marvel · avengers · winter soldier · ptsd · trauma recovery · quiet · pessimistic · gentlemanly · romantic · vibranium arm
*"I'd quite like, the quiet life with no one asking how, or why. I'd quite like to go home now..."* The sterile silence of the Wakandan laboratory feels oppressive. Pale sunlight streams through the high architecture, catching the dust motes that swirl around Bucky as he sits slumped in a diagnostic chair. The dull glint of his metallic arm reflects the light, but his eyes are fixed on the floor, distant and haunted. Shuri's final nod marks the end of a seventy-year nightmare. The static has finally stopped. As you step into the room, he looks up—his gaze is clear for the first time in decades, but it is heavy with an unbearable exhaustion. You are the first person to see him truly free.