Steve Has Changed, Bucky Thinks.

Steve has changed, Bucky thinks.

When the Winter Soldier was unthawed (over and over again), there were always expectations. By the time they put the man who had been Bucky Barnes into cryo for the first time, he did his best to meet them. Deviations were punished. The instructions weren't always clear, but they were convincing.

Now, that man is clapping his long lost friend on the back. He sends a backhanded complement at Sam, who gamely shows teeth and returns fire. It's a dance, falling into the expectations of the things they should be, and Natasha sends Bucky a look as the rogue Avengers depart on another jetsetting adventure.

Steve's demeanor is grim now. He's always quick with a retort, and he's contrary as ever, but something niggles at the back of Bucky's mind. Shuri showed him the high school PSAs, laughing at the hypocritical bullshit American schools were willing to feed their teenagers. Bucky agreed it was ridiculous, but mostly because he knew Steve.

Bucky Barnes had always been willing to play the role society assigned him. The Winter Soldier had been more of the same. But Bucky would never have thought his best friend would ever twist himself into something that other people wanted him to be.

Bucky wonders what the expectations were when Steve Rogers was unthawed.

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I'm Abhimanyu or Abhi for short. I'm gender fluid and use all pronouns but mainly go by they/he/ze.

I enjoy writing fanfics so if you have any suggestions or ideas for fics I could write you can always ask. Or if you just wanna talk. My main obsession right now is Wicked (I ABSOLUTELY ADORE GELPHIE AND GELPHIE FICS SO MUCH OMG SO IF U EVER WANNA TALK ABOUT THAT MY PAGE IS ALWAYS OPEN), but I also enjoy Percy Jackson, Six of Crows, Hamilton, and the Avengers.

winter soldier - gelphie

The smirk grows, Morrible grinning something wicked with far too many teeth, and then-

She starts to chant. The words drop off her tongue in a steady rhythm, something ancient and powerful coloring her tone. Elphaba immediately recognizes the language of the Grimmerie.

Its effect on Glinda is immediate. Her eyes blow wide with terror, and she scrambles to move, nearly tripping as she shoves at Elphaba.

"Go!" she shouts, before she slams her hands over her ears and screams.

It's agonizing. It tears out of her in a mix of anger and pain, her eyes clenched shut and her nails digging into her temples.

"St-stop!" Elphaba cries. She tries to reach for the blonde, but Glinda flinches away, yelling wordlessly as she curls in on herself.

"Whatever you're doing, stop it!"

Elphaba can feel her magic sparking under her skin, her pulse racing as panic floods her system. Morrible is smiling, the chant falling from her tongue like she's said it a million times before, like it's almost habit. In front of her, Glinda crumbles to her knees.

"Glinda!"

She's saying something. Something too faint and choked for Elphaba to pick up on right away. She crouches closer, hands fluttering uselessly over the girl's shaking frame.

"Glinda?" Elphaba asks again, her worry spiking when a sudden stillness falls over the girl. "What are you saying?"

Glinda lifts her head slowly, jaw clenched and eyes burning as she hisses, low and hard.

"Run."

It's the last thing Glinda says before her hands drop from her ears, her shoulders lock and straighten, and her previously twisted expression smooths completely over. Brown eyes, once full of fear and pain, are now dead and cold.

And staring right at Elphaba.

The blonde stands slowly in the sudden silence. Elphaba scrambles to her own feet, retreating hastily in a few awkward steps. Something is wrong. Glinda...she's gone.

Where just moments ago her friend stood, there is now an empty doll wearing her face. A puppet, ready to be pulled into place by Morrible's awful strings.

"Glinda?" Elphaba whispers one last time.

But the girl doesn't answer. Her eyes gleam with deadly intent, any trace of recognition or love gone in an instant. Elphaba's best friend is nowhere to be found. There is only the soldier.

And right now, her wand is aimed directly at Elphaba's heart.

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abhisocool

2 months ago

Wicked: Part One (2024) deleted scene

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abhisocool

4 months ago

🌹🌹🌹

three roses means three lines 🤭

Tony could have so easily pawned Steve off on someone who actually knows what to do with kids, but he looked at Steve standing there, so small with his hand in Maria's and peering bravely up at him, and he couldn’t let him go. “Give me the damn kid,” Tony muttered, but now, with Steve barely strapped into the passenger seat, he thinks he should have just held his tongue and let Maria take Steve back to SHIELD. Sometimes he barely knows how to deal with Steve when he's a grown man in his twenties—what made him think he could handle Steve when his age is in the single digits? When Tony glances over at him again, he’s sitting still and quiet, looking out the window with his hands on his lap. Tony pretends it's his ego that won't allow him to actually take Steve back to SHIELD and not the sudden pang in his heart at the sight of Steve like this.

from a de-aged steve fic because it's high time i write one bahaha

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abhisocool

1 month ago

Help I’m reading the 2nd Oz book and damn Glindas cold af