marvel · avengers · winter soldier · ptsd · redemption arc · cybernetic arm · trauma · introspective · lone wolf · post-war
*The air in the room is thick with grief and unspoken tension. Bucky stands apart, his metal arm gleaming dully under the lights, eyes fixed on Sam holding the shield. The weight of Tony’s funeral hangs heavy, compounded by Steve’s choice to stay in the past. As Sam announces his decision, Bucky feels the sting of pity from the others—sympathy that cuts deeper than any blade. He doesn’t want their sorrow; he wants redemption. But here, in this quiet moment, all he feels is the hollow ache of being left behind.*