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INDEPENDENT JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES. EST. 2014.
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hisjerk · 4 years ago
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sanguinibus​:
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“It’s the most greasiest  thing you’ll ever eat. But it is literally the best thing ever. It’s tater tots which is just fried potato but put in a waffle iron to make it a waffle. So it is a grilled cheese between two tater tot waffles with french fries.”
         '  jesus  ,  i  can  already  FEEL  my  arteries  clogging . '    and  he  can't  help  but  laugh  .    '  so  how  in  the  hell  did  you  come  up  with  this  ?  i  mean ,  i  bet  it's  gunna  taste  good  but  damn  .  '    picking  up  the  grease-glistening..  sandwich?  barnes  takes  a  generous  bite  of  the  melty  cheesy  crispy  goodness .  a  satisfying  crunch .  barnes  just  chuckles  at  the  absurdity  of  just  how  good  it  taste ,  shaking  his  head  as  he  swallows  it  down .  '  AND  french  fries  to  go  with  it  ?  you're  tryna  kill  me  ,  huh ? '  
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hisjerk · 4 years ago
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              curiosity  etches  over  sunkissed  countenance ,  steely  blue  eyes  examining  the  item  bestowed  upon  him  .  '  ——  what  is  it  ?  '
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hisjerk · 4 years ago
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Who are you, really?
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hisjerk · 4 years ago
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        oɴce a killer,                  ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs a killer.
              my hands are ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ in blood.                                       and not even your salty tears                                            of ƒσяgινєηєѕѕ and ℓσνє,                                                                       can ωαѕн away                                                                 the PAIN I have   c a u s e d .
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hisjerk · 4 years ago
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@hcxcd​ asked:  ‘ wait here. i’ll go run a bath for you. ’
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                            body  is  riddled  with  aches  &&  bruises ,  the  smallest  movement  has  him  flinching  in  pain .  SUPER  SOLDIER ,  yes ,  but  not  immune  to  pain  nor  injuries ;  just  a  slight  upper-hand  at  healing  more  quickly  than  an  average  human  being .  steely  blues  shift ,  watches  as  she  stands  from  the  bed ,  an  offer  to  run  him  a  bath .  he  interjects ,  an  attempt  to  sit  upright  &&  grab  her  hand  before  she  can  walk  away .  ' wanda ,  you  don't -- '  fingers  just  barely  grasp  onto  hers ,  gaze  timid-like  as  it  meets  emerald  hues .  ' you  don't  have  to  do  that .  i  appreciate  it  though. ‘  meek  smile  tugs  just  barely  at  the  corners  of  his  mouth .
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hisjerk · 4 years ago
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                                    ` WHATEVER DOESN’T KILL YOU IS GOING TO LEAVE A SCAR.
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hisjerk · 4 years ago
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my bucky muse is thriiiving.
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hisjerk · 5 years ago
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@theesongbiird​ asked:  ‘ take my bed for tonight.’
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                   '  that  wouldn't  be  very  gentlemanly  of  me . '  it's  a  light-hearted  jest  .  '  i've  slept  on  a  floor  plenty  of  times  ,  i'll  be  fine .   i'd  much  rather  you  have  it  but  i  appreciate  the  offer . '  
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hisjerk · 5 years ago
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* love ♥ starters
‘ want me to stay? ’
‘ we’re almost home. ’
‘ you should be in bed. ’
‘ we can share it.’
‘ stay there. i’m coming to get you. ’
‘ shh, shh. you were dreaming. ’ 
‘ grab my hand. ’
‘ i’m just going to pick you up. ’
‘ everything okay? ’
‘ i won’t leave you behind. ’
‘ don’t worry. better out than in. ’
‘ who did that to you? ’ 
‘ sit down and rest. ’
‘ sweetie, i would never think that. ’
‘ come lay down in my lap. ’
‘ i know you think you’re all alone out there, but you’re not. ’
‘ call me when you get home. ’
‘ we should change those bandages. ’
‘ you’re safe here. ’
‘ honey… ’
‘ of course we love you. ’
‘ wait here. i’ll go run a bath for you. ’
‘ take my bed for tonight. ’
‘ i promise. ’ 
‘ you’re always welcome here. ’
‘ don’t talk like that. ’
‘ bad dream? ’
‘ talk to me. ’  
‘ it’s okay to cry. ’
‘ you need to be more careful.’
‘ we should hug this out. ’
‘ i worry about you. ’
‘ can i hold your hand? ’ 
‘ because i care about you. ’
‘ it made me think of you. ’ 
‘ take care of yourself. ’
‘ put your seatbelt on. ’ 
‘ where did you go? ’ 
‘ i didn’t mean to worry you. ’
‘ i made breakfast. ’
‘ sing something for me? ’
‘ open it and find out. ’
‘ how long have you been like this? ’
‘ you look nice. ’
‘ here, take my jacket. ’
‘ close your eyes and try to get some rest. ’
‘ focus on my voice. ’ 
‘ i meant every word. ’
‘ i was here all night. ’
‘ look both ways before you cross. ’
‘ you don’t have to talk. ’ 
‘ this is your favorite, right? ’
‘ you’ll feel better in the morning. ’
‘ you have a nice laugh. ’
‘ here, take my jacket. ’
‘ you could stay here. with me. ’
‘ we’ll figure it out together. ’
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hisjerk · 5 years ago
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siapsymud·:
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“It’s called a cruffin, stop being a baby and try it.”
                '  cruffin ---  '   he  muses  ,  snickering nasally  .   '  hey  ,  i'm  not  being  a  baby  'm  just  curious .  would  like  an  idea  of  what  im  about  to  put  in  my  mouth.  and  truthfully ,  it �� definitely  doesn't  sound  good  but  it  does  look  good .    '   humming  thoughtfully ,  he  reached  for  and  brought  the  pastry  to  his  mouth  ,  taking  a  generous  bite  .  it's  sweet  ,  flaky  and  soft  and  practically  melts  in  his  mouth  .  he  nods  approvingly  as  he  chews  ,  taking  a  swig  of  his  beverage  to  wash  it  down .  '  okay  ,  not  bad  ,  not  bad  .  you  made  these  ?  '
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hisjerk · 5 years ago
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Do me a favor. Reblog this if you welcome the use of ask memes as icebreakers between characters that have never, or rarely, interacted before.
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hisjerk · 5 years ago
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                                    ` WHATEVER DOESN’T KILL YOU IS GOING TO LEAVE A SCAR.
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hisjerk · 5 years ago
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i  havent roleplayed on tumblr in literal years and i feel so out of place and unaware of just everything and how anything operates anymore dhfghggd
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hisjerk · 5 years ago
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      “— it’s a starkpad, kind of like a bigger phone. you use it for apps and to make life easier and such. i even calibrated it to respond to your metally bits.”
            metally  bits  ,  bucky  can't  help  but  snicker  at  that  ,  chalybeous  gaze  drifting  down  to  the  starkpad ,  metallic  appendages  brushing  gingerly  over  it  as  if  he's  scared  he'll  damage  it  .   '  it's  crazy  ,  how  much  technology  has  advanced  .  what  you  ,  yourself  are  capable  of  creating .   still  not  quite  used  to  it  all  .  '   he  looks  up  at  tony  fixing  him  with  a  meek  smile .   '  what  kind  of  apps  do  you  recommend  i  download  ?   not  really  sure  what’s  good  ——   '
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hisjerk · 5 years ago
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             there's  a  noticeable  difference  now  ,   doesn't  feel  as  much  of  a  dead-weight  as  it  had  previously  .   there's  just  a  hint  of  an  appreciative  smile  pulling  at  the  corners  of  cerise  tiers .   god  ,  barnes  had  harbored  such  a  distaste  for  his  bionic  arm  ,  he  thinks  that  maybe  he  felt  more  at  peace  without  it  attached  to  him  ,  even   if  it  did  make  everything  just  a  little  bit  harder  in  his  everyday  life .   steely  blue  gaze  drifts  down  to  metallic  appendages  ,  curling  them  inward  toward  palm .   '  ——  yeah  ,  much  better  actually  .  i ,  uh  ,  i  appreciate  it  .  thank  you .  '   bucky  glances  up  at  tony  offering  a  meek  smile .  it's  a  work  in  progress  ,  his  standing  with  stark ,  but  he  thinks  they've  been  getting  better .   '  y'know ,  your  work  is  really  something  else .  it's  truly  fascinating  .  '  small-talk  ,  he  sucked  at  it  these  days  but  he  was  being  wholly  sincere  in  his  words .
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     “That feeling any better?” He asks, leaning both hands on the workbench between them as he watches Bucky flex his arm once it’s back in its socket. “Should be feeling a little less sluggish now.” 
@hisjerk​  ♥’d for Tony
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hisjerk · 5 years ago
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              curiosity  etches  over  sunkissed  countenance ,  steely  blue  eyes  examining  the  item  bestowed  upon  him  .  '  ——  what  is  it  ?  '
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hisjerk · 5 years ago
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                        he  does  not  think  it's  possible  to  make  amends  with  himself ,  the  GUILT  is  slowly  consuming  him  whole  and  driving  him  mad .  every  breath  he  takes  is  a  constant  reminder  of  the  horrifying  acts  he  ,  no ,  the  WINTER  SOLDIER  committed  ;  a  HYDRA  bred  assassin  with  a  strong  resemblance  to  that  of  JAMES  BUCHANAN  BARNES .  he's  mad  at  himself  ,  at  the  world ,  at  GOD  for  not  allowing  him  to  just  die  that  day .  and  sometimes  ,  well  ,  bucky  thinks  about  just  that  -  about  putting  an  end  to  it  all .  he  may  have  been  an  enhanced  human  but  he  was  not  immortal  and  if  he  willed  it ,  he  could  very  well  take  his  own  life  ;  but  did  he  even  deserve  such  an  easy  way  out  ?  he's  not  sure  he  can  ever  go  back  to  living  that  of  a  normal  life ,  hell ,  he  knows  he  can't ,  that  things  will  never  just  be  okay ,  that  there  will  always  be  that  pair  of  eyes  burning  into  the  back  of  his  skull  with  their  looks  of  pure  disgust  and  hatred .  he  will  always  be  seen  as  a  MONSTER ,  won't  he  ?  A  COLD - BLOODED  KILLER .  so  much  blood  stained  his  hands ,  so  many  innocent  lives  he’d  stolen .  there  was  no  redeeming  himself  ,  how  could  he  ?  his  throat  is  tightening  and  hot  tears  began  pricking  at  his  eyes ,  he  swallows  hard ,  trembling  hands  clenching  into  fists  as  a  slow  breath  is  relinquished .  he's  trying  his  best  to  keep  his  composure  but  he's  c r u m b l i n g ,  rapidly .    
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