[borncybernetic]

I’ve moved bucky to his own blog because I was feeling a little out of touch in some aspects because I couldn’t follow people or comment or all these other reasons. This is a trial run and I will most likely be moving steve too.  

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[borncybernetic]

I’ve moved bucky to his own blog because I was feeling a little out of touch in some aspects because I couldn’t follow people or comment or all these other reasons. This is a trial run and I will most likely be moving steve too.  

@syndicatcd @syndicatcd​ @syndicatcd​ @syndicatcd​

[syndicatcd-archive]

  I never asked – never wanted – to be Captain America. But that mask, those stars and stripes, that shield…they change you. I can see now the burden that Steve’s always carried. And it feels strange to admit I want that burden back… But underneath it all, what I really know is…I want to deserve it…somehow. //   earth 616 bucky barnes previously on borncybernetic.

[borncybernetic]

Help.

[blkvdova-a]

*   🐺  BOTH   HAVE   SHARP   TEETH   🐺   black   widow.   non-mcu   compliant.   v   v   spooky.   personals   don’t   interact  🔪🔪🔪

[borncybernetic]

hi, please watch this masterpiece I made in 2016--- that’s basically the story of bucky taking the captain america mantle and getting with nat again.

[chivalrytorn-archive]

I have 3 mains per character so liking this post ain’t that serious. It just shows you’re interested in writing with one or more of my characters in a more in-depth level ( plus will most likely get tagged in things and get their own tag .) I do require it to be mutual ( but again I don’t care if you have 3 mains of the same character. ) This is a mains call for ALL MY blogs. Liking this post does not make you a main on all my blogs, I’ll come to discuss which muses. I would have liked to have at least one thread as well have talked ooc. Our muses and us muns have to click.  

Accounts:  multi-muse ( each character will have different mains - secondary will not have any mains. ) - @chivalrytorn steve rogers - @borntimeless bucky barnes- @borncybernetic clint barton - @carniedriven Grey’s - @havcmercy

[borncybernetic]

@wordgave asked  ❛ the only person you’re going to scare is yourself. ❜ 

↳ | ; ✩ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀 ✩

                       ❛                       𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬     𝐧𝐨𝐭      𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭      𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲      𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬      𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐭      𝐢𝐧      𝐭𝐡𝐞      𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲      𝐡𝐚𝐬     𝐭𝐨      𝐬𝐚𝐲.                        ❜                        bucky      had     finally      let      his     past      fade     behind      him,      had     finally      moved      on     from      the      winter      soldier…      well,     as      best      as     he      could.      but     life      had      taken     an      unexpected      turn     of      events      when     his      past      alias     got      blasted      on     just      about      every     news      channel      and     newspaper      in      the      united     states.      his      path     to      a      better      life     was      falling      into     shattered      pieces      right     before      his      eyes…     but      then      again,      he     never      expected      there     to      be      a     path      at      all.     fingers      came      up     to      brush      against      the     shield,      laying      on     the      table.      a      solemn      smile     pressed      across      his     face,      the      mantle      had     made      him      a     better      man…      and     so      had      she.     Eyes      turned      to     her      with      anguish      behind      his     pupils.      𝐇𝐄      𝐖𝐀𝐒     𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓      𝐓𝐎      𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄      𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌      𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇.

[borncybernetic]

@captmrca continued from here. 

                a      hand     squeezes      steve’s      chest,      applying      pressure      to     the      wound.      bucky     knows      the      wound     is      too      deep.     he      knows     for      steve      this     is      the      end.     but      he      can’t     let      his      friend      go     down      without      a     fight,      for      once     bucky      has      hope.                    ❛                get      a      fucking      ambulance,      now!        ❜                                    he      screams      over     his      shoulder      before      eyes     set      back      onto     steves.            ❛                                    yeah…      I      mean     I’m      not      doctor      but     I’m      pretty      sure     you      got      shot     too.                  ❜                  a      sad     chuckle      slipped      past     his      lips      as     his      heart      began     to      ache.            ❛            just      hang     in      there,      okay     steve?      ❜      metal      fingers      press     harder      against      the     wound.      silver      fingers      coated      red.     eyes      scanning      the     red,      white,      &     blue      uniform---      now      tainted      with     blood      and      bullet      holes.            Anger      beginning      to     boil      through      james.      Steve     was      a      good     man.      𝐀      𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎.      Whoever      did     this      would      pay.    

[borncybernetic]

↳ | ; 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 ✩ 𝐫𝐞𝐲/𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 

@greyawakens

[borncybernetic]

hi just a reminder ily

!!!! I needed this. this literally made my day! thank you so much. 

[borncybernetic]

look

at

him !!

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blkvdova‌:  

                  she   isn’t   missing   anything   ———   to   miss   something,   one   must   first   be   aware   of   the   hole,   to   be   able   to   run   fingers   around   the   sharp   edges   of   the   chasm   and   peer   into   the   abyss.   so   she   isn’t   missing   anything.   whatever   was   taken   from   her   was   removed   so   seamlessly   there   is   no   scar   tissue   left   behind,   removed   almost   with   surgical   precision.   leo   had   known.   she’s   well   aware   of   the   fact.   even   when   drunk   on   his   own   hubris,   poisoned   by   her   denial,   he   knew   that   everything   he   stole   wouldn’t   come   back   to   haunt   her.   and   it   leaves   her   strangely   hollow   .  .  .   like   she   wasn’t   worth   the   fight.   so   when   maria   asks,   she   tells   her   she’s   fine   like   this.   to   go   through   the   trouble   of   undoing   all   this   for   someone   content   with   being   a   story   never   told   feels   futile   ———   not   worth   it,   because   in   the   end,   she   wasn’t   worth   it.   and   yet   the   past   always   finds   a   way;   she   knows   that   better   than   most.   gaze   shifts   from   the   blinding   white   of   the   hospital   room   to   the   door,   half   expecting   a   doctor   to   clear   her   out   like   she’s   requested   numerous   times.   instead,   she’s   met   with   a   face   that’s   vaguely   familiar,   by   reputation   rather   than   personhood.         “   barnes.   ”         curt,   neutral.   they’re   not   close   enough   to   warrant   a   hospital   visit   from   him,   and   she’s   relatively   certain   they   hadn’t   met   per   se,   but   there’s   something   in   the   way   he   holds   himself   that   stops   her   from   voicing   any   of   that.   natasha   shifts   in   bed,   viscerally   conscious   of   her   state   of   undress   and   the   odd   situation   as   a   whole.         “   i   have   time   now.   speak.   ”

                 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬      𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧’𝐭      𝐭𝐡𝐞      𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭      𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞      𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬      𝐡𝐚𝐝      𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞      𝐭𝐨      𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭      𝐡𝐞𝐫      𝐢𝐧      𝐭𝐡𝐞      𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥,      but     it      was      the     first      time      he     had      made      his     presence      known.      Lurking      in     the      shadows,      memorizing      every     angle      of      her     face      so      he     wouldn’t      forget      when     he      walked      away     for      good.      james     thought      he      knew     fear.            he      was     wrong.      he      had     no      clue      what     it      was      like     to      truly      fear     something      until      he     found      out      she     was      in      leo’s     grasp.      that      was     when      james      felt     true      fear.            the      agonizing      pit     in      his      stomach,      the     shivers      sent      up     his      spine      so     often      it      made     his      hands      shake.      the     overwhelming      sense      of     relief      when      he     got      her      back     only      to      find     out      he      had     been      wiped      from     her      memory.                        ❛                        s.h.i.e.l.d.      wasn’t      able     to      fully      recover      all     the      memories      leo     had      stolen…                              ❜      silence      passed      as     james      pondered      how     to      word      the     next      phrase.            he      felt     her      slip      away     as      more      seconds      passed,      HIS     HOME      SLIPPING      RIGHT     THROUGH      HIS      FINGERS.            ❛                        I      don’t     know      if      maria     told      you…but      those     memories      were      with     me.                              ❜      tangled      bet     sheets      flashed      through      his     memories.      warm      embraces      and     tender      kisses.      fond     memories      only      shared      between      one     mind      right      now.     and      the      painful      realization      that     he      was      alone.            ❛                        I      told     them      I      didn’t      want     your      head      to     be      messed      with     anymore…      because      I     thought      that     was      easier…better.      But     I      realized      it’s     not      my      decision      to     make.      It’s      yours.      ❜            a      single      step     forward,      closing      the     space      between      the     two---      still      making      sure     to      keep      somewhat      of     a      𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.      

[robinstinsonjrarchive-blog]

[borncybernetic]

The   applause   was   something   james  had   barely   noticed  still.   For   him,  it   was   just  background   noise.   FINDING  LITTLE   ACCOMPLISHMENT   IN  HIS   WORK.   everyone  felt   the   same.  Yet   he   still  felt   so   different.  he   wanted   to   feel   alive  again.   to   wake  up   everyday   jumping  to   come   into  work,   to   put   something   out   there   that  helped   people…   it   seemed   like  a   silly   thought.  unsure   if   movies  could   really   help   anyone…  but   he   liked  to   think   so.   Yet   he   felt   as   though   his   life’s   current  work   was   meant  for   nothing,   longing  for   a   piece  that   gave   him   information.  

      fingers   pushed   away  lingering   hips   in   an   attempt  to   gain   a   piece   of   mind.   for   once,   james  barnes   was   not   in   the   mood   for   mindless   emotionless  sex.   he   wanted  something   real,   but   most   importantly  he   just   wanted  to   talk---   and   the   make-up  artist   was   far   past   talking.  With   only   a   bra   left  covering   her   james  finally   blurted   out.  knees   bent   to   pick   up   the   clothes  laid   out   across  the   floor.         ❛                  I’m  not   in   the   mood---   not   tonight.      ❜     knees   bent   to   pick   up   the   clothes  laid   out   across  the   floor.      Handing  them   softly   to   her,   his   expressions   barely  fazed.         ❛                 here,   I’m   sorry,   look,  maybe   tomorrow.      ❜     an   eyeroll   came  from   the   artist  as   she   gathered  her   things   together  and   put   her   clothes   back  on.   as   she   left,   james  noticed   a   figure  standing   in   front  of   her,   head  cocking   to   see   just   who   it   was.  his   stomach   dropped.  a   pit   of   guilt   grew.  shit.   this   looks  bad.      It  wasn’t   what   it   looks   like,  he   found   himself  almost   blurting   out.  yes,   this   time,  nothing   had   happened.  But   why   did   he   feel  the   sudden   need  to   explain   himself,  to   fix   a   situation   that  he   wasn’t   even  sure   was   broken---  in   fact   wasn’t  even   sure   if   there   was   a   situation  to   break.      a  hint   of   a   smile   surfaces  across   his   face  as   she   begans  to   speak.   Talking  across   the   lot   sounded   nice.  It   sounded   wonderful.  But   it   all   came  crashing   down   as   she   began  to   storm   off   before   he   could   even  get   a   word  in.   feet   picked  up   from   the   ground   as   his   hand  flung   forward   to   catch   the   side   of   her   arm,  accidently   pulling   her   just   a   little   too   close.   ❛                  it  wasn’t   what..      ❜   words   began  to   trail   off   as   he   realized   the   distance   between  them   had   closed  and   he   can   feel   her   breath   against  his   chin.      ❛                  it..looks..lik-      ❜   words   came  to   a   halt  as   his   throat  tightens   and   his   gaze   locks  on   hers.      

[borncybernetic]

I’m in the process of re-working James’ bio because I have him as buckycap basically even after he decides to go back to his winter soldier identity. && it worked when I had set rp partners that knew how I played him. but now I’m realizing that it’s probably hella confusing to play storylines as buckycap when originally in the comics he was back as the winter soldier. 

[borncybernetic]

@blkvdova​ liked for a starter here. 

          𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊      𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘.      𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫      𝐭𝐡𝐞      𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧      𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞.            It      seemed      like     the      right      thing     to      do…      or     maybe      it      was     just      the      easiest      thing     to      do.      he     knew      what      it     was      like      to     have      his      head     toyed      with      day     in      and      day     out      &&      he     didn’t      want      that     for      her.      HE     WANTED      BETTER…      and     better      was      a     life      without      him.     minutes      from      walking      out     the      doors,      screaming      at     the      top      of     his      lungs      at      the     shield      agents      to     stop      messing      with     her      head.      although,      something      was     holding      him      back.     james      barnes      had     grown      so      much     over      the      years,      learned      so     much.      being      captain      america      for     a      period      of     time      had      changed      him,     had      made      him     want      to     become      the      type     of      person      THAT     DESERVED      IT.      &&      if     he      walked      away     leo      won,      he     couldn’t      let      that     happen.      maybe      the     memories      would      never     return      but      that     didn’t      mean      they     couldn’t      be      replaced      with     new      memories.      nevertheless,      at     the      end      of      the     day      it      didn’t      matter      what     he      thought…      it     was      HER      mind…     it      was      HER     decision.      And      finally      bucky     barnes      was      able     to      give      her     something      he      never     got…      a      choice...      a     choice      to      remember      or     to      move      on.            fingers      drew     up      to      the     mask      surrounding      his     eyes,      pulling      it     off      slowly      and     shoving      it      into     the      crease      of     his      pocket.      His     arm      drew      up     to      release      a     soft      knock      against      the     door      as      his     gaze      fell     upon      her.            ❛      when     you’re      ready,      we     need      to      talk.     ❜           walls      had      risen     up      to      cover     the      soldier’s      emotions.      walking      away     would      have      been     easier      but      instead      he     was      staying      to     fight.      he      would     leave      it      up     to      her,     whether      or      not     she      wanted      to     fight      to      regain      those     memories      back.