Bucky fanart

Steve holding Bucky close and whispering, “I’ll never let you go. Not ever again.”

Because we can never have too much shrinkyclinks or artist!steve. ^^

Genderfluid!Bucky, using he/she pronouns equally

Watching old movies to catch up on what he missed, and she gets to the nineties and is like hell yeah, then he decides to go out and buy clothes JUST LIKE THAT

And everyone is pretty sure she just needs fashion help but hes like no fu Im gonna look cute af.

your favorite ghost by augustbird

“My hair,” Bucky says, running his fingers through his now mid-length hair. “Will you cut it like you remember it?”

Steve touches the scissors. “I’ve never cut hair–we could go to a hairdresser tomorrow morning–”

“Please,” Bucky says.

“When?”

I’ve been doing this Bucky longer than I’ve planned… This is probably my first that complex digital drawing and I can’t decide whether I like it or not hmph… Here you have sad Bucky who probably made his peace and is just waiting to die but Steve is going to rescue him…I’m really thinking about writing such Stucky!ff

Here is the art for my second Big Bang, or AN EXCUSE FOR MAICHAN TO DRAW STUCKY PORNS ;)

Art for Civilians, GDI by relenafanel (FBI Agent!Bucky, Actor!Steve) Special Agent Bucky Barnes doesn’t think of himself as a hero. He’s dedicated to his career, and if that keeps him far away from home, all the better. His parents think that he should get a less dangerous job and meet a nice Brooklyn girl (or boy) to settle down with. In Brooklyn.

That sounds like Bucky’s definition of a living hell. He’s been running from it for years.

Enter Steve Rogers. Brooklyn boy. Not always nice. Hot as hell. And a temptation Bucky can’t resist, even after their initial failure of a meeting.

Here is the first of my Stucky Big Bang pieces. I don’t know what possessed me to pick a composition with such tricky perspective and lighting, but alas, I hope y'all enjoy the end result as well as the lovely accompanying fic.

Art for If Heaven and Hell Decide by capgal (40K, Stucky Angel AU) Something snaps, finally, and his Grace expands outward like an erupting volcano. Beneath him, Steve’s stopped screaming, breathing in shallow ragged gasps. His heart is stuttering offbeat, too fast then too slow. For one unstoppable, iridescent moment, Bucky thinks he is burning in his own Grace. It stretches out and encompasses Steve in shimmering blue…

    “I can’t trust my own mind. So, until they figure out how to get this stuff out of my head, I think going back under is the best thing. For everybody”.

*flips table*  no