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This is so so cute.

This type of content is why tumblr is a necessity in my life.

Just a fluffy little thought. A grumpy, moody, broody Bucky, moping and grumbling through the compound with a scowl on his face. He was restless and annoyed the whole jet ride home. He tosses his bags off to the side, throwing off his tactical gear without a care in the world and Sam and Nat are utterly baffled because the mission was a complete success. Bucky's plan worked perfectly, his strategies were what got them in and out, he'd even saved a group of civilians that were unexpected.

Why was he grumpier than usual?

Because something is not right.

Everyone gathers for dinner and he barely takes a bite. He's shifting his food around his a fork before getting up and sitting on the couch instead with his arms across his chest and shoulders tensed. No one breathes a word, letting him storm to himself. Except you. You'd noticed Bucky's less than pleasant attitude but it doesn't scare you and you felt bad seeing him sitting by himself clearly stewing over something.

Maybe you had a crush on the soldier too. Maybe.

"Hey" You give him a soft smile as you take a seat beside him, still giving him space, "You okay?"

He gives you a shrug in response but that was normal with Bucky. You'd check in again and if he still didn't want to talk, you'd leave him alone.

"What's wrong"

Usually his standard answer of telling people to fuck off was easy but not with you. Never with you. Not when you turn him into a pile of mush and fluff. Bucky's grumpy face turns more into a pout as he contemplates telling you what's been making him so mad.

"My tummy hurts" he mumbles and you have to hold every fiber of your body together to keep from melting into a puddle because he could have said he felt unwell. Stomach pain. Stomach ache.Felt sick. Felt off. He could have said absolutely any other variation of what he was feeling but no.

The poor, grumpy, angry soldier was huffy and puffy because of a tummy ache.

"I'm sorry bub" you coo, not even realizing what you'd called him,"What would make you feel better?" You ask but Bucky doesn't actually know the answer. When he usually felt queasy he'd just grit it out until it went away.

"When I was little, my ma would make me some soup" He wasn't sure if it actually cured anything but he remembered it always being the yummiest thing he'd tasted and the one thing that made him feel all better. "But that was for when I had a cold"

"What about for tummy aches" You asked, noting the way the soldiers cheeks turned pink, his fingers fidgeting with each other. Of course he knew what his ma would do for his little achy belly but it's not like you could help...

"Um, sometimes she'd tuck me in bed and then.."

"Then?" You cock your head in curiosity while Bucky's voice dies on his tongue.

"Then she'd rub my tummy till I went to sleep" He rushes out with a small voice while keeping his eyes trained on his hands. His eyes grow wide at the giggle you let out, worried he'd made a complete idiot of himself, what were you to do with that information, it's not like you'd-

"C'mere" You take his hand gently in yours, gauging his reaction before moving him to lay his head on your lap. Bucky's stomach is now a mess of butterflies and whatever was upsetting him, his muscles melting into Jello as soon as you'd touched him. "Is this okay?" Your hand rests closer to his hip than right on his stomach and Bucky is barely able to squeak out a yes along with a quick nod.

You hum, moving your hand to rub soft circles around his tummy, his firm muscles under making you giddy on the inside. You recollect your nerves, focused on soothing motions, your other hand moving to play with Bucky's hair. You card your fingers through his short chestnut locks, smiling at the way he closes his eyes, his breathing starting to slow, muscles releasing their tenison.

"Better?" You whisper, giggling to yourself at the deep purr he made in response, relaxing with your gentle ministrations. He rolls over, smushing his face against your stomach, far too relaxed to care. The soft snores that follow after let you know the remedy certainly worked. As soon as you move your hand away, he blindly reaches out, placing it right back where it belongs and going back to sleep immediately after, tummy ache all gone, flutterly little butterflies replacing them. He's already dreaming of all the ways he could return the favour.

Isn't he an absolute precious baby.

So cute.

Bonus scene:

Of course the team gawk at what they see; the grumpy soldier now happy as a clam on your lap.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Bucky's tummy hurts" You reply with a smile and honestly the answer sends everyone into chaos.

"Awww Buckyyyy"

"So that's why he was so grumpy. Should've known when he kept pouting everytime we had turbulence"

"AWWWW The winter soldier as a widdle tummy ache?" Sam coos, only to silence his cackles when Bucky's eyes shoot open, staring daggers at him. "Don't give me that look when you're curled up on y/n's lap like a cat"

"Does rubbing it help ya feel all better-oh fuck"

Bucky's glare sends everyone scrambling right out, the empty room leaving him all content again.

Yes.

Rubbing his tummy made him feel all better.

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This is my kind of comedy 😂

If truth be told, Logan secretly believes that Wade is a 💯

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This is so funny to me

His little clap 🥺

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I have to say that this might be my very favourite poolverine moment of the whole movie

(Maybe expect the car scene......)

But its just SOFT 🥺 considering they supposedly still hate each other at this point

❤️💛

“not all of you was asleep”

Deadpool & Wolverine (2024)

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Ob

SESSED

Chris Evans this day and in that shirt 🥵🫦🔥❤️‍🔥

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Reposting purely so we can all appreciate just how pretty stevie is 🫶

COUNTDOWN TO STEVE'S 106TH BIRTHDAY

posting my favorite steve things to celebrate!

day 4: his 🥺 face

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Steve: From now on we'll be using code names. You can address me as Eagle 1

Steve: Bucky, code name "been there done that"

Steve: Tony is "currently doing that"

Steve: Sam is "it happened once in a dream"

Steve: Natasha, code name "if I had to pick a chick"

Steve: Clint is... Eagle 2

Clint: Oh thank God

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Bucky: *ordering a birthday cake on the phone*

Employee: And what would you like your cake to say?

Bucky: *covering the phone* Steve, do we want a talking cake?

A/N: Happy Birthday @buckys-wintersoldier! I hope you like this!

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One of my favourite Marvel memes of all time 😭

…..imaginary

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This is just so real

things steve rogers would demolish:

a difficult sudoku book

an entire charcuterie board

rainbow road when he gets in his mario kart zone and cannot be rattled no matter how many people are yelling at and/or around him

twister when he's drunk

peeling an orange in one piece

the ironman triathlon

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Okay, show of hands, who here has a DR that entirely ignores the deaths that 'happened' in iw/endgame. Cmon, fess up.

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🙋‍♀️ - me

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I love when I come across a post that I love so much I make a whole new themed account just so I can reblog it 🙌

Sam & Bucky (Part 60)