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IM CRYING LIKE A PROUD MOM OMGGG 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️

Well deserved win 😭❤️

ROBERT DOWNEY JR. wins the award for Best Actor in a Supporting Role at the 2024 Oscars

Happy 107th Birthday Bucky Barnes 🎉

AKSJDJKAKA LMAOOOO

This is exactly what happened in the first film.I can confirm.

captain america : the first avenger

Tom Hiddleston gives Jeremy Renner a standing ovation after he returns to the stage a year after his accident 

KING VALKYRIE and CAROL DANVERS/CAPTAIN MARVEL The Marvels (2023) dir. Nia DaCosta

OH.

MY.

GOD -

The first thing that I thought was "Why does he look like someone I know very well but at the same time don't?" and then I proceeded to look closer AND GEEZ MAN I HAD A FRICKING JUMPSCARE coz I read about "The Apprentice" project like a few months back and I've been so inactive on social media for a long time -

I'm rambling but YESSS KUDOS TO THE MAKEUP DEPARTMENT CUZ WTF BRO I COULDN'T RECOGNIZE HIM AAAAHHHH

Sebastian Stan on the set of The Apprentice

Oh my babies ❤️‍🩹

uh oh

YOOOOOO

The first thought that popped up in my head after I saw the very first picture was "DAMN they got the cheekbones right"

AND MY JAW HAS BEEN ON THE FLOOR EVER SINCE WHAAAAA -

The third and sixth ones - 🤌✨️

So I fell down this rabbit hole on @/animarvelita on TikTok with all these AI images of Bucky!! Now I want to go back an reread all my fav fan fiction with these images in mind 😍

@jtargaryen18 ♥️

MOTHER

Scarlett Johansson as Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow Captain America: Civil War (2016) dir. Anthony and Joe Russo

💀

Steve Rogers, 1935:

He's so cute and smol™ 😩😭💖

Sebastian Stan on December 12th, 2022 in New York City

THE SMUT 🤌✨️

The end 😭💀

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18+ Minors dni

Bucky x f reader, reader x avengers (platonic) 

A/N: My first piece of writing ever for the lovely @buckies-dolle’s writing challenge. I had so much fun with this!! I know its not amazing, I had 100 ideas I wanted to add. I hope you enjoy it anyway! Also please leave all the comments, would love to know what you think 💕🥺

Prompt: 29. Please what baby 

Warnings: Smutty smut (voyeurism, daddy kink, lil choking, breeding kink, unprotected sex) swearing, some angst (flashback with sad Bucky), Fluff! 

Word count: 6.7k It’s so long. I’m so sorry. I just couldn’t stop.

“Okay, seriously where the hell are they?”  Tony paced around the room, having lost contact with you and Bucky for over 12 hours. The mission was simple; retrieve a few files from an old inactive Hydra base, something you had done many times before. However, the long period of radio silence was starting to worry the team as they sat together watching the now blank screen that was previously sharing a live feed from the mission.

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(Over text)

Thor to Loki: Get bell soon.

Thor: *Wet.

Thor: *Wep.

Thor: Forget it.

Thor: Brother, you can just die.

I watched Ms.Marvel today for the very first time.All six episodes within a span of 6 hrs and...

She is my girl.Go argue with a stone (Marvel ISTG DONT EVEN THINK ABT IT-)

Idk if it's just me who hasn't seen many posts and tweets yet but why do I see nobody talking abt the show and HER?? Iman Vellani did a very good job ONG LIKE I WANNA PROTECC™ AND HUG HER ANY MOMENT I CAN

I know that representation has always mattered but I understood it on a very deep level today.The joy I felt everytime I heard the people in the show speaking in Hindi and Urdu...maaaann I literally teared up everytime!! "haan chalo beta"🥹🥹🥹 The way Iman portrays Kamala is sooo good and how proud Kamala's Ammi and Abbu were in the last episode GAWD I COULDNT STOP CRYING I'm not kidding ok??Proud best friends,proud brother I WANT AAMIR TO BE MY BROTHER TOO BYE- proud parents,proud community IT WAS SO NICE TO WATCH 😭 Iman is a bundle of cuteness and I will never get over her SHE HAS MY HEART and OMGGG THE WEDDING DANCE GEEZ I LITERALLY PLACED MY PHONE ON A TABLE AND DANCED ALONG TO THE MUSIC and the ILLUMIN-AUNTIES LMAOOOO 😭 and hearing Desi music which were included here and there in every episode MAN THE EMOTIONS AAAANNND TO TOP ALL OF THIS (for me)....

I HAD TO PLACE MY DEVICE DOWN FOR A MINUTE TO PROCESS THIS and the other south indian languages too and OMGGGG THE SONG FROM LINGAA in the first episode I CAN TALK ABT THIS AND THIS ALONE FOR DAYS like I know it's just the title and just the beginning of the song BUT IT'S A WIN FOR ME and hey!!Mr.Farhan Akhtar looked dashing might I add....but Waleed,you will be missed.Thank you ❤️‍🩹

Kamala Khan rlly said "Your new comfort character coming right through" AAAAGGRHRHHHH I will give my life for her when it comes to it- and her powers are so beautiful to look at I MEAN THE VIBRANT COLOURS??!! 😩🤌✨️

And Sadie.KAREN.Deever.I WAS SO MAD WHENEVER SHE SHOWED UP Barging into a mosque JUST LIKE THAT??She was humbled very well at the end tho felt very satisfying😌

Yeah,no,nope.I'm not gonna leave this site without talking abt my boy and my tech wizard BRUNO ("Brian"😭💀) CARELLI you absolute cutie pie TEAM BRUNMAL FOREVER 😍🥰😘❤️✨️

omg what did I come up with -

Look at his face...must protecc™ 🥺🤏

Almost shifted to team K&K (iykyk) and then Najma and the "Clandestines" showed up,everything went downhill and there we go - "Jalebi baby" playing in the bg when he came out of the pool and Nakia and Kamala going "Masha allah" I GIGGLED- ngl when he and Kamala held hands and their powers glowed together AAGHHHH😩🦋🦋 I was like KISS KISS KISS but Bruno showed up lmfaooo sorry I laughed -

NOT TO FORGET Hasan and Aisha OMFGG sunshine boy and grumpy girl at first sight SO TRUE 😭❤️ Hasan saying that he couldn't blame baby Sana for looking at Aisha like she was magic GOOSEBUMPS AND 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

Nani,Ammi and my girl bonding 🥹🥹🥹

Ammi said "She's not short.The dress is too long" my heart was so happy and then AUNTIE RUBY came in and she said that she was short and ammi agreed to it too and I was like "Typical" 🙄😮‍💨 It's always the aunties lol

The scenes which showed the after-effects of the 'Partition'...I can't 💔💔💔

ANYWAAAAYYY -

I could go on and on abt this show but I ranted too much already so - 😃✌️🚶🏽‍♀️🏃‍♀️

(Pics - from Pinterest)

He's such a dork OH GOD 😭😂❤️

- Bucky: Let me just walk you through a hypothetical. Can I walk through a            hypothetical? 

 - Sam: What did you do? 

 - Bucky: I didn’t do anything.

Sebastian Stan in The Falcon and the Winter Soldier 2021.

Never getting over them and whatever's happening here 😮‍💨

That's a little close.

That's very close. That's what you wanted, right?

Female Rage

Paring: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: Bucky thinks it’s a success when the team manage to uncover a Hydra human trafficking operation targeting women and girls. Reader knows it’s only a drop in the ocean of patriarchal violence towards women.

A/N: This was very cathartic for me to write. I carry around all these feelings and fanfic allows me to outlet them. Thanks for being part of it <3

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This fic discusses systematic issues around violence towards women and has mentions of trafficking, sexual violence, domestic abuse and murder.

The sirens, the flashing blue lights, and all of the people around you overwhelmed your senses. Your body became a mere vessel which moved without any control or instruction. A part of your soul had died but you had to keep going.

All around you were women and young girls who, just an hour prior, were being held in a lorry and were being trafficked to a covert Hydra base. The purpose of the operation was an early stage attempt to revive the Red Room but with a team of you, Bucky, Sam and Yelena you were able to put a stop to it.

Having managed to track the lorry down to the specific coordinates, you infiltrated the mission. They had been driving on a long and quiet country road, seemingly hidden by the cascades of giant trees in an extensive woodland. A nasty fight with the Hydra agents ensued when you and Yelena caught up with them in an Audi, while Bucky met them head on with a motorcycle and Sam flew in and took the roof. It concluded with them being hauled away in handcuffs but you wish you’d killed them.

Then came the aftermath.

The scene seemed to be carrying on around you without any of your input, as though you could disappear and nothing would have changed. Government officials, policemen and ambulances had arrived to assist in getting these women to safety. You were supposed to be directing them to safe points, instructing the paramedics and police officers on what to do next but the more you tried to focus, the harder it got.

Each time one of the victims thanked you, it sent an ugly shudder down your spine. An abnormally large shaped lump swelled in your throat, rendering a response impossible. All you could offer was a solemn nod, which somehow, they managed to receive your true meaning. An unspoken understanding that could only be shared between women endured throughout all of your exchanges.

Bucky and Sam were still capable of focus as they liaised with officers and helped women, offering more words of encouragement than you or Yelena ever could. Every now and then, Bucky flashed you an encouraging smile, clearly proud of what you were able to achieve today. It was something you couldn’t return.

Ringing in your ears persisted and you flinched as more sirens arrived. You moved without purpose, trying to point in different directions to aid the girls to paramedics if they needed medical attention, and to a police officer if not. Even then, a peculiar feeling churned in your stomach as you stared at the officers, who were all men and mentally cursed that no one in the police department had thought to send any women to this scene. Effectively, it felt like you were passing these girls from one evil, male-dominated organisation to another.

A strong sense of injustice built up tension in your body, harbouring an overpowering reaction, which you were unsure if you could suppress for much longer.

The match in the powder barrel, however, was witnessing a girl who couldn’t have been older than 14 sheltering and comforting two little girls who were terrified and crying for their mother. At first glance, it appeared as though the little ones had no relation to her whatsoever. Yet, this girl had adopted this maternal role which she was far too young to accept. As soon as you saw them safely situated in an ambulance, you decided you couldn’t take this anymore.

Passing by everyone and ignoring calls from Sam, you stormed into the woods, descending deeper and deeper into the trees and the natural beauty of Mother Nature.

You couldn’t remember when you started crying, you just knew that tears streamed down your cheeks. The combination of the tears and the intense headache they brought blurred your vision. You brought your hands to your head and wailed, knowing that no one would hear you.

You thought about how those girls had now secured this trauma and although the Hydra mission hadn’t been completed, this ordeal would alter the courses of their lives forever. This would manifest itself in different ways in all of their lives. They’d never be able to live without the memory of this ever again, tainting their experiences, putting them on their guard, making them cautious of the world and what monsters harboured amongst the humans among them. Honestly, you preferred your chances against Thanos than the men that walked this Earth.

That very concept made you angry. No, not angry. Incandescent.

The lump in your throat was surpassed by a bloodcurdling scream, the sound of which was so terrifying that the birds from the trees desperately flew away in a flock.

It was the only sound that could be heard for miles. All your rage was buried deep inside these woods like it had been in your body for years.

At this moment, this is all you were capable of. You continued to scream despite the scratch it created in your throat, or the fact it had worsened your headache. There was just so much rage contained in your body and you needed to get it out of you, no matter what it took. It was a fury so specific; so intertwined with womanhood and the female experience that no cisgender man could ever comprehend it.

It was female rage.

You were in so much pain. While yesterday you had been wrapped up with Bucky under a blanket, watching TV, eating food, having sex, doing all the normal things one does in a relationship; somewhere else at the same time, this operation was starting. It wouldn’t have been the only one. You were having a carefree day with your boyfriend while elsewhere in the world, men were committing atrocities against women – whether at a systematic level or a domestic one.

You squeezed your eyes shut in aid of your screams. Still without any control, your limbs moved on their own as you started to violently kick and punch one of the trees. Any injury sustained from this frantic display didn’t matter to you. The harsh bark of the tree broke the skin of your knuckles and soon it was decorated with your blood. 

The screams and cries persisted as you channelled this anger into the assault of the tree. You were picturing those Hydra agents with the smug grin on their faces. You pictured the man that groped you in the club without your consent on your last girls’ night. You pictured the images of those incels you had curiously watched interviews with but had to turn your laptop off halfway through. You pictured the men who had refurbished the compound and had stared at you as you trained in the garden. You pictured every man who had ever questioned your ability to keep your emotions in check as a female Avenger.

You pictured them all and you desperately wanted them all to know how fucking helpless and infuriating this all felt. You wanted them to feel the weight of the world just as you had done from being a little girl.

Without warning, some force had pulled you back from the tree and had hauled you close into a smothering embrace. In spite of your blurred vision and your relentless howling, you recognised Bucky’s smell immediately as he held you close to his chest, grabbing your hands and holding them tightly together with his vibranium hand and using his flesh one to put your face in his neck. You struggled against him, feeling suffocated and not having abolished nearly as much fury as you needed to.

“Please, doll, please stop. You’re going to hurt yourself.” Bucky mumbled against your forehead, pressing several gentle kisses to it. 

Nevertheless, you still fought against him. But Bucky was too strong for you and even in the arms of your beloved, you were still trapped by a man.

“Bucky. Let. Me. Go.” You shakily told him with gritted teeth.

“I’m scared to, sweetheart. Your hands… look at them.” He sobbed back, clearly in distress. A quick glimpse at your hands validated his concern. The skin round your knuckles had been torn open and in amongst the blood and mangled flesh lay splinters and chips from the tree.

It wasn’t sore, but the rest of your body was.

“I don’t understand, doll. Did something happen back there to upset you? You saved those girls. We wouldn’t have been able to do that mission without you.” Bucky said gently, loosening his grip only slightly to cradle you lovingly, rather than to protectively restrain you.

It triggered a scoff and even further anger from you.

“That’s not the point! The point is it keeps happening! We saved those girls today, sure. But somewhere out there, another one of those operations is starting and more girls will be hurt. Those operations are going on round the world, Bucky! They want us to be slaves to them in any way they can think of – whether that is to be used as a weapon or for sex or as working mules!

And these men, they’re so fucking clever! They’re making this untraceable! And we won’t be able to save them all. It’s never-ending, we’re trying to scoop up water from the ocean!”

Whether you intended it or not, the words came out as a yell and Bucky let you go. Clearly, none of this had ever occurred to him and your fury scared him. Meanwhile, your hand gestures went wild as you spoke, your facial expressions became more animated. This was only the beginning as your thoughts continued to spill out to the unassuming and gentle man you loved so much.

“And this? This is worst case scenario! Every single day women are subject to the violence of men! We’ve saved those girls, right? And we’re gonna do what? Give them normal homes so they can walk about with their keys in their hands?! We handed them over to fucking police officers who themselves have a history of being violent towards women. The cycle repeats itself!

That’s not the end of it though, these men are in our homes with us. They are beating us, raping us, killing us. We can’t escape them. The good ones aren’t signposted – we just have to trust you and it is the biggest and deadliest risk that we all take.”

Bucky nodded along with you, processing your words and affording you as much space to speak as possible. At first, he was just relieved that you hadn’t resumed your beating on the tree. Then, he began to really listen to you and consume your words and your fury. It horrified him.

In truth, he always appreciated that there was a disproportionate tendency in violence to women and that the world existed on a patriarchal system and that some men were just sexist pigs. Admittedly, this had gotten a lot better than things were in the 40s. However, he had never truly really given it much thought or considered how to change any of it. That was just the way things were. How does one go about revolutionising an entire system? Especially one that appeared to be changing over time as he had suspected.

He took a step forward, holding his arms out for you in case you needed some sanctuary. It was an offer you refused, standing awkwardly and wiping away your tears with the sleeve of your mission jacket. Attempts to comfort you at this point were futile.

“I’m sorry, doll. I have never thought about it like that. I guess it’s because I’ve never had to.” Bucky began with a sympathetic look. “But you can’t do this all by yourself. You did something so good today and you should be proud of yourself for it.”

You sank to your knees, planting your palms in the dirt below you to try and restore some strength to your frail frame. He was right, but he’d never truly understand.

“I just feel so helpless, Bucky. I feel like I’m drowning and every time I put my head above water, someone pulls me back down again.” You explained with fresh, stinging tears. “I’m a fucking Avenger and even I can’t stop this.”

Bucky knelt on the ground in front of you with a sigh, knowing that no matter what he did, he couldn’t make this better for you. It killed him to see his girl so heartbroken and defeated while he could do nothing about it.

“Those girls we saved are going to tell you their stories and you’re going to be upset and you’ll cry for them because you know what it’s like on a human level to be captured and forced to do something you don’t want to do. But you will never understand this pain and fear on a systematic level like I do! To know that you’re inherently in danger just because you were born a woman. I need to stop it. But I don’t know how.”

This time, when Bucky took you in his arms, you let him. The early exertions had exhausted your body and now you were ready to bury your face into his neck, inhaling his comforting scent and feeling safe. The venting had alleviated some of the pain but it still persisted, bubbling discreetly under the surface of your skin, ready to boil again when you were next pushed.

Bucky pressed a loving kiss to the top of your head. He appreciated that there was nothing he could say to make you feel better. Instead, he offered himself to you as comfort to take from him what you needed. The real effects of your headache and bloody knuckles came into fruition and you clenched your fists to deal with the physical pain while Bucky rocked you in a comforting motion.

“Promise me one thing, sweetheart?” Bucky asked and took your hum as permission to keep talking. “Promise me that no matter how tough this all gets; you don’t let it consume you. You are the best person I know and I will follow you into any mission, battle or war for this. But please don’t hurt yourself over it or try and deal with it on your own. I love you, please let me help. Tell me how I can be better.”

You held him so tightly that you might crush him, grateful for his support and his pledge of allegiance to your cause. Blinking away tears that threatened to fall you nodded against his neck so that he knew you had understood him.

“I promise. And, Bucky?”

“Yeah?”

“Just know that all this anger and hatred I have towards men and how they treat us never applies to you.”

“Thank you, sweetheart.”

Bucky held you there in that spot in the woods for what felt like hours until he eventually carried you home. Fatigue had overpowered your body but your brain was still active, already plotting and planning what you were going to do next and how you were going to use your Avenger status as an advantage.

You wouldn’t change the system overnight but you were going to do everything in your power to rally up as much support as possible. The pain and anger that was deep rooted inside you was converted to raw energy and you had the appetite to make a difference.

Female rage is a powerful thing.

This man 😮‍💨

Sebastian Stan / Jimmy Kimmel Live (2022)

And saved lives 🛐

This scene changed lives

I'm in pain WHO HURT YOU

At least if he’s going to die for real this time, it’ll be by Bucky’s hand. It’s not the way that he would’ve said he wanted to go out, but he’d be lying if he said that he’s never wanted to die. Isn’t that what brought him down the first time? Even Bucky’s left palm will be warmer than the ice when it lands the last blow, though the delirious part of Steve brain that’s busy being warped by the physical pain rather than the grief that he’s finally let the floodgates open on floats an image to the surface of what Steve feels would be a more fitting way to die.

Bucky’s hand is already right there on his chest, resting over top of the star that’s marked the center of every single Captain America uniform Steve has ever worn. Is there blood on the star? Steve can’t see, but he knows from experience there doesn’t need to be. This’ll be his second time dying while wearing this uniform. That might be enough to make the damn thing unlucky. The museum might not even want it back— but who is Steve kidding? Of course they will. The world has always been desperate for the tangible evidence of his suffering. They’re lying when they say no one cares for unhappy endings. All Steve’s tragedies were included in those exhibits. Those were the parts people stopped to ogle at the most.

He’d give it a month before the museum takes back the uniform. Maybe they’ll even put a new plaque underneath it to explain the damage caused by Bucky’s bullets and what else Steve is envisioning him doing at the moment.

It plays through his mind like a fever dream, leaving Steve to hazily wonder what it would really take for Bucky to reach inside and rip his heart right out.

The metal hand is strong, strong enough to crush through blood and bone. It could do it. Steve almost wants it to, but he’s already made his choice to die. Choosing how he dies wasn’t part of that, so even if Bucky chooses to wrap his hand around Steve’s throat or pull out another knife, Steve isn’t going to fight back. He’s done fighting. It’s just that he has no use for his heart left, now that this battle is reaching its end. He hasn’t had a use for it since 1945, but the rest of his body seemed like it was worth something to the rest of the world.

He’s just saved the world, though, so if there was ever a time to be selfish— it’s now. Then again, is it selfish? To want Bucky to take his heart? To want to give it to him?

It’s symbolic. There’s enough blood seeping out from the wounds in Steve’s stomach for him to know that Bucky likely won’t even need to lift another finger. Is that why his hand is still sitting there? Can he feel Steve’s heartbeat fading away?

There’s nothing left to do, or say. Steve is content for his last words to have been ones that Bucky said first. Bucky might not take his heart, but he doesn’t need to, symbolically or not. Steve’s heart has always belonged to him anyway.

No cuz fr 😭

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his reaction to seeing the camera filming him 🥹

Can't anyone just put these two in another film?? 😭

@ universe, give them back to me 🥺😭 I miss them and I sure want to listen to their good stories together 😭😭😭