#cute bucky

[buckyalpine]

Drama Queen Bucky

Imagine Bucky being absolutely offended, OFFENDED when he’s called out for being dramatic. Not even in a bad way. Just. He thinks he’s so lowkey and quiet and stealthy, not realizing he’s such a little drama queen sometimes. He has his arms crossed over his chest while Sam and Steve exchange examples they can think of, his annoyance only growing more after each one. 

“He tore the arm off his jacket before throwing himself off a plane, who does that?” 

“I have it all on camera-

“I told you I’d break it” Bucky growled but it just made you giggle, imaging your grumpy boyfriend walking around with just a single sleeve of his leather jacket. 

“Remember the time you broke Zemo out of prison and I asked you how a prison fight would randomly ensue and you said “Who knows” with crazy eyes?” 

“Okay but-

“And then you said you didn’t do anything, only to have Zemo walk in 3 second later?” 

“I had good reason-”

“I mean you did dramatically yell “Stop the car” only to walk off like a grumpy old man” 

“M’not grumpy” 

“I remember this one time, I was beating up this guy in the back of an alley way and he came in with his new army uniform and-

“You were getting your ass handed to you, Steve” Bucky said with an exasperated huff, recalling the event much differently, back when Steve was about the same weight as Bucky’s left thigh. 

“Remember when he pouted because Tony wouldn’t let him travel through time and kill baby Zola” 

“I wasn’t pouting” 

“Look, he’s pouting right now!” 

You couldn’t contain your laugh anymore, looking at your poor helpless boyfriend with his bottom lip jutting out, looking like a poor admonished child. 

“No, m’not” He mumbled, letting you coo and wrap your arms around him, his face now buried in your neck, hiding away from his mean friends who were now nearly on the floor.  

“Awww, the big scary white wolf needs cuddles- oh” Sam’s smile dropped when Bucky’s head pulled away from his hiding spot, glaring at him. Steve let out a nervous laugh watching his best friend gently lift you off his lap and plopping you off to the side before getting up and stretching. 

“You idiots have 10 seconds”

“He can’t be serious”

“9″

“C’mon Buck-

“8″

“He won’t- 

“1″ 

...

“Run” 

“OH SHIT”

“USE YOUR WINGS DAMN IT”

“DO YOU THINK I KEEP THEM UP MY ASS FOR SAFE KEEPING, I DON’T HAVE THEM ON ME, YOU’RE THE SUPER SOLIDER, CARRY ME”

*Sam nearly gets clocked in the head*

“Did he just throw his metal arm at me!?”

“Yes. Yes he did” 

“So dramatic” 

[buckysbabe1917]

Can someone PLEASE make this with Bucky. Like I'm gonna freaking cry. Please. Something like he comes home from an exhausting mission and is tired and sad and depressed so reader just gather all of their babies and asks them for their help to cheer up daddy. And they prepare Bucky's favorite cookies or something. Just please🙏🙏🙏

[themadknightuniverse]

Sun and Moon

[webinurcloset]

if I can see the spiders fangs it’s def not adorable 💀,, Steve was funny for the Tony comment

Save me, save the spider

Summary: Bucky saves you from a spider in the bathroom. He helps you see how cute the spider really is while messing with Steve.

Pairing: Bucky x Avenger!Reader

Warnings: A cute spider, mentions of Exposure Therapy

Words: Just over 1000 words

A/N: I know some people might not like this fic due to the spider being saved. I'm not saying it's wrong to kill a spider, just that sometimes it can be avoided if you have someone that can help you 🥰

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Steve was the first person to hear you screaming. Running into your bathroom, his eyebrows shoot up, eyes widening at the sight of you dripping wet, hiding behind the shower door. Your eyes were locked on the bathroom floor, not blinking as you stared at the huge spider blocking your path.

"Steve! Thank goodness you're here! Friday called Bucky but he's still on his way up from the ground floor! Please, you need to take care of it!" Your voice seemed to increase incrementally with every word you said.

"Uh, yeah. Sure, I'll grab a shoe quickly."

"What, are you crazy?"

He watched the spider for a second. "Yeah, you're right. I probably need a boot or something for that huge spider."

"Steve, no! You idiot! What did this innocent spider do to you?" You glared at him. "Just, um, just toss Bucky's shirt to me and then go find him!" Steve watched you for a second before he grabbed the shirt on the counter and tossed it to you. Catching the shirt with one hand, you hid behind the shower door to avoid flashing him. "I'll watch the spider. Just go!" Steve hesitated before seeing the look in your eyes. You stubbornly watched the spider, not moving a muscle. He quickly departed in search of his best friend. 

He found Bucky at the stairs door, barely out of breath as he ran the last few steps to your floor. "Bucky, I don't know what's wrong with her. She told me to take care of the spider but then got all crazy, and I don't know why."

Bucky was smiling softly as he ran to your suite. "Let me guess, you wanted to kill it? That's when the crazy started?"

"Well, yeah. She's obviously terrified of the spider but the moment I wanted to kill it, she sent me to find you. I seriously don't understand your woman."

Bucky couldn't stop from chuckling. "Watch and learn, Steve. She's scared of spiders, and as an Avenger, she decided she wanted to get over her fear. She's doing some Exposure Therapy to help her overcome it."

Bucky entered the bathroom first, Steve hot on his trail. 

"Bucky! Thank goodness you're here!" He could hear the relief in your voice. "There, in the corner, do you see it?" You pointed to the dark spot, eyes wide open in alertness. 

"I got it," Bucky said as he crouched down and looked at the spider. Moving carefully, he slowly scooped it up in his vibranium hand, taking care to avoid hurting its thin legs. He quickly covered the spider with his right hand, keeping it from escaping.

"It's not poisonous or venomous?" You asked as you finally slipped on Bucky's shirt and slowly exited the shower before putting on your robe for added protection.

"No, baby. It's just a big Wolf Spider. It's probably a female judging by her size. You coming with me to take her out?" 

Your gaze met his as he waited for your answer. You slowly nodded, eyes dropping to his hands. Thank goodness he had big hands, otherwise, there was no chance the spider would have fit. "It's ok, baby. I got it. I won't let it hurt you."

You trusted Bucky with your life. His reflexes were so fast, there was no way the spider could get to you. 

Steve watched from the corner of the room, his eyebrows raised as he watched the scene in front of him. Bucky slowly exited the bathroom with you following his lead. Steve couldn't help but follow too, needing to know how all this would end.

You pushed the button for the elevator, happy when it opened within seconds. The three of you went down to the back garden, the trees and plants looking beautiful in the early morning light.

Bucky walked to one of the big trees surrounded by small flowering plants and crouched down. After a second, you join him. "I think this is a good place. You want to see her?" When you hesitated, Bucky started to withdraw his clasped hands but you stopped him. Taking a deep breath, you steeled your nerves. 

"Ok. You'll stop her if she comes for me right?" You knew the answer but you needed reassurance.

"Of course, baby. Do you remember what we spoke about? The spider is just looking for some bugs to eat. She just wants food. She doesn't want to hurt you, right?"

"Right. I trust you, Bucky." You loved how gentle he was with you, how much he cared.

Bucky slowly lifted his right arm, the spider lying still enough for you to get a quick look. The first thing you saw was all the long legs, seeming quite delicate up close. The spider had two big eyes, with small eyes above and beneath them with fangs underneath. Up close, she almost seemed... adorable.

"See, it's actually cute, right? As long as she stays still like this," Bucky whispered, making you smile in agreement. "Let me put this big girl down while she's still peaceful."

You and Steve watched as Bucky moved his hand to the tree and set it down for the spider to climb off. The spider hesitated before stretching its long legs and then scurrying to the tree, away from the three of you.

"My hero!" You giggled as you rose on your toes and kissed Bucky. "You're so sweet, Bucky. You should educate your best friend over there," you said, pointing to Steve. "Remind him we don't always have to kill what is misunderstood." 

"Misunderstood? That spider's so big I'm surprised Tony hasn't asked it to start paying rent!" Steve exclaimed. "It's not my fault that you're a freak, Y/N. Any normal woman would have wanted me to kill it!"

"Good thing I love my freaky woman," Bucky smirked, happy to have found you after a lifetime of war. 

"So much for having a heart of gold, huh, Steve?" You couldn't help but tease him. "My Sergeant would never hurt an innocent spider like that!" Bucky beamed at your adoration, pulling you into his side and nuzzling your neck.

"You're right, baby. Steve's the bad boy today," Bucky smirked at Steve. "I'll have to teach the idiot some manners. Can't have Captain America running around killing things. Imagine what the public would say." Bucky escorted you back inside the building, Steve reluctantly following.

"Yeah, well, imagine what the public would say if they could see you now, Buck. The terrifying Winter Soldier saving a spider instead of killing it," Steve replied.

"Anything for my best girl."

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[burninblood]

bucky chilling with Alpine while hell get loose in the marvel comics <3

(I had this customed brush to test and this came out!)

[meidui]

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[rainbowsuitcase]

Thinking about Steve Rogers who gets out of the machine, healthy and cured, and terrified that the next time he sees Bucky, he will realize he doesn't love him anymore.

He knows - he thought he knew, that it's not a sickness, that at least that one part of him is not something to be fixed, but the fear is still there, because what if. What if they were right?

But when he sees Bucky in the factory - I love you, he wants to scream. I love you, I love you, I love you. The world is wrong and they always have been.

He regrets not saying it on the train and he sinks the Valkyrie with it on his lips.

It echoes in his mind on the bridge and it sits at the tip of his tongue on the helicarrier.

He wants to scream it again in Bucharest, beg Bucky with it to remember, to come home.

He gets to say it eventually. Not loud, like he'd always imagined, but quiet. He gets to wake up next to Bucky, already watching him, bathed in the morning light, cradle his face gently in his palms and whisper it to him between kisses.

And Bucky doesn't say anything, but with the way he kisses Steve, he doesn't need to.

[iwasmadetobeasoldier]

Just playing with a knife

[heretoobsessstuff]

Austin and Callum both looking away from each other to giggle 😭

[buckyalpine]

Bucky giggles

Could you imagine the first time people hear Bucky giggle. Not a belly laugh, not a chuckle, not a snort or a cackle. A giggle. The cutest, most adorable giggle with the nose scrunch and shy smile and flushed cheeks. Sam paused mid sentence, doing a double take before staring back at Tony.

“Did-did you just hear that?”

Tony’s face scrunches into something between a cross of amusement and confusion when he hears it again.

“The man who threw me off a roof is giggling”

“He almost shot me in the face” Tony snorted, the both of them watching Bucky scroll through a phone he just learned to use. He’s blissfully unaware he’s the current centre of attention, fully invested with scrolling through tiktok. He’s splayed out on the couch like a baby while his head rests on your lap, nearly purring in between his giggles when you card your fingers through his hair.

“He’s like a house cat. A really large, has the ability to kill us all from miles away, house cat” Sam shook his head. You absolutely love when he giggles because it’s not often. It’s when he’s relaxed and happy without a care in the world, comfortable enough to let his guard down. He comes the sweetest puppy ever and it melts you every time.

“You’re so cute, baby” you lean over to peck his nose causing another adorable sound to sneak out, his cheeks blushing even more “the absolute cutest”

[carnevol]

[sassypossum]

You're Welcome

Steve Rogers x Reader ~ Meet Cute

Reader wears glasses: everyone suffers from social awkwardness, Bucky makes a cameo appearance

“Just great.” You grumbled to yourself. Placing your hands on your hips you craned your neck to squint at the chips on the top shelf. “Of course, they’d move my brand to the top shelf.” With a sigh you laid your purse in your shopping buggy and rolled up your sleeves. Looking both ways to make sure no one was coming you crouched and gave your hips a little warm up wiggle.

“Where there's a will there's a way.” Taking a deep breath, you pushed off the ground, and you just barely brushed the bag with your fingers. Landing on the balls of your feet you shoved a hand roughly through your hair and huffed.

"Excuse me?” A gentle voice broke through your frustration.

“Oh!” Covering your mouth with one hand the other quickly flew to your heart as you flinched. Patting your chest, you narrowed your eyes and turned to find the owner of the voice. “You can’t just come up on someone,” The words dried up on your tongue when you were met with the bluest eyes you’d ever seen. No, that wasn’t quite true. It wasn’t the hue of his eyes that was so striking, it was the subtle hint of something that was dancing just on the edge of description.

“Ma’am?” The stranger was staring at you intently, concern punctuating his furrowed brow.

“Hm?” Your eyes had drifted from his eyes down to his insanely built frame before drifting back towards his face. Slowly your vision cleared, and to your utter horror you realized you’d been gawking. Snapping your mouth shut, you shook your head and coughed. “I’m sorry, did you say something?”

“Are you alright?”

“Oh, dandy!” Closing your eyes, you winced at the crack in your voice. Cracking open one eye, you noticed he was still staring at you in concern. Clearing your throat, you opened your eyes and turned your attention back towards the top shelf. He followed your eyeline.

“Were you trying to reach those?” He nodded towards the chips.

“Yeah, some genius stock person thinks we’re all giraffes.” The stranger chuckled. For some reason, the warm sound sent a fuzzy feeling spreading through your body. Reaching up, he easily swiped a bag from the top shelf and held it out to you.

“Here you go.” Gingerly you took the extended offering, averting your eyes in the hopes that he wouldn’t notice that you’d practically been gaping again.

“Thanks,” Pausing you realized you didn’t even know his name. Folding your arms around the chips, you glanced back up at him. “I don’t know your name.” The stranger tugged on the brim of his baseball cap and coughed. Tilting your head to the side you considered him. For some reason he seemed awfully familiar.

“Steve.” He said quietly. With a gasp you clutched the bag tighter, and your eyes flew open as it all began to make sense. No wonder he looked familiar, this was none other than Captain America.

“Steve as in Steve Rogers?” You inched closer in interest. Steve’s face flushed and he took a step back. One never to be deterred by social etiquette, you inched closer still with a growing smile.

“Ma’am, please.” Steve’s voice had taken on a pleading tone, and it only took a moments observation to realize that you had him practically pinned against the shelving behind him. Quickly you took several steps back to give him breathing room. With a sigh, Steve brushed an invisible wrinkle from his shirt and righted his hat. Entirely unintentionally, you inched closer towards him again.

“Mr. Captain America Rogers, sir, can I ask you a question?”

 Steve froze internally at the look in your eyes. He’s seen that look so many times before. And the questions. Always something about the suit, the shield, ‘a day in the life of captain america’, or heaven forbid, some lewd intimations about the… effects of the serum. Still, he didn’t want to seem rude, and so, he steeled himself and gave you a cordial smile.

“Ask away.” His placid expression wavered slightly at the way you quickly looked in both directions before giving him a sly smile and inching even closer. His attention flitted to the poor chip bag in your arms, well not so much a chip bag anymore. Bag of confetti would be a more apt description.

“Mr. Captain America Rogers sir,” Pushing your glasses up your nose, you looked up at him excitedly. Steve fidgeted and folded his arms.

“Please, Steve is fine.” Your smile only grew. You almost chuckled at the unease in his expression when you inched closer.

“Steve, was Don Ameche really as good looking in person as he was on the screen?” Steve stared back at you blankly.

“Don Ameche?” Steve raised a brow at your eager nodding. “I never had the chance to meet him.” At the way your smile faltered, he continued. “Now, the dames really seemed to like Clark Gable.”

“You met Clark Gable?!” Without thinking you reached out excitedly and grabbed his arm, before quickly releasing him. “I’m sorry, Mr. Cap, Steve.” You sputtered, wrapping your arms soundly around your bag of chip dust. Steve glanced first from his arm back into your eyes.

“Do you want a different bag?” His eyes dipped towards the bag as if to punctuate his question.

“Oh,” You clutched the bag closer, feeling how broken up the remnants were. Meeting his eye, you chuckled. “Yeah, these are kinda flat.” Steve turned and retrieved another bag.

“Here you go.” He handed you the second bag. Reaching for the second bag you dropped the first, and when you bent to reach for it, you none too gently bumped foreheads with Steve Rogers, or as you’d come to lovingly call him, rock head.

“Ow!” Forgetting the bag, you shot up rubbing an already appearing lump on your forehead. Steve reached out to touch your forehead gently.

"You okay?" 

"Yeah, boy did that hurt." Looking up, your breath caught in your throat at how close you were to those gorgeous eyes. "You have lovely eyes." You blurted out and instantly wished the floor would turn into quicksand." Steve coughed, and stepped away from you like you were a burning stove. 

Ping.

Ping.

Steve rubbed his forehead and glanced up at you before checking his phone.

Bucky: get her number, punk.  

Pocketing his phone, Steve looked around quickly, taking notice of Bucky standing at the end of the aisle with a smug grin. Narrowing his eyes, Steve motioned for Bucky to go away. The last thing Steve wanted was for him to try getting involved. Bucky shrugged and made his way towards where you were. Steve groaned.

“Hey, Stevie, I was wondering what was taking you so long.” At the sound of a new voice, you snapped to attention and whirled around. Standing next to Steve was a slightly shorter, but no less attractive brown-haired man. The new man gave you a smirk and held out his hand palm up. “Names James, but friends call me Bucky.” You flushed at the casual wink he tossed you.

“Y/N.” You found yourself saying as you reached out to take his hand. Giving it several firm shakes you tried to pull back, but Bucky merely raised your hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back. Steve cleared his throat, causing Bucky to glance at him before releasing your hand. Steve stood to the side arms folded, giving Bucky a clearly annoyed expression.

“Well, I hate to break up this party,” Bucky clasped a hand around Steve’s shoulder and gave you a smile. “But, unfortunately we’re running late.” Squeezing his friend's shoulder, he regarded you again. “It was nice to meet you, Y/N, hope to see more of you.” Turning to pass Steve, he leaned in and lowered his voice. “If you don’t get her number, I’ll as her for you.” Steve flushed, and Bucky clapped him on the back with a chuckle. “Hurry up, punk.” This was said loudly enough for even you to hear. Both you and Steve watched Bucky swagger off towards the produce department.

“Well, I don’t want to keep you,” You said, turning to look at Steve. He cleared his throat and opened his mouth, but you cut him off, reaching for your bag. “Thanks again, Steve, you know, for the assistance.”

“Don’t mention it.” Steve gave you a lopsided grin and rubbed the back of his neck.

“See you around, Steve.” He nodded and watched you walk away.

Ping.

Ping.

Steve closed his eyes and groaned. It wasn’t the right time. He was still stinging from his last break up. You seemed like a nice lady, he didn’t want to inevitably hurt you. It didn’t make sense.

Ping.

Ping.

“Make a move, Rogers.” He muttered to himself. When Steve opened his eyes, you were gone. Feeling his stomach drop towards his feet, he quickly made his way to the end of the aisle in time to see you standing in one of the checkout lines, talking to Bucky. Before he could take another step, Bucky turned away from you with a wave and made his way to Steve. You glanced down at your phone.

Ping.  Steve whipped his phone out of his pocket.

You: Hi. Looking in your direction, he saw you give him a warm smile before turning back around in line. Bucky snatched the wilted bag of chips out of his hand and clapped him on the back.

“You’re welcome, Steve.”

[lefthandarm-man]

Bucky Barnes // The Winter Soldier Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014)

appreciation post for bucky's hair in catws

[burninblood]

buckynat sketches <3

[kayvsworld]

a cozy grumpy bucky for @a-bit-of-owlish-fun ! thanks for commissioning me :)

[incorrect-marvel-because-why-not]

You know what I love about this scene?

Peggy and Steve BOTH look at Bucky like “sooo, can we have some privacy??”

And this little shit looks over his shoulder to see what they’re looking at, turns back, and proceeds to do everything in his power to prevent their flirting while staying professional. He knows he’s not supposed to be there, but this -frankly amazing- woman is this close to winning over his boy and like hell will James Buchanan Barnes take it lying down.

His audacity just kills me and I love it.

Edit/addition:

This is a sad scene to me too. Because Bucky is just standing there, right after being tortured by Zola, and watching the person he loves most in the world fall in love with someone else. You can see it on his face. He’s in pain, but the only thing he can do is stand there, because you can’t look away from a train wreck (in his world). Steve and Peggy are clearly already falling, but at least Bucky can slow it down by making the situation less romantic.

He can’t do anything else, but he can stand there, so he does. It will break his heart, but it’s the only thing he can do.