⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒 && 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑦𝑎𝑙 𝑜𝑓 ⠀⠀⠀ 𝐽𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 ‘𝐵𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑦’ 𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑀𝐶𝑈. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟/𝑠𝑙. 𝟸𝟷+, 𝑚𝑑𝑛𝑖. 𝘮𝑠/𝑚𝘷 ♡+↺ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑤. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ⠀⠀

// yeah, outing my main, but c'mon I’m so happy with this cosplay so far!! 🤭

// miss you all 🥺 muse is still like, dead. but look, stucky cosplay for london mcm 😍

// I'm not as active on here these days, folks 😔 So, I appreciate those of you that are still writing with me for being patient. Muse is pretty nonexistent, sadly 💙

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// took my kiddo to see Endgame last night, she's not really seen much before not her thing – BUT she enjoyed it 😭 Said Steve was her favourite and asked why Bucky’s legs were so skinny 🧍🏻

⠀ "Sure, why not . . . " ⠀⠀⠀"Personally, I usually prefer to save the brainwashing and global terrorist talk for the second drink, but hey, why pace ourselves?" ⠀

⠀ “Huh?” he asked, broken from his revive. “Oh, er, nothing… Well, you, of course… You look really good, Stevie... Real handsome.” Bucky grinned, the overwhelming affection he felt for his partner reflected in the way his eyes shone with happiness. He truly felt like the luckiest man in the world. Still, whilst it was almost time for the big reveal, he wasn’t quite ready to spoil it yet, and so, he turned back toward the mirror and finished up. He was dressed casually smart, with dark slacks and a simple black leather belt. Both were teamed with a jet-black, short-sleeved button-down shirt that Bucky had purposely left open around the collar, exposing a little more of his chest than he normally would have. Once he applied some cologne, he was then good to go and glanced at his watch to check the time. “Got about fifteen minutes until we need to leave, okay, Stevie?” ⠀

⠀ “Nooo,” he cooed reassuringly, his eyes following Steve’s hands as they ran over the fabric. “They just need to, uh, settle… adjust to your, um… whatcha call it… 𝗮𝘀𝘀.” Bucky laughed like an immature child at that before approaching his boyfriend and placing both hands on his buttocks. “The jeans, they can’t handle America’s ass, Steve!” ⠀

⠀ ( Quietly, he sneaks up behind the captain, former assassin skills in full use as he makes his move, hands flying to cover Steve's eyes. ) ⠀⠀⠀Gotcha! ⠀

⠀ “Huh?” he murmured, his brows knitting together. He could hardly hear the guy with all the noise. By the time the last idiot came running toward him, the super soldier scoffed and rolled his eyes before slamming the crown of his forehead straight into the others. It was hard enough that the guy instantly collapsed into a heap on the floor. “Thanks for the assist, man,” Bucky said, sarcastically. ⠀

⠀ ( He didn’t say a word, nor did he move. Bucky just crossed his arms over his chest and stood where he was. Mostly because he didn’t know what to do, and partly because he wanted to stay—he couldn’t just leave her like this. Like all marriages, theirs was no different, and despite holding the record for ‘longest marriage ever,' they still had these moments, although a rarity. ) ⠀⠀⠀Look. I don’t know what to say. But I’m not going anywhere… Not until we talk this out, Steph. ⠀

⠀ Well, that earns her a pointed look. "It's Sergeant, actually..." ⠀

⠀ “Obviously… Jesus, Steve. You—I thought…” Bucky’s voice trembled before he could even finish the sentence; he couldn’t bring himself to even mutter the words. Just the thought of losing Steve threatened tears, and the super-solder had to bite down hard on his lower lip just to keep the sob from escaping him. Looking away momentarily, Bucky took in a deep breath and tried to compose himself before turning back toward Steve. He had to be strong. He couldn’t just crumble in front of his best friend… the man he loved. Could he? And yet, he couldn’t control the wave of emotions that overcame him. “I thought I lost you.” With that, Bucky’s voice tightened, and he felt tears creep out of his eyes. Quickly, he lifted an arm and wiped at his face with his sleeve, trying to hide the evidence. ⠀

// just know when I talk about the irl Steve to my Bucky, that this is how we rolled up to Endgame Encore yesterday~

⠀ I can do sweet, and it’s okay, Stevie. Force of habit, y’know? ⠀

⠀ No? Do you have something else in mind? ⠀

⠀ I heard that, Stevie... Love you too, buddy. ⠀

⠀ Bucky gaped, his lips parting in appreciation as he watched intently. His gaze fully locked on the curvature of Steve’s ass. “I—uh,” he stumbled, unable to form a full sentence as his mind visited far-off places, imagining all the different places, positions, and scenarios they could be in right now. ⠀⠀⠀“The, er, those jeans… they, uh, new?” ⠀