He’s a ghost, you’ll never find him.
Let’s remember that Bucky Barnes without Steve Rogers was the kid who befriended a small sickly boy looked down on and picked on by everyone else without caring what anyone thought.
Bucky Barnes without Steve Rogers was a smart, bright, likable young man who enjoyed going to dance halls and science fairs.
Bucky Barnes without Steve Rogers earned the respect, friendship, and loyalty of his soldiers to such an extent that when a stranger in spangly tights saves their lives only to ask them to follow him back into the fray, they agree because this guy’s nuts but he’s got Sarge’s seal of approval.
Bucky Barnes without Steve Rogers withstood years of unimaginable physical and psychological torture until his captors were finally forced to strip him of his memories and all sense of self in order to make him compliant, and even then had to phrase his missions as fights for the good of the world.
And then, Bucky Barnes, with no knowledge of Steve Rogers or himself, with no agency or moral compass, couldn’t be kept out of cryostasis for too long lest he regain the smallest sense of self and turn on his masters. Because even they knew that James Buchanan Barnes was the furthest thing from a bully, and feared the vengeance he would bring down on them if he realized what they were forcing him to do.
And this is just Bucky Barnes in the MCU, who’s had maybe a half hour of screen time and a handful of lines.
Yeah, the seeds of the Winter Soldier are in Bucky, insomuch as he is competent, loyal, fierce, a brilliant tactician, capable of doing the dirty work to save others the burden, and a bit ruthless when it comes to protecting innocents and those he loves. But isn’t it telling that even stripped of everything but these attributes and then turned to destruction and chaos he becomes, not a bully, but an asset of terrifying efficiency? The Winter Soldier is single-minded and brutal in carrying out his missions, but he is an effective soldier, not a bully.
James Buchanan Barnes is a hero, and nothing, not the absence of one man (even a man like Steve Rogers) or anything else, could change that.
Here’s a preview of the new zine I’ll be selling at SPX!
Common Curses & Blessings is a 2-in-1 mini-zine about the most mundane and insignificant things the universe throws at you. They probably shouldn’t even have an impact on your day, but they totally do.
Read it facing one way, and you’ll read about the curses. Flip it over and read about the blessings. You’ll just have to come to SPX and see how it works!
2-color risograph printed, 4.25” x 5.5”. 16 pages, 8 curses, 8 blessings. Come to table A12 and check it out!
- Me to my Internet best friend: you know what I find weird?
- Best friend: what?
- Me: You're a person. An actual living breathing person who's thumbs make little tappy noises when they hit the screen like mine do. And from your point of view, I'm just the little icon and chat bubbles that show up on the left hand side. Just little chat bubbles. But I'm a person and you're a person but we're both little chat bubbles. And it's weird. Because sometimes I forget that maybe you think about me being a person. Like it's easy to forget when it's an icon and a white chat bubble. But no. You person. Me person. Tappy thumbs and everything.
QUICK POLL (because of something hella weird that happened at work today)
- Without googling, does the term “diner lingo” mean anything to you?
- Do you know any off the top of your head?
- Where are you from? (if the US, specifically which state/region?)
if shit smelled like rose petals would you keep a dish of it on your mantelpiece
either they are together and don’t mind showing it or they’ve just grown so close as friends that they don’t mind shipping it and tbh i don’t even care which one