#4gentwalker

[talvisoldat]

Barnes, you better stretch because this turkey isn’t the only thing getting stuffed tonight .

Bucky was quite sure he almost just died choking on his cereal from the comment John just made. "You couldn't find a worse way to say that?" He asked hoarsely as he somewhat caught his breath again. " I'm not complaining but, what the fuck John?"

[broarrow]

cont. ( x ) // @4gentwalker

( Contact: Discount Rogers )

[TXT]: oh you didn't block me, look at that [TXT]: so, what? you've multiple contacts in your phone under 'idiot' [TXT]: and you can't tell them all apart [TXT]: don't forget to list yourself in there [TXT]: one idiot to trump them all (you, in case you can't connect the dots)

[worldloved]

@4gentwalker gets a lil smth smth

He's not the type to bring his problems to the others, not since becoming their ad hoc team captain. Actually, no, not before that, either. He just doesn't bring his problems to anyone. So what if it's 2am and he's making a smoothie? The other super soldiers will only hear if they're awake, so—

Ah, fuck.

"Did I wake you up?" he asks, trying to sound like he doesn't care about the answer as John walks into the room.

[viteoublies]

CHAPTER INCOMING !!   PLOTTED STARTER requested / @4gentwalker

it’s a few steps until she pushes the door open, the scent of burnt coffee and disinfectant following her into the hallway. wanda’s hand swings at her side, paper cup dangling from her fingers, steam curling up and vanishing into the dim light above. the sound of the door closing feels heavier than it should — like leaving something behind she didn’t mean to bring in.

she offers a soft smile to the woman at the desk, a small nod of parting, before her gaze finds him waiting down the corridor. for a heartbeat, she only studies him — the way patience seems to settle around him like a shadow — and then she moves, heels clicking softly against the floor.

“ shall we pick up something to eat to go with the terrible coffee? ” she asks, tone light but weary, a flicker of humor curving her mouth. the cup lifts slightly as if in proof of its crime, her other hand brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. she doesn’t say it, but it’s there in the quiet: the need to make the world outside that room feel a little more human again.

[talvisoldat]

@4gentwalker get a slightly plotted thing

It was rare almost everyone was out of the house at the same time, well everyone but him and Walker at least. The quiet was almost relaxing in a sense..... Or perhaps it just was the half bottle of Asgardian liquor that they had downed. "Do you have to be chewing like a horse?" Bucky asked with a sigh as he picked out some of the chicken from his Chinese takeout while half paying attention to the fotball game going on on the tv. "What took you such time to get the takeout anyway?"

[coldleads]

Bucky I heard that your hair is insured for $1 million is that true? 

If there was a God, they were not kind, they were not caring, and they certainly believed in testing people. Cause why else would John Fuckface Walker keep showing up at his door and asking dumb questions? Buck's fingers bit into the metal of the door to his apartment as used his own frame to make a blockade to his living space. The movement was two fold, to make it even more glaringly apparent that Walker was not welcome here, and to keep Alpine from weaseling her way out the door. Even now he could hear her sniffing the air that had been introduced with the door's movement. Buck was trying to swallow down his loathing. Surely, one of these days Walker was going to come by with something of actual importance. Then again, Buck was probably just kidding himself with entertaining such thoughts. "And you came all the way out here to ask me that?" Alpine headbutted the back of his leg. The cat's contact was one of the few things in this miserable universe that was keeping him from reaching out and slamming John's head into the door to see what note would resonate from his cranium. "Fuck off John."

[coldleads]

When are you finally going to admit that, you actually like me ?

"I dunno where you got this inflated idea from."

It seemed nearly impossible that somebody could simply be so daft in reading a room, or he was just too ignorant for his own good. Somebody else with a degree in psychology could go digging around in that guy's head to figure it out. It wasn't going to be Buck. The only digging he was good at involved knives and impromptu lobotomies. "But it would wise for you to just drop it."

[honorarystripes]

@4gentwalker

"Alright, so you're the new me that people talk about? The new Captain that is...before Sam. Sort of? It's a little confusing, to be honest with you who comes first after me. Anyways, what I want you to know is I'm not going to judge you based on the opinions of others. I'm going to look at you for your own merits."