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tweet meme: steve rogers edition

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steve rogers is the sassiest bitch in the mcu

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bucky in “the art of civil war” (½)

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every stevebucky scene: 22/?

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December Stucky Day 11: Ticket Home

Bucky was excited. He’d been out on deployment for over four months, and he was finally granted leave to go home for the holidays. Now Bucky being who he is, didn't tell Steve. Of course, he told his mom, who probably told his whole family, but he made her promise not to tell Steve. He wanted to surprise him. He had a whole plan. He was going to call Steve the minute he got to the house and say he had a minute to spare and chat, then when his mom gave him the signal through the window, Bucky would walk in and surprise Steve. It was the perfect plan of attack, and Steve was gonna be so happy.

The Minute Bucky was out of the airport, he texted his mom to put his plan in action. He grabbed a cab and checked how he looked in his phone camera. Not too shabby for traveling over 16 hours, if he had to say so himself.  He adjusted his hat, leaned back, and closed his eyes, relaxing into the seat. By the time his brain came back online and he reopened his eyes, he realized he only had a few more minutes before he could see his boyfriend again. His excitement took hold of him once again and he started to fidget in his seat. Mere seconds later his house came into view. It was showtime.

The minute the cab stopped, he paid the driver and snuck up to crouch in front of the window looking into his living room. A quick peek revealed his mother was doing exactly as Bucky had asked. She was distracting Steve by helping him bake sugar cookies for the family Holiday party coming up in the next few days. This was perfect. It was time to give his mom the signal. He picked up a small pebble and threw it at the window while crouched out of sight. He heard the ping of the pebble and then Steve’s worried protests. Winnie immediately calmed him down, Bucky couldn’t hear exactly what was being said, but figured now was as good a time as any to enter. He walked to the front door and took one final deep breath before pushing the door open and entering. The sound of the door shutting echoes throughout the house.

“Hello?? Who’s here?” Bucky could hear Steve ask from the kitchen. When there was no reply Steve spoke again.

“Win, were you expecting anyone?”

Bucky could hear two sets of footsteps getting closer to the main entrance and stood at attention.

“Well, now that you mention it, yes Stevie dear I was, did I not tell you?” Bucky mother replied coyly. Bucky used everything in him not to snigger at the smug tone.

“No Winnie, you did not, and I would have appreciated the heads up. The house is a mess and not nearly ready to host-” Bucky smiled as Steve rounded the corner and abruptly cut off the end of his sentence. Steve was still frozen in shock when Bucky finally decided to break attention and speak.

“Hey Stevie, Merry Christmas,” Bucky’s voice seemed to trigger something in Steve and Bucky could barely get out the world Christmas before Steve was lunging at him and capturing Bucky in the tightest bear hug he’d ever been in.

“Oh my god! Oh my God!! Bucky...how...you're really home!!” Steve said emphatically, burying his face into Bucky neck.

“Yea baby, I’m really home, a whole two months,” Bucky replied softly, squeezing Steve as close to himself as humanly possible. He gave a quick wink to his mom, who he now saw had her iPhone out and was recording the whole exchange. Great, he’d be able to watch this later on Youtube, he was sure of it. Suddenly Steve pushed away from Bucky and turned to his mother.

“YOU! You knew?! Winnie how could you keep this from me, I can’t believe you!” Steve’s tone suggested he was aiming for righteous anger, but the tears tracking down his face showed his true feelings of joy.

“Bucky asked me too, and I thought it would be sweet for him to surprise you. Don’t get righteous at me Rogers, you know I love a good reunion.” Winnie replied, holding her hands up in surrender.

“Anywho, now that my job here is done, I'll let you two...reacquaint yourselves hm?”

Winnie snickered to herself as she grabbed her coat and pushed passed both men, pausing to quickly give each a pat and kiss on the cheek. Once Winnie had disappeared, Steve was on him like a lion on its prey. Bucky had to say, he wasn’t complaining, and he was damn glad he came home for the Holidays.

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*kisses u on the cheek* good work boo thx for writing such good drabbles everyday

Aweeee thank you!

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Steve (A4) - 2018

Steve, inspired by the Avengers Endgame trailer. Not very original but I couldn’t NOT draw this ^^

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December Stucky Day 10: Family

Christmas was a time of sorrow for Steve, had been for years. He had no one to celebrate with since coming out of the ice, and every year he seemed to sink deeper and deeper into depression. All around his were happy couples and families celebrating all their blessings. 

Steve had nothing to celebrate, and no one to celebrate with. Some people, mainly Natasha, would argue he should celebrate being alive, but Steve had no idea how to convince her that sometimes, he wishes he were not.

That was then, but this is now. Christmas had meaning again, he had people he called family again, for the first time in ages. Bucky was back, and free of all mind control, Nat was here, as was Clint and Tony. Even Bruce and Thor showed up. For the first time in a very long time, Steve felt at peace. At the moment, Bucky was in the kitchen trying to cook the Christmas ham with the help of both Natasha and Bruce. From the inaudible arguing, Steve guessed it wasn't going great. He just hoped he had something edible to eat when the time came, as he skipped lunch and was starving already. 

Another sweep of the apartment showed him that Tony was arguing with Thor about the chemical compounds of Asgardian mead and why it affected super soldiers. Steve didn’t want to know the details, he just wanted to drink it and feel the effects. The only person left that he couldn't see was Clint, although he assumed he was probably taking a nap somewhere in Steve’s vent’s and would show up whenever dinner was ready.  For now, Steve was content to sit on his couch, drink his mead, and listen to his family talk away the holidays.

It had been forever since Steve could just relax, and he was basking in it. No missions, no one depending on him to be someone he’s not, It was perfect.

“You ok in there Stevie? Not getting sleepy already are ya?” Bucky called out. Steve smiled and shook his head.

“Nah, Just… enjoying the moment I guess,” Steve replied.

“You're a sap, now scoot over, I've been kicked outta the kitchen for not being agreeable, according to Nat!” Bucky said, a hint of playful offendedness seeping into his tone.

“Oh hush Barnes!” nat replied

“You were using way too many cloves and I wanted to still be able to taste the honey bourbon glaze,”

“No such thing as too many cloves in a ham Nat!” Bucky yelled back. Nat groaned frustratedly and Bucky laughed, finally plopping down next to Steve on the couch, placing his head on Steve’s shoulder affectionately. A few minutes had passed in a comfortable silence when Steve spoke up.

“This is a really great Christmas, you know that Buck?”

“It really has been huh? Been a long time since either of us had anywhere to call home, let alone people we could call family,”.

And there it was, Steve knew Bucky would understand, knew he would relate to that feeling of finally being at peace, finally feeling complete.

“Yea...we're home Buck,” Steve smiled down at Bucky, for once feeling genuine joy.

“Yea Stevie, we are,” Bucky replied, bringing Steve’s hand to his lips and leaving a warm lingering kiss. Steve was gonna be okay this year, after all, he had everything he ever dreamed of right here.

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Christmas Mistletoe.

Reblog and see who leaves you a kiss in your ask box. ;)

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Let’s remember that Bucky Barnes without Steve Rogers was the kid who befriended a small sickly boy looked down on and picked on by everyone else without caring what anyone thought.

Bucky Barnes without Steve Rogers was a smart, bright, likable young man who enjoyed going to dance halls and science fairs.

Bucky Barnes without Steve Rogers earned the respect, friendship, and loyalty of his soldiers to such an extent that when a stranger in spangly tights saves their lives only to ask them to follow him back into the fray, they agree because this guy’s nuts but he’s got Sarge’s seal of approval.

Bucky Barnes without Steve Rogers withstood years of unimaginable physical and psychological torture until his captors were finally forced to strip him of his memories and all sense of self in order to make him compliant, and even then had to phrase his missions as fights for the good of the world.

And then, Bucky Barnes, with no knowledge of Steve Rogers or himself, with no agency or moral compass, couldn’t be kept out of cryostasis for too long lest he regain the smallest sense of self and turn on his masters. Because even they knew that James Buchanan Barnes was the furthest thing from a bully, and feared the vengeance he would bring down on them if he realized what they were forcing him to do.

And this is just Bucky Barnes in the MCU, who’s had maybe a half hour of screen time and a handful of lines.

Yeah, the seeds of the Winter Soldier are in Bucky, insomuch as he is competent, loyal, fierce, a brilliant tactician, capable of doing the dirty work to save others the burden, and a bit ruthless when it comes to protecting innocents and those he loves. But isn’t it telling that even stripped of everything but these attributes and then turned to destruction and chaos he becomes, not a bully, but an asset of terrifying efficiency? The Winter Soldier is single-minded and brutal in carrying out his missions, but he is an effective soldier, not a bully.

James Buchanan Barnes is a hero, and nothing, not the absence of one man (even a man like Steve Rogers) or anything else, could change that.

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all i want to do is write that one fic that takes people’s breath away and kinda lingers in the back of their minds. i want to write something that makes people want to make art and play with my versions of characters or in the universe i created. i want to be able to create worlds that feel real enough to walk into and write lines that stick with people until they forget where exactly they heard it because it lives in their bones now.

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December Stucky Day 9: Cookies

Bucky was covered in flour when he opened the door.

“What the hell Barnes? You get into a fight with a flour bag?” Nat stated as she entered the apartment.

“No, well, maybe” Bucky looked down at his clothes and grimaced.

“I was trying to make cookies for Steve but the KitchenAid and I got into a bit of a fight,”

“I can see that...well now that I’m here we can try again huh,” Nat wiped off the counter and looked at the recipe Bucky had laid out “Shouldn't be too hard, you chose a pretty simple recipe, just added the dry ingredients all at once.”

“You know how to bake? Also, why exactly are you here?” Bucky walked into the kitchen, starting to get out all the wet ingredients he’d need for round two of operation make steve cookies. Nat scoffed at Bucky and continued arranging the dry ingredients. “I learned back in Russia. When widows had to go on undercover missions we needed a way to sustain ourselves and impress our targets. And I'm here because I had a feeling you'd do something stupid to try and Impress steve, like always.”

“Fair enough” Bucky finally got all his components ready and walked over to the KitchenAid with Natasha.

“Round two?” Bucky asked.

“Round two,” Nat confirmed.

They ended up spending about half the original time Bucky did making their second round, Natasha teaching Bucky some tips and tricks to remember for next time. It was actually kind of fun to hang around with Nat, and Bucky was wondering why he hadn't done it more often. Once the last of the cookies were in the oven and Bucky and Nat had made the kitchen presentable again, there was only about ten more minutes before Steve would be home.

“Time flies when you're having fun huh Nat?” Bucky turned towards her and smiled. Nat smiled back and shrugged.

“I guess it was fun huh? Haven't just...done something for fun in a while,”

Bucky frowned but nodded, he understood her sentiment, everything Bucky had been doing lately was because Steve or his Therapist told him to, not because Bucky himself wanted to do it.

“Maybe we could...do it again sometime? I mean, if its fun and we both enjoy it? Gives us something to look forward too at least,” Bucky suggested.

“I-yea, you know what Barnes? I’ll take you up on that. Same time next week?”

Bucky nodded. “Sounds good to me, hey-do you wanna stay? Steve and I were just gonna eat these and watch movies, and I'm sure he wouldn't mind you staying.”

“Nahhh, thank you for the offer, but I've had enough human interaction for one day, and I wouldn't wanna ruin date night,” Nat patted bucky on the shoulder, winked, and walked to the door, giving a final wave to Bucky before departing. Well, Bucky tried at least.

The timer jumped Bucky back into motion once more and he grabbed the last batch of cookies from the oven, perfectly shaped and smelling like heaven. As Bucky placed them onto the platter, he heard the telltale sound of the door opening.

“Buck? You home?” Steve called from the doorway. Perfect timing.

“In the kitchen!” Bucky called back. Standing behind the counter, his cookie platter in hand, he waited for Steve to round the corner into the kitchen.

“It smells amazing Bucky, oh-hi….wow, did you make these?”

“Uh, I had some help, but yea..”

“Are, are those my ma’s gingerbread cookies?” Steve took a few more steps towards Bucky, pausing a few inches from the platter and Bucky himself.

“Yep, I remembered that if she could afford it, she would make em every December to add some Christmas cheer to the house, and you'd eat em no matter how sick ya were.”

“Yea��” Steve grabbed one and took a bite, moaning immediately after.

“Buck, these are..perfect. Just like my Ma’s. Thank you.”

“No problem Stevie, but I did have some help from Nat, my first try wasn’t exactly successful,” Bucky laughed at Steve's facial expressions as he continued to devour the cookie in his hands.

“Well I'll make sure to thank her later, but oh my god, I could eat this whole platter,”

“Go right ahead babe, no one’s gonna stop you, Nat and I already are some earlier.

Steve grabbed the platter from him, placing it on the countertop, and kissed him soundly.

“Seriously, I love you,”

Bucky smiled and leaned in to kiss Steve once again. “You're welcome, now go devour your cookies,” Steve smiled and grabbed the cookie platter once more, walking away humming happily and stuffing his face as he went. 

Bucky laughed to himself, thinking that Steve was gonna have double up on his workout regimen if he continued to eat everything Bucky and Nat made in the coming weeks. On second thought, maybe Bucky wouldn't mind Steve with a bit more softness, although he doubted the Serum would ever let that happen, no matter how many cookies he ate. Bucky might as well go help him out anyway, those cookies were really good.

“Steve! Wait, on second thought I want more cookies”

“Wha? Nu-uh they’re mine!!” Steve clutched the cookies to his chest protectively, cheeks bulging like a chipmunk.

“I’ll fight you for em Rogers,” Bucky smirked and started to advance on Steve. Steve glared and backed farther away, clutching the cookies like a lifeline… Oh, this was gonna be fun. Game on Steve.

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it’s still hilarious to me that bucky was just out buying fruit, found out he was an international fugitive for a crime he didn’t do, went home and found his crush who he’s been successfully avoiding for the past two years in the middle of his kitchen thumbing through his diary all in like fifteen mins