Posts by BUCKY BARNES.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]Bucky was a mix between being observant and not being observant. The ex-deputy had been doing nothing but limping past when his hazel gaze flickered over the gal who was dragging herself along within the morning haze. He'd been up early, unable to fall asleep for a number of reasons that he didn't even bother list anymore. When was the last time he'd slept well? Maybe he'd passed out. Yeah. Sure. Did blinking when you sneezed count as sleep? The canine gave a roll of his shoulders and approached, metallic foreleg digging into the grains of sand as he crossed the beach. Heavy fog waving past his face and causing the air to feel thick and stuff. The scent of the sea overwhelming his heightened senses. Though, the warrior soon spotted another female already questioning the clanmate that looked as if they were sleepwalking.

"Watch the water."

Not stumbling with his words now. It caused him to shift his weight on the beach, simply out of surprise. The remains of the fever he'd suffered through were evaporating into thin air, but his voice remained tired. Throat burned as if it were lit up in wild orange and red flames. It'd been like that for a while. The wind whipped his heavy coat back and forth, causing the sand to sting his open wounds. He didn't recognize either SunClanners, but would take a stand besides the one who didn't appear to be half-asleep. "Bucky." An introduction towards Capricorn before taking a shaky step towards the female who continued to practically stumble along. Just in case she decided to take a turn into the foaming sea that wouldn't hesitate to swallow her up.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]Don't worry about it, Waft!! <3

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]The shepard-mix had been nearby, limping along and patrolling. Nothing more. He probably should've of been resting , though Bucky was too stubborn. He always had been, huh? Fuck it. Right now, that was his motive. Barnes was surprised that he wasn't dead yet. How long did the world have to continuously kick him him into the dirt? There was a roll of his shoulders, jaws widening with slight pain as his wound ached and screamed. Dried blood around the edges of the white bandages. But, he didn't care now.

Though, when he spotted her, the warrior began moving forwards. Sand shifting underneath his paws as she yelled, nearly wanting to turn back because he... he didn't know. Though, the SunClanner soon stood near her, and would tilt his head back as he nearly always did, but no grin wore itself on his features now. Instead he just looked distant, despite being fully-present. "Hey, Mist." His voice rang out from his chest, rocking back onto his haunches with a slight grimace of his features, desperately trying to avoid being caught in her milky-like eyes that had once been a bright icy color.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]OMG TRACK, GAJEELLLL.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]Bucky walked over in a museless track.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]There was a furrow of his own nonexistent brows, spotting Steve up above them all. It made him think about things that he didn't necessarily want to picture. Rocking back onto his haunches, the shepard would tilt his head and glance towards his best-friend. Wounds aching and burning, but if Steve gave him some sort of "resting" task Barnes wouldn't hesitate to protest. Stubborn as always. A casual shrug was passed towards the golden-retriever's direction, soon widening his jaws and speaking, "Throw one at me, Rogers."

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]He was... doing something along the lines of meditating, to say the least. Or, well, that's what it would of looked like if he could be seen. Eyes closed, Barnes had accidentally flickered into invisibility. Perhaps the observant would notice small puffs of breath developing in thin air, but other than that it appeared as if no one was there. In reality, Bucky wasn't mediating. He was in pain. A deep pain that shook him down into his roots, taking him by his shoulders and shaking him. A mix of physical and mental pain. A state of shock, despite his attempts at tying to remain fine. His head, it ached with such ferocity, hence the power malfunction. His wounds weren't healing as they should. His ribs still stuck out from his sides. Maybe it was himself, ignoring the need to rest, because everyone knew the former deputy was nothing but *ing stubborn.

His sides felt as if they were lit aflame, his throat burned as if someone had poured sand into his mouth and forced him to chew it all up and swallow. The SunClanner could practically feel the grains of sand lodged within his canines. The gritty feeling on his tongue. Though, he remained still, not making a sound. Invisible, accidentally. Hopefully someone wouldn't run into him.

/ lmao someone can run / walk into him.

/ITS FAWn
+ track because no muse lmao

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]/ dies as I reply 10x late and yes poor buck </3

Barnes was able to snap out of whatever state he'd been in as someone walked right into his side. At first he was nothing but confused as the female besides him touched his coat, causing his wounds to sear with pain at the pressure. "What the hell?" His voice rang out from deep down in his chest, "Yeah, I'm right here. Can't you see me?" He sounded tired, but like... Misao, the german-shepard was dragging himself out of whatever state he'd been in.

It was only then would wolf warrior push himself up onto all fours, paws digging into the ground and the snow underneath him crunching. Or well, whatever was left of the snow. Slush, call it. The realization hit him like a truck, slamming into his face and knocking him backwards. Power malfunction. "I'm invisible to you, huh?" He gave a blink of his hazel gaze, shifting his weight back and forth as he continuously tried to shift his broken-power back so that he could be seen by the naked-eye. And, yes, for a moment he was visible, though of course it didn't last long and Barnes would simply then give a defeated-like exhale. "Shit."

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]/ trackss
alloy why must you hurt my son

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]Buck would amble up behind them all, stopping far from Seafoam and somewhere near Steve, where he debated for a long time on wether or wether not to hit against his shoulder. He decided against it, for now. Maybe it was in fear that the deputy would do the same towards himself, as they normally did - and damage him further. The likelihood of Rogers doing that was rare, or hell... nonexistent. But, still, something in his head acted like a mental barrier. The injured canine glanced over Bill with an inhale before facing the tiger who now stood at their border.

"Barnes."

He introduced himself through his last name, evidently surprised with himself. Truthfully, the warrior just didn't feel like Bucky anymore. At least not recently. Barnes felt more suiting now-a-days. All the while the german-shepard kept his gaze forwards upon Wolfsbane, "Welcome to SunClan, then." Part of him felt like saying * about Steve's ability to help others and give tours... sarcastically, though he kept his mouth shut for now. The bandaged-up SunClanner not up to the *ing task.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]TRACK FOR NOW!!
peggyyyy

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]+ tracks because I swear I will reply later lmao

* rolls in
/cries & waves to everyone
hnnnng so inactive w/ bucky im dying

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]/ wheezing track because no muse

/ omg track

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]/ shrugs as I randomly post w/ buck

Well, where had he been all this time? Who knew. Not present that was for sure. Maybe, he'd been taking a little fucking vacation. But, look what he came back too. First meeting in a while. Seafoam had gone batshit crazy. Was he surprised? No. Not really. The shepard-mix approached the scene, quirking a nonexistent brow in the leader's direction. "Breaking shit sounds pretty pleasant." Sarcasm. But... he sounded more pained. Metallic foreleg dug into the ground and dug up whatever was there, maybe in some sort of annoyance. What threats. The leader had tortured him once, maybe it'd be fun to try it again. There was a sharp look of his hazel gaze, glancing over towards those who'd been promoted. Unfortunately, he'd been too inactive to really know who they were. They probably didn't really know him either. His chest heaved in oxygen. It wasn't like any of the announcements affected him. Bucky was loyal to SunClan, there was no doubt there. He just... wasn't what he used to be. Plus, what kind of SunClan was this.

In the corners of his vision he could spot Steve, but Barnes only stood where he was. Guilt filling his chest. He wasn't there for his friend. No, no, he hadn't been there for the other canine. He'd been... absent. Who knew if he'd continue to be absent or - a mix of everything. His attention snapped back towards Seafoam. Damn, he'd seen better times. The memory to when the male had been just a dumbass Warlord crawled into his vision causing an uncomfortable shifting of his weight. Though, in the end, Barnes would just rumble a congratulations. Gaze continuously on Sea until the harsh light forced him to glance away.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]"You alright?" Came the male's voice as he drew over, paws pressing into the ground as if an unbearable tension wore upon his shoulders. Yeah, of course, he came back from some sort of absence to hell. His head head tilted back out of habit at his approach, shoulder shifting back and forth with every step until he stopped. Moving back onto his haunches, the german-shepard remained silent for a while. Chewing on his bottom lip until it unnoticeably bled. The heavy taste of metallic deep within his mouth. Though, he would soon focus on the female who seemed... confused to say the least. "Don't think we've met. You can call me Barnes." His tone was rough and choppy for a serious layer of reasons. He couldn't help but add, "Or Bucky." It brought a wave of relief.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]It'd been the crying that caused him to amble over. Paws uncertain now. Catching up on all the ongoings of SunClan. Seafoam's madness. It caused his head to throb, like it did normally. Too much past brain damage did that. But, it could have been *ing worse. Phan was a familiar face. Not seen in a while, due to his own inactivity - but a familiar face. He stood off to the side, steel foreleg pressing into the ground with cig lined in between his jaws. Rolling it back and forth was all he did for a while before raising his head and continuing forwards towards the scene. He hadn't seen what had happened, and only gave a furrow of his nonexistent brows. Tired. But, he always looked that way didn't he?

This kid was Phan's, huh? The SunClanner came to a full stop, jaws widened as the blue sky continuously hung overhead. Deemed peaceful from the ground where he now stood. The entire idea brought guilt into his chest. Though, it didn't take long for himself to finally speak up towards the hugging pair. "I can grab a medic if you think she needs one, yeah, Phan?" Eyes bright with some sort of concern, but quiet curiosity as well as he searched over the younger kid.

[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]I FEEL THE MUSE W/ HIM AGAIN

Anyways, this is Bucky - a character I've had for forever here in SunClan. UNFORTUNATELY, I fell a bit inactive with him just because I've been preoccupied w/ another character + just no time at all for two characters. Feel v guilty about this I know. If you didn't really know Marvel - he's based off a character from the Captain America Movies / Arc. Probably also more well-known as the Wintersoldier, but I don't necessarily play him off that part. He's really just a mix of WWII Bucky / POST- Wintersoldier assassin... Bucky. IDK.

Anyways, he's p much open to anything but love & death, etc, etc.
I'll gladly make the threads unless you want too, but it might take some time in between making each thread because I don't want to burn out this muse given to me for him. <3

Hopefully, I can get him to build some new relationships!
&& Rebuild / strengthen the old ones.