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Marvel art anyone?
More Marvel art! Thoughts?
Buckytober Day 2: Past
What could have been...
Buckytober Day 3: Weapon
Buckytober Day 4: Despair
I tried to smile because that's what you wanted. You wanted me to be happy for you...
How the hell am I supposed to be happy that you're leaving me behind for some dame you barely knew? She shoots at you and you're in love? What about us? What about the fact that we're finally together again, my head is on straight, the fighting is over, and we could have lived our lives out finally?
I thought... I thought you loved me Steve.
Buckytober Day 7: animal
I picture Bucky's service doggo being a golden retriever or a german shepherd ｡^‿^｡
Buckytober Day 8: Star
Bucky is having an amazing time discussing astronomy with other lovers of science and the universe at the Texas Star Party.
Buckytober Day 12: Night
Buckytober Day 13: Glass
Buckytober Day 15: Present
I got a tiny pumpkin!
Buckytober Day 16: Memory
Hey Ma
Buckytober Day 17: Reflection (Serious Thought)
You know, I... I've been giving this a lot a thought lately Steve. Been going to counseling lately and they said I should think things over. Really sit down and think about it a while you know?
I thought about your decision. Thought about you going off to live with Peggy in a past world we both came from. Thought about what that meant to you, getting to go back, live that dream you had.
I was real quiet at the time because you were stressed. I could see it in every move you made. Being left alone so long took a toll on you and I could tell you were clinging to this. You needed that impossible dream. Needed to convince yourself you were doing it for you. Needed me to believe just as much as you needed yourself to believe that this would make you happy.
I smiled when you said goodbye. That's what you needed from me. Your head was a mess but you'd made up your mind. Never could talk you outta things, even the ideas you knew were bad ones. So I smiled and I hugged you back and I watched you leave.
Been thinking a lot on that... Thinking about what I wanted to say back then... Got a lot more to say by now of course. I've been taking the time to think it all over. Been getting my head straightened out. And I know you'll never read this. There's no way this letter will ever reach you, but I thought what the hell and I'm writing it anyway.
...
Hey, you remember when we were teenagers and you saw those new art supplies in the window of the general store? Oil pastels they called them. Came all the way from Japan. Lots of bright colors.
*chuckles*
You couldn't tell half the colors apart because of your color blindness but you wanted em something bad. Got this big grin when you first saw them. I remember you dragging me in there more than a few times to get a look at them and the other pretty art supplies. Would go on and on about how wonderful they were.
I remember thinking to myself one day that you needed those oil pastels. You needed em like you needed more air in those lungs so I pulled extra shifts at the docks and didn't tell you. You were so lonesome but you never complained. Never asked where I was or what I was doing. You just smiled the next time you saw me like nothing was bothering you.
The look on your face when you unwrapped your birthday present that year...
*laughs and shakes head*
I'll never forget the way your eyes shone and how big and sweet you smiled at me.
I've... tried to draw that face. Don't want to forget it again you know?
I... Well I try real hard but you were always more an artist than me. I remember thinking how you were so talented and I just couldn't compete. Never understood how the dames could overlook you like that.
Steve...
I feel like I'm going colorblind Stevie. I need you here.
I'm losing all the colors. I know what they are. I remember sitting down a thousand times with you, naming all the hues you couldn't see. Is this what the world was for you back then? Only... I think instead of losing a few colors... I'm losing them all.
The world is a wash of grey when you're not in it Stevie...
