#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 🥰

Masterlist

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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[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

[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!)

[carnevol]

[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”

[lefthandarm-man]

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

appreciation post for bucky's hair in catws

[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.

[avengers--assembly]

Hoodie thief

Summary: Y/n is sick (although she won't admit it) and steals Bucky’s hoodie. He wants it back. No can do. Let's argue about breakfast food instead?

Prompts used:

7. Borrowed Hoodie

15.” Who decided __is ‘sick person food?”

25. Summer flu

Word count: 1028

Warnings: none

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Sweltering hot temperatures all week long. That’s what the weather app said. That’s what everyone was warning against. Drink plenty of fluids. Sunscreen. Stay inside. All the usual warnings for a normal temperature spike. So why exactly was Y/n shivering like crazy wrapped in one of her thickest blankets?

She wasn’t completely sure, just that the sun was shining through her bedroom window in greeting, and she was in no mood to stand up. Or get out of her blanket burrito. But all that said, her stomach had a dull ache that she was blaming on hunger, meaning she had to eat something.

Her body gave one more shiver as she placed her feet on the floor and hauled herself up. She wasn’t sick. Really, she wasn’t. She had too much stuff to do, like enjoying the nice weather outside. Because it was nice, and her body was just late on getting the memo. She glared at the blanket that dropped on the ground. Her lazy ass decided it was too much effort to pick it up again, so she left it. Stupid blanket.

Walking down the hallway, her summer pyjamas did nothing to help her mismatched body temperature, leaving goosebumps prickling her skin. Scowling, she stomped only slightly into the living room, gaze tracking for any movement.

No one.

Good.

Her gaze landed on an oversized hoodie that was thrown over one of the couches, and she inched closer for a better inspection. Definitely not hers... but big, black, and warm. It met all her requirements. Who cared who it belonged to?

She slipped it on, hands disappearing in the too-long sleeves. The oversized hoodie hung far enough to completely cover her shorts. She allowed a smile to cross her face. Perfect.

Except for a certain super soldier who didn’t share her feelings. Bucky glowered at her, arms crossed, “Cute. 10, 9, 8.” His voice was calm, but his eyes were narrowing in warning. Y/n knew Bucky hated when people touched his things, but by the time she realized it was his, she was already too comfortable to care.

“You’re really going to count down?”

“Take it off.” Was his only response, his irritation obvious. Y/n let out a huff, folding her arms right back at him, “No.”

“Y/n” He warned, taking a step forward. She narrowed her eyes at him, “I’m not scared.”

“My hoodie. You have your own, don’t you?”

“They’re not as comfortable! And they’re all the way in my room!” Y/n complained, pouting at him. He muttered something to himself, rubbing a finger across his brow, eyes closed, “Stop that” He snapped.

“What?”

“Pouting. Makes you too damn cute.” She smiled slightly, but before saying anything, he continued, “Why do you need a hoodie anyway? Isn’t it like 30° or something?”

"I’m cold. No, leave me alone. I want to make breakfast.”

“You’re cold?” His frown deepened, concern flickering in his eyes, only to be replaced by frustration, “And I’ll leave you alone as soon as you return my hoodie.”

“Make me.”

He lifted a surprised eyebrow at her, but there was a playful glint in his eyes now.

“You sure you want that, doll?”

“I could take you,” Y/n said, still defiant.

He walked towards her, slowly at first, and the pace made a brief flash of fear settle in her stomach. Oh, shit. She was still shivering, albeit less, and her muscles were sore. He was a super soldier with decades of training—and a metal arm to back it up.

“Wait, I didn’t mean right now,” she blurted, trying to keep the nervousness out of her tone. She forced herself not to step backwards. It would be ridiculous if she couldn’t meet her own stubbornness.

“I think now is perfect. You still have something that belongs to me.” Before she could react, he scooped her up, throwing her over his shoulder with ease. Y/n shrieked in surprise, hands scrambling to find balance as the world tilted beneath her.

“Bucky! Put me down!” He ignored her protests, walking towards the kitchen counter. Only then did he lightly place her on the marble surface, hands hovering a few inches from her waist until she caught her balance. The sudden shift upwards again made her head spin, black spots dancing in the corners of her eyes.

“Nop,” she muttered, closing her eyes, leaning her head against Bucky’s chest.

“Doll?” Concern was evident in his tone. He placed a kiss on the top of her head, hands wrapping around her waist and pulling her closer. “Yeah?” She hummed back.

“Why are you cold?”

“Flu?” she said back, almost too quiet for him to catch. He nodded along, “You planning on ignoring it?”

“I’m not sick.”

“Fine. Let me make you breakfast.”

“Just cereal.”

“Oats.” He argued, shaking his head at her choice, “You need better nutrition than that sugary stuff.”

“Yuck.” She leaned back from him, her nose scrunched up in distaste, “Who decided oats were good for sick people?”

“It’s nutrition values.”

“Could be fake,” she reasoned.

“Could be. Toast then?” He bopped her nose playfully, smiling as she swatted away his hand.

“Why do you hate me so much? I need sugar to survive,” she said dramatically.

“I mean, you did steal my hoodie.” He answered back, raising an accusing eyebrow.

“If I give it back, will you love me again?”

“Mmm no.”

“What? Why?” She gaped at him, a brief look of confusion on her face. He smiled, “It’s full of your germs now. Don’t want it anymore.”

“Hypocrite. You just hugged me.”

**

They settled on toast with jam in the end. On the couch, they watched some silly comedy, Y/n still wearing his hoodie, an extra blanket lying nearby. The water and medicine were only a precaution for when she stopped ignoring the facts.

Bucky chose to stay indoors today, and Y/n simply joined him to keep him company. No other reason. The other Avengers didn’t need extra information, even when pool day turned into movie watching instead. Nat had joined them later, settling comfortably next to Y/n and only stealing her food when she thought Y/n wasn’t looking.

[atlasscrumpit]

Bucky Barnes in the new Thunderbolts movie

LOOK AT THE LIL GUY

LOOK AT HIS LIL BOB HAIR CUT I LOVE HIM

[heretoobsessstuff]

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