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INTRO POST
hi sooo i accidentally deleted my old account under this same username :( and im super sad about it. but there’s my intro.
i’m tessa and i’m 22 years old (also called winn).
i like many things and my dms are open! i also have discord and am looking for rp buddies. just message me :)
It started with a gunshot and Walker dropping to the ground. For a terrifying heartbeat, the team thought they had lost him. He was pale and still, hair matted with blood.
The Void burst from Bob like a terrifyingly silent thunderstorm, all pressure and cold and darkness until there was no one left. There were no screams, no more gunfire, they were all silenced in a pulse of frightening power.
While Yelena held on to Bob, giving him an anchor to find his way back to himself, Bucky scrambled to his knees beside John. Shaking fingers found a pulse and he started barking orders. The trauma kit from the jet, make a call to have medical standing by, warm up the engines. John had a chance but only if they were fast enough.
Back at the Watchtower, they all waited outside while John was stripped of his gear and evaluated. They breathed a little easier at the verdict. The bullet had creased his skull, but there was no damage to his brain. Even with the serum he'd be in and out of consciousness for a few days.
The first time John finds his way back to awareness, it's to the smell of chicken soup. But it's not chicken soup from a can or even a restaurant. It's the chicken soup he made for Bobby the month before when he was mired in a depressive episode. John had cajoled him to at least sit and watch and had gotten him to eat a little bit of it.
Bobby, his eyes hopeful, feeds John a few spoonfuls and it's perfect. He had remembered every detail of the recipe. "Proud of you, Bobby," he manages before slipping back under.
When John wakes again, it's to another smell and the quiet murmur of voices. "Nail polish?"
Yelena hums as she picks up one of his fingers, applying another coat. "I told you last night that if you did not wake up we were going to paint your nails," she says matter of factly.
John blinks as Ava tugs the hair on his feet before continuing her work painting his toenails. "You're lucky she said nail polish. I wanted to shave these Hobbit feet of yours."
He laughs as he slips back under, feeling both cared for and bullied. This is what it's like to have little sisters, he figures.
When John wakes again, it's to Alexi's voice. Not loud and boisterous, but deep and steady. He's reading out loud, holding John's well-worn copy of Catcher in the Rye in one hand. He lets the words carry him until he slips under.
Medical is dark when his eyes open again to something warm on his shoulder. With a grimace he shifts his head and finds soft fur. "Hey you stupid cat," he whispers fondly.
"She missed you." Bucky leans forward to brush his fingers across John's cheek. "We both did."
"Then get in here," he flips the blanket back. "No arguing, babe. Just get in bed."
As Bucky crawls in, wrapping an arm around John's solid chest, he can't resist pressing a kiss over his heart.
"Mm. Not tonight honey, I have a headache."
He snorts out a laugh, "Asshole."
"Yeah. But I'm your asshole."
Some winteragent memes for #Winteragentday 💟
the funniest part of thunderbolts was when john made like one snide remark to bucky and then bucky went "well ur wife fucking LEFT YOU!!! and she took!!! the!!!! kid!!!!!!" like okay diva air out his business
They've taken over all my thoughts now.
Random reporter, interviewing John and Bucky after a mission, asking John about their friendship: But, just hypothetical question- would you jump off a cliff if he jumped first?
John, without thinking: Yes!
Bucky: John...
John, looking at him: No?
Bucky, shaking his head: No.
John: No.
Yelena: Since I'm the leader I'm going to set some rules. Well, only one rule: no fucking between teammates.
Ava: You mean no fucking Walker.
Yelena: I didn't want to say it like that but yes, no more fucking Walker.
Alexei: *boos really loud*
Yelena: You too, dad?!
Alexei: No, I'm just looking after the team. Let them fuck whoever they want, Lena.
Bob: You mean Walker.
Alexei: Yes, let them fuck Walker. Look at him, he looks like he needs it.
John, red as a tomato: I hate you all.
Alexei: See, Lena, he's getting bratty. Someone fuck him already.
Bucky: Got it.
winteragent is so funny. the entire dynamic is like what if your celebrity crush fucking hated you
kissing a fool
There are still moments when Bucky feels like a man outside of time. He's got a smart phone, he knows how technology works because he's always been adaptable.
But when Bob and Yelena are cackling over a meme, or Walker makes some pop culture reference, he's reminded that he's over a century old and there are some things he's just not going to understand.
.. like why the fuck Bob and Yelena giggle over six seven. Aren't those just numbers?
Even Walker seems in on it as he shakes his head with a small smile and gruffly throws them out of the kitchen as they continue to giggle.
"I don't get it either," John says quietly as they start watching a movie in the other room. "But it makes them happy so," he shrugs. If it makes them happy that should be enough, right?
Bucky hums by way of response, only looking up when John adds whiskey to both of their coffee mugs.
"So what the hell is an ugly sweater party?" The question is quiet and flat, an admission that he's again a little lost.
Ava and Yelena had gone shopping that afternoon, buying sweaters for everyone. Bucky still hasn't touched the box that holds his, keeping his distance like he's afraid it's going to explode.
John's smile softens as he sits down on the barstool next to him. "It's an excuse to be silly, to have fun. You try and find the most obnoxious Christmas sweater to see who wins."
His nose crinkles. "I don't really do Christmas."
"Yeah I know." John pulls the box with Bucky's sweater across and opens the lid. The sweater is garish shades of blue, white and silver. "They make ugly Hanukkah sweaters too. Bob picked it out for you "
And for a moment Bucky can't breathe.
Because with this team, with this family, he feels seen.
John grins and salutes him with his mug. "I've been working on latkes all week while you've been in DC." He never thought his childhood obsession with Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes would have resulted in a moment like this, but he wouldn't change a thing because it puts a small, stunned smile on Bucky's face.
"I can't remember the last time I touched a menorah," he rasps, voice thick.
"So let's change that this year."
And for the first time in decades, Bucky dares to hope that this holiday season would be warm and bright with the people he loved best. With his family.
bucky barnes outside the bar lighting a cigarette: when you were born i’d already spent like forty years brainwashed isnt that weird
john walker, so drunk he cant stand straight: can yuo put that out on me
Soft John Walker and Bucky Barnes commissioned by @flexedandmyarmfelloff :P
full body // simple colour
gotta take it slow
im crying because john was so excited to see bucky he was like "IT'S BUCKY!!!! :D" and then bucky immediately blew up the car he was in, tied him up with rope, and told everybody about his divorce. winteragent crowned funniest possible one-sided ship just for this
very into winteragent
They don’t even know that in three years they’ll be sharing a roof, HAHA-
