happily humming under his breath, tote bag with art supplies between his feet, Steve stands in front of the building the therapist has her office in and watches the people stroll by until he hears the door. "Oh, hey," he says when he sees his friend. Bucky looks — spooked and really pale. His eyes are darting around nervously. "Are you okay? Was it a bad session?" Bucky doesn't answer; instead, he looks spooked by Steve now and quickly turns around to walk down the street. Steve BLINKS, then grabs his back and hurries after his friend. "Hey man, wait for me. Izzy's is the other way…? Buck, hey, Buck, just say at least something!"

#loyaltyworn #★ ( v: post endgame ) #(Steve doesn't know what's happening 😭)

[shieldrevive]

bucky @esoterium said, " you shouldn't have to fight this alone. "

the fight with thanos had come very, very close to breaking something inside him. if not the titan himself than those five years when the world was different and people were missing. those years when everything felt hopeless and he thought he'd let down every single person he'd ever cared about.

lifting a hand to cup bucky's cheek, however briefly, provides an anchor against the onslaught of emotions he has a difficult time shoving into a deep, dark corner of his thoughts. giving up the shield was a way to try and shed off all that guilt because steve was having a hard time bearing all that weight on his own. plus, it was time for a new captain america. being the nomad had been freeing while also representing an evolution in his own personal journey.

in the beginning, the former captain tried to get into the swing of new things ( the un-snap, if you will ) by spending time in central park. there, he'd sit beneath the trees and the sun to sketch what life looked like now. some of those sketches turned darker. without realizing it, his fears would manifest onto the page.

" you can't help me with what's inside my own head, buck, " steve says without meaning to. he hated letting anyone know there was anything bothering him, least of all bucky. the other man could read him entirely too well. with everything that's happened to them over the years, steve had come to dislike that fact purely because bucky had enough on his own plate without continuing to deal with steve.

" besides, " he finds the energy for a smile. hopefully, it even looked a little more genuine than it normally did. " everything's fine. the world's been pretty calm. don't have any politicians pounding down my door. sorta nice, actually. "

steve pulls back his hand and lets it fall back to the book on the table.

" speaking of. how's sam holding up? "

#★ ✧･ﾟ : down til the dark — answered #esoterium #loyaltyworn #★ ✧･ﾟ : illusion of the tesseract — v . avenger

[chernayavidua]

incoming signal from @loyaltyworn : 30. train tracks that go through the middle of the woods.

                 IT WAS THE SECOND ASSIGNMENT WITH HIM since the aftermath of the registration act had settled, since the possibility of being wanted by over a dozen agencies had loomed over her head and the heads of those she considers friends. it has been over a year and yet it feels like a lot less time had passed. her mind it still a mess and it still irritates her knowing that she might never get her mind back to how it used to be ---to what she considered normal--- but on good days she is half at peace with her new normal. the only one who knows anything about the memories that had resurfaced since dc was ivan. (she’d been too busy dealing with her own assignments and augmented mind to actually sit down and talk to him in detail.) she hadn’t even told steve let alone clint. it wasn’t because she didn’t trust them, she did, it was because she couldn’t fully trust her mind. and until she knew for certain what had happened all those years ago and why being around barnes felt familiar, she would be keeping it to herself.

                 THE BITING COLD WIND WAS KEPT AT BAY by her snow suit and jacket as they followed the train tracks from within the tree line. even with the snow gear they wore they’d decided on sticking to the cover that the forest provided until they’d reached the curve in the tracks which would be their mounting on point. it was the only point on the train’s long stretch that it slowed down enough for someone like them to jump on it at which point, ---depending on where on the line they landed,--- they would head for the sixth car from the front. their objective was to retrieve a brief case that contained sensitive and highly classified information. an objective they knew didn’t require two of the world’s most highly skilled individuals. (after the briefing, natasha had tried to talk hill into letting him take the assignment himself but the woman hadn’t budged. “ i know he works well with steve, sam and sharon. you’re next on the list. ”)

                 compact snow crunched under their boots as they trudged along. a distant, drawn-out train whistle filled the air. a signal that it was, so far, on time and hopefully they were too. “how much further do we have to go ?” the sun was a handful of hours from setting and the last thing she wanted was to be headed to their exfil point on foot in the dark.

#loyaltyworn #hi hello have this from the depths of my inbox <3 #set in an au where after cw / bp things are figured out #no one is left out hanging + he is like a part time avenger #if it doesnt work for you i can change it or we can plot something out! #два › truth is a matter of circumstance. ❪ ic reply ❫ #q.

[rxmlxw]

@loyaltyworn „ that could have been worse. “

„ THAT COULD HAVE BEEN WORSE ? “ , BROCK ASKED , AS HE SLOWLY SAT UP and groaned in pain. „ the fucking building almost exploded on us , how could it have been any worse ? “ , he asked , eyebrows creasing together as he looked at the other in disbelief , before a small chuckle left his lips and he shook his head. „ you‘re unbelievable at times. you miss the rush of fighting so much ? “ , he asked , as he pushed himself back on his feet , but moved forward to get a better glimpse at the former winter soldiers features and his body , checking him for any injuries that could have been there. from the fall , from the explosion , just anything that would put him in danger. „ you feeling alright ? “ , he asked , the worry not even deniable in his voice , as he reached forward to grab him by his chin and checking his face for any worse injuries , but was glad when he couldn‘t find any. „ c‘mon. guess we gotta keep moving for now. “ , he sighed , as he was quick to help bucky up , one arm wrapping around his waist as he took a quick look around for the quickest escape from the alley.

#loyaltyworn #„ order only comes through pain. ” − answered. #v: i don’t deserve grace. ( bounty hunter // power broker ) #„ there you are you son of a bitch! i’ve been waiting for this. ” − queue.

[hellceo]

@loyaltyworn i would say i'm the devil on your shoulder but lbr when has that ever not been true

#;; & let's go take a howl at that moon. ( ooc ) #( lays out a bowl of treats #YOU KNOW YOU WANNA ) #loyaltyworn #tbd probably

[hostiae]

( @loyaltyworn asked: ∗ 63﹕ sender  is  found  by  receiver  sleeping  in  receiver’s  bed . (hear me out again. last of us verse. joel has a place he's been staying. buck needs a place to crash. looks good enough. joel's out. magic!)

the wind shows no sign of dying down. if anything, the gusts have gotten stronger, dark clouds creating a bleak, black evening. joel shuts the door to the wind, shrugging off his jacket at the door. he's wet, tired, but at least scavenging hadn't been a complete loss. he tosses his backpack to the floor, giving pause when he realizes something's off. things have moved. dark eyes scan the front room, boots silent as he surveys the area.

he draws his gun, careful, in case whoever it was was still there. his assumption was that they were. and if they'd heard him come in, he can't be sure they won't be waiting armed.

gently, joel presses a hand to the bedroom door, opening it further as he sidesteps inside. a quick search of the room and he spots him. gun raised, the smuggler approaches the bed. he's always been careful to keep any place he's crashing at clear of too many signs that he's been staying there ( at least when he's not inside ). it's likely that the sleeping man didn't know someone else had been staying there ( though joel's not about to give him a warm welcome either ). there's no telling the type of danger he's brought with him. to maintain a short distance, the barrel of his gun pointed towards the bed, joel kicks the side of the bed to jar him awake.

❝ hey, time to wake up. ❞

#loyaltyworn #ic. // #j. miller // ic #j. miller // main verse #a;sjdnas i love this

[redheadarcher]

☀️ ― your posts always bring me joy (you are my marie kondo..you spark joy.)

honestly this was my reaction when i saw this

i want you to know that you’re wonderful and thank you so much for this !! it warmed my heart

@loyaltyworn

#loyaltyworn #❅ wιтнoυт arrowѕ ( ooc ) ❅

[the-mjolnir-owner]

"I have to admit. You weren't the one I would've expected to run into here.." (idk i made this up. hi!)

@loyaltyworn

“Who did you think they’d send to deal with a possible alien invasion? I am SHIELD’s preferred go to non-human life form, apparently,” they could have called Carol or Bruce, but, apparently, Thor was the first to – forcibly - pick the phone. He took some steps back from the destruction that a possible alien threat made in a small town close to a SHIELD’s base, “something big frightened the citizens of these hills,” he concluded, studying the footprints on the snow. “I didn’t expect to run into you, either,” he wiped his alien goo-stained hands on his jeans and reached out to shake the soldier's hand with a genuine smile, “I think we didn’t have the chance to be introduced properly. I’m Thor,” he introduced himself, “and you're the friend that Steve wouldn't stop talking about.”

#loyaltyworn #//I don't know either :P

[trcnsitioncl]

i can tell you're checking me out. (steve. heh!) / @loyaltyworn

IT'S A HOT DAY, and they've been getting work done on this little house Steve bought — and it's slow going, really, because stuff like this happens, but they have all the time in the world. Anyway, Bucky's facing away from him, and he's taking a break, and just —— the muscles in his back are moving just so, and —

" Guilty, " he says, holding out his hands in his own defense. " What? It's a good view. " And then, because he's him and they're both gross and sweaty, he gets that look in his eye and teases, " I mean, you probably smell like a workhorse, so I'm glad I'm over here, but the view's nice. "

#[ muse : not a perfect soldier but a good man :: steve rogers ] #loyaltyworn #( I HAVE MISSED YOUU #AND THEMMM )

[cmnis]

i'm so fucking happy to see your face again. just thought i'd pop in here and give you some six feet apart kisses (blown) and hugs (air ones, ya know!) and say hiii. yay for you being around!

sdflsldkjf I am cryin' over here dixon excuse me I'm so happy to see you too lsdjflskjf real life is chaos and I think you know how that feels ! let me return those blown kisses and air hugs bc pls I just want to hoard you and Bucket and I have missed you so fckin much

#loyaltyworn