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𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 .           this is a low activity rp blog for bucky barnes of the mcu   &  616 comics .         there will be queued responses .         penned by    elinor .       23 ,     she / her  .       established 4/7/21  .        must be 20 + to interact .       carrd . gamora .

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this account is archived

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why does tumblr feel the need to constantly update itself. THIS IS DISGUSTING.

[flighttruth-archived]

SAM WILSON OF MARVEL COMICS.

[rg4rz]

humiliating   that   something   as   natural   as   a   parent   caused   such   intimidation   for   him   .   it   was   a   drastic   change   to   the   life   he’d   been   living   and   the   DIFFICULT   situation   between   him   and   olivia   didn’t   necessarily   add   to   build   his   confidence   .   steve   gives   it   a   sigh   and   a   small   nod   .   “   yeah   …   yeah   ,   i   know   .   “   not   fully   free   of   the   doubt   he   carried   .   

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" sit down . take a load off " bucky motions his hand to his livingroom : a small nook in the corner of his apartment . the backboard of the sofa faces his kitchen island . he can see the light from the tv reflecting off steve's blonde hair " you're just new to this kind of stuff , " bucky says as he grabs a bottle from his fridge . the top is smacked against the edge of the countertop -- it smokes as the cap pops off " it'll get easier " he rounds the corner & hands the beer off .

[crowbared]

𝙹𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝚃𝙾𝙳𝙳 -------- 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙷𝙾𝙾𝙳 . low activity . must be 20+ to interact .

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i miss my jason todd blog. imma bring it back

[unearthlydust]

SEBASTIAN STAN SHARPER (2023)

[laufyeson]

it’s a gun

[kreatief]

@otvechet

                               THE STRANGE MAN KEPT HIS DISTANCE EVER SINCE WINIFRED SMACKED HIM WITH HER PURSE. He looks like a carnival performer or actor with his long cape and unusual clothes. Winifred has no idea how she ended up in this house that looks a lot like a chamber of horrors — suits of armor everywhere, swords and knives, and various objects she doesn't know the purpose of. She remembers standing in old McLeod's little store wanting to buy sugar, and the next thing she knows is she stumbles over a low coffee table with the hand of a mummy on top, startling this strange man that waves his hands a lot and mutters in unidentifiable languages. He's probably a lunatic who broke out of a loony bin; Winifred needs to get out of here. Unfortunately, he's blocking the only door of the room.

                                 "Wong will be here soon, ma'am," the man says now. "He'll bring your son, and then you'll know we mean no harm." Winifred scoffs, still clutching her purse to her chest. "I demand to leave this place," she says with much more bravado than she feels. She knows he could subdue her if he wanted to; she hopes this little act or play in his head will keep him from doing so, though. "I'm sorry, but I cannot allow this right now. There are — dangers out there. Your son will be better fitted to explain. He–" Golden light spills into the room from beneath the door. Two male voices that seem to be in a discussion soon follow before the light disappears. The madman seems relieved; he strides over to open the door. Winifred quickly looks around to find a weapon. She may be able to handle one man, but three? Dear Lord, what are they planning to do to her?

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he didn't believe them when he got the call . it's not the kind of call you want to get late at night after recovering from night terrors ------ he woke up soaked , breathing heavy & clutching his chest in an attempt to stop the rapid beating of his heart . he dreams of the war and all the friends he lost along the way . he dreams of russia and how blisteringly cold the brick walls felt under his fingertips . he dreams of screaming , crying , and the quiet that came after . god , he hates dreaming .

this may come as a surprise , james . strange had muttered on the other line , taking a breath ----- he never spoke to strange one on one . they may have met 3 times , roughly , in passing , so hearing him on the phone was a surprise . strange explained the multi - verse as calmly and concisely as he could : mentioning a mishap a bit ago with someone he can't quite remember . after the storm another attack occurred with wanda . he didn't go into specifics and bucky didn't mind . we've been seeing a few pop ups of beings from other universes . quite recently i found a version of myself , here in the city , however he was just a corpse . quite daunting really ---- anyways , it's not only picking up people from different universes but different time periods . yesterday , at eleven at night , your mother came to the sanctum sanctorum .

bucky told the doctor he was on his way and hung up the phone . it's been eighty years . . . he doesn't know whether to believe it but doubt never served him any good in the past . wong opens the double set of mahogany doors to the parlor --- it's his first time inside the sanctorum and he feels a strong sense of unease . how will she react to his altered form ? fear reverberates along with his racing heart . the mixture thrashes against his ribcage . a handshake is given to stephen as they exchange greetings , and as the sorcerers make their way out the room he sees her hiding in the back , frantic . bucky freezes , swallows a lump in his throat , and stares .

" hello "

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the fact that ctrl + z will delete entire responses kills me inside

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hoping to get some time to add to my queue this week. best bet is for tuesday -- already seeing the drafts go up but luckily i've been really strict about the threads i've taken on so :):):):):):):)):):):):)

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its sinday, and i repeat ---- let this man suck some dick

[unearthlydust]

Sebastian Stan + that hair length + jewelry

[wherewilltheygo]

CAPTAIN AMERICA (2005) #36

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we... getting into new territories

[etoilebleu]

gaze was focused on the movements of his arms, his motion too fast for her to block his hit, the gun skidding across the floor into the sad room he called a living room. june yelped in surprise, landing chin first on his hardwood floors and pausing on the support of her arms to grunt angrily in his direction at his taunting question.

" can you just SHUT UP and die already? you're making this extremely difficult. "

rolling her eyes and gasping at the direction his eyes went. FUCK ! if he got that gun it would be OVER.

crawling on her hands and knees, hand outstretched and a forcefield went around the front of it, giving her just enough time to throw her knife at his face as a distraction to retrieve the gun.

laying on her back on the floor, gun was quickly reloaded, shooting rounds at him nervously and somehow missing him every time but giving his front door a polkadot makeover.

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someone's projecting a little bit ---- bucky gives a tsk in response , taking a step towards the gun . however the sound of her coat rubbing against his hardwood floors draws his attention back to her ; whipping his head as he collects herself .

the knife tossed at his face is caught as he dashes across the front of his flat , a trail of bullet holes scattering behind him . he dashes down his short hallways and slides , grabbing onto the doorframe and launching himself in his bedroom .

a breath interrupted by the sight of his manhood . he isn't always prepared for these kinds of things , more so in the undergarment department .