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How to get charged up quickly in Bucky’s way ;)

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If I’m here with you then I’m calling it home From the boy you knew to the man you now know Listen to this vow that I make And this promise that I never will break

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<By your side>  1/3 2/3    

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in case if you think i am an adequate person: no i am not, i am following stucky.

#avengers #bucky barnes #captain america #stucky #капитан америка #марвел #стив роджерс #стаки #баки барнс #зимний солдат

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Cried really hard while was doin this I’m sorry

#bucky barnes #avengers #captain america #fanfics #marvel #steve rogers #stucky #стив роджерс #марвел #мстители

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`’ Concept: Russian Fairytales ’`

Indeed, Barnes and Romanoff do have some strange habits. Like baking a dozen of pancakes on first week of March[1] or doing cross gestures with their hands with saying weird stuff that sounds as if they want to curse every single person in a mile around to the seventh generation (actually they do want to do that). They were searching for ice holes all around the New York although the Winter Soldier was supposed to hate cold[2]. They drank vodka, shouted something.

It seems to be normal for Natasha to do all that shit. Clint that knows all her demons is calm so there mustn’t be any problems. James maybe just wanted to try everything new in the world after getting rid of Hydra. Tony doesn’t worry at all because the only the he only want to be certain in is that the world is not going to fall apart in neatest future. Come on, Tony has a huge tower that looks like a dildo and a team of superheroes with strong PTSD — he is the last person that is supposed to be confused. Bruce, firstly, is just too considerate to ask anything and secondly, he doesn’t care about anything that happens upstairs. Thor didn’t use to be with the Avengers too often because he preferred asgardian realities or the space crew named Guardians of Galaxy. Literally no one was interested in Romanoff and Barnes, singing creepy songs in a few languages at once.

Steve had pretty enough chaotic and random things thrown right up to his face. Starting with talking ceiling JARVIS (it is the artificial intellect but still) ending with a bunch of aliens falling out of nowhere. But the one thing he didn’t expect to happen is that his best friend will go on with Natalia Romanoff well. She got a shell in her stomach from the Winter Soldier but... He didn’t expect.

“What is the secret meaning of Колобок?”[3], James says while sitting on the floor and kicking the expensive Stark’s carpet. Natasha on the couch kicks James’ ass. He doesn’t give a fuck.

“Allegory for humans’ life, Jimmy. Why дед and бабка wanted to return him home? Because that’s a sign of parental overprotection to their children. Заяц means socialization, волк — working, медведь...and then he suddenly meets the woman, лиса, who makes him fall in love and eats him”.

“Sounds a bit viciously, don’t you think so?”

“Absolutely not. That’s life”.

“Now I understand why Russians are so pessimistic. They are taught since childhood that happiness doesn’t exist”.

“Oh I beg you. Have you seen yourself in arrival to the Union?, scoffs Nat, “Looked like Царевна Несмеяна”.[4]

“You’re a Баба-Яга. These braids”.[5]

“Don’t you dare remind me of these awful shitty things”.

“Won’t you permit me to make them for you? Even if I’m Добрыня Никитич?” James looked sadly.[6]

“Your puppy eyes work only for Алёша Попович”[7] the Widow nodded at Steve.

“He has much more of Иван Дурак”[8], answers Bucky. Steve glances in a question.

“Are you two trying to discuss me secretly?”

The legendary assassins giggled together. That was creepy.

“Of course no, свет очей моих.”[9]

“Bucky”.

“Guess I have to learn Russian”, Steve grumbles.

“And you must pass the dedication on folk fairytales!”

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[1] — Масленица (Maslenitsa) is a holiday that is celebrated in February-March. The point of it is to say goodbye to winter and greet the spring. Traditional pancakes are delicious, trust me.

[2] — Крещение is when people dive in ice cold water. A religious Christian tradition.

[3] — Колобок (pic 1) it’s like a round piece of pastry.The fairy tale's plot describes Kolobok's repetitive meetings with various animals (rabbit, wolf, and bear) who intend to eat it, but Kolobok cunningly escapes. With each animal Kolobok sings a song in which he explains, "I got away from Grandmother, I got away from Grandfather, and I will certainly get away from you." The fox manages to catch and eat Kolobok through distracting him by praising his singing.

[4] — Несмеяна (pic 2). She is The Princess Who Never Smiled or The Unsmiling Tsarevna is a Russian folk fairy tale collected by Alexander Afanasyev in Narodnye russkie skazki.

[5] — Баба-Яга (pic 3). Baba Yaga is a supernatural being who appears as a deformed or ferocious-looking old woman. In Russian folklore, Baba Yaga flies around in a mortar, wields a pestle, and dwells deep in the forest in a hut usually described as standing on chicken legs.

[6] —Добрыня Никитич (pic 4). Dobrynya Nikitich is one of the most popular bogatyrs from the Rus' folklore. Albeit fictional, this character is based on a real warlord Dobrynya, who led the armies of Svyatoslav the Great and tutored his son Vladimir the Great. Many byliny center on Dobrynya completing tasks set him by prince Vladimir.

[7] — Алёша Попович (pic 4). Alyosha Popovich, is a folk hero in the Rus' folklore, a bogatyr. He is the youngest of the three main bogatyrs, the other two being Dobrynya Nikitich and Ilya Muromets. All three are represented together in Viktor Vasnetsov's famous painting Bogatyrs.

[8] — Иван Дурак (pic 5). Ivan the Fool or Ivan the Ninny is a lucky fool stock character who appears in Russian folklore, a very simple-minded, but, nevertheless, lucky young man. Ivan is described as a likeable fair-haired and blue-eyed youth. The approximate setting of Ivan The Fool's adventures is the 15th or 16th century Russia.

[9] — «свет очей моих» is how in Russia the wife used to call her husband. That’s was like really long time ago.

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The Code.

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— Желание.

— C’mon Stevie, let’s go! — James was buzzing like a small child although by comparison to Steve he was quite tall and well-built young teenage boy. He has broaden in shoulders a lot since last year and now nearly every girl in their neighborhood looked back him. James had grey eyes with a light gleam of green coloured like somber sky in autumn day. These eyes were so deep that they literally beckoned to drown and follow blindly after their sparks of fun and mischief. The weather up there was a bit windy so his dark brown hair was sticking out in all directions and fluttering in total chaos. His smile was wide and sunny showing all the joy and delight. Shot of breath, Steve trailed trying not to lag behind too much.

— Buck...Bucky, wait! — Steve shouted. Rogers was within temptation too but the asthma didn’t allow him to run so fast. Blue eyes were sparkling, a raspberry red blush was brought to his cheeks and a hand was put on a chiken-like chest. Because of long running his martyrdom lungs suffered from a sharp lack of oxygen so Steve tried to catch the breath and calm down the frantically beating heart.

The boys climbed up to the high hill, fully paved with grass and scattering of pale white flowers. There was a barely tangible fresh smell outgoing from the daisies that mixed up with something tremulous in the evening air. The twilight had descended and chilled down the summer heat. In the noon under the parching July sun nobody wanted to do anything except lying in the shadow of trees but in the nighttime Brooklyn always woke up. Cars rode from one street to another, kids on the corner walked along wit their parents. Bars started fulfilling with visitors that have a habit to drink a few shots of something strong after hard work. Loud crowd already packed all around the northwest Vinegar-Hill. Two young Brooklyn boys were waiting in sweet excitement with all of them. Alike sparkling wine, the feeling of unity and freedom spilled in every district corner from small side streets to the wide avenues.

Tired Steve sat down right on the ground and Bucky flopped down next to him. Just when they managed to get to the place, the sky was brightened by colourful lights. Thin magical streams of light cut the dark sky in pieces and then turned into thousands of beautiful chrysanthemums buds. Flashes caused unforgettable delights in both children minds and their parents ones. Salutes reflect on Steve’s and Bucky’s eyes while they were trying to catch every single moment with rapture and greed and remember every single second of the celebration.

Happy screams were heard beneath and songs sounded again. People waved with bright multi-colored flags with the image of red-white stripes and stars, held huge posters in their hands, celebrated and had a lot of fun. The silky grass was soft and it tickled legs slightly. Surely, spots that would be difficult to remove we’re going to remain on their pants and Mrs. Barnes would be indignant but that didn’t matter right now. Nothing mattered but two teenage boys on the green hill with the great view to the Manhattan Bridge. It was the thirties, Bucky and Steve were about fifteen but innerly they felt themselves as 5 years-olds. They were carried away by infinite happiness. They laughed like crazy and smiled so much that their cheeks hurt. Steve and Bucky were sitting here together, as if no one but their two existed. Barnes habitually threw a hand over his friend’s shoulder, carelessly patting his light-wheat hair. Bucky hugged him, pulling closer. Steve's sharp, thin knees touched Bucky's knees. On that day Bucky made his most cherished desire. And he never told about it to anyone, James didn’t even tell it to Steve, because he wanted the dream to come true. This was his little secret. Fourth of July,1932. The endless night sky with fireworks lights above and two best friends together.

It was the fourth of July

You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks

That went off too soon

And I miss you in the June gloom too

It was the fourth of July

You and I were, you and I were fire, fire, fireworks

I said I'd never miss you

But I guess you never know

May the bridges I have burned

Light my way back home on the Fourth of July

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`Concept: The afterlife.`

Post!endg*me timeline. Barnes overcame all nine circles of hell and nearly dealt with Steve’s choice. It must be right, Steve will be happy in his real time, not in the new era. Now only history books and the New York museum remind about Captain America, the legend, the hero. Even the mass-media stopped the news boom after his death. The Winter Soldier doesn’t cry and James Buchanan Barnes wasn’t taught how to do that again. But the memory does not fades.

The way was hard but many years after the fight, James marries a wonderful woman. She knew, that her husband doesn’t love her. But despite that, she was near him for all these years. She felt with her inner sense — he needs that. It wasn’t so painful to understand that he imagines someone else. It was okay. She knew how it is to loose the most important person in your life. Especially when that person goes away by his own choice. Time doesn’t erase anything and who else but her could ever understand this better?

They have a child and call him Steve. He has blond hair colored like young wheat. He has ice-blue eyes. He has his appearance. Sounds like a life’s most evil joke, so similar they are. Even the desire to uphold the justice in the whole world was exactly the same.

Steven made friend with Barton’s children. They got to go to the forests in the suburbs every weekend and then visit the shooting range. James become a good Clint’s friend too. Family, common work, common passion and common pain — it all helps to get closer. Barnes knows, he isn’t the only one who lost too much in that war.

Steven Grant Barnes have read all books about history from father’s home library and he goes to the shooting lessons. His das didn’t want his son to work for government or other organizations as S.H.I.E.L.D. because he didn’t want him to become alike the Winter Soldier. But he won’t. He will try his best. He wants to become a hero. He wants to justify his name. That is his destiny. It is written on his name and surname.

James shares a lots of stories about his pal, his best friend and battle buddy and the boy always listens all of them. James comes to Rogers’ grave mostly every day. Sometimes Steven-junior comes with him too. More seldom his wife makes a company for him. He talks for a long time with the cold gravestone and shares some memories that have just came. Quiet words and heavy hoarse whisper is taken by the ground in silence. There is more nobody to answer.

Sometimes he gets to the Natasha grave to. It’s empty but he still says sorry every time. For being too strict somehow in Red Room. He doesn’t remember a lot but he is thankful that this woman could help and protect his Steve and when he couldn’t.

James Buchanan Barnes. On missions he uses the code name because the Winter Soldier can’t stand anything else. At home he is only James or at least Jimmy. He used to hate that “Jimmy” in 40s when his mother called him like that but he had to return to it now. Nobody can call him Bucky. Not anymore. Otherwise it feels as a betrayal. Stevie Rogers will always be with Bucky Barnes. Bucky Barnes won’t belong to anyone else.

— Hey punk. No doing anything stupid more, huh? The war is won and I was nearby you as you wanted. I know I promised to live on. But I can’t! Stevie, I can’t! I loved you so much. I still do, hear me? I love you until the end of the line, pal.

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #fanfics #marvel #avengers #alternate universe #comics #conceptual #captain america #winter solider imagine #SoundCloud

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Outside

I proudly present you my latest greatest project! You might’ve seen the preview already, now it’s finally complete

The lyrics are from Outside by Hollywood Undead - there’s not much else to say other than the first time I heard this song was after watching Civil War, and I thought it suited the movie and Stucky perfectly. Enjoy~

I hope you liked it - I’ve worked really hard on this

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Based on a post by @incorrectstevebucky: 

Steve and Bucky in TFA always end up touching each other in every scene they share. So all those fics and headcanons about Steve and Bucky in the 40s casually sneaking touches with each other because they have to be secretive about their relationship has some canon backup.

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Let’s think about who’s the daddy: Steve or Bucky?🤔

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Actually I don’t give a heck what I am supposed to do here, so I’ll just say that I adore sergeant James Buchanan Barnes with all my heart