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Bucky Barnes sketch!

#winter soldier #the winter soldier #bucky barnes #art #digital illustration #sketch

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Y/N: Let me explain something to you, Barnes. When you’re in a situation, you don’t have time to think, so I thought to myself, “Don’t think, Y/N, act.”

Bucky: So you weren’t thinking?

Y/N: Not at all. I cannot emphasize how little I was thinking.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes incorrect quotes #winter soldier #winterhawk vibes #winterhawk

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He is Going Through It

#clint barton #lucky the pizza dog #hawkeye #marvel fanart #marvel

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new fic trope just dropped

#writing prompt #fic ideas #winterhawk

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reblog for large sample size im begging you

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If you can’t get them to wear dumb couples shirts with you, are they even the one?

#clint barton #bucky barnes #clintbucky #hawkeye #winter soldier #winterhawk #art #fanart #i love these morons so much #this is so so so cute

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#tumblr history #supernatural #misha collins #tumblr lore #castiel #mishapocalypse

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“I shot Steve,” Bucky spits, but Clint can hear what he’s really saying. I fucked up, is written clear as day his face. He regrets the path he’s chosen, regrets the isolation, and is desperate for a way back home, to whatever that might mean in an unkind world, but Bucky’s still searching. For Clint, that's enough.

#bucky barnes #clint barton #winterhawk

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#good omens #i need to watch this again immediately

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i don't want a career, i want to do crafts

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I'm only many years late to the SPN party, and sometimes I feel like I'm too old for this. Then I remember that Dean Winchester and I have the same birth year, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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ITS DONE IM FINALLY FREEEEEE

#fanart #bucky barnes #winter soldier #mcu fanart #marvel #marvel fanart #mcu #bucky barnes fanart #i freaking love this #bucket my beloved

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Garrett Hedlund as Benny Miller for TRIPLE FRONTIER

#benny miller #my man #triple frontier #garrett hedlund

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Clint making Bucky a pecan pie or a pumpkin pie?

Bucky woke up restless, the way he sometimes does, but he sticks around long enough for Clint to be stirring so he can get an acknowledging murmur and a sleepy, musty kiss before he heads out.

It’s an inchoate thing, his need to move, not triggered by anything in particular and therefore not easily resolved. If he was expecting attack he could hunker down with Clint in the panic room in the basement; if he suspected an incursion he could circle the perimeter of Clint’s land and check all the myriad ways they’ve got to tell who’s been around. Instead he just drifts, through the orchard behind the house, around the edge of the barn, down to the pond that’s good for summer swimming. Every hour or so he makes sure to check in, viewing the house from a hundred different angles and making sure that he can get eyes on Clint, who’s wandering around the house and vegetable garden without a care in the world.

It’s nearly dark by the time he’s satisfied, the anxious energy in his belly making room for hunger and a gentle pull towards comfort and home. Bucky checks all the tripwires and cameras and sensors that fall along his path, but doesn’t particularly feel the need to go looking for more, so it’s only a ten minute hike back to the porch where he can kick off his battered boots.

Opening the door lets out a rush of warm air, and a smell that’s spiced and sweet, delicious in a way he doesn’t so much associate with the farm but that’s still perfectly settled here, indefinable and home. He follows his nose to the kitchen, and finds Clint bopping gently to something on the radio, scrubbing at a pie tin while the pie itself cools on the kitchen table.

Bucky pads silently to the counter, where a battered and yellowed book is propped open and leaning against a crossbow; there’s ancient and stiffened tape just about holding it together, so he flips it over care”fully to see a faded cover that sparks something distantly in the back of his head, like he’s seen it before but impossibly long ago.

“Oh, hey,” Clint says, and he’s turned around and is leaning back against the sink, no doubt adding a stripe of wet across his butt to go with the splashes all over his front. “Thought you’d be a little later - it’s not quite ready to eat yet.”

Bucky crosses the kitchen and wraps himself around Clint, tilting his head up enough to hook his chin over Clint’s shoulder, settled and warm and home in a way he’s found for the first time in about seventy years.

“I can wait,” he says.

#bucky barnes #clint barton #hawkeye #winter soldier #winterhawk

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Close-up of “Embrace” by Jessie Lucid. Drawn for @notwithoutyoufanbook I have a real thing for Bucky with pretty up-dos. :)

#bucky barnes #clint barton #hawkeye #winter soldier #winterhawk

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Winterhawk / Clint barton x Bucky Barnes.

He slides the metal palm over the still-red bullet wound and then, on impulse, to Clint’s neck, fingers gliding over his skin until Bucky’s palm rests softly against his throat.

Clint’s eyes snap open and he grasps at Bucky’s wrist, not sure if he’s holding it there or trying to stop - something - but drawing in a quick breath he doesn’t need before the fingers gently tighten and then pull away, one finger trailing over the curve of Clint’s Adam’s apple.

“What was that for?” There's no reason for Clint’s voice to be hoarse, and the sound, too loud in his ears without his hearing aids in, only makes him want that hand back.

Clint swallows, finally meeting Bucky’s eyes but unable to hold his gaze. “Wanted to,” Bucky says, reaching up and trailing a cold metal finger over Clint’s pulse point. “Thought you might need reminding you’re not the only dangerous creature in here.”

My art for this story:

#winterhawk #clint barton #bucky barnes #to read

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just saw a tweet that was like “omg noo when percy jackson comes out everyone’s gonna wear camp halfblood shirts it’s gonna be the new hellfire shirt” and people in the replies were like “omg i wanted to buy one but i don’t want to be corny :(“ and it’s literally ….. so depressing. i feel like younger people who have been exposed to the internet their entire lives from early childhood and who use tiktok and twitter 24/7 are so petrified of being seen as cringe or having someone film them in public to make fun of them that they just. don’t do anything they wanna do. like girls it’s just wearing a shirt from a tv show you like that’s one of the most normal things a human can do why are you embarrassed??? it’s okay!!! it’s not a big deal!!!

#this is why getting older is so freeing #every year i add in age is on less fuck i give about the opinions of others #wear the shirt #enjoy the thing #life is too short to let other people dictate what you enjoy