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Stucky is everything. They’re kids in love in New York just after the turn of the century and they’re doomed WWII soldiers and they’re men reduced to science experiments and they’re tortured and beaten and they’re depressed and lost without eachother and they’re two thirty-something year old dudes in love and they defy time and space and death to be together and they’re just normal guys and they’ve loved eachother for 100 years.

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Till there were no more wolves in the West

dharmashark @dharmasharks

Summary:

“I’m afraid of a lot of things, Steve,” Bucky says softly.

“But this thing sticking in my heart—the part of me that’s yours? It is the best part of me. Maybe the only good part.” His rueful smile wavers. He makes a pained expression.

“What if it’s the only good part?” he asks.

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@dharmasharks am I correct in that this is the Bucky from your fic?

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SEBASTIAN STAN VANITY FAIR, 2025 PHOTOGRAPHED BY NORMAN JEAN ROY

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it's just that when i love something, i love it loud and i love it long. i've never figured out the halfway of it - when i hold something, i let it scar me.

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Not a morning person.

Extra of this one http://min1919.tumblr.com/post/85362075781/

I don’t know why it took me so long to dig it out from all the sketches and finish.

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Since it’s half decent I’m guessing I am posting something for his birthday after all!

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Bucky likes wearing his Captain America hoodie whenever they’re out in public, cause Steve still gets a bit embarrassed about just how much merchandise there is with his face or shield on it.

Apr 12 2015 

https://zhaana.tumblr.com/post/116203475080/bucky-likes-wearing-his-captain-america-hoodie

#steve rogers #bucky barnes #sappy stuff #stucky #captain america #my art #i tried coloring this and then photoshop crashed #so i gave up

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A note from Bucky to you.

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steve and bucky protecting each other with the shield (◡‿◡✿) 

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short little Maddie POV

Eddie shows up for Buck

Maddie opens the door to Eddie at 4:27 AM. She ushers Eddie and Chris in and then takes Chris to the guest room to get him settled. When she comes back out, Eddie is standing over Buck's prone form where he's asleep on the couch. He'd finally passed out an hour ago. He'd been crying nearly nonstop since showing up after being released from the scene. She can see the pain and worry on Eddie's face as his eyes trace over Buck. She wants to give them privacy, but she isn't ready to be alone yet. Chim is still in quarantine, and it's still too raw, the image of her husband clinging to life. Movement draws her attention back to Eddie when he kneels next to the couch beside Buck's head. His hand hovers over Buck's hair for a split second before he sweeps a stray curl off his forehead.

Buck shifts in his sleep, leans into the touch unconsciously. Eddie starts to run his fingers gently through Buck's hair, lets his thumb run softly over the puffy skin under Buck's right eye. Buck comes awake with a start, his body jolting up before realizing Eddie is kneeling in front of him. Maddie can't see the expression on his face, but she can see the relief in the slump of his shoulders. It's only a second, and then he's tipping forward into Eddie's arms, a sob escaping him. Eddie holds him right where they are. Both of them kneeling on the floor, both of them shaking, tears running down their faces. She can hear Buck saying Eddie's name over and over, his voice muffled, his face buried in Eddie's neck. Eddie's hand cups the back of Buck's neck, "I'm here. I've got you, let it go." He takes all of Buck's weight onto himself, lets Buck melt into him, even with his own grief so clearly at the surface, he tries to take all of Buck's too, and it makes her own tears fall again. As she watches her brother cling to Eddie, she thinks back to the conversation they'd had just a few weeks ago. There's a part of her that wonders if maybe he's protecting himself by lying to himself about his feelings. But she also doesn't miss the gentle way Eddie cups the back of Buck's head, the soft way he presses several kisses just above Buck's ear. She asks herself if maybe they're both lying. When Buck starts to settle, Eddie maneuvers them up onto the couch, lets Buck curl into his side as the last hiccuping sobs escape him. He tucks Buck's head under his chin, his fingers burrowing into Buck's hair, scratching gently at his scalp.

Maddie can just barely make out Eddie's voice, but she can't hear the words he's whispering to Buck, but she can see the way it soothes him, the way he keeps pushing further into Eddie's body. She doesn't know what kind of love they have, maybe its friendship, maybe its something more, but whichever it is, it runs deep and true. What she does know is that it's the kind that lasts forever, and there's nothing in the world she wants for her brother more than to have that kind of love.

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saccharine af.

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“... I didn't care very much about anything else, you know?”

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i wish i was beside you . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁

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Very masochistic sketches

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