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lienwyn · 3 months
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And here are the other two illustrations I did for the @reforgedzine! I've been wanting to do matching art nouveau illustrations for these two for a long, long time and I'm very happy I finally got a reason to do it! I really like how these turned out! :D
Also, the leftover sale for the zine has now started! So go to the website if you're interested in buying one of the zines! And you can find the AO3 collection for all the amazing fics here :D
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gay-jewish-bucky · 11 months
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Society if Cap 3 was Steve, Bucky, and Sam on a road trip, with flashbacks to Steve and Bucky's lives pre-war, and we actually got to meet Steve's mom
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johnwalkerhater · 8 months
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bellathepoet · 9 months
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all a man needs is a little smirk and some blood on his face and im his
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becca-e-barnes · 10 months
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Hiii I have nothing to do at work so of course I have to day dream about different dark!Bucky scenarios (I do not condone cheating but this is really hot to me aaaa)😩 like imagine your husband and Bucky have always had an ongoing rivalry, They worked together, went to college together, hated every ounce of each other. One night you’re at the bar with your friends when Bucky comes over to you and buys you drink after drink after drink, taking you back to his house. He’s throwing you on his bed and ripping your clothes off, kissing you hungrily. “Get ready baby, this is gonna be much tougher than you’re used to.” “Please.” “Yeah? Is he not satisfying you baby? This pretty pussy deserves to be treated right, luckily I’m here now.” He’s so rough with you, fucking you harshly, the dirty talking is driving you crazy. He’s so cocky and cruel, bending you in several different positions and pounding into you for hours. If only you had seen the camera… (part 2??? Bucky making your husband watch the video 😭) -💒
This, a thousand times over 😵‍💫 and I can just imagine throwing all the stuff at him that you wouldn't dream of doing with your husband. Maybe your husband really doesn't let you explore your fantasies and if you've got one chance to do that, you're determined to take it.
Especially if Bucky is quite a bit rougher than you're used to while still being so respectful. He got the impression that you're not being fucked how you want to be and he wants to give you everything you dream of when you touch yourself. He's not necessarily rough with you because he wants to be. He's rough because that's what you want.
If he's feeling extra filthy too, he'd fuck you in the bed you share with your husband. You're on your hands and knees on the bed, presenting your glistening pussy to him, enjoying the sensation of him smearing your arousal over the tip of his cock.
"Fuck, do you know how bad I want this?" He hums quietly, trailing his leaking tip over your slick folds. "Do you know how badly I want to press inside you? You've made such a mess. Bet you feel like fuckin' Heaven and he doesn't even appreciate it."
With his free hand, Bucky grabs a handful of your ass, squeezing just enough that you feel it hurt.
"Don't want to rush this though." His tip lines up with your entrance, teasing the little fluttering hole and God, you're desperate. "I want to take my time. Want to make sure every time your head hits this pillow, you remember how it feels to have every. Last. Inch of me slip inside you."
You can't have him wait any longer though so you press your hips back onto him, feeling just the tip slide into you. "Good girl, that's it. Fuck yourself on me. You need this, don't you? You need to be fucked right for a change."
He's not wrong. You couldn't stop now, even if you wanted to so you keep going, taking all of him. The weight of him inside you is delightful.
"Oh God, you're perfect. You feel like you were made for me." He doesn't dare move. Instead, he takes a second to just enjoy the wet heat of your body and the snug fit of you around his cock.
"You are. A fucking. Dream." He tests the water with a few shallow thrusts, rutting his tip against the sweet spot inside you. You're so wet, you're convinced you must be dripping onto the sheets and your eyes roll back in your head at the very thought.
This is how sex is supposed to feel. You didn't think you could crave anyone the way you do now. "Buck, please." You whimper, rolling your hips back against him, pressing him as deep inside you as possible. "Don't be gentle."
You hear him groan and feel his fingertips trail down your spine, making you arch your back into the bed. "Is that what you need, sweetheart? Can tell just by looking at you that you need it hard and fast and rough tonight. I'll be gentle with you tomorrow morning, I promise. Gotta work some of that tension out of you first. Bet you haven't cum in months."
You don't like that he can tell so easily but you're not surprised either. The first sharp thrust knocks the air from your lungs but all you hear is a pathetic sob, followed by the crack of a hard spank to your ass and the blossoming, stinging pain he's inflicted.
You're not surprised that it only makes you wetter.
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ramen-flavored · 1 year
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I’ve said this once and I’ll say it over and over until I die.
Steve’s ending was completely out of character and complete shit.
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bubblessunshinehoney · 11 months
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Not me droolliiinnnnnggggg 🫠🤤
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micamicster · 2 months
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Trouble Man
this is. okay. this is. marvel fic. (throw your tomatoes now okay get it over with i understand i'll wait) but since we are in 2013 mentally. I thought i might as well? Bucky scene to follow!
[This is "canon compliant" if you imagine that the author has not seen any marvel movies post black panther (the first) and has seen maybe four episodes (not consecutive) of the sam bucky tv show. because she hasn't. enjoy!]
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Sam lowers himself stiffly onto the steps of the porch, then keeps going, tipping his head back until it hits the top step. The stretch brings a good ache with it, a familiar one, that briefly overshadows the crueler hurts still lingering under the suit. He sighs.
He can feel Bucky more than see him, standing just outside of the ring of light cast by the porch lamp. He’s doing that thing that other people call looming, but Sam has come to see as more of an anxious hovering. Something Bucky does when he’s got something to say and isn’t sure how to say it, or thinks he should be doing something but he’s not quite sure what it is. It shows up a lot when Sam is fucked over and dead on his feet, so he associates it with the worst of Bucky’s mother-hen impulses. What a life he leads.
“Steve—“ starts Bucky, and thankfully stops there. Even the name hurts to hear. He doesn’t want to talk about Steve right now.
For a minute there’s just the darkness, the faint breeze stirring the wind chimes and the leaves, the distant rumble of a semi on the main road… all familiar and comforting and in their places. And then there’s Bucky.
“I make it harder,” says Bucky. “For you.”
Sam swallows. He’s grateful for the arm he threw over his face, for the way it obscures his facial expression. Bucky’s always looking. He looks too hard, like he’s trying to crack Sam open and see all the pieces. Figure him out.
“It was always going to be harder for me. It’s not because of you, man. This was always going to be…” he’s so tired. “Hard.”
“But I don’t make it easier.”
“Yeah, you’re a real pill, I won’t lie to you.”
Bucky snorts faintly, but he doesn’t loosen up and sit down next to Sam, toss the insult back, cut the hovering. There are faint clicks and shuffling as his arm recalibrates, the closest thing he has to a nervous tic. What has Sam’s life become, that the faint whirr of an assassin shifting his metal arm is familiar enough that he can pick it out of the sounds of home with his eyes closed?
He lets himself consider, for a moment, what it would be like if Steve was here. By his side again but with their places swapped, Captain America’s right hand man. Steve, with his wry sense of humor and his aw-shucks grin and his noble, idealistic heart. His roman nose that Bucky had broken with a fastball in 1937. His blond hair and his blue eyes and his experimental ubermensch shoulders and…
He tries to shrug, but it’s more of a wince. Everything is one big fucking bruise. “If it wasn’t you, it’d be something else. There’s always something else.”
Bucky is silent.
As the silence draws out Sam feels a flicker of fear. By the next breath it’s panic—that Bucky’s slipped away already, vanished into the dark like the ghost he is. That he walks away from all of this and leaves Sam twisting in the wind.
He sits up too fast, muscles screaming in protest, and Bucky’s right there where he always is. Looking at him.
“Don’t,” Sam starts. Don’t what? Don’t leave him alone?
He has dreams, sometimes, where he’s still chasing Bucky. Where he never stopped. Searching for him through cities and train stations and his own old high school gymnasium with the strange driving logic of dreams, knowing only that he’s lost something. Dreams where he’s running through a crowd, grabbing people to look in their faces—it’s never the right face.
He doesn’t want to do this shit alone. He’s a social motherfucker, he’s not cut out for the lone hero shtick.
He tries saying that, and Bucky only frowns harder. At least it’s his “I don’t understand the way you speak,” frown, which is a personal favorite.
 “You have people. You have… options.” Options who aren’t infamous soviet assassins with weekly thinkpieces published on the topic of his guilt or innocence or sanity, Sam assumes he means.
“Options? Name three.” So maybe he’s being stubborn about stupid crap, but he’s fucking tired, okay? It’s been a long day, full of gooey aliens and collapsing buildings and combative press conferences, and now he has to deal with… whatever this has turned into.
“Torres. Natalia. Sh—“
“I thought you were my partner. I thought you were my… guy.” He glares at what he can see of Bucky. His frowning face is still half-hidden in shadow, because he’s an idiot who operates on vampire rules. An invitation, then, Sam can do that. “That means you’re here until I tell you to get lost, okay? Let’s make it real fucking easy. When I say you’re here, you’re here.”
“I’m here,” Bucky parrots. There’s something soft in his eyes as he moves to give Sam a hand up. Maybe it’s just the flickering yellow porch light, maybe not.
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innerslumber · 1 year
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I went to the Marvel: Universe of Super Heroes exhibit and wanted to share for anyone who has not seen it. I am under the impression that the installation changes from location to location so I wanted to show this snapshot in time. I fully admit to being biased in what I will post so if you want to see a particular character, please let me know! Apologies ahead of time for my crappy photo taking skills.
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Sam Wilson (Falcon/Captain America)
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One of the reasons why I love The Winter Soldier movie so much is because it introduced Sam Wilson to me. Unfortunately there wasn't that many items for Sam at the exhibit. I need more! 😭😭😭
The image above is the first cover appearance of the Falcon in 1969 where he helps Steve who has been body swapped by the Red Skull. (Yup, you read that correctly).
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All right, I did some googling and the comic Redwing story is just WILD. Sam has a telepathic link to Redwing and can see through his eyes. But then Redwing got bit by a vampire so now he's a vampiric bird with regeneration. And Torres got kidnapped and Redwing's DNA was used to turn him into a Human/Falcon hybrid and now both Torres and Sam has the mental link to Redwing. Then Torres becomes the new Falcon. Wow. Just Wow.
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The Falcon costume is from The Falcon and the Winter Soldier and I know the Bucky outfit is not but they look so cool together! And the shield between them!! I squealed so hard when I saw this!
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Yes! Captain America in all his glory! Looking good Sam!
I kept on the lookout for any other items in the exhibit that had Sam...and the only one that I found was this! 👇👇👇
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Squirrel Girl seems quite formidable to take on Captain America, Hawkeye, Spider-Man, and Black Widow! Loving the wings on Sam's Captain America suit!
And that's it! Hopefully the Marvel exhibit will add more Sam in the future!
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martianbugsbunny · 6 months
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Sam accidentally confessing to Bucky bc whenever they're in the same room he unconsciously taps out the Morse code for "I love you"
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ghostsandmirrors · 3 months
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( starter for @star-spangled-rogers with Bucky )
He shouldn't have been turning up this much.
The museum had become somewhat of a haunt, and wasn't that an appropriate description? He felt like a ghost, standing in front of that old image of James Buchanan Barnes, staring up at it like everyone else did.
That face was so familiar, and so unrecognisable, so impossible to connect to. It was him, supposedly, but it didn't feel like him. It felt like a stranger--and the story making him seem heroic wasn't helping--so he stared at it in silence, gaze unfocused, and hands buried in his jacket pockets. He had gloves on, but he still didn't need to make it obvious that he was hiding something. Hands in pockets was far more neutral.
He didn't know how long he was stood there for, though he knew it was far too long when he blinked himself back into reality and realised that none of the faces in his view were ones he'd seen when he came in. This couldn't be helpful, spending so much time looking at flashes of the past. Snapshots of moments that'd probably felt like they'd last forever.
Turning with a tired sigh, he caught site of… someone. Someone he wasn't sure if he was trying to avoid or not. A blond that he'd pulled out of the river. A small part of him said 'no', that he wasn't trying to hide from this man. An equally small part of him said 'yes', told him to run, to disappear. That part won; he turned away with the intent of blending in with the nearest crowd, hoping that figure hadn't seen him.
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maneandrei · 1 month
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😭😭
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(another) Thing that annoys me about the Cap movies: 
We never got to see the scene where Steve & Co found out about the torture and mind-control used on Bucky. 
Because that should’ve been super important!
It would have vindicated Steve’s faith in him, proved Bucky’s victimhood and innocence, and turned Nat and Sam 100% around on whether or not Bucky was worth helping (whether or not it was worth them apparently wasting years of their lives helping Steve to find him). 
They’re supposed to have been: 
A) hunting down the remains of Hydra for years, 
B) familiarising themselves with all the Hydra info Nat dumped at the end of of CATWS, and 
C) hunting for Bucky-related information specifically amongst all that. 
Meaning they absolutely cannot have avoided finding, for example, all the places Bucky was tortured in, the specialised enhanced torture equipment (impossible to mistake for that used on a non-supersoldier), cells he was held in, all the specialised physical restraints, tailored for an enhanced person with a cyborg arm, documentation of his torture, witness testimony from surviving Hydra mooks at the Triskelion, etc., and seeing it firsthand. 
And for some of that time, they know Hydra had access to a magic mind-control stick, courtesy of Loki, and an enhanced person who can control minds (Wanda). 
So even if Steve didn’t find evidence of Bucky’s mind-control early on in his search, he and Natasha definitely do know that mind-control is possible (especially Natasha, given her roots in the Red Room and the fact that her bff was mind-controlled.)
Even if you ignored Nat and Sam’s personal backstories, which preclude both of them from being dismissive of a victim (a veteran who suffered a fall, a mind-controlled Russian ‘assassin’), it doesn’t make sense for Nat and Sam to still be trying to suggest Steve step back from helping Bucky, the way they do in CW. 
They cannot still be ignorant of what was done to Bucky, when they have been specifically investigating what was done to Bucky, and all that information has to have been impossible for them to avoid! 
Instead of which, the movie just skips right over the reveal to Steve and Sam of the mind control (going straight from ‘scene of mind-control’ to ‘scene of Steve being skeptical (which he shouldn’t and wouldn’t be)’ to ‘scene of talking about trigger words already’). Casually implying that either Steve and Sam already knew about it, or that Bucky has just explained it to them... 
But only off-camera. 
And yet, Sam is still salty and scornful of Bucky’s innocence (even when they have just seen mind-control happening, Bucky is suffering amnesia of WS acts in front of him, apparently just told him about mind-control, and then proves that he has his pre-war memories). 
So they imply the content of skipped scenes but then have characters act in ways that are... irrational, given the skipped content?? 
Makes no damn sense! 
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samcky · 2 years
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pandagirl45 · 1 year
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Bucky: what is it called something is so cute you want to murder it?
Sam: *deeply concern* I think cuteness aggression
Bucky: *looking at Tony who is in a baggy sweater half asleep and in baggy sweats sipping at the air* I want to strangle him so bad
Sam:....*further concern*
Tony: *sees them sleepily waves at them both*
Bucky: *hands out with the urge to strangle the man* so. Cute.
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astxrwar · 3 months
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hm. thought too hard about 50+ y.o. gray-haired senator bucky. have to lie down
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