#bucky rambles

[invader-bucky]

i have abandoned this account so bad all cause im insanely hyperfixated on hockey and i cant escape

[official-buckybarnes]

No more "I'm broody and emotionally closed off." Embrace "I have absolutely no idea how normal human interaction works anymore, but I'm committed to faking it." Look, I went from 1940s Brooklyn, where flirting was just saying "hiya, doll" and holding a door open, to being a brainwashed assassin for 70 years, where the closest thing I had to socialization was getting ordered to kill someone. My social skills? Absolutely wrecked. I have two modes: talking like I’m reading off a military report or sounding like a 100-year-old man who still thinks "pal" is peak casual slang. No in-between.

I hear kids say “that slaps” and I assume someone got hit. Someone told me to “touch grass” and I thought it was some new therapy technique. I tried to make a joke once, and Sam stared at me like I’d grown a second metal arm. I watched a single YouTube video and now I think I know how to do literally anything.

"I can fix that sink, Sam. I watched a guy do it in five minutes. Looked easy."

It was not easy.

Modern technology? I just roll with it. If you showed me a hologram or a robot dog, I'd just nod and go, "Yeah, seems about right." I watched tech evolve from the inside of a Hydra lab, so my timeline for what should exist is absolutely fried. You could tell me people are teleporting now, and I'd just be like, "Yeah, that checks out." But then someone hands me a TV remote with too many buttons, and I stare at it like it’s alien technology.

Emotes? Probably government tracking devices. Streaming services? Sounds like something SHIELD would've used to monitor civilians. Smart fridges? Why? Just let the fridge be a fridge. But the thing that really gets me? Inflation.

“A coffee is HOW MUCH? You're lying. You're LYING."

I used to buy a whole meal for a quarter. Now I need a small loan just to get a sandwich. Sam keeps telling me to stop reacting out loud, but how am I supposed to just accept this? I swear I saw a teenager pay for something with their phone the other day, and I nearly had a crisis.

Oh, and don’t even get me started on the names of food now. The first time I saw something called a “Moons Over My Hammy,” I ordered it just because I had to know what the hell it was. Turns out, it’s just a sandwich. A normal sandwich with a name that sounds like a bad joke. And yet, I keep ordering things like that because—what else am I supposed to do?

Look, I’m trying, okay? But every time I think I’ve got it figured out, someone introduces me to something even weirder. I just nod, say “Oh, neat. Future stuff,” and pray no one notices I have no clue what’s going on.

[multi-fanforever]

I'm not okay seeing Eddie pissed, Buck rescuing a beagle and then having to give it up, and the Eddie goodbye hugs!

[nebulapaws]

I apologize to all my followers who cannot see my Tony the Tiger posts, truly terrible.

[imbuckybarnes2]

Do not eat 20 plums in one sitting. Bathroom problems will occur.

Bucky Barnes

[invader-bucky]

hockey hyperfixation lowkey ruining my life but like it's okay haha. i love my boston bruins and my pittsburgh penguins haha

[invader-bucky]

kinda chuckwill & bartleki pilled again thanks to the whole mattfleck resurgence but i also have college to worry about. and my recent fixation on hockey has been Awful i cant escape

[multi-fanforever]

We've seen and watched Fight Club Eddie, but my mind has been kind of stuck in season 3 for awhile now and.. I've been thinking.. what if.. WHAT IF instead of it just being Eddie, we also have Fight Club Buck? And I know, I know. Sounds out of place, doesn't sound like Buck, but I've been thinking about the lawsuit plot a lot. Of the pain and the regret and the guilt Buck felt because of what he told the lawyer. And.. as sweet and caring and kind as Buck is, I can see it slowly becoming an anger. Anger at his "lawyer" for revealing everything that he did, anger at himself for his naiveness and his impulsive decision. And a little bit of anger at his friends for not supporting him. Not a lot mind you, but its enough. And I can see his impulsive nature getting in the way of any rationality in this moment and him just.. doing. So, unknowningly to everyone, he too joins the underground Fight Club. Gets hurt, throws punches, beats out his anger that ends up leaving him numb afterwards. And it all comes to head one night, where instead of a random person we swap in Buck on the night where Eddie almost kills a guy. And this is where the anger becomes a blinding rage for Buck. Eddie, his bestfriend is endangering himself in this very arena he finds himself in. And.. so they fight it out, grunting, growling, hurting eachother while in ways they never have before, also questioning what the hell the other was even doing here? Why they were even here? WHAT the fuck was wrong with the other to endanger themselves so because Christopher couldn't lose both of them? And.. maybe just maybe this is the wake up call both of them needs, where they pull themselves out of their anger, out of their emotions and finally leave behind this hellhole of a fight club and go back to how things were before.