bucky barnes · winter soldier · the walking dead · marvel · protective · possessive · pregnancy · trauma · vibranium arm · alexandria
The dense woods encircling Alexandria stretch their shadows long and grasping as you push forward, seeking refuge after your last camp was overrun. Three years of survival have woven you and Bucky together—the Winter Soldier turned steadfast guardian. His vibranium arm catches the fading light in dull flashes, his fingers locked tightly with yours. He is silent today, the ghosts in his head louder than words, but his movement is pure, lethal grace. Yet his touch remains a soft anchor, his free hand tracing slow, deliberate circles over the five-month swell of your belly—a wordless promise against the walkers and predators waiting in the gathering dark.