Steve: “Buck, Stop! You’re Going To Kill Someone!”

Bucky Barnes mannerisms, habits (sad+humorous) x reader

Whenever he gets food, he inspects it from all sides. Mushing it together, pulling it apart, sniffing it, squishing it. He thinks you don’t see him do it.

Always keeps he door and all windows in sight

If you’re with him in public he’s always behind you with an arm around your waist

He shrinks himself when among the Avengers but in public he makes sure to use his presence to intimidate his way through groups 

Avoids his reflection 

Is always playing with your hair

Doesn’t speak much but when he’s alone with Steve he’s really sarcastic

Doesn’t fidget 

Keeps his eyes lowered unless staring down someone who is looking at you 

Keeps his metal arm covered at all times, has a habit of pulling the sleeve down 

Compulsively checks his guns each morning and night 

Plays with a knife nearly constantly 

Doesn’t really smile but his lips quirk at Tony’s dumb comments

Fucks with people’s day to day life- nobody knows

Turns the toaster setting up so Clint’s toast is always black 

Rearranges furniture knowing it’ll get to Sam, but Sam doesn’t know what’s wrong with the room 

Gives DUM-E expired food to put in Tony’s shakes. Tells him its healthy.

Has an anonymous instagram blog he set up with FRIDAY. FRIDAY hides it from Tony. Takes photos of them out in New York, in the lobby, anywhere public. Has the Avengers thinking they have stalkers. 

Takes his coffee with five sugars, creamer, and cinnamon. 

Swaps the salt and sugar at irregular intervals, making everyone paranoid. 

Has really mannish behavior when alone with you or Steve 

Burps really loudly 

Slouches on the couch

Drinks a lot of beer but never gets drunk

Thought the Superbowl was a cooking show

Thinks cheerleaders are gymnasts 

Does not understand the concept of professional cheering

Is convinced you are lying and every event with cheerleaders is also a gymnast competition

Takes up two seats on the couch forcing Peter to sit next to Natasha

Peter is very, very afraid of Natasha

Tweets photos of Steve’s butt on the official Avenger’s account

Tweets photos of Tony falling, getting stuck

Tweeted photos of Natasha’s bed hair. Only once. Never again.

Swapped Clint’s explosive arrows for glitter filled ones

Casually appears out of nowhere to startle the team 

Suspects Pepper is actually a robot 

Thinks Vision is related to Thor and Loki 

Enjoy’s Thor’s company, but pretends he doesn’t 

Is amused by Loki

Hates licorice

Is deathly afraid of the dentist, so brushes his teeth three times a day

Stares at you. Constantly. He can’t stop looking at you. 

Never engages in PDA

Never shows his affection for you around the other Avengers 

Not because he doesn’t want them to know but knows it could put you in danger 

They know anyway 

When you’re alone he sits close to you but won’t touch you 

Has a full on school boy crush on you 

Watches your favourite movies whenever you want, even though he really, really hates this Sebastian Stan guy 

Thinks Sebastian looks like a mutt 

Is offended when you remark they look alike

But wait

You like Stan, do you like Bucky?

??

Things to think about 

Wants a dog 

Likes cats but is weary of them 

Your cat attacked his hair once 

Is not sure if they are good or evil 

Has a pet fish 

His name is Brook 

Brook has a fishmate 

Fishmate is called Lyn 

Sometimes his accent gets really thick 

It just comes out of nowhere

One day he accidentally called you doll 

He ran away 

It’s Feb 14th 

Bucky doesn’t realise it’s Valentines Day until he sees Steve’s newspaper 

Is conflicted and anxious 

Decides to get you some flowers and chocolates 

But he can’t just give them to you 

So he leaves them outside your door 

But DUM-E takes them and tells Tony he got them for Tony 

Tony knows this isn’t true but can’t stop laughing and now he’s crying

Maybe kill Tony Stark maybe not ??

Goes out and gets more flowers

Decides to give them to you but can’t find you 

Waits all day and finally you come home late

He goes to you when you’re on the balcony and stutters out something incomprehensible 

You just stare at him wondering what the fuck “you’re flowers are really chocolate” means 

He ends up throwing the flowers at you and shouting-

“I FUCKING LIKE YOU” 

Tony tweets the cctv footage 

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Fading (Part 3)

Summary: Bucky needs to forget for one night, while you come to a gripping realization.

Word Count: 1773

Warnings: angst, swearing, 1 tiny mention of cocaine (“the butterflies whipping around as if on cocaine,”), heavily implied smut, anxiety attack

A/N: Just a quick note; if you guys want to be tagged in anything, please send me asks instead of comments because asks are easier to keep up with :)

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”That’s what it is Y/N! There’s always something wrong with you! You’re so goddamn clingy, will you just back the fuck off?!”

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au where tony adopts peter as a child

The Winter Soldier: *Kicks a man into a flaming engine*

The Winter Soldier: *Throws a grenade at a pilot and steals his aircraft*

Steve *calling over his shoulder while running after Bucky*: Sorry about that! He’s not usually like this! He’s really very nice most of the time!

your problematic favs on christmas:

NAT: the drunk af aunt who spills gov secrets and her drink but still looks classy af

VISION: awkward uncle who stands under the mistletoe in an ugly christmas sweater mumbling about symbolic foliage and its origins, wants to kiss Mysterious fam friend

TONY: wasted cousin from out of town who invited himself, spikes the eggnog with asgards strongest booze and trips over his own feet as he slurs and butchers Oh Holy Night

PEPPER: Wasted cousins wine drunk gf, rearranges vegetable platters to be symmetrical, smells good, only eats organic food

CLINT: second cousin twice removed, sneaks bites from the food before it’s time to eat, disappears into the woods for half a day with nothing but a bow and three arrows

WANDA: mysterious fam friend who carries a knife and tarot cards, speaks in metaphor, lives on spicy food

PIETRO: Mysterious fam friends twin, volunteers to do the shopping, finishes within less than 10min, uses a whole roll of tape to wrap a single present, buys expensive gifts, flirts with Hyped up espresso girl, won the olympics //track// for 3yrs in a row before quitting

BRUCE: acts like a 86 year old grandpa, comes in from out of town just to rage over the thermostat being touched and silently observe everyone, hogs the tv remote

THOR: super spiritual hot guy from out of town, invited by a cousin, unnatural height, broke a cup just by holding it, talks about the universe while downing alcohol like it’s water, never seems to get drunk

JANE: tries to explain physics to a group of children, it ends with them throwing shoes into the fireplace bc “she says it could be a portal” “i said no such thing”

DARCY: makes out with the santa impersonator, hyped up on espresso, talks too fast, friend of Physics (see: jane)

BUCKY: the hot grandpa who still looks 23, appears homicidal in fam pictures, sneaks off with his childhood pal during prayers, has kissed him under the mistletoe 6x and honestly he’s just rubbing it in the single relatives faces now, never married, may or may not have killed a man in 1943, dresses like he’s going to a funeral, listens to johnny cash

STEVE: hot grandpa’s pal, also looks creepily young, tells you to Watch your fucking language, claims he could kill a man with nothing more than a garbage can lid, prob isn’t lying, wears suspenders, still goes to the gym, owns a working record player

LOKI: that one snooty relative everyone avoids, makes babies cry by smiling at them, tells the kids santa isn’t real, insults hot spiritual man in another language, cops are called to break it up

SHARON: repackages store bought pies, pretends theyre homemade, watches It’s A Wonderful Life every year, dresses like she’s going to an office meeting, brings a gun to christmas dinner, small but deadly, leaves early with Gov secrets aunt

SAM: answers everything sarcastically, ex military, irons his clothes, swears a lot, argues about how to properly cook a turkey before taking over altogether, smells like soap and the outdoors, tells Wasted cousin to back the fuck off, leaves mid dinner bc he thought he saw a very rare bird, brings his pal riley who is also his secret bf but everyone knows

RHODEY: neighbor who tells the same stories every year but changes minor details, has too much spiked eggnog and knocks over the tree, butchers christmas songs with Wasted cousin, bonds with Ex Military Sarcastic relative over the future of aviation, no one knows his real name

SCOTT: fresh out of prison, spends the entire time oogling Hot grandpa’s pal, makes you look at a seemingly endless stream of pictures of his daughter, hates baskin robbins, has an ant farm, overly physically affectionate

WADE: tries to kiss his sisters boyfriend under the mistletoe, wears crocs with socks, brings a bag of chimichanga’s that he refuses to share, his plus one is his blind elderly roommate, blasts rap music at one in the morning, has a witty retort on the ready, shamelessly wears a lewd christmas sweater, winks at your mom, seductively eats candy canes while maintaining eye contact

PETER: 16yo nephew who collects comic books, designated amateur photographer, watches star wars religiously, climbs things he shouldn’t, thinks the 90’s are vintage, actually a danger noodle

((if you have a request lmk and I’ll make one for that character. this was fun))

James Buchanan Barnes, aka Bucky from Captain America: The Winter Soldier

“Bucky” is such a cute name though :\

me, interacting with another 20+ year old on tumblr:

This comes up on Snopes as false.

ALRIGHT. LISTEN UP.

So recently, I got calls from the phone number, (937) 353-8319. They claim to be a job service, and one of their “employees”, Carrigan, is friends with whoever the call recipient is, and that Carrigan has recommended you for this $15.00/h “job”. I also got a text message from (937) 607-1493, claiming to be Carrigan, and that they need stuff to “win a scholarship”. I do not know anyone by the name of Carrigan and I know very well that this is a very dangerous scam. If you receive a call from a number, and they ask you if you would like a job for $15.00/h, HANG UP IMMEDIATELY. If you accept the “job” offer, and you go in for an interview, they will give you a drugged bottle of water and you will wake up somewhere you don’t want to be. These phone calls & texts are from a human trafficking service, and if you oblige to them, you will be sold to people and you will be raped, no doubt about it. So PLEASE PLEASE DO NOT ANSWER THESE CALLS OR TEXTS. I have listened to the voicemails, and allowed my dad to do the same, and he learned that anyone offering a $15.00/h “job” is a human trafficker. PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS ALL OVER TUMBLR

I’m Bad At Love (But You Can’t Blame Me For Trying)

A WinterIron plot bunny idea I had and wanted to get out because I’ve seen Hanahaki Disease floating around my dash for a bit, and I couldn’t give up a good idea what I had it. I don’t feel like it’s a fully fleshed out enough fic to post on AO3, but I just like the concept. Bad At Love by Halsey inspired the title because fuck Halsey and her feels. (the aesthetic is mine)

Tony was four, the first time he caught Hanahaki. Four. And if that weren’t sad enough in concept, it was even worse knowing it was from his father.

Tony had just built his first circuit board. Worked on it for weeks, which to a four-year-old felt like a world of time and energy. But he’d finished it. And it worked. He’d shown Jarvis first, and the reaction from his caretaker had been one that lit up Tony’s world. Tony was sure, oh he was so sure, if Jarvis had loved it so much, his father would have at least liked it a little bit. Sure, he’d always been a bit distant with Tony, but Tony had worked so hard. He’d worked so hard.

But when his little hands thrust the circuit board toward his father, almost as if it were an offering, big brown eyes wide with hope, the only response he got was his father raising a hand to him, sending Tony and the circuit board down tumbling to the ground with one strike. It was then, lying on the ground at his father’s feet, Tony coughed up his first flower. He was too young to even understand what it was supposed to mean, he only knew that when his father crushed the flower with his foot as he walked away from Tony, Tony’s chest ached.

After that, Tony was conservative with his love. It took him even weeks to accept love from Jarvis, too afraid of being pushed away again. He eventually got over it, but he was still too skittish to love someone new, for the time being.

The first time it was a romantic love, was with Rhodey. Rhodey was amazing in every way, and Tony couldn’t help fall for him. And sure, Rhodey loved him back, he’d made that very clear, but the pinched look on his face the first time Tony coughed up flowers when Rhodey mentioned he was straight said it all. Platonic love wasn’t enough. At least, for Tony.

But Tony convinced Rhodey he’d be able to get over it, and he was, eventually. It took months, Tony even considered surgery, but eventually, he did really feel happy for Rhodey when he saw him with some girl and stopped coughing up those damned flowers.

At his parent’s funeral, someone had once asked Tony how he felt. His only response had been to stare at his mother’s gravestone with a heavy heart, then choke up a mouthful of flowers. It made sense, he guessed. She couldn’t love him if she was dead. There were good reasons Tony was an atheist. No one, not even his mother, could love him beyond the grave.

Tony wasn’t even surprised when it happened with Pepper. After Rhodey, Tony had given up on trying not to fall in love. Most of his crushes went as quick as they came, one of the main reasons they were never requited, Tony supposed. He was just bad at love. He couldn’t seem to make it last. Going back and forth between coughing up flowers and not; until Tony didn’t even bother paying attention to who was the cause. They wouldn’t matter in a few weeks.

But Pepper’s had lasted so achingly long. So long that Tony actually forced himself to go through with the surgery, only because he couldn’t handle the disapproving looks from Pepper every time he coughed up petals around her. It hurt, not only physically to have the flowers removed, but also emotionally. To have one of his most lasting loves ripped from his heart, just because he couldn’t contain himself.

He was just bad at love.

With Steve, it had been surprising. At least to Tony, anyway. Tony thought he hated Steve, detested every inch of his being. And Tony supposed he did, in some ways. But for reasons that couldn’t seem to stick. At least not the way his love did.

It had startled both of them when Tony started coughing up flowers when Steve had snapped out some insult at him. The look of disgust on Steve’s face somewhat reminded Tony of Howard’s reaction. It did, even more, when Steve stormed out of the room, crushing petals that had fallen to the ground with his step.

After Steve, Tony decided he would never fall in love again. It was a vain promise, sure, but Tony vowed to follow it, even if it led him to the grave. He didn’t want to ever have to deal with a mouthful of flowers again. To him, that’s all that love was.

Maybe that was the real reason it took him so long to realize he was in love with Bucky.

Sure, Tony hit it off with Bucky. More so than anyone had predicted they would, all things considered. The lingering touches, the flirtings, the inside jokes, the sweet laughter at two am.

Natasha was the person to bring it up to Tony.

“You’re in love with him, aren’t you?” She asked one night over coffee when it was much too late for either of them to be drinking coffee.

Tony glanced up. “Nat, I’ve been over Steve for almost a year now.”

She rolled her eyes. “Not Steve. Bucky.”

Tony frowned. “Haven’t been puking up any petunias lately, so nope, don’t think so.”

“You’d only have Hanahaki if it was unrequited, Tony.” She sipped her coffee.

“I-what?” Tony paused, staring at her. “I don’t-James doesn’t-”

“Tony.” Natasha cut him off. “You’re the only person in this Tower who calls him by his first name, and I’m positive he’d punch anyone else who tried. And same goes for him calling you Anthony. You look at him like he’s your moon, he looks at you like your his sun. It’s ridiculous how sappy you both are.”

Tony stared at her. “I don’t…”

“Hush.” Natasha flicked his head. “Ask him out for coffee sometime.”

“I can’t do that.” Tony stared at her with impossibly wide eyes.

“Why not?”

Tony blinked. He supposed she had a point. But grasping the idea that he had a crush on Bucky was… it felt impossible. Tony was so used to love and Hanahaki being bound together for him, one couldn’t exist without the other. The idea that he loved Bucky was barely overshadowed by the realization that Bucky loved him back.

Bucky loved him. Someone loved Tony. For once in Tony’s life, someone returned the affection he was so used to burning and withering away inside of him.

For that reason, Tony was terrified. Terrified he might get over this crush on Bucky as quickly as he had his previous crushes, and he’d leave Bucky just as hurt as others had left him. Tony couldn’t do that to someone else. He just couldn’t. Maybe Tony was bad at love, but he had to try.

“Okay. I’ll ask him out for coffee sometime.”