#steve cinematic universe

[merf-steve-cinematic-analysis]

The Steve Saga

NOTE: Episodes 172-176 are out of order, look for Episode numbers before reading.

Episodes:

166 - The Death of Rainbow Steve

167 - Positive and Negative Steve Kill Blue Steve!

168 - Rainbow Steve is Gone Forever. [🌈?]

169 - Trying to Revive Rainbow Steve.

170 - We Saw Rainbow Steve! [🌈?]

171 - Rainbow Steve needs your Help!

172 - Nightmare Steve is our Only Hope.

173 - Searching for Light Steve! [🌈?]

174 - Creating the Most Powerful Steve in the Universe.

175 - Infinity Steve is taking over our World.

176 - Infinity Steve has Become Unstoppable. [🌈?]

177 - It’s all Gone, even Rainbow Steve.

178 - We Lost the Rainbow Town. [🌈?]

179 - Discovering Plague Steve.

Close Ups:

(pssst @woahrarepairsagemare )

[thebeingmerf]

SCU artists with C!Sabre

[lucasfangz]

My new favourite Steve's who have barely any screen time in only SL and one who is mentioned in RQ? Innocent Orange Steve and Lerroy-

My beloveds 😭

[illusion-reality-steve]

Once in a while I remember Sabre saying he’d reveal what’s underneath his character’s blindfold at 1 million subscribers and that entices me to check his subscriber count.

[thebeingmerf]

The entire SCU fandom looking for fanfics

Story of my life

[randomfayri]

behold the beautiful concoction of weeks (months? maybe months. definitely months) and midnight ramblings-

Poli-Sci Steve McClellan

Steve "The Shitty Boyfriend" Lovelace

and now, most recently

Steve the Sub Lecto

welcome to the Steve Cinematic Universe (scu)

[katdavina8]

Not even two braincells amongst them.

[kierofoxen]

✧ "𝙸 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚆𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍."

✧ "𝙸 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚆𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛."

ɪɢ x  ᴛᴡɪᴛ x

[starch1ldz]

James Buchanan Barnes, who actually suffers from long term affects of the chair. Bucky Barnes, who struggles with names. Bucky, who can only properly remember Steve's name.

Bucky, who called Tony Bologna on accident, because he knows it's a word but doesn't know what it means sometimes, and it sounds like Tony. Or macaroni, which results in the Avengers giving him funny nicknames because no one wants Bucky to feel bad about it.

Bucky, who calls Sam Ham, or Pam depending on the day. Sam, who laughs and corrects him softly, he doesn't really care much and he answers to either as long as Bucky is saying it.

Bucky, who calls all of the Avengers some slightly to the left version of their actually names, but none of the Avengers, besides Tony, can really bring them selves to be mad because Bucky at the end of the day is remembering.

[jbbmylove]

Sometimes I think about how genuine Bucky and Steve’s friendship is and how much Bucky must have loved Steve because just think about it. Bucky was very intelligent and excellent in school, he was a great athlete, he was attractive, he had everything to be one of those guys that are total assholes specially in times like the 40’s. Like, let’s be for real. In real life, people that have all those characteristics that pre-war Bucky had are not always the nicest, or at least, they don’t become best friends of people like Steve. Steve who had countless diseases, who was not very appealing to girls, who would always be ignored or taken for granted.

But Bucky did.

He became Steve’s best friend. He was always there since they were just little kids and as he grew bigger and noticed that his best friend didn’t so much, he still was always there. He always took care of him.

And maybe I like over analyzing his character so much, but that just made me think of what a great fucking person Bucky Barnes had to be to be considered by CAPTAIN AMERICA his best friend.

Even after all those years, even after Hydra, even after the serum, when Steve found out that Bucky was alive the first thing he wanted to do was to save him. And in Civil War he fought his own teammates and went against the government just for him.

Steve thought Bucky was worth it because Bucky was the first to think he was worth it.

[you-have-a-metal-arm]

JAMES?

pairing : Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count : 1.2k

Warnings : Just general fluff

Summary : When you call Bucky “James”—a name no one else dares to use—he reveals to a stunned Steve and Sam.

Authors Note : Hey y’all i’m back!!! Enjoy this fic 🙈

You stood quietly in the doorway, arms crossed as you watched him. His hair was damp with sweat, clinging to his temples, and his jaw was set in that stubborn way it always was when he refused to admit he was hurting. You let out a soft sigh. You hated seeing him like this—so hard on himself, so weighed down by things he didn’t deserve to carry.

He didn’t notice you at first, too lost in his own storm. But you stepped forward, not hesitating for a second.

“James.”

Your voice cut through the room like a blade, soft yet sharp enough to reach him. The sound made him freeze mid-punch, his metal fist stopping inches from the bag. His head turned slowly, his stormy blue eyes locking onto yours. And in an instant, the tension in his shoulders melted. His gaze softened in a way that made your heart ache, because you knew—you knew—no one else ever got to see him like this.

“Hey,” he murmured, his voice rough from exertion but laced with something warmer. Something vulnerable.

Steve, halfway through a set of sit-ups in the corner, dropped to the floor in disbelief. “Wait—what?”

Sam, leaning lazily against the wall with a water bottle in hand, nearly spit out his drink. “Hold the hell up,” he said, straightening. “Did she just call you James?”

Steve sat up fully now, wiping his forehead with his shirt and glaring at Bucky like he’d just witnessed a miracle. “She did. And—” his voice faltered as he pointed a finger at Bucky, “—you’re okay with it?”

Bucky glanced at Steve, then at Sam, his jaw tightening ever so slightly. But when he looked back at you, something in his expression shifted. He shrugged, completely unbothered. “Yeah. So?”

Sam’s jaw practically hit the floor. “So? You nearly ripped my arm off when I tried calling you that one time!”

Steve nodded furiously. “He’s not exaggerating. You said, and I quote, ‘Don’t ever call me that again unless you want to find out how fast I can break your jaw.’”

“Exactly!” Sam threw his hands up. “And now she just waltzes in here, says James like it’s nothing, and you’re—what? Cool with it?”

Bucky’s gaze hardened, a flicker of irritation crossing his face. “She’s not you.”

“Oh, no, we get that,” Sam said sarcastically. “But why the hell is she the exception?”

Bucky didn’t answer right away. His hand flexed at his side—flesh and metal both—but his focus stayed on you, his eyes tracing the curve of your face as if grounding himself. Finally, he said, quietly but with conviction, “Because she’s mine.”

The silence that followed was deafening. Steve and Sam exchanged a look—a mixture of shock, disbelief, and maybe even a little amusement—but neither of them dared to speak.

You, however, raised an eyebrow, lips twitching as you fought back a smile. “Yours, huh?”

Bucky’s ears turned a faint shade of pink, but he didn’t back down. His gaze was steady, unwavering. “Yeah. Mine.”

“God,” Sam muttered, dragging a hand down his face. “This is so disgustingly soft, I think I’m gonna puke.”

“Agreed,” Steve said, though there was a small, knowing smile on his face as he stood up. “You two can have your… moment. We’ll leave.”

As the door closed behind them, you turned back to Bucky, who was already watching you like you were the only thing that mattered. His expression had softened completely now, the rough edges smoothed out into something raw, something real.

“James,” you said again, stepping closer, and you saw the way his shoulders relaxed, the way his lips parted slightly like he needed to hear it just one more time.

“Yeah?” he murmured, his voice quieter now.

“You’ve been at this for hours,” you said softly, reaching up to brush a strand of damp hair away from his face. “Come take a break.”

He hesitated, his eyes scanning your face like he was searching for something. “I just… I didn’t want to bother you. I needed to work it out.”

“James,” you said, firmer this time, and his breath hitched like the sound of his name from your lips alone was enough to shake him. “You don’t have to do this alone. Not anymore.”

His chest rose and fell with a deep breath, and his hand—metal and warm and steady—reached up to wrap around yours. He held it there, against his cheek, like he was afraid you might pull away. “It’s not just the name,” he said quietly, his voice barely audible. “When you say it… it’s different. It feels… good.”

Your heart swelled, and you gave him a small, reassuring smile. “That’s because I love you, James. All of you. Even the parts you don’t think are worth loving.”

His eyes closed briefly, and when he opened them again, they were glassy, like he was fighting to keep the emotions at bay. “I don’t deserve you.”

“Stop it,” you said gently, stepping closer until your foreheads touched. “You deserve everything. And I’m not going anywhere.”

For a moment, he didn’t say anything. He just held you there, close, his arms wrapping around your waist like you were the only thing anchoring him to the world. And maybe, in some ways, you were.

“Say it again,” he whispered, his voice cracking slightly.

“James,” you murmured, brushing your nose against his. “You’re safe with me. Always.”

A soft, broken laugh escaped him, and he pulled you closer, burying his face in the crook of your neck. “You’re all I’ve got,” he whispered, his voice muffled but full of emotion. “And you’re all I need.”

You held him there, running your fingers through his hair, and for the first time in a long time, he let himself just be. Vulnerable. Loved. Yours.

Thanks for reading 😁

[merf-steve-cinematic-analysis]

The Steve Saga

Episodes:

56 - Defeating Shadow Steve!

57 - Reviving Light Steve!

58 - Rainbow and Light Steve abandoned me… *FOREVER?*

59 - Nightmare Steve is Revealed.

Close Up:

[thebeingmerf]

[reallyunluckyrunaway]

[chaxan08]

Steve: So I'm bi—

Bucky: *choking on his drink, very hopeful*

Steve: —lingual. I can speak two languages.

Bucky: Oh. That's nice!

Bucky: *takes another sip of beer*

Steve: I also like men.

Bucky: *spits out beer*

[frontmansdefender]

Gonna tell my kids these are their great grandparents during World War II