#ca: tfa bucky

[sexy-seabass]

[steelbluehome]

The battle of Azzano deleted scene in it's entirety! Not gifs this time! This is in the deleted scenes of Captain America: The First Avenger.

Bucky, Dum Dum and Gabe aren't technically Howlies here. They are still just members of the 107th. This is the battle of Azzano, during which these three are taken by Hydra and made POWs. Soon Captain America, in his first heroic action (in the MCU), rescues the POWs at Azzano, which include soldiers of all the Allied Forces, and the rest of the soon-to-be Howling Commandos, Jim Morita, Monty Falsworth, and Jacques Dernier, and leads them back to the 107th's base camp.

A short time later, Colonel Chester Phillips, first director of the Strategic Scientific Reserve, tells Steve that they want him to take a team and wipe out the rest of the Hydra bases. At that time, he recruits the Howling Commandos.

Thanks to Bucky Barnes on YouTube.

[imkisoakira]

Feels Like It's Been Ages

[thebluemage]

[bromcommie]

(alt title) bucky: i think im in love dum dum: that whole ass dyke would eat you alive, barnes bucky, dreamily: and i love her for that. solidarity, sister

Rating: T Word count: 2,574 Tags: Captain America: The First Avenger, World War II, Humour (somehow, despite the previous tag), Howling Commandos, A Very Fictional Marlene Dietrich, Historically Questionable Depictions of Military Tents Excerpt:

"I dunno – something a bit boyish about her, Buck," Dugan muses. Bucky gawks, lowering the shaving brush, and he really can’t decide what’s more ridiculous: the disproportionately outraged expression Bucky’s sporting or the lather still covering half of his face, seemingly forgotten and melting down his neck with alarming rapidity. “Boyish? Get outta here.” Oh, Steve thinks with a familiar level of exasperated fondness, here we go.

*leaving this at tumblr's doorstep like it's my beloved first born child I just don't know how to deal with* how the fuck do y'all post these all the time when it's so stressful.

Anyway! First time posting on AO3, so here's a ficlet about the Howlies and Marlene Dietrich because I kept banging my head against a wall trying to figure out the timeline of the much, much larger fic this is supposed to be a part of, lol.

[ilovemosss]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63270520

chapter 2 of my buckycap fic has been posted!! as a fun fact, this was betaed, edited and posted while at 33,000 feet in an airplane 😂 but i hope yall enjoy. we meet some familiar faces in this one, but if you think someone's missing...just wait a couple more chapters ;)

[voylitscope]

Send help, I am watching CA: TFA, and I am overcome and emotional about Steve's refusal to give up or stop trying to rescue Bucky, even when the odds are vanishingly small. Because this part of the movie really goes:

Peggy: Your audience contained what's left of the 107th (Bucky is very probably dead #1)

Phillips: Tells Steve he signed a condolence letter to the Barnes' (Bucky is very probably dead #2)

Steve: Fuck that, I'm staging a one-man rescue. (Actually, yes, Peggy, he will walk to Austria if he has to!)

Steve: Finds and rescues imprisoned members of the 107th and sees that Bucky isn't among them. (Bucky is very, very, mostly likely dead #3)

Steve: Asks the 107th guys if they've know/have seen Bucky.

Rescued 107th members: Tell Steve that there is this super terrifying isolation room place, but no one comes back from that. Not ever. So. (No, really, it is almost 100 percent certain that Bucky is dead. #4.)

Steve: Right, so I'm going to search every inch of this factory for bucky while single-handedly fighting off Hydra soldiers. You guys good to go storm out through the doors and take on those Hyrda soldiers? (Don't worry, Steve's got this! He knocked out Adolf Hitler over 200 times!) And I am an absolute disaster about it over here tonight. The dedication. The determination. The devotion.

(They're so in love. I'm so weak about it. It is too early in this movie for me to be this emotional. Send help.)

[musette22]

Minnie! Sweetheart I just noticed something about Bucky that I wanted to run by you....in CA-TFA Bucky shoots a hydra agent with his left hand just before he falls off the train but in the montage we see him taking shots as a sniper and he is using his right hand. And in TFATWS he mentions to Sam that he is right handed, that's why he doesn't always think of using is metal arm...because its the left.

I know that Sebastian mentioned in an interview that he was left handed that his teachers in Romania forced him to use the right...so for Sebastian being right-handed is learned behavior and sometimes you can see him instinctually use his left hand. So maybe he just used his left hand for the shot in the movie and the director left it in or maybe this leads to my theory of Bucky being ambidextrous? I don't know if what I've said makes any sense or not...I just had so many thoughts on Bucky being a precious little over achiever who was ambidextrous and Seb being slightly ambidextrous as well 🤔

Hi there my darling! 💗 Ooohh that is a very interesting observation, I don't think I'd ever noticed that! I also didn't know the left/right handed issue was discussed in tfatws, but I guess that would make sense!

I do remember Sebastian explaining that he used to be left handed, yes, and if he does occasionally instinctually use his left hand still, it's possible that that's what happened when he used his left hand to shoot the hydra agent on the train 🤔

Correct me if I'm wrong, but it kind of looks like Bucky actually catches the gun in his right hand when Steve tosses it to him, then switches it to his left and starts shooting? So either Sebastian-as-Bucky deliberately switched it to his left hand for some reason, implying Bucky was a confident shot with his left hand too, and therefore more or less ambidextrous - or Sebastian accidentally switched to his left hand, which would mean he himself still occasionally favours his left hand and/or is more or less ambidextrous! Or maybe they scripted it like this as a sort of foreshadowing thing, because of what would happen to his left arm not very long after this? In any case, it's a very interesting observation!

I'm sure others have discussed this before, so if anyone else can shed any light on this that would be awesome of course. But I think it was he first time I've taken notice of it, so thanks for bringing it to my attention! ♥︎

[voxofthevoid]

Hi! I'm the one ask this https://www.tumblr.com/voxofthevoid/768262401329102848/do-you-mind-if-i-ask-your-top-5-or-top-10?source=share

Then, can I ask your top 5 (or top 3) fav moments each from : JJK, Captain America, Hannibal, Yuri on Ice or Bleach. Feel free which fandom that you want to pick. Thanks!

Comin' right up! I've gone with JJK and the three CA movies since those are the ones I remember best, on account of having been obsessed with them very recently (still am, in the case of JJK).

JJK

Yuuji's wolf–rabbit sequence with Mahito at Shibuya, from how it begins to how it ends with Kenjaku's interference

Gojou and Yuuji's conversation (flashback) in the final manga chapter

Yuuji offering a dying Sukuna a second chance, as well as the brief conversation that follows

Choso's and Nanami's deaths (two separate scenes, technically, but I love them for similar reasons, so I'm grouping them together)

Yuuji's resolution at Satozakura High to kill Mahito

There are so many other scenes in JJK that make me insane: the crematorium conversation between Yuuji and Gojou, Yuuji resolving to let the Angel kill him so (most of) Sukuna will die and Gojou will be free, Yuuji's first fight against Sukuna after he takes over Megumi's body, Gojou's everything immediately after he's unsealed, Sukuna exposing Yuuji to the devastation at Shibuya, Yuuji's and Kenjaku's fight/conversation at Shibuya, how Gojou pulls off the omnidirectional Purple, etc. I could make a top 20 list for JJK, easily, and 99.9% of it will be Yuuji-centric.

CA Trilogy

The highway fight between Steve and Bucky (also ft. Sam and Nat), all the way to when the mask falls off, in TWS

Steve rescuing Bucky in TFA

Steve and Bucky vs. Tony toward the end of CW

Bucky falling off the train in TFA

Steve and Bucky meeting in the latter's apartment in CW, plus the following fight sequence

Honorary mention that doesn't belong in the list since it's not part of the trilogy: Bucky getting dusted by the snap in front of Steve in IW. The funny thing is that my favorite movie among the three is TWS, but most of my favorite scenes are from the other two.

[theawkwardterrier]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to five other writers! 💗

Thank you kindly, Sarah!! In no particular order:

things left behind and the things that are ahead (MCU, Steve/Peggy) This fic focuses on a post-Endgame version of Peggy and Steve's life, and I'm really proud of it for the way that the world is built and connected, particularly via small references between chapters since the story isn't chronological. I also have such affection for the MCs that I created as a part of this fic.

Woman Borne (MCU, Steve/Peggy) This certainly isn't the easiest fic to read or to write, as the world is one where Peggy is forcibly impregnated with Steve's child as part of a government effort to make another supersoldier. But I think that the turns of phrase and the character work are good - writing Peggy interacting with Tony and Natasha in the 21st century was particularly fun - and I'm proud that I managed to work through the idea and even get a happy/hopeful ending.

Homemakers (MCU, Steve/Peggy) This is just a little trifle focusing on Steve and Peggy's (mis)adventures in learning to cook, but it's what I think of as a prototypical example of my breezy, cozy oneshots.

So That You Will Hear Me (my words sometimes grow thin) (MCU, Steve/Peggy) This one follows the events of CA: TFA but adds a really explicit dash of soulmatism via Steve and Peggy communicating telepathically since childhood, which is a trope I have a weakness for. I liked the way that it added a new element to their relationship (and each of their relationships with Bucky) while also highlighting some of the things I love about them as a pair. And the final line of chapter 2 is still one of my favorites.

Hand in Hand, Side by Side (MCU, Steve/Peggy) Had to include a modern AU! This one is a pairs ice dance one based on watching Virtue/Moir in the 2018 Olympics, and I think it brings in multiple canon characters in a way that really makes sense, and also builds the relationship well even if it's not super long.

[thebluemage]

[bromcommie]

the way I would kill for an M-rated howling commandos oneshot. she could’ve saved the mcu and this is 100% the hill I will die on

[stellaron-collective]

I need to address this actually hold on

This is so important to me, you guys don’t understand

It doesn't seem like much if you look at it on surface level, but there is SO MUCH there if you pay attention to everything up to and after that point.

Let’s just start off with the nightmare itself;

The first thing that Steve notices is that he's back in the 1940’s. He's clearly confused, taken off guard by all the sounds and lights; he flinches away from the flashbulb of a camera that goes off, there's a man showed with spilled wine on his shirt that looks startlingly like blood, then there's Peggy, who appears behind him and tells him that they can go home, but the minute he turns back, everyone and everything is gone, and he’s just left alone in this wide open space.

I’ve seen a lot of people theorize that it means that Steve is afraid of being useless in times of peace and dealing with the PTSD that the war gave him, but then five minutes later is the log chopping scene where he and Tony talk and Steve says "well let's just say you haven't seen it yet" when Tony asks about his dark side. This is where Bucky comes in.

His dark side is Bucky. He's willing to do anything for Bucky, and it's that stubborn loyalty that leads to the main conflict of Civil War (Tony and his team trying to arrest Bucky for the Vienna bombing, and Steve and his team trying to protect him from the false charge).

The CA movies establish right off the bat that Bucky and Steve are each other’s ride-or-dies. It’s clear if you watch their interactions in TFA, both before and during the war, and the events of CW further proves that fact. Early on in the movie, Steve sits down with Wanda after Lagos, and he explains to her how he froze up upon hearing Bucky’s name; “Rumlow said ‘Bucky,’ and all of a sudden I was a 16 year old kid again in Brooklyn.” Then, five seconds later he says, “Even when I had nothing, I had Bucky.”

That's why Bucky is so important to him; they've been together for over a century, and they've overcome insurmountable odds and obstacles to get to where they are now. He's so unwilling to give up on Bucky, because Bucky never gave up on him, and he feels obligated to return the favor because that's what best friends boyfriends do. That is who they are; you can’t have one without the other. Steve without Bucky is Captain America, and Bucky without Steve is the Winter Soldier.

They’re married, Your Honor. i rest my case

The way that Steve’s mirage was the 1940s without Bucky im sobbing

[dreamwritesimagines]

Untouchable 2- Bad Ideas [Bucky Barnes x Reader]

A.N: Thank you so much for your feedback my loves, please keep it coming! <3

You can read the previous chapters on my masterlist<3

Summary: “Did I cross your mind?”   “I don’t think about you at all, Sergeant.”

Characters: Reader x Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers

Word Count: 2381

Warnings: Mentions of sex work, explicit language, 1940s. 

“You know you are way too sweet to be doing this job sweetheart, aren’t you?”

Your bright smile felt way too forced to you, but it was practiced enough to make him fall for it.

“General,” you tilted your head and batted your lashes, “You’re being very polite.”

“I’m being honest,” he said, as you pulled the sheets around your naked body and he curled an arm behind his head, letting out a relieved breath “And I think we both agreed you’d call me Charles.”

“Everyone calls you General Richards,” you said airily, “I figured I could follow the tradition.”

“Well,” he tapped your nose with his finger, making you scrunch up your nose in a completely adorable way in his opinion, you were sure, “For you I can make an exception.”

“Oh you know how to make a girl feel special,” you giggled as he pulled you closer, and by some kind of irony, what one of your friends had told you flashed in your mind.

It was around the very first weeks you had joined the brothel, and you had asked the girls how they could pretend that easily.

Everyone had different answers but what Nancy had said stuck with you for a long time,

“You pretend it’s someone else,” she had said, “You close your eyes, and when you open them, you imagine it’s someone else, someone more handsome, someone who makes you feel excited.”

“Do you know what people call you then?” Charles said and you closed your eyes for a moment, then when you opened them, the face flashed in your mind made you sit up straight.

Bucky Barnes.

“Hm?” you frowned slightly, trying to shake off the thoughts, “I’m sorry?”

“Do you know what they call you?”

“No,” you said softly, trying to focus and looked up at him, “What do they call me?”

“The most beautiful harlot ever existed,” he said, making you raise your brows,

“Is that right?”

“Oh don’t tell me you didn’t know,” he chuckled, “You have many admirers, lovely.”

“I think I heard a thing or two about that,” you waved a hand, “I tend not to listen to gossips.”

“You don’t care what people think of you?”

“I do care what some people think of me,” you smiled slightly, stealing a mischievous look at him, “Not the people on the streets. But do you think I’m beautiful, Charles?”

Your voice was way too soft, a perfect balance between shyness and curiosity, something you had practiced way too many times to fail.

“Oh little birdie,” he pulled you closer to kiss you on the lips, making you feel-

Nothing. You felt absolutely nothing.

“You might be the most gorgeous thing I have ever laid eyes on,” he muttered to your lips, “Hence my comment about you being too sweet to be doing this.”

“How else would we have met?” you asked, smiling at him, and he pulled from you,

“You make me want to stay with you the whole day, birdie.”

No, please go.

“Then stay?” you offered, already dreading the possibility, but thankfully, he shook his head.

“I have things to do, with people who are much less beautiful,” he said as he grabbed his pants, “Some of the wounded soldiers were sent back, so I have to fix the new men who will be sent there instead of them, it’s a mess.”

“Ah, that’s sad,” you said, your stomach doing a flip, “I do hope they get well.”

“You should hope that if you want them to be sent back to the front, because that’s where they are going when they get better.”

“Oh,” you swallowed thickly and he reached out to brush your hair off your eyes,

“Don’t you worry your pretty head about it,” he said, his tone almost condescending as if you couldn’t understand the situation, making you clench your teeth for a moment before you controlled your expression, “Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Oh I might have something to do tomorrow, I’m afraid-“

“I say if you’re busy or not birdie, not the other way around,” his voice was like a whip and your eyes snapped up to yours, the sudden flare of anger in his voice catching you almost off guard, but then you managed to pull yourself together and smiled,

“I didn’t mean it that way, of course,” you said abashedly, “I just saw this new lingerie, and I meant it to be a surprise but they will deliver it next week.”

That was more than enough to make him smirk and you fought the urge to roll your eyes.

“Oh I’m a patient man,” he leaned in to peck you on the lips, “You thought I would like it, huh?”

Don’t make a face. Do not make a face.

“I’m sure of it,” you said as he got into his jacket, then put a wad of money on your nightstand.

“I’ll see you later birdie,” he said and walked out of your room, making you drop the smile immediately and glare at the door he had just closed.

“I hope you die at the front,” you whispered, then grabbed your gown to put it on, before walking to the shower.

                                                             ***

“Y/N,” Linda, the madam of the brothel stopped you before you could button your coat, and you turned your head,

“Yes Linda?”

“Can I see you for a moment?”

“Of course,” you smiled at her and followed her to her office. You shut the door before walking to one of the seats to sit down, “Is everything alright?”

“Everything’s fine,” she sat down and lit her cigarette, then offered you one, which you gladly accepted, “These flowers came for you today.”

“Oh?” you said, then pulled the vase to yourself, “That’s… they look beautiful.”

“I was going to put them into your room but you were busy with a client.”

“General Richards.” You nodded as you grabbed the card “Yes. He might come tomorrow as well, he was talking about that.”  

I can’t wait to see you.

You tried not to scoff, then threw the card into the trash under Linda’s desk,

“I know, he told me,” Linda said, “He does look like he’s fascinated by you.”

You exhaled the smoke, “You taught me well.”

“It’s not just me, you know that,”

“It’s not that hard to pretend,” you shrugged slightly, shooting her a forced smile, “People are easy to deceive.”

“Your looks make it easy, sugar,” she told you, pointing at you with her cigarette, “That’s why I called you here. What are your plans?”

“For what?”

“For the future?”

“I…um-“ you stammered, “I’m trying to save money, but I don’t think-?”

“Not that,” she waved a dismissive hand, “If I had your youth and beauty, Y/N… You need to use those for your benefit.”

“I don’t think I understand.”

She exhaled the smoke again, “You have many admirers. All of them are rich. With enough….persuasion, they would gladly make you more than-“ she motioned around you, “This.”

You turned the cigarette between your fingers, “General Richards talked to you.” 

“You know he could offer you everything.”

“Not everything.” You shook your head, “He…. He just wants to control people. That’s all. I’m not paying that price for what he offers.”

“Oh sweetheart,” she said, “Don’t be so quick to decide. Do you want me to send these to your room?”

You eyed the flowers, then shook your head,

“They look better here,” you said as you stood up, “Do you want anything from the outside?”

She shook her head so you walked out and closed the door behind you, then left the house. You had only taken a couple of steps when an argument caught your attention coming from a nearby alley and you frowned at the familiar voice, then turned your head to approach the two men who were both unaware of your presence,

“I’ve seen you do so many ridiculous things for girls but this is something else,” the shorter one said, “Does she know we’re here?”

“No!”

“Do we know if she even wants to see you?”

“Steve…”

“I’m not going to follow a girl around just because you think she’s beautiful.”

“We’re not going to follow her around!”

“Bucky,” the blonde man- Steve said and your heart skipped a beat for some reason, “You dragged me here-“

“I just want to see if this is where she lives, that’s all.”

“Why?”

“I just-“ he heaved a sigh, “To- to make sure she’s alright.”

“She doesn’t sound interested in you, so I’d gather she’s just fine.”

“Steve, you don’t understand-“

“Can I help you gentlemen?” you cut him off and Bucky turned around, his arm in a white plaster catching your eye.

He looked exactly like you remembered him, with bits of cuts and scrapes over his handsome face, but other than those, that look on his face as his eyes fell on you was the same, making a small smile pull at your lips.

“No ma’am, thank you,” Steve said but Bucky elbowed him.

“You’re back,” you said after a beat, “Welcome back, Sergeant.”

Steve looked between you two, then a look of realization dawned on his face.

“Thank you,” Bucky said breathlessly “It worked- your prayers. You- you said you would.”

“I did.”

Steve raised his brows, tilting his head as if he wasn’t used to see Bucky stammer and get nervous.

“I’m Y/N.” you extended your hand and he shook it.

“Steve Rogers, ma’am.”

“Will you tell me what you and your friend were doing in this part of the town, Mr. Rogers?”

“We-“

“We were passing by.”

“This is a blind alley.”

“We just realized that.”

“And walked deeper in?”

Bucky nodded solemnly, “Yeah. Yeah we did.”

Steve closed his eyes and shook his head silently, as if he was at the end of his patience, then cleared his throat.

“I’ll just….” He motioned towards the street, “Yeah, over- over there.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“You too, ma’am.” Steve said politely, then walked out of the alley, leaving both of you there. A silence fell upon you as your heartbeat got faster and you cleared your throat.

“Does your arm hurt?”

Bucky looked down at his arm as if he had forgotten about his injury, then shook his head,

“Turns out you can’t really aim with a broken arm.”

“Well if a broken arm brought you back to Brooklyn, it’s good luck.”

He smiled softly, then nodded, tips of his ears going red again and you tried not to smile.

“What are you doing here, Sergeant Barnes?”

“Bucky.”

“Sergeant Barnes.” You repeated, “Why are you here?”

“I... I wanted to see you.”

“Why?” you asked and he licked his lips,

“Do you always question people like that?”

“Usually. Considering people usually pay to see me.”

“Does my presence disturb you then?” he asked and you wanted to say yes, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do so.

In all honesty, seeing him back in Brooklyn made you feel almost excited, as if someone had brought you a present you had really, really wanted.

“No,” you said, “No it doesn’t. But it’s a bad idea.”

“Why is it a bad idea?”

“You know why,” you said, swallowing thickly for a moment before you pulled yourself together, but he had already caught it.

“I thought about you,” he said, “When we were out there. At the front.”  

“You shouldn’t have,” you crossed your arms, “Find a nurse or something, aren’t there pretty nurses out there?”

He frowned, as if he didn’t know how to answer that, “….Yes?”

“There you go,” you said and you started walking back to the brothel, but he caught up with you,

“How about you?” he asked, “Did I cross your mind?”

“I don’t think about you at all, Sergeant.” You lied way too easily as you kept walking, “I don’t have the luxury to think about men other than my clients.”

“You didn’t?” he stopped you and your eyes snapped up to his, “At all?”

You had no idea what was going on with you, why your stomach had made a flip or why you couldn’t look him in the eye and fed him your pretty lies, just like you had done to everyone else. It was supposed to be as easy as breathing, your façade had never failed you.

Until now.

So for some reason, you averted your eyes and took a deep breath, then forced yourself to smile,

“What you have in your mind is only a dream, Sergeant Barnes,” you said, “If it helped you survive out there, I’m grateful. But I-“ you took a shaky breath as he waited patiently, “I’m a bad idea. You know I am a very, very bad idea.”

He looked like he had nothing to say to that and you reached out to take his hat off, and handed it to him,

“There,” you said slowly, and tried to smile, “You shouldn’t deprive Brooklyn’s girls of your face. We do need to see a handsome fella after all, wartime or not.”

With that, you walked past him and opened the door to the brothel, then got inside and closed it. You leaned your head back, desperately trying to ignore the burning in your eyes before you pushed yourself off the door and climbed the stairs to get into your room to get ready just in case a client showed up, but as soon as you entered your room, you stopped dead on your tracks.

There was a small box lying on your bed with a small note attached to it. You grabbed the note, then skimmed the lines,

Surprise for a surprise, birdie.

Charles.

You pulled the lid off the box to see a diamond necklace inside, shining on the soft, tiny black satin, as if winking at you.

You were supposed to want this.

Linda would want this.

Shirley would want this.

All the girls in the brothel would want this.

It was an expensive gift, and you were supposed to want this.

….What the hell was wrong with you?

You clenched your teeth, breathing out of your nose, then put the necklace back into the box and threw it to the wall with all your strength.

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[marvelmendailyblog]

Sebastian Stan

Avengers: Infinity War Premiere (2018)

[buckymilf]

“Remember that time i made you ride the cyclone on Coney Island?"

“Yeah, and i threw up?"

Happy 10 years of Captain America: The first Avenger

(aka ten years of stevebucky)