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* plotting call. like this post and i’ll crash ur ims then not feel weird about it !
all of this could’ve been AVOIDED had everyone in bucky’s life not been busy -- - but, no. unlike himself, most people have regular jobs and a hundred other obligations and can’t just grab a couple of drinks on a tuesday night. bucky’s sitting on a dirty curb. it’s FOUR in the MORNING. and oh -- - he’s got no shoes or socks. just his bare-ass feet on the shiny, grime-ridden asphalt. he’s not entirely sure how he’d lost them or when or even where, but all he knows is that it certainly isn’t pleasant. dialing helen is accomplished with a stroke of dumb, drunken luck, and so far, it’s probably been the BEST damn decision he’s made all night.
❛ hey -- - uh. you busy ? or . . . awake ? because i am and ‘ts not like ‘m lost or anything, but ‘ve got no shoes, helen. ‘ve got no shoes. ❜
for @brilliancemade !
flwerpower !
“ sorry for getting all jumpy, but there was a murder, like, last week, and i’m really not too keen on being out of my apartment for too long. i mean, brooklyn’s never been that safe … ”
❛ a murder, huh ? was it -- - ❜ his nose wrinkles. ❛ grizzly ? . . . well, i doubt either of us have anything to worry about, anywho. ❜ and then he bites back comment that would otherwise make him sound like an old man.
* headcanon. the entire goddamn world bucky knew has already sailed its course. all his family is dead. most all his main haunts -- - the corner stores, the dance halls, the bars -- - are gone. his old apartment building still stands, by some miracle, but the monthly rent is unreal. and it all just really fucking blows, okay. but, no matter how much it hurts, bucky hasn’t opened up to single soul about it. he’s done what he’s always had to do : grit his teeth, carry the fuck on, and put on a big, no-care-in-the-world smile for good measure. bucky was twelve when the stock market tanked on black tuesday. sixteen when fdr rolled in the new deal. twenty-four during the pearl harbor attack. there has always been work to done, mouths to be fed, people to care for and to bucky, all of that shit takes precedent over any personal turmoil he’s going through -- - because hey, at least he’s still breathing. so if he spends his quiet moments on the ‘ c ‘ train mulling over the life that could’ve -- - should’ve been his, or wastes his nights basking in the glow of lights pouring into his room and hoping this is all a cruel dream he’ll wake up from -- - then. well. to him, that ain’t anyone’s business, but his own.
A cigarette that bears a lipstick’s traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things remind me of you
ALLOW ME TO SET THE STAGE, FOLKS -- - bucky barnes hangs over the edge of seemingly imminent death in austria, 1943. as he reaches for the outstretched hand of steve rogers the bar in his grip comes loose and all the wind swallows his scream as he plummets into the mountain range. then when zola gets his grubby fucking hands on bucky he’s still got both his arms and puts up the meanest fight once he comes to. so zola thinks, ❛ shit -- - i got like, a boat load of other POWs to experiment on. ❜ so he just sticks him in cryo. SEVENTY-FOUR YEARS LATER -- - and ya boy is just sitting in some tiny ass hydra base nestled in the alps like that mac ‘n cheese you’ve had in your freezer since 2007. so it takes, like, forever for authorities to find this lab and they’re pretty fucking shook with what they find.
LIKE or REBLOG if ya wanna interact with a canon divergent, mcu-based BUCKY BARNES !
stcrknaked !
❛ another man in the ice, huh ? ❜ with a slow breath, he runs a hand through his hair. STEVE may be the avengers ❛ leader ❜ but somehow, some way, anthony stark is nearly always the one sent to deal with the more . . . tedious ( read: awkward ) situations. no clue what’s expected of him, he enters the room with hardly concealed apprehension.
❛ sure you were probably expecting your buddy so you could have a lil’ sleepover and all, but you’ll have to deal withme painting your nails instead. ❜
the past few days have been . . . TUMULTUOUS to say the least, and bucky’s main strategy preventing him from simply buckling beneath the weight of it all is to just nod and smile and for the love of god NOT think about anything too hard ( especially the fact that steve is here -- - as in, the future -- - too, but not here ). and that’s how he’s very easily passed along like some sort of stray cat no one has a damn clue what to do with.
❛ all these nice folks in lab coats tell me you’re howard’s boy ? and for the record, i’ve been expecting flying cars and robot companions, pal. SO you gonna fill me in on all the latest gossip too ? ❜
jctuneyes ! + @brilliancemade !
damn, how he wishes he were productive. on days without clients, without their tedious stories to drag him through the day, loki finds it remarkably hard to even remove his blankets. five more minutes, he tells himself. an hour. TWO. five more minutes ; truly a mantra without purpose.
after silencing his internal alarm clock for the seventh time, he hears the shower start up. shit, someone’s beaten him to it. as they usually do. it’s undoubtedly bucky, he notes, as it’s still too early for helen to have emerged from the cave she refers to as a bedroom. that gives him some time, approximately ten minutes, before she exhausts the rest of the day soaking in her knock-off bath bombs.
suddenly, it’s quiet ; the water having shut off and the countdown beginning. scrambling for ( what he believes to be ) clean clothes, loki summons all his energy into racing down the hall. NAILED IT, he praises himself, opening the door with a small voice in the back of his head telling him to take his sweet ass time to see how she likes it——
unfortunately, the silence returns, both internally and out, when he realizes his timing was a little off. for standing there in newly cleansed glory is good ol’ james barnes. fresh, glowing and most certainly not wearing a single piece of clothing. loki is uncharacteristically silent for a moment before taking a deep breath and turning away. he can almost hear bucky pleading him not to, but has loki ever been one to take orders ??
❛ HELEN ! IT’S HAPPENED.❜
bucky’s morning has been uncharacteristically QUIET so far. the stillness of the apartment he’d woken up to had come to a surprise to him, and it almost felt wrong not to hear loki and helen’s antics outside his door. he figures his thanks is due to that fact that it’s loki’s day off and that helen . . . well, he’s not entirely sure what she’d been up to the night before to be sleeping like the dead.
as he fixes himself a bowl of oatmeal ( from one of those quaker oats packets you stick into the microwave because bucky barnes can’t be bothered with boiling his own oats, apparently ) he takes stock of their fridge and pantry situation. it’s ALWAYS pretty sad -- - bucky’s never been a great cook, even when he had both of his arms, and helen’s a pre-med student for christ’s sake -- - but right now it’s especially tragic. bucky tells himself he’ll badger either of his roommates into a trip to the grocery store with him later.
he eats his oatmeal with his bowl on the window sill while watching the street below carry on its morning bustle. then, for possibly the FIRST TIME since he’s moved in, bucky doesn’t need to wait on anyone in the bathroom so he waltzes right in and starts up the shower.
once bucky switches off the faucet there’s steam sticking to the mirror and drifting toward the ceiling. it’s as he’s humming ‘ mack the knife ’ , arm outstretched for the towel rack, that the door cracks open. there’s a BEAT of silence -- - no, scratch that -- - SEVERAL BEATS of silence that bucky just sort of stares at loki who’s staring back. and bucky just knows what his roommate’s about to do so he shoots him a look. then, loki does exactly what he’d hoped he wouldn’t.
❛ nope. FALSE ALARM, helen -- - ❜ as he hollers in vain he's fixing the towel around his waist. water drips from the ends of his hair.
Howling Commandos Bucky.
001 : JBB AESTHETICS !
❝ i’m a sucker for a broken nose. sleepy eyes and roman toes. slim hips and a big strong smile. soft lips and a style that’s kinda wild. he’s been around the block and back again, lived to tell a tale or two. not what you call a perfect gentleman, but he’s got a heart that’s true. —- broken nose, catherine russell
jctuneyes !
it’s with an air of lethargy the young god removes a bud from his ear. he twists the wire around his middle finger, the soft beat of alternative drums drifting in and out. head cocked to the side and lips curved in almost wicked amusement, he doesn’t bother to lift his gaze.
❛ what is it this time ? ❜ he asks, but leaves no time for a response. ❛ did someone try to show you the HELL-HOLE that is twitter—-no, wait. ❜ now he sits a little straighter, finally turning mischievous green eyes on the man. ❛ are you wondering what a MEME is, or would you rather debate the pronunciation of gif ? in my opinion, it’s a hard g. ❜
bucky resists the urge to roll his eyes because really, what else was he expecting from the kid ? CERTAINLY not a proper hello or how are you. although that very well may be the reason he likes hanging around him so much. that and he’s got seventy-four years of catching up with the world to do, and so far, despite all the sarcasm, loki’s been good help with that.
❛ twitter ? that’s like uh — - ❜ loki would probably laugh at him for using the words social media so he fishes for something else. ❛ the same sorta thing instagram is, right ? ❜ that isn’t quite the question he wants answered though so he doesn’t give loki the time to answer it. ❛ ANYWHO, no to all of that. i need you to tell me what the hell is up with STAR WARS. ❜
Bucky Barnes in Captain America: The First Avenger (2011)
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