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annafacose · 3 days
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The Asset is not allowed to touch people, but sometimes he has permission to touch his Commander.
More on patreon 🖤
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stekllla · 24 days
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i shouldn’t be jealous, you aren’t even mine
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lavenderpanic · 8 months
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The Bank Scene™ in CA:TWS is such an iconic scene that I feel like sometimes we gloss over its significance.
Up to this point, we have only seen Bucky as the Winter Soldier. I think it's kind of dulled after a few watches because we know it's Bucky, but the Winter Soldier is terrifying. He's ruthless and devastatingly efficient. The look on Natasha's face when she sees him is enough to get across just how disturbing it is to be face-to-face with the Winter Soldier; even someone who knows him, someone who has fought him before, is so terrified of him.
For most of the first 1/3-1/2 of the movie, the glimpses we get of the human beneath the armor are incredibly sparse. For much of his screentime before his identity is revealed, we can't even see his eyes. He is stripped of all of his humanity. Silenced by the muzzle, physically restrained by the leather uniform, his metal arm so prominently displayed.
That's why the scene in the basement of the bank is so off-putting. Suddenly, he isn't the brutally efficient weapon, he isn't the skilled assassin. He's half-naked, restrained, and fully at the mercy of people we know for a fact he could easily kill. He lets Pierce smack him across the face without any reaction. We watch him cry and panic and tremble in fear, we watch his humanity, so long repressed, try to peek out.
Again, on our second and third and fifteenth rewatches (and for anyone at all familiar with the comics), we know all along that the Winter Soldier is Bucky. We see the Winter Soldier as a person the whole time, we empathize with him even when he's the ruthless weapon of HYDRA. The gravity of this scene is lost. But when you look at it with fresh eyes, when you fully grasp how disturbing that scene is... ugh.
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fiction-criminal · 11 months
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If a ship doesn't have a bit of brainwashing, psychological manipulation, and mind control, why would I ship it???
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ex0rin · 4 months
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Secretary Bucky & Guard Dog Rumlow | Reverse Winterbones What If… Captain Carter Fought the Hydra Stomper?
+BONUS
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5ummit · 24 days
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HTP Fic Recs: Hidden Gems
Have you, like me, devoured everything in the Hydra Trash Party AO3 tag and are desperate for more? Well you may be in luck.
In honor of CATWS's 10th anniversary I’ve decided, yet again, to make a new rec list so that these gems don't get buried in my overwhelmingly extensive original rec list. This list features HTP and HTP-adjacent fics that are NOT tagged as HTP (either because the author didn't know the label existed or didn't believe it applied to their fic), making them particularly hard to find, and I think, deserving of more attention.
Many of these fics don’t have much, if any, explicit noncon, but noncon is often implied or referenced and they’re all rife with other types of dehumanization and abuse so the usual HTP warnings still apply. Read tags carefully etc.
The Making of the Winter Soldier [series] by CluckU & Mumble_Bee Relationship: Hydra Agents/WS, Zola/WS Words: 13,700
There are a small, precious collection of things he knows for certain each time he wakes in his chair: He is a weapon. A soldier. An asset. He is being molded into the Fist of Hydra. He must prove himself. Failure is not an option.
Muscle Memory by sparklingbinjuice Relationship: Rumlow & Bucky Words: 4500
It had taken five minutes of fumbling but he had eventually picked the lock. The soldier wouldn’t be back for hours. Coordinates provided by the remaining, somewhat rudimentary, tracking device installed in the titanium arm indicated that he wandered the streets on weekends – watching people, visiting libraries and museums, feeding the birds. It was all so horribly human.
Reconquer, regain, recover by werebird Relationship: Hydra Agents/WS (past) Words: 2300
Hydra had known his body better than he himself ever could. They had taken it, reshaped it, reprogrammed it. They had birthed the Winter Soldier although they had never given him life.
Taming Winter by Runlights Relationship: Rumlow & WS, Steve & Bucky Words: 91,000 Notes: terrifying bloodthirsty WS
Regardless of the intravenous set pumping warming fluids into those veins, regardless of the fact that a moment ago, the guy looked on the verge of death, the Winter Soldier was out of the chair and in front of him with two steps that happened so quickly he didn’t even have time to do more than inhale. He froze as he felt the press of his own combat knife against his throat, the bite of the blade causing blood to well and slip down his throat. This was the point where he suspected people felt fear, especially staring into those unfocused cold eyes. He only felt a twisted fascination.
The Soldier’s Kittens by exclamation Relationship: Sam & Bucky, Steve & Bucky Words: 11,300 Notes: animal abuse/death
"Sam's a really good guy," Steve said. "I think you'd like him if you spent more time with him." Bucky said nothing. He would not show any interest in Sam, just as he had not shown any interest when Steve had taken him to the animal shelter to try and get him to interact with the dogs there. He knew this trap and he wouldn't fall into it twice.
Flinching by Exorin Relationship: Steve/Bucky Words: 570
It might finally break what's left of him if Steve knew the way he's had to dig his nails into his palms hard enough to draw blood just to shape his breath into the sound of a moan.
I'm comin' up only to hold you under by anonymous Relationship: Hydra Agents/Bucky, Steve/Bucky (past) Words: 2100
They drag him out of his cell by his hair and toss him into a room full of identical guards. He lands hard on his knees, the force of the impact stuttering up his weak, tired body, and he glares up and them with all the hatred he can gather. He feels off-balance, like he does whenever he tries to carry himself now—the stump of his missing arm has a phantom weight he can't get used to, won't get used to.
Context is Everything by thedevilchicken Relationship: Hannibal/Bucky Words: 2600
"I don't understand," Bucky replied. "Recontextualize?" "Your memories of HYDRA seem…distant," Hannibal said. "The way you speak about them is as if they happened to someone else. In order to process your trauma, you must understand that they happened to you."
Never Letting the Blood Dry by BarrenPines Relationship: Rumlow & WS, Steve & Bucky Words: 2500 Notes: whipping
After the mission, there were pats on the back, expressions of congratulations and thanks, and a dozen other little niceties that made his skin crawl. He’d gotten lucky, that’s all. And he’d also defied orders, departed from his assigned task. Praise wasn’t what he deserved.
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HEY IDEA
I don’t know if it’s been used or done before
but a trigger for Bucky could be the sound of a blender or a mixer. Like the wrrrrrrr sound. I feel like the electric chair thing he was in would’ve made some kinda noise, right? like, right before the things pressed against his head and electrocuted him, he would’ve been able to hear whatever noise it made
tagging ships so artists/writers can see and use this if they want
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mbyak · 1 year
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the Winter Soldier from my early sketches (this is Rumlow's hand in the second pic)
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haflacky · 8 months
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Brock Rumlow x Bucky Barnes commission for @possumwoodpie
Thank you!
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anonymousleekao3 · 2 months
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Pride.
Acrylic on canvas, 5x7".
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V1 - Original Upload.
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iceandironbars · 1 month
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'I'll have a slice of your finest.'
'Make it two.'
Fanart for the fic:
Not the Guy You're Taking home (Ch.3)
By Faustess on AO3
The odd friendship between these two while Bucky is pining (stalking) Rumlow and Steve has my whole heart. I can highly recommend the whole series to anyone that like good guy Rumlow Winterbones!
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annafacose · 5 months
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I love drawing Rumlow and his scarred face.
(Full pic on patreon)
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stekllla · 1 month
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hydra husbands
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lavenderpanic · 5 months
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It really is kinda funny to me how winterbones shippers really took seven nanoseconds of content, plus a bunch of insane (affectionate) theories and potentially unintentional easter eggs and developed like. A whole dynamic from it. Like, of course, we see one two-second shot of Brock looking kind of worried when the Winter Soldier isn't functioning properly, of course Brock calls Bucky "babe" and has a weird boot fetish. Because that's the logical conclusion.
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fiction-criminal · 10 months
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The psychologically tortured character IS the bottom, no excuses
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ex0rin · 4 months
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hey remember when I said I was losing my mind?
Secretary Bucky/ Rumlow winterbones, caning, violence, etc
The Secretary is already pulling off his jacket and unbuttoning his shirt by the time Rumlow pushes through the doors to his office - the other man's cane is laying on the large desk at the other side of the room and Rumlow takes a moment to look between it and the scarred span of Bucky's back as he shrugs off the fabric and lets it fall to the floor.
He's not facing Rumlow - looking out the large windows and Rumlow can see the stress at The Secretary's shoulders, that strong line tensed from something that Rumlow will probably never hear about, that's not his job anyway; his job is more important than the politics -
He keeps Bucky alive, whatever the older man needs.
"Pick it up," The Secretary says, still with his back to Rumlow; they've done this dance before, though never at the office and rarely during the day and Rumlow squares his own shoulders, rolling his head from one side to the other as he crosses the room with his boots echoing off the smooth marble floor.
His gloved hand wraps around the center of the cane, the metal of it cool against his fingertips - he clenches his fist around it and takes the next step closer to Bucky, "You want this here, boss?" he asks, testing the weight of the cane with a gentle swing that's not even close to the other man yet -
The Secretary finally glances back, those silver-blue eyes catching Rumlow's and Bucky's mouth is a firm line - he's already decided that this is going to happen, Rumlow can see it in the set of his jaw and the clench and release of fists stretching at the other man's side.
"Yeah yeah, no questions I remember."
He doesn't count down, he doesn't say anything - just takes a slow, steadying breath and lifts the cane close to his hip; Rumlow's other hand settles around the hilt of it, close to his other fist and he ignores the twitch of his cock as it comes to attention halfway through the first swing.
The slap of metal against skin echoes around him, The Secretary's breath hitching in his throat loud enough for Rumlow to catch the low, wounded grunt -
"Again," the other man says, half-breathless with his shoulders hunched and back curving away from the pain he must be feeling - Rumlow's never known how to hold back and he swings again, aims for the perfect line of red that's already welling up against pale skin.
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