I do not own any of the Marvel cinematic or comic universe even though I would love to and even worse, I don't own James Buchanan Barnes or any plot of The First Avenger. However my OC is mine alone and her past belongs to my weird ass brain. This occurs pre-first avenger into the first avenger.
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"That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in."
In which war time can't keep two reckless soldiers from making a beautiful mess of their lives.
James Buchanan Barnes always got what he wanted; women swooning at his feet and athletic medals practically being handed to him when he even breathed. There wasn't much he wanted other than his best friend Steve Rogers to be happy.
That was until he met her outside of Manhattan's premiere burlesque club in 1943.
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It started with her silhouette, and that's where it ended
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Silhouette || Bucky Barnes
Fanfiction"That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in." In which war time can't keep two reckless soldiers from making a beautiful mess of their lives || the first avenger ||
