#steve cinematic universe

[thebeingmerf]

SCU artists with C!Sabre

[merf-steve-cinematic-analysis]

The Steve Saga

Episodes:

1 - Finding Red Steve in Minecraft

2 - Summoning Green Steve in Minecraft (1/2)

Close-ups:

[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

[kierofoxen]

✧ "𝙸 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚆𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍."

✧ "𝙸 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚆𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛."

ɪɢ x  ᴛᴡɪᴛ x

[katdavina8]

Not even two braincells amongst them.

[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 😁

[reallyunluckyrunaway]

[frontmansdefender]

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

[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*

[thebeingmerf]

[merf-steve-cinematic-analysis]

The Steve Saga

Episodes (🌈 = Rainbow Steve POV):

75 - Leaving the Nightmare Dimension!

76 - Shadow Steve followed me to the Overworld.

77 - FavreMySabre Summoned Rainbow Steve! [🌈]

78 - Lucas Spike is taken by Shadow Steve!

79 - Rainbow Steve shows me his past.

Close Up:

[thinkinonsense]

Masterlist❀

recommended by sel:

fantasize- old!logan howlett

past life- dofp!logan howlett x future wife!reader

seven days- x2!logan howlett

wicked- old man!logan howlett

touch- origins!logan howlett x fem!reader x black widow!natasha romanoff

call me if you're lonely- old man!logan howlett

bewitched- logan howlett bridgerton au

hozier mini-series- old man!logan howlett

positions mini-series- old man!logan howlett x housewife!reader

like a virgin mini-series- logan howlett x inexperienced fem!reader

old!logan and his obsession with the cute diner girl

old!logan x young bold fem!reader

bringing some vibrations into the bedroom with logan

logan + inspection kink

series:

magnetic- logan howlett

one-shots:

the boy is mine- logan howlett

i can see you- logan howlett

i knew you in another life- dp&w!logan howlett

blush- logan howlett

juno- logan howlett

talk, talk - logan howlett

colors- old man!logan howlett

slim pickins- lumberjack!logan howlett

desire- logan howlett

velvet elvis- lumberjack!logan howlett

on your collar- old man!logan howlett

sit still- logan howlett

rotten- dofp!logan howlett x fem!reader

blurbs:

dbf!logan who adores taking care of you

movie night with logan

first sleepover with worst!logan

dad!logan x teacher!reader

logan finds a way to help put his partner at ease.

dbf!logan breaks your heart part 2

daydreaming about logan's hands

tending to matt's wounds

[avengerscompound]

Steve Rogers - Wall Leaning

[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.