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[tvstucky]

sfw stucky and other marvel fanarts will be posted on my main and reblogged here!

nsfw / suggestive stuff will be solely posted here (and on ao3 once i figure out image hosting)

suggestive is tagged as #suggestive

nsfw is tagged as #nsft

[dastryz]

beeeee who you areeeeeeeeeee for your prideeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

sorry i haven't been here in a hot minute all ive been drawing is naked rivals men and tumblr would smite me :'(

[roartowrecks]

let them kiss

[shkav]

http://ofsparrows.tumblr.com/

[yaahoooo-deactivated20210810]

“Я готов отвечать”

i was thinking about the first years of brainwashing BUT i’ve spent an embarrassing amount of time doing this shit. so im not even gonna look at it twice. im just gonna go eat cereals now

[rayrayhaywire]

Steve "I have two two left feet" Rogers and Bucky "I'll die again before I give up on teaching you how to dance" Barnes. It's a battle of two stubborn idiots

It's a random day on a random week when Bucky takes Steve's hands, not even giving him a chance to protest before starting

"If I was going to hit you right here, where would you put your feet to dodge?"

Confused but demonstrating regardless, Steve is left to follow instructions

"I'm hit, I'm falling this way, where are you going to put your hand to hold me up?"

Steve holding Bucky by the waist and shoulder to sway him to the side

"A bullet is coming this way, hold my had get me out of the way."

Steve holding Bucky's hand and pulling him close while Bucky twirls and wraps Steve arm around himself. By then Steve's confusion is giving way to a smile as he holds Bucky

"The floor is filled with traps and they're going to come out of here, here, here, and here. Dodge them in order."

"We're holding hands but something is gonna hit. Step back to let it shoot through between us, then pull me back in."

"I'm pulling a knife on you, take my hand to stop me and redirect it this way."

"Pull your legs like you're going to kick here. Yeah, like that."

"Dip back, then step forward like you're avoiding falling off the edge."

"Okay, hold my waist ike I'm fainting and you're keeping me up. Yeah, yeah, dipping."

And before Steve knows it, in the course of a week and a half, he's dancing like he's born to do it and having an UNBELIEVABLE amount of fun doing it

And now Steve is the one putting the music on and pulling Bucky up to dance in the middle of the living room while both of them laugh like they haven't had in the last 80 years

[sexy-people-contests-2026]

Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Round 2 Part 7

Papyrus (Undertale)

Bucky Barnes (Marvel)

Westley (The Princess Bride)

Voting ended onJun 15

[televisionsclera]

DO NOT RE-FREEZE

color palette inspired by this piece by theforestknows!

isolated under the cut

[doveywovy]

unfortunately i do think its really funny to approach "bucky views himself as a living weapon and not a person" with, instead of a tactful and emotionally complex deeply supportive steve trying to reassure him he is a person, he is more than he was made to do-instead steve goes hrgh can you put that out on me pleaspelapealpeaspleas

bucky says i am nothing but a gun & steve goes nice, ive always wanted to get fucked by a gun.

and its even funnier if this works way better than the therapy option. bucky doesn't hate himself bc he might be an object but hes an object with a useful nonviolent purpose. he doesn't have to rebuild his entire worldview and sense of self he just gets to have sex and be happy and make steve happy. deconstruction of self #hacked

[talesofhestia]

Recently, I've seen some posts suggesting that Sarah probably didn't speak Gaeilge (Irish name for the Irish language), so Steve likely didn't either unless he learned it in the 21st century as a way to honor his mother's culture. While this idea might be accurate, we don't know for sure where in Ireland Sarah and Joseph Rogers were from. We only know that they came from Ireland. Most of us have assumed Dublin, which I like for Joseph. For Sarah, however, I usually have a different idea in mind.

In my headcanon, which I use to establish that Sarah speaks Gaeilge, she was born and raised on one of the Aran Islands as Sorcha—she chose the nickname Sarah later on, perhaps when traveling to the mainland of Ireland, or when metting Joseph, or when emigrating to the United States. Now, why the Aran Islands? First, they're truly beautiful and fit perfectly with my image of Sarah's childhood and how her personality was formed. Second, as far as I've researched, the Aran Islands are a good way to explain why Sarah speaks Gaeilge without losing historical credibility (not that your fic can't be historically inaccurate, but if you want it to be accurate — or as close as possible —, this is a good option). The Aran Islands are a Gaeltacht (an area where the Irish government recognizes Gaeilge as the predominant vernacular — this grants the language official status as the medium of all official services, including education). In fact, until the late 20th century, an unusually high rate of Gaeilge monolingualism was observed among older inhabitants, largely due to the isolating nature of traditional trades and the islands' isolation from mainland Ireland throughout history.

Now, the question is whether Sarah would have taught Steve Gaeilge or not — everyone can make up their own mind about that and consider the reasons behind her decision. My personal headcanon is that Steve learnt to speak, read and write Gaeilge, but Sarah taught him that he should only speak it with trusted people in trusted places. It should also be noted that the Irish language spoken by Steve would not have been exactly the same as that spoken in the 21st century.

Other related headcanons: • If Sarah was a nickname she chose — partly to avoid mispronunciation of her name and partly because Sorcha is the Irish version of Sarah — then Ian (Sarah's father and Steve's grandfather) was a nickname for Lasairian. • Sarah gave Steve an Irish name. Not legally, perhaps, but definitely in the privacy of their home. I always waver between two names, depending on the fic and the context: Stiofán, the Irish equivalent of Steve, or Saoirse, because all Sarah would want for her son is freedom, happiness, and a kinder world.

[televisionsclera]

i imagine post-catws bucky is super averse to touching steve with his metal arm, afraid of tainting him with the weapon that took so many lives. eventually steve can't stand it any longer and presses his cold palm to his chest, saying, "you're not gonna hurt me."

[buckybuns]

just need to get closer- closer- lean on me now, lean on me now

for my steve.

[capibuck]

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[rayrayhaywire]

Bucky being held in a special institution during his recovery after Catws (bc he didn't run away haha what are you talking about HAHA civil war isn't real)

He just walks around soullesly, scaring the fuck out of everyone around him like he's just gonna snap and start breaking everyone's necks, but of course he doesn't

He never makes a scene during his daily check ups and always follows orders with a blank expression

He even soothes his nurses doctors caretakers and everyone "it's okay, you don't need to be scared" no matter how little it works

Of course he doesn't have his arm, it's confiscated and is being worked on. Even if he was scared to get it removed at first, he reluctantly got used to it, not minding the balance issues he started having with one very heavy arm gone

No one is allowed to see him for months, beyond the live cctv footage that's shown to Steve because he looked like he would start a fight if he was kept away from Bucky any longer. But Bucky doesn't see anyone who didn't work there

He's quite, eats his food even if he sometimes throws it up, takes his IV vits, meds, doesn't make a ruckus while getting his blood drawn for tests beyond some pathetic sounding whimpers, goes to bed when it's lights out even if he doesn't sleep, sometimes people find him randomly staring at a wall like there's something there they can't see (his later psychosis diagnosis had helped with that), sometimes wakes up screaming in the middle of the night, sometimes he cries silently in his room without bothering anyone, sometimes nurses catch him pulling his hair out muttering to himself, found scratching his abdomen and legs to the point of bleeding

But overall, he's a model patient in terms of obedience like a good little soldier

Although, no one thinks he's making progress. He's like a zombie, a living ghost, a shell of a person going through the motions on autopilot and living only inside his head. He's only attacked people twice in the past five months, and those where when he was under extreme stress and was overwhelmed from the sheer amount of people crowding around him, talking all at once, and trying to prod him. Nurses, though scared as hell, didn't really blame him for those, considering his past with experimentation. No one thinks he's going to get better, until five months later he's allowed visitation for the first time due to his good behavior, minus the two incidents, because he didn't truly harm anyone besides pushing them away to try and get out

His visitor is, of course none other than Steve, who was about to start a fight at this point to see Bucky. He's been away enough, he HAS to see him

When Bucky is brought out of his room with the knowledge of having someone who's there to see him, he, as usual, doesn't think of anything before following the caretaker out of the room

Steve is tapping his feet anxiously waiting for Bucky in the visitation room (because when someone dared telling it's better if he saw him through a glass, he almost yelled and started a fight. Face to face it is). The door opens, and Bucky walks in with a lifeless look on his face, eyes fixed down on his own feet before the caretaker nudges his arm lightly to alert him that they're here. Bucky looks up, meeting Steve's eyes and his tight, hopeful smile. He's frozen there for a second before he's charging towards him. Everyone panics, running towards him to hopefully pull him back, hold him down, and sedate him before he can do anything. They only stop because Steve yells them to do so

He steps forward just in time when Bucky jumps towards Steve, seeing his eyes filled to the brim with tears before Steve catches him to hug him tightly. Bucky wraps his arms, well, arm around Steve and instantly starts to sob against the shoulder he buried his face in.

"Stevie, I missed you so much. Where have you been?"

Steve is crying with a huge smile on his face, holding Bucky in a grip that would make any other person's ribs ache, or possibly even crack, but Bucky can take it.

"I'm so sorry, Buck. I'm here now. I'm not going anywhere."

They stay slumped on the floor in each other's arm, crying for at least 15 minutes before they calm down enough to pull back. Not entirely, just enough to look at each other. Steve is peppering that pale, dead looking, yet still handsome face with light kisses, pecking the tears on his cheeks away while Bucky laughs through violent sobs, letting the affection in with closed eyes

And that's when everyone watching goes ah, no more doubt in it, so he is human after all

Steve visits everyday after that, missing only a few times for mission, be be always let's Bucky know beforehand, and calling him (Bucky is allowed a cordless landline now! Yay!) to chat and reassure him that he's still alive and well and missing Bucky

The real improvement starts after that. Bucky starts acting, well, human. He's talking, he's looking around and not through, he's enjoying his food, thanking his caretakers, asking how their day have been, asking when is Steve coming over again

He's not better, per se, still thoroughly fucked up and stressed and easily overwhelmed and riddled with nightmares and episodes and flashbacks and headaches from restoring his fractured memory and battling literally everything else he's been through for the past 7 decades, but, he's getting there. He's trying, he wants to get better, and that's all there is to it, isn't it? No one was expecting him to get better overnight, but they were expecting him to try. And he hadn't been until now, that was the problem

Now, there's life again. There's enjoyment again. There tomorrow to look forward to again. And it just gets better and better every time he sees Steve walk through that visitation room door, or sometimes even in the gardens where he's allowed now. They color, listen to music, dance (Steve tries), sunbathe, stretch on the grass to make sure Bucky moves around, Steve combs and braids Bucky's hair, snack on the things Steve brings Bucky, Steve tells him about the modern movies he watched, about his friends and the tower and how he's already preparing a room for Bucky for when he comes home.

Home, Bucky thinks. It's not technically his home, but he doesn't care. Home is where he has Steve in his arms. It can take months, years, or another seven decades, but Bucky is willing to try now. To get better, to feel better, to heal, to love. Not because he thinks he deserves it, but because he believes Steve when he says Bucky deserves it.

[winter103x]

he's so extra why did he do allat

[televisionsclera]

i got tired of looking at the one with the ken doll smoothness and also i think it got shadowbanned so i slapped some boxers on there 💖

[thehauntedghost]

Thinking so hard about Steve being asked to throw first pitch at a Dodgers game. Steve is hesitant because he still hasn't quite adjusted to the whole LA thing, but he agrees anyway, much to the joy of the people in charge of his reaclimation to society. People REPEATEDLY explaining to Steve that its a ceremonial thing, please dont lob thr ball as fast as you can Steve, please god. Steve's just elated to have the opportunity to pitch at a real ball game.

Anyway I think day of Steve pinky promises to not throw the ball at full strength. He does not want to injure any of the players after all. :) I think he gets a jersey with the Brooklyn B embroidered it and I think he gets a bit emotional about it.

He doesn't tell anyone baseball was always Bucky's thing. Steve was always perfectly happy to sit on the bench(the stairs at the Johnson's front porch) and watch Bucky play, running and jumping as hard as his little kid legs could take him. He doesn't bother telling the story of how Bucky nearly cried when he got the letter from home that his baby sister was playing for the All-American Girls League. He keeps all those stories tucked in his back pocket. No one would listen, anyhow. They want Captain America.

And as Steve takes to the mound and looks around at the people in the stands, all he can think is how Bucky should have been here, too.