I don't know who the artist is, and invite anyone who knows to please enlighten me.
It goes perfectly with a lovely work by:
@voxofthevoid
realities that kept the music silent, the dreams in a box
https://archiveofourown.org/works/36321688
Snippet:
They remind him of Thor, but the air doesn’t have the electric weight that always accompanies the alien god’s presence. For some reason, Bucky's certain that they know he's here, aware of Bucky's presence as keenly as he is of theirs.
The silence between them writhes.
It takes Bucky a long time to find his voice.
"This is private property."
They jolt like Bucky stuck a knife in their back. "No," comes a familiar voice. “It can’t be.”
Bucky stumbles back, gun dropping from his weakened fingers. His knees almost buckle, and it’s sheer willpower that keeps him on his feet.
The man in the lake turns around.
He thought, earlier, about strange men with his Steve’s face, his smile, but he was wrong. This man looks nothing like Bucky’s Steve. His face is as scarred as the rest of his body, and he looks older, harder—it’s there in the eyes, a look that’s familiar but alien where it peers out from behind that beloved shade of blue.
And god, the hair. It’s longer than even Bucky’s ever was.
This man couldn’t be further from Bucky’s Steve if he tried and yet—
It’s Steve.
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Teen and up
Planet Hulk
Planet Earth
Post Endgame (and a great FU to that film!)
Battleworld
Devil Dinosaur
Lost loves