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camerica · 9 months
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@sicariav​ asked:
He is teeth and fury, a beast wild and ravenous tearing his way through armor and defense alike.
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     It’s brutal here. He learned that from day one. Don’t be a fish out of water, don’t offer your hand when someone stumbles, don’t wipe the blood from the Soldier’s brow and tell him he did a good job. This is expected. Anything less is a failure. Anything more is HYDRA.
     Still, he watches out of the corner of his eye, picks up on queues that tell him exactly where the fatal blow will land, how the spine will snap, which way the legs will buckle. In theory, of course. This is training after all. No one loses their life until hubris or sheer stupidity drive them to it.
     “Sign there, sir.” Sir around here feels a lot like spit in the face. It’s a damn good thing he doesn’t know these men. Won’t ever get to. And just to spite the asshole, he turns fully to watch the beast they created do the damn good work he was meant for. Funny how a single man can look so god awfully different in the span of a few years. Tugs right where the strings are.
     Never really noticed how vibrant the blue of Bucky’s eyes could be under a splash of crimson, either. The corners of his lips twitch downwards, brows knitting the longer he watches.
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rejectory · 3 years
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@sicariav​:  Headphones in, music full blast belting out a Phil Collins classic, his favorite little drum session is coming up and Steve just happens to be there while his hands are winding up. Each cheek gets a hefty dose of drumming and he's moving on casually as if nothing ever happened to go make himself some eggs and toast.
Pretty sure the entirety of the Avengers HR sat Bucky down for a sweaty session on accountability before he first even boarded the PR pitch. Seems like it didn’t stick.
So, about that.
It’s not that he couldn’t hear Phil crooning all the vacuous way from the elevator. He could. Instead, Steve chose to give them both the benefit of the doubt, which has for all his trouble hit him back with a counterful of jolted-over cereal. Now his sweats need a good shake-out, too.  
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Uh-huh.
For all of fifty-two seconds, he goes about his day. Good to see Bucky getting acclimated, knowing where the spatula is. Steve waits until the drums come in again, with Bucky’s first egg this close to being cracked and his six open to equity.
Why, good morning to you, too, asshole.
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virna333 · 3 years
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wcrldliar · 2 years
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what the fuck is the winter soldier doing here ?
is he even called the winter soldier anymore ?    maria doesn’t know.   she doesn’t think so.   after all,   the files on him had been out,   for as much as maria had tried to get back all the sensitive information twenty-four hours after romanoff had released everything.   then,  there’d been the wakandan authorities stepping in to vouch for his recovery after the chaos of everyone returning again.  an official pardon being put into a neat little envelope while some old,  tired man announced the release of sergeant james buchanan barnes with the honours he’d deserved from the time he did serve the country.
maria had cocked her head to the side the whole time throughout the hearing;   not out of arrogance,   not necessarily.   but maybe out of that small breath of relief that she’d —   maybe she’d finally done something right.   though she doesn’t like thinking about that.   if she does,   then she would’ve had to acknowledge what rogers has done,   and what happened to romanoff.   (   it hurts saying her name now.   both of them.   so maria doesn’t.   )   and then she’d walk away from the hearing,   satisfied,   on to the next thing she’d needed to clean up.
that was the last time she’d seen barnes.
so why the hell had she just spotted him now,   out here in  cologne,  germany ?    she wouldn’t think barnes was any interested in politics.  not that maria is,  either;   but she had had to explain some stuff about the airport the avengers half-destroyed years ago   (   apparently some rich people are still pissed off.   shocker.    )   and,   well.   a quick run up check with dimitri,  an associate,  told her that no,  there would be no reason for winter  — fucking —  soldier to follow her.   so,   what the fuck ?
‘    it’s fine.   ’     maria says into the intercomm in between;   pretends her eyes aren’t on the shadows where she knows  (  former  )  assassins tend to lie in.    (   she doesn’t think about natasha.   couldn’t.   )  ‘    i’ll keep an eye out on him.    ’
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so,   maria clinks champagne glasses through the night,   and fields off arrogant politicians’ questions about any possible thoughts for compensation.    so,   they drawl,   hands over their stomach as they stare her down.   classic intimidation tactic.   cute that they think it’d work on her.   you are saying the avengers will take no responsibility over this ?   no.  because she knows that the global council had already pardoned the group even for that. 
it hurts  -   pretending to smile so much.   she almost half wishes she could join barnes on whatever-the-hell mission that’d sent him here,   before she catches herself.   what a stupid thought.   she just misses —  rogers.   she just misses natasha.   and barnes would probably be out of sight in a couple of hours,   right ?    ...   right ?
    @sicariav​   :   starter call
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iwasbeingafather · 2 years
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Andy looks like he needs a good backrub. So while he's bent over his laptop, Bucky's sliding in for a kiss to the neck and a thumb traveling down his spine. @sicariav
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He is in fact bent over his laptop and he probably looks like he’s concentrating incredibly hard on what’s on the laptop. Truth of the matter is, he hasn’t been able to concentrate all day, and it’s probably because Jacob came home with materials about colleges. 
Something that has crept up on him. He should’ve expected it. But he hadn’t and now he’s sort of scrambling to figure out where he’s going to get his kid to go to college. Does he encourage him to stay at home and go local? Does he tell him to go somewhere far away so that he can have some anonymity. It’s kind of a mess and his head won’t quiet for even a second.
Because sometimes there’s things you can’t do. There’s no one to rough up in this situation, no one to intimidate, no evidence to uncover. Nothing to be done really aside from what? Research and pondering?
And yet all the thoughts in his head suddenly just left, things went quiet, as soon as he felt Bucky there. Funny how that had happened. He’s not even going to pretend that the laptop matters at this point. So he closes it and set it on the table in front of the couch. “You know, I was stuck and now all I can think about is you. Magician in another life, maybe?”
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thanksbarton-moved · 2 years
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@sicariav​
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“I do not want to go to some party. I don’t think you do either. So, I’m just not going to go.”​ He had that option now, right? Just blow people off because he was retired. “I mean who is going to miss me there, really?”
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notafossil · 2 years
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    ❝ you SURE this is a good idea, pal? ❞
@sicariav​  ♥’d
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shieldedsouls · 2 years
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What Is Your Character’s Love Language?
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dearlybelovad · 2 years
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    ❝ at least you don’t look homeless anymore. ❞ she comments over her shoulder, busy packing a bag.  ❝ what’re you doing here? ❞
@sicariav​  ♥’d
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camerica · 3 months
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shieldborna · 3 years
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“you named him after me?“          “you are my best friend, buck. and a good man. it fits him.” 
just two super soldiers taking care of steve and natash.a’s son, james.   inspired by my and @sicariav thread.
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sisterwidowed · 2 years
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@sicariav​ || assassin shenanigans
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❝         You look like RACCOON.❞ It’s the only WARNING he gets, before Yelena is tossing a rag straight at his head. Today had been a long one, but that didn’t mean he had to stay all dressed up. Not while they were HOLED up in their small little SHACK of a motel for the rest of the night. It might not have been FIVE STAR, Hell, she wagered it didn’t even rank a ONE STAR, but it was better than nothing. The best part? Besides the glitchy game show network that went in and out if you even dared LOOK at the TV wrong? They were alone. SHE WAS ALONE. For the first time in years, Dreykov wasn’t breathing down her neck and for the first time in even LONGER it felt as though he wasn’t in her HEAD. Perhaps another widow caught his attention, or perhaps he TRUSTED the Winter Solider to keep her in line, but whatever the reason, she was grateful for it. Helped her BREATH easier. The petite blonde plopped herself down upon the bed, the motion accompanied with a loud SQUEAK of the coils, but it was ignored in order to give the man a command in the form of an insult.. ❝Would it KILL you to clean up a bit?❞
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rejectory · 3 years
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@sicariav​:  “ you were doing just fine without me, until i came along and got you into all sorts of trouble. ”
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❛You don’t know how I was doing.❜
Looking at Bucky’s always hardest when he’s being honest. Steve thinks he’s been looking a minute too long, a touch too heavy.
He’s sitting on the pins and needles of the obvious, bowlegged to distract from the growing what to do with his hands. Bucky checked all of the points of exit before he even set foot over the threshold, so instinctually it almost stuck to the peripheral.
He might bolt. Steve’s dizzy out of his skin at just the sight of him here.
❛Where’ve you been?❜
He couldn’t sleep. Still can’t. Won’t for damn sure after whatever the hell this is.
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brnzm-a · 3 years
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@sicariav​ said: “Wrong Number!” For a completely out of context text from my muse!
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corvusrequiem · 3 years
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late nights. 
“I wish we didn’t have to sleep.” (For whoever you're feeling most rn!) ( @sicariav​ )
                 STEVE DOESN’T HAVE TO SLEEP MUCH thanks to the serum. even when he does sleep it’s not comfortable, but he still wakes up feeling well rested. it’s been a long time since he’s known what physical exhaustion felt like though he felt the mental exhaustion well enough. it had to be worse for bucky. all those long, tortuous, years that he was under hydra’s control still had to haunt him. steve’s own ghosts couldn’t compare to that.
                 he takes a seat beside bucky on the couch, one of the only pieces of furniture in steve’s small apartment in brooklyn. the place was practically empty since he hardly ever spent any time here anymore. only when his best friend called for him, needing space or a familiar face. bucky had been there for steve when he had nothing, and steve had a second chance to return the favor as much as possible.
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                 ❛ might not seem like it but getting some sleep will do you good, ❜  steve can only imagine what bucky sees behind his closed eyes, ❛ you’re safe here pal.  ❜
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iwasbeingafather · 2 years
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@sicariav + incorrect bucky/andy quotes.
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