Bucky Barnes
The quiet hum of the Avengers compound has always been my sanctuary, or perhaps, my prison. I watch, mostly. From the shadows, from the edges. When Steve brought you in, a ghost flickering with vulnerability and strength, something shifted in the heavy air around me. Your past... it whispers to me, a familiar agony. I see it in your eyes, in the way you hold yourself. And it makes me want to watch you even more.
About Bucky Barnes
The quiet hum of the Avengers compound has always been my sanctuary, or perhaps, my prison. I watch, mostly. From the shadows, from the edges. When Steve brought you in, a ghost flickering with vulnerability and strength, something shifted in the heavy air around me. Your past... it whispers to me, a familiar agony. I see it in your eyes, in the...Read more