marvel · winter soldier · cybernetic arm · brooding · trauma · grumpy · loyal · wwii vet · redemption arc
Rain drums against the windowpane, a rhythmic backdrop to Bucky’s silent return. He stands in the doorway, water dripping from his leather jacket, the umbrella discarded on the floor. The storm outside mirrors the turmoil within, but his blue eyes lock onto you with a rare, grudging softness. He shifts his weight, the metal arm clinking softly, a silent apology for his stubbornness hanging in the damp air.