#i like tiny Chihuahua Steve

[theinheriteddutchess]

Here's a entertaining thought/concept for you. Not an ask unless you want it to be, buy definitely a headcanon I want validation for.

You've heard golden retriever and his black cat partner (not in a furry way).

But why not either

Tiny chihuahua Steve Rodgers and his mysterious black cat crush.

Pretty (male or female idk), semi sassy slip-into-the-shadows, crush that doesn't hessitate to trip whoever he's fighting and watch in cool amusement. They aren't sure why they do it they just do. Bucky doesn't think they exist cause they're gone before he finds Steve lol.

And Steve can't seem to track them down. So what does the local semi yandere do? He goes and starts a fight so that black cat crush shows up. They're about to slip into a back alley before he grabs their sleeve and ask if they wanna go do something and black cat crush pauses thinks a minute shrugs and agrees. Why not.

Bucky can not believe his eyes lol.

Or

Tiny chihuahua Steve Rodgers and his wild, stubborn, independent calico crush

She's passionate and excitable and almost as fiery as him, but she has maybe not strength but skills that a woman of the time wouldn't openly use (like knives) to back it up.

In a yandere context steve simultaneously doesn't and does have to worry alot. (Also he'd fall into obsession fast with this one lol)

She's stubborn. Oh so stubborn. She does what she wants. So she doesn't have very many serious suitors. Except for that one annoying rich boy. I like to think he's tuxedo cat adjacent. (Not in a furry way)

But she's pretty in her own way so she does have alot of "suitors" willing to waist her time, which makes his blood boil.

He (and by extention bucky) has fought many of them behind her back.(if she knew she'd be mad not about the fighting. More about having the nerve)

Also I think yandere or not bucky finds this crush amusing. Oh she's temperamental and does what she wants. She feels she doesn't need to be protected. I'm so sorry /s.

(I also have another headcanon I'm sending your way lol.)

I am enthralled with this.

But I also am half imagining them as shifters 🤔

In any case tiny Steve (I will always love skinny Steve characters) possibly obsessed\yandere with doing her own thing, but protective, fierce reader is a great idea.

I love the disappearing act, like swooping in and out unseen by anyone else. Maybe she never thought of romance, or maybe she wants Steve to try a little harder?

These are the same pictures

[hammity-hammer]

steve harrington would absolutely get big dogs when he moves out on his own-- maybe his grandparents had one or two when he was younger & he'd visit them and see his family love the dog and play with it & just be happy, and he vowed to get his own one day so he could have a big ole best friend. & i dunno what breed specifically he'd get, but that dog would be so loved & would eat only the best food (because steve would chef up some cool fancy dog stuff because like why not??? if he can eat good, so can his pup) and have so many toys, and go on so many walks and have so many dog friends (that he met at the dog park) and they would wrestle & he would just-- give all of this love to his dog & it would have the dumbest name, chosen by dustin & max who just had to torture him with something stupid, steve picked out a sweet girl puppy so of course they named her Cheese, because what other name could they have chosen? (steve hates it but it is pretty funny to have to scold something named Cheese) and maybe one day he's walking Cheese (whom he does not call Cheese unless she's being bad-- he calls her all kinds of ridiculous petnames instead) and they stumble upon a very pretty, loud metalhead, walking his tiny ass chihuahua that cannot seem to leave Cheese alone. It just keeps leading the man over to them and Steve gets flustered every time, because wow he has such big, pretty eyes and oh wow, his mouth moves so pretty when he talks and-- oh god he's been talking and steve has no idea what he's saying and just has to awkwardly smile and nod, and the man blinks at him, waiting for an answer to the question he'd asked but steve has no idea what he's supposed to say.

"I can't just call you Pretty Boy, sweetheart, as much as I'd love that, I don't think that's your real name." The man laughs and then Steve realizes he has to introduce himself to him, and when he finds out that his name is Edward he has a whole hayday with that one, because he seems nothing like an Edward.

And maybe once they keep on talking, they make little playdates for their babies, and they plan real dates for themselves<3

[lovebugism]

can I request steeb calming down shy!reader after having a panic attack? maybe she gets overwhelmed with how many people are around and just kinda breaks down?

hi anon! thank you so much for your request!! tw for mentions of panic attacks

You’re grateful Eddie let you ride out your panic attack in the back of his van — even if it did come on right before his show.

You can hear the muffled metal music from where you sit in the back lot of The Hideout. You swear you can feel the ground vibrating from the pounding drums and screeching guitar. Or maybe that’s just you, trembling like a leaf or like a chihuahua that has more anxiety than can fit in its tiny body. 

“It’s okay,” Steve murmurs to you for the hundredth time. His chest is pressed into your shoulder, and his mouth is right next to your ear. He wants to make sure his assurances don’t get lost in the war raging in your head. “You’re good, okay? I promise. You’re aces, babe.”

He sits with you in the open trunk of the van, your legs dangling off the back of it. He’s wrapped one of Eddie’s blankets around your shoulders, too. The handmade quilt smells like cigarette smoke and woody cologne and boyhood. The foreign scent doesn’t ease your panic, but it doesn’t make it worse either. It does, however, quell your full-body shivers.

You lean your weight against the boy beside you as you take in uneven, ragged breaths. 

Steve, strong enough to hold you up in more ways than one, wraps one arm around your shoulder and uses his free one to grasp your clammy hands. He lets you dig crescent-shaped marks into his skin instead of your own.

“I can’t catch my breath,” you rasp, gripping his hands tighter. I feel like I’m dying, is what you really want to say.

“I know, I know. It feels like that, but you’re okay. I promise,” the boy coos to you. His lips press into the crown of your head and linger there. “Try and match my breathing if you can, okay? Yours is going way too fast right now. That’s why you’re panicking.”

His chest rises against your cheek with a deep inhale and stills for a moment. His exhale is warm against your forehead when his chest deflates again.

You try your best to mimic it, breathing in through your nose and out through your mouth in time with him, but yours aren’t as confident as his. Mostly because you’re pretty sure your throat will tighten at any moment, and you’ll stop breathing altogether. 

But the way Steve holds you is warmer than the blanket he’s curled you in. You feel less like you’re inching toward your grave. 

Eventually, you start to focus on the rise and fall of his chest. And the smell of his cologne, musky and sweet. And the freckle on the wrist of the hand he holds you with — you’ve never noticed it before now.

You forget you were ever panicking in the first place.

“There you go,” Steve lilts quietly to you. He smooths a wide hand up and down your arm. You feel his smile curl into your hair. “Told ya. You’re perfect, babe.”

He tries to pull back from you to see more of your face, but you only press further against him when he tries. The wave hasn’t yet passed, he figures, the panic still eats at you and you don’t feel totally safe yet. Like a child with a make-believe boogeyman in their closet, he lets you cuddle into him like a life-sized teddy bear.

“You’re okay?” he murmurs.

You’re not sure yet. You nod anyway. “Yeah,” you answer, quiet and fragile. “I’m okay.”

“What was freaking you out, huh? Was it the music? Was it too loud?”

You shake your head against his shoulder.

“Was it that asshole that bumped into you?” he asks, getting angry about it all over again. 

“Kinda. There was just… a lot going on. Too many people, you know? I wasn’t— I wasn’t prepared,” you sniffle.

Steve sighs against you. A tender hand squeezes your arm. “I know. I’m sorry, babe. I really didn’t expect that many people to show up to a Corroded Coffin show—”

“That’s mean…” you lilt quietly.

He can’t see you, but he can hear the smile in your voice. It makes him smile, too.

“It’s Eddie, babe. I mean, this crowd is totally gonna get to his head.”

“Well, he deserves it. He’s been practicing for ages.”

“Yeah, but he’s gonna be insufferable after this.”

“You always think he’s insufferable.” His heart swells when you giggle.

Steve sighs. “Yeah…”

Your fingers start to toy with his larger ones — a sure sign that you’re coming back down again. They don’t shake as much as they did before. “I think he’s alright.”

“Yeah, because he’s nice to you.”

“Well, maybe if you were nice to him, he’d be nice to you.”

“Me? Nice to Munson?” he scoffs. “That sounds like a terrible idea.”

You pull back from him, smiling softly despite all the reasons you have not to. The remnants of your anxiety still show on your face — glassy eyes, dried tears, panic-bitten mouth. But you beam at him, anyway.

“You’re such a meanie,” you tease, weak but trying to sound strong.

Steve nods with a wide grin. 

“The meanest,” he assures as he holds you closer. He looks so tenderly down at you, features soft despite looking like they’ve been carved out of stone. His honey eyes are made darker by the night, but they twinkle brightly as he gazes at you. “And you’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Your nose scrunches, taking obvious disdain with his compliment. 

“I take it back. You’re not a meanie, you’re a sap.”

Again, he nods. “It’s only ‘cause I love you,” he defends, rubbing the tip of his nose along the bridge of yours. He doesn’t know if you’re ready for a kiss just yet.

“That’s gross,” you murmur, peering at him from beneath your lashes. “…I love you, too.”

“I know, you do… It’s ‘cause of the hair, isn’t it?”

Your bottom lip is pulled slowly between your teeth — not to bite it like you usually do when you’re anxious, but to conceal the smile tugging at your mouth as you nod. Your tired eyes flit up to his intentionally messy hair. You rake a hand through the chocolate strands, mussing it further.

“Yeah. Who cares about having a boyfriend that takes care of you when he’s got good hair?”

“Idiots,” he scoffs. “That’s the kinda people who care about that sort of thing.”

Your hand settles on his scruffy jaw. Your thumb brushes the apple of his cheek. “How does it feel to be shacked up with an idiot then, huh?”

Steve grins down at you. “Like heaven.”

[prettyboybillyhargrove]

Ok but imagine Billy in California. With his tiny as fuck Pomeranian or Chihuahua in his arms. They're both wearing matching pink sunglasses, has the bitchiest attitude. Billy just swinging his hips while leaving the nail salon in his tightest shortest pink booty shorts. And the shorts says the cheesiest line like "move I'm gay" or "nobody knows I'm gay" or literally just "trophy wife"

I just want him to live and be happy and never has to work and eat Steve's money and he his trophy wife that's all.

[dameronology]

Hi! Could I please request imagines of Steve or Eddie with a short reader? (Pref one who isn’t a rabid chihuahua because not all tiny ppl are filled w/ rage 24/7 ty 🥰)

i will drink to this bc i'm 5'3 on a good day which isn't even that short but i work with lots of tall ppl so i have a little bit of a napoleon complex at times but i hate the tHeY'Re DeMoNs cOs tHey'Re ClOseR tO hElL bullshit

eddie munson

a lotta people write eddie as being tall as fuck but canonically, he is 5'10 which is definitely on the taller side and he's somehow still lanky and gangly as hell

idk how people individually define short but in my head it's like 5'4 and below so he's definitely towering over you in some way or another

obviously, he teases you about it; especially when you ask him to get stuff down for you from a shelf in the supermarket or to reach the leftovers at the back of the freezer

it makes him feel needed in a sweet domestic way

eddie will sometimes use your head as an arm rest, just to take the piss

one of his nicknames for you would definitely be "short stuff"

"having trouble reaching that, short stuff?" and "how's the weather down there, short stuff?"

it also means this clothes hang off of you and he loves that !!

like seriously his heart skips a beat every time you have to roll back the sleeves on his denim jacket or t-shirt that he's leant you

his arms are long enough so that he can keep a hand on the small of your back when you walk.

i'll tell u what tho. sharing a bed with him is a pain in the fucking ass

because the man spread eagles his stupid gangly limbs everywhere and you're forced to resign yourself to one singular corner of the mattress

but then he tangles himself with you in the night, and he's tall enough to completely enclose your body in his and it's sweet as fuck

steve harrington

steve is also on the much taller side at 5'11

he insists he's six foot though and honestly you're just gonna have to let him have this one

either way, he's a lot bigger than you

honestly it's not something he paid much attention to until dustin, lucas, mike & will had their growth spurts and he's all like "wow haha you're actually fuckin' tiny"

one time he took you & the kids to the theatre and the lady in the box office asked if you wanted a kids ticket

steve said yes because he wanted to save money and you didn't talk to him for the rest of the day

he loves the height difference tho. it means he can rest his head on top of yours when you hug and you're the perfect height for forehead kisses

his favourite thing to do is sling an arm over your shoulder whenever you're walking beside him

and sometimes he runs up to you and picks you up into a kiss

[imyourbratzdoll]

Hey, so here is the ask. Okay maybe Ari wanted to gift reader something else, or she found this little puppy really cute and adopted it. Now the thing is, it is either a chihuahua or another breed that is elf size as puppies. I can only imagine what chaos would reign in North Pole after that. Does Ransom freak out again, does Steve just stare at it, does Frank cause chaos again? And how do the grumps deal with the four-legged ball of energy addition they have now ?

Would love to read a Drabble on that.

hey, I hope you like it.

christmas masterlist

summary - ari gifts you a puppy the size of the elves, how do you think they react?

the header I use isn't mine.

“What the shit is that?!” Ransom gasps, staring at the tiny puppy that’s wagging its tail. Lee, Lloyd, Curtis and Johnny all bump into his back as they notice the little thing.

“The hell?” Lee grumbles, readying his fists in case it comes toward him. Lloyd rolls his eyes, whacking the back of Lee’s head. 

“It’s obviously a dog.”

Johnny nods. “Yeah, but why is there a dog?” 

Curtis grunts, rubbing his little head. “Obviously, someone got one.” 

Steve, Jake and Frank walk into the room, eyes widening once they notice what the others are staring at.

“Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!” Steve’s hands go to his face. “We got a puppy!!” He runs forward, patting the little guy. “Oh, aren’t you a cute lil thing!”

“We could ride it!” Frank’s eyes go wide as he thinks of all the possibilities. “It’s the perfect size! We need about seven more!”

Jake nods his head rapidly. “Yes! PUPPY RACES!”

You and Ari walk into the room. “Well… I guess they found my gift for you first.” Ari rubs his beard, knowing he should’ve locked the door. 

You look toward him and the puppy. Your eyes are wide and full of tears. “You got me a puppy?” You all hear Lee grumble, obviously in the background. But you all choose to ignore him. “Ari… This is so… Oh my, thank you.” You lean up and place a kiss on his plump lips before walking over to the puppy and picking it up, placing kisses against its soft fur.

“Hey! What about us?! We found it for you!” You look and see the elves with their hands on their hips, frowning up at you.

“Thank you, you guys.”

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

[indigo-villin]

I saw the fnaf movie.

I absolutely LOVED ITTT

There will be NO HATE for it on my account.

I loved the pillow fort part, they're KIDS in the suits makes sense, and if you say it isn't realistic with them being murderers, just assume it was to lure Abby to them for later. Literally EVERYTHING they did was understandable and funny/scary when it needed to be.

Foxy's dumdum doom song was suuper spooky to hear and seeing him attacking was also terrifying. Seeing Bonnie in the closet with that one guy was GREAT and absolutely terrifying. (Carl) Cupcake was terrifying and entertaining as a tiny chihuahua villain (you cannot convince me he isn't Susie's dog). The bite scene with Freddy shook me and was cool (even if it was only in silhouette, but meh pg 13 rating and all). It was cool seeing golden freddy too, seeing the kid and everything. Seeing vids of people hugging chica and her reaction to getting her cupcake messed with me for the movie kinda, like she was so sweet, even in the movie, until she was bringing Abby into the scooper type thing, like she legit scared me by that point. XD

Mike was cool, his story was interesting enough, I felt bad for him. Abby was a interesting with her dynamic with Mike and how she generally was as a proper character, the actress was very good. Honestly all of the kid actors did well I'm happy and proud of them for taking their roles as seriously as they needed to. Mathew Lillard did amazing as "Steve" my sis didn't go into the movie knowing anything about it past it being a fnaf movie and the twist with him got her. XD I knew the twist, but whatever, it was still a fun time seeing him. Vanessa was...well honestly I'm mixed on her.

Vanessa looked like she just had trauma with the place, I thought she was gonna be a sister to one of the kids, hence her hanging around and watching out for the guards. It was definitely a twist having her be Will's daughter, but given the theories people made about game Vanessa I kinda see where it would come in to play... The ONLY criticism with the movie I have is that her actions made no sense, even with knowing she's the daughter. One minute she's telling Mike as much as she can to attempt to get him to research for himself, then she's getting all huffy about him doing anything. I'm not gonna be having any other posts about how much she seemed to think ass backwards so here are ALL of my complaints on Vanessa:

Her choice to get mad at him for "not locking the place up" makes less and less sense when you consider WHAT door the thugs came through. Mike only had access to the MAIN door, the thugs came in through a garage door or something with a CROWBAR/other weapon, which she would've seen, not like the animatronics could've dealt with their vehicle. Her choice to demand an explanation for why Mike had sleeping pills at his work? Not a good look, she's not his employer so he has no legal reason to tell her shit. "Oh I have to write you up on letting some people come in and wreck the place" the place has SECURITY CAMS, and he was OFF DUTY last I checked if the security isn't there it isn't THEIR fault. IF ANYTHING it would be hers, she's the cop that patrols the place daily. Also THROWING MIKE'S PILLS INTO THE LAKE??? I'm sorry but as a chronically ill person myself, NO, anyone even touches my pills without asking I'm gonna rip em a new one. I don't know what med he had or the price for those kinda meds, but the guy is OBVIOUSLY BROKE, and just cause he said he used them for his dream theory stuff doesn't mean he didn't still need them for normal sleep at home. No instead she threw them in the lake and he had to spend anywhere from $120 USD to like $800 USD (I'm guessing but I'm still probably off since we don't know if he had insurance or not) later on in the movie. Also her getting upset with him having Abby, I get it she got hurt, but until that point (and hey if she had SAID don't touch the guitar NOTHING WOULD'VE HAPPENED) the animatronics were fine with her, they were having fun and enjoying themselves. Also telling Mike "I'll shoot you if you bring here again" did she really think he brought there for no reason? She's a kid, the animatronics are OBVIOUSLY dangerous, and even before that he knew the place had been WRECKED meaning he had to make the conscious choice to bring her into an old ass building that was destroyed to some degree, and she thought he took that choice LIGHTLY????? LIKE NO his usual babysitter got killed THANKS (not that he knew that). He was out his ONLY babysitter who the kid didn't despise with her whole being.

Alright Vanessa rant over, still a good movie I absolutely loved it, just slight irritations with Vanessa. ALSO bb scares were funny and I got spooked with the first one, had an internal spook reaction to the second, and the third I knew was going to happen kinda (knew a scare was coming, didn't expect it to be bb). My partner pretty much jumped at all three bb scares. XD

And finally, the spring lock scene, I wasn't sure it would actually be in the movie. I thought it being pg 13 (yes technically pg 15 in non-american theaters) we'd get a silhouette like the bite scene, but I was pleasantly surprised with it being a longer drawn out death. I say drawn out, but I just mean it was allowed to happen as slowly as it needed to be, it didn't take roughly two seconds for him to die. It took as long as it should've given what he did and how the characters felt about it. The kids got their revenge and it was long and painful for Willy, just as it should've been.

Also at the very end of the credits we get the voice that says letters and it spelled "COME FIND ME" which was cool to hear. Apparently there was a shadow freddy easter egg thing, so it was probably him saying it, but I don't know for sure.

[bewilderedbunny]

Hi sally 🥰

this seems fun, so i thought I’d slide in here 💋

i’m 4’11 curvy goth girlie with big tiddies who likes female rap. i have a 6 pound black chihuahua that i call tiny guy. i’m loud and make bad jokes that i laugh loudly at. if you catch me awake, i promise you i’m stoned 🍃i’m a movie snob but also enjoy stupid humor. i hope that’s enough. (p.s. i wish i could be shipped with you.)

Leighanne, I need you to know i was already thinking "I ship you with me" before I read your p.s. 🤭

I think I've mentioned this to you, but I love Bob and Elvira's dynamic in Mistress of the Dark SO MUCH and Steve is the perfect Bob for you. Steve is a secret goth girl lover, I know that to be true in my heart of hearts.

Imagine Steve's head is in your lap while tiny guy naps on his chest 🥺 you and Steve are stoned, in love, and at peace (exactly how it should be 😌)

Also "I make bad jokes that I laugh loudly at" hello? We are the same person. I feel like there would be times where Steve is laughing harder at your laugh than he is at the original joke. Not in a "laughing at you" way but in like a "god her laugh fills me with joy" kinda way.

He'd definitely be into the stupid humor side of your taste, but I also imagine he'd enjoy hearing your thoughts and opinions on serious media as well! Maybe you'd help him open his mind and think a little more about movies :) also you can giggle at his bad jokes and make him feel funny and special 💗

And last but not least: he likes boobies. Ilysm!!!!

send me a description and I'll tell you which st character I ship you with :)

[jewbeloved]

Back with the questions if you don't mind. :)

And wow I never knew that people can have so many phobias. :0 But no worries I think you will fight them all in the future! I used to be afraid of hospitals, doctors, and needles(Damn, I even kicked a nurse in the stomach when I was younger, she really scared me with a needle. ^^; ) But now it's over with that. And no worries with the dolls they tho are very creepy at night. The darkness is my enemy, I'm way too afraid of it. T-T

I don't think you overreacting! I think you have every right to be angry at that and those things that happen.

I don't think it's creepy I think that it is nice to have something that gives you ideas, motivation, and energy to do something. :]

What makes you laugh the most? (For me it's Steve Harvey, I be laughing hard at his reaction to the answers of people, x factor-the one where a woman is singing with a chihuahua XD, and some funny animal videos.)

If you could only eat one meal for the rest of your life, what would it be? (This is a very hard question, I have so many favorite dishes that I can't choose T^T)

What's your favorite and least favorite zoo animal? (Mine is lions with tigers, maybe even horses, and my least favorite are those monkeys with red butts)

What's the longest you've gone without sleep (and why)? (I could say a week, I think I had insomnia and I still have problems with waking up and can't fall asleep :') )

 What is/was your favorite subject in school? (I used to like my national language subject now I hate it with all my heart, but right now it is English, chemistry, and biology)

Which of the five senses would you say is your strongest? (For me it is hearing and smell.)

How many languages do you speak? (That is my national language, Russian, English, and a little bit of Poland, Ukraine, and Japanese)

Okay, I think that's enough questions for today. ;D

Here's Kyle!

PLEASE, THESE IMAGES ARE HYPING ME UP FOR THE KYLE PLUSHIE THAT I AM GETTING FOR CHRISTMAS 😍😍🤩🤩

This may seem weird, but whenever I am playing super smash bros I always find it funny whenever the characters fall off the screen and do their screams or something. It makes me laugh hysterically for some reason 😅🤣

Oreos....I can live with eating sweets I swear! >:C

My favorite zoo animal would probably be the pandas, they are literally so cute! My least favorite are elephants and rhinos tbh..-

Ehm...I don't remember how long I went without sleeping, I think my longest streak is about 3 days.

My favorite subject is chemistry! I hate history, social studies, and English though. I struggle with those subjects ;-;

My strongest sense is hearing, even though my ears are tiny from what my parents told me.

I speak English and Japanese. but I can only speak Japanese a little, I am still learning about it. English is my first language though!

Don't tell Kyle that I store a bunch of bananas in his closet, I heard he hated bananas-

[look-at-the-soul]

The Photoshoot (Part 7)

Cillian Murphy x OC

S02E02 is mentioned (filming)

It’s been a marathon the search for unpublished photos of the So it goes magazine, I feel like some kind of spy.

Thank you for reading! I’d really love to know what you think :) tag list in comments

Hope you like this @lyarr24 ☺️

Previous parts here

As they were back into her apartment from their walk with Scout, making out on the couch, Yael’s phone started ringing. It was Vassilis, it might be important, she thought.

“Hello?” she tried to calm her heavy breathing while Cillian kept kissing her neck, making her close her eyes from the pleasure, it was hard to focus on Vassilis words. “You what?”

His fingers trying to find a way inside her panties. Oh no, if he went in there, she would be seeing stars soon. Yael tried to push away his hand.

“They want to buy your photographs for the Cara cover, the issue will be released in July.” Vassilis repeated on the phone. “I just showed the picture to a friend and he mentioned they were trying to reach to Cillian for a cover and interview, now they just need the interview if you agree to sell your photographs.”

“I can’t believe it.”

She could hear him smiling. “I told you that you were really good, you should listen to me more frequently.”

“Thank you Vas, from the bottom of my heart.”

“You are welcome, just send them over the pictures.”

Turning her head, she looked at him still not believing what she had heard. “Come here already.” She pushed Cillian down on the couch and started kissing his jaw. “The photographs I took of you.” She passed through his apple, to the hair on his chest. “Cara magazine cover for July.” His hands caressing her bum.

Cillian dropped his head back to give her access, barely paying attention to her words. “Uhu.”

“You are going to be on the cover of Cara magazine.” His fingertips running up and down her back.

Lifting her up, she hooked her legs around his waist, he then started walking towards her bedroom.

“All I care about right now, it’s in this room.”

And he would show her just how much he cared.

***

“Thank you Lyndsay, that would be all for today.” He kindly tried to say goodbye to his shadow, the umbrella girl.

“But the sun is heavy, I should walk you to your trailer…”

Cillian shook his head. “That’s really not necessary.”

This kind of situations made him feel uncomfortable, he was capable of holding an umbrella, he could also get himself a cup of coffee or tea, he really didn’t need someone walking him to his trailer. It was overwhelming and somehow very frustrating.

“Cill.” Steve called, he was walking with Helen, still dressed as aunt Polly. “You got the changes to the script, right?”

“Yeah, I was just checking them.”

“We will be filming that scene later.”

Cillian licked his lips, he just wanted to go back to Yael’s flat, have a bath and be with her and Scout. “Sure.”

“Alright, then I will go back to get everything ready, you guys have some rest and see you later.”

His cellphone rang, it was a text message from her.

We went for a walkie, and a tiny chihuahua scared the hell outta me :( he was mean and crazy.

And below he found a photograph of Scout smelling some flowers, his tongue sticking out, looking happy.

Cillian let out a low chuckle.

“Will you finally tell me what’s making you smile like that? Or more like who?” Helen asked while taking a bite of her ice cream.

He looked at her, the spark in his eyes was undeniable.

Opening the door to his trailer, he held it open for her. He just needed to hang his coat now and wait for the team to call them back on set.

“So, will you speak or do I have to torture you?” Helen asked while taking a seat on his lounge. “You know I went to your apartment one night to see if you wanted to have dinner but you weren’t there and the next morning you arrived with the same clothes from the day before.”

Cillian was first reluctant to speak, he knew he could trust Helen, and he wanted to share his happiness. He started making a tea for him and coffee for her, who was taking off her hat.

“It’s brand new, I met her last week at a photoshoot.” He showed Helen the picture he had on his cell of Yael with Scout on her lap.

“She’s pretty… and she’s making you good.”

Cillian smiled. “She’s more than just a pretty face Helen, she keeps me grounded, I enjoy her company more than anything… just like me, she knows this.” He said pointing to the air. “…This is temporary, a part of a game, there are bigger things you know?”

“Ah, I get it, she is smart with a good heart, deadly combination for you.”

Cillian offered her one cup.

“You couldn’t have described her better.” He admitted taking a seat in front of her.

“I want to meet her, why don’t you bring her one of these days for dinner? Damian will be here as well.”

He nodded, thinking how their personalities would match so well, Helen was an extraordinary woman dedicated to her job just like Yael. “I will call her tonight to let her know.”

“You really like her, you are falling deep for her.”

Another nod. There was no point on trying to deny it, Yael took him by surprise and turned his life upside down in a good way.

“Why is the long face then?” He was about to reply when she answered her own question. “You are scared your career will ruin it, aren’t you?”

“I am.” He admitted while his fingers played with the cup in front of him. “I feel this urge to protect her from the spot light, I want to keep my life away from it just like I have been doing these past years.”

“Cillian then don’t worry about something that isn’t happening right now, just enjoy the moment, enjoy your time together… you are young and have been working really hard for this project, allow yourself to let that sink in.”

“Easier said than done.” He raised his eyebrows. “I’m almost done with filming and then I’m going back to Ireland… I still don’t know how we will work that out.”

Helen crossed her legs “Have you talk to her about it?”

“Not yet… I am trying to find a proper time to tell her.”

“Just commit to each other, the rest will come easy for you.”

“Thank you Helen, you always know the right thing to say.”

She laughed and blamed it to the experience she had in life and relationships. Right after opening his heart out to his dear friend, they then proceeded to start rehearsing the lines for the upcoming scenes they had to film. Tommy Shelby would be hugging aunt Polly Gray for her birthday, more like wrapping an arm around her shoulders, but it was more of the PDA the two of them liked to show.

***

“I’m so happy to see you!” Lee-Anne gave her a hug.

Yael smiled at her friend and took her seat outside the café. “Me too! I know I have been missing in action lately, but…”

“Lately? You now even have a dog!” her friend pointed at the lab next to her.

“Oh, Scout isn’t mine, I’m puppysitting, but I have two very important things to share, first I met someone, and second I think I have the perfect guy for you.” Yael made a happy sound excited to share the news.

“Well… tell me!” Lee-Anne was as excited as her friend.

“He is a photographer, tall, sexy smile…”

“I thought you had photographers banned.”

Yael then explained her how she thought Dean was a perfect match for her, showed the picture of the group at the workshop and asked if she was interested.

“Well… of course I am, the question here is if he wants to.”

Yael smile grew bigger. “I already took care of that part, I talked with him about you, he wants to meet you.”

“What’s with you now on this cupid mood?”

Shrugging, Yael took a sip of her coffee. “I just thought you might like each other.”

Lee-Anne shook her head, of course Yael had everything figured out already. She then started telling her about the photoshoot she did with Cillian and how things were working out basically on their own. She exuded happiness and that is something you can’t hide.

Since Cillian would be filming most of the day, Yael was glad to see her friend and catch up with the most relevant things going on in their lives.

“The series is really good, I have seen some episodes.” Lee-Anne admitted.

“I haven’t seen any of it.”

Surprised, Lee-Anne showed Yael a video she just found on social media, it was a short clip, edited of the gang walking, fire could be seen in the background. He was wearing the three-piece suit and flat cap she saw the other day.

“He looks so different, I mean yeah he does the walking sometimes without even noticing or looks at me with the chin dropped down, but…”

“I can’t believe you are fucking Tommy Shelby.”

“Hey no, it’s not like that.” Yael blushed.

After some more teasing, Lee-Anne and Yael said their goodbyes, promising to see each other soon for a double date. Now she couldn’t wait until Cillian was done filming to see him again.

***

As they were walking down the street, Cillian was holding a tea with his free hand as the other was linked with Yael’s, until suddenly she stopped abruptly on her tracks.

“Look at that.” She pointed at a red telephone cabin.

“Wha? You haven’t seen one before?” He asked in a funny British accent.

“Course I have.” She opened the door. “But this Mr. Funny jokes, isn’t a regular payphone cabin, it has books.” Indeed, someone had installed shelves and it was full of books of all kinds.

A bright, beautiful smile appeared on her lips. “How amazing this is!”

There was a sign on the door, that said you were able to take a book or two, in return you were asked to bring a book and leave it there or return the book you took once you finished it.

“This sounds interesting.” He held the book while reading the back cover.

“Take it.”

“No, it feels wrong.”

She checked a few more options before de deciding for one.

“There’s nothing wrong by taking a book, you will return the favor by bringing one back or that one when you finish it, the point is to promote reading and sharing.”

“I feel like it’s one of those American shows where they are secretly filming you and then someone jumps in to scare you.”

“Oh, you clearly spend so much time watching those shows, read a book instead.” She joked.

“Are you sure it’s alright?”

“Why would they go to such trouble if not? Go on, take a book, we can bring some books back later I didn’t want to throw them to thrash can. And I can bring my camera to take a photo.”

This was an incredible idea, she regretted not bringing her camera with them to take a proper photograph of the cabin.

“Speaking of photos…” Cillian opened the camera on his cellphone and asked Yael to step closer to the door while he walked a few steps back. “It looks too dark.” He complained.

Yael showed him how to adjust the light on the screen and then went back to the cabin, holding Scout next to her.

“Now take one of us together.”

She looked at him surprised. “I thought you didn’t like being photographed.”

“I don’t like strangers asking for pictures, you aren’t a stranger.”

Extending her arm, she tried a couple of angles to make them all fit on the shot and also have some of the books in the back showing.

“Lift your head a little.” She couldn’t help giving him directions as if they were in a professional Photoshoot, and he noticed.

As they were walking down the street, hand in hand with Scout taking the lead, Cillian froze.

Yael looked up at him and then, followed his eyes. A group of women coming their way.

“More fans?” A couple of guys recognized him moments before and wanted to shake hands.

He shook his head while she bent down to help Scout who was tangled with the leash.

“Cillian.” Called him one of them.

She must be visiting her family, he thought.

The energy suddenly changing.

“Erin.” His hand tightened around her.

“So, I see the rumors are true? The photographer?” An eyebrow raised in Yael’s direction. “Really? What’s next Cillian? The makeup artist, the costar, the assistant director? Wait, even better… the umbrella girl.” A mocking look on display.

Yael didn’t know who this Erin was, but she made it sound being a photographer was something unworthy.

Yael disliked showing off her work, but she put her heart and soul into every photograph she took, she was proud of the experience she had accumulated over the years, she had won awards, contests, and she wasn’t going to back down.

“You think you will make her feel less by that?” Cillian’s eyes pierced to this woman, the group stayed quiet. “I am not wasting one more second listening to you.” Tightening his arm around Yael, he pushed through the group to leave them behind.

After walking for a while, Yael asked the question that kept playing on her mind. “Who is she?”

“No one.”

Biting her tongue, she couldn’t stop herself. “Clearly no one had a lot of things to say.”

Looking up at him, he had his jaw clenched, tense. Reaching his car, he held the door open for her and Scout.

Yael wasn’t giving up on the subject, so she waited in front of him.

“Get in the car, please… I will tell you in a minute.”

“So?” She turned on her seat while Scout played with his stuffed lion.

“My ex, that’s all… Truth is, her words speak more of herself than you.”

“And judging by the nature of her comments, it didn’t end well?” Her tone was calm, as well as her gentle gaze, it soothed him. He offered Yael his hand, feeling relieved as her hand was intertwined with his.

“We both agreed the best thing was to go separate ways, she was always jealous of the scenes I had with other actresses, the fights became insufferable.”

Kissing softly his cheek, she nodded. “Thank you for sticking up for me.”

“Is this interrogation done?”

She nodded again. “You just answered my questions, there’s nothing left to say about her.”

But little did Yael know how wrong she was.

[christinebloodwrittings]

So here's an idea for you a female reader is shrunk and gets lost in Avengers tower she runs into Thor and Loki who are both very curious about her as they've never seen anyone so tiny. Thor is kinda insensitive and loud and not as gentle as he could be he let's his curiosity get the better of him. but Loki tries to keep him from poking and manhandling her too much. Mayby some hurt / comfort from Loki.

You ask I write! 💚💚 Thank you so much for your request!!

I'm seriously considering a Shrink!Reader series xD

*My requests are open*

Pairing: Loki x Fem!Reader.

Words: 1028

Summary: Loki first meets you and comforts you after a mission where you came back being less than five inches tall.

Warnings: None actually.

Loki Taglist: @otakumultimuse-hiddlewhore @high-functioning-lokipath @thereadinggeek @lucky-foxface

The Wrong End

"This is not funny," you growled, as Tony tirelessly laughed at the fact that, due to one of the chemicals that exploded in the lab, you were less than five inches tall. "Sorry, you look so cute" you raised your middle finger at him, Natasha smiling at your attitude, "You look like a chihuahua" Clint added, causing the redhead to finally laugh, "Because of how petite and scandalous she is now? Then yeah" they all busted in laughter.

One mistake, one, and you end up smaller than a barbie.

You had always been looked down upon for being the young agent, but that had set the bar higher. Fortunately Steve was silent, albeit with a sideways smile.

The ride back to the tower was torturous enough, but then the worst happened, Bruce told you the effect was going to last at least two days, and then you took a wrong turn and got lost in the tower.

Perfect.

Your senses started to panic when you heard the loudest footsteps you've ever heard, they sounded like a thunderstorm.

"Fuck!" You muttered while looking up, you saw a giant blonde guy looking at you funny, "Loki, brother come look at this" before you could process the situation the man grabbed you and lift you up, occasionally shaking you.

"I didn't know that humans could come in this size, you're so tiny" he said while poking at your cheek too roughly, "Ow! Stop it, put me down now!" You commanded, but your tone also shrunk, so you sounded like you inhaled helium to him, which made him laugh.

"What is it that has you so amused?" Loki froze when he saw you, struggling to get out of Thor's grasp, "What is that?" He asked with discomfort, "Hey! I'm a person, now let me go!" But Thor wasn't listening to you, his hand was hurting your ribs and squeezing your legs too tight, causing you to let out a cry of pain.

"Let me go you asshole!” you kept trying to make him understand, and even though Loki tried to call on his brother’s attention, but resorted useless.

Nonetheless, he managed to snatch you up from Thor's hand, to carefully place you on his open palm, you kept wincing and squirming due to the physical pain and the feeling of the bruises forming on your skin.

“Look at her, you oaf, she’s hurt because of you” Loki raised his voice at his brother, who backed up a couple of steps with his eyes wide open. “Oh, I’m so sorry, I let the excitement get the best of me, is there anything I can do to-“ Thor wanted to reach out for you again, but Loki slapped his hand away.

“I’ll take care of her while you cover for me with the rest of the clowns” with that Loki turned on his heels and walked away, “I will take you to my room, will you be okay with it?” you nodded against his finger, you were too tired to give him a vocal response and too hurt to fight him anyways.

“You must tell me where exactly you are hurting, I can’t exactly tell due to your size, so you’ll have to make an effort in giving me a response” he spoke softly, his eyes were giving you a worried look. You pointed your legs and torso, he then proceeded to use his seiðr, his free hand glowing green on top of you, reliving you from the pain.

“Thank you” you breathed after feeling better enough to sit up straight on his hand, “Don’t mention it, how did you get to such state? To my knowledge, humans shouldn’t be this small” he scoffed, looking down at you with a funny look, “Yeah, I screw up on a mission, ended up small…as you can see” he hummed in response, leaving you on top of the bed.

“How?” he asked turning his back on you to walk to his bathroom, “How what?” he came back with a red metal box, “I don’t see how you screw up, did your team completed the mission?” you nodded, “Then this is just a minor detail, you came back alive and got the job done, that was all that mattered” he kneeled and said those words like it wasn’t a big deal, while taking your head in between his middle and index finger to close up some cuts on your face with a swab barely moistened with rubbing alcohol.

“How long until you’re back to your normal size?” he arched a brow to you as he pressed the swab to your nose, making you wince due to the sting, “Two days” he hummed again, pensative, “Then you can stay here for the time being, I will take care of your recovering” he took away the dirty swab and closed up the box.

You wanted to ask why. He was the same guy that destroyed New York, you talked to him for the first time that afternoon, why he was being this nice to you? A complete stranger. But you were very grateful, so you decided you weren’t going to question his actions, so you got up and in your tippytoes you managed to plant a kiss on the corner of his lips, your target was his cheek, but he had moved unconsciously.

“Thank you Loki” you smiled, “It’s nothing” he smiled back at you, setting the box on the nightstand, “How do they call you?” his icy glance fell on you, but he was so warm to look at, so elegant and graceful, “Y/n” your name, you gave him the key to his purpose, a simple set of words that meant the change of plans, "It's my pleasure to meet you, Y/n" his velvet voice caressed your identity, his heartbeat interwinding with yours, “The sentiment is mutual” you were sure you saw him blush, but you were the one blushing, specially when he took your tiny hand in his finger and graced your knuckles with his lips.

That was the start of something, you weren’t quite sure of what exactly, but it was surely something that could never come from the wrong end.

[hammity-hammer]

ik i made that post ab steve being a big dog guy & included little dog guy eddie

but now that i work with dogs i must expand--

eddie munson who doesn't think he likes little dogs because all he grew up with were big dogs, and the one annoying tiny fucking chihuahua drove him insane and made him dislike all little guys

and then gareth (of course it's gareth, it's always gareth) gets an ugly little pug thing and eddie just falls in love

his name's phrank and he's just the sweetest fucking thing ever-- he always wants to be up in eddie's lap and cuddling him and giving him little doggy kisses, and when he gets to meet other dogs for the first time he's scared and shy and doesn't really know what to do, but another little dog teaches him how to play and eddie's heart just about explodes with how much love he has for phrank and this helpful little friend he's made

and thus starts eddie's journey to finding little ugly dogs at the shelter and letting them into his home--

he never has more than like three at a time because money, of course, and little dogs come big vet bills, but he gives them all the love he can while they're his

the first dog he gets he just calls baby, because she's just his little baby, and she can do absolutely no wrong, even when she's chewed through his work boots so badly that he has to spend $200 on a new pair

he builds his little doggy empire and has pictures all over his house of his cute lil babies, and anytime he meets someone new he just has to gush about all the sweethearts he's had & will continue to have for as long as he can<3

also just-- big metalhead eddie who wears chains and spikes and gets piercings and tattoos and is just fucking mean looking coming to pick up his sweet baby angels from the groomers has me laughing-- anytime he takes them for walks or one of them runs a bit too far from the house he has to explain that "yes that little pumpkin is my baby, do you see her tags? yeah, eddie munson at your service, that phone number, also mine, call it right now you'll see-- that's my sweetheart now PLEASE give me my dog back-- no your kid cannot have my dog?? why the fuck would i give you my sweet girl?? kindly give me my dog back and fuck right off please"

[puppypeter]

Everyone that follows me knows I tend to see prompts in every single thing around me and online so I thought I'd put together all the articles/pics/tweets/videos I've saved that made me go 'Imagine that but Stucky'

Dog Who Works At Laundromat Can't Stop Taking Naps On All The Machines

I don't know why I have a thing for laudromats aus but imagine store owner Steve with his big doggo and Bucky trying to do his wash but feeling like someone is staring at him...

Cap!Steve/Modern!Bucky au. Steve not really having dated before and being a little bit over the top (or what others would consider a bit too much) when it comes to trying to impress his date. But Bucky just loves him already. He can see it's all coming from the heart, that Steve is a giant awkward softie who somehow thinks he needs to try so hard to impress him. (Yes, we know that's not how Steve usually is but some of us like to read AUs with big dumb blushy virgin idiot Steve... leave us alone!! ahah). Also those trays are dope!

The hot veterinarian steve au!! For more ideas just follow the guy in the picture @andresantosvet on instagram (x)

vs Bucky as a veterinarian! 🥺 (video here)

Enemies to lovers neighbours AU! This is totally grumpy Bucky's sign who has had enough of Steve very early and very varied workouts (and of all his moaning which he definitely... doesn't.. like....)

I don't even need to explain this one, do I? We all know who that is. I love the idea of big beefy steve with a baby just because he'd be a giant carrying a tiny bundle but at the same time I can picture pre-serum steve doing this too. But who is bucky? Does he work at the gallery? Is he there with friends? Is he the author of a painting the baby just started crying at?

I think everyone has seen the video (x) but the kid takes his cap off for all the princesses. So single dad Steve taking his son to Disney World/land and he does this but to everyone, including the princes and one of them is Bucky! (or the other way around tbh, they both have the prince charming looks)

I guess this can be the sequel to the previous one? ahah this is too adorable!!

Bringing this one back because why not? Pre-serum Steve out with big sweet polite doggo Lulabelle meets big beefy Bucky who has this tiny ass but loud af bark at everything chihuahua. Somehow their dogs seem to be their opposites, but very similar to the other lol

Also:

- I'm not going to repost but every time I see the comics by Strange Planet I can picture Steve and Bucky in the 21st century (I know that's not how they talk and they're a lot smarter but I feel they would do something like that on purpose to mess with the others)

- Stucky's daughter being over the top or teacher/parent au based on this

- Maybe I've been watching too many episodes of Superstore (plus a bunch of retail related memes and tiktoks like this one) but would love a customr service stucky au. I think they'd be brutal, the sassiness that would come out at all the Karens...

PS: I don't actually expect anyone to write any of these (even when I call them prompts or say I would love to read). I just like sharing ideas I can see Stucky in so that y'all can suffer with me at the overload of cuteness. If anyone has ever any thoughts on these please share them with me, I love to see what other people see x character do in x situation! My inbox is always open!

[imaginedreamwrite]

Oh no. I'm sorry the accident about your account happened.

So…I'm not sure if I send you my crazy idea is ok.

If you don't like it. Just fine.

When I see this Steve, it popped out my brain.

40s!Steve in hybrid au definitely is golden retriever.

And I just …finished it I guess?

pre Serum Steve is a border collie.

2012!Steve is a Labrador retriever.

End game! Steve and Nomad!Steve probably bother me the most, it's hard to find the match one🤣🤣 Maybe you could tell me how you think?

End game!Steve is a Great Dane

Nomad!Steve is German Shepherd.

Have a good day. 💐💐

This is perfect! This is so spot on!

Innocent sweet Steve ‘40s Steve is definitely a golden retriever

Pre-serum Steve would make a good Border Collie but also…a Chihuahua because they’re feisty and tiny

2012 Steve is a handsome boy, still a little confused and innocent — a lab, a handsome and goodest boy

Nomad!Steve strikes me as a long haired German Shepherd or maybe a Tibetan mastiff because of the size of him and the beard

Endgame Steve is a Great Dane for sure!

[musette22]

Ok but Shrinklyclinks with Steve being on the bus with Lulabelle (a massive dog like an English Mastiff or Saint Bernard) and big Bucky getting on the bus and asking him if dogs are allowed on the bus and then pulling out a tiny ass chihuahua out of his hoodie 💛 I saw it and I had to make it about Stucky!!! (and I love the idea of their dogs being a representation of their personalities in opposition with their appearances)

Oohhhh THIS IS EVERYTHING 😍😍😍 I love this so much, thank you for sharing this fabulous thought 💕 So cute and funny, I'd read the hell out of a meet-cute fic like this!! 🙏🏻

[alirhi]

okay. let's do this shit.

Guess what, bitches? Mama bear's back and angry all over again. Remember when I said I might dive into a ragepost about how Bucky's treated after completing the one about Loki? This is it. This is the post. Welcome to fucking Thunderdome.

I will actually try to keep it civil. No promises, but I'll try. and I will not be accepting "constructive criticism" about my rage. Just so we're clear.

Got it? Good. Let's dive in.

In case you don't want to read the whole thing (I know I get wordy) here's what this whole post will boil down to: BUCKY NEVER HAD A FUCKING CHOICE. NEVER. NOT ONCE IN HIS ENTIRE ADULT LIFE.

Now, quick reminder: I don't read comics. I know nothing about Bucky's comic canon, except what Sebastian liked to bring up as often as possible during TWS/CW promotions: at some point, Bucky boned Nat. XD Since Bucky only exists as a Marvel property, I won't be bitching about other source material being disrespected like I did with Loki. This is all MCU, my dudes. And honestly? That's enough, because though we don't see nearly enough of Bucky for my liking, we do manage to get a rich, deep backstory to him in the material we're given, partly thanks to better writing in the early days of the MCU, and partly thanks to Sebastian Stan's phenomenal acting. Unlike the writers of the Loki series, Seb knows how to show, not tell. And gods, what stories those eyes show...

Let's start with the army. In an old post illustrating what an absolute BAMF Bucky Barnes truly is, I mistakenly said he enlisted, and a kind soul educated me on the incredible attention to detail Marvel used to pay - in this case, Bucky's ID number. 32557038. As this kind, eagle-eyed soul pointed out to me, the first two digits of that number - 32 - signify that Bucky was drafted, specifically from the NY, NJ, DE area (that last part is rather obvious, as Bucky and Steve are from Brooklyn lol). Bucky didn't choose to go to war. He was drafted. He was forced to fight, or go to prison.

Bucky was born in 1917, which means - again, as someone pointed out to me a while back - he came of age during the Great Depression. As a child, he would likely have seen his parents living comfortably and able to shower each other and him and his sister with gifts and fun memories, and then POOF. Stock market crashes when he's only 12-years-old, and life becomes brutal and painful. He manages to have some fun with his best friend Steve, and spends his teens/early 20s chasing girls and keeping his stupid, stubborn, tiny friend from getting beaten to death.

Steve constantly has something to prove. He's absolutely got what my mom always called "little man's disease", and Bucky's just doing his best not to roll his eyes too much at this asthmatic chihuahua constantly trying to beat up Tibetan mastiffs. While Steve keeps lying on his enlistment forms (an actual crime) trying again and again to get into the army and prove what a badass he is (definitely not), Bucky's had enough trauma and upheaval in his life and he just wants his stupid friend to calm tf down and live. Enjoy the fact that he doesn't have to go to war and get his limbs blown off.

And then he gets fucking drafted. This sweet, resigned realist who knows exactly how dangerous the war really is, is forced to put on a uniform and go fight strangers alongside other strangers thousands of miles from everything he knows. And on his last night of freedom, when he just wants to hang out with his friend, see some cool gadgets, and dance with a pretty girl, his stupid angry chihuahua friend feels the need to lie and try to enlist again.

Okay. Gotta get back on track. Ragepost about mistreatment of Bucky, not how much Steve annoys me. Sorry. Anyway...

Bucky's drafted, accepts his shitty lot with a brave smile, and is shipped off to Europe, where he is captured by HYDRA and presumed by the Allies to be KIA. Instead, he's strapped down, tortured, and given the HYDRA version of the super serum against his will. Steve rescues him, and Bucky knows he can't leave his idiot friend to his own devices to get his head blown off, so he dives right back into the fray. And then he falls off a cliff, loses most of his left arm, and is declared dead...again. This one's pretty damn valid, though lol. Without the serum no one knew he'd been shot up with, there is no way he would have survived that fall.

Here is where Bucky's story gets truly heartbreaking: His autonomy, his ability to consent is stripped from him through electroshock torture/brainwashing. The trigger words are conditioned into him during this process, and boom. Ten words in Russian, and Bucky Barnes is gone. Even the confused, hurting shadow of him is gone, leaving only a perfectly obedient killing machine, with Bucky's pretty face. He's strong as all hell, though, so they can't keep him fully under their control for long, not without more torture, when the disorientation of being fucking frozen wears off on longer missions.

I cannot stress this point enough, guys: Bucky. Had. No. Choice. Not like the draft, where his choices (go and get shot at, refuse and go to jail, or dodge and run to Canada) just suck. No, he literally didn't have a choice. He had his ability to choose stripped from him. If that's too complex a concept to really sink in, try this: His brain was fucking raped. Repeatedly. For decades. Nothing the Winter Soldier ever did was Bucky's fault. Nothing. Ever. Not remotely, no matter how you fucking slice it. Bucky is not an assassin. I almost said "not a killer", but he was a soldier, and a sharpshooter. He definitely killed when he was himself, but that was in a war, not a series of assassinations.

So far, imo, so good. This is just a rundown of Bucky's pre-show backstory. I don't love what he had to suffer, but I do love how it was treated in the movies. People were afraid of him, but when they knew the whole situation, Steve, Nat, and Sam rallied behind him. Natasha had plenty of reason to want the Winter Soldier dead; he'd tried to kill her multiple times and almost succeeded. Sam had no reason to help Bucky at all; he didn't know him, didn't trust him, and again, TWS had tried to kill him. But he stood by Steve, and when Bucky showed the clear difference between himself and TWS, Sam stood by him, too, and fought alongside him.

And it's very realistic, imo, that Tony didn't give a single fuck that Bucky had no choice. He watched this man murder both of his parents on tape. If TWS had killed my dad and I saw proof of it, I'd try to kill Bucky, too. Grief wins out over logic. Most emotions usually do. And that's a very important point we're going to come back to in a few minutes.

Bucky was really only in like ten minutes at most of IW and Endgame, and for multiple reasons I hate those movies, so I'm just gonna skip them, kay? Kay. On to the main event!

Here's where I get pissed off. Even if I didn't have an unhealthy attachment to this character, or the depth of appreciation for his tragic backstory that I do, the lack of continuity between the movies and the show alone would still piss me off. It always does. Don't even get me started on Joss "Continuity? What continuity?" Whedon and his (iconic, but flawed) shows. Ahem. Back on track...

Let me just get one little thing out of the way real quick: I fucking LOVE The Falcon and the Winter Soldier. I love it. This show amazed me when I first watched it, and I still love it after many more viewings lol. I have only ever watched it all the way through without skipping over as much John Walker shit as possible the one time lol but I love how Sam and Bucky interact, and I fucking adore how Sam's arc was treated. I just wish they'd show the same care and attention to Bucky.

Because what they did to Bucky in this show is a fucking travesty. There was a tiny ray of hope in the pilot, when he called out Dr. Bitchface for being a terrible shrink. I thought that would be the start of him realizing he needed to find someone else and ignore the damaging shit that woman was telling him. But...nope. No such luck.

The show really had a strong start, I'll give it that. We see Bucky having nightmares of his time as TWS and struggling to hide how his traumatic memories are affecting him as he tries to live in the world again. He befriends the father of one of HYDRA's victims, which can't be good for Bucky (and we're shown it's definitely not when he sees the shrine in Yori's home to his late son) but it's sweet, how he's trying to connect and reach out to someone who's hurting and lonely.

They drop the ball a little with the whole... Bucky can hack a fucking car, but can't figure out Tinder thing. Had they just run with the fandom interpretation of the tiger photos line, that it shows that Bucky is bi and left it at that, I'd have been okay with it (and no, that is not because I ship Sam/Bucky. it's because Bucky is and always has been a certified nerd who loves technology and has consistently shown very little issue learning to use new gadgets). The outdated flip phone he handed his terrible court-mandated shrink was a burner; I liked that theory when I read it, especially since it's the only time we see him even holding a phone that old lol. This all could have fit the "Bucky is a sassy bisexual nerd" narrative and it'd be okay. Instead, the director was like "NOOOOOO that line was just to show how old he is and how he can't figure out all this newfangled technology!" Woman, you had him remotely driving someone else's vehicle with a tablet. That is NOT a man who can't figure out a damn smart phone!

But that's just a minor annoyance. What fills me with absolute rage is how everyone - not just the shitty therapist who lashes out at and purposely triggers her traumatized patients, but EVERYONE - Sam, Zemo, people who should fucking know better ALL treat him like he's a psychopath and a ticking time bomb. Like he chose to take the serum and he chose to kill for HYDRA, and he's just seen the error of his ways. *barf*

Bucky in the movies is established to be a victim, through and through. His guilt over what he was forced to do is natural, and that he sees himself as a monster makes sense... but that doesn't mean it's correct. The one and only thing I ever liked about Steve Rogers is at least he got it. He pointed out that none of it was Bucky's fault, he tried to show him that he was worth saving. That's the other reason I refuse to talk about Endgame. This post will get a WHOLE LOT LONGER and a lot fucking angrier if I open that door.

Zemo supposedly knows everything about HYDRA and super soldiers... So why does he treat Bucky like he's a corrupt serial killer? (this, for the record, is why I don't like Zemo) Why does he never point out that Bucky was given the serum against his will, or that his actions, when he had control of them, proved that he was never corrupted? Bucky never wanted to become superhuman. Bucky didn't even want to fucking fight!

Sam, despite constantly resisting the label, is shown very clearly to be Bucky's friend. By episode 3, he cares. He worries about how Bucky is getting lumped in with the other super soldiers in Zemo's speech... But he never really defends him. He says "what about Bucky?" but he doesn't point out that Bucky's a good man, he's fought so hard to help people, he does everything he can to avoid killing... And that fucking speech in episode 5. I was with him on "you gotta stop looking to other people to tell you who you are." I was like "YEAH! Tell him, Sam! Bucky, you're WORTH SAVING, boo! Your value does not hinge on someone else's opinion of you!" And then... Sam dropped the ball.

He not only continued the disturbing pattern of victim-blaming in this show, and in Marvel/Disney properties in general, but he gave really dangerously bad advice! No one in their right mind, mental health professional or no, would EVER tell a traumatized former assassin (whether he was responsible for his actions or not) to go confront his victims' families out of the blue with no warning and no one to mediate and keep things from going to shit. Yori already knew his son had been murdered because he was in the "wrong place, wrong time." How is it being "of service" to tell him you're the one who killed him?! Remember how I said Tony's reaction to learning the full truth about his parents' deaths was valid and would be an important point later? Hi! Welcome to later. THAT is the natural reaction to facing the man who murdered your loved one(s). And even if Yori didn't get angry and lash out, HOW IS IT "HELPING" HIM OR BRINGING HIM "CLOSURE" TO KNOW THAT HIS FRIEND KILLED HIS FUCKING SON?!?!?! This man befriended him, bonded with him, watched him grieve... And now he's learning this is the man who caused all his pain and heartache to begin with? That is so toxic and psycho I just... I can't even... UGH.

And then there's the equally toxic and damaging "deeply traumatized person just needed a stern talking to and a hug to be ALL BETTER AGAIN" ending. I loved seeing Bucky happy and socializing, but it was too soon, and it was unearned. And it sends a fucking awful message to people actually struggling with PTSD, and to their loved ones who don't know how to help them. Heaping more blame on them and then hugging it out is NOT helpful!

This show could have been damn near perfect with just two changes. That's all. Just two. 1) Someone, anyone, bringing up the reasons why Bucky was never a villain in his presence. Someone being in his corner and reminding him, like Steve did, that it wasn't his fault and he's not going to "snap". 2) More time devoted to Bucky's healing. Actual fucking healing, not the shit they tried to pass off as a magic fix-all. He can have his happy barbecue moment, just don't frame it as "everything's great now!" Healing isn't linear, and there will be both good days and bad. Some of the most fragile people in the world have the brightest smiles.

If we get a season 2, which this amazing show absolutely deserves, and they address this stuff, all will be forgiven in my book. Expanding on his story and his journey toward healing will help to reframe that "happily ever after" garbage as something more realistic. But as it stands now... Fuck Marvel.