soldiersghost
// HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUCKY!!!!!!!! DROP BIRTHDAY FLUFF RNRN!!!!!
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// cb for a one liner if you’re a material girl
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// cb and specify and i’ll get to it in the morning hopefully
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// CB AND SPECIFY!!!!!! i have so much muse for this guy
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// cb and specify
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@lostlaufeyson- “Bucky Barnes, Brooklyn, 2023. Bucky Barnes, Brooklyn, 2023,” Bucky repeated to himself under his breath, running a hand through his hair as he sat down, trying to breathe through it. He took the water gingerly in his right hand, looking up at the man with a feeble attempt at his usual stoic, guarded face— rather, he looked vulnerable, and afraid. “I’ll be okay. Thanks.”
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@lostlaufeyson- Bucky took in a slow, deep breath, glove-clad metal hand flexing for a few moments before relaxing, along with the rest of him. He was okay. Nobody could hurt him anymore. He was free. “James Bucky Barnes, Brooklyn, 2023,” he whispered under his breath, reminding himself of who, where, and when he was. Finally, he opened his eyes, looking at the man tentatively. “Um… water would be great.”
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@lostlaufeyson- “Shit, I— sorry, this is the first door I saw. I thought— it’s— never mind,” Bucky stuttered, dragging a hand through his newly-shorn short hair. Worse still, a glance out the window revealed that he hadn’t been being chased at all— the dog’s bark hadn’t been from a HYDRA K-9 unit, it was from somebody’s pet. A Newfoundland, not a German shepherd. He felt like such an idiot. “I’m sorry to burst in like this. I thought I saw something. I… I can go.”
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// cb and specify i’m in an angry angsty mood
wartidings
Veterans get a free first round . What’ll it be ?
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@wartidings The look in the man’s eyes made Bucky’s own expression shift to something a little softer— understanding. He knew that look, that look that spoke volumes, said you had suffered as long as you could remember and had done things you wished you could take back. He saw it in his own eyes every time he looked in the mirror. “Will do,” he murmured with a nod, looking up into the man’s eyes a moment, a silent ‘I understand,’ and maybe a silent ‘I’m sorry.’
wartidings
@soldiersghost The riders eyes soften ; something ancient and agonizing lingering for a moment, his mind turning over every war he’s caused, and taken part in . “ forgive me , if I don’t answer . “ he looks young , the taunt ness of youth clinging to his bones, it would never leave him, hadn’t left him since he turned 29 , in the desert of his home . It was all desert now . “ let me know if I can get you anything else .” His behavior shifts , and he’s smiling now , he forces down that darkness . He was supposed to have control , be light and happy .
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@wartidings “Uh huh.” Bucky’s voice was still carefully measured, eyebrows furrowed just slightly. He was interested, but not quite enough just yet. After taking a sip of his drink, he responded, “No hard feelings. Can I ask where you served?”