#dog coded bucky

[dudesinuniforms]

big doggy requires your attention

[thethoughtfulcowboy15]

First edit of the new year!! I know it’s kinda long but I think this song is lowkey perfect for them.

[gramaphonejammin]

Dog-coded Bucky really comes full circle when Gale dances with Meatball. If ever confronted, I don’t think Bucky could ever deny the allegations of acting like Gale’s loyal dog. John is always at Gale’s heel and searching for affection. And then during that dance he’s looking at Gale with such love in his eyes and it’s at that moment he wishes he could be that dog.

[goldthorn-archive]

"Such a good little pup, aren't you?" - I think we all know who the pup is 😉

prompts / safe to assume this is a clegan request and Gale’s talking to John so:

John’s head has been so crowded today, so full of noise. He usually puts up a bit of a fight when Gale drags him off to a corner somewhere, just for a bit of fun, just to be a brat, but tonight he goes easy when Gale steers him by the shoulder to the equipment hut. John waits silently as Gale locks the door, and between that and the ease at which Gale got him here, he knows John needs this. 

Gale presses up into John’s space, crowding him against the shelves. There’s nowhere for John to go but down, and his mind quiets a little at the realisation. Gale’s doing a good job of bracketing him in, and John feels himself sinking to the ground. He looks up and Gale is gazing at him adoringly, in a way that makes John’s heart stutter. He feels warm all over, heart thumping, cheeks beginning to burn. Gale’s gaze is too much, so John hides his face in Gale’s thigh, rubbing along the stiff army cotton. He closes his eyes, tries to focus only on the texture and heat below his cheek. He feels the hat on his head being removed, a hand in his hair. His mind is quiet, finally. The hand pulls a little, and it sends little zings of pain scurrying across his scalp. John hears a whine, thinks it might come from his own throat, and he lets the hand in his hair guide him, turns his face back up to look at Gale. 

“Such a good pup, aren’t you?” Gale says, and John knows it’s not really a question, he doesn’t really need to answer. His tongue is heavy in his mouth anyway, he couldn’t have answered even if he was supposed to. “Just needed to be on your knees for a bit, hmm?” Gale’s prodding him, he can tell, but his eyes are slipping shut and he moves back to nuzzle Gale’s leg. Warm, quiet, safe. At least for a little while. 

[c-goldthorn]

everything is about them

[headfullmanythots]

give me bucky who loves like a dog. bucky who might as well have a tag wagging behind him every time gale so as looks at him. bucky who trails gale’s every movement, watches for an opportunity to slip beside gale, to snake an arm over his shoulders, cup gale’s jaw with his hand. give me bucky who cracks a joke, but only watches for gale’s reaction. bucky that pouts at gale until he cracks a smirk at bucky’s (frankly, bad) jokes. give me bucky who absolutely melts at gale’s praise. bucky, who’s never been shy a day in his life, glows tomato red when gale nudges his shoulder and whispers well done into his ear. bucky who knows he’s rotten, knows he has his vices, but tries so hard to be a better man for gale. give me bucky leaning into gale’s scarce touches, crowding him on the sidewalk til their sides bump with every step, hanging onto gale’s every word like it’s gospel. give me a bucky who finds absolution in gale. 

[c-goldthorn]

oh no i’ve got another clegan song

[gramaphonejammin]

For those of you who don’t have TikTok I have like 100 MOTA edits saved and this one in particular has been living in my brain for a bit…perfect Mitski song for Clegan…