sargeanttincanman

[sargeanttincanman]

Hey, my name's Bucky Barnes, and you can find my backstory(?) here.

I use He/Him/They pronouns, and I'm Married to Sam Wilson. I hate him so much.

General Rules:

Feel free to ask/tell me things in the ask box.

Both SFW and NSFW are allowed.

No homophobia, transphobia, xenophobia, sexism, antisemitism, racism, etc. Don't be a dick.

Hatred and discrimination of any kind is not allowed.

I will not engage in anything NSFW or answer anything NSFW with accounts I know are minors.

Warnings:

I am allowing both SFW and NSFW on the blog, but I will do my best to separate them.

This is my first attempt at a roleplay account. Please give me grace.

My management (person) is a total mess.

I am going to include both canon & head canon.

Other:

I would like to do open (?) roleplay, not direct roleplay in DM/Discord.

This is my first time doing a roleplay account. If anybody has any tips or suggestions on literally anything surrounding Marvel roleplay and how to get into the community I would really appreciate it.

[sargeanttincanman]

Hello.

You may or may not already know who I am, but if not, here's my life. (I guess).

My name is Sargeant James Buchanan Barnes, but if you call me anything but Bucky I will sick my man on you.

I was born on March 10th 1917, I'm technically 107 (I know, I'm a fossil), but for the amount of life I've actually lived, I'm around 33-34. I enlisted the U.S Army in December of 1941 and was assigned as part of the 107th Infantry Regiment. I climbed the ranks to Sargeant.

I was deployed to Europe in June of 1943. Me and most of the 107th were captured by a terrorist organization called HYDRA around October of '43, where we were weeded out until I was selected and taken away from the 107th. I don't remember much about my time captive, just a lot of pain, being strapped to a table and receiving what I think were electric shocks.

In November of 1943 my good friend friend Captain Steve Rogers helped me and the 107th to break out. Or so I was told.

Records said I spent a couple years helping Steve and a group called 'The Howling Commandos' take down HYDRA bases before I fell off a train. I don't remember that last part.

HYDRA found me and experimented on me for years. I believe it took around twenty years for me to finally break down. I'm unsure though. I spent the next 50-ish working for HYDRA as an assassin called 'The Winter Soldier', apparently I– The Winter Soldier killed at least 24 people... I don't remember much about that either, just occasional nightmares.

Around 2014 I started remembering things with the help of Steve and some of his teammates. 2016 I was framed for a bombing in Vienna while I was in Romania.

Blah, blah, blah, I went to Wakanda, got my mind fixed (kinda), and then fought a giant grape before turning into dust in 2018. That shit was scary.

2023 I'm back. I fight the grape again. We win.

Then I join forces with Sam Wilson, who is now my husband. Apparently in some universes Steve left while Tony and Nat died? That didn't happen. They are all well alive.

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Anyways, me and Sam are married, we live in Louisiana a few blocks away from Sarah's place. We have a cat named Alpine (although she's more my cat than Sam's) and a Tibetan Mastiff named Whitney, because Sam really likes Whitney Houston (I'm not really sure who she is???). And, no, me and Sarah were never a thing. That's weird. I didn't know I was 'flirting'.