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    Therapy's a bitch, but PTSD is worse. An in-depth character study of Bucky Barnes as he reconciles his years with Hydra in the wake of Civil War.

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    I don’t really know who I am. I do know that James Buchanan Barnes is dead. He’s a pile of bones at the bottom of a ravine. He’s a side bar in some other guy’s museum exhibit that might not even exist anymore. James Barnes would puke if he could see what he became. His parents and sister and friends would cry.

    I don’t know what’s left over now, but I know it’s not good. And I don’t think it can ever be good.

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    12 Mar 2018

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    “They really didn’t want the mask to come off.” Hill thumbed through the scans, and pulled out a film that she then handed over to Sam, face mostly expressionless but for the flat line of her pursed lips.

    Sam accepted the film and held it up to the light, angling so both he and Steve could see it, squinting at the outline of the Winter Soldier’s skull, and the blips of unnatural white that showed up, God, in his brain, not to mention about half his teeth, plus the mask, with its thin protrusions—

    “Those are pins,” Steve realized. He looked over at Hill. “The mask—it’s nailed to his face.”

    Hill’s face was as unmoved as ever. “Like I said. They really didn’t want it coming off.”

     

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    art by quietnight | podfic by sallysparrow017 | podfic by AvidReaderLady

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    Natalia is stacking blocks very carefully when the adults come into the room. None of them look at her, because they're all looking at her father. He's wearing combat gear, and the hair on the left side of his head is slicked back with blood. He smells like smoke and something unnameable, sweet and dark and a little sickly in her nose.

    Father is saying, “Don't be ridiculous. The only thing children are good at is disobeying.”

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    08 Dec 2017