I Don't Know If I'm Worth All This

I've went by many names in the borrowed time I have left. The most notorious are Sergeant Barnes, Asset, and the Winter Soldier. You may call me James, unless you're one of the few that I won't beat your face in for calling me Bucky. Play nice and I will. (Mun is 25. I do not own this beautiful character, Marvel, or rights etc.)

[smirkingwinchester]

Like if I owe you or if you wanna do a thing & I can reply on my new blog! 

Thanks lovelies <3

[whatremainsbarnes]

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[whatremainsbarnes]

Moved

Hey all! You can now find me at the url: untamedtragedies. 

Buck is now joined with Bas, Elliot, and my other muses. you can find him here :) 

I thought it’d be easier combining my blogs into one to encourage more and less overwhelming activity on my part. 

Feel free to follow if you’d like to play with  my bbs. 

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[whatremainsbarnes]

“Hey, how many fingers am I holding up?”

A metal hand reached up- instinctively shielding the man’s eyes. He wasn’t sure where he was. All he knew was there was light- cruel, unyielding light. And someone was talking to him. 

He blinked- the Soldier trying to make sense of his surroundings. “Wh…what happened? Where am I?” 

[whatremainsbarnes]

Continued from (x) 

The joke was lost on him, though he nodded along. There was something she said...coffee. He’d heard of it before. Something told him he’d tried it before- that was something hot and bitter and what “normal” people partook in. 

“Where is here?” he asked- eyes not leaving her arm, or the lack thereof. He ignored the images threatening him- the ones of that would come time to time before the searing pain would take them away.

 “Was yours...taken from you too?” 

[lokigodof]

What was your muse’s first thought when they saw or met mine?

[sisterstextreylo]

That metal arm tho

[starbucky]

“I said I can’t move without a wind machine.” - Sebastian Stan

[meleedamage]

Old-timey Sarge tho. You feel me?

[steverogersnotebook]

I’ll take a piece of that action

[whatremainsbarnes]

"Hey- I don't think I can walk"

“Bel?” Gently, he looked the man over. “I’m going to get you some help, okay?” 

He wasn’t sure if he should move him or not. He didn’t know the extent of his injuries. “Do you think you could stand if I helped you?”

[whatremainsbarnes]

Continued from (x) 

Even with his enhanced abilities, he couldn’t move fast enough. He didn’t know how bad it was. But judging by the amount of blood lost, he wasn’t in a position to be taking any chances. 

He didn’t pay attention to the looks he must have gotten- carrying a grown, bleeding man into the emergency room. The metallic limb definitely wasn’t helping matters. “My friend here is losing a lot of blood and fast. Please. He needs some help.” 

[justbelieveinmee]

[infiniitywars-blog]

[lindseyhmu]

I hate how addicted I get to anything that makes me feel anything

(via burmous)

@redknighttonystark

[hayden-christensen-archive-blog]

[evanss-chris]

[folklorestv]

Everything Hydra put inside me is still there.

Bucky Barnes + fear

[chicklette]

Why tho? :’(

[whatremainsbarnes]

Continued from (x) 

Bucky nodded once at the suggestion. He was used to going without. That's how he'd made this far without falling prey into their hands. But if they were going to do this, he needed to be at his best. And so did the Captain.

"We should be good for a while," he answered. He pulled off on the next exit- blue eyes taking in the town that was much larger than the last. It was almost overwhelming- all the lights, buildings, and cars coming and going. Despite the extra eyes, this could work to their advantage. It was more ground to cover. And if there was one thing Hydra had taught him, it was hiding in plain sight.

"Let me know when you want to stop." Bucky kept his eyes on the road- glancing behind them every so often to check for any tails. "We'll need to ditch the truck before morning."

He wasn't sure why, but the silence was worrisome. Steve had been quiet for a while now. Though, given the circumstances and the hours spent on the road, perhaps it wasn't so unusual. It was ironic. How valuable this man was to him when not so long ago, he'd been on the brink of death by his hand.

Blue eyes shifted to the man beside him. “How’s your shoulder?” He seemed to be in better physical condition. However, he doubted the man would tell him if he wasn’t. He hadn’t seen any blood in a while. That was a good sign.

[imxthexhandler]

I’ve Got You

[Continued from here]

@whatremainsbarnes :

“Amelia?”

He thought this was the end. That they were going to break him down and turn him back into the monster they created. He wasn’t sure how long he’d been here. It was hard keeping track with whatever they were giving him. He wasn’t sure what was real.

“Is it really you?”

Amelia nodded, tears shimmering in her eyes. “Yes. Yes, it’s me,” she whispered to him, knelt down to be at eye level with him, gently touching his cheek. “It…” She was almost choked up with emotion. “We’re getting you out of here. I promise. You’re coming home, James.” She had come upon him in his chair, strapped in. She undid his restraints, gently placing a hand over his metal one. “Can you move?”

[whatremainsbarnes]

In that moment, he wanted to do nothing more than close the distance between them and kiss her. But even if he could budge, now wasn’t the time. 

“I should have known that you would come. You’re just like Steve. Ready to lay your life on the line for someone else.” 

Bucky stood- legs threatening to give out from his weight. Still, he nodded- metal gently squeezing hand. “Thank you. For not giving up on me. God knows you had every right to.”